Natalie Anderson

Powers:

• Fast as Hell: This one would have saved your career, if you'd been allowed to keep dancing. You make take one extra action each turn without having to split your dice pool, and you can run half as fast again as a normal person.
• Spiky Bits: Hidden just below the skin are razor fragments of bone, which you can pop out at a moments notice, ready to slash your opponents to ribbons. You right hand and left... tentacles can both slide out long claws, which do Str + 2 damage, diff 6. In addition to this, when you sprout your barbs the damage of any Brawling attacks you make is increased by 2 dice. All this damage is aggravated.
• Stomach Pumper: The worms eating your guts can occasionally be useful; you can (and have to) puke them up every so often - a vile mix of carnivorous parasites and half-digested meat. Doing this over someone is really gross, and will stun and even hurt them. To hit, roll Stamina + Brawl (difficulty 7). Success will inflict 2 dice of damage, and probably start them gagging too. You can only manage to use this power about three times between complete meals. If you don't do this at least once a day, the worms start to clog and devour your innards more than you can stand; you take 1 Health Level of damage for each day you don't chuck.

Taints: In addition to the things writhing in your lower intestines (see above), you have the following problems.

• Allergy: Pure water, once your favourite drink in the whole world, now burns you like acid should. Each turn of contact causes you 1 Health Level of damage, and really horrible rashes.
• Hungry: This is the one that finally told you weren't right. You can't eat vegetables anymore. You can't eat animals. You can't even eat fungi. All you can eat is... people. So far Pentex have always subtly looked after this, and it's one of the big reasons you will never leave them, but when you see a kid in the street and lick your lips, well... how much temptation can one woman take?
• Loco: You never do things by halves any more - hell, you barely ever do things subtly at all. You never move but you pounce or leap, you never talk but you end up frothing over something. You are always completly manic. Inactivity is the enemy.

Image: You're at the end of your twenties, but you're still fairly pretty for all that. For all that you can feel the barbs underneath your skin. For the fact that you left hand only looks like a hand, until you burst it to reveal those thin, lashing tentacles, covered in teeth. For all that you can feel the worms eating in your guts and bowels, and you'd better keep them fed on what they like. You still move with the grace of a dancer though, better than ever really. When you need to you can nearly move faster than people can see.

The Others:

• Cpt. Nedervitch - The Bossman.
• Budd - Pasty-faced whimp. Budd is the second in command in the Team, though you've no idea why. The guy can barely count his own fingers. I mean, what are the topmen thinking?
• Toxic Boy - <important info on sacrafice>
• The Roach - Miserable bag o' bugs. The Roach is only kept alive by the cockroaches crawling about under his skin, and you just loathe the antisocial jerk. He'd probably taste as bad as Toxic Boy.
• Mitch -
• Stare Girl - Nice to have another girl about the place, if only she wasn't so fuckin' weird.

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