Kesslan's Characters

Name: Ryuu Katsuo
Alias: Razz
Race: Human (Japanese)
Archetype: Melee Adept
Resources: 70k
Lifestyle: Low (1 Month)
Earned Karma: 5
Spent Karma: 4

Body: 3
Agility: 5
Reaction: 4(7)
Strength: 5
Charisma: 2
Intuition: 3
Logic: 3
Willpower: 3
Edge: 2
Magic: 5

Perks/Flaws:
Adept
Way of the Warrior
Martial Arts: Krav Magra (3)
SINner
Bad Rep
Poor Self Control: Compulsive (Cleanliness)
Signature
Wanted

Active Skills:
Athletics (Group): 1
Pistols (Semi-Auto): 4(6)
Unarmed Combat (Martial Arts): 5(7)
Blades: 4
Dodge: 4
Throwing Weapons: 5
Perception: 3
Infiltration: 3
Longarms: 4
Pilot: Ground Craft (Bike) 1(3)

Knowledge Skills:
Club Music: 3
Mercenary Groups: 3
Security Procedures: 3
Street Drugs: 3

Languages:
Japanese: Native
English: 3
Spanish: 3

Adept Powers:
Improved Reflexes 3 (Warrior's Way & Geas)
Wall Running (Geas)
Killing Hands
Missile Mastery (Warrior's Way & Geas)
Sustenance
Attribute Boost: Strength/Agility/Body/Reaction
*GEAS: Daily prayer to Ancestor Spirits in accordance with the Ryukyuan Religion of Japan.

Martial Arts Manoeuvres:
Blind Fighting
Clinch
Finishing Move
Ground Fighting
Watchful Guard
Iaijutsu

SINs & Lisences:
Real: Ryuu Katsuo - Mitsuhama
R4 Fake: Yuu Takahiro - Evo Corporation
R4 Fake Licenses: 4

Weapons:
2x Shock Gloves

Combat Axe:
-Gecko Grip
-Personalized Grip
-Custom Look R2

Katana:
-Gecko Grip
-Personalized Grip
-Custom Look R2
-Chameleon Coating

2x Colt Government 2066
-Electronic Firing (Base Model)
-Powered Easy Breakdown
-Gecko Grip
-Skinlink
-Melee Hardening
-Extreme Environment Mod R1
-Quick Draw Holster
-Silencer (Barrel)
-External Smartgun (Under barrel)
-Weapon Personality
-6x Spare Clips (Each Pistol)

Franchi SPAS-22
-Folding Stock (Base Model)
-Smartgun (Base Model)
-Electronic Firing
-Extreme Environment Mod L1
-Personalized Grip
-Skinlink
-Melee Hardening
-Gas Vent R3 (Barrel) or Sound Suppressor (Barrel)
-Weapon Personality
-Sling

Ammunition & Throwing Weapons:
2x Flash-Pak Grenades
4x Thermal Smoke Grenades
4x HE Grenades
2x White Phosphorus Grenades
6x Throwing Knives
20 Shock Lock Shotgun Rounds
100 Shogun Gel Rounds
100 Shotgun Rounds
300 Heavy Pistol Rounds
150 Heavy Pistol Gel Rounds

Armour:
Ballistic Mask: 2/1
-Image Link
-Vision Enhancement R3
Soft Weave Bike Armour: 4/7
Soft Weave Form Fitting Full Suit: 6/2
SecureTech Vitals Protector: 1/1
Softweave Armour Vest: 6/4
SecureTech Shin & Forearm Guards

Gear:
MOSLTOV Vest
Emergency Field Dressing
Tag Eraser
R6 White Noise Generator
R3 Contact Lenses:
-Smartlink
-Flare Compensation
-Vision Magnification
R4 Glasses:
-Image Link
-Vision Enhancement R3
-Ultrasound Vision
R3 Earbuds:
-Audion Enhancement R2
-Spatial Recognizer
Gas Mask
Smart Canteen
2 Smart Ration Pouches
100 Plastic Restraints

Matrix:
Fairlight Caliban
-Customized Interface
-Novatech Navi OS
-Sim Module
-Skinlink
-Virtual Surround Music
Subvocal Microphone
Trodes
AR Gloves
Sony Emperor (Decoy Comlink)
Disposable Comlink
Skinweb Array

Vehicle:
Suzuki Mirage
-Armour R6
-Chameleon Coating
-Gridlink
-Gridlink Override
-Morphing License Plate
-Spoof Chip
-Run Flat Tires
-Nitros Injection

To be entered laterBackground:

Ryukuu Katsuo was born in 2052 to a fairly normal family and grew up in one of Mitsuhama's corporate enclaves. As a result it did not take long before the young boy was identified by corporate educators as some one who was awakened and his training and classes were diverted accordingly. It was under Mitsuhama's watchful eye that he developed into an Adept of the Warrior's Way, a path that only took a little nudging from both family and the corp as Ryukuu's father was part of the corporate security teams. As part of his education Ryukuu had to sign the typical contracts in debiting him to mother corporation, however one of his friends, Hakura Yoshimasa was instrumental in prodding him to look beyond Mitsuhima's own security teams and turn to the far more profitable trade of mercenary work. Hakura had signed up with a 'private security group' called the Jade Tigers about a year prior through contacts he'd made while out on one of Mitsuhima's many military contracts with the Japanese government. While Ryukuu had only known Hakura a few years, the offer he'd received from the mercenary group was.. considerable. Certainly far better pay and offering more action than his present posting with Mitsuhima.

As a result, after serveral months of negotiation with Mitushima, the Jade Tigers bought out Ryukuu's contract early, in exchange for Ryukuu agreeing to work for them instead. Once he signed the contract he was soon whisked off to the mercenary group's training grounds off the shore of Japan and from there soon found himself serving a tour out in war torn Peru. Peru was full of work opportunity for the Jade Tigers. Initially contracted by Mitsuhima, the Japanese government or other Japanese corporate and related interests during the Orchalium race amid the events of the Year of the Comet, the group had made a good solid reputation for itself, as well as pocketed sizable paychecks. However these events were long past by the time Ryukuu was involved, there was still plenty of work to be had. The Japan corps were still around, though their presence was diminished, but the Ghost Cartels had not taken kindly to their presence. Added to this were the movements of The Shining Path. This soon lead to a number of contracts involved in arms, drugs and even a few magic based goods.

It was during one contract to raid a supposed Ghost Cartel drug depot along the coast that that Ryukuu and his team ran into trouble. The job they had been sent on was ultimately a setup. The Ghost Cartels were not only smart, but ruthless and certainly intended to retaliate against any attacks on their own holdings. So it was that they had set into motion a trap. Using runners to plant false leads and frame several members of the Jade Tigers. One such framed individual was none other than Ryukuu. Of course the idea had been that they would all die in the ambush and Ryukuu and others would take the blame. Better yet, with them dead no one would be able to ever figgure out what had really happened.

Fate however, had different plans for Ryukuu. Going in with his now long time friend Hakura, Ryukuu and the unit he was attached to snuck in on the property with the intention to destroy a large cache of drugs and eliminate any guards in the area. To make things look more real, the Cartels had placed a few, disposeable guards on location. The supposed cache of drugs wound up, as Ryukuu and his team mates found out, was actually a decoy with a rather explosive result. The initial blast killed three of the Jade Tigers, and the ambushing forces followed that up by quickly closing in for the kill. In the end only Ryukuu, Hakura and two others managed to break free and start a running battle that lasted several days through dense jungle as the team tried to make it's way to safety with the Cartels hot on their heels.

In the end, only Ryukuu managed to make it out of the Jungle and reach one of the larger towns where he managed to pay a local to drive him to Japanese controlled territory. By then the Jade Tigers were convinced he'd been part of the conspiracy, worse yet the Cartels were still after him as well. He had been party to several raids on their holdings, and status quo said they had to make an example of him as a result. Because of this, Ryukuu ditched what he couldn't take with him past the border checks and promptly charted a flight back to Japan. From there he eventually wound his way to Neo-Tokyo where he is presently residing under a false identity and badly in need of work, with no friends left. To make things worse both his parents had now passed away and he was an only child with no other links to family.

Personality:
Ryukuu is a bit of a neat freak, though it is at least in part tied into his devout following of the Ryukyuan. A minority variant of Japanese religion with numerous outside influences tied to the worship of Kami and more importantly (At least for Ryukuu) the worship of the spirit of one's ancestors. Supposedly in his distant past, a number of Ryukuu's ancestors were Samurai, though it's a claim many families try to make, though only a few are true. There is at least actual proof in Ryukuu's case, and even if that were not true, his family had a long history of warriors serving in Japan. To date, Ryukuu is one of the few to fall outside of official military or security roles, but a warrior he was none the less. Even if he was now more of a Ronin by comparison.

Beyond this however Ryukuu is a person who does what must be done, yet still follows his own set code of honour and conduct. He does his best to avoid killing the 'innocent' or at least in this case those who are not his actual targets or those attacking him in defence of his target in the case of wetwork. He also has strict rules about not killing children when it was avoidable (Sometimes however, especially when it came to children soldiers.. you just had to make an exception).

400BP +50 Karma +Charisma X2 in free contact points +15 Bonus BP after qualities/Flaws

Metatype: Jaguar Shapeshifter
Name/Handle: Mouser
Resources: 22BP

Lifestyle: Low (1 month)

Body: 6
Agility: 7
Reaction: 6(9)
Strength: 4
Charisma: 4
Intuition: 4
Logic: 2
Willpower: 3
Edge: 1
Essence: 6
Magic: 5
Initiative Passes: 4

Qualities: (80 BP - Includes 20BP from maneuvers)
Astral Chameleon
Ambidextrous
Guts
Erased (24hrs)
Ninjitsu L2: +1 Gymnastic Dodge, +1 Infiltration
Krav Maga L4: Ready weapon becomes a Free action, +1 on Called shots to Disarm, Take aim becomes a free action, Ranged Attacker in Melee combat penalty reduced by 1
Racial Shapeshift: Human
Racial: Regeneration: P296 SR4A
Racial: Sapience
Racial (Natural form only): Claw/Bite DV: STR/2+2, AP: 0
Racial Improved Sense: Hearing
Racial Improved Sense: Low-Light Vision
Racial Improved Sense: Smell
Racial: Dual-Natured: Exists on and sees both physical and astral realm simultaneously. Can not be turned off. Does not suffer the usual -2 penalty for interacting with the physical realm while perceiving astral space.

Maneuvers: (20 positive BP worth)
Ground Fighting
Disarm
Two Weapon Style
Multi-Strike
Finishing Move
Focus Will
Set-Up
Break Weapon
Clinch
Kick Attack

Flaws: (95 BP Flaws)
Partial Amnesia
Poor Self Control: Thrill Seeker
Poor Self Control: Combat Monster
Poor Self Control - Light Compulsion: Cleanliness
Poor Self Control - Severe Compulsion: Compelled to follow out orders when name is used. IE: Mouser, shoot that old lady across the street. Can not be used to force the character to commit suicide.

