Joyeuse Gardlin III
|Name||Joyeuse Gardlin III|
|Age||17 (August 24, 1982)|
|Birthstone||Onyx (Sardonyx)… Or Peridot if you're a prude.|
|Hits||Snacks, pay, pets, Jenni, dissections, perfect hair, copgirls|
|Misses||Steady income, pets, Ash, duct tape, magical people attacks, bad hair days|
|+4||"Dissect? Yeah. I can do this."|
|+3||"You want something to eat? Sure."|
|+2||"I think this is how you put it together…"|
|Centipede Kampilan - Living Sectioned Sword - aka "Swordipede"|
|Feeding time - Binding Attack - Your attack somehow holds a target in place. If it hits, the target must remain in one place, use its lowest attribute for defense, and cannot attack until it can spend a turn to make a Support challenge (succeed on a 15+) to get free.|
|Parasitic Embrace (Bite and Sting)|
|When declaring an attack, you can take a point of Overcharge on your attack attribute to heal as many points of your own Resolve as you deal to the target, to a maximum amount healed of 6; the damage is not capped. If you choose to take a further point of Overcharge on your attack attribute and deal damage, the target suffers a -2 penalty until the end of your next turn. You may only use Parasitic Embrace on a single target multiple times if done consecutively and successfully. Parasitic Embrace may be used to clash if the attacker is a legal target.|
|On your turn, you may opt to summon up to 1d3+1 alien creatures or convert nearby objects into them. The summoned creature is treated as a friendly minion under the user's control, of PL determined by a support roll. You may choose to take a lower PL than you rolled, but not a higher one (to a minimum of PL 2). The cost of summoned creatures is equal to the PL-1 for the group. A support roll of 11 or lower allows PL 2, 12-14 allows PL 3, 15-17 allows PL 4, 18+ allows PL 5, and a result of 20+ allows PL 5. Creatures are able to attack, clash, hold, disrupt, and team attack with each other. Your summons have an attack of PL+3, defense of PL+1, and support of PL-1, to a minimum of 1 in any given stat. The aliens have a resolve of PL+3. 6s explode as usual without giving OC and attacks deal 1d4 damage with a +1 bonus for each point of OC taken. Creatures disapppear if you are at or below 0 resolve.|
|Roll||PL||OC Cost||Attribute||Base Damage||Resolve|
|A decorative silver comb adorned with a brass octopus. Has an illegible date and make stamp following the teeth on its back. The silver part of the comb is oval in shape, half being solid and the other being comprised teeth, several of them seem missing. The "front" of the comb displays the octopus, brass, with its head being sort of a short and stubby handle. The webs between tentacles, below the head, hide most of the solid silver. The tentacles themselves cover the width of the comb, being both of the end teeth, the other six tentacles end up as irregular brass picks which fill in some of the gaps in the silver teeth.|
|Tier 1||Double Press|
|Switches, buttons, levers, etc. are activated twice, thus doubling the effect or not achieving any results. Ex: Double clicking mouse unintentionally or turning on the light only to have it be turned off.|
|Tier 2||Double Up|
|The written number is often doubled. This applies to homework, dates on clocks, computers, cash, values at the register, et cetera.|
|Tier 3||Double Vision|
|You see twins of people. Hell, you even see twins of twins. Except one's good and one's evil and the average of the twins would amount to the individual being split.|
|Code||Keep hair safe from damage. The list of things which cause damage includes, but is not limited to: Curling/straightening using heat, cutting hair, plucking out strands, hair dyes, washing with certain artificial shampoos/conditioners, et cetera.|
|Penalty||Loss of strength, magical powers and may cause temporary blindness.|
|Code||Swordipede gets hungry sometimes (usually once per week), so it needs to be fed. It'll eat practically anything as long as whatever was eaten was once alive.|
|Penalty||The sword becomes nippy, refuses to cooperate, displays odd/unsual behavior (if what it does wasn't strange enough) and/or disappears temporarily to search/hunt for something to eat. When swordipede is gone, alien creatures come out of their hiding holes or out of their shells/camoflage (usually household objects).|
|Name||Jennifer Lianna V|
|Notes||Cop and the lead of a K-9 unit. Best friend and almost a sister.|
|Name||Ashley C. Emull|
|Notes||Owner of the "World Over Petshop" and involved in black market trade of animals. Goto guy whenever you've got something squiggley, wierd and possibly illegal to sell… Which Joy often does. Ashley is a nice guy who takes heart into chasing women (he's not interested in Jenni for obvious reasons and not in Joy because he thinks she's a budding serial killer) and a tad less racially consious than the average person (though he won't let his personality get in the way of making serious money).|
|Notes||Jennifer's partner, a K-9 unit. Obedient and generally playful german shepard. Always interested in sniffing Joy and cautious whenever she's around… Possibly due to the scent of swordipede and various other crawlies. He does chases little creepers off thus keeping the basement and first floor "bug free." He is constantly competing against Joy for Jenni's attention.|
