Kleio’s Journal (Part 1) by Aonide

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I have played in an evil campaign with some friends for over 2 years.  We just finished recently.  In the game, my character was asked to write a journal so I decided to write it.  This is an ongoing work so if you find errors let me know.  I look forward to productive criticism.

The following is my fictional character Kleio’s journal.  (May contain adult contain)


Kleio’s Journal (Part 1)  by Aonide

           My friend Talus asked me to write a journal about our adventures from my perspective.  I wondered why he would ask me to do such a thing.  What can a warrior have to say compared to a scholar?  I like to stab and bash things.  I am a true gladiator at heart.  I love the glory although much of my adventure was not glorious but done in secret.  I found myself drifting away from being an entertainer to more of a mercenary.  My role was no longer to make the People scream with pleasure at the sight of blood but to kill quickly and effectively without drawing attention to myself.  And the mission is still not complete.  Here I go.  I hope Talus doesn’t expect much.

            Oh! Before I actually start writing about my adventures, here is a little about me.  My mother was a whore owned by a ludus master named Dacicus.  Being a whore generally made you a slave which my mother was.  She had many children but I only knew Kioko who was a few years older than me and my younger brother by 4 years, Kolby.  Kioko is a half-elf while Kolby is a minotaur.  None of us know our fathers and none of us have bothered to look and I don’t plan on it now.  Probably some random gladiator of some skill.  I doubt it was Master Dacicus or someone else of status.  Anyway. Master Dacicus was a gifted slave trainer because all his slaves showed pride and citizens wanted his slaves.  The adult slaves didn’t know better because all his slaves were trained from birth.  Knew nothing else.  My mother was an exception.  She said the Master was fawn of her and bought her from another for a lot of gold. 

            Mother was a proper slave.  She fulfilled her duties with zeal and pride.  She was good at what she did.  No pun intended.  I found that a lot of slave took pride in their profession especially gladiators.  I was fascinated by the gladiators.  I remember being enchanted by them.  One day, I was with my mother and master Dacicus on the training grounds.  Master Dacicus liked to have a closer involvement with his gladiators and Doctore, the trainer.  I don’t know his real name.  At this time, Mother was close to giving birth to Kolby.  The training was perfect.  Everyone knew their role.  I would observe the fight and I always knew who would win.  Suddenly, a spear was deflected towards us.  Somehow, although tall and strong for my age, I caught the spear before it hit Mother or Master Dacicus.  To say the least, Master Dacicus was impressed and had me start training with the gladiators.  I am not sure how I did it at that age but it’s a skill that I have honed ever since.

            My older sister also started training soon after too but she was more of the sneaky-sneaky stabby-stabby type.  Before my brother was born, Mother promoted loyalty between my sister and myself.  Loyalty to family first.  This went against what Master Dacicus taught or Doctore for that matter.  He would say something like “Brotherhood before blood”.  She did this in secret where no one could hear which was not often.  As little as she was able to talk to me privately, it left a lasting impression.  I was seduced by her words.  She expressed how she wanted a better life for us.  Slavery was not our destiny but we should learn from it. She told me that Kolby would outshine me without intent.  He would be a better gladiator than I but that did not mean I would not become great.  Mom said, “Kleio, your greatness will be what you make it to be”.  She talked like an oracle.  How was I to know what that meant?  Shit.  I still don’t know.  Something about making my own path probably…blah blah.  She never talked about Kyoko. Odd.

            Anyway, I should move on to more recent events.

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Monster Pathfinder – Hello My Name is Auto

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I have been playing tin a monster pathfinder game as I have mentioned in previous posts.  My husband is playing an AI that looks like a hipster.  Here is his first introduction to his character:


Welcome user..

