Well, let's try this for a first run: female street samurai.
I'm trying to puzzle out the rules for rigging, which seem to have gotten a lot more complex in SR4...so I'm gonna submit this one first to see what you think of her.
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== Info ==
Street Name: Phoenix
Name: Rebecca Elizabeth Stanton
Karma: 0
Street Cred: 0
Notoriety: 0
Public Awareness: 0
Metatype: Human
Gender: Female
Age: 24
Height: 1.8 m (5'11")
Weight: 62 kg (137 lbs.)
Composure: 8
Judge Intentions: 9
Lift/Carry: 8 (75 kg/50 kg)
Memory: 7
Nuyen: 2400
== Attributes ==
BOD: 3
AGI: 5 (7)
REA: 3 (5)
STR: 3 (5)
CHA: 4
INT: 5
LOG: 3
WIL: 4
EDG: 2
== Derived Attributes ==
Essence: 1.3
Initiative: 8 (10)
IP: 1 (3)
Matrix Initiative: 9
Matrix IP: 1
Physical Damage Track: 11
Stun Damage Track: 10
== Active Skills ==
Animal Handling : 0 Pool: 4
Animal Training : 0 Pool: 4
Archery : 0 Pool: 6
Armorer : 3 Pool: 6
Artisan : 0 Pool: 4
Automatics : 3 Pool: 10
Blades : 5 Pool: 12
Climbing : 0 Pool: 4
Clubs : 0 Pool: 6
Computer : 0 Pool: 2
Con : 0 Pool: 3
Cybercombat : 0 Pool: 2
Data Search : 0 Pool: 2
Demolitions : 0 Pool: 2
Disguise : 0 Pool: 4
Diving : 0 Pool: 2
Dodge : 3 Pool: 8
Escape Artist : 3 Pool: 10
Etiquette : 0 Pool: 3
First Aid : 2 Pool: 5
Flight : 0 Pool: 4
Forgery : 0 Pool: 6
Gunnery : 0 Pool: 6
Gymnastics : 2 [Parkour] Pool: 9 (11)
Hacking : 0 Pool: 2
Heavy Weapons : 0 Pool: 6
Infiltration : 0 Pool: 6
Instruction : 0 Pool: 3
Intimidation : 0 Pool: 3
Leadership : 0 Pool: 3
Locksmith : 0 Pool: 6
Longarms : 5 Pool: 12
Navigation : 0 Pool: 4
Negotiation : 0 Pool: 3
Palming : 0 Pool: 6
Parachuting : 0 Pool: 2
Perception : 0 Pool: 4
Pilot Ground Craft : 2 [Bike] Pool: 7 (9)
Pilot Watercraft : 0 Pool: 4
Pistols : 4 Pool: 11
Riding : 0 Pool: 4
Running : 0 Pool: 4
Shadowing : 0 Pool: 4
Survival : 0 Pool: 3
Swimming : 0 Pool: 4
Throwing Weapons : 3 Pool: 10
Tracking : 0 Pool: 4
Unarmed Combat : 0 Pool: 6
== Knowledge Skills ==
Combat Tactics : 4 [Guerilla] Pool: 7 (9)
English : 4 Pool: 9
Japanese : 2 Pool: 7
Mafia : 5 [Politics] Pool: 10 (12)
Mandarin : 2 Pool: 7
Triads : 4 [Turf] Pool: 9 (11)
== Contacts ==
Jimmy Pilleggi (Mafia Soldato) (3, 2)
Kelly Huston (Erotic Dancer) (2, 3)
== Enemies ==
The Eighty-Eights (3 (7), 4)
== Qualities ==
SINner (Standard) (UCAS)
Vendetta
Wanted
== Cyberware/Bioware ==
Cyberears Rating 3
+Ear Recording Unit
+Sound Link
+Balance Augmenter
+Damper
+Increased Sensitivity
+Spatial Recognizer
+Select Sound Filter Rating 2
+Audio Enhancement Rating 2
Cybereyes Basic System Rating 4
+Eye Recording Unit
+Image Link
+Flare Compensation
+Low-Light Vision
+Thermographic Vision
+Vision Enhancement Rating 3
+Vision Magnification
+Smartlink
+Microscopic Vision
Muscle Augmentation Rating 2
Muscle Toner Rating 2
Synthetic Full Arm (BOD 5, AGI 7, STR 6) (Left)
+Customized Agility Rating 7
+Customized Body Rating 5
+Customized Strength Rating 6
+Armor Rating 1
+Spur
+Spur
Wired Reflexes Rating 2
== Armor ==
Armor Clothing 4/0
Bike Racing Armor 7/8
+Delta-Amyloid
Clothing 0/0
Form-Fitting Full-Body Suit6/2
Lined Coat 6/4
== Weapons ==
Ares Predator IV
+Hidden Gun Arm Slide
+4 Spare Clips
+Smartgun System
DV: 6P AP: +1 RC: 0
Ares Predator IV
+Hidden Gun Arm Slide
+4 Spare Clips
+Smartgun System
DV: 5P AP: -1 RC: 0
Colt M22A3
+Airburst Link
+Imaging Scope
+Sling
+Smartgun System, Internal
+2 Spare Clips
DV: 6P AP: -1 RC: 1
Enfield AS-7
+2 Ammo Drums
+Sling
+Smartgun System, Internal
+Firing Selection Change, Small Mod (FA)
