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Name: Lance Valentino
Age: 26
Gender: Male
Bio: Lance is a security contractor for Academi, trained in weapons and tactics. He served two tours in the middle east; the first in Iraq and the second in Afghanistan. He came back, became a contractor, and continued in that field until he won the lottery. With that money he invested in the stock market, did some impersonations, made some powerful suggestions, and got rich. He retired to a small castle in Romania, where he tinkers with robots and collects weapons and ammunition, occasionally descending to the village below to grocery shop.
Looks: Close shaved haircut, Afghanis-tanned skin, 6'1, 180 pounds, well-toned
Powers: Soul control, shapeshifting.
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Level: 1
XP: 0/10
HP: 100/100
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Clothing: Grey Checkered boxers, tan crocs, wine-red smoking robe, white silk v-neck t-shirt
Inventory: N/A
Partner: Sabena/Sab.

She gives you an icy look despite it being a joke.
Ah Master Valentino, welcome home sir. They say in unison as they step aside and open the door for you. The marble floor is a little dusty but as you see that a cleaner bot continues into the room and sweeps up. Seeing you it gives a slight curtsy and continues on her way. A butler-bot comes up to you, Sir, how do you fair? You missed dinner and breakfast, you must eat. he says. If he were human there would have been a tinge of wordiness about the sentence. Everything seems to be as you left it. Another bot rushes to your side Maintenance report, the southern wing has extensive damage, the garden has extensive damage, the west wing is in top condition, the east wing is in top condition, the north wing is slightly damaged, sir. He waits for you to acknowledge his report.
You hear a small intake of breath from Sab but turning around she seems to be unimpressed.

Name: Lance Valentino
Age: 26
Gender: Male
Bio: Lance is a security contractor for Academi, trained in weapons and tactics. He served two tours in the middle east; the first in Iraq and the second in Afghanistan. He came back, became a contractor, and continued in that field until he won the lottery. With that money he invested in the stock market, did some impersonations, made some powerful suggestions, and got rich. He retired to a small castle in Romania, where he tinkers with robots and collects weapons and ammunition, occasionally descending to the village below to grocery shop.
Looks: Close shaved haircut, Afghanis-tanned skin, 6'1, 180 pounds, well-toned
Powers: Soul control, shapeshifting.
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Level: 1
XP: 0/10
HP: 100/100
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Clothing: Grey Checkered boxers, tan crocs, wine-red smoking robe, white silk v-neck t-shirt
Inventory: N/A
Partner: Sabena/Sab.

"Looks like ****ing guns down in this *****. How are the guards? Take an assortment of food for me and my guest to the arsenal. Are the maintenance bots still operational?" I move off towards my weapins collection room.

Name: Lance Valentino
Age: 26
Gender: Male
Bio: Lance is a security contractor for Academi, trained in weapons and tactics. He served two tours in the middle east; the first in Iraq and the second in Afghanistan. He came back, became a contractor, and continued in that field until he won the lottery. With that money he invested in the stock market, did some impersonations, made some powerful suggestions, and got rich. He retired to a small castle in Romania, where he tinkers with robots and collects weapons and ammunition, occasionally descending to the village below to grocery shop.
Looks: Close shaved haircut, Afghanis-tanned skin, 6'1, 180 pounds, well-toned
Powers: Soul control, shapeshifting.
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Level: 1
XP: 0/10
HP: 100/100
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Clothing: Grey Checkered boxers, tan crocs, wine-red smoking robe, white silk v-neck t-shirt
Inventory: N/A
Partner: Sabena/Sab.

Guards are at 68% capacity. Maintenance bots are at 17% capacity. He says following you. Something fancy or just something quick? asks your butler-bot, him being a more sophisticated model and all that. Sab follows behind you, her body language clearly stating her caution about this place, or is it uncertainty... Heading toward the basement you are met by four more guard-bots, Authentication required for entry past this point. They say as one.

