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>>94392373
Kaiu Tangen

Air: 1
Earth: 3
Fire: 3
Water: 1
Void: 2

Skills
Design 1, Smithing 3, Command 1, Games 1, Fitness 1, Martial Arts[Ranged] 1, Tactics 1, Commerce 1, Labor 2

Abilities: Masterful Builder

Adv/Dis: Famously Lucky, Incurable Illness, Military History, Failure, Kyudo

This is my character for my planned self insert uplift/fix it fanfic.

Half Kaiu and Bayushi as his mom ran away with dad who got the backing of his family as he is one of the famed Kaiu smiths afterall, as mom is sister to one of the famed Bitter Lies swordsman she picked Tangen as his name to smooth over relations with the Scorpion.

Inherited his mom's lungs so apart from short stints in the forge with a handy dandy facemask he can't forge the famed Kaiu Blades

Is currently learning under a relative to become a tactician/strategist to make up for it alongside the usual things to do in a uplift/fix it fic.

pic rel is him posing with one of his dad's swords but he prefers the steel recurve bow they worked on together more

thanks for helping me come up with a female lead anon

>>94392373
WFRP. He's a young Celestial Wizard, just out of his apprenticeship. He's a spacey kind of guy, regularly zoning out while he considers all kinds of possibilities ranging from each situation, often to ridiculous and unuseful levels (e.g., "if we manage to take out these river bandits, that will increase trade along this stretch, which could lead to this town becoming a major city, which will no doubt develop a rich and decadent overclass which will turn to Slaanesh worship..."Guys, maybe we should just pay the 'toll'").

Not shy or anything, and actually pretty good at problem-solving when he's mentally present, and generally a nice guy who'll offer to help carry some of your stuff or give you some extra cheese or lend you a sock.

>>94392373
This is a strange premise for a thread but it's out of the ordinary, so I'll be watching this with interest.

>>94392373
FFG Rogue Trader RPG

He's a grey-haired senschal/tutor/spymaster-turned-rogue trader after the party's original rogue trader died in the second session, leaving both her starship and warrant of trade to him. He's well on his way to resurrecting her, or rather, overwriting another member of the party's mind with psy-technic imprint of her consciousness that definitely isn't a daemon or abominable intelligence.

As far as build, he's a fairly typical face/utility build with high intelligence, perception, fellowship and most of his advances sunk into skills like commerce, command, deceive and various lores or forbidden lores. Higher intelligence and perception than fellowship since it was expected the rogue trader would be the main face before she died. Enough points into ballistic skill and related advances that he's not completely useless if/when shit goes wrong and he needs to start taking shots with his inferno pistol or needler.

Rolled 6 (1d10)

>>94392915

>>94392603
Decisions. Crab or Scorpion wife, crab or scorpion... tough one. I'll work on it.

>>9439266
>>94392915
These too.

>>94393045
surprise me anon, every rokugani is a beauty each to herself

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Charles 'Charley' Miller; system is Mythic RPG.
Stats are:
Strength: Above Average
Agility: Average
Reflex: Average
IQ: Average
Willpower: Below Average
Intuition: Exceptional
Toughness: High

Skills:
Athletics: Above Average
MMA: High
Charm: Above Average
Lucid Dreaming: Low
Occultism: Miniscule
Meditation: Weak
Red Dog of Morfa: Below Average
Dream Hunting: Miniscule

Strengths/Weaknesses:
Strength/Weakness
Naive (Weakness): Unversed in the ways of magicians, may be taken advantage of. No starting spells or true magic skills. (Common, special rule)
Keeps on coming (Strength): +1 Rank when trying to tough out wounds (Common, 1 rank)
Handsome (Strength): +1 Rank when using charm on opposite sex (Common, 1 rank)
Dreamless (Weakness): Unable to rest easy. Cannot regain SAN naturally. (Frequent, Special Rule)
Marking of the Knight of Cups (Strength): +1 Rank vs Supernatural Creatures in Combat +1 Rank in Defence vs Supernatural Threats
Involuntary Lucid Dreamer: Can be targeted in his dreams (Common, Special Rule)
Dreamer: +2 Rank when using Occult to remember Dream-based knowledge

Long and short of it is Charley is a jock who happens to also have Lucid dreaming abilities and who fell foul of something that eats dreams. As it stands he's managed to recently break into the secret magic underworld of the setting and is trying to find his feet/figure out how magic works.
So far he's survived by being polite, knowing his limits and because very few magic users are MMA enthusiasts, giving him a bit of an edge because everyone has a plan right up until you punch them in the face.

>>94392373
>System: Delta Green
Name: Daniel “Danny” Lane
Occupation: Archeologist (Friendly to DG)
Agent Status: Active

POW:17
CON:12
DEX:10
INT:17
STR:10
CHR:12

HP: 11/11
SAN: 85/85
WP: 17/17
BP: 68

Archeology: 70%
Alertness: 60%
Bureaucracy: 60%
First Aid: 40%
Foreign Language (Spanish): 50%
Foreign Language (French): 40%
History: 60%
HUMINT: 50%
Occult: 60%
Persuade: 60%
Search: 80%
Stealth: 20%

Daniel Lane is an archeologist and university professor.
His mother, Elizabeth Lane (née Redfield) is a former Delta Green agent who survived the events of Impossible Landscapes. She met the King In Yellow and inadvertently helped to create the King In Yellow play (which creates the world and consumes it, like an ouroboros). Her strong will and desire to not leave her son an orphan (her husband, Matthew Lane, was killed by Delta Green after being exposed to the play, leaving her a widow and single mother) gave her the strength to survive and exit the Night World, as well as Carcosa, after accomplishing her "part" in the play.
After the expanding corruption of the King In Yellow threatens to consume the world and causes reality to begin to shatter, his mother disappears without a trace, despite suffering from a terminal illness which left her wheelchair bound (from being exposed to the King In Yellow, Carcosa and the play). Daniel heads from New York to a nearby city in search of his mother after receiving a mysterious letter from her.

Daniel doesn't know, but one of his ancestors, Nathaniel Knight, was a private investigator in the 1920s. He lost his body as he was consumed by the Dreamlands, then later reincarnated in a different, formerly comatose body (a member of the Lane family). He was a tool of Nodens in his attempts to thwart Nyarlathotep's many "masks" from awakening the great old ones.

Themes: Silent Hill-ish. Lovecraftian horror. Dreams and dreamscapes. Time and space breaking down and being twisted into meaninglessness. Apocalyptic.

Rolled 3 (1d10)

>>94392373
>>94393620
Forgot the roll, sorry.

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>>94392373
D&D owlkin necromancer. Character is pretty shallow, because it was a oneshot. Peter the Owl is short owlkin necromancer and a loner, he hates socializing, he at times can be a real asshole. He is usually active during night, doing his research. Has fascination towards everything strange and eerie.

Stats:
str 10
int 15
dex 13
wis 13
con 10
cha 13

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>>94392373
FFG/EDGE Studios Star Wars RPG

Archar Perletrader
Consular: Niman Disciple/Padawan

Characteristics: Brawn 2, Agility 2, Intelligence 2, Cunning 2, Willpower 5, Presence 4

Skills: Charm 1, Disciple 2, Leadership 2, Lightsaber 4, Lore 2, Negotiation 2

Force Powers: Bind, Enhance, Influence, Move

A kind of naive Core World working as a bounty hunter around 2 ABY. He captains a beat-up YT-1000 along with his eclectic crew who happen to also mostly be Force Sensitives. He aspires to become a Jedi, and, though he's gotten closer with each adveture, he has no actual connection to the old order or it's actual dogma. From what he's pieced together, he views a Jedi as being a traveling sage who can right wrongs and help people, with wisdom and compassion being paramount. Nearly every tutor he's had along this journey has been someone with a different perspective of the Jedi than his own, including a Sith-trained duelist, a Jensaarai senpai and a Hutt practitioner of Teräs Käsi.

Rolled 2 (1d10)

>>94392373
>>94393685
Forgot to roll

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OP seems to have taken on a shitload of work... but why?

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>>94393935
generating characters for 5 systems, ai art may be involved
let him cook

>>94393935
Because everyone is excited about something that is novel.
I like op for trying something new.

>>94394026
If he's too slow, thread dies before he posts his characters.

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>OP posted 10 hours ago
>I'm sure he'll deliver any minute now

>>94392373
sure a lunar can't match that but the lunar can turn into a cat and judge you.

>>94392373
D&D 5e, a human College of Scribes wizard with the Folk Hero background. An autodidact whose main life goal, despite his innate intellectual curiosity, is to settle down and start his own homestead someday, funded by his earnings from an adventuring career focused on recovering ancient lore and magic items for richer, busier wizards on commission. Likes his women kind and matronly, but not fat.

>>94395670
forgot to roll

Rolled 5 (1d10)

>>94395670
>>94395718
I'm a dumbass, typed the command wrong

>>94392373
What if I have a wifey type of PC?

>>94394125
eh bump the thread then
>>94395810
husbando

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Yatsuki Asako

Air: 3
Earth: 3
Fire: 2
Water: 1
Void: 1

Daughter to a Scorpion mother and Yasuki father, Asako was beautiful, polite, empathetic, intelligent, naive, and almost completely useless. Her eyes were weak
at birth, and she returned from her Gempukku with the heads of five goblins, staggering, blind, and weeping silently. What horror left her so was left to her memory alone, and many said she only
survived at all thanks to the Nezumi. Her mother embraced her and congratulated her, and guided her from then on. Asako focused on the fine details of business under the tutelage of merchants
selected by her mother, and specialized in the arts of the courtier under her mother. She grew into a woman who didn't fit in with the crab clan at all. Instead of strength and size, she could only
boast of flawless manners, polite smiles, and pretty, though useless eyes like white stones. She attended Scorpion Weddings and Scorpion Gempukku, bought thoughtful gifts for her parents guests,
and in general surprised all who met her with delicacy and education that most considered uncharacteristic of her clan, even of a Yatsuki.

Still, what could you expect? With her blindness she'd be useless in battle. A liability on the Kaiu wall, dead weight for a travelling group of Samurai. Being a courtier was all you could expect
of her.

It seemed the ill fate that left her blind repayed her with unnatural luck. Thrice she was under the roof of a murder, a Crane courtier, Shugenja and Bushi, dead with their throats slit. The horse
carrying her shyed just before the bridge ahead was set ablaze by bags of gaijin pepper surrounded by oil, only her skills as a Shugenja saved the merchant family on the bridge from burning to
death, earning her their eternal loyalty. On a night when an assassin murdered the bathing guests of a Scorpion relative of hers, she'd become lost in the bamboo woods by the manor.

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>>94396668
However.


What she firmly declares her 'only true luck' was her betrothal to Kaiu Tangen, a betrothal some called fitting due to his weak lungs leaving him unable to work with the famous crab endurance at
the forges his clan are so famous for, and her eyes leaving her unable to fight, let alone navigate a court unaided. She considers it fitting because she thinks there cannot be a better marriage
than that of a Crab which fools approach and get torn apart by, thinking it a scorpion that lost its tail, to a scorpion that fools approach and get stung by, thinking it a crab with small claws.

Because she is not blind.

She's been lying for seven years.

There is a tiny trace of blessing from the land of shapeshifters in her mother's line, allowing her to see in darkness exactly the same as in pure light. While her vision is actually bad, she can
still see better in the dark than any normal human. She slit the throats of the cranes, she planted the gaijin pepper, she murdered the bathing guests, at her mothers' direction, to strengthen her
clan's position. No one suspects the blind girl.

Now she swears fealty to a husband rather than her mother, and while they still correspond, still plot together, she and her mother agree on her loyalty turning to her husband as the natural course.
She's interested to see where life takes her and her new, dear spouse.

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>>94396668
thanks for delivering anon

>>94396668
>>94396681
To be honest, I believed you ditched your thread.

Rolled 7 (1d10)

>>94392373
Screw it I'll post my oldest active PC (17). System is Digimon Digital Adventures 2E. What kind of arranged marriage bullshit is he getting when he gets out of high school?

https://docs.google.com/spreadsheets/d/1_hxdSMM_EN5qMBPgTSeaBCt5rRdZkW9tvst3MBSbudA/edit?gid=280810788#gid=280810788?usp=sharing

https://drive.google.com/drive/folders/1HkQENum9uMigAmtk7vEjWJoonUTLOCFk?usp=drive_link

Relevant doc is the Player's Companion Beta for character creation (NPCs are built the same as NPCs).

https://docs.google.com/spreadsheets/d/11wfwxWmPyso1N5KPWQ-DI8WEqN7i6KmPHFJ0M7P2C0Q/edit?usp=sharing

here's a blank sheet, you can copy it if you've got a google account (make sure you pick a new folder first/one on your drive).

>>94392373
>Post Election tourists
Oh yes, Donald Trump's victory really brought droves of youths to 4chan.org's Traditional Games forum to talk about 40k and Magic the Gathering..

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>>94392373
I'll take you up on it. System is Shadow of the Demon Lord, the PC is Cal, a Promethean (aka a Frankenstein) (aka mechanically a revenant from the Tombs of the Desolation supplement. He's a lvl 1 rogue with a focus on strength and willpower, less a sneakman and more a count of monte cristo/scarlet pimpernel figure that will evolve into a knight/party face, one by necessity hidden behind a helmet.

He remembers little of his former life other than he was once the child of a noble family murdered (probably) by a necromantic cult that turned him into a freak. He's obsessed with revenge and reclaiming his birthright and while he has a strong moral center it has been bending in his desperation to track down the people that ruined his life. So far he has charmed the two innocent young peasants of the party into following him and is carefully managing a psychotic berserker who could easily kill them all.

Personality-wise he tries to be polite, dignified, and chivalrous but it contrasts with his stiff, uncanny movements and rasping voice, making it harder to get people to trust him. He hides a great deal of insecurity, as while he knows many things pertaining to high society he doesn't doesn't know why he knows them, on account of the missing memories (is he really of noble blood or just a delusional servant? Who was he really? Was he actually not the perfect knight he imagines himself to have been?). He's generally cautious and diplomatic unless the object of his revenge is brought up, at which point reason is thrown to the winds in a desire to find any more leads or just kill some of them. Overall severely going through it and it is going to get worse.

>>94396731
Sorry for the long wait, I hope you enjoy it. If you have any questions or concerns just hit me up, I'll try to answer.

>>94396756
That's fair, but no. You're a few years too late for me to be doing that. God has delivered me from my sinful, flakey past. I praise Him for it.

>>94396830
>>94396868

I'll get to these and the other ones.

Sorry for taking my time between posts. I haven't forgotten the thread, I'm just trying to do a good job on each character.

>>94396901
>I'll get to these and the other ones.
I am >>94396900 I ended up deleting it to repost with more info but cool, take your time

>>94396901
aight lemme clear some things up
so she is a ninja/severed hand courtier/shujenga?
what schools am i missing?

>>94396901
Not a problem, nice to see someone actually fucking doing something that isn't whining about D&Dfinder or MTG on /tg/ for once.

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Playing a somewhat high-power GURPS campaign set ~34 years after an apocalypse. Most of the world is an irradiated hellscape full of mutants, alien artifacts, and bizarre anomalies. The remnants of human civilization are run by cults, corps, PMCs, and NWO wannabes, labored for and protected by slave castes of sapient machines and chimera hybrids.
>Name: everyone just calls him "Mummy" on account of his ghoulish visage and the bandage wrappings beneath his armor
>Dick: Yes
>Age: 32 years
>Tech Level: Campaign TL10, Personal TL12
>Attributes: ST 26; DX 14; IQ 12; HT 14
>Secondary Characteristics: HP 33; Will 18; Per 14; FP 18; Basic Speed 7, Basic Move 10.
>Powers: ESP; Telepathy.
>Racial Traits: Appearance (Monstrous); Bad Sight; Cannot Speak; Radiation Tolerance; Regeneration; Toxic Attack (Always On Radiation Aura, Mitigated by Environment Suit).
>Other Traits: Code of Honor (never again harm a child or innocent); Guilt Complex; High Pain Threshold; Sense of Duty (develop and protect the wasteland settlement of New Zorovska); Trained By A Master; Unfazeable.
>Best Skills: Animal Handling (Pripyat Dragon); Battlesuit; Broadsword; Electronics Operation (Artifacts); Guns (Rifle); Hidden Lore (Precursors); Judo; Karate; Meditation; Poetry; Riding; Survival (Wasteland); Tactics.
>Wildcard Skill: Weirding Way! (all cinematic martial arts skills)
>Signature Gear: Direct Neural Interface; High-Frequency Blade; Powered Exoskeleton; Man-Portable Railgun
>Backstory: orphaned at a young age; adopted by a cult that worships precursor artifacts; raised to become a psi-cybernetic warrior monk; fought for decades as an agent of the cult; became a mutant due to overexposure to radiation; escapes when the cult is destroyed by its rivals; joins up with the party, who makes their base of operations a budding settlement hidden within a forgotten corner of the contaminated zones.
>Note: he has never felt the touch of a woman, and is a total dork.
>>94396901
Godspeed, OP.

>>94396998
She isn't a True ninja, she's a social heavy Shugenja. Her Ninjaness is mostly covered by those two [I can't remember their names] advantages that grant you a shapeshifting related power and knowledge of an unusual foreign weapon [gunpowder in her case] along with having the basics of swordsmanship despite being a shugenja. I'm not an L5R player despite reading a lot of combats and wiki pages, so I only know enough to know that she'd be hilariously un-optimized but the TLDR is:

Competent Shugenja trained by a Courtier to also be good socially. Blindsides people by having some sword/stealth skills and being able to fight with only a small penalty in places where other people are totally blind.

