Low-Down in Loveland, Recruiting Phase Options

[Propaganda]

Sorry for not posting for a while...life has been getting in the way...clinical depression rocks like that.

Anyhoo, normal service will resume by the end of the week.

[noonesshowmonkey]

I'd be into a shot at gaming on the boards.

I haven't ever done a play by post. I have been around on the boards awhile, but never really dipped into the Welcome to the Shadows section.

I can do whatever needs done for characters... Probably a physad bare knuckle boxer for the moment.

[Digital Heroin]

Here it is a week after the week after I said things would be going along, and I've been swamped with work-related blockades and a sleep deficit that kicked my ass mid-week. I'm sailing, technically, but will be spending the time I have today pouring over concepts/apps and such.

For Avial: Since there seem to be few issues with a 6 Avail, that's what we'll adjust it to. It does put the damper on some things, but it doesn't make anything un-doable completely, and there will be in-game opportunities to snake better gear.

Answer to the restricted gear: No. In a low-level game restricted gear demarks a huge jump in what you can get, whereas in a regular avail game it just allows access to a few nice toys.

[Digital Heroin]

I'd be into a shot at gaming on the boards.

I haven't ever done a play by post. I have been around on the boards awhile, but never really dipped into the Welcome to the Shadows section.

I can do whatever needs done for characters... Probably a physad bare knuckle boxer for the moment.

Unfortunately the initial deadline has passed, however, as pointed out earlier in the thread, there will possibly be a good heavy turnover of gang personnel, and if things go smooth, I may open up the game to a few more active participants. I can put you on the reserves if you like, and while things go, we can talk character/concept so that when the time comes you'll be able to jump right in.

[Combat Mage]

"Feral" - Ork - Wolf Shaman

Description:

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Feral is a teenage orc of about 14 years. His nubian heritage is obvious in his pitch black skin and his black curly hair which he wears braided in corn rows.
Standing about about 1,90m tall, he is slim and not very muscular for an ork.
His eyes sparkle in a wolf-like golden color and he is surrounded by an aura of self-confidence and strength.
Clad in steel-toed combat boots, a ragged pair of jeans and a battered black leather jacket, Feral bears the signs of the street. Scars and old wounds are visible on the teenager, and it seems that conflict is nothing new for him, despite his young age.
Around his neck is a necklace he never takes off. It is a small silver coin engraved with tribal patterns which form the silhouette of a wolf. This necklace is his most prized possession and he doesn't let anyone touch it.
On his right hip a holster can be seen, containing a modified Ares Viper Slivergun made of black steel, with ivory grip casings engraved with running wolves. Feral sometimes jokingly calls it the "Wolfclaw". He uses it mainly for intimidation and to distract from fact that he's a spellslinger. In actual combat he mostly relies on his magic.

Personality:

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There are two very different sides of Feral. His basic instinct is to be kind and good natured, but the life on the streets changed him. Depending on his mood he can either be nice and friendly or hardened, cold and violent.
Deep inside he is a romantic and what he wants most in life is to find true genuine love. But he doesn't even admit that to himself. He needed to present on a tough-guy attitude to show others he can't be pushed around and over time that attitude deeply imprinted itself on him.
To his "pack", which includes everyone he sees as family or friend, he is fiercely loyal and will protect them no matter what.
If he is challenged or he or his pack are threatened, he becomes determined and violent. Once a fight starts he shows no mercy and will not retreat until the last of the enemies is down.

Background:

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Asim is an orkish child of refugees from Egypt, of nubian descent, who came to Seattle for a better life, but found only a miserable existance as squatters.
His pitch black skin and oriental features make him look exotic although he has never seen his parents homeland and is a pure Loveland streetkid.
His first few years were relatively sheltered. His parents, while disillusionized and broken, loved him and wanted him to grow up untouched from the violence of the gangs that dominated the streets. But one night, Asim was ten years old at the time, his parents, being out on the streets scavenging for food, were caught in a Lone Star raid on gang turf.
The Star, on a campaign to prove that they had the situation in Loveland under control, brought out the big guns and eradicated large parts of various gangs that night.
His father was immediatley shot down in the crossfire and his mother was heavily wounded. She managed to drag herself home, but died in Asims arms from her injuries. Her last words told him who was to blame for their death. The system in which his parents had put all their hope had rejected them, condemning them to a life on the streets in constant poverty, fear and pain. Now it had killed them, not making a difference between the real criminals and poor honest people who were just trying to survive.
Of course Asim didn’t realize these thoughts so clearly at the time, being a young boy of ten years. But the seeds were planted and Asim slowly began to despise “the rich people” outside of Loveland, for what he perceived as their arrogant and judgemental view of the “street scum”.
Following their deaths he had a tough time surviving because he was unusually scrawny for ork standards, barely bigger than a regular human. He ran with a band of other street kids, stealing, begging and doing everything they had to to survive. Asim lacked the talent for such activities and in the beginning he had problems fitting in.
But quickly he realized, what he lacked in physical skills he made up with a far greater talent.
Magic awakened in him, and in the beginning, he was scared. He didn’t understand his ne powers and couldn’t control them.
Until Wolf appeared in his dreams. Wolf wasn’t very kind. He wasn’t very patient either. But he was strong. And under his guidance Asim became strong too. His talents developed and so did his control over them. In fact, if an experienced mage had assensed the boy he would have been surprised by the strength of the young ork’s magic.
Under Wolfs guidance the slim ork became a strong-willed and fierce individual, ready to defend himself and his “pack” of street kids.
The other kids started to tread him with a high level of respect and even fear. They gave him him the name “Feral” now, because Asim had changed after learning of his power, both on the outside and on the inside. His eyes had turned yellow like those of a real wolf, and a dangerous fire burned in them. Though he was still scrawny for an ork, he now had an air of strength around him and moved with the determination of a predator.
When he used his talent his eyes started to glow in a golden light and his face briefly seemed to to turn into that of a snarling wolf.
But his powers also brought fear and envy upon the young ork. Word of a strong new wizkid spread quickly through the streets, and bigger sharks took notice. For a few years though the pack of street kids thrived. They gained members and expand their turf. They gave themselves a name, the “Black Tigers”, and started to feel like a real gang.
Unfortunatly a gang in the vicinity, the “Night Rippers” began to see the Black Tigers as potential thread and were determined to crush them while they were still small.
The Black Tigers fought desperately and Feral was in the front rows. He learned to fight, learned to hate, learned to kill on the blood-soaked streets of Loveland. Wolf relished the fight and Feral realized that fighting was his destination. The sense his life had always lacked. He was one of Wolf’s pack, a mystic warrior, using his powers to defend his friends and comrades.
They fought for weeks. It was closer than anyone would have thought in the beginning, but the Black Tigers, who consisted mainly of kids and teenagers, could ultimately not resist the Night Ripper’s strength. They were wiped out, the few survivors scattering and finding hiding places.
Feral was among the survivors. He was alone again. But it was different from the time after his parents died. He knew know. About himself and about Wolf. About what he could do and what he wanted to do.

Find a pack. Hunt again.