Name: Lance Valentino
Age: 26
Gender: Male
Bio: Lance is a security contractor for Academi, trained in weapons and tactics. He served two tours in the middle east; the first in Iraq and the second in Afghanistan. He came back, became a contractor, and continued in that field until he won the lottery. With that money he invested in the stock market, did some impersonations, made some powerful suggestions, and got rich. He retired to a small castle in Romania, where he tinkers with robots and collects weapons and ammunition, occasionally descending to the village below to grocery shop.
Looks: Close shaved haircut, Afghanis-tanned skin, 6'1, 180 pounds, well-toned
Powers: Soul control, shapeshifting.
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Level: 1
XP: 0/10
HP: 100/100
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Clothing: Grey Checkered boxers, tan crocs, wine-red smoking robe, white silk v-neck t-shirt
Inventory: N/A
Partner: Sabena/Sab.

"Golf Oscar Foxtrot Uniform Charlie Kilo Yankee Oscar Uniform Romeo Sierra Echo Lima Foxtrot" I say to the guards.

Then to the butler.

"Ask the lady her preference, I'll take my usual synthetic diet crap."

I glance at the insecure girl.

"Get your panties out of that knot. I'll give you a gun in a second."

Back to the butler.

"Get those maintenance bots online stat. And seal off any perimeter breaches."

Name: Lance Valentino
Age: 26
Gender: Male
Bio: Lance is a security contractor for Academi, trained in weapons and tactics. He served two tours in the middle east; the first in Iraq and the second in Afghanistan. He came back, became a contractor, and continued in that field until he won the lottery. With that money he invested in the stock market, did some impersonations, made some powerful suggestions, and got rich. He retired to a small castle in Romania, where he tinkers with robots and collects weapons and ammunition, occasionally descending to the village below to grocery shop.
Looks: Close shaved haircut, Afghanis-tanned skin, 6'1, 180 pounds, well-toned
Powers: Soul control, shapeshifting.
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Level: 1
XP: 0/10
HP: 100/100
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Clothing: Grey Checkered boxers, tan crocs, wine-red smoking robe, white silk v-neck t-shirt
Inventory: N/A
Partner: Sabena/Sab.

Access granted. They say pulling open a large wooden door, revealing your armory.

Yes sir. Madam? "Ah, anything at all will do me fine." She says.

You get the ice cold stare again.

Yes sir. However what I believe he's telling you is that 17% Can be activated, sir. The guards will be sent out sir. Would you like for me to pull up the screen so you can watch the operation in progress? He asks hesitating at the door. The other robot is still there waiting for confirmation.

Name: Lance Valentino
Age: 26
Gender: Male
Bio: Lance is a security contractor for Academi, trained in weapons and tactics. He served two tours in the middle east; the first in Iraq and the second in Afghanistan. He came back, became a contractor, and continued in that field until he won the lottery. With that money he invested in the stock market, did some impersonations, made some powerful suggestions, and got rich. He retired to a small castle in Romania, where he tinkers with robots and collects weapons and ammunition, occasionally descending to the village below to grocery shop.
Looks: Close shaved haircut, Afghanis-tanned skin, 6'1, 180 pounds, well-toned
Powers: Soul control, shapeshifting.
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Level: 1
XP: 0/10
HP: 100/100
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Clothing: Grey Checkered boxers, tan crocs, wine-red smoking robe, white silk v-neck t-shirt
Inventory: N/A
Partner: Sabena/Sab.

I stare at the butler for a few seconds. "I understand what he meant. I want the damaged ones repaired and online. And no, the guards will follow protocol with or without my intervention."

I survey my vast array of weapons.

"Sabena, pick your poison," I say, gesturing to the weapons, "Jeeves, how are the ammunition levels?"

Name: Lance Valentino
Age: 26
Gender: Male
Bio: Lance is a security contractor for Academi, trained in weapons and tactics. He served two tours in the middle east; the first in Iraq and the second in Afghanistan. He came back, became a contractor, and continued in that field until he won the lottery. With that money he invested in the stock market, did some impersonations, made some powerful suggestions, and got rich. He retired to a small castle in Romania, where he tinkers with robots and collects weapons and ammunition, occasionally descending to the village below to grocery shop.
Looks: Close shaved haircut, Afghanis-tanned skin, 6'1, 180 pounds, well-toned
Powers: Soul control, shapeshifting.
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Level: 1
XP: 0/10
HP: 100/100
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Clothing: Grey Checkered boxers, tan crocs, wine-red smoking robe, white silk v-neck t-shirt
Inventory: N/A
Partner: Sabena/Sab, Pancor Jackhammer 10/60 12 gauge, 1911's x2 7/70, LSW 30/150

Sir if they are to secure the area they will need to leave the castle.

