The Investigators
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The Investigators
Your character profiles will go here once we decide the format. Please use the Group Character Backstory thread for questions and comments. I like to keep this thread clean, as I will most likely refer to it often. Thanks
Re: The Investigators
I know this will likely need moved or deleted later on when better overall organizing is put in place, but I thought it would be prudent to go ahead and place this link here for the time being:
https://www.dholeshouse.org
https://www.dholeshouse.org
Brett
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Re: The Investigators
Google Shared Drive
After you complete your character creation on Dhole's site, you can click the "Full Auto-Calc Character Sheet" under the "Pulp Hero Sheet Option," which will download a copy. You can then upload your copy to the Shared Drive above. Note, you have to open the pdf in adobe pdf viewer not your browser window.
After you complete your character creation on Dhole's site, you can click the "Full Auto-Calc Character Sheet" under the "Pulp Hero Sheet Option," which will download a copy. You can then upload your copy to the Shared Drive above. Note, you have to open the pdf in adobe pdf viewer not your browser window.
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Dr. Rupert Twaddle
A slight old man, barely five feet tall without his cane, not as strong and quick as perhaps he once was. He has a cheerful disposition, vibrant vitality, slightly disheveled appearance, and wild white hair and beard.
Traits:
Cheerful, Truthful, Contemplative
Pulp Talents: Strong-Willed, Mythos Knowledge
Ideology/Beliefs:
Truth can only be found by those who seek it, only ill comes from forcing it on the unwilling.
Story:
Born in 1864 to Ruth and Anthony Twaddle, who were the maid and chauffer in the rectory of the Bishop of Canterbury, Rupert learned to read early and loved school. Growing up in the height of Victorian London and immersed in the Egyptomania rampant during the time, Rupert's youth and young adulthood was heady and full of adventuresome tales. Attending university and achieving both Batchelor and Master degrees in history and language, he was in Egypt as a doctoral student when he accompanied E.A. Wallis Budge to trick authorities and execute a daring tunneling raid to acquire ancient manuscripts including the Papyrus of Ani, the most complete copy of the spells of the Book of the Dead, later gifted to the British Museum.
Completing his doctoral studies and expeditioning in Egypt and the Ottoman Empire, he married Midge Hollandsworth in 1898, the secretary he swept off her feet and into his adventures. When his daughter was born in 1900, he accepted a position at Harvard University's growing Near East Studies department and crossed the ocean to settle in Boston with his family. Still dreaming of undiscovered tombs, he pushed the University to fund the 23 additional expeditions to Egypt and Mesepotamia, accompanying several of them personally, sending letters home to his wife and daughter.
In 1918, he was on expedition in Egypt when the revolts there began, led by Saad Zaghloul, to revolt against the British for independence. Things in the country were dark and dangerous, and Rupert uncovered more than he bargained for. In his gambit to acquire rare finds and get them out of the country to safety, he found a mysterious cult and, poking his nose where it didn't belong, had a near-death encounter as they summoned an indescribable eldritch being. Fleeing with his acquired (stolen) parchments and scrolls, he went directly to his old friend, E.A. Wallis Budge, now retired in the countryside of Cornwall, to find sense and deal with what he witnessed. Budge panicked, saying that Rupert "led them to him" and hurried him onwards, extracting a promise to protect a bone tube and precious scroll fragment within. Rupert made it to the port and sailed, finding later that Budge was murdered that very night.
Already reeling from his encounters, he finally reached home in Boston aboard the steamer ship to find his wife had died of the Influenza pandemic, already buried a month prior by his daughter at a private funeral. His daughter had moved, his home desolate and empty. He was despondent and sunk into bibliomania - when he finally came through it and reached out to his daughter about two years later, she refused contact with him, a distant father she hardly knew beyond letters she found self-aggrandizing.