20 Questions:

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1. Where does your character come from, what is his lineage, who were his parents, and what did he inherit from them?

Feral’s parens come from Egypt, they were refugees looking for a better life in the UCAS. He inherited his nubian looks from them, the pitch-black skin, the black hair and the african features.

2. Assuming they can speak, what would each of your character's parents say about him?

His mother would be sad that he is now involved with the gangs, living the life of violence she always tried to shield him from.

His Father would be proud that his scrawny little boy has become a confident strong-willed character who doesn’t let himself get pushed around.

3. Pick a few events from the rescent Shadowrun history and ask where the character was at the time, what does he remember about the event, and what was he doing at the time?

Living in the gutters, Feral has no idea what is going own in the world and he really doesn’t care about it. Those events do not influence his life in the least most of the time.
He has heard about the upcoming transition from Lone Star to Knight Errant but he is indifferent about it in general. Cops are cops, they are all the same. He is wary though because he fears that Knight Errant will try to show quick results and crack down hard on the gangs.

4. How did your Character get into gang life and why did he take the path?

After his parents died he had no ther choice but to live on the streets. And the only way to survive on the streets is with the gangs. It’s the only life he knows.

5. What is your character living space like, and what has he added or changed to make it his own?

Can’t answer that without knowing more about the Loveland Dozen.

6. What does your character believe in, what are her convictions (if any), and why does he hold them?

Feral believes in loyalty to family, friends and comrades. Without your pack you’re nothing.
He also believes in strength. You must be strong to bend your life to your will. Without strength you will just be a pawn, whose life is ruled by outside forces.
He holds those believes because Wolf taught them to him.

7. What do you dislike most about your character's personality?

Feral can have a violent streak. Once a fight starts he seldom stops unless all enemies are down. His personality is strange mix, sometimes he is kind and good-natured, and other times he is violent and angry.

8. Which of the Big Ten does your character hold in the higest regard, and which does he dislike the most?

Feral doesn’t know much about the Big Ten and doesn’t care about them at all. They are all from another world and he dislikes them all on a general level.

9. What is the story with character and his contacts?

Since his old gang was wiped out, Feral doesn’t have any contacts outside the Loveland Dozen.

10. It's Sunday morning, and your character has no commitments until tomorrow afternoon. What does she do for the day?

With nothing serious pending, Feral will often concentrate on his magic and try to find new ways to use it and to understand more about it.
If he gets his hands on magical publications he’ll study a bit magic theory but since he lacks a formal education he often can’t make much of it.
Feral like to hang with friends and is always up for a game of pool.

11. How did your character learn her skills, and how did she develop them to those levels?

Feral learnt almost all his magic though the guidance by his mentor Wolf. He picked up a little by reading everyting about magic that he could get his hands on, even if he didn't understand a lot of it.

12.What is your character’s moral limit?

Feral has been hardened on the streets. He does not hesitate to kill if necessary to protect his pack or their turf. Though he mostly doesn’t start fights, he relishes them and once the fighting starts he’s going to finish it, hardly ever leaving a fight while there are still enemies standing.

13. What drew your character to their particular paradigm, how does it effect the way he views the world and his magic, how does it translate into the choice of mentor spirt, and how does it affecte the appereance of the spirits he conjures?

Feral did not choose his mentor. Wolf chose him because he saw something special inside the young ork. Wolf taught Feral that the world is filled with mystical beings and that some people have the inner strength to call them and ask them for help.
Due to his mentor, Feral prefers to call on beast spirits which often appear in the form of a large wolf. He sees the spirits as members of his mentors pack, come to help him.


14. How did your character come to have the enhancements he has, how were they paid for, and what motivated the choice he made?

Feral is all natural.

15. What does your characte think of ordinary life, mainstream culture, and those who abide by it?

He is mostly angry at the “normal” people, because they don’t realize what an easy life they have. They complain about their insignificant problems but they don’t know how it is to life on streets, without knowing where the next bit to eat is going to come from or where you’re going to sleep tonight.

16. If your character had a lingering nightmare, or a deep-rooted fear, what woudl it be, and why does he find it so terrifying?

Feral sometimes relives the slaughtering of his old pack, the Black Tigers, in his nightmares. His worst fear is to lose his new pack without being able to pretect them. He finds it terrifying because he already lost everyone he loved twice, first when his parents died and then when the Tigers got wiped out. He doesn’t want to feel that way again.

17. What is your character's 'sacred object' or 'close one', and how did they come to be so important to him?

Feral has a necklace, a small silver coin engraved with tribal patterns that form the silhouette of a wolf. This necklace is actually a magic focus. He got it from Kiina, a wizkid from his old gang, the Black Tigers. When she died in his arms, after a particularly gruesome battle with the Night Rippers, she gave it to him with her last breath.
The necklace is his most prized belonging, both for the memories it contains and the magical power it offers.

18. What did your character want to become when he was a child, and what are his goals?

As a little boy Feral wanted to be a farmer, because that was his fathers job in Egypt and he told his son a lot about the the beauty of nature and the joy of those who live in tune with it. Feral dreamt of having his own piece of land and living of his own hands' work. Of course he has never been outside the city so he doesn't really know anything about nature other than what his father told him.
The years on the streets however have steadily ground away that dream, and there is no more room for dreams now, just for survival.

19. What does your character look like, what inspired his choices?

Feral is a teenage orc of about 14 years. His nubian heritage is obvious in his pitch black skin and his black curly hair which he wears braided in corn rows.
Standing about about 6'1" tall, he is slim and not very muscular for an ork.
His eyes sparkle in a wolf-like golden color and he is surrounded by an aura of self-confidence and strength.

He choose to wear his hair in corn rows because that way it doesn’t get in his way when fighting. He doesn’t pick his clothes for style (who can afford to in Loveland?) but for practicality. He likes to project a rough-guy appearance to keep others from messing with him.
He wears steel-toed combat boots because they are sturdy enough to withstand the shards of glass, the jagged rocks and all the other stuff a street ganger has to walk through every day.
His heavy black armored leather jacket has saved his life more than once and he never leaves home without it.

20. How did your character come to be known by his street name?

He got the Name Feral due to his strong shamanic mask that shows when he casts a spell. His eys starts to glow in a bright golden light and his features seem to turn briefly into those of a ferocious wolf.

