Rogozhin

Rogozhin

Necromantic Biorigger
White Vory's Grave Digger and Grim Reaper
What Goes Down Must Come Up
The Fucked Up Hamburger Helper Version of Neznayka
Discord	@jit
Reddit	[1]
Metatype	Human
Street Cred	0
Notoriety	0
Public Awareness	0
CDP	0
D.O.B.	January 17, 2063
Age	23
Folder	[2]
Priority	Metatype - E Attributes - B Magic - A Skills - E Resources - B
Initiation Counter	NAN
Initiations to Date	TBA
Theme Song	TBD

Character Information

Summary

CONTENT WARNING: ANIMAL ABUSE, DEATH, AND ENSLAVEMENT
I CANNOT STRESS THIS ENOUGH HE'S A REALLY NOT GREAT GUