{{Infobox
|title=Saeder-Krupp Heavy Industries
|image=[[File:SaederKruppLogo.png]]
|header1=Saeder-Krupp Heavy Industries
|header2="One Step Ahead"
|label5=Connection
|data5=5
|label6=Type
|data6=AAA, private corporation
|label7=Player joinability?
|data7=Yes
|label8=Health
|data8=Maintaining
|label9=Location
|data9=Essen, Allied German States
}}

=Faction Information=
===Summary===
Saeder-Krupp Heavy Industries is a AAA private corporation run by the world's celebrity dragon: Lofwyr. Often referred to as 'SK', Saeder-Krupp focusses on its namesake, in addition to energy, chemical production and processing, manufacturing and nanotech construction, finance, Matrix information and technologies, space assets and colonization, and magical research.

===Goals===
Like any other corporation, Saeder-Krupp Heavy Industries has a focus on profit and commercial sustainability, in addition to defending its position as #1 on the Corporate Court, and expanding into additional markets.

===Major Locations===
Saeder-Krupp Heavy Industries is headquartered in Essen, of the Allied German States and operates internationally with extraterritoriality, including in space.

===Leaders===
[[Lofwyr]]

==Background==
===Allies===
None.

===Enemies===
None.

==Current Status==
===Health Summary===
No recent activity.

==Members==
===Contacts===
None.

===PCs===
{| class="wikitable sortable"
|-
! Name
! Chips Owed/Owned
|-
|}

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

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Saeder-Krupp

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ZeroDay

2018-01-29T23:10:08Z

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{{Infobox
|title=ZeroDay
|image=[[File:ZeroDay.png]]
|header1=Decker
|label5=Player
|data5=[https://www.reddit.com/user/Vindicer Vindicer]
|label6=Metatype
|data6=Human
|label7=Street Cred
|data7=0
|label8=Notoriety
|data8=0
|label9=Public Awareness
|data9=0
|label10=Titles and Awards
|data10=0
|label13=D.O.B.
|data13=January 20th, 2048
|label14=Folder
|data14=[https://drive.google.com/drive/folders/1qHgZugKkx-Q-Nc5s966ZtTiB687pPEU1 Link]
|label16=Priority
|data16= Metatype - E Attributes - B Magic - E Skills - B Resources - A
}}

=Character Information=

===Summary===
I am an augmented decker, specializing in sleaze and low-profile Matrix manipulation.

===Goals===
- Increase decking skills and hardware.

- Uncover extraterritorial corporate secrets.

- Replace as much of my body as possible with cybernetic enhancements.

==Background==
I took to hacking early in my childhood. The Matrix was a way to escape the truths of reality; a place where normal rules and social status no longer applied. A place I could both call, and make, my own.

My parents are SINless; both alive but each wishing the other wasn't. Dad's in the Barrens somewhere, don't even know his name. Got halfway through a search to find him and realised I didn't care. He'd never been in my life, no reason to change that now. Mom... mom was a good person once. Kind, caring, a real pillar of the community. Then she met my dad, got hooked on BTLs, and fell off the map. I keep tabs on her, out of morbid curiosity or some misguided feeling of guilt, I'm not sure. She's on the edge of Downtown, jobless, in her sister's apartment. Sometimes I wonder if I should do something for her, but the feeling always passes. The flesh is weak, and she is proof enough of that.

I grew up thin, weak and starving. Avoiding others was an integral part of my life. That was, until I learned to deck. Decking quickly consumed me with purpose; suddenly my intrinsic hacking skills could be applied liberally on a wider stage. No more was I constrained to flipping locks and stealing food; now... now I could take on the world. At least, that's what a younger more idealised version of me thought. What quickly became apparent was that my physical capabilities were not cut out for a life in the shadows, even one that leaned heavily on my technical skills. So I got chopped. It was pretty simple, really. Hit up a street doc one morning and off came my limbs. I recall looking at them in the biowaste bin afterwards with a detached sense of perspective. My body is simply a biological computer, with parts that can be pulled out, retrofitted and upgraded in the same way I would a console.

I aim to become my technology, and technology is the future.

== Narrative Significant Qualities ==
None.

==Run History==
===Contacts===
* '''[[Jinx (Contact)]]:''' Connection 5, Loyalty 1 - Fixer

=In Character Information=

==SINs==
Elizabeth Hudson (Fake, Rating 4)

- Barrister's License (Fake, Rating 4)

- Driver's License (Fake, Rating 4)

==Appearance==
Female, Caucasian, tanned, young.

