*Would a zupernatural character fit in if they were from a futuristic setting?*

'I like scales' Kai muses. 'Snakes have scales'

Fiver blows a raspberry. This is what he looks like

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*Would a zupernatural character fit in if they were from a futuristic setting?*

 Potentially. There are people with superhuman powers, but they are very rare

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*Would a zupernatural character fit in if they were from a futuristic setting?*

 Potentially. There are people with superhuman powers, but they are very rare

 *There is a character I have that was created by negative psychic energy. Would that be okay, since it's kinda psionics and that's kinda sci-fi?*

*Yes that would certainly be fine. The robots do a lot of advanced psychological experimentation on humans, such a character would fit right in*

There is a very loud sound of a ship's horn blowing. The Liberty has pulled up at the dock, and its crew are beginning to stream into The Warehouse. They love live music. And chaos. One of them is graffiti painting the wall. Kat doesn't care, it happens all the time

This is Kai. He likes to dress smartly so nobody would know that he used to be a scavenger

Kat comes into the back room and asks if they are ready to perform. 'We've got quite a crowd. Half of them are off their heads'

An entity enters the Warehouse. No one knows quite what it is, but it seems to have forced and broken its body into an old, tattered ringmaster's uniform. Its shadowy body crackles and snaps when it moves.

It gives a deep bow to the room, its baby-doll-arm studded cape flowing and its tattered top hat nearly falling off its one-antlered head.

"My name Is Edward Gore. I am a magician by trade, but my illusions may be a bit difficult to stomach."

The crowd are half-confused, half-applauding. They're not really with it. One of them cries out 'you a magician? Show us ya tricks!'

The crowd are intently looking at Edward Gore and do not immediately notice the musicians

*Can you roll Performance?*

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The crowd are half-confused, half-applauding. They're not really with it. One of them cries out 'you a magician? Show us ya tricks!'

 Edward's head twists at an unnatural angle, revealing a dagger-toothed grin across the side of his head. "Those with nervous dispositions may leave the room at any point."

The room seemingly twists and deforms. About half of the crowd doesn't see anything, but the other half sees a horrifying monster onstage. A thing made of the flesh of the lost and the primal fears of humanity. Machines, machines everywhere. Rending through the walls and floors, howling mechanical parts, rampant gunfire. People scream as others fall dead on the ground.

Then the illusion ends. No one is really hurt. There is no machine assault. Only the occasional sob can be heard from the crowd.

The horror bows once more.

The crowd go wild. Those who hadn't been traumatised and left. One guy, a muscular young man in a Forest Ranger hat with a bearskin cape, stands there, a tear rolling down his cheek