Alex Dumont was born in Seattle on November 18, 2049 into an upper-middle class family. An only child, he was doted on and sent to the best schools in the city. His natural skill with a cyberdeck, and later a commlink, were a source of great pride in his parents. As they years went on, however, his parents grew ever distant from one another, and from Alex. Eventually, the only time they ever interacted with each other was when Alex left his room to use the toilet or to be caught in between one of his parent’s numerous fights. (“Alex, tell your mother that…” “Alex, you love me more than you do him, right?” etc etc)

In 2064, the Crash 2.0 happened. Alex was an impressionable 14 year old at the time and amazed by the carnage and destruction caused by these beings of the Matrix. He determined then and there he was going have to be one of the greatest hackers who has ever lived to be able to survive (or even prevent) the next big crash. But secretly, part of him just wanted to leave his house…

At age 16, he got into MIT&T’s Online Matrix Science curriculum. A mild allergy to cigarette smoke, probably caused by his chain smoking mother, kept Alex out of the bars and club scene. This kept Alex online most of the time, and by age 18 had graduated with a degree in Matrix Theory and Applications. After graduation, he left home, and attempted to go find his fortune in the Shadows and become The Greatest Hacker that has Ever Lived.

He was young and inexperienced, but a lot of people need a good hacker. He went by the persona ‘BlueFalcon’. Alex felt young and invincible that first year, getting some good cred, upgrading his gear, and buying his first car. But he was still young and foolish. Alex didn’t clean up his data trail as well as he should have on a couple runs, and still was using his old SIN.

Eventually everything came crashing down upon him. He botched the hack on one run, and soon had Lone Star hounding him everywhere he went, along with some irate Johnsons. Eventually he had to strip and burn his old SIN and his old life, destroying his first custom built commlink, car, apartment, and truly become one with the shadows.

Alex lay low for almost six months in Seattle living on the streets, hacking vending machines and coffin motels, before taking the ferry up north to Vancouver to start a new life there. That was 3 years ago. He now goes by the persona “Icarus”, and he finds the name very fitting.

Over the past 2 years, Icarus has been going on the occasional run, and slowly building back up his gear, reputation, and bank account in Vancouver. A recent string of glowing successes has landed him flush with cash and in a wonderful downtown condo for a few months, and almost has him thinking he in invincible again…Almost.

Alex is a relatively good looking kid, who still looks rather young. Pale caucasian, green eyes, about 5’10” tall and 140 lbs. He lost a lot of weight in his 6 months of street life in Seattle, and tried hard to keep it off. While not built or defined, Alex is also not sickly looking. Being thin and wiry also helps keep him looking younger than he is which keeps people guessing. His brown hair is kept short and unassuming in whatever happens to be the latest wage slave trendy hairstyle. When out and about, Icarus typically wears a Synergist Business longcoat over his shirt and slacks. When on a run, the Chameleon suit comes out.

His online persona and avatar are of a 6.5 ft tall alabaster Greek statue wearing a rough shirt and loincloth. The body and limbs of the avatar are very fluid and human in its motions, however the head of the avatar does not change expression nor does the mouth even move when speaking (http://www.mlahanas.de/Greeks/Arts/Misc/DiadHd1.jpg). The other striking feature of the avatar is the tall metal wings (ala Archangel of X-Men fame (http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gWQaU40PH24/SfdT8-z1C9I/AAAAAAAAB-4/QeSr0Kf5Qb0/s1600-h/archangel-0001.jpg)) protruding from his back, typically folded behind him. If anyone asks about them, Icarus simply states “Flying too close to the sun will not be a concern for me now.”

Jonathan Snow. Wageslave programmer for a local corp.

Thomas Jackson. On business in Vancouver selling vacuum cleaner bots for Hoover.

Mark Anthony. Gold seller in World of Shadowrun-craft Online. Self employed.

Jimmy “DarkStar” Nakamura: Good friends in college ever since Mr. Bullman’s Matrix Security 415 class. (First day of class: “All of you currently have an F in this class, according to the university computers, and I will not change that grade for you. You will have to go and do it yourself.”) Lives in Kyoto Japan.

Maximillian Mendoza: A master of “finding things that fell off the backs of trucks”, who specializes in computer hardware. Based in Vancouver.