100% Sir

She wanders about and slowly picks up some guns and puts them down again, eventually she picks up L86A1 SA-80 LSW, strapping it to her back. Wandering a little more she picks up to 1911's and a Pancor Jackhammer. "You have a fine collection." She says with appreciation.

Name: Lance Valentino
Age: 26
Gender: Male
Bio: Lance is a security contractor for Academi, trained in weapons and tactics. He served two tours in the middle east; the first in Iraq and the second in Afghanistan. He came back, became a contractor, and continued in that field until he won the lottery. With that money he invested in the stock market, did some impersonations, made some powerful suggestions, and got rich. He retired to a small castle in Romania, where he tinkers with robots and collects weapons and ammunition, occasionally descending to the village below to grocery shop.
Looks: Close shaved haircut, Afghanis-tanned skin, 6'1, 180 pounds, well-toned
Powers: Soul control, shapeshifting.
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Level: 1
XP: 0/10
HP: 100/100
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Clothing: Grey Checkered boxers, tan crocs, wine-red smoking robe, white silk v-neck t-shirt
Inventory: N/A
Partner: Sabena/Sab, Pancor Jackhammer 10/60 12 gauge, 1911's x2 7/70, LSW 30/150

"Darling Jeeves, I don't give a **** about what's outside the castle. Send patrols to any wall breaches. I don't want anyone wandering in here. Deploy a few guards to key entrances, and make sure my chambers and the armory are inaccessible without heavy firepower."

I gawk at the Jackhammer. "And you have a fine taste in weaponry, although that particular weapon is extremely rare and valuable, not to mention exquisitely beautiful. If that gun was a woman, I would marry her on the spot. Please be very gentle."

I pick up a Steyr-ACR, a Steyr Scout, and a Hogue Avenger.

"The M1911 is a classic, but the Avenger and Taurus PT1911 are more modern and improved versions."

I load and prime my weapons.

"And you're going pretty heavy. Hope you don't have to get anywhere quickly."

Once all this good stuff is done, I make my way to the storage room for the bots.

Name: Lance Valentino
Age: 26
Gender: Male
Bio: Lance is a security contractor for Academi, trained in weapons and tactics. He served two tours in the middle east; the first in Iraq and the second in Afghanistan. He came back, became a contractor, and continued in that field until he won the lottery. With that money he invested in the stock market, did some impersonations, made some powerful suggestions, and got rich. He retired to a small castle in Romania, where he tinkers with robots and collects weapons and ammunition, occasionally descending to the village below to grocery shop.
Looks: Close shaved haircut, Afghanis-tanned skin, 6'1, 180 pounds, well-toned
Powers: Soul control, shapeshifting.
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Level: 1
XP: 0/10
HP: 100/100
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Clothing: Grey Checkered boxers, tan crocs, wine-red smoking robe, white silk v-neck t-shirt
Inventory: Steyr Scout 10/50, Steyr ACR 24/100, Hogue Avenger 7/70
Partner: Sabena/Sab, Pancor Jackhammer 10/60, 1911's x2 7/70, LSW 30/300

Sir. He says as he leaves the room.

"When I saw it I was surprised you even had one." She gives you a slight smile, "Don't worry I'll take care of her." She says as she cleans it with a cloth she's taken from one of her pockets.

She looks at your choice of weaponry, "Interesting choice."

"I have a thing for the 1911's, I trust them." she says as she follows you. You notice that she isn't moving any slower, or even like she's lugging around any extra weight at all. "Remember how I was carrying a wall?"

As you leave you notice the number of bots outside have tripled. They watch you together as you leave. Walking up half the stairs you take a side passage that is invisible to anybody looking down the stairs. The tunnel is small and brick-built. Medieval torches light your way as you head toward storage. You come out of the tunnel to an opening where you are greated by more swordsmen bots. They say nothing to you but raise their swords to Sab. Authorization required.