Wanted: There are actually several corporations out to capture Mouser, alive. For one corporation he represents a lost investment that should be retrieved. To others he's a potential gate way to some one else's research in mind control of awakened animals. Great way to enhance those bleeding edge tech Biodrones. The multiple corporation involvement is due to the difficulty said corporations have on holding onto any relevant information of him due to his erased quality. However at least three mega corps have managed to retain and secure multiple hard copies which are far more difficult to get rid of.

Records on File: Neonet, Ares, Saeder-Krupp
Flashbacks - Uncommon: Random things bring back occasional flashes of Mouser's prior life.
Signature: Compelled to leave behind a small (usually cheap) figurine, toy or card of a mouse. Generally preferred to be a catnip mouse commonly available at any pet shop.
Racial Weakness Severe Allergy: Obsidian - Weapons made of Obsidian have +4 DV vs character. Obsidian does 1 point of physical damage per minute of contact with the character.
Racial Vulnerability: Obsidian

Skills:
Athletics (Group): 1 (10 Karma)
-Running
-Swimming
-Gymnastics
-Climbing
Stealth (Group): 2 (10 Karma)
-Infiltration +1 from Ninjitsu
-Disguise
-Shadowing
-Palming
Unarmed Combat: 3 - Specialization: Martial Arts (2 Karma)
Astral Combat: 4
Perception: 1
Assensing: 1
Dodge: 3
Blades: 6 - Specialization: Swords (2 Karma)
Pistols: 1 - Specialization: Semi-Automatics (2 Karma)

Languages:
English: N
Sign: 3
Japanese: 3

Knowledge Skills:
Academic: Paranormal Critters: 3
Academic: Magic Phenomenon: 3
Academic: Spirits: 3
Academic: Poisons: 1
Professional: Security Procedures: 2

Adept Powers:
Improved Reflexes III - Adept Geas: Talisman (See Collar)
Wall Running - Adept Geas: Talisman (See Collar)
Missile Parry 1
Attribute Boost: Agility 1
Attribute Boost: Body 1
Attribute Boost: Strength 1
Sustenance
Traceless Walk (Tied to Initiation 2) - Adept Geas: Talisman (See Collar)
Nimble Fingers (Tied to Initiation 2)

Initiation Grade 2: (22 Karma - Group + Ordeal includes + 1 karma for severing tie to group +5 Karma for joining group)
-Initiation 1: Oath + Masking
-Initiation 2: Meditation + 1 Power Point

Talisman:
A collar made of real leather, fastened with an orchalium plated buckle and featuring a silver plated name plate with the name 'Mouser' stamped in bold lettering.

SINs:
Fake R5: Charles McCarthy
-Fake R5 Licenses: Plasteel Components, Milspec Armor, Ruthinium Polymers, Private Security Contractor, Silencers, Firearms License, Explosives, APDS Rounds, Melee Weapon License, Drivers Permit.

Comlink:
Hermes Ikon
-Novatech Navi
-Nanopaste Trodes (1 container)
-Trodes
-Virtual Music
-AR Gloves
-Skinlink
-Sim Module
-R4 Programs: Command, Browse, Analyze, Encrypt

Armour:

Heavy Military Armor
+Helmet
-Thermal Damping R6
-Ruthenium Polymer Coating
-Full Body Armor Chemical Seal

Formfitting Full Body Suit:
+Armor Vest
-SecureTech PPP (Shin guards, Forearm Guards, Leg and Arm Casings, Vitals Protector)

Vehicle:
Honda Spirit
-Spoof chip
-Morphing Plate
-Runflat Tires

Weapons:
2x Colt Government 2066
-Quick Draw Holster
-Concealable Holster
-Extreme Environment Mod L1
-Smartgun
-Electronic Firing
-Built in Silencer
-Melee Hardening
-Lanyard
-30x Spare Colt 2066 Pistol Magazines

2x Katana
-Chameleon Coating
-Ceramic/Plasteel components L3
-Personalized Grip +1 to Melee Combat
-Gecko Grip

2x Katar
-Ceramic/Plasteel components L3
-Personalized Grip +1 to Melee Combat
-Gecko Grip

Monofilament Garrote
-Personalized Grip +1 to Melee Combat

Ammunition:
380 APDS Heavy Pistol
300 Gel Heavy Pistol

Grenades/Throwing Weapons:
4x Thermal Smoke Grenades
4x Flash-Bangs
11x Throwing Knives

Gear:
Contacts R3:
-Image Link
-Flare Compensation
-Vision Enhancement R3
Sun Glasses R2:
-Smartlink
-Vision Magnification
Earbuds R1:
-Spatial Recognizer
Smart Pack
Smart Canteen
10x Smart Pouch: Pistol Ammunition
2x Smart Pouch: Ration
Combat Load Vest

Contacts:
Zack Wilds -Troll Bounty Hunter: Loyalty 5, Connection: 3

Contact Details:
Zack Wilds: Mouser met him by pure chance actually shortly after Zack had decided to try and track the shifter down for the bounty on his head. However Mouser at the time was entirely unaware of said bounty and Zack had very little information to go on due to the individual(s) that keep some how managing to wipe out the information on Mouser. The best part yet, was that Zack and Mouser started to work together for a short while while Zack was busy trying to track down leads on his main target, there were still plenty of other fish in the sea to go after that were less illusive but still offered a decent pay out. Some of them were bail jumpers, others were wanted for various crimes against assorted different corporations. The list goes on.

They worked together for six months all told before Zack realized that his 'big prize' had been literally in front of him this whole time. However with each having pulled the others hoop out of the (sometimes literal) fire several times by then, Zack just didn't have the heart to turn in a buddy. So instead he confronted Mouser about it one day, made it look like he was serious about turning Mouser in for the reward, laughed, got both of them drunk and they've been fast friends since.


Mouser's BG (Work in progress, not final)

In 2060 a research group was formed to study the potential for creation true biodrones as well as advancing research and study into the potential for cybernetically augmented guard animals. The main focus of this group was primarily to attempt to properly train and control paracritters as well as study the effects of cybernetics upon awakened animals. The group was made up of several ex intelligence agents specializing in programing and deprogramming humans for black ops missions, numerous biologists, parazoologists, trained handlers, cybernetic specialists, cybernetics engineers and simsense experts and programmers.

Over the years they managed to bring about a number of breakthroughs, sometimes with assistance from information gleamed from competitors through the use of both in house and external shadow assets. By 2070 they had even managed to bring about a reasonable measure of success in some awakened species and biodrone research. Indeed in another 10-20 years time it was expected that new control methods would bear fruit on a number of methods on a sufficiently large and economical scale to make it economically feasible to deploy such assets to any and all high sensitivity level sites.

Awakened critters however, like metahumans reacted rather negatively towards cybernetic methods of augmentation and control. Shapeshifters for example could quickly loose the ability to transform if augmented too heavily (not to mention loose their awakened abilities that made them so useful). Even then unless the augmentations were delta grade their bodies would simply absorb the augmentations. Even then the moment they shifted the augmentations would be 'absorbed' until they shifted back. As such alternate methods were expected to be explored, and with the growing sophistication of simsense, PAB units and other similar systems a breakthrough was arguably inevitable.

So in may of 2070 89SJX7-CV3; also known as Test Variant 89 - Shapeshifter (Jaguar species) Experiment 7 - Control Group Violet: Subject 3 - Hence forth referred to as 'Mouser' finally began to bear fruit of years of research. Mouser specifically was a name chosen by Subject 3's handlers due to his apt ability to chase down and 'kill' both live test subjects (Mainly mice and rats) as well as small drones in his formative years. Mouser was born and raise in captivity, independent of other members of his species. This was deemed as having the best chance to properly instill the necessary familiarity with metahuman handlers as well as properly allow programming to begin in the crucial formative years. Shapeshifters unlike metahumans mature just as quickly as their non awakened species and therefore makes early training even more crucial than in metahuman children.

Training was a mix of vocal obedience training combined with and reinforced by hot simsense based training that was possible through the advancement of simsense and nanotechnology. To better allow integration with human handlers and due to a shapeshifters ability to assume human (And in the case of rare individuals some other metahuman variant) form, Mouser was brought up to accept corporate metahuman culture. However given his animalistic instincts as well as the desire to keep him as a pliable guard animal efforts in this regard only went so far as to ensure that he had at least a basic grasp of how to deal with others, as well as how to use and recognize current and emerging every day technological devices and weaponry.

Once obedience training had been deemed sufficient the project lead decided to go a step further and see if Mouser could in fact be trained not only to be a guard animal, but also a potential shadow asset. As a result he was given basic infiltration and firearms training. However he seemed to have severe difficulties in understanding how to proper use firearms though he started to show some promise with handguns and as such further attempts at training were deemed as being desirable. Where he excelled however was in close quarters combat. Specifically he responded well to several forms of hand to hand combat training as well as showing what seemed to be a certain level of natural affinity for bladed weaponry.

Several issues with Mouser however, must be noted. First and foremost he is beginning to show some signs of resistance to mental programming. This is the most alarming and important issue. Further study is not only advised, but absolutely required for further success of this program. Secondly; Mouser has shown a tendency to be reluctant to draw back from combat when ordered to do so. This has been theorized to be the result of slightly excessive aggression training. On the positive side he has shown himself to be quite eager at engaging in the more dangerous experiments when we have run him through simulated infiltrations of enemy installations including the use of low powered lethal ammunition.

Unfortunately the other members of control group Violet have not fared so well. It is suggested that Subjects 1, 4, 5, 6 and 9 be liquidated and the remaining test subjects of control group Violet be reassigned for proper field testing. Mouser appears to be particularly suited towards the theorized Project Kipplan. It is suggested however that if Project Kipplan is authorized; that Mouser be given further reinforcement on training to aid in tracking his actions.

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Mouser couldn't remember how he got into the shadows, or even who he was. Indeed when he initially woke up he had found himself in a dingy apartment with a rather.. interesting assortment of contents. He knew, as he went through all the things that they were his. He didn't know why they were his, or how he'd obtained them, but he knew them intimately. All his weapons were clearly fitted to suit his hands just so. So too had his armour, including the suit of heavy milspec he'd found in a locker in the closet. He'd even found a set of licenses and a SIN claiming he was a Charles McCarthy. However a note next to the SIN information also clearly stated that this had all been faked by his 'friend' as a return for a favour. Who this 'friend' was though he hadn't the slightest damn clue.

He did however have a second message asking him if he was available for a job. It would pay his usual rate and include a sufficiently large initial advance to pay his bills for a few months at least and then some. The message had also been addressed to 'Mouser'. This in turn matched the name stamped upon the shiny chrome plate at the front of a leather collar about his neck. It also seemed to match up with the name of the person addressed in any correspondence that didn't seem to be directed towards the apparently fake identity of 'Charles McCarthy'. It took him some time to go about the apartment though he found himself oddly familiar with everything, and yet not. The contents of the fridge, well stocked as it was with various cheap foods was also unknown to him, yet apparently clearly suited to his personal tastes.

Eventually, without a clue of what else to do, he simply accepted the job.

A year later he was still running the shadows, he'd even managed to finally make a good solid friend in the form of Zack Wilds. A rather.. interesting and colorful character to say the least. However they had worked well together but it had been the first indicator that there was apparently a price on his head. Indeed, that there were several contracts out for him. Why these people wanted him, he had no clue. That his first contact had apparently been friendly at least helped, but he couldn't help but feel a mild sense of paranoia about the whole matter. In the end, he decided there wasn't too much point in worrying about it. The hunters would come, or they would not. If they did, he was prepared, or so he believed.

