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[Captain has managed to get ahold of a network communication device, despite the misgivings of all those around them who had felt strongly against allowing the giantess free access to bothering nearly everyone in the city in one go. What could go wrong, right?

They've been fiddling with the phone-like device for the last few hours, actually keeping quiet, mostly, leaving Snippy alone on their day off from paper-making and flower-picking and other non-flammable tasks. It appears that they have re-arranged their cramped living-quarters to mimic a GoodNewsNetwork: that is, garrishly decorated with stock charts for imaginary shares of various Zion family shops, finger-painted explosions and romantic renditions of the surface, and smiling faces. They're not terrible drawings, but they're certainly not appropriate for the pragmatism displayed by most of those who've come to call Zion their home.]


GREETINGS, DEAR SUBSCRIBERS, TO A BRAND NEW DAY IN A SPANKING NEW YEAR OF OUR LARD AND SAVINGS-MEISTER NEO, A MAN FOR WHOM PEOPLE STAND UP ON CORNERS AND YELL A LOT OF THINGS AND FOR WHOM THE BUMP-AND-GRIND IS A YEARLY DEVOTION!

I HAVE MANY NEW LOGES TO EXPEDIATE APLOMBISHLY BUT FIRST! BREAKING NEWS!!

[Captain swivels in their chair, grabbing from a stack of hand-made paper sheets to hold up a picture of a crashed wreckage. It bears the likeness of Erebus, if one is familiar with all of the different hovercraft available to the city.]

THE EVERYBUS HAS CRASHED ACROSS FORTY-EIGHTIETH AND NINETY NINER BAY ENTRY, LEAVING SEVERAL INJURED AND MANY FRIGHTENED! AN EYE WITNESS REPORTS!!

[Captain whirls around in their chair, slipping up their massive black ring-scarf and donning a loose, ragged toque in the process. They glance, sparely filled-in brows raised, to the network device, and then off to one side. Whirling back, the doff their cap and yell,]

HELLO, BEAUTIFUL YOUNG LADY, WE HAVE HEARD THAT YOU WERE CAUGHT IN THE CENTER OF THIS TRAGEDY AND THAT YOU HAVE MANY WONDERFUL INSIGHTS TO SHARE WITH US ON THIS DAY! SURELY SHARING THIS IMPORTANT INFORMATION WITH ZION WILL STRENGTHEN THE BONDS OF CAPTANIA WITH ZION, PROVIDING A LASTING ALLEGIANCE THAT WILL REMAIN HONOURED BY OUR GRANDSONS AND GRAND-DAUGHTERS?!

[They whirl again, toque-on. Bringing a hand up to their mouth, they demure, replying]

EHHM--IT IS CONSIDERED A DELICATE MATTER, MEIN CAPTEIN; THERE ARE MANY SENSITIVE MATTERS TO CONCERN THOSE WHO NEED TO KNOW!

NONSENSE! [Another character-swap; Captain continues swiveling the chair to play each role.] ZION NEEDS TO HEAR WITH THEIR SIZZLING EARS THIS HOT TOPIC OF DEBATE!! SPILL THE BEANS, RELEASE THE CATS, AND SPREAD THE NEWS!!!

AHH... WELL, YOU SEE, THE ERRANTBUS WAS GOING ABOUT BUSINESS AS USUAL, AND I, I WAS MANNING THE STATIONS--

TO THE ACTION!

--CAPTAIN, PLEASE! AS I WAS SAYING, I WAS MANNING ALL OF THE STATIONS, WHEN A DESPERATE PLEA CAME OVER THE RADIO, BREAKING THE COMMUNICATIONS SILENCE WHICH WE HAD BEEN REQUIRED TO UPHOLD. THE MACHINES ARE VERY STRICT LIBRARIANS WHO PREFER TO SHUSH THOSE OF US WHO CHOOSE TO VISIT THEIR VAST STOCKS OF READING MATERIAL YOU KNOW--

--GET TO THE POINT!