>>94396998
And to expand on her a bit. She's highly dishonorable even for a Scorpion. Her mother took marrying out of the clan as a chance to raise her daughter without oversight, and Asako highly enjoys the comfortable degree of contempt being a Yasuki gets her [Most people: "A samurai stooping to the work of a merchant? Only in the crab clan..."] along with the proximity to petty criminals, smugglers, as well as the courts of other clans, because of the opportunities it provides for her to Crime the fuck out of things. She doesn't do it for purely selfish reasons however, her assassinations and other crimes were to further her mother's goals [the wealth and security of the family] and has transferred that loyalty to her husband. She's ride or die.

>>94397138
Kuni, Shoshi or Yogo trained shujenga?
>>94397203
damn, wife material, legitimate wife material
Tengen is going to have fun reinventing either braille or morse code to have cute private correspondence and blind proofing the future estate

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>>94392666
>"Darlin of my heart you're a bonnie lumberfoot but a lumberfoot all the same. I know that pretty scholar head of yers drifts to the clouds more often than no, but if ye don't keep it in these
bushes then yon beastfolk'll be on ye faster than ye'd be on me if I asked. Heh, that got yer attention aye?- They've spotted us MOVE-"

Thenetys, waystalker of Athel Loren is an oddity among wood elves. She's much less.... Psycho. And surprisingly fond [by Elven standards] of humans. She's often appeared wearing her hood down over her eyes, her scarf up over her mouth, or both, in the meetings of Brettonian lords, Empire counts or even, once, Dwarven nobles, to deliver information she gained using her incredible skills as a scout and assassin. Among humans she wears dark clothing, and usually a long cloak. As much as she's willing to turn humans against her people's enemies, and finds no joy in seeing them die needlessly, she still doesn't love feeling leering eyes of unwashed drunks or the groping hands of arrogant merchants on her, a common problem that led to her doing much stabbing before she learned to avoid attention, as she's actually extremely beautiful by the standards of humans or elves. Marriage, least of all to a human, was not something she expected, but she fell for a kind, MUCH younger celestial wizard whose 'unique' way of seeing things provides her with no end of amusement, and occasionally useful insight, as her practical knowledge grounds him and helps him to look before he leaps to strange conclusions. Her arrows and knives have kept beastfolk, orcs and undead off her 'dear sweet darlin husband'[as she puts it] while he charges a lifesaving spell, and his magic has saved her 'shapely elven arse' [again, her words, punctuated by a smack and a wink at her dear] on several occassions.

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>>94397668
She moves almost silently, and makes as many attacks as possible before giving up a good sniper nest. She prioritizes unarmored foes and those close to her allies, but targets those attacking her husband above all. She prefers meat with fat left on, as fresh as possible and cooked rather than dried. She thinks human food like bread slows you, makes you fat. This is true, and the fat HAS all gone to her thighs. She'd be furious if she realized this, and probably never eat in a tavern again. She often disappears for hours at a time, only to show up with a dead deer over her shoulders, an orc head held by the hair, or directions to avoid a nearby group of foes.

She fears losing her husband, to age or to war, and so is inflexible on having at least three half elves to remember him by. Preferably five. She'd be happier with seven.

>>94397332
I'm thinking Kuni.

Straight up wife material mah dude. Both of those things would work, she'd actually REALLY love if it he came up with something like that. It'd hit all her love language buttons at once.

This thread is quality, anon. tg’s in rare form today. Keep up the good work - may drop one of my pc’s later, see what you have in store.

And thanks for upping the general quality of the board by a league. You’re a radiant soul.

>>94397940
This, for once OP was not a faggot.

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>>94392373
>Runner Name: Pink Slip
>Role: Mystic Adept Face
>Background: Ex-Corpo
>Metatype: Human
>frequent drug user, loves his betameth (Mentor spirit compels him to)
>"You could say my team are gurus in their field, real go-getters. We're a synergistic bunch, and we'd love to collaborate on your project, but let's circle back to that and take a look at these actionable items, shall we?"

Attributes
3 Body
2 Agility
2 Reaction
2 Strength
6 Charisma
2 Intuition
2 Logic
5 Willpower

Skills
Too many to mention, but mostly social shit and spellcasting. He can summon in a pinch, though it isn't his forte.

Positive Qualities
Bilingual (Fluent in Aztlaner Spanish)
Focused Concentration 6 (Can sustain a spell without taking penalties)
Seducer Mentor Spirit (see above)

Negative Qualities
Creature of Comfort (Suffers a social penalty when hanging around in a shitty area for too long. He needs a nice mattress for beauty sleep!)
Incompetent at Close Combat (Self Explanatory)
SINner (UCAS) (A SIN denotes you of being a citizen of a country or corporation. Having a SIN allows you basic rights like being able to vote, ride the bus, and work. However, your biometrics are stored in government databases which Corps have access to.)
Spirit Bane (Spirits of Earth) (Earth spirits resent Pink for summoning them in a hideous, unnatural form)

Adept Powers
Mainly social shit like Cool Resolve. He also has Astral Perception and Enhanced Perception.

Spells
Too many to list. Mainly illusion spells, manipulation spells, and healing spells.

>>94397668
>>94397698
Cute/10

>>94397906
oh right one last thing
she isnt actually blind its just its too bright she cant see?

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>>94392373
His name is Jack Mourningwood. No, I'm not joking.

He's a delver from Heart: The City Beneath-- a Human Cleaver specifically. Basically a hunter who mutates and modifies himself to become a better hunter, communing with the Heart and its unreal energies to improve himself. He was born to a wealthy family but left it behind as a teen to apprentice under another Cleaver-- a huntress (and novelist) named Cassandra Gristol. She has since died and been reborn in The Forest, a sort of Valhalla-type heaven for hunters to ply their trade eternally.

Tall, relatively ordinary looking guy. Handsome but average in height before the mutations, he's now over six feet, with wooden antlers, bone claws, razor-sharp teeth, etc. Despite this he dresses a bit like a Bloodborne character-- nice coat and breeches, dress shirt, hunting boots, etc. Looks a bit out of place that way, but he clings to the trappings of humanity out of fear of losing himself to the transformation.

He has an adopted son-- an infant Drow named Damon who was born with the Witch virus. Jack doesn't really remember how he ended up with him, he was briefly insane at the time, but he's since grown attached and would do anything for him.

> Skills are: Hunt, with a Knack for chasing down prey; Kill, with a Knack for slashing weapons; and Endure, no knacks.
> Domains are: Wild (what it sounds like), Warrens (cramped and crowded places), Desolate (barren and inhospitable) and Cursed (actively living and harmful areas)
> wields a giant bow made of bones, which can fire giant arrows and harpoons, and a Bloodborne-style cleaver
> can temporarily take more monstrous form at the risk of permanent mutation, allowing him to ignore injury and deal significantly more damage
> can eat just about anything to gain new Domains, Skills, or Knacks, deal bonus damage, or heal
> honestly looking for a place to settle down with his son and just do some hunting, but he's surrounded by crazy people.

Whatcha got?

Rolled 5 (1d10)

>>94400142
Damn, rolling.

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>>94392373
>Rifts
Alex Roper, a young man from the New West. When authorities at Lone Star (Coalition State's Texas stronghold) decided his town was harboring too many scholars and D-Bee sympathizers, he joined the defense and ultimately did manage to deal a severe blow that forced the CS troops to retreat. However there are consequences to detonating a fusion charge with no more training than "I hope this works" and Alex was left little more than a charred stump. Fortunately, the town cyberdoc was been one of those D-Bee sympathizers and had a leftover chassis to save Alex's life. Awkwardly, it was meant for a noe slain centaur who had hoped to retain his general appearance when his brain was transferred from an ailing body.
These days the town is abandoned for somewhere further from CS control, and Alex has taken up work as a hired gun with deep discounts for any work that lets him harass the CS.
Generally described as a good guy who wants to be a hardened gunslinger but keeps going back to do the right thing.

Human, Unprincipled alignment
Cyber Humanoid O.C.C. with centaur leg package
IQ 12
ME 12
MA 15
PS 20
PP 20
PE 13 (generally not applicable due to bionics)
PB 14
Spd 176 (max speed 110 mph)
MDC 200
Alex has spent a small fortune on upgrading his chassis, and even more on targeting systems, hidden tools and weapons. He prefers to stay at range in a fight, relying on a variable frequency laser rifle and his immense speed to carry the day, but he can manage at closer ranges with pistols or a vibrosword. He also made a point of learning to handle explosives.

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>>94392915
I'm so torn between Eldar gf and human girl for this one. I just did an Elf Gf for the fantasy one though. Argh. Have an Eldar.]

"Not even a human should be such a poor shot at your age love of mine, meet me at the trophy hall. Not the shooting range, the targets are too close to be a challenge. What? Yes, I called you human, not Mon Keigh, what of it?"

"Your mind is glacial this evening beloved. Watch the stars with me? I'll even partake of Amasec, if I must. It's bearable with your company to take the edge off it."

"I like the look of a boltgun in your hands love of mine. It's Vaulish. it suits you."

Izvara is an Eldar ranger, clad in Alaitoc green, gold and blue. As a starstrider she has spent centuries at a time walking the path of the Outcast, wandering the galaxy in the company of fellow rangers, starstriders of Alaitoc, rarely a human or two, corsairs, or usually, no one. She has been highly wary of humans in particular, due to the Ordo Xenos's delight in capturing and torturing Starstriders of Alaitoc for information. Her travels have often led
her to infiltrate human cities to free fellow Eldar, and, occasionally, to accompany eldar delegations as a bodyguard. But the main focus of her travels for some time has been to observe and counterattack the movements of Necrons, to the point where she's had small pieces of Necron technology infused into her shuriken pistol and ranger long rifle to improve their damage and armor piercing capabilities. On top of that, her custom-made Alaitoc bodysuit has a regenerative, reflective and bulletproof layer of wraithbone and semi-organic fibers that even allows her to make short jaunts into vacuum. It makes her far harder to kill, both due to its to toughness, regeneration, and security measures.

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>>94403473
Additionally, her suit carries an emergency teleportation system, that has saved her life on many occasions [on the tabletop she can move 7 any time an enemy comes within 9 of her. Roll d6, on a 5+ she can make an attack against the enemy if it's within line of sight.]
Also, she has a 3+ Invulnerability save against ranged attacks, and a 5+ invulnerability save against melee attacks, due to her teleportation system. After passing an invulnerability save successfully, she can move 1d6 minus 2.
The man who would become her husband found her in a stasis field surrounded by dead Necrons, once freed she almost turned her rifle on him, but the Rogue Trader explained the situation, and she soon discovered she'd been in stasis for several centuries. After providing her with the spiritstones of the corsairs who'd fought alongside her, she travelled with him, returning spiritstones to the friends and loved ones of those warriors the few times they ran into them. Eventually, the rogue trader offered to change course just to deliver the last of them, this touched her deeply, and once she realized he was genuinely offering out of kindness it was the start of her growing feelings for him.
She proposed to him not many years after, rapid courtship for a human, let alone an Aeldari, but she was determined not to let something slip away again, after she'd lost so many centuries in stasis. She gifted him a piece of tech that would ensure him another century of life, and return him, internally, to the health of a man many years younger [but she didn't undo the grey in his hair, she finds it rather dashing].

On the tabletop she may make a rifle attack once per turn against any one Tyrranid, Necron etc. that regenerates after losing all its health/having all its wounds filled. She may also make a pistol attack if within range.

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>>94403514
She wants half human half Aeldari children.

Her mask is a wraithbone muzzle protecting everyone around her, a psyker's curse means that if she speaks without it she has a small chance of summoning a daemonette of Slaanesh [a nat 10 on a 1d10]. If she attempts to summon one willingly the odds increase by 1, but if she rolls a natural 10 on a willing summon roll the odds are permanently increased by 1.

She will not agree to daemonette threesomes/moresomes.

>>94398674
Glad you like her, there's no face in her pictures just because I couldn't decide if I wanted her to be blonde or brunette or white haired, it's up to the imagination I guess.

>>94399191
Yup, not blind. Light isn't the biggest factor, but yeah, she's got naturally bad vision but not unusable vision. If she gets close to a page with candles nearby she can read, slowly, she can tell people apart if they're close enough, even if only by clothing, it's blurry, but glasses could normalize her vision if it was the modern day. The key thing though, is she can see that well even when it's completely pitch black, so at night she can move around easily when other people are dependent on torch or moonlight. She can rush through lightless halls on a moonless night when anyone else would be hugging the wall and shuffling along.

>>94403744
>Glad you like her, there's no face in her pictures just because I couldn't decide if I wanted her to be blonde or brunette or white haired, it's up to the imagination I guess.
I wasn't expecting art at all, to be honest, so it's a pleasant surprise to have any.

Rolled 8 (1d10)

>>94392373
You're doing a very based thing here, OP. I know you've taken on a lot but I'll throw my hat into the ring as well in the event that you're still doing people when you get this far down in the thread.

Daniel Newton

In 2026, the world collapsed as the plague spread like wildfire, with the legions of the walking dead it left in its wake crushing all before them and killing those who failed to succumb to the pandemic, leaving only scattered survivors, small and rare communities and literal islands of civilisation that managed to pull up the drawbridge in time and persist to the present day of 2052. Being born in 2031, Dan has never known the Old World and grown up amongst its empty streets and decaying buildings and dodging the omnipresent undead threat. His parents tried hard to give him an education with nights spent over ratty old textbooks by lamplight to ensure he wouldn't be some kind of wasteland savage and he possesses an elderly but functioning laptop and solar charger, so he is surprisingly well-educated and tech-literate for a member of the generation born in the wake of the Red Autumn. With the undead untalkative, few humans to talk to and even fewer that wouldn't try and shoot you, he was never well socialised and after his parents failed to return home when he was 17, he's only had his very close but much older brother to consistently talk to save the occasional passerby or bandit and feels very lonely out here. Having restored an old railcar, they seek to travel across the world on the rails in search of true safety and a community to finally call home. Wields a homemade mace, machete and lovingly maintained semi-automatic pistol with heavy leather and denim clothing.

Stats It's a complete bastard of a classless 5e-derived homebrew, don't (you) me
STR: 14
DEX: 14
CON: 12
INT: 16
WIS: 11
CHA: 8

Additional Character Traits
Mechanic
Polyglot
Technological Adept
Socially Inept
Versatile Weapon User
Loud Walker

Rolled 10 (1d10)

>>94392373
Very well, my cooming friend. I will accept your challenge in the form of two of my characters. You may pick whichever you please.

D&D5e
Sir Ordus "the Hammer Knight" Poutzer
Class: 6th level Fighter (Knight subclass)
Race: Human
Background: Knight
52 HP
Str 19
Dex 15
Con 15
Int 10
Wis 11
Cha 14

Skills: Athletics, History, Survival, Persuasion.
Feats: Heavy Armor Master, Mage Slayer, Crusher.

Equipment: Warhammer, Shield, Crossbow Chainmail.

Ordus is a 27 year old standing at 5 feet and 11 inches with a solid build of 214 pounds. He is an Odessan knight from the land of Odesstana,
a union of the Kingdoms of Odessa and Astana which joined together in a personal union two centuries ago. The fertile grasslands of Astana feed
the kingdom while the mountainous terrain of Odessa provides vital mining and an unassailable fortress in wartime. Odesstana is in a state of
perpetual war with the orcish clans to the north, Elf corsairs to the south, and the blood mages of Endar to the west. People from these lands
are warlike and suspicious of both mages and non-humans.

Ordus is cold and stony like the mountains of his homeland. He has a strong sense of justice guided by his religious views and seeks to correct
any mistreatment he finds. Ordus is somewhat unfriendly and can seem callous at times. He is be hard on his squire as he seeks to mold him.
A pale man of dark hair, dark eyes and powerful build. Ordus keeps his hair and beard closely cropped. He has a scar running across his jawline
and rough calloused hands.
While he has an innate sense of justice and a strong desire to defend the weak and slay the wicked, Ordus often fails to properly assess a
situation, simply charging in. He can easily get distracted from his current task if he finds something that he feels is an injustice.

Rolled 2 (1d10)

>>94404073
Since I rolled a 10, I'll roll again here. This one will probably require two posts since I feel his house history is extremely important to his character.

Rogue Trader William Dampier
Weapons Skill 46
Ballistic Skill 33
Strength 32
Toughness 31
Agility 41
Intelligence 41
Perception 31
Willpower 34
Intelligence 53

House Dampier was originally the planetary nobility of an unassuming Imperial World out near the edge of Imperial territory. The family eventually grew hedonistic and decadent, and when a shrine to some dark xenos god was unearthed and sparked a revival of the sport of blood bowl they secretly allowed xenos to come and go from the world in peace in order to participate because it was so new and interesting. This began to sew discontent among the more loyal administrators of the planet and the family was going to need a great deal of money in order to bribe their way out of this problem. Governor Sarvus Dampier II was desperate for wealth, he wasn't too far from a radical regime change and needed wealth to stay in power, so he took to mining the small asteroids in near orbit . Initially profitable but they didn't nearly have the necessary minerals needed to sustain his opulent lifestyle so when prospectors reported valuable ore veins in one of the larger asteroids the Governor took note. Unfortunately the planet didn't have the means to mine the asteroid and harvest its vast wealth.

Therefore they engaged in operation Profit Fall, a radical idea to smash the asteroid into one of the sparsely populated regions of the planet and mining the impact site. He decided to watch the event from space on his magnificent yacht and made an event of it and took many of his loyalist dignitaries with him.

