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Greater Grand Sudbury Police - Skead Department - Break Room
Sat Mar 14, 2020 7:36 pm
Dramatis Personae
The Police Department
Corporal Isaiah MacMillian, the Born Loser (The Rev)
Constable Geoffrey van Cleef, the Academic Wanker (Fingolfin)
Constable Andrew "Choo-Choo" Cicerelli, the Semi-Pro (Nigel Sheldon)
Constable Benton Fraser, the Real Canadian Hero (Giddyup)
Constable Jason Bay, the Pogo Stick (Muggsy Bogues)
Constable Kenny McCormack, the FNG
Superintendent Livia Grant, Chief of Police, Skead Department
Desk Sergeant Bev Reynolds, the Battleaxe Office Manager
The Town
Joanna Brown, Distraught Housewife
Duncan Brown, Corteva Security Guard and Missing Person
Greg Baker, Fancy Farmer and Paranoiac
Harold Douglas, Editor of the Skead Chronicle
Susan Sheridan, Staff Writer for the Skead Chronicle
Robert Taylor, Contributing Author for the Skead Chronicle
Gord McKenzie, Mayor of Skead
The Churches
Fr. Sean Mulcahy, Our Lady of the Lake Roman Catholic Church
Rev. Robert Hakizimana, St. Michael the Archangel Anglican Church
The College
Fr. Jean-Marie Bretagne, SJ, President of St. Jean de Brebeuf College
The short version is that y'all're all Mounties, but not like awesome Mounties riding horses and doing other important things--you're rural contract police in the small town of Skead, basically a village half an hour to an hour northwest of Greater Grand Sudbury, Ontario (or rather a somewhat fictionalized version of Skead, a small village an hour northwest of Greater Grand Sudbury). At the moment, my head-canon is that the town is approximately 2,000 people strong, with a single K-12 public school, a very small Catholic liberal arts college (St. Jean de Brebeuf College), farms, one hotel, three churches, and a relatively recent influx of corporate money in the form of Monsanto test farms and R&D which has turned the declining town around. The town is surprisingly conservative and religious for Canada as a whole, though I have heard tell on the wind that rural Canada is not urban Canada and country folk are country folk most anyplace. Keep this in mind when designing your characters. I'll include some more information about Skead in the next post. In any case, we will be roleplaying members of this small-town police force as they try to solve crimes and navigate life in rural Canada.
I want to emphasize that anybody who wants to play but doesn't want to learn rules should absolutely still hang out and play their character and I can take care of the stats side. These stats shouldn't be too intensive anyway, as I want this to be more like a collective story-telling thing, with the dice helping randomize things/keep our characters from being godlike. We'll be rolling percentage dice (2d10, with one for the tens and one for the ones). You must match your score or get under it (lower is better). Doubles on a failure are crit fails. 100 is always a crit fail. Doubles on a success is a crit. 1 is always a crit. I am happy to pregenerate characters for you, but if you want to do it yourself, here are the rules for character creation.
- Character Template:
- General
Name:
Age:
Hometown:
Dependents (pick 3 people who depend on you or who get you through the hard times---like friends or family or your bartender):
Motivations (pick 5 things that motivate you--like faith, patriotism, or revenge):
Physical Description:
Short Bio:
Stats
Note: DnD rules (for each, roll 4d6 and drop lowest) OR take 84 points and allocate as you wish (min 3, Max 18)
Strength:
Constitution:
Dexterity:
Intelligence:
Willpower:
Charisma:
Luck/Providential Favor:
HP (average STR & CON, round up):
Willpower Reserves (=Willpower):
NB: Willpower allows you to push your character beyond his normal limits and to upgrade rolls one step (Crit Fail > Fail > Success > Crit Success).
Skills
Note: These are your base skill levels. You may add 20% to eight skills. You may select the same skill more than once. You may not exceed 80% during character creation. Some skills require specification (i.e., Foreign Languages or Craft).
Accounting: 10%
Alertness: 60%
Anthropology: 0%
Archaeology: 0%
Art: 0%
Artillery: 0%
Athletics: 30%
Bureaucracy: 40%
Computer Science: 0%
Craft (select): 0%
Criminology: 40%
Demolitions: 0%
Disguise: 10%
Dodge: 30%
Drive: 50%
Firearms: 40%
First Aid: 30%
Foreign Language (Quebecois Francais): 20%
Foreign Language (select): 0%
Forensics: 0%
Heavy Machinery: 10%
Heavy Weapons: 0%
History: 10%
Law: 30%
Medicine: 0%
Melee Weapons: 50%
Military Science: 0%
Navigate: 40%
Persuade: 40%
Pharmacy: 0%
Pilot: 0%
Psychotherapy: 10%
Ride: 10%
Science: 0%
Search: 40%
Sensitivity: 50%
Signals Intelligence: 0%
Surgery: 0%
Survival: 10%
Swim: 20%
Unarmed Combat: 40%
Choose one of the following to overwrite the above. This does not count toward your eight skills.
Forensics: 50%
Heavy Machinery: 60%
Heavy Weapons: 50%
Ride: 60%
As a brief guide:
01-19%: You're a dabbler.
20-29%: You're a dedicated hobbyist; in foreign language skills, you are able to have rudimentary conversations.
30-39%: You minored in it in college or you have had basic training in the skill.
40-59%: You majored in it in college or you've had years of experience. At 50% in a foreign language, you have native fluency.
60-79%: You have decades of experience, or a graduate degree.
80-99%: You have pursued this skill for most of your life.
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Re: Greater Grand Sudbury Police - Skead Department - Break Room
Sat Mar 14, 2020 10:54 pm
Skead Township
History
Skead has a strange history.* It has been settled in one form or another for as long as anybody has records of the area. The first Europeans in the area record the Ojibwe people as having referred to the area as "Bangy-Singy-Beshy-Win" and the locals proved surprisingly friendly to the missionaries the Jesuits sent to convert them. The natives assisted in setting up the Notre-Dame du Lac Mission on the shores of Lake Wanapitei, which over the years developed into a seminary for training missionary priests and then into the liberal arts college of St. Jean de Brebeuf (which currently enrolls 237 students, including 16 seminarians, with 21 full-time faculty). The mission--or rather, the reports of thickly wooded areas surrounding the mission--eventually attracted the attention of worldlier interests and the Sable and Spanish River Lumber Company set operations in the mid-18th century. The settlement remained relatively small--almost entirely a company town, plus the mission, for many years. The settlement of Massey Bay was only officially incorporated in 1924.
The Great Depression hit the area hard and the town declined rapidly during the 1930s. It was kept afloat almost single-handedly by the needs of the College and the fact that a lot of people were simply too poor to leave. The Second World War proved to be something of a blessing in disguise for the small town, as wartime production quotas led to the opening of a new sawmill in 1943, breathing new life into the community and saving it from becoming a ghost town. It was at this point that lumber tycoon and owner of the aforementioned sawmill William J. Bell, ah, persuaded the Massey Bay City Council to rename their town Skead, in honor of his wife (Katherine Bell, nee Skead). Despite saving the town, the sawmill proved to be short-lived--but 1956 it was no longer profitable and the land it occupied sold to the Falconbridge Mining Company which in turned nourished the town for some twenty-odd years until it folded, just in time for a fishing boom in Lake Wanapitei brought a new business to Skead. By the time the fishing boom ended, Skead had managed to establish itself as niche tourist location with several lake-front lodges north of the town doing quite well. In other words, every time it seemed like it was all over for Skead, something else popped up and kept the village going, just in the nick of time. On the other hand, the town has never done quite well enough that it hasn't needed apparently miraculous saving every decade or two. So, you know, strange.
The most recent round of saving may well end up breaking this cycle. Tourism has never been quite enough to sustain the town on its own, but about ten years ago, the Corteva Agriscience Corporation become very interested in the area and began aggressively buying up land and contracting out with area farmers. As the initial efforts proved successful, the company decided to relocate its headquarters to Skead, likely due to a spate of bad press in the States related to animal testing. They've established a facility for R&D outside of town and convinced more than one wealthy farming family to agree to turn their farms into testing grounds for new Corteva products. This has brought (relatively speaking) a great deal of money into Skead, investing in the College (how many small Catholic liberal arts colleges have endowed chairs in Agricultural Science and Geology? How many SLACs have lab partnerships with major firms?) and revitalized the area. This, plus the tourism, plus the remaining fishing industry, plus the College... maybe it'll be enough to keep the town steady from here on out.
Demographics
Curiously enough, the lumberjacks attracted by the Sable and Spanish River Lumber Company were almost entirely Anglophone Roman Catholics--mostly Irish and Highland Scots.** The town is for this reason an ethno-religious oddity in Canada. As a result, the lone Catholic parish in the area--Our Lady of the Lake (Monsignor Sean Mulcahy)--did not offer a Francophone mass until the mid-20th century, when the opening of the new sawmill in the area attracted a handful of Quebecois workers. In any case, on the whole, the town is very Catholic, largely Anglophone, and surprisingly conservative (for Canada). Nevertheless, the Anglican parish, St. Michael the Archangel, while small, serves most of the town's wealthiest and most well-connected citizens. After a troubling sojourn as a lonely Continuing Anglican parish in the late 20th century, the parish joined the one true church of ACNA upon its creation in 2009. Despite not actually being in communion with her, the parish maintains an embellished portion of the Queen of Canada on the premises. The current is a Rwandan by the name of Rev. Robert Hakizimana.