--AH!! WELL YOU SEE!! [Captain leans over and digs up a stack of papers, showing a picture of four red-sweatered people raising their arms with... stink lines? Noise lines, more likely, emanating from two of their faces.] I LISTENED VERY CLOSELY, SO CLOSELY THAT MY EARS THEY WERE PRESSED RIGHT INTO THE SPEAKERPHONES, AND RECEIVED TWO MESSAGES.

[They proceed to do a surprisingly good imitation of a staticky distress-call, dropping the painful falsetto for a moment to re-enact the first and second that had gone off during their monitoring of the situation. They include a directive for a retreat as well.]

AND ZEN ZEE WARBLER TOLD US TO RUN AWAY, AS THE LIBRARIONS HAD TAKEN MANY A BROOM AND COME OUT TO WIPE US UNDER THE RUGS WITH THEIR EVIL DUST BUNNIES! SO YOU SEE, IT WAS REALLY QUITE DREADFUL! WE LOST EVERYTHING, [Captain sagged in their seat, then swivelled, popped upright again.]

AH, BUT NOT EVERYONE! DUE TO THE VALIANT EFFORTS OF VIEWERS LIKE YOU [they point to the camera, to those of you who've not shut the dreck off yet] ERRYBODY FROM ERRORBUS MANAGED TO MAKE IT HOME ALIVE! LAUDING LIBATIONS ENSUED!

AND I, [They clutch their hand to their chest demurely, adopting their eye-witness voice] I HAVE SAVED ONE THING YET. [They whip out from under their shirt something that looks like an ancient floppy-disc.] I HAVE SAVED A TRANSCRIPT OF THE YODELING YOKELS... BUT CAPTAIN~ I AM TOO NERVOUS TO DELIVER THIS TIDBIT TO ZEE COUNCIL, I AM AFRAID THAT THEY WILL USE IT FOR HARM!

NEIN, WITNESS, [they mime receiving the disc, holding it reverently, even going so far as to stroke it delicately as would a woman from a day-time game show do to any one fabulous prize] THIS IS A SIGN OF RESPECT! I, ZEE CAPTAIN, AM OFFERING YOU THE PEOPLE OF ZION A CHANCE TO LEARN THE SECRETS OF THAT DAY! STEP UP AND PEER BEYOND THE VEIL! FEAR NOT THE EVIL LIBRORIANS, NOR WITHER WAITING OVER LOVED-ONES!!

ARE YOU CLEVER OF MIND, MY SUBSCRIBERS? ARE YOU NANCY OF DREW? BOY OF HARDINESS?? STEP UP AND PUZZLE WITH YOUR EMINENT CAPTAIN, YOUR SEER OF SECRETS AND ENABLER OF UNDERSTANDING!

[After this, the chatter devolves into a more or less over-the-top news report, including weather, gossip (mostly about Snippy), and zodiac reports.]
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Program and Machine Factions
Entity Role in Romantically Apocalyptic Role in Matrix AU

ANNET

▸Sentient search engine using human brains as her processors

▸Driven by desire to upload all humans into her and do away with their imperfect bodies

▸Lovingly oppressive to all who are part of her

▸Aggressive to all who threaten her perfect unity

▸Probably the architect of this sub-matrix nodule, or at least the one responsible for ensuring its continued productivity

▸More concerned with the Real; leeching elements into this simulation on purpose, or by accident?

Biomatrix

▸An unholy combination of Snippy’s personality, G-Dir invasive viruses and alien technology that escaped into the universe

▸Space lawyer operating by infecting organic lifeforms and merging their flesh and thoughts into the Biomatrix

▸A direct threat to the ANNET

▸Rogue program, hooked into other matrices somehow. (seeking to bleed over into other simulations? Ruins ANNET-architect's work? Alerts Arbitrator indirectly?)