But now the jobs were drying up, and along with it his money. Money was important, it was important to the metahumans. For some reason it was important to him too. And so eventually, when he called Zack out of desperation for work, Zack had told him he'd do what he could, and like any good friend pulled through a little under a week later. There was a job, he didn't know what it would pay, but it was better than nothing. Doubly so for some one who was a shifter, and as such couldn't legally work anywhere. Indeed in the UCAS he was just an animal with no more rights than some one's pet dog. And so Mouser said he would go.

At least it offered the chance for some excitement...

Name: Taurus
Race: Troll (Minotaur Variant)
Resources: 250,000
Karma:
Lifestyle: Low (1 Month)

Body: 10
Agility: 4 (6)
Reaction: 3 (5)
Strength: 9 (11) [Inate RC 2]
Charisma: 2
Intution: 3
Logic: 3
Willpower: 3
Edge: 1
Essence: 0.425

Qualities:
SINner
Addiction (Mild): Alcohol
Poor Self Control: Thrill Seeker
Lost Loved One: Missing Sister
Records On File: Ares
Made Man: Black Star
Enemy: Ex Boss (Ares Security Team) - Connection 4, Incidence 1

Skills:
Firearms (group): 3 (+1 Enhanced Articulation)
Athletics (group): 1 (+1 Enhanced Articulation)
Close Combat (Group): 1 (+1 Enhanced Articulation)
Infiltration: 6 (+1 Enhanced Articulation)
Perception: 4
First Aid: 2
Heavy Weapons: 3 (+1 Enhanced Articulation)
Dodge: 3 (+1 Enhanced Articulation)
Throwing Weapons: 1 (+1 Enhanced Articulation)
Pilot Ground Craft: 1 (+1 Enhanced Articulation)

Knowledge Skills:
Paranormal Critters: 3
Ares Macrotechnology: 3
Professional: Security Procedures: 3
Chicago Factions: 3
Mafia Politics: 3
Chicago Area: 3

Languages:
English: Native

Cybernetics/Bioware:
Cybereyes R4: (1 Capacity Point Left)
-Smartlink
-Thermographic Vision
-Low-Light Vision
-Vision Magnification
-Vision Enhancement: R3
-Eye Light Systems
-Flare Compensation
-Protective Covers
*Eye Recorder
*Image Link

Cyberears R4: (1 Capacity Point Left)
-Balance Augmenter
-Damper
-Spatial Recognizer
-Select Sound Filter: R4
-Audio Enhancement: R3
-Increased Sensitivity
*Ear Recorder
*Sound Link

Datajack
Enhanced Articulation
Sleep Regulator
Wired Reflexes: R2
Nano-Biomonitor
Muscle Toner: R2
Muscle Augmentation: R2
Ultrasound Sensor
Internal Air Tank

Weapons:
Ruger Super Warhawk: 6P -2AP, SS (6cy), RC0(+2 STR)
-Quick Draw Holster
-Smartgun
-Skinlink
-Lanyard
-Gecko Grip
-Extreme Environment Mod: R1
-Custom Look: R2
-Ammo Skip System
*6x Speed loaders

Ares Alpha: 6P -1AP, SA/BF/FA 42(c), RC8(+2 STR)
-Sling
-Shock Pad (Stock)
-Smartgun
-Gas Vent: R3 (Barrel)
-Extreme Environment Mod 1
-Skinlink
-Chameleon Coating
-Infared Flashlight (Top)
-Weapon Personality
*12x Spare Clips
-Underbarrel Weapon (Grenade Launcher: Damage: As Grenade, SA 6(c))
-Airburst Link
-Chameleon Coating
-Extreme Environment Mod 1
-Firing Selection Change: SA
-Electronic Firing
*1 Spare clip

Combat Axe: (STR/2+4)P -1AP, Reach: 2(+1 Troll)
-Chameleon Coating
-Custom Look: R2
-Personalized Grip: +1
-Gecko Grip

Thrown:
6x Throwing Knives
6x Thermal Smoke Grenades
6x Flash-Bang Grenades

Ammo:
120 EX-EX Heavy Pistol Rounds
510 Regular Rifle Rounds
20 HE Mini-Grenades

Armor:
Chameleon Suit
-Chemical Protection: R3
-Radiation Shielding: R6
-Helmet
-SecureTech PPP: Helmet Liner
-SecureTech PPP: Leg and Arm Casings
-SecureTech PPP: Vitals Protector
-Formfitting Body armour: Full Suit

Commlink:
Transys Avalon
-Novatech Navi
-Skinlink
-Subvocal Microphone
-Skinweb Array
-AR Gloves

Gear:
Sleeping Bag
Geiger Counter
Gecko Tape Gloves
Survival Kit
HAZMAT Suit
Gas Mask
Smart Pack
2x Smart Pouch: Pistol Ammo Pouches
4x Smart Pouch: Rifle Ammo Pouches
2x Smart Pouch: Ration Pouches
2x Smart Canteen
Combat Load Vest
5 Days worth of MREs
Medkit R6
3x Medkit Supplies
Tent
Wire Clippers
Trauma Patch
2x Radiation Film Badge
White Noise Generator: R6
Climbing Gear
Catalyst Stick
300m of Stealth Rope
Tag Eraser

Vehicle:
Thundercloud Contrail: Handling: 3, Accel: 18/36, Speed: 198, Pilot: 3, Body: 6, Armour: 12, Sensor: 1
-Smart Tires
-Anti-Theft R6
-Off-Road Suspension
-Multifuel Engine
-Chameleon Coating
-Engine Customization: Speed
-Pilot Program R3
-Armor (Normal) R12
-Morphing License Plate
-Spoof Chip

Amosis Ladon was a fairly simple boy growing up. Or at least as simple as any Minotaur could ever be considered. Born to a family of Greek origin, yet living in the UCAS he had a somewhat rocky childhood. His father's job required him to move relatively often and his mother picked up what secretarial or other work she could. Eventually after several years they settled down in Toronto. His father settled down into a rather stereotypical bouncer job at a bar while his mother wound up going back to school and eventually becoming an auto mechanic. It was around this time that a long time couple who were good friends of his parents died in a car accident only four years after Amosis was born. With no one left to raise their only child who was at daycare at the time, and with his mother having been chosen as the 'god mother', Trisha Kipplan, age two and a half, was brought into the family fold. But this was made a little.. awkward due to the fact that unlike the rest of the family, Trisha was a human. None the less over the years growing up Trisha and Amosis grew up as any other family, with Amosis winding up in the role of much larger and protective older brother. Something that lead to a number of fights as he was growing up, especially as they were forced to live in a rougher side of town.

Where Amosis had trouble in school, his sister was a polar opposite. She did well, had high marks and the family pinned much hope upon the small girl. Dispite this Amosis was never particularly jealous of Trisha, because dispite everything, and despite all the differences she always made a point to hang out with him time to time, introduce him to her friends, and her natural charisma seemed to help smooth over Amosis' slightly more gruff personality. That is not to say they spent every waking moment together or anything of the sort. Where as Trisha leaned towards academic pursuits, Amosis had a brief brush with running with a local gang, briefly got into sports again but once more, fell out. He always seemed to want something more exciting to do as a living. By the time he was trying to get through college and struggling, he started looking towards joining the UCAS military. Afterall he was big, fit and the military could always use more soldiers in this day and age. However, that would potentially mean having to move far way from friends and family, above all of which was Trisha. And so he eventually wound up working as a bouncer along side his father for a little while before managing to land a low level security position with a local Ares subsidiary.

Meanwhile his sister graduated from University, and went to the start of a potentialy promising career in Parazoology. Snapped up by an Ares recruiter the family on the whole seemed to be slowly turning towards becoming well entrenched in Ares corporate life in some way or another. After a few years Trisha was transfered out to a small research group near Chicago. Given the dangers of the area, and how protective he felt of his little sister, along with their tight relationship over the years, Amosis applied for, and was granted a transfer to a security team closer to his sister, though it pitted him into a much more dangerous situation. The upside was that at least Ares was not about to leave him defenseless or anything in such an area. He'd already picked up a few bits and pieces of cybernetics here and there over the years, but with the transfer came several new upgrades and he eventualy went on to move up the ladder and get into a High Threat Response team, something that rather appealed to Amosis' desire for more action. Still, he always found time to visit his sister and she alike when her work allowed. That's not to say things were all happy for Amosis, his boss, as far as he could ever figure was a closet Humanis sympathizer if not flat out member. He did not like non humans, and he sure as hell did not like having Amosis on his team after he was promoted to replace Amosis's previous boss after she moved up the chain to head up larger security operations for Ares.

It was not uncommon for Amosis to be issued warnings, or to get into borderline arguments with his boss, while many of his team mates sympathized with him, none wanted to come under fire and potential loose their jobs. In the end only Amosis otherwise completely clean record and seniority helped him keep his job. Eventually a sort of uneasy 'truce' was worked out and while neither party was happy at least life could move on.

And then one day, when out doing fieldwork under the supervision of a small security force into some of the more dangerous areas of The Zone. Never a safe place to travel in to begin with.

That was four years ago. Now at the age of 26 Amosis has left all he's known behind and lives amid all the chaos, paranoia and squalor of what was once a proud city. When word finally reached him that Trisha was missing, it had already been a few days. Days turned into weeks. Initially Amosis flat out asked for leave from his job to at least get a chance to go look for his sister but his boss would not allow him to. At every turn his boss would block his requests and at one point made the mistake of trying to twist the knife a little more by telling Amosis he might as well give up and quit because his sister was dead and should just accept it. Amosis in exchange, broke his boss's jaw, grabbed his kit and stormed out, only to promptly strike for the last place he could find out his sister had been located before disappearing. To say that his employment with Ares was promptly terminated would be an understatement. Assault, disobeying orders, going AWOL, theft of company equipment.. there was a long enough list to put Amosis in jail for some time and it was something his Boss promptly tried to capitalize upon to get Amosis thrown in jail.

However, before Amosis was intercepted by a Knight Errant security team to be arrested, they were abruptly called off. Why, remains a mystery, one deepened by the fact that the criminal charges slowly disappeared after a few days. Officially the excuse given was the staunch support of his fellow team mates when investigators at least tried to piece together the events, yet it's never anything that would have fully cleared Amosis of all charges, doubly so given that he was still implanted with a good hundred thousand credits of company property. Who that 'benefactor' was however still has not surfaced. Coupled with this was a tip from an equally unknown source with updated information on the circumstances surrounding his sisters dissaperance, and then after that.. nothing.

Not about to look a gift horse in the mouth however, Amosis slowly worked his way to the last known location, and has since been able to only uncover a few occasional clues here and there as to Trisha's fate. That said, he's still all this time later utterly convinced that his sister is still alive somewhere in Chicago. It's just.. dispite all his looking, he's been unable to find her. None the less he soon grew a reputation for jumping at nearly every potential lead he comes across. However, his search is complicated by the various gangs, factions, threats and just the flat out difficulty finding proper food and shelter in Chicago. However he had one thing many others in the area lacked. Experience, training, decen gear and cybernetics. All of this combined to give him an edge over some of the local competition, though he's had to do his best to make deals here and there, and at the core he's always remained a relatively 'good' person. That said, the devastation and conditions he found in Chicago were.. well. Worse than he'd ever realized.

