Editing Promethean: The Created (section)

===Extempores, the Matchless===
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::'''Humour''': Varies
::'''Element''': Varies
Byproducts of freak accidents in which enough Pyros manifested near a corpse to bring it to life as a Promethean; sometimes even the corpse isn't needed. All other Lineages describe them with variants of "What the fuck are you?", making them the Special Snowflake Lineage. They come from many different backgrounds without any rhyme or reason to them. Most of them however are created through fate or sheer luck, others seem to be the embodiment of some location as if they were [[elemental]]s, others still seem to resonate with some kind of disaster. As a result, many Extempores have Humours and Elements that don't match, or may have more than one of each. It's not known for sure if they're even capable of reaching the New Dawn, due to the often inexplicable means in which they were formed and their disconnection from the Azothic memory that gives Prometheans an instinctive knowledge of the Pilgrimage. Extempore Torment, Disquiet, and Wastelands can take as many forms as the Matchless themselves.

They were introduced in 1e, in the Magnum Opus sourcebook, but got updated to the corebook of 2e. Their creation rules in 1e were fairly handwaved, but they received much more detail in 2e.

====Hollows, the Skeletons====
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::Extempore Sub-Lineage
::'''Progenitor''': The American Dust Bowl (1933-1939)
::'''Humour''': Sanguine + Melancholer
::'''Element''': Air + Earth
When America's poor farming practices combined with the droughts of 1933 into a disaster that saw topsoil blow away in huge dust storms, sparking a famine that devastated the nation, a new lineage of Prometheans arose from the wastelands that consumed the Midwest. The Hollows are desiccated Prometheans torn between their affinity with the dead earth and the killing air, formed from the corpses of those who died of physical or metaphorical deprivation. They are driven by their hunger, making them prone to both Sanguine and Melancholic Torments at random, and in fact they're so desperate to have ''something'' that it actually becomes a power for them: their "Hunger" bestowment lets them try to convert damage from an attack into Pyros or Willpower, though it does not prevent the damage so much as delay it for a time. 

After the Dust Bowl ended, their creation rite stopped working and the Lineage is all but extinct, with the last remaining Hollows doomed to perish by 2039 as their Pyros fades; the survivors have since left the United States for lands as desolate and barren as the old Dust Bowl in the hopes that they might be able to complete their Pilgrimages there before time runs out for them.

====Faceless, the Tortured Ones====
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::Extempore Sub-Lineage
::'''Progenitor''': World War I (1914-1918)
::'''Humour''': Chlorine
::'''Element''': Poison Gas
On a nameless battlefield in France during World War I, lightning struck a pile of corpses in the mud, men who had once been soldiers but succumbed to chlorine gas. When word of the vaguely human figures rising from the ground spread to the commanders of the Allies and the Central Powers, they were dismissed as fear-induced hallucinations, but alchemists working for both sides saw potential in these Extempores and wished to use them as soldiers, going so far as to deliberately slow the distribution of gas masks in the hopes of producing more potential Faceless. They were so successful that for a time they were the most common Lineage in the world. 

These Prometheans resemble hulking, mud-caked figures whose faces consist only of two eye-holes that they have to bore out themselves and a barely-mobile mouth slit, which they typically cover with gas masks; contained within their dirt-encrusted bodies is a tangled mass of limbs belonging to their constituent corpses, all immersed in an endless flow of toxic chemicals that leaves them in constant pain. Their calm and stoic demeanor belies the agony they suffer from their humour, which drives them to pursue the Pilgrimage with incredible determination and can spur on great feats of self-sacrifice (which is likely why they ceased to exist after the end of the war). After all, death is certainly the fastest way to stop the pain. It is rare for them to join throngs; they prefer to observe humans from afar and learn from their suffering, in the hopes that it might give them insight into their own agony.

The Faceless's Disquiet reminds people of the things they'd rather forget- perhaps their "face" brings forth memories of a long-dead loved one, or something about them reminds the viewer of a an act they regret. Either way, they come to see the Faceless as being responsible for those painful memories and are convinced that the best way to repress them is to kill the Faceless. Their Wasteland evokes the most hellish aspects of World War I trench warfare, with the sound of unseen artillery shells filling the air and visitors feeling as if their lungs are burning from some noxious chemical.