[D&D-5e] Dungeon Breakers

[Togot]

I will be offering some homebrew gear as the game progresses so you never know

[Kshnik]

Will be posting an application in a few days. Need to find the right image.

[silveroak]

I will be posting a application as well, once I decide what the character will be.

[silveroak]

Name: Manuel Burnette
Class: Artificer
Personality traits 2: wants to take everything apart to see how it works, overly energetic and enthusiastic
Ideal: "kick butt and take names" (previously applied to paintball)
Bond: Loyalty to the team
Flaw: thinks of the dungeons as something like an immersive video game instead of being real
biography: tell me who your character is. What did they do for a living before awakening? Do they have a family? Friends?
Manuelle Burnette comes from a mixed family- his father is Puerto Rican latino, his mother is of French descent. He has always been an underachiever, more interested in games than building a life, but was good enough with machines to become an auto mechanic before the dungeons began opening. Now he tinkers with things, tries to remove electronics so they can be used by adventurers and has been trying to get his hands on some core material. To date his greatest triumph was finding a way to replace the paint in paint balls with alchemist fire and holy water.

[FoggyKnight]

Originally Posted by delpinator

Yeah you might be right but there is the guns from dnd. Forged bullets could be made from the same material to make Swords.

I haven’t played 5e all that much so I did forget gunslinger was a thing.

[silveroak]

Have you considered using an unofficial supplement to help with modern equipment?

[purplerook]

Name: Stanislav "Stan" Antonovych Ivashchenko
Race: Human (Variant)
Class: fighter

Appearance: Muscuar, Heavy-Set, close cropped brown hair.

Personality Traits:

• The best way to solve a problem is with a swift punch to the nads.
• I’ve got your back.

Ideal: the harder you train, the less you bleed
Bonds: Family
Flaw: A bottle of good Russian Vodka

Family:
Father: Hryhorij Leonidovych Ivashchenko (decreased ?)
Mother: Lidiya Leonidivna "Lydia"
Sister: Zoya Adamivna "Zoya"
Brother: Anatolij Stefanovych "Anton"

Biography:

Stanislov's (Stan's) family is from Ukraine. When Stan was 14, his mother fled to the United States at the start of the Ukrainian war. Stan's father, Hryhorij, stayed on in Ukraine. Hryhorij had been an EMT before the war started and found himself serving in aid stations and supporting the Ukrainian army. In 2023, Hryhorij's Aid Station was hit by a Russian glide bomb. The building was destroyed, and Hryhorij is presumed dead.

Lidiya, Stan's mother, had been a nurse in Ukraine, but her certifications didn't transfer to the US. She eventually found a job as a Janitor at a University, as she took courses in English as a second language and Nursing to attempt to get her Nursing certification. The family occupied a small one-bedroom apartment in a low-income portion of town. Tight quarters, but all they could afford.

Stan hustled to help his mother make ends meet. The heavy-set youth took odd jobs - washing cars, sweeping sidewalks - anything to bring in a little cash. After Stan had been paid for one of his jobs, a pair of homeless men attempted to rob Stan. The youth left the pair bruised and bleeding on the street.

Stan's beatdown brought him to the attention of a local gang. Stan found that he could make more money working for the gang than his mother could make full-time. After several bloody and brutal confrontations, Stan earned a reputation as someone not to cross. Stan avoided official gang affiliation but would take jobs on contract for the gang.

Officially, Stan was a bouncer at a club and a part-time bounty hunter. In fact, He was an enforcer for a local gang. Stan tried to maintain a low profile, funneling his money into his family, getting them into a better apartment, helping his mother get her Nursing certification, and pitching in to see his brother and sister get the education that he did not.

While some may be seduced by the glamor and glory of the Dungeon Wreckers, Stan is not. The former gang member sees Dungeon Crawler as a dangerous but lucrative profession. It is no different than being a mercenary in a foreign country at war. It is a profession in which Stan plans to excel.