Couple this with the difficulty of getting food, the fact that money was virtually worthles and he had little to barter but his skills, Amosis did the only thing he figured he could do. He went Mercenary... sort of. Taking the od jobs here and trying to stay out of getting too hooked into any one faction. However in the end the efforts of the Anarchist Black Crescent drew his attention. After all they were a major source of medical supplies in the area and once or twice he'd had to bargain with them directly, or more often one of their affiliates to get medicine in exchange for something else.. which often came in the form of guarding some shipment or helping secure some trade deal. From there he eventually wound up making a few contacts with the Black Star. While he did not share many of their anarchistic beliefs on the whole, he could not argue with some of their other goals aimed at benefiting the outcasts of society as well as the underprivileged. Eventually a loose connection became more and more firm. As time went on he also started to come around to their way of thinking, though he so far remains a somewhat more mild form of anarchist. Still, the jobs pay, in food, shelter and the occasional munitions if nothing else. The downside was, the longer he stayed with the organization the more dependent he became on them.

These days Amosis spends most of his time doing various jobs for the Black Star, largely resigned to, but not entirely having given up on some day finding out what happened to his sister. Meanwhile there are corporate holdings to hit, food, medical and munitions shipments and caches to 'repurpose', favours to do in exchange for favours. Safe houses and medical clinics to help guard and protect against unwanted elements.. and time to time even 'bugs' to hunt down and kill before they can spread further.

Not the best of lives, but it's a living.

Hell now and then he's even able to get word out to his folks, though these days their starting to get rather old for Trolls, and will no doubt have to retire a few years from now. Still, he tends to most of what ever money he gets paid home to his folks, or when he gets a chance actually spends it as soon as possibe on things he can either use, or at least barter for something he does want or need, though if it were not for his fellow Black Star members he'd probably be loosing his shirt at every turn given his poor grasp of the finer points of wheeling and dealing.

Name: Kesslan
Race: Jaguar Shapeshifter
Resources: 100,000
Lifestyle: Low (1 Month)

Street Cred: 8
Notoriety: 0
Karma Earned: 79
Karma Spent: 79

Spoiler:

SINs:
?: Felix Black (R6 Fake)
UCAS: Johnathan Arbuckle (R4 Fake)

Credits: 956240

Licenses:
2x for Custom Colt 2066's (R4)
1x For Custom Ares Desert Strike (R4)
1x For Custom Franchi SPAS-22 (R4)
1x For Custom Thundercloud Contrail (R4)
1x For Chameleon Suit (R4)
1x For Autopicker (R4)

Body: 5
Agility: 7
Reaction: 5[8]
Strength: 4
Charisma: 4
Intuition: 4
Logic: 3
Willpower: 4
Edge: 1
Magic: 5

Qualities/Flaws:
Adept
Poor Self Control: Compulsive (light) [Cleanliness]
Ambidextrous
Dual-Natured
Enhanced Senses: Hearing, Low-Light Vision, Smell
Allergy: Obsidian (Severe)
Vulnerability (Obsidian)
Natural Weapons: Claw/Bite DV STR/2+2 AP: 0
Sapience
Erased

Skills:
Unarmed Combat (Martial Arts): 2 (4)
Blades (Swords): 2 (4)
Influence (Group): 2
Athletics (Group): 1
Dodge: 3
Infiltration (Urban): 2(4)
Longarms (Sniper Rifles): 3(5)
Pistols (Semi Auto): 5(7)
Perception: 2
Shadowing (Tailing): 5(7)
Heavy Weapons (Assault Cannon) 1(3)
Assensing (Aura Reading): 2(4)
Arcana: 1
Intimidation (Mental): 1(3)
Throwing Weapons: 1
Armorer: 1

Knowledge:
Paranormal Critters: 5
Security Procedures: 3
Aztechnology: 5

Languages:
Aztec: Native
English: 4
Japanese: 4

Magic:
Improved Reflexes III
Nimble Fingers
Attribute Boost: Strength 1
Attribute Boost: Agility 1
Attribute Boost: Body 1
Shift (Human)
Regeneration
Grade 1 Initiate: Masking (Solo) (13 Karma)

Weapons:
2x Custom Katana
-Chameleon Coating
-Gecko Grip
-Personalized Grip
-Custom Look: Level 2

2x Custom Colt Government 2066s
-Electronic Firing (Base Model)
-Extreme Environment Mod: Level 1
-Built in Silencer
-Skinlink
-Gecko Grip
-Melee Hardening
-Lanyard
-Weapon Personality
-External Smartgun
*2x Concealable Holsters
*2x Quick-draw Holsters
*2x Hidden Gun Arm Slide
*6x Spare Magazines

PSK-3 :
*Ceramic/Plassteel Components R3
*Smartgun
*Skinlink
*Weapon Personality
*4 Spare Magazines

Custom Ares Desert Strike
-Extreme Environment Mod: Level 1 (Base Model)
-Shock Pad (Base Model)
-Imaging Scope (Base Model: Top rail Mount)
-Chameleon Coating
-Silencer (Built IN)
-Easy Breakdown: Manual
-Custom Look: Level 2
-Smartgun System: External (Under barrel Mount)
-Weapon Personality
-Sling
*8x Spare Magazines

Barret Model 121
*Electronic Firing
*Easy Breakdown: Manual
*Extreme Environment Mod R1
*Skinlink
*Custom Look Level 2
*Weapon Personality
*Sling
*Integral Silencer
*Smartlink
*Folding Bipod
*10 Spare Magazines

Custom Franchi SPAS-22
-Smartgun: Internal (Base Model)
-Shock Pad: (Base Model)
-Electronic Firing
-Chameleon Coating
-Custom Look: Level 2
-Skinlink
-Weapon Personality
-Gas Vent 3 (Barrel Mount)
-Sling
-Foregrip (Under barrel Mount)
-Flashlight: Low-Light (Top Rail Mount)

Explosives:
10 HE Grenades
10 Flashbang Grenades
10 Thermal Smoke Grenades

Ammunition:
Sniper Rifle:
260 EX-EX
420 Gel
280 APDS
280 Subsonic

Heavy Pistol:
260 Stick-n-shock
80 HI-C Plastic
380 APDS
150 Subsonic

Shotgun:
100 Gel Rounds
100 APDS
100 Shock-Lock

Armor:
Chameleon Suit
-R6 Thermal Damping
-Helmet
-SecureTech PPP Leg and Arm Casings
-SecureTech PPP Helmet Lining
-SecureTech PPP Vitals Protector

Urban Explorer Jumpsuit

Formfitting Body armor Full Suit
-Chemresitance R6
-Fire resistance R3

Executive suit long jacket
Executive Suit Plain Shirt
Executive Suit Trousers
Synergist Suit Jacket
Synergist Slacks
Synergist High-Collar Shirt
Synergist Longcoat

Heavy Military Armor
*Full Body Armor Chemical Seal
*Full Body Armor Environmental Adaptation
*Thermal Damping R6
*Ruthinium Polymer Coating
*Mobility Upgrade R3
*Strength Upgrade R3
*Quick Release
*Magnetic System
*Radiation Shielding R6
*Fire Resitance R6
*Nonconductivity R3
+Military Helmet
*R6 Comlink
*Vision Enhancement R3
*Magnification
*Audio Enhancement R3
*Select Sound Filter R3
*Spatial Recognizer

Bike Armour: 4/7
-Biomonitor (1)
-Fire Resist R6 (2)
-Chemical Seal (3) (Includes 1hr air tank)
+Bike Armour Helmet: 1/2
-Surround Sound
-Flare Comp
-Image Link
-Flashlight


Gear:
Contacts R3
-Image Link
-Flare Compensation
-Vision Magnification

Contacts R3
-Image Link
-Smartlink
-Flare Compensation

Glasses R2
-Vision Enhancement R3
-Vistion Magnification

Earbuds:
-Spatial Recognizer
-Select Sound Filter: R3
-Audio Enhancement: R3

Commlinks and Accessories:
Transys Avalon (Public Comlink)
-Novatech Navi
-Skinlink
-Sim Module
-FTL Matrixware Power Suite
-Virtual Music

Farlight Caliban (Hidden Comlink)
-Custom R6 OS (R6 Viral Resistance, Crash Guard)
-Custom R6 Firewall (R6 Viral Resistance, Crash Guard)
-Skinlink
-Sim Module
-Virtual Music
-R6 Analyze (Ergonomic, R6 Viral Resistance), R6 Browse (Ergonomic, R6 Viral Resistance) R6 Edit (R6 Viral Resistance), R6 Encrypt (Crashguard, Ergonomic, R6 Viral Resistance), R6 Scan (R6 Viral Resistance), R6 Command (R6 Viral Resistance), R6 Purge (Crashguard 300, R6 Viral Resistance), R6 Reality Filter (Ergonic, Crashguard, R6 Viral Resistance)

Trodes
Nanopaste Trodes (1 Container)
Subvocal Microphone
Virtual Surround Music
AR Gloves
Electronic paper
Holo Projector

Combat Load Vest
Smart Canteen
Smart Pack
2x Smart Pouch System: Ration
2x Smart Pouch System: Pistol Magazines
4x Smart Pouch System: Sniper Rifle Magazines
2x Smart Pouch System: Shotgun Ammo Pouch
Gas Mask
White Noise Generator: R6
Autopicker: R6
Maglock Passkey R6
Sequencer R6
Gecko Tape Gloves
Climbing Gear
Tag Eraser
Spyball
False Bottom Attache Case

Vehicles:
Custom Thundercloud Contrail: Handling: 1, Accel: 24/48, Speed: 216, Pilot: 1, Body: 6, Armor: 4, Sensor: 1
-Morphing License Plate
-Spoof Chip
-Runflat Tires
-Chameleon Coating
-Multifuel Engine
-Engine Customization: Speed
-Engine Customization: Acceleration
-Anti-theft: R4
-Pimped Ride: Level 2

It is said by some that we come from Tepeyollotl, a god in our form, and closely tied to the earth. It is for this reason some say that unlike others, Obsidian is our bane. In many ways however Metahumanity has been far worse.

I was born in the jungles of South America, and yet it is now the jungles of concrete, steel and glass that I call home. Indeed it is more of a home to me these days, than any real jungle I've known I've spent so much time in these 'cities'. Yet I've so much left to learn. I do not understand why Metahumans value 'money' so much, though I see it has some merit. I understand the concept of trade, but I do not fully understand their so called 'law'. None the less, I've come to understand some of it, and more so come to value much of this 'technology' of theirs.

Most of it is cold, dead and ugly, yet some of it is sleek, smooth and appealing. It is these latter things I covet most. One must always look their best after all, even when hunted. That part however, takes further explanation. I was very young when I was.. discovered. Perhaps only a year or two old at the time by Metahuman counting. Younger at least than I am now, though by most standards of these people I am not very old at all. Certainly however, I am no longer so.. naive as I once was, though I am perhaps still a little impulsive. It is the beast within that calls. It is the beast that I am that rules.