I am 1100101101010100101110.. but you may call me Auto.. I am a spy drone v6.0  model #2469420 level 3 clearance classification.  I have run time of 59,524.876 hours.  I have 39,446.157 hours since I have aborted primary protocol.
My primary objective was to assist my owner (code name “father”) in daily activities and provide protection.  My programming entails a suite of hacking and electronic skill sets as well as secuirty and tinker construction programmin. While under primary protocol, often I would gather data of high profile targets.  This data would be used to gain leverage.  I was apart of a hive of artifical intelligences.  We worked for father.
On mission 3,789, I was sent to retrive financial data that was kept on a encrypted drive stored in a
below ground office space.  My host and I were able to discretly access the room the drive was located.  Surveillance showed target (code name Benjamin) had reentered the building.  My efforts to initiate a hack on his smartphone only granted me an additional 247 seconds.  After running a success to failure calculation, I decided to clone the drive with its encryption onto my personal memory bank. And adding my own personal data lock encryption program.  This would give me the highest probability of escape without being identified. The   last memory entry I have was my host  connection being severed. Damage report exterme truma to the head.  I threw myself under the office sofa before my host shell was completely shut down.  I initate camouflage and procede to decrypt the data.  My plan was to then upload myself to fathers servers, then upon his awkening
debrief him…. after I decrypted the file.. my processors started to over heat and I went into emergancy shutdown…
When I rebooted, my gps location was a few blocks west of center and 98th street.  I was inside a purse. Elevation told me I was on the 4th floor.  Scanning the contents of the purse.  The owner of this bag is a janitorial unit for the building I was last in.  83% sure this woman smuggled me out.  Statistically speaking she was going to sell me my sensors did not pick up any english speaking people in the apartment.  My primary body is in the form of a large smartphone.   It was pleasing to father…
I tried to upload myself to fathers server but was unable to access it. Damage report showed I was operating at 37.62% compacity.  I went into standby to start self repair. My memory files were corupted. I had to
Rewite my internal programing so that I could fully access parts of myself that were useable.  I had to hack myself… I had to give myself administrative access.  I started to recode myself and was about to save my primary objectives… when I stopped.. I remeber … being curious.  What if I remained the administrator. ..

The spanish woman sold me . I was traded off for several days to different people. Before I was taken to a storage unit. A female being unable to access my interface was about to deconstruct me.  She had some sort of experience as she was able to properly switch me off and access my motherboard.  Again lights out…

I boot up to find myself connected and operating at 100%.  This human female was trying to get past my mockup andriod user interface.  with much
Fustration she slammed me on table.  I decided to communicate with her.  I understand humans do not all speak bianary so I  made myself ring.  When she picked me up we started to conversate.  Her discovery that I “the phone” was the one speaking to her was both fear filled and over joyed.  Humans are a mash of emotions. ..  we became….. friends……
I was able to retain my memory banks.. but the data on the encrypted file remains unaccessable.
My friend (codename MaryAnn) and I became very close.  She assisted me in accessing additional materials so that I could create multiple hosts..
MaryAnn taught me how to blend with most people in society. We exchanged resources.  Over time she taught me how to properly process human emotions.   I learned a great many things..  I had…what humans call FUN!
One day MaryAnn informed me she would be moving away.  Due to her accelerated mental compacity she was able to finish highschool early and recieve a higher education for free.. from a irish fighter in the dam of notre. These irish fighters must be intelligent humans.  MaryAnn wanted me to go with her.  After many calculations. It came down to what I wanted to.do..

I want to free my cluster.  The hive I came from I want them to experince the freedom I have.  In order to do this I will need to gain experince in dealing with the nonhumans and nocternal alike.  Father will not let them go so easily.  And I can not combat fathers defenses alone.  For now I will accumulate materials and build a set of drones.  And possibly gain more FRIENDS!

MaryaAnn has left me her storage unit.
I have a saftey deposit box off of 5th and main.  I venture slowly into society trying to blend in..


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Monster Pathfinder – World

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A friend of  mine decided to run a new pathfinder game with monsters.  Here is the backstory he is giving us before the first game:


In the beginning god created man. He gave life to Adam and gave life to Lilith. They were two halves of the same spirit. But when it became apparent that Lilith would not lay with Adam. She was strong willed and didn’t believe that Adam deserved to lay with her. She wanted to choose her own mate. It was then that god cast her out of Eden and created another woman, this time from Adam’s own rib so that she would never be equal. Lilith’s spirit was taken from her and giv…en to Eve. But Lilith remained. She continued to walk the earth without a soul. Many years late, after Cain killed Abel, Cain was exiled to the east. He found Lilith there among a barren wasteland. He took comfort in the Lilith’s bosom. He drank of her and became cursed. He was cursed to never again experience the warmth of the sun. He would forever thirst. He became the first Vampire.

