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=Character Information=

===Summary===
Once a corporate negotiator from NeoNET, and then Erika, Hölösuu then lost his SIN when he couldn't keep up with corpo life, moving to Seattle in order to start a new life.
===Goals===
Live in a penthouse.

Realise what it means to be happy.

Reunite with his old friend, Eetu.
==Background==
Grey, dead halls. Rows and rows of women screaming in pain as doctors quietly watch on. In the halls of NeoNET's medical ward, Veikko Asunmaa was birthed. From this moment, expectations were high for young Veikko, raised by his corporate negotiator mother, and for a moment his also well respected father, though he was only 6 when he drank himself to death. Every day was training, education; honing him from a boy into a corporate citizen. And, as he grew into a man, the only break from this would be a chance meeting with a man from Erika known as Eetu Jaakkola, a man who genuinely cared for Veikko, and quickly would become his best friend. He also was a single father, and his daughter, Jaana, occasionally was tended to by Veikko to help lighten the load. Eventually, his education would finish, with a spiffy set of pheromones to boot, and into the world of corporation negotations he would go.

The Scandinavian Union doesn't accept failure, and Erika's expansion was aggressive: it was do or die. For some years, he could keep up with the pressure, but it was never eternal: he had to compete with masters of negotiation every day, and he was already on a thin thread for his work. But, at 25, that thread would snap, stress would consume him, heart and mind. It would start with a crash, as the stressed, now growing more cynical Veikko had began to neglect Jaana when given time with her, meaning he never knew that she had stolen some of his alcohol and driven straight into Vantaanjoki, only to come back up as a face that would never leave his mind until his dying breath. His best friend's daughter's death took him off his game, and soon after, he'd get fired, and with that, his SIN would vanish with his employment. Nothing was left for him in Finland, but he couldn't leave, and thus it was natural he became a runner, quickly known as Hölösuu given his prefence to conversation over cloak and dagger stealth-ops.

He spent years working there, and it was only once he got an offer from the Haven that he moved to Seattle, to finally escape his past - or at least get a change of scenery - at 35 years old.
== Narrative Significant Qualities ==

===Positive===
Technical School Education - NeoNET did, admittedly have pretty good education facilities for corporate-born residents, and he took full advantage of them when growing up.

===Negative===
Family Curse - His father died drunk, alone. His grandfather OD'd on coke - back when it wasn't even Nova. They say his great-grandfather drowned in a pool of his own vomit. And this great lineage comes down to Hölösuu, leaving him afraid to take any drugs because he knows how easily he can come to rely on them.

Records on File (Erika) - Getting de-person'd doesn't get you completely erased: after all, they may have to kick your ass again, later.

===Trivia===
While normally someone to not have any sort of role-models, he is a massive fan of the runner Copperfield, keeping a copy of his posts on the Art of Confidence saved to his commlink.

He has clinical depression, but never got it diagnosed to keep up appearances as a Face.

His favourite cigarette is a black and mild Early Grave.
==Run History==
{{RunHistory}}


==Affiliations==

===Contacts===


{{ContactTable|


{{HasContact|
|Name=Ferris Nearl
|Loyalty=2
|Chips=Even
|}}

{{HasContact|
|Name=Annar le Mael
|Loyalty=1
|Chips=Even
|}}

{{HasContact|
|Name=Blair Allen
|Loyalty=1
|Chips=Even
|}}

{{HasContact|
|Name=Biggie Cheesecake
|Loyalty=1
|Chips=Even
|}}


}}


===Organizations===


===Reputation===

=In Character Information=

==Symbols and Signatures==

==Matrix Search Table==
{{SearchTable|
|LowResult=Means blabbermouth.
|MidResult=Apparently there's a Finnish guy who may or may not be going around Seattle who calls himself that - very generic looking face, though.
|HighResult=Seems he has a real face, with eyes as grey as mist. And a real past, with girls as dead as disco.
}}
==Shadow Community Table==
{{SearchTable|
|LowThreshold=1
|LowResult=A Finnish face, fresh as hell to the scene.
|MidThreshold=3
|MidResult=Apparently he did a lot of work back in Finland - explains the way more quiet behaviour on everything, hasn't lived yet.
|HighThreshold=5
|HighResult=Guy used to be Erika, but they claim he lost his SIN and everything, but a man who left everything behind like that doesn't rub me right.
}}
==Assensing Table==
{{AssensingTable|
|Result1=Awakened
|Result2=Cyberware Implanted At Base of Neck, Aware
|Result3=Chronic Depression
|Result4=4.9000 Essence, 1 Magic, Vascular and Pore Bioware
|Result5=No Technomancy
}}

==SINs==
R4 UCAS National Fake SIN (Q190-V8G1-1000 "Matti Korhonen", Private Investigator)

R4 Horizon Fake SIN (GL8M-R0KK-78A7 "Yrjö Ivari", Doctor)
==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.

{| class="wikitable sortable"
|+
!Aspect
!Information
!Related Run(s)
|-
|Vankka, Vakaa, Vapaa
|He may have broken free from Erika, thanks to having his SIN removed by them, but they still have everything they need on him to cause trouble.
|
|-
|Eyes To The Invisible
|As an Aware, he has only one foot in on the Astral, and it's already a large, large step for him.
|
|-
|Et, Tu?
|He feels he's deeply hurt his greatest friend, Eetu, and desperately wants a sign he hasn't.
|
|-
|}

==Media Mentions==

==ShadowGrid Profile Comments==

[[Category:Player Characters]]

File:Holosuu.jpg

2026-01-24T03:58:28Z

Tyneman:

Felix

2025-09-17T21:46:10Z

Tyneman:

{{CharacterInfobox
|YourWikiUsername=Tyneman
|Image= [[File:Felix.png|200px]] 
|Archetype=Full Mage
|Shortblurb1="Great, you're thick as a Wigan Kebab - now let me back to my ritual, a'righ'?"
|Shortblurb2=
|Shortblurb3=
|OwnersRedditName=AdvancedGas1795
|OwnersDiscordName=Tyneman
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|Month=7
|Day=29
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=Character Information=

===Summary===
A father from Wigan who abandoned his old life entirely, Felix is a mage who firmly stands with his desires to become a polymath and remain free.
===Goals===
Become the greatest polymath in the 6th world, a master of every field he takes interest in.

Travel to every single country in the world at least once in his life.

Invent a new formula which fundamentally shifts how the 6th world thinks about magic.
==Background==
One rainy Wigan day, face lit by a nearby trashfire, with the asphalt as his crib, a baby was born - and that baby would be named Dick Speed. His mother was attempting to get to a hospital but failed to reach the closest bus nearby before he was born; I suppose it saves the paperwork of having to go into and out of the hospital, as somehow his mother ended up surviving birth with zero medical assistance. Despite this rather bizarre birth, Dick had a mostly normal childhood until he turned 7 where some kid laughing at him ended up completely mute for about a good 3 days, which is how he discovered he was awakened and got thrown into the alternate Awakened education system where he was taught solely Hermetic theory and the idea of the other traditions through the lense of UMT. When he turned 18, one of the girls from his graduating class - some moderately talented sorcerer named Shenna O'Toole - was interested in being with him, and so he shrugged his way into marriage and a baby named Mark Speed. He didn't want either of those things, but his parents and everyone around them sure did, so he bended to societal expectations and became a father.

While he got a basically guaranteed trip to Oxford Royale Academy due to his magical skill, his wife also ended up being able to go down there, ruining in his view the best part - not dealing with her. However, at the moment, he had full faith in what the college would teach him about magic and the world at large. Every day, it was a bit of learning mixed with a bit more frustration which eventually rubbed off onto their kid, Mark. He surprisingly never got into drinking, instead venting his frustration through extra-curricular work, making him into quite the well versed individual. And that breadth of knowledge attracted quite the strange being - in common parlance, a Mentor Spirit, but to the Dick who still stood for Neoplatonism in full as opposed to the minor levels that post-UMT Hermetics used, it was the Ideal of The Polymath. He showed up and instead of guiding him further into college, he told him college was only going to hyperspecialise him at this point, and that he had to explore the world in order to grow. Dick felt a wave of joy for the first time in his life, because he realised that means he could quit...everything (that, and he saw the writing on the walls of college leading to being a corpo - and he wanted freedom, not more chains). He flunked out of college, handed the divorce papers to his wife, and then ushered her and his son out of the home as he burned it to the ground, walking away with a song in his heart and a whistle on his lips as he burnt every bridge - including his SIN with the help of a guy he knew from college - he could in what appeared as, and may honestly have been, a complete breakdown which was building up for the years the two were married lovelessly.

He flew across the sea to Seattle to start his new life, a now bright and shining twenty five year old man with no legal identification, a body full of mojo, and a need for cash and enrichment. It was only natural that he ended up a Shadowrunner, having already decided on a sigil with a chaote friend of his that would be cool to leave as a calling card and earn fame from. It was his first few runs he got the alias Felix on, and a few more that he'd learn how to play guitar, but it was his 23rd - he'll never forget the exact number - that he got his deep burning hatred for another mage named "Levin". For, he wasn't able to go on that run, which involved breaking into an MCT building in order to steal what turned out to be the modern 2080 Analyse Device formula, entirely because of Levin selling himself better to the J and swiping his spot from under him. His blood boils from Levin's actions and how he rubbed it in his face, vowing to one day kick the everliving shit out of him for that and prove that he was the far superior mage.

And now, we come to present time - he recently got signed on for the ShadowHaven position, and has finally entered the big leagues from what all the stories about the place told him. It was only to go up from here.
== Narrative Significant Qualities ==

===Positive===
College Education - Having studied at Oxford Royale Academy, at least partially, Felix is able to retain and use vast swaths of information on a level most couldn't dream to do.

Mentor Spirit (Alt Raven, The Ideal Of The Polymath) - His Mentor is not some bird or deity - but a concept. It is the platonic Ideal of the Polymath, manifested into a singular form, and it guides Felix through his desires of complete academic mastery.

===Negative===
Signature (Uniquely Designed Sigil) - While he's normally quite good about opsec, he does have a fascination with calling cards, leading to him drawing a sigil that implies his presence on every job he ever does.
People Who Know His Sig - Evo, WCM

Vendetta (Levin) - The runner who stole his dream job, Felix utterly despises Levin, desiring to one day absolutely kick his ass.

===Trivia===
His alias, "Felix", is based off The Odd Coven and was given to him by another runner as a joke to claim he was way too into minor details.

Learned to play guitar from a few WCM guys he doesn't keep in touch with anymore, and prefers to improvise or go original than to play covers.

The sigil he carves is actually the name "Felix" turned into a sigil through various chaos magic sigil-making methods, and then with additional aesthetic details added on.

