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Charles "The Prince" Diallo

2023-07-10T14:03:37Z

The Cretan:

{{ContactInfobox|

|Image=[[File:Charles Diallo.png|200px]]


|Profession= Federated-Boeing Executive


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|OwnersRedditName=YouMayFireWhenReady


|OwnersDiscordName=youmayfirewhenready


|Connection=6


|Archetype=Fixer


|Location=Seattle (Often In Tacoma and Snohomish)
|Metatype=Ork
|AwakenedEmergedOrMundane=Awakened
|Gender=Male
|PreferredPayment=Nuyen
|HobbiesOrVice=Social Activism
|PersonalLife=Married with a 5 year old daughter.
|Faction=Federated Boeing


|Age= Unknown (Appears to be 30 or Younger)
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==Overview==
Charles "The Prince" Diallo comes from meager beginnings. Raised in the tough tunnels of the Ork Underground Diallo was raised most of his life in a communal orphanage. His grandparents on both sides were murdered during the Night of Rage, and his father killed in the SCIRE Shutdown when Charles was a small child. His mother fell into a deep depression afterward, slipping into BTL addiction and eventually death. Diallo Awakened at a young age and was fortunate to be taken in by a mentor in his community who taught him how to harness the magic flowing through his body and his spirit. This was the first lucky break of Diallo's life. The second came with Federated Boeing's "Take Flight" equity program. Looking for a new generation of local blood to further entrench their status as "Seattle's Only True Megacorporation" (TM) and the market boost to go with it Diallo was one of a hundred young adults chosen from across Seattle to take part in the program. In the end, Diallo was the winner and was given a Fed-Boeing SIN and a fast-track through the corporate world. Diallo has never forgotten his roots and is drawn, inexorably, back into the dark shadows from whence he came.

==Aspects Description==

{{AspectTable|


{{NegativeAspect|
|Aspect=Family Matters
|Description=The GM rolls in secret a 1d6, if the roll is a one, Diallo will tell the player they are busy taking care of family matters.
|HasThematicsApproval=Yes
|}}

{{NegativeAspect|
|Aspect=A Man Of Principle
|Description=Diallo is selective about who he works with. Notoriety has a double penalty when dealing with this contact. Subtract twice the runner's Notoriety from any check he is asked to do.
|HasThematicsApproval=Yes
|}}


{{PositiveAspect|
|Aspect=An Evening With Diallo Is Magic
|Description=Diallo is a powerful social adept, and is both practiced in, and knowledgeable of, the myriad of physical adept traditions.
|}}


{{PositiveAspect|
|Aspect=Bermuda Triangle
|Description=The world is a mysterious place, and few corporations are so unbothered by missing hardware as Federated Boeing. Who'd notice if some equipment went missing and ended up out in the black market?
|}}

{{PositiveAspect|
|Aspect=Frequent Flier
|Description= Federated Boeing has more planes than it knows what to do with. Private airports on every continent of the world. Surely Diallo could be bothered to book a flight or, with the right inducement, lend a plane?
|}}

{{PositiveAspect|
|Aspect=Shadow Connections
|Description= As much as it would pain Fed-Boeing's upper-echelons if they found out, Diallo can't help himself: he has a pathological desire to stay plugged into the shadows. Diallo knows people and after all, wouldn't his superiors want him to be hip on what's happening on the streets and in the shadows?
|}}

{{PositiveAspect|
|Aspect=Corporate Comfort
|Description= Diallo is the poster ork of the jet set life. There are few big names in the corporate world that Diallo hasn't brushed elbows with, evening in passing. Few people mind when the commlink buzzes if Diallo is on the other end of the line.
|}}

{{PositiveAspect|
|Aspect=(White Picket) Fence
|Description= Diallo knows how to move hot goods, as long as people are willing to do it his (almost painfully principled) way.
|}}

{{PositiveAspect|
|Aspect=You Can Take an Ork From The Underground...
|Description=...but you can't take the Underground from the Ork. Diallo keeps in (careful) contact with his old Skraacha crew and is either a beloved or reviled figure in the Underground, depending on whether one thinks Diallo is a first-rate sellout or a first-rate Robin Hood. Diallo certainly has an opinion.
|}}

{{PositiveAspect|
|Aspect=MOMma's Boy
|Description= Diallo is dialed into the UCAS metahuman rights scene, and is a big-time donor to both MOM and ORC. In these circles Diallo knows someone in just about every local across the nation, such as the nation is these days.
|}}

{{PositiveAspect|
|Aspect=Uruk-hai
|Description= Diallo will furiously deny it if accused, in public or in private. But he was 16 once. When the Sons of Sauron lay their blood-red hand upon you, that's the sort of impression that carries with you for your entire life.
|}}


}}


==Dicepools==
{{ContactDicepools}}


==Network==
===Player Characters with this Contact===
{{ContactPlayerConnections}}


===NPC who know this contact===

==Narrative Significant Runs==
{{ContactRuns}}

[[Category:Contacts]]
[[Category:Public Contacts]]

Charles "The Prince" Diallo

2023-07-10T14:02:36Z

The Cretan:

{{ContactInfobox|

|Image=[[File:Charles Diallo.png|200px]]


|Profession= Federated-Boeing Executive


|Shortblurb1=
|Shortblurb2=
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|OwnersRedditName=YouMayFireWhenReady


|OwnersDiscordName=youmayfirewhenready


|Connection=6


|Archetype=Fixer


|Location=Seattle (Often In Tacoma and Snohomish)
|Metatype=Ork
|AwakenedEmergedOrMundane=Awakened
|Gender=Male
|PreferredPayment=Nuyen
|HobbiesOrVice=Social Activism
|PersonalLife=Married with a 5 year old daughter.
|Faction=Federated Boeing


|Age= Unknown (Appears to be 30 or Younger)
|Month=
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==Overview==
Charles "The Prince" Diallo comes from meager beginnings. Raised in the tough tunnels of the Ork Underground Diallo was raised most of his life in a communal orphanage. His grandparents on both sides were murdered during the Night of Rage, and his father killed in the SCIRE Shutdown when Charles was a small child. His mother fell into a deep depression afterward, slipping into BTL addiction and eventually death. Diallo Awakened at a young age and was fortunate to be taken in by a mentor in his community who taught him how to harness the magic flowing through his body and his spirit. This was the first lucky break of Diallo's life. The second came with Federated Boeing's "Take Flight" equity program. Looking for a new generation of local blood to further entrench their status as "Seattle's Only True Megacorporation" (TM) and the market boost to go with it Diallo was one of a hundred young adults chosen from across Seattle to take part in the program. In the end, Diallo was the winner and was given a Fed-Boeing SIN and a fast-track through the corporate world. Diallo has never forgotten his roots and is drawn, inexorably, back into the dark shadows from whence he came.

==Aspects Description==

{{AspectTable|


{{NegativeAspect|
|Aspect=Family Matters
|Description=The GM rolls in secret a 1d6, if the roll is a one, Diallo will tell the player they are busy taking care of family matters.
|HasThematicsApproval=Yes
|}}

{{NegativeAspect|
|Aspect=A Man Of Principle
|Description=Diallo is selective about who he works with. Notoriety has a double penalty when dealing with this contact. Subtract twice the runner's Notoriety from any check he is asked to do.
|HasThematicsApproval=Yes
|}}


{{PositiveAspect|
|Aspect=An Evening With Diallo Is Magic
|Description=Diallo is a powerful social adept, and is both practiced and knowledgeable of the myriad of physical adept traditions.
|}}


{{PositiveAspect|
|Aspect=Bermuda Triangle
|Description=The world is a mysterious place, and few corporations are so unbothered by missing hardware as Federated Boeing. Who'd notice if some equipment went missing and ended up out in the black market?
|}}

{{PositiveAspect|
|Aspect=Frequent Flier
|Description= Federated Boeing has more planes than it knows what to do with. Private airports on every continent of the world. Surely Diallo could be bothered to book a flight or, with the right inducement, lend a plane?
|}}

{{PositiveAspect|
|Aspect=Shadow Connections
|Description= As much as it would pain Fed-Boeing's upper-echelons if they found out, Diallo can't help himself: he has a pathological desire to stay plugged into the shadows. Diallo knows people and after all, wouldn't his superiors want him to be hip on what's happening on the streets and in the shadows?
|}}

{{PositiveAspect|
|Aspect=Corporate Comfort
|Description= Diallo is the poster ork of the jet set life. There are few big names in the corporate world that Diallo hasn't brushed elbows with, evening in passing. Few people mind when the commlink buzzes if Diallo is on the other end of the line.
|}}

{{PositiveAspect|
|Aspect=(White Picket) Fence
|Description= Diallo knows how to move hot goods, as long as people are willing to do it his (almost painfully principled) way.
|}}

{{PositiveAspect|
|Aspect=You Can Take an Ork From The Underground...
|Description=...but you can't take the Underground from the Ork. Diallo keeps in (careful) contact with his old Skraacha crew and is either a beloved or reviled figure in the Underground, depending on whether one thinks Diallo is a first-rate sellout or a first-rate Robin Hood. Diallo certainly has an opinion.
|}}

{{PositiveAspect|
|Aspect=MOMma's Boy
|Description= Diallo is dialed into the UCAS metahuman rights scene, and is a big-time donor to both MOM and ORC. In these circles Diallo knows someone in just about every local across the nation, such as the nation is these days.
|}}

{{PositiveAspect|
|Aspect=Uruk-hai
|Description= Diallo will furiously deny it if accused, in public or in private. But he was 16 once. When the Sons of Sauron lay their blood-red hand upon you, that's the sort of impression that carries with you for your entire life.
|}}


}}


==Dicepools==
{{ContactDicepools}}


==Network==
===Player Characters with this Contact===
{{ContactPlayerConnections}}


===NPC who know this contact===

==Narrative Significant Runs==
{{ContactRuns}}

[[Category:Contacts]]
[[Category:Public Contacts]]

File:Charles Diallo.png

2023-07-10T14:01:24Z

The Cretan:

Charles Diallo in a tuxedo.

Fragile? It Must Be Italian! Part 2

2023-07-10T13:43:01Z

The Cretan: Created page with "{{AARInfobox|   |Date=2084-07-09  |GM=YouMayFireWhenReady  |Location=Vancouver <!-- Optional: Any factions who w..."

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|Date=2084-07-09


|GM=YouMayFireWhenReady


|Location=Vancouver


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|RunnerList={{AARCharacterList|Ka$hious|Thunder|Sizzles|Chameleon}}
|RunnerCasualties=None


|Threat=Medium


|Metaplot=Devil's Night
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|OppositionFaction=Spinrad Industries
|OppositionUnits={{AARCharacterList|Sonora Island Executive Protection Specialists}}
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[[Category:Runs]] 

==Summary==
Mr. Johnson is looking for retribution. A corporate rival took a swing at embarrassing him socially and now Mr. Johnson looks to swing back. Unfortunately his rival has left on an extended leave from the corp, so Mr. Johnson wants a team to find out where he is in the most straightforward way possible: find his also-gone-to-ground executive assistant. Find him and bring him back (preferably alive.)

==Background==
Mr. Johnson is Charles Diallo, a fast-riser at Federated-Boeing. His orkish appearance and his humble origins have made him enemies amongst the blue bloods and silver spoon crowd at his corporation. His recent promotion to a highly coveted Senior Vice President role was a breaking point for a rival, who tried to ruin his daughter’s birthday party. A man of disproportionate responses, Diallo is seeking blood and needs a team to help him find it.

==The Meet==
The team meets Mr. Johnson on the Matrix, in a seemingly random digital location. Mr. Johnson outlines what he needs and the team agrees to take the run. Ka$hious is aggressive and highly skilled in her negotiations with Mr. Johnson who ultimately agrees to double his original payment to each runner. He gives the team the name of the executive assistant he needs tracked down “Rohit Patel” and tells them what little he knows about him: he’s a nature lover.

==The Plan==
Ka$hious and Sizzles both set out in different directions to find out where Rohit might have gone. Sizzles snoops around Fed-Boeing corners of the Matrix looking for any public purchases of travel packages, while Ka$hious works her giantess social magic in a physical boutique travel agency (Wanderlust, now a Horizon property.) She discovers that Rohit had indeed contacted them but was unable to purchase the package he wanted as his desired location (Relais & Châteaux Sonora Island) was outside of Horizons domain. Sizzles discovers that Rohit has booked a honeymoon suite at the same island.

The team is able to convince Mr. Johnson to lend them access surreptitiously to co-workers fancy boat and then the team prepares to head to the island. The plan is to purchase a package for Ka$hious and send her in as a guest to social engineer her way to the target, then convince him to come out to the boat to be extracted and brought back to Seattle. She suggests they come to the Island as her attendants but they decide to stay on the boat as Matrix/Magic/Muscle backup in case things go sideways.

==The Run==
Ka$hious and the team arrive in the clear waters and fresh air of Vancouver, and dock at the island. Ka$hious enters and begins schmoozing with the rich folk on vacation there. Eventually she befriends Rohit’s boyfriend, Manmeet, and uses him to eventually lure them down after a day to the dock. In the meantime, bypassing security by sending in just the face, the rest of the team fish and drink beer. When Ka$hious brings the nervous Rohit and his naive boyfriend down to the dock Thunder correctly worries that Rohit might recognize the boat as belonging to a coworker. When he does, Ka$hious quietly intimidates him (so effectively that he urinates himself) and urges the two onboard.

Once on, the rest of the team pretend to be servants for Ka$hious: Sizzles serves prosecco while Thunder is done up, with Chameleon’s disguise skills, to look like a clean-cut executive security specialist. Manmeet suspects nothing as they sail back to Seattle. Rohit is deftly interrogated by the team and spills the beans that he went on a honeymoon because he thought his (now former?) boss was going to have him killed, like he’d put a hit out on the team’s Johnson. Realizing their employer was in danger they sent word about the Turkish hit team on its way to Seattle, and when they returned to the dock there was driverless car with their remainder of their fee in the back. Rohit and Manmeet entered the car, with Manmeet cheerfully exchanging comm numbers with Ka$hious and waving goodbye.

==Aftermath==
Paid up in full, the team wonders what has happened (or might happen soon) to their now-former employer.

==Rewards==
13 RVP

10,000 Nuyen (5 RVP) (+10,000 bonus from Ka$hious’s killer negotiation)
5 Karma (5 RVP)
6 CDP (3 RVP)

Optional Contact: Manmeet Singh (Brackhaven Investments Shadow Banker (Connection 2/Loyalty 1)

==Game Quotes==

"If you think you can fit me in a cab with you and Thunder, you've got another thing comin."
"Nah it'll be fine, you can sit on my lap."
"DONE!"
-Chameleon to Ka$hious

{{Gamequote|“The dragon is chlamydia!”}}

==Player After Action Reports (AARs)==

Seattle Sleuthing

2023-07-10T13:07:16Z

The Cretan: /* Player After Action Reports (AARs) */

{{AARInfobox|



|Date=2084-07-08


|GM=Lotus


|Location=Redmond


|RunnerList={{AARCharacterList|Thunder|Alkaios the Cretan|Mokumokuren|Smiling Warrior}}
|RunnerCasualties=


|Threat=Low


|OppositionFaction=Grinning Skulls
|OppositionCasualties= None
|}}

[[Category:Runs]] 

==Summary==
Gang violence is nothing new in Redmond, but when a gang shows up and does nothing but attack people for no apparent reason, then somethings not adding up. For this reason, a group of Redmond natives pooled their resources to hire some shadowrunners to investigate.

==Background==
The Grinning Skulls are the newest gang in Redmond, and entered the stage with a burst of gunfire, then never took their fingers off the trigger. The gang seems to do nothing but start fights, no apparent plans or schemes going on. This is not usual gang behavior, and it is making the residents of Redmond nervous.

==The Meet==
The runners met an old orc woman named Ms. Moira at an old, run down house she lived in. She explained the situation with the skulls, and promised payment for any information regarding the Grinning Skulls motives or background. She then kicked them out of her house when they started planning in it.

