Frostbite

Frostbite

Street Samurai
Lobotomite that is trying to become human.
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Discord	@D U N E#6017
Reddit	DeltaUNE
Metatype	SURGE Human
Street Cred	0
Notoriety	0
Public Awareness	0
Titles and Awards	0
CDP	26
D.O.B.	10th December, 2058
Age	26
Folder	Frostbite Drive
Priority	Metatype - E Attributes - B Magic/Resonance - D Skills - C Resources - A

Character Information

Summary

Test subject that was freed from an Ares facility by a yet unidentified group of runners, has only been in the shadows for 1 year - and is still very inquisitive on his new life.

Goals

Seeks to pacify his curiosity and gain an understanding of the world he now lives in, is very much a tourist in the shadows.

Background

Born in a lab, childhood consisted of an empty white room, which the only social reaction was answering questions on current physical/mental state. “Do you have any pain in your arms?” “Can you feel your legs” “Does anything itch?” – Childhood was spent as a test bed for adaptable cyberlimbs, and learning more about association, and how it could be used to control subjects with minimal expenditure.

At the age of 18, the subject was no longer needed for testing, and for a period of time as transferred to aid in internal security – before later being assigned for recycling at another facility, him and others being transported with other assets of interest that the company wanted to bury. During “reassignment” the convoy was attacked while travelling on frozen roads, and among the chaos, the vehicle fell into a ditch. While they all possessed their armor – non possessed weapons – though once the truck door was opened after a amount of ‘recalibration’ time, runners in association with multiple rogue subjects entered and threw an assorted bag of automatic weapons onto what was now the roof of the truck. Dazed, though following the lead of other subjects, the rogues in aid of runners applied lethal force to the remaining members of the convoy – securing confidential information on Ares in the process.

After a trek in the snow, groups being broken up into smaller squads to conceal their movements, they eventually made it to a convoy of assorted Ford trucks, each going in a different direction. He eventually ended up in Seattle after a 12-hour drive. They were to work on some low-level jobs for a year, giving a percentage of their earnings to the group that rescued them. After which if they proved themselves they could be given an opportunity to join, or find alternative work. He chose to separate, and eventually got into contact with Haruki Uchida, a fixer that seemed to cater towards his less… Organic composure.

He has been partaking in low level runs for half a year now as a “Samurai for hire” – still acquainting himself to his newfound freedom. This has been with its faults – anti-social tendencies have burned many bridges that could have been useful to keep.

Narrative Significant Qualities

Positive

• Nasty Vibe
  • [Presumption] People never seem to care for me. [Explanation] they argue that I am talking too aggressively, my compliments are thinly veiled threats. I merely want to let them know how much I enjoy them breathing, every second - because the next could be their last.
• Changeling
  • [Presumption] I am a mutant by design. [Explanation] I and others were not "Normal" - Defective genes, skin alterations, senses we should not possess. While it is not something I have a matter of choice with, others seek to attack me as if it were my decision.

Negative

• Distinctive Style
  • [Explanation] Blue skin, Digigrade legs, monotone voice - I have been told I am not the most subtle character in the shadows.
• Antipathy/Impassive
  • [Explanation] I have never understood people - long term isolation has disassociated me from core morale's or etiquettes others hold dear... [Continuation] I would like for this to change, though I don't know how - it's too integral to my understanding.
• Critter Spook/Astral Hazing
  • [Explanation] Even animals react to me in hostility, as if there were some core attribute about me that were tainted. My relationship to machines is fine, though the flesh alienates me.
    

Run History

Name	GM	Metaplot	Threat	Date of Run
In The Plastic Jungles	Aurora		Medium	23 August 2082
A Meatcar Named Desire	Cutier Than Thou		Medium	2 August 2082
Where Lobsters Spend the Winter	OrionsRequiem		Medium	10 February 2082
There's No Business Like Snow Business	Si1as	When You Reach Me	High	3 February 2082
Crossfire: Local Offensive	Asmodeus	Hail to the Pumpking	Medium	1 February 2082
Very (Un)Serious Business	Isaac		Milk	31 January 2082
Cutting It Close	Sarcarian		Medium	28 January 2082
Spark of the Waiting Horror	Draknic		Medium	21 January 2082
The Big Cheese	Shadowhand	Taking Back Tacoma	Low	19 January 2082
WHO WANTS SOME GEAR?!	Isaac		Medium	9 January 2082
We Got Ourselves A Convoy!	OrionsRequiem		Medium	7 January 2082
State of Decay	Sarcarian	Festering Infestation	Medium High	6 January 2082
Enemy of my Enemy	Asmodeus		Medium	1 January 2082

Affiliations

Contacts

Contact	Connection	Loyalty	Archetype	Profession	Aspects	Chips

In Character Information

Matrix Search Table

Threshold	Result
1
3
6

Shadow Community Table

Threshold	Result
1
3
5

SINs

R4 - Zen Fro - Bounty Hunter

• R4 - Profession: Private Bounty Enforcement Officer
• R4 - Driving License
• R4 - Concealed Carry Permit
• R4 - Possession of Non-Automatic Rifles
• R4 - Possession of Non-Automatic Pistols
• R4 - Possession of Ammunition
• R4 - Possession of Restricted Cyberware Augmentation

R2 - Ermia Hypoth - Private Investigator

• R2 - Profession: Private Bounty Enforcement Officer
• R2 - Concealed Carry Permit
• R2 - Possession of Non-Automatic Pistols
• R2 - Possession of Ammunition
• R2 - Possession of Restricted Cyberware Augmentation

Appearance

Nude/Base form

Body is a icy blue, limbs while the generic shape of muscles are blocky and matt black - the legs have been altered to be that of a cats hind - and joints ready to be removed for more fitting disguise. Eyes have a red iris with black sclera's.

Clothing

Combat Gear: Armored trench coat with a pure white, almost ceramic looking mask. A blank expression with 3 eyes. The armor is clear, plates can easily be observed on the body - and subtly is forgotten.

Personnel ware: Leather trench coat, a balaclava with a respirator attached and a light armored vest. Weapons are on show, thought it blends into the scenery if it weren't for his odd stature, interesting legs, and general demonic presence.