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Sally Jane
Archetype: Human Maid
Sally is somewhat "off". She's
constantly bouncing between jobs as each of her employers discover her wide
variety of odd behaviors, be it her tendency to sit around putting stables in
her arm, walking naked into board meetings, or redirecting important calls to
Guam. Her most recent job as a hotel maid allows her more privacy to stick her
fingers into electrical sockets, relieve herself in decorative plants and so
forth without detection. Lately she has taken to carrying a gun to work. Have a
nice stay.
Devon Alann
Archetype: Human Elevator Operator
Tall, skinny, and in his late twenties, Devon was once
a fairly normal individual until the day he was messing around in one of
the elevator shafts and an elevator landed on his head. Since that time
he'd developed idiosyncracies such as rewiring elevators so they fall on
other peoples heads. He's also developed an interest in explosives and
already has figured what ten kilos of plastic can do to a building when
placed in the elevator shaft.
Jessie McCormick
Archetype: Elf Janitor
Jessie has the looks of an elven aristocrat. Unfortunately
she also has the personality of one. After her family was disgraced and
kicked out of Tir, Jessie, who had and has no marketable skills, was forced
to find a job to prevent from starving. She is extremely bitter at the
world for placing someone of her royal statue into the vat with the rest
of the scum. She finally found a job as a janitor in a hotel she knows
is frequented by Tir elves and waits, with concealed SMG, for the one who
kicked her out of her homeland to stop by for a stay.
Emory Smith
Archetype: Ork Pool Cleaner
Strongly biased against humans, all that has been holding
Emory back from pumping cyanide into the pool at the snobby, luxury class
hotel he works at is too little a body count. He vows the day the pool
contains fifty humans and no metahumans he's going to do it, and then throw
himself in as well. The only visible manifestation of his hatred is in
the hundreds of newspaper clipping he has pinned up around his grubby apartment,
each glorifying the death of a human at the hands of a metahuman.
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