|Notes||Doesn't know her name, yet she's taking her to the petshop and then home.|
|Obviously a girl. About 5'5", 105 lbs. Dark brown (almost black) hair, wavy and long (usually kept in a ponytail, sidetail, bun or some other updo due to her comb). Lime green eyes which overtook her previously brown eyes when she was 11-13 years old.|
|A short-sleeved dress made mainly out of dark pink cloth patterned with rust red butterflies. The skirt is loose and ends before the knee. The edges of the skirt and sleeves have frills, regularly interupted by long, violet-red tassels which almost reach the ankle/elbo with their length. It is accented by a pair of grey gloves tied off at the wrists with ribbons and a red scarf is loosely sloughed on the neck, tied up like a bow on the back. Holding the long hair up is the silver comb adorned with a brass octopus.|
|Comb stuck in hair, though that's not really the problem. Mouse bugging out when using the computer? No. More of these strange bug/lizard things showing up? Definately. Large alien creatures? Certainly. Magical girls trying to kill me? Yes.|
|On her 15th birthday, Joyeuse received a comb in a package in the mail. A little brown package with no return address. Inside, a silver comb with a brass octopus. She assumed it was from an uncle, cousin or grandparent but any relatives deny sending it. When she put it on, it got stuck. First the family assumed it was a tangle, so they cut some hair. However, it didn't come off. They cut some more, and it was still stuck. They stopped cutting her hair so she wouldn't look bad in yearbook pictures (it's all grown back now… and the comb being repositioned to look good in her hair).
Several months after the comb incident, she found her pet… sword…. swordipede lying on her in bed. It was a sword from the basement, almost forgotten. One that was sent from the Philipines by a relative touring there. But now it looked different… It was sectioned and along the spine of those sections grew blades, some to reinforce the spine with spikes and others as if to become spindly legs (which seem to mainly keep it upright when slithering, help it recover when it flips over and to grasp onto and slowly creep up walls). The handle seems to be a neck of some sort and the base figurehead has grown antenna and a mouth full of teeth (there does not seem to be any working eyes, even though the original sword had a pair carved in). Between the sections she could see muscles. It was a disturbing at first, but it was friendly enough to her. It hisses when it's mad, it purrs and shakes with pleasure when petted and it grew several sections after being fed several mice. It prefers to sleep in high corners or in dark places, clumping itself up into a spiral. Does it poop? Not really… It does excrete poison from its tip (How does anyone know this? Let's just say a possum entered the wrong second story window) which is assumed to be waste, but it doesn't smell or leave stains.
|Goals in Life|
|To become a veterinarian. Specifically a veterinary surgeon. She's already cutting up random animals she finds on the street (or at home) for practice and feeding failed attempts and leftovers to her swordipede. She has barely a clue of the anatomy of the things she opens up (natural or otherwise) which is why she's writing up a bestiary of her own.|
|Current Living Situation|
|She is currently a senior in her high school and lives in a nice house in a clean neighborhood. The house itself is two stories with an attic, a basement and a garage (three places which are frequently used and not good hiding places for swordipedes). Joy's room is on the second floor and her bedroom window is next to a tree.
Joy's parents are out-of-state checking in on family affairs abroad. However she's not alone with Jennifer Lianna (25) in her company. A family friend, BFF and legal-guardian-should-her-parents-die who has been with Joy's family for a little over a decade, Jennifer has become the Gardlin's second daughter since her parents disappeared. Jenni's a sworn officer and in charge of the K-9 units in her department. Her partner is a german shepard named Teddy (2) and he lives with her on the first floor (he's not allowed on the second).
Joy often walks to class and on her way to the school she attends is a pet store called the "World Over Petshop" which specializes in exotic animals. The owner, Ashley Emull (28), is an all-round nice guy (disregarding soft racism and tendancies to drop a current conversation to chase women that catch his eyes)… He does, however, participate in the black market animal dealings which makes a suitable source of income for Joy whenever she catches small creatures of unknown origin which are unimpressive/uninteresting for her to dissect. Where the alien creatures go to after being sold is uncertain as Ashley doesn't care to ask (although he does speculate that they are sold to research labs or used as "shoddy powders sold to and used by chinamen and juju doctors darkies usually flock to").
Tiny Enemy Crab. Something small but fierce. Ruthlessly killed by a nun.
2 Poor Tiny Lobsters. Bubbles, explosions, tornados. Strangled by Swordipede, killed by nun. Swordipede feed.
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