Name: Berkeley Frick
Position: SCP Security Personnel, Area B
Skills
Agility: 3
Deception: 1
Technologist: 0
Perception: 3
Sociability: 2
Mental Defense: 3
Physical Defense: 5
Ranged Weapons: 2
Simple Weapons: 4
Medical: 0
Science: 0
Academia: 0
Health: 8
Mental Health: 7
XP: 1
Factions
Medical: 3
Academia: 2
Addendum 1-A: Inventory of Possessions
Nostalgic Recipe - Obtained from Bernard in Room 840 of Tamlin House. Done just right, it carries the air of a sweet, memorable night.
Beard - Obtained from (empty) Room 382.
Wand of Jager - Obtained after a mission at Stimsons. According to Jager, it's a Tamlin Artifact. Berk keeps it for luck.
Dragon's Scale: Obtained through Grandfather Raven's vision quest.
Addendum 1-B: Inventory of Equipment
On-Hand, Standard Shifts:
2x Handcuffs.
LED flashlight.
25m of rope.
A projectile-launching tool. (be creative)
Addendum 2-A: Notable Character Traits
"Mr. Funny Luck": Berk also seems to reflexively know if something stupid or big's going on amongst people he interacts with often.
Zero Fucks Given: After a point, he just doesn't give a fuck about weird shit happening. Cheshire Coyote? Nah, he's gotta be here to help.
Bathroom Gymnast: Berk is deeply attuned to the workings of bathrooms, and is capable of spectacular physical feats within them, such as plunging the crap, literally and figuratively, out a toilet bowl, reaching that last roll of toilet paper in the back of the cabinet, and of course, hands free flow control.
Idle Ponderance: Notices if something’s out of place. Usually realizes what's wrong too late.
Addendum 2-B: Notable Character Flaws
Oh Shi-: He notices things, yeah. But not nearly quick enough.
Don't Call Me Gramps: Berk's like, 49 50. He's not exactly a fresh dude.
Come at Me Bro: If survival is likely, Berk will challenge people younger or stronger than him to sparring matches. He'll fight until his ass is kicked.
Ugh, What Now?: Berk's not always as cool as he appears.
Addendum 3-A: Personnel History
Born in Berkeley "Funny Luck" Frick rose to become a semi-pro middleweight boxer in his mid-20s. After fairly losing the fight that would raise him to fame and glory, he drifted between several lower-status jobs revolving around security (bouncer, mall security, bouncer, bodyguard, bouncer…) for around 5 years. He finally got a job working for Spectacular Camping Paradise, a large manufacturer of high-quality items for the discerning outdoorsman. After a meteoric rise to Vice-Security Director for the company, Frick was recruited for site security at Site ██.
Approximately one month after recruitment by the Foundation, he got news that his wife and daughter had died in a car accident.
Over the next few years, he rose to a moderately successful position, eventually being transferred to Site 23.
Addendum 3-B: Miscellaneous
03:09 Bright : Berk stumbles out, retching up a thick viscous green fluid. He is actually covered, head to foot, in this fluid. It smells a little like mint, and burns like hell in his eyes. He is dressed in a fantastic weddign dress, very pretty, but open in the back to reveal the tattoo on his back, about the size of a fist, of a gear inside a heart. If one watches closely, they might note the tattooed gear is actually slowly turning.
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