Studying the tomes he aquired from his exploit against the dark cult as well as the ancient documents entrusted to him by Budge, he tried to find meaning and sense for all this loss and death. He found truth much deeper than he expected. He tried to convince others in his department at the university, but they viewed him with sad sympathy, assuming he lacked lucidity after the death of his wife. He was given a retirement stipend and Emeritus status, removed from teaching. The last decade was an adjustment. He sunk all his funds into acquiring documents and texts, then out of necessity, opened the bottom floor of his townhouse on Harvard Yard as Ptolemy's Scriptorium, needing to sell the occasional book or manuscript to keep in funds. He now runs his bookstore on the verge of solvency, preferring to discuss the mysteries of the world with students who seek him out. He is less selling books as he is entrusting his most beloved children into adopted homes for a small fee.
Likes and Hates:
Likes discussing the minute details of history and their impact on the present
Likes solving mysteries
Likes the smell of books
Hates accounting and balancing ledgers
Hates rats and mice
Hates electricity, which he distrusts as new-fangled
Groups:
Manias
Suffered following his exposure to an Eldritch being, study of Mythos Texts, and loss of his wife and daughter.
E. A. Wallis Budge (deceased),early mentor from his first expedition, when they distracted authorities with a meal and tunneled under the wall to acquire the Scroll of Ani, a near-complete of the Book of the Dead, for the British Museum. Rupert holds himself responsible for Budge's untimely death.
Midge Hollandsworth Twaddle (deceased), his wife, who subcumbed to the Avian Flu pandemic in November 1918, dying alone while Rupert was in Egypt secreting artifacts out of the country during widespread revolts at that time.
Grace Sekhmet Twaddle, estranged daughter. She resents her father for being distant and aloof, uninterested in things outside his studies during her childhood. She handled her mother's funeral before her father's return and hasn't spoken to him since.
Harvey Wallace, Worshipful Master of the Lodge of the Royal Secret. A close friend of Rupert (from his masonic intiation), Rupert additionally feels beholden to him because Harvey aided him when he had hard times after Midge's death and through his transition from Harvard to the Bookshop.
Knives of Seth, a mystery cult who Twaddle stumbled upon in 1918 in Egypt. After a harrowing escape, he is convinced they followed him to find E. A. Wallis Budge in the countryside of Cornwall and murdered him. Twaddle believes they are still after the Nephthys Fragment.
Treasured Possessions:
His collected works. A lifetime of collected (i.e. hoarded) books, writings, and small artifacts and curios which compose the majority of his bookshop.
The Nephthys fragment. An additional fifteen feet of parchment scroll secretly removed from the Papyrus of Ani by E. A. Wallis Budge before turning that 78-foot document over to the British Museum. It contains the portion of Ani's tale written by him post-humously and the spells that Budge wished to keep from public record. Twaddle promised to keep the fragment safe shortly before Budge's murder.
Aspects:
Stengths:
Reliable expert on history, library use, the English language, and the occult, as well as fluent in multiple variants of Egyptian (modern, ancient, coptic, etc).
Has unwravelled some actually true knowledge of the Mythos. (Mythos Knowledge trait)
Is remarkably good at remaining sane and resisting external influence (POW, Strong-willed)
Skilled in appraisal, archaeology, and first aid.
Sharp of mind (INT, EDU, and POW) with better-than-average skill in Listen and Spot Hidden.
Passable knowledge of ancient Enochian (note: up to GM to switch to other secondary esoteric dead language if preferred. Babylonian? Sanskrit?).
Able to work in Latin and Greek (considered part of EDU and History, both 90+)
He's actually remarkably hale (CON, HP)
Weaknesses:
Miserable at trying to actually run the bookstore at a profit (accounting 5%)
While a charming little old man (50%), he stammers his way through any attempt to actually make compelling arguments (10%) or be forceful (15%)
He is quite confident in his recollection of any historical site he once worked, but in truth gets lost in his own libraries (navigation 10%)
Owns a revolver and carries it for protection. He even shot it once. (20%)
Can always hit someone with his cane (33%, -1 damage due to his frailty) or get out of the way (40%) if trouble happens.
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Traits:
Cheerful, Truthful, Contemplative
Pulp Talents: Strong-Willed, Mythos Knowledge
Ideology/Beliefs:
Truth can only be found by those who seek it, only ill comes from forcing it on the unwilling.
