Mystery Box

You are Flannery Bootz, and you're Awake.

Wherever you are, it's Dark, and your head feels pretty foggy. You seem to be loosely wrapped in a Light Blanket, and lying down on an old but comfortable Couch. The smell of the cushions is a mélange of Corn Chips and Something Like Wet Dog... neither of which are fully concealed by the aggressively floral aroma of Chemical Deodorizers. Someone's Living Room, maybe?

Your Hazy Thoughts try to get themselves into Some Semblance of Order... enough, at least, to take stock of your situation. Your eyelids are heavy, puffy, and a little sore. Your Lower Leg feels sore too, as well as hot and itchy. The leg also seems to be Excessively Bandaged, with a great deal of gauze. That's right... your Leg Wound. The last thing you recall before now was your fight with those Rat-Shaped Slimes. You'd been cut... then you'd ended the fight, you think. And then... well, the Bandaging must've happened after.

You Can't Remember anything that happened between then and now, though.

A large Window hangs above the Couch. It's shuttered, but the faint glow of what might be Late Evening or Early Morning Light filters in through the blinds. Peering around through the Relative Darkness, you see a distant blink. A Blue Digital Clock, on what might be a Microwave in an adjoining... Kitchen? From the same direction, you can hear the hum of a running Refrigerator.

You feel very tired. And sore. And confused. And... now that you're thinking about it, also Pretty Hungry?

What do you do?
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Character Info: Flannery

[box=#808080 width=full border=2]Name: Ms. Flannery "Over-Easy" Bootz III

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Pawn Status:
• Grazes: 0/4
• Wounds: 1/6
• Experience: Lost your cool, and failed to swindle money out of Cam the Dumpster Merchant.
• Experience: Failed to magically copy a door to make a barricade, instead opening a hole where there wasn't one.

Class: Copycatburglar
• Skill: Lucky Break
• Grace +2
• Presence +1
• Insight +1

Relic: Orb of Faulty Replication
• Skill: Doppelmancy
• Insight +2
• Presence +1
• Logic +1[/box]

[box=#808080 width=full border=2]Inventory:

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Equipped:
• Nothing[/box]

[box=#808080 width=full border=2]Lucky Break (Grace):

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When you find yourself in a bind or out of options, you can always look to sheer dumb luck to see you through.

• Triumph (20 or more): You not only get out of the situation, but take something good with you, or leave behind something bad.
• Success (16-19): However improbable, something solves your problem for you, with no strings attached.
• Compromise (11-15): Fate gets you out of trouble, but you leave something good behind, or take something bad with you.
• Failure (10 or less): Luck just isn't with you right now, and your troubles take a turn for the worse.[/box]

[box=#808080 width=full border=2]Doppelmancy (Insight):

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You have the power to copy virtually anything. Trouble is, they're bad copies. Pick a nearby object or being, and say a rhyming Incantation to copy it. The copy generally looks and acts like the real thing. The copy lasts until it's damaged, for as long as you concentrate on it. Take -1 to all actions, for each existing copy.

• Triumph (20 or more): The copy is either indistinguishable from the original, or permanent and real despite 1 Minor Flaw.
• Success (16-19): It's a pretty good copy, but has 1 Major Flaw, or 2 Minor Flaws.
• Compromise (11-15): Your copy has some issues; namely 2 Major Flaws, or 3 Minor Flaws.
• Failure (10 or less): Something has gone wrong with your copy. Very, very wrong.

For each Flaw, the copy you create...
• ...isn't quite normal. It may be the wrong size, color, smell, weight, or have wildly different physical properties.
• ...isn't quite real. It may be insubstantial when touched, shimmer like a mirage, or vanish at inopportune times.
• ...isn't quite the same. Something about the way it works and behaves is worse, opposite, or just plain wrong.[/box]

>Wherever you are, you clearly did not intentionally come here. The owner's food is now forfeit. Raid fridge.

Scrounge around the... place. Try and thank whoever brought you here in your own very unique way-- maybe by doppelmancing something valuable?

>Open the blinds, look around the room.

Turn on the lights.

fridge's running? you'd better go catch it!

"hot and itchy"
How hot, exactly? Hopefully not too suspicious: infections are Unfun And Usually Do Not Mean Well, and if it hasn't already been done, you should Apply Any Sort Of Disinfectant Available. That is, if it is still open. If not, well, good luck.

call for Wigfrid. We're probably at his place.

Shake off that grogginess, soldier! We could be behind enemy lines! What if those slimes brought us back to their master!