Excerpt, Exercise in, flash fiction, Just for fun, Style

Dear Juliette

Dear Juliette,
I’m told this letter will reach your home in six days. While I know it’s idiosyncratic in this day and age to handwrite letters anymore, I fear this is the only way I can reach you now. Our expedition into the Southern Rainforest was a bit more… Well, it was a success!
As it turns out, Sweet Flower, we’ve stumbled upon a species of primate more developed than we have ever dreamed! Oh, the lament! If only you could be with me, to witness this glorious discovery.  They have shed some features of similar sapient bipeds in favor of others, no doubt a simple evolutionary development.
What amazes me (and would stagger you as well, Sweet Flower) is that the species has actually developed rudimentary technology! Imagine this sight… Thinly-furred blue apes and monkeys together, creating semi-complex architectures of mud… a society of gatherers which searches high and low for every possible resource! It’s simply a spectacular view!
Starting next week, we are to begin observing them up close from a camp built to emulate their civilization. The best method of observation is imitation, as you say! It is at times like these that remind me why I opposed your decision to raise our child from a stable position in life. I admit, our lifestyle may make a child stand out in either a positive or negative light… but nonetheless, the thought of a family together reveling in this moment, embarking on the study of a sapient species not yet known to us. The thought is exhilarating.
I hope you’ll reconsider… At your command, Bryan is to take you to an airfield where you can find a pilot who will fly you to our coordinates!  Please, Juliette, gentlest Rose of Eden’s Garden, please bring our son and join me on this world-changing journey.

With insurmountable Passion, on December twelfth, Two Thousand and Sixteen.
James

Oh Sweetest James, how I’ve cried for your voice!  The postman managed to pull the letter from the sorting cycle perchance and brought it to me. He knows truly the depth of our love and the longing we endure. The moment I received your letter I began my reply! Your journey has taken you far beyond the range of cell towers. I have actually found myself dreaming that you didn’t lose your SAT phone on the waterfall. Though everyone may tell me how corny it is, I cannot help but want for my wandering bear. Our journey together would be immaculate, but you know I have to put our son’s future above all else. Perhaps in his later years, I may once again join you in the field of discovery!
These creatures sound nearly proto-human! You must tell me of any humanistic behaviors they exhibit – as though they haven’t already! I can so clearly visualize the image of a precious pink sunset, overtaking the rainforest as the ambient sounds of creatures settling for the evening imbues the scene with an enchanting – dare I say, haunting – melody of nature. Oh! These blue simians, how do they communicate? Surely they have as basic a language system as they do a tool system.
In fact, the more I think about it, the more I feel I shouldn’t think about it. I shall call Bryan immediately and we will rush to meet you!  James has been calling out for adventure lately, anyway. This decision is the most exciting impulse I’ve ever had, next to the one that led me to you, you most endearing husband! Fear not, for tomorrow I shall be with you!

Lustfully Yearning Your Embrace, December Seventeenth, Twenty-Sixteen.
Juliette Morrison

P.S. Don’t think you’re going to get all the credit for discovering a new species, Mister! I’ve been alongside you in every one of your studies to date, and I don’t plan to miss one! Think of how great it would be to have James as a notable party as well! The Morrison Clan unveiling a new early society to the world! If they are similar enough to us, we could have a whole new model for human evolution in a controlled environment! This could be our seminal work!

Juliette, Sweet Rose of the Garden,
They are not apes… they are… of unknown origin. Our first attempt at direct contact ended in a blood bath! They have a cache of weapons stolen from humans who must have been traveling through this area. Their numbers are far greater than we initially estimated as well… what we thought was a society of only a few hundred, is in fact a number in the thousands. They have a form of communication beyond our grasp. I can only call it telepathy, as they seem to act as a hive.

Please, my Darling, stay as far away from here as possible… I think we have started what may be a devastating conflict. I have given Bryan instructions to take you and James to a Safe-House with a book of contacts within the government. I cannot explain the nature of what has happened except to say that these animals are not as they appear, they are armed, hostile, and quick to aggress.

Do not come to find me, I don’t think I’ll survive the night.

It has been a wild ride, my dearest love, I hope you will survive whatever comes of this. Our time together was the best time of my life.

-James

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Excerpt, Exercise in, flash fiction, Style, technical skill

Mage: the Awakening

Is a table-top roleplaying game set in a modern fantasy. This game takes place in Ashville, NC. As an opportunity to practice writing, I will be chronicling my character’s exploits here in a weekly update. Here is his background info.

 


 

 

James (Code Name: CHASE) awakened during a covert strike mission targeting a Liberian Warlord. The warlord had an unknown informant within the CIA. The Warlord’s informant had detailed, first-hand knowledge of the assault and, as a result, the team never made it into the building. The wall they would have breached had been wired to several pounds extra of T4 explosive and all but James died. Of course, he would have, if the explosion hadn’t literally ripped him to shreds. At the moment of awakening, he was pulled from his mortal body and thrust into Pandemonium at the base of the Watchtower of the Iron Gauntlet. Upon climbing to the top, he saw all of the men and women he’d worked with for the secrets they’d kept from him. Most notably, he saw that the Warlord’s informant was his handler, Dominic. Dominic acted on orders from his superiors, whom James could not see. After returning to The Fallen World, he found Dominic, who was running the op, on the scene. Code Name: CHASE reported the event to his appointed psychiatrist who diagnosed him with PTSD. Transfered to Ashville, NC, CHASE thought he was here to retire but the GotV quickly recruited the Mastigos.