Name: Lance Valentino
Age: 26
Gender: Male
Bio: Lance is a security contractor for Academi, trained in weapons and tactics. He served two tours in the middle east; the first in Iraq and the second in Afghanistan. He came back, became a contractor, and continued in that field until he won the lottery. With that money he invested in the stock market, did some impersonations, made some powerful suggestions, and got rich. He retired to a small castle in Romania, where he tinkers with robots and collects weapons and ammunition, occasionally descending to the village below to grocery shop.
Looks: Close shaved haircut, Afghanis-tanned skin, 6'1, 180 pounds, well-toned
Powers: Soul control, shapeshifting.
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Level: 1
XP: 0/10
HP: 100/100
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Clothing: Grey Checkered boxers, tan crocs, wine-red smoking robe, white silk v-neck t-shirt
Inventory: Steyr Scout 10/50, Steyr ACR 24/100, Hogue Avenger 7/70
Partner: Sabena/Sab, Pancor Jackhammer 10/60, 1911's x2 7/70, LSW 30/300

"One of you fellows bring me a change of clothes. Something a little less casual. Maybe something with armor. KEVLAR or CM. Your choice." I say to the guards.
"Oh, and show my Sabena to a guest room. Post two guards outside the door, have food and an assortment of clothes brought to her. Let her roam as she pleases, with at least one guard on live feed with her at all times, and two more on call nearby. Silent contact every ten seconds. Keep her out of vital rooms."

Name: Lance Valentino
Age: 26
Gender: Male
Bio: Lance is a security contractor for Academi, trained in weapons and tactics. He served two tours in the middle east; the first in Iraq and the second in Afghanistan. He came back, became a contractor, and continued in that field until he won the lottery. With that money he invested in the stock market, did some impersonations, made some powerful suggestions, and got rich. He retired to a small castle in Romania, where he tinkers with robots and collects weapons and ammunition, occasionally descending to the village below to grocery shop.
Looks: Close shaved haircut, Afghanis-tanned skin, 6'1, 180 pounds, well-toned
Powers: Soul control, shapeshifting.
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Level: 1
XP: 0/10
HP: 100/100
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Clothing: Grey Checkered boxers, tan crocs, wine-red smoking robe, white silk v-neck t-shirt
Inventory: Steyr Scout 10/50, Steyr ACR 24/100, Hogue Avenger 7/70
Partner: Sabena/Sab, Pancor Jackhammer 10/60, 1911's x2 7/70, LSW 30/300

Sir. They say allowing you in and leading Sab away. "Hay where are you going?" she calls to you as you head inside.

Name: Lance Valentino
Age: 26
Gender: Male
Bio: Lance is a security contractor for Academi, trained in weapons and tactics. He served two tours in the middle east; the first in Iraq and the second in Afghanistan. He came back, became a contractor, and continued in that field until he won the lottery. With that money he invested in the stock market, did some impersonations, made some powerful suggestions, and got rich. He retired to a small castle in Romania, where he tinkers with robots and collects weapons and ammunition, occasionally descending to the village below to grocery shop.
Looks: Close shaved haircut, Afghanis-tanned skin, 6'1, 180 pounds, well-toned
Powers: Soul control, shapeshifting.
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Level: 1
XP: 0/10
HP: 100/100
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Clothing: Grey Checkered boxers, tan crocs, wine-red smoking robe, white silk v-neck t-shirt
Inventory: Steyr Scout 10/50, Steyr ACR 24/100, Hogue Avenger 7/70
Partner: Sabena/Sab, Pancor Jackhammer 10/60, 1911's x2 7/70, LSW 30/300

"Command center, dearest. You needn't trouble your pretty little head about it." As soon as I'm in, I shapeshift into the Invisible man. He looks like this:

I bring up monitors on all the hallways, as well as the outside of the castle, to survey the extent of the damage suffered in the attack.

Name: Lance Valentino
Age: 26
Gender: Male
Bio: Lance is a security contractor for Academi, trained in weapons and tactics. He served two tours in the middle east; the first in Iraq and the second in Afghanistan. He came back, became a contractor, and continued in that field until he won the lottery. With that money he invested in the stock market, did some impersonations, made some powerful suggestions, and got rich. He retired to a small castle in Romania, where he tinkers with robots and collects weapons and ammunition, occasionally descending to the village below to grocery shop.
Looks: Close shaved haircut, Afghanis-tanned skin, 6'1, 180 pounds, well-toned
Powers: Soul control, shapeshifting.
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Level: 1
XP: 0/10
HP: 100/100
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Clothing: Grey Checkered boxers, tan crocs, wine-red smoking robe, white silk v-neck t-shirt
Inventory: Steyr Scout 10/50, Steyr ACR 24/100, Hogue Avenger 7/70
Partner: Sabena/Sab, Pancor Jackhammer 10/60, 1911's x2 7/70, LSW 30/300

Her hands almost dart to her guns but she just stuffs them into her pockets instead, storming off.