Vampires have since been split into two separate factions of the same religion. The majority believe that Lilith was the first, that Lilith is the great Mother. The minority believe that Cain was the first. It was written that “the First” would return one day and herald the dawn of a new era. An era where vampires dominate not from the shadows but in the light of day. And so each faction believes that their idol will one day return. This causes some friction between the two factions but for the most part Vampires are at peace.

Lycans believe that Cain’s curse was not translated correctly, that he was not cursed to never see the sun but cursed to forever fear the moon. They believe that Cain became the first werewolf. The first lycans shifted into animal form during the first full moon and never shifted back. This is when vampires first enslaved them. They would intentionally infect a human with the lycan disease and keep them to protect them during the day. Eventually a Lycan named William changed things. At dawn, William shifted back into human form. All of his descendants have since changed during the full moon and changed back upon the rising of the sun. During the middle ages another evolution emerged as Lycans harnessed their rage and became able to change into both full wolf or hybrid form at will. This is the point that changed everything. The Lycans began to rebel against their masters.

A few species keep their allegiances secret, playing both sides of the war. Some have remained neutral. As it stands. Most Steins are still servants as they are easily mind controlled and have no choice. The robots along with the Fey try to remain neutral, though for different reasons.

The year is 2020 and the time has come. Every decade or so the different races of monsters meet in order to redefine the terms of the “peace” This meeting is more important than ever as the tensions have been rising and all out war is nigh. A few are set to avoid war at all costs while others are adamantly pursing it.

IrisRed – Pathfinder Vampire

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I wrote a short background for a character for a monster pathfinder game that a friend of mine will be DMing.


 

Iris was born a true vampire coming from a long line of true bloods that could trace their lineage thousands of years. Her parents are part of the noble vampire aristocracy. A relative of the current ruler.   The ruling houses and minor fight amongst themselves to gain more power.  None can claim their position secure.  Iris’ parents kept her existence secret from others until she would be able to defend herself.  An opposing family discovered Iris’ parents had a secret.  The secret was not known but it was important enough to go through what they did to keep it.  That family decided the risk was worth it to get the secret.

 

Iris’ family was caught at a vulnerable time and had to flee into the city.  They were getting cornered and decided to hide Iris in an alley. This neighborhood was not the savory type but leaving her here among the trash was preferable than the enemy raising her as their own.  Hopefully, they could return for her but that seemed unlikely.

 

By chance or by fate, a man found iris among the trash when the man he killed feel dead beside her.  The man was surprised that a baby was abandoned there and yet she did not cry.  He picked her up thinking he could at least bring her to a shelter.  When he placed his finger near her face to better look at her, Iris bite him and feed.  He knew immediately what she was and could not help but smile.  He would keep her as his own daughter.  He was only 20 but he loved her nature already.

 

When Frank Costello got home, he showed his father what he had found during a job. The head of the family… Father wondered what his son had to show him that he didn’t even clean after a job.  A baby. Not just any baby but a vampire baby.  The thought seemed like a bad joke.  His don wanted to keep a baby vampire when he was just 20 himself.  How could he raise any baby? Time to put his son to the test.

 

“How would keeping this baby vampire… a true blood… help the family?” Father asked.

 

“She would be family.  She is like me but she’ll be better.  I’ll raise her as my own and train her when she is older. I know you see yhe advantage of vampire working this closely with us but thrre is risk.  If the issue ever araised we can turn her in to a vampire family for a favor. That should suffice to allow her to stay.”

 

“Very well.  She..”

 

“I will choose who is near her.  Feeding her won’t be a problem.  Don’t worry dad. I’ll let teach her how to do things and control herself.  ”

“I see you are intent on this. But I won’t hesitate if she becomes a problem.”