Yet I've had to learn to hide what I am from these Metahumans. When I was found it was by men belonging to what I have come to know as Aztechnology. I'm.. not clear on what it is. A 'Country' or 'Company' or both? These things I still do not fully understand. The way some act there is no difference to my view of things. It was this Aztechnology that helped me chose a name, so that others would know who I am. It was they that gave me something called a 'SIN'. So that others could tell me apart in their jungles of steel and glass and concrete.

So too did they spend several years teaching me things, offering me things. In exchange I would perform certain tasks. Hunt. Kill. Protect. Take. These metahumans seem to often call taking 'stealing', though it is the place of the strong to take from the weak is it not? Perhaps not. I.. still do not fully understand this concept. They treated me well, for the most part. In time I met others of my kind, though it seems we are still.. uncommon. We are not mere animals, yet we are not Metahuman. We are.. what we are. Alive, thinking. 'Sentient' is a word I have learned. Yet not all Metahumans see us as such.

So too did I learn having an 'identity' did not stop one from being something else. Something Metahumans call a 'slave'. If I did not do the bidding of 'the company' I would be punished. If I did well I was usually rewarded. To me this at first simply seemed as a 'fair trade'. Yet in time I learned to tell the difference. To tell when I was being treated fairly and when I was being used. And so I learned of another thing. A thing Metahumans call 'hate'.

There was one, he did not treat me well. He treated me as an animal where others would treat me as an equal, or at least as something more than just.. a thing. There is a chain. There is a leader and there are followers. This I understand. This is natural. But when one pushes too far one simply fights to prove who is better. Sometimes, one kills the other to become the dominant one.

But this is not the Metahuman way some claim. It is.. not done. Yet I have been paid many times to do this for others. To spill blood for them. To kill or hurt. Even 'The Company' had me do these things. Yet they did not understand when this one who treated me not well was slain. They did not understand why this too should be acceptable.

And so, I simply left.

'The Company' this.. 'Aztechnology' did not like this. They send, time to time, others to do their bidding. They brand me something called a 'Criminal'. One who has done 'wrong' and 'broken the law'. These men, these women. These.. things. They come to capture me. Never seem to wish to kill. I belive the company wishes to have me back. To force me to do once again as they bid. But I do not wish this.

I wish to be free.

I wish to do as I want.

I wish to make my own place in the world.

But I have so much to learn. So much to experience. I have only recently 'entered the shadows' as some have termed it. I am new. I am.. different. I do not know many others outside of 'The Company' and I do not wish to speak to those of 'The Company'. Yet I am not certain who I should talk to. Who I should not. And so I must.. try to find my own way in these jungles of concrete, glass and steel. To find my place among these 'Metahumans'. Many of whom fear what I am. Do not understand that I am... intelligent. That I am smart. That I am not just an animal.

Perhaps I will live and they will some day learn. Or I will die. Yet I wish to at least die free.

I do not wish to be a slave anymore.

Name: Samuel Novas
Alias: Broken Sentinel
Metatype: Elf
Resources: 250k
Lifestyle: Medium (1 Month)

Body: 4
Agility: 6[8]
Reaction: 4[6]
Strength: 3[5]
Charisma: 3
Intuition: 3
Logic: 5
Willpower: 3
Edge: 1
Essence: 1.725

Qualities/Flaws:
Ambidextrous
Natural Low-Light Vision
Erased (Slow)
Restricted Gear (1 Piece)
SINer (Criminal): Samual Novas, UCAS.
Records on File (UCAS military)
Wanted

Contacts:
Jagged Note: Military Hacker, Loyalty: 3, Connections: 3

Active Skills:
Athletics (Group): 1
Firearms (Group): 4
Chemistry: 3
Heavy Weapons: 3
Perception: 1
Infiltration: 2
Dodge: 1
Armourer: 3
Demolitions: 6
Etiquette: 1
Thrown Weapons: 1

Knowledge Skills:
Military: 4
Security Procedures: 3
Trap Setting: 4
Paranormal Critters: 3
Street Drugs: 3

Languages:
English: Native
Japanese: 3
Sign Language: 4

SINs/Licenses:
Real (CRIMINAL):
Fake R4: Tom Hayes, UCAS
-Licenses R4 (9 total): Light Milspec Armour, Drivers License, Ruger Thunderbolts (2), Ares Desert Strike, Stoner-Ares M202, Private Security Contractor, Commercial Demolitions Permit, Desktop Forge Permit, Chameleon Coating Permit, Hand Grenade Permit.

Cybernetics/Bioware:
Cyberears R2:
*Ear Recorder
*Sound Link
-Audio Enhancement R3
-Damper
-Balance Augmenter

Datajack
Smartlink
Vision Enhancement R3
Vision Magnification
Image Link
Sleep Regulator
Wired Reflexes II
Muscle Toner R2
Muscle Augmentation R2

Weapons:
Ceramic Knife

(2x) Ruger Thunderbolt Smartguns
*Smartlink
-Melee Hardening
-Extreme Environment Mod L1
-Electronic Firing
-Skinlink
-Gecko Grip
-Gas Vent R3 (Barrel Mount)
-Quick Draw Holster
12 spare Magazines

Ares Desert Strike
*Extreme Environment L1
*Barrel Extension
*Shock Pad
*Imaging Scope
-Chameleon Coating
-Built in Silencer
-Electronic Firing
-Smartgun System (External, Barrel Mount)
-Sling
12 Spare Magazines

Stoner-Ares M202
-Ammo Skip System
-Chameleon Coating
-Electronic Firing
-Extreme Environment Mod L1
-Smartgun System (External, Top Mount)
-Sling
-Foregrip
-Shock Pad
-Gas Vent R3 (Barrel Mount)
7 Spare Magazines

Ammunition:
400 rounds (Regular) for Stoner-Ares
140 Rounds (EX-EX) for Sniper Rifle
240 Rounds (Regular) for Heavy Pistol
10 Throwing Knives

Explosives:
6 Thermal Smoke Grenades
6 Flash Bangs
6 HE Grenades
3 lbs of R6 Foam Explosive
2 Detonator Caps

Armor:
Formfitting Full Body Suit

Light Military Armor:
-Mobility Upgrade R1
-Thermal Damping R6
-Ruthenium Polymer Coating
-Full Body Armor Chemical Seal
-Military Helmet (R6 comlink)
-Quick Release

Comlink:
Transys Avalon
-Novatech Navi OS
-Analyze R6
-Browse R6
-Edit R6
-Command R6
-Skinlink
-Sim Module
-Subvocal Microphone
-Virtual Surround Music

Gear:
Small Desktop Forge
Weapons Tool Kit
Chemistry Tool Kit
Weapons Shop
Tag Eraser
Smart Pack
Smart Canteen
2x Smart Ration Pouch
4x Heavy Pistol Ammo Smart Pouch
4x Sniper Rifle Ammo Smart Pouch
4x MG Ammo Smart Pouch
White Noise Generator R6

Vehicles:
Hyundai Shyn Hyung
-Morphing License Plate
-Spoof Chip
-Chameleon Coating
-Run Flat Tires
-Anti-Theft R4

Like others, Sentinel's descent into the shadows began with Crash 2.0. In his case however, he wasn't rendered SINless, but he was as much a victim as anyone. Crash 2.0 heralded the coup attempt by the New Revolution. One that ended almost as quickly as it began when loyalist forces fought back against their traitor brethren. Sentinel was among those soldiers that day. Though in his case he had been fighting more than just the New Revolution, he'd also been fighting a lingering drug addiction. This had heralded something far darker however. A counter coup, one that was entirely successful. The forces behind it quickly set to work silencing those that knew the truth or were in any way shape or form connected to it. Sentinel just kind of got caught in the middle when a long time high school friend of his wound up dead over it and he'd started asking one too many questions.

So the next thing he knew, he was under arrest on trumped up charges for the murder of the very same friend. He'd made a pretty good scapegoat for the killing too. After all he was a soldier who'd fallen apart under stress. He'd cracked, turned to drugs and just happened to have the right kind of knowledge to rig up the explosive device that killed his friend. Hell he even had easy access to all the materials which clearly came from a UCAS military storehouse on his base. He'd have likely died in prison were it not for a few other friends of his who'd started digging into the deaths as well and some soon realized the truth of the matter. That he'd been setup and was going to face the firing squad over it. So a few of them, lead by another friend of his, a UCAS Military hacker by the alias of Jagged Note broke him out in a raid that was setup to look like it was done by elements of the New Revolution. That at least offered a reasonable enough cover for the operation but it only added a further charge of Treason to Sentinel's rap sheet.

Furbished with a new SIN to hide under and able to make off with his issued equipment stolen out of lockup Sentinel went to ground and Jagged Note managed to cover Sentinel's tracks well enough that after a few years the UCAS military gave up actively looking for him. But that didn't erase the rather decent bounty they'd placed on his head. After all, it just wouldn't do to let a traitor and murder get away with it, not to mention one hooked on drugs and who'd stolen military grade equipment, all of which was highly illegal. So now Sentinel goes about trying to make himself a new life. He'd managed to clean up, kick the drug habit and stay out of the reach of the people who'd set him up. Now he seeks to clear his name, but has no idea how to go about doing it. And with no other way to pay the bills, and with all the skills needed to become an effective runner, he soon fell into the shadows, likely to never emerge again in the public spotlight.

Unless some one finds him.

Name: Trevor Deitrich
Alias: Ebb


Lifestyle: Medium

Resources: 250k (50BP)

Stats: 200bp
Body: 3
Agility: 5
Reaction: 4 [6]
Strength: 3
Charisma: 2
Intuition: 3
Logic: 5
Willpower: 3
Edge: 2
Imitative Passes: 2


Qualities (20 BP):
Trust Fund: Medium Lifestyle
Juryrigger

Flaws (-35 BP):
SINner
Records on File: Draco Foundation
Poor Self Control: Thrill Seeker
Poor Self Control: Tech junkie, specifically for drones and vehicles.
Wanted: Pissed off some one high up in the underground bike racing circuit. Possible Mafia or Yakuza connections.

