GleefulNihilism

The Shriek Sergio believed that the relationship between Talent and Management in the Music Industry should always been at least somewhat adverserial. That's why when his manager Earnst Featherfall wanted him to be somewhere he made it a point to always been either at least a half-hour late or a half-hour early. Nothing in between. At least this time it wasn't for a gig. Earnst finally talked him into opening an actual bank account and he felt stupid. At least he could rest assured that this clown at the desk probably felt worse. He smirked, just to savor the moment. Those familiar with Soverign City's music scene might actually recognize him. Sergio Pearson, a local boy done good. Sort of. A rising star in the music scene who played a bluesy-rock guitar like he made a deal with the devil for his fingers. The common belief was that the main thing holding him back from national stardom was that Sergio had a bad combination of artistic purity and being completely blind since just about birth. Those that have their ears closer to the ground, or even actually know him, know that a bigger issue then both of them was that Sergio Pearson was a creature of sarcism, spite, and he had a nasty temper when it did come out. "Mr. Pearson, it would probably go easier if we waited for your business associate." "Probably. But I'm Talent and he's Management. There has to be some friction just on principle." the blind man chuckles. The guy does too really, a little gift. "Well, our Braille reader is - alright, I'll admit it. We can't find it. Pretty sure it's in a storage closet somewhere." "Well I ain't signing anything without reading it first. Or Earnst getting here and him reading it. I'll wait." Was he enjoying this? Yes - yes he was. OOC

The Shriek He manages to calm down a little, before killing the guy at least. Deep breathes, long and deep breaths as he tries to get back together. He drops to his Devil Voice again. Get Out of Soverign City. Never Come Back. Keep Slapping Around Your Girlfriends and Their Kids and Even That Won't Stop Me. Run. OOC PRE to make sure it sticks.

Thank ye kindly!

The Shriek Why? Why? Why? He replayed the moment for him already, if the guy couldn't figure it out from there then what was the point in a lecture? Properly pissed off, he lashes out more and more to push the guy over the edge. He wasn't a professional fighter or anything, but in the dark with a screaming demon - yeah, that tends to put people off balance. OOC Yep, noticed that too. Mathematically speaking just the Sonic Blast by itself's damage wasn't *terrible* but not great either. The punch though should have done way better. Rolling to Calm Down a bit, but yeah. He's going to want to stop moving. So rolling - Punch 1 - 7, 12 Damage Punch 2 - 14, 9 Damage Then Calm Down - 8

The Shriek ---OOC--- OOC Alright. Sonic Blast is 6d6, Fisticuffs is another 2 1/2 d6. I figure he does still have enough self-control that he'd stop before killing the guy, so I'm thinking just rolling 9 and we remember that the last one is a half-die instead.

The Shriek ---OOC--- OOC Yeah, I’m thinking that with those rolls Sergio hasn’t gone *completely* berserk so he doesn’t have to kill the guy - but this is gonna get ugly. Open with sonic attack, follow up with fists. Maybe the vibro-punches if the guy doesn’t stop moving.