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>>94404082
His plan wasn't precisely calculated and the asteroid had hit the planet with more force that anticipated causing the crust to break away and magma to flood the entire shattered surface. The Governor safe on his yacht had just committed horrible genocide. He immediately had his guards dispose of most of the witnesses only a very few survived these people would become his staff in his rogue trader days. Now planetless he needed a new means to sustain himself, so he came up with a story about how a truly heinous blood sport had been found, indicating chaos had taken root on the planet. Sarvus claimed to have fought a valiant defense against the heretics naturally making sure he sounded like a heroic leader. But even with his brilliant leadership the planet fell and with a tear in his eye he denied the arch enemy his planet killing them before they could open a new eye of terror. He told the story to authorities and most were dubious of his claims but he struck a particular cord with the Ecclesiarch who loved his tale of sacrifice to destroy the heretics. The Ministorum granted him a warrant to reclaim his lost life of wealth in the hopes he would destroy more heretics to do it.

During the Meritech Wars, House Dampier served as mercenaries for Sector Governess Myram Harvala whereupon they accidentally blew up a heretek Titan by overloading a shuttle with ammo to the point where it crashed into the thing. The House's Rogue Trader at the time immediately took credit for the stunning military victory and, after determining there was no other way to profit from the ruins of the Titan, turned them over to the Mechanicus (who has shown preferential treatment to the House ever since under the assumption that the House would make a habit of turning over such artifacts).

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>>94404090

The House has been failing upwards ever since, spinning their every fuck up into an act of heroic daring do, and have become a famous rising star in the Imperium. While they're not very wealthy for a Rogue Trader House (they have a low profit factor for a Rogue Trader House and most of it is probably people willing to extend credit to 'Heroes of the Imperium') they have been upgrading their ancestral ship since the Meritech Wars and they're well positioned for someone with the tiniest iota of sense to take the House reigns and start raking in the throne gelt.
It's a long line of lucky idiots with great spin control.

"For centuries House Dampier have combined blind luck, spin control, nepotism and incompetence into a legacy of heroism known throughout the more credulous portions of the Imperium of Man. Run almost entirely on credit the influential house is a small man who casts a long shadow.

Until recently that man was Horatio Dampier, a Rogue Trader known for his ability to parlay his House's unique situation into personal profit that he spent as quickly as he earned. However, after Horatio brutally cut his own head off in an apparent suicide, the House's Warrant of Trade has fallen into the hands of one William Dampier.

[3/4] (I greatly underestimated the character count on my sheet, last one for real this time)

>>94404100
William is a young lad of 18 clad in the fineries expected of a Rogue Trader. William's neatly combed mop of sandy blonde hair hides beneath a bizarre and intricate helmet meant to imitate the Eldar. Underneath is a handsome but childish looking face that's prone to grinning. at 177cm and looking a tad thin at 64kg, the 17 year old hardly looks like someone who should be the warrant holder. Something that injures his inflated ego greatly. Many people gossip that the young warrant holder would be near useless without his retainers. Something that is probably true, but William is rarely without his entourage.
William Dampier is young, arrogant, and foolish. His love of drink is only matched by his towering ego. Comfortable with deceit, he's always eager to gain an advantage no matter the situation. Despite William's selfish and materialistic nature, he's incredibly loyal to his employees and retainers. Though, ultimately he would probably sacrifice them to save himself if it seemed to be the only prudent option. Regretably for him and his employees, he has xenophliac tendencies and is far less cautious with the cold trade than his seneschal would prefer.
While William is without a doubt smarter than he looks, he is most certainly dumber than he thinks he is.

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>>94404090
Operation Profit Fall and its results is funnier than it has any right being

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>>94400142
Qrd on how this plays? Never heard of this system before. The setting sounds very interesting.
>>94400511
> Awkwardly, it was meant for a noe slain centaur who had hoped to retain his general appearance when his brain was transferred from an ailing body.
I really need to play RIFTS someday. This is great stuff.

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Rolled 3 (1d10)

>>94404073
Got it, nice 10.

>>94404082
The 10 means two wives for the previous one+the results of the roll, you should roll again for William.

>>94404090
>>94404100
>>94404106
Spectacular.

>Xenophiliac tendencies
Daaaagnabit. I probably should have given this rogue trader the Eldar wife and the previous rogue trader the human one. Oh well. The age gap is less creepy with the previous one I suppose. Still, I have a girl in mind for William. I'll roll to see if he gets more than one. Thanks for the story anon what a fuckin ride.

Rolled 8 (1d10)

>>94404287
Sure thing, anon.
Rolling for William.
I caught a small error on his sheet though, it says he's still 17 at one point but I must have missed updating that. Roughly two years have passed in game since the campaign started. He's 18 pushing 19.

>>94404082
>>94404090
>>94404100
>>94404106
I confess I wrote this off as an unnecessarily long wall of text when I first saw it. The more I read though, the more curious I became about what an absolute bastard this Lord Captain must be based off his family history. Any chance I could see his origin path? Any fun stories from the game?

>>94404306
I rolled a 3 but eh, I'll use your roll. William gets two wives.

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>>94404310
Sure, I'm in a hotel room right now with not much else to do and I actually kept all that stuff.

Origin Path is:
Home World: Child of the Dynasty (Honour Amongst One's Peers)
Birthright: Vaunted
Lure of the Void: Chosen by Destiny (Xenophile)
Trials and Travails: Product of Upbringing (Decadent)
Motivation: Fortune
Career: Rogue Trader
Lineage: A Long and Glorious History (My Great-Great Grandfather built this colony) Gained Peer (Adeptus Titanicus) from this.

His ship is the Deus Ex Machina, a Lathe-class Monitor Cruiser with the Ancient and Wise Machine Spirit and Wrested from a Space Hulk history.
His Warrant history is attached in the image.
As for stories, most of them are really just fairly standard Rogue Trader adventures where William and his crew of a seneschal, navigator, Arch-Militant, and our fat and useless NPC void master lie, cheat and steal there way to whatever they can get their hands on. The most exciting thing we did was probably our very first session which kickstarted a catastrophic chain of events caused by our navigator's consistently terrible rolls.

>>94404372
Well tell us about the catastrophic series of events good anon.

>>94393292
Working on this one.

>>94404310
You see, our GM decided that after the Meritech wars, House Dampier had relocated the Eastern Fringe, lest the local Mechanicus expect more daring feats of Titan killing heroism. Things went fairly well at first. we picked up a glorious endeavor of carrying honored relics to Ultramar.
However, on our very first warp jump, every single thing that could have possibly gone wrong did. Our Navigator failed every single test, most by several degrees of failure. Our results were so bad the GM decided we unknowingly jumped all the way to Calixis Sector and several years into the future. He didn't tell us any of this until after the session which was a fun surprise.
In addition to everything else, we accidentally exited the warp dangerously close to the local Imperial world's gravity well. This damaged our ship and could have easily destroyed it if not for our void master NPC succeeding the only noteworthy piloting test he ever passed.
Our GM decided that because we'd torn a hole into reality and exited adjacent to the planetary body, we caused cataclysmic weather disruptions on the surface and accidentally killed almost the entire astropathic choir of the planet while they were in the middle of sending a message (oops).

Unconcerned, William voxed down to the planet to formally announce his arrival to the planetary governor as a Rogue Trader of noble house Dampier. When he arrived on the landing pad to be formally greeted by the Governor in person, he was understandably quite pissed that we'd destroyed most of his astropaths and caused serious weather disruptions that were likely going to impact his tithe. So, the Governor was a bit short to the Lord-Captain and not nearly as polite as he normally would have been.
The lack of courtesy towards one of the Imperium's Rouge Trader's set William off.

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>>94404310
The honored Lord-Captain decided for the crime of discourtesy, we were going to take a few precious days out of our endeavor to ruin the governor's life. We formulated a frankly petty and juvenile plan that set the tone for the rest of the campaign. Our Seneschal and Arch-Militant set about trying to dig up any dirt on the Governor we could use to blackmail him. Meanwhile, William and the Navigator had heard the Governor say something about a sister so we wandered off to find her with the sole goal of Lord-Captain bedding her and then leaving in an act of childish revenge. Surprise surprise, we find her in the hive's local church of the God Emperor. Turns out she's basically a nun. William spends a few hours flirting with her which ends in an invitation to her birthday party in the Governor's palace tonight. Meanwhile the lads find out the Governor is seemingly squeaky clean aside from a love of visiting morbidly obese prostitutes and his recently departed parents.

Once we meet up, no one is deterred. If the Governor has no skeletons in his closet, we'll just frame him as a chaos worshipper. House Dampier has enough chaos history they could probably fake it well enough. We head back to the ship to change and prepare for the party. The plan is for William to deliver a gift of jewelry in a gigantic ice sculpture of the Governor's sister that shoots fireworks flanked by blaring servo-skulls. While this distracting display is taking place, the seneschal will slip away and plant our faked evidence.

The Governor and William trade barbs directly in front of the man's sister while the navigator intentionally makes a nuisance of herself to ensure the guards in the ballroom are only half paying attention to anything else. Our Seneschal Metal Gear Solids his way through the palace, passing all of his stealth checks and eventually makes it to the Governor's personal quarters where he discovers a hidden room.
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>>94404415
I'm waiting on tenterhooks.

>>94404310
Turns out, the Governor actually was a chaos worshipper the entire time and had made a dark pact to remove his parents and older brother with seemingly natural causes so he could smoothly assume power. Our seneschal decides the fake evidence is now unnecessary and torches it to ensure nobody finding any discrepancies between the fake and real stuff. Rushing back to the ballroom, he informs William what he's found.

The Lord-Captain having had his Warrant for all of five minutes stupidly decided to confront the Governor and publicly reveal all this evidence in the middle of the ballroom. His poor sister is obviously shocked that he not only is a heretic but murdered their family. Once William has ensured this girl has had the worst birthday party of her entire life, the Governor predicably orders his guards to draw weapons and seize us. We had earlier decided to leave most of our weapons on the ship to better blend in so the only people carrying guns was the seneschal with his ripper pistol and Arch-Militant with his bolter. William has a best-quality mono-sword, the navigator has her staff, and fat Silus our void master NPC had no weapons and thus, spent the entire fight cowering under a table.

The fight actually goes pretty well thanks to the navigator's lidless stare and the two tearing weapons as William heroically leads from the rear. Unfortunately, the Governor is now dead but his sister through tears at least promises to vouch for us. William and the birthday girl share a night together and we quickly decide to leave lest someone show up to investigate this, or worse, the girl be pregnant.
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>>94404310
At this point, our ship staff informs us according to the navigational computers, we have jumped all the way to the Calixis sector, and as we are extremely far from our dynasty's assets flat broke. We decide to just keep the relics we were supposed to transport as we're 70% certain nobody will come looking for them while we think of how we spin this into another heroic and daring victory in the saga of House Dampier in hopes we can convince the local Ecclisiarchy to extend us a new line of credit in return for these clearly legally acquired saintly relics.

And that's basically the story of how we absolutely donkeyfucked the entire campaign in session one. We moved into the Koronus Expanse where we proceeded to butcher every single warp jump to this day.

>>94404430
>aside from a love of visiting morbidly obese prostitutes
You can’t drop this detail without elaborating how the fuck that even came up.

>>94404470
Basically, the boys decided the best place to start digging for info is in the nicer bars so they make a bunch of inquiry and carouse checks to figure out what kind of places he likes to visit by gossiping with the nobility. They find out there's this high class escort place he frequents and head over there. When the seneschal brides the madame into letting us see which prostitute he likes to visit, he's assailed by the fattest woman he has seen in his entire life. She's so large she can't walk unaided. The Seneschal does his best to get any info from the courtesan but only gets the dead parents detail.
Also, while the Seneschal and Arch-Militant were inside, Silus the void master had to wait outside and ended up getting beaten and robbed. Neither of them particularly liked him though so they kind of just moved on and headed to the meeting point.

>>94404446
I'm having a lot of trouble with picking this one. Hopefully almost done.

>>94404189
It's not as intricately fleshed-out as their other game, Spire: The City Must Fall, but being a bit open-ended does wonders for the horror elements if you know what you're doing.

> Gameplay's intuitive enough, more skills/familiar domains give you more dice, you take the highest result.
> Different types of "stress" inflict different mechanical debuffs (fallout) when you start to accumulate too much.
> characters advance in their class by completing story beats based on their chosen motivation
> can be extremely deadly if you and your table are down with the kind of cruel, sudden death that happens in say, Darkest Dungeon or the Soulsborne games
> or more drawn-out and painful if you're looking for that instead
> Best for short (8-10 session) campaigns where fucked up, flawed people try to accomplish tangible goals and either succeed against all odds or fail miserably.

Jack's almost at the end of his arc-- next session he's going to fight a legendary beast lurking at the edges of his mind, either conquering his fear of inhumanity and settling down with his adopted son, or losing himself to the transformation and becoming a legendary beast in his own right. It's been a brief but wild ride.

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>Almost done
>4 hours later

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>>94405234
Never rush a craftsman unless you’re okay with shoddy workmanship.

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>>94405280
You got me there.

>>94392373
System: Vampire Dark Ages
Nosferatu monk with focus on mental stats and charisma.
Heavy focus on animalism (specifically - powers that deal with the Beast)
Lives in a monastery catacombs, about half of the monks there know about him and consider him a "Monster turned to God" deal
Develops a worldview that combines christianity with path of the beast, preaches it among other kindred.
At one point diablirized his sire after he became feral so that they could continue their work together.
Overall a chill dude with curious mind and scholarly demeanor. Still, hates tremere with burning passion.

>>94404082
>when a shrine to some dark xenos god was unearthed and sparked a revival of the sport of blood bowl they secretly allowed xenos to come and go from the world in peace in order to participate because it was so new and interesting.
BASED

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>>94404189
>I really need to play RIFTS someday
It's certainly among the more gonzo settings

Bump in the hopes that OP is still cooking.

>>94392373
Mutants and Masterminds. This absolute gremlin of a guy is surrounded by bad luck, which he can turn outward to fight bad guys. But since the universe hates him, sometimes those powers go out of control, and he always takes some kind of personal loss even when he wins. He acts like a brat for attention because he's used to his powers making him a pariah, or for causing him to suffer while the world fails to notice or help him.

Yes, that's rough, but I like the idea of a guy whose life sucks, but he wants to try to do good anyway. I'm interested to see what you could cone up with. Power Level is about 7 btw.

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Rolled 7 (1d10)

>>94392373
Pendragon

Sir Alan ap Elad

Size:14
Dexterity:12
Strength:15
Constitution:14
Appearance:14
Distinctive features:long dark hair, dour expression
Famously indulgent and vengeful and cruel. Sir Alan is the son of the late Sir Elad Marshal of county Salisbury and de facto marshal in the wake of The bloody feast of Saint Albans. Sir Alan has always had a taste for the bottle but some years earlier had attempted to swear it off entirely after being indirectly responsible for Prince Madoc's death during the siege of Tintagel having been too drunk to properly guard his post. Unfortunately, the loss of King Uther, his own father, and half of British nobility has forced him back into it as a means to cope.

A strategic mind and and skilled fighting ability would make Sir Alan an excellent candidate for his new title if not for his alcoholism and constant gaming(his other vice). He is a Christian, albeit not overly devout, and is more concerned with the present than his judgment in the afterlife. He is attracted to women, but has never really concerned himself with them, and has only had a handful of flings in the past, prefering the company of a good bottle and better friends to drink with. He is a happy drunk, never getting angry at slights, percieved or otherwise, but has a tendency to drink himself into oblivion. He does have ambition, he is all too willing to attack and conquer neighboring castles and villages for his county(read: himself) and thinks nothing of the people who may get harmed by his actions. He HATES Saxons. He wouldn't mind being Earl himself, but is loyal to Earl Roderick's family, and will dutifully stay in his station. He is wary of the Fey world, but just as curious as any knight seeking adventure would be. Lastly he recognizes how awful his alcoholism is, but can't bring himself to quit.

Pic is the best I could get the AI to make, but I'd like to think he doesn't have a beard.
I can answer any other questions if you have'em OP.

>>94407247
>demanding AI make you a greyscale gigachad instead of bending the machine your will and forcing it to emulate medieval manuscript art
NGMI

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>>94407357
>greyscale gigachad
I'm not a jeet. All I put in was:
>Alcoholic knight with long hair
Pic related is what happened when I put in gigachad

>>94395670
>>94407125
I've got some ideas for these two posts but I'm not OP and don't want to insert myself into his thread without knowing whether or not he wants any help in filling requests. So I guess if he sees this I'll also make some stuff.

I've fed, rested, my brain is no longer burning with stress, and I've come to the following conclusion. Instead of writhing in pain, and to make up for saying I was almost done then going awol, and as thanks for the many bumps you guys have provided:

>>94393292
You get two. You have to pick one per playthrough so to speak but you get two canon options.

>>94407473
I'd be delighted if other people want to get involved! The rules about dice and all that are only for the stuff I write. I doubt the anons will be upset if they get more options.

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>>94393292
>"Wanna make my leg shake~? Wink wink~?"

>"FETCH!" *Gunshot*

>"No you can't stroke- wait, you can see them?!"

>"WOOF~"

Cass was a frightened, pale girl, terrified of sleep. In her dreams she faced dark woods, dark hounds, evil pursuing her. But one day she learned the truth: the wolf in her dreams was the ghost of her parents old dog, trying to protect her from monsters of dream come to feast on her fear. Soon she looked forward to bed every night, getting to play and run in the forests with her wolf protector, learning to fight together against the things in the dark, until one day, she was attacked by a mugger on her way home from school, and her wolf jumped out of her dreams and protected her.

