Marcy got her start in college, managing the public faces of a couple of minor brands off the back of some fortuitous connections. It was reliable and compelling enough that she declined to follow through with an MBA after finishing her undergrad and instead built a boutique online image management business which, while not flourishing, provided her with a small amount of independence.
This independence, the need to stay tethered to a screen for time-sensitive reactions and the sheer expansion in services and resources available online, together these things have warped Marcy’s worldview to the point that she can’t think of a future for humanity that doesn’t centrally involve the internet. The idea that you can order almost anything and have it appear at your house the next day makes it seem crazy to her to think any other way is possible.
It was an Amber Alert and some good fortune that really pushed her into it, the text across the screen of her phone twigged a connection in her brain. Out of sheer curiousity she pulled up a newly installed public webcam feed she’d briefly read about the city launching in the area and in seconds had found the vehicle. The vicarious thrill she felt crawling up her spine as she tipped off the police was her watershed moment. She’d found a use for her talents of weird internet knowledge and social media acumen that unmistakably proved her right.
Since then it’s only live, unfolding crises and tragedies that hold Marcy’s attention, cold cases don’t have the same kick. Rarely venturing forth from her apartment, she scours news feeds and emergency alert sites for fodder and then goes to work. Almost always it turns up nothing but the times it does produce results - however small and however late - she feels vindicated. Taking note of the occasions that online-mobs have spoiled her vocation’s image, she has framed printouts of disastrous crowdsourced investigation debacles on her home-office walls.
It’s hard to say whether she found GNOMON or GNOMON found her. In either case turning herself into a human peripheral trying to bridge the gap between investigatory legwork and digital spying has made her a prime candidate for its attention. In time it will also make her a stubbornly ubiquitous pony-adept to whichever occult underground it inflicts her upon.
STATS
Personality: Full of mischief. Clever and inquisitive there’s no dark alley spooky enough to deter Marcy once she’s got it into her head that there’s something interesting at the other end of it. She’s a creature of the internet and often oblivious to the dangers of the real world when she ventures into it.
Rage: Luddite attitudes about sous- and surveillance.
Noble: Sharing favours is how we function as a community.
Fear: Dogs. She got chewed up pretty badly once as a kid (Violence).
Obsession: You can do anything with the internet.
Wound Threshold: 50.
Amateur Sleuth 50% (Substitutes for Notice, Substitutes for Secrecy, Substitutes for Lie.)
Social Media Manager 50% (Substitutes for Connect, Substitutes for Status, Evaluates Isolation.)
GNOMON 30%* (Adept, Casts Rituals, Use Gutter Magick.)
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