Sheet:

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Name: Feral / Asim

Metatype : Ork (20 BP)

Attributes (150 BP)
Body: 5 (10 BP)
Agility: 3 (20 BP)
Reaction: 3 (20 BP)
Strength: 3 ( 0 BP)
Charisma: 4 (30 BP)
Intuition: 3 (20 BP)
Logic: 2 (10 BP)
Willpower: 5 (40 BP)

Special Attributes (40 BP)
Edge: 1 ( 0 BP)
Magic: 5 (40 BP)
Initiative: 6
Essence: 6

Game Info:
Armor: 12/10
Physical Damage Track: 11 boxes
Stun Damage Track: 11 Boxes
Total Karma: 0
Karma Spent: 0

Positive Qualities (30 BP)
Magician (15 BP)
Mentor Spirit (Wolf) (5 BP)
Focused Concentration 1 (10 BP)

Negative Qualities (+35 BP)
Very obvious Shamanic Mask (+10 BP) [When he casts a spell or summons a spirit his golden eyes glow in a bright light and his face features seem to change into those of a wolf, which means even the most mundane can see he's doing something supernatural when they see him casting]
Prejudiced (Outspoken / Government Officials) (+10 BP) [The government didn't accept his parents when they came to the UCAS and therefore forced them to live as SINless squatters. Then they were killed in a Lone Star raid, and since Lone Star is working for the government, in Ferals mind they were killed by the government. Due to these factors Feral is prejudiced against all who officially work for the government, believing them all to be arrogant selfish people who don't care about the poor.]
Severe Allergy (Gold) (+15 BP)

Active Skills (62 BP)
Spellcasting : 5 (20 BP)
Counterspelling : 1 (4 BP)
Assensing : 1 (4 BP)
Summoning : 1 (4 BP)
Binding : 1 (4 BP)
Dodge: 1 (4 BP)
Pistol (Semi-Automatics): 2 (+2) (10 BP)
Perception : 1 (4 BP)
Infiltration: 1 (4 BP)
Intimidation : 1 (4 BP)

Knowledge Skills (15 free points)
Seattle Street Gangs 3
Seattle Crime Syndicates 2
Country Rock / Southern Rock 1
Magic Theory 3
Paranormal Creatures 1

English M
(Egyptian) Arabic 3
Or'Zet 2

Spells (24 BP)
Levitate
Improved Invisibility
Influence
Increase Reflexes
Stunbolt
Stunball
Manabolt
Powerball

Gear (8 BP = 40.000 Nuyen)

Weapons: 1730
Ares Viper Slivergun (500)
Accessories: Laser Sight (Top Mount) (100), Concealed Holster (75)
Mods: Personalized Grip (100), Underbarrel Weight (75), Powered Folding Stock (100), Custom Look 1 (100), Skinlink (50)
Ammunition: 2 clips flechette (610)

Knife (20)

Vehicle: 3000
Dodge Scooter (3000)

Armor: 4650
Form Fitting Body Armor (Shirt) (500) + Nonconductivity 6 (1200) + Fire Resistance 6 (600) + Insulation 6 (900)
Armor Jacket (900)
PPP Systems: Leg and Arm Casings (350) (usually only Leg Casings worn), Forearm Guards (200), Shin Guards (150), Vitals Protector (200)

SIN + Licenses: 2400
Fake SIN Rating 2 (2000) “Alexander Derring”
Fake License (Power Focus) Rating 2 (200)
Fake License (Ares Viper Slivergun) Rating 2 (200)

Glasses/Earbuds: 910
Glasses Rating 3 with Image Link, Vision Enhancement 3, Vision Magnification, Skinlink (550)
Earbuds Rating 1 with Audio Enhancement 3, Skinlink (360)

Magical Equipment: 26500
Magical Lodge Rating 3 (1500)
Power Focus Rating 1 (25000)

Commlink: 600
CMT Clip (300) + Vector Xim (200) + Skinlink (50) + Subvocal Microphone (50)

Misc Equipment: 200
Gas Mask (200)

= 39990 Nuyen total

Focus Binding (1 BP)
Binding the Force 1 Power Focus (1 BP)

[Red-ROM]

well, there goes;
Cybergland (3 dose capacity)
the Narcojet for my dart pistol
my "Ace of hearts" bomber jacket
my FFBA half suit
all my chemical protection
vision enhancement 3

*que Dying Pac-Man sound*

I've got 7,650 to re-spend, Any suggestions on a replacement for Narcojet? whats the speed on Slab?

Micky "Cocktails"

Social Infiltrator

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Human 5'10" white, brown eyes, short brown hair, average build. 36 years old.
background:

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Bruce Arnold was a pretty normal guy. grew up in a poor neighborhood with two wageslave parents. Did okay in school. The girls and the drugs were too distracting to really focus. After highschool, he became a bartender, bouncing from club to club downtown. He landed a gig working this big rock fest sponsored by some new energy drink called Quake. pretty cool seen, until an electrical fire too close to the pyrotechnics launched a giant densiplast sports bottle into the air. The news feeds caught everything, and played it back in slow motion. a little boy with a balloon staring at a giant, overpriced, soda coming down on him with a trail of fire. and out of the background comes a man. Scooping him up and diving for cover. Bruce was lucky that the scaffolding overhead bought them some time. He still lost his right arm, and his lungs were quickly filling with blood. Quake Soda was made and distributed by the Dawn food group, a Horizon subsidiary, and to avoid any bad press, they played up the heroics of the rescue. They made a big show of saving Bruce's life, and giving him a new arm and a new lung. All expenses were paid, they even got him a trid show were he toured the night life of different cities. Life was pretty good for Bruce for a while, but when the Crash came, he lost his SIN and Dawn food group(who was loosing their shirt against Aztechnology's products) took this opportunity to cut ties with him. The show was canceled and he was out on his ear. He went back to bar-tending, but he couldn't get a real job, so he had to work under the table, and the lifestyle he was used to disappeared. He eventually started getting strange job offers from some of his regulars for very illegal work, and he's been slowly doing more and more of these other jobs, and less and less bar-tending. In fact most of his work comes from a troll named Dana that runs several bars around town, and the only "legit" work he does now is take some shifts at her establishments from time to time.

Game Info:

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Armor: 7/4
physical damage(max 10): [][][][][][][][][][]
stun damage(max 9): [][][][][][][][][]
Essence:4.55
edge spent(4 total):0
total Karma:0
spent Karma:0

Qualities(+10bp):

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Pacifist (5)
mild addiction, Alchohol(5)

attributes(150bp):

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body 3
agility 4 (Rt arm 6)
reaction 3
strength 2
charisma 4
logic 2
intuition 3
willpower 2

edge 4 (20bp)

Active skills(112bp)

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Negotiations 1
ettiquette 2
con(seduction) 4(+2)
Disguise 1
Palming(sleight of hand) 4(+2)
infiltrate 3
shadowing 2
Dart pistols 3
unarmed combat 2
perception 2
dodge 3

knowledge skills(15 free):

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English N
French 2
gang ID 3
Bartending 3
current events 3
sports 2
music 2

Contacts(16bp):

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Jonas "pure" Pinelly, Mafia picciotti(made man/drug chemist) 2/4
Nightsong, Pirate trid news 3/3
Dana, club owner(Ion Eyes, downtown) 2/2

Ware( (IMG:style_emoticons/default/nuyen.gif) 40,150 / 9bp):

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[1]custom synthetic cyber arm(body 3/strength 3/agility 6) ( 24,500)
-Armor 1 (300)
-Smuggling compartment(1,500)
[.25]Internal air tank( 650)
[.2]Voice modulator( 7,500)
-secondary pattern(R1) ( 5,000)

Gear(18,610/3bp):

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Leather jacket2/2(200)
-non conductivity 3 (600)
-shock frills ( 200)
FFBA Shirt 3/0(500)
-fire resistance 6 (600)
PPP-system vitals protector 1/1( 200)