==The Plan==
Mokumokuren connected the group together on a DNI call before leaving via drone for a safer location, while the other three went to a bar to plan. They decided that Thunder and Alkaios would ask around on the street, while Smiling Warrior would keep watch from the skies in the form of a crow for any suspicious behavior, and Mokumokuren would do a deep search on the matrix for any info.

==The Run==
While Moku's search was unfruitful, the two trolls managed to talk to some people on the street, and were pointed in the direction of Eerie Jim, an elf who apparently knew more about the workings of the gangs in Redmond. A man approached the two trolls and attempted to shake them down, which ended with Thunder loosing his temper and knocking him out in a single punch, before putting him in a hockey bag to interrogate later. They went on to meet Eerie Jim, who, for some nuyen, told them that the Grinning Skulls had a particular hatred for the ancients, and showed them the way to their hideout, an old apartment complex. Smiling Warrior used her animal shifting to listen in, and learned that the Grinning Skulls where in the pockets of the Cutters, who were using them to stoke more fear for their protection rackets.

==Aftermath==
Thunder, Alkaios, and Smiling all went back to Ms. Moira's to inform her of what they learned. Ms. Moira told them she would think about what she was going to do next, and would call them if she had more work for them to do. The Alkaios dumped the gangster out in an alleyway near by, while also proselytizing to him.

==Rewards==
2 Karma
2000 Nuyen
8 CDP
==Game Quotes==

{{Gamequote|Mokumokuren finds a charming forum in which the Grinning Skulls are stated to be bugs, shedim, headcases, a toxic cult, an Ares psyop, a Neonet psyop, and several other things that make no sense.}}

==Player After Action Reports (AARs)==
Thunders Journal:
Alkaios, Thunder, Smiling Warrior, and Mokumokuren, are in the Redmond district of Seattle. They arrive at an old house to meet with an orc woman named Ms. Moira, also known as Mr. Johnson, who hires them to investigate a new gang causing trouble in the area, the Grinning Skulls.
After stuffing Alkaios stomach at a close by bar and making plans, the group splits. Smiling Warior takes on the shape of an eagle to spot anyone following Alkaios and Thunder while doing leg-work, prying around for information about the Grinning Skulls. Mokumokuren dives into the matrix and gets caught up in conspiracy chats with large time investment and little useful information gained (dead end).
A booker on the streets tipps of Alkaios and Thunder to go see Eerie Jim for more information.
On the way to Eerie Jim, they they get approached by a Grinning Skull who is trying to pull a protection racket on them. Without much ado, the gangster is knocked unconscious and stuffed in a duffle bag for later interrogation.
Eerie Jim, collects a bribe and leads the group to the head quarters of Grinning Skulls. While Alkaios, Mokumokuren and Thunder discuss next steps, Smiling Warior who is evesdropping on a conversation between two Grinning Skulls overhears that they are a really a front for the Cutters who want to collect more protection money without drawing attention to the Cutters.
The runners return to Mr. Johnson, delivers the information and she is happy.
Alkaios takes the K.O.ed Grinning Skull to an Alley, patches him up to re-gain consciousness and gives him a speech about being saved from damnation by doing the right things in life.

Alkaios Notes:

Turns out, being an investigator is easy. You just walk around and shake the branches until the information falls out. Only sometimes the branches are people. And sometimes shaking means punching nice seeming folks right in the face. That Thunder packs a mean hook. I've done some cage fighting to make a little nuyen here and there but I would ''not'' want to go ten rounds with that guy. Real nice, though, when he's not being mean. Fed me and was real nice to me when I got myself turned around a few times. Confusion still sets in a little, but the head-pain. Smiling, they're something else. Flying up in the air, seeing and hearing things that are totally beyond me. And Moku now that guy has the right idea. Use your brain to make nuyen and you can do it from the comfort of your apartment. Apartment hey, with the nuyen I made I can probably afford to rent one now! But yeah where was I. Oh yeah. Grinning Skulls, some new gang causing trouble. We got tasked by the Old Lady J to find out who was putting them up. Turns out it was the Cutters which, apparently, is a gang of bad people. Speaking of which: Seattle has Ancients! I thought that was just a West Euro thing. How can the world feel so small and so big at the same time?

Heaven's Devils

2023-07-08T15:39:00Z

The Cretan: /* Player After Action Reports (AARs) */

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|Date=2084-07-01
|GM=Asmodeus
|Location=Ft. Worth/Dallas Megasprawl, Texas
|Ally=Ares Macrotechnology
|Ally2=Henry Lamplighter
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|RunnerList={{AARCharacterList|Lumina|Alkaios the Cretan|Diestra|Rewired}}
|RunnerCasualties=Lumina almost got shot lethally in the face.
|Threat=Medium
|OppositionFaction=Ares Penal Regiment
|OppositionUnits={{AARCharacterList|Ace Blackwood|Marshal Logan|Annabelle Cade|Tucker Swann|Coltyn Abernathy|Alejandro Perez}}
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[[Category:Runs]] 

==Summary==
Community service convicts try to avoid dying. One gets impatient, runners punish him despite him being the Johnson.

==Background==
Ares occasionally employs convicted prisoners as a workforce out in the field, outfitting them with cranial bombs and tracking devices as well as wranglers. These troops are one such squadron.

==The Meet==
The meet happens in Auburn, near some train tracks. Marshal Logan, trapped in heavy mil-spec armor and wielding a dangerous-looking chaingun, explains that Alejandro Perez, part of the team, ran off and needs to be brought back in 48 hours or he dies and one other team member has their head pop at random to punish them letting people get away. He offers a stash of criminal loot he hid before he got captured and sent to the slammer.

==The Plan==
Doing a bit of searching, the team finds Alejandro to have been spotted by security cameras in Dallas. They take Logan's offer at an automated cargo flight, since the drones are bad at checking a lot of things.

==The Run==
Heading into the slums, the team finds Alejandro with some searching effort - the ghetto's widespread, so the trail isn't visible at first. Rewired finds him first, pinging the rest of the team there. Perez looks scared and informs everyone to get on high ground right as two ghoulified minotaurs appear and try to feed on the new meat in sight. Diestra slices one right open while the other is flanked and drilled in the side by machine gun fire. Having secured the location, Perez is extracted by Diestra after she promises the guy she'll convince the J to let him go and spread his dear mother's ashes on his father's grave - which is what Perez ran off to do in the first place.

The handing off of the target is the hardest part of the run. Logan's irritated by Diestra's insistence and attempts to cheap shot a bullet to Perez's face. Lumina and Diestra both protect Perez and Diestra challenges the convict to a duel. He agrees, only to immediately break the rules and attempt to murder Diestra then and there. Lumina jumps in the way of the shot and holds her hands up to let the metal arms take the shots. Rewired gets a private message from Loga, promising him double pay if he shoots Perez now. Rewired takes the offer and points his gun at Perez. Lumina and Rewired face off with the FLR trying to run off and keep the man safe while Rewired chases after her. Diestra's furious about the man stealing the honor out of the duel and defeats him, eventually convincing Logan to say 'screw it' and let them do whatever they want with Perez, however he's refusing to pay any of them now. Annabelle Cade, another of the penal regiment members, offers another paycheck, an old weapons stash of hers instead.

==Aftermath==
The team takes Annabelle's offer and explore the weapons cache, keeping in touch with Annabelle as well.

==Rewards==
* 20,000 Nuyen (10 RVP)
* 2 Karma (2 RVP)
* 1 Street Cred (1 RVP)
* 2 CDP
* +2 Ares Reputation
*# Optional Contact: Henry Lamplighter, 3/1 E-Ghost Taxi Service (3 RVP or 6 CDP)
*# Optional Contact: Annabelle Cade, 2/1 Ares Penal Regiment Member (2 RVP or 4 CDP)
*# Optional Gear: Weapons and modifications up to base Availability 19 or below (before including modifications to the firearm) at Gear Rates
*# Gear Rates: (Treat nuyen rewards as 40,000 for this, either add -50% price mark-up or give yourself 20,000 Nuyen in Chummer, 20,000 as Refund and cut remaining nuyen after purchases in half.)
==Game Quotes==

{{Gamequote|Amusing quote from game.}}

==Player After Action Reports (AARs)==
Alkaios the Cretan: ''A doozy of a first run in this business. Maybe it's just my brain doing its achy thing but that standoff was dizzying at the end there, bullets flying and duels declared...I felt like I was in a real life Spaghetti Western!''

Rumspringa, Part 1

2023-07-08T15:32:18Z

The Cretan: Created page with "{{AARInfobox|   |Date=2084-07-06  |GM=YouMayFireWhenReady  |Location=Seattle <!-- Optional: Any factions who wer..."

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|RunnerList={{AARCharacterList|Stacy|Delta-03|Thunder|Eidolon|Blackhawk}}
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|Threat=Low


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[[Category:Runs]] 

==Summary==
Patty Cake is the nom de guerre of Patricia Astoria. Patty was raised within the corp-bubble that is Horizon and while Horizon encourages its more creative corp-citizenry to go on sanctioned rumspringa Patty took off and refuses to ever come back. They only plays in small venues, doing what they can to prevent Horizon from ever getting a hold of, and profiting off, their music. Their band, "Sex Grimace", was set to play a gig at the Round Tip, a Humanis and Night Hunters joint in the Lynnwood area of Snohomish. Patty was going to endanger herself by singing pro-meta songs so Horizon wants her protected.

==Background==
Horizon can't figure out a way to bring Patty Cake back into the fold willingly. They've been shadowing her movements, doing what they can to protect her until the day she comes back (and they're able to turn a legal profit off her music, as well as promote her as the next big thing). The talent agent at Horizon that is assigned to Patty Cake/Sex Grimace needs to make sure she doesn't get herself beaten to death at the Round Tip when she inevitably riles up the anti-meta venue with her pro-meta politics.

==The Meet==
The team meets with the Horizon Mr. Johnson on the Horizon grid, at a tastefully appointed Matrix shared work space. Mr. Johnson seems exhausted from trying to keep up with Patty Cake and her band Sex Grimace. He needs capable individuals that Patty Cake won’t immediately suspect have been sent by Horizon to protect her and the team fits the bill perfectly. Stacy, acting as the team’s Face, is able to negotiate aggressively and gets the team double the nuyen per person that was originally offered. Mr. Johnson wants Patty Cake to start her performance, ideally, but her safety is paramount.

==The Plan==
The team goes over their options. The team decides they have a few options: cause a fire that necessitates the closing of the club before the performance starts, start a brawl inside the venue that necessitates Knight Errant is called (and the concert canceled), or perhaps let the concert take place and mow down Night Hunters and Humanis creeps as they try to make for Patty Cake’s person.

==The Run==

Stacy goes, as the team's resident “normal” looking human, to case the Round Tip in Lynnwood. They gain the trust of the bartender/owner, Eddy Nixon. Eddy shows Stacy the VIP Lounge and Stacy notes the strong maglock and door, adding another plan to the list of options: take Patty Cake here when violence breaks out to keep them safe. Meanwhile, Eidolon finds the ideal overwatch position and makes their way up the old Alderwood Manor Masonic Temple across the round from the venue. Delta-03 gets an emergency lighting strip for their medical van in case they need to pretend to be a legal medical service provider, while Thunder waits with them as muscle and magical backup. Blackhawk stealthily surveys the outside of the bar/concert venue and discovers the blocked fire escape for the venue and moves the dumpster out of the way.

Stacy tags all the Night Hunters and Humanis-sympathizing locals, stirs up a fake assault in the alleyway with her magic, and sets the bar brawl in motion. Delta-03 uses their Radar Sensor nearby to create a better sense of the action inside. A Night Hunter starts slashing their way through Humanis-sympathizers trying to kill her, but Stacy is able to make it to the back of Delta-03’s ambulance at the end of the alleyway and Thunder is able to pull her in before she’s set upon. Eidolon uses his foot spurs to descend down the side of the Masonic Temple to get a good vantage point to non-lethally snipe the most dangerous Night Hunter before he can cause any more harm.

They are able to drive off and get through a Knight Errant checkpoint in Delta-03’s medical vehicle, and make it to safety. The concert is canceled before Patty Cake and the Sex Grimace can arrive.

==Aftermath==
A timely chip is called in and the team is able to secure Patty Cake an impromptu gig at Dante’s Inferno that night. Not only is Patty Cake kept safe, they get to perform at a much more important venue thus turbocharging their music career! A win all around.

==Rewards==

Rumspringa Part 1 (9 RVP)

6,000 nuyen (3 RVP) (+6,000 nuyen bonus)
5 Karma (5 RVP)
1 Street Cred (1 RVP)
2 CDP

Optional Contacts:

Patty Cake (3 Connection/1 Loyalty)
Dante’s Inferno Contact (Contact TBD) (4 Connection/1 Loyalty)

==Game Quotes==

{{Gamequote|Amusing quote from game.}}

==Player After Action Reports (AARs)==

Alkaios the Cretan

2023-07-04T02:27:34Z

The Cretan:

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Alkaios the Cretan carries a small, battered, red and white book wherever he goes. Usually he keeps it tucked carefully in his pocket. When he is alone, or unaware that he is being observed, sometimes he'll take it out and hold it in his hands thoughtfully. Rarely does he ever open it. The cover is deeply faded, the title long worn off, but there is still a red cross visible in the bottom right corner.

===Summary===
Alkaios "the Cretan" Mallas is a Troll (Minotaur) Edgelord and Soak Tank, with a long-term goal of growth over time. (Start wobbly, finish strong!)

===Goals===
Find some way to afford the cognitive therapy Alkaios needs to fully recover from his brain injuries, and then find some sense of purpose in life.
==Background==
Due to the severe brain trauma he has suffered, Alkaios has hazy memories of many stages of his life, especially growing up on Crete.

In his childhood, he remembers being well-loved and cared for by his mother. Distantly is the only way he can recall his father, in all senses of the word. He doesn't recall where his father worked overseas but rarely did he see him. In those times of union, remembrances of affection surface easily, and then painfully. Alkaios does not know when exactly his father died but only that he is no longer living.

In his youth, he remembers being bullied by human children and turning the other cheek. Huge even in his early teens Alkaios never once struck those that teased him, so afraid he was of accidentally killing or maiming even those who brought him nothing but pain. He recalls fair treatment by his community, even though he was the only of his kind that he ever knew. He was not treated unfairly by the adults of his world or, perhaps, he cannot now recall those painful memories.

Even from his youth he recalls wanting to protect and help others. With his prodigious strength and endurance he served as a volunteer firefighter in his little town. Even as a teen he was taller and tougher and stronger than any adult he knew. His mother, most of her extended family killed by during the AFA's invasion in the 2030s, urged him to join the Federation Marines. Seeing it as an opportunity to protect his community and the rest of Federated Hellas, he enlisted with a special exemption at 16.

Here his memories tend to sharpen into clearer focus before washing away entirely.

He enjoyed his time as a marine. He was told early that he was officer material and that praise burrowed itself deep into his brain. Driven and fanatically conscientious he quickly moved up the ranks, earning an invite to the Hellenic Military Academy at 18. There he faced initial discrimination due to his metatype but quickly turned his doubters into supporters. Soon thereafter he was sent as a junior officer to serve-and-observe with the Hellas Navy's special warfare unit, the Underwater Demolition Command.

His memories crystalize the most vividly on the starless night of March 18th, 2082.

His unit was dispatched to intercept a freighter that had failed a naval credential check. Sailing under a false Maersk flag Alkaios and his team sliced across the dark waters of Mesogeios Thalassa. They boarded the vessel, coming under heavy automatic weapons fire, but quickly overwhelmed the armed crew. The special forces unit discovered the deck of the shipping freighter was filled not with cargo containers of contraband, but living people. Slicing open the locks from container after container they discovered that there were thousands of Muslim refugees stowed away in hundreds and hundreds of shipping containers.