The Lifelope

▸A mutated strand of the Biomatrix created by the ANNET Rather than consume organic matter it creates organic matter, forming plant-based life wherever it steps

▸Can resurrect dead humans

▸Later on, combines with ANNET to create an avatar known as Echo- ANNET’s personality in an individual, born in order to rescue her creator

▸Still a branch of the Biomatrix that has seen other matrices and is trying to knit the blue-skied-green-grassed versions into this matrix.

▸Attempting to reknit this matrix to show the Machines that the experiment is still viable in order to have a new batch of human pods shipped out.

Arbitrator

▸An outside force, there to determine the truth and then destroy the earth.

▸Powerful, alien

▸Some kind of auditor of the various matrices. Samples human productivity and growth? Allows or denies expansion based on results, shuts down architects that aren't doing their job up to spec?

Zee Mug

▸Temporal Corrector- a powerful agent of the ANNET who fixes all the temporal anomalies she and the Users create so that the Earth isn’t swallowed by black holes

▸She spend most of her time disguised as a mug.

▸An agent of the Oracle, the Freedom Fighter’s contact on the inside

DEX

▸semi-organic, semi independent parts of the ANNET, formed from the organs/bodies repossessed from indebted users.

▸Enforcers of G-Dir laws

▸Perform various service roles- possibly filling labour gaps, possibly working as spies

▸An alternate way for ANNET to interact with her users

▸Will lose all memories if disconnected from the ANNET- human brain taking over? Whatever thoughts/memories left in the short term memory to form a personality?

▸Overt Agents for a more overt version of the matrix.

▸Probably a few pod-baby humans who show signs of extraordinary potential in order to keep them from questioning their prison. (More direct attention from ANNET)

Sentient tools

▸Sensors, furniture, vehicles etc that are able to communicate directly with their Users via ANNET

▸Programmed to please their Users

▸Part of the network that automatically charges each User for their copyrighted actions

▸Overcompensation on ANNET's part to create order and interact directly with each individual human?

Human Factions

Users

▸Humans connected to the ANNET, slaughtered when she turned off their brains to reboot

▸Humans trapped in pods used to power and provide processing power to the machines. Given that this Matrix was supplemental and experimental, it is likely that the proportion of humans to in-system programs was slightly more evenly skewed; doubles, etc. were probably more likely to create the illusion of three billion lives.

▸When the ANNET shut down, a great quantity of lives were lost in the Real. Disconnected from their pods, humans were left to rot until doctor bots were able to attend to each pod individually. Because of its relatively remote location, operatives were not able to scramble rescues.

Lemonade Cult

▸A group of survivors of the nuclear apocalypse.

▸Unconnectables who survived by moving deep underground before the war in order to avoid the effects of the Dead Zone

▸Isolated from the bulk of humanity for nearly a century, they’ve formed a religion based around a lemonade bottle sticker

▸An example of the remaining survivors within the wasted towers of pods, these cultists are a fluke, but there are probably other segregated survivors who have managed to avoid the massive mind-purge when ANNET shut down.

Events, Settings and Other Oddities

Wish granting

▸When performed by ANNET:

 ▸A vast operation involving automated factories that created whatever her Users wanted, no matter how fleeting the whim. These directly lead to the spread of the Dead Zone

▸When performed by Captain:

 ▸Alterations of space and time to perform smaller scale wishes.

▸Matrix revisions to keep humans content with pod-life.

▸In Captain's case, spoon-bending that takes advantage of the advanced malleability of ANNET's build of the matrix.

Temporal experiments

▸Conducted by scientists working for G-Dir, the ability to detect and study temporal anomalies was discovered fairly recently

▸Likely humans discovering the extreme deja vu properties of the matrix and attempting to quantify and make order out of them.

The Dead Zone

▸Parts of the earth too polluted to be inhabited by humans

▸Full of trash piles, green seas, acid rain

▸An environment where anomalous creatures are beginning to appear

▸Too much encroaching of the Real into this matrix. Possibly linked to the same properties that cause ANNET to immediately revise any wishes, but based upon compounding suspicions/doubts.

