Ok here is Sisco (if anyone spots any issues, please let me know)
Real Name John Shiloh Hood
Street Name Sisco
Height 190cm
Wt 120kg
Resources A 450,000
Skills B 36/5
Metatype C: Ork
Attributes D 14
Magic E
QUALITIES
Positive: None
Negative: SINner CAS, Insomnia (10 point), Loss of Confidence: Longarms
APPEARANCE
Sisco is fairly small for an ork, although his augmentations make up for his lack of natural size and strength. Disdaining any stereotypes of the prototypical slovenly ork, he dresses for success in an Executive Suite suit, fully equipped with the latest Electro-chromic technology to assure that he always matches his ties and socks. Sisco is from a mostly Caucasian background, with blue-black hair and dark brown eyes. His tusks are a bit ragged, and have been so from childhood, and are a sore point to him if pointed out.
Attributes[ Spoiler ]
ATTRIBUTES
Body 4 - +3 dice for damage resistance from Bone Density
Agi 6(8 )
Rea 5(6)
Str 4(5)
Wil 2 (increased to 2 w/karma)
Log 2 (increased to 2 w/karma)
Int 5
Cha 2 (increased to 2 w/karma)
Edge 1
Ess .6
Init 2d6 +11
Matrix (Cold Sim) 5 +DP +3d6
Matrix (Hot Sim) 5+ DP + 4d6
Limits (M/P/S) 4/7/3
Monitor (P/S) 10/9
Overflow: 4
Current Stun Track: 0/9
Current Physical Track: 0/10
Current Edge Pool: 1/1
Current Nuyen: 2,780
Current Karma (5), Total Karma (12), Street Cred (0), Notoriety (0), Public Awareness (0)
Skills[ Spoiler ]
SKILLS (36/5)
Active
Firearms Skill Group 5
Engineering Skill Group 2 (purchased for 15 karma)
Athletics Skill Group 1 (purchased for 5 karma)
Armorer 1
Electronic Warfare 2
Etiquette 2
Gunnery 5
Hardware 4
Negotiations 2
Perception 2
Pilot Aircraft 3
Pilot Groundcraft (Wheeled) 6
Sneaking 3
Unarmed 5
Purchased Martial Art Style Jeet Kune Do (7 karma)
Maneuver: Counterstrike
Knowledge
English N
Mandarin 3
Denver Smuggling Routes 4
Triads (Golden Triangle) 4
Police Procedures 2
CONTACTS[ Spoiler ]
Stone (Connection 4, Loyalty 2) – A chaw-chewing, dyed-in-the-wool, red-blooded CAS man, Stone represents everything the CAS stands for: guns, football, and hostility hidden behind a screen of politeness. About average height for a dwarf, Stone conceals his receding hairline under a Stetson. His long hair and beard have caused some to call him a blonde Yosemite Sam as a reference to an old 20th century cartoon. Those who have done so to his face are often not seen again. It is said his background is former military, turned private business man after his discharge, although those rumors have never been substantiated. [5% bonus for Ammunition, 5% penalty for Surveillance Equipment]
Mr. Phelps (Connection 5, Loyalty 1) – Phelps is a short, lean, dark-haired man, always dressed in a suit that seems a little too big for him. Despite his appearance, he has a shrewd, calculating mind, and uses it to good effect for the CAS government. Responsible for personnel acquisition, he also has his fingers in many different pies throughout the DDI, angling for a director position someday.
Gear & Cyberware[ Spoiler ]
GEAR 450,000 +25,000 from first run – total left=2430
Fake SIN 4 w/Rigger and Firearm License (Carry) (12,400)
Executive Suit with Electrochromic Mod (2500)
Erika Elite Commlink w/ hot sim module(2850)
Gold Credstick (100)
Ingram Smartgun X w/folding stock (830)
Earbuds (3) with select sound filter (2) (650)
Renault-Fiat Eurovan with rigger interface -36000
GM-Nissan Doberman with Colt Cobra TZ-120 submachine gun and 170 rounds of regular ammo (RC 3, laser sight,) (6000)
Area Jammer (4), Bug Scanner (5), Tag Eraser, White noise generator (5) (2000)
Medkit Rating 6, 2 refills, biometer (2000)
2 extra clips (10)
40 rounds Stick and Shock (SMG) (320)
40 rounds APDs (SMG) (480)
40 rounds regular ammo (SMG) (80)
Squatter Lifestyle 1 month (450) (Cramped, -10% lifestyle cost)
Cyberware
Alpha Control Rig 2 (116,400)
Cybereyes (4) w/ Image Link, Occular Drone, Flare Compensation, Vision Magnification, Lowlight Vision, Smartlink (28,500)
Synaptic Booster 1 (95000)
Sleep Regulator (12,000)
Platelet Factory (17,000)
Muscle Augmentation 1 (31,000)
Muscle Toner 2 (64,000)
Shockhand (5,000)
Bone Augmentation 3 (15,000)
Orthoskin 3 (18,000)
BACKGROUND[ Spoiler ]
John Hood was born in Atlanta, Georgia in 2046. His family traced its roots on this continent all the way back to the late 18th century. It was a family that had a long tradition of military service, hearkening back to the American War of Independence. Since then, it was expected for each member of the family to serve in the Armed Forces, a string of service that no one, including John would be willing to break. On his 18th birthday, July 5th, 2064, John entered the CAS military and was assigned to a Mech Battalion in Fort Hood. He served out a four year tour of duty, seeing action in border skirmishes with Aztlan.
When his first tour was up, he was recruited by the Department of Domestic Investigations (DDI) by a man named Phelps. Phelps had seen his military record, and convinced John that he could be of more use beside the driver’s seat of a Stryker IFV. John did not make the decision lightly, since one tour was very short compared to most members of his family’s stint in the service, but he decided that this was the path for him.
After six months of training, he was transferred to the Free Zone, and was assigned to the largest source of crime in the CAS Zone, the Triads. This was still in the early years of the transition of the CAS Zone, with Ghostwalker’s takeover in the very recent past, and the area was still assimilating the territory that had been given to the CAS from Aztlan in the wake of the conflict. The Golden Triangle was the main culprit at the time, the White Lotus and the Red Dragon were busy with their own internecine struggles within Chinatown. John was brought in on the Organized Crime task force, and mainly did off-book missions for Phelps. For 7 years he worked for Phelps, until the day where John’s life changed. He was working overwatch on a wetwork assignment, covering a team that was to go in and “neutralize” a Golden Triangle lieutenant. Things went pear-shaped, and he got the call that the target was coming out hot. He caught a glimpse of movement and put two shots downrange, but his aim was off by a couple of inches. The first bullet hit the target center mass, but the second shot clipped the target’s arm and slammed into his 8 year old son standing behind him. Haunted by the specter of the child he had inadvertently killed, John left the DDI and went into business for himself.
For the past year he has been on his own, primarily transportation and smuggling, where he can put his skills to good use with minimal risk of endangering a child again. His conscience still bothers him, however, and even after having a Sleep Regulator installed it barely mitigates the miasma he deals with from the lack of sleep caused by the PTSD nightmares.