==Run History==
{{RunHistory}}


==Affiliations==

===Contacts===


{{ContactTable|


{{HasContact|
|Name=Donny Groundskeeper Gardner
|Loyalty=2
|Chips=Even
|}}

{{HasContact|
|Name=Elias Wendell
|Loyalty=6
|Chips=Even
|}}


}}


===Organizations===


===Reputation===
+1 Horizon Reputation

+1 Korogai-Gumi Reputation

+1 Aberdeen Pirates Reputation

+1 Laesa Syndicate Reputation

+1 Ancients Reputation

-1 WCM Reputation

=In Character Information=

==Symbols and Signatures==

==Matrix Search Table==
{{SearchTable|
|LowResult=Felix is the Hermetic on the show The Odd Coven, ever-attentive and a bit of a stickler.
|MidResult=The original actor for Felix was rumoured to have died in a shadowrunning incident - though most presume he died of a drug overdose.
|HighResult=Wait a minute, that's not the guy from Odd Coven - there's this twenty something Hermetic with a sword shown alongside images of this weird sigil.
}}
==Shadow Community Table==
{{SearchTable|
|LowThreshold=1
|LowResult=Hermetics are dime-a-dozen, there's probably like 6 that have been called Felix as a joke or insult.
|MidThreshold=3
|MidResult=Oh, ''that'' Felix - yeah, he's some British guy with a sword and spells, he's not too out there.
|HighThreshold=5
|HighResult=Y'know, between you and me, some say he burned down his old home and abandoned his wife and kids back in Britain.
}}
==Assensing Table==
{{AssensingTable|
|Result1=Awakened
|Result2=Cyberware Implanted At Base of Neck, Magician
|Result3=No Maladies
|Result4=5.900 Essence, 5 Magic
|Result5=No Technomancy
}}

==SINs==
LL1Z-CORM-6969 "Cormac O'Brien" - R3 UCAS National SIN
==Appearance==

===Astral Form===
A sizable mote of light surrounded by geometric spirals of important numerological shapes.
==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.

{| class="wikitable sortable"
|+
!Aspect
!Information
!Related Run(s)
|-
|In My Life, I Hope I Lie, And Tell Everyone You Were A Good Wife
|Having abandoned both his wife and son, Felix could one day have to face the repercussions of his actions.
|
|-
|And I Hope You Die
|Levin, the fucking bastard, took his dream job away from him, fermenting a deep, seething hatred of the non-Haven Mage in Felix's heart.
|
|-
|Old College Try
|Fully flunking from Oxford Royale Academy, having shown anti-corporate interest, there could be those from the Academy wishing to yank him back in.
|
|-
|Nothing Stays Buried
|Fancying himself as a true 6th world Polymath, Felix would be greatly interested in various new pieces of information to digest.
|
|-
|Like A Louisiana Graveyard
|Thanks to his habit of using sigils as an identifier, those who are particularly versed in both magic and tech can pick up all sorts of information from Felix's past, potentially digging up whatever they need to about him.
|
|-
|}

==Media Mentions==

==ShadowGrid Profile Comments==

[[Category:Player Characters]]

Felix

2025-09-17T21:41:20Z

Tyneman:

{{CharacterInfobox
|YourWikiUsername=Tyneman
|Image= [[File:Felix.png|200px]] 
|Archetype=Full Mage
|Shortblurb1="Great, you're thick as a Wigan Kebab - now let me back to my ritual, a'righ'?"
|Shortblurb2=
|Shortblurb3=
|OwnersRedditName=AdvancedGas1795
|OwnersDiscordName=Tyneman
|Metatype= Human
|Metavariant=
|StreetCred=1
|Noteriety=1
|PublicAwareness=0
|TitlesAndAwards=
|CDP={{CDP
|Expenses=10
|Bonuses=16
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|DateFormatString= 2059/3/10 
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|Priority=EBABE 


|MaxIGorAscensions={{IGTracker| 
|Month=7
|Day=29
|Year=2086
|AwakenedStatus=1
|}} 

|CharacterInfoboxData=1 
}}

=Character Information=

===Summary===
A father from Wigan who abandoned his old life entirely, Felix is a mage who firmly stands with his desires to become a polymath and remain free.
===Goals===
Become the greatest polymath in the 6th world, a master of every field he takes interest in.

Travel to every single country in the world at least once in his life.

Invent a new formula which fundamentally shifts how the 6th world thinks about magic.
==Background==
One rainy Wigan day, face lit by a nearby trashfire, with the asphalt as his crib, a baby was born - and that baby would be named Dick Speed. His mother was attempting to get to a hospital but failed to reach the closest bus nearby before he was born; I suppose it saves the paperwork of having to go into and out of the hospital, as somehow his mother ended up surviving birth with zero medical assistance. Despite this rather bizarre birth, Dick had a mostly normal childhood until he turned 7 where some kid laughing at him ended up completely mute for about a good 3 days, which is how he discovered he was awakened and got thrown into the alternate Awakened education system where he was taught solely Hermetic theory and the idea of the other traditions through the lense of UMT. When he turned 18, one of the girls from his graduating class - some moderately talented sorcerer named Shenna O'Toole - was interested in being with him, and so he shrugged his way into marriage and a baby named Mark Speed. He didn't want either of those things, but his parents and everyone around them sure did, so he bended to societal expectations and became a father.

While he got a basically guaranteed trip to Oxford Royale Academy due to his magical skill, his wife also ended up being able to go down there, ruining in his view the best part - not dealing with her. However, at the moment, he had full faith in what the college would teach him about magic and the world at large. Every day, it was a bit of learning mixed with a bit more frustration which eventually rubbed off onto their kid, Mark. He surprisingly never got into drinking, instead venting his frustration through extra-curricular work, making him into quite the well versed individual. And that breadth of knowledge attracted quite the strange being - in common parlance, a Mentor Spirit, but to the Dick who still stood for Neoplatonism in full as opposed to the minor levels that post-UMT Hermetics used, it was the Ideal of The Polymath. He showed up and instead of guiding him further into college, he told him college was only going to hyperspecialise him at this point, and that he had to explore the world in order to grow. Dick felt a wave of joy for the first time in his life, because he realised that means he could quit...everything (that, and he saw the writing on the walls of college leading to being a corpo - and he wanted freedom, not more chains). He flunked out of college, handed the divorce papers to his wife, and then ushered her and his son out of the home as he burned it to the ground, walking away with a song in his heart and a whistle on his lips as he burnt every bridge - including his SIN with the help of a guy he knew from college - he could in what appeared as, and may honestly have been, a complete breakdown which was building up for the years the two were married lovelessly.

He flew across the sea to Seattle to start his new life, a now bright and shining twenty five year old man with no legal identification, a body full of mojo, and a need for cash and enrichment. It was only natural that he ended up a Shadowrunner, having already decided on a sigil with a chaote friend of his that would be cool to leave as a calling card and earn fame from. It was his first few runs he got the alias Felix on, and a few more that he'd learn how to play guitar, but it was his 23rd - he'll never forget the exact number - that he got his deep burning hatred for another mage named "Levin". For, he wasn't able to go on that run, which involved breaking into an MCT building in order to steal what turned out to be the modern 2080 Analyse Device formula, entirely because of Levin selling himself better to the J and swiping his spot from under him. His blood boils from Levin's actions and how he rubbed it in his face, vowing to one day kick the everliving shit out of him for that and prove that he was the far superior mage.

And now, we come to present time - he recently got signed on for the ShadowHaven position, and has finally entered the big leagues from what all the stories about the place told him. It was only to go up from here.
== Narrative Significant Qualities ==

===Positive===
College Education - Having studied at Oxford Royale Academy, at least partially, Felix is able to retain and use vast swaths of information on a level most couldn't dream to do.

Mentor Spirit (Alt Raven, The Ideal Of The Polymath) - His Mentor is not some bird or deity - but a concept. It is the platonic Ideal of the Polymath, manifested into a singular form, and it guides Felix through his desires of complete academic mastery.

===Negative===
Signature (Uniquely Designed Sigil) - While he's normally quite good about opsec, he does have a fascination with calling cards, leading to him drawing a sigil that implies his presence on every job he ever does.
People Who Know His Sig - Evo, WCM

Vendetta (Levin) - The runner who stole his dream job, Felix utterly despises Levin, desiring to one day absolutely kick his ass.

===Trivia===
His alias, "Felix", is based off The Odd Coven and was given to him by another runner as a joke to claim he was way too into minor details.

Learned to play guitar from a few WCM guys he doesn't keep in touch with anymore, and prefers to improvise or go original than to play covers.

The sigil he carves is actually the name "Felix" turned into a sigil through various chaos magic sigil-making methods, and then with additional aesthetic details added on.

==Run History==
{{RunHistory}}


==Affiliations==

===Contacts===


{{ContactTable|


{{HasContact|
|Name=Donny Groundskeeper Gardner
|Loyalty=2
|Chips=Even
|}}

{{HasContact|
|Name=Elias Wendell
|Loyalty=6
|Chips=Even
|}}


}}


===Organizations===


===Reputation===
+1 Horizon Reputation

+1 Korogai-Gumi Reputation

+1 Aberdeen Pirates Reputation

+1 Laesa Syndicate Reputation

+1 Ancients Reputation

-1 WCM Reputation

=In Character Information=

==Symbols and Signatures==

==Matrix Search Table==
{{SearchTable|
|LowResult=Felix is the Hermetic on the show The Odd Coven, ever-attentive and a bit of a stickler.
|MidResult=The original actor for Felix was rumoured to have died in a shadowrunning incident - though most presume he died of a drug overdose.
|HighResult=Wait a minute, that's not the guy from Odd Coven - there's this twenty something Hermetic with a sword shown alongside images of this weird sigil.
}}
==Shadow Community Table==
{{SearchTable|
|LowThreshold=1
|LowResult=Hermetics are dime-a-dozen, there's probably like 6 that have been called Felix as a joke or insult.
|MidThreshold=3
|MidResult=Oh, ''that'' Felix - yeah, he's some British guy with a sword and spells, he's not too out there.
|HighThreshold=5
|HighResult=Y'know, between you and me, some say he burned down his old home and abandoned his wife and kids back in Britain.
}}
==Assensing Table==
{{AssensingTable|
|Result1=Awakened
|Result2=Cyberware Implanted At Base of Neck, Magician
|Result3=No Maladies
|Result4=5.900 Essence, 5 Magic
|Result5=No Technomancy
}}

==SINs==
LL1Z-CORM-6969 "Cormac O'Brien" - R3 UCAS National SIN
==Appearance==

===Astral Form===
A sizable mote of light surrounded by geometric spirals of important numerological shapes.
==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.

{| class="wikitable sortable"
|+
!Aspect
!Information
!Related Run(s)
|-
|In My Life, I Hope I Lie, And Tell Everyone You Were A Good Wife
|Having abandoned both his wife and son, Felix could one day have to face the repercussions of his actions.
|
|-
|And I Hope You Die
|Levin, the fucking bastard, took his dream job away from him, fermenting a deep, seething hatred of the non-Haven Mage in Felix's heart.
|
|-
|Old College Try
|Fully flunking from Oxford Royale Academy, having shown anti-corporate interest, there could be those from the Academy wishing to yank him back in.
|
|-
|Nothing Stays Buried
|Fancying himself as a true 6th world Polymath, Felix would be greatly interested in various new pieces of information to digest.
|
|-
|Like A Louisiana Graveyard
|Thanks to his habit of using sigils as an identifier, those who are particularly versed in both magic and tech can pick up all sorts of information from Felix's past, potentially digging up whatever they need to about him.
|
|-
|}

==Media Mentions==

==ShadowGrid Profile Comments==

[[Category:Player Characters]]

Felix

2025-09-17T21:40:36Z

Tyneman: /* Reputation */

{{CharacterInfobox
|YourWikiUsername=Tyneman
|Image= [[File:Felix.png|200px]] 
|Archetype=Full Mage
|Shortblurb1="Great, you're thick as a Wigan Kebab - now let me back to my ritual, a'righ'?"
|Shortblurb2=
|Shortblurb3=
|OwnersRedditName=AdvancedGas1795
|OwnersDiscordName=Tyneman
|Metatype= Human
|Metavariant=
|StreetCred=1
|Noteriety=1
|PublicAwareness=0
|TitlesAndAwards=
|CDP={{CDP
|Expenses=10
|Bonuses=6
|}} 
|DateOfBirth=2059-3-10 
|DateFormatString= 2059/3/10 
|FolderLink=[https://drive.google.com/drive/folders/1t3tHq57F5kOv7zHDnVgOQaK1TROnJk-r]
|Priority=EBABE 


|MaxIGorAscensions={{IGTracker| 
|Month=7
|Day=29
|Year=2086
|AwakenedStatus=1
|}} 

|CharacterInfoboxData=1 
}}

=Character Information=

===Summary===
A father from Wigan who abandoned his old life entirely, Felix is a mage who firmly stands with his desires to become a polymath and remain free.
===Goals===
Become the greatest polymath in the 6th world, a master of every field he takes interest in.

