Post by Frank on Nov 7, 2008 10:14:37 GMT -5
Welcome to the game; you are an Alpha Redshirt
ALIGNMENT: Town
GENERIC: Vanilla
WIN CONDITION: All Deadites have been vanquished, and there is no chance of an exclusive win for any third-party.
BACKGROUND:
Every horror movie needs a collection of characters whose only purpose is to die, sometimes horribly, as they help the hero toward his/her goal of standing alone atop a pile of dead demons. Ever since the dying started, you've had a sneaking suspicion that you might just be one of those characters... a suspicion that is not at all ameliorated by the fact that, by blind coincidence, you happen to be wearing a nice, cheery red shirt. Your life expectancy is limited, and you have no special powers, abilities, or knowledge relevant to the situation at hand. Still, only the darkest of horror movies end with all the tertiary characters dead: you'll just have to hope this is Scream and not Alien.
One important note. There are two kinds of redshirts in this world: the Alphas and the Betas. The Alphas are the jocks, the student council presidents, the drunken frat boys, the head cheerleaders, the hard-ass authority figures, and so on. The Betas are the others: the smart kids, the computer geeks, the stoners, the well-meaning but ineffectual parental figures, the creepy loners, and so on.
You are an Alpha. You have no idea if this is a distinction with a difference, but it's something to keep in mind all the same.
POWERS:
1. You have no special powers or abilities, other than your intellect and persuasive ability. Good luck, and try not to die out there.
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ADMINISTRATIVE NOTES:
None.
ALIGNMENT: Town
GENERIC: Vanilla
WIN CONDITION: All Deadites have been vanquished, and there is no chance of an exclusive win for any third-party.
BACKGROUND:
Every horror movie needs a collection of characters whose only purpose is to die, sometimes horribly, as they help the hero toward his/her goal of standing alone atop a pile of dead demons. Ever since the dying started, you've had a sneaking suspicion that you might just be one of those characters... a suspicion that is not at all ameliorated by the fact that, by blind coincidence, you happen to be wearing a nice, cheery red shirt. Your life expectancy is limited, and you have no special powers, abilities, or knowledge relevant to the situation at hand. Still, only the darkest of horror movies end with all the tertiary characters dead: you'll just have to hope this is Scream and not Alien.
One important note. There are two kinds of redshirts in this world: the Alphas and the Betas. The Alphas are the jocks, the student council presidents, the drunken frat boys, the head cheerleaders, the hard-ass authority figures, and so on. The Betas are the others: the smart kids, the computer geeks, the stoners, the well-meaning but ineffectual parental figures, the creepy loners, and so on.
You are an Alpha. You have no idea if this is a distinction with a difference, but it's something to keep in mind all the same.
POWERS:
1. You have no special powers or abilities, other than your intellect and persuasive ability. Good luck, and try not to die out there.
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ADMINISTRATIVE NOTES:
None.