However, the recent influx of Corteva jobs has attracted a much more, er, representative cross-section of Canadian life--many much more liberal "Nones", a handful of Canadian-style Evangelicals, and the odd liberalized city-Quebecois. As a result, two new coffee shops and Skead's first yoga studio have opened up in the past five years, as well as Watermark, a non-denominational wannabe-megachurch (currently a minichurch) attended by people who think American-style cultural war is a fun idea.
*Some of this is true; but most of it is made up.
**This appears to be in fact the case. I don't know why the first church in the area was an English language Catholic Church, but best I can tell that's actually true.
I'll continue adding to this profile over the next couple of days. Feel free to suggest any ideas!
History
Skead has a strange history.* It has been settled in one form or another for as long as anybody has records of the area. The first Europeans in the area record the Ojibwe people as having referred to the area as "Bangy-Singy-Beshy-Win" and the locals proved surprisingly friendly to the missionaries the Jesuits sent to convert them. The natives assisted in setting up the Notre-Dame du Lac Mission on the shores of Lake Wanapitei, which over the years developed into a seminary for training missionary priests and then into the liberal arts college of St. Jean de Brebeuf (which currently enrolls 237 students, including 16 seminarians, with 21 full-time faculty). The mission--or rather, the reports of thickly wooded areas surrounding the mission--eventually attracted the attention of worldlier interests and the Sable and Spanish River Lumber Company set operations in the mid-18th century. The settlement remained relatively small--almost entirely a company town, plus the mission, for many years. The settlement of Massey Bay was only officially incorporated in 1924.
The Great Depression hit the area hard and the town declined rapidly during the 1930s. It was kept afloat almost single-handedly by the needs of the College and the fact that a lot of people were simply too poor to leave. The Second World War proved to be something of a blessing in disguise for the small town, as wartime production quotas led to the opening of a new sawmill in 1943, breathing new life into the community and saving it from becoming a ghost town. It was at this point that lumber tycoon and owner of the aforementioned sawmill William J. Bell, ah, persuaded the Massey Bay City Council to rename their town Skead, in honor of his wife (Katherine Bell, nee Skead). Despite saving the town, the sawmill proved to be short-lived--but 1956 it was no longer profitable and the land it occupied sold to the Falconbridge Mining Company which in turned nourished the town for some twenty-odd years until it folded, just in time for a fishing boom in Lake Wanapitei brought a new business to Skead. By the time the fishing boom ended, Skead had managed to establish itself as niche tourist location with several lake-front lodges north of the town doing quite well. In other words, every time it seemed like it was all over for Skead, something else popped up and kept the village going, just in the nick of time. On the other hand, the town has never done quite well enough that it hasn't needed apparently miraculous saving every decade or two. So, you know, strange.
The most recent round of saving may well end up breaking this cycle. Tourism has never been quite enough to sustain the town on its own, but about ten years ago, the Corteva Agriscience Corporation become very interested in the area and began aggressively buying up land and contracting out with area farmers. As the initial efforts proved successful, the company decided to relocate its headquarters to Skead, likely due to a spate of bad press in the States related to animal testing. They've established a facility for R&D outside of town and convinced more than one wealthy farming family to agree to turn their farms into testing grounds for new Corteva products. This has brought (relatively speaking) a great deal of money into Skead, investing in the College (how many small Catholic liberal arts colleges have endowed chairs in Agricultural Science and Geology? How many SLACs have lab partnerships with major firms?) and revitalized the area. This, plus the tourism, plus the remaining fishing industry, plus the College... maybe it'll be enough to keep the town steady from here on out.
Demographics
Curiously enough, the lumberjacks attracted by the Sable and Spanish River Lumber Company were almost entirely Anglophone Roman Catholics--mostly Irish and Highland Scots.** The town is for this reason an ethno-religious oddity in Canada. As a result, the lone Catholic parish in the area--Our Lady of the Lake (Monsignor Sean Mulcahy)--did not offer a Francophone mass until the mid-20th century, when the opening of the new sawmill in the area attracted a handful of Quebecois workers. In any case, on the whole, the town is very Catholic, largely Anglophone, and surprisingly conservative (for Canada). Nevertheless, the Anglican parish, St. Michael the Archangel, while small, serves most of the town's wealthiest and most well-connected citizens. After a troubling sojourn as a lonely Continuing Anglican parish in the late 20th century, the parish joined the one true church of ACNA upon its creation in 2009. Despite not actually being in communion with her, the parish maintains an embellished portion of the Queen of Canada on the premises. The current is a Rwandan by the name of Rev. Robert Hakizimana.
However, the recent influx of Corteva jobs has attracted a much more, er, representative cross-section of Canadian life--many much more liberal "Nones", a handful of Canadian-style Evangelicals, and the odd liberalized city-Quebecois. As a result, two new coffee shops and Skead's first yoga studio have opened up in the past five years, as well as Watermark, a non-denominational wannabe-megachurch (currently a minichurch) attended by people who think American-style cultural war is a fun idea.
*Some of this is true; but most of it is made up.
**This appears to be in fact the case. I don't know why the first church in the area was an English language Catholic Church, but best I can tell that's actually true.
I'll continue adding to this profile over the next couple of days. Feel free to suggest any ideas!
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Re: Greater Grand Sudbury Police - Skead Department - Break Room
Sun Mar 15, 2020 3:50 pm
Pregens
I wanted to include a couple quick Pregens for anyone who didn't want to do character creation. Feel free to rename, or really edit in any way you want. I put (+) next to the skills I picked for reference.
The Survivalist
Name: Bill Ferguson
Age: 42
Hometown: Skead
Dependents: Grandma Ferguson, Millie down at the diner, this dude at the Army Surplus Store he talks to in the checkout line
Motivations: Little Bill the Dog, Angry Canadian Patriotism, Irritating Disaster/Survivalist Prepping, Retirement Dreams, Getting Proved Right
Physical Description: athletic, great bushy beard, cowboy hat
Short Bio:
The Hotshot
Name: Joe Gagnon
Age: 23
Hometown: Skead
Dependents: Mama, Siobhan (girlfriend),
Motivations: Faith, Never Let Mama Down, Protect My Community, Display Prowess, Win Acclaim
Physical Description: athletic, boyish, clean-shaved, grey eyes, sandy hair
Short Bio:
The Veteran
Name: Lyle Nordman
Age: 49
Hometown: Toronto
Dependents: Henry (son), Elizabeth (daughter), Helen (ex-wife)
Motivations: Prove 'Em Wrong, Protect the Innocent, Solve the Riddle, Catch the One that Got Away, Do What's Right
Physical Description: out of shape, balding, big mustache, glasses
Short Bio:
If I Made a Character
Name: Etienne Etouffe
Age: 32
Hometown: Montreal
Dependents: Etienne, Jr., Josephine, Antoine
Motivations: Faith, Patriotism, Thrill of Discovery, Protect My Friends, Know the Unknown
Physical Description: Dad bod
Short Bio:
I wanted to include a couple quick Pregens for anyone who didn't want to do character creation. Feel free to rename, or really edit in any way you want. I put (+) next to the skills I picked for reference.
