Date: Tue, 20 Jan 1998 15:27:38 -0500
To: palladium@dante.neonexus.com
From: Necromancer Bob <scrasnak@ehc.edu>    
Subject: Re: Posting Challenge!

At 11:43 AM 1/20/98 -0800, you wrote:
>no, it's not a GPC but it's similar.  since the list has been a little
>slow, i've decided to pump a little life in it.  here's the generic
>challenge: i want_everybody_(even you lurkers) to post in an NPC.  the
>catch is....it's yourself!  using your online name, make up a character
>similar to the name and/or make one after what your generic lifestyle
>is.
>
>FOR EXAMPLE: Necromancer Bob would make up a necromancer.
>
>it's also a good way to get you newbies some names.  and anybody who
>wants to be a judge but not post anything, just e-mail me and ill keep
>track of them.  also it's a good way for people to make up OCCs to be
>close enough.  so who wants to give this a shot?
>
>Da Harlequin
>

Well, it's not a Necromancer, but to get the ball rolling, here's an NPC
based on me.  (reposted; I first put this out a looong time ago.)

NPC: Chad Rasnake (aka Necromancer Bob)

Okay, everybody else has been doing it, so I'm posting my own stats. I've
been dickering around
with it a little. Lemme know what you think- am I annoying or what? I might
actually decide to use
this for something, like maybe a Facade for a Nightbane character... 

Real Name: Chad Rasnake 
Aliases: Necromancer Bob, Shaggy, "Hey, you!" 
Alignment: Unprincipled (what real person isn't, eh?) 
Age: 20 
Sex: Male 
Height: 5'11" 
Weight: varies from 140lbs-150lbs 
Race: Human (probably) 
Life Expectancy: 30 (see natural abilites, #4) 
OCC: 3rd level Rogue Scholar 

IQ: 13 (in game terms, 18 would be more appropriate)
ME: 9
MA: 16
PS: 8 
PP: 6 (I'm a natural clutz) normally, 18 when I'm not paying attention to
what I'm doing.
PE: 10 
PB: 11 (16, according to my girlfriend, but I'm being honest) 
Spd: 9
HP: 22
SDC: 15

Natural Abilities: 

1)Annoy People:
Necromancer Bob has the uncanny ability to say exactly the wrong thing to
the wrong person. This
comes from a complete irreverence of what to and not to joke about, not from
malicious intent. 

2)Write Bad Fantasy:
Necromancer Bob also has the innate ability to write bad fantasy and science
fiction. Skill rating:
80% Note that this is unlike normal skills in that if the subject rolls
under the skill rating, the bad
writing is successful and the story sucks. If, by some strange chance, he
rolls over the skill rating, the
writing is actually *good*. 

3)Stick One's Own Foot in Mouth:
See #1. 'Nuff said. 

4)Consume High-Fat Foods:
Necromancer Bob has the incredible ability to eat his own weight in food
from Taco Bell or Pizza
Hut. 

PPE: 5 

ISP: N/A 

Psionics: 

Clairvoyance (special): Necromancer Bob occasionally gets glimpses of the
future in dreams or
sudden flashes. This is an automatic ability that happens very rarely and
requires no I.S.P.
expenditure. 

Resist Hunger (special): Necromancer Bob has the innate ability to get up
and go to class
without breakfast and manage to fast until 1:00 in the afternoon, when he
finally has time for lunch
(only works on Tuesdays and Thurdays). Also requires no ISP. 

Insanities: Obsession: Rifts, Obsession: Nightbane, Schizophrenia,
Obsession: Dukes of Hazzard
(loves 'em), Addiction: Internet, Manic Depression, Crazy Man syndrome (see
Rifts, page 62) 

Disposition: Laid-back, cocky, alternately depressive & cynical and
loudmouthed & gregarious.
Sorta like Kramer from Seinfeld. Quite possibly completely insane. Often
uses RPG expressions in
normal conversations, like saying of something "this is so munchkin", and
causing people to look at
him funny. 

Magic: none. 

Skills of Note (w/ special bonuses from education): 

Computer Operation: 80%
Math: Basic: 98%
Advanced Math: 70%
Cook: 45%
Play Piano: 50%
Play Trumpet: 30% (used to be 50%, but I've forgotten it)
Basic Electronics: 45% (from wiring up car stereos)
Basic Mechanics: 50% (I tinker around with stuff, mostly breaking it)
First Aid: 55% (lifeguard training course)
Pilot: Automobile: 60% (+20% when driving on winding, mountainous back roads)
Pilot: Horsemanship 30% (used to be 40%; since then it's sunk below the base
percentage)
Pilot: Tractor 50%
Swim: 90% (again, lifeguard training course)
Streetwise: Drugs: 30%
Anthropology: 30%
Research: 50%
History: 50% (+20% when dealing with the Civil War or World War II)
Rifts Lore: 85%
Science-Fiction/Fantasy Lore: 45%
Necromancer Bob's Creations Lore: 98%
Country Music Lore: 60%
Writing (special; see above)
Speak/Literate: English: 98%
Speak/Literate: Southern: 98%
Speak/Literate: Spanish: 15% (used to be 50%, but I've forgotten everything
except the curses)
WP Blunt (Fun-Noodles, baseball bats, etc)
WP Super Soaker
WP Rifle (My brother and nephew have dragged me out to shoot targets a lot)
WP Energy Rifle (spent a lot of time playing Laser Tag)
WP Automotive (had a car wreck or two)

Description: Blond hair, grey eyes, about 5'11", looks vaguely like Shaggy
from Scooby Doo or,
if you've ever seen Stargate, James Spader. Used to have a ponytail and
goatee, but recently cut
both off. Wears John Lennon-style glasses with lenses roughly as thick as
the bottoms of Coke
bottles. Is fond of wearing cowboy boots, jeans, and vests. 

____________________________________
Necromancer Bob, 
Patron Saint of High-Fat Foods, Holy Protector of Rednecks, High Priest of
the Church of Boss Hogg, and Ancient Master of Mad Monkey Fu Milk Blocking,

Visit The Gate: Necromancer Bob's Nightbane/Rifts Page and Dead Air Time
Online at:
http://www.oocities.org/Area51/Vault/6819
or
http://www.students.ehc.edu/users/scrasnak 

I swapped my loafers
For cowboy boots;
Bought me some jeans,
Gave away all my suits;
My razor is rusted,
My barber is bored,
'Cause I'm not that way anymore.

I'm not that way anymore;
Time's closin' yesterday's door.
But I'm just as happy
As I was before
'Cause I'm not that way anymore.
	-Alabama, "I'm Not That Way Anymore"