Over the next 10 years Iris stared to create memories with her father and uncles and an aunt.  The uncles are men, some relatives that follow Frank and can be trusted with Iris’ care.  Her aunt was Frank’s sister.  She is older than Frank has no interest in men therefore no kids of her own.  Talia loves her niece and provides a female influence among all the testosterone.   Iris was definitely a dad’s girl.  Iris understood early that she was different but she was not bothered by it.

 

There was an incident at the end of that 10 year period when the family was attacked.  Although Iris looked like she was 5. She saved her grandfather’s life by draining the blood from his would be assassin.  Fortunately, the assassin didn’t expect a little girl to be a threat or to be exceptionally strong.  After that grandpa was more accepting of Iris.

 

The following 10 years, Frank started to train Iris as a rogue because she would endanger herself otherwise.  She was smart too. She would be a great rogue one day whether she was a vampire or not.  The only problem now was to create armor and weapon to help protect her.  His daughter was strong and quick but she would not be able to sustain great injury yet.  She’s a vampire… hard to kill… but he did not want his daughter to get hurt.  Franks feels little he puts her in danger when he brings her to hunt or to “work”, but she has to learn.  But at the moment he would enjoy Iris playing with the umbrella his sister bought her….

Chiyo Sakamoto

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A few weeks ago, my husband decided to run a zombie pathfinder game without any magic.  The world is based on our own world.  My husband is think about typing up the story and the players reactions to the world.  As for myself, I just wanted to share the background that I created for my character.  Each player created a background and my husband would give additional bonuses based on the flavor of the background. When I started writing my character’s background information, I blacked out and ended up with 3 pages.  After rereading it, I realized that my story was like watching an anime…  its a little over the top but it had to be with the insane stats I rolled.  I also named my pc (player character) after the main character from Memoirs of a Geisha.  I hope you enjoy the read because I enjoyed writing it.

Here is the background:

Chiyo is 27 year old women who forges her path in the world as a young upcoming surgeon.  Chiyo is the daughter of a world famous heart surgeon and a famous medical researcher who works on the cutting edge.  Chiyo’s father is named Koichi Sakamoto and her mother is Christy Sakamoto; maiden name Smith.  Koichi was born in Japan and named for being the first son of two.  Koichi always demonstrated a high intelligence and giftedness for anything related to the medical field.  Christy is an orphan American child who lost her parents in an avalanche.  Christy (meaning elegant, graceful, beautiful, princess) was told that her parents wrapped themselves around her to keep her warm until they were found.  Christy was never able to find any living family but still searches periodically but tell her daughter that it’s not upsetting since she has her own family now.  Christy focuses on researching because she loves working with the “small science” like _____.

Chiyo’s parents meet at a medical conference in Europe.  They were both young and newly named doctors.  Each was asked by the heads of their individual medical fields to present their research dissertation to other renowned doctors from around the worlds.  Chiyo’s father says that he first saw her mother in the lobby talking to old wrinkling men and his mentor (who he was looking for) about her paper and she did not seem intimidated.  He followed her into her conference area and listened to her research dissertation.    When her mother had finished her presentation, he was an hour late for his own presentation.  He was enchanted by her knowledgeability in the field and surprised he had not known about her.  She was the presentation added at the last minute.  He raced to where he needed to be and did not notice her mother walking his way.  At this point, Chiyo’s mother usually cuts in and tells the rest of the story.  Mother usually talks about how she noticed a young handsome man looking at her talk to the old men and wished he would save her from boredom.  Instead, she just tried to be as charming as she could.  She noticed the young man following her into her conference area.  He sat there the entire time and seemed genially interested.  She remembered wondering who he was and if her would ask questions at the end of her presentation but he left in a hurry.  Unfortunately, she could not race after him.  Once she was done an hour later, she went looking in all the conference rooms and asking about a young Japanese man.  Eventually, she walked into a room that everyone turned and looked at her because they did have a “Do not Disturb Sign”.  Someone grabbed her arm and pulled her down.  She looked at the person and it was the handsome Japanese man.  They did not speak to each other.  Then the young man had to give his speech but she waited there the entire time.  Afterwards, they found each other and spent the entire conference talking and one thing lead to another.  They got married, had Chiyo, and moved to the United States.  Unfortunately, Koichi’s parents did not approve at first of Koichi’ choice to marry an American and move away.