Parashield dart pistol ( 600)
-internal smartlink( 600)
20 darts/ 1 spare clip ( 155)
20 doses Narcojet (1000)
hidden gun arm slide(350)

2 Grenades, tear gas(80)

Novatech airware commlink(1,250)
-fake SIN (R2) (2,000)
-System 3 (600)
-firewall 6 (3,000)
-FTL matrixware Netwizard(480)
Glasses R4 (100)
-image link(25)
-smartlink(500)

Subvocal Microphone(50)

2 Stim patches(r4) ( 200)
4 Tranq patches(r4) ( 360)
3 doses cram(patch) ( 30)
4 doses Novacoke(laced cigarettes) ( 40)
4 doses Asia(2 liquid/2patch) ( 60)
3 doses eX(liquid) ( 30)
1 dose Slab(patch) ( 150)
1 treatment Oxy Flourocarbons (2,000)
1 personafix BTL(submissive)(110)
1 personafix BTL(Snitch)(110)

Flask(engraved"to a real Hero")

extra money(3,130)

[Digital Heroin]

The thing to keep in mind is that, save for the bigger boys, who you won't be encountering unless you get really brave real quick, everyone you encounter is going to be built under similar restrictions for avail. There will be chances to score better gear as well.

[Panzergeist]

So am I in? I posted before you made the cutoff, but I haven't heard anything from you.

[Digital Heroin]

The cutoff for new interest is over, the final cut, however, is not. Those of you who have given brief concepts, but no rough sheet, should post one asap.

[Saint Sithney]

@saint sithney, I like your number crunching, you wanna look over my character?

I don't really want to get too into a meta-game optimization thing, but...

Something to remember for your character is that he's a gang member. Because of that, certain augmentations aren't really out of line. Maybe after he got jumped in, he decided he needed a little juice, so he got the local doc to fit him with a set of synth muscles. Muscle Replacement is very common among gangers, and +1 str +1 agl for 5,000¥ is boss. It would also give you more wiggle room in your stats.

Also, bp specializations are a bit pricey for a low-end game. Unless you've got a dire need for those dice, or your first few karma are spoken for, it's almost always better to just spend the 2 karma after the game starts.

Also, like I said to Aria, you can use a melee skill for close-range defense, (for example your Unarmed Combat skill can sub for Dodge in the form of Blocking,) and then take Gymnastics for the Gymnastics Dodge at ranged. That sort of cross-appropriation of skills helps you keep versatile. Also, 10,000¥ for even lvl 1 Synthcardium helps with Gymnastics Dodge as well as all other athletics tests. Hell, Synthcardium is probably the most critical ware a guy can get imo. 2BP and 0.1 Essence for +1 to an entire skill group. Hard to argue with that.

[Red-ROM]

@ Saint Sithney:thanks for the input man. I know that specializations are a waste at char-gen, but with the skills capped at 4, I kinda wanted the boost. gymnastics is a great idea, but I don't see this guy doing cartwheels and flips. I'd only be using it for dodge, and it wouldn't work if I was in a car or a hallway. I'm gonna look into the cyber. It's totally in line with the character, and maybe I could free up some points from attributes... the whole concept is circling the drain right now at availability 6. His primary weapons are all gone, and the whole focus of this guy was to use drugs as weapons/tools. I got some thinkin to do.

[Combat Mage]

I think drugs will be relatively easy to come by in the game seeing that we are playing gangers and drugs are big on the streets. So I wouldn't worry too much about it.

[Saint Sithney]

the whole concept is circling the drain right now at availability 6. His primary weapons are all gone, and the whole focus of this guy was to use drugs as weapons/tools. I got some thinkin to do.

The Slab thing isn't out of line and it's really effective (and expensive,) even if it requires you to wait a CT for the drugs to kick in. It's confusing that a drug which causes a state of simulated death is easier to get your hands on than a tranquilizer... Maybe DH can save your concept through fiat..

Also, on the cyber front, don't forget that 3BP worth of ¥ can get you Tailored Pheromones 1. That's some ware which fits your guy very well.

[Digital Heroin]

Those that make the first cut will have some nudge room coming their way. Yesterday was a fuck, work-wise... but I'm back on things.

[Saint Sithney]

Good to hear things are calming down for you DH.

In celebration I drawed a picture.

Cozi - Wearing a full-face mask and ready for some fun times.

[Chance359]

I'm taking my name out of the running for a place in the thread.

[Digital Heroin]

Ok, what follows is the list of people that I want to hear more from/work with on the final development of the game. This is the first cut, and anyone not in the list who wants can be put onto the reserve list. There will be turnover, no doubt, so if you are not on the list, PM me and I'll put you in reserves.

It took a bit of wracking my brain to think how to put this at manageable levels, and finally I decided to just go with the name the gang had by default, and keep a dozen. The three names not listed are the three guys I know RL. Questions, comments, concerns, and death threats can be PMed to me directly.

Here goes the list, in order of no specific order:

Red-ROM: Micky, the social infiltrator;
Chance359: Ortega, Aztech Bloodsports Orc muscle;
Combat Mage: Feral, the kid mage;
Aria: Scratch, the Invisible Path Adept;
kanislatrans: Matto, Mowhawked Orc Muscle;
St. Sithney: Còsimo, Muscle w. Social Graces;
Propaganda: ???, Army brat courier;
Branmac: Bear, Counterspelling Adept; and
Blackhat: Grim, Gangland medic.

As it might be evident, there are a lot of mixed backgrounds involved, some former gangers, some fairly priviledged (by Loveland standards). That all ties in with the gang's history, and the former leader's philosophy, which will be detailed more soonish on another thread. The gang is a turf gang, though one that is primarily comprised of misfits and outcasts, a place where people from all over can come together to live in the cracks left by the other gangs/syndicates, and to survive. For now, I would like to see from the above the current sheet you've got going, along with a bio that would have you a part of the Dozen for at least six months.

As I get them, I will be PMing questions, and will be opening dialogue with each of you on wiggle room for the avail cap, and other concerns you might have to realize your characters as you see them, but in a way which fits the grit I'm looking for.

[Digital Heroin]

And just as I post, I spy someone out of the running.... I'll need to meditate on a replacement, but for now I need to get to work.

[Fenris]

I'd love to toss myself in for a spot, I've always loved your games and it looks like you've got an opening. If you've got someone in mind already, I'd love to grab a reserve spot.

[Combat Mage]

@Digital Heroin:
Glad to be in the game (IMG:style_emoticons/default/smile.gif)

I sent you my up-to-date character information in a PM.

EDIT: Sent you a second PM, titled 'Version 2'. Please disregard the first PM.

[Aria]

For now, I would like to see from the above the current sheet you've got going, along with a bio that would have you a part of the Dozen for at least six months.

