Name: Brian Watterly Nickname: N/A Gender: Male Age and Birth Date: 28, May 14, 1988 Previous occupation: Police officer (US army veteran)
APPEARANCE Brian falls in at just over six feet and is of fit muscular build considering his career paths. His skin is an average Caucasian tone and his hair, always in a stereotypical police cut (high-and-tight at longest, shaved at shortest), is somewhere between dark blonde and mouse brown. He has high cheekbones and a sturdy jaw structure cutting a unique-handsome face and a pair of dark grey eyes. He is not especially vain, but wears clothes that fit his body well, usually casual in nature. T-shirts, jeans, hoodies, button-ups, it's all fair game save for special occasions. eye color: [x] face claim: Nick Madrid [x][x][x][x]
PERSONALITY Emotions are a bit of a struggle with this particular young man. He feels the same as anyone else (or at least those close to him would insist as such) but has difficulty expressing them. Although he is a passionate man, his time in the army and then as a police officer meant training used to suppress normal human emotions like fear, panic, and sorrow. Unfortunately this seems to have carried on into the rest of Brian’s social repertoire, making him appear distant at best and wholly uninterested at worst. Those who see his compassion are generally victims and children, and beyond that only those who can break below the surface.
That aside, loyalty and bravery strike hard. It doesn’t matter if you are a close friend or a mere acquaintance; “protect and serve” applies to everyone. If you show Brain respect, he is going to return the favor deemed appropriate for the moment. In the future, however, respectful folk might find themselves under extra protection regardless of their initial meeting. Brian doesn’t like to concede to it, but he does grow attached to people fairly easily. This all of course circles back to them not wanting to know it, and trying to avoid getting hurt himself.
People in need may see him approaching them first, but at the very least the officer can offer a smile and a nod to even strangers. He meshes with groups easily and enjoys leadership positions, which gives him a sense of pride. Otherwise one may find themselves having to take over the initial approach.
DEITY Zeus has blessed Brian and chosen him for recruitment. The officer lacks the particular air of violence and unstable temperament of a Chosen of Ares, but has still served in the military and now serves the community. He is law-abiding but understanding, proud, even-tempered, and a born leader.
Family Mother [Elena] , Father [David] , Sister [Alison] -5 yo , Sister [Christine] -9 yo
ZEUS Malcolm [Zeus] : Don't really know him. [neutral]
HERA Beth : A bit goofy, but in a good way. Has a very good heart. Open with me. [friendly]
POSEIDON
DEMETER
ATHENA Cat : Friendly and bright. Fought beside me against the birds. [positive]
APOLLO Rose : Well-spoken. Seems strong. [neutral]
ARTEMIS Erica : Definitely a passionate fighter. Would want her on my side. [neutral] Tara [Artemis] : Fought by my side, and also turned into a wolf. Very peppy. [neutral] Izzy : She's the one with the hair, right? [neutral]
ARES Edward : Pretty much never looks happy. [neutral] Mathilda : Barely know her, but she could probably kick serious a**. [neutral]
APHRODITE Misha : A sweet woman, and strong. With me through a lot of this. [friendly] Sylvia [Aphrodite] : Pretty nice. Not afraid to take charge. [friendly]
HEPHAESTUS Davor : Saved our asses once [neutral] Briiva : She was a tiger once. Helped Tara out too. [neutral]
HERMES Asher : Kind of a little a*****e [negative] Zan : Helpful for sure, even if he doesn't particularly want to be Lex : Definitely kind, fun to be around, and determined to do good [friendly]
DIONYSUS Ernst : Helped us not die by metal bird [neutral]
Posted: Tue Jul 26, 2016 1:28 pm
C O M B A T
+4 Moly Flower [ Small white flower with a dark root. It can be used once to replenish 3 HP, at which point it is consumed and leaves your inventory forever. ] +1 Corrupted Fish Oil [ 1-40: Corrupted Fish Oil: Coat your weapon with this oil and add 2 to your final damage that round. The vial contains 5 uses. ] +1 Torn Spellbook Page [ It seems like gibberish to you, but you decide to keep it anyway. ]
Magic: Commanding Shout [ Taunt enemies: for the next one round, everyone must attack you. You take double damage from monsters, but no one else takes any. ] Out of Combat Effect: In use, his voice can command a target's attention for 20 seconds, though he can’t affect how they feel about it.
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Posted: Tue Jul 26, 2016 1:36 pm
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Posted: Tue Jul 26, 2016 1:37 pm
⚡. R E C R U I T M E N T
Officer Brian Watterly had not specifically settled back to set up a speed trap, but sometimes these things just worked out for you. Something about this stop was odd, though. As the blue Pruis had approached him and taken to the other lane it had been traveling at a completely acceptable rate of speed. Now, drivers tended to behave when they saw the blue and red unlit on the road, but apparently not this young woman. Brian saw her as a shock of messy blonde hair pulled up into a ponytail and a pair of pale blue shoulders before she sped up. It was almost like she was trying to race him with the rate at which she had accelerated. In a moment the blue Pruis was exploding down the street and he flipped on the lights and sirens, chasing her down.