She's not a mage, she lacks real training, but she fights alongside her 'best boy' Bony [her parents called him 'Ebony'] in perfect coordination, and her use of dream magic has turned her hair white and caused her to gain a pair of dog ears and a tail only visible to people who can see magical beings. She can use these traits to increase her senses, night vision and balance to superhuman levels, at the cost of behaving like a wild animal. While this is the case, Bony can act more like a human, even speak if she regresses far enough. Ear scratches help calm her down. Don't try to make fun of how she acted afterwards, she'll spin it around to tease you for petting her, or whatever you did during.

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>>94407621
She gets very affectionate when she drinks, loving to lay her head in her husband's lap and stroke his face, grinning like an idiot. They met at a hotel, when Cass went to sleep she WASN'T attacked in her sleep, and knew something must be wrong. This led her to Charley's room, where together they fought off the emenation of the Thing attempting to feed off his dreams. They went out for a late night drink after [he held back her hair when she threw up] and she was happy to see that Bony would let Charley pet him. What was there for them to do but start dating after that? As a married couple they laugh often, to the point of Cass snorting, which Charley usually teases her about, which usually gets her to throw something at him, which usually leads to more laughter, and/or kissing. They're a pair of melee powerhouses, mma and animalistic aggression side by side, and Bony often materializes to rest his head on Charley's lap or foot and get scratched behind his ears. Bony and Cass agree that Charley's
amazing at it.

Their possible children would be extremely powerful lucid dreamers. Her parents will get along well with him, once they meet, especially her dad.

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>>94393292
Wife option 2, but I don't have time to post her story. I'll get back to you.

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>>94395670
Alright not OP but I've got something for you. You didn't give me much to go off of personality wise so I kind of just filled in the blanks. Art is AI slop sorry if that's not your bag, but I'm not an artist (or a writer really for that matter) and I don't really have the patience to dig through hundreds of images to find what I'm looking for.

Serafina (Sera) Wynne

Born to an unlanded noble family renown for their skill in battle, as the eldest daughter Sera was expected to be married off in an attempt at gaining more political power but luck would not favor the parents as her mother only gave birth to daughters. Now facing a lack of a male heir to their family legacy her father defied tradition and trained his daughter as a knight and soldier.
Sera grew to be a large and powerful woman as skilled and strong as any male and twice as honorable. Her promising career as a knight was cut short after being injured protecting a noble from an ambush while acting as a guard. Whilst not crippling she was left with a bad sense of balance and could no longer ride on horseback for long distances. The noble she protected rewarded her courage with ownership and stewardship over a small hamlet.
She has always viewed her injury as a blessing in disguise. Despite her skill and valor she had always been envious of her younger sisters learning how to present themselves as ladies and getting married whilst she endured harsh lessons in fighting, riding, and tactics. Nowadays Sera watches over the village she earned and helps protect it from the occasional wandering monster.
Whilst passing through her hamlet she met a wizard seemingly very much unlike herself. She was always consumed by duty and the pursuit of martial training. Whilst the wizard was free spirited, fortune seeking, and obsessed with learning. She greatly admires the way he pursues his dream so openly and passionately.
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>>94395670
>>94408036
She highly values their relationship and likes to drag him out of his books to go hunting, riding, and swimming. Whilst not officially married due to her timidity in matters of romance and desire not to hold him back from achieving his dream everyone in their small village considers their marriage a foregone conclusion.

Sorry if it's not your bag but it was fun to come up with nonetheless.

>>94408036
>>94408048
Good job, anon. now show her pregnant

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>>94392373
Fuck it, im game. This the only one i got with no love interest.

Arthur "Swipe", Human Metatype

Stats:
Body - 4
Agility - 6
Reaction- 5
Strength - 3 (4)
Charisma - 3
Intuition - 4
Logic - 3
Willpower - 4
Magic - 6

Skills - The main ones atleast.
Counterspelling - 10
Blades/Clubs/Perception/Pilot Ground Craft/Pistols/Unarmed - 9
Escape Artist/Gymnastics/Locksmith/Palming/Running/Sneaking - 8
Assensing/Automative Mechanic/Freefall/Disguise - 7

Positive Qualities -
Ambidextrous

Negative Qualities - Dependant ( His Vtuber Roommate)
Simsense Vertigo (Internet dont like him)
Spirit Pariah (Spirits do NOT like him)

Mystic Powers
Astral Perception
Combat Sense
Critical Strike (Unarmed)
Eidetic Sense Memory
Improved Physical Attribute (Strength)
Killing Hands (Can throw hands with spirits)
Penetrating Strike
Three Dimensional Memory
Wall Running

(1/2, Gonna put the lore TM and roll in another post)

Rolled 9 (1d10)

>>94392373

Felix Carver (Fighter 15, Battle Master)

STR: 29 (risked his life and 5 levels of exhaustion to grab a belt of Storm Giant's Strength as well as a vial of Meersalm - plot item vital to his religion - from a very dangerous vault). 17 unaugmented
DEX: 20 - main stat
CON: 18
INT: 12
WIS: 14
CHA: 14
Got very lucky with rolled stats and took a few ASI

Proficiencies: Athletics, Animal Handling, Insight, Survival, Persuasion

Feats: Shield Master (Exceptionally useful, allowed him to have the wizard Danger Close artillery strike him and the villain of the day and take no damage), Crusher, Piercer.

Fighting Style: Interception (which has saved his party members from death more than once)

Patron deity: Heironeous (Devout, though not zealous), almost an unpowered Paladin. Once faced a divinely-empowered emissary of Hextor, made a prayer and on a 02 on a d100, was granted similar power by his own deity, and barely scraped in a win.
Background: Folk hero who trained his village to stand up to a corrupt baron, using skills he learned from nearby elves, and has since devoted himself to ridding the world of tyrants.

Personality: Party conscience and brains (despite there being a wizard and cleric present), although in some ways still a bit of a bumpkin. Eager student of war, currently using his +1 INT and carving/battle prowess to negative-space carve 120 woodblocks to use to print his fighting manuscript so he may spread the techniques he learns throughout his adventures. Man of the people, of action, honor and reason, with a slight romantic streak. Fitness enthusiast who nonetheless enjoys the vices of the city, especially alcohol. Charming, diplomatic and friendly, down-to-earth - for the most part. Can be arrogant and ignorant, plus a bit stubborn, and sort of a bully. When wielding a cursed weapon that hurt him rather than the enemy, instead opted to drown the enemy (a troll). Brave, almost a daredevil.

Character limit

>>94408398
>Not many would deny the existence of magic whilst A) being magical in nature and B) living above a talismongers but hey, its not like someone like that exists, right. Oh wait, thats this guy.

>Due to some things he does not want to acknowledge in his past he actively blocks out which totally didnt involve any harrowing magical rituals involving children, He does not believe that magic exists. If he ever encounters magic,he simply explains it away with some technobabble he heard from his Vtuber roommates streams, which usually have a lot of special effects. So much that she takes up 90% of the small apartment they share and he lives in a closet.

>For example, a fiery hell dog about to bite you? Clearly a drone. Look, he can punch it, its clearly not real. You cant punch ghosts, duh. Magical Blood Ritual about to happen? Nah, thats just some DND shit, wont work. Being made LITERALLY invisible and super fast? Nah man, im just built different, i can blend in anywhere. If anyone even tries to say its magic he always finds some completely logical explanation for it, he totally isnt grasping at straws. Clearly there was tiny bombs in that food.

>You’d think that the whole magic denial would make him more of a tech guy, but you’d be wrong. Beyond his beloved dirt bike and his pistol, he tries to say off the grid as MUCH as possible. He keeps his busted as fuck commlink that is effectively just an MP3 player that takes calls in a faraday pocket along with his credstick and fake sin so that no weird deckers can fuck with his stuff. Not that they would since he has no tech on him, Plus he cant even access the internet without throwing up. Hell, his Pistol is an Ares Predator (2050), its so old it doesnt even have smart functionality.

When he isnt running he's usually pretending to be a PI. His cases usually end up with him shooting someone with ADPS or punching a spirit whilst denying its existance. They all hate him for this.

roll+1d10

>>94408457

>>94408457
You need to put dice+1d10 in the options field.

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>>94408457

Rolled 9 (1d10)

>>94408457
Ok NOW it should work

>>94408473
Yeah im an idiot, i forgot it was dice and not roll. Im lucky i didnt type /r 1d10 like its foundry.

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>>94408457
psst, rolls on /tg/ and /qst/ look like this. In this case, it would just be dice+1d10.

At this rate it’s going to take OP several threads just to work through this thread’s backlog.
Godspeed, fren.

>>94408480
>>94408486
It may be almost 2AM and i'd had to spend about 45 minutes typing out this dumbasses description and then having to condense it down to under 2K characters. the funniest part is that i went to the sticky, READ IT, and then instantly forgot it was dice and not roll and thats in its in the options field. Thats what this fuck up was here. >>94408461

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>>94392373
Susannah Maria Albrecht, Bard extraordinaire

level 20, we started at like 10 though.
Computer blew up, so I have to go off memory for her stats until I get the data recovered.

Strength: 4
Dex: 20
CON: 10
INT: 18
WIS: 14 but got an item to bring it up to 19
Charisma: 20

level 4, 8 etc. were mostly spent on stat increases and IIRC Skill Expert.

Subclass: Lore bard. Absolute nerd inspired and endeared by stories of adventurers past, wanting to travel and adventure to get her own story into the annals of history.

Her overarching goal is to collect enough knowledge, power, magical items and allies to break a group of her most beloved heroes out of Asmodeus' grasp.

Personalitywise, she's very kind and chipper, if neurotic. She obviously prefers to solve things with either her intellect or words, and usually succeeds if the party doesn't get in the way. She's a pacifist, in that she'll only kill in the most extreme cases of self-defense, and even then she feels bad about it. Having grown up as a bookish child, she ended up not having a lot of friends until she was admitted to bard college by her retired adventurer parents (Merchant's son abjuration wizard dad and Icewind Dale Wildfire druid mom), which she accepted due to not wanting to disappoint them, and took to it. Still learning her own self-worth and confidence even after burning her one time casting Wish to solve a war, insists anybody else could and would've done as much. Admires others a lot, and has a sharp eye for what they do well and what needs improvement (her Cutting Words is just unsolicited critique). She can't be mean (no Vicious mockery), and hates mind control/Enchantment spells about as much as violent spells and necromancy.
She loves anything beautiful, and is quite artistically inclined, and despite most often playing music as her bardic performance, her greatest talent is acting (has the Actor feat). She refuses to take Disguise Self because she loves dressing up in costumes.

>>94408577
>level 20
>strength 4
If I were your GM I would have been tempted several times to kill you through attribute damage.

>>94408591
The DM much preferred grappling enemies. Ogres, ropers, anything incredibly fucking strong and/or stretchy. But you are right, that would be the way to go.
The way she did go down (Full HP to unconscious in a single attack) was an assassin striking from the shadows with poisoned weaponry, so there's not a lack of weaknesses to exploit exactly.
I enjoy having at least one weak stat, makes for good contrast with the rest of the party.

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>>94408610
>grappling ogres and ropers against booba the weak and slippery bard
Your DM is a sick man.

>>94408632
Kek, I never even really thought of that but you are of course completely fucking right, I should needle him about that

>>94408036
>>94408048
Wow. Thank you, anon, I'm touched that you put so much effort into fleshing out this idea.

>>94392373
Best thread on the board right now. Great idea, OP.

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>>94407125
Alright I've got your wife made for this guy again not sure if you'll like what I've come up with but I thought it was most fitting for the way he was described.

Norah McKinney

Biography

Norah never had much in life, she grew up poor in one of the roughest neighborhoods of the city. She was born to a single mother and never knew her father, her mother was both physically and emotionally abusive so she coped by stealing whatever alcohol she could find although it only made things worse. When she turned 16 she got a job an apartment and left her mom without so much as a note telling her where to look they haven't spoken since. Unfortunately life didn't get any easier for a small young girl working whatever jobs she could. Most men around her were predatory although what little good her mom did teach her was how to look out for bad men.
It was in her 20s after a string of bad luck where she found herself looking over the edge of a bridge and wondering if it would be better to just go over. She had lost her most recent job thanks to a coworker lying about the booze in the break room being hers, she was overdue on rent for the month, and was already banned from the local homeless shelter after a run in with one of the influential donors trying to get handsy with her, punching him had felt good at the time but it was definitely coming back to bite her now.
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>>94407125
>>94408960
Her mental downward spiral was broken by a stranger calling out to her. She thought it was going to be some good samaritan type trying to save her but instead she got some goon ranting about how bad his own life was. The absurdity of the situation made her laugh which made him laugh as well. She talked to him for hours after that both of them taking turns lamenting over their lives and how things never seem to go right for either of them. By the end of the conversation she had already fallen for him, he complained a lot to be sure but no matter what he always saw the good in the world even when it got difficult something she thought she had long since given up on. Over the next few months they continued to see one another once a week and when she got evicted they moved in together. With his help she quit drinking (mostly) and finally found a job at a nice restaurant. And with enough badgering she even got her ever complaining boyfriend to propose to her.

Personality

Norah is at heart sweet girl who never got a chance to be that, she tends to affect bitchiness as a defense mechanism and has a hard time letting her guard down especially around strangers. She views her husband as a good luck charm in spite of his powers and sees him as a real hero despite what the world around her says because he was the first truly good thing to come into her life and helped her change for the better despite his unending snark. Whilst the problems caused by his powers cause her consternation nearly daily she wouldn't trade her relationship for the world. When she gets drunk she gets very cuddly because she it makes her remember her days of being alone. She hates being reminded of this embarassing fact when she sobers up again though.
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Hope you get some ideas out of this even if it's not exactly what you were hoping for.

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>>94407884
Back and I'll get on this in a bit.

>>94408036
>>94408048
>myman.jpeg
Good job dude. I'll probably contribute another there as well eventually but don't consider it a replacement if I do, you did good.

>>94408398
Shadowrun, right?

>>94408577
Husbando on the way

>>94409084
.....Yes. I totally forgot i deleted the fact he's from shadowrun in my attempt to get it down to 2K characters. God im an idiot.

>>94409152
Shh. It's fine, you're just tired. And according to this: >>94408485 Your boy's got two wives on the way.

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>>94404090
> whereupon they accidentally blew up a heretek Titan by overloading a shuttle with ammo to the point where it crashed into the thing.

OP might have bitten over more than he can chew

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>>94392373
System: D&D 5e
Name: David
Race: Human
Class: Rogue

STR: 6
DEX: 25
CON: 15
INT: 6
WIS: 14
CHA: 6

I initially based the character off of Solid Snake and Big Boss, but he's changed as the campaign progressed (Not in the normal sense, it's a weird campaign)

Born in the settings central kingdom, he did not have what one would consider a good upbringing. His mother died at a young age and his father would always be out drinking for days to weeks at a time. This would leave David roaming the streets in search of food or water. On one of these hunts, he would stumble across a lady who was the leader of a mercenary group. He decides to join them (around 12 to 14 years old) and becomes a pupil of the lady. She would be the one who teaches David his rogue skills. Years later, they would be separated due to plot shenanigans.

Appearance wise he has a dirty blonde mullet with a navy blue bandana around on his head. He sports a suit that looks like Agent 47's suit and is strapped with at least eight different firearms. His posture is always strange due to his joints being modified during the campaign (allowed for a dexterity buff). Lastly, his right arm is a skeleton hand with a skull ring fixed onto it.

He holds the dream of world peace but lacks the intelligence to actually make it come true. By the end of the campaign, he is supposed to become the Horseman of Death (which I believe will see him completely lose all of his flesh and become a skeleton man with guns)

>>94392373
>Describe your current PC, his build and the system he's from and I'll build him a wifey.
Pls no, he has enough wives as it is. Any more the whole nation might be at risk!

Rolled 6 (1d10)

>>94392373
System: D&D 5e
Name: Achilleus
Race: Mura (Homebrew mouse race)
Class: Rogue (Scout subclass)
STR: 9
DEX: 20
CON: 14
INT: 14
WIS: 12
CHA: 8

A mouse from fantasy Greece which is ruled by the fantasy Roman Empire. An Auxilia in the army that was sent far far away to a frigid, unpleasant garrison at the edge of the empire. As the last survivor of a barbarian ambush he was given the party, a group of intelligence agents sent from fantasy Rome itself, to act as a guide and support them in the field. He's a reluctant soldier at best, but a steady hand with his sling, capable of escaping danger in a flash, and a ready scout able to navigate the wilds of the barbarian north, even if he'd much rather be at home. He joined the military in the hopes of acquiring citizenship through service and better the life of his 12 sisters at home.

He's been harangued, kidnapped, and attacked by Fey, Human barbarians, Ogres, Giants, Drow, Dwarves, and the incomprehensible chaos that lives in the world beneath the world. Yet through it all he's grit his teeth and born it in dogged determination not to fail in his duties and bring shame on his family.

>>94408965
She's very cute and I like it. Thank you.

Him being posed as a conplaining goon is also pretty funny.

