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TheSplendidSerpentAlt: /* GM Notes */

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|Profession= Catholic Priest


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|Archetype=Legwork


|Location=Redmond, Touristville
|Metatype=Human
|AwakenedEmergedOrMundane=Mundane
|Gender=Male
|PreferredPayment=Food, medicine, and other essentials in bulk
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|Faction=Los Desperados del Diablo

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==Overview==
This is where you would write a blurb about the contact.

==GM Notes==
* Father Cervantes smokes Lucky Strikes usually, but likes to celebrate special occasions with a fine cigar and glass of whisky. It's one of the few indulgences he allows himself.
* Though he's officially still a member of the [[Los Desperados del Diablo]] he hardly thinks of himself as one. To him, that might as well have been another life. Still, he knows the gang has connections he can use to improve the lives of those living in the Barrens, so he keeps in contact.
* Shadowrunners are killers, thieves, and criminals - wolves in short, and even a friendly wolf is a wolf still. Father Cervantes is always on guard around runners, and can come off as standoffish or curt with them. Despite that, he doesn't hate them. If anything, he sees his old self in them.
*Father Cervantes is always eager to save a soul, if he thinks one can be saved. This isn't to say he wants runners to accept Jesus into their hearts (though certainly he would be happy to see that), but rather that he wants to push them towards a less destructive life.
*Though he hates killing, Father Cervantes owns a PJSS Model 55 shotgun and knows how to use it, and isn't afraid to.

==Aspects Description==

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{{NegativeAspect|
|Aspect=Hard to Reach
|Description=The Father is always busy- you know what they say about idle hands. Tending to his parish and those who need him takes up much of his time, and always comes first. Always make an Availability Test for this Contact with their Connection +3 than normal.
|HasThematicsApproval=Yes
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{{NegativeAspect|
|Aspect=Vengeance is Mine Saith the Lord.
|Description= Sometimes, blood must be shed, the shepherd has to protect his flock. But that's not what you’re doing, is it? The Father understands sometimes a run turns violent or accidentally leads to loss of life, but he will not assist on a job he knows will lead to bloodshed. He will refuse to offer up information that will lead to assassinations, gang conflicts, or other intentional losses of life.
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{{PositiveAspect|
|Aspect= Man of the Cloth
|Description= The vestments aren’t just for show. Father Cervantes is an ordained priest, and he knows his scripture. +2 to Catholicism or Christianity Knowledge checks.
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|Aspect= A Guiding Hand
|Description= A shepherd must know his flock, and the good Father knows his well indeed. +2 to Seattle Area Knowledge checks.
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|Aspect= Sanctuary
|Description= Once, a priest gave a scared young man on the run from the law a place to stay and lick his wounds. Father Cervantes is willing to pay that forward, maybe in the end he’ll save more than your flesh. +2 to Smuggler Safe Houses Knowledge checks.
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{{PositiveAspect|
|Aspect= Walked these Streets
|Description= Some roads are too long and hard to forget. But just in case his memory gets a little fuzzy, the Father makes sure to keep up to date with what trails his old friends are using. +2 to Smuggler Routes Knowledge checks.
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{{PositiveAspect|
|Aspect= In Wolf’s Clothing
|Description= A sheepdog will never fully be free of the wolf within, but a lamb can’t guard the flock. Father Cervantes keeps up to date on the goings on of Seattle’s criminal element, you can’t guard against what you can’t see. +2 to Underworld Knowledge checks.
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{{PositiveAspect|
|Aspect= Danced with the Devil
|Description=Long is the way and hard, that out of Hell leads up to light. Father Cervantes was once a feared and respected gang lieutenant, and had the fame, money, and power that went with that. He regrets those days- regrets, but hasn’t forgotten. +2 to Active checks relating to Gangs and Criminals.
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==Dicepools==
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===Player Characters with this Contact===
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==Narrative Significant Runs==
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Father Cervantes

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TheSplendidSerpentAlt: /* Aspects Description */

2025-06-23T04:38:41Z

TheSplendidSerpentAlt: /* Character Plot Hooks */

{{Roundbox|''Atlas directs here. If you are looking for the retired [[Atlas_(Panzer)|Atlas as played by Panzerkampfwagen]], click here.''}}

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=Character Information=

===Summary===
A cyborg soldier created by Ares Macrotechnology, ATLAS is a battle-scarred veteran of a thousand tiny conflicts across the world, all at the corporation's behest. As the Typhon project enters its final days, he and the other surviving borgs have been moved onto the streets of Seattle, cast into the shadow community and given a long leash in order to monitor their performance in less... conventional circumstances. Atlas finds himself struggling to adapt to a world not constantly embroiled in conflict, fitting in with unfamiliar faces and exploring his newfound freedom.