His commanding officer, like many people of the peoples of Hellas, had lost his whole family tree to the AFA invasions. With the assent of his men the commanding officer ordered his team to plant depth charges and sink the vessel, rather than steer thousands of unwanted and still-blamed Muslim refugees into port.

Alkaios was given the command to assist with the setting of charges. Alkaios, spine stiffening and his heart sinking, refused his order. Instead he radioed in that the special forces unit had uncovered a massive human smuggling operation, calling in the estimated number of refugees, and advised Command that they were steering the vessel into port.

Alkaios's life was over.

Upon returning to port his commanding officer had him arrested by military police for failure to obey an order and dereliction of duty. In the whirlwind that followed Alkaios was ultimately freed, and honorably discharged, but only after he told a Hellas Naval Tribunal the truth.

His discharged squad came for him some nights later. Here all memories swirl into darkness but Alkaios remembers willingly meeting them in the square of his village and, like in his youth, not striking back as they sought to snuff out his life. Blessed with supernatural toughness he survived the torturous beating, left handing by his feet from a street light, his face a crushed mass of blood, his horns sawed off right to the flesh of his crushed skull.

It has been two years, nearly, since the mauling. Alkaios never returned home from the hospital he'd been flown to in Athens worrying that the soldiers would return or, worse, would target his mother. Forced even with his brain injury to pit fight in illicit "No-Aug" match-ups he would raise just enough drachma to start intensive therapy, only to have another TBI send him crashing down and his money stolen/wasted on hallucinatory benders.

It wasn't until a cousin from Seattle reached out, inviting him to his wedding, that Alkaios broke free from his cycle of self-destruction. Flown in on his cousin's dime Alkaios was given a fresh start at life. With his military training and a body as durable as tungsten (and plenty of Shadowrunner trids watched in his intial recovery) Alkaios has decided that running the shadows might be the best way for him to afford the nuyen and time needed to fix what still remains broken inside.

== Narrative Significant Qualities ==

===Positive===
Bilingual: Alkaios is fluent in both the Greek of his homeland and English.

Born Rich: not actually born rich, this quality is reskinned in roleplay terms to cover his military training, the small amounts of augmentation Alkaios the Cretan has around the edges, along with his starting equipment.

Exceptional Attribute (Body): Alkaios the Cretan is exceptional, physically. Just a few moments in his presence and you can sense it. No magic, no augmentation...just pure physical superiority.

===Negative===
Addictions (Mild: Kamikaze and Numb): The Hellas Navy discovered they could save huge amounts of drachma by augmenting their soldiers in large numbers with genetech, priming their soldiers to be better adept at using combat drugs and thus saving fortunes off their military budget by not paying for the clinics and cybertechnologists necessary to improve their soldiers the old-fashioned way. The Cretan views Kamikaze as an unfortunate necessity when violence breaks out, and Numb much the same way...though in dark times The Cretan will turn to Numb for, well, exactly what it says on the tin.

National Sin (Federation of Hellas): He's a foreigner in Seattle and his Greek, sadly, will always be better than his English.

Code of Honor (Soldier's Code): The Cretan takes this very, very, very seriously. He's quiet about his beliefs but will not bend them.

==Run History==
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==Affiliations==

===Contacts===
Hez-kukra
Henry Lamplighter

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===Organizations===


===Allies===
None, yet.
===Enemies===
None yet, thankfully!
=In Character Information=
Looking to recover myself, and then find my people.
==Symbols and Signatures==

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Alkaios Mallas (Federation of Hellas, Legitimate SIN)
Dimitrios Manikas (Fake SIN Rating 3, UCAS Issuer)
==Appearance==
Alkaios "The Cretan" Mallas is imposing, even by Minotaur standards. Standing more than a full foot taller than the average Minotaur Alkaios is much closer in height to the average troll than he is the average Minotaur. He is built like a truck, implausible layers upon layers of muscle. Many Minotaur would consider him to be "hairless" when, in fact, his genetic expression for hair has emerged more like a typical Greek man than a full-furred Minotaur. With a head of thick curly hair and a pale white, marbled body he appears to be as much a Grecian god-given-flesh than anything else. His stunning physique is head-turning and alluring with the sheer physical power evident in his flesh but his face, tragically, does not match the Adonis sculpture upon which it sits.

From a distance it isn't immediately obvious but up close it is apparent that Alkaios suffered at least one, if not multiple, terrible and life-altering injuries to his face and head. While the stubs of his sawed-off horns are well concealed beneath the thick black of his Hellene mane, his nose is not. Crushed repeatedly, and ruined at some point by the hands of inept (or perhaps meta-hating) surgeons, his nose appears to be the bent and broken reconstitution of a human's, not Minotaur's. Uneven scars cross jag along the jaw and neck and in the crevasses of his bare cheeks. It is hard to tell in passing if a thick black coat of beard could grow from the maze of scar tissue but if it could, no one will know as Alkaios keeps it shaved sharp and clean.

The eyes of Alkaios, too, are unnerving up close. Inhumanly large, the whites are faintly bloodshot, even at rest, from repeated abuse of the Kamikaze street drug. The pupils too are unnerving being fully, completely black...they sit amongst the maze of scars like two deep, inky wells. There is a tragic sense, when examined up close and with a tender eye, that Alkaois might once have been considered handsome in the unusual but striking look of him. But after some untold torture and disfigurement he now carries the countenance of Frankenstein's Monster and the eyes of an exhausted, defeated bull.

When Alkaios smiles he flashes a painful pearlescence of straight large but clearly artificial teeth. When Alkaios smiles there is genuine gentleness there; unmistakable softness and shy sweetness.

The scarring that so dominates his face is not nearly as pronounced elsewhere on his body. His gigantic hands are heavy and rest at the end of piston-strong forearms. His knuckles are augmented with striking callouses, thick and coarse pads that lend his blows even more terrifying power. His legs are thick as tree-trunks and his feet to match. Despite the colossal size of Alkaios there is an obvious athleticism and a sense of boundless, unstoppable strength.
=== Clothing ===
For now Alkaios the Cretan wears the same gargantuan armored jacket wherever he goes, with solid slabs of battle-boot clunking along beneath.
===Matrix Persona===
A White Bull, Cartoonish and Disney-Friendly
==Media Mentions==
N/A
==ShadowGrid Profile Comments==

Patty Cake Milk Run

2023-07-02T15:21:56Z

The Cretan: Created page with "{{AARInfobox|   |Date=2084-07-01  |GM=YouMayFireWhenReady  |Location=Seattle <!-- Optional: Any factions who wer..."

Quentin Alvarez

2023-07-01T23:36:06Z

The Cretan:

File:Quentin Alvarez Character Art.png

2023-07-01T23:34:40Z

The Cretan:

Quentin Alvarez

2023-07-01T23:34:27Z

The Cretan: Created page with "{{ContactInfobox|  |Image=200px  |Profession= Ganger..."

Patty Cake

2023-07-01T19:53:56Z

File:Patty Cakes.png

2023-07-01T19:51:12Z

The Cretan:

Count of Three

2023-07-01T17:02:26Z

The Cretan:

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To Be Fleshed Out Later: Count of Three is a young human street samurai with a chip on his shoulder and an assassin's code in his heart.
===Goals===
To Be Fleshed Out Later: To gain allies and strong bonds of friendship to make up for the family that he has lost. To gain strength and skill to one day return and avenge his mother's murder.
==Background==
To Be Fleshed Out Later: Callum "Count of Three" Forde was raised in Seattle by his single mother, a contract killer in the Seattle Mob. Groomed from a young age to one day join The Family his life was turned upside down when an intra-family dispute ended with the Don killing his mother. But only after he had her beaten and physically broken did he tell her she could flee his sight and live, if she could manage it by the count of three.

Not trusting the teenaged Callum in his ranks the new Don ordered him taken into the streets and to be murdered out of his sight. But the soldier, an old friend of Callum's mother, couldn't bring himself to pull the trigger. Instead he let him go.

Cybered and trained by his mother Callum took up whatever small-time criminal work he could find to create a shelter for himself. Skilled and driven to one day return and exact his revenge, Callum now wears the alias "Count of Three" and turns to the shadows in hopes of further refining his skills for that fateful day.
== Narrative Significant Qualities ==

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[[Category:Player Characters]]

Alkaios the Cretan

2023-07-01T17:01:00Z

The Cretan:

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===Summary===
Alkaios "the Cretan" Mallas is a Troll (Minotaur) Edgelord and Soak Tank, with a long-term goal of growth over time. (Start wobbly, finish strong!)

===Goals===
Find some way to afford the cognitive therapy Alkaios needs to fully recover from his brain injuries, and then find some sense of purpose in life.
==Background==
Due to the severe brain trauma he has suffered, Alkaios has hazy memories of many stages of his life, especially growing up on Crete.

In his childhood, he remembers being well-loved and cared for by his mother. Distantly is the only way he can recall his father, in all senses of the word. He doesn't recall where his father worked overseas but rarely did he see him. In those times of union, remembrances of affection surface easily, and then painfully. Alkaios does not know when exactly his father died but only that he is no longer living.

In his youth, he remembers being bullied by human children and turning the other cheek. Huge even in his early teens Alkaios never once struck those that teased him, so afraid he was of accidentally killing or maiming even those who brought him nothing but pain. He recalls fair treatment by his community, even though he was the only of his kind that he ever knew. He was not treated unfairly by the adults of his world or, perhaps, he cannot now recall those painful memories.

Even from his youth he recalls wanting to protect and help others. With his prodigious strength and endurance he served as a volunteer firefighter in his little town. Even as a teen he was taller and tougher and stronger than any adult he knew. His mother, most of her extended family killed by during the AFA's invasion in the 2030s, urged him to join the Federation Marines. Seeing it as an opportunity to protect his community and the rest of Federated Hellas, he enlisted with a special exemption at 16.

Here his memories tend to sharpen into clearer focus before washing away entirely.

He enjoyed his time as a marine. He was told early that he was officer material and that praise burrowed itself deep into his brain. Driven and fanatically conscientious he quickly moved up the ranks, earning an invite to the Hellenic Military Academy at 18. There he faced initial discrimination due to his metatype but quickly turned his doubters into supporters. Soon thereafter he was sent as a junior officer to serve-and-observe with the Hellas Navy's special warfare unit, the Underwater Demolition Command.

His memories crystalize the most vividly on the starless night of March 18th, 2082.

His unit was dispatched to intercept a freighter that had failed a naval credential check. Sailing under a false Maersk flag Alkaios and his team sliced across the dark waters of Mesogeios Thalassa. They boarded the vessel, coming under heavy automatic weapons fire, but quickly overwhelmed the armed crew. The special forces unit discovered the deck of the shipping freighter was filled not with cargo containers of contraband, but living people. Slicing open the locks from container after container they discovered that there were thousands of Muslim refugees stowed away in hundreds and hundreds of shipping containers.

His commanding officer, like many people of the peoples of Hellas, had lost his whole family tree to the AFA invasions. With the assent of his men the commanding officer ordered his team to plant depth charges and sink the vessel, rather than steer thousands of unwanted and still-blamed Muslim refugees into port.

Alkaios was given the command to assist with the setting of charges. Alkaios, spine stiffening and his heart sinking, refused his order. Instead he radioed in that the special forces unit had uncovered a massive human smuggling operation, calling in the estimated number of refugees, and advised Command that they were steering the vessel into port.

Alkaios's life was over.

Upon returning to port his commanding officer had him arrested by military police for failure to obey an order and dereliction of duty. In the whirlwind that followed Alkaios was ultimately freed, and honorably discharged, but only after he told a Hellas Naval Tribunal the truth.

His discharged squad came for him some nights later. Here all memories swirl into darkness but Alkaios remembers willingly meeting them in the square of his village and, like in his youth, not striking back as they sought to snuff out his life. Blessed with supernatural toughness he survived the torturous beating, left handing by his feet from a street light, his face a crushed mass of blood, his horns sawed off right to the flesh of his crushed skull.

It has been two years, nearly, since the mauling. Alkaios never returned home from the hospital he'd been flown to in Athens worrying that the soldiers would return or, worse, would target his mother. Forced even with his brain injury to pit fight in illicit "No-Aug" match-ups he would raise just enough drachma to start intensive therapy, only to have another TBI send him crashing down and his money stolen/wasted on hallucinatory benders.

It wasn't until a cousin from Seattle reached out, inviting him to his wedding, that Alkaios broke free from his cycle of self-destruction. Flown in on his cousin's dime Alkaios was given a fresh start at life. With his military training and a body as durable as tungsten (and plenty of Shadowrunner trids watched in his intial recovery) Alkaios has decided that running the shadows might be the best way for him to afford the nuyen and time needed to fix what still remains broken inside.

== Narrative Significant Qualities ==

===Positive===
Bilingual: Alkaios is fluent in both the Greek of his homeland and English.

Born Rich: not actually born rich, this quality is reskinned in roleplay terms to cover his military training, the small amounts of augmentation Alkaios the Cretan has around the edges, along with his starting equipment.

Exceptional Attribute (Body): Alkaios the Cretan is exceptional, physically. Just a few moments in his presence and you can sense it. No magic, no augmentation...just pure physical superiority.

===Negative===
Addictions (Mild: Kamikaze and Numb): The Hellas Navy discovered they could save huge amounts of drachma by augmenting their soldiers in large numbers with genetech, priming their soldiers to be better adept at using combat drugs and thus saving fortunes off their military budget by not paying for the clinics and cybertechnologists necessary to improve their soldiers the old-fashioned way. The Cretan views Kamikaze as an unfortunate necessity when violence breaks out, and Numb much the same way...though in dark times The Cretan will turn to Numb for, well, exactly what it says on the tin.

National Sin (Federation of Hellas): He's a foreigner in Seattle and his Greek, sadly, will always be better than his English.

Code of Honor (Soldier's Code): The Cretan takes this very, very, very seriously. He's quiet about his beliefs but will not bend them.

==Run History==
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==Affiliations==

===Contacts===
Hez-kukra

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===Organizations===


===Allies===
None, yet.
===Enemies===
None yet, thankfully!
=In Character Information=
Looking to recover myself, and then find my people.
==Symbols and Signatures==

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==SINs==
Alkaios Mallas (Federation of Hellas, Legitimate SIN)
Dimitrios Manikas (Fake SIN Rating 3, UCAS Issuer)
==Appearance==
Alkaios "The Cretan" Mallas is imposing, even by Minotaur standards. Standing more than a full foot taller than the average Minotaur Alkaios is much closer in height to the average troll than he is the average Minotaur. He is built like a truck, implausible layers upon layers of muscle. Many Minotaur would consider him to be "hairless" when, in fact, his genetic expression for hair has emerged more like a typical Greek man than a full-furred Minotaur. With a head of thick curly hair and a pale white, marbled body he appears to be as much a Grecian god-given-flesh than anything else. His stunning physique is head-turning and alluring with the sheer physical power evident in his flesh but his face, tragically, does not match the Adonis sculpture upon which it sits.

From a distance it isn't immediately obvious but up close it is apparent that Alkaios suffered at least one, if not multiple, terrible and life-altering injuries to his face and head. While the stubs of his sawed-off horns are well concealed beneath the thick black of his Hellene mane, his nose is not. Crushed repeatedly, and ruined at some point by the hands of inept (or perhaps meta-hating) surgeons, his nose appears to be the bent and broken reconstitution of a human's, not Minotaur's. Uneven scars cross jag along the jaw and neck and in the crevasses of his bare cheeks. It is hard to tell in passing if a thick black coat of beard could grow from the maze of scar tissue but if it could, no one will know as Alkaios keeps it shaved sharp and clean.

The eyes of Alkaios, too, are unnerving up close. Inhumanly large, the whites are faintly bloodshot, even at rest, from repeated abuse of the Kamikaze street drug. The pupils too are unnerving being fully, completely black...they sit amongst the maze of scars like two deep, inky wells. There is a tragic sense, when examined up close and with a tender eye, that Alkaois might once have been considered handsome in the unusual but striking look of him. But after some untold torture and disfigurement he now carries the countenance of Frankenstein's Monster and the eyes of an exhausted, defeated bull.