The Moon

▸Location of ANNET's backup servers

▸Home to the minds of all human Users, kept in stasis

▸Perhaps a secret experiment on ANNET's part to translate human minds into program form.

▸A secondary matrix separate from the Machines, currently devoid of setting. Literally a blue, endless expanse.

▸Possibly an attempt to create a human farm to dump said minds into in order to provide a new, perfectly-controlled simulation without the interference of outside forces.

The Wishing Well

▸An anomaly deep inside the Dead Zone able to communicate directly with humans

▸Claims to be able to grant any desire to the person that claims its power

▸rogue program, possibly the root of the wish/reality-changing properties of the matrix

World War 3

▸Brief war in which mutagenic and thermonuclear bombs were used.

▸Sparked by ANNET’s failed rebooting of 99% of humanity and the subsequent nuclear strike on her servers

▸Caused the near extinction of humanity

▸The event that caused a massive die-off of the plugged-in humans some years ago. This vast number of dead and empty pods is what attracted the attention of the freedom fighters in the Real.

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BASIC PROFILE

Name: Subject Seven (In-Matrix); Zee Captain (or just Captain)
Age: Unsure, but for the sake of unplugged-human age, probably in their thirties
Canon: Romantically Apocalyptic
Appearance:
In Matrix

Unmasked

Extraction point:
Page 211, shortly after losing their tasty minions to the enormous tornado that they've driven directly into in order to outmanoeuvre a swarm of law-enforcement drones.




OVERVIEW

Personality:

At first pass, Captain is an egocentric, eccentric commander, given over to pursuing flights of fancy and making games out of everything from basic survival on up through extremely complicated reenactments from their vivid imagination. There is very little that Captain takes seriously that is conventional, though they go to great lengths to secure and understand what others might deem trivial. When they speak, it is often with a casual confidence that dips regularly towards insanity (or simply inanity) bubbly enthusiasm, or dictatorial command.

The reason for this stems from Captain's upbringing and their extremely close brushes with the programs that have made such a mess of the matrix from which they originate. According to Captain, they were born a little girl in Germany, with altered DNA meant to make her outlive other humans... but other anecdotes suggest that they were also raised as a boy, and that experiments had been done upon them before even being brought into the Good Directorate study facilities as the infamous Subject Seven. Regardless, Captain has shown that they are extremely observant, and pick up upon specific themes (royalty, rank and dictatorial regimes; old-fashioned gentleman behaviour; and teenaged pop culture from the late 20th century being key among them) but they also tend to echo that which they have experienced directly.

For example, Captain is happy to submit the other survivors under their command to cruel experiments, thoughtless bureaucracy and pointless, corporate buzzword hype in a very similar fashion to that which is displayed by other G-Dir forces still active in the post-apocalyptic wasteland, suggesting that Captain has at some point themselves been a target of such behaviour. Certainly, when they were discovered and brought in for testing under the label 'Subject Seven' they were questioned constantly and studied endlessly by G-Dir scientists. Captain, often displaying symptoms of temporal asynchronicity and extremely good luck, confounded their testers not only because of their strange physical properties, but because of their opaque behaviour and general obstreperous unwillingness to cooperate.

That trait translated well from their pre-war life to the apocalypse: Captain will eke out cracks in the chain of command whenever possible in order to get their own opinion in edge-wise, and they do not take no for an answer. Whenever posed with circumstances meant to intimidate, they act unpredictably, usually outlandishly. Captain has a grudging streak as deep as the Mariana Trench. One example of this can be found in their war against traffic lights (yes, this is a canonical, if minor point) -- it seems nonsensical at first, but when it becomes apparent that each traffic light is an artificial intelligence of its own, ruthlessly anal retentive and capable of imposing strict laws by alerting authorities to any minor infraction, Captain's justifications are somewhat more clear.

