Tunnel
Crawler
Quote:
(wringing hands together) But - umm - I'm afraid that - umm - the
structural integrity of the corridor has been compromised by the - err -
recent altercation therein. Collapse is imminent and - guys! Guys! Wait
for me!
Prelude:
Your childhood was relatively uneventful as was your
adolescence. You were kind of a geek, but you didn't really get picked
on - you were just too nondescript and quiet. You aIways excelled in
math and science, so when you went to college you majored in
architecture.lt seemed like a sound, steady choice - after all, people
aIways need buildings built.
Unfortunately for you, people weren't the only sentients who needed the
services of those like you. Your brilliance put you at the top of your
class and got you noticed by the heads of architectural firms - and
other, more sinister watchers.
You graduated summa cum laude, and the job offers poured in. Your future
secured, you finally decided to let your hair down and party. You were
unused to the booze, and it wasn't hard for the stranger to lure you off
the beaten path and into a back-alley courtyard. It was over quickly,
and afterward you were taken into the vast tunnels. You marveled at the
magnificence of their design even as you felt your face melt and run
like wax. The clan elders told you your new role in unlife - to build
more tunnels, to delve beneath the city's core. You would erect no
monuments to the heavens, but would instead carve sepulchers into the
bowels of the earth, You had no real life upstairs, and that fact alone
enabled you to accept the transformation.
Now you build, and plan, and follow orders. Sometimes when you are
deeply engrossed in a technical problem you almost forget the surface
world entirely. Almost.
Concept:
You are a skilled architect with a scientific and
mathematical background. Your Knowledge Abilities reflect this. You have
also learned how to survive in the lightless depths and might be
surprisingly useful in a combat.
Roleplaying Tips:
Though you despise your form, you have come
to accept it. You try to fit in among your peers as best you can. A
combination of shyness and a sense of loss keeps you underground most of
the time; you try to lose yourself in your work.
Equipment:
Laptop computer, surveying tools, lab coat, slide
rule, calculator, Coke-bottle glasses
This info is ©1994 White Wolf. It is currently used
without their blessing or permission. I'm real sorry 'bout that...but I
mean 'em no harm. And if they say to remove it, I'd be happy to. I'm not
doing this for money, or glory, or anything except to further the reach
of their already incredible game system, and probably making 'em even
MORE money...but still...