=== Clothing ===
Impeccably dressed, in a dark suit with well-kept hair and gloves.

[[Category:Player Characters]]

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ZeroDay

2018-01-20T02:06:31Z

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ZeroDay

2018-01-20T02:02:13Z

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{{Infobox
|title=ZeroDay
|image=[[File:ZeroDay.png]]
|header1=Awakened Marksman
|label5=Player
|data5=[https://www.reddit.com/user/Vindicer Vindicer]
|label6=Metatype
|data6=Human
|label7=Street Cred
|data7=0
|label8=Notoriety
|data8=0
|label9=Public Awareness
|data9=0
|label10=Titles and Awards
|data10=0
|label13=D.O.B.
|data13=January 20th, 2055
|label14=Folder
|data14=[https://drive.google.com/open?id=1YQzY4aL96Vpq052HwHaNhgT0697Cyi5A Link]
|label16=Priority
|data16= Metatype - E Attributes - B Magic - E Skills - B Resources - A
}}

=Character Information=

===Summary===
I am an Awakened Marksman specializing in infiltration, subterfuge and assassination.

===Goals===
Ensuring the future of my daughter.

==Background==
My earliest memory is the sound of rain striking rusted metal above the open door to the orphanage in which I spent my formative years. I never met my parents, and if it was not for my status as an ‘Awakened Individual’, I would have every reason to believe they were Mr. and Mrs. Jones, a pair of nobodies living in a suburb filled with people exactly like them.

And yet, I am Awakened, a talent I can neither understand nor explain. It is as much a part of me as the blood in my veins. Like an extension of my own desire, it folds itself in ways that have aided me in more ways and on more occasions than I could possibly count. From a gut instinct that has kept me alive in ways that defy explanation, to my preternatural aptitude toward firearms; every aspect of this power has contributed to my success, and to my survival.

Guns have always been of interest to me. I was never the strongest child growing up, and firearms allowed people like me to exert our will on those who were physically stronger than ourselves; firearms are the great equalizer. Thus, I endeavoured to expand on these capabilities, undertaking extensive training in pinpoint marksmanship, both at long range and short. I have always held a preference for more refined weapons, Pistols and Rifles. Ammunition is expensive, and why waste a dozen bullets when only one is necessary?

I began my illicit work shortly after ageing out of the orphanage. With no marketable skills beyond my capabilities as a gun-for-hire, it became clear I was simply one of many. If I was to become something more, something better, I was going to have to run.

The details of my history beyond this point are unimportant. With one exception.

I had not imagined for myself a future in which I would favour assassination contracts, and yet, that is what fate had in store for me, cruel mistress as she is. On the night in question, I had accepted a contract to terminate a family. I’ll be keeping most of the details to myself, but the targets included a pair of young twins, girls aged four. Planning and preparation went exactly as anticipated, without any cause for concern. Only, when I arrived to complete the contract, one of the children was missing; a fact I discovered after terminating the adult members of the household.

Faced with the concerning prospect of a failed contract, I was left with an unusual choice: Leave the child who was present behind and risk her vanishing into the system, or perform a kidnapping and confirm the kill at a later point in time.

Looking back, I am unsure why I believed that anything other than terminating the child immediately was the correct course of action. Perhaps it was a moment of emotional weakness, perhaps I saw something of myself in this child, I cannot honestly say. Regardless, I was unable to locate her sister in a timely manner. It was as though she had simply been erased from the Earth. Perhaps I was set up, perhaps I overlooked something obvious. What matters is that I failed my contract, and a bounty was placed upon my head.

During my search for the child’s sister, I discovered that her father had been an employee of Spinrad Industries, based in France. You may remember the Marseilles incident that nearly killed Spinrad Industries in 2051? I believe they had restarted these programs, and her father had been involved. The details remained beyond my grasp, but what little I did learn confirmed that those children were far from ordinary. So it was that I decided this girl, Cyren, deserved a better life than anyone else was willing to give her, and so she became my daughter.

That, was in 2066.

To this day, she remains unaware of her true origins, or the atrocities I committed upon her family. It is my greatest regret. Every time we move to keep the bounty hunters off my trail, she believes we are hunted by my victims. Little does she know how wrong she is, or how right.

Ego Exitus.

== Narrative Significant Qualities ==
'''Big Regret''' - Personally responsible for the assassination of daughter's biological family.

'''Code of Honor''' - Will not kill children.

'''Consummate Professional'''

'''Driven''' - Daughter had a twin sister. Driven to find her, if she's still alive.

'''Mentor Spirit''' - Dragonslayer.

