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|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=<br />Metatype - E <br /> Attributes - B <br /> Magic - E <br /> Skills - B <br /> 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]]:''' 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.

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