Travel to every single country in the world at least once in his life.

Invent a new formula which fundamentally shifts how the 6th world thinks about magic.
==Background==
One rainy Wigan day, face lit by a nearby trashfire, with the asphalt as his crib, a baby was born - and that baby would be named Dick Speed. His mother was attempting to get to a hospital but failed to reach the closest bus nearby before he was born; I suppose it saves the paperwork of having to go into and out of the hospital, as somehow his mother ended up surviving birth with zero medical assistance. Despite this rather bizarre birth, Dick had a mostly normal childhood until he turned 7 where some kid laughing at him ended up completely mute for about a good 3 days, which is how he discovered he was awakened and got thrown into the alternate Awakened education system where he was taught solely Hermetic theory and the idea of the other traditions through the lense of UMT. When he turned 18, one of the girls from his graduating class - some moderately talented sorcerer named Shenna O'Toole - was interested in being with him, and so he shrugged his way into marriage and a baby named Mark Speed. He didn't want either of those things, but his parents and everyone around them sure did, so he bended to societal expectations and became a father.

While he got a basically guaranteed trip to Oxford Royale Academy due to his magical skill, his wife also ended up being able to go down there, ruining in his view the best part - not dealing with her. However, at the moment, he had full faith in what the college would teach him about magic and the world at large. Every day, it was a bit of learning mixed with a bit more frustration which eventually rubbed off onto their kid, Mark. He surprisingly never got into drinking, instead venting his frustration through extra-curricular work, making him into quite the well versed individual. And that breadth of knowledge attracted quite the strange being - in common parlance, a Mentor Spirit, but to the Dick who still stood for Neoplatonism in full as opposed to the minor levels that post-UMT Hermetics used, it was the Ideal of The Polymath. He showed up and instead of guiding him further into college, he told him college was only going to hyperspecialise him at this point, and that he had to explore the world in order to grow. Dick felt a wave of joy for the first time in his life, because he realised that means he could quit...everything (that, and he saw the writing on the walls of college leading to being a corpo - and he wanted freedom, not more chains). He flunked out of college, handed the divorce papers to his wife, and then ushered her and his son out of the home as he burned it to the ground, walking away with a song in his heart and a whistle on his lips as he burnt every bridge - including his SIN with the help of a guy he knew from college - he could in what appeared as, and may honestly have been, a complete breakdown which was building up for the years the two were married lovelessly.

He flew across the sea to Seattle to start his new life, a now bright and shining twenty five year old man with no legal identification, a body full of mojo, and a need for cash and enrichment. It was only natural that he ended up a Shadowrunner, having already decided on a sigil with a chaote friend of his that would be cool to leave as a calling card and earn fame from. It was his first few runs he got the alias Felix on, and a few more that he'd learn how to play guitar, but it was his 23rd - he'll never forget the exact number - that he got his deep burning hatred for another mage named "Levin". For, he wasn't able to go on that run, which involved breaking into an MCT building in order to steal what turned out to be the modern 2080 Analyse Device formula, entirely because of Levin selling himself better to the J and swiping his spot from under him. His blood boils from Levin's actions and how he rubbed it in his face, vowing to one day kick the everliving shit out of him for that and prove that he was the far superior mage.

And now, we come to present time - he recently got signed on for the ShadowHaven position, and has finally entered the big leagues from what all the stories about the place told him. It was only to go up from here.
== Narrative Significant Qualities ==

===Positive===
College Education - Having studied at Oxford Royale Academy, at least partially, Felix is able to retain and use vast swaths of information on a level most couldn't dream to do.

Mentor Spirit (Alt Raven, The Ideal Of The Polymath) - His Mentor is not some bird or deity - but a concept. It is the platonic Ideal of the Polymath, manifested into a singular form, and it guides Felix through his desires of complete academic mastery.

===Negative===
Signature (Uniquely Designed Sigil) - While he's normally quite good about opsec, he does have a fascination with calling cards, leading to him drawing a sigil that implies his presence on every job he ever does.
People Who Know His Sig - Evo, WCM

Vendetta (Levin) - The runner who stole his dream job, Felix utterly despises Levin, desiring to one day absolutely kick his ass.

===Trivia===
His alias, "Felix", is based off The Odd Coven and was given to him by another runner as a joke to claim he was way too into minor details.

Learned to play guitar from a few WCM guys he doesn't keep in touch with anymore, and prefers to improvise or go original than to play covers.

The sigil he carves is actually the name "Felix" turned into a sigil through various chaos magic sigil-making methods, and then with additional aesthetic details added on.

==Run History==
{{RunHistory}}


==Affiliations==

===Contacts===


{{ContactTable|


{{HasContact|
|Name=Donny Groundskeeper Gardner
|Loyalty=2
|Chips=Even
|}}

{{HasContact|
|Name=Elias Wendell
|Loyalty=6
|Chips=Even
|}}


}}


===Organizations===


===Reputation===
+1 Horizon Reputation

+1 Korogai-Gumi Reputation

+1 Aberdeen Pirates Reputation

+1 Laesa Syndicate Reputation

+1 Ancients Reputation

-1 WCM Reputation

=In Character Information=

==Symbols and Signatures==

==Matrix Search Table==
{{SearchTable|
|LowResult=Felix is the Hermetic on the show The Odd Coven, ever-attentive and a bit of a stickler.
|MidResult=The original actor for Felix was rumoured to have died in a shadowrunning incident - though most presume he died of a drug overdose.
|HighResult=Wait a minute, that's not the guy from Odd Coven - there's this twenty something Hermetic with a sword shown alongside images of this weird sigil.
}}
==Shadow Community Table==
{{SearchTable|
|LowThreshold=1
|LowResult=Hermetics are dime-a-dozen, there's probably like 6 that have been called Felix as a joke or insult.
|MidThreshold=3
|MidResult=Oh, ''that'' Felix - yeah, he's some British guy with a sword and spells, he's not too out there.
|HighThreshold=5
|HighResult=Y'know, between you and me, some say he burned down his old home and abandoned his wife and kids back in Britain.
}}
==Assensing Table==
{{AssensingTable|
|Result1=Awakened
|Result2=Cyberware Implanted At Base of Neck, Magician
|Result3=No Maladies
|Result4=5.900 Essence, 5 Magic
|Result5=No Technomancy
}}

==SINs==
LL1Z-CORM-6969 "Cormac O'Brien" - R3 UCAS National SIN
==Appearance==

===Astral Form===
A sizable mote of light surrounded by geometric spirals of important numerological shapes.
==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.

{| class="wikitable sortable"
|+
!Aspect
!Information
!Related Run(s)
|-
|In My Life, I Hope I Lie, And Tell Everyone You Were A Good Wife
|Having abandoned both his wife and son, Felix could one day have to face the repercussions of his actions.
|
|-
|And I Hope You Die
|Levin, the fucking bastard, took his dream job away from him, fermenting a deep, seething hatred of the non-Haven Mage in Felix's heart.
|
|-
|Old College Try
|Fully flunking from Oxford Royale Academy, having shown anti-corporate interest, there could be those from the Academy wishing to yank him back in.
|
|-
|Nothing Stays Buried
|Fancying himself as a true 6th world Polymath, Felix would be greatly interested in various new pieces of information to digest.
|
|-
|Like A Louisiana Graveyard
|Thanks to his habit of using sigils as an identifier, those who are particularly versed in both magic and tech can pick up all sorts of information from Felix's past, potentially digging up whatever they need to about him.
|
|-
|}

==Media Mentions==

==ShadowGrid Profile Comments==

[[Category:Player Characters]]

The Kyle Company

2025-09-02T03:05:32Z

Tyneman: Created page with "{{FactionInfobox |Image=300px |Shortblurb1=Kyle, and Kyle, and Kyle, and also Kyle |Archetype=MCT Security Clone Experiments Turned Go-Gang |Connection=1 |Health=Maintaining |Location=Redmond Barrens, Seattle |}} =Faction Information= ===Summary=== After an MCT blacksite security team cloning experiment went wrong, 100 clones with a severe case of Intermittent Explosive Disorder breached containment and ended up escaping to the streets of the Redmond..."

{{FactionInfobox
|Image=[[File:Kyle.jpg|300px]]
|Shortblurb1=Kyle, and Kyle, and Kyle, and also Kyle
|Archetype=MCT Security Clone Experiments Turned Go-Gang
|Connection=1
|Health=Maintaining
|Location=Redmond Barrens, Seattle
|}}

=Faction Information=

===Summary===
After an MCT blacksite security team cloning experiment went wrong, 100 clones with a severe case of Intermittent Explosive Disorder breached containment and ended up escaping to the streets of the Redmond Barrens. After some time of confusion and uncertainty, the clones joined forces, becoming the Kyle Company and riding around the streets of Redmond on their dirtbikes to gather as much money as possible so they may one day destroy MCT, despite how impossible such a goal is.

===Goals===
* Ensure there is always exactly 100 Kyles
* Accumulate wealth and power, both for other goals and for fun.
* Completely destroy MCT.

===Major Locations===
The Jackaninny's Spike - A real piece of shit divebar out in the middle of the Barrens that was once the home base for a little wizgang is the home for The Kyle Company. When they're drinking or hitting on the dramatically unlucky women who cross their paths, it tends to be at the Jackaninny's Spike. It also is where they store all of their gear.
{{FactionLocations}}
===Allies===
None - they're lone wolves, baby.

===Enemies===
MCT - Their mortal enemies, even if MCT's interest in them is at most passing, at least until their story gets out wider. As long as people are unaware of the origins of The Kyle Company, MCT seems fine biding their time, as opposed to the Kyles themselves who desire bloody, bloody vengeance for having trapped them within labs for their whole lives.

==Current Status==
They've only recently escaped, but thanks to their rather high skill level, they've already made a place for themselves within the Barrens ecosystem and are doing well.

==Membership==
Becoming a member of The Kyle Company requires for there to be less than 100 Kyles. Then, you must biosculpt your body to be a perfect replica of a Kyle. If you meet these two criteria, then you are allowed to replace the fallen Kyle, using a personafix to overwrite your old personality into one of Kyle. Occassionally, they may force people to become members, kidnapping them and making them into a Kyle.

===Organisation===
All members are equal, as all members are Kyle.

