User:GuardianOfTheWastes/PnP Character

Seán O'Farrell (2039 - present) is GuardianOfTheWastes PnP character for the sessions hosted by Scar.

Early life
Born in 2039 in Éire, a state of the European Commonwealth, he grew up in relative peace near Limerick, and at the age of 18 went to study a joint honours degree of Bio-Chemistry and Physics at Trinity College Dublin.

Emigration to America
On achieving a first in this, he travelled to America to do post-graduate research at MIT into the field of Theoretical Physics. However, after a time he found that theoretical anything didn't interest him as much as he thought it would, and thus left MIT after obtaining his Ph.D. at the age of 25 to do something, in his own words, "worthwhile".

Change of career
It was at this point he went to Harvard and retrained as a Doctor, something his background in Bio-Chemistry made possible. From here, he got a grant together from the US government and investors all over the world to bring together all the top-researchers in the field of trying to find a cure for cancer, and established the O'Farrell Institute of Cancer Research, which also acted as a hospital and hospice for cancer sufferers.

The Institue
It was here he met a young lady named Cathy, 5 years his junior, who he began to take an interest in. After brief romance, she became pregnant and the pair quickly married as not to arouse suspicion from either of their families, especially Seán's devoutly Catholic parents. 8 months later, and supposedly premature, Seán O'Farrell became Seán O'Farrell Snr. at the Christening of his son. Later that year, Cathy was mugged at a rail-way station by a Canadian, and was pushed on to the tracks where the northbound 8:05 to San Francisco killed her instantly. Seán was alone with a baby of less than a year. But this would not be the first tragedy he'd endure. At the age of 38, in the October of 2077, Seán was working late at the lab because he had recently manufactured a cell that, with proper research and manipulation, would destroy cancer, replicate itself and then dissolve once all the cancer in an area had been destroyed. This meant that, if harnessed, cancer could be destroyed by a mirror version of itself in no more than a quick injection. Understandably, Seán was eager to accomplish this dream, and so he'd hired a baby sitter to care for his son, and worked on until the bombs fell.

End of the World
The lab's chem lab, for fear of spreading anything that went wrong in there, was bomb proofed, and air-tight. However, when there was no acknowledgement of the earthquake Seán had experienced on the news, or the internet, he rushed outside to find that the world was gone. One thought entered his mind, and that was to return home to his son - to learn his fate - to pay the babysitter.

The roads were too damaged to drive and so he ran through the streets. He saw no-one, only their shadows on walls and pavements. His home was gone. Out on the drive way, he saw a small shadow and a ball. He knew his son was no-more. Knowing only one place that was safe, he returned to his lab, took the heirloom Mauser his father had given him, and contemplated suicide for days on end. The radio and television were always on, awaiting any news or signs of life from the outside word. He was alone. Eventually, he surfaced for what would be the last time in 20 years, raiding the shops and filling trolley upon trolley with canned food, and any food that he could safely cryogenically freeze back at the lab. He did very little in that time, save for perfecting his formula. He knew that no-one would need it now, but maybe if someone still existed and sought the lab, they would find his serum and his research. He'd re-written it numerous times, each time more on how to create the serum, and each time less like a report or scientific journal. He was using up what brainpower he had, and waited to die. He read every book he could find in the institute’s library, including on topics of history, architecture, maths, philosophy and, of course, medicine. He was waiting to die. But he didn't; he just kept on keeping on, alive but decaying.

Metamorphosis
Upon visiting the toilets, he would not look in the mirror, for he feared what he might see, knowing the state of his body and how he'd always find clumps of hair on his makeshift pillow each night. When he finally summoned the courage, he found that it was every bit as bad as he feared. He's skin was peeling, his hair falling out, and his entire left cheek had fallen off, showing the teeth underneath. Not knowing what had befallen him, he searched the library, looking at leprosy and similar diseases. But the symptoms were always off.

Resurfacing
It was time to surface and end it all; let God finally take his soul, though he was unsure whether he believed after everything that had happened. His eyes burned, drenched in sunlight and took a fair while to become accustomed once more. After wandering toward the railway station where his wife had died, he came across a small band of disgusting looking creatures. 'Look, another one' they shouted in his direction, and he turned to see nothing behind him. They must mean him, and his affliction. As he neared them, he noticed that they too had the same symptoms, and upon examination of them, he discovered they were all remarkably similar to radiation burns.

Skills
Awareness:        19 Acrobatics:       18 Barter:           24 First Aid:        25 Gambling:         20 Sneak:            15 Speech:           24 Throwing:         14 Energy Weapons:   20 Guns:             20 Melee:            14 Unarmed:          14 Academics:        20 Explosives:       20 Medicine:         25 Repair:           20 Science:          25 Security:         20 Survival:         20 Willpower:        33