ST notes: CHASE currently resides in an extended-stay motel on the government’s pension (covers housing and food). He may have resided here and studied magic alone for a month or three. If anything details are missing, please ask!

 


For the nerdily inclined, here is the full sheet:

Shadowname: CHASE
Sleeper Name: James Alta
Concept: Recently Awakend Covert Operative
Virtue: Faith
Vice: Pride
Path: Mastigos
Order: Guardians of the Veil
Legacy: None

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ATTRIBUTES:
Mental
Intelligence: 4
Wits: 3
Resolve: 3

Physical
Strength: 1
Dexterity: 3
Stamina: 3

Social
Presence: 1
Manipulation: 3
Composure: 2

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SKILLS
Mental (-3 untrained)
Academics:
Computer: 1
Crafts: 2
Investigation: 3, CSI
Medicine: 2
Occult: 2
Politics: 2
Science:

Physical (-1 untrained)
Athletics:
Brawl:
Drive:
Firearms: 2
Larceny: 1
Stealth: 2, Hiding
Survival:
Weaponry:

Social (-1 untrained)
Animal Ken:
Empathy: 2
Expression: 1
Intimidation:
Persuasion: 2, Cutting a Deal
Socialize:
Streetwise: 2
Subterfuge: 2

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MERITS
High Speech 1
Status (Consilium) 1
Status (GotV) 1
Masque (Wounded Monk) 1

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ARCANA
Death:
Fate:
Forces:
Life:
Matter:
Mind: 2
Prime: 2
Space: 3
Spirit:
Time:

ROTES:
Remote Viewing, Intelligence + Investigation + Space, M:ta Core p235, Space 2

Forever Stranger, Wits + Subterfuge + Mind, M:ta Core p208, Mind 2

Rend the Weave, Composure + Occult + Prime, Prime 2

NIMBUS:
Vulgar only: 8 shadows as though he is a beacon of light. As casting progresses, shadows converge into one.

Covert Only: His shadow expands and contracts during casting. The motion is subtle enough not to be seen without scrutiny

OTHER TRAITS (FLAWS) :

EXPANDED MERITS
Masque – Wounded Monk
ST’s: I am unsure what character to assume under the guise of the masque… any suggestions?

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STATS
Defense: 2
Initiative: 5
Wisdom: 7
Size: 5
Speed: 9

Willpower: 5
Health: 7
Taint:

Gnosis: 2
Mana/Mana per turn:
7/2

EQUIPMENT

Spoiler
* denotes carried
** denotes black bag/mission gear

Weapons:
Glock 27 Machine Pistol, two 30 round magazines (60 total)*
Pocket knife*
.45 Glock + 2 spare magazines (21 rounds total)**
Bolt-action sniper rifle + 10 rounds**

Utility:
Zippo*
Mirrored Aviators (Dedicated Order Tool)*
Masque (TBD)*
lockpick set (+1 to relevant rolls)*
Field Medicine Kit including sutures**
Black Ops attire: Tactical harness, Night Vision Goggles, black on black cargo pants and shirt, combat boots (+1 stealth)**

Misc:
Pentacle (Reminder of faith in the system/patriotism to the order)*
Library Card (+1 Research)*
$1500 emergency fund
Surveillance gear: 2 parabolic mics, 1 laser mic
7 casual outfits (+1 blending into a crowd)
3 high-end suits + accessories (+1 persuasion)

BACKGROUND

Spoiler
James (Code Name: CHASE) awakened during a covert strike mission targeting a Liberian Warlord. The warlord had an unknown informant within the CIA. The Warlord’s informant had detailed, first-hand knowledge of the assault and, as a result, the team never made it into the building. The wall they would have breached had been wired to several pounds extra of T4 explosive and all but James died. Of course, he would have, if the explosion hadn’t literally ripped him to shreds. At the moment of awakening, he was pulled from his mortal body and thrust into Pandemonium at the base of the Watchtower of the Iron Gauntlet. Upon climbing to the top, he saw all of the men and women he’d worked with for the secrets they’d kept from him. Most notably, he saw that the Warlord’s informant was his handler, Dominic. Dominic acted on orders from his superiors, whom James could not see. After returning to The Fallen World, he found Dominic, who was running the op, on the scene. Code Name: CHASE reported the event to his appointed psychiatrist who diagnosed him with PTSD. Transfered to Ashville, NC, CHASE thought he was here to retire but the GotV quickly recruited the Mastigos.

ST notes: CHASE currently resides in an extended-stay motel on the government’s pension (covers housing and food). He may have resided here and studied magic alone for a month or three. If anything details are missing, please ask!

 

 

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