Name:Kendell Mason Sticklemeyer II aka "Babel"
race:Human
Archtype:infiltration spec/ sorta face
Ethnicity: Ahmerkan Mutt(although he will claim to be scottish after a few pints)
DOB: 05/10/46 26 years of age

"So you want my story? well, thats fair I guess. After all. that fake Press pass you so graciously gifted me with for the the Seattle Area Charity auction made my job much easier..Oh, and here's a little gift. I know you love antique porcaline foo dogs and while I was there one must have fallen into my pocket.."Kendall grinned at his contact, Bobby Cartwright, muckraker without peer.

Sipping the Amazon Black organic coffee he began.

"Once upon a time a family of well educated and well to do corporate upper management types started a family. The family consisted of a mom a dad and two twin boys . The family led a happy life in a gate comunity with green yards and sevants and all the luxury that is befitting a well educated and well taken care of loyal company employees. The twin boys were very close,as twins often are ,until thier college years. the oldest twin(by 13 minutes ) was a junior at the prestiegous Seatle U. The younger had dropped out the year before to become an artist and was on his way to becoming quite a star among the artsy crowd. However, things were not to stay so rosey."

" Mommy and Daddy were on a business vacation in Europe when something horrible happened. They both disapeared. As if that wasn't bad enough the corporation that had been so good to the family suddenly wanted nothing to do with them..The two boys were thrown out of the wonderful castle and left to fend for themselves."

" For the first time in thier lives the two fine young men had to survive on thier own. The younger did well at first but soon,without money to spend on his friends, he found himself impoverished and alone.He turned to drugs and BTL chips to deal with the pain and found the rest he so sought two years ago.."

"And what of the Elder boy? Well, that is my story to tell because I am he . I had always had an ear for languages. In college I had intended on becoming an interpreter or a diplomat. I know what your saying.who needs an interpreter when you can just pop a lingua soft in your slot and poof! you are good to go. Let me explain something. There are nuances and unwritten rules to most languages that your computer chip, even as advanced as we are today, cannot pick up on. That is why most corporations still employ Interpreters. A perfect example is a statement made last year by our own Governor Brackhaven. In a meeting with a group of Atzlaner businessmen he made a statement on live trid that is still is haunting him when he complimented the representatives on thier "flat bread" which i unfortunately is also slang for "deflated penis". "

" I digress. Along with my language skills, I found that some of my other talents lent to employment opportunities. In my youth I had found the spy novels of the last century facinating and had emulated the heroes for years, sneaking about and scaring the bejesus out of the servants and family alike. Finding myself in dangerous territory, alone and poor on the streets I honed those skills even more. For a while, I found work with a group of environmental activists and picked up some shooting skills but left them when they began makeing plans that were really not well thought out. I have heard they ended up splattered all over the barrens while trying to buy explosives from the Ancients."

" Since my break from them. I have been mostly supporting my self by getting into places that peoples don't want people getting into. sometimes this is means working with Shadowrunners and sometimes this means resorting to common theivery. A street surgeon friend of mine has been most helpful in installing certain augmentations to give me an edge. some I have stsolen and others I have bartered for. The most important lesson I have learned is that in our line of work is that everyone has an agenda. As a Free agent it is not for me to question my emplyers agenda. it is only important that I perform my part of the operation with in the perameters set forth in the contract. period."

expanded bio:

Babels parents were employed by MCT, the same company who was paying for his education. His folks were extracted by SK and are still working for the dragon, having been told that MCT had imprisoned thier kids and that they had both been killed in an unfortunate gas exposion while in custody. SK mages subtly altered the memories of their new employees and they both are loyal to the dragon and dispise their former empoyer.

Babel will gloss over any discusion of his early year or so on the street. he makes it sound like he took to the streets like a fish to water but that is not the case.The reason he is so cybered is that he got his ass handed to him repetedly and he started augmented to survive. His bravado at only lowering himself to B and E is just that. He is really just an educated thief although he does consider himself a "Professional".

The enemy he has is an Tir Elf that he robbed(hence the necklace)...Ill leave that up to the GM for the details . I am a firm believe that no good negative quality should go unpunished(grin)...

His last endeaveor involved aquiring some antiques from an auction house that was holding an charity auction...although it looks like he pulled it off, he felt that a vacation in Vancouver might be in order till the heat dies down....

Kendall is a Caucasian male in fairly good shape. His build is average if somewhat on the thin side. He dresses in low profile but well made clothes as he has found that wearing anything that stands out works against his skills at infiltration. For some reason Sec-guards get mean if your sporting a t-shirt that says" I just got laid...by the way, your mom says hi!"

