Sang Monyet

Sang Monyet

Street Ronin
Wandering Hero
The Lost Fool of the Hospitallers
Discord	@sleevey.
Reddit	[1]
Metatype	Human
Street Cred	0
Notoriety	0
Public Awareness	0
CDP	6
D.O.B.	11/24/2064
Age	21
Folder	[Drive URL Link]
Priority	Metatype - C Attributes - A Magic/Resonance - E Skills - E Resources - A
#Max IGs/Ascension	0
# Optional Infected powers allowed	0
Essence(Current/Max):	6/12
# Optional Drake powers available	Major Powers:0 or Minor Powers:0

Character Information

Summary

Sang Monyet or more commonly just 'Sang', styles herself as a wandering hero, travelling through the Seattle sprawl and greater world and having adventures every step of the way. Unfortunately, during her wanderings she left a great deal behind her. Her place in the Knight's Hospitaller and her mentor, to name a few. Oh well! The past can wait, the future is clear and bright!

Rasa Sayang, hey!

Goals

Have adventures!

Fight strong warriors!

One up Zan Zan wherever possible

Track down her mother and track down her mentor's killer

Inspirations

Sang Monyet ("Revered Monkey" in Malaysian) is inspired by a lot of things, some of them listed below:

• Malaysian Folklore and martial arts, as well as my own love for martial arts and martial arts media
• The character Sun Wukong from Journey to the West, Sang is archetypically similar (a free roaming 'hero' who's headstrong and quick to get into trouble) and stylistically similar (has a big stick).
• The TTRPG Gubat Banwa! Go play it!

Background

Delima binti Suen's mother was an exceptional woman in nearly every way. She was a warrior that held the golden image of a free Malaysia, of Revolution above even her own life ... and even the life of her daughter.

Although, perhaps some context is needed first.

The nation of Malaysia has had a tumultuous history. A military junta took control of the government in the 2010s after worldwide unrest, however they were quickly deposed by a communist party. Within only a few years, the counter revolutionaries, largely supported by the rural poor of the nation had formed themselves into a fighting force. The soldiers of the dictatorship were demoralized by the sudden and fierce resistance and by 2016, the communist party of Malaysia took control of the nation. Unfortunately, pride goeth before the fall. Eager to strip their neighbors of corporate shackles, the communist party marched against the then nation of Singapore, which was a nation in name only, propped up by the Mitsuhama corporation. The army of ill-equipped farmers were no match for the corporate military, who easily repelled them. From there on out, the nation was kneecapped by heavy tariffs and brigades from Mitsuhama, forever stunting their growth as a nation. Eventually, the communist party was entirely phased out in the 2030s after political action from the Japanocorps and a constitutional monarchy like the days of old was established. A fitting lie for the corporate string-pullers to wield to falsely proclaim the freedom of a country.

This did not stop the Malaysian Communist Party.

They bid their time, gathering support and soldiers in the shadows for years. In the 2050s they struck once again. Civil unrest, fighting in the streets of the capital. Amidst them, one woman stood above all others. YaJie Suen was a powerful warrior and a more powerful adept. Proudly born among the Malay Chinese, she was able to cross cultural boundaries and helped to create the Malaysian Communist Party as it existed then, an organization that welcomed all that supported a free Malaysia, for and by the people, free of corporate shackles. She abandoned her family and her SIN in her fight and it was with the support of her and other powerful martial artists that the communist fighters were able to maintain any ground whatsoever.

It was this very strength that attracted the bugs.

They took root among the party, drawn to the fighting and the autonomous structure of the party cells. This allowed them to infiltrate and inhabitate entire key cells. As soon as YaJie stumbled upon one of these, she stood in stunned horror at the sight of her comrades being worn like coats. That almost cost her life, as a surprise attack from one of the mantises nearly cut her in half, she only survived thanks to Azhar bin Intan, an old comrade of hers who had been loyal to the party his entire, life, who continued to fight into his old age. Wounded, YaJie Suen vowed revenge.

From then on, the Malaysian Communist Party was forced to fight a war on two fronts. One on side, against the government forces who were soon bolstered by interpol in order to fight the bugs and on the other were the quicky spreading spreading invae. It was a fight that they could not possibly win. They were beaten and beaten very badly, escaping into the rainforest to lick their wounds. The government gave chase and continued to give chase for the next few decades but the insurgents knew the rainforest well and would not be wiped out so easily.

Half a decade later, Delima was born. She never knew her father, her mother broke tradition and named her after herself. She was told later in life that the man was killed by government forces a few years after her birth. To be fair, she didn't know her mother much either. She was out most of the time on duties incomprehensible to the mind of a child. She wasn't always gone, though. Sometimes she would return and tell her stories. About herself, about the party, from myth and folklore and song. When her mother wasn't around, she was raised by Azhar, who was getting too old to properly fight and yet stubbornly held onto life, so eager was he to see his protege's child live and thrive.

Unfortunately, that means making hard decisions. When she was 8, in the 2070s, the party began moving to militarize once again. Azhar feared that Delima would make an attempt to fight and begged YaJie to send the child away, to safety.

She agreed.