===Goals===
Impress the Master - Ares made us, grew us, raised us. Ares holds the leash, we must prove our worth.

Hunt Well - It was built in, bred in; It is in our code, and DNA. There is nothing like the thrill of the hunt, I must bloody my teeth.

Protect the Pack - There were other packs before this one, other dogs I hunted beside, but now there is only Bravo Alpha. I will do better this time. Not this time, this pack will last.

Grow Something Beautiful - I have traveled the world, and in all that time, I have seen only war. There is one place I have seen a lasting beauty, and it is in plants, growing defiantly where life withers. I like plants.

==Background==
===The Typhon Project===
Every pantheon needs its monsters, and project Typhon was Ares Macrotechnology’s attempt to make their own. The project worked to create a series of cyborg soldiers that could be grouped into loose squads and set against targets too risky, delicate, or morally dubious to trust human operators.

Each unit created was given a designation based on its role in the project (Alpha - Omega following the greek alphabet) and how many units before them have filled the role (Alpha - Zulu following the NATO phonetic alphabet).
Bravo Alpha is the second cyborg to hold the “Alpha” role. Alpha, Beta, Gamma, and Delta were designated to be heavy support weapons, called “Gigantes.”

===The Gigantes===
Walking tanks, unstoppable giants, titans made real. The Gigantes were created to answer a problem: How do you bring a tank to your target’s living room?
In a world where the bad-guys don’t draw up battle lines, but blend in with civilians, striking from tight alleyways and crowded apartment blocks, the Gigantes were intended to be armor for a modern battlefield. Lightweight enough for room-to-room combat, tough enough to take a direct hit from an RPG. The latest in urban pacification solutions.

One of the first creations of the Typhon project, and also one of the strangest, the brains that went into the Gigantes were an in-house creation, down to the very DNA. Ares scientists wanted to create the perfect soldier - loyal, unquestioning, and effective, but without the need for intensive conditioning to create those traits. To this end they turned to an unconventional source: Dogs.
Traits that usually need to be beaten into a metahuman have been pre-bred into dogs over 15,000 years, and Ares researchers believed they could retain these traits while enhancing the intelligence of their creation enough to effectively follow orders. DNA sourced from Canis Lupus Familiaris, along with Homo Sapiens ingentis and a host of other genetic sources were combined to create the template brain from which all further Gigantes would be made, a chimerical creation of corporate science.

And the experiment proved wildly successful. The cyborgs they created had the loyalty and prey drive of a dog, while still clever enough to follow orders effectively.

===Field Testing===
After promising results in VR simulations, the Typhon project began field testing their first batch of monsters. The Gigantes would prove effective, by the time Beta Alpha was deployed their squad mates- their pack, had already successfully deployed in multiple engagements across a variety of battlefields.
From the tundras of Yakut, to the deserts of Aztlan, from the streets of Berlin, to the jungles of Amazonia, the Gigantes battled Ares’ enemies. Again, and again, and again.
Insurgents, corporate soldiers, rebels, gangs, and anyone else who the Ares corporation might want eliminated, so long as it was a hard enough target to collect good data from the carnage. And that it did. Every fight was recorded, scrutinized, and picked apart by corporate suits and scientists. Their progress was analysed to improve the next batch the project would make.

That's what life was for the Gigantes. Conflict, and tests. Their only human contact was with people shooting at them in the field, or poking at them in the lab. They became an insular and fatalistic group, knowing the only constant one was another. Even then, every few missions another didn’t come home, replaced by a fresh brain in a new shell.

