Life Moves On:
-[X]Business: You are a very intelligent young boy able to learn speeds at literally superhuman levels. Soon you will be able to make things far ahead of everyone else. Might as well take advantage of that by marketing your talents and future creations. Rolled:
D100 => 75+10=85
June 21st, 1947
It was very easy to understand business when all was said and done. You must create a product, one that was willing to fit the needs of a consumer base that was always shifting. And in many ways picky. You could focus on a particular product or niche that will never lose an audience.
Or try to make something for everyone, that might flop. Or it might change the world.
But you also needed to budget. Plan. You also needed investors and an idea.
But that will come in time.
In fact, The Old Man, when he was not writing his Memoirs, and spending time with his wife, was always teaching you some little tricks he learned in his time in the Army.
Reward: Business (⅗): You are a savvy and skilled entrepreneur, being able to create a model of success for your business, and profit for your company.
-[X]Pharmaceuticals: Medicine is going to be in high demand in times like these, be it for illness, injury, or simply the ravages of time. If you can learn to make it, you might just be able to save some lives and make a nice profit doing it. Rolled:
D100 => 98+10=108
You had snuck into University a few days after your birthday. Now it was nothing special, you had done it to gain access to their libraries.
No, you were doing this because you were angry. The Chief Pharmacist was an idiot, an ex-Nazi, who had no idea what the hell he was talking about, only getting his position because his Pseudoscience was accepted by the board, and his findings, found by unethical experimentation and usage of Methanphetimeise during the War.
So many men were high out of their minds. So many did not survive.
So you made him have a taste of his own medicine. While also publishing your own work.
You had figured out, quite brilliantly, by the way, to create some kind of… medicine for migraines, that wasn't as powerful or dangerous to use as Asprin. You had called appropriately silly enough "Headsaver" Just so you could trademark it later.
It was hailed as the next miracle drug, but no one but you knew how to synthesize it.
The Old Man was impressed.
Reward:
Pharmaceuticals Set to 3.5/5. Pharmaceuticals (3.5/5): You are a pioneer in the study of human biology and fighting diseases, and the symptoms of problems.
You got a Nazi arrested, fired, and sent to prison.
You have warm, fuzzy feelings about a job well done.
-[X]Hand-to-Hand Combat: It would be a good idea to learn how to defend yourself in case you get into a scrap of some sort. Rolled:
D100 => 1+10=11
December 1948
The Old Man was unimpressed as you collapsed to the ground, panting in pain as your body ached. "I thought you were a strapping young lad, full of energy? Yet now you decide to give up when your body tells you to. You should get stronger!" He tried to help you up.
"My body is growing!" You complained.
"Yet you have enough energy to throw yourself into your studies. Come now, I'm over 60, and I can run farther than you can, and go easy on you!" He said.
"This Hurts!" You complained.
"Coming from the boy who thinks that poisoning a Nazi doctor's notes with meth was funny?" He raised an eyebrow.
"That only required him being an idiot. Not this!" You complained. Everything ached.
"Well, I'm going to teach you how to defend yourself, by force If I have to." He stated.
Reward:
Hand to Hand Set to (0.5/5): You are woefully unprepared for any fight that involves actually fighting. But you can protect yourself.
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January 1st 1949
The New Year was upon you, and the Old Man was sitting at the table, smoking. "Heinrich." He said your name with a smile. "I have something to tell you."
"Yes." You sat down with a smile on your face, but worry in your heart.
"There is an opportunity. For you." He stated.
You took a deep breath. "Last time that happened, I made the bomb that killed Hitler… what has happened?"
"There are some people that wish to meet you, university people from London, they read your paper on how a person's genetics can affect the ability of their bodies to accept the medicine." He stated. "They want you to take a look at a few Xrays, and models. They think they found the key to understanding… everything mankind is."
"Yet you don't want me to go?" You asked.
"I think that London is not a safe place for you. Too many spies and players that may wish to use your… uncanny abilities for purposes that are not your own." He replied.
"And you haven't?" you asked.
"I have never asked anything of you and done my best to help you." He stated. "But I also need you in Berlin."
"What for?" You asked.
"As a witness to a meeting, nothing more." He replied.
"For whom?" You asked.
"Nothing you need to concern yourself with, I promise you that." He replied.
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What do you do?
[]Go to London: You are going to go to London and see those models of… What exactly? Something from the body itself?
[]Help the Old Man: You are going to help the Old Man, even though you have a very bad feeling about this.
[]Wander the City: You are going to wander the city. See what is about… and there is someone in trouble! A man! You must help him.