When Alkaios smiles he flashes a painful pearlescence of straight large but clearly artificial teeth. When Alkaios smiles there is genuine gentleness there; unmistakable softness and shy sweetness.

The scarring that so dominates his face is not nearly as pronounced elsewhere on his body. His gigantic hands are heavy and rest at the end of piston-strong forearms. His knuckles are augmented with striking callouses, thick and coarse pads that lend his blows even more terrifying power. His legs are thick as tree-trunks and his feet to match. Despite the colossal size of Alkaios there is an obvious athleticism and a sense of boundless, unstoppable strength.
=== Clothing ===
For now Alkaios the Cretan wears the same gargantuan armored jacket wherever he goes, with solid slabs of battle-boot clunking along beneath.
===Matrix Persona===
A White Bull, Cartoonish and Disney-Friendly
==Media Mentions==
N/A
==ShadowGrid Profile Comments==

File:Alkaios Wearing Synthskin Mask.png

2023-07-01T16:59:44Z

The Cretan:

Alkaios wearing a synthskin mask as a disguise.

Count of Three

2023-07-01T16:56:46Z

The Cretan:

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To Be Fleshed Out Later: Count of Three is a young human street samurai with a chip on his shoulder and an assassin's code in his heart.
===Goals===
To Be Fleshed Out Later: To gain allies and strong bonds of friendship to make up for the family that he has lost. To gain strength and skill to one day return and avenge his mother's murder.
==Background==
To Be Fleshed Out Later: Callum "Count of Three" Forde was raised in Seattle by his single mother, a contract killer in the Seattle Mob. Groomed from a young age to one day join The Family his life was turned upside down when an intra-family dispute ended with the Don killing his mother. But only after he had her beaten and physically broken did he tell her she could flee his sight and live, if she could manage it by the count of three.

Not trusting the teenaged Callum in his ranks the new Don ordered him taken into the streets and to be murdered out of his sight. But the soldier, an old friend of Callum's mother, couldn't bring himself to pull the trigger. Instead he let him go.

Cybered and trained by his mother Callum took up whatever small-time criminal work he could find to create a shelter for himself. Skilled and driven to one day return and exact his revenge, Callum now wears the alias "Count of Three" and turns to the shadows in hopes of further refining his skills for that fateful day.
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File:Count of Three Character Art.png

2023-07-01T16:54:59Z

The Cretan:

Character art for Count of Three (AI generated)

Alkaios the Cretan

2023-07-01T16:27:05Z

The Cretan: /* Summary */

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=Character Information=

Alkaios the Cretan carries a small, battered, red and white book wherever he goes. Usually he keeps it tucked carefully in his pocket. When he is alone, or unaware that he is being observed, sometimes he'll take it out and hold it in his hands thoughtfully. Rarely does he ever open it. The cover is deeply faded, the title long worn off, but there is still a red cross visible in the bottom right corner.

===Summary===
Alkaios "the Cretan" Mallas is a Troll (Minotaur) Edgelord and Soak Tank, with a long-term goal of growth over time. (Start wobbly, finish strong!)

===Goals===
Find some way to afford the cognitive therapy Alkaios needs to fully recover from his brain injuries, and then find some sense of purpose in life.
==Background==
Due to the severe brain trauma he has suffered, Alkaios has hazy memories of many stages of his life, especially growing up on Crete.

In his childhood, he remembers being well-loved and cared for by his mother. Distantly is the only way he can recall his father, in all senses of the word. He doesn't recall where his father worked overseas but rarely did he see him. In those times of union, remembrances of affection surface easily, and then painfully. Alkaios does not know when exactly his father died but only that he is no longer living.

In his youth, he remembers being bullied by human children and turning the other cheek. Huge even in his early teens Alkaios never once struck those that teased him, so afraid he was of accidentally killing or maiming even those who brought him nothing but pain. He recalls fair treatment by his community, even though he was the only of his kind that he ever knew. He was not treated unfairly by the adults of his world or, perhaps, he cannot now recall those painful memories.

Even from his youth he recalls wanting to protect and help others. With his prodigious strength and endurance he served as a volunteer firefighter in his little town. Even as a teen he was taller and tougher and stronger than any adult he knew. His mother, most of her extended family killed by during the AFA's invasion in the 2030s, urged him to join the Federation Marines. Seeing it as an opportunity to protect his community and the rest of Federated Hellas, he enlisted with a special exemption at 16.

Here his memories tend to sharpen into clearer focus before washing away entirely.

He enjoyed his time as a marine. He was told early that he was officer material and that praise burrowed itself deep into his brain. Driven and fanatically conscientious he quickly moved up the ranks, earning an invite to the Hellenic Military Academy at 18. There he faced initial discrimination due to his metatype but quickly turned his doubters into supporters. Soon thereafter he was sent as a junior officer to serve-and-observe with the Hellas Navy's special warfare unit, the Underwater Demolition Command.

His memories crystalize the most vividly on the starless night of March 18th, 2082.

His unit was dispatched to intercept a freighter that had failed a naval credential check. Sailing under a false Maersk flag Alkaios and his team sliced across the dark waters of Mesogeios Thalassa. They boarded the vessel, coming under heavy automatic weapons fire, but quickly overwhelmed the armed crew. The special forces unit discovered the deck of the shipping freighter was filled not with cargo containers of contraband, but living people. Slicing open the locks from container after container they discovered that there were thousands of Muslim refugees stowed away in hundreds and hundreds of shipping containers.

His commanding officer, like many people of the peoples of Hellas, had lost his whole family tree to the AFA invasions. With the assent of his men the commanding officer ordered his team to plant depth charges and sink the vessel, rather than steer thousands of unwanted and still-blamed Muslim refugees into port.

Alkaios was given the command to assist with the setting of charges. Alkaios, spine stiffening and his heart sinking, refused his order. Instead he radioed in that the special forces unit had uncovered a massive human smuggling operation, calling in the estimated number of refugees, and advised Command that they were steering the vessel into port.

Alkaios's life was over.

Upon returning to port his commanding officer had him arrested by military police for failure to obey an order and dereliction of duty. In the whirlwind that followed Alkaios was ultimately freed, and honorably discharged, but only after he told a Hellas Naval Tribunal the truth.

His discharged squad came for him some nights later. Here all memories swirl into darkness but Alkaios remembers willingly meeting them in the square of his village and, like in his youth, not striking back as they sought to snuff out his life. Blessed with supernatural toughness he survived the torturous beating, left handing by his feet from a street light, his face a crushed mass of blood, his horns sawed off right to the flesh of his crushed skull.

It has been two years, nearly, since the mauling. Alkaios never returned home from the hospital he'd been flown to in Athens worrying that the soldiers would return or, worse, would target his mother. Forced even with his brain injury to pit fight in illicit "No-Aug" match-ups he would raise just enough drachma to start intensive therapy, only to have another TBI send him crashing down and his money stolen/wasted on hallucinatory benders.

It wasn't until a cousin from Seattle reached out, inviting him to his wedding, that Alkaios broke free from his cycle of self-destruction. Flown in on his cousin's dime Alkaios was given a fresh start at life. With his military training and a body as durable as tungsten (and plenty of Shadowrunner trids watched in his intial recovery) Alkaios has decided that running the shadows might be the best way for him to afford the nuyen and time needed to fix what still remains broken inside.

== Narrative Significant Qualities ==

===Positive===
Bilingual: Alkaios is fluent in both the Greek of his homeland and English.

Born Rich: not actually born rich, this quality is reskinned in roleplay terms to cover his military training, the small amounts of augmentation Alkaios the Cretan has around the edges, along with his starting equipment.

Exceptional Attribute (Body): Alkaios the Cretan is exceptional, physically. Just a few moments in his presence and you can sense it. No magic, no augmentation...just pure physical superiority.

===Negative===
Addictions (Mild: Kamikaze and Numb): The Hellas Navy discovered they could save huge amounts of drachma by augmenting their soldiers in large numbers with genetech, priming their soldiers to be better adept at using combat drugs and thus saving fortunes off their military budget by not paying for the clinics and cybertechnologists necessary to improve their soldiers the old-fashioned way. The Cretan views Kamikaze as an unfortunate necessity when violence breaks out, and Numb much the same way...though in dark times The Cretan will turn to Numb for, well, exactly what it says on the tin.

National Sin (Federation of Hellas): He's a foreigner in Seattle and his Greek, sadly, will always be better than his English.

Code of Honor (Soldier's Code): The Cretan takes this very, very, very seriously. He's quiet about his beliefs but will not bend them.

==Run History==
{{RunHistory}}


==Affiliations==

===Contacts===
Hez-kukra

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===Organizations===


===Allies===
None, yet.
===Enemies===
None yet, thankfully!
=In Character Information=
Looking to recover myself, and then find my people.
==Symbols and Signatures==

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Alkaios Mallas (Federation of Hellas, Legitimate SIN)
Dimitrios Manikas (Fake SIN Rating 3, UCAS Issuer)
==Appearance==
Alkaios "The Cretan" Mallas is imposing, even by Minotaur standards. Standing more than a full foot taller than the average Minotaur Alkaios is much closer in height to the average troll than he is the average Minotaur. He is built like a truck, implausible layers upon layers of muscle. Many Minotaur would consider him to be "hairless" when, in fact, his genetic expression for hair has emerged more like a typical Greek man than a full-furred Minotaur. With a head of thick curly hair and a pale white, marbled body he appears to be as much a Grecian god-given-flesh than anything else. His stunning physique is head-turning and alluring with the sheer physical power evident in his flesh but his face, tragically, does not match the Adonis sculpture upon which it sits.

From a distance it isn't immediately obvious but up close it is apparent that Alkaios suffered at least one, if not multiple, terrible and life-altering injuries to his face and head. While the stubs of his sawed-off horns are well concealed beneath the thick black of his Hellene mane, his nose is not. Crushed repeatedly, and ruined at some point by the hands of inept (or perhaps meta-hating) surgeons, his nose appears to be the bent and broken reconstitution of a human's, not Minotaur's. Uneven scars cross jag along the jaw and neck and in the crevasses of his bare cheeks. It is hard to tell in passing if a thick black coat of beard could grow from the maze of scar tissue but if it could, no one will know as Alkaios keeps it shaved sharp and clean.

The eyes of Alkaios, too, are unnerving up close. Inhumanly large, the whites are faintly bloodshot, even at rest, from repeated abuse of the Kamikaze street drug. The pupils too are unnerving being fully, completely black...they sit amongst the maze of scars like two deep, inky wells. There is a tragic sense, when examined up close and with a tender eye, that Alkaois might once have been considered handsome in the unusual but striking look of him. But after some untold torture and disfigurement he now carries the countenance of Frankenstein's Monster and the eyes of an exhausted, defeated bull.

When Alkaios smiles he flashes a painful pearlescence of straight large but clearly artificial teeth. When Alkaios smiles there is genuine gentleness there; unmistakable softness and shy sweetness.

The scarring that so dominates his face is not nearly as pronounced elsewhere on his body. His gigantic hands are heavy and rest at the end of piston-strong forearms. His knuckles are augmented with striking callouses, thick and coarse pads that lend his blows even more terrifying power. His legs are thick as tree-trunks and his feet to match. Despite the colossal size of Alkaios there is an obvious athleticism and a sense of boundless, unstoppable strength.
=== Clothing ===
For now Alkaios the Cretan wears the same gargantuan armored jacket wherever he goes, with solid slabs of battle-boot clunking along beneath.
===Matrix Persona===
A White Bull, Cartoonish and Disney-Friendly
==Media Mentions==
N/A
==ShadowGrid Profile Comments==

Alkaios the Cretan

2023-07-01T16:26:36Z

The Cretan:

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Alkaios the Cretan carries a small, battered, red and white book wherever he goes. Usually he keeps it tucked carefully in his pocket. When he is alone, or unaware that he is being observed, sometimes he'll take it out and hold it in his hands thoughtfully. Rarely does he ever open it. The cover is deeply faded, the title long worn off, but there is still a red cross visible in the bottom right corner.

===Summary===
Alkaios "The Cretan" Mallas is a Troll (Minotaur) Edgelord and Soak Tank, with a long-term goal of growth over time. (Start wobbly, finish strong!)
===Goals===
Find some way to afford the cognitive therapy Alkaios needs to fully recover from his brain injuries, and then find some sense of purpose in life.
==Background==
Due to the severe brain trauma he has suffered, Alkaios has hazy memories of many stages of his life, especially growing up on Crete.

In his childhood, he remembers being well-loved and cared for by his mother. Distantly is the only way he can recall his father, in all senses of the word. He doesn't recall where his father worked overseas but rarely did he see him. In those times of union, remembrances of affection surface easily, and then painfully. Alkaios does not know when exactly his father died but only that he is no longer living.

In his youth, he remembers being bullied by human children and turning the other cheek. Huge even in his early teens Alkaios never once struck those that teased him, so afraid he was of accidentally killing or maiming even those who brought him nothing but pain. He recalls fair treatment by his community, even though he was the only of his kind that he ever knew. He was not treated unfairly by the adults of his world or, perhaps, he cannot now recall those painful memories.

Even from his youth he recalls wanting to protect and help others. With his prodigious strength and endurance he served as a volunteer firefighter in his little town. Even as a teen he was taller and tougher and stronger than any adult he knew. His mother, most of her extended family killed by during the AFA's invasion in the 2030s, urged him to join the Federation Marines. Seeing it as an opportunity to protect his community and the rest of Federated Hellas, he enlisted with a special exemption at 16.

Here his memories tend to sharpen into clearer focus before washing away entirely.

He enjoyed his time as a marine. He was told early that he was officer material and that praise burrowed itself deep into his brain. Driven and fanatically conscientious he quickly moved up the ranks, earning an invite to the Hellenic Military Academy at 18. There he faced initial discrimination due to his metatype but quickly turned his doubters into supporters. Soon thereafter he was sent as a junior officer to serve-and-observe with the Hellas Navy's special warfare unit, the Underwater Demolition Command.

His memories crystalize the most vividly on the starless night of March 18th, 2082.

His unit was dispatched to intercept a freighter that had failed a naval credential check. Sailing under a false Maersk flag Alkaios and his team sliced across the dark waters of Mesogeios Thalassa. They boarded the vessel, coming under heavy automatic weapons fire, but quickly overwhelmed the armed crew. The special forces unit discovered the deck of the shipping freighter was filled not with cargo containers of contraband, but living people. Slicing open the locks from container after container they discovered that there were thousands of Muslim refugees stowed away in hundreds and hundreds of shipping containers.

His commanding officer, like many people of the peoples of Hellas, had lost his whole family tree to the AFA invasions. With the assent of his men the commanding officer ordered his team to plant depth charges and sink the vessel, rather than steer thousands of unwanted and still-blamed Muslim refugees into port.

Alkaios was given the command to assist with the setting of charges. Alkaios, spine stiffening and his heart sinking, refused his order. Instead he radioed in that the special forces unit had uncovered a massive human smuggling operation, calling in the estimated number of refugees, and advised Command that they were steering the vessel into port.

Alkaios's life was over.

Upon returning to port his commanding officer had him arrested by military police for failure to obey an order and dereliction of duty. In the whirlwind that followed Alkaios was ultimately freed, and honorably discharged, but only after he told a Hellas Naval Tribunal the truth.

His discharged squad came for him some nights later. Here all memories swirl into darkness but Alkaios remembers willingly meeting them in the square of his village and, like in his youth, not striking back as they sought to snuff out his life. Blessed with supernatural toughness he survived the torturous beating, left handing by his feet from a street light, his face a crushed mass of blood, his horns sawed off right to the flesh of his crushed skull.