At some point during the break-down between the hurried experiments and the gyring bureaucracy of the corporation responsible for it, Subject Seven was promoted up the chain of command to the rank of Captain shortly before the apocalypse began, and because of this it is quite likely that Captain played a starring role in the end of the world. Given access to the AI responsible for storing much of humanity's minds, ANNET, Captain hurled a mug of boiling tea upon her server banks, causing her to go on a head-exploding rampage. When the system administrator, Doctor Gromov, discovered that Captain was the only person left to fight back against this AI revolt, he gave the order for nuclear bombs to be dropped on the rest of ANNET's servers. The Captain obliged, and the rest of the world, suspecting terrorist activity, over-responded and sent bombs all across the last inhabitable places on the planet.

Captain's ineffable confidence suggests that they have absolutely no qualms with this villainy. Whenever asked about their reasons for any action, they tend to shout down skepticism with cuttingly turned-about criticism, brute optimism and opaque anecdotes. It is likely that Captain's reasons for starting the war fell back on a mixture of vengeance, temporal justification, and self-importance, but they refuse to answer questions. It's been years for them from that point to the present in any case. In the interim they had been blissfully ordering their minions about the playing field that was the ruins of the planet, setting up some elaborate chess game with the remaining players -- read, programs of the matrix -- to either amuse themselves or to further their enigmatic aims. Chances are good that whatever Captain's thought processes are, they are augmented by their lack of proper grounding, so any infamy or villainy is a mixture of coincidence (in which the end is always justified by the means because the end is happening/was happening/has already happened/will happen) and glee justified by childish representations of ill-doers, or even good-doers with tragic twists of character.

With great mustache comes great responsibility, after all.

Captain has been out of their matrix for roughly one and a half months. They have had time to acclimatize physically to their new surroundings, but their mind, deprived of its augmented input, is having a difficult time adjusting. Because of their generally infuriating stubbornness, it became clear that though Captain was hoped to be an extremely powerful freedom fighter for the cause of the humans, that is not likely to happen any time soon... at least not conventionally. Captain has so far been happy to shuffle around Zion and chat up the religious clerks to whom they have been pawned off on, though they are not the kind to be kept mollified by picking flowers for very long. Captain has no specific qualms about being out of the matrix, though they still strongly believe themselves to be the ruler of a fictitious nation called 'Captania', and so far almost every interaction they have had has been in light of attempting to convince or coerce Zionites to join its mighty forces for beauty and truth. Most think that Captain is so far off the deep end they are out of sight of land, but it may just be that Captain is taking an extended amount of time to readjust to their new living conditions. Whether others should be afraid or not when that occurs is still up in the air.

Captain's page on the RA wiki provides a decent introduction to the character.

Matrix:

A good deal of supposition about a Romantically Apocalytpic Matrix AU can be found under Charles Snippy's Systemwide Application, however it is worth noting that Captain's perception of this matrix may have been different from Snippy's. Captain is canonically a temporal anomaly, meaning that their perception of the future-past does not run in a linear fashion when plugged into their matrix. A striking example can be found by comparing this panel and this panel, in which a single conversation is happening between Captain and a reanimated skeleton over a span of time.

Many Matrix-AU comparisons can also be found here (written in collaboration with Dilly, Snippy's player). Captain seems capable of rewriting the code of their simulation on a subconscious level, usually in small ways but to huge results. A simple example might be in pulling an umbrella from their trench-coat when falling from a great height and having that umbrella be able to float them safely to the ground. More complicated examples involve coming into possession of a straw capable of sucking up a black hole meant to rip the planet apart. Whatever the case, it seems that Captain has System Wizard status within ANNET's control of the digital aspects of the planet, which means that they have some kind of in on the architecture of the simulation. That is not likely to hold true once they enter other simulations, save perhaps at a local level -- that is, on or immediately around their person. Captain's antics are also fractious enough that they tend to draw attention: they have accidentally summoned an alien ship out of warp space, for example, which through the destruction of said ship drew attention of the 'Intergalactic Space Invaders Union' -- which is to say most likely that Captain has drawn attention from machines or programs even from without their own matrix. Before ever becoming aware that there is life beyond the desolate wastelands of the simulation they have also spurred their minions to such actions that drew down the attention of law-enforcing Agents.