The Survivalist
Name: Bill Ferguson
Age: 42
Hometown: Skead
Dependents: Grandma Ferguson, Millie down at the diner, this dude at the Army Surplus Store he talks to in the checkout line
Motivations: Little Bill the Dog, Angry Canadian Patriotism, Irritating Disaster/Survivalist Prepping, Retirement Dreams, Getting Proved Right
Physical Description: athletic, great bushy beard, cowboy hat
Short Bio:
- Spoiler:
- Stats
Strength: 15
Constitution: 15
Dexterity: 14
Intelligence: 10
Willpower: 14
Charisma: 6
Luck/Providential Favor: 10
HP (average STR & CON, round up): 15
Willpower Reserves (=Willpower): 14
Skills
Accounting: 10%
Alertness: 80% (+)
Anthropology: 0%
Archaeology: 0%
Art: 0%
Artillery: 0%
Athletics: 70% (++)
Bureaucracy: 40%
Computer Science: 0%
Craft (select): 0%
Criminology: 40%
Demolitions: 0%
Disguise: 10%
Dodge: 30%
Drive: 50%
Firearms: 60% (+)
First Aid: 50% (+)
Foreign Language (Quebecois Francais): 20%
Foreign Language (select): 0%
Forensics: 0%
Heavy Machinery: 10%
Heavy Weapons: 0%
History: 10%
Law: 30%
Medicine: 0%
Melee Weapons: 50%
Military Science: 0%
Navigate: 40%
Persuade: 40%
Pharmacy: 0%
Pilot: 0%
Psychotherapy: 10%
Ride: 60% (chosen extra skill)
Science: 0%
Search: 40%
Sensitivity: 50%
Signals Intelligence: 0%
Surgery: 0%
Survival: 50% (+++)
Swim: 20%
Unarmed Combat: 40%
The Hotshot
Name: Joe Gagnon
Age: 23
Hometown: Skead
Dependents: Mama, Siobhan (girlfriend),
Motivations: Faith, Never Let Mama Down, Protect My Community, Display Prowess, Win Acclaim
Physical Description: athletic, boyish, clean-shaved, grey eyes, sandy hair
Short Bio:
- Spoiler:
- Stats
Strength: 10
Constitution: 10
Dexterity: 10
Intelligence: 14
Willpower: 12
Charisma: 14
Luck/Providential Favor: 14
HP (average STR & CON, round up): 10
Willpower Reserves (=Willpower): 12
Skills
Accounting: 10%
Alertness: 60% (+)
Anthropology: 0%
Archaeology: 0%
Art: 0%
Artillery: 0%
Athletics: 50% (+)
Bureaucracy: 40%
Computer Science: 0%
Craft (select): 0%
Criminology: 40%
Demolitions: 0%
Disguise: 10%
Dodge: 30%
Drive: 70% (+)
Firearms: 80% (++)
First Aid: 30%
Foreign Language (Quebecois Francais): 20%
Foreign Language (select): 0%
Forensics: 50% (chosen extra skill)
Heavy Machinery: 10%
Heavy Weapons: 0%
History: 10%
Law: 30%
Medicine: 0%
Melee Weapons: 50%
Military Science: 0%
Navigate: 40%
Persuade: 80% (++)
Pharmacy: 0%
Pilot: 0%
Psychotherapy: 10%
Ride: 10%
Science: 0%
Search: 40%
Sensitivity: 70% (+)
Signals Intelligence: 0%
Surgery: 0%
Survival: 10%
Swim: 20%
Unarmed Combat: 40%
The Veteran
Name: Lyle Nordman
Age: 49
Hometown: Toronto
Dependents: Henry (son), Elizabeth (daughter), Helen (ex-wife)
Motivations: Prove 'Em Wrong, Protect the Innocent, Solve the Riddle, Catch the One that Got Away, Do What's Right
Physical Description: out of shape, balding, big mustache, glasses
Short Bio:
- Spoiler:
- Stats
Strength: 10
Constitution: 10
Dexterity: 10
Intelligence: 18
Willpower: 18
Charisma: 10
Luck/Providential Favor: 8
HP (average STR & CON, round up): 10
Willpower Reserves (=Willpower): 18
Skills
Accounting: 10%
Alertness: 80% (+)
Anthropology: 0%
Archaeology: 0%
Art: 0%
Artillery: 0%
Athletics: 30%
Bureaucracy: 40%
Computer Science: 0%
Craft (select): 0%
Criminology: 60% (+)
Demolitions: 0%
Disguise: 10%
Dodge: 30%
Drive: 50%
Firearms: 40%
First Aid: 30%
Foreign Language (Quebecois Francais): 20%
Foreign Language (select): 0%
Forensics: 70% (chosen extra skill) (+)
Heavy Machinery: 10%
Heavy Weapons: 0%
History: 10%
Law: 70% (++)
Medicine: 0%
Melee Weapons: 50%
Military Science: 0%
Navigate: 40%
Persuade: 40%
Pharmacy: 0%
Pilot: 0%
Psychotherapy: 10%
Ride: 10%
Science: 0%
Search: 80% (++)
Sensitivity: 70% (+)
Signals Intelligence: 0%
Surgery: 0%
Survival: 10%
Swim: 20%
Unarmed Combat: 40%
If I Made a Character
Name: Etienne Etouffe
Age: 32
Hometown: Montreal
Dependents: Etienne, Jr., Josephine, Antoine
Motivations: Faith, Patriotism, Thrill of Discovery, Protect My Friends, Know the Unknown
Physical Description: Dad bod
Short Bio:
- Spoiler:
- Stats
Strength: 10
Constitution: 10
Dexterity: 10
Intelligence: 16
Willpower: 18
Charisma: 10
Luck/Providential Favor: 10
HP (average STR & CON, round up): 10
Willpower Reserves (=Willpower): 18
Skills
Accounting: 10%
Alertness: 80% (+)
Anthropology: 0%
Archaeology: 0%
Art: 0%
Artillery: 0%
Athletics: 30%
Bureaucracy: 40%
Computer Science: 0%
Craft (select): 0%
Criminology: 60% (+)
Demolitions: 0%
Disguise: 10%
Dodge: 30%
Drive: 50%
Firearms: 40%
First Aid: 30%
Foreign Language (Quebecois Francais): 20%
Foreign Language (select): 0%
Forensics: 70% (chosen extra skill) (+)
Heavy Machinery: 10%
Heavy Weapons: 0%
History: 10%
Law: 30%
Medicine: 0%
Melee Weapons: 50%
Military Science: 0%
Navigate: 40%
Persuade: 40%
Pharmacy: 0%
Pilot: 0%
Psychotherapy: 50% (++)
Ride: 10%
Science: 0%
Search: 80% (++)
Sensitivity: 70% (+)
Signals Intelligence: 0%
Surgery: 0%
Survival: 10%
Swim: 20%
Unarmed Combat: 40%
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Re: Greater Grand Sudbury Police - Skead Department - Break Room
Sun Mar 15, 2020 4:29 pm
Maps
Will be updated as we go with more points of interest.
Will be updated as we go with more points of interest.
- Old Maps:
- Skead First Draft
<br />Big Blue Building: Skead United School (K-12)<br />SW Purple buildings: commercial area, including the town's single hotel<br />Green building with a dollar sign: Skead Community Savings Bank<br />SW Church: Watermark Nondenominational Worship Center<br />Brown building S of Watermark: Lakefront Apartments (not actually on the lakefront)<br />White building with the red cross: Greater Skead Area Family Clinic<br />Lone Purple building in SE quadrant: Tractor Supply Company<br />Brown area in the SE: Monsanto test farms<br />Blue symbols that vaguely resemble handicapped signs (supposed to be slides): playgrounds</div></dd></dl><br /><br />So you'd pretty much have to assume an average of about twice the average household in Canada for this map even to approach a town of 2,000, and even then you'd need to assume some off-map suburbs. So take this as a very rough idea of the town. I might make a second draft with only major locations listed, but you can get a general idea of the main town from this map. I've included a key in the spoiler tags above. The Anglican church is on the water just to the NE off the map.<br /><br /><strong>Greater Skead Area First Draft</strong><br /><img src=)
This gives you a sense of the area surrounding Skead, most of which is more or less just various residential satellites of the town. The swirl road goes up a small mountain/large hill, on the top of which sits a radio broadcasting station.[/spoiler]" />
FingolfinAdmin- Posts : 104
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Location : the wizard hovel
Re: Greater Grand Sudbury Police - Skead Department - Break Room
Mon Mar 16, 2020 9:35 am
Ummmm, so what's the swirly road fer? OOC, that's some bad/pregnant-with-meaning juju.
- Malleus MaleficarumAdmin
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Join date : 2019-08-23
Re: Greater Grand Sudbury Police - Skead Department - Break Room
Mon Mar 16, 2020 10:53 am
The eye of Cthulhu, obviously.
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it's a road going up a large hill/small mountain to a radio station.
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it's a road going up a large hill/small mountain to a radio station.
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Location : the wizard hovel
Re: Greater Grand Sudbury Police - Skead Department - Break Room
Mon Mar 16, 2020 10:56 am
No chance we have to make it up that hill to fight spookiness at any point then, good to know. Also character creation has begun.
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Re: Greater Grand Sudbury Police - Skead Department - Break Room
Tue Mar 17, 2020 3:58 pm
The Semi-Pro
Name: Andrew “ChooChoo” Cicerelli
Age: 36
Hometown: Skead
Dependents: Alahandrja (Wife) Drew (Son) Francois (old Hockey Trainer)
Motivations: Faith (Catholic), Take Care of Your Players, Bitterness, Disappointment, Prove Something (?)
Physical Description: 6’3”, 235lbs, Dark Hair, Muscular build but tending towards a little extra weight these days.
Short Bio: Son of a local horse trainer, ChooChoo’s size and athleticism was apparent from early on and this being Canada that meant Hockey, he was a local phenom, he did well in school, but as soon as he was selected to play for the Sudbury wolves in the OHL that part of his life was on hold, A good defensemen but without much in the way of offensive game he was a 6th round draft pick by the Florida Panthers in 2003, while he did see about 20 games in the NHL over the course of a few seasons he mostly played for the San Antonio Rampage in the AHL, this being his ceiling combined with a serious knee injury, led him to retire at 31. He returned to Skead to coach the local midget team. He met his wife in San Antonio, she is not super enthused by rural Ontario.
