Master Morty

Master Morty

Disfigured Decker
"Don't look at me."
Discord	@Discord#Tag
Reddit	Master Morty
Metatype	Human
Street Cred	0
Notoriety	0
Public Awareness	0
CDP	52
D.O.B.	12/25/2063
Age	23
Folder	[1]
Priority	Metatype - E Attributes - B Magic/Resonance - E Skills - B Resources - A

Character Information

Summary

A disfigured street Decker with everything to prove.

Goals

To become the master of the matrix, at any cost.

Background

Abandoned by his parents for obvious reasons, Morty was raised in what he considers his personal hell; The Sisters of Mercy Convent and Child Care Center. Taught that his physical appearance was no accident, but a punishment from God, Morty has never had any reason to love or respect anyone; he has always been the martyr. Fortunately for him, the Care Center had the most basic access to the Matrix, and it was there that he found his true form, "The Master." His ability to navigate and control the vast expanse within the matrix was intuitive, but even more so, an exercise in logic. It all made so much sense to Morty, more so than the pathetic world of meat he was inexoribly bound to. Within the Matrix he could be anything, he could replace the pathetic existence with something worthwhile, something worth living for. Once he escaped his prison that is. Using his swiftly growing skills, Morty's first target was the Sisters of Mercy. Hacking their system and transferring the sum total of their savings, Morty made his first purchase; a proper cyberdeck and a select group of cheap programs. Following the path of least resistance, Morty was able to discover the various accounts that donated to the Sisters of Mercy's cause, and one-by-one systematically rob them of their assets, Now, with a shiny new Shiawase Cyber-4 at his command, and a tiny, cramped little hole to operate out of, Morty is ready to take on the jobs that he has only dreamed of, joining the ranks of those who run the shadows.

Narrative Significant Qualities

Positive

• Overclocker
• Quick Config
• Trust Data, Not Lore

Negative

• Allergy, (Common, Severe) Shellfish
• Quasimodo

Run History

Name	GM	Metaplot	Threat	Date of Run
Spider's Cage	Asmodeus		Semi-Prime	23 July 2083
A Steel Clad Flower	Archtmag		Extreme	9 July 2083
We Have You Now, Yata	Aurora		Semi-Prime	8 February 2083
In. Out. Easy.	Archtmag		High	10 December 2082
Full Fathom Five	Sarcarian	Two Steps Ahead	Semi-Prime	31 August 2082
The Anniversary	OrionsRequiem		Prime	29 August 2082
A Maximus Tactical Family Catastrophe	Aurora		Semi-Prime	27 August 2082
Escape From Tomorrowland	Sarcarian		High	7 July 2082
Jarheads! In The Ork Underground!	Aurora	Head In A Jar	Semi-Prime	12 June 2082
Out of Balance	OrionsRequiem	Two Steps Ahead	High	11 May 2082
Dethroning the Dissonant	Aurora		High	10 May 2082
Cyborg Envy	Aurora		High	3 May 2082
Time to Attack	Asmodeus	Hail to the Pumpking	Medium	23 April 2082
High Tide Rising	Sarcarian	Two Steps Ahead	High	20 April 2082
What Did You Think Tomorrow?	Asmodeus		High	22 March 2082
Fuchi in Focus	Aurora		Semi-Prime	10 March 2082
The Deepest Dive	OrionsRequiem		High	7 March 2082
Bishamonten Hear My Cry	Aurora	Head In A Jar	Semi-Prime	3 March 2082
Kicking an Anthill	Aurora		Semi-Prime	28 February 2082
Chasing the Dragon	OrionsRequiem	Cross Flight Love Fight	Medium	20 February 2082
Radical nanoRobotic Rollout	Aurora	Two Steps Ahead	High	19 February 2082
Ca1yps0 and the Jabberwock	Aurora		High	12 February 2082
I've got a feeling...	Isaac		1A: Medium 1B: Medium 2A: Milk 2B: Low	21 January 2082
The Red Star	Asmodeus		High	13 January 2082
Recruitment Drive	Sarcarian	Two Steps Ahead	Medium	5 January 2082
Pulling the Thread	Si1as	When You Reach Me	Medium	11 December 2081

Affiliations

Contacts

Contact	Connection	Loyalty	Archetype	Profession	Aspects	Chips
Giovanni Montalban	6	1	Fixer	Fixer	Matrix Devices, Commlinks, Cyberdecks, Programs, Building Inspector, Cyberwear, Drug Dealer	Even

In Character Information

Matrix Search Table

Threshold	Result
1
3
6

Shadow Community Table

Threshold	Result
1
3
5

Appearance

Master Morty is a freak; even more so that your typical Dwarf, Ork, or Troll. It's almost as if he is an amalgamation of all these things, trapped in a frail human body. Mishappen and grotesque, Morty has not accepted his fate with good graces; he knows he revolts everyone who looks upon him, and he hates them for it. Short, twisted, bent, and covered in wart-like protrusions, he is truly a masterpiece of physical imperfection. His greasy patchwork hair and mismatched eyes do nothing to improve his impression to onlookers; he simply has ceased to care.

Matrix Persona

A wizened looking gnome, complete with blue tunic and red cap, glaring menacingly towards his audience.