===Contacts===
{{FactionContacts}}

===Player Characters===
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==Narrative Significant Runs==
{{ContactRuns}}

=ShadowGrid Comments=

[[Category:Group Contacts]]
[[Category:Factions]]

2025-07-10T21:10:00Z

Tyneman: Created page with "{{CharacterInfobox |YourWikiUsername=Tyneman |Image= 200px  |Archetype=Full Mage |Shortblurb1="Great, you're thick as a Wigan Kebab - now let me back to my ritual, a'righ'?" |Shortblurb2= |Shortblurb3= |OwnersRedditName=AdvancedGas1795 |OwnersDiscordName=Tyneman |Metatype= Human |Metavariant= |StreetCred=0 |Noteriety=1 |PublicAwareness=0 |TitlesAndAwards= |CDP={{CDP |Expenses=0 |Bonuses=0 |}}..."

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=Character Information=

===Summary===
A father from Wigan who abandoned his old life entirely, Felix is a mage who firmly stands with his desires to become a polymath and remain free.
===Goals===
Become the greatest polymath in the 6th world, a master of every field he takes interest in.

Travel to every single country in the world at least once in his life.

Invent a new formula which fundamentally shifts how the 6th world thinks about magic.
==Background==
One rainy Wigan day, face lit by a nearby trashfire, with the asphalt as his crib, a baby was born - and that baby would be named Dick Speed. His mother was attempting to get to a hospital but failed to reach the closest bus nearby before he was born; I suppose it saves the paperwork of having to go into and out of the hospital, as somehow his mother ended up surviving birth with zero medical assistance. Despite this rather bizarre birth, Dick had a mostly normal childhood until he turned 7 where some kid laughing at him ended up completely mute for about a good 3 days, which is how he discovered he was awakened and got thrown into the alternate Awakened education system where he was taught solely Hermetic theory and the idea of the other traditions through the lense of UMT. When he turned 18, one of the girls from his graduating class - some moderately talented sorcerer named Shenna O'Toole - was interested in being with him, and so he shrugged his way into marriage and a baby named Mark Speed. He didn't want either of those things, but his parents and everyone around them sure did, so he bended to societal expectations and became a father.

While he got a basically guaranteed trip to Oxford Royale Academy due to his magical skill, his wife also ended up being able to go down there, ruining in his view the best part - not dealing with her. However, at the moment, he had full faith in what the college would teach him about magic and the world at large. Every day, it was a bit of learning mixed with a bit more frustration which eventually rubbed off onto their kid, Mark. He surprisingly never got into drinking, instead venting his frustration through extra-curricular work, making him into quite the well versed individual. And that breadth of knowledge attracted quite the strange being - in common parlance, a Mentor Spirit, but to the Dick who still stood for Neoplatonism in full as opposed to the minor levels that post-UMT Hermetics used, it was the Ideal of The Polymath. He showed up and instead of guiding him further into college, he told him college was only going to hyperspecialise him at this point, and that he had to explore the world in order to grow. Dick felt a wave of joy for the first time in his life, because he realised that means he could quit...everything (that, and he saw the writing on the walls of college leading to being a corpo - and he wanted freedom, not more chains). He flunked out of college, handed the divorce papers to his wife, and then ushered her and his son out of the home as he burned it to the ground, walking away with a song in his heart and a whistle on his lips as he burnt every bridge - including his SIN with the help of a guy he knew from college - he could in what appeared as, and may honestly have been, a complete breakdown which was building up for the years the two were married lovelessly.

He flew across the sea to Seattle to start his new life, a now bright and shining twenty five year old man with no legal identification, a body full of mojo, and a need for cash and enrichment. It was only natural that he ended up a Shadowrunner, having already decided on a sigil with a chaote friend of his that would be cool to leave as a calling card and earn fame from. It was his first few runs he got the alias Felix on, and a few more that he'd learn how to play guitar, but it was his 23rd - he'll never forget the exact number - that he got his deep burning hatred for another mage named "Levin". For, he wasn't able to go on that run, which involved breaking into an MCT building in order to steal what turned out to be the modern 2080 Analyse Device formula, entirely because of Levin selling himself better to the J and swiping his spot from under him. His blood boils from Levin's actions and how he rubbed it in his face, vowing to one day kick the everliving shit out of him for that and prove that he was the far superior mage.

And now, we come to present time - he recently got signed on for the ShadowHaven position, and has finally entered the big leagues from what all the stories about the place told him. It was only to go up from here.
== Narrative Significant Qualities ==

===Positive===
College Education - Having studied at Oxford Royale Academy, at least partially, Felix is able to retain and use vast swaths of information on a level most couldn't dream to do.

Mentor Spirit (Alt Raven, The Ideal oF The Polymath) - His Mentor is not some bird or deity - but a concept. It is the platonic Ideal of the Polymath, manifested into a singular form, and it guides Felix through his desires of complete academic mastery.
===Negative===
Signature (Uniquely Designed Sigil) - While he's normally quite good about opsec, he does have a fascination with calling cards, leading to him drawing a sigil that implies his presence on every job he ever does.

Vendetta (Levin) - The runner who stole his dream job, Felix utterly despises Levin, desiring to one day absolutely kick his ass.
===Trivia===
His alias, "Felix", is based off The Odd Coven and was given to him by another runner as a joke to claim he was way too into minor details.

Learned to play guitar from a few WCM guys he doesn't keep in touch with anymore, and prefers to improvise or go original than to play covers - his genre of choice though, is significantly different from what he learned, ending up with this fast paced energetic style to his playing.

The sigil he carves is actually the name "Felix" turned into a sigil through various chaos magic sigil-making methods, and then with additional aesthetic details added on.

==Run History==
{{RunHistory}}


==Affiliations==

===Contacts===


{{ContactTable|


{{HasContact|
|Name=Donny Groundskeeper Gardner
|Loyalty=2
|Chips=Even
|}}

{{HasContact|
|Name=Elias Wendell
|Loyalty=6
|Chips=Even
|}}


}}


===Organizations===


===Reputation===

=In Character Information=

==Symbols and Signatures==

==Matrix Search Table==
{{SearchTable|
|LowResult=Felix is the Hermetic on the show The Odd Coven, ever-attentive and a bit of a stickler.
|MidResult=The original actor for Felix was rumoured to have died in a shadowrunning incident - though most presume he died of a drug overdose.
|HighResult=Wait a minute, that's not the guy from Odd Coven - there's this twenty something Hermetic with a sword shown alongside images of this weird sigil.
}}
==Shadow Community Table==
{{SearchTable|
|LowThreshold=1
|LowResult=Hermetics are dime-a-dozen, there's probably like 6 that have been called Felix as a joke or insult.
|MidThreshold=3
|MidResult=Oh, ''that'' Felix - yeah, he's some British guy with a sword and spells, he's not too out there.
|HighThreshold=5
|HighResult=Y'know, between you and me, some say he burned down his old home and abandoned his wife and kids back in Britain.
}}
==Assensing Table==
{{AssensingTable|
|Result1=Awakened
|Result2=Cyberware Implanted At Base of Neck, Magician
|Result3=No Maladies
|Result4=5.900 Essence, 5 Magic
|Result5=No Technomancy
}}

==SINs==
LL1Z-CORM-6969 "Cormac O'Brien" - R3 UCAS National SIN
==Appearance==

===Astral Form===
A sizable mote of light surrounded by geometric spirals of important numerological shapes.
==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.

{| class="wikitable sortable"
|+
!Aspect
!Information
!Related Run(s)
|-
|In My Life, I Hope I Lie, And Tell Everyone You Were A Good Wife
|Having abandoned both his wife and son, Felix could one day have to face the repercussions of his actions.
|
|-
|And I Hope You Die
|Levin, the fucking bastard, took his dream job away from him, fermenting a deep, seething hatred of the non-Haven Mage in Felix's heart.
|
|-
|Old College Try
|Fully flunking from Oxford Royale Academy, having shown anti-corporate interest, there could be those from the Academy wishing to yank him back in.
|
|-
|Nothing Stays Buried
|Fancying himself as a true 6th world Polymath, Felix would be greatly interested in various new pieces of information to digest.
|
|-
|Like A Louisiana Graveyard
|Thanks to his habit of using sigils as an identifier, those who are particularly versed in both magic and tech can pick up all sorts of information from Felix's past, potentially digging up whatever they need to about him.
|
|-
|}

==Media Mentions==

==ShadowGrid Profile Comments==

[[Category:Player Characters]]

File:Felix.png

2025-07-10T06:25:28Z

Tyneman:

2025-04-19T23:24:01Z

Tyneman: /* The Legwork */

2025-04-19T03:52:06Z

Tyneman:

First Response

2025-04-03T18:52:16Z

Tyneman: /* Organizations */

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=Character Information=

===Summary===
A gun-nut from Horned Bear who is subconsciously desperate to try and break through his antipathy and feel what care is like again, but who believes he still can care consciously, unable to confront the reality of what he became after his time with the military.

===Conscious Goals===
Become a fully fledged member of Horned Bear.

One day become a better armourer than Corkscrew.

Make enough money to live in a high-rise penthouse in Bellevue.

Somehow get back at Ares for what they did to his gunshop.

===Subconscious Goals===
Be able to care again, and recognise what being cared about feels like.

==Background==
It was 2049, Valentines Day. Being a kid born then gives you the obvious joke, or, not even really a joke, more of an observation. Lucky for him, it at least wasn't a spur lover's day fling, resulting in a fairly normal life. Being a non-awakened metahuman born in Downtown makes youth easy, and boring - a boredom and lust for the world that'd eventually take Kevin's heart, alongside an extreme admiration towards firearms, that would drag him like a chain to the UCAS Armed Forces as soon as he turned 18. There were tears as there always is, that they'd never see their little baby boy again, and perhaps those tears were right - he might still breathe, he might have a pulse, but he died when his service ended, his innocence and care plucked out of his vestal body, leaving him a wandering husk.

It was 6 years long, 91F Small Arms/Towed Artillery Repair, 6 years he actually enjoyed. 6 years he thought that the army cared about him, 6 years where he learned skills he always wanted to, had ware' he always thought was just the coolest, had admiration and heartbreak and humanity. 6 years that, near the end, took the idea of the individual, the idea of the person, and laughed at it. There were no people, there was simply statistics, assets, and MIAs. Though he still breathed at that time - no, he lost his empathy and humanity right when he left. Because not everyone in the military makes big bucks, and all that ware' is expensive - he thought he'd be left off with a payment plan, work the rest of his life trying to pay for his cybernetics. No, instead, he was dug into, his body was defiled with blades and rubber gloves as they stripped his muscles and ripped out bits of his brain. And in that painful, unconscious moment, that was when he died. That display of pure, calculated, heartless antipathy had crushed his love of life, his admiration, his everything. His humanity went out alongside the vat muscles and neurological boosters. And he was given a little chunk of change too, for his ''service''.

24, he still had life ahead of him, and so he decided to start his own little gun store, because he used to love gunsmithing. He still thought he did, he thought he could care, that he could love, though his subconscious had a different reason for making the store. His subconscious begged him to find care again, to not fall into antipathy, and if doing what he loved every day of his life, with no boss but himself, couldn't save him, nothing could. He worked there for a few years, 4 to be exact, and while he never felt joy he believed he did, because he just couldn't consciously consider what it would be like to not. But, Ares also likes guns, and competitors, however small, aren't fun - it was almost in a flash, the price fixing fucked him sideways, and he subconsciously realised that he was now out of care, and in fact hated seeing others care. Consciously, too, he was shattered, but not in the same way - it could never be the same, he couldn't think it. But, now, at least internally, unable to value anyone else, just like the military didn't value him, just like how Ares treated him as just an enemy and not a man, he had no real paths ahead of him outside of taking his toys and using them. Especially one which was the closest he got, subconsciously, to caring - a price piece, a religious offering to Hephaistos, a symbol of his deep desire to return to the days of when he could grin and yell and cry over his firearms: a Yamaha Raiden he put all of his blood, sweat, and nuyen into.