Miranda Wild - Scratch

Sheet -

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Basics
Metatype Human (BP0)
Sex Female
DOB 2055

Attributes (BP200)
Body 2
Agility 4
Reaction 3
Strength 2
Charisma 3
Intuition 4
Logic 3
Willpower 2
Edge 3
Magic/Res 5
Initiative 7
Essence 6

Skills (BP112)
Athletics Group 2
Blades 3 Knives (2)
Computer 2 Commlink (2)
Pistols 1
Con 2
Etiquette 1
Stealth Group 3
Throwing weapons 2 Knives (2)
Perception 3

Knowledge
Orzet 1
Spanish 1
Cityspeak 2
Seattle gangs 2
Police practices 2
Local mob activities 1
Matrix game sites 4
Matrix rumours 3
SCIRE layout 2
Orc underground 3

Qualities (BP-25)
Adept 5
Mild matrix adiction -5
Mild Flashbacks -5
Mild phobia (obvious ware/drones) -5
SINer -5
Dependants -5
Childhood -5

Adept Powers
Enhanced Perception 2
Flexibility 1
Freefall 1
Great Leap 2
Improved Ability - Infiltration 2
Improved Ability - Gymnastics 2
Improved Attribute Body 1
Improved Sense Lowlight & Direction Sense
Missile Mastery
Power Throw 2

Resources 10,000 ¥

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3 ceramic throwing knives, 2 ordinary
Short Cougar fineblade
Ares lightfire with quickdraw underarm holster & 32 rnds regular ammo, 2 tracker rnds
2 flash-bang grenades, 1 smoke

3 sets ordinary clothing
1 Ares Industrious Line Jumpsuit (4/2)

Renraku Sensei Commlink with Ichi OS, AR gloves, Trodes, Sim module, Sat uplink, response enhancer 1, armour 2 & biometric lock, Browse 3, Command 3, 2 VR game subscriptions
1 disposable commlink

1 rt 1 Fake SIN
Glasses with Image Link, flare comp, vision enhancement 1
Earbuds
Electronics tool kit & rt 2 sequencer

171¥ left...

Contacts Loyalty Connection
Old Man (Snake Shaman) 4 3
Col (Fixer and small time hood) 1 3

Character Sketch - Here

Her story -

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Hi, my name is Miranda, although I’ve not been called that in a very long time. I go by Scratch now, something that was landed on me but it kinda suits, but more on that in a minute.
I’m about average height I guess, and people have told me I’m pretty. Down here that’s perhaps more or a curse than a blessing but so far nobody who has tried to jump me has left with any sort of dignity attached. As you can see I’ve got long dark hair and green eyes, those I get from my Dad...I can barely remember him now. I wasn’t always this thin, but I’ve been sick and life here isn’t exactly easy. But I’m not complaining really, life in the Dozen could be worse and I’ve got Summer to look after, and she looks after me. The boys are alright and they know when to keep their distance.

I suppose the obvious place that my story starts is when I was five in the SCIRE. I was probably a model corp brat, I know my parents were proud of me, but that all went to shit when the arcology went mad. I don’t really want to talk about that time, let’s just say it has left its scars and things I will never forget. I grew up fast, too fast but I like to think I’m not as messed up as I might have been had I not been taken in by the Resistance.

I was eight when the army finally got off its collective arse and stormed the arcology. Renraku certainly hadn’t done anything so I suppose we were happy that anyone was taking notice of our plight. One of the resistance helped a few of us kids to slip past the fighting and make our way in to the Underground where I met Ma and she took a couple of us in. It wasn’t completely altruistic on her part, we worked for our keep but I got along well with her and her son Col and I don’t doubt that I was very lucky not to have ended up as meat on the street.

Things soured a bit when I was twelve though as Col began to take an unhealthy interest in me and I wasn’t even remotely ready for that sort of thing. I took off in to the Sprawl and spent my time living hand to mouth and most of that riding around on the plex busses and liberating the unsuspecting from their hard earned cash.

It was pretty bloody bleak for a while and there were moments when I despaired of ever getting off the streets and then my luck shone again, or someone up there smiled on me, and the Old Man found me. Gods knows who he is, I certainly don’t, and normally if I’d been approached by some old Rasta I would have stuck a shiv in him but He is different.

As far as I can tell he Talks to Snake but he’s not exactly open about himself. I know that he’s helped other kids in the past and it was him who found Summer and brought her to me. He appears when and where he wants and buggers off again as readily, but never without offering some sage advice and a clip round the ear if I’m not learning fast enough.

It was him who taught me about my Gift and made me realise its potential. I’m not sure he approves of some of the uses I’ve put it to but I’m a survivor and I’ll do what it takes to protect myself and Summer. I guess my skills come from a mix of his teaching and my slightly disjointed but well intended upbringing in the Underground from Ma and her friends.

Talking of Summer, I’ve not really told you anything about her yet have I? I guess she’s the main reason I’m here now as she’s given me something more to live for than just myself. The Old Man probably knew that’s what I needed to keep from going off the deep end. She’s an odd kid, often talking to herself and not always completely focussed on the world, but for all that she’s a demon on the VR games and can find just about any bit of obscure info on the ‘trix. I resented the babysitting task at first but she won me round with her odd charm and her need for me to look after her.

I hooked up with the Dozen just over six months ago now, before everything went to drek there too…if I was superstitious I might think that the good luck in my life has been balanced by the disasters that seem to follow me around, now I’m beginning to sound like the Old Man with his talk of balance and consequences...anyway, the gang offered a chance for somewhere safe for me and Summer to stay, once I’d made it clear that I wasn’t going to sleep with any of them. Things got off to a rocky start when the Boss tried it on and I cut him up a bit. Rather than get revenge on the puny girl he just laughed it off and said I should be called Scratch ‘cause of my claws and it’s just stuck…

Summer and I have a corner doss which provides us with power and even occasionally has hot running water. We try and keep it tidy with enough stuff packed so that we can move on in a hurry if need be…it’s happened before. We’ve not got many nuyen to splash around but it’s fairly comfortable.

We’re doing ok for the moment and I try not to dwell too much on what the future holds, taking each day at a time leaves less room for disappointments. Recently though I’ve been yearning for something else other than reaching the next level on whatever VR game I’m playing and living hand to mouth. I don’t know what it is yet but it bears more consideration.

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This post has been edited by Aria: Jun 21 2010, 06:10 PM

[BlackHat]

Insane couple of days at work, but things should be calm until the weekend, so I will get my info up tomorrow.

[BlackHat]

Jacob "Grim" Graham

Reworked with availability <= 6. Major changes include the removal of most augmentations, changing the delivery van into an RV (which Grim treats like a combination apartment/ambulance/clinic), and replacing the autodoc with a few more orderlies. Pretty flexible on anything that's here, so let me know if you see anything you'd like fiddled with.

Bio

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Jacob Graham grew up in the Loveland area. His SINless parents owned a small bar, there, and were well liked and respected by the locals, and often did what they could to help out the regulars. When Jacob was young, however, his parents were both killed when two rival gangs broke the unspoken peace that the Graham's bar had come to represent. Jacob was present, but was a young boy, and was unable to do anything to save his parents after the violence ended and both gangs fled the scene.

With no where else to go, and no SIN to put him in the system, Jacob bounced around among some friends of the family - crashing where he could, but never putting down roots. Those who knew him before his parent's death remembered him as a happy outspoken child - but those who knew him now saw a withdrawn humorless boy. His friends gave him the nickname "Grim" (a play on his last name), which fit and has stuck with him, even today.