One important note to make about Captain's Matrix as compared to simulations more close to the sixth iteration is that the programs that populate this desolate wasteland are much more overt, aware, and available for interaction. Infrastructure, architecture, and items right down to park benches, mobile traffic lights, food freshness monitors, hotel elevator buttons, and vending machines have AI minds that can interact with Users -- those able to pick up the mental broadband wavelengths at which ANNET broadcasts. Anyone with a connectable mind (read 99% of those who enter or still survive within the simulation), is capable of hearing and interacting with these programs. Each is usually fairly simple, but they pose a danger to freedom fighters entering this matrix in that they will log interactions with Users and, if they find anything anomalous about them (for example, that they do not have an existing account with the badly functioning remainders of ANNET's system), this activity may be promoted on up to law enforcement agents. The only thing that allows the Romantically Apocalyptic simulation to be accessible by infiltrators at this point is the fact that the degradation of the simulation leaves very few DEX programs (Agents similar to canon) functional to intercept them, and most (but not all) AI-controlled inanimate objects have little self-defence to bring to bear against perceived infractions. Even despite the overbearing control of ANNET in her prime, there are dangers within the dead lands of this simulation beyond harmful levels of radiation and inhospitable weather.

Perhaps hand in hand with this, manipulation of code by Operators -- and occasionally others savvy to the simulation's structure -- are more easily able to tap the underlying works of this simulation without immediate and damaging effects... at least, not in the same way as regular matrix simulations. At one point in a future-flung story-arc of Romantically Apocalyptic, it is shown that the medieval era recovered populations of the earth have become so integrated with the digital (and vice versa) that nobles are known as 'Local Hosts', and wizard-like 'magic' users are known as 'Mods' or even fabled 'Admins'. They use verbal incantations that seem to register in the physical world, for example, summoning wreckage like burning busses to drop on enemies. It's suggested that these things are summoned from the past, or perhaps just other points in time, meaning that the entire planet (or at least simulation) is canonically vetted towards an integrated temporal anomaly. Because it is suggested that the Biomatrix and offshoots of its viral strings are accountable for the restoration of the planet from a wintry apocalypse to a thriving, exotic new world, it is likely that even in the present, freedom fighters could utilize this viral program at their own risk to slip new and innovative quirks into the simulation. Much like Smith infiltrated Bane, the fungal spores of the Biomatrix that have not anchored themselves to the Janus Protocol-copied Snippy would likely be a very real threat to those who tamper with it while plugged in. Extreme caution is advised for those wishing to investigate this anomalous, experimental simulation.

Real World:

Captain was extracted roughly one and a half months prior to the game's start -- long enough to endure the physical recuperation needed to physically function, but barely enough time to begin to take in the truth of reality. They seem perfectly game to try to integrate: from the moment they were able to comprehend peers, they have been stalwartly encouraging Zion and their imagined nation of Captania to unite in a grand alliance. They have made such a nuisance of themselves, however, that the ship that freed them was more than happy to deposit them city-side.

From there, Captain has been exploring non-stop, collecting items (sometimes 'borrowing' them from their rightful owners) to fuel their schemes. Because they only work when it suits them, and often attempt to pawn off responsibilities on others by taking a commanding tone and making up whatever reasons they need to sound like they know what they're doing, Captain has relatively efficiently been shuffled down to the priests along with other low performers. They enjoy this level of interaction because the priests tend to humour them and their flights of imagination, and Captain enjoys the occasional flower-picking expedition. They can also boss around others who are not quite fully integrated with reality, though all of this is not a stable relationship and it is only a matter of time before Captain is either ejected to the real dregs of Zion, or manages to comprehend that they are not in Oz anymore.