Stats
Strength: 16 (80)
Constitution: 16 (80)
Dexterity: 15 (75)
Intelligence: 13 (65)
Willpower: 15 (75)
Charisma: 15 (75)
Luck/Providential Favor: 8 (40)
HP: 13/16
Sanity: 74 (Breakpoint: 60)
Willpower Reserves: 15/15
Skills
Accounting: 10%
Alertness: 60%
Anthropology: 0%
Archaeology: 0%
Art: 0%
Artillery: 0%
Athletics: 70%
Bureaucracy: 40%
Computer Science: 0%
Craft (select): 0%
Criminology: 60%
Demolitions: 0%
Disguise: 10%
Dodge: 50%
Drive: 50%
Firearms: 60%
First Aid: 50%
Foreign Language (Quebecois Francais): 20%
Foreign Language (spanish): 20%
Forensics: 0%
Heavy Machinery: 10%
Heavy Weapons: 0%
History: 10%
Law: 30%
Medicine: 0%
Melee Weapons: 70%
Military Science: 0%
Navigate: 40%
Persuade: 40%
Pharmacy: 0%
Pilot: 0%
Psychotherapy: 10%
Ride: 60%
Science: 0%
Search: 40%
Sensitivity: 50%
Signals Intelligence: 0%
Surgery: 0%
Survival: 10%
Swim: 20%
Unarmed Combat: 60%
Name: Andrew “ChooChoo” Cicerelli
Age: 36
Hometown: Skead
Dependents: Alahandrja (Wife) Drew (Son) Francois (old Hockey Trainer)
Motivations: Faith (Catholic), Take Care of Your Players, Bitterness, Disappointment, Prove Something (?)
Physical Description: 6’3”, 235lbs, Dark Hair, Muscular build but tending towards a little extra weight these days.
Short Bio: Son of a local horse trainer, ChooChoo’s size and athleticism was apparent from early on and this being Canada that meant Hockey, he was a local phenom, he did well in school, but as soon as he was selected to play for the Sudbury wolves in the OHL that part of his life was on hold, A good defensemen but without much in the way of offensive game he was a 6th round draft pick by the Florida Panthers in 2003, while he did see about 20 games in the NHL over the course of a few seasons he mostly played for the San Antonio Rampage in the AHL, this being his ceiling combined with a serious knee injury, led him to retire at 31. He returned to Skead to coach the local midget team. He met his wife in San Antonio, she is not super enthused by rural Ontario.
Stats
Strength: 16 (80)
Constitution: 16 (80)
Dexterity: 15 (75)
Intelligence: 13 (65)
Willpower: 15 (75)
Charisma: 15 (75)
Luck/Providential Favor: 8 (40)
HP: 13/16
Sanity: 74 (Breakpoint: 60)
Willpower Reserves: 15/15
Skills
Accounting: 10%
Alertness: 60%
Anthropology: 0%
Archaeology: 0%
Art: 0%
Artillery: 0%
Athletics: 70%
Bureaucracy: 40%
Computer Science: 0%
Craft (select): 0%
Criminology: 60%
Demolitions: 0%
Disguise: 10%
Dodge: 50%
Drive: 50%
Firearms: 60%
First Aid: 50%
Foreign Language (Quebecois Francais): 20%
Foreign Language (spanish): 20%
Forensics: 0%
Heavy Machinery: 10%
Heavy Weapons: 0%
History: 10%
Law: 30%
Medicine: 0%
Melee Weapons: 70%
Military Science: 0%
Navigate: 40%
Persuade: 40%
Pharmacy: 0%
Pilot: 0%
Psychotherapy: 10%
Ride: 60%
Science: 0%
Search: 40%
Sensitivity: 50%
Signals Intelligence: 0%
Surgery: 0%
Survival: 10%
Swim: 20%
Unarmed Combat: 60%
- Muggsy Bogues
- Posts : 2
Join date : 2019-11-08
Re: Greater Grand Sudbury Police - Skead Department - Break Room
Wed Mar 18, 2020 11:05 am
The Pogo Stick
Name: Jason Bay
Age: 41
Hometown: Trail, Canada
Dependents: Enrique (owner of black market taco stand), Tortellini (pet corgi), Joe Biden (senile neighbor)
Motivations: Bringing glory to the local Pittsburgh Pirates fan club, of which he is the only member, bizarre American patriotism, vanity, wanting to be heroic, boredom
Physical Description: retired former pro baseball player-out of shape for a former athlete, in much better shape than usual 40 year old
Short Bio: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jason_Bay
Stats
Strength: 17 (85)
Constitution: 13 (65)
Dexterity: 11 (55)
Intelligence: 7 (35)
Charisma: 13 (65)
Willpower: 13 (65)
Luck: 12 (60)
HP: 15/15
Sanity: 65 (Breakpoint: 52)
Willpower: 13/13
Skills
Accounting: 10%
Alertness: 60%
Anthropology: 0%
Archaeology: 0%
Art: 0%
Artillery: 0%
Athletics: 50%
Bureaucracy: 60%
Computer Science: 0%
Criminology: 40%
Demolitions: 0%
Disguise: 10%
Dodge: 30%
Drive: 70%
Firearms: 40%
First Aid: 30%
Foreign Language (Quebecois Francais): 20%
Forensics: 50%
Heavy Machinery: 10%
Heavy Weapons: 0%
History: 10%
Law: 30%
Medicine: 0%
Melee Weapons: 70%
Military Science: 0%
Navigate: 40%
Persuade: 40%
Pharmacy: 20%
Pilot: 0%
Psychotherapy: 10%
Ride: 10%
Science: 0%
Search: 40%
Sensitivity: 70%
Signals Intelligence: 40%
Surgery: 0%
Survival: 10%
Swim: 20%
Unarmed Combat: 40%
Name: Jason Bay
Age: 41
Hometown: Trail, Canada
Dependents: Enrique (owner of black market taco stand), Tortellini (pet corgi), Joe Biden (senile neighbor)
Motivations: Bringing glory to the local Pittsburgh Pirates fan club, of which he is the only member, bizarre American patriotism, vanity, wanting to be heroic, boredom
Physical Description: retired former pro baseball player-out of shape for a former athlete, in much better shape than usual 40 year old
Short Bio: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jason_Bay
Stats
Strength: 17 (85)
Constitution: 13 (65)
Dexterity: 11 (55)
Intelligence: 7 (35)
Charisma: 13 (65)
Willpower: 13 (65)
Luck: 12 (60)
HP: 15/15
Sanity: 65 (Breakpoint: 52)
Willpower: 13/13
Skills
Accounting: 10%
Alertness: 60%
Anthropology: 0%
Archaeology: 0%
Art: 0%
Artillery: 0%
Athletics: 50%
Bureaucracy: 60%
Computer Science: 0%
Criminology: 40%
Demolitions: 0%
Disguise: 10%
Dodge: 30%
Drive: 70%
Firearms: 40%
First Aid: 30%
Foreign Language (Quebecois Francais): 20%
Forensics: 50%
Heavy Machinery: 10%
Heavy Weapons: 0%
History: 10%
Law: 30%
Medicine: 0%
Melee Weapons: 70%
Military Science: 0%
Navigate: 40%
Persuade: 40%
Pharmacy: 20%
Pilot: 0%
Psychotherapy: 10%
Ride: 10%
Science: 0%
Search: 40%
Sensitivity: 70%
Signals Intelligence: 40%
Surgery: 0%
Survival: 10%
Swim: 20%
Unarmed Combat: 40%
- FingolfinAdmin
- Posts : 104
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Location : the wizard hovel
Re: Greater Grand Sudbury Police - Skead Department - Break Room
Wed Mar 18, 2020 6:39 pm
The Academic Wanker
Name: Geoffrey van Cleef
Age: 30
Hometown: Toronto
Dependents: Jacques Hilaire (seminarian), Candace Heath (ex-girlfriend), “Eke” (drug-dealer)
Motivations: Curiosity, proving himself, existential ennui, academic cynicism, collecting experiences
Physical Description: Geoffrey is a thin academic. He has black hair, brown eyes, and high cheek bones with sallow cheeks, giving him a somewhat gaunt appearance.
Short Bio: Geoffrey was a very intelligent young man who did not apply himself as much as he should in class. This led to him attending St. Jean de Brebeuf for 7 years before finally dropping out at the prompting of both the school and his parents. A lover of history and philology, Geoffrey had dabbled in anthropology, linguistics, philosophy, and even theology briefly while at school. Directionless after dropping out, Geoffrey joined the mounties (only just passing the physical exam) hoping to use his brain in investigation, studying forensics and investigative technique when he gets the chance. Unfortunately for him, the mounties have proven to be less strings of engaging criminal investigations and more late night domestic disturbances and public intoxication cases. Still, it pays the bills, and Geoffrey is determined to make a go of it and prove to his fellow mounties, who view him as a brainiac disconnected from reality, and his family, who views him as something of a waste of talent, that he can stick with this and thrive. He is a lapsed Catholic who lost his faith to cynicism and doubt early in college, and spends his free time reading, convincing his ex-girlfriend Candace to spend another night with him, and partaking in hallucinogens to “expand his mind”.