PMCs, where ex-mils go to use their skills once again, and where Kevin ended up, at least after 6 and a half years doing other work like mercenary and hired muscle. He felt cocky, it seems, and decided to go for Horned Bear - maybe the danger could kindle something in him, he subconsciously felt. It was certainly something, and even while he wasn't a full member, the at-base training was terrifyingly difficult, breaking and building his body up again, but he apparently needed to get practical too. He was offered suggestions, one which caught his eye particularly - Shadowrunning. Illegal mercenary work in a variety of situations - more applicable to the PMC than mercenary work, for sure - and potentially a way to get back at Ares for his gunshop. He felt he had to have this desire for revenge, because he should care, he should be hurt by what Ares did, he should feel something. And so, not even burning his SIN, he ended up a runner with the assistance of Ashen Hand. And, simple enough, he ran - for one and a half whole years. That was how long it took until Ashen Hand felt ready to recommend him to the Haven, despite the Js having wanted him to it around half a year in, because the higher pay could make one complacent, he needed to be sure Kevin was fully using it as training alongside gear funds. However, he did end up in the Haven, where he is now, searching for the ability to care, if he hasn't gone too far by entering a profession where he has to treat people like assets and statistics once more.

== Narrative Significant Qualities ==

===Positive===
His Devotion And Care Made Manifest (Restricted Gear, Spec Mods x2) - A Yamaha Raiden he calls the "Forge's Hammer", heavily modified and nearly perfected with the loving touch of a gunsmith, including a hand engraving of the Orphic Hymn to Hephaistos on it, this gun is not merely a reflection of his talents. Instead, it also holds spiritual significance to him as a show of devotion towards the forge-god he holds close, and on a subconscious level is the closest he's gotten to feeling what care is like post-military.

===Negative===
Apathy (Antipathy, Did You Just Call Me Dumb?, No Man Left Behind, Outspoken Prejudice Against Anyone With Ares Or Their Subsidiaries) - After the complete and utter display of lacking any care about him, Kevin lost the ability to care about others or even really himself. He tries, but he can't ever really do it anymore, and sometimes he ends up insulting people heavily due to this complete lack of empathy that holds him down. However, he doesn't like that reality, and consciously he will force himself to save others to try and make it feel like he cares, rushing headlong into terrible situations for the sake of other runners or Horned Bear members. It also reflects in his apparent hatred of Ares, knowing that he should feel betrayed and angry about what happened to his gun shop, and thus acting with a supposed hatred towards people related to the corporation.

===Trivia===
* First Response has two altars in his home, being a greek neopagan - one to Hephaistos, alongside an altar to Ares. The irony of the altar to Ares is not lost on him.
* He is, or was, a massive fan of prog rock, both stuff from the 6th and 5th world.
* Kevin's a massive sweet-tooth, which he hides consciously because he thinks others will judge him for it but subconsciously because caring what others think is, in itself, caring.
* He has dated 5 times since leaving the military - 3 women and 2 men - and I think it is safe to let you assume why all of those failed or why he did it.

==Run History==
{{RunHistory}}


==Affiliations==

===Contacts===


{{ContactTable|


{{HasContact|
|Name=Ashen Hand
|Loyalty=2
|Chips=0
|}}


}}


===Organizations===
{{GroupContactTable|
{{GroupContact|
|Group=Horned Bear
|Position=Private
|RepBonus=2
|RepExpense=0
|}}
}}

===Non-Horned Bear Rep===

=In Character Information=

==Symbols and Signatures==

==Matrix Search Table==
{{SearchTable|
|LowResult=Oh boy, another Ex-Mil shadowrunner who likes his guns, you swear you've read this page before.
|MidResult=Horned Bear it seems, classic story - running to get better and get cash while training.
|HighResult=Kevin Simmons, he's still a SINner, living out in Downtown in a reasonable house. Not a typical runner, that's for sure.
}}
==Shadow Community Table==
{{SearchTable|
|LowThreshold=1
|LowResult=Ex-Mil Small Arms Repairman turned Runner, he's a pretty average Sam though a little light on ware' at the moment.
|MidThreshold=3
|MidResult=Named after his military days where he'd get extremely emotive over messed up guns.
|HighThreshold=5
|HighResult=He doesn't like to admit it, but he seems to have a problem with caring, and deeply wants to fix it.
}}
==Assensing Table==
{{AssensingTable|
|Result1=Apathetic, Mundane
|Result2=Cyberware at the base of the skull, his nervous system, skeletal system, right hand, and eyes.
|Result3=No Diseases
|Result4=0.0175 Essence, Bioware in his muscular system, brain, skin. 0.1100 Essence Hole
|Result5=Gene Treatment in his kidneys, nervous system. No Disease or Toxins.
}}

==SINs==
Real SIN Kevin Simmons - UCAS, Military Vet, Horned Bear Member

Fake SIN Matthew Sweson - UCAS, Horned Bear Member
==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.

{| class="wikitable sortable"
|+
!Aspect
!Information
!Related Run(s)
|-
|Mess With The Bear, You Get The Horns
|As a recruit of Horned Bear, any runs which heavily involve them would be of great interest to him.
|
|-
|A 12 Year Meh
|Having lost his ability to care after his time in the army, runs dealing with emotions, especially love or hate, are runs he takes a great deal to look for.
|
|-
|Gun-Nut
|When he still could feel fully, he was a total gun-nut, and he still wants to be, so runs involving potentially interesting parts or full firearms are always a treat.
|
|-
|}

==Media Mentions==

==ShadowGrid Profile Comments==

[[Category:Player Characters]]

First Response

2025-04-03T05:35:50Z

Tyneman: /* Assensing Table */

{{Infobox
|YourWikiUsername =
|title = {{PAGENAME}} 
|image= [[File:Kevin.png|200px]] 
|header1= Ware'd Muscle
|header2= "What the fuck is happening with your gas tube, it shouldn't bend like that, were you born twenty minutes ago from two barrens rats?"
|header3= Carry On, Don't Mind Me
|header4=''[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-IjkSMXywgg All I Gave Was Everything]''
|label5 = Discord
|data5 = @Tyneman
|label6 = Reddit
|data6 = [https://www.reddit.com/user/Advanced_Gas_1795]
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|label8 = Street Cred
|data8= 4
|label9 = Notoriety
|data9 = 1
|label10 = Public Awareness
|data10= 0
|label11 = Titles and Awards
|data11 =
|label12 = CDP
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|Bonuses=25
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|label15 = Folder
|data15 =[https://drive.google.com/drive/folders/1t3tHq57F5kOv7zHDnVgOQaK1TROnJk-r]
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=Character Information=

===Summary===
A gun-nut from Horned Bear who is subconsciously desperate to try and break through his antipathy and feel what care is like again, but who believes he still can care consciously, unable to confront the reality of what he became after his time with the military.

===Conscious Goals===
Become a fully fledged member of Horned Bear.

One day become a better armourer than Corkscrew.

Make enough money to live in a high-rise penthouse in Bellevue.

Somehow get back at Ares for what they did to his gunshop.

===Subconscious Goals===
Be able to care again, and recognise what being cared about feels like.

==Background==
It was 2049, Valentines Day. Being a kid born then gives you the obvious joke, or, not even really a joke, more of an observation. Lucky for him, it at least wasn't a spur lover's day fling, resulting in a fairly normal life. Being a non-awakened metahuman born in Downtown makes youth easy, and boring - a boredom and lust for the world that'd eventually take Kevin's heart, alongside an extreme admiration towards firearms, that would drag him like a chain to the UCAS Armed Forces as soon as he turned 18. There were tears as there always is, that they'd never see their little baby boy again, and perhaps those tears were right - he might still breathe, he might have a pulse, but he died when his service ended, his innocence and care plucked out of his vestal body, leaving him a wandering husk.

It was 6 years long, 91F Small Arms/Towed Artillery Repair, 6 years he actually enjoyed. 6 years he thought that the army cared about him, 6 years where he learned skills he always wanted to, had ware' he always thought was just the coolest, had admiration and heartbreak and humanity. 6 years that, near the end, took the idea of the individual, the idea of the person, and laughed at it. There were no people, there was simply statistics, assets, and MIAs. Though he still breathed at that time - no, he lost his empathy and humanity right when he left. Because not everyone in the military makes big bucks, and all that ware' is expensive - he thought he'd be left off with a payment plan, work the rest of his life trying to pay for his cybernetics. No, instead, he was dug into, his body was defiled with blades and rubber gloves as they stripped his muscles and ripped out bits of his brain. And in that painful, unconscious moment, that was when he died. That display of pure, calculated, heartless antipathy had crushed his love of life, his admiration, his everything. His humanity went out alongside the vat muscles and neurological boosters. And he was given a little chunk of change too, for his ''service''.

24, he still had life ahead of him, and so he decided to start his own little gun store, because he used to love gunsmithing. He still thought he did, he thought he could care, that he could love, though his subconscious had a different reason for making the store. His subconscious begged him to find care again, to not fall into antipathy, and if doing what he loved every day of his life, with no boss but himself, couldn't save him, nothing could. He worked there for a few years, 4 to be exact, and while he never felt joy he believed he did, because he just couldn't consciously consider what it would be like to not. But, Ares also likes guns, and competitors, however small, aren't fun - it was almost in a flash, the price fixing fucked him sideways, and he subconsciously realised that he was now out of care, and in fact hated seeing others care. Consciously, too, he was shattered, but not in the same way - it could never be the same, he couldn't think it. But, now, at least internally, unable to value anyone else, just like the military didn't value him, just like how Ares treated him as just an enemy and not a man, he had no real paths ahead of him outside of taking his toys and using them. Especially one which was the closest he got, subconsciously, to caring - a price piece, a religious offering to Hephaistos, a symbol of his deep desire to return to the days of when he could grin and yell and cry over his firearms: a Yamaha Raiden he put all of his blood, sweat, and nuyen into.

PMCs, where ex-mils go to use their skills once again, and where Kevin ended up, at least after 6 and a half years doing other work like mercenary and hired muscle. He felt cocky, it seems, and decided to go for Horned Bear - maybe the danger could kindle something in him, he subconsciously felt. It was certainly something, and even while he wasn't a full member, the at-base training was terrifyingly difficult, breaking and building his body up again, but he apparently needed to get practical too. He was offered suggestions, one which caught his eye particularly - Shadowrunning. Illegal mercenary work in a variety of situations - more applicable to the PMC than mercenary work, for sure - and potentially a way to get back at Ares for his gunshop. He felt he had to have this desire for revenge, because he should care, he should be hurt by what Ares did, he should feel something. And so, not even burning his SIN, he ended up a runner with the assistance of Ashen Hand. And, simple enough, he ran - for one and a half whole years. That was how long it took until Ashen Hand felt ready to recommend him to the Haven, despite the Js having wanted him to it around half a year in, because the higher pay could make one complacent, he needed to be sure Kevin was fully using it as training alongside gear funds. However, he did end up in the Haven, where he is now, searching for the ability to care, if he hasn't gone too far by entering a profession where he has to treat people like assets and statistics once more.

