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NAME: Sarah Langley
AGE & DOB: 43 | xx August 1911
GENDER: Woman
ORIENTATION: Straight
VOCATION: Detective’s Assistant/Office Manager
GAME ROLE: NPC, Ally to Howard
TRAITS: Caring, Motherly, Sarcastic Wit, Semi-Neat
WANTS: To make the person she loves happy
NEEDS: To be needed
HOPES: That Howard gets what he deserves
FEARS: That she’ll be discovered
VOICE PROFILE: New York accent. A sweet motherly voice. Lots of attitude, but not mean (usually).
BACKGROUND:
Born and raised in New York City, Sarah always had dreams of a better richer life, but her choices kept her circling the same neighborhoods. She worked various jobs to survive: waitress, hotel maid, secretary when she finished training. She one day found an ad for an assistant at a Howard Larson Detective Agency. By some coincidence she had gone to the same school as Howard, one graduating year ahead of him. Easily she won the job and proved herself invaluable to the agency.
By day she is simply a sassy overbearing assistant who mostly keeps things organized and keeps her boss Howard in one piece. But secretly she is working to destroy Howard and expose him for the butcher that he is. At least, so she was told by her boyfriend Clive, a mysterious European man whose body is riddled with scars. Through him Sarah learned of the awful things Howard did during the war, including torturing Clive who was merely an academic. Filled with disgust, Sarah continues to wear her smiles to work, all the while enacting Clive’s plan: poisoning Howard’s coffees, hypnosis, occasional evidence tampering – all to create the perfect moment to expose Howard as a butcher.
There are times she feels conflicted about this double life. But she only has to remember Clive’s stories, and of the life of peace she and him will have after their revenge, to recommit to the lie.
Base: “Mornin’, boss. Coffee’s on your desk. You’ve got a 10 o’clock at the courthouse, a 1 o’clock here at the office, and your mother’s on line 2.”
Sassy: “Oh well gee I haven’t spoken with the First Lady recently but I’ll be sure to apprise her of your musings!”
Cold: “I know you, Howard. The real you. What you did? No good man is capable.”