speaking of individual threads… lol

BOZ ROGUE 1 HP: 18/18 | AC: 18 | Perception: +5, Low-Light Fort: +5 | Ref: +9 | Will: +5 Racket - ThiefNothing beats the thrill of taking something that belongs to someone else, especially if you can do so completely unnoticed. You might be a pickpocket working the streets, a cat burglar sneaking through windows, or even a consultant, testing clients’ vaults for openings. When a fight breaks out, you prefer swift, lightweight weapons, and you strike where it hurts. When you attack with a finesse melee weapon or finesse melee unarmed attack, you can add your Dexterity modifier to damage rolls instead of your Strength modifier. | Spells PreparedDetect Magic at Will | SkillsAcrobatics +7  Arcana +4 Athletics +3 Crafting +4  Deception +5 Diplomacy +5 Intimidation +5  Lore: Underworld +4 Occultism +4 Stealth +7 Thievery +7 | Sneak AttackWhen your enemy can't properly defend itself, you take advantage to deal extra damage. If you Strike a creature that has the off-guard condition with an agile or finesse melee weapon, an agile or finesse unarmed attack, a ranged weapon attack, or a ranged unarmed attack, you deal an extra 1d6 precision damage. For a ranged attack with a thrown melee weapon, that weapon must also be agile or finesse. As your rogue level increases, so does the number of damage dice for your sneak attack. Increase the number of dice by one at 5th, 11th, and 17th levels.| Extra Space HereForeshadowing Well, he liked it here. He could see his career requiring him to head somewhere larger at one point, but for now Port Torvin was home. Port Torvin was home and the Guild was Family. A few days ago he was running a bit short on funds, sure - but what does someone like him do when he's short on funds? Goes out and Steals some, of course. Oh, don't look like that. Port Torvin's local Thieves Guild was right respectable, it was. This wasn't random crime and cruelty for no reason, this was thieves using their heads and bein' organized about this. You know when the last time was that the Guild killed someone for somethin' other then Self-Defense? Honest question, if it's ever happened Boz didn't know about it either. Professionals, have Standards. Rules. Do this nice and proper, aye? Boz has that hungry look in his eyes of someone that's had to work, or steal, for everything he's had in life. He keeps his eyes open, his knives sharp, and his mind racing just to survive and it kind of shows. Tends for darker clothing with hoods and often walks on the balls of his feet just out of habit. A bit on the short side with short hair, but also a bit on the handsome side so it kind of evens out. His face always has a smirk on it like he's on the inside of a joke nobody else was. Maybe he was. Seemed that way sometimes. And the night Boz heard of the job, he was in the middle of another one. Not alone, always best to at least work a job in a pair. Someone can keep on the detail work while someone else keeps eyes open. The dark of night never did bother him too much, there was a joke that he had some Catfolk blood in him but Boz knew the truth. Yeah, he did have something special in his eyes and in his blood - but that's not what was it. "Hold on, bruv. Something wrong with the Lock." The day Boz realized that he could naturally see Magic when most others couldn't was an interesting one. And he hasn't told many people about it sense. Magic door lock. Not by a lot. Could just make an alarm noise if someone messes with it without the key, maybe it's just harder to pick. Something like that. Either way, Boz goes for going around the side. The front door lock had a spell on it maybe but not the employee entrance. That was a harder pick, but it worked. The job news came from when they fenced the prizes. Of course, thieves talk among themselves. He couldn't think of any particularly good scores on the horizon so it didn't seem like checking out the temple work wouldn't do any harm. Now, just to keep stories straight - maybe they don't advertize that they're Thieves, especially from the Guild. Aye? "'Allo. Jus' call me Boz, his name is Nico. Say 'Allo, Nico. We're Acrobats. Rough times at the Carnival circuit." he gives. It's probably not a great story but it might be good enough for now. "Hear the God of Fish might have a job, aye?" Tabletop Exploration Activity: Action 1: Action 2: Action 3: Reaction:

Sorry, just realized I never responded to you outside of my head. Alright, Ena and Cullen are different people. More experienced proper crooks passing lessons to the younger generation. Feels like these two would know each other then, almost certainly have done jobs together. Possibly even grew up next to each other. If so, do kind of like the idea that Boz's rep in the guild says young but lucky- and a chunk of the secret behind Boz's luck is that Boz has an extra sense or two you normally only see in particularly dedicated magic users. Boz just naturally *sees* magic like it's just another color on the spectrum and Nico knows about it. Just a thought.

Woot, Woot!

The Shriek ---OOC--- OOC Just putting something on the top stack.

The Shriek Granted, the heartbeat is thundering away so it's possible that the twitches don't mean anything but - he's telling the truth. He quite the gang life, but doesn't even understand what he did wrong. He doesn't even... The Stealth drops then, now he's just walking. It looks like he's doing it calmly, just the half-head cover and intent. He wants to be seen now, as he breathes deep. A moment, to play another one of his sound games. ~~~~~ "Shut that kid of yours up! I can't hear myself think" A slap followed by a loud thud. ~~~~~ "Sound Familiar?" he asks, and he doesn't wait for an answer. Just lets out a breath and opens up with a Battering Ram of Sound aimed right for the torso, then running forward to get more physical whether he hits or misses. OOC Alright, that's even worse. Going to roll the whole Enraged/Berserk thing to see how far out he goes. Rest of post will be edited in. 11, then 11. Looks like we're about to see a bit of the Demon come out.

Mean, feels like I missed some important conversations.

The Shriek ---OOC--- OOC Yeah, that's not supposed to happen. I want it to check the total against the number, not the individual dice. But yeah, basically this is to see if the guy is telling the truth about trying to turn a new leaf and he at least quit the gang life.

Wasn't even going for that, but I'll take it. And yeah, obviously at some point Papa-Jerk figures it out. Might be a bit depending on how some cards are played, but it'll happen. Wouldn't have it any other way.