His brown hair is trimmed neatly and he keeps clean shaven. He carries himself in a relaxed and easy going manner and will introduce himself in a way that is open and professional . His cyber eyes are normal and colored a teal green with a small Ziess logo around the lens in the left eye. He has a small Tau Kappa Epsilon tattoo on his right wrist, from his days in college and will talk the ears off any other Teek that he may meet.

At 1.67 m tall and weighing in at 67Kg, He blends in well.

If he has one vanity it would be jewely. He loves the sparkles. He wears a sterling chain from the Tir and several gold and silver rings. when working, he will remove the rings and extra bling but the Elven necklace is always on his neck He considers it his lucky charm.

Andre Whipple. Orderly at seattle general. address 34445 Bournette Ave. Apt 112c Tacoma,Seattle.
Henry Whitechapel. Juniper Sanitation services. address 433 Shovelhead Rd Seattle

Street Doc, Nate "spooky" Rivers 2/2. Spooky attended college with Babel's now deceased brother. He is a dwarf who dropped out of med school over what he perceived was prejudice against meta humans in the medical field. m

Reporter, Daniel Cartwright..1/2 Babel met Daniel through a woman that both had dated, now Daniels wife. The reporter is human of solid British background.Although there is no real animosity,Kendall will occasionally make jokes in referance to having"Been there.done that".which may rub Cartright the wrong way. but the professional relationship has proven profitable for both men and so long as it stays that way the reporter doesn't seem to mind

Data Entry clerk at Virtual Library Lillian Ubata.2/2 Smart,witty, and wonderful company is would describe Ms.Ubata to a tee. Kendall is somewhat enamored with the Tall Night Elf from Spain. Her family, originally from northern Africa owns a small shipping company. She came to seattle take classes at SU to help build her families matrix presence and is working as a virtual librarian to make ends meet .

Hacker" Spydrbyte" 2/3. Kendall met spydrbyte at a club and they hit it off well, the Ork hacker learned his trade on the streets and has an amaizing head for facts and figures. He has helped Babel with Data searches and some editing in the past...

Yamashita was born as the first child of two to the head of the Asuka family in Seattle, a small but wealthy Yakuza family the Asuka have manage to uphold two faces, to the wealthy and powerful they are strong investors in eastern business, primarily in Renraku. But to the darker side of the population they are know for providing prostitutes, smuggle goods and owning all sorts of low class bar and clubs.

Yamashita grew up with a passion for the Japanese culture quickly developing for Bushido and it´s most strongest followers, the Samurai. Already in his teens he was a well trained swords fighter and martial artist, his parents supported his endeavours and took the time to teach him the ways of the upper class.

However at the age of 20 his beloved little sister, only a teen vanishes from the Asuka home presumed kidnapped or had run from home. Yamashita in his sorrow dedicated the remaining 12 years of his life looking for her doing everything from hiring Shadowrunners to becoming one himself in the hopes of finding her in the deep darkness Shadowrunners tread on a weekly bases.

Yamashita is a 2.1 meter (roughly 7 feet) tall, 109 kg (218 metric pounds) Dryad Elf. His built is quite slim yet his muscles are quite defined a result of his cybernetic muscle replacements, his skin is slightly paler then average and has a fascinating appeal to it a mixed effect of the Dermal sheath and his Dryad Glamour, his face is slim and soft able to show the kindest of smile but also the sternest of gaze, his cybernetic eyes have been designed to imitate those of a feline almost glowing yellow. His hair is a contrasting jet black tied back in a lazy ponytail that reaches between his shoulder blades.


When on the streets he is often found in a black Synergist business line suit covering his half-body suit white gloves covering his hands, a katana often hangs from his belt even when just visiting a club or a dinner at a friends house as a symbol of power and to show of just kind of a man he is.

Matsuo Naozumi: Bodyguard for hire

Ishiguro Junichiro, Yakuza crime boss (C 4/L 3): a close friend of the Asuka family Junichiro is like a uncle to Yamashita always providing wisdom and the right word to get Yamashita threw life

Nakajima Ayumu, strip club owner (C 3/L 3): of all the business a Japanese woman would be involved in a strip club seamed the last, Nakajima is a good friend of Yamashita since there early school days and they hang out in the club as they both enjoy the show