+Gas Vent 2
DV: 8P AP: -1 RC: 2
FN 5-7C
+Quick-Draw Holster
+Smartgun System, Internal
+4 Spare Clips
DV: 4P AP: - RC: 1
Hammerli 620S
+Hidden Gun Arm Slide
+2 Spare Clips
+Ceramic Components Rating 1
+Smartgun System
DV: 4P AP: - RC: 1
HK MP-5 TX
+Smartgun System, Internal
+3 Spare Clips
+Stock
+Gas Vent 2
DV: 5P AP: - RC: 3
HK-227X
+Sling
+3 Spare Clips
+Stock
+Smartgun System
+Sound Suppressor
DV: 6P AP: +2 RC: 1
Katana
+Advanced Safety, Spring Trigger Spike
DV: 6P AP: -1 RC: 0
Knife
DV: 4P AP: - RC: 0
Minigrenade: Flash-Bang
DV: 6S (10m Radius) AP: -3 RC: 0
Minigrenade: Fragmentation
DV: 12P(f) (-1/m) AP: +5 RC: 0
Minigrenade: High Explosive
DV: 10P (-2/m) AP: -2 RC: 0
Minigrenade: Incendiary
DV: Special AP: - RC: 0
Minigrenade: Thermal Smoke
DV: (10m Radius) AP: - RC: 0
Minigrenade: White Phosphorus
DV: 8P/4P (-1/m) AP: -half RC: 0
Spur
DV: 6P AP: - RC: 0
Spur
DV: 6P AP: - RC: 0
Tomahawk
DV: 5P AP: - RC: 0
Tomahawk
DV: 5P AP: - RC: 0
Unarmed Attack
DV: 3S AP: - RC: 0
Walter MA-2100
+Shock Pad
+Stock
+Smartgun System
DV: 7P AP: -7 RC: 1
== Martial Arts ==
Kali
Disarm
Iaijutsu
== Commlink ==
Fairlight Caliban (4, 4, 5, 5)
+Novatech Navi [Firewall 5]
== Gear ==
Ammo: APDS (Sniper Rifles) x40
Ammo: Explosive Rounds (Shotguns) x76
Ammo: Flechette Rounds (Shotguns) x100
Ammo: Hi-C Plastic Rounds (Light Pistols) x44
Ammo: Hollow Point Rounds (Submachine Guns) x122
Ammo: Hollow Point Rounds (Heavy Pistols) x185
Ammo: Regular Ammo (Submachine Guns) x130
Ammo: Regular Ammo (Heavy Pistols) x185
Ammo: Regular Ammo (Machine Pistols) x280
Ammo: Regular Ammo (Light Pistols) x100
Ammo: Regular Ammo (Assault Rifles) x360
Fake SIN (Georgia Hennessy) Rating 4
+Fake License (Weapons Permit) Rating 4
Fake SIN (Theresa Alvarez) Rating 3
+Fake License (Weapons Permit - Pistols) Rating 3
Medkit Rating 6 x2
Minigrenade: Flash-Bang x6
Minigrenade: Fragmentation x4
Minigrenade: High Explosive x3
Minigrenade: Incendiary x4
Minigrenade: Thermal Smoke x4
Minigrenade: White Phosphorus x4
== Vehicles ==
Thundercloud Contrail (Racing Bike)
+Vehicle Sensor
DescriptionPhoenix is a tall, very leggy redhead woman with pale skin and dark blue eyes. On any given day her mode of dress can be anything, so long as it's fashionable, functional, and comfortable. Meetings, however, will always get a professional touch to her stylish glamour.
BackgroundThe middle child, Becca was the only mundane child in a magical family, but she wouldn't have traded it for anything. Her parents loved her all the more for it, because she had the opportunity to have a more or less 'normal' life that their two sons never really had a chance at.
It made things all the more tragic when, at the age of 8, they were killed, and she and her brothers split up when they were adopted.
Becca herself was adopted by a gentleman by the name of Joseph Cordero, a Mafia underboss in the Seattle area. His son, Anthony, was a year younger, and Cordero wanted a daughter to be not only a companion, but a guardian for him as well. He saw the potential for both in Becca, and upon getting her home, he began grooming her for the job.
Treated like one of the family, it was not long before Becca settled in with her new father and brother, and over time began to love them as much as she had her natural parents and brothers. Her truly defining moment came when she saw her brother being bullied as school and took up for him, in the process injuring two other students. Joseph Cordero knew beyond a doubt that he had chosen well.