Story:
Born in 1864 to Ruth and Anthony Twaddle, who were the maid and chauffer in the rectory of the Bishop of Canterbury, Rupert learned to read early and loved school. Growing up in the height of Victorian London and immersed in the Egyptomania rampant during the time, Rupert's youth and young adulthood was heady and full of adventuresome tales. Attending university and achieving both Batchelor and Master degrees in history and language, he was in Egypt as a doctoral student when he accompanied E.A. Wallis Budge to trick authorities and execute a daring tunneling raid to acquire ancient manuscripts including the Papyrus of Ani, the most complete copy of the spells of the Book of the Dead, later gifted to the British Museum.
Completing his doctoral studies and expeditioning in Egypt and the Ottoman Empire, he married Midge Hollandsworth in 1898, the secretary he swept off her feet and into his adventures. When his daughter was born in 1900, he accepted a position at Harvard University's growing Near East Studies department and crossed the ocean to settle in Boston with his family. Still dreaming of undiscovered tombs, he pushed the University to fund the 23 additional expeditions to Egypt and Mesepotamia, accompanying several of them personally, sending letters home to his wife and daughter.
In 1918, he was on expedition in Egypt when the revolts there began, led by Saad Zaghloul, to revolt against the British for independence. Things in the country were dark and dangerous, and Rupert uncovered more than he bargained for. In his gambit to acquire rare finds and get them out of the country to safety, he found a mysterious cult and, poking his nose where it didn't belong, had a near-death encounter as they summoned an indescribable eldritch being. Fleeing with his acquired (stolen) parchments and scrolls, he went directly to his old friend, E.A. Wallis Budge, now retired in the countryside of Cornwall, to find sense and deal with what he witnessed. Budge panicked, saying that Rupert "led them to him" and hurried him onwards, extracting a promise to protect a bone tube and precious scroll fragment within. Rupert made it to the port and sailed, finding later that Budge was murdered that very night.
Already reeling from his encounters, he finally reached home in Boston aboard the steamer ship to find his wife had died of the Influenza pandemic, already buried a month prior by his daughter at a private funeral. His daughter had moved, his home desolate and empty. He was despondent and sunk into bibliomania - when he finally came through it and reached out to his daughter about two years later, she refused contact with him, a distant father she hardly knew beyond letters she found self-aggrandizing.
Studying the tomes he aquired from his exploit against the dark cult as well as the ancient documents entrusted to him by Budge, he tried to find meaning and sense for all this loss and death. He found truth much deeper than he expected. He tried to convince others in his department at the university, but they viewed him with sad sympathy, assuming he lacked lucidity after the death of his wife. He was given a retirement stipend and Emeritus status, removed from teaching. The last decade was an adjustment. He sunk all his funds into acquiring documents and texts, then out of necessity, opened the bottom floor of his townhouse on Harvard Yard as Ptolemy's Scriptorium, needing to sell the occasional book or manuscript to keep in funds. He now runs his bookstore on the verge of solvency, preferring to discuss the mysteries of the world with students who seek him out. He is less selling books as he is entrusting his most beloved children into adopted homes for a small fee.
Likes and Hates:
Likes discussing the minute details of history and their impact on the present
Likes solving mysteries
Likes the smell of books
Hates accounting and balancing ledgers
Hates rats and mice
Hates electricity, which he distrusts as new-fangled
Groups:
- A professor Emeritus of Harvard University, seen as dottering and perhaps senile. He has horrible sense of direction and got lost in the University Library more than once, rescued by docents.
- A Master Mason in the Lodge of the Royal Secret, a Boston Freemasonic body. Also a Most Excellent Master of the Holy Royal Arch and a Super Excellent Master of the Cryptic Council, within the York Rite, seeking further knowledge. He did not proceed into the Knights Templar, eschewing vows to Christianity. The Grand Lodge building on Boston Commons contains their private Masonic Library, where he is well-known as a scholar.
Manias
Suffered following his exposure to an Eldritch being, study of Mythos Texts, and loss of his wife and daughter.