Stats
Strength: 7 (35)
Constitution: 12 (60)
Dexterity: 13 (65)
Intelligence: 17 (85)
Willpower: 12 (60)
Charisma: 15 (75)
Luck/Providential Favor: 11 (55)
HP: 10/10
Sanity: 56 (Breakpoint: 48)
Willpower Reserves: 12/12
Skills
Accounting: 10%
Alertness: 60%
Anthropology: 40%
Archaeology: 40%
Art: 0%
Artillery: 0%
Athletics: 30%
Bureaucracy: 40%
Computer Science: 0%
Criminology: 40%
Demolitions: 0%
Disguise: 10%
Dodge: 30%
Drive: 50%
Firearms: 40%
First Aid: 30%
Foreign Language (Quebecois Francais): 20%
Foreign Language (Ojibwe): 20%
Foreign Language (Latin): 20%
Forensics: 50%
Heavy Machinery: 10%
Heavy Weapons: 0%
History: 50%
Law: 30%
Medicine: 0%
Melee Weapons: 50%
Military Science: 0%
Navigate: 40%
Persuade: 40%
Pharmacy: 0%
Pilot: 0%
Psychotherapy: 10%
Ride: 10%
Science: 0%
Search: 40%
Sensitivity: 50%
Signals Intelligence: 0%
Surgery: 0%
Survival: 10%
Swim: 20%
Unarmed Combat: 40%
Name: Geoffrey van Cleef
Age: 30
Hometown: Toronto
Dependents: Jacques Hilaire (seminarian), Candace Heath (ex-girlfriend), “Eke” (drug-dealer)
Motivations: Curiosity, proving himself, existential ennui, academic cynicism, collecting experiences
Physical Description: Geoffrey is a thin academic. He has black hair, brown eyes, and high cheek bones with sallow cheeks, giving him a somewhat gaunt appearance.
Short Bio: Geoffrey was a very intelligent young man who did not apply himself as much as he should in class. This led to him attending St. Jean de Brebeuf for 7 years before finally dropping out at the prompting of both the school and his parents. A lover of history and philology, Geoffrey had dabbled in anthropology, linguistics, philosophy, and even theology briefly while at school. Directionless after dropping out, Geoffrey joined the mounties (only just passing the physical exam) hoping to use his brain in investigation, studying forensics and investigative technique when he gets the chance. Unfortunately for him, the mounties have proven to be less strings of engaging criminal investigations and more late night domestic disturbances and public intoxication cases. Still, it pays the bills, and Geoffrey is determined to make a go of it and prove to his fellow mounties, who view him as a brainiac disconnected from reality, and his family, who views him as something of a waste of talent, that he can stick with this and thrive. He is a lapsed Catholic who lost his faith to cynicism and doubt early in college, and spends his free time reading, convincing his ex-girlfriend Candace to spend another night with him, and partaking in hallucinogens to “expand his mind”.
Stats
Strength: 7 (35)
Constitution: 12 (60)
Dexterity: 13 (65)
Intelligence: 17 (85)
Willpower: 12 (60)
Charisma: 15 (75)
Luck/Providential Favor: 11 (55)
HP: 10/10
Sanity: 56 (Breakpoint: 48)
Willpower Reserves: 12/12
Skills
Accounting: 10%
Alertness: 60%
Anthropology: 40%
Archaeology: 40%
Art: 0%
Artillery: 0%
Athletics: 30%
Bureaucracy: 40%
Computer Science: 0%
Criminology: 40%
Demolitions: 0%
Disguise: 10%
Dodge: 30%
Drive: 50%
Firearms: 40%
First Aid: 30%
Foreign Language (Quebecois Francais): 20%
Foreign Language (Ojibwe): 20%
Foreign Language (Latin): 20%
Forensics: 50%
Heavy Machinery: 10%
Heavy Weapons: 0%
History: 50%
Law: 30%
Medicine: 0%
Melee Weapons: 50%
Military Science: 0%
Navigate: 40%
Persuade: 40%
Pharmacy: 0%
Pilot: 0%
Psychotherapy: 10%
Ride: 10%
Science: 0%
Search: 40%
Sensitivity: 50%
Signals Intelligence: 0%
Surgery: 0%
Survival: 10%
Swim: 20%
Unarmed Combat: 40%
- FingolfinAdmin
- Posts : 104
Join date : 2019-08-27
Location : the wizard hovel
Re: Greater Grand Sudbury Police - Skead Department - Break Room
Wed Mar 18, 2020 8:41 pm
For Harry:
The Born Loser
Name: Isaiah MacMillan
Age: 46
Hometown: Boland’s Bay
Dependents: fishing buddies, Laurence Neall and Jeffery O’Toole, and father Moses MacMillan.
Motivations: living a quiet life, caring for his father, tradition, bitterness about his estranged wife and son, drinking
Physical Description: Isaiah has red hair streaked through with grey, including a beard that he doesn’t do much to keep under control. His eyes are deepset beneath bushy brows and hazel. Standing at 5’10” he is thick but fit.
Short Bio: Isaiah was born at the tail end of a way of life. His family had been farmers in Boland’s Bay for three generations before him, and he helped out in his childhood just like his daddy did, right up until they had to sell the farm when he was 12 to an expanding corporate interest. While his younger brother went off to college in Toronto, Elijah stayed in Boland’s Bay and became a mountie, settling down with his high school sweetheart and having a son. Unfortunately, as the years wore on, financial stress wore on Isaiah and his wife, and they separated, his wife and son moving into Sudbury proper, where his son came out a year ago. After his mother died of cancer, Isaiah moved back with his father to take care of him and the family home. He drinks habitually, enough to be a borderline alcoholic, but not enough that it is in danger of interfering with his job. He is culturally Catholic, and is mostly faithful, although his reason for being faithful stems less from belief than from habit and it being what he does. He hunts and fishes in his spare time, and loves the outdoors.
Stats
Strength:14 (70)
Constitution: 12 (60)
Dexterity: 16 (80)
Intelligence: 10 (50)
Willpower: 14 (70)
Charisma: 9 (45)
Luck/Providential Favor: 9 (45)
HP: 13/13
Sanity: 73 (Breakpoint: 56)
Willpower Reserves: 14/14
Skills
Accounting: 10%
Alertness: 80%
Anthropology: 0%
Archaeology: 0%
Art: 0%
Artillery: 0%
Athletics: 30%
Bureaucracy: 40%
Computer Science: 0%
Craft (select): 0%
Criminology: 40%
Demolitions: 0%
Disguise: 10%
Dodge: 30%
Drive: 50%
Firearms: 60%
First Aid: 30%
Foreign Language (Quebecois Francais): 20%
Forensics: 0%
Heavy Machinery: 10%
Heavy Weapons: 0%
History: 10%
Law: 30%
Medicine: 0%
Melee Weapons: 50%
Military Science: 0%
Navigate: 60%
Persuade: 40%
Pharmacy: 0%
Pilot: 0%
Psychotherapy: 10%
Ride: 60%
Science: 0%
Search: 60%
Sensitivity: 50%
Signals Intelligence: 0%
Stealth: 30%
Surgery: 0%
Survival: 50%
Swim: 40%
Unarmed Combat: 40%
The Born Loser
Name: Isaiah MacMillan
Age: 46
Hometown: Boland’s Bay
Dependents: fishing buddies, Laurence Neall and Jeffery O’Toole, and father Moses MacMillan.
Motivations: living a quiet life, caring for his father, tradition, bitterness about his estranged wife and son, drinking
Physical Description: Isaiah has red hair streaked through with grey, including a beard that he doesn’t do much to keep under control. His eyes are deepset beneath bushy brows and hazel. Standing at 5’10” he is thick but fit.
Short Bio: Isaiah was born at the tail end of a way of life. His family had been farmers in Boland’s Bay for three generations before him, and he helped out in his childhood just like his daddy did, right up until they had to sell the farm when he was 12 to an expanding corporate interest. While his younger brother went off to college in Toronto, Elijah stayed in Boland’s Bay and became a mountie, settling down with his high school sweetheart and having a son. Unfortunately, as the years wore on, financial stress wore on Isaiah and his wife, and they separated, his wife and son moving into Sudbury proper, where his son came out a year ago. After his mother died of cancer, Isaiah moved back with his father to take care of him and the family home. He drinks habitually, enough to be a borderline alcoholic, but not enough that it is in danger of interfering with his job. He is culturally Catholic, and is mostly faithful, although his reason for being faithful stems less from belief than from habit and it being what he does. He hunts and fishes in his spare time, and loves the outdoors.
Stats
Strength:14 (70)
Constitution: 12 (60)
Dexterity: 16 (80)
Intelligence: 10 (50)
Willpower: 14 (70)
Charisma: 9 (45)
Luck/Providential Favor: 9 (45)
HP: 13/13
Sanity: 73 (Breakpoint: 56)
Willpower Reserves: 14/14
Skills
Accounting: 10%
Alertness: 80%
Anthropology: 0%
Archaeology: 0%
Art: 0%
Artillery: 0%
Athletics: 30%
Bureaucracy: 40%
Computer Science: 0%
Craft (select): 0%
Criminology: 40%
Demolitions: 0%
Disguise: 10%
Dodge: 30%
Drive: 50%
Firearms: 60%
First Aid: 30%
Foreign Language (Quebecois Francais): 20%
Forensics: 0%
Heavy Machinery: 10%
Heavy Weapons: 0%
History: 10%
Law: 30%
Medicine: 0%
Melee Weapons: 50%
Military Science: 0%
Navigate: 60%
Persuade: 40%
Pharmacy: 0%
Pilot: 0%
Psychotherapy: 10%
Ride: 60%
Science: 0%
Search: 60%
Sensitivity: 50%
Signals Intelligence: 0%
Stealth: 30%
Surgery: 0%
Survival: 50%
Swim: 40%
Unarmed Combat: 40%
- Malleus MaleficarumAdmin
- Posts : 126
Join date : 2019-08-23
Re: Greater Grand Sudbury Police - Skead Department - Break Room
Wed Mar 18, 2020 10:20 pm
The Real Canadian Hero
Name: Benton Fraser
Age: 40
Hometown: Whitehorse, Canada
Dependents: Mom, Dad, Bill O'Brien the Homeless Guy under the Bridge
Motivations: Overly Obsessed with Honor and Duty, Canadian Patriotism, By the Book, Obsessed with Organization, Teetotaller
Physical Description: Due South
Short Bio: Born and raised in Whitehouse. Father was in the RCMP in Whitehorse and followed in his father's footsteps, but Benton reported a superior officer for corruption and became wildly unpopular got transferred to the middle of nowhere. Raised Catholic, now an atheist.
