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Revision as of 05:52, 21 April 2020
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Player | Phizzer |
Metatype | Dwarf |
Street Cred | 0 |
Notoriety | 0 |
Public Awareness | 0 |
Titles and Awards | 0 |
CDP | 40 |
D.O.B. | Character's Date of Birth |
Folder | Google Drive |
Priority | Metatype - C Attributes - D Magic/Resonance - E Skills - B Resources - A |
Character Information
Summary
Goals
Background
Chicago. Second City. Chi-town. The Great American City, perhaps the last of them. To Santesso, though, it was better known by an earlier name: Mud City. Because it was out of thin air and into the muck at their feet that the grotesque thing that ate his partner came and went. He could still hear the crunching bones and gurgled scream as she disappeared from sight.
"It’s a solid lead," he had told her. The scoop of the century, and no one else had it. The lies—the sheer bullshit they were being fed about the Buggoes being gone, and he had been handed coordinates to a brand new megahive beneath the Westside. She had been touching up her makeup and he, prepping the ‘squitoes, when it happened. One second she was there, her ruby lips catching the errant light, and then...nothing. A crimson smear on the ground where she’d been standing.
He was in shock when they came for him. He had no proof—the cameras had been off. They looked through his files and found the vlogs he had recorded for her, but never sent—yes, he loved her, but what of it? He wasn’t so deluded that he thought he stood a chance! But they kept twisting it, turning it, trying to make it fit the narrative they’d constructed, and Santesso saw the writing on the wall. He loaded everything that he could into his van and headed west. He didn’t stop until he hit Seattle.
Now, years later, he has carved a little niche for himself. He sells his talent, mostly through candid celebrity footage sold under the table to keep from making too big a name for himself. He also works the shadows, keeping his ear to the ground, trying to stay one step ahead of the bullshit—because, in this world of demons and deceit, Santesso knows two things: knowledge is the only defense against the darkness, and...
Always. Record. Everything.
Narrative Significant Qualities
Run History
Affiliations
Contacts
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Organizations
Allies
Enemies
In Character Information
Symbols and Signatures
Matrix Search Table
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3 | |
6 |
Shadow Community Table
Threshold | Result |
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5 |