The Knights Hospitaller, old contacts of the party who had helped to distribute medical supplies to the party to distribute to the rural poor that were indiscriminately targeted by government forces in the crossfire, were contacted. They agreed to take in the child. Azhar, deciding that his fighting days were behind him and being easily seasick and not suited for naval life aboard New Rhodes, decided to live out his golden years in the NAN. Nevertheless, he remained in constant matrix contact with Delima as she grew up.

That is the story of how Delima binti Suen came into the care of Knights Hospitaller but it is far, far from the end of her story.

Delima was obviously put to work for the organization. She was sworn in, taking her vows as a proper member of the knights. Nothing dangerous, at first, she was but a child, however she already a strong basis in Silat, passed down to her by her mother and her mothers mentor, Azhar. Owing to her small stature, she practiced almost exclusively with the staff and only continued to push her martial prowess higher and forward within the ranks of the knights. The many warriors among the order were happy to oblige to her and Azhar continued to give her pointers via the matrix. When she was she about ten, she met her rival.

A bright pink oni with a pair of cyberarms, looking down her nose at her. A teenager, old enough to go on lighter missions even. Delima hated her from the moment she saw her, instantly swinging her wooden bo staff at the oni's head upon their first meeting. She lost the 'fight' handily. Earning little more than a scoff from the oni. She would later learn the oni went by Zan Zan and that she had tricked out cyberware andwas awakened. Those last two things particularly bugged her and Delima quickly decided both things were a crutch. Frantically, she spent the next several years improving herself and her martial arts, with Azhar guiding her every step of the way. When she was 13, she started going on smaller missions and properly joining sparring. The fact that she would be officially sparring with Zan Zan and even going on assignments with her further spurred the rather one sided rivalry. The two of them fought many, many times but Delima almost never won. Azhar started to call her Sang Monyet whenever she would fall down, whenever she didn't want to get up and train and the nickname pushed her to push herself even further. She acquired augmentations, spending time in the gene-vat to heighten her reaction times and under the knife to augment her adrenal glands and fit her out with muscles. The doctor remarked that her body seemed to have a natural attunement to cyberware and offered to fit her out with something closer to what her rival had. Sang refused, not wanting to be anything like Zan Zan. She had a feeling that the perfect augmentation would come to her when the time was right.

When she was 17, Delima deicided she wouldn't learn anything more aboard New Rhodes. She had hit a plateau. Frustrated, she decided to visit her mentor, the one person who had all the answers when she needed them in the past. In the dead of night, she left a message renouncing her vows, packed her scant few possessions and savings and went to leave in a rowboat.

Unfortunately, she wasn't the best with boats, even mostly automated ones. While she was fiddling with the ropes, trying to get the boat untied, someone had noticed the lamp she was using to see, someone who trained long into the night. Investigating, this mysterious person stumbled upon the note renouncing her vows, as well. Cold fury overtook her, quickly sharpened into purpose for action.

Zan Zan and Sang Monyet met once more on the bow of New Rhodes, in the pouring rain. After a few words, Zan Zan drew steel and Sang Monyet answered with her bo staff in turn. Sang was faster than the oni but could only barely avoid her strikes. When she made attacks of her own, Zan Zan was able to deflect them onto her armored limbs, of which she now had four. Sang was tiring faster and decided to gamble the fight on a single, sharp blow to the head. She kicked off the wall, spun and swung the tip of the bo staff at Zan Zan's skull with the centrifugal force of a whirlwind. Zan Zan, in turn, struck from a high stance. Wood and flesh met steel and there was no contest. The bo staff shattered and Sang Monyet went stumbling backwards, landing her ass with a fresh, clean cut across her face. Furious and defeated, she scrambled away, onto the lifeboat and out into the storm. Her last sight of Zan Zan was of her on the bow of the ship, eyes reflecting lightning and sword wet with Sang's blood.

Narrative Significant Qualities

Positive

Untouchable (Biocomp: Cyberware, Restricted Gear: Rating 3 Move-By-Wire System):

The Wandering Hero (School of Hard Knocks):

Favored Weapon (Spec Mods 1):

Negative

One With The Wires (Poor Self Control 2: Cannot Sit Still, Lack of Focus):

Memorable Mischief Maker (Distinctive Still, Thrill Seeker):

Not Without Enemies (Wanted: Dogmen, 30k):

Run History

Name	GM	Metaplot	Threat	Date of Run
Fighting Fires	Sarcarian		Medium	31 October 2085
The Sewers Aren't Safe	Asmodeus	Hail to the Pumpking	Medium	26 October 2085
Apprentice's Mistake	Zerre		High	21 September 2085

Affiliations

Contacts

Contact	Connection	Loyalty	Archetype	Profession	Aspects	Chips
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

Allies

The Order of the Knights Hospitaller: Despite renouncing her vows and hitting the bricks, Angélica Cabral graciously has given her a second chance. She's done good work in the past, after all!

Enemies

The Dogmen: The band of organ leggers and humans traffickers DESPISES Sang Monyet after she stole a shipment of their smuggled ware.

In Character Information

Matrix Search Table

Threshold	Result
1	You find a Malay folk tale called 'Sang Kancil and Sang Monyet' wherein a smart mouse-deer outwits a lazy monkey. Sang Monyet means 'Revered Monkey' in Malay.
3
6

Shadow Community Table

Threshold	Result
1
3
5

Assensing Table

Threshold	Result
1
2
3
4
5

Character Plot Hooks

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