[silveroak]

A point on Pavel- depending on exactly when you measure from the fall of the Soviet Union would be about 30 years before the start of the game. I don't know how or if that affects your character concept.

[purplerook]

Originally Posted by silveroak

A point on Pavel- depending on exactly when you measure from the fall of the Soviet Union would be about 30 years before the start of the game. I don't know how or if that affects your character concept.

Sorry, I’d picked up on 2025 and missed the ten years later (2035). I mainly wanted Pavel to be a Russian Immigrant who finds America the land of opportunity - in organized crime.

Tomorrow, I’ll tweak the backstory to make the family Ukrainian, fleeing the Soviet Invasion.

[ManicMonky]

Name: Victor Aber
Class: Warlock
Personality traits 2:

I'm oblivious to etiquette and social expectations.
I eat like a pig and have bad manners.

Ideal: Sincerity. There's no good pretending to be something I'm not. (Neutral)
Bond: I suffer awful visions of a coming disaster and will do anything to prevent it.
Flaw: I have a weakness for the vices of the city, especially hard drink.

Biography:

 

I used to have it all: money, power, respect, you name it. I was always dressed in the latest fashions, attending the snootiest of galas, and traveling the world on my luxury jet or yacht. It was a great life; I had everything I could ever desire.. except her. I tried everything I could think of to impress her like donating to her favorite charities, offering her the finest cuisine and wines, sporting events, ballets. But every time, she turned me down or said those accursed words, "That's very thoughtful of you." Oh how I grew to loathe those words, Evalynn.

Then the dungeons came and threatened to ruin everything. The first was nearly a tragedy, but some freaks ended up going in and "clearing" it, whatever that meant. The next five years continued to be plagued by the portals, popping up wherever and whenever. I tried to turn them into a new revenue stream, offering to be a sponsor for the "heroes and heroines" that everyone, especially Evalynn, looked up to, but every portal made more people gain those odd powers. I couldn't sponsor them all, and plenty of them died during their raids. I lost a lot on that venture; it was time for a new tactic.

I was determined to gain powers myself. I knew if I had powers I could finally impress Evalynn. I employed the best and brightest scientists, strategists, military, anyone I could to try to figure out where the next portal would open. I was going to be there come hell or high water!

When the next portal opened, I was there, RIGHT there, in fact it nearly opened on top of me. But I was not given any power. Instead, it went to others nearby. Why? I deserved to have the power. While I contemplated in rage what had gone wrong, that's when Shiney McTurdPolisher showed up. The "cream of the crop", hero to all. Don't worry, just leave this to the professionals, he gloated right to my face. He knew I had been trying to gain powers and his smug smirk really rubbed me the wrong way. But there was nothing I could do.

 

Feeling foolish and rejected I returned to my penthouse to have my private chef make a meal for two. I wanted something elegant and tantalizing, I even told him to bring up the Jeroboam of Chateau Mouton-Rothschild 1945. I was determined to win Evalynn's heart. I needed to win it. I invited her over for dinner and to my slight surprise, she agreed, sounding almost eager. I didn't think twice about it in my elation and instead hurried to get ready.

At 8pm she arrived in a stunning strapless yellow dress that ended just below her knees. Her light brown hair was elegantly sinched together in a low ponytail before it hung down to her midback. My jaw must have hit the floor because she giggled at the site of me, "Oh, Victor, pull yourself together," she said before being guided to the dining room by my butler, Javier.

Dinner went mostly smoothly with mostly small talk. Toward the end of the meal, I mentioned my upcoming travel plans and offered to bring her along. I told her I was going to become a Dungeon Breaker. I was so excited to share the news with her, but when I mentioned it, her eyes dropped to the table and she looked sad. "What's the matter? I thought you liked the Dungeon Breakers and all the good they do keeping everyone safe," I asked, my mind racing to figure out what was going on.

"I do like them," she replied, her right hand holding and rubbing the sapphire necklace hanging around her neck. "In fact, that's kind of the reason I'm here. You see," she paused as a look of anguish crossed her face. "I.. I've actually started dating one of them."