===ATLAS===
This was the world Bravo Alpha was “born” into. It was a world of conflict, where Bravo and their siblings were made only to fight and die. They came to accept this, in that same, silent way the others did, striving to protect one another and weather the bad hand they were dealt. When they joined the old hands, Bravo learned from them, through warbly DNI chatter in the heat of battle, they advised and directed him, and Bravo would their own replacements when the time came. Soon enough, they stopped being the welp, and became a full member of the pack, and as time dragged on and more siblings fell, they became the old wolf who advised. It was never official, never acknowledged, it simply… was.

They knew there was a world beyond war, a world where people lived normal lives, did things other than fight, but only because they caught fleeting glimpses of it in the places Bravo and their squad upturned. The wonders of this more peaceful world were alien to him, art, music, literature, beyond what they saw through the flames and what their masters thought necessary to do their job, it was alien and fleeting. It made them bitter, reminded them of what they were denied, even if they never quite knew what that was.

And yet, Beta Alpha would find beauty in one thing: plants. Wherever they went, plantlife bloomed in defiance of the chaos around it, as beautiful and resilient as it was before they arrived, and continued to be long after they left. Bravo longed to understand them, to cultivate them, to be like them.

Bravo would get their chance, when after years of ceaseless battle they were finally pulled from the field, put on ice with their surviving siblings, and shipped off to Seattle.
Project Typhon was ready to move on to its next phase, its first creation, the ATLAS units, were a success.

== Narrative Significant Qualities ==

===Positive===

===Negative===
Records on File - The very DNA blend that makes up ATLAS is an Ares Macrotechnology patent, they know everything there is to know about the cyborg.

SINner - Ares has had them tagged since "birth," anyone who can get into their systems will know who Bravo Alpha is.

==Run History==
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==Affiliations==
[[Ares Macrotechnology]]
===Contacts===


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===Organizations===


===Allies===
[[CURIE]] - Sibling

[[Getaway]] - Sibling

[[Brunhilde]] - Sibling

===Enemies===

=In Character Information=

==Symbols and Signatures==
None (Currently)

==Matrix Search Table==
{{SearchTable|
|LowResult= A titan from greek mythology, who was tasked by the gods with using his immense strength to hold up the sky and protect the world.
|MidResult= No direct online presence can be found, but a full-conversion troll matching ATLAS' description shows up across a few pictures and videos online- mostly expressing surprise at seeing the iron giant showing up in plant and garden shops.
|HighResult= A few burner social media accounts on niche messaging boards show up that seem to be traced back to ATLAS, most of which are either dedicated to gardening or veterans, with the former typically lasting longer. Little to no posts on either.
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==Shadow Community Table==
{{SearchTable|
|LowThreshold=1
|LowResult= A new runner, at least to the Seattle scene. Described as looking like a walking tank, and soaking up bullets like one too.
|MidThreshold=3
|MidResult= Not exactly the most social, you might call them the "strong silent type." Not the smartest, either, but dedicated to the mission. Ex-military type, maybe?
|HighThreshold=5
|HighResult= Rumors of Ares affiliation, nothing concrete but it's likely they at least served in their security forces at one point. Not human, not anymore at least, if they ever were.
}}

==Assensing Table==
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|Result1= Cyborg
|Result2= N/A
|Result3= N/A
|Result4= N/A
|Result5= N/A
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==SINs==
Corporate SIN (Ares Macrotechnology) - Bravo Alpha

Burner Sin - Hank Forrigan

==Appearance==
Atlas is a hulking, 10ft tall humanoid of metal and kevlar. Its features are angular and practical, heavily armored and designed for combat.
Certainly not human, the giant frame can be mistaken for a full-conversion troll, though not one that made any attempt to even look metahuman.
A big, shark-toothed grin is painted across the faceplate of his artificial head, like the kind often found on old fighter planes.
=== Clothing ===
Atlas' clothing is uniform and militaristic. Dark BDUs, armored padding, and pouches upon pouches of gear.
===Matrix Persona===
A hulking, humanoid form with a wide shark-toothed grin.

==Character Plot Hooks==

Here are characteristics of the character that GMs may take advantage of to add complications to runs, or to otherwise use when in use. If you want to use them in unrelated to runs, please ask first.

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