Chain 149: F.E.A.R.

Chain 149: F.E.A.R.

Location: Ward Facility, 2020
Age: 27
Identity: Drop-In
Drawbacks: [+500] No Shapes, No Friends, No Data, Liquid Harvest

[Free]      Like A Ninja
[100/1500]  Night Vision
[300/1500]  Just The Wind
[600/1500]  Null And Void
[800/1500]  Telekinesis
[1000/1500] Pyrokinesis
[1500/1500] Synchronicity Event

For the most part... I just spent a decade figuring out how everything seemed to work, poking at various locations that seemed to have interesting things, and doing my best to dodge those damned things that kept hiding in nearly every puddle I came across. It's fortunate that I can pull myself back together when grievously wounded, but it still didn't make things any easier. Fortunately, pyrokinesis did.

(How about a little fire, scarecrows?)

Beyond that, however... I wasn't pleased by the restrictions this world seemed to have been able to place upon me. Scarecrows were bad enough, but being unable to do anything more than keep a standard human form? Precognition disrupted by psychic phenomena? Demona and my followers completely missing? This, I could not abide.

Rumors of monstrous bipedal machines of various shapes and sizes fighting it out with ghosts and beasties of all sorts, however, persistently cropped up at the edge of media attention. Oddly, there was never any sign of anything left other than footprints, some of which occasionally had the impression of a girl pressed down into the dirt. At least, according to the National Enquirer.