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~Guardian~
Name: Keane Sullivan
Age:32
Profession: Magazine Photographer
Residence: New York, New York

Stage Requirements:

Stage 1 : rock candy
Journal setup
2 Journals:

Stage 2 : imp
2 Journals:
3 RPs:

Stage 3 : demigod
4 Journals
6 RPs

Stage 4 : havoc

Possible stage 5 : ultima

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Keane Packed away all of his equipment into the back of his car ready to pull away and drive back home after a long photo shoot. But today he stopped himself from simply going home.

He Still had some time left on the parking metre so Kean took out one of his more smaller trusty cameras and went out into the streets of Manhattan. He took shots of anything and everything that enamored him after all theres photos would be for himself not others. As Keane moved about he found himself slowly making his way towards time square. Tourist central, but that didn't stop him, children starring, frantic parents, jumbo sized hot dogs all were sucked into his camera's lens. When Something caught his attention more than any flashing light or moving screen in time square plausibly could.

A chill went down Keane's spine. He hadn't gone to an arcade since he was a child.He had forgotten the seduction of the vibrant lights and sounds the games would make. Moving his camera up for more shots he went in to fully immerse himself in nostalgia and capture it in his photos. Keane fired shots as if he was playing Primeval Hunt and all that illuminated were the dinosaurs he needed to shoot. When he spotted it. The something old school that he was looking for when he had come through the arcade's doors.
It was perfect in Keane's eyes just the game's look about it made Keane go into a fury of photo taking and before long Keane himself was already putting a coin into the machine and letting the rush of the classic game take over. The game was different than the ones he remembered as a kid, but that didn't matter. Without fail Keane had already readied himself for when he died by mounting a stack of coins at the top of the machine marking to others that this was this old mans game now.

It took him a few tries sparing his parking metre change for his continues, but he did it, he won.

At first he was simply happy with his triumph over the game and took his remaining coin tower back.
When he heard a strange sound come from the machine at first he was worried that he might have broken it come how but when he heard the rumbled clatter stop at the front he bent down to have a look. Investigating the exterior he spotted a flap at the front that reminded him of a gum ball machine's candy flap.
Perked Keane reached in and pulled out a strange looking green die. It was interesting to say the least. A bit puzzled by the odd prize Keane stuffed it into his pocket, thinking that maybe it was a new feature that the games of now had and he didn't want to look the fool by asking anyone what to do with it so he merely decided it was time to leave and headed for his now ticketed car.
With a groan he shoved the ticket into his pocket a sped off home.