Night's Black Agents Character Creation

[Josh]

No, they were the downfall of the noble Lost Cause.

(Yeah yeah, I know, now everybody is rooting for them. But remember throat-ripped-out dude? Okay, yeah, he was a terrorist accomplice. Wait. Why are we running again?)

[Josh]

Worst fucking trauma care ever.

[frigidmagi]

I don't think Victor can complain.

[rhoenix]

I don't think Victor can complain.

Victor can complain about the bedside manner, however. Not with the results, but with the "hey, does this smell like ether to you?" part.

[Cynical Cat]

No game this Sunday.

[Josh]

Damn. Tonight's episode was when Oren was going to try to talk everyone into getting to St. Louis so we could talk the mayor into nuking Berlin.

[Josh]

The Hidden Diary of Oren Dean Donovan

Day 1

Have continued in my fruitless efforts to apprise my esteemed colleagues of the catastrophic nature of the conspiracies entangling our world. Despite my efforts to communicate with them in a language they should comprehend, they remain painfully oblivious.

Day 1

Have noted that my recruiter's alias is an anagram for "No Cream". Am not sure if this a reference to a past operation or merely a subconscious statement of gustatory preferences, will observe.



Further observation reveals a secondary anagram of "More Can", which could indicate a potential sexual deviance. III-V Sauroid influence perhaps?

Day 1 cont.

During an unauthorized surveillance of our hidden masters, a critical revelation came to light when one of them was revealed as a Type II-A Sauroid Warrior Variant, much to the shock and consternation of my esteemed colleagues.


II-A Sauroid in revealed form, historical

Specifically the Sauroid brutally exsanguinated the target of our latest operation, consuming all the blood as per its typical digestive cycle. While the loss of human life is regrettable, the victim should at least be thankful that the Sauroid was not in breeding cycle.

Having now established the existence of the primary conspiracy, I expect my esteemed colleagues to rapidly come around to my line of reasoning and elevate their personal frequencies as defense against the hidden masters.

Day 1 cont.

To my dismay, my esteemed colleagues have somehow gotten the idea that the hidden master is not a sauroid, but rather a supernatural fable. I have adjusted to this by referring to the subjects as "lizard-vampires", a token concession to their regrettable bend toward mysticism while subtly reinforcing the true nature of our foe.

In order to appease their concerns, I have manufactured field-expedient flamethrowers. "Supernatural" creatures are vulnerable to fire. Sauroids, likewise, are vulnerable to fire. Whatever their delusions, we can compromise on the most effective method of killing our foes.

Day 2

Have begun to an effort to persuade my colleagues that live capture of a specimen is necessary. In order to truly penetrate and unravel the global conspiracy, we must learn where its centers of gravity are and how to strike at them. It is my hope that the local specimens may have the key to finding the entryway to Inner Earth, which would then lead us toward the main staging ground for the Sauroid saucer deployment.


Hollow Earth

Day 2 cont.
Believe I have begun to persuade at least one of my colleagues, the esteemed Dr. Wexler. We had a most fruitful discussion wherein he revealed knowledge of a Zionist basing on Mars. That the Zionists have extraplanetary bases is a well-known and long-established fact, but knowing their primary staging point is vital if we're ever to liberate ourselves from their greedy clutches.


Zionist Reconnaissance Drone, Identifiable by large nasal probe

He also informed me of the reptilian vulnerability to acetaminophen. While it will be unlikely that I can persuade my colleagues that there is a supernatural element to acetaminophen that will make it effective against their so-called 'vampires', I can at least modify some of my own equipment to use this potential secret weapon. This makes live capture all the more necessary.

Day 2 cont.
Attempted to explain to my colleagues the innate immorality of Sauroid experimentation by using the unfortunate example of my uncle. However, showing their obvious ignorance of Tent Peg theory, they claimed that my uncle's deviance predated his three violations at the hands of Type III-V Sauroids.


Tent Peg


Type III-V Sauroid

Day 2 cont.

Our first encounter with Sauroid forces went poorly. Victor claims to have wounded one, but no capture was effected and our colleague was gruesomely wounded in a fashion that completely ruined the leather seats of our ride.

Upon return to our safe locale, Dr. Wexler performed a miraculous surgical procedure to revive our near-dead comrade.

Perhaps too miraculous? The possibility is that Victor has been infected with an electrosite that has boosted his regenerative capacities. Given his acquaintance with electronic equipment and low personal frequency, he could have been planted as a trojan horse among us. The Sauroids are devious.


Brain scan of an electrosite (electrical parasite) in action

I will monitor him for disloyalty and, if detected, will take the appropriate if regrettable measures.

Day 2 cont.

My colleagues and I have determined a potentially effective means by which to effect a live capture. I have full confidence in my portion of the plan, it remains to be seen if they can carry out their end. The unfortunate reality is that Victor will be beyond monitoring, but if the plan fails it may well be because he has been compromised.

Day 2 cont.

Have detected another anagram in recruiter's name: Ram Once. Further evidence of III-V compromise, combined with his being the primary denier of Uncle Bubba's forcible conversion. We may have two compromised agents. Picture is somewhat bleak.

[Josh]

Major storm blowing in like right now. 70mph winds, hail, thunder, flash flooding, the works.

I will probably be fine, but if I'm not online in an hour then you can probably assume that either the power is down, the internet, or my house.

[rhoenix]

I'll be unable to make the game this Sunday, as I have to work that day this week. On the plus side, next week I get a three-day weekend in exchange.

[Karrick]

I'm going to be a bit late, maybe 8:30ish.

[rhoenix]

If it helps, please treat my character as an NPC for today, helping the team as needed.

Just because I'm at work counting hours doesn't mean I can't try to help out a little.

[Cynical Cat]

Best TPK ever!!!

[Josh]

...boom

[Lys]

Clearly i should have joined this game just so i could be responsible for everyone's swift but horrible death.

[rhoenix]

I missed a TPK?

Well, I wouldn't say I missed one...

[Josh]

I think Victor betrayed us due to electrosite infestation.

[General Havoc]

I'm just gonna headcanon the notion that you guys were fighting Marcus and the PCs all along.

[frigidmagi]

So who did Quentin tackle out of a window and who did we torch repeatly?

[rhoenix]

I think Victor betrayed us due to electrosite infestation.

Shit, the secret came out before the end.

[General Havoc]

Can both my answers be Anstis?

[Josh]

You claimed Marcus for the Swandiver.

I might also point out that he actually didn't kill any of us and ran away from Victor like a little bitch before eating pavement. All kills scored on our team were from lowly, lowly mortals who knew that our one real weakness was bullets.

(Or gravity in one case, which did conclusively disprove our hypothesis about the healing effects of broadly-applied pressure. Thanks for testing that for us, Steve.)

[Josh]

Oh and high explosives, another means of applying broadly-distributed pressure.

[Josh]

I will argue that Ben's method did stop all our bleeding.

[frigidmagi]

(Or gravity in one case, which did conclusively disprove our hypothesis about the healing effects of broadly-applied pressure. Thanks for testing that for us, Steve.)

That was actually Ben.

[frigidmagi]

So should I type up an After Action Report?