You see that the entire southern wing is in shambles, roofs caved in, walls cracked, windows shattered. The garden has a giant fissure running from the back door all the way through the garden. The northern wing has a few broken windows and some missing slates but nothing more. You can see your bots milling about, attempting to fix everything. Your warrior bots are moving to the holes in the walls, their armor glinting in the sunlight. The town, from what you can see, is on fire, black smoke raising in large pillars toward the sky. A butler-bot silently enters and places a full set of Kevlar gear on a nearby table, he then puts down a bowl with a delectable looking gray mush. He begins to leave before you notice he was there at all.

Name: Lance Valentino
Age: 26
Gender: Male
Bio: Lance is a security contractor for Academi, trained in weapons and tactics. He served two tours in the middle east; the first in Iraq and the second in Afghanistan. He came back, became a contractor, and continued in that field until he won the lottery. With that money he invested in the stock market, did some impersonations, made some powerful suggestions, and got rich. He retired to a small castle in Romania, where he tinkers with robots and collects weapons and ammunition, occasionally descending to the village below to grocery shop.
Looks: Close shaved haircut, Afghanis-tanned skin, 6'1, 180 pounds, well-toned
Powers: Soul control, shapeshifting.
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Level: 1
XP: 0/10
HP: 100/100
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Clothing: Grey Checkered boxers, tan crocs, wine-red smoking robe, white silk v-neck t-shirt
Inventory: Steyr Scout 10/50, Steyr ACR 24/100, Hogue Avenger 7/70
Partner: Sabena/Sab, Pancor Jackhammer 10/60, 1911's x2 7/70, LSW 30/300

I was thinking something like Dianese's soft body armor. Rhylite jacket and hybrid neck brace especially, as well as the Manis Safety Jacket.

I eat the delicious sludge puree, wondering everyday for the rest of my life if it would be better die young than subject myself to this quite odd diet.

"Could a few of you guards go and check for any useful survivors in the village? Kill any permanently injured survivors, and neutralize any hostiles. Silent contact every five seconds, stay in pairs at the least."

Name: Sean Deane
Age: Mid-20's
Gender:Male
Bio: Sean seemed like a normal boy, going to school, playing games, making friends. The things a normal boy of 6 would do, but he wasn't normal. Mid-way into his seventh year on this earth he noticed things... happening around him. Small things at first, whatever room he went to heated up notably, whenever he was in the rain he would be either completely drowned wet or utterly dry, whenever he went climbing with his parents he never needed to carry extra oxygen no matter the altitude and it was said that once he managed to move boulders off of a local farmer when he became trapped. There were things he noticed, people seemed to repeat themselves perfectly, people stopping mid sentence and acting like statues, other times things seemed to skip forward or speed up. As he grew older these happenings became more frequent and drastic. At the age of 11 he left home and headed deep into the local mountains so that he wouldn't hurt anyone while he learned to control his powers. Emerging nine years later as a full grown man, fully capable to control his abilities. Returning to his town only to find weeds and wild animals he turned his back to the town and headed toward the city.

Looks: Naturally blood red hair. Golden irises. Sallow tan. 6 foot. Broad. Scar between bicep and tricep on his left arm.
Powers: Control of the elements (Avatar style.) Control time.
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Level: 2
XP: 1/10
HP: 100/100
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Clothing: Badly faded jeans and red t-shirt. Brown hiking boots, black backpack, dark blue overcoat.
Inventory: Remington 870 (13/7 20 ga. shells), Ruger Mini-14 x2 (90/30 5.56 ammo), Desert Eagle (21/7 .50 AE), S&W 19 revolver .357 Magnum 6/6, S&W 19 revolver .357 magnum 0/6, watch, Swiss army knife, sawed-off shotgun, box of shotgun shells, a machete, a thermos filled with water, a glass bottle filled with gasoline, matches.
Partner: N/A

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(I'm updating your story, JACK. Is that ok?)

"Hey there, stranger," he calls out to you.