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| − | Well, working at Smoke And Barley is hardly working, really. There's always something to be done, but none of is digging fence post holes or bailing hay, I'll tell you that. This town is fast-paced. And it feels a little strange how fluid the caste system among us and our more important cousins is here. The former anthropology student in me has thoughts. But the Wyatt I'm putting front and center here is the part of me that is a sheltered good old boy. Which is true. It just isn't all there is to me. But as much as I don't like not being entirely forthcoming, I recognize that if I'm going do my work, I need to fly under the radar. | + | ''Well, working at Smoke And Barley is hardly working, really. There's always something to be done, but none of is digging fence post holes or bailing hay, I'll tell you that. This town is fast-paced. And it feels a little strange how fluid the caste system among us and our more important cousins is here. The former anthropology student in me has thoughts. But the Wyatt I'm putting front and center here is the part of me that is a sheltered good old boy. Which is true. It just isn't all there is to me. But as much as I don't like not being entirely forthcoming, I recognize that if I'm going do my work, I need to fly under the radar. |
| − | Speaking of which, I'm starting to walk the city now, trying to see where they need me most. The disparity of wealth here is a little shocking. I mean, reading about it and actually seeing it are two different things. The plan is to start volunteer work with local groups and churches and build up trust before I start talking about long-term plans. What the poorest communities here don't need is another white boy outsider with Big Ideas. So I have to pay my dues. All part of Her plan. Unfortunately, there are no short cuts. | + | Speaking of which, I'm starting to walk the city now, trying to see where they need me most. The disparity of wealth here is a little shocking. I mean, reading about it and actually seeing it are two different things. The plan is to start volunteer work with local groups and churches and build up trust before I start talking about long-term plans. What the poorest communities here don't need is another white boy outsider with Big Ideas. So I have to pay my dues. All part of Her plan. Unfortunately, there are no short cuts.'' |
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Revision as of 07:19, 30 March 2018
| Full Name: | Wyatt Brian Slack |
| Race: | Kami/Kinfolk |
| Faction: | Gaian |
| Date of Birth: | 09/15/94 |
| Age: | 23 |
| Height: | 5'8" |
| Weight: | 148 lbs |
| Eye Colour: | Blue |
| Hair Colour: | Red |
| Demeanor: | Optimist |
| PB: | Stefano Masciolini |
- Aura of Tranquility
- Symbiosis
- Gnosis
- Banality
- Kami: So you know how everybody says going to Burning Man will change your life? Well... yeah.
- Kinfolk: Yeah, my family is full of furry rage machines. But at least the political debate is ...lively.
- Community Activism: The world isn't going to save itself. It's up to us to do the job, starting with each other.
- Partying: The first soul you have to save is your own. And nothing does that like letting go.
- Politics: Don't call me a liberal. I'm an agrarian ecological collectivist. Liberal is about ten miles to the right of me.
- Streetwise: You can't make a thing better if you're not a part of that thing.
- Walking Zen: The world just seems like a more peaceful, relaxed place near Wyatt.
- Trusting: To the point of stupidity at times. Wyatt believes in people and the goodness thereof, even if it is buried deep.
- Smoke and Barley is where Wyatt works now, at least part time. Dishes ain't gonna wash themselves!
Wyatt keeps a battered, leather-bound old-fashioned journal in his truck. If a character searches said truck and has a reason to find it (in the tool box behind the cab), you can consider these entries IC knowledge.
Latest Entry:
March 30 - 2018
Well, working at Smoke And Barley is hardly working, really. There's always something to be done, but none of is digging fence post holes or bailing hay, I'll tell you that. This town is fast-paced. And it feels a little strange how fluid the caste system among us and our more important cousins is here. The former anthropology student in me has thoughts. But the Wyatt I'm putting front and center here is the part of me that is a sheltered good old boy. Which is true. It just isn't all there is to me. But as much as I don't like not being entirely forthcoming, I recognize that if I'm going do my work, I need to fly under the radar.
Speaking of which, I'm starting to walk the city now, trying to see where they need me most. The disparity of wealth here is a little shocking. I mean, reading about it and actually seeing it are two different things. The plan is to start volunteer work with local groups and churches and build up trust before I start talking about long-term plans. What the poorest communities here don't need is another white boy outsider with Big Ideas. So I have to pay my dues. All part of Her plan. Unfortunately, there are no short cuts.