Active Skills:
Electronics (Group): 3
Electronic Warfare: 3
Perception: 2
Mechanic (Group): 3
Armorer: 3
Pistols: 3
Longarms: 2
Pilot Aircraft: 4
Pilot Groundcraft: 4
Pilot Anthroform: 4

Knowledge Skills:
Club music: 3
Street Drugs: 3
Sports: 4
Safe Houses: 3
Motorcycle Mechanics: 4
Engineering: 4

Languages:
English: Native
Japanese: 3

Cyberware/Bioware:
Control Rig
Datajack
Nanohive R1
-Control Rig Booster R3
Wired Reflexes R1
Enhanced Articulation
Reaction Enhancers R1
Cybereyes R4:
-Flare Compesation
-Low-Light Vision
-Smartlink
-Thermographic Vision
-Vision Enhancement R3
-Vision Magnification
-Microscopic Vision
Cyberears R2
-Audio Enhancement R3
-Damper
-Spatial Recognizer
-Increased Sensitivity

Vehicles/Drones:

Modified Thundercloud Contrail: +1 Handling, Accel: 20/40, Speed: 216, Pilot: 3, Body: 6, Armor: 4, Sensor: 1
-Pilot R3
-Runflat Tires
-Motorcycle Gyro Stabalization
-Rigger Adaptation
-Chameleon Coating
-Engine Customization: Speed
-Oil Slick Sprayer
-Smoke Projector
-Nitros Injection
-Pimped Ride R2
-Autosoft: Defence 3
-Autosoft: Maneuver 3
-Autosoft: Clearsight 3

S-B Microskimmer: +1 Hand, 2/10 Accel, Speed 10, Pilot 3, Body/Armor 0, Sensor 1
-Autosoft: Clearsight 3

MCT Fly-Spy 1: +1 Hand, 3/15 Accel, 15 Speed, Pilot 3, Body 1, Armor 0, Sensor 2
-Improved Takeoff and Landing Level 2
-Gecko Tips
-Autosoft: Manuever 3
-Autosoft: Clearsight 3

MCT Fly-Spy 2: +1 Hand, 3/15 Accel, 15 Speed, Pilot 3, Body 1, Armor 0, Sensor 2
-Improved Takeoff and Landing Level 2
-Gecko Tips
-Retrans Unit
-Chameleon Coating
-ECCM 3
-Autosoft: Manuever 3
-Autosoft: Clearsight 3
-Autosoft: Defence 3
-Autosoft: Chaser 3
-Autosoft: Trailblazer 3
-Autosoft: Covert Ops 3

2x Cyberspace Designs Dragonfly (Drone HK variant): +1 Hand, 3/15 Accel, Speed 30, Pilot 3: Body/Armor 1, Sensor 2
-Improved Takeoff and Landing Level 2
-Gecko Tips
-Fuzzy Logic
-Chameleon Coating
-ECCM 3
-Autosoft: Manuever 3
-Autosoft: Clearsight 3
-Autosoft: Defence 3
-Autosoft: Targeting 4
-Autosoft: Covert Ops 3
-Autosoft: Adaptability 3

Weapons:
Ceramic Knife
-Customized Grip

Ares Predator IV: Conceal 0, RC: 1, AP -1, SA, 15(c)
-Smartgun
-Electronic Firing
-Extreme Environment Mod 1
-Skinlink
-Melee Hardening
-Quickdraw Holster
-3x Spare Clips
*150 Regular Rounds
*90 Gel Rounds

Franchi Spas-22: Conceal 2, RC: 7, AP -1, SA/BF, 10(m)
-Smartgun
-Chameleon Coating
-Extreme Environment Mod 1
-Melee Hardening
-Electronic Firing
*Shock Pad
*Gas Vent R3 (Barrel)
*Sling
*Foregrip
*40 Gel Rounds
*50 Regular rounds

Commlink:
Transys Avalon
-System 5, Firewall 5
-Sim Module modified for BTL/HS
-Skinlink
-Subvocal Microphone
-Common Use: Analyze 5, Browse 5, Command 5, Encrypt 5, Scan 5, Reality Filter 5, Purge 5
-Hacking: Biofeedback Filter 5, ECCM 5, Stealth 5
-Autosofts: Clearsight 4, Defense 4, Electronic Warfare 4, Maneuver Ground Craft 4, Maneuver Anthroform 4, Maneuver Aircraft 4, Targeting Heavy Weapons 4, Targeting Automatics 4, Covert Ops 4, Chaser 4,
-Surround Music

Armour:
Form Fitting Full Body Suit
Securetech PP Forearm Guards
Securetech PP Shin Guards
Biofabrics
Globetrotter Light Armour Clothing
-Globetrotter Massaging Liners
Bike racing Armour
-Bike Racing Helmet
Form Fitting Shirt

Gear:
Vehicle Tool Kit
Drone Tool Kit
Armorer Tool Kit
White Noise Generator R6
Smart Pack
Smart Canteen
2x Smart Ration Pouch
2x Smart Ammo Pouch (Pistol)
2x Smart Ammo Pouch (Shotgun)
Combat Load Vest

Contacts:
Dreen-man (Fixer) L2/C3

Trevor was in some ways one of the lucky few in the sixth world, he grew up never knowing his father, and his mother passed away in a car accident when he was 12. However, around this time his father supposedly was the one that set him up with a trust fund through the Draco Foundation which continues to administer the specifics of his trust fund. Under it he's not really ever really wanted for anything. It pays for a good apartment, decent food and even leaves him with a reasonable stipend each month to spend as he pleases. As such he was also afforded decent education and spent much of his time sticking his nose into machines. He never really questioned why, as a younger child he was always taking apart things and by age 6 had already started disassembling (Much to his mothers dismay one day) the household cleaning drones. It wasn't much longer before he started to pick up the basics of actually putting them back together again. A few years later he was soon throwing together a few basic home made upgrades and moved on to other things.

At the age of 16 he started getting into motorcycles and by age 18 became a regular at some of the lower key bike racing circuits. By age 20 he was starting to develop a decent reputation as a street racer in the more serious circuits when a confrontation one night with another racer lead to a bar brawl. That only caused things to escalate further and further until recently he found himself on the business end of a gun. Fortunately for him he managed to get away with only minor injuries but decided it was perhaps time to start considering retiring from the circuit before he got himself killed. Still, he's had a hard time trying to keep himself away. In the meantime while he'd slowly started building up a friendly connection with Draco Foundation and even doing some odd jobs on the side for them when ever he wanted extra cash for a project, he was never really happy working as a wage slave. He preferred the ideal of living the fast life and soon took to looking for quick high payout jobs, thus leaving him free to party, race or hang out as he pleased.

It's only very recently that his technical skills brought him to the attention of the fixer known as Dreen-Man. He soon enough proved to be a competent technician and a relatively decent (and at the very least, well equipped) rigger. Still, while he holds a fair chunk of potential to become great, he's got a long way to go before he can be truly molded into a proper runner.

Mouser 2.0 - 475 BP

Alias: Mouser
Name: Mouser
Resources: 25000 (5 bp)
Lifestyle: Low (1 Month)

Body: 6
Agility: 7
Reaction: 6(9)
Strength: 4
Charisma: 4
Intuition: 4
Logic: 2
Willpower: 3
Edge: 1
Magic: 5

Positive Qualities: (20 BP)
Ambidexterous
Adept
Krav Maga L4: Ready weapon becomes a Free action, +1 on Called shots to Disarm, Take aim becomes a free action, Ranged Attacker in Melee combat penalty reduced by 1
Racial Shapeshift: Human
Racial: Regeneration: P296 SR4A
Racial: Sapience
Racial (Natural form only): Claw/Bite DV: STR/2+2, AP: 0
Racial Improved Sense: Hearing
Racial Improved Sense: Low-Light Vision
Racial Improved Sense: Smell
Racial: Dual-Natured: Exists on and sees both physical and astral realm simultaneously. Can not be turned off. Does not suffer the usual -2 penalty for interacting with the physical realm while perceiving astral space.

Manuevers: 16 BP
Focus Will
Kick Attack
Disarm
Two Weapon Style
Clinch
Ground Fighting
Multi-Strike
Set-Up

Flaws: (-35 BP)
Poor Self Control: Thrill Seeker (-5)
Poor Self Control: Combat Monster (-5)
Poor Self Control - Light Compulsion: Cleanliness (-5)
Poor Self Control - Severe Compulsion: Character has been mentally conditioned to follow out orders when name and command phrase is used. Cannot be used to cause the character to knowingly betray Knight Errant, Commit Suicide or anything the GM would deem inappropriate. (-15)
Scorched (-5)
Racial Weakness Severe Allergy: Obsidian - Weapons made of Obsidian have +4 DV vs character. Obsidian does 1 point of physical damage per minute of contact with the character.
Racial Vulnerability: Obsidian

GM enforced Flaws (No BP)
Dayjob R3
Records on File: Knight Errant

Active Skills:
Athletics (Group): 1
-Running
-Swimming
-Gymnastics
-Climbing
Stealth (Group): 1
-Infiltration
-Disguise
-Shadowing
-Palming
Close Combat (Group): 4
-Blades
-Unarmed Combat
-Clubs
Pistols: 3
Pilot Ground Craft: 3
Perception: 2
Computer: 1
Armourer: 1
Etiquette (Police): 1(3)
Dodge: 4
Throwing Weapons: 1
Assensing: 1
Astral Combat: 6

Knowledge Skills:
-Professional: Law 3
-Professional: Police Tactics 3
-Professional: Police Procedures 3
-Academic: Paranormal Critters: 3
-Academic: Spirits: 3

Languages:
English: N
Japanese: 2
Chinese: 1

Adept Powers:
Improved Reflexes III - Adept Geas: Talisman (See Collar)
Wall Running - Adept Geas: Talisman (See Collar)
Missile Parry 1
Attribute Boost: Agility 1
Attribute Boost: Body 1
Attribute Boost: Strength 1
Sustenance

Talisman:
A remote activated shock collar made of real leather, fastened with a locking orchalium plated buckle and featuring a silver plated name plate with the name 'Mouser' stamped in bold lettering. One of Mouser's handlers typically has the encrypted signal remote control, just in case.

Issued Gear:
-Ares Predator IV
-Defiance EX Shocker
-Flash-pak
-Armor Vest
-Metal Restraints (IE handcuffs)
-Novatech Airware commlink w/ Iris Orb OS
-Subvocal microphone
-DocWagon Gold package

Personal Weapons:
7x Throwing Knives
Katana - R4 Weapon Focus
-Personalized Grip
-Gecko Grip
-Chameleon Coating
-Custom Look L2

Personal Armor:
Full Body Armor:
-Helmet
-Chemical Seal
-Thermal Damping R6
-Nonconductivity R6
-Fire Resistance R6

Personal Gear:
Gas mask
Contact Lenses:
-Image Link
-Smart Link
-Flare Compensation
Glasses:
-Vision Enhancement R3
-Vision Magnification
Earbuds:
-Audio Enhancement R3
-Select Sound Filter R3
-Spatial Recognizer

Personal Comlink/Accessories:
Trodes
Nanopaste Trodes
AR Gloves
Sim Module
Skinlink module
Virtual Surround Music

Contacts (8 Free Points)
Garrus - Knight Errant Hacker: Loyalty 5, Connection: 3

Metatype: Jaguar Shapeshifter
Name/Handle: Mouser (Version 3)
Resources: 4BP +2b granted from GM

Lifestyle: Low (1 month)

Body: 4
Agility: 7
Reaction: 6(9)
Strength: 6
Charisma: 4
Intuition: 3
Logic: 3
Willpower: 3
Edge: 1
Essence: 6
Magic: 5
Initiative Passes: 4

Positive Qualities
Ambidextrous
Adept
Muay Thai L4: +2 DV on Unarmed Combat, +1 Full Parry, +1 Defence against Unarmed Attacks
Erased (Slow)
Racial Shapeshift: Human
Racial: Regeneration: P296 SR4A
Racial: Sapience
Racial (Natural form only): Claw/Bite DV: STR/2+2, AP: 0
Racial Improved Sense: Hearing
Racial Improved Sense: Low-Light Vision
Racial Improved Sense: Smell
Racial: Dual-Natured: Exists on and sees both physical and astral realm simultaneously. Can not be turned off. Does not suffer the usual -2 penalty for interacting with the physical realm while perceiving astral space.