The woman in the Pruis only sped for seconds more before she slowed and eventually coasted to a stop at the side of the road. With a sigh, Brian stepped out of his car and approached the Pruis. He glanced into the back seat and saw nothing else but the shape of a medium-sized dog wagging its tail. He offered it a smile. As he came to the front windows he saw that the woman sitting in the front seat was no older than thirty and seemed a bit dazed; her brown eyes were fixated somewhere down the road and lingered there even as Brain approached.
"Ma'am," he said when he reached the front door. Was she on something? Booze? Drugs? Was she mentally ill? Was she planning to run? You had to be careful with everything going on in the country these days.
The woman turned to him, but her eyes were wide, and he had a feeling it wasn't for his presence.
"Ma'am, are you alright today?" Brian asked.
"Oh... yes. I... yes. I don't know what came over me," she replied. Finally she offered the usual traffic stop gentle smile. Her pupils didn't look dilated.
"Do you know why I pulled you over today?" Brain was giving his best stoic cop-face, trying to not seem too concerned nor too cold. You never knew when someone was going to need your help
"I don't, no, Sir." It was a good move. If you admitted to speeding, the officer had to write the ticket. It made it easier for him for certain. Most people knew that trick, though, and denied they had any idea why they'd been stopped.
"License and registration, please?"
"Of course." The woman turned, her back to Brian as she went into her glove box.
It was then that it happened; the dog barked. It didn't sound like the K9 units did when they were ready to take down a suspect, but it was low and loud and commanding attention. The dog was a handsome pit-mix from the look of it, shiny grey with a jagged white line of fur coursing down its chest. Its tail was still wagging. There was something strange about this dog, but Brian couldn't place it. In fact, when had the woman opened the rear window? The dog barked again.
"Brian."
The officer stepped back defensively, not so far as to put himself in the road but far enough that he removed himself from the immediate vicinity of who ever had said his name. The dog barked again, a few times in a row this time.
"Brian, I know that you can hear me."
What in the Hell?! It sounded like... words? The dog was just barking, it didn't have any conveniently CGI-ed lips to enunciate properly, but he was sure he was hearing something beyond the guttural noise. Then he heard it... by God he heard it chuckle! The dog looked amused, its floppy lips pulled back in what people liked to call a smile, but was more like excitement or panting.
"Brian. It is I. Zeus."
Brian swallowed and his lower jaw juddered with words he couldn't manage. Was this it? Was he losing it?
"No, Brian, no! ZEUS!" A bolt of heat-lightning blazed across the sky, crashing into the field just beside the road and causing a cacophonous boom that rumbled the ground. Brian's heart rate was beginning to pick up, but he refused to panic. He simply conceded to listen.
"I have chosen you," the dog 'said' as it barked nonsensically. How was he hearing words?! "If you accept my blessing, someone will come within the week to recruit you, and you will accept. The world is so much larger than you imagined, Brian. It is much more magical than you would believe. Accept this offer, Brian, and they will open your mind to all of the world's wonders." Far-off thunder rumbled again.
Brian was trying hard to form some words to respond or at least radio in when the dog's barking seemed to lose its human candor. The window was up now, creating a shield between himself and the happy pet, but he hadn't seen it rise. What in the world?
"Oh, don't mind him, he just wants to play," the woman in the Pruis suddenly piped up. She had her papers in her hand. "Sir?"
Brian was still slightly fazed, looking to the dog and through their surroundings briefly. Had anyone else heard that? Had anyone else seen it? Life around them was carrying on without a stutter-step. It was as if a dog hadn't just been--
"Thank you," he said then, face turning stoic once more. He took the woman's license and registration, saw everything was up to code, took down the necessary information, and began to pen a written warning. The woman's face dropped.
"No, no," Brian said with a little chuckle, "I'm going to let you off with a little warning today. You were speeding a bit back there, but you did pull right over. Be sure to pay attention to the road signs in the future, ma'am. We're in a forty. You have a good day now." He ripped the paper from the pad and offered it to the graciously smiling woman. He offered her a smile back and a nod and he headed back to his car. He waited for her to drive off then then simply sat there a moment, his finger at his lip while he leaned on his elbow. Zeus, huh? Everything else seemed normal. He didn't feel strange, and his pulse was only barely elevated when he checked it.
Well then, he thought, what harm could it do? If he'd had a little emotional snap, it wasn't like anyone could hear his thoughts. If it happened again he'd just go find himself a doctor. A larger world, magic... what could he lose in agreeing? The officer sighed and shook his head.
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