- Bibliomania - obsessive–compulsive disorder which involves the collecting or even hoarding of books to the point where social relations or health are damaged.
E. A. Wallis Budge (deceased),early mentor from his first expedition, when they distracted authorities with a meal and tunneled under the wall to acquire the Scroll of Ani, a near-complete of the Book of the Dead, for the British Museum. Rupert holds himself responsible for Budge's untimely death.
Midge Hollandsworth Twaddle (deceased), his wife, who subcumbed to the Avian Flu pandemic in November 1918, dying alone while Rupert was in Egypt secreting artifacts out of the country during widespread revolts at that time.
Grace Sekhmet Twaddle, estranged daughter. She resents her father for being distant and aloof, uninterested in things outside his studies during her childhood. She handled her mother's funeral before her father's return and hasn't spoken to him since.
Harvey Wallace, Worshipful Master of the Lodge of the Royal Secret. A close friend of Rupert (from his masonic intiation), Rupert additionally feels beholden to him because Harvey aided him when he had hard times after Midge's death and through his transition from Harvard to the Bookshop.
Knives of Seth, a mystery cult who Twaddle stumbled upon in 1918 in Egypt. After a harrowing escape, he is convinced they followed him to find E. A. Wallis Budge in the countryside of Cornwall and murdered him. Twaddle believes they are still after the Nephthys Fragment.
Treasured Possessions:
His collected works. A lifetime of collected (i.e. hoarded) books, writings, and small artifacts and curios which compose the majority of his bookshop.
The Nephthys fragment. An additional fifteen feet of parchment scroll secretly removed from the Papyrus of Ani by E. A. Wallis Budge before turning that 78-foot document over to the British Museum. It contains the portion of Ani's tale written by him post-humously and the spells that Budge wished to keep from public record. Twaddle promised to keep the fragment safe shortly before Budge's murder.
Aspects:
Stengths:
Reliable expert on history, library use, the English language, and the occult, as well as fluent in multiple variants of Egyptian (modern, ancient, coptic, etc).
Has unwravelled some actually true knowledge of the Mythos. (Mythos Knowledge trait)
Is remarkably good at remaining sane and resisting external influence (POW, Strong-willed)
Skilled in appraisal, archaeology, and first aid.
Sharp of mind (INT, EDU, and POW) with better-than-average skill in Listen and Spot Hidden.
Passable knowledge of ancient Enochian (note: up to GM to switch to other secondary esoteric dead language if preferred. Babylonian? Sanskrit?).
Able to work in Latin and Greek (considered part of EDU and History, both 90+)
He's actually remarkably hale (CON, HP)
Weaknesses:
Miserable at trying to actually run the bookstore at a profit (accounting 5%)
While a charming little old man (50%), he stammers his way through any attempt to actually make compelling arguments (10%) or be forceful (15%)
He is quite confident in his recollection of any historical site he once worked, but in truth gets lost in his own libraries (navigation 10%)
Owns a revolver and carries it for protection. He even shot it once. (20%)
Can always hit someone with his cane (33%, -1 damage due to his frailty) or get out of the way (40%) if trouble happens.
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Re: The Investigators
I did a little bashing around on Dhole's House- I'll have to do more fiddling with it tomorrow, when I have more time.
For now, I'm working on a brash young investigative reporter named Charles 'Chip' Cole. He knows a bit about the Eldritch, but he's still young and believes himself to be bulletproof.
For now, I'm working on a brash young investigative reporter named Charles 'Chip' Cole. He knows a bit about the Eldritch, but he's still young and believes himself to be bulletproof.
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Re: The Investigators
Sheet available in shared drive.
Background:
Howard Thurston was born July 20, 1899, in Columbus, Ohio. His childhood was unhappy, and he ran away to join the circus, where his future partner Harry Kellar also performed. Thurston was deeply impressed after he attended magician Alexander Herrmann's magic show and was determined to equal his work.