My eyes went wide and my pulse quickened. The color in my face drained leaving me white as a ghost. What did she just say? It must be a joke. No, there's no way she'd joke about something like this. All I could manage to do was stammer, "Wha.. I.. but.. ... who?"

After what felt like an eternity, she clutched her jewel necklace, swallowed hard, and said, "Gary Halversen."

"Gary? Gary?" My voice was starting to rise, my pulse quickening further and my vision enveloping in red. "GARY?! That blowhard *******? Shiney McTurdPolisher?" I was irate at this point. What could she possibly see in that guy? I gripped the table so hard my hands started to hurt. I was fuming, nearly seething at the mouth. I locked eyes with Evalynn and in a tone dripping with venom and hatred I growled, "Get the f... out. NOW!"

 

I don't remember what happened next. Something inside me snapped so violently that I blacked out. When I finally came back to my senses my home was completely demolished. My body was bloody and bruised and my throat was so raw it hurt just to breathe. I sat there for 3 hours crying to myself. Why? Why did it have to be him? He was nothing before becoming a Dungeon Breaker. Just a loser living in his mom's basement in the slums with no job. Why?

Finally, I pulled myself together and began to sift through the wreckage of what used to be my life. What was the point of all of it, I wondered, flipping over a chair that somehow still had all four legs intact before making my way to the kitchen. I opened the drawer where I always kept my phone to find the battery had died. Great, I sighed, I guess I better charge it. After plugging it in, I opened the refrigerator and grabbed the first bottle of alcohol I could see, opened it, and downed a third of it before taking a breath. "Ughh, dammit that burns," I groaned, realizing I had grabbed a bottle of tequila. Wincing through the pain, I muttered, "Aww f... it," and took another swig.

I walked back over to my phone that was now showing 4% battery and powered it on. Ater a moment, I read the date and shook my head. That can't be right, I thought, quickly pulling up Google and asking what day it was. The search result as the same as what my phone had said though. Was I really blacked out for 5 days? My head was starting to feel woozy from the alcohol at this point, but I took another swig anyway. There was something comforting about the edge of oblivion, and I'll be damned if I ever come back from it.

Character Concept:
A man who had everything becomes a broken, lost alcoholic. His once pristine and proper life turned upside down, he wanders in a lucid state of stupor from Dungeon to Dungeon hoping to one day gain powers for himself.

[purplerook]

Alright, I'm back at my computer and have access to FantasyNameGenerators.com. I've changed the character's name to Stan, fleshed out the family, and shifted to having them flee Ukraine.

Stan

I'm sharing this anecdote to give folks insight into my play style and character build. I can adjust the character build if you feel it's too overpowering for the group. Similarly, if you feel that I'm not a good fit for the group or game, I'll understand. I don't normally apply for games on RPGCrossing, but this one struck my fancy.

The character is new and modern. However, I've run this build once before. I'm one of the GMs on The West Marches game on RPGCrossing. We had a new GM running their first adventure, and I decided to tag along with a 1st level character. The GM was over the top, throwing too many and too powerful combat encounters for a group of 1st levels. The character, Pavel, absorbed sixty points of damage between Heavy Armor Master and the Interception Fighting Style. The character also used three second-winds and a healing potion to deal with the other damage.

[daikaiju]