He began sending the pair to classes in martial arts for self-defense and training, then to another man he knew for training in the use of weapons - knives, firearms, and the like. Once Becca got to the age of fifteen, he began having her first pieces of cyberware installed to make her a match for any threats beyond the usual bullies at school. By this time, Becca had nearly forgotten her former life, attached as she was to her 'brother' and 'father.' She knew about the family business and the activities her adoptive father was involved in, and had made it known that she wished to make sure that the family that had so kindly taken her in was well-protected.
When she was offered that first cyberware implant - wired reflexes and muscular enhancements - she accepted with enthusiasm.
She and Anthony went virtually everywhere together, looking like nothing more than a brother and sister that were very close - which they were - rather than the son of a Mafia underboss and his bodyguard, this slender, lovely girl who looked as if she were not much of a threat.
Still, some people notice things, and have ways of finding them out. Two years after her first implants were put in, she had received other upgrades, none of which showed on the surface - being a Mafia man had some perks, after all, and Joseph Cordero would not see the young beauty's surface marred by bad surgery - and for the first time, was pushed to put them to use. Her father and brother had been left at home as she went out to meet a man who had some vital information for her father, and on the way, she was ambushed by four Chinese men.
Triads, the Chinese's more vicious, ruthless version of the Italian mafia, constantly at war with them, had set this up, hoping to draw the girl and the other guards away from the protection of the Mafia underboss and his son. Not expecting much from an inexperienced girl, the four men taunted her, trying to toy with her. None of them saw it coming from Becca, who had never killed a person in her life, as she pulled out a heavy pistol from her backpack and landed a shot right through the nasal cavity of the closest man, cool as you please.
The other three were stunned for a moment as she took aim again, but the sight of the girl with the large gun in her hand - while somewhat comical - spurred them into action, their movements blurred as they kicked their own cyberware on. The fight had just turned serious, and Becca, whose training had - unfortunately for the men around her - included her facing off against multiple attackers, had been drilled and even beaten into her until she could do it in her sleep, met them head on. The gun dropped and a knife drawn, as the first man charged, he found himself trying to grab onto empty air as Becca sidestepped and turned, the razor-sharp edge of the knife slipping neatly through the back of the man's neck, between the vertebrae there, and clipping his spinal cord, leaving him to fall to the ground like a puppet whose strings had suddenly been severed. The next, coming from the other side, saw this and hesitated for a moment, horrified with the cool precision and ease with which the man had been dispatched.
It cost him his life as the knife slashed across his throat in that split-second.
The last saw all this, electing not to charge in, but fleeing for his life. The knife in Becca's hand found its way from her hand to that soft hollow in the back of the man's head, plunging into his brain and ensuring that he would not be making it back to report to his overseers.
She didn't stop to think about any of it, already suspecting the worse, as she scooped up her backpack, the pistol, and sprinted for home, hoping beyond hope that she would not find what she feared.
She knew before entering the house what she would find there - the door ajar, the utter and somehow final silent stillness that surrounded the place.
The reek and aura of death, still fresh in her senses, cast its pall over her home of nine years. Entering the house, she found her father and brother, cruelly savaged by blades and bullets, an example and demonstration of the Triad's cruelty to the men of the Mafia.
It was some time before she was able to pull herself from weeping over the bodies of father and son, her brother. But when grief was gone, rage took its place.
She vanished from the house, taking only a few things with her as she went.
Some weeks later, Triad members of a group called the Eighty-Eights began turning up dead. Some cruelly torn to pieces, others found with nothing more than a bullet hole in their heads, still others so broken and battered they looked as if they might have been run over with a tank. None of them could figure out who the assassin was that was so bent on exterminating them, and fear stole over them. The only hint they ever had were images captured at a middleman's home when he was killed - what appeared to be a young, flame-haired apparition that moved with vengeful purpose.
Finally, a trap was laid to catch her, as the heads of the Eighty-Eights met and made whispers on the street of the where and the when of their meeting. Surely enough, the girl showed up, only to find that the heads of the Triad were not there, but instead a number of assassins lying in wait.
She would not be deterred, however. The fire of hatred and revenge burned in her, for the second family taken from her so heartlessly, and one by one, the assassins fell to sniper's bullets before she finally took the fight up close and personal.
Terrified, the remaining Triads barricaded the house and set it ablaze, hoping to kill her in the fire.
They found themselves disappointed as she walked out of the flames. She had not come out of it unscathed, however - in the fight with the last assassin inside, a sword had come into play, and her arm had been lost. But walk out she did, and vanished just as she had before.
A year passed. Two. The Eighty-Eights began to think perhaps their problem had been taken care of.
Until one of their number turned up missing. And another, found dead at the bad end of a three hundred foot drop. Not with any regularity, just one of them occasionally turning up dead in a variety of interestingly creative ways.
Their only clue to the mysterious killings left behind would be a single, red-gold painted feather.
ConceptThis character is obviously a street samurai. She is based off of a much older character (dating back to 2nd edition) that I always liked playing, along with her two brothers (whom I may bring in to play at some point or other). In essence, she is a rebooted version of a much older, much more experienced character I used to have who is a lot of fun to play.