Stats
Strength: 12 (60)
Constitution: 15 (75)
Dexterity: 11 (55)
Intelligence: 12 (60)
Charisma: 9 (45)
Willpower: 15 (75)
Luck: 8 (40)
HP: 14/14
Sanity: 74 (Breakpoint: 60)
Willpower: 15/15
Skills
Accounting: 10%
Alertness: 80%
Anthropology: 0%
Archaeology: 0%
Art: 0%
Artillery: 0%
Athletics: 50%
Bureaucracy: 40%
Computer Science: 0%
Criminology: 60%
Demolitions: 0%
Disguise: 10%
Dodge: 30%
Drive: 70%
Firearms: 60%
First Aid: 30%
Foreign Language (Quebecois Francais): 20%
Forensics: 0%
Heavy Machinery: 10%
Heavy Weapons: 0%
History: 10%
Law: 30%
Medicine: 0%
Melee Weapons: 30%
Military Science: 0%
Navigate: 40%
Persuade: 40%
Pharmacy: 0%
Pilot: 0%
Psychotherapy: 10%
Ride: 60%
Science: 0%
Search: 60%
Sensitivity: 50%
Signals Intelligence: 0%
Surgery: 0%
Survival: 50%
Swim: 20%
Unarmed Combat: 40%
Name: Benton Fraser
Age: 40
Hometown: Whitehorse, Canada
Dependents: Mom, Dad, Bill O'Brien the Homeless Guy under the Bridge
Motivations: Overly Obsessed with Honor and Duty, Canadian Patriotism, By the Book, Obsessed with Organization, Teetotaller
Physical Description: Due South
Short Bio: Born and raised in Whitehouse. Father was in the RCMP in Whitehorse and followed in his father's footsteps, but Benton reported a superior officer for corruption and became wildly unpopular got transferred to the middle of nowhere. Raised Catholic, now an atheist.
Stats
Strength: 12 (60)
Constitution: 15 (75)
Dexterity: 11 (55)
Intelligence: 12 (60)
Charisma: 9 (45)
Willpower: 15 (75)
Luck: 8 (40)
HP: 14/14
Sanity: 74 (Breakpoint: 60)
Willpower: 15/15
Skills
Accounting: 10%
Alertness: 80%
Anthropology: 0%
Archaeology: 0%
Art: 0%
Artillery: 0%
Athletics: 50%
Bureaucracy: 40%
Computer Science: 0%
Criminology: 60%
Demolitions: 0%
Disguise: 10%
Dodge: 30%
Drive: 70%
Firearms: 60%
First Aid: 30%
Foreign Language (Quebecois Francais): 20%
Forensics: 0%
Heavy Machinery: 10%
Heavy Weapons: 0%
History: 10%
Law: 30%
Medicine: 0%
Melee Weapons: 30%
Military Science: 0%
Navigate: 40%
Persuade: 40%
Pharmacy: 0%
Pilot: 0%
Psychotherapy: 10%
Ride: 60%
Science: 0%
Search: 60%
Sensitivity: 50%
Signals Intelligence: 0%
Surgery: 0%
Survival: 50%
Swim: 20%
Unarmed Combat: 40%
- Nigel SheldonAdmin
- Posts : 70
Join date : 2019-08-30
Re: Greater Grand Sudbury Police - Skead Department - Break Room
Thu Mar 19, 2020 1:01 am
Players in this case means the midget (youth) hockey team he coaches in addition to his work as a mountie
- Malleus MaleficarumAdmin
- Posts : 126
Join date : 2019-08-23
Re: Greater Grand Sudbury Police - Skead Department - Break Room
Thu Mar 19, 2020 6:31 pm
Episode 1: Honey, What's Your Name?
Thursday, March 28th, 2019
5:30 am to 11:30 am
Things kicked off with a look at each officer's morning routine and the range was, shall we say, wide--from 5:30 am wake-ups and pre-shift workouts and arriving to work early to eating chocolate donuts as he rolls in fifteen minutes late literally every day. We also learned that the Superintendent of Police, Chief Livia Grant intentionally arrives late as a way of minimizing friction in the small town department... but Constable Fraser notices all the same. Speaking of the Chief, it just happens to be her birthday today; alas, almost everyone but Bev and Constable Fraser forgot to bring her a present--though Constable Van Cleef claimed credit for a gift that so horrified the Chief that she left the station immediately without a word. Geoffrey has not yet disclosed the contents of the gifts because his attempt to explain himself was interrupted by a sobbing woman bursting in to the station in pajamas and nightgown. After some initial confusion, the officers learned that the woman's husband never came home from his shift as a security guard at the Corteva Labs last night. The missing man, one Duncan Brown, was driving a steel grey Jeep, license plate STMPDRS, matching the description of an vehicle reported abandoned early this morning on a rural highway about a half an hour outside of town. When they arrived on the scene, the abandoned vehicle was indeed Mr. Browns, but the officers found no evidence of foul play (the car was even unlocked!), practically no physical evidence in the car itself (aside from some spent shell casings), and no sign of Mr. Brown. Outside the car, however, they found tire tracks indicating that another vehicle had been at the scene before the officers...
Meanwhile, Constable Fraser remained behind to question the man's wife, Joanna, while Officers Van Cleef and MacMillian were dispatched to investigate the abandoned the vehicle. And Constable Bay left to follow up on a complaint by the wealthy farmer Greg Baker that he is being stalked by... a... stalker. The officers have not yet bothered to dignify Professor J.A. Roberts's report of a theft of research materials from his office with a response, and you can bet your mom's best maple syrup recipe that somebody will catch hell for that.
(Thanks for the clarification, B.)
Thursday, March 28th, 2019
5:30 am to 11:30 am
Things kicked off with a look at each officer's morning routine and the range was, shall we say, wide--from 5:30 am wake-ups and pre-shift workouts and arriving to work early to eating chocolate donuts as he rolls in fifteen minutes late literally every day. We also learned that the Superintendent of Police, Chief Livia Grant intentionally arrives late as a way of minimizing friction in the small town department... but Constable Fraser notices all the same. Speaking of the Chief, it just happens to be her birthday today; alas, almost everyone but Bev and Constable Fraser forgot to bring her a present--though Constable Van Cleef claimed credit for a gift that so horrified the Chief that she left the station immediately without a word. Geoffrey has not yet disclosed the contents of the gifts because his attempt to explain himself was interrupted by a sobbing woman bursting in to the station in pajamas and nightgown. After some initial confusion, the officers learned that the woman's husband never came home from his shift as a security guard at the Corteva Labs last night. The missing man, one Duncan Brown, was driving a steel grey Jeep, license plate STMPDRS, matching the description of an vehicle reported abandoned early this morning on a rural highway about a half an hour outside of town. When they arrived on the scene, the abandoned vehicle was indeed Mr. Browns, but the officers found no evidence of foul play (the car was even unlocked!), practically no physical evidence in the car itself (aside from some spent shell casings), and no sign of Mr. Brown. Outside the car, however, they found tire tracks indicating that another vehicle had been at the scene before the officers...
Meanwhile, Constable Fraser remained behind to question the man's wife, Joanna, while Officers Van Cleef and MacMillian were dispatched to investigate the abandoned the vehicle. And Constable Bay left to follow up on a complaint by the wealthy farmer Greg Baker that he is being stalked by... a... stalker. The officers have not yet bothered to dignify Professor J.A. Roberts's report of a theft of research materials from his office with a response, and you can bet your mom's best maple syrup recipe that somebody will catch hell for that.
(Thanks for the clarification, B.)
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Join date : 2019-08-23
Re: Greater Grand Sudbury Police - Skead Department - Break Room
Tue Mar 24, 2020 9:10 pm
The Actual Cop
Name: Bao Li
Age: 25
Hometown: Vancouver, BC
Dependents: Mom, Dad, The Rev's Cashier Guy
Motivations: Prove Myself, Canadian Patriotism, Protect the Innocent, Loose Cannon, Guns
Physical Description: Sam Chen
Short Bio: Child genius who somehow got exiled to Skead.