== Narrative Significant Qualities ==

===Positive===
His Devotion And Care Made Manifest (Restricted Gear, Spec Mods x2) - A Yamaha Raiden he calls the "Forge's Hammer", heavily modified and nearly perfected with the loving touch of a gunsmith, including a hand engraving of the Orphic Hymn to Hephaistos on it, this gun is not merely a reflection of his talents. Instead, it also holds spiritual significance to him as a show of devotion towards the forge-god he holds close, and on a subconscious level is the closest he's gotten to feeling what care is like post-military.

===Negative===
Apathy (Antipathy, Did You Just Call Me Dumb?, No Man Left Behind, Outspoken Prejudice Against Anyone With Ares Or Their Subsidiaries) - After the complete and utter display of lacking any care about him, Kevin lost the ability to care about others or even really himself. He tries, but he can't ever really do it anymore, and sometimes he ends up insulting people heavily due to this complete lack of empathy that holds him down. However, he doesn't like that reality, and consciously he will force himself to save others to try and make it feel like he cares, rushing headlong into terrible situations for the sake of other runners or Horned Bear members. It also reflects in his apparent hatred of Ares, knowing that he should feel betrayed and angry about what happened to his gun shop, and thus acting with a supposed hatred towards people related to the corporation.

===Trivia===
* First Response has two altars in his home, being a greek neopagan - one to Hephaistos, alongside an altar to Ares. The irony of the altar to Ares is not lost on him.
* He is, or was, a massive fan of prog rock, both stuff from the 6th and 5th world.
* Kevin's a massive sweet-tooth, which he hides consciously because he thinks others will judge him for it but subconsciously because caring what others think is, in itself, caring.
* He has dated 5 times since leaving the military - 3 women and 2 men - and I think it is safe to let you assume why all of those failed or why he did it.

==Run History==
{{RunHistory}}


==Affiliations==

===Contacts===


{{ContactTable|


{{HasContact|
|Name=Ashen Hand
|Loyalty=2
|Chips=0
|}}


}}


===Organizations===
{{GroupContactTable|
{{GroupContact|
|Group=Horned Bear
|Position=Private
|RepBonus=0
|RepExpense=0
|}}
}}

===Non-Horned Bear Rep===

=In Character Information=

==Symbols and Signatures==

==Matrix Search Table==
{{SearchTable|
|LowResult=Oh boy, another Ex-Mil shadowrunner who likes his guns, you swear you've read this page before.
|MidResult=Horned Bear it seems, classic story - running to get better and get cash while training.
|HighResult=Kevin Simmons, he's still a SINner, living out in Downtown in a reasonable house. Not a typical runner, that's for sure.
}}
==Shadow Community Table==
{{SearchTable|
|LowThreshold=1
|LowResult=Ex-Mil Small Arms Repairman turned Runner, he's a pretty average Sam though a little light on ware' at the moment.
|MidThreshold=3
|MidResult=Named after his military days where he'd get extremely emotive over messed up guns.
|HighThreshold=5
|HighResult=He doesn't like to admit it, but he seems to have a problem with caring, and deeply wants to fix it.
}}
==Assensing Table==
{{AssensingTable|
|Result1=Apathetic, Mundane
|Result2=Cyberware at the base of the skull, his nervous system, skeletal system, right hand, and eyes.
|Result3=No Diseases
|Result4=0.0175 Essence, Bioware in his muscular system, brain, skin. 0.1100 Essence Hole
|Result5=Gene Treatment in his kidneys, nervous system. No Disease or Toxins.
}}

==SINs==
Real SIN Kevin Simmons - UCAS, Military Vet, Horned Bear Member

Fake SIN Matthew Sweson - UCAS, Horned Bear Member
==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.

{| class="wikitable sortable"
|+
!Aspect
!Information
!Related Run(s)
|-
|Mess With The Bear, You Get The Horns
|As a recruit of Horned Bear, any runs which heavily involve them would be of great interest to him.
|
|-
|A 12 Year Meh
|Having lost his ability to care after his time in the army, runs dealing with emotions, especially love or hate, are runs he takes a great deal to look for.
|
|-
|Gun-Nut
|When he still could feel fully, he was a total gun-nut, and he still wants to be, so runs involving potentially interesting parts or full firearms are always a treat.
|
|-
|}

==Media Mentions==

==ShadowGrid Profile Comments==

[[Category:Player Characters]]

First Response

2025-04-03T05:35:18Z

Tyneman: /* Assensing Table */

{{Infobox
|YourWikiUsername =
|title = {{PAGENAME}} 
|image= [[File:Kevin.png|200px]] 
|header1= Ware'd Muscle
|header2= "What the fuck is happening with your gas tube, it shouldn't bend like that, were you born twenty minutes ago from two barrens rats?"
|header3= Carry On, Don't Mind Me
|header4=''[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-IjkSMXywgg All I Gave Was Everything]''
|label5 = Discord
|data5 = @Tyneman
|label6 = Reddit
|data6 = [https://www.reddit.com/user/Advanced_Gas_1795]
|label7= Metatype
|data7 = Human
|label8 = Street Cred
|data8= 4
|label9 = Notoriety
|data9 = 1
|label10 = Public Awareness
|data10= 0
|label11 = Titles and Awards
|data11 =
|label12 = CDP
|data12 = {{CDP|
|Expenses=25
|Bonuses=25
|}} 
|label13 = D.O.B.
|data13 = 14/2/2049
|label14 = Age
|data14 = {{Age| 
|Month=2
|Day=14
|Year=2049
|}} 
|label15 = Folder
|data15 =[https://drive.google.com/drive/folders/1t3tHq57F5kOv7zHDnVgOQaK1TROnJk-r]
|label16 = Priority
|data16 = Metatype - E Attributes - A Magic/Resonance - E Skills - A Resources - C
|label17 = #Max IGs/Ascension
|data17 = {{IGTracker| 
|Month=1
|Day=3
|Year=2086
|AwakenedStatus=0
|}} 
}}

=Character Information=

===Summary===
A gun-nut from Horned Bear who is subconsciously desperate to try and break through his antipathy and feel what care is like again, but who believes he still can care consciously, unable to confront the reality of what he became after his time with the military.

===Conscious Goals===
Become a fully fledged member of Horned Bear.

One day become a better armourer than Corkscrew.

Make enough money to live in a high-rise penthouse in Bellevue.

Somehow get back at Ares for what they did to his gunshop.

===Subconscious Goals===
Be able to care again, and recognise what being cared about feels like.

==Background==
It was 2049, Valentines Day. Being a kid born then gives you the obvious joke, or, not even really a joke, more of an observation. Lucky for him, it at least wasn't a spur lover's day fling, resulting in a fairly normal life. Being a non-awakened metahuman born in Downtown makes youth easy, and boring - a boredom and lust for the world that'd eventually take Kevin's heart, alongside an extreme admiration towards firearms, that would drag him like a chain to the UCAS Armed Forces as soon as he turned 18. There were tears as there always is, that they'd never see their little baby boy again, and perhaps those tears were right - he might still breathe, he might have a pulse, but he died when his service ended, his innocence and care plucked out of his vestal body, leaving him a wandering husk.

It was 6 years long, 91F Small Arms/Towed Artillery Repair, 6 years he actually enjoyed. 6 years he thought that the army cared about him, 6 years where he learned skills he always wanted to, had ware' he always thought was just the coolest, had admiration and heartbreak and humanity. 6 years that, near the end, took the idea of the individual, the idea of the person, and laughed at it. There were no people, there was simply statistics, assets, and MIAs. Though he still breathed at that time - no, he lost his empathy and humanity right when he left. Because not everyone in the military makes big bucks, and all that ware' is expensive - he thought he'd be left off with a payment plan, work the rest of his life trying to pay for his cybernetics. No, instead, he was dug into, his body was defiled with blades and rubber gloves as they stripped his muscles and ripped out bits of his brain. And in that painful, unconscious moment, that was when he died. That display of pure, calculated, heartless antipathy had crushed his love of life, his admiration, his everything. His humanity went out alongside the vat muscles and neurological boosters. And he was given a little chunk of change too, for his ''service''.

24, he still had life ahead of him, and so he decided to start his own little gun store, because he used to love gunsmithing. He still thought he did, he thought he could care, that he could love, though his subconscious had a different reason for making the store. His subconscious begged him to find care again, to not fall into antipathy, and if doing what he loved every day of his life, with no boss but himself, couldn't save him, nothing could. He worked there for a few years, 4 to be exact, and while he never felt joy he believed he did, because he just couldn't consciously consider what it would be like to not. But, Ares also likes guns, and competitors, however small, aren't fun - it was almost in a flash, the price fixing fucked him sideways, and he subconsciously realised that he was now out of care, and in fact hated seeing others care. Consciously, too, he was shattered, but not in the same way - it could never be the same, he couldn't think it. But, now, at least internally, unable to value anyone else, just like the military didn't value him, just like how Ares treated him as just an enemy and not a man, he had no real paths ahead of him outside of taking his toys and using them. Especially one which was the closest he got, subconsciously, to caring - a price piece, a religious offering to Hephaistos, a symbol of his deep desire to return to the days of when he could grin and yell and cry over his firearms: a Yamaha Raiden he put all of his blood, sweat, and nuyen into.

PMCs, where ex-mils go to use their skills once again, and where Kevin ended up, at least after 6 and a half years doing other work like mercenary and hired muscle. He felt cocky, it seems, and decided to go for Horned Bear - maybe the danger could kindle something in him, he subconsciously felt. It was certainly something, and even while he wasn't a full member, the at-base training was terrifyingly difficult, breaking and building his body up again, but he apparently needed to get practical too. He was offered suggestions, one which caught his eye particularly - Shadowrunning. Illegal mercenary work in a variety of situations - more applicable to the PMC than mercenary work, for sure - and potentially a way to get back at Ares for his gunshop. He felt he had to have this desire for revenge, because he should care, he should be hurt by what Ares did, he should feel something. And so, not even burning his SIN, he ended up a runner with the assistance of Ashen Hand. And, simple enough, he ran - for one and a half whole years. That was how long it took until Ashen Hand felt ready to recommend him to the Haven, despite the Js having wanted him to it around half a year in, because the higher pay could make one complacent, he needed to be sure Kevin was fully using it as training alongside gear funds. However, he did end up in the Haven, where he is now, searching for the ability to care, if he hasn't gone too far by entering a profession where he has to treat people like assets and statistics once more.

== Narrative Significant Qualities ==

===Positive===
His Devotion And Care Made Manifest (Restricted Gear, Spec Mods x2) - A Yamaha Raiden he calls the "Forge's Hammer", heavily modified and nearly perfected with the loving touch of a gunsmith, including a hand engraving of the Orphic Hymn to Hephaistos on it, this gun is not merely a reflection of his talents. Instead, it also holds spiritual significance to him as a show of devotion towards the forge-god he holds close, and on a subconscious level is the closest he's gotten to feeling what care is like post-military.