'''Wanted''' - Wanted by Spinrad Industries, for failing to complete the contract to assassinate his daughter's entire biological family.

==Run History==
===Contacts===
* '''[[Jinx (Contact)]]:''' Connection 5, Loyalty 1 - Fixer

===Enemies===
Spinrad Industries

=In Character Information=

==SINs==
Abraham Townsend (Fake, Rating 4)

==Appearance==
Male, Caucasian, pale, middle-aged.

=== Clothing ===
Impeccably dressed, in a dark suit with well-kept hair and gloves.

[[Category:Player Characters]]

2017-12-30T09:50:00Z

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Jinx

2017-12-30T09:16:12Z

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2017-12-27T09:32:44Z

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Temple

2017-12-27T09:32:42Z

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{{Infobox
|title=[[has name::Temple]]
|image=[[File:Temple_(Contact).png]]
|header1=[[Profession::Arms Dealer]]
|label5=Contact Owner
|data5=[https://www.reddit.com/user/Vindicer Vindicer]
|label6=Connection
|data6=[[Connection::3]]
|label8=Public Contact?
|data8=No
|label9=Archetype
|data9=[[Archetype::Swag (Arms Dealer)]]
|label10=Location
|data10=[[Location::Downtown, Seattle]]
|label11=Metatype
|data11=[[Metatype::Human]]
|label12=Sex
|data12=[[Gender::Female]]
|label13=Age
|data13=28
|label14=Preferred Payment Method
|data14=Cash (Credstick)
|label15=Hobbies/Vice
|data15=Firearms (Military)
|label16=Personal Life
|data16=Divorced
|label17=Faction
|data17=[[Faction::Streets of Downtown]]
}}

=Character Information=
==Overview==
Former fashion model turned firearms entrepreneur, Temple has been leveraging her contacts in the upper market districts to provide personal defense weapons to order; and with discretion. Naturally, any enterprising individual can see the value in diversification, and Temple is no exception.

The provided photograph is from a modelling shoot, and Temple's personal skills with firearms could only be described as 'mediocre'. Protected by her reputation as much as her appearance, she'll happily cut you as quickly as she will a deal.

==Network==
===Player Characters With This Contact===

{| class="wikitable sortable"
|-
! Name
! Chips Owed/Owned
|-
| [[Exitus]]
| Even
|-
|}

[[Category:Contacts]]

Temple

2017-12-27T09:30:20Z

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{{Infobox
|title=[[has name::Temple]]
|image=[[File:Temple_(Contact).png]]
|header1=[[Profession::Arms Dealer]]
|label5=Contact Owner
|data5=[https://www.reddit.com/user/Vindicer Vindicer]
|label6=Connection
|data6=[[Connection::3]]
|label8=Public Contact?
|data8=No
|label9=Archetype
|data9=[[Archetype::Swag (Arms Dealer)]]
|label10=Location
|data10=[[Location::Downtown, Seattle]]
|label11=Metatype
|data11=[[Metatype::Human]]
|label12=Sex
|data12=[[Gender::Female]]
|label13=Age
|data13=28
|label14=Preferred Payment Method
|data14=Cash (Credstick)
|label15=Hobbies/Vice
|data15=Firearms (Military)
|label16=Personal Life
|data16=Divorced
|label17=Faction
|data17=[[Faction::Streets of Downtown]]
}}

=Overview=

Former fashion model turned firearms entrepreneur, Temple has been leveraging her contacts in the upper market districts to provide personal defense weapons to order; and with discretion. Naturally, any enterprising individual can see the value in diversification, and Temple is no exception.

The provided photograph is from a modelling shoot, and Temple's personal skills with firearms could only be described as 'mediocre'. Protected by her reputation as much as her appearance, she'll happily cut you as quickly as she will a deal.

=Network=
==Player Characters With This Contact==

{| class="wikitable sortable"
|-
! Name
! Chips Owed/Owned
|-
| [[Exitus]]
| Even
|-
|}

[[Category:Contacts]]

Exitus

2017-12-27T09:29:11Z

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{{Infobox
|title = Exitus
|image= [[File:Exitus.png]]
|header1= Awakened Marksman
|label5 = Player
|data5 = [https://www.reddit.com/user/Vindicer Vindicer]
|label6= Metatype
|data6 = Human
|label7 = Street Cred
|data7= 0
|label8 = Notoriety
|data8 = 0
|label9 = Public Awareness
|data9= 0
|label10 = Titles and Awards
|data10 = 0
|label13 = D.O.B.
|data13 = April 12th, 2032
|label14 = Folder
|data14 = [https://drive.google.com/open?id=1YQzY4aL96Vpq052HwHaNhgT0697Cyi5A Link]
|label16 = Priority
|data16 = Metatype - E Attributes - B Magic - B Skills - C Resources - C
}}

=Character Information=

===Summary===
I am an Awakened Marksman specializing in infiltration, subterfuge and assassination.

