This is for the three of my players to chat about character concepts with me and with each other. My requirements:

1. Reasonably in-period. The game will be set in 1889, in London, in the previously mentioned neighborhood. Nearby things of note are the Imperial Gas Works, two churches, the Great Eastern Station for the rails, and a workhouse in the poor area of the neighborhood. It can also be assumed that there's a local alehouse, a nearby brothel of some dubious sort, a gaming hall, and various shops and markets.

2. Connected characters. I'd like, if possible, for you three to come up with characters that know and at least tolerate each other, and can work together. If you can't work it out, I can work with that, but some familiarity at the first will probably work in your favor.

Other than that, have fun. Play around with concepts...I'll give whatever feedback you want, and then we'll get together on Saminga for rules explanation and campaign talk sometime in the next few days.

From: [identity profile] cpip.livejournal.com


I have a number of ideas, from Hellfire Club-esque Nobleman to Stolid Barkeep.

From: [identity profile] fadethecat.livejournal.com


Same here. I'm also, er, leaving on a road trip in a few hours, so I'm going to be offline for a few days. To avoid holding things up, I'm happy to make a character who fits in with the other two as soon as I can get back online. I have a slight preference for upperclass with slumming, if only because then I wouldn't feel obliged to try my hand at Victorian-era lower-class slang, but I can quite cheerfully go either way.
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I've got this weird image of a woman in a red traveling dress and a large hat that seems to never reveal her face.

I don't precisely know what to do with it. I suspect she'd have to be (by what the dress looks like) upper or upper-middle class. She has gloves (not that that matters incredibly, but she does.)

It's possible she might be the wife or assistant of a researcher of some kind; or a researcher in her own right working under her husband's name. I think we're too early for Egyptology, yes?

*mulls more*

From: [identity profile] cpip.livejournal.com


We're actually just in time for it. The first professor of Egyptian Archaeology and Study was named in 1831 at the College de France -- so Egyptologists are around and kicking!
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Ooooh. Is this the time to mention that I've accidentally gotten terribly interested in Osiris and Ra, and I blame one of my professors?

*plots Egyptologystuff*

From: [identity profile] cpip.livejournal.com


Blame away, blame away, blame away, down Dixie.

*ponders* If you need, I'm now picturing the slightly-useless and indulgent gentleman (perhaps a petty nobleman -- there's always a spare Baronet or three to be found in 19th Century London) who publishes the Woman in Red's work under his name...
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Ooooh, I /like/ that idea. She'd need one of those, I suspect. Hmmm.

From: [identity profile] cpip.livejournal.com


She might not need one, of course, but it might help her researches to be taken more seriously.

Of course, there's also the route of that old flick where Watson was the real brain and Holmes was actually a hired actor...

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They produced and refined coal gas for power. Gas lamps, gas street lights, and all that happy stuff. It's basically a big honking factory. Lower class men and women in the area find it to be the primary mass employer, albeit at scut wages.

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Here's a woodcut of part of the factory. (http://www.ingenious.org.uk/See/Tradeandindustry/FuelandPower/?target=SeeLarge&ObjectID={96FA9C27-17D5-3E57-B7E8-0CA7151B1B38}&viewby=images)
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