It has been two years, nearly, since the mauling. Alkaios never returned home from the hospital he'd been flown to in Athens worrying that the soldiers would return or, worse, would target his mother. Forced even with his brain injury to pit fight in illicit "No-Aug" match-ups he would raise just enough drachma to start intensive therapy, only to have another TBI send him crashing down and his money stolen/wasted on hallucinatory benders.

It wasn't until a cousin from Seattle reached out, inviting him to his wedding, that Alkaios broke free from his cycle of self-destruction. Flown in on his cousin's dime Alkaios was given a fresh start at life. With his military training and a body as durable as tungsten (and plenty of Shadowrunner trids watched in his intial recovery) Alkaios has decided that running the shadows might be the best way for him to afford the nuyen and time needed to fix what still remains broken inside.

== Narrative Significant Qualities ==

===Positive===
Bilingual: Alkaios is fluent in both the Greek of his homeland and English.

Born Rich: not actually born rich, this quality is reskinned in roleplay terms to cover his military training, the small amounts of augmentation Alkaios the Cretan has around the edges, along with his starting equipment.

Exceptional Attribute (Body): Alkaios the Cretan is exceptional, physically. Just a few moments in his presence and you can sense it. No magic, no augmentation...just pure physical superiority.

===Negative===
Addictions (Mild: Kamikaze and Numb): The Hellas Navy discovered they could save huge amounts of drachma by augmenting their soldiers in large numbers with genetech, priming their soldiers to be better adept at using combat drugs and thus saving fortunes off their military budget by not paying for the clinics and cybertechnologists necessary to improve their soldiers the old-fashioned way. The Cretan views Kamikaze as an unfortunate necessity when violence breaks out, and Numb much the same way...though in dark times The Cretan will turn to Numb for, well, exactly what it says on the tin.

National Sin (Federation of Hellas): He's a foreigner in Seattle and his Greek, sadly, will always be better than his English.

Code of Honor (Soldier's Code): The Cretan takes this very, very, very seriously. He's quiet about his beliefs but will not bend them.

==Run History==
{{RunHistory}}


==Affiliations==

===Contacts===
Hez-kukra

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===Organizations===


===Allies===
None, yet.
===Enemies===
None yet, thankfully!
=In Character Information=
Looking to recover myself, and then find my people.
==Symbols and Signatures==

==Matrix Search Table==
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==SINs==
Alkaios Mallas (Federation of Hellas, Legitimate SIN)
Dimitrios Manikas (Fake SIN Rating 3, UCAS Issuer)
==Appearance==
Alkaios "The Cretan" Mallas is imposing, even by Minotaur standards. Standing more than a full foot taller than the average Minotaur Alkaios is much closer in height to the average troll than he is the average Minotaur. He is built like a truck, implausible layers upon layers of muscle. Many Minotaur would consider him to be "hairless" when, in fact, his genetic expression for hair has emerged more like a typical Greek man than a full-furred Minotaur. With a head of thick curly hair and a pale white, marbled body he appears to be as much a Grecian god-given-flesh than anything else. His stunning physique is head-turning and alluring with the sheer physical power evident in his flesh but his face, tragically, does not match the Adonis sculpture upon which it sits.

From a distance it isn't immediately obvious but up close it is apparent that Alkaios suffered at least one, if not multiple, terrible and life-altering injuries to his face and head. While the stubs of his sawed-off horns are well concealed beneath the thick black of his Hellene mane, his nose is not. Crushed repeatedly, and ruined at some point by the hands of inept (or perhaps meta-hating) surgeons, his nose appears to be the bent and broken reconstitution of a human's, not Minotaur's. Uneven scars cross jag along the jaw and neck and in the crevasses of his bare cheeks. It is hard to tell in passing if a thick black coat of beard could grow from the maze of scar tissue but if it could, no one will know as Alkaios keeps it shaved sharp and clean.

The eyes of Alkaios, too, are unnerving up close. Inhumanly large, the whites are faintly bloodshot, even at rest, from repeated abuse of the Kamikaze street drug. The pupils too are unnerving being fully, completely black...they sit amongst the maze of scars like two deep, inky wells. There is a tragic sense, when examined up close and with a tender eye, that Alkaois might once have been considered handsome in the unusual but striking look of him. But after some untold torture and disfigurement he now carries the countenance of Frankenstein's Monster and the eyes of an exhausted, defeated bull.

When Alkaios smiles he flashes a painful pearlescence of straight large but clearly artificial teeth. When Alkaios smiles there is genuine gentleness there; unmistakable softness and shy sweetness.

The scarring that so dominates his face is not nearly as pronounced elsewhere on his body. His gigantic hands are heavy and rest at the end of piston-strong forearms. His knuckles are augmented with striking callouses, thick and coarse pads that lend his blows even more terrifying power. His legs are thick as tree-trunks and his feet to match. Despite the colossal size of Alkaios there is an obvious athleticism and a sense of boundless, unstoppable strength.
=== Clothing ===
For now Alkaios the Cretan wears the same gargantuan armored jacket wherever he goes, with solid slabs of battle-boot clunking along beneath.
===Matrix Persona===
A White Bull, Cartoonish and Disney-Friendly
==Media Mentions==
N/A
==ShadowGrid Profile Comments==

Fragile? It Must Be Italian! Part 1.1

2023-07-01T12:59:17Z

The Cretan:

Fragile? It Must Be Italian! Part 1.1

2023-07-01T12:56:06Z

The Cretan: Created page with "{{AARInfobox|   |Date=2084-06-29  |GM=YouMayFireWhenReady  |Location=Thunder Bay, Algonkian-Manitou Council <!--..."

Alkaios the Cretan

2023-06-30T14:57:47Z

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=Character Information=

The Cretan carries a small, battered, red and white book wherever he goes. Usually he keeps it tucked carefully in his pocket. When he is alone, or unaware that he is being observed, sometimes he'll take it out and hold it in his hands thoughtfully. Rarely does he ever open it. The cover is deeply faded, the title long worn off, but there is still a red cross visible in the bottom right corner.

===Summary===
Alkaios "The Cretan" Mallas is a Troll (Minotaur) Edgelord and Soak Tank, with a long-term goal of growth over time. (Start wobbly, finish strong!)
===Goals===
Find some way to afford the cognitive therapy Alkaios needs to fully recover from his brain injuries, and then find some sense of purpose in life.
==Background==
Due to the severe brain trauma he has suffered, Alkaios has hazy memories of many stages of his life, especially growing up on Crete.

In his childhood, he remembers being well-loved and cared for by his mother. Distantly is the only way he can recall his father, in all senses of the word. He doesn't recall where his father worked overseas but rarely did he see him. In those times of union, remembrances of affection surface easily, and then painfully. Alkaios does not know when exactly his father died but only that he is no longer living.

In his youth, he remembers being bullied by human children and turning the other cheek. Huge even in his early teens Alkaios never once struck those that teased him, so afraid he was of accidentally killing or maiming even those who brought him nothing but pain. He recalls fair treatment by his community, even though he was the only of his kind that he ever knew. He was not treated unfairly by the adults of his world or, perhaps, he cannot now recall those painful memories.

Even from his youth he recalls wanting to protect and help others. With his prodigious strength and endurance he served as a volunteer firefighter in his little town. Even as a teen he was taller and tougher and stronger than any adult he knew. His mother, most of her extended family killed by during the AFA's invasion in the 2030s, urged him to join the Federation Marines. Seeing it as an opportunity to protect his community and the rest of Federated Hellas, he enlisted with a special exemption at 16.

Here his memories tend to sharpen into clearer focus before washing away entirely.

He enjoyed his time as a marine. He was told early that he was officer material and that praise burrowed itself deep into his brain. Driven and fanatically conscientious he quickly moved up the ranks, earning an invite to the Hellenic Military Academy at 18. There he faced initial discrimination due to his metatype but quickly turned his doubters into supporters. Soon thereafter he was sent as a junior officer to serve-and-observe with the Hellas Navy's special warfare unit, the Underwater Demolition Command.

His memories crystalize the most vividly on the starless night of March 18th, 2082.

His unit was dispatched to intercept a freighter that had failed a naval credential check. Sailing under a false Maersk flag Alkaios and his team sliced across the dark waters of Mesogeios Thalassa. They boarded the vessel, coming under heavy automatic weapons fire, but quickly overwhelmed the armed crew. The special forces unit discovered the deck of the shipping freighter was filled not with cargo containers of contraband, but living people. Slicing open the locks from container after container they discovered that there were thousands of Muslim refugees stowed away in hundreds and hundreds of shipping containers.

His commanding officer, like many people of the peoples of Hellas, had lost his whole family tree to the AFA invasions. With the assent of his men the commanding officer ordered his team to plant depth charges and sink the vessel, rather than steer thousands of unwanted and still-blamed Muslim refugees into port.

Alkaios was given the command to assist with the setting of charges. Alkaios, spine stiffening and his heart sinking, refused his order. Instead he radioed in that the special forces unit had uncovered a massive human smuggling operation, calling in the estimated number of refugees, and advised Command that they were steering the vessel into port.

Alkaios's life was over.

Upon returning to port his commanding officer had him arrested by military police for failure to obey an order and dereliction of duty. In the whirlwind that followed Alkaios was ultimately freed, and honorably discharged, but only after he told a Hellas Naval Tribunal the truth.

His discharged squad came for him some nights later. Here all memories swirl into darkness but Alkaios remembers willingly meeting them in the square of his village and, like in his youth, not striking back as they sought to snuff out his life. Blessed with supernatural toughness he survived the torturous beating, left handing by his feet from a street light, his face a crushed mass of blood, his horns sawed off right to the flesh of his crushed skull.

It has been two years, nearly, since the mauling. Alkaios never returned home from the hospital he'd been flown to in Athens worrying that the soldiers would return or, worse, would target his mother. Forced even with his brain injury to pit fight in illicit "No-Aug" match-ups he would raise just enough drachma to start intensive therapy, only to have another TBI send him crashing down and his money stolen/wasted on hallucinatory benders.

It wasn't until a cousin from Seattle reached out, inviting him to his wedding, that Alkaios broke free from his cycle of self-destruction. Flown in on his cousin's dime Alkaios was given a fresh start at life. With his military training and a body as durable as tungsten (and plenty of Shadowrunner trids watched in his intial recovery) Alkaios has decided that running the shadows might be the best way for him to afford the nuyen and time needed to fix what still remains broken inside.

== Narrative Significant Qualities ==

===Positive===
Community Connection: orks and trolls can't help but love the guy. Even though he's new to Seattle he's been taken in within the Ork Underground and has been given help with housing and the adjustments to a new continent and way of life.

Born Rich: not actually born rich, this quality is reskinned in roleplay terms to cover his military training, the small amounts of augmentation The Cretan has around the edges, along with his starting equipment.

Exceptional Attribute (Body): The Cretan is exceptional, physically. Just a few moments in his presence and you can sense it. No magic, no augmentation...just pure physical superiority.

===Negative===
Addictions (Mild: Kamikaze and Numb): The Hellas Navy discovered they could save huge amounts of drachma by augmenting their soldiers in large numbers with genetech, priming their soldiers to be better adept at using combat drugs and thus saving fortunes off their military budget by not paying for the clinics and cybertechnologists necessary to improve their soldiers the old-fashioned way. The Cretan views Kamikaze as an unfortunate necessity when violence breaks out, and Numb much the same way...though in dark times The Cretan will turn to Numb for, well, exactly what it says on the tin.

National Sin (Federation of Hellas): He's a foreigner in Seattle and his Greek, sadly, will always be better than his English.

Code of Honor (Soldier's Code): The Cretan takes this very, very, very seriously. He's quiet about his beliefs but will not bend them.

==Run History==
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==Affiliations==

===Contacts===
Hez-kukra

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===Organizations===


===Allies===
None, yet.
===Enemies===
None yet, thankfully!
=In Character Information=
Looking to recover myself, and then find my people.
==Symbols and Signatures==

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==SINs==
Alkaios Mallas (Federation of Hellas, Legitimate SIN)
Dimitrios Manikas (Fake SIN Rating 3, UCAS Issuer)
==Appearance==
Alkaios "The Cretan" Mallas is imposing, even by Minotaur standards. Standing more than a full foot taller than the average Minotaur Alkaios is much closer in height to the average troll than he is the average Minotaur. He is built like a truck, implausible layers upon layers of muscle. Many Minotaur would consider him to be "hairless" when, in fact, his genetic expression for hair has emerged more like a typical Greek man than a full-furred Minotaur. With a head of thick curly hair and a pale white, marbled body he appears to be as much a Grecian god-given-flesh than anything else. His stunning physique is head-turning and alluring with the sheer physical power evident in his flesh but his face, tragically, does not match the Adonis sculpture upon which it sits.

From a distance it isn't immediately obvious but up close it is apparent that Alkaios suffered at least one, if not multiple, terrible and life-altering injuries to his face and head. While the stubs of his sawed-off horns are well concealed beneath the thick black of his Hellene mane, his nose is not. Crushed repeatedly, and ruined at some point by the hands of inept (or perhaps meta-hating) surgeons, his nose appears to be the bent and broken reconstitution of a human's, not Minotaur's. Uneven scars cross jag along the jaw and neck and in the crevasses of his bare cheeks. It is hard to tell in passing if a thick black coat of beard could grow from the maze of scar tissue but if it could, no one will know as Alkaios keeps it shaved sharp and clean.

The eyes of Alkaios, too, are unnerving up close. Inhumanly large, the whites are faintly bloodshot, even at rest, from repeated abuse of the Kamikaze street drug. The pupils too are unnerving being fully, completely black...they sit amongst the maze of scars like two deep, inky wells. There is a tragic sense, when examined up close and with a tender eye, that Alkaois might once have been considered handsome in the unusual but striking look of him. But after some untold torture and disfigurement he now carries the countenance of Frankenstein's Monster and the eyes of an exhausted, defeated bull.

When Alkaios smiles he flashes a painful pearlescence of straight large but clearly artificial teeth. When Alkaios smiles there is genuine gentleness there; unmistakable softness and shy sweetness.

The scarring that so dominates his face is not nearly as pronounced elsewhere on his body. His gigantic hands are heavy and rest at the end of piston-strong forearms. His knuckles are augmented with striking callouses, thick and coarse pads that lend his blows even more terrifying power. His legs are thick as tree-trunks and his feet to match. Despite the colossal size of Alkaios there is an obvious athleticism and a sense of boundless, unstoppable strength.
=== Clothing ===
For now The Cretan wears the same gargantuan armored jacket wherever he goes, with solid slabs of battle-boot clunking along beneath.
===Matrix Persona===
A White Bull, Cartoonish and Disney-Friendly
==Media Mentions==
N/A
==ShadowGrid Profile Comments==

Hez-kukra

2023-06-30T13:59:08Z

The Cretan: Created page with " {{ContactInfobox|  |Image=200px  |Profession= Fixer and Black Clinici..."

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==Overview==
Hez-kukra is the street name of Zachary Washington, leader of the largest Sons of Sauron cell in the Seattle Metroplex. Washington is a talented cybertechnologist with a doctorate from Evo’s Far Eastern University in Vladivostok. His cell’s front is that of a body-shop in the Ork Underground where the Sons of Sauron and their carefully-vetted allies can receive exceptionally good black clinic cyberware and bioware augmentations in a seemingly bargain-bin chop-shop.

==Aspects Description==

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{{PositiveAspect|
|Aspect=Good Trouble
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==Dicepools==
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==Network==
===Player Characters with this Contact===
{{ContactPlayerConnections}}


===NPC who know this contact===

==Narrative Significant Runs==
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Devil's Night

2023-06-28T15:35:15Z

The Cretan:

''October 30th 2024''

Philadelphia, Pennsylvania: Humanis Policlub holds its first national convention to elect its first ever Shepherd.

January 1st 2084: After leading Humanis Policlub International for 37 years, Rev. Bryce W. Smith announces his retirement as Shepherd and calls for a new convention to elect his replacement. The first international convention in 37 years is called for later in the year, set to be held in Philadelphia.