===Goals===
Ensuring the future of my daughter.

==Background==
My earliest memory is the sound of rain striking rusted metal above the open door to the orphanage in which I spent my formative years. I never met my parents, and if it was not for my status as an ‘Awakened Individual’, I would have every reason to believe they were Mr. and Mrs. Jones, a pair of nobodies living in a suburb filled with people exactly like them.

And yet, I am Awakened, a talent I can neither understand nor explain. It is as much a part of me as the blood in my veins. Like an extension of my own desire, it folds itself in ways that have aided me in more ways and on more occasions than I could possibly count. From a gut instinct that has kept me alive in ways that defy explanation, to my preternatural aptitude toward firearms; every aspect of this power has contributed to my success, and to my survival.

Guns have always been of interest to me. I was never the strongest child growing up, and firearms allowed people like me to exert our will on those who were physically stronger than ourselves; firearms are the great equalizer. Thus, I endeavoured to expand on these capabilities, undertaking extensive training in pinpoint marksmanship, both at long range and short. I have always held a preference for more refined weapons, Pistols and Rifles. Ammunition is expensive, and why waste a dozen bullets when only one is necessary?

I began my illicit work shortly after ageing out of the orphanage. With no marketable skills beyond my capabilities as I gun-for-hire, it became clear I was simply one of many. If I was to become something more, something better, I was going to have to run.

The details of my history beyond this point are unimportant. With one exception.

I had not imagined for myself a future in which I would favour assassination contracts, and yet, that is what fate had in store for me, cruel mistress as she is. On the night in question, I had accepted a contract to terminate a family. I’ll be keeping most of the details to myself, but the targets included a pair of young twins, girls aged four. Planning and preparation went exactly as anticipated, without any cause for concern. Only, when I arrived to complete the contract, one of the children was missing; a fact I discovered after terminating the adult members of the household.

Faced with the concern prospect of a failed contract, I was left with an unusual choice: Leave the child who was present behind and risk her vanishing into the system, or perform a kidnapping and confirm the kill at a later point in time.

Looking back, I am unsure why I believed that anything other than terminating the child immediately was the correct course of action. Perhaps it was a moment of emotional weakness, perhaps I saw something of myself in this child, I cannot honestly say. Regardless, I was unable to locate her sister in a timely manner. It was as though she had simply been erased from the Earth. Perhaps I was set up, perhaps I overlooked something obvious. What matters is that I failed my contract, and a bounty was placed upon my head.

During my search for the child’s sister, I discovered that her father had been an employee of Spinrad Industries, based in France. You may remember the Marseilles incident that nearly killed Spinrad Industries in 2051? I believe they had restarted these programs, and her father had been involved. The details remained beyond my grasp, but what little I did learn confirmed that those children were far from ordinary. So it was that I decided this girl, Cyren, deserved a better life than anyone else was willing to give her, and so she became my daughter.

That was in 2066.

To this day, she remains unaware of her true origins, or the atrocities I committed upon her family. It is my greatest regret. Every time we move to keep the bounty hunters off my trail, she believes we are hunted by my victims. Little does she know how wrong she is, or how right.

Ego Exitus.

== Narrative Significant Qualities ==
'''Consummate Professional'''

'''Big Regret''' - Personally responsible for the assassination of daughter's biological family.

'''Code of Honor''' - Will not kill children.

'''Driven''' - Daughter had a twin sister. Driven to find her, if she's still alive.

'''Wanted''' - Wanted by Spinrad Industries, for failing to complete the contract to assassinate his daughter's entire biological family.

==Run History==
===Contacts===
* '''[[Jinx (Contact)]]:''' Connection 5, Loyalty 3 - Fixer
* '''[[Temple (Contact)]]:''' Connection 3, Loyalty 1 - Arms Dealer

===Enemies===
Spinrad Industries

=In Character Information=

==SINs==
Abraham Townsend

==Appearance==
Male, Caucasian, pale, middle-aged.

=== Clothing ===
Impeccably dressed, in a dark suit with well-kept hair and gloves.

[[Category:Player Characters]]

File:Jinx (Contact).png

2017-12-27T09:15:21Z

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2017-12-27T08:49:52Z

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Temple

2017-12-27T08:48:07Z

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