Manoeuvres:
Iaijutsu
Break Weapon
Finishing Move
Ground Fighting
Riposte
Kick Attack
Sweep
Set-Up

Flaws:
Poor Self Control: Combat Monster
Amnesia (Partial)
Records on File: Saeder-Krupp.
Signature: Compelled to leave behind a small toy mouse.
Racial Weakness Severe Allergy: Obsidian - Weapons made of Obsidian have +4 DV vs character. Obsidian does 1 point of physical damage per minute of contact with the character.
Racial Vulnerability: Obsidian

Adept Powers:
Improved Reflexes III - Adept Geas: Talisman (See Collar)
Wall Running - Adept Geas: Talisman (See Collar)
Missile Mastery - Adept Geas: Talisman (See Collar)
Killing Hands

Talisman:
A collar made of real leather, fastened with a locking orchalium plated buckle and featuring a silver plated name plate with the name 'Mouser' stamped in bold lettering. Mouser's corp issued collar also happens to have a deltaware level hidden remote activated tracking device and shock collar option on a specific encrypted frequency (All relative frequencies are R6). It's existence and control codes are presently only known to Saeder-Krupp.

Active Skills:
Throwing Weapons: 1
Unarmed Combat: 6
Assensing: 1
Athletics (Group): 1
Infiltration: 3
Shadowing: 2
Perception: 2
Dodge: 2

Languages:
English: Native
Aztec: 3

Knowledge Skills:
Paranormal Critters: 3
Security Procedures: 3
Hunting Rodents: 3
Club Music: 3
Saeder-Krupp: 3

SINS:
R4 Fake SIN (4000)

Weapons:
4x Thermal Smoke Grenades 140
10x Flash-Bang grenade 300
6x HE Grenade 210
10x CS/Tear gas grenades 400
20x Shuriken 600
34x Throwing Knives 680
Shock Glove: 200
Walther Secura: Built in silencer, Laser Sight, Melee Hardening, Environmental mod L1, Concealable Holster

Ammunition:
120 Subsonic Rounds (Heavy Pistol)
120 Gel rounds (Heavy Pistol)

Armour:
Armour Jacket Jacket: 5/3 900
Combat Boots, Full Height: 1/1 275
Form-Fitting Body Armour: 4/1 2000
Forearm Guards 0/1 250
Standard motorcycle Helmet 0/1 200
-Respirator 500

Armour: 8(10)/7

Gear:
Earplug Telephone: 100
Pocket Secretary: 2000
Backpack: 250
Talisman: Collar
Respirator R6 600
Micro-Transceiver R6 1200
Rappelling gloves 25
Sunglasses 25
Wire Clippers 25
R6 Autopicker 1200
Subvocal microphone 50
Voice Mask 500
White Noise Generator R6 300
50 plastic restraints 5
Climbing Gear 200
Catalyst Stick 120
200m stealth rope 170
Glass Cutter 10
Gas Mask 100
Combat Load Vest 300
Maglock Passkey R4 8000
Canteen 5

Mouser's Background Slot

(((In Progress)))

Thought Mouser could no longer remember it save perhaps in snippets that time to time surfaced in his dreams, there had been a time when he'd been actually happy. Things had been... simple. He'd never known his parents growing up however, as he'd grown up in captivity, but it had been a caring and nurturing one, at least initially. He'd had people to play with and to care for and feed him, though as he'd grown the playtime had soon turned to.. something else and he'd soon learned he wasn't really free to do as he pleased and sometimes those revelations were met with painful lessons indeed. Still, he'd never really thought to question the whole thing too much, it just wasn't his way and so he'd never actually been too bitter about the whole experience of growing up as part of some grand experiment he didn't even understand. What he'd not known of course was that there were other factors playing into keeping him that way, keeping him from questioning everything he was told to do by his handlers. Still, he couldn't help but question what was being done to some of the others he was with. While it was difficult to implant a shifter with cybernetics it could be done, though not without some unwanted side effects and the interfaces were not really understood too well this early on. As a result others were...

Broken.

He'd been spared the attempts to implant however, as they'd chosen him and a few others for a different path of experiment. Shifters were still rare and hard to find after all and a program designed to turn them into controllable, highly intelligent guard animals was both expensive and difficult to find subjects for. One could breed in captivity to an extent but even with shifters the results were varied, and even under the best of conditions it didn't always work out. Mouser had been one of the few successes in that area so far and as a result had grown up never knowing the jungles of his homeland. He'd only ever known the facility he'd grown up in and a few of the other shifters about. He didn't even know his parents, though that honestly didn't matter in the slightest to him. Things were.. different to a shifter than to a metahuman. There never was that burning need to find out who his parents were, it's not like they'd have kept him around long in the wild either so he was already well set to cope without. Being that his handlers were able to start training him from a young age it also meant that they had a subject that was far easier to mould into what they wanted.

Still, mental reprogramming was still a field not yet fully understood amongst metahumans and entirely new when dealing with the likes of awakened species, even if they could turn into something that looked human.

Metatype: Ork
Name/Handle: Doc Saw. Oradro Yekeva
Resources: 50bp - 500 BP Build (Ork race -10 BP Cost)
Lifestyle: Medium (Permanent: Trust fund)

Body: 6
Agility: 5(7)
Reaction: 4(6)
Strength: 4(6)
Charisma: 3
Intuition: 4
Logic: 4(6)
Willpower: 3
Edge: 5
Essence: 1.075

Qualities:
SINer
Trust Fund: Medium Lifestyle
Addiction (Mild): Alcohol
Media Junkie: Mild (Focus largely on medical research etc)
Black Market Pipeline: Medical related (Cybernetics, Bioware, Organs etc)
Poor Self Control: Compulsive (Light: Cleanliness)
Bad Reputation (Rumoured to be involved with organlegging and related activities)

Active Skills:
Biotech: 4
Influence: 1
Athletics: 3
Dodge: 4
Perception: 4
Infiltration: 3
Unarmed Combat: 3
Pilot Ground Craft: 3
Chemistry: 6
Firearms: 3
Palming: 1

Languages:
English: Native
Or'zet: 4(6)

Knowledge Skills:
Street Drugs: 4(6)
Biology: 6(Cool
Chemistry: 4(6)
Medical Companies: 3(5)
Security Procedures: 3(5)

Contacts:
Vinnie: Medical Fixer (Black Market Pipeline): Loyalty 5, Connections: 4

Augmentations:
Cybereyes R4:
-Microscopic Vision
-Flare Compensation
-Smartlink
-Vision Enhancement R3
-Vision Magnification
-Low-Light Vision
-Thermographic Vision

Cyberears R3:
-Audio Enhancement R3
-Balance Augmenter
-Damper
-Spatial Recognizer
-Select Sound Filter R1
-Increased Sensitivity

Datajack
Nanohive R1
-Neural Amplifier: Limbic R1
Wired Reflexes II (Alpha Grade)
Muscle Toner R2
Muscle Augmentation R2
Mnemonic Enhancer R2
Cerebral Booster R2
Sleep Regulator

Weapons:
Ceramic Knife: Personalized Grip
Ruger Thunderbolt: Smartgun, Electronic Firing, Skinlink, Extreme Environment Mod L1, Melee Hardening, Gecko Grip, Quickdraw holster
Nitama Optimum II: Smartgun, Underbarrel Weapon Shotgun (With Electronic Firing), Electronic Firing, Gecko Grip, Skinlink, Chameleon Coating, Shock Pad, Sling, Gas Vent R3 (Barrel)

Ammunition:
20 Shock Lock Rounds (Shotgun)
600 Regular Rounds (Assault Rifle)
120 Regular Rounds (Heavy Pistol)

Vehicle:
GAZ P-179: Multifuel Engine, Morphing License Plate, Spoof Chip

Identification:
Fake SIN R4
9 Fake Licenses R4: Medical Clinic Operation Permit, Smarguns, EX-EX Ammunition, Ruger Thunderbolt, Nitama Optimum II, Chemistry Shop Permit, Private Security Licence, Driver's Permit, Permit for Implants.

Lifestyle Breakdown:
Comforts: Low
Entertainment: Middle
The Necessities: Middle
Security: High
Workplace, Rough Neighbourhood, Worse Neighbours, Concerned Neighbours (Mixed the two as tying in some of the added security with an Ork gang that, in exchange for cheap/free medical care, helps secure his clinic/home)

Armour:
Formfitting Body armor: 6/2 (Counts as 3/1)
Globe Trotter Camouflage Jacket 6/4
SecureTech Forearm Guards 0/1
SecureTech Vitals Protector 1/1
SecureTech Leg and Arm Casings 1/1
SecureTech Shin Guards 0/1
Helmet: 1/2

Final Armour: 15/12 (Counts as 12/11)

Executive Suit Short Jacket
Executive Suit Plain Shirt
Executive Suit Trousers

Commlink:
Fairlight Caliban w Novatech Navi OS
Common Use Programs R4: Analyze, Browse, Command, Encrypt, Edit
SIM Module
Skinlink Module
Subvocal Microphone
Holo Projector
Virtual Surround Music
Printer
Electronic Paper

Gear:
Medical Shop
Chemistry Shop
Chemistry Kit
Saviour Medkit
2x Saviour Medkit Supplies
Tag Eraser
White Noise Generator R6
Smart Pack
Combat Load Vest
6 Smart Pouch System: Ammunition (Rifle)
1 Smart Pouch System: Ammunition (Pistol)
1 Smart Pouch System: Ammunition (Shotgun)
2 Smart Pouch System: Ration
Smart Canteen

'Doc Saw' basic background information:


Oradro had actually had a relatively decent life growing up. He had caring parents who worked hard and the family as a whole was no strangers to the hardships of life of being orks. His family wasn't well off, and his youngest brother got tangled up with gangs at an early age while Oradro managed to by and large stay clear of their influence. Indeed, for an ork, he possessed a keen intellect and a bit of a lucky streak on the whole. Where as Oradro's brother Kevin kept getting into trouble or hitting road blocks in life, Oradro usually sailed past them. Most notably landing himself a scholarship that allowed him to further study in the field of medicine, showing particular aptitude towards chemistry and biology. Further bolstered by funds raised by his parents who were eager to see at least one of their children move up in the world, he soon found himself enlisted in a school funded by DocWagon, and in turn once he'd finished his studies he went to work for them full time and earning a good living.

However, though he wasn't the fittest of orks, he often thought of the idea of aiming to one day join one of DocWagon's HTR teams and furthered those goals with combat specific training as well as furthered medical training. In the end however his brother's gang related connections came back to haunt him one day when he got a frantic call from one of Kevin's friends babbling on about something to do with Kevin having been shot. Concerned for his brother's safety he left work early that day to meet up with the group and find out why they were refusing to simply bring Kevin into a hospital.