June 19th 2084: Under immense pressure from MOM and other (meta)human rights organizations, the Mayoral Council of the Philadelphia-Camden Sprawl revokes civic authorization for the Humanis Policlub International Convention.

June X 2084: Karl Brackhaven, the centenarian leader of Humanis Policlub’s Seattle chapter, announces that Brackhaven Investments will permit some of its unused property to host the convention. The Humanis Policlub International Convention will be held at the revitalized and detoxified acreage of the long-abandoned Chateau Ste. Michelle Winery on the northwestern edge of the Redmond Barrens.

'''''>>>The Humanis Policlub International Convention will be held in Seattle on October 30th 2084.<<<'''''

In the meantime?

MOM protests in the light of day; the Sons of Sauron maneuver in the dark of night.

The streets simmer and roil as the day grows close.

Megacorporations spread their tendrils seeking, always, to turn all outcomes to their advantage.

The “Pure” prepare for a once-in-a-generation pilgrimage as support coalesces around three primary candidates. One of them will likely become the next, perhaps the last, Shepherd of the Humanis Policlub.

The shadows swirl with terrible, yet lucrative, potential.

'''''>>>Will Seattle survive Devil's Night?<<<'''''

==Factions==

===Sons of Sauron===

====Important Members====

====Goals====
To stop the Convention from occurring at almost any cost.

Failing that: making sure none of the senior leadership of Humanis leave Seattle alive.

===Humanis Policlub===

====Important Members====

====Goals====
To safely hold their convention; elect a new Shepherd; demonstrate to the world that they are a powerful and vital social and political force. There are three sub-factions (WIP) and while each hold this primary goal each has a different belief in what the Humanis Policlub should be, and how it should present itself to the world.

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Devil's Night

2023-06-28T15:32:59Z

The Cretan: Created page with "''October 30th 2024'' Philadelphia, Pennsylvania: Humanis Policlub holds its first national convention to elect its first ever Shepherd. January 1st 2084: After leading Humanis Policlub International for 37 years, Rev. Bryce W. Smith announces his retirement as Shepherd and calls for a new convention to elect his replacement. The first international convention in 37 years is called for later in the year, set to be held in Philadelphia. June 19th 2084: Under immense p..."

''October 30th 2024''

Philadelphia, Pennsylvania: Humanis Policlub holds its first national convention to elect its first ever Shepherd.

January 1st 2084: After leading Humanis Policlub International for 37 years, Rev. Bryce W. Smith announces his retirement as Shepherd and calls for a new convention to elect his replacement. The first international convention in 37 years is called for later in the year, set to be held in Philadelphia.

June 19th 2084: Under immense pressure from MOM and other (meta)human rights organizations, the Mayoral Council of the Philadelphia-Camden Sprawl revokes civic authorization for the Humanis Policlub International Convention.

June X 2084: Karl Brackhaven, the centenarian leader of Humanis Policlub’s Seattle chapter, announces that Brackhaven Investments will permit some of its unused property to host the convention. The Humanis Policlub International Convention will be held at the revitalized and detoxified acreage of the long-abandoned Chateau Ste Michelle Winery on the northwestern edge of the Redmond Barrens.

'''''>>>The Humanis Policlub International Convention will be held in Seattle on October 30th 2084.<<<'''''

In the meantime?

MOM protests in the light of day; the Sons of Sauron maneuver in the dark of night.

The streets simmer and roil as the day grows close.

Megacorporations spread their tendrils seeking, always, to turn all outcomes to their advantage.

The “Pure” prepare for a once-in-a-generation pilgrimage as support coalesces around three primary candidates. One of them will likely become the next, perhaps the last, Shepherd of the Humanis Policlub.

The shadows swirl with terrible, yet lucrative, potential.

'''''>>>Will Seattle survive Devil's Night?<<<'''''

==Factions==

===Sons of Sauron===

====Important Members====

====Goals====
To stop the Convention from occurring at almost any cost.

Failing that: making sure none of the senior leadership of Humanis leave Seattle alive.

===Humanis Policlub===

====Important Members====

====Goals====
To safely hold their convention; elect a new Shepherd; demonstrate to the world that they are a powerful and vital social and political force. There are three sub-factions (WIP) and while each hold this primary goal each has a different belief in what the Humanis Policlub should be, and how it should present itself to the world.

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"The Cretan"

2023-06-27T19:09:16Z

The Cretan: Created page with "{{CategoryTemplate}}  {{Infobox |YourWikiUsername = The Cretan |title = {{PAGENAME}}  |image= 200px  |header1= Archetype |header2= (Troll Edgelord/Soak Tank..."

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=Character Information=

The Cretan carries a small, battered, red and white book wherever he goes. Usually he keeps it tucked carefully in his pocket. When he is alone, or unaware that he is being observed, sometimes he'll take it out and hold it in his hands thoughtfully. Rarely does he ever open it. The cover is deeply faded, the title long worn off, but there is still a red cross visible in the bottom right corner.

===Summary===
Alkaios "The Cretan" Mallas is a Troll (Minotaur) Edgelord and Soak Tank, with a long-term goal of growth over time. (Start wobbly, finish strong!)
===Goals===
Find some way to afford the cognitive therapy Alkaios needs to fully recover from his brain injuries, and then find some sense of purpose in life.
==Background==
Due to the severe brain trauma he has suffered, Alkaios has hazy memories of many stages of his life, especially growing up on Crete.

In his childhood, he remembers being well-loved and cared for by his mother. Distantly is the only way he can recall his father, in all senses of the word. He doesn't recall where his father worked overseas but rarely did he see him. In those times of union, remembrances of affection surface easily, and then painfully. Alkaios does not know when exactly his father died but only that he is no longer living.

In his youth, he remembers being bullied by human children and turning the other cheek. Huge even in his early teens Alkaios never once struck those that teased him, so afraid he was of accidentally killing or maiming even those who brought him nothing but pain. He recalls fair treatment by his community, even though he was the only of his kind that he ever knew. He was not treated unfairly by the adults of his world or, perhaps, he cannot now recall those painful memories.

Even from his youth he recalls wanting to protect and help others. With his prodigious strength and endurance he served as a volunteer firefighter in his little town. Even as a teen he was taller and tougher and stronger than any adult he knew. His mother, most of her extended family killed by during the AFA's invasion in the 2030s, urged him to join the Federation Marines. Seeing it as an opportunity to protect his community and the rest of Federated Hellas, he enlisted with a special exemption at 16.

Here his memories tend to sharpen into clearer focus before washing away entirely.

He enjoyed his time as a marine. He was told early that he was officer material and that praise burrowed itself deep into his brain. Driven and fanatically conscientious he quickly moved up the ranks, earning an invite to the Hellenic Military Academy at 18. There he faced initial discrimination due to his metatype but quickly turned his doubters into supporters. Soon thereafter he was sent as a junior officer to serve-and-observe with the Hellas Navy's special warfare unit, the Underwater Demolition Command.

His memories crystalize the most vividly on the starless night of March 18th, 2082.

His unit was dispatched to intercept a freighter that had failed a naval credential check. Sailing under a false Maersk flag Alkaios and his team sliced across the dark waters of Mesogeios Thalassa. They boarded the vessel, coming under heavy automatic weapons fire, but quickly overwhelmed the armed crew. The special forces unit discovered the deck of the shipping freighter was filled not with cargo containers of contraband, but living people. Slicing open the locks from container after container they discovered that there were thousands of Muslim refugees stowed away in hundreds and hundreds of shipping containers.

His commanding officer, like many people of the peoples of Hellas, had lost his whole family tree to the AFA invasions. With the assent of his men the commanding officer ordered his team to plant depth charges and sink the vessel, rather than steer thousands of unwanted and still-blamed Muslim refugees into port.

Alkaios was given the command to assist with the setting of charges. Alkaios, spine stiffening and his heart sinking, refused his order. Instead he radioed in that the special forces unit had uncovered a massive human smuggling operation, calling in the estimated number of refugees, and advised Command that they were steering the vessel into port.

Alkaios's life was over.

Upon returning to port his commanding officer had him arrested by military police for failure to obey an order and dereliction of duty. In the whirlwind that followed Alkaios was ultimately freed, and honorably discharged, but only after he told a Hellas Naval Tribunal the truth.

His discharged squad came for him some nights later. Here all memories swirl into darkness but Alkaios remembers willingly meeting them in the square of his village and, like in his youth, not striking back as they sought to snuff out his life. Blessed with supernatural toughness he survived the torturous beating, left handing by his feet from a street light, his face a crushed mass of blood, his horns sawed off right to the flesh of his crushed skull.

It has been two years, nearly, since the mauling. Alkaios never returned home from the hospital he'd been flown to in Athens worrying that the soldiers would return or, worse, would target his mother. Forced even with his brain injury to pit fight in illicit "No-Aug" match-ups he would raise just enough drachma to start intensive therapy, only to have another TBI send him crashing down and his money stolen/wasted on hallucinatory benders.

It wasn't until a cousin from Seattle reached out, inviting him to his wedding, that Alkaios broke free from his cycle of self-destruction. Flown in on his cousin's dime Alkaios was given a fresh start at life. With his military training and a body as durable as tungsten (and plenty of Shadowrunner trids watched in his intial recovery) Alkaios has decided that running the shadows might be the best way for him to afford the nuyen and time needed to fix what still remains broken inside.

== Narrative Significant Qualities ==

===Positive===
Community Connection: orks and trolls can't help but love the guy. Even though he's new to Seattle he's been taken in within the Ork Underground and has been given help with housing and the adjustments to a new continent and way of life.

Born Rich: not actually born rich, this quality is reskinned in roleplay terms to cover his military training, the small amounts of augmentation The Cretan has around the edges, along with his starting equipment.

Exceptional Attribute (Body): The Cretan is exceptional, physically. Just a few moments in his presence and you can sense it. No magic, no augmentation...just pure physical superiority.

===Negative===
Addictions (Mild: Kamikaze and Numb): The Hellas Navy discovered they could save huge amounts of drachma by augmenting their soldiers in large numbers with genetech, priming their soldiers to be better adept at using combat drugs and thus saving fortunes off their military budget by not paying for the clinics and cybertechnologists necessary to improve their soldiers the old-fashioned way. The Cretan views Kamikaze as an unfortunate necessity when violence breaks out, and Numb much the same way...though in dark times The Cretan will turn to Numb for, well, exactly what it says on the tin.

National Sin (Federation of Hellas): He's a foreigner in Seattle and his Greek, sadly, will always be better than his English.

Code of Honor (Soldier's Code): The Cretan takes this very, very, very seriously. He's quiet about his beliefs but will not bend them.

==Run History==
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==Affiliations==

===Contacts===
Hez-kukra

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===Organizations===


===Allies===
None, yet.
===Enemies===
None yet, thankfully!
=In Character Information=
Looking to recover myself, and then find my people.
==Symbols and Signatures==

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==SINs==
Alkaios Mallas (Federation of Hellas, Legitimate SIN)
Dimitrios Manikas (Fake SIN Rating 3, UCAS Issuer)
==Appearance==
Alkaios "The Cretan" Mallas is imposing, even by Minotaur standards. Standing more than a full foot taller than the average Minotaur Alkaios is much closer in height to the average troll than he is the average Minotaur. He is built like a truck, implausible layers upon layers of muscle. Many Minotaur would consider him to be "hairless" when, in fact, his genetic expression for hair has emerged more like a typical Greek man than a full-furred Minotaur. With a head of thick curly hair and a pale white, marbled body he appears to be as much a Grecian god-given-flesh than anything else. His stunning physique is head-turning and alluring with the sheer physical power evident in his flesh but his face, tragically, does not match the Adonis sculpture upon which it sits.

From a distance it isn't immediately obvious but up close it is apparent that Alkaios suffered at least one, if not multiple, terrible and life-altering injuries to his face and head. While the stubs of his sawed-off horns are well concealed beneath the thick black of his Hellene mane, his nose is not. Crushed repeatedly, and ruined at some point by the hands of inept (or perhaps meta-hating) surgeons, his nose appears to be the bent and broken reconstitution of a human's, not Minotaur's. Uneven scars cross jag along the jaw and neck and in the crevasses of his bare cheeks. It is hard to tell in passing if a thick black coat of beard could grow from the maze of scar tissue but if it could, no one will know as Alkaios keeps it shaved sharp and clean.

The eyes of Alkaios, too, are unnerving up close. Inhumanly large, the whites are faintly bloodshot, even at rest, from repeated abuse of the Kamikaze street drug. The pupils too are unnerving being fully, completely black...they sit amongst the maze of scars like two deep, inky wells. There is a tragic sense, when examined up close and with a tender eye, that Alkaois might once have been considered handsome in the unusual but striking look of him. But after some untold torture and disfigurement he now carries the countenance of Frankenstein's Monster and the eyes of an exhausted, defeated bull.

When Alkaios smiles he flashes a painful pearlescence of straight large but clearly artificial teeth. When Alkaios smiles there is genuine gentleness there; unmistakable softness and shy sweetness.

The scarring that so dominates his face is not nearly as pronounced elsewhere on his body. His gigantic hands are heavy and rest at the end of piston-strong forearms. His knuckles are augmented with striking callouses, thick and coarse pads that lend his blows even more terrifying power. His legs are thick as tree-trunks and his feet to match. Despite the colossal size of Alkaios there is an obvious athleticism and a sense of boundless, unstoppable strength.
=== Clothing ===
For now The Cretan wears the same gargantuan armored jacket wherever he goes, with solid slabs of battle-boot clunking along beneath.
===Matrix Persona===
A White Bull, Cartoonish and Disney-Friendly
==Media Mentions==
N/A
==ShadowGrid Profile Comments==

Charles "The Prince" Diallo

2023-06-26T20:10:27Z

The Cretan:

{{ContactInfobox|

|Image=[[File:Placeholder2.jpg|200px]]


|Profession= Federated-Boeing Executive


|Shortblurb1=
|Shortblurb2=
|Shortblurb3=


|OwnersRedditName=YouMayFireWhenReady


|OwnersDiscordName=youmayfirewhenready


|Connection=6


|Archetype=Fixer


|Location=Seattle (Often In Tacoma and Snohomish)
|Metatype=Ork
|AwakenedEmergedOrMundane=Awakened
|Gender=Male
|PreferredPayment=Nuyen
|HobbiesOrVice=Social Activism
|PersonalLife=Married with a 5 year old daughter.
|Faction=Federated Boeing


|Age= Unknown (Appears to be 30 or Younger)
|Month=
|Day=
|Year=
|}}

==Overview==
Charles "The Prince" Diallo comes from meager beginnings. Raised in the tough tunnels of the Ork Underground Diallo was raised most of his life in a communal orphanage. His grandparents on both sides were murdered during the Night of Rage, and his father killed in the SCIRE Shutdown when Charles was a small child. His mother fell into a deep depression afterward, slipping into BTL addiction and eventually death. Diallo Awakened at a young age and was fortunate to be taken in by a mentor in his community who taught him how to harness the magic flowing through his body and his spirit. This was the first lucky break of Diallo's life. The second came with Federated Boeing's "Take Flight" equity program. Looking for a new generation of local blood to further entrench their status as "Seattle's Only True Megacorporation" (TM) and the market boost to go with it Diallo was one of a hundred young adults chosen from across Seattle to take part in the program. In the end, Diallo was the winner and was given a Fed-Boeing SIN and a fast-track through the corporate world. Diallo has never forgotten his roots and is drawn, inexorably, back into the dark shadows from whence he came.