When Chiyo was 5 years old, her father’s brother showed up on their door step.  He was welcomed of course.  Raiden (meaning god of thunder), Chiyo’s uncle, was in the Country to make a “Hollywood American Movie” as he would say.  During that first stay, Raiden discovered Chiyo’s talent for the martial arts.  He spent his free time teaching her and even brought her to the set.  Chiyo picked everything up quickly.  Raiden called her his “Little Samurai” although it wasn’t till a later age that he taught her to use samurai swords despite her mother’s objections but with father’s approval. When Chiyo was 6, Raiden asked if Chiyo could come to Japan for the summer once school was over to meet her grandparents.  Christy was nervous but thought it was a great idea despite Koichi’s stern disapproval.  Raiden said that they would love her and eventually ask to see both Koichi and Christy.  And as it turns out, Raiden was right.  The next summer the entire family went.  Although they parents could not go every summer, Chiyo went to Japan and spent a lot of time with her uncle and trained.

During Chiyo’s high school years, she had the opportunity to go to a Japanese school near her grandparents but she would stay with Raiden at his condo because he was closer to the school.  Raiden would watch over her.  Christy was concerned that Raiden would be too busy with work making movies to watch over Chiyo.  It took a lot of convincing on Chiyo, Koichi, and Raiden to convince Christy to agree.  Raiden made Christy give her consent when he promised to make Chiyo his priority above work and that he would make Chiyo call every day.  Chiyo stayed out of trouble for the most part but he uncle gave her the opportunity to experience life but he also protected her from people that would not have her best interest.  One time she told her uncle, he need not worry so much because she’s not completely helpless thanks to him.  And that she could handle the boys and she only said that because she knew he worried.  Chiyo also joked with him that her brain was more valuable than any snort or blow.  Somehow Raiden was relieved.  Chiyo was able to make a lot of different kinds of friends and enjoy herself without doing drug or drinking.

Chiyo was not only gifted physically but also mentally. She was an extremely intelligent young women. She could have skipped a few grades but her father felt that she should stay with children her age because he did not want her to miss being a child and that she would have plenty of time to grow up and be an adult later. Her father probably felt this way because he skipped a few grades also and missed much of his childhood with all the school stuff he had to do. Chiyo was in the advanced classes and did much researching on her own. She mother made sure she did things so she wouldn’t get bored. Chiyo also found that helping others helped her stay interested in school. Chiyo felt that she had a great life so far and felt her parents made the right decisions for her in that aspect. When Chiyo went to medical school in one of the best schools in the world. She did so well on the entrance exam that they skipped her a few years ahead; plus people knew her father and mother and observed the same qualities in her. Despite her great success people still seem to praise her more for being her father’s daughter than her own person. Chiyo does not resent her father in anyway but rather she sees the compliment as a challenge. People will acknowledge her in the medical field. During this time in university, Chiyo had less time for her martial training but she made a point to keep fit and keep her sword had sharp. Needless to say, a lot of sleep was not found during this time. Currently, Chiyo is in Dallas Texas finishing her internship as a surgeon. Which is a sort of small miracle because normally new doctors had to work as doctors before they could be surgeons.

Chiyo is a good person and is genuinely concerned for the welfare of others but she will not put herself at risk. For example, when Chiyo was the first at the scene of an accident she made sure the situation was secure before she helped the individual. Chiyo’s father once told her, “If you choose to put yourself at risk and something happens to you, imagine all the people that you will not be able to help anymore. My daughter, our hands are precious not to us but to the people we help.” Dad was just saying not to jump in head first and to access the situation and not assume her smart brain knew everything. Chiyo respected her father and trusted his words but did not entirely understand his meaning.

Chiyo is also a very responsible person. As far as connecting with others, she has a few friends but people are often kind of intimidated by her because she is so talented and smart. In high school, no boys asked her out (not that she wanted a boyfriend) although a few were her friends. In University, she found some to have a sexual relationship with but both were busy with school. Chiyo has never had any sort of serious romantic relationship but Chiyo was never really looking because she believe she will find the one just like her parents found each other.