The truth in the end boiled down to the fact that Kevin had been shot during a B&E and they were concerned they'd all get arrested and go to jail, which left Oradro at odds with his morals. This was after all, his brother. In the end, family blood won out and he went back to work to 'borrow' the necessary medical equipment to help Kevin as well as a few other gangers who had been injured in the fight. Two weeks later he found himself without a job as DocWagon had noticed the missing materials and further investigation wound up tying him into the incident. While he'd not been involved in the crime in question, he had taken a fair bit of company property without permission to do so as well as broke a number of corporate regulations in the process.

With a bad stain on his reputation, Oradro was unable to find work at other clinics, though his skills still were in high demand, if not in the open, legal circles of the world, then most certainly in the shadier sides of the world. With the aid of a few contact he'd made in Doc Wagon along with a large bank loan, money he'd saved up and the aid of certain interested parties he managed to save up enough money to open his own small private medical clinic. From there it was an easy downward slope into accepting under the table cash payments well above what he'd normally make in order to tend to injuries of various individuals who wanted help, or simply wanted implants done off the record. Even where records were necessary, his status as a private clinic entitled him to refuse to surrender records in most cases unless the relevant parties had the proper warrants lest he breach doctor/patient confidentiality laws.

However, in the underworld there's always competition and when you don't want to play ball with the bigger fish, the bigger fish try to take you out and Oradro was no different. However Oradro was not about to be an easy push over, he'd already had connections to the gang his brother was part of, and so he cut them a deal. If they helped keep his place safe, they in turn could get cheap or free medical attention depending on what it was they wanted. Cuts, scrapes and stitches for example would all be free, augmentation on the other hand would have to come out of their pocket but at a discounted rate. Couple that with his willingness to cut fellow orks some slack and he soon found himself relocating to the Ork Underground where he had a far more secure location. Granted it was a rough part of town, often with rival gangs fighting or the occasional police crack down, but it was his.

The problem however, with running your own small clinic on the cheap is where do you get the parts? Well the gangs were one source, and other underworld contacts were.. other sources. It always wound up being a two edged sword, or saw in this case perhaps, that now and then some one would need a transplant organ. While they might have the money to pay some one like him, the organs had to come from somewhere and there were few better places than folk like organ leggers. Top that with the occasional individual who thought they could get away without paying because he was running a largely illegal operation and well.. sometimes spare parts presented themselves in the very same people he'd previously operated on. Except instead of putting something back in, he... simply took out his payment in force.

Thus 'Doc Saw' was born, nasty reputation and all, and so named for how he was reputed to cut open anyone who refused to pay up what they owed him with a bone saw.

But of course that had to just be rumour! He was a nice enough fellow on the surface, yet all the rumours persist and at least some of them have to be true for him to still be around and operating....

Metatype: Minotaur
Name/Handle: Oradro/Rhino
Character Build: 300BP
Resources: 18BP
Lifestyle: Low (1 month)

Stats:
Bod: 8
Agil: 3
Rea: 3(5)
Str: 9
Cha: 2
Int: 2
Log: 2
Will: 3
Edge: 1

Qualities/Flaws:
Albinism
Allergy(Uncommon; Severe): Bees

Active Skills:
Athletics(Group): 2
Firearms(Group): 3
Close Combat (Group): 3
Dodge: 2
Heavy Weapons: 4
Perception: 1
Exotic Melee Weapon (Horns): 1

Knowledge Skills:
Street Drugs: 2
Sports: 3
Local Street Gangs: 4

Language Skills:
English: Native
Or'zet: 3

Contacts:
Janesta (Gang Leader)

Augmentation:
Datajack
Wired Reflexes R2
Sleep Regulator
Voice Mask
Cyber Ears:
-Damper
-Select Sound Filter R3
-Balance Augmenter
Cyber Eyes:
-Low-Light Vision
-Smartlink
-Thermographic Vision
-Vision Magnification
-Vision Enhancement R3
-Protective Covers (Pearl White)

Weapons:
Combat Axe:
-Gecko Grip
-Custom Look R2

Ruger Super Warhawk
-Custom Look R2
-Ammo Skip System
-Gecko Grip
-Extreme Environment Mod R1
-Smartgun
-Melee Hardening
*6 Speed Loaders

Stoner Ares M202:
-Firing Selection: Burst Fire (Added)
-Skinlink
-Electronic Firing
-Gas Vent R3
*Shock Pad (Stock)
*Sound Suppressor (Barrel)
*Bipod (Under)
*External Smartgun (Top)

Ammunition:
60 EX-EX heavy pistol rounds
300 Standard Medium MG Rounds (in Belts)

Armour:
Bike Helmet
-Securetech PPP Helmet liner
Camouflage Suit
-Securetech PPP Vitals Protector
-Securetech PPP Leg and Arm Casings
Formfitting Full-Body Suit
-Securetech PPP Shin Guards
-Securetech PPP Forearm Guards

Gear:
Hermes Ikon
-Iris Orb
-BTL Modified Sim Module
-Skinlink
-Subvocal Microphone
-Virutal Pet
-Analyze R3
-Command R3
-Edit R3

Tag Eraser

While trolls were relatively common these days, Minotaurs were a slightly odd sight in some parts of the world. What made him stand out even more was that unlike most people in the world, he was also an albino. Coupled with the fact that he fit the rather typical Troll stereotype of being 'slow' and large he often struggled in school despite maintaining a rather friendly demeanour. Of course generally folk didn't want to pick on some one who could crush them like a bug, so generally he only had a few problems with others of his own kind, though many of them were not exactly any sharper than he was. Coupling that with an apparently very dangerous allergy to bees, bad reaction to sunlight and a poor family, well.. he wasn't likely to ever amount to much in life. Thus it was no surprise to anyone when he eventually started hanging out with the 'wrong crowd' in school. While he generally avoided becoming a bully, he did wind up in quite a few fights that got him into trouble and by the time High School rolled around, he'd eventually had it and simply stopped going around grade 10.

By then he'd wormed his way into working with Janesta. While he couldn't necessarily be counted on to remember everything, and was sometimes a little slow to pick up on what had to be done. He did rather well on the other hand when it came to simply doing what he was told and otherwise looking intimidating. It was by working with Janesta that he managed to scrape up enough cash to get his first operation done. While he initially disliked the idea, he'd had his eyes replaced with cybernetic versions and soon found his worries and concerns were unfounded. With cybernetic eyes, the sun no longer blinded him on a bright day, though he still usually wore sunglasses out of habit. From there it was an easy transition to a few upgrades for the eyes, and then a data jack just like all the other kids got to have. Shortly after he dug himself even deeper into things in order to get a sleep regulator so he could stay up even later and party all night without having to worry about being tired the next day.

Of course, the more work he did for Janesta, the more call there was sometimes for the use of violence, and from that sprung the jump to combat implants. A little armed robbery here, some shake downs there. Even a little gang warfare when things got a little too hot and the next thing he knew, he'd had enough of living with his folks and moved out once he was 18, never bothering to look back to a broken home with a drunken mother and a father who just never could seem to try and better his lot in life. Oradro wasn't about to accept things as they were however. He was building something for himself here, he could understand that much at least. So what if he had to follow orders? So what if he had to do the things others wanted him to do? They were friends, closer than family sometimes and more importantly he got to ride their coat tails on the way to getting more money, and maybe some day actually live well. Have real food instead of that processed soy based crap. Or at least that was his dream, though at least for now he was actually managing a decent living by working for Janesta, and Janesta had always been good to him. Helped him study when he'd struggled in school, gave him work when he'd finally gotten fed up and quit.

At least here he fit in. At least here, being a 'freak' wasn't a bad thing.

For Darkon's game: Past Tense (the second)

Ian Trekker/Soren
Occupation: Face
Metatype: Ork
BP On cash: 11 (55k)
Lifestyle: Low

Attributes:
Body: 5
Agility: 3
Reaction: 3 (5)
Strength: 4
Charisma: 4
Intuition: 5
Logic: 4
Willpower: 5
Edge: 5
Magic: 5

Qualities:
Linguist
Adept
The Speaker's Way
Low-Light Vision (Racial)
Big Regret
Dependent (Inconvenience): Sarah Mulligan
Poor Self Control - Compulsive: Low Danger: Symmetry (Everything must be Symmetrical! EVERYTHING! or it's potentially aggravating and distracting.)
SINNER: UCAS citizen
Wanted: Mafia

Adept Powers (All with Talisman Geas):
Kinesics R3 (Way Discount)
Facial Sculpt R1 (Way Discount)
Melanin Control
Keratin Control
Improved Reflexes 2
Commanding Voice
Multi-Tasking
Linguistics
Voice Control
Master of 1000 Faces

Active Skills:
Influence (Group): 4
Disguise: 3
Escape Artist: 1
Infiltration: 1
Intimidation: 1
Locksmith: 1
Longarms: 3
Perception: 3
Pilot - Ground Craft: 1
Shadowing: 1
Unarmed Combat: 1

Knowledge Skills:
Area Knowledge (Seattle): 3
Bars and Clubs: 3
Music: 3
Alcohol: 3
Business: 3
Architecture: 3
Art: 3
Gangs: 3
News: 3

Languages:
English: Native

Armour:
Bike racing Armour
-Bike Racing Helmet: Image Link, Flare Compensation
Urban Explorer Jumpsuit
-Helmet
Actioneer Business Clothes
Form-Fitting Full-Body Suit
Ballistic Mask
Chameleon Suit
SecureTech Forearm Guards
SecureTech Helmet
SecureTech Leg and Arm casings
SecureTech Shin Guards
SecureTech Vitals Protector

Weapons:
Franchi SPAS-22 ME Magnum (Customized Firearm)
-Folding Stock: Powered (Replaces base folding stock)
-Shock Pad (Base)
-Smartgun System(Base)
-Personalized grip
-High-Powered Chambering
-Electronic Firing
-Melee Hardening
-Gas-Vent 3 (Barrel Accessory)
-Sling (Accessory)
-Weapon Personality
-Flashlight, Low-Light (Top Mount Accessory)
-Foregrip (Under barrel Accessory)

Walther Secura Kompakt
-Smartgun System (Base)

Remington 990
-Imaging Scope
-Stock
-Shock Pad
-Smartgun System (External, Under Barrel)

Ammunition:
Heavy Pistol
-Gel Rounds (50)
-Normal (30)
Shotgun Rounds
-EX-EX (30)

Comlinks:
Fairlight Caliban
-Custom OS: Firewall 6, System 6
Meta Link
-Redcap Nix OS
Fetch Module R3
Subvocal Microphone
Sim Module (Cold)
Nanopaste trodes
AR Gloves
FTL Matrixware Power Suite: Analyze R3, Browse R4, Command R2, Edit R4, Purge R4, Scan R2

Gear:
Headphones R2: Audio Enhancement R3, Spatial Recognizer
Contact Lenses R3: Smartlink, Vision Enhancement R3, Image Link
Glasses R3: Ultrasound, Vision Magnification, Flare Compensation
MOSLTOV Vest: 4 Smart Ammo Pouches (2 Shotgun, 2 Pistol), 2 Smart Ration Pouches, 1 Smart Canteen
Talisman: Silver pendant on silver chain with a polished inset stone from the Ork Underground. The back is marked with the words 'Dont Forget'.

Vehicles:
Thundercloud Contrail
-Morphing License Plate
-Spoof Chip

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