==Aspects Description==

{{AspectTable|


{{NegativeAspect|
|Aspect=Family Matters
|Description=The GM rolls in secret a 1d6, if the roll is a one, Diallo will tell the player they are busy taking care of family matters.
|HasThematicsApproval=Yes
|}}

{{NegativeAspect|
|Aspect=A Man Of Principle
|Description=Diallo is selective about who he works with. Notoriety has a double penalty when dealing with this contact. Subtract twice the runner's Notoriety from any check he is asked to do.
|HasThematicsApproval=Yes
|}}


{{PositiveAspect|
|Aspect=An Evening With Diallo Is Magic
|Description=Diallo is a powerful social adept, and is both practiced and knowledgeable of the myriad of physical adept traditions.
|}}


{{PositiveAspect|
|Aspect=Bermuda Triangle
|Description=The world is a mysterious place, and few corporations are so unbothered by missing hardware as Federated Boeing. Who'd notice if some equipment went missing and ended up out in the black market?
|}}

{{PositiveAspect|
|Aspect=Frequent Flier
|Description= Federated Boeing has more planes than it knows what to do with. Private airports on every continent of the world. Surely Diallo could be bothered to book a flight or, with the right inducement, lend a plane?
|}}

{{PositiveAspect|
|Aspect=Shadow Connections
|Description= As much as it would pain Fed-Boeing's upper-echelons if they found out, Diallo can't help himself: he has a pathological desire to stay plugged into the shadows. Diallo knows people and after all, wouldn't his superiors want him to be hip on what's happening on the streets and in the shadows?
|}}

{{PositiveAspect|
|Aspect=Corporate Comfort
|Description= Diallo is the poster ork of the jet set life. There are few big names in the corporate world that Diallo hasn't brushed elbows with, evening in passing. Few people mind when the commlink buzzes if Diallo is on the other end of the line.
|}}

{{PositiveAspect|
|Aspect=(White Picket) Fence
|Description= Diallo knows how to move hot goods, as long as people are willing to do it his (almost painfully principled) way.
|}}

{{PositiveAspect|
|Aspect=You Can Take an Ork From The Underground...
|Description=...but you can't take the Underground from the Ork. Diallo keeps in (careful) contact with his old Skraacha crew and is either a beloved or reviled figure in the Underground, depending on whether one thinks Diallo is a first-rate sellout or a first-rate Robin Hood. Diallo certainly has an opinion.
|}}

{{PositiveAspect|
|Aspect=MOMma's Boy
|Description= Diallo is dialed into the UCAS metahuman rights scene, and is a big-time donor to both MOM and ORC. In these circles Diallo knows someone in just about every local across the nation, such as the nation is these days.
|}}

{{PositiveAspect|
|Aspect=Uruk-hai
|Description= Diallo will furiously deny it if accused, in public or in private. But he was 16 once. When the Sons of Sauron lay their blood-red hand upon you, that's the sort of impression that carries with you for your entire life.
|}}


}}


==Dicepools==
{{ContactDicepools}}


==Network==
===Player Characters with this Contact===
{{ContactPlayerConnections}}


===NPC who know this contact===

==Narrative Significant Runs==
{{ContactRuns}}

[[Category:Contacts]]
[[Category:Public Contacts]]

Charles "The Prince" Diallo

2023-06-26T18:29:24Z

The Cretan:

{{ContactInfobox|

|Image=[[File:Placeholder2.jpg|200px]]


|Profession= Federated-Boeing Executive


|Shortblurb1=
|Shortblurb2=
|Shortblurb3=


|OwnersRedditName=YouMayFireWhenReady


|OwnersDiscordName=youmayfirewhenready


|Connection=6


|Archetype=Fixer


|Location=Seattle (Often In Tacoma and Snohomish)
|Metatype=Ork
|AwakenedEmergedOrMundane=Awakened
|Gender=Male
|PreferredPayment=Nuyen
|HobbiesOrVice=Social Activism
|PersonalLife=Married with a 5 year old daughter.
|Faction=Federated Boeing


|Age= Unknown (Appears to be 30 or Younger)
|Month=
|Day=
|Year=
|}}

==Overview==
Charles "The Prince" Diallo comes from meager beginnings. Raised in the tough tunnels of the Ork Underground Diallo was raised most of his life in a communal orphanage. His grandparents on both sides were murdered during the Night of Rage, and his father killed in the SCIRE Shutdown when Charles was a small child. His mother fell into a deep depression afterward, slipping into BTL addiction and eventually death. Diallo Awakened at a young age and was fortunate to be taken in by a mentor in his community who taught him how to harness the magic flowing through his body and his spirit. This was the first lucky break of Diallo's life. The second came with Federated Boeing's "Take Flight" equity program. Looking for a new generation of local blood to further entrench their status as "Seattle's Only True Megacorporation" (TM) and the market boost to go with it Diallo was one of a hundred young adults chosen from across Seattle to take part in the program. In the end, Diallo was the winner and was given a Fed-Boeing SIN and a fast-track through the corporate world. Diallo has never forgotten his roots and is drawn, inexorably, back into the dark shadows from whence he came.

==Aspects Description==

{{AspectTable|


{{NegativeAspect|
|Aspect=Family Matters
|Description=The GM rolls in secret a 1d6, if the roll is a one, Diallo will tell the player they are busy taking care of family matters.
|HasThematicsApproval=Yes
|}}

{{NegativeAspect|
|Aspect=A Man Of Principle
|Description=Diallo is selective about who he works with. Notoriety has a double penalty when dealing with this contact. Subtract twice the runner's Notoriety from any check he is asked to do.
|HasThematicsApproval=Yes
|}}


{{PositiveAspect|
|Aspect=An Evening With Diallo Is Magic
|Description=Diallo is a powerful social adept, and is both practiced and knowledgeable of the myriad of physical adept traditions.
|}}


{{PositiveAspect|
|Aspect=Bermuda Triangle
|Description=The world is a mysterious place, and few corporations are so unbothered by missing hardware as Federated Boeing. Who'd notice if some equipment went missing and ended up out in the black market?
|}}

{{PositiveAspect|
|Aspect=Frequent Flier
|Description= Federated Boeing has more planes than it knows what to do with. Private airports on every continent of the world. Surely Diallo could be bothered to book a flight or, with the right inducement, lend a plane?
|}}

{{PositiveAspect|
|Aspect=Shadow Connections
|Description= As much as it would pain Fed-Boeing's upper-echelons if they found out, Diallo can't help himself: he has a pathological desire to stay plugged into the shadows. Diallo knows people and after all, wouldn't his superiors want him to be kept abreast?
|}}

{{PositiveAspect|
|Aspect=Corporate Comfort
|Description= Diallo is the poster ork of the jet set life. There are few big names in the corporate world that Diallo hasn't brushed elbows with, evening in passing. Few people mind when the commlink buzzes if Diallo is on the other end of the line.
|}}

{{PositiveAspect|
|Aspect=(White Picket) Fence
|Description= Diallo knows how to move hot goods, as long as people are willing to do it his (almost painfully principled) way.
|}}

{{PositiveAspect|
|Aspect=You Can Take an Ork From The Underground...
|Description=...but you can't take the Underground from the Ork. Diallo keeps in (careful) contact with his old Skraacha crew and is either a beloved or reviled figure in the Underground, depending on whether one thinks Diallo is a first-rate sellout or a first-rate Robin Hood. Diallo certainly has an opinion.
|}}

{{PositiveAspect|
|Aspect=MOMma's Boy
|Description= Diallo is dialed into the UCAS metahuman rights scene, and is a big-time donor to both MOM and ORC. In these circles Diallo knows someone in just about every local across the nation, such as the nation is these days.
|}}

{{PositiveAspect|
|Aspect=Uruk-hai
|Description= Diallo will furiously deny it if accused, in public or in private. But he was 16 once. When the Sons of Sauron lay their blood-red hand upon you, that's the sort of impression that carries with you for your entire life.
|}}


}}


==Dicepools==
{{ContactDicepools}}


==Network==
===Player Characters with this Contact===
{{ContactPlayerConnections}}


===NPC who know this contact===

==Narrative Significant Runs==
{{ContactRuns}}

[[Category:Contacts]]
[[Category:Public Contacts]]

Charles "The Prince" Diallo

2023-06-26T18:28:08Z

The Cretan:

{{ContactInfobox|

|Image=[[File:Placeholder2.jpg|200px]]


|Profession= Federated-Boeing Executive


|Shortblurb1=
|Shortblurb2=
|Shortblurb3=


|OwnersRedditName=YouMayFireWhenReady


|OwnersDiscordName=youmayfirewhenready


|Connection=6


|Archetype=Fixer


|Location=Seattle (Often In Tacoma and Snohomish)
|Metatype=Ork
|AwakenedEmergedOrMundane=Awakened
|Gender=Male
|PreferredPayment=Nuyen
|HobbiesOrVice=Social Activism
|PersonalLife=Married with a 5 year old daughter.
|Faction=Federated Boeing


|Age= Unknown (Appears to be 30 or Younger)
|Month=
|Day=
|Year=
|}}

==Overview==
Charles "The Prince" Diallo comes from meager beginnings. Raised in the tough tunnels of the Ork Underground Diallo was raised most of his life in a communal orphanage. His grandparents on both sides were murdered during the Night of Rage, and his father killed in the SCIRE Shutdown when Charles was a small child. His mother fell into a deep depression afterward, slipping into BTL addiction and eventually death. Diallo Awakened at a young age and was fortunate to be taken in by a mentor in his community who taught him how to harness the magic flowing through his body and his spirit. This was the first lucky break of Diallo's life. The second came with Federated Boeing's "Take Flight" equity program. Looking for a new generation of local blood to further entrench their status as "Seattle's Only True Megacorporation" (TM) and the market boost to go with it Diallo was one of a hundred young adults chosen from across Seattle to take part in the program. In the end, Diallo was the winner and was given a Fed-Boeing SIN and a fast-track through the corporate world. Diallo has never forgotten his roots and is drawn, inexorably, back into the dark shadows from whence he came.

==Aspects Description==

{{AspectTable|



{{NegativeAspect|
|Aspect=Early Riser
|Description=Diallo loves his routine. He sleeps from 9pm to 5am, during which time he shuts his commlink off completely. If the player has attempted to make previous arrangements to meet within that time, they will roll a number of dice equal to their loyalty. If there are no successes, Diallo will not disrupt his routine even at the risk of offending his contact.
|HasThematicsApproval=Yes
|}}


{{NegativeAspect|
|Aspect=Family Matters
|Description=The GM rolls in secret a 1d6, if the roll is a one, Diallo will tell the player they are busy taking care of family matters.
|HasThematicsApproval=Yes
|}}

{{NegativeAspect|
|Aspect=A Man Of Principle
|Description=Diallo is selective about who he works with. Notoriety has a double penalty when dealing with this contact. Subtract twice the runner's Notoriety from any check he is asked to do.
|HasThematicsApproval=Yes
|}}


{{PositiveAspect|
|Aspect=An Evening With Diallo Is Magic
|Description=Diallo is a powerful social adept, and is both practiced and knowledgeable of the myriad of physical adept traditions.
|}}


{{PositiveAspect|
|Aspect=Bermuda Triangle
|Description=The world is a mysterious place, and few corporations are so unbothered by missing hardware as Federated Boeing. Who'd notice if some equipment went missing and ended up out in the black market?
|}}

{{PositiveAspect|
|Aspect=Frequent Flier
|Description= Federated Boeing has more planes than it knows what to do with. Private airports on every continent of the world. Surely Diallo could be bothered to book a flight or, with the right inducement, lend a plane?
|}}

{{PositiveAspect|
|Aspect=Shadow Connections
|Description= As much as it would pain Fed-Boeing's upper-echelons if they found out, Diallo can't help himself: he has a pathological desire to stay plugged into the shadows. Diallo knows people and after all, wouldn't his superiors want him to be kept abreast?
|}}

{{PositiveAspect|
|Aspect=Corporate Comfort
|Description= Diallo is the poster ork of the jet set life. There are few big names in the corporate world that Diallo hasn't brushed elbows with, evening in passing. Few people mind when the commlink buzzes if Diallo is on the other end of the line.
|}}

{{PositiveAspect|
|Aspect=(White Picket) Fence
|Description= Diallo knows how to move hot goods, as long as people are willing to do it his (almost painfully principled) way.
|}}

{{PositiveAspect|
|Aspect=You Can Take an Ork From The Underground...
|Description=...but you can't take the Underground from the Ork. Diallo keeps in (careful) contact with his old Skraacha crew and is either a beloved or reviled figure in the Underground, depending on whether one thinks Diallo is a first-rate sellout or a first-rate Robin Hood. Diallo certainly has an opinion.
|}}

{{PositiveAspect|
|Aspect=MOMma's Boy
|Description= Diallo is dialed into the UCAS metahuman rights scene, and is a big-time donor to both MOM and ORC. In these circles Diallo knows someone in just about every local across the nation, such as the nation is these days.
|}}

{{PositiveAspect|
|Aspect=Uruk-hai
|Description= Diallo will furiously deny it if accused, in public or in private. But he was 16 once. When the Sons of Sauron lay their blood-red hand upon you, that's the sort of impression that carries with you for your entire life.
|}}


}}


==Dicepools==
{{ContactDicepools}}


==Network==
===Player Characters with this Contact===
{{ContactPlayerConnections}}


===NPC who know this contact===

==Narrative Significant Runs==
{{ContactRuns}}

[[Category:Contacts]]
[[Category:Public Contacts]]

Charles "The Prince" Diallo

2023-06-26T18:27:12Z

{{ContactInfobox|

|Image=[[File:Placeholder2.jpg|200px]]


|Profession= Federated-Boeing Executive


|Shortblurb1=
|Shortblurb2=
|Shortblurb3=


|OwnersRedditName=YouMayFireWhenReady


|OwnersDiscordName=youmayfirewhenready


|Connection=6


|Archetype=Custom(N,G,K,A)


|Location=Seattle (Often In Tacoma and Snohomish)
|Metatype=Ork
|AwakenedEmergedOrMundane=Awakened
|Gender=Male
|PreferredPayment=Nuyen
|HobbiesOrVice=Social Activism
|PersonalLife=Married with a 5 year old daughter.
|Faction=Federated Boeing


|Age= Unknown (Appears to be 30 or Younger)
|Month=
|Day=
|Year=
|}}

==Overview==
Charles "The Prince" Diallo comes from meager beginnings. Raised in the tough tunnels of the Ork Underground Diallo was raised most of his life in a communal orphanage. His grandparents on both sides were murdered during the Night of Rage, and his father killed in the SCIRE Shutdown when Charles was a small child. His mother fell into a deep depression afterward, slipping into BTL addiction and eventually death. Diallo Awakened at a young age and was fortunate to be taken in by a mentor in his community who taught him how to harness the magic flowing through his body and his spirit. This was the first lucky break of Diallo's life. The second came with Federated Boeing's "Take Flight" equity program. Looking for a new generation of local blood to further entrench their status as "Seattle's Only True Megacorporation" (TM) and the market boost to go with it Diallo was one of a hundred young adults chosen from across Seattle to take part in the program. In the end, Diallo was the winner and was given a Fed-Boeing SIN and a fast-track through the corporate world. Diallo has never forgotten his roots and is drawn, inexorably, back into the dark shadows from whence he came.

