Sunny Beaumont

The Manipulative Mechanic


Look: Out of place; Piercing eyes

Skin: Ghost

Hot: -1
Cold: 1
Volatile: -1
Dark: 1

Experience: O O O O O


Unresolved Trauma
Whenever you project the blame
and trauma of your death onto your
current situation, roll with dark.

  • On a 10 up, give two people the blamed
  • On a 7-9, give up to two
    people the blamed condition, but for
    each, choose one: } You gain the delusional condition, } You can’t speak during this scene, } You suffer one harm, } You start re-enacting the scene of
    your death.

Forgive and Forget
Whenever you accept that someone
isn’t responsible for your pain and
suffering, and absolve them of their
blamed condition, mark experience.

Break and Enter
You are talented at gaining access to places you have no business being.
When you attempt to enter or exit such a place, roll with Cold. On a 10+, choose 3. On a 7-9, choose 2:

  • You get where you wanted to be
  • You remain undetected while getting there.
  • You leave no trace of ever having been there
  • You stumble across something useful or interesting along the way.

Life of the Party
When you hit the club or work a crowd, roll EITHER with Hot OR with Resources spent (max +3).
On a 10 or over, choose 3. On a 7–9, choose 1. On a miss, you still choose one, but things get really out of hand (the MC will say how).

  • You befriend a useful NPC.
  • You hear rumors of an opportunity.
  • You gain useful information.
  • You are not entangled, conned, or tricked.

Sex Move
When you have sex with someone,
you both get to ask a question of one
another’s characters. This can be
spoken by your character, or simply
asked player-to-player. The other person
must answer honestly and directly.

Darkest Self
You become invisible. No one can
see you, feel you, or hear your
voice. You can still affect inanimate
objects, but this is your only avenue
of communication. You escape
your Darkest Self when someone
acknowledges your presence, and
demonstrates how much they want
you around.

  •  Take another Ghost move.
     * Take another Ghost move.
     * Take a move from another Skin.
     * Take a move from another Skin.
     * You have a House of Spooks.
     * Add 1 to Hot (max 3).
     * Add 1 to Cold (max 3).
     * Add 1 to Volatile (max 3).
     * Add 1 to Dark (max 3).

Political love child. Grease Monkey.

I was born in the dark. A product of passion and despair by the weak excuse for a government that has managed to survive. Under the mountain the tunnels run for miles. I’ve lived my whole life in these deep passages; when the food runs out I will surely die here. My parents wanted me to follow in their footsteps but sitting in the White Room arguing with other bases over supplies never interested me. Besides I’m different.

My only love is the machines.

I have spent all my time taking apart every appliance, motor, computer and engine I could get my grubby little hands on. My current assignment is Old Glory. The decrepit, slowly dying generator that keeps this base running. Without it no flickering grow lights, no tram cars, no waste treatment.
I have given all of myself to the grease and gears; I know every washer, every nut.
When the pills stopped working I gave others to it as well.

I guess this is the part where I tell you I’m going to have to leave.
Without me they will surely perish.


…well those fuckers didn’t die.
Too bad, I was really hoping to escape the tender graces of my cunt mother.
Life has a funny way of surprising you. Like, who knew I’d ever be a failed hero? Or have my heart broken by a girl, who at one point, was an actual bucket of goo. Ha! Rue-goo. (But seriously, for a chick who was in love with a giant generator, the goo was a step up.) How about that time my friends and I sold a dragon planet to some swarthy space wizards to save Earth? I could have never seen that one coming.
Looking back my life has been so full since I had the fortune of finding these friends. Viktor, the big brother I always wanted, Bridger, who tries so goddamn hard to do good. Mia and her weird meat. Last, never least, Rue. So full of honor, willing to die to make a difference, willing to bleed for a friend. God I loved her.
I used to feel so much for these heroes.
I used to feel so much.
I used to feel.

Why can’t I taste my sorrow?

Sunny Beaumont

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