Like most youths of the area, Grim was pulled into the gang culture. He wasn't physically impressive enough to stand out or rise to the top, nor was he good at networking and climbing the social ladder - but he was clever, and that got him some attention. After some of his buddies got shot up, over something stupid they had done, Grim had the opportunity to try his hand at removing the bullets from those who had come back alive - and found he was surprisingly good at it. The medkit had done most of the work, and the scar left over would have made a proper street-doc wince, but he had saved a couple of lives that day, and Grim felt better than he had in years.

Since then, he has devoted himself to teaching himself what he can about first-aid and medicine. A lot of people who know him suspect that his drive to excel at this comes from being unable to do anything to save his parents when gang violence had ended their lives. He has pie-in-the-sky dreams about someday making it out of Loveland and getting a proper education and becoming a proper doctor, but he is smart enough to realize that will probably never happen. He doesn't have the education, training, or equipment expected of most unlicensed street-docs - all he has is a couple of years of experience patching up people who usually die anyway, and a few hundred hours of sim training pirated off of the matrix. Despite that, his reputation has grown around the Loveland area - not as a lifesaving miracle-worker, but as a ganger who has, somehow, saved more lives than he has taken. Of course, to a lot of people, that sort of reputation would make one look weak - so Grim has had it far from easy.

These days, Grim rolls with the Loveland Dozen, having come to recognize the necessity of having a gang at your back - and having found himself in need a new friends a year or so ago (despite his best efforts). He has gotten his hands on a beaten up RV, that can navigate the major roads of the Loveland area (despite their disrepair), and which has been painted (poorly) white, with a blood-red cross on either side. The iconic vehicle is recognized by a lot of the locals, and harassed less-often than usual. Grim has filled the thing with medical supplies - either stolen, or purchased from a few medical contacts Grim has made.

Sheet

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(300 / 300)

Metatype (0)

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- Human (0)

Attributes (130BP)

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- Str 2 (10)
- Agi 2 (10)
- Bod 2 (10)
- Rea 2 (10)

- Cha 3 (20)
- Int 3 (20)
- Log 4/5 (30)
- Wil 3 (20)

Special Attributes (40)

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- Edge 6 (40)
- Essence 5.8
- Init 5 1 IP
- - Matrix Initiative
- Magic 0

Positive Qualities (10)

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- Local Fame (5)
- Privileged Family Name (5)

Negative Qualities (0)

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- Contacts (10)

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- - "El Carnicero" (Connection 3, Loyalty 2) - Dealer in "second-hand" and black-market augmentations.
- - Tommy ("The Leech") Magerko (Connection 2, Loyalty 3) - Loveland Area Street Doc. Ex-Doc-Wagon Medic. Spent a few years in jail

Skills (80)

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- First Aid 5 (20)
- Medicine 1 (Magical Health 3 - Augmentation pg123) (6)
- Cybertechnology 1 (4)
- Instruction 1 (Biotech 3) (6)
- Artistry 1 (Biosculting 3) (6)

- Close Combat Group 1 (10)
- Etiquette 1 (Street 3) (6)
- Intimidation 1 (4)
- Firearms 1 (10)
- Dodge 1 (4)
- Perception 1 (4)

Knowledge: (21/21 free)

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- Academic
- - Biology 5 (5)
- - Psychology 1 (1)
- - Chemistry 1 (Organic Chemistry 3) (2)
- - Mathematics 1 (1)
- - Magic Theory 1 (1)
- Street
- - Gang Identification 3 (3)
- - Gang Turf 3 (3)
- - Street Drugs 3 (3)
- - Local Street Docs 3 (3)
- Professional
- - Doc-Wagon Procedures 1 (1)
- - Pharmaceutical Drugs 2 (2)
- Language
- - English (N)
- - Spanish 1 (Street Lingo 3) (2)

Gear (30 BP= 141,060/150,000)

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- Extra Cash +12 (1,200)

- Augmentations
- - Bioware, Cultured [10,000 total]
- - - Cerebral Booster 1 (10,000) [0.2E]

- Ares Viper Slivergun (500) [1110 total]
- - 8P(f) +2 SA/BF - 30©
- - 2 Clips (305x4 = 610)

- Armor [4/4] [950 total]
- - Armor Clothing [4/0] (500)
- - Forarm Guards [0/+1] (200)
- - Helmet [0/+2] (100)
- - Shin Guards [0/+1] (150)

- Commlink, Disposable (300) [700 total]
- - Response 1, Signal 3
- - System 2, Firewall 1
- - - SimModule, Hot-Sim Modified (250)
- - Trode Band (50)
- - Black ISP Premium Services (100)

- Medkit, Rating 6 x10 (6000) [6,500 total]
- - Supplies x10 (500)

- Ford-Canada Buffalo (55,000) [83,500 total]
- - Handling -2
- - Accel 10/20
- - Speed 80
- - Pilot 2
- - Body 16
- - Armor 10
- - Sensor 2
- - Modifications
- - - [-] Amenities (Middle)
- - - [-] Off-Road Suspension
- - - [1] Additional Fuel Tank (Battery) (1,000)
- - - [2] Anti-Theft (4,000)
- - - [8] Drone Rack, Small x4 (4,000)
- - - [1] Improved Economy (8,000)
- - - [1] Pimped Ride, Level 1 (1,000)
- - - [1] Satellite Communication (500)
- - - [1] SunCell (10,000)

- Evo Orderly (2,000) x4 [26,000 total]
- - Handling 0
- - Accel 5/20
- - Speed 40
- - Pilot 3
- - Body 3
- - Armor 3
- - Sensor 2 [Capacity 6]
- - - Camera (forward facing)
- - - Cameras x2 (one on each mechanical arm)
- - - Cyberware Scanner
- - - Microphone
- - - Motion Sensor
- - Programs
- - - First-Aid Autosoft 3 (1500)
- - - Medicine Autosoft 3 (1500)
- - - Cybertechnology Autosoft 3 (1500)
- - Modifications
- - [-] 2 Full Mechanical Arms
- - [-] Special Machinery (Medkit 6)
- - [-] Walker Mode

[kanislatrans]

will have mine up before midnite tonite.

[Saint Sithney]

The full picture:

bio:

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Còsimo de'Ferrara was originally born Còsimo Blacktalon to Leanna Blacktalon, a human-looking Ork resident of Sidhe country. His father had only come into the country just long enough to impregnate his mother and split, leaving behind only his first name. His mother never spoke of the man, and attempted to raise him and his 3 siblings alone. However, Còsimo was quite the difficult child, at odds with everything in that rural life, and, by the age of 10 (about 15 for an Ork) he ran away to Seattle to possibly seek out his father and a life in the city.

He arrived first in the southern reaches of Puyallup, an unfamiliar place called Loveland. While there, he hooked up with various youth gangs and learned to forage, steal and rob to get by. He was a fairly slick thief, and good enough with a bat to distinguish himself. In fact, he got a reputation as being completely fearless in a fight, throwing himself bodily at larger and more numerous opponents. The strange sort of respect some rivals afforded him for this unwavering tenacity probably saved him from what could have otherwise been several fatal beatings. In fact, some rivals even became friends with "Crazy Cozi" and his hoodrat crew on account of the fire he showed.