Stats
Strength: 10 (50)
Constitution: 12 (60)
Dexterity: 18 (90)
Intelligence: 14 (70)
Willpower: 12 (60)
Charisma: 12 (60)
Luck/Providential Favor: 11 (50)
HP: 11/11
Sanity: 63
Willpower Reserves: 12/12
Skills
Accounting: 10%
Alertness: 60%
Anthropology: 0%
Archaeology: 0%
Art: 0%
Artillery: 0%
Athletics: 30%
Bureaucracy: 40%
Computer Science: 0%
Craft (select): 0%
Criminology: 60%
Demolitions: 0%
Disguise: 10%
Dodge: 30%
Drive: 50%
Firearms: 80%
First Aid: 30%
Foreign Language (Quebecois Francais): 20%
Foreign Language (select): 0%
Forensics: 70%
Heavy Machinery: 10%
Heavy Weapons: 0%
History: 10%
Law: 50%
Medicine: 0%
Melee Weapons: 50%
Military Science: 0%
Navigate: 40%
Persuade: 40%
Pharmacy: 0%
Pilot: 0%
Psychotherapy: 10%
Ride: 10%
Science: 0%
Search: 80%
Sensitivity: 70%
Signals Intelligence: 20%
Surgery: 0%
Survival: 10%
Swim: 20%
Unarmed Combat: 40%
Name: Bao Li
Age: 25
Hometown: Vancouver, BC
Dependents: Mom, Dad, The Rev's Cashier Guy
Motivations: Prove Myself, Canadian Patriotism, Protect the Innocent, Loose Cannon, Guns
Physical Description: Sam Chen
Short Bio: Child genius who somehow got exiled to Skead.
Stats
Strength: 10 (50)
Constitution: 12 (60)
Dexterity: 18 (90)
Intelligence: 14 (70)
Willpower: 12 (60)
Charisma: 12 (60)
Luck/Providential Favor: 11 (50)
HP: 11/11
Sanity: 63
Willpower Reserves: 12/12
Skills
Accounting: 10%
Alertness: 60%
Anthropology: 0%
Archaeology: 0%
Art: 0%
Artillery: 0%
Athletics: 30%
Bureaucracy: 40%
Computer Science: 0%
Craft (select): 0%
Criminology: 60%
Demolitions: 0%
Disguise: 10%
Dodge: 30%
Drive: 50%
Firearms: 80%
First Aid: 30%
Foreign Language (Quebecois Francais): 20%
Foreign Language (select): 0%
Forensics: 70%
Heavy Machinery: 10%
Heavy Weapons: 0%
History: 10%
Law: 50%
Medicine: 0%
Melee Weapons: 50%
Military Science: 0%
Navigate: 40%
Persuade: 40%
Pharmacy: 0%
Pilot: 0%
Psychotherapy: 10%
Ride: 10%
Science: 0%
Search: 80%
Sensitivity: 70%
Signals Intelligence: 20%
Surgery: 0%
Survival: 10%
Swim: 20%
Unarmed Combat: 40%
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Re: Greater Grand Sudbury Police - Skead Department - Break Room
Wed Mar 25, 2020 4:32 pm
Episode 2: Working Title
Thursday, March 28th, 2019
11:30 am to 5:00 pm
The boys in red were serendipitously joined by an actual competent law enforcement officer by the name of Bao Li (or maybe Li Bao? Laowei? Yao guai? Gweilo? Guaido!) and also a guy who put a bumper sticker on his patrol car that says "I'd rather be playing hockey" where the "y" is a little hockey stick. So that brings the number of real police in the department to a shocking two and half, depending on how Constable Benton turns out. Bao Li is fresh out of the academy and eager to prove himself to his fellow officers and especially to his superiors so that his Coastal-Elite-ass can get right the fuck out of this ass-end of nowhere. Little does he know, Bao Li has been sent here to try to turn this goof-off department into a Real Thing, which means his career is effectively over. We also got a brief run-down of everyone's favorite spots around town. Officer Cicerelli works the second shift (3:00 pm to midnight or thereabouts) in order to coache youth hockey during the day and likes to hit up The Den, a local sports bar with pictures of ol' Choo-Choo and even a signed jersey up on the wall. He is obviously a favorite there. Officer Van Cleef prefers the more... shall we say cosmopolitan (read: theater kids) crowd at Alibaba's Oasis, a hooka bar run by a very white dude named Jack where they don't look too closely at what you pop in the bong. Officer Li, who has not yet adjusted to small town life, chooses instead to drive in to the thriving metropolis of Sudbury where he has established a regular order at a Buffalo Wild Wings. He may wish to mention to Officer Benton that he too works out before work in the morning, as the two may wish to work out together. For his part, Officer MacMillian loafs around Discount Joe's Bait Shop and chats with the proprietor about the various and sundry when he feels the need for human interaction.
Officers MacMillian and Van Cleef had the abandoned Jeep impounded at the station and took a closer look. Well, Constable Van Cleef took a closer look, as Corporal MacMillian took Constable Li out to lunch at Tim Horton's and left Van Cleef behind to search the vehicle. After stealing Officer Benton's lunch, Constable Van Cleef discovered that the inside of the Jeep was completely free of fingerprints. Happily, he also discovered a spray bottle full of whiskey in the spare tire well, which bottle did provide viable prints--of one Duncan Brown. His record turned up an Honourable Dismissal from an unspecified branch of the Royal Canadian Armed Forces, and a second visit to his wife revealed that Mr. Brown served two tours of duty each in Iraq and Afghanistan before retiring from the military after eight years to take a safer job at his wife's insistence. True to the soldier's way of life, however, Mrs. Brown complains that Mr. Brown often stays out nights after his shift, coming home in the wee hours of the morning stinking of booze. Officer MacMillian searched through old private records and discovered with a reasonable degree of certainty that the only areas nearby with red clay mud are the old abandoned mines and the Happy Valley restricted area ruined by industrial pollution. The officers put out an APB for Mr. Brown and moved on to other cases.
Officers Li and Cicerelli paid Mr. Greg Baker a visit to ask him about his supposed stalker. According to Mr. Baker, for the last two months he has seen with increasing frequency a well-dressed older gentleman answering tolerably well to the likeness of Clint Eastwood--tall, gaunt, elderly, and severe. He also informed them of a recent theft from his shed--he is missing a spool of copper wire, a couple of spools of twine, some duct tape, approximately $400 (Canadian) of tools, and a canvas bag. The dynamic duo discovered dirty footprints left by a tall barefooted suspect in the shed.
Constable Cicerelli went with Constable Van Cleef to St. Jean de Brebeuf College to speak with Prof. JA Roberts about the theft of several one-of-a-kind primary sources for Prof. Roberts's current book project--a detailed monograph on the history of Canadian lumber economics in the 1840s and its interaction with Ojibwe religio-cultural development. A rigorous questioning of everybody at the College, from Provost Ayers's Administrative Assistant Thelma to Mike the Maintenance Guy, to Mike the Maintenance Guy's student workers and Prof. Roberts's research assistant, Young Sam Whitlaw, eventually put the dogged detectives on the trail of none other than weed-dealer-to-undergrads, Toronto Raptors Superfan, and obvious douchebag James (AKA "Jimmy," AKA "Dangerous J," AKA "J Money") Roberts, Jr., Prof. Robert's very own pseudo-estranged son.
Meanwhile, the zany, mind-expanding Constable Van Cleef is making a new friend whomst nobody else can see.
Thursday, March 28th, 2019
11:30 am to 5:00 pm
The boys in red were serendipitously joined by an actual competent law enforcement officer by the name of Bao Li (or maybe Li Bao? Laowei? Yao guai? Gweilo? Guaido!) and also a guy who put a bumper sticker on his patrol car that says "I'd rather be playing hockey" where the "y" is a little hockey stick. So that brings the number of real police in the department to a shocking two and half, depending on how Constable Benton turns out. Bao Li is fresh out of the academy and eager to prove himself to his fellow officers and especially to his superiors so that his Coastal-Elite-ass can get right the fuck out of this ass-end of nowhere. Little does he know, Bao Li has been sent here to try to turn this goof-off department into a Real Thing, which means his career is effectively over. We also got a brief run-down of everyone's favorite spots around town. Officer Cicerelli works the second shift (3:00 pm to midnight or thereabouts) in order to coache youth hockey during the day and likes to hit up The Den, a local sports bar with pictures of ol' Choo-Choo and even a signed jersey up on the wall. He is obviously a favorite there. Officer Van Cleef prefers the more... shall we say cosmopolitan (read: theater kids) crowd at Alibaba's Oasis, a hooka bar run by a very white dude named Jack where they don't look too closely at what you pop in the bong. Officer Li, who has not yet adjusted to small town life, chooses instead to drive in to the thriving metropolis of Sudbury where he has established a regular order at a Buffalo Wild Wings. He may wish to mention to Officer Benton that he too works out before work in the morning, as the two may wish to work out together. For his part, Officer MacMillian loafs around Discount Joe's Bait Shop and chats with the proprietor about the various and sundry when he feels the need for human interaction.
Officers MacMillian and Van Cleef had the abandoned Jeep impounded at the station and took a closer look. Well, Constable Van Cleef took a closer look, as Corporal MacMillian took Constable Li out to lunch at Tim Horton's and left Van Cleef behind to search the vehicle. After stealing Officer Benton's lunch, Constable Van Cleef discovered that the inside of the Jeep was completely free of fingerprints. Happily, he also discovered a spray bottle full of whiskey in the spare tire well, which bottle did provide viable prints--of one Duncan Brown. His record turned up an Honourable Dismissal from an unspecified branch of the Royal Canadian Armed Forces, and a second visit to his wife revealed that Mr. Brown served two tours of duty each in Iraq and Afghanistan before retiring from the military after eight years to take a safer job at his wife's insistence. True to the soldier's way of life, however, Mrs. Brown complains that Mr. Brown often stays out nights after his shift, coming home in the wee hours of the morning stinking of booze. Officer MacMillian searched through old private records and discovered with a reasonable degree of certainty that the only areas nearby with red clay mud are the old abandoned mines and the Happy Valley restricted area ruined by industrial pollution. The officers put out an APB for Mr. Brown and moved on to other cases.