===Negative===
Apathy (Antipathy, Did You Just Call Me Dumb?, No Man Left Behind, Outspoken Prejudice Against Anyone With Ares Or Their Subsidiaries) - After the complete and utter display of lacking any care about him, Kevin lost the ability to care about others or even really himself. He tries, but he can't ever really do it anymore, and sometimes he ends up insulting people heavily due to this complete lack of empathy that holds him down. However, he doesn't like that reality, and consciously he will force himself to save others to try and make it feel like he cares, rushing headlong into terrible situations for the sake of other runners or Horned Bear members. It also reflects in his apparent hatred of Ares, knowing that he should feel betrayed and angry about what happened to his gun shop, and thus acting with a supposed hatred towards people related to the corporation.

===Trivia===
* First Response has two altars in his home, being a greek neopagan - one to Hephaistos, alongside an altar to Ares. The irony of the altar to Ares is not lost on him.
* He is, or was, a massive fan of prog rock, both stuff from the 6th and 5th world.
* Kevin's a massive sweet-tooth, which he hides consciously because he thinks others will judge him for it but subconsciously because caring what others think is, in itself, caring.
* He has dated 5 times since leaving the military - 3 women and 2 men - and I think it is safe to let you assume why all of those failed or why he did it.

==Run History==
{{RunHistory}}


==Affiliations==

===Contacts===


{{ContactTable|


{{HasContact|
|Name=Ashen Hand
|Loyalty=2
|Chips=0
|}}


}}


===Organizations===
{{GroupContactTable|
{{GroupContact|
|Group=Horned Bear
|Position=Private
|RepBonus=0
|RepExpense=0
|}}
}}

===Non-Horned Bear Rep===

=In Character Information=

==Symbols and Signatures==

==Matrix Search Table==
{{SearchTable|
|LowResult=Oh boy, another Ex-Mil shadowrunner who likes his guns, you swear you've read this page before.
|MidResult=Horned Bear it seems, classic story - running to get better and get cash while training.
|HighResult=Kevin Simmons, he's still a SINner, living out in Downtown in a reasonable house. Not a typical runner, that's for sure.
}}
==Shadow Community Table==
{{SearchTable|
|LowThreshold=1
|LowResult=Ex-Mil Small Arms Repairman turned Runner, he's a pretty average Sam though a little light on ware' at the moment.
|MidThreshold=3
|MidResult=Named after his military days where he'd get extremely emotive over messed up guns.
|HighThreshold=5
|HighResult=He doesn't like to admit it, but he seems to have a problem with caring, and deeply wants to fix it.
}}
==Assensing Table==
{{AssensingTable|
|Result1=Apathetic, Mundane
|Result2=Cyberware at the base of the skull, his nervous system, skeletal system, right hand, and eyes.
|Result3=No Diseases
|Result4=0.0175 Essence, Bioware in his muscular system, brain, skin. 0.1100 Essence Hole
|Result5=Gene Treatment in his Kidneys, No Disease or Toxins.
}}

==SINs==
Real SIN Kevin Simmons - UCAS, Military Vet, Horned Bear Member

Fake SIN Matthew Sweson - UCAS, Horned Bear Member
==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.

{| class="wikitable sortable"
|+
!Aspect
!Information
!Related Run(s)
|-
|Mess With The Bear, You Get The Horns
|As a recruit of Horned Bear, any runs which heavily involve them would be of great interest to him.
|
|-
|A 12 Year Meh
|Having lost his ability to care after his time in the army, runs dealing with emotions, especially love or hate, are runs he takes a great deal to look for.
|
|-
|Gun-Nut
|When he still could feel fully, he was a total gun-nut, and he still wants to be, so runs involving potentially interesting parts or full firearms are always a treat.
|
|-
|}

==Media Mentions==

==ShadowGrid Profile Comments==

[[Category:Player Characters]]

First Response

2025-04-03T05:33:41Z

Tyneman:

{{Infobox
|YourWikiUsername =
|title = {{PAGENAME}} 
|image= [[File:Kevin.png|200px]] 
|header1= Ware'd Muscle
|header2= "What the fuck is happening with your gas tube, it shouldn't bend like that, were you born twenty minutes ago from two barrens rats?"
|header3= Carry On, Don't Mind Me
|header4=''[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-IjkSMXywgg All I Gave Was Everything]''
|label5 = Discord
|data5 = @Tyneman
|label6 = Reddit
|data6 = [https://www.reddit.com/user/Advanced_Gas_1795]
|label7= Metatype
|data7 = Human
|label8 = Street Cred
|data8= 4
|label9 = Notoriety
|data9 = 1
|label10 = Public Awareness
|data10= 0
|label11 = Titles and Awards
|data11 =
|label12 = CDP
|data12 = {{CDP|
|Expenses=25
|Bonuses=25
|}} 
|label13 = D.O.B.
|data13 = 14/2/2049
|label14 = Age
|data14 = {{Age| 
|Month=2
|Day=14
|Year=2049
|}} 
|label15 = Folder
|data15 =[https://drive.google.com/drive/folders/1t3tHq57F5kOv7zHDnVgOQaK1TROnJk-r]
|label16 = Priority
|data16 = Metatype - E Attributes - A Magic/Resonance - E Skills - A Resources - C
|label17 = #Max IGs/Ascension
|data17 = {{IGTracker| 
|Month=1
|Day=3
|Year=2086
|AwakenedStatus=0
|}} 
}}

=Character Information=

===Summary===
A gun-nut from Horned Bear who is subconsciously desperate to try and break through his antipathy and feel what care is like again, but who believes he still can care consciously, unable to confront the reality of what he became after his time with the military.

===Conscious Goals===
Become a fully fledged member of Horned Bear.

One day become a better armourer than Corkscrew.

Make enough money to live in a high-rise penthouse in Bellevue.

Somehow get back at Ares for what they did to his gunshop.

===Subconscious Goals===
Be able to care again, and recognise what being cared about feels like.

==Background==
It was 2049, Valentines Day. Being a kid born then gives you the obvious joke, or, not even really a joke, more of an observation. Lucky for him, it at least wasn't a spur lover's day fling, resulting in a fairly normal life. Being a non-awakened metahuman born in Downtown makes youth easy, and boring - a boredom and lust for the world that'd eventually take Kevin's heart, alongside an extreme admiration towards firearms, that would drag him like a chain to the UCAS Armed Forces as soon as he turned 18. There were tears as there always is, that they'd never see their little baby boy again, and perhaps those tears were right - he might still breathe, he might have a pulse, but he died when his service ended, his innocence and care plucked out of his vestal body, leaving him a wandering husk.

It was 6 years long, 91F Small Arms/Towed Artillery Repair, 6 years he actually enjoyed. 6 years he thought that the army cared about him, 6 years where he learned skills he always wanted to, had ware' he always thought was just the coolest, had admiration and heartbreak and humanity. 6 years that, near the end, took the idea of the individual, the idea of the person, and laughed at it. There were no people, there was simply statistics, assets, and MIAs. Though he still breathed at that time - no, he lost his empathy and humanity right when he left. Because not everyone in the military makes big bucks, and all that ware' is expensive - he thought he'd be left off with a payment plan, work the rest of his life trying to pay for his cybernetics. No, instead, he was dug into, his body was defiled with blades and rubber gloves as they stripped his muscles and ripped out bits of his brain. And in that painful, unconscious moment, that was when he died. That display of pure, calculated, heartless antipathy had crushed his love of life, his admiration, his everything. His humanity went out alongside the vat muscles and neurological boosters. And he was given a little chunk of change too, for his ''service''.

24, he still had life ahead of him, and so he decided to start his own little gun store, because he used to love gunsmithing. He still thought he did, he thought he could care, that he could love, though his subconscious had a different reason for making the store. His subconscious begged him to find care again, to not fall into antipathy, and if doing what he loved every day of his life, with no boss but himself, couldn't save him, nothing could. He worked there for a few years, 4 to be exact, and while he never felt joy he believed he did, because he just couldn't consciously consider what it would be like to not. But, Ares also likes guns, and competitors, however small, aren't fun - it was almost in a flash, the price fixing fucked him sideways, and he subconsciously realised that he was now out of care, and in fact hated seeing others care. Consciously, too, he was shattered, but not in the same way - it could never be the same, he couldn't think it. But, now, at least internally, unable to value anyone else, just like the military didn't value him, just like how Ares treated him as just an enemy and not a man, he had no real paths ahead of him outside of taking his toys and using them. Especially one which was the closest he got, subconsciously, to caring - a price piece, a religious offering to Hephaistos, a symbol of his deep desire to return to the days of when he could grin and yell and cry over his firearms: a Yamaha Raiden he put all of his blood, sweat, and nuyen into.

PMCs, where ex-mils go to use their skills once again, and where Kevin ended up, at least after 6 and a half years doing other work like mercenary and hired muscle. He felt cocky, it seems, and decided to go for Horned Bear - maybe the danger could kindle something in him, he subconsciously felt. It was certainly something, and even while he wasn't a full member, the at-base training was terrifyingly difficult, breaking and building his body up again, but he apparently needed to get practical too. He was offered suggestions, one which caught his eye particularly - Shadowrunning. Illegal mercenary work in a variety of situations - more applicable to the PMC than mercenary work, for sure - and potentially a way to get back at Ares for his gunshop. He felt he had to have this desire for revenge, because he should care, he should be hurt by what Ares did, he should feel something. And so, not even burning his SIN, he ended up a runner with the assistance of Ashen Hand. And, simple enough, he ran - for one and a half whole years. That was how long it took until Ashen Hand felt ready to recommend him to the Haven, despite the Js having wanted him to it around half a year in, because the higher pay could make one complacent, he needed to be sure Kevin was fully using it as training alongside gear funds. However, he did end up in the Haven, where he is now, searching for the ability to care, if he hasn't gone too far by entering a profession where he has to treat people like assets and statistics once more.

== Narrative Significant Qualities ==

===Positive===
His Devotion And Care Made Manifest (Restricted Gear, Spec Mods x2) - A Yamaha Raiden he calls the "Forge's Hammer", heavily modified and nearly perfected with the loving touch of a gunsmith, including a hand engraving of the Orphic Hymn to Hephaistos on it, this gun is not merely a reflection of his talents. Instead, it also holds spiritual significance to him as a show of devotion towards the forge-god he holds close, and on a subconscious level is the closest he's gotten to feeling what care is like post-military.

===Negative===
Apathy (Antipathy, Did You Just Call Me Dumb?, No Man Left Behind, Outspoken Prejudice Against Anyone With Ares Or Their Subsidiaries) - After the complete and utter display of lacking any care about him, Kevin lost the ability to care about others or even really himself. He tries, but he can't ever really do it anymore, and sometimes he ends up insulting people heavily due to this complete lack of empathy that holds him down. However, he doesn't like that reality, and consciously he will force himself to save others to try and make it feel like he cares, rushing headlong into terrible situations for the sake of other runners or Horned Bear members. It also reflects in his apparent hatred of Ares, knowing that he should feel betrayed and angry about what happened to his gun shop, and thus acting with a supposed hatred towards people related to the corporation.

===Trivia===
* First Response has two altars in his home, being a greek neopagan - one to Hephaistos, alongside an altar to Ares. The irony of the altar to Ares is not lost on him.
* He is, or was, a massive fan of prog rock, both stuff from the 6th and 5th world.
* Kevin's a massive sweet-tooth, which he hides consciously because he thinks others will judge him for it but subconsciously because caring what others think is, in itself, caring.
* He has dated 5 times since leaving the military - 3 women and 2 men - and I think it is safe to let you assume why all of those failed or why he did it.