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>>94392373
Lancer
» Samantha Kolt // HARDHAT «
Mechanic, LL6
[ SKILL TRIGGERS ]
Apply Fists to Faces (+4), Hack or Fix (+6),
Invent or Create (+6), Take Control (+4)
[ GEAR ]
Assault Hardsuit, Light Signature,
Heavy A/C, Handheld Printer,
Antiphoton Visor, Mag-Clamps
[ MECH SKILLS ]
GRIT:3 // H:2 A:2 S:0 E:4
[ TALENTS ]
Grease Monkey 3, Nuclear Cavalier 2,
Black Thumb 2, Engineer 2
[ LICENSES ]
IPS-N Drake 3, HA Sherman 3

Samantha, or Sam for short is a mech pilot and engineer/mechanic for Sterling Colony, a recently founded colony only about a generation old funded largely by IPS-N on an earth-like planet called Tempest, named after its pervasive weather patterns.
Sam grew up on this hostile jungle planet, sharpening her into the tough and no-nonsense young woman she's become, but also has a lot of self expectations to live up to for several reasons. The first is being the daughter of the elected burgomaster of the colony whom she has immense respect for and looks up to, not just as her father but her mentor. She is also among the first naturally born people of the colony following the incubated clones and founding members. The harshness of the world around her and the sense of community from the people she lives with have not just made her tough and sharp, but forged an iron strong sense of loyalty and duty to her family and friends of the colony. She wakes every day and spares no expense putting her talents to work for her home.
She has a very tomboyish disposition, and a somewhat notoriously short temper. She's not one for dealing with bullshit, and can also be quite spontaneous, if straightforward.

In terms of game mechanics, she pilots a Drake with the formidable Leviathan Heavy Assault Cannon, has a largely engineering focus for her stat spread to ramp up her heat management capabilities, and uses Sherman systems and aggressive overcharging to push the otherwise sluggish and defensive frame into an aggressive fighter type of mech.

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>>94414368
Mech build
-- IPS-N Drake @ LL6 -- //THUNDER CHILD
[ LICENSES ]
IPS-N Drake 3, HA Sherman 3
[ CORE BONUSES ]
Auto-Stabilizing Hardpoints, Superior by Design
[ TALENTS ]
Grease Monkey 3, Nuclear Cavalier 2, Black Thumb 2, Engineer 2
[ STATS ]
HULL:2 AGI:2 SYS:0 ENGI:4
STRUCTURE:4 HP:17 ARMOR:3
STRESS:4 HEATCAP:11 REPAIR:6
TECH ATK:0 LIMITED:+2
SPD:4 EVA:8 EDEF:6 SENSE:10 SAVE:13
[ WEAPONS ]
Integrated: Prototype Weapon II
MAIN MOUNT: Concussion Missiles
MAIN MOUNT: SUPERHEAVY WEAPON BRACING
HEAVY MOUNT: Leviathan Heavy Assault Cannon // Auto-Stabilizing Hardpoints
[ SYSTEMS ]
Aegis Shield Generator x3, ASURA-Class NHP x3, Personalizations, Turret Drones x5

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>>94392373
How about a genderflip for a husbando? They're one I've used in a couple of short-lived campaigns (and plan to again in the future) but frankly I think they're more interesting than my current character.

Name: Alexia van Buren
System - Fallout VnD
STR: 8
PER: 6
END: 7
CHA: 4
INT: 6
AGI: 5
LCK: 6

Rough, tough, crude and only a couple of inches off six feet tall, Alexia lives with her brother in an old gold mine in the Black Mountains of Nevada near Dolan Springs after their parents left to become NCR traders, beneath notice in the NCR-Legion borderlands and making a living on prospecting for scraps of gold. A mean drunk, she varies between starting bar fights and playing the banjo at the local saloon while smoking like a chimney, but won't touch chems. Despite being rude and standoffish to strangers, her attitude does a total 180 around friends and people she respects and she'll always do the right thing when nobody's looking (but not without much grumbling) with more ingenuity than people expect. While leery of both NCR and Legion, she passionately hates Fiends and other bandit types after years of fending them off. Carries a 2x4 she refers to as her talking stick and collects pre-war comic books on the DL (she thinks she's subtle, but everyone knows already). While she won't admit this to anyone, she worries a lot for her parents.
Adept at tunnel navigation and explosives, she always makes sure to have some boom on her person and sometimes lights it with a cig if she doesn't have a detonator handy though she usually uses a Browning AR or her trademark pickaxe in a fight.

>>94412155
I gotta agree with this anon, OP. If you're doing 1/day, it's clear the queue is just going to keep getting longer and longer at a faster rate than you can keep up with. You've already got weeks worth in this thread to do, you might want to close submissions while you work on the requests you've already got and open them back up again later if you want to keep taking them.

>>94414368
Hi chum.

>>94414368
>Alright which of you lot is looking at the chan?
Alright why are you asking for a wife m8? Already got a hot bitch mechanic with nuclear cavalier, can't get much hotter than that.

Faustus Cassius

Cleric in Dark Heresy

Hes a laid back man who loves The Emperor, and is happy to uh..."bend" the word of the emperor or make up scripture on the spot to justify or support his teams missions. He's also a shameless womanizer and smoker and has taken a Vow of Poverty in the name of The Emperor, though wheneve rhe is caught with one or two ladies of women, sometimes of the faith(The Ecclesiarc or the Mechanicum, he isnt picky) hes quick to remind people he took a vow of poverty, not a vow of chastity.

Hes a brawny man looking like an old irish preacher who almost always has a cigarette and has a nasty and jagged scar down the left side of his face.

dice+1d10

Rolled 10 (1d10)

>>94415720
fucked that one up

>>94415746
oh my

Someone should help OP shoulder the mantle of waifu-making. I guess I could try, though I'd not be very good.

>>94415882
Not OP but we'd all probably appreciate it.

Rolled 2 (1d10)

Valen Nailo

DnD 5E.

Str: 21(gauntlets of Ogre Strength, 15 normally due to lycanthropy)
Dex: 20
Con: 14
Int: 18
Wis: 12
Cha: 10

Valen's a pretty laid back guy who just wants to help people and travel the world, though the latter goal has taken a back seat since he was adopted by an 8 year old girl named Katie. Ironically, she was the one who made him a werewolf, though both have been cured thanks to an old elven ritual, with the only remnants being the werewolfs strength and the ability to turn into a slightly larger than normal wolf..

He's traveled through the Underdark more than once and been enslaved by the Drow twice in his 114 years of life, and in doing so has developed an unfortunate genocidal hatred for the drow. When a minor plane of Order crashed into the Valen's home plane and unleashed ravenous beasts that led to the extinction of the Drow, he didnt shed a tear.

Generally Valen is very slow to anger and tries his best to do the good and right thing, if not always the lawful thing, but his time cursed and the multiple threats to his daughter, brother, and friends have built an almost explosive temper and a cold and calculating sense of revenge when pushed. More than once people have been made to vanish because theyve crossed the wrong line. He's covered in scars from various battles but still has an easy smile.

Rolled 10 (1d10)

>>94415746

>>94416151
We're a third of the way to autosage and OP has gotten to a total of three characters while another anon has done too. At this stage in the queue, you aren't getting a wife.

>>94416165
*Two, Jesus.

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>>94408610
>The DM much preferred grappling enemies. Ogres, ropers, anything incredibly fucking strong and/or stretchy.
Would this happen to be a photo of your GM?

>>94416159
mother fucker did you roll 10 TWICE? ISNT THAT 4 WIVES MINIMUM?

>>94416165
I'm the other anon filling requests and I"m still around and looking to try my hand at a few more wives. Going to stick to one per person because of the sheer volume of requests (and because pure love is the most patrician fetish). Currently about to work on something for >>94408444

My main problem is not having a great knowledge of some of the settings presented and not being confident in my ability to present them accurately.

>>94416262
I wouldn't worry about that. I feel like most people can ignore or justify setting inconsistencies.

>>94416204
I think 11 minimum, OP said on a 10 you roll again and add the result. So you could get anywhere from 1 to 10 extra waifus.

>>94392373
D&D 5e
Krakk, Goblin Monk (6th level)
STR 10
DEX 20
CON 12
INT 12
WIS 16
CHA 10

Krakk's a marine in the Aldimar Navy; he's on campaign to explore and potentially colonize a new continent. His recent exploits include assassinating a 9th level Rogue, blowing up a ship full of Dragonborn cultists to Tiamat and absconding with some of its hold, being stranded on a desert island after rowing for two days straight and contracting radiation poisoning after coming into contact with a strange magical artifact.

>>94416310
>notorious womanizer
>Actual harem
At least it's accurate.

>>94416186
I think he was just a sperg who looked in the monster manual for stuff that wasn't too hard to deal with, but could be inconvenient.
Though I am prone to believing the best about people, so...you could be right

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>>94416165
Make this a reoccurring thread. That way, those of us who haven't received a wife can get one in the future, and anons interested in creating wives can work their autism magic. Its certainly a lot more interesting of a thread than the coomerbait shit, or pic related.

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>>94408444
Sort of feel like I might have went overboard on this one. Her backstory ended up being a bit longer than I thought I had the idea but didn't realize how long it would take to express. Anyways hope you like muscle girls.

Anna Stenvall (Priestess of Kord)

Biography

In the countryside one must be strong in order to survive. Harvesting, hunting, and raising livestock takes muscle and the will to work hard. Anna was never particularly blessed with the former but always had the latter in spades. As a child Anna was weak and sickly but always worked as hard as her body would allow her to. Her life was changed when she met a traveling cleric who worshipped the deity Kord. He was a faithful man and had everything Anna wanted a strong body, a vibrant smile, and endless energy. He stayed in town a few days and she met with him as much as she could. He listened to her intently and told stories about his deity and duties as a cleric. When it was time for him to leave he encouraged her to always strive to be the person she wanted to be. That night Anna began training her body and praying to Kord herself in the hopes that she would be granted the strength that she had always lacked. Her training mostly proved unfruitful, yet she continued both training and praying never giving up her faith that eventually she would become what she wanted.

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>>94414635
>>94414816
God I wish discord troons would just kill themselves already

>>94408444
>>94417083

When she came of age she was determined to journey to find a temple of Kord and become a proper priestess, her parents tried to forbid her but she was determined and nothing would change her mind so they helped her pack and sent her off unsure if she would ever come back. Her journey was harsh and she nearly died many times, however thanks to her iron will and kindness she was able to connect with people and was helped many times along the way. Eventually she found herself at the threshold of a temple with many injuries and a smile. The priests there healed her wounds and allowed her to rest for a few days. When she was recovered she requested to become an initiate at their temple and she was promply refused for the same reason she sought them in the first place her weak body.
It was her final day in the temple and she spent it in prayer for hours refusing to give up after coming so far until she finally passed out. That night her body changed Kord had heard her and seen her willpower and strength of character and blessed her with the piece she was missing, the strength. The blessing remade her body into one befitting a devout worshipper of Kord. Upon waking up and realizing what had happened she immediately went to the head of the church and demanded to be made an initiate issuing an open challenge to anyone who would deny her, however she was quickly accepted without question given the obvious blessing and devotion she showed. She naturally excelled in her priestly training and quickly graduated from being an initiate. Once a proper priest she decided to leave the temple to thank those that had helped her and inspire others like her.

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>>94408444
>>94417083
>>94417089

It was during those travels that she met a man. He was brave (sometimes to the point of stupidity), skilled, kind, and at times a bit of an ass. He reminded her of all the things she had aspired to be and yet also made her a bit nostalgic for her peaceful farm home. She accompanied him for a time and they grew close during the battles they fought and the conversations and drinks they shared. Eventually she admitted that she loved him and wouldn't take no for an answer. How could he refuse?

Personality

Anna is first and foremost a woman with an iron will. She will refuse to bend to anyone once she has made a decision and usually has the strength to back it up. Fortunately that also extends to her love as she has decided on Felix as her one and only. Being a follower of the god of strength she's competitive and often will compete with Felix on anything from wrestling, hunting, or even drinking. Despite her strong will and competitive streak though she's an old fashioned farm girl at heart and loves it when her man takes care of her.

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Sorry if it's a little sparse on the details of the actual romance I'm trying not to step on the actual PCs because y'know they're not mine.

Enjoy your wife or don't I'm not too pressed either way.

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>>94417094
>>94417089
>>94417083
Holy moly, Anon, thanks!
She seems pretty bro-tier, nicely complex and definitely someone Felix'd get along with, and this could definitely be a good marriage.
The only possible hurdle I could see is that he grew up with a pretty traditional view of gender roles, and so a musclegirl tomboy might be a hard initial sell when he's used to that being the man's role. But as a dedicated improv roleplay enthusiast, I find that just opens the doors for having his views challenged and perhaps amended.
Also, this is definitely colored by me the player not being into muscle mommies at all despite that being the hot, hip new thing

>>94419537
Yeah sorry I missed the mark honestly more than the character build I wished people included more of their character’s preferences. I figure people are here more for the character rather than the minutia of build autism of their fictional wife.
Far as Anna goes she’s definitely a tomboy but also traditional. She grew up on a farm and her faith demands strength but she does enjoy being taken care of in her private moments. Her mother was very much the classic wife type and she admired her quite a bit and spent a lot of time with her. So I could see it going either way or both ways really. Felix becoming more open minded on what the role of a woman is and her also becoming able to separate her role as priestess and role as a wife and being a bit softer and more feminine in private.

Plus it also gives you the trite trope of a side of her only you get to see which I’m a sucker for.

Anyway thanks for the kind words man.

>>94408398
>>94414628

Currently I’m looking at these two characters next. Got some loose ideas for both of them that I need to make coherent.

>>94414628

Not OP, but I made an effort, I hope you like him.

Victor Franklin is a capable man who believes both words and bullets should be saved for when they matter.

Growing up under the wing of the NCR, he proved to be an exceptional sharpshooter and survivalist, mentored by a former Great Khans member who had a change of heart, but tended to feel ill at ease around the fake smiles and corruption that abounded.

Already more at peace roving the vast Nevada Desert on various recon missions, the already independently-minded Victor slowly grew more and more distant from the NCR, and eventually chose to part with them, although whether he let them know or not, he doesn't volunteer easily.

Victor believes in actions over words, and has a knack for seeing a person for who they are, deep down. Methodical, observant and patient, he hates rushing into action without thinking first, and always does his best to have at least two backups or redundancies, a habit formed from having to rely on himself more than anyone else.
Vic's weakest sides is his painfully average Strength and low Charisma, born from his taciturn nature and lack of proper socialization, and his resistance to receiving help is unhelpful and infuriating.
Vic lacks purpose, and needs someone to pry him out of his shell to reveal the sensitive, well-reflected guy beneath the stoic bravado.
His greatest earthly joy is Sunset Sarsaparilla, and he has attempted to use his understanding of cooking to replicate the flavor on many an occasion.

Victor prefers to engage from a distance with a well-maintained, high-calibre rifle, although for close encounters he does carry a revolver for its power and lesser tendency to jam. If all else fails, or he needs to be stealthy, he keeps a long, sharp knife handy. Despite never attaining the rank, he did abscond with some NCR Ranger gear that he's since filed the serial numbers off so to speak.

char limit

>>94420815
>>94414628

Victor is a tall fella on the wiry side of things, with brown hair and sharp eyes the color of rain clouds. He's fit in an enduring sort of way, and can walk for days on little sleep without complaining much, and never complains about temperature or any wound taken (and he does have a good few scars to tell of misadventures, or times he had to help defend the NCR from Legion attack).

While not prone to shaving, he naturally has next to no beard growth, and his features are unmistakeably manly in a hawkish, angular way.

Vic generally doesn't make a decision uninformed, and sometimes that does lead to him refusing to take a shot if he's uncertain about the consequences, even if he has a Fiend or similar enemy in his sights, believing in judging people as individuals, within reason.
At the bottom of it all, he wants to believe in the inherent goodness of people, despite seeing so much ugliness.

I imagine he'd be quite patient with Alexia, unruffled by her bristling and standoffish facade, and willing to put in the time to earn her trust by not forcing it, content to silently support her until she feels comfortable, and in return finding her endearing, a diamond, even if rough around the edges.

Alright, that's all I've got, I'm sorry if it's not very good, consider him a bonus husbando

Do you think we could do a secret santa version of this thread somehow down the road? You know since other anons are pitching it. Could be a fun idea.

>>94400142
>>94400163
Update!
> Campaign finished
> Jack was the last survivor
> Junk Mage wanted to use his witch son as a ritual component, brutal PvP ensued.
> Jack wins and fulfills his Zenith beat, so when he dies he'll go to that hunter valhalla afterlife.
> Ends up establishing a Landmark in an underground forest
> It's a big hunting lodge where he adopts lost children and welcomes weary travelers
> teaches all he meets to survive
> Keeps a pot of perpetual stew on the fire, renewing it with meat from their hunts.
> He mutates like hell until he's a very large, very strange creature, and changed his name.
> People know him as Mournival the Hunter now, and his home is The Hunter's Lodge.

I don't think OP's gonna get to him desu, but I thought you guys might like knowing him and Damon got a happy ending.

>>94421216
Don't be hard on yourself. I think you whacked the nail more or less on the head - someone who can both keep up with her, put up with her and stand by her side and the patience and persistence to slowly pry away her delinquent persona and have the same done in turn. That could come in many forms, whether a kindred spirit or a mirroring image of herself. Alexia is, after all, an idealist at heart, she's just been hardened by a rough life and equally rough company like so many in the wasteland and buried it deep. With a close, supportive person or group of people she can dedicate herself to and let her guard down around, she's more or less guaranteed to undergo a major character development arc. Alexia is the eighth generation of a wastelander family to often live fast and die young and she knows it - after her sharp edges get sanded down and she mellows out, she'd definitely make a big effort to get over her own bad habits and vices and make sure her own children (of which she would eventually find herself wanting several) have a more free and stable life to break the "Mojave trash" cycle and make sure that toxic lifestyle ends with her and demonstrating how far she'd come as a person from the habitually drunk asshole throwing punches and curses at the bar.

