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Xipe skin me, you want my fucking life story soflon? Fine, fine. | Xipe skin me, you want my fucking life story soflon? Fine, fine. | ||
I was one of the first dwarves, nearly killed my mother on the way out, sadly, should've finished her off there. Mother was a Haitian whore, father was a Indios fisherman, they didn't want me when the Pope said I was satanic spawn, so they turned me loose. I was a street kid in what was the Mexico City for quite awhile, that was 60 fucking years ago then, you don't fucking care, let's see. | I was one of the first dwarves, you know, back when the world was run by NATO which was run by nephilim, nearly killed my mother on the way out, sadly, should've finished her off there. Mother was a Haitian whore, father was a Indios fisherman, they didn't want me when the Pope said I was satanic spawn, so they turned me loose. I was a street kid in what was the Mexico City for quite awhile, that was 60 fucking years ago then, you don't fucking care, let's see. | ||
Killed some people | Killed some people | ||
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==Appearance== | ==Appearance== | ||
Xonacatl is an old dwarf, old enough its starting to show. Their dark weathered skin is crossed with numerous scars, most from violence but several self inflicted, dates, numbers, small bits of Aztec icongraphy, even a scene of a great serpent, are expertly drawn into their old skin. Thick black hair greying at the temples falls in numerous directions, the ends occasionally flicked with green scale like flame when they use magic. Commonly found in either esoteric Aztlaner street fashion or vendingwear hoodies and sweatpants, nothing in-between. Their face is usually either seemingly | Xonacatl is an old dwarf, old enough its starting to show. Their dark weathered skin is crossed with numerous scars, most from violence but several self inflicted, dates, numbers, small bits of Aztec icongraphy, even a scene of a great serpent, are expertly drawn into their old skin. Thick black hair greying at the temples falls in numerous directions, the ends occasionally flicked with green scale like flame when they use magic. Commonly found in either esoteric Aztlaner street fashion or vendingwear hoodies and sweatpants, nothing in-between. Their face is usually either seemingly bereft of any joy or emotion, wrapped up in ecstatic violent glee, or even occasionally heavy with a motherly look of disapproval. | ||
===Matrix Persona=== | ===Matrix Persona=== |
Latest revision as of 08:37, 15 November 2021
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There are three things that are important in life, having a good time, violence, and having a good time | |
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Discord | @Discord#Tag |
Player | /u/SadSuspenders |
Metatype | Dwarf |
0 | |
Notoriety | 2 |
Public Awareness | 0 |
Titles and Awards | 0 |
CDP | 0 |
D.O.B. | April 22th 2011 |
Age | 74 |
Folder | [1] |
Priorities | Metatype - B Attributes - A Magic/Resonance - D Skills - E Resources - C |
Character Information
Business card
Summary
Aztlaner melee Conspiracy Theorist
Goals
Your mother
Background
Xipe skin me, you want my fucking life story soflon? Fine, fine.
I was one of the first dwarves, you know, back when the world was run by NATO which was run by nephilim, nearly killed my mother on the way out, sadly, should've finished her off there. Mother was a Haitian whore, father was a Indios fisherman, they didn't want me when the Pope said I was satanic spawn, so they turned me loose. I was a street kid in what was the Mexico City for quite awhile, that was 60 fucking years ago then, you don't fucking care, let's see.
Killed some people
Found my Nagual
Became a runner
Killed some people
Job went bad and I got blown up with the rest of the oil rig and those chicken shit others.
After that, I got kinda lost. I despised those other runners, glad they all died, but, I can't deck can I? Work for a solo psycho ain't really worth the pesos I could spend making soldiers for the homeland, so I fucked off.
Eventually an old friend, Lopez got me out of my binge and got me a starter position on the Ensenada Eagles, Courtball, only good sport, you wouldn't understand. Shit was good till we won and Lopez cut his own heart out, but that's life chief. I wandered again from there, Lopez was kind of the heart of the team. Ran a children's show for a few years, went running again, opened a restaurant, had half a dozen kids, maybe 7, I can't remember, but I'm bored. There isn't any life serving drinks when the elves and humans and dragons and vampires and other elves and the Smoking mirror are planning, right? Truth is the most important duty of any free metahuman.
Narrative Significant Qualities
- Mentor Spirit Stag
Their Nagual is a violent, proud beast who pushes them towards idiocy.
- Prejudiced Outspoken, Elves
One of the downsides to finding out elves are behind most evil in the world is starting to suspect all elves.
- Superhuman psychosis
Too old to be killed
- Vendetta: Smoking Mirror
Has sided with the Feathered Serpent in this conflict and is a violent enough idiot to seek out further confrontation
Run History
No runs yet. This list will auto-populate when this character is tagged in a run AAR.
Affiliations
Contacts
Contact | Connection | Loyalty | Archetype | Profession | Aspects | Chips |
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OFTD | 6 | 1 | Fixer | Fixer | I used to be a Therapist, AI, I AIN'T GONNA DIE WITHOUT MY BOOTS ON, Yeah I've read a few documents, Clockwork Orange, The Brotherhood of nutjobs, You know the FBI tried to hex the Black Panthers, right? | Even |
Alejandro Contreras | 3 | 2 | Gear | Shamanic Talismonger | East Bay, Shaman, Talismonger, United Talismongers Association | Even |
Organizations
Allies
Enemies
In Character Information
Symbols and Signatures
Matrix Search Table
Threshold | Result |
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1 | |
3 | |
6 |
Shadow Community Table
Threshold | Result |
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1 | |
3 | |
5 |
SINs
- Fake SIN Rating 5: Manauia Molina, CFS
Appearance
Xonacatl is an old dwarf, old enough its starting to show. Their dark weathered skin is crossed with numerous scars, most from violence but several self inflicted, dates, numbers, small bits of Aztec icongraphy, even a scene of a great serpent, are expertly drawn into their old skin. Thick black hair greying at the temples falls in numerous directions, the ends occasionally flicked with green scale like flame when they use magic. Commonly found in either esoteric Aztlaner street fashion or vendingwear hoodies and sweatpants, nothing in-between. Their face is usually either seemingly bereft of any joy or emotion, wrapped up in ecstatic violent glee, or even occasionally heavy with a motherly look of disapproval.
Matrix Persona
Base persona of the metalink they're using at the time