Meanwhile, Còsimo would still scuttle off for days at a time, trying to track down any record of his father. This behavior payed off during his 15th year when he managed to contact someone who not only knew his father, but wanted Còsi to come in and speak with him. It turns out that his father had been a Made Man in the Ferarra family, which had hands in running the less above-board dealings of United Steelworkers Union since its inception. However, there would be no awkward father/gutter-rat reunion, as Còsimo's father was two years dead. His father, his uncles, aunts, cousins, all his family on that side was casualty of a vicious campaign of assassination. Còsimo turned out to be the inheritor of much estate and a name which still held weight within the organization.

The men who contacted him, "Mr. Deluca" and "Sal", took him to Downtown Seattle in an attempt to use his name and the moneys which he claimed in order to work their way up the ladder of power. Unfortunately for them, the difficult young child grew up to be a difficult young man. Còsimo, knowing full well what fate befell the Ferrara before him trained incessantly and spent large gashes of money on protective and offensive cyberware. Furthermore while he lacked the mental faculties to really advance through his own machinations, his stubborn nature prevented him from acting as a pliant tool for those who would use him. Despairing that they had wasted their time on Còsimo, the men who originally attempted to bring him into The Life tried to take him out of it.

In the end, whatever family resemblance or DNA authentication he had wasn't enough to make up for the fact that Còsimo was a street-rat kid, who, as far as they could tell, was psychopathic. He ran his tutorsofts with Vasari, (his personal Agent and makeshift companion,) and learned his lessons alright, but there was a terribleness inside of him that they knew they could never control. The hunger behind his easy smile was a chasm which they might accidentally step in, and which would swallow them whole. So, one day after lessons, they took him out to "see how the rounds are run." Cosimo knew they were lying. He knew that they were tiring of him and that it was only a matter of time before they ditched him. Vasari had been warning him of the signs for a while. When they drove out near the docks and asked him to stay in the car while they talked to somebody, Còsimo knew what was up immediately.

He waited a beat and then made a break for an open warehouse door. Just inside, he spotted a man in the Low Light with a gun in one hand and a detonator in the other. Còsimo emptied a silenced long burst into the guy's chest with his Ingram X and then an explosion sent him flying. When Còsi got up his head was throbbing. He stumbled to the doorway and stuck his Smartgun around the corner to get a picture of what was outside. On the ground Salvatore was writhing in pain before two of his bodyguards come out of hiding, while Mr. Deluca was quite dead. The early detonation had gotten them both. Còsimo took his time and put a well aimed, silenced burst right into one of the bodyguard's heads, and then ran behind the burning mass of the destroyed car. The other body guard, afraid for his life, started dragging a screaming Salvatore 4 or 5 meters before he caught two bursts and fell over, already dead. Còsimo was practically beaming with joy as he emptied the rest of his magazine into Sal's pleading face. It was only after this that Còsimo realized he'd had his gun's gas-vent open instead of the silencer. He was now almost completely deaf.

The men he killed, unfortunately, had far more friends within the organization than he ever had, and they were not very forgiving. His dispute was recognized but he was no longer welcome or protected. Besides, Sal and Mr. Deluca had used their power of attorney (which Còsimo ignorantly signed over to them,) to empty his accounts that morning. So, with nowhere else to stay, he bought a bike and fled to back to Puyallup, where he eventually hooked up with the motley crew of the Dozen. He originally did so to lay low, but still have protection, however as the Tempo craze heated up, he began seeing benefits within the gang, and his ambition began pushing him towards more and more extreme activities. Before the Tempo collapse, he had managed to find several people in various syndicates with whom he could trade information and favors, and he hooked back up with an earlier acquaintance in Black Marc, a hoodie tagger turned dealer in illicit goods and services.

Personality:

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Còsimo is a Sociopath nee Psychopath. That is the most important thing to remember when dealing with him. While he may smile warmly or joke around with the crew, underneath that, he is boundlessly frustrated by a world which does not work the way he believes it should. However, far from being a destructive rebel, lashing out randomly, he tries very hard to reorder the world to fit his desired form. However, when others purposely upset him in his attempts he is occasionally overcome with a roiling, spitting fury. Because of his disappointment with the outside world, he spends a lot of time in full sim, mentally relaxing and ordering around Vasari, his agent. In fact, he is in constant contact with Vasari, preferring to wear his trode headband at all times so that he can send mental commands and receive AR replies, all in complete silence. Not that he is really a fan of complete silence, but it certainly helps since he relies on his earbuds to provide him with regular auditory senses in compensation for the loss of hearing incurred when his former patrons attempted to assassinate him. Speaking of which, trust issues are another sore subject with Cozi. He is all smiles and friendship upfront, but it becomes apparent pretty quickly that it's surface-thin and he is just waiting for you to try something so that he can put you down.

Description: - Oh hay. Pic 1 Pic 2

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Còsimo is taller than average for a human. He has slightly larger tusks and pointier- hey wait. This guy is an Ork. He's got short-cropped black hair, and an olive complexion with visible plates embedded under his skin. He constantly wears dark glasses with rotating lenses for variable magnificaton, a trode band with the hair shaved off underneath, a rather beat up leather long coat with a black band on the sleeve and a slightly worn-out suit vest and slacks underneath. You may notice that he's armed, you may not. It all depends on where he's walking.

Astral Description:

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Còsimo's aura is a strong, if dirty, yellow from which there are occasional bursts of bright red. The sense given is of an armor of unnatural calm and relaxation encasing an intense latent hostility. This is not indicative of a healthy mind. There is evidence enough here to assume he has undergone a modicum of cybernetic augmentation, but he is certainly more man than machine. And by man I mean Ork. That much is apparent as well, but not prominently so. It is not a strong part of his identity and, as such is not very apparent on his aura.

Contacts:

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Black Marc (2/2): Marcus Brown, street name Black Marc, grew up on the streets of Puyallup running with gangs, but staying out of conflicts. He was mainly a tagger, going around and marking ground for his crew. When he wasn't putting up turf lines, his style of choice was to paint idyllic cityscapes filled with smiling people and then spray big dripping black lines across their smiling eyes. That became his sign. The wet dripping black mark on top of any work, an act meant to reject the meaning and the art itself. In time, Marcus grew up to be a dealer. Not in drugs or chips so much as in stolen name brand goods, illegal, modified tools and information. He ran that sort of SINless supermarket that keeps the Barrens alive. Not that he was running a service for the public good. Point of fact, when things started heating up with Tempo, he graduated to guns and death, going as far as to organize hits on behalf of interested parties. That young street punk had become a man of respect. Black Marc is a Fixer.

Michael Tucado (1/3): There are Button Men on the streets and Capos in the clubs, and then there are the guys in between. That's Michael. He's a middle aged middle man in the midst of one of the biggest syndicate shakeups in history. Things haven't looked good for old Michael for a while now, and all this work is just giving him an ulcer. He'll trade money or favors for reliable intel or help. He knows he's going nowhere in the organization and is happy enough playing coach to a bunch of street thugs in order to keep his family provided for, so one shouldn't expect too many surprise moves out of this guy. He's not really all that flexible anymore. He's a Mafia Lieutenant and that's all he'll ever be.