Have a bonus backstory tidbit. Alexia's paternal great^7-grandfather was a Dutch engineer who, having fled the violence of the European Civil War to Canada as a young man, was promptly shanghaid into working on projects in Nevada following the American takeover of Canada, surviving the Great War in rural towns that avoided the bombs, though the fallout exposure would lead to his death of leukaemia several years postwar (no ghoulification for you, unfortunately). Fortunately, his sacrifices would save his children from the same fate as they became the first generation of VB wastelanders.
Her name is also a nod to Fallout VB, of course.

People still making waifus or nah?

>>94392373
(Husbando or waifu is fine here, she's not very discriminating)

Serenity RPG

Valentina Labov is a pilot from a core world. Coming from a firmly middle class and bourgeois family, she was studying physics at university when the Unification War broke out. Partly from patriotism but mostly from boredom, she enlisted, where aptitude exams made her a pilot. Second Lieutenant Labov was an excellent pilot, and much to her disappointment kept getting promoted until Commander Labov was in charge of a patrol vessel, which she commanded until war's end.

She was demobilized, finished her degree, and then sought out work as a pilot. She doesn't like boring stuff like piloting freighters on regular routes, but has some trouble getting work on smaller ships because captains are afraid that her rank will make her want to take command (she doesn't, she just wants to fly).

She just finished a contract on a Firefly doing mineral surveys on outer planets, and is once again trying to find work with a small, weird ship that will let her go to new and exciting places and pilot in new and exciting ways.

On ship she is deadly serious, because she's used to being the best pilot aboard and knows that she needs to be ready at any time, even off-shift. And she's happy to sleep in the pilot's chair. She has a slight tendency to issue orders under stress, but if corrected will apologize and stop doing so, and when that happens she spends a couple days being obsequious to the captain.

Off-ship, she's a complete party girl, drinking heroic amounts, doing whatever drugs are available, and screwing anything with a pulse and pretty eyes. She never has any savings since her salary goes straight down her throat or up her nose - though to be fair, she doesn't usually buy her own drinks.

Like all good pilots, she's incredibly arrogant, but she's learned to pushing it down a little so her shipmates don't throw her overboard.

>>94422287
Oh, and she doesn't give a shit about Browncoats or Purplebellies. She'll be the first to insult the Alliance military, of whom she does not have a very high opinion. In fact, she admires the Independent blockade runners, who she considers to have been one-and-all better than the stuffy, by-the-books pilots the Alliance had.

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>>94393292
Disgusted with how long this took me. Hope you're still around. Your second option.

>"Touching is free, looking will cost you. No, I didn't get that the wrong way around. C'mere~"

>"If you get killed I'm killing you. Don't die."

>"Hey uh, if you had to guess, how ol- what birthday do you think I had last? T-twenty-what?... Get on the bed."

>"Everyone has a plan until they get a stiletto in the mouth."

Gorgeous, funny, tall, effortlessly sensual. Meiling has it all. Oh, and a lifelong duty to protect her city from the eldritch horror sealed beneath her family manor. Half-Chinese, Half-French, 5'10 in heels, she's trained from birth in martial arts and upper class manners, but learned to ride a motorbike and wear tight leather jackets by herself. The horror below her manor knows that she's the current family guardian, and that the seal is dependent on her regular visits to recharge it, and while weak, the monster can still spawn lesser evils to try and kill her. As such, she's had many chances to put her blackbelt level fighting skills to the test, usually enhanced by the draconic body armor her magic allows her to conjure, a bodysuit that intimates all who see it when she first dons it, and grants her superhuman striking force and movement speed.

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>>94422470
She's in her thirties, and still looks ten years younger, but she's anxious about it. She's lived as normal a life as possible while still being a millionaire heiress with a taste for cocktails and motorbikes, but she's never had real friends in that time, or never many, there simply aren't many people she can trust with knowledge of her duties, even mages are usually more interested in the monster beneath the manor's powers than in helping her contain it. She has good acting skills, and has often used them to go undercover to spy on cultists whose rituals could summon minions of the horror. It was how she first met Charles. She was undercover as an implausibly hot waitress at a bar frequented by mages, and spilled a drink to, [along with her cleavage in that uniform] distract a mage while she picked his pocket. It didn't work, because her carefully timed stagger that was supposed to throw her against her target was interrupted by Charles catching her [WITHOUT groping her] and helping her clean up the mess, cutting his finger on some broken glass in the process, and simply taking it in stride, following her to the kitchen to throw out the glass. She was, annoyed, to have to go after her target elsewhere, but charmed by Charley's gallantry. Another time after that, a plan of hers that involved loudly declaring she'd forgotten her purse [as an excuse to leave] was foiled by Charley tapping her shoulder and handing it to her, and thinking he recognized her. Hard not to, she's one of the hottest woman in the state.

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>>94422474
Lastly they met again at a cafe where she was undercover as a barista. They made eye contact, smiled and recognized each other. What followed was so many terrible jokes about 'nut milk' that her boss
snapped at her. They met up after that. And again later. And again. And soon they were dating. And soon after that they were engaged. Their wedding was as lovely as she could afford. Her other family
members were as frosty as they normally are, but warmed up to him somewhat, her mother deemed him sufficiently handsome, and Charley commented that he could see where Meiling got her looks from. Her
mother smiled. A rare event. The honeymoon was extravagant and the pair have lived together ever since.

She owns $15,000 of lace lingerie and while they haven't made any moves about it yet, she EXPECTS to have as many children as possible with him. The manor must have guardians. Her sisters have told her [mostly]
jokingly that if she doesn't make a few soon she should hand her husband over to them to handle it. She laughs, but also has saved teasing him about it for moments when she really wants to turn him bright red.

Lastly, again: She's SERIOUSLY hot. But despite that, or rather because of it, she's always had a 'not before marriage' rule. Everyone's wanted a piece of her all her life. Charley's the only man who's ever got the whole dish.

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>>94393685
[Polygamy as an apology for the delay and also because the picture just fit it]

>"You... You just don't understand the Empire, it was better than THIS."
>"Not for everyone Vicky."
>"Vera!"

>"I still don't get why you're entrusted with that thing, I'd be much better with a laser sword, I'm a trained soldier!"
>"Not with laser swords Vicky."
>"Vera!"

>"I don't want you to get hurt out there. What? No I'm not Vera, I don't have to be to care about you getting hurt do I?"

>"I'm glad our part of the war ended before we could hurt each other. I don't know if I trust the force but I know I trust you."

Vicky and Vera were conscripted as children to join the Empire, protoypes of the childhood indoctrination that would later be so widely used by the Imperial remnant. They were quickly found to have a staggeringly high affinity for sniping, the two simultaneously being each other's sharpshooters and spotters, almost telepathic in the way they support each other. They had more than 20 confirmed kills between them by 15, and in the years since? That number only grew. However, their empathy, suppressed by their training, merged with the latent force powers the twin sisters unknowingly possessed, until one day they found that Vicky could sense the next pain she'd experience before it happened, allowing her to dodge fatal blows moments before a blaster bolt could shoot her leg off or a blade could cut her throat, and Vera found she could sense the pain of those she cares about before it would happen. With Vicky taking point and Vera as support the two were unstoppable, even more effective when together, until the inevitable happened: they were found to be force sensitives. A fellow soldier, jealous of their success, framed them for the death of several comrades, and for a packet of information that had leaked to the Rebels. The inquisitorius began their pursuit, and the sisters fled from a military execution, forced to kill some old war buddies to escape. [1/3]

>>94422506
Fortunately for them, soon after the death star was destroyed. And the chaos that followed led them to change many of their old opinions about the Empire being just, Vicky still holds to the idea that it was better than anarchy, Vera is just tired, tired of flags and wars, she doesn't care anymore, she just cares about Vicky. The sisters soon found themselves fighting for justice as best as they could, scrawny for 21 year olds, and trained their whole lives in combat, they found slipping through rebel and remnant camps to free prisoners, execute murderers and rapists and learn what they could about the Skywalker who killed the emperor little harder than their lives up until then, especially with gradually growing force powers. They don't think of themselves as Jedi, the Jedi wouldn't have accepted them as Padawans even a thousand years ago, their force sensitivity is [at least right now] to weak and focused. But it was when they met Archar that they found themselves wondering what the hell the inquisitorius were thinking all those years.

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>>94422551
THIS was what the emperor wanted dead? A hero?! Or at least a man who so clearly wanted to be one? Vicky still holds herself as loyal to certain ideals of the Empire, and Vera doesn't care about nations anymore, but both are loyal to their boyfriend, who became their fiance, who they finally wed on Coruscant: he blew a small fortune to hold a ceremony in front of the tip of Umate. The twins were radiant in their wedding dresses, and it was the first time that even using the force he couldn't tell them apart, both were equally happy.

They aren't interested in having children yet, they have too much trauma to process, but if it happens it will soften Vicky and warm Vera's heart, the two will become a bit more like each other and be as much a mother to each other's children as their own, and any children they have with will almost certainly have force sensitivity. The twins are VERY defensive of Archar if ANY woman shows interest in him, or even if they merely think she did. They have literally no angst about sharing him, it's strange, from the start they seemed to just assume he was dating one or neither of them, it wasn't even addressed. They've lived so long together that they never even considered marrying any other way. Their powers apply to Archar due to the strength of their feelings for him, allowing them to protect him better.

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>>94393684
>"WELL AIN'T YEW JUST THE SWEETEST DANG FELLA GETTIN LIL OL ME ME OWN PAIR OF EARMUFFS, HUH? THEY'RE FOR YOU? WHADYA NEED THOSE FER? OH LET ME PUT EM ON YA! DONTCHA JUST LOOK CUTE? AH SAID DONTCHA LOOK CUTE? HELLO? CAN YA HEAR ME? I CAN SHOUT LOUDER!"

>"AW SHUCKS! Our wings keep brushin togetha! I promise I ain't doin it on purpose handsome! Wink! I had to say it out loud, you were lookin behind yew as ya walked! Love that neck twisty thang ya do, so cute~!"

>"Mah old mama is frettin somethin fierce over seein some granchicks one a these days, yew know what that means sugarbeak~ DID YOU JUS TELEPORT?!"

Angey two-wings is a gunslinging, loudmouth artificer, Cha 20, social, friendly, a massive cuddlebug, and the total opposite of her dear sweet sugarbeak husband. Her mom was an elf, her dad an Aaracockra, and she sports features from both. In particular her wings allow her to hover and swoop while gunning enemies down with her twin, homemade spellock pistols. She's an amazing sharpshooter, but crap at making anything but guns. They met when her husband was painstakingly researching a massive carving in an ancient dungeon, only for her 'magic door maker' to blow the entire thing to bits. She apologized loudly the entire time she was bandaging him up [despite his protests] and by the time she was done he was so entangled that she just carried him for the rest of the dungeon trip. He tried to brush her off once he got loose but she refused to leave him alone until she'd made it up to him. Three years and a wedding anniversary later, she still says she owes him, but he only ever tries to cash it in by asking her to be quiet or give him some peace, none of the stuff she WANTS him to cash it in on.

She comes from an identical clutch of five. They're all almost exactly the same as her, just different classes. They WILL mob him if he visits. She WILL encourage this. She has 10 older and 10 younger sisters, in clutches of identical 3s, 4s and 5s, he's not safe.

>>94420165
I think people tried to not establish preferences purely so that the waifu read was more fair, if that makes sense. Cause like, if we go "Yeah he likes spunky redheads" then thats kinda just telling you to make us a spunky redhead, whereas with just the build and the basics you can go full random with it. After all, when are you gonna meet a woman who meets all your preferences immediately?

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>>94392373
Heh. That pic reminds me of my own Exalted 2e days. I recently ran the system again, but I told my new players "This isn't going to be one of THOSE Exalted games. Now I can show them an example (which is not far off from our Earth Aspect PC).

Anyway, on-topic:
>Werewolf: the Apocalypse
>Silver Fang (nobility) Theurge (shaman)
>Notable traits: Appearance 3, Wits 4, Athletics 4, Pure Breed 3, Animal Magnetism, True Love
>Notable powers: Heal others, resist damage, deal with spirits, enhanced tool/weapon use
Son of a noble-blooded New England werewolf father and a second-gen Nigerian monster hunter mother, this kid has some big boots to fill. He's trying to finish high school, keep his packmates alive, and build his reputation with his snooty cousins. He fights with an enchanted hatchet (gift from a spirit), quick wits, and great agility. Has inadvertently become an anime protagonist due to unstable moods, sheer attractiveness, and other "blessings" of his heritage. He's in love with his green-eyed, black-haired packmate, but they are forbidden to be together, and both are expected to find human mates before long (likely arranged, in his case)

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>>94397135
>*AS EXPECTED OF OUR HUSBAND!* "Very impressive Sensei. Merina and I have much to learn from you." *In BED- where's he going! I must have offended him! I'll offer my body as- EH?! RUNNING?! WHAT'S BEHIND ME THAT'S SO TERRIBLE THAT SENSEI MUST FLEE? Wait! No! He must be running to someone's aid!*

>*UWAAAAA HE'S SO COOOOOOOOL~* "Greetings sensei, how may I help you? *SAY SEX SAY SEX SAY SEX SAY- EH?! SENSEI COLLAPSED! I will guard his magnificent body! His perfect body, his-*

>*HANDHOLDING WITH HUSBAND-SAMA MY HEART CANNOT TAKE IT* "let me help you up this ledge dear. You took a blow earlier, I don't care if your armor stopped it, I won't risk you."

Merina and Alcarrena [White and Pink haired] are a pair of mutant swordswomen from a region sheltered from radiation and monsters by walls built of destroyed cars between rotten skyscrapers. The two warriors
are from a school of psi-swordsmanship founded 14 years after the apocalypse really hit. They were in the beginners class in the same year and trained together ever since. Both are the same age, born in the year of
the founding of the school to mutant parents. The horns they share are a common mutation in the area they live in, almost all newborn children have them, accompanied by slightly increased strength and toughness. These
two however are far more powerful than their peers, they are, in fact, the jewels of their school, and it was their duty to go beyond the walls and hunt monsters, raiders and cultists before they could group in numbers and attack the settlement. Their home is large, by 'island of safety in the apocalypse' standards, a few thousand people farm and work there in safety, and they desperately long for it to remain safe.

>>94422639
Merina and Alcarrena both have psi powers, but they're under control and channeled through their superhuman swordsmanship, Merina keeps up a steady flow of single, powerful, aimed strikes that hack foes apart,
while Alcarrena charges her power, dodging attacks until unleashing devastating flurries of blows aimed at clearing the field of weak opponents, both warriors can, when needed, parry bullets, or cut a foe apart from a dozen yards away. But both were amazed the first time they saw 'Their Goal': 'Mummy'. They glimpsed him from a distance standing in a field of hundreds of dead monsters, bisecting the last one with his high frequency blade, before they could greet him, they themselves were attacked, as was he and before he even noticed them they were forced to retreat in opposite directions.

Now, the truth is, Mummy hadn't killed all of those monsters, he'd been investigating what the hell had happened their, but his two new groupies spent many nights wondering how he possibly could have done it, and wondering
how he could possibly be convinced to join their settlement as protector. Several other similar incidents took place before they met, each time Mummy really had done something impressive, but the two scouts had only glimpsed enough of it for their imagination to inflate it wildly beyond proportion.

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>>94422644
By the time they actually met him they greeted him with calm respect, polite bows, and internal squealing over meeting their absolute hero. What they DIDN'T
know is that when they get that excited they weakly broadcast their thoughts telepathically, so he heard all of it. And it made him feel awkward enough that he replied awkwardly, which they interpreted as casual indifference, which just made him seem cooler. They've followed him ever since, treating his every battle as a masterpiece of swordsmanship, a lesson in blood he clearly meant from them to learn from, his mumbled "It's not that deep" led to them meditating for three hours on the word "Deep", all the while gushing internally about how cool their Sensei is. And all of which he heard telepathically.
To make a very long story short, after a long time of battling alongside each other, surviving together, protecting survivors and dodging anomalies, the two declared they were infinitely in his debt for his protection and teaching, and also asked him to help protect their settlement from its enemies, offering to be his slaves in return. He desperately insisted that he didn't want them to be his slaves! Perish the thought! They were delighted beyond words: they took this as him choosing the other option, marriage to them both. They've been married ever since, and his body armor has been decorated with jade carvings of his new wives. As it turns out, they've seen so much mutation they don't bat an eye at his ghoulish appearance, considering scars and other such disfigurements merely a sign of a warrior's strength, whether from battle or from the harsh hand of radiation.

Any kids they have they will definitely teach their swordsmanship to, and both Merina and Alcarrena accompany him to bed every night, whether to sleep with him or 'sleep' with him, they deem it insulting to their husbands honor to consider anything else. They're 4'1 and 4'2 respectively, but have super strength for their size.

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>>94422635
Rolling for potential polygamy for you.

Phew, okay more than doubled my response count in an hour, I'm gonna make a coffee. If someone could possibly make a masterpost of the ones I haven't answered I'll earmark the next three. I skipped a few here and there because I've decided to focus on the ones I have ideas for rather than rack my brains over one I haven't got inspiration for. I will come back to the other ones eventually. I hope you guys enjoy the ones you got.

>>94422678
glad to see youre not dead.

>>94422695
I'm not. Hopefully there's some good waifus ahead.

>>94422678
You will regret this. Daunting when laid out. Can't even fit them all because the system thinks it's spam.
>>94396900
This
>>94398079
Post
>>94400142
Is
>>94400511
not
>>94404033
spam
>>94404033
retarded
>>94404073
filters
Try not to cry. There's a lot of them.

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>>94422725
Wait. Is that it? There's only seven or so? Oh man that's a relief. That feels a lot more easily doable when it's laid out like that, thanks man that's a load off my mind.

