Kyrie Mae Lee's Power value does not match their spent Gifts! Power Value: 7 Spent Rewards: 6
Kyrie Mae Lee has an expired Loose End and cannot play in a Contract until its threat is realized.
It's too late to use a Move to resolve these Loose Ends. Now the hammer falls. . .
Kyrie Mae Lee has overspent Experience Remaining: -6 Exp. (Earned: 184 - Spent: 190)
A 3-Victory Newbie Contractor played by Monday in Earth Unveiled
She is 19 years old, lives in a shitty, abandoned warehouse in Chicago, Illinois, and often appears as a tall (6'2") figure with uncannily long limbs and a powerful physique, dressed in street wear and a biker helmet covering her face. Underneath is a woman with viscous, blood-red hair, leathery patchwork skin, and a feral expression, with stained bandages covering her whole body.
Kyrie Mae Lee lives in Earth Unveiled, a setting where a supernatural cold war brews. Her journal, BLOODSOAKED BADASS, has 3 entries. Her Questionnaire has 7 answers.
3 Alertness
0 Animals
4 Athletics
0 Crafts
0 Culture
0 Drive
0 Firearms
0 Influence
2 Investigation
0 Medicine
0 Melee
0 Occult
0 Performance
0 Science
0 Stealth
0 Survival
0 Technology
0 Thievery
2 Bloodwork
4 BRUTALITY
1 MENACE
3 PUNK SHIT
2 Sneaking
2 Stunt-Riding
Latest 3 of 7 answers
Reference art: 来也未来 on pixiv
A reckless thrill seeker who fills their empty existence with violence, adrenaline, and danger. Kyrie was dealt a bad hand from the moment she was born, growing up with two broke, dysfunctional addicts for parents. Her dad ended up fucking off and presumably dying early on, leaving her with a mom who was an abusive asshole whenever she wasn't absent. School life wasn't much of an escape for her either. It only meant dealing with toxic peers and other vile authority figures where she was. Overall, her childhood was pretty shit-- and arguably doomed from the start.
Consequently, Kyrie turned out to be a delinquent. She made getting into trouble and doing crazy, dangerous bullshit as her primary method of escapism, with pissing people off being the only way she could draw attention to her. This quickly pulled her into hanging around groups of similarly fucked up, down-on-their-luck people, who-- despite being the only ones she could really socialize with-- only enabled her further. Eventually, she was kicked out of school and kicked out of her home when she was a teenager, which led her to living on the streets in various abandoned buildings, empty alleyways, or crack houses.
Soon enough, life became a constant cycle of dangerous thrills, getting into trouble, and sleeping under broken roofs for Kyrie. For a few years, it was... an exciting enough routine for Kyrie to stick to. It beat having to deal with her mom or her peers or anyone else who didn't fuck with her at the very least. But deep down, whenever Kyrie was left alone to her own thoughts, something was developing. The adrenaline from all the danger and bullshit she got into only wore down with time,
signs up for experiment
time as experiment
escapes
present