==Aspects Description==

{{AspectTable|



{{NegativeAspect|
|Aspect=Early Riser
|Description=Diallo loves his routine. He sleeps from 9pm to 5am, during which time he shuts his commlink off completely. If the player has attempted to make previous arrangements to meet within that time, they will roll a number of dice equal to their loyalty. If there are no successes, Diallo will not disrupt his routine even at the risk of offending his contact.
|HasThematicsApproval=Yes
|}}


{{NegativeAspect|
|Aspect=Family Matters
|Description=The GM rolls in secret a 1d6, if the roll is a one, Diallo will tell the player they are busy taking care of family matters.
|HasThematicsApproval=Yes
|}}

{{NegativeAspect|
|Aspect=A Man Of Principle
|Description=Diallo is selective about who he works with. Notoriety has a double penalty when dealing with this contact. Subtract twice the runner's Notoriety from any check he is asked to do.
|HasThematicsApproval=Yes
|}}


{{PositiveAspect|
|Aspect=An Evening With Diallo Is Magic
|Description=Diallo is a powerful social adept, and is both practiced and knowledgeable of the myriad of physical adept traditions.
|}}


{{PositiveAspect|
|Aspect=Bermuda Triangle
|Description=The world is a mysterious place, and few corporations are so unbothered by missing hardware as Federated Boeing. Who'd notice if some equipment went missing and ended up out in the black market?
|}}

{{PositiveAspect|
|Aspect=Frequent Flier
|Description= Federated Boeing has more planes than it knows what to do with. Private airports on every continent of the world. Surely Diallo could be bothered to book a flight or, with the right inducement, lend a plane?
|}}

{{PositiveAspect|
|Aspect=Shadow Connections
|Description= As much as it would pain Fed-Boeing's upper-echelons if they found out, Diallo can't help himself: he has a pathological desire to stay plugged into the shadows. Diallo knows people and after all, wouldn't his superiors want him to be kept abreast?
|}}

{{PositiveAspect|
|Aspect=Corporate Comfort
|Description= Diallo is the poster ork of the jet set life. There are few big names in the corporate world that Diallo hasn't brushed elbows with, evening in passing. Few people mind when the commlink buzzes if Diallo is on the other end of the line.
|}}

{{PositiveAspect|
|Aspect=(White Picket) Fence
|Description= Diallo knows how to move hot goods, as long as people are willing to do it his (almost painfully principled) way.
|}}

{{PositiveAspect|
|Aspect=You Can Take an Ork From The Underground...
|Description=...but you can't take the Underground from the Ork. Diallo keeps in (careful) contact with his old Skraacha crew and is either a beloved or reviled figure in the Underground, depending on whether one thinks Diallo is a first-rate sellout or a first-rate Robin Hood. Diallo certainly has an opinion.
|}}

{{PositiveAspect|
|Aspect=MOMma's Boy
|Description= Diallo is dialed into the UCAS metahuman rights scene, and is a big-time donor to both MOM and ORC. In these circles Diallo knows someone in just about every local across the nation, such as the nation is these days.
|}}

{{PositiveAspect|
|Aspect=Uruk-hai
|Description= Diallo will furiously deny it if accused, in public or in private. But he was 16 once. When the Sons of Sauron lay their blood-red hand upon you, that's the sort of impression that carries with you for your entire life.
|}}


}}


==Dicepools==
{{ContactDicepools}}


==Network==
===Player Characters with this Contact===
{{ContactPlayerConnections}}


===NPC who know this contact===

==Narrative Significant Runs==
{{ContactRuns}}

[[Category:Contacts]]
[[Category:Public Contacts]]

Fragile It Must Be Italian

2023-06-26T17:08:45Z

The Cretan:

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|Date=2084-06-25


|GM=David A. (youmayfirewhenready)


|Location=Seattle


|Ally=
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|RunnerList={{AARCharacterList|Chameleon|Sizzles|Leader}}
|RunnerCasualties=None


|Threat=Medium


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|OppositionFaction=Federated Boeing
|OppositionUnits={{AARCharacterList|Federated Boeing Shipping}}
|OppositionCasualties= 3 Federated Boeing Shipping Agents


|OppositionFaction2=Red Rovers Gang
|OppositionUnits2=Red Rovers Gangers
|OppositionCasualties2=4 Red Rover Gangers


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[[Category:Runs]] 

==Summary==
Intra-corporate politics at its pettiest. Mr. Johnson, a lackey to a disgruntled mid-level Federated Boeing executive, hired the team to sabotage a birthday party held for his boss's rival's little girl. The mission? Hijack an armored Federated Boeing Shipping vehicle that contains the present before it can be delivered to the birthday party. Complications? None! Super straightforward until, the team discovers, they're not the only group looking jack the shipment...

==Background==
Charles Diallo is a young, talented, and ambitious fast-riser in Federated-Boeing. At 21 Diallo emerged out of the Ork Underground as the winner of Federated Boeing's new "Take Flight" equity talent search and now, not even 10 years later, Diallo remains on the fast-track. Racing up the corporate ladder with his sharp intellect, dazzling personal charisma and the constant underestimation on the part of his corporate rivals, Diallo has just won promotion to the highly coveted Senior Vice Presidency of Federated Boeing's Defense, Space & Security Division. But this last promotion has been a bridge too far for some in the company who resent Diallo's meteoric rise, unable to see his talent for Diallo's black skin and his ork tusks. A blue-blooded executive in Fed-Boeing's DSS Division, Harry Dovetree, has decided that enough is enough.

==The Meet==
The team meets with Mr. Johnson on a dark, stormy summer day at the Lake Youngs Hilton in Renton. In the bougie shopping mall that extends out and beneath Lake Youngs the team has coffee with Mr. Johnson who lays out his needs: hijack a shipment that is crossing the Pacific and make sure that the birthday gift inside never makes it to the party in Snohomish. Sniffing out that this Johnson is more comfortable taking coffee orders than organizing a criminal mission the team suspects, correctly, that the Johnson is an executive assistant for their real employer Harry Dovetree.

==The Plan==
The team decides that they'll devise a scheme to reroute the armored Federated Boeing Shipping vehicle to a location of their choosing in Snohomish. Through legwork and calling around with their contacts they discover that Charles Diallo is the target of their mission. Upon learning that Diallo's daughter has Downs Syndrome (a rarity in a world where those with the nuyen carefully weed through their children's genetics) and that Diallo is privately a chair of a national organization for the rights of people with Downs Syndrome, the team decides that they're going to do what they can to fulfil the terms of their mission and afterward return the gift to Diallo in hopes of currying favour and righting what feels like a moral wrong. Sizzles the Decker is to wait by the Fed-Boeing Airfield in Tacoma for the transport to leave, wherein he'll follow along, hack on the fly, and surreptitiously alter the final destination of the package to Chameleon and Leader's locations. Chameleon and Leader have acquired a Burner Sin, rented a transport van, and are waiting in disguise for the shipment to be rerouted.

==The Run==
Unfortunately for the team, about an hour into Sizzle's tailing the armored shipping vehicle he discovers that another group is also falling into careful pursuit: two Ford Americars with large men inside, AK-97s poorly concealed and at the ready. Sizzles contacts Leader and Chameleon to let them know they have competition. When it becomes clear that the two vehicles are preparing to attack once they enter the less aggressively patrolled Northern Downtown district of Bitter Lake, Sizzles calls Leader and Chameleon to abandon the plan and rush with all haste to intercept the vehicle.

Sizzles disables one of the cars via hacking, sending it pulling over and powering off to the side of the highway. Seeing their team cut in half the other vehicle races ahead of the armored vehicle. Too close for safety but rushing out of anxiety one of the opposition sends two C4 charges out and under the cab of the Fed-Boeing armored car. The detonation disintegrates most of the armored car's cab. The close proximity of the explosion nearly crashes Sizzle's car and causes the leader opposition vehicle to spin out.

With half the hijack team sprinting up the highway to join the fight, and Chameleon and Leader racing at full speed from the north, the highway explodes into a three-way gun battle. Feigning innocence Sizzles waits until he can line up a ram test and takes out two of the hijackers, pinning them into the back of the crashed armored car. Sizzles rushes into the armored car, rendering the last wounded Fed-Boeing Shipping guard unconscious, and races through the locked box storage containers looking for anything that might be a birthday present for a small child.

The remaining hijackers arrive on foot as Chameleon and Leader hit the scene, with Leader pulling off an impressive bike stunt to join the fray. Chameleon lays down suppressive fire, forcing the remaining hijackers to take cover behind a civilian's vehicle. Leader begins to pick them off one by one until, realizing that they are outmatched, the remaining hijackers rout and flee on foot. Finding the gift (an exquisite clock-work kitten) Sizzle and Chameleon and Leader beat a hasty retreat.

==Aftermath==

The team lies low. They receive the second half of their mission pay and then contact Mr. Diallo directly and explain, carefully, about what transpired on the day of his daughter's party. He agrees, seemingly amused, to meet with them at a location of their choosing. Afraid of being whacked they agree to meet at a ritzy public coffee shop in Snohomish, across the street from a playground for the well-to-do in the area. Diallo tells them that he'll forgive the disruption if they'll keep their find secret, and when they agree he explains: the hijacking wasn't random. He'd pulled connections with the Red Rovers to have them hijack the truck so that he could file an insurance claim on the priceless piece of art. And now, clockwork box in hand, he gets to have his cake and eat it too. The team suggests, gently, that they'd be up for working for Diallo to get some payback on Harry Dovetree. He tells them he'll be happy to take them up on their offer.

==Rewards==
13 RVP

Suggested:
10,000 Nuyen (5 RVP)
5 Karma (5 RVP)

Positive Quality Offer: Steely-Eyed Wheelman (Sizzles)
Positive Quality Offer: Shoot First, Don't Ask Questions Later (Leader)
Positive Quality Offer: Practice, Practice, Practice (Chameleon)

Contact Available: Charles Diallo (Connection 6)
==Game Quotes==
"Oh no let me help you," - Sizzles, faking sincerity, right before he shot the grievously wounded Federated Boeing guard in the forehead with a gel round.

"Oh man I've got a bunch of Novacoke in my pockets!" - Kazunori, playing the pre-gen Leader for the first time.
{{Gamequote|Amusing quote from game.}}

==Player After Action Reports (AARs)==

Fragile It Must Be Italian

2023-06-26T17:03:32Z

The Cretan: Created page with "{{AARInfobox|   |Date=2084-06-26  |GM=David A. (youmayfirewhenready)  |Location=Seattle <!-- Optional: Any facti..."

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|RunnerList={{AARCharacterList|Chameleon|Sizzles|Leader}}
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|OppositionFaction=Federated Boeing
|OppositionUnits={{AARCharacterList|Federated Boeing Shipping}}
|OppositionCasualties= 3 Federated Boeing Shipping Agents


|OppositionFaction2=Red Rovers Gang
|OppositionUnits2=Red Rovers Gangers
|OppositionCasualties2=4 Red Rover Gangers


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[[Category:Runs]] 

==Summary==
Intra-corporate politics at its pettiest. Mr. Johnson, a lackey to a disgruntled mid-level Federated Boeing executive, hired the team to sabotage a birthday party held for his boss's rival's little girl. The mission? Hijack an armored Federated Boeing Shipping vehicle that contains the present before it can be delivered to the birthday party. Complications? None! Super straightforward until, the team discovers, they're not the only group looking jack the shipment...

==Background==
Charles Diallo is a young, talented, and ambitious fast-riser in Federated-Boeing. At 21 Diallo emerged out of the Ork Underground as the winner of Federated Boeing's new "Take Flight" equity talent search and now, not even 10 years later, Diallo remains on the fast-track. Racing up the corporate ladder with his sharp intellect, dazzling personal charisma and the constant underestimation on the part of his corporate rivals, Diallo has just won promotion to the highly coveted Senior Vice Presidency of Federated Boeing's Defense, Space & Security Division. But this last promotion has been a bridge too far for some in the company who resent Diallo's meteoric rise, unable to see his talent for Diallo's black skin and his ork tusks. A blue-blooded executive in Fed-Boeing's DSS Division, Harry Dovetree, has decided that enough is enough.

==The Meet==
The team meets with Mr. Johnson on a dark, stormy summer day at the Lake Youngs Hilton in Renton. In the bougie shopping mall that extends out and beneath Lake Youngs the team has coffee with Mr. Johnson who lays out his needs: hijack a shipment that is crossing the Pacific and make sure that the birthday gift inside never makes it to the party in Snohomish. Sniffing out that this Johnson is more comfortable taking coffee orders than organizing a criminal mission the team suspects, correctly, that the Johnson is an executive assistant for their real employer Harry Dovetree.

==The Plan==
The team decides that they'll devise a scheme to reroute the armored Federated Boeing Shipping vehicle to a location of their choosing in Snohomish. Through legwork and calling around with their contacts they discover that Charles Diallo is the target of their mission. Upon learning that Diallo's daughter has Downs Syndrome (a rarity in a world where those with the nuyen carefully weed through their children's genetics) and that Diallo is privately a chair of a national organization for the rights of people with Downs Syndrome, the team decides that they're going to do what they can to fulfil the terms of their mission and afterward return the gift to Diallo in hopes of currying favour and righting what feels like a moral wrong. Sizzles the Decker is to wait by the Fed-Boeing Airfield in Tacoma for the transport to leave, wherein he'll follow along, hack on the fly, and surreptitiously alter the final destination of the package to Chameleon and Leader's locations. Chameleon and Leader have acquired a Burner Sin, rented a transport van, and are waiting in disguise for the shipment to be rerouted.

==The Run==
Unfortunately for the team, about an hour into Sizzle's tailing the armored shipping vehicle he discovers that another group is also falling into careful pursuit: two Ford Americars with large men inside, AK-97s poorly concealed and at the ready. Sizzles contacts Leader and Chameleon to let them know they have competition. When it becomes clear that the two vehicles are preparing to attack once they enter the less aggressively patrolled Northern Downtown district of Bitter Lake, Sizzles calls Leader and Chameleon to abandon the plan and rush with all haste to intercept the vehicle.

Sizzles disables one of the cars via hacking, sending it pulling over and powering off to the side of the highway. Seeing their team cut in half the other vehicle races ahead of the armored vehicle. Too close for safety but rushing out of anxiety one of the opposition sends two C4 charges out and under the cab of the Fed-Boeing armored car. The detonation disintegrates most of the armored car's cab. The close proximity of the explosion nearly crashes Sizzle's car and causes the leader opposition vehicle to spin out.

With half the hijack team sprinting up the highway to join the fight, and Chameleon and Leader racing at full speed from the north, the highway explodes into a three-way gun battle. Feigning innocence Sizzles waits until he can line up a ram test and takes out two of the hijackers, pinning them into the back of the crashed armored car. Sizzles rushes into the armored car, rendering the last wounded Fed-Boeing Shipping guard unconscious, and races through the locked box storage containers looking for anything that might be a birthday present for a small child.

The remaining hijackers arrive on foot as Chameleon and Leader hit the scene, with Leader pulling off an impressive bike stunt to join the fray. Chameleon lays down suppressive fire, forcing the remaining hijackers to take cover behind a civilian's vehicle. Leader begins to pick them off one by one until, realizing that they are outmatched, the remaining hijackers rout and flee on foot. Finding the gift (an exquisite clock-work kitten) Sizzle and Chameleon and Leader beat a hasty retreat.

==Aftermath==

The team lies low. They receive the second half of their mission pay and then contact Mr. Diallo directly and explain, carefully, about what transpired on the day of his daughter's party. He agrees, seemingly amused, to meet with them at a location of their choosing. Afraid of being whacked they agree to meet at a ritzy public coffee shop in Snohomish, across the street from a playground for the well-to-do in the area. Diallo tells them that he'll forgive the disruption if they'll keep their find secret, and when they agree he explains: the hijacking wasn't random. He'd pulled connections with the Red Rovers to have them hijack the truck so that he could file an insurance claim on the priceless piece of art. And now, clockwork box in hand, he gets to have his cake and eat it too. The team suggests, gently, that they'd be up for working for Diallo to get some payback on Harry Dovetree. He tells them he'll be happy to take them up on their offer.

==Rewards==
13 RVP

Suggested:
10,000 Nuyen (5 RVP)
5 Karma (5 RVP)

Positive Quality Offer: Steely-Eyed Wheelman (Sizzles)
Positive Quality Offer: Shoot First, Don't Ask Questions Later (Leader)
Positive Quality Offer: Practice, Practice, Practice (Chameleon)

Contact Available: Charles Diallo (Connection 6)
==Game Quotes==
"Oh no let me help you," - Sizzles, faking sincerity, right before he shot the grievously wounded Federated Boeing guard in the forehead with a gel round.

"Oh man I've got a bunch of Novacoke in my pockets!" - Kazunori, playing the pre-gen Leader for the first time.
{{Gamequote|Amusing quote from game.}}

==Player After Action Reports (AARs)==