Aslin Character Background (Work in progress)
Aslin is 29 and used to work for an AA company as a Rigger in the Advanced Mechanical Drones R&D department. He was pretty much the test pilot as well as the semi-charismatic demonstration pilot when showing off the products to buyers. Because of the nature of his job he often participated some at the Drone R&D Think-Tank. He met his wife through the advertising department and they had a son that was 4 years old.
His company was unveiling a new type of combat attack drone and was showcased in a war-game exercise versus a privately contracted rigger to control the defending drones. The exercise used paint-pellets and a damage calculation system to deactivate drones because of simulated damage. The arena was in a high security building in order to keep the project and the company suits safe. All went very well and the demonstration was a great success, leaving the prospective buyers and the contracted rigger very impressed. Just like at the end of every demonstration the Riggers and Drones walked out in front of the crowd to take a bow. He smiled at his wife and child standing to the side of the cameraman.
As the crowd began to clap enthusiastically Aslin thought he heard "Clicks" coming from his drones for some unknown reason. This was immediately followed by the deafening roar of live gunfire that poured from his drones into the audience of suits. The horror of what he saw paralyzed him for a few unforgettable seconds. Then his eyes immediately sought out his wife and child and was relieved to find them running for cover off to the side of the crowd. Then his combat training kicked in and he dove behind a low bunker. This turned out to be his saving grace because the numerous bodyguards started unloading at the drones and him in an effort to stop the massacre. As bullets kept him pinned behind his cover he confirmed his fears, his drones had been hacked. He traced the culprit's datatrail back to the privately contracted Rigger's persona. The drones were still unloading into the businessmen and bodyguards even after they were clearly dead. Although Aslin didn't have any offensive programs on his commlink he remembered that there were 2 additional attack drones they had brought in case any main ones malfunctioned, and brought them online. The drones weren't loaded with ammunition, but then again he didn't want them armed. He needed to clear his name so he needed this Rigger alive.
Thankfully his Arial MCT Fly-Spy was still feeding him information. He used it's feeds to find the Rigger as he ordered the two backup drones to rush the enemy Rigger. By this time the Rigger had already ran halfway to the emergency exit. The enemy Rigger must have noticed the two drones coming or been tipped off because he dove just in time to avoid being tackled by the first backup drone. But Aslin switched into full VR mode and jumped into the second backup drone and used the superior control to easily tackle the Rigger at hip height and heard a satisfying CRUNCH as the drone shattered the enemy's pelvis. Perched over the enemy Rigger he sent a message saying "Deactivate the drones and surrender!" and drove one of the drone's talons into the shoulder to press the point home.
Then all of a sudden he was painfully dumped back into the matrix. After a few moments were lost recovering his remaining drone feeds showed two armed "Security Personnel" were rushing to the rescue of the enemy rigger and pushing past the people trying to escape. Aslin knew that he was a goner if the enemy rigger managed to escape so he had the remaining backup attack drone rush the closest of the two attackers in hopes of incapacitating him as well. It was a one in a million shot, but it didn't pay off. The fake security guards unloaded at the backup drone and he watched helplessly as it's camera feed spun from the impacts of the impacts. The drone's image feeds came to a rest facing away from the attackers.
The unmoving image of his wife and child lay before his eyes as communicated through the downed drone. Aslin watched as his wife with their child in arms fell to the ground in slow motion, bodies riddled with holes. Fixated as he was on the last living moments of his family he didn't care to notice the remaining bodyguards jump is cover and knock him unconscious.
He woke up, chained to the bed, in the corporate hospital recovering from multiple gunshot wounds inflicted by the bodyguards. He didn't care. Days came and went, he didn't care. Police and lawyers came and went. He tried to convince them of the truth but it didn't matter. They told him that his family had been buried while he was in a recuperative coma.
The lawyers told him his life was over. The corporation had lost an enormous amount of face and had to pin it on someone concrete. He was the fall guy. He still didn't care. He couldn't get past the massacre. He kept seeing it again and again. His mind tormented him even when he was awake. Weeks passed and he was soon to leave the hospital bed for prison. He had been allowed no visitors except lawyers and had resigned his fate, to die in prison.
"Hey Aslin wake up! . . Wake up Dammit!" Through the speaker in the wall behind him he recognized his childhood friend (MUXE's character)'s voice. His childhood friend, now a technomancer, had hacked into the room communication system to find out what had happened. As Aslin relayed the story one more time a plan began forming in his mind.
(MUXE's Character) quickly sold off all of Aslin's worldly possessions in the few days before he was to get transferred from the hospital to the prison. Everyone thought the money was to pay for a high powered lawyer that wouldn't have done much good. Most of the money went to paying shadowrunners to break him out during the transfer. Once he was free he realized he didn't have enough NuYen to pay for the second part of the plan, finding the bastards that killed his family. (MUXE's Character) recommended becoming a shadowrunner to make the connection and credits he'd need to find the bastards. Aslin spent his remaining credits on his new shadowrunning gear and set his sights on avenging his family.
While he is still a true professional in the field, the rest of the time he tries to relive his past through liquor.
(I will try to update this thread after games.)