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===What She Remembers=== | ===What She Remembers=== | ||
''' | '''Time in the Archology''' | ||
Long, tiresome, white corridors. Paperwork that never ends. Lingering feelings of dread as your reflection stares back at you against the windows looking into the sprawling abyss underneath the waves. | |||
She doesn't have any memories of her childhood, the earliest one she had was waking up under an operating table. Body having been replaced almost entirely by cybernetics, a whole set of instructions in her head already. Her name was FALKE, and she was to watch over this facility. She did so, for a long time. About 30 years of continuous, monotonous work. Being attuned so such a place was miserable for her, and the only solace she would take was in... something... lost to her now. | |||
Past generic knowledge, the rest falls away after a certain point. | |||
'''Past the Breach''' | |||
There was a simple problem in the labs. Of which she went to investigate. Alone, given that it seemed to be only a minor issue. Making her way down into the facility, the elevator humming quietly as she descended into the depths of the world, things began to change. Whether illusions, tricks of the mind, or something else, as the doors opened, there wasn't any turning back. Looking into the maw of the abyss, seeing things she could never unsee, she simply returned. Memories differing, things changing as she drifts into a longer and longer sleep. | |||
She dreams of a woman with white hair, violet purple eyes, and a prosthetic arm. She reaches out, a single repeating code repeating over... and over... and over again... A familiarity, alien to herself sprung from something set deep within her. She knows this person, loves her even. They had a life together... two people doomed by the system finding something for themselves amongst the stars... but... that is not where she is now. | |||
'''A New Perspective''' | |||
Memories of who she was before FALKE, before the monotony, the misery had set into her mind. A dissonance between who she is and who she was clashing in her psyche when she would be jolted awake by the sound of alarms, people tearing one another apart as she ran for the exit. Looking down, streaks of white hair would pass by her, something about her having irrevocably changed since the last time she was awake. A woman comes to join her as they try to escape. Though only one would be so lucky. | |||
Down to the wire, doomed by the narrative, a monad clawing at her body as she tries to pull her wife through the top hatch of the building. One pull one way, one pull the other, and a breaking point is found. Her arm snaps from it's connection to her torso. Torn cybernetics and blood trailing as her lover's hand does the same. Left on the roof with a disconnected prosthetic arm, and bleeding out slowly, she flees the scene in a pod. | |||
===What She Doesn't Know=== | ===What She Doesn't Know=== |
Revision as of 08:10, 4 November 2024
Face / Apprentice | |
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Discord | peep_the_dictator#6484 |
[1] | |
Metatype | Dryad |
Street Cred | 0 |
Notoriety | 0 |
Public Awareness | 0 |
CDP | -8 |
D.O.B. | 12/10/2064 |
Age | 21 |
Folder | [2] |
Priority | Metatype - C Attributes - E Magic/Resonance - D Skills - A Resources - B |
#Max IGs/Ascension | 1 |
# Optional Infected powers allowed | 0 |
Essence(Current/Max): | 2.1/8.1 |
# Optional Drake powers available | Major Powers:0 or Minor Powers:0 |
Character Information
Summary
A woman who lived most of her life in an arcology that submerged under the waves after the CFD outbreak when NovaTech lost most of their resources. Having resisted the effects of CFD, and been purged of the nanites, she now strives to fulfill her promise that she made to her late wife.
With nothing to remember her by but her wife's old prosthetic arm, she runs to keep NovaTech from reclaiming her before she can remember what the promise she made was.
Goals
- Remember Her Promise
- Investigate the loss of her old memories
- Evade NovaTech's recapture
Background
What She Remembers
Time in the Archology
Long, tiresome, white corridors. Paperwork that never ends. Lingering feelings of dread as your reflection stares back at you against the windows looking into the sprawling abyss underneath the waves.
She doesn't have any memories of her childhood, the earliest one she had was waking up under an operating table. Body having been replaced almost entirely by cybernetics, a whole set of instructions in her head already. Her name was FALKE, and she was to watch over this facility. She did so, for a long time. About 30 years of continuous, monotonous work. Being attuned so such a place was miserable for her, and the only solace she would take was in... something... lost to her now.
Past generic knowledge, the rest falls away after a certain point.
Past the Breach
There was a simple problem in the labs. Of which she went to investigate. Alone, given that it seemed to be only a minor issue. Making her way down into the facility, the elevator humming quietly as she descended into the depths of the world, things began to change. Whether illusions, tricks of the mind, or something else, as the doors opened, there wasn't any turning back. Looking into the maw of the abyss, seeing things she could never unsee, she simply returned. Memories differing, things changing as she drifts into a longer and longer sleep.
She dreams of a woman with white hair, violet purple eyes, and a prosthetic arm. She reaches out, a single repeating code repeating over... and over... and over again... A familiarity, alien to herself sprung from something set deep within her. She knows this person, loves her even. They had a life together... two people doomed by the system finding something for themselves amongst the stars... but... that is not where she is now.
A New Perspective
Memories of who she was before FALKE, before the monotony, the misery had set into her mind. A dissonance between who she is and who she was clashing in her psyche when she would be jolted awake by the sound of alarms, people tearing one another apart as she ran for the exit. Looking down, streaks of white hair would pass by her, something about her having irrevocably changed since the last time she was awake. A woman comes to join her as they try to escape. Though only one would be so lucky.
Down to the wire, doomed by the narrative, a monad clawing at her body as she tries to pull her wife through the top hatch of the building. One pull one way, one pull the other, and a breaking point is found. Her arm snaps from it's connection to her torso. Torn cybernetics and blood trailing as her lover's hand does the same. Left on the roof with a disconnected prosthetic arm, and bleeding out slowly, she flees the scene in a pod.
What She Doesn't Know
Narrative Significant Qualities
Positive
- Exceptional Attribute (MAG)
- Glamour
- History Is Not As Certain As We Are Taught
- Prototype Trans-human (Human Looking, Metaposeur (Human))
Negative
- Albinism II
- Big Regret (Dead Wife)
- Social Stress (White Haired Women [Elf-like])
- Driven (Fulfill Her Promise)
- Emotional Attachment (Primitive Prosthetic)
- Records on File (NovaTech)
- SINner (Corperate) [NovaTech]
- Wanted (NovaTech) - [200k nuyen, Alive, unmaimed / 25k Alive, irreparable damage]
- Symbiosis
SURGE
Run History
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IG Tracker
5
Affiliations
Contacts
Contact | Connection | Loyalty | Archetype | Profession | Aspects | Chips |
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Isaac Daniels | 4 | 2 | Fixer | Kind Heart, Tough Times, Tougher History, Keen Ear, Trustworthy and Pitying, Guy Who Knows a Guy, Angry Swordsman, Spirit Not Yet Sundered | Even | |
Angélica Cabral | 4 | 2 | Fixer | For The Cause: OHK, Unbending Morals, Trying Times, Hang on, I've Heard of Them, Oh, I've heard of Them!, A SURGE of Empathy, Breaking Cycles of Violence, Viewed from the Ground, Wide Awake, Striking Cycles of Violence, Still a Hospitaller, Blocking Cycles of Violence | Even | |
Cynthia Rochette | 7 | 1 | Custom(K,N,A,G) | Select Connections, Magical Knowledge, The Elite of the Elite, Cybermancy, Necromancy, Of Vampires, for Vampires, Ageless Academic, Watchers in the Dark, Too Much Money, Petty Power Struggles | Even |
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In Character Information
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