Johnny Kono (1/4): Jun Konishi, street name Johnny Kono, was born for speed. He loves everything fast and hard and sharp. He and his gang of Razor-boys and Gillettes love to cruise around their turf in northern Puyallup, causing a scene and keeping the locals terrified. Johnny and his go-gang ride under the banner of the Komun’go Seoulpa Ring, but that doesn't stop them from taking outside offers. They will throw down for cash or trade, even though they'd probably do it just for the thrill. Johnny especially. But Johnny's not dumb. He knows that with the Tempo almost gone he's going to have to branch out into businesses besides driving real fast and slicing up chumps. The Komun’go Ring might have a cell-based internal architecture, but that doesn't mean that Johnny and his gang aren't looking for a lift.

Sheet:

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Race: Ork (20 BP)

Attributes (150 BP)
Body: 4 (0 BP)
Agility: 5 [6] (40 BP)
Reaction: 3 [4] (20 BP)
Strength: 3 [4] ( 0 BP)
Charisma: 2 [3] (10 BP)
Intuition: 4 (30 BP)
Logic: 2 [3] (10 BP)
Willpower: 5 (40 BP)

Special Attributes (20 BP)
Edge: 3 ( 20 BP)

Initiative: 7 [8]
Essence: 3.4

Positive Qualities (26 BP)
First Impression (5 BP)
Human-Looking (5 BP)
Martial Arts (ROSS - Ready weapon as a free action) (5BP)
Martial Arts (Escrima - Damaging disarm) (5 BP)
-Maneuvers (Two Weapon Style) 2BP
-Maneuvers (Disarm) 2BP
-Maneuvers (Off-hand training - clubs) 2BP

Negative Qualities (-35 BP)
SINner (+5 BP) [hey, he had to claim a legal inheritance.]
Reduced Hearing (+5 BP) [We are vain and we are blind.]
Vindictive (+10 BP) [I hate people when they're not polite.]
Combat Monster (+10 BP) [Psycho killer - qu'est que c'est?]
Nano Intolerance (+5 BP)


Active Skills (86 BP)
Athletics (Group) : 1(2) (10 BP)
Climbing -1(2)
Gymnastics -1(2)
Running -1(2)
Swimming -1(2)
Influence (Group) : 1 (10 BP)
Con -1
Etiquette -1
Leadership -1
Negotiation -1
Stealth (Group) : 2 (20 BP)
Disguise -2
Infiltration -2
Palming -2
Shadowing -2
Automatics : 5 (20 BP)
Clubs : 3 (Spec- Parry) (14 BP)
Perception : 1 (4 BP)
Pilot Ground Craft : 1 (4 BP)
Pistols: 1 (4 BP)


Knowledge Skills (18 free points)
Languages:
English N
Or'zet 1
Italian 2
Japanese 2
Salish 2

Knowledges:
Politics (Underworld) 3
Criminal (Street Gangs) 3
Criminal (Mafia) 2
Street Drugs 2
Seattle (Regional) 1

Connections (13 BP)
Black Marc (Fixer) 2/2
Mafia Lieutenant 1/3
Seoulpa Lieutenant 1/4


Gear ( 20 BP = 100,000 Nuyen)


Novatech Airware (1000) with OS Iris Orb (1250) 3/3/3/3
Analyze Rating 6 (Opt3 + Ergo) (1000)
Browse Rating 6 (Opt3 + Ergo) (1000)
Encrypt Rating 6 (Opt3 + Ergo) (1000)
Command Rating 6 (Opt 3) (900)
Edit Rating 3 (150)
Purge Rating 3 (150)
Scan Rating 3 (150)
Spoof Rating 3 (1500)
Unrestricted Agent Rating 2 (2400) [Vasari]
Hotsim Module (250)
Trodes (50)
RFID tag Camera (100)
Empathy Software Rating 3 (600)

{remaining cash = 89400}

Fake SIN Rating 2 (2000) [Lucas Alberti]

Fake License (Driving) (200)
Fake License (Firearms) Rating 2 (200)
Fake License (Dermal Plating) Rating 2 (200)
Fake License (Reaction Enhancer) Rating 2 (200)
Fake License (Muscle Replacement) Rating 2 (200)

{remaining cash = 86400}

Glasses Rating 3 with Image Link + Smartlink + Vision Magnification (700)
Earbuds Rating 1 with Audio Enhancement 3 (310) [he's sensitive about his hearing aid]


Form Fitting Body Armor (Shirt) (500) + Nonconductivity 4 (800) [+3/+0] (1300)
Lined Coat (700) + Fire Resistant 6 (600) + Concealable Holster (75) [6/4] (1375)
PPP Systems Forearm (200) + Shinguards (150) + Biomonitor (300) + Autoinjector (1500) [+0/+2] (2150)
Bike Racing Helmet [+1/+2] (200) [integral flare comp and image link std]

(total armor, including dermal plating and helmet = [11/9] w/o helmet [10/7]
- no encumbrance with either unless Dermal counts towards encumbrance.)

4x R3 Stims (300) [in autoinjector]
4x Jazz (300)
25x Cram (250) [one in autoinjector]
Guts (100) [one in autoinjector]
Tag Eraser (150)

{remaining cash = 79265}

240x Hollowpoint Bullets (1200)
90x Flechette Round (900)

Expandable Baton (50) + Personalized Grip (100) [Up left sleeve]
Ares Viper Slivergun (500) + Personalized Grip (100) + Smartgun System (Internal) (500) + Melee Hardning (300) + 2 clips (10) [kept in concealed holster in left side of lined coat] (1410)
Ingram Smartgun X (650) + Foregrip (50) + Sling (10) + Personalized Grip (100) + Melee Hardning (300) + 3 clips (15) + Concealable Holster (75) [secured to right hip, sling on right shoulder, under coat] (1200)
Colt M23 (750) + Smartgun System (Topmount) (400) + Gasvent III (barrel) (400) + Personalized Grip (100) + Shock Pad (50) + Underbarrel Weight (25) + Melee Hardening (300) + 3 clips (15) + Sling carry accessory (15) [slung over back when headed for war] (2055)

{remaining cash = 72350}

Attention Coprocessor 3 (9000)
Dermal Plating 1 (5000)
Muscle Replacement 1 (5000)
Reaction Enhancer 1 (10,000)
Internal Air Tank (650)

{remaining cash = 42700}

Cerebral Booster 1 (10,000)
Tailored Pheremones 1 (15,000)
Synthcardium 1 (10,000)

{remaining cash = 7700}

Indian Pathfinder (6000) + 2x Runflat Tire (500) + Anti-Theft System (1200)

{remaining cash = 0}

The idea here is for Cosi to be the Tour Guide of sorts. He is intimately familiar with Loveland, the gangs and the rackets.
Additionally, if you need short, medium or long-range gun support, he's your guy.