Don't forget to like and subscribe! Name: Amani Hobbs Class: Wizard Personality traits: -I try to put on a smile no matter what. Especially if I'm on camera. -As a longtime follower of dungeon breakers, I'm pretty easily star-struck by them. Ideal: I'm driven to learn what no one's ever known before. And yeah - I'll take the fame that comes with that. Bond: I'd do pretty much anything for my loyal fans. Flaw: I'm known to put myself in potential danger for the sake of knowledge - or a good camera angle. Biography: Amani Hobbs was only 16 when the first dungeon opened in Chicago. Though she was living hundreds of miles away in Cincinnati when it happened, she latched on to every word of every news story and - especially - every second of video coverage that followed. The "awakenings," the monsters appearing, the extra-dimensional rifts - everything about it fascinated her to no end. Though the girl had always been a good-yet-aimless student, everything for her changed with the first dungeon in Chicago. She dedicated the next several years of her life to applying herself more heavily in her science classes, focusing heavily on the theoretical physics involved as she moved on to university. Predictably, she settled on attending university in Chicago, close to where her interest in dungeons began. It was around this age that she started her channel on a Earth probably still has YouTube in the 2030s.video-streaming website focusing on discussing the history of the dungeons, analyzing and even proposing theories behind how the dungeons operated and how the awakened's powers manifested and functioned, and of course, celebrity-profiling the dungeon breakers. Amani would build a sizeable following on this channel from a combination of her natural charisma and passion, as well as her deep knowledge of the topic at hand. Many other channels on the subject were either too dry (Typically scientists awkwardly presenting their findings) or were essentially glorified paparazzi, focusing on the "sexy" stuff - Amani was one of the few to strike a nice balance between educational and entertaining. Unfortunately, dedicating so much time and energy to her channel left her with very few real-world relationships. Despite being a very charismatic person, the closest she has to friendships in her life are a handful of people online making videos similar to her own. Or, maybe her fans. Her awakening would surpass every prior moment in her life as the greatest thing to ever happen to her - a fascinating surprise, as it seemed highly improbable that a second dungeon would manifest in Chicago. Manifesting as what she and other would-be experts refer to as a "wizard," she giddily documented the entire week leading up to her first dungeon-dive online, playing with her newfound magicks and nearly causing half a dozen housefires in her apartment on video. While she knows her cameras won't work in the dungeon, she promises to her viewers that she'll return and recap everything in as vivid detail as possible. She is going to get so many new subscribers from this.

Edit: Oops! My image seems to have randomly broken sometime between Friday and today. Fixed now, lol.

[JohnStone]

dang I was braistorming a Wizard awkwardly similar to Amani, yours is better and more fleshed out however so ill go back to the drawing board....


I cant help but feel like this is the perfect scenario for testing out the new 2024 rules though.

[daikaiju]

Originally Posted by JohnStone

dang I was braistorming a Wizard awkwardly similar to Amani, yours is better and more fleshed out however so ill go back to the drawing board....

Hahaha nooooooo!! I've had this exact thing happen to me in the past, too. Great minds think alike!!

[Kshnik]

App Name: Joe Smith Race: Variant Human Class: Artificer Personality Traits: If someone is in trouble, I'm always ready to lend help. I judge people by their actions, not their words. Ideals: Positive thoughts, words, and actions Bond: I would do anything for my wife and kids Flaws: Enjoy to much Fried Foods Biography Resume JOE SMITH Education: Springfield University: Bachelor of Social Counseling with a minor in Computer Science. 1990 - 1994 Skills: ASA, Junos, Fortigate, Checkpoint, PFSense, IDS/IPS, VPNs, Visio, Splunk, Salesforce, OneNote, Notepad ++ Experience: Centerville Managed Services - Network Security Engineer - April 2011 - Present Manage, update, configure 600+ firewalls Support, Troubleshoot, Build multiple VPNs across a score of platforms Handle day to day tasks: Projects, Change Management, Troubleshooting Link Telecom - Network Security Engineer - Dec 1999 - March 2011 Manage, update multiple IDS/IPS platforms Manage, update, configure multiple firewalls Tier 2 Team lead Help Desk PBP - Human Resources - September 1994 - Nov 1999 Worked with local Universities to present PBP job opportunities Led Hiring and onboarding for Five techinical divisions within the Managed Services Sectors. Wrote job descriptions and worked with Social Groups (Churches, Sports Clubs, etc) to increase talent pool of candidates Social Media Name Joe Smith Gender Male Birthday February 17, 1971 Friends 316 Home: Chicago Relationship: Married 25 years. Renee Smith Family Members: 2 Daughters, 2 Sons Activities and Interests: Goblins and Caverns (RPG), Fantasy Football, Chess, Comics, Cooking, Hiking