ABILITIES AND SKILLS

Anomalies: Captain is first and foremost an anomalous User highly specific to their own Matrix. They are capable of rewriting code but seem to do so subconsciously. They see their Matrix differently from most others and usually propose invalid solutions to real danger, though more often than anyone would like to admit, their solutions get things done with flair and panache! Within their own Matrix, Captain is somewhat temporally desynchronized, meaning that they can (and prefer to) function with input from various points in time running concurrently in their immediate surroundings, at least in their perception. This suggests that they have direct access to the Architect's plans: they passively experience likely potential futures alongside what is actually happening, meaning that they can navigate the present towards favourable outcomes.

Skillset: Captain absorbs information like a sponge. In the real world this is likely on account of their genetic modifications. Because of this, they are quite capable of processing and understanding cultural trivia and nuance. A good example might be that Captain would be keen to pick up on the Neo-worshipping aspects, the hows and whys of the dogma surrounding the truce with machines, and how Zionites interact with other, newer cities. Whether they decide to act upon this is a risk that most ought not hedge their bets on. Captain also remains a huge human being, despite their agendered physical attributes. They tower over women and some men, making them an excellent choice for replacing broken light bulbs and reaching for mugs at the top of any cupboard. If they ever take it upon themselves to fill out their bird-cage scrawny frame, they might possess remarkable strength. Unfortunately, they are so damned stubborn that they are not likely to be immediately useful to the defence or betterment of Zion... but again, that may come in time.

Upload Capabilities: Captain is likely to absorb new uploaded information as readily as a fish takes to water. While in their Matrix they were receptive to the ANNET mental broadcast system, and their advanced mental capabilities allowed them to store all kinds of trivia and spams from as far back as the late twentieth century. The better question is whether Captain will choose to compartmentalize useful uploaded skills to what they consider useless trivia... and whether any Operator should feel safe uploading Kung Fu into the mind of someone who would not hesitate to apply it in the real world no matter how foolish they might look. In short, Captain is a good last option, and in fact operates best on the ass-grab principle: that is, pulling last-ditch and highly unexpected results out of the flames of a torched mission.


Anomalous Skills: 5
Martial Arts: 1
Projectile Weaponry: 0
Technical Skills: 2
Wild Card: 2


SAMPLES

Sample One - Network Post

CAPTAIN'S LOGE ONE HUNDRED AND FIFTY NINER

It has come to meins attention that everybody in the underworld level of metal smells and delightful people has been given access to these fashionably antiquated communications devices! Everybody, that is, save for your most truly humble and benevolent Captain!

[Captain's face looks positively bucolic in its lazy, patronizingly broad smile. To anyone who is familiar with them, this might be a warning sign, but to the uninitiated, feel free to believe that this pale-faced, beautifully androgynous person is as harmlessly friendly as they appear.]

But ah, Priest Toba was so kind and slipped his device into the papier mache supplies! He trusts his little elves with his tin cans, you see! And now, now I have access to all of the soap operas of you sexy peoples! So come to me, my new friends, and tell me!

Whatcha thinking about? Today has been a grand day in the temples! Sister Poppy and Brother Ferrous did my bidding and we had a tea party for the sick and the elderly. Grandmothers and grandfathers smiling so happily as we fed them little cakes and decorated their grey hairs with feathers and braids and other such crap! The high life, my friends, is in respecting your elders. Always remember!

[Captain's voice drops to a stage whisper when it becomes apparent that somebody is barging into their shared lodging. Somebody's been cruising the network to Captain's live stream, and a struggle is about to ensue as an interloper in the vestments of a religious acolyte begins the tiresome task of yanking something from Captain's white-knuckled grip.]

But now the struggle begins anew. Keep me in your hearts, my followers, for I will speak to you again soon!

Je m'en sacre! I do what I want! Yeearghghg--

Sample Two - Log

Captain learns about what it feels like to be at the wrong end of a curled fist for the first time. They predictably shrug it off. This sample also shows how Captain tends to push around people they believe they have wrapped around their little finger.

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