Post by Frank on Aug 18, 2010 14:35:19 GMT -5
Welcome to the game; you are the The Tabloid Reporter
ALIGNMENT: Town
GENERIC: Vanilla
WIN CONDITION: All Scum and malicious third-parties (if any) have been vanquished.
BACKGROUND:
During your third year as a journalism major at UCLA, you contracted a dreadful case of hoof-and-mouth disease after an especially ill-advised trip to a local fraternity party. Unfortunately, thanks to the subsequent period of recovery and quarantine, you were quite literally sick the day they taught ethics at journalism school. When you graduated, you found a job photoshopping unflattering pictures of celebrities for The Daily Tattler; things just sort of snowballed from there.
Sadly enough, covering this event: a half-baked reality TV show set in a supposedly haunted cabin where dozens of college kids were ritually slaughtered some years ago - supposedly the work of Demons summoned by a cursed book - marks the deepest foray into legitimate news of your mostly undistinguished career. Your role here is clear: you will ask inappropriately personal questions at critical junctions, file misleading and badly written reports to your editor, who will run them alongside pictures of guys in Halloween costumes intended to represent "demons," and - let's face it - probably get fileted by a demon with a barbed tail about halfway through the movie's second act.
Hey, it's a living.
POWERS:
1. You have no special powers, abilities, or information. You're preternaturally nosy, but you have no skills of any kind, so it all just kind of cancels itself out.
ALIGNMENT: Town
GENERIC: Vanilla
WIN CONDITION: All Scum and malicious third-parties (if any) have been vanquished.
BACKGROUND:
During your third year as a journalism major at UCLA, you contracted a dreadful case of hoof-and-mouth disease after an especially ill-advised trip to a local fraternity party. Unfortunately, thanks to the subsequent period of recovery and quarantine, you were quite literally sick the day they taught ethics at journalism school. When you graduated, you found a job photoshopping unflattering pictures of celebrities for The Daily Tattler; things just sort of snowballed from there.
Sadly enough, covering this event: a half-baked reality TV show set in a supposedly haunted cabin where dozens of college kids were ritually slaughtered some years ago - supposedly the work of Demons summoned by a cursed book - marks the deepest foray into legitimate news of your mostly undistinguished career. Your role here is clear: you will ask inappropriately personal questions at critical junctions, file misleading and badly written reports to your editor, who will run them alongside pictures of guys in Halloween costumes intended to represent "demons," and - let's face it - probably get fileted by a demon with a barbed tail about halfway through the movie's second act.
Hey, it's a living.
POWERS:
1. You have no special powers, abilities, or information. You're preternaturally nosy, but you have no skills of any kind, so it all just kind of cancels itself out.