Technomancer
From Create Your Own Story
A cramped room, filled with desks, paper files strewn all around the room like a bomb just hit.
Which it kinda did, in a way.
"The Velocitor Matrix was uncertain." Mutters your colleague feverishly, unable to tear his eyes away from the portal swirling in the middle of the room. "You've got no idea where that thing goes. You're going to your death, Watts!"
"Yeah." You grin.
You say:
- "You want to come with?"
- "Tell me about this thing."
- "Set the Lexicon to Overdrive and tell my secretary I love her. I'm going in."
Status | ||
Health | Sparkling | Equipment:
None |
MP | 0 | |
Level | 0 |