Going to start the next three in a bit. If anyone has any questions about the girls or anything else just hit me up, answering stuff like that is motivating.

Rolled 2 (1d10)

>>94422725
>>94422841
He missed mine :(

Maybe because I forgot to roll? Here.

>>94422287
>>94422301

>>94422725

>>94415720
Aw man I got skipped. oh well these are still fun to read

>>94416151
>>94422841
Guess I got skipped. oh well, be what it be

>>94422852
>>94422860
>>94422865
Got it.

>>94422841
Just wanted to say thanks for Norah. In a world where that one guy just can't seem to win, it's pretty heartwarming to think that someone would love his obnoxious ass enough to put up with all of the random-ass bad luck that happens in his vicinity.

I like to imagine that a freak storm probably ruined their wedding, but they were still comfortable in each other's arms that night.

>>94422915
Oh I'd love to accept your gratitude anon but that was actually one of your fellow anons, not me, that's why I started posting as OP, I don't want to take credit for other people's work. I'm responsible for:

>>94396668
>>94397668
>>94403473
>>94407621
>>94422470
>>94422506
>>94422584
>>94422639

>>94422880
You're doing the Lord's work, friend.

Or maybe the Devil's.

Someone important's, at least.

>>94422927
In that case, my gratitude goes out to them again, and I thank you for being a cool person who started this thread.

>>94422880
Im assuming mine wasnt put in the masterpost cause the other anons doing it, but just in case i'll throw it in. If bros claimed it then dont worry about it. Then again i did roll 2 wives (Lucky fuck).

>>94408398 Stats
>>94408457 Lore
>>94408485 Roll + funny

>>94422933
Hopefully the Lord's. I'm well aware it might not seem it. My goal with this is to just try and break the absolute curse of anger and complaining everyone has seem to had on here for a while. I just got completely sick of reading people calling each other retards over completely minor things. No one will make anything, no one will admit when they're wrong. I wanted to make A thread where everyone was positive about SOMETHING. And hopefully writing characters for people [even if it does veer into hornyposting] gives them some inspiration to make things themselves.

Which it has! At least one anon has been doing this besides me, see: >>94422915

>>94422841
There's also >>94414628 if you're intent on doing all of them, but I'm quite happy with what the other based anon wrote if you want to skip them yourself.

>>94422972
Ones that already have an answer are last priority, but I may still get to them. I'm going to pick the next three in a bit so I know what to focus on and so they know to check in.

Rolled 10 (1d10)

I’m playing a girl, but I’ll give it a go anyway. She’s an Abyssal priestess in Exalted who wants to convince people to give up their pain by becoming soulsteel, thinking she can make ethical soulsteel that makes you feel joy instead of misery.

>>94422939
>>94422942
Yeah I'm the other anon making wives for people (specifically Sera, Norah, and Anna. Fallout husband was someone else) and I'm still around monitoring this thread and vaguely chipping away at the Shadowrun dude's wife right now.
I'm honestly happy with how positive overall this thread has been and it's been a lot of fun to brush up on my creative writing a bit.
I've been wanting to actually write some short romantic vignettes to help flesh out my own setting but nothing ever felt right and I ended up not writing anything. Having these little character stories that are kind of just fleshing out an idea and rolling with it has been helpful.
So I'd also like to thank you for making the thread man.

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>>94422725
>Can't even fit them all because the system thinks it's spam.

Alright, next three are:
>>94404033
>>94404073
>>94408398

But btw: >>94416151
Dude you don't even list his race here.

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Aside from that, to help vary things and get some creative juices flowing, each person I've answered so far, roll a d2d10, whoever rolls highest I'll write a Bit for. You can suggest what you'd like it to be about if you'd like.

>>94423307
Oh, actually make it 4 cause I have a strong idea for this one too: >>94408577

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>>94423314
Hey OP
If you're willing to work on mine
>>94407247
after you're done with the others. I'd be happy with just one wife even though I rolled a seven. I'll be patient until you're ready. It's definitely been a great thread. Better than the usual shlock that gets posted.

>>94422841
There are a lot more than seven. I couldn't get the system to post it with all of them included no matter what combination of text I tried. There's something like 20 of them.

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>>94408398
>>94408457
Alright finally done with your girl and I apologize in advance for what I came up with.

Rui Sasaki (The OL, Magical Girl Wannabe)

Biography

Rui was born to an average family with a hardworking father and a stay at home mom who doted on her. Despite being close with her mother she actually wanted to follow in her father's footsteps and climb the corporate ladder. So she studied hard in school and consistently was near the top of her class. Many of her hobbies fell to the wayside as she got older and studying got harder but she always made time to watch cartoons and anime as she admired the young heroines and magical girls ever since she was a little girl. After graduating from college she joined the same corporation as her father as part of the marketing division. She was ready to be a ray of sunshine to her coworkers making everyone's day just a bit brighter with her competence, kindness, and cheery personality.
At least that's what she was hoping for after giving her all in school. Truthfully the grind and monotony of corporate life would drag down anyone over time as she continued working she slowly became more and more disillusioned with life and her choices. Her relationships and personal life suffered as work slowly piled on more and more. Every day was the same as she woke up for work, stumbled through getting ready, struggled through her day, went home late, and watched cartoons until she passed out. Rinse and repeat day in and day out.

1/3

>>94408398
>>94408457
>>94423671

Eventually she snapped her mind broke under the stress. She could no longer continue being the person she was anymore so she embraced the one escape she always had and decided to become one of the magical girls she had always admired. She used all her available vacation time, bought a wig and costume, and put it on to become Angel Warrior Pretty Doll (天使戦士綺麗人形) protector of the weak and innocent and champion of love. Naturally she had no ability to do magic or anything resembling it as her entire life had been dedicated to mundane academic pursuits and working, so her heroism mostly just involved her running around in costume and yelling at passerby that mostly ignored her.
In spite of the mundane tragedy and her bizarre method of coping when her vacation time finally ran out and she went back to work she felt just a bit better. Things suddenly seemed less vacuous and her world actually did feel a little brighter, however she felt like she was missing out on the one thing necessary for a magical girl a true love. It happened when she was on her way home from work, she met a man escaping from the rain at a bus stop (a classic in her shows). The two started talking to pass the time and they found they had a surprisingly similar sense of humor and realistic view of the world. It was all going fine until the topic of magic came up and the man wholeheartedly denied it's existence. Rui had a realization if it's this man he would understand. They continued to meet at that same bus stop after she got off work at night and would eat dinner together sometimes. Eventually the two became lovers and when he was finally confronted with her other half, well his acceptance was far more important than his proposal a few months later.

2/3

>>94422584
Honestly, I expected you to make someone who is also a loner and bit eccentric. But I like this angle as well. Thanks OP.

>>94408398
>>94408457
>>94423671
>>94423674

Personality

Rui has a borderline split personality caused by her ego death from overwork and stress. As her normal self she's a realist, a hard worker, intelligent and a bit gloomy, but lurking underneath the surface is her idealized magical girl persona who's gallant, confident, endlessly optimistic, and destined to rid the world of evil and corruption. Truthfully Rui is painfully aware of the fact that her grip on reality is tenuous at times and by indulging in her fantasies it could get worse but the alternative isn't something she can go back to. Despite her mental issues Rui is legitimately deeply in love with Arthur due to their similar outlook in her normal state of mind and their similarity in terms of their coping mechanism for trauma. Her magical girl persona tends to view him as her "destined prince" and that he's a legendary hero that will save the world.

>>94423676
Loners don’t tend to attract equally introverted loners.

>>94422995
Husbandos then?

>>94422995
Anon, I think if you want anything from OP you’re going to need to include more information.
You didn’t even put your characters name

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Current PC's name is вoпpoc, he's a paranoid schizophrenic rogue in 5e who's convinced that a circle of demons have taken over the largest city on the continent by controlling the new leader of the city. The demons, led by one called Kajyos, are completely made up, but justify his overwhelming urge to do everything for everyone he can to save them from the demons, as well as his inability to trust anyone for fear that they're already corrupted, which leads to him being a major skillmonkey. He's mostly self- sufficient, because he thinks anyone else will try to kill him. the demons are all based on basedjak variants because i wanted to see just how much weird shit i could sneak into the campaign without anyone noticing. Somehow Cobson became a fan favorite character among the party.

>>94423307
>Dude you don't even list his race here.
He’s 114 and named Valen. I’d gamble an elf or half-elf of some kind but I can’t be certain unless that anon responds

>>94423706
Or dwarf, or halfling, or gnome, or idk maybe all werewolves get long lives.

>>94423717
What self respecting drow could resist the urge to chuck a stumpy into a spider pit once, much less twice?

>>94423706
oh shoot my bad. high elf

>>94423690
Makes sense actually, they would stay away from one another. Making it very difficult to develop feelings or romance.

>>94423676
I wish your boy luck with her. And her sisters.

>>94392373
Rolled a 3.

Jason Thame (DND 5E)
Fighter, Cavalier

Strength: 15
Dexterity: 14
Constitution: 10
Intelligence: 14
Wisdom: 13
Charisma: 14

Equiptment: Longsword, Javelins (x2), Longbow, Half Plate Armor

Jason is the heir to the fallen Thame Dynasty that was overthrown after his tyrannical grandfather was overthrown by revolutionaries. Though he (through his parents) has largely accepted the fact that his old kingdom had it coming, the fact that he comes from such illustrious origins remains a powerful motivator for Jason, who dreams of striking it big and becoming a legendary figure worth being put in the history books. He is a hopeless romantic (both in terms of life and in terms of actual romance), but does attempt to reign in his overly romantic mindset at times, and is known to be quite rational. Jason is outgoing and talkative, except when he is angry - his overwhelming desire for justice (which is usually revenge) can result in quite the mess. He follows the philosophy of "look at the world in shades of grey, but act as if it is black and white," which results in a very dissonant personality. These contradictions do no trouble Jason - rather, he revels in it. He's an artist at heart, and is always the life of the party. Despite all this, he also frequently feels a sense of emptiness - parties can only fulfill his desire for purpose for so long. He is well aware of the fact that heading off into a war or some other event that would make for "interesting times" would be terrible...but he can't help but wish that just maybe he wants something of the sort to happen so that he could become a legend. And if something doesn't happen, maybe he will. For while he is a well intentioned young man who wants the world to be a better place, somewhere deep down inside, a part of him does wonder if things would be better if he just had power...

All the deep artistry aside, this doesn't stop him from having the personality of a golden retriever most of the time.

>>94422999
It does make me wonder what all these characters would think of each other. Some of them and their wives could be real bros.

>>94423671
>>94423674
>>94423679
Damn, you cooked for wife number 1, anon. I'd like to think that on their first meeting, she thought he'd only be there for 5 minutes. And then it was actually an hour cause he refuses to get on any of the buses cause "Only the 38 takes actual money. Credstick machines broken so untraceable." It turned out they wanted the same bus so eventually they just started gettin coffee. Eventually she finds out he has a bike but it keeps getting run over.

>>94423794
The barbarian sister is the worst. She's also very sociable, friendly and a cuddlebug, like her sisters. But also when she is raging. Peter got off easy by marrying Angey.

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I forgot this thread was still up. I feel slightly bad now, since my post (>>94397135) was mostly build-autism without much character. Even though OP already delivered (>>94422639), I think I'll elaborate a bit on Mummy.

>Other Notes About Abilities
For the party, he serves multiple roles as a scout, sniper, tech specialist, and wasteland guide. He's not the strongest fighter in the party (that goes to the She-Goat the party recruited on the run from the corporations in a Polish fortress city; as a four-year gladiator-tournament champion with ST 100+, she was probably the one who killed those hundreds of monsters), but he is the most skilled. He's also not the most potent wielder of esoteric powers, but he is the most subtle and stable, and has learned to help the team's young psychokinetic control his powers, who he believes has great potential.
His powers of ESP and Telepathy in game terms can be treated as Wildcard Powers, substituting for advantages such as Mind Reading/Control, Para-Radar (which makes up for his Bad Sight), Precognition, Telesend (which makes up for his inability to speak), etc. Extra Effort and Power Stunts allow him to use his high Will to achieve greater effects.
His power armor augments his physical capabilities further granting the usual Battlesuit advantages (Lifting ST, Striking ST, Super Jump, technological sensors, biomonitor, etc.) plus a speech synthesizer (which he uses rarely, and when he does he often speaks in cryptic expressions borrowed from his cult, because he's a dork) and an environmental seal to contain his body's radiation.
Robutts and mutants are pretty much Mummy's only options for safe intimate relations, because normal human women would quickly perish upon prolonged unprotected contact with his body's radiation. The only good thing about his radiation is that Artifacts can convert it into energy. Since all his gear is partially Artifact-derived, he can operate alone in the contaminated zones indefinitely.

[1/4]

>>94425395
>Personality
In terms of personality, he's more comfortable with animals and machines than he is with people. Despite reading their minds, he can't click with them. He doesn't despise people, however, and has recently learned that he enjoys doing things to help them indirectly (like building and farming for the settlement) much more than killing them. Also, the wire in his brain that gives him dopamine hits when he kills an assigned target has stopped working without a cult handler to prime the pump, so that helps too. So it may just be the long suppressed realization of personal guilt of having killed so many people for the cult that's eating at him.
Since he never got the chance to really grow up, he still has some childish quirks, like a fondness for sweets (his taste buds don't work the same after becoming a mutant, but he still always keeps some hard candy on his person, and is willing to share if anyone asks), and an old penguin plushy he keeps stuffed into a hidden, protected compartment of his pack. He has a tendency to space out sometimes and go on intensely imaginative mental ventures. But this doesn't affect his attentiveness, since he has a Compartmentalized Mind. So one part of his brain can focus on a physical task like combat or building a bridge, while another part might be probing brains or constructing an elaborate psychic fortress to trap enemy telepaths.

[2/4]

>>94425400
>Preferences
He thinks that horns are majestic, whether they are on beasts or humanoids. The Pripyat Dragons he grew up with, in particular, are the most majestic of the wasteland's indigenous creatures. They are prodigal chimeric beasts, 20 to 50 feet in length as adults, mixing mammalian traits of thick furs and warm blood with reptilian scales and long serpentine tails. They are omnivorous creatures, subsisting off of the radiation of the contaminated zones, supplemented by a diet of meat and tree-sized radiotrophic fungal shoots.
In terms of exotic abilities, they possess devastating particle-beam breath, and can fly to a limited extent. Six tendrils extend from the back of a Pripyat Dragon, three to each side. Webbed between each set are barely visible, luminescent sheets of psychokinetic energy, forming a pair of gravity-defying wings, or nigh-impervious force shields.
Crenelations within the Dragons' ridged backs make for convenient riding seats, such that a saddle is hardly even necessary. And their sizable horns are not only goring weapons, but also serve as telepathic relays, enabling a profound psychic connection between rider and mount. The horns also make for a fairly stable place to brace a railgun, although Mummy prefers not to abuse this, as he would not want to marr the beautiful horns, and his own strength is normally enough to handle the kickback on low- to medium-power shots.
Aside from the She-Goat, Mummy has only ever met two horned humanoids before; the caretaker to the children within his old cult sported a pair of straight, black horns that extended from the skull like a pair of wifi router antennae. She was like an older sister to him, and tragically perished in a conflict of leadership early in his training. The other horned one was her brother, who assumed leadership after her death, and transformed the cult from an a secluded monastery with a philanthropic bent to a fortress monastery run by a military dictatorship.

[3/4]

>>94425409
>Reaction to his wives
So all of this is to say that Mummy would at first be conflicted upon seeing Merina's and Alcerrena's horns, as they would further drudge up his old memories. But another part of him would be barely holding himself back from gushing over their horns. Especially since they might actually allow him to touch their horns (the She-Goat wouldn't him near her; she would tear him in half if he tried). Either way, this is perfect. I didn't even specify any preferences for Mummy and somehow you hit it straight on the mark. Shortstacks are also another weakness of mine.
He would definitely be very hesitant at first to take the horned ladies on as his wives. Especially since he doesn't understand the concept. He reveres the sacred relationship between comrades in arms, and of master and student, but he understands the concept of mating on a purely academic level. Even with Telepathy, it will take a while for it get through that thick skull of his. In the meanwhile, however, he would never say "no" to taking them on as his students.

[4/4]

You're a blessing, OP. Doing God's work.

>>94424059
Go on

>>94425071
The worst out of 25 girls? Man she must be a nightmare.

>>94424059
>>94426221

Well I can only speak for my own characters that I've made. Two pairs right off the bat are pretty obvious.

Sera and Anna feel as if they would get along as both are dutiful warriors that enjoy physical activity and matters of war. The main place they differ is in how their external and internal natures clash. Sera is physically very womanly, she's tall with a large frame and is very strong but externally is very much the image of a woman. Anna is physically relatively masculine with a ripped physique although she is short being a bit shorter than the average woman. Internally however it's the opposite Sera is masculine internally due to her childhood and being raised in a male role, whereas Anna is feminine internally due to her childhood of being frail and cared for despite her insistence on pushing herself. Both of them to a small degree wish they could change their nature, but it's a deep part of who they are that they can't give up easily. I imagine their bonding would be mostly physical in nature with an emphasis on helping the other girl with their insecurity. Anna would help Sera with the feminine things she learned in her youth like proper care for her appearance, sewing and mending clothes, and being proper and graceful as a lady should. Sera in turn would teach Anna about leading men and how to hold oneself, warfare and battle strategy, and caring for armor and weapons. They may also talk about love a bit both are the type that probably never expected to find love or perhaps just to not have it reciprocated so they may occasionally gush a bit about it.