Officers Li and Cicerelli paid Mr. Greg Baker a visit to ask him about his supposed stalker. According to Mr. Baker, for the last two months he has seen with increasing frequency a well-dressed older gentleman answering tolerably well to the likeness of Clint Eastwood--tall, gaunt, elderly, and severe. He also informed them of a recent theft from his shed--he is missing a spool of copper wire, a couple of spools of twine, some duct tape, approximately $400 (Canadian) of tools, and a canvas bag. The dynamic duo discovered dirty footprints left by a tall barefooted suspect in the shed.
Constable Cicerelli went with Constable Van Cleef to St. Jean de Brebeuf College to speak with Prof. JA Roberts about the theft of several one-of-a-kind primary sources for Prof. Roberts's current book project--a detailed monograph on the history of Canadian lumber economics in the 1840s and its interaction with Ojibwe religio-cultural development. A rigorous questioning of everybody at the College, from Provost Ayers's Administrative Assistant Thelma to Mike the Maintenance Guy, to Mike the Maintenance Guy's student workers and Prof. Roberts's research assistant, Young Sam Whitlaw, eventually put the dogged detectives on the trail of none other than weed-dealer-to-undergrads, Toronto Raptors Superfan, and obvious douchebag James (AKA "Jimmy," AKA "Dangerous J," AKA "J Money") Roberts, Jr., Prof. Robert's very own pseudo-estranged son.
Meanwhile, the zany, mind-expanding Constable Van Cleef is making a new friend whomst nobody else can see.
- Some Prewritten Stuff I Read:
- After asking Clint if his psychadelic 'shroom using policeman microdoses (he does not), I read him the following: As you get into the passenger seat of Officer MacMillian’s patrol car, you glance out into the woods, off to the same side as the abandoned vehicle. As Isaiah starts to pull out onto the road, you see standing about hundred yards off in woods a… creature of some kind. It stands seven, maybe even eight feet tall, its arms and legs thin and somehow long even for its large size, its head hunched down as it stands completely motionless, completely erect. It has long tall ears—or maybe even horns?—and it is absolutely unmistakably staring right at you, without moving. A chill spreads down your spine and then out around your entire body. You want nothing more than for Officer MacMillian to floor it and go, as you watch the creature’s head turn to watch you drive off. You blink… and it is gone. You are suddenly and forcefully reminded of your childhood, of turning off the basement light and sprinting up the stairs, terrified that something in that darkness would catch you if were not quick enough. You blink rapidly and shake your head to wipe that image from your eyes.
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Re: Greater Grand Sudbury Police - Skead Department - Break Room
Fri Mar 27, 2020 2:30 pm
As promised, the list of stolen books as written out by Prof. Roberts
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Re: Greater Grand Sudbury Police - Skead Department - Break Room
Fri Apr 17, 2020 1:55 pm
Episode 3: By the Book
Friday, March 29th, 2019
5:30 am to 12:00 pm
The Queen's Cowboys are back in the saddle and furiously, if not always successfully, following up on a variety of leads in and around Skead. Constable Van Cleef stayed up very late to stake out the house of one James (alias Jimmy, alias J-Money, alias Dangerous J, alias Slim Jim) Roberts, Jr., and discovered that the obnoxiously dressed Raptors fan lives in a house of unremarkable roommates and stays out moderately late on a weekend night. In the morning, Officers MacMillan and Bay paid a visit to Dirty Dan of Dirty Dan's Liquors (official name: Liquor Control Board Official Dispensary - Skead Branch) and received a boxful of receipts to go through in their quest to answer the immortal question: "just how much does Duncan Brown drink?" Meanwhile Officers Van Cleef and Fraser, following up on information gathered from Brown's GPS, took what turned out to be a rather awkward and unpleasant drive out to a secluded cabin in the woods (well, really more like a well-maintained shack) featuring a locked door, electronic apparati of unknown use, and two areas of recently disturbed soil of "gravey size." Lacking convincing probable cause, however, the two officers returned to the station to begin drawing up a warrant, as Constable Fraser refused to engage in the "creative" police work suggested by Van Cleef. Constable Bay then drove to stake out one of the other addresses listed in Brown's GPS--206 Elm Street, owned by one Peter Harris, a Skead resident of unknown employment. There he discovered a front door that remained open for a full hour. As he got out to investigate closer, he discovered that the car in the drive-way had been idling for his entire stake-out as well--and in the back seat of the car, the unmistakable sight of blood. Bay quickly called for backup. After Constable Van Cleef arrived, the two officers entered the house. As they crossed the threshold, both officers were overwhelmed by the stench of rotten eggs and should've been required to roll Constitution checks against vomiting, but I'm a new DM so I didn't think about it til afterwards. Anyway, they were unable to locate the source of the stench, which was perhaps understandable because the entire house looked like a Joe Exotic House for Irretrievably Angry Tigers--torn apart, with destroyed furniture, deep gashes in the walls, and the occasional bullet hole. On the ground floor, the officers found a rosary with an attached medal featuring an unlabeled saint and, on the reverse, the letters OSSJ. They also discovered a desk in a threadbare office and note with a variety of violent things crossed out (e.g., beheading, silver bullets, fire, dismemberment) and one option circled--a single word, nabikagan (which Constable Van Cleef recognized as an old Ojibwe word for collar, necklace, or amulet. The dynamic duo also discovered a locked door to the basement (a door which the burly former pro-athlete proved incapable of breaking down, and yet which yielded to the cleverly placed kick of the 90 pound weakling Constable Van Cleef). The basement contained a copier and three large printers, a host of filing cabinets, and a table bearing a variety of file folders alongside a polaroid picture of a necklace in the indigenous style and a small slip of paper with the following letters:
OCVTE
EERTD
CECDT
ITOAN
PSNAA
The plot thickens!
Friday, March 29th, 2019
5:30 am to 12:00 pm
The Queen's Cowboys are back in the saddle and furiously, if not always successfully, following up on a variety of leads in and around Skead. Constable Van Cleef stayed up very late to stake out the house of one James (alias Jimmy, alias J-Money, alias Dangerous J, alias Slim Jim) Roberts, Jr., and discovered that the obnoxiously dressed Raptors fan lives in a house of unremarkable roommates and stays out moderately late on a weekend night. In the morning, Officers MacMillan and Bay paid a visit to Dirty Dan of Dirty Dan's Liquors (official name: Liquor Control Board Official Dispensary - Skead Branch) and received a boxful of receipts to go through in their quest to answer the immortal question: "just how much does Duncan Brown drink?" Meanwhile Officers Van Cleef and Fraser, following up on information gathered from Brown's GPS, took what turned out to be a rather awkward and unpleasant drive out to a secluded cabin in the woods (well, really more like a well-maintained shack) featuring a locked door, electronic apparati of unknown use, and two areas of recently disturbed soil of "gravey size." Lacking convincing probable cause, however, the two officers returned to the station to begin drawing up a warrant, as Constable Fraser refused to engage in the "creative" police work suggested by Van Cleef. Constable Bay then drove to stake out one of the other addresses listed in Brown's GPS--206 Elm Street, owned by one Peter Harris, a Skead resident of unknown employment. There he discovered a front door that remained open for a full hour. As he got out to investigate closer, he discovered that the car in the drive-way had been idling for his entire stake-out as well--and in the back seat of the car, the unmistakable sight of blood. Bay quickly called for backup. After Constable Van Cleef arrived, the two officers entered the house. As they crossed the threshold, both officers were overwhelmed by the stench of rotten eggs and should've been required to roll Constitution checks against vomiting, but I'm a new DM so I didn't think about it til afterwards. Anyway, they were unable to locate the source of the stench, which was perhaps understandable because the entire house looked like a Joe Exotic House for Irretrievably Angry Tigers--torn apart, with destroyed furniture, deep gashes in the walls, and the occasional bullet hole. On the ground floor, the officers found a rosary with an attached medal featuring an unlabeled saint and, on the reverse, the letters OSSJ. They also discovered a desk in a threadbare office and note with a variety of violent things crossed out (e.g., beheading, silver bullets, fire, dismemberment) and one option circled--a single word, nabikagan (which Constable Van Cleef recognized as an old Ojibwe word for collar, necklace, or amulet. The dynamic duo also discovered a locked door to the basement (a door which the burly former pro-athlete proved incapable of breaking down, and yet which yielded to the cleverly placed kick of the 90 pound weakling Constable Van Cleef). The basement contained a copier and three large printers, a host of filing cabinets, and a table bearing a variety of file folders alongside a polaroid picture of a necklace in the indigenous style and a small slip of paper with the following letters:
OCVTE
EERTD
CECDT
ITOAN
PSNAA
The plot thickens!
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