Thurston was the middle son of William and Margaret Thurston. His father William Henry Thurston was a wheelwright and carriage maker. His mother Margaret (Cloude), was the daughter of an Ohio farmer. He attended Mount Hermon School for Boys in Northfield, Massachusetts. Among his fellow students were Lee de Forest, "The Father of American Radio," and musical humorist Charles Ross Taggart, "The Old Country Fiddler."
At this mid-point in his career, Thurston has achieved considerable success with his traveling magic shows (requiring four train cars to transport.) He has a friendly completion with other magicians of the day such as Houdini. Thurston was particularly famous for his sleight of hand, card tricks, and large stage illusions such as “The Levitation of Princess Karnac.” Magic historian Jim Steinmeyer would later write that, "In Thurston's hands, the Levitation of Princess Karnac became a masterpiece. The beautiful trick was perfectly suited to Thurston's lyrical baritone."
The charismatic Thurston would later be quoted as a subject matter expert in Dale Carnegie's book How to Win Friends and Influence People.
For many years, Thurston’s belief in magic was firmly in the stage magic category. He was aware of legends and lore of “true” magic, and has heard strange stories, but he is a level-headed man. Despite a profession which plays up “the spirit world” and “magic,” ironically Thurston was reluctant to believe that real magic spells and creatures of folklore exist(ed.) This slowly changed as Thurston’s budding psychic ability of mediumship matured. It took him many years to accept and embrace this ability. He uses it sparingly, though it has opened his eyes to possibilities of perception and belief.
Relationships:
1) Dr. Rupert Twaddle, book dealer. Thurston is a regular customer of the old man. They’ve talked of magic. Sometimes Thurston thinks the Dr. finds him a dilettante in “real” magic; Thurston sometimes thinks the good Dr. has spent too much time in the stacks.
2) Wayne Bennett, mechanic. Wayne has fixed Thurston’s Pontiac and helped on some of the mechanical stage props, promising not to give away any secrets.
3) Urson’s reporter: The reporter wrote a story about the Boston performance of Thurston’s magic show tour. The two hit it off.
Darwin, the trained stage monkey
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Wayne Bennet
Appearance & Personality:
Wayne was approaching middle age and his blue-collar lifestyle is starting to show on his ever less youthful and ever more rugged appearance. He is still called handsome when he cleans up for the ladies, but most times he is greasy from his work in the garage and during the summer months usually sweaty. He usually wears worn jeans and a T-shirt unless he is working in which case he adds a pair of very well used coveralls. He has slicked-back chestnut-colored hair usually under a hat. He has green eyes with the beginnings of laugh lines over sun-kissed skin of a working man. He is well built and by nature of the work, he does lean and muscular. He will usually have a cigar tucked into the corner of his mouth and his gravely voice is evidence of his like for hard whiskey.
Background:
Wayne all but grew up around cars and racetracks. While his father toiled away on the family farm, Wayne spent every moment he could sneak off to the race tracks and garages in town. It was a hardheaded move and a lot of hard whoopings for him from a dad that didn't even believe in owning a tractor.
Wayne had to drop out of school after 3rd grade to help on the farm, but he knew how to read and went to the library once a week to check out books and teach himself at night. He worked out science and math, and more than a few good stories about submarines, hot air balloons, and airplanes.
Once he was a teenager, he worked out enough money on the side helping neighbors with odd jobs and especially repairs, that he was able to buy a broken-down tractor. He spent the next weeks fixing it under the mentorship of Frank Punt, a local mechanic and moonshiner turned mechanic that had taken a liking to him. Wayne drove the tractor home after only 3 weeks and had never been prouder.
Even his father had to admit the following year that it had made life easier, and gave his son permission to keep on apprenticing under Mr. Punt. There he learned about cars, fast cars, corn whiskey, and more than he bargained for about women.
By 16, Wayne was on the racetrack with Frank and they worked on the hotrod that Frank raced around the track every Saturday night. Soon, he was not just on the pit crew, but racing his own car around the track in the Junior Sprintcar League. It all came to an end one day when Frank passed in a fatal crash. Wayne was devastated, but Frank had left the garage to Wayne in his will.
