Hazard

Hazard

Cyber Face
Ex-Corpo Living in the Shadows
Discord	@AndyKay#3602
Reddit	Reddit Name
Metatype	(Human)
Street Cred	0
Notoriety	0
Public Awareness	0
CDP	4
D.O.B.	11/13/2056
28	29
Folder	[1]
Priority	Metatype - E Attributes - A Magic/Resonance - E Skills - C Resources - A
#Max IGs/Ascension	1

Character Information

Summary

Hazard is an ex-Ares Fixer and Mr. Johnson. Though due to a bad run he was... terminated. Now out on the streets he goes to the only life he has ever really known that of a shadowrunner, but now he is on the other side of the table. He is cybered out to the gills and has had combat training through Ares. He is a very attractive and charming man, and sometimes that goes to his head. He doesn't like to let it on but he is addicted to dreamchips, they help with his insomnia and are a good way for him to relax.

Goals

He wants to make enough money that he can live the life style (high) that he was accustomed to before he was burned by Ares.

He would also like to kill Frank Haggle, his boss that burned him, with his bare hands given the chance.

He is not so high minded that he has some grand goal. All he knows is the shadows and he is looking to strike it big once.

Background

Owen Van Beek was a sinless kid from the slums. He lived his life like most children in the slums, doing things he shouldn't be and getting away with it. That all changed at the age of 16 when he was admitted to Ares Macrotechnology's Youth Uplift Program. They informed him that they would be adding 'ware to help him adjust to this new life style. The program was a way for them to experiment on younger children without to much worry of what happened to the kids. Owen didn't care. He saw this as a chance to better his life for good and he thought it was well worth the risk. Each child was assessed after their surgeries and placed in the job that fit them best based on their new abilities. Owen was assigned as a fixer and Johnson for Ares.

Conversation With Buddy Saucier

Owen sits at a bar at the upscale Elbow Room. He looks at the elven bartender, "Drek... I cant believe I am burned... This is Fragged man."

"Don't worry about it Owen I am sure that it will all work out." Says Buddy in what is probably his softest tone.

"I just did what Frank told me too, I hired those runners to get that McGuffin under his orders. Now they are paste on the fraggin roadside... A dragons egg, can you fraggin believe it Buddy? Not to mention specifically Draco Foundations... what a drek storm." Owen looks defeated as he takes a drink of bourbon. "I know someone had to be made an example of, but why the frag did it have to be me?! I mean they killed our runners and kept their egg. They could have taken it easy on me not completely burn me! Fraggin Frank got off scot free said it was my fault, went rogue he says. Haha, I would have done the same."

"Your life might be better now, who knows. Being a wage slave sucks." the elf bartender seems a bit distracted to due to some runners coming in, he points them to the private room in the back.

Looking over his shoulder at the runners Owen says "Maybe I will do that... I mean, I hired runners for years, plus I went through the Ares Tactical training, and they chromed me out to the gills. Had to protect myself from runners that backstabbed me a few times."

"You, a runner? Weren't you always saying that if those runners had half a brain in their skull they would work for a mega like you?" Buddy say chuckling.

"That was then this is now Buddy... that was then this is now. Think about it, I joined Ares when I was 16 years old, what is that 12 years? They specifically trained me to deal with runners to develope and maintain relationships with valuable runners and contacts. Trained me enough make sure runners thought twice about crossing me. Hell, I just tussled with the Draco Foundation and I am still alive, so I have amazing luck. I would probably be the best fraggin runner!" Owen gets excited.

"Don't know if you should be so loud about the whole draco thing." Buddy looks around nervously.

"I am going to call Johnny and get some gear that I need... I was saving that for rent, but you gotta spend money to make money. Then I'll give Watchtower a call she should be able to get me with a team." Owen stares into his glass "I need a name.... Blitz, Bang, Demo?...." Owen starts trailing off.

"You know how dangerous it is right? I know you hired runners before, just think about all the times they didn't come back. Its not like you get Hazard Pay like you use to when you were a corpo." Buddy states concerningly to Owen.

"That's it! Hazard Pay I like it... to long though just Hazard will work. People will think twice before fraggin with a dude named Hazard." Hazard says chuckling.

"Owen yo-" the elf gets cut off

"Its Hazard now." Hazard says with a smile.

The in elf inhales slowly "Hazard you should really get home and sleep on this. You can probably do something else with your skills more legal."

Hazard drops a credstick on the counter "You know I don't sleep. I will think about it." he says as he slowly gets up from the bar.

"See you later... Hazard." Buddy says with a chuckle.

"Keep your long ass ears to the ground for me Buddy. I can always use the info. After I clean I'll slot one in to relax. I think I will have pretty good dreams tonight, its been a while since something good happened." Hazard says as he walks out the door.

Run History

Name	GM	Metaplot	Threat	Date of Run
Goodnight, Brigit	Fangblade_		Medium	17 December 2084
Effin' and Blindin'	Fangblade_		Low	22 November 2084

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