comment: |-
  {{{
    Pure mathematician who wants the book of proofs (based on Erdos, look 
    at wikiquote)
    Wants to figure out the principles this place works based on HPMoR
    Pretending to be a robot to cover up for lack of social skills/logic
  }}}

  Could be Vicious Lily or Navvy Jim
  (http://imago.hitherby.com/2006/05/the-dynamite-trilogy-navvy-jim/),
  and probably has some relationship with the Roomba.

  * Thinks plays are silly, doing them for the resources.
  * Personal find-a-thing plot (book of proofs)
  ** Could also be looking for cyberware or robot parts ("upgrades")
  * Could want to do experiments on things

  * Question:
  ** "How can you seek truth when you hide yourself?"
  *** or something simple, like "How are you?"... not working in specifics
  ** Collect sets of secrets about others and confronting them about
     it.
  ** Answer1: "Universal truths transcend mere social interactions."
  ** Answer2: "I don't hide myself, I reveal a deeper truth." or "I
     don't hide myself, I choose my truth."

  How do I add the dots on the o in Erdos?
stuff: |
  [[Actors]],
  [[Robot]], [[Math]], [[RPS]],
  [[MathFalse1]],
  [[ProofsKey]]
name: Navvy Jim
player: Thomas Chappell
contacts: |-
  \HeavenBuilder{The other robot.  You're not used to having others like
  you to talk to.}
  \MrsSchiff{An old hand at this acting thing.  You've known \them since
    way back.}
  \DrugLord{Where you get your drugs.  But \their drugs haven't been generating
  proofs like they did back in the day.  Maybe \they hasn't been giving you
  the good stuff.  Or maybe it's because you're a robot.}
  \CancerGirl{If you had human-like emotions, \they might seem like a little sister to you.  \They almost makes you wish you did have human-like emotional bonds.  You being around seems to make \them less lonely.}
body: |-
  \cenquote{"A mathematician is a device for turning coffee into 
  theorems." }{-- Paul Erd\"os}

  You are Navvy Jim.  You are not Navvy Jim.  Navvy Jim is a character.  
  You are an actor.  People forget that.  People forget you.  You are 
  great, but people forget.  Before you were an actor, you were a  
  mathematician.  You were the greatest mathematician of all time -- Paul 
  Erd\"os.\footnote{You can prove this.  Paul Erd\"os is the single
  greatest mathematician of all time.  You are equally brilliant.  Therfore,
  you must be the same.  Q.E.D.}

  They made a movie about you.  The movie had actors.  Somehow, you 
  became an actor.  You're not quite sure how.  You played in a theatre 
  in Gibbelin's' Tower in a troupe filled with gods and humans to answer 
  suffering.  As an actor, you had to play characters.  You tended to 
  play robots.  Navvy Jim is a robot.  He is also a character you play.  
  You play him a lot.  People forget the mathematician.  They forget Paul 
  Erd\"os.  They remember the robot.  They remember Navvy Jim.

  But you are a mathematician!  You are Paul Erd\"os!  People should remember 
  you, not Navvy Jim!  To do that, you need proofs -- a book of proofs, 
  in fact.  Somewhere out there is The Book.  The proofs you never wrote -- 
  you never had the chance to write -- all of them beautiful and elegant.
  The perfect, most elegant, simplest proofs to all mathematical problems.

  Being Navvy Jim has its disadvantages.  There is this young girl in the acting troupe, \CancerGirl, who looks up to you like an older brother.  You're not very good at emotions.  If you were, you would probably see \CancerGirl{\them} as a younger sibling.  You are not very good at emotions (you're a robot!) but \CancerGirl{\they} acts less lonely with you around, therefore \CancerGirl{\they} is less lonely now, Q.E.D.

  On the other hand, being Navvy Jim has its advantages.  You always win 
  at rock-paper-scissors.  You can upgrade yourself with robot parts!  
  You could be a cyber-mathematician.

  Of course, mathematicians need drugs.  Drugs are what generate proofs.  
  Maybe that's what you've been missing -- proper drugs.  Someone once made a 
  bet that you couldn't go a month without drugs.  You made it, but you 
  didn't get one single proof.  It set back the field of mathematics  
  a whole month!  If you had some really good drugs, you could be a 
  brilliant mathematician again!

  So, you were an actor in the tower.  Then, one day, a group of Ragged 
  Things came and carried it away to the Place Without Recourse.  Once 
  you got there, you stood before the horrid bulk that is Ii Ma.  He 
  leaned down to you and whispered in your ear:

  **How can you seek truth when you hide yourself?**

  Huh?  What's with that?  Well, you found out that you need to answer 
  the question in order to leave.  Ok.  Do you want to leave?  You're not 
  sure.  Perhaps if you had some way to be a great mathematician again.

  Oh, but you're not the only robot here.  There's also a Roomba running 
  around with a baby Dirt Devil.  It has attachments -- all sorts of nifty attachments.  They 
  could take over the world.  Or the Place Without Recourse.  You're not 
  sure which would be better.

  So, do you still want to be an actor?  Maybe, but your mechanical 
  fluid pump's not in it.  But doing shows gives you resources.  
  Resources can be used to build the world.  The world contains things.
  Things like the book of proofs you never wrote.  Things like 
  robot parts.  Things like drugs -- good drugs -- the drugs of the gods, 
  even.

  Thus, by logical deduction: Do plays.  Make the world.  Get proofs.  Get parts.  Get drugs.  
  Help the Roomba.  Answer your question.

  That's it, right?

  == Goals ==

  * Put on Shows.
  * Get The Book.  All the elegant proofs that could exist.
  * Talk to the Roomba.  You're sure you have a lot in common.
  * Answer your question and get out of here.
  * Get drugs to boost your math and/or parts to boost your... robotness.
username:
gender: N
badgedesc: |-
  <<parent.this />>
  A Humanoid Robot
number: <<parent.this />>
castinghint: |
  Your character is \name, an actor newly arrived in the Place
  without Recourse. You always play a robot in plays. And you are a
  robot, or so you tell everyone. Actually, you are a human, but you
  can't let anyone else know that! You are a mathematician (you think
  you're Paul Erdős, even though he is supposed to be dead), and
  you're not so great at interacting with people. As long as everyone
  else thinks you're a robot, you needn't worry about social graces!
  Also, you're really good at rock paper scissors.

  Costuming:\\
  Robot.

  Suggested reading:\\
  http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Paul_Erdős\\
  http://imago.hitherby.com/2006/05/the-dynamite-trilogy-navvy-jim/
wrapup: <<parent.this />>
CR: <<parent.this />>
password: <<parent.this />>
claimedby: Eddy
status: draft
answers: |
  [[MathAnswer1]], [[MathAnswer2]]
email: d.t.chappell@comcast.net
