Tesla

From Mutant Year Zero
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ATTRIBUTES
Strength 3 Damage   
Agility 5 Fatigue     
Wits 4 Confusion    
Empathy 2 Doubt  
CONDITIONS
Starving Dehydrated
Sleepless Hypothermic
Critical injuries:
SKILLS
Endure (Strength) 3
Force (Strength) 3
Fight (Strength) 3
Sneak (Agility) 5 2
Move (Agility) 5
Shoot (Agility) 5 2
Scout (Wits) 4 1
Comprehend (Wits) 4
Know The Zone (Wits) 4 2
Sense Emotion (Empathy) 2
Manipulate (Empathy) 2
Heal (Empathy) 2
Find the Path (Agility) 5 3
   
ROT POINTS
(no max)
                           
EXPERIENCE POINTS
(1 per session, arc bonus)
                           
DICE RESULTS
1 Mutant (Push) 1 Break (Push) 6 6 6 Succes
PERSONAL
Player: Matthijs
Role: Stalker
Face:
Body:
Clothing:
GEAR
1
2
3
4
5
6
7
8
9
10
Tiny:
Bullets: 6
WEAPONS Dice Dmg Range
 
 
 
RELATIONSHIPS
I hate:  
I need to protect:  
My big dream:
APPEARANCE
TALENTS
Scavenger  
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
MUTATIONS
Telepathy  
 
 
 
MUTATION POINTS
(1 per session/log, max 10)
                           
ARMOR Rating
   
MY DEN
Description:  
Gear Stashed:




Background

The zone... It's going to kill everyone, but at least it's honest about it.

I'm sick and tired of all the incessant infighting, gossipping and posturing in the Ark. It was already unbearable and then I began hearing their thoughts. The zone, in contrast, is uncomplicated. You either survive or you don't.

When there's no frost, I camp out in one of the old life boats. It offers me escape from the crowd. I avoid the worst of the mutants, like Harper, and stick with those who actually contribute to our survival, like Octavia. Harper is the worst; I hope Lincoln throws him overboard.

Not so long ago, everything seemed manageable, but then the elder began to weaken, and the supplies started to run out. This Ark is sinking, and everyone knows it. I wish we could put an end to all this bickering and focus on building a productive community. That, or find some place which can actually be that.