Wayne moved into the garage permanently and has run it ever since, living in the back room where he had a simple but satisfactory life. He made a good living fixing cars and farm equipment and had a good reputation. His real love was still on the racetrack. He had built a good hotrod and raced every Saturday just like Frank had. He was always a daredevil on the track and loved every moment of it.
Wayne had one rival, Nate Tapper. They had been friendly enough, treating the rivalry as a friendly game. One year they were neck and neck for points and it was the last race of the year. Whichever one of them won that night, was going to win a big cash prize. After the 3rd heat, Nate's car was not running right. Wayne, being a good sport, hopped over and before the last heat of the night's race, it was running like a top. They shook hands, wished each other luck, lined up, and it was a race to remember. Both of them seemed to be ever in a battle for first place. On the last lap, Wayne managed to sneak through on the inside and beat Nate in a photo finish.
When Nate came over, Wayne had his hand out, thinking he was going to congratulate him. Instead, Nate shot him with a 9mm. Wayne almost died right there in the pit area but luckily there was already an ambulance on-site and they were able to stabilize him and get him to the hospital. He barely pulled through and still carries that bullet in his breast pocket as a reminder of that day. Last he heard of Nate, he was still up in the county pen.
Currently, he has put all his savings into his latest project. A 1930 Ford Model A that he has stripped down and rebuilt. It was his pride and joy. He had earned almost legendary status in his hometown as a racer and reliable mechanic after the story of his scrape with death got around. It led to him getting employed for some odd job here and there not the least of which was helping design and build a gimmick for a Magician that was passing through by the name of Thurston. Wayne enjoyed the work and true to his word has not disclosed anything about how the gimmick worked or how it was made. He also enjoyed getting Thurston's monkey Darwin drunk of corn whiskey.
Likes and Hates:
Likes cigars.
Likes whiskey.
Likes hot rods and/or women often in that order.
Hates loudmouths.
Hates government folk.
Hates spiders.
Opinions:
Religion: Methodist
Political Leanings: Anyone not passin' taxes.
Languages Spoken: English, Bad English
Professional Associations and Connections: Track official, Tom Barker. Moonshiner, Enus Tate. Waitress, Claire Thompson. Cop, Bill Campbell.
A Treasure: He keeps the bullet that nearly killed him in his shirt pocket as a reminder.
Quote: Hard work never killed anybody, but I've been close.
Relationships:
1) Howard Thurston, mechanic.
4) Charles 'Chip' Cole:
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Wayne was approaching middle age and his blue-collar lifestyle is starting to show on his ever less youthful and ever more rugged appearance. He is still called handsome when he cleans up for the ladies, but most times he is greasy from his work in the garage and during the summer months usually sweaty. He usually wears worn jeans and a T-shirt unless he is working in which case he adds a pair of very well used coveralls. He has slicked-back chestnut-colored hair usually under a hat. He has green eyes with the beginnings of laugh lines over sun-kissed skin of a working man. He is well built and by nature of the work, he does lean and muscular. He will usually have a cigar tucked into the corner of his mouth and his gravely voice is evidence of his like for hard whiskey.
Background:
Wayne all but grew up around cars and racetracks. While his father toiled away on the family farm, Wayne spent every moment he could sneak off to the race tracks and garages in town. It was a hardheaded move and a lot of hard whoopings for him from a dad that didn't even believe in owning a tractor.
Wayne had to drop out of school after 3rd grade to help on the farm, but he knew how to read and went to the library once a week to check out books and teach himself at night. He worked out science and math, and more than a few good stories about submarines, hot air balloons, and airplanes.
Once he was a teenager, he worked out enough money on the side helping neighbors with odd jobs and especially repairs, that he was able to buy a broken-down tractor. He spent the next weeks fixing it under the mentorship of Frank Punt, a local mechanic and moonshiner turned mechanic that had taken a liking to him. Wayne drove the tractor home after only 3 weeks and had never been prouder.
Even his father had to admit the following year that it had made life easier, and gave his son permission to keep on apprenticing under Mr. Punt. There he learned about cars, fast cars, corn whiskey, and more than he bargained for about women.