==Run History==
{{RunHistory}}


==Affiliations==

===Contacts===


{{ContactTable|


{{HasContact|
|Name=Ashen Hand
|Loyalty=2
|Chips=0
|}}


}}


===Organizations===
{{GroupContactTable|
{{GroupContact|
|Group=Horned Bear
|Position=Private
|RepBonus=0
|RepExpense=0
|}}
}}

===Non-Horned Bear Rep===

=In Character Information=

==Symbols and Signatures==

==Matrix Search Table==
{{SearchTable|
|LowResult=Oh boy, another Ex-Mil shadowrunner who likes his guns, you swear you've read this page before.
|MidResult=Horned Bear it seems, classic story - running to get better and get cash while training.
|HighResult=Kevin Simmons, he's still a SINner, living out in Downtown in a reasonable house. Not a typical runner, that's for sure.
}}
==Shadow Community Table==
{{SearchTable|
|LowThreshold=1
|LowResult=Ex-Mil Small Arms Repairman turned Runner, he's a pretty average Sam though a little light on ware' at the moment.
|MidThreshold=3
|MidResult=Named after his military days where he'd get extremely emotive over messed up guns.
|HighThreshold=5
|HighResult=He doesn't like to admit it, but he seems to have a problem with caring, and deeply wants to fix it.
}}
==Assensing Table==
{{AssensingTable|
|Result1=Apathetic, Mundane
|Result2=Cyberware at the base of the skull, his nervous system, skeletal system, and eyes.
|Result3=No Diseases
|Result4=0.800 Essence, Bioware in his muscular system.
|Result5=Gene Treatment in his Kidneys, No Disease or Toxins.
}}

==SINs==
Real SIN Kevin Simmons - UCAS, Military Vet, Horned Bear Member

Fake SIN Matthew Sweson - UCAS, Horned Bear Member
==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.

{| class="wikitable sortable"
|+
!Aspect
!Information
!Related Run(s)
|-
|Mess With The Bear, You Get The Horns
|As a recruit of Horned Bear, any runs which heavily involve them would be of great interest to him.
|
|-
|A 12 Year Meh
|Having lost his ability to care after his time in the army, runs dealing with emotions, especially love or hate, are runs he takes a great deal to look for.
|
|-
|Gun-Nut
|When he still could feel fully, he was a total gun-nut, and he still wants to be, so runs involving potentially interesting parts or full firearms are always a treat.
|
|-
|}

==Media Mentions==

==ShadowGrid Profile Comments==

[[Category:Player Characters]]

First Response

2025-04-03T05:33:14Z

Tyneman:

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=Character Information=

===Summary===
A gun-nut from Horned Bear who is subconsciously desperate to try and break through his antipathy and feel what care is like again, but who believes he still can care consciously, unable to confront the reality of what he became after his time with the military.

===Conscious Goals===
Become a fully fledged member of Horned Bear.

One day become a better armourer than Corkscrew.

Make enough money to live in a high-rise penthouse in Bellevue.

Somehow get back at Ares for what they did to his gunshop.

===Subconscious Goals===
Be able to care again, and recognise what being cared about feels like.

==Background==
It was 2049, Valentines Day. Being a kid born then gives you the obvious joke, or, not even really a joke, more of an observation. Lucky for him, it at least wasn't a spur lover's day fling, resulting in a fairly normal life. Being a non-awakened metahuman born in Downtown makes youth easy, and boring - a boredom and lust for the world that'd eventually take Kevin's heart, alongside an extreme admiration towards firearms, that would drag him like a chain to the UCAS Armed Forces as soon as he turned 18. There were tears as there always is, that they'd never see their little baby boy again, and perhaps those tears were right - he might still breathe, he might have a pulse, but he died when his service ended, his innocence and care plucked out of his vestal body, leaving him a wandering husk.

It was 6 years long, 91F Small Arms/Towed Artillery Repair, 6 years he actually enjoyed. 6 years he thought that the army cared about him, 6 years where he learned skills he always wanted to, had ware' he always thought was just the coolest, had admiration and heartbreak and humanity. 6 years that, near the end, took the idea of the individual, the idea of the person, and laughed at it. There were no people, there was simply statistics, assets, and MIAs. Though he still breathed at that time - no, he lost his empathy and humanity right when he left. Because not everyone in the military makes big bucks, and all that ware' is expensive - he thought he'd be left off with a payment plan, work the rest of his life trying to pay for his cybernetics. No, instead, he was dug into, his body was defiled with blades and rubber gloves as they stripped his muscles and ripped out bits of his brain. And in that painful, unconscious moment, that was when he died. That display of pure, calculated, heartless antipathy had crushed his love of life, his admiration, his everything. His humanity went out alongside the vat muscles and neurological boosters. And he was given a little chunk of change too, for his ''service''.

24, he still had life ahead of him, and so he decided to start his own little gun store, because he used to love gunsmithing. He still thought he did, he thought he could care, that he could love, though his subconscious had a different reason for making the store. His subconscious begged him to find care again, to not fall into antipathy, and if doing what he loved every day of his life, with no boss but himself, couldn't save him, nothing could. He worked there for a few years, 4 to be exact, and while he never felt joy he believed he did, because he just couldn't consciously consider what it would be like to not. But, Ares also likes guns, and competitors, however small, aren't fun - it was almost in a flash, the price fixing fucked him sideways, and he subconsciously realised that he was now out of care, and in fact hated seeing others care. Consciously, too, he was shattered, but not in the same way - it could never be the same, he couldn't think it. But, now, at least internally, unable to value anyone else, just like the military didn't value him, just like how Ares treated him as just an enemy and not a man, he had no real paths ahead of him outside of taking his toys and using them. Especially one which was the closest he got, subconsciously, to caring - a price piece, a religious offering to Hephaistos, a symbol of his deep desire to return to the days of when he could grin and yell and cry over his firearms: a Yamaha Raiden he put all of his blood, sweat, and nuyen into.

PMCs, where ex-mils go to use their skills once again, and where Kevin ended up, at least after 6 and a half years doing other work like mercenary and hired muscle. He felt cocky, it seems, and decided to go for Horned Bear - maybe the danger could kindle something in him, he subconsciously felt. It was certainly something, and even while he wasn't a full member, the at-base training was terrifyingly difficult, breaking and building his body up again, but he apparently needed to get practical too. He was offered suggestions, one which caught his eye particularly - Shadowrunning. Illegal mercenary work in a variety of situations - more applicable to the PMC than mercenary work, for sure - and potentially a way to get back at Ares for his gunshop. He felt he had to have this desire for revenge, because he should care, he should be hurt by what Ares did, he should feel something. And so, not even burning his SIN, he ended up a runner with the assistance of Ashen Hand. And, simple enough, he ran - for one and a half whole years. That was how long it took until Ashen Hand felt ready to recommend him to the Haven, despite the Js having wanted him to it around half a year in, because the higher pay could make one complacent, he needed to be sure Kevin was fully using it as training alongside gear funds. However, he did end up in the Haven, where he is now, searching for the ability to care, if he hasn't gone too far by entering a profession where he has to treat people like assets and statistics once more.

== Narrative Significant Qualities ==

===Positive===
His Devotion And Care Made Manifest (Restricted Gear, Spec Mods x2) - A Yamaha Raiden he calls the "Forge's Hammer", heavily modified and nearly perfected with the loving touch of a gunsmith, including a hand engraving of the Orphic Hymn to Hephaistos on it, this gun is not merely a reflection of his talents. Instead, it also holds spiritual significance to him as a show of devotion towards the forge-god he holds close, and on a subconscious level is the closest he's gotten to feeling what care is like post-military.

===Negative===
Apathy (Antipathy, Did You Just Call Me Dumb?, No Man Left Behind, Outspoken Prejudice Against Anyone With Ares Or Their Subsidiaries) - After the complete and utter display of lacking any care about him, Kevin lost the ability to care about others or even really himself. He tries, but he can't ever really do it anymore, and sometimes he ends up insulting people heavily due to this complete lack of empathy that holds him down. However, he doesn't like that reality, and consciously he will force himself to save others to try and make it feel like he cares, rushing headlong into terrible situations for the sake of other runners or Horned Bear members. It also reflects in his apparent hatred of Ares, knowing that he should feel betrayed and angry about what happened to his gun shop, and thus acting with a supposed hatred towards people related to the corporation.

===Trivia===
* First Response has two altars in his home, being a greek neopagan - one to Hephaistos, alongside an altar to Ares. The irony of the altar to Ares is not lost on him.
* He is, or was, a massive fan of prog rock, both stuff from the 6th and 5th world.
* Kevin's a massive sweet-tooth, which he hides consciously because he thinks others will judge him for it but subconsciously because caring what others think is, in itself, caring.
* He has dated 5 times since leaving the military - 3 women and 2 men - and I think it is safe to let you assume why all of those failed or why he did it.

==Run History==
{{RunHistory}}


==Affiliations==

===Contacts===


{{ContactTable|


{{HasContact|
|Name=Ashen Hand
|Loyalty=2
|Chips=0
|}}


}}


===Organizations===
{{GroupContactTable|
{{GroupContact|
|Group=Horned Bear
|Position=Private
|RepBonus=0
|RepExpense=0
|}}
}}

===Non-Horned Bear Rep===

=In Character Information=

==Symbols and Signatures==

==Matrix Search Table==
{{SearchTable|
|LowResult=Oh boy, another Ex-Mil shadowrunner who likes his guns, you swear you've read this page before.
|MidResult=Horned Bear it seems, classic story - running to get better and get cash while training.
|HighResult=Kevin Simmons, he's still a SINner, living out in Downtown in a reasonable house. Not a typical runner, that's for sure.
}}
==Shadow Community Table==
{{SearchTable|
|LowThreshold=1
|LowResult=Ex-Mil Small Arms Repairman turned Runner, he's a pretty average Sam though a little light on ware' at the moment.
|MidThreshold=3
|MidResult=Named after his military days where he'd get extremely emotive over messed up guns.
|HighThreshold=5
|HighResult=He doesn't like to admit it, but he seems to have a problem with caring, and deeply wants to fix it.
}}
==Assensing Table==
{{AssensingTable|
|Result1=Apathetic, Mundane
|Result2=Cyberware at the base of the skull, his nervous system, skeletal system, and eyes.
|Result3=No Diseases
|Result4=0.800 Essence, Bioware in his muscular system.
|Result5=Gene Treatment in his Kidneys, No Disease or Toxins.
}}

==SINs==
Real SIN Kevin Simmons - UCAS, Military Vet, Horned Bear Member

Fake SIN Matthew Sweson - UCAS, Horned Bear Member
==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.

{| class="wikitable sortable"
|+
!Aspect
!Information
!Related Run(s)
|-
|Mess With The Bear, You Get The Horns
|As a recruit of Horned Bear, any runs which heavily involve them would be of great interest to him.
|
|-
|A 12 Year Meh
|Having lost his ability to care after his time in the army, runs dealing with emotions, especially love or hate, are runs he takes a great deal to look for.
|
|-
|Gun-Nut
|When he still could feel fully, he was a total gun-nut, and he still wants to be, so runs involving potentially interesting parts or full firearms are always a treat.
|
|-
|}

==Media Mentions==

==ShadowGrid Profile Comments==

[[Category:Player Characters]]