1/2

>>94426631
>>94426221
>>94424059

Norah and Rui also would probably get along pretty well if either could break the outer shell of the other (which admittedly is a pretty big if). Both are pretty girls that have been worn down by life and their circumstances. They both tend towards pessimism but in spite of that their actual flaws are different to where they would probably help balance each other out. Norah has been on a slippery slope at times with occasional drug use, alcohol abuse, and more than a few run-ins with the police, Rui on the other hand is ultimately straight laced (she smokes cigs and drinks but only a bit) so she'd be a good influence in terms of keeping Norah from falling into old habits and hurting herself. Rui herself though has a problem with escapism and bottling up her mental issues until a breaking point, Norah though doesn't bottle anything up and is borderline anti-escapist (she never had the luxury to engage in fantasies) so she too would help by forcing Rui to actually speak her mind and vent instead of letting it fester until the stress ate away at her. I could see them going out together once a week or so to some dive bar and just having drinks in the corner away from the other people calmly talking about life until they get bit tipsy and the brakes come off and they start hugging and crying and generally letting out their emotions in a kind of healthy way (at least comparatively for the two of them). I imagine they actually wouldn't talk about their relationships except in vague terms due to a combination of embarrassment and shame.

>>94425395
>>94425400
>>94425409
>>94425429
Bro I'm grinning like a loon, thank God it all fit so perfectly cause I didn't know half of all this stuff. I'm so glad he got some perfect wives. I have an idea for some extra side characters I may throw your way in a later thread but I have requests I have to prioritize for now. Go ahead and roll that 1d10 I mentioned earlier cause whoever rolls highest on that I'll write a Bit for, and PLEASE don't hesitate to ask any questions about the girls or to share more lore about your boy and his world, great stuff and I enjoyed reading it, thanks for replying, especially in such detail, most people haven't.

Fallout husbando maker and long-time DM here, my players say I make good NPCs and they tend to end up waifuing (or daughteruing) at least one NPC per campaign. Seeing appreciation for Victor was nice, and I'll be glad to try to contribute more, although between some burnout, performance insecurity and seasonal depression, I'm not sure I can call my full potential at will.
So, I ask your patience, and maybe some suggestions on how to get the creative juices flowing properly. And again, I'd consider myself bonus content or a backup, if OP or anyone else wants to also give someone a wife.
I may have had a few martinis

This thread still open for submissions?

>>94428026
Gotta say no, there's a mountain of unanswered submissions already and it'll still probably take me another thread after this one to answer them all. Or rather, you can make a submission, but I'll be prioritizing all the others beforehand.

>>94421467
Definitely!

>>94423439
Sounds about right.

>>94392603
Oh hey are you still around btw?

>>94428047
Perfectly understandable, that's kind of why I asked. I'll probably hold off then. Maybe. Might drop it anyway and see if I can get lucky after you've done all the rest. Cheers OP, thanks for the thread. Always good to see effort posts.

>>94428214
Thanks for being a good sport and thanks for your kind words. I'm really sorry that I haven't been able to answer more requests and sooner, but I'm balancing all this around work and rest. Still, I've decided on the two wives for the next guy, I have pics chosen and I'll get to work on it when I get back to my PC. Chances are I'll have second guessed my choices and/or seen something that changes my mind by then though lmao.

>verification not required

I'll be able to do a bit of phoneposting probably here and there for the next few hours though so if anyone has any quick questions or requests or something I'll probably be able to answer a few. Going afk for a bit.

>>94422663
>potential polygamy
>rolled 1
Yep, that sounds about right, haha. As one of the other players pointed out "This guy could be absolutely swimming in it, yet here he is hanging out with a unicorn spirit and pining for the one girl he can't have"

>>94428188
yeah nice dubs

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Rolled 10 (1d10)

>>94428047
Allright, I bite.

Kurda is my current character in a homebrew d100 based game. Basic point is that magic in the world is cast via words - as in you know the true meaning of a word and you can cast it, usually only one per mage. While most might words got sealed away by the gods, there is a lot of unusual stuff floating around. Also, the nobility of the setting are all mages. The campaign is set at the big mage academy, where both nobles and commoners learn together. Kurda kinda falls out of both groups, because while he technically belongs to the high nobility, beeing a tribal prince - he hails from the most archaic, backwards and irrelevant province of the entire kingdom, that beeing the mountain clans who apart from believing in the main religion also still have their dragon worship going on, so none of both groups take him that seriously. While beeing a bit more of a intellectual type among his people, most normal people see him as someone quick to defend his honor with a duel, pious to the point of beeing scared of sarcasm and irony and quite the brutal opponent - his word beeing "Bones", which he uses to manipulate his own, to use them as weapons.

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>>94428935
Fuck - wrong picture. This is the lad.

>>94428899
Reminder that in the modern day almost no one is polygamous/benefiting from polyamory anyway, he's not a loser.

>>94428908
Likewise brother. Phoneposting rn but how old is Tangen?

>>94428940
I have ideas for two wives for him so I'll probably get this one down soon after the next four. Don't forget to roll a second time to see if he gets more. What's the tech level in his world, like what time period is it analogous to?

>>94429003
im writing him at start to be 5

>>94429023
Okay but when he marries his wife though?

>>94429058
all crabs are required to get hitched at 21
both of their mums are scorpions means an engagement since they were in their wombs, they meet at 16 after their gempukku

>>94428047
Take your time OP! For me at least, I'm invested enough to the point where I'd follow you to a different thread. I love worldbuilding and character design so this is definitely something I'd be up to see more of. I'm hoping Jason gets his waifu soon, but honestly, it's better to be late than poor quality. In the meantime, I can entertain myself by reading about the other characters and their wives!

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Rolled 5 (1d10)

>>94429020
Its a bit of a mix - but early medieval era with some later stuff - but no printing press, no guns or firearms etc. As for my roll:

>>94429068
Noted noted. Just wanted to say, you've probably noticed that in those pics she's rather slender?

>>94429098
yeah, more disadvantage?

>>94429110
Hm? Oh, no, I was just going to say that she actually has a homebrew advantage to represent her curves, she just binds her chest and wears tailored clothing to negate it. But the first decade or so after marriage, having kids etc will get her to give that up, she'll reach the next stage of that advantage which will make tailoring and binding useless.

>>94392373
I'm a foreverGM, so you mind if I use one of my favorite NPCs instead?

System: Dragonquest, hybridized between 2E and 3E

Elbir. Human male, age 26 years old.
Aspect, Autumn Stars.

Physical Strength 16
Manual Dexterity 18
Agility 22
Endurance 17 Fatigue 21
Magic Aptitude 5
Willpower 16
Perception 10

Social Status status: Legitimate, lesser nobility.

Not adept in any magical college

He can read, write, and speak Common at Rank 9, Elfir at Rank 4, Kogash at rank 4.
He is a rank 2 healer, a rank 3 courtier, and a rank 2 military scientist.

Weapon wise, he is rank 10 with a rapier, rank 6 with a dagger, rank 7 with a main-gauche, and rank 5 with a sabre.

He has no additional skill in stealth and +10 at Ride.

Possessions: He travels light, owning a copy of each weapon he has ranks with as well as standard Elfiri military camping equipment. He owns a set of chainmail, but rarely wears it unless expecting battle. He possesses 200 Silver Shillings.


Elbir is the third son of a minor landholder near the capital of the nation of Telb. While all Telbian nobility are expected to have some skill at arms, Elbir truly mastered the combat arts, and made a name for himself as a master duelist at a very young age. However, his skill with a blade combined with a rash temper, and in a duel stemming from a gambling dispute, he slew the prime minister's oldest son. That derailed his tournament career and military prospects, and he's been exiled to one of the Elfiri keeps to watch against raids from desert raiders.

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It is a profoundly boring backwater post, and Elbir has turned to drinking from the boredom. He will befriend the PCs if they show him respect for his skills or sympathy for his plight, although he retains enough honor to not abandon his post, no matter what incentives are offered, unless he can have enough run up time to formally resign. He will be more than happy to train any PCs with the blade if he's befriended them. He absolutely despises Kovar, the keep's commander, and would very much appreciate it if any action of the PCs tweaks the commander's nose.

I'm assuming you don't play Dragonquest, so for context on those stats; a 15 is an average adult human male in all stats except for perception, where it's 8. So he's lousy at magic, but above average in most physical endeavors as well as willpower, and he's very fast an agile.

Rank 9 with a language is advanced speaker/reader/writer, he is an educated elite. For Elfir and Kogash, he's proficient enough to get the gist of a message across, but true precision eludes him.

His non-combat skills of healer, courtier, and military scientist are all in the kind of amateur but still much better than the completely untrained, while his weapon skills are all advanced, except for the rapier, where he's at peak human mastery.

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>>94429242
>>94429254
And like an idiot, I completely forgot to roll.

>>94429151
brother stop i can only get so erect

>>94429305
I'll spare you pictures then. But also know that, since she herself takes advantage of people having poor hearing to kill in the dark, all her personal servants do their duties blindfolded in the harem (women's quarters) of her husbands house. There are two big reasons for this. Sort of three. The big one obviously though is that she wants them to heighten their hearing to make them better at catching any thieves or assassins, and trains them to fight with needles and knives.

>>94429339
>I'll spare you pictures then.
dont stop then

thank kami for the counter ninja department
his drip too wet, his bitch too bad, and his thoughts non standard, they are going to kill him

>>94429339
Hey i wanna see the pictures.

>>94429354
>>94429356
The counter ninja girls are great and would never kill their lord.

Well at present she's about here. At the start of their marriage.

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>>94429415
Forgot pic

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>>94429421
>big tiddy toph

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>>94429421
So she keeps 1 less dice from any disguise rolls unless she passes a roll to tie all that down. Rokugan women just aren't built with that combination of Crab sturdiness and sultry Scorpion voluptuousness. As time goes on though all That gets harder to contain. Eventually, she just has to give up. Keeps 2 less dice on disguise rolls, keeps 1 less on stealth rolls except in poor light, tailoring can't hide a rack twice the size of the previous pic. So sorry but she'll be a bit less effective on stealth missions after a decade.

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>>94429486
Got other pics but I'll stop using up image limit and get writing again. This is her at about 25. The clothes aren't Rokugan style obvsly though.

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Because I had some time and wanted to I figured I'd make an image of her in full delusion mode for anyone interested. So yeah this is her in her free time.

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>>94404073
Lady Eva "the Plump" Poutzer
Class: 1st level Rogue, 2nd level Fighter, 6th level Wizard [Conjuration school]
Race: Half Elf [+2Cha, +1 Wis, +1 Int]
Background: Criminal
52 HP
Str 7
Dex 13
Con 13
Int 16
Wis 15
Cha 18

Skills: History, Religion, Insight, Stealth, Perception, Slight of Hand [Expertise in Insight and Sleight of Hand], Arcana, Persuasion
Feats: Buxom, Mana tanks

Equipment: Staff of magic missile [1d6 charges per day, rolled at dawn, attunement], Robes of the Lovely Magus [can cast charm person on opposite sex once per day], Warded Hat of Holding [operates as bag of holding], gives disadvantage on attempts to read her mind]. Elven shortsword, Elven shield, Elven bikini mail, boots of Elvenkind, boots of Speed, dress of the subtle maid [attunement, grants free use of alter self while wearing it].

>"My oh my, how did that little magic item end up down my top? Be a dear and fish it out for me. Not in public? Well then I suppose we're bringing it home with us. Ufufu~"

>"I do worry about you when you're out there on the battlefield darling, give me warning next time and I'll ride out behind you? E-eh?! On my own horse!? C-certainly not! I'll ride behind you, arms around my gallant knight's waist."

"Our children will be more human than me, but more elf than you, I wonder what they'll be like? I can't wait to find out. I love you dearest."

Eva is a 70 year old Half Elf, standing at 5'5 [5'7 in heels] with a body that drops men's jaws, they almost forget she's an outsider, a half elf. To tell the truth however, she's a native Oddesstanan citizen, her mother and late father were both half elves: her father was half high-elf, her mother half aquatic elf. She learned the Acid Splash cantrip from her father, and gained her swiftness and elegance in water from her mother.

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>>94430257
Her little skill with magic has saved her life many times over her decades as a barmaid, thief and swindler. It was a dangerous life for a buxom, beautiful and weak young woman. Especially a half elf in a land so suspicious of non-humans. A handful of acid was often what it took for her to escape a gang of thugs, and where it failed she developed skills with daggers, shortswords, clubs, whatever she could hide in a dress. She eventually left her life of pickpocketing and slapping away groping hands for a life as an adventurer with a group of fellow half elves, all women, who gifted her a set of very comfortable elven bikini armor, along with boots of Speed. These plus a trusty shortsword and small shield led her to learn the basics of elven swordsmanship, archery and ambush tactics. She uses the Interception fighting style to protect allies when she has to, she used to be a frontline fighter alongside her battle sisters, usually defending women from the violence so common in a nation surrounded by enemies. Eventually, she lost a friend to violence, and the damage was done. The party split up. She sold what magic items she'd found [beside her gear] and used the money to start studying books of magic, some of which she stole [and she stole most of her money back anyway to buy more books]. She quickly developed skill in Evocation cantrips, but focused on the Conjuration school as her area of expertise. As it turns out, her 'giftedness' in her chest has turned into a potent reservoir of magical energy. She has a number of Sorcery points equal to her Charisma bonus, and can use them to improvise spells on the fly, but only of a level she knows, and at risk to her clothing. She's used magic for money ever since, usually stealing a few less recognizable magical artifacts from the nobles she aids. Once she was selling a stolen artifact to a group of elven raiders, when she saw they'd taken several women hostage. [2/3]

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>>94430334
Before she could do anything, and before they could decide she was human enough to not count as one of them, a noble knight turned up, saving the hostages, driving off the raiders, and then protecting her from his men despite her pointed ears. It was when she realized that he didn't look down on her for her heritage, or seek to claim her as property due to her body that she felt her heart skip a beat.

DEFINITELY not when he swept her up onto his horse to show she was under his protection.

That definitely wasn't a childhood fantasy nope.

She soon became the official wizard of his lands. And soon after became his lady at court, and soon after that his fiance, and now his wife. She is VERY happily married. She has almost completely given up her pickpocketing ways, only occasionally sneaking a lesser magical object into her cleavage when visiting an unpleasant noble. She hangs on her husband's arm at every opportunity, relishing his protection, and adores lying back in his arms in a hot spring or bath, she's rarely more graceful than in water. Her and her husband take tea every afternoon, wine every evening, and she's tutoring him in her extensive knowledge of history, religion, and life. She's interested in studying medicine next. In combat she uses her powers to draw attention to her with explosive spells, then teleport, swapping places with her husband or his other wife so they can unleash a devastating action surge on anyone dumb enough to fall for her trap. In bed, she makes extensive use of "Bear's Endurance" and/or "Cats Grace". She recently came by an enchanted choker that allows her to use both at once. The bed has been replaced several times thus far. She knows what she likes. She looks forward to bearing many children, the next generation of her husband's noble line, and says that she hopes they will help normalize the presence of half elves in Oddesstana, while also secretly wishing they can pass as normal humans. [3/3]

>>94430257
>>94430334
>>94430384
Damn, OP COOKED! I'm not Sir Ordus's creator, but I gotta say, this is amazing. Great work OP, it's awesome!

>>94430429
Thanks! I was a bit worried about disappointing after such a long wait but hopefully he thinks it's good too. Thanks bruvva.

>>94430469
Im not the anon in question but....dude. You gave him a wife who breaks his fuckin bed through methods of magical fornication and the size of her tits, if he's disappointed i have to question his manhood.

>>94430257
>>94430334
>>94430384
This is great stuff, anon.
Funny enough, Ordus is extremely racist so everyone always jokes that he must secretly have an elf wife back home.

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>>94430475
I'm a little worried OP is some kind of wizard or a demon because he was eerily good at determining a decent number of my fetishes from that one little blurb.

>>94404073
>>94404082
I’m a little confused on how the 10’s work.
Does this guy get 12 wives or does he get 2+1 for three?

>>94430642
I think it's three. No clue what happens for that guy who rolled 10 twice. Maybe he effectively just has his own private sex cult instead of personalized wives.

>>94430475
The size of her tits is only about 5 percent of why it breaks. But it is part of the reason. It's mostly the motion of her hips slamming down. I'll spare you the details but her tits swing a huge amount during her favorite part and the weight and momentum is the tipping point for eventually snapping the bedframe. They've upgraded the strength of the bed many times but none last a week. They're up to several days now though, so progress! The big problem is though she keeps casting 'mending' when she hears something break because she doesn't want to slow down, and she doesn't cast it from her spell slots because that takes focus. Sooo that makes the problem worse.

>>94430594
Hmm. Makes me wish I'd got in on this when he was still taking submissions. Be interesting to see what he threw my way.

>>94430720
Let's see it.

>>94430594
Oh, are you the requester? Do you like her or?

>>94430745
I love her, vanilla love and huge tits are right up my alley and extremely practical for staying warm at night when your fief is a high-altitude mountain fortress where it snows half the year.
The spellcaster thing was surprising, but not unwelcome. Odesstana's one unique trait besides being a shithole constantly at war is the humans living there are extremely magically stunted, so a spellcaster being a half-elf foreigner is consistent with my GM's setting.
However, Ordus is freaked out by spellcasters more than most, so he spent pretty much the first half of the campaign picking fights with the Paladin for using magic, kek.

>>94430759
I think her bedroom magic use will sway him. My idea for her was 'Most racist son of Odesstana. His wife;"

But seriously he needs more money the steward is now openly snarking about the bedframe and bustier budget.

If you've ever got questions about her let me know. Other wife is on the way.