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Wayne moved into the garage permanently and has run it ever since, living in the back room where he had a simple but satisfactory life. He made a good living fixing cars and farm equipment and had a good reputation. His real love was still on the racetrack. He had built a good hotrod and raced every Saturday just like Frank had. He was always a daredevil on the track and loved every moment of it.
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When Nate came over, Wayne had his hand out, thinking he was going to congratulate him. Instead, Nate shot him with a 9mm. Wayne almost died right there in the pit area but luckily there was already an ambulance on-site and they were able to stabilize him and get him to the hospital. He barely pulled through and still carries that bullet in his breast pocket as a reminder of that day. Last he heard of Nate, he was still up in the county pen.
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Likes and Hates:
Likes cigars.
Likes whiskey.
Likes hot rods and/or women often in that order.
Hates loudmouths.
Hates government folk.
Hates spiders.
Opinions:
Religion: Methodist
Political Leanings: Anyone not passin' taxes.
Languages Spoken: English, Bad English
Professional Associations and Connections: Track official, Tom Barker. Moonshiner, Enus Tate. Waitress, Claire Thompson. Cop, Bill Campbell.
A Treasure: He keeps the bullet that nearly killed him in his shirt pocket as a reminder.
Quote: Hard work never killed anybody, but I've been close.
Relationships:
1) Howard Thurston, mechanic.
2) Darwin Monkeyton, Trained Monkey.Thurston is an interesting guy. I caught one of his shows and thought it was real entertaining. Bumped into him later at a diner when he said he had heard I was a good mechanic and could fix and build about anything. We had a great chat, and it led us to more great chats. Next thing I know I am learning a bit about how he does his tricks and we work out some new ones. I helped him come up with some new stuff, especially one big build that was a lot of fun.... Hell, no! I ain't telling you a damn thing! I made a promise not to talk about it and I aim to keep it. Now don't ask me that again!
3) Dr. Rupert Twaddle, book dealer.Boy! I love that damn monkey! You ever seen a drunk monkey? I mean, he's funny and all when he is up on stage and stuff with Thurston, but I like to slip him some of my corn whiskey now and again when Thurston isn't looking, and man! What a show that can be! Haha! Watching him stagger around in that little suit and Thurston trying to figure out why he is giving him attitude! I never laughed so hard in all my life. Maybe I should get him drunk around Rupe sometime.
Well, you see, I came over to visit with Howard after he invited me over to visit him sometime in Boston. Happened to make it to the nationals this year and the races are over in Redville this year. I'm pretty excited, and it was nice for Thurston to introduce me to his friend. Rupert is a nice enough fella, but for a book store he's got nothin for automotive material. I did find a bit about airplanes that is interesting though. I gotta say though, Rupe seems like he could use some sun and some time fishing or something real soon. He looks sickly to me and some of what he says sounds like nonsense to me.
4) Charles 'Chip' Cole:
5) Maude BennetThat boy ain't right. You know what I mean? He gets nosey. I think he is going to get everyone in trouble at some point, especially himself.
Bad things can happen when you poke around in people's business and put it all over the paper like that. Frankly, sometimes he rubs me the wrong way. I don't think he's put in an honest day's work in his life. But Thurston says he is good people, so I put up with him, you know?
Will and Testiment:She's my sister. She's watching things back home. She turned out to be one heck of a mechanic too since she started hanging around the garage. She helps here and there at the family farm since Mom and Dad are getting on in years, but it is good to have someone reliable to watch the garage too.
Leave the garage and stuff to Maude. Thurston can have the book of notes I keep in my trunk with stuff. I have the notes for his trick and some other ideas I have been working on to pass the time. Give my revolver to Chip and tell him not to shoot his nose off. Rupe can have my cigars if he likes. I have a stash of whiskey in my garage back home hidden in the wall behind the bed which I bequeath unto Darwin, my favorite damn monkey in the world.
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Brett
~A.K.A. Bluehorse
~A.K.A. Bluehorse