Team Anxiety abounds in tonight’s game of Negocios Infernales. We’re all fairly high-strung and hilarious, and I’m having such a good time!
I’ve never played such an anxiety-ridden character who thinks so little of herself, but is still trying to live her best life… but I hope for the best for her. I hope her DOOM DOESN’T BEFALL HER. But if it does, I trust her Benefactor to fix it!
We’re just about to start Part IV: Worldbuilding, so I’d better dash! SO FAR, SO FUN!
Motivation: [card language] [your description]
SUIT: HUESO
CARD: A SINGLE TOOTH CANNOT CHEW.
Every night I dream my hair is falling out, or my teeth are falling out, or I am riding a runaway carriage with no horse pulling it, or am falling from the sky or through endless ocean depths. I do not know why; I’ve always been this way. I awake to pressures on my chest. The priestesses say I am haunted by demons. But ever since my bargain last year, I am no longer haunted. Either the priestesses were wrong, or the devil I met was no demon.
Role in Court: [card language] [your description]
SUIT: CARNE
CARD: IS YOUR PURPOSE TO BE SOMEONE ELSE’S MEAL?
The Court Confessor/The Royal Repository: being so worried about everything all the time, the priestesses who raised me in the orphanage thought it would be perfect if I got out of my own head, and listened, day in and day out, to other people’s worries, sins, crimes, atrocities, and traumas. They all say I am a very good listener: the best confessor the queen’s ever had. My hair has turned completely white since coming to court, and I’ve started to twitch uncontrollably–until my benefactor saved me.
Magic: [card language] [your description]
SUIT: ESPACIO
CARD: SEEDS SPEND MOST OF THEIR LIVES ASLEEP
My benector gave me a small amulet to wear, like a tiny seed of starlight in a small glass bubble. It grants me the power of hypnosis: both on myself and on others. I can help steer people away from their addictions, suggest alternate behaviors, make my enemies (like the priestesses who raised me) perform parlour tricks for my own amusement, and also put myself into meditative trances that have greatly aided my general health and well being. My twitching has stopped, and I have taken to dyeing my hair “Espadan crimson.”
Doom: [card language] [your description]
SUIT: LAGRIMAS
CARD: THE FLOWERS THAT BEAUTIFY THE GRAVE ARE ALSO DEAD
In the moment of my Doom, my amulet “fritzes.” A few things can happen, or maybe happen all at once. All of the good work I’ve done: soothing anxiety, easing trauma, redirecting bad habits, will backfire and those people will not only regress, they will experience far worsened conditions. Or, I start dreaming while awake what I usually dreamed while asleep: only I think it’s so real and have such a strong power that I make other people dream it too. Oh, so many horrid things will happen, to make up for me being so happy and healthy for a whole year. The priestesses were right all along; I didn’t deserve to be happy.
Name: Ufiz the Demon. (The priestesses named all their orphans after demons. I don’t know why I grew up so messed up. Really.)
C.S.E. Cooney 