“Some rides got soul. This one’s got a damn appetite.”

The Sin-Eater on Wheels   Type: Veil-Touched Vehicle
Origin: Bishop Street, South Side Chicago, 1934 – modified repeatedly by Jennyboy and unknown Veil forces
Material: Steel, rust, primer, oil, and something that stains worse than grease
  Description: Jenny is a black ’34 Ford Roadster stitched together with scrap panels, scorched paint, and matte-black primer. Her mismatched bodywork gleams only when wet with rain or blood. One headlight flickers red when idling. Her seats are torn but molded perfectly to Jason’s frame. The dash is etched with tiny carvings Jennyboy doesn’t remember making.   Effect: When a quart of fresh human blood is added to the oil while the engine idles at dusk or midnight, Jenny awakens. For 1d6 hours, she becomes a supernatural force on wheels:   Corners like liquid shadow   Accelerates faster than anything on the street   Can pass through Veil-born fog or minor wards unhindered   Bullets fired at her curve away, slow, or vanish midair   Emits a hum that scrambles radios and unsettles animals   She seems to know where to go—cutting through alleys that shouldn’t exist and roads no map lists.   Details:   Jenny only accepts blood that means something—rage, guilt, terror.   Mechanics find their repairs undone by morning. Paint doesn’t stick. Dents don’t stay hammered.   She is said to hum when near other cursed vehicles or Veil hotspots.   Jason believes she once whispered his real name—one he’s never told a soul.   Game Mechanics (Optional BitD Hack):   Spend 1 downtime action and a trauma-level cost to source blood; gain +1 scale and +1 effect to vehicle-related actions for 1 session.   While active, Jenny can ignore all mundane road obstacles and evade pursuit with potency.   After use, the vehicle takes 1 quality level of visual decay (cosmetic only). Once at max, it becomes visually unrepairable, attracting attention.   Drawback: Jenny feeds on Jason’s identity. Each use risks deeper entanglement—more dreams, more whispers, more need. If used more than three sessions in a row, Jason suffers hallucinations, directional confusion, or a growing inability to separate his will from Jenny’s.   Rumors:  

Jenny once outran a CPD Veil Interceptor that vanished trying to follow her.

 

The original owner was burned alive inside her, and she still smells faintly of charred leather and meat.

 

Jenny only speaks to “the broken,” and Jason’s not the first.

 

She won’t cross holy ground. One time, she stalled hard outside St. Luke’s.

 

She was parked outside the Backstreet Tavern when a devil walked in and never came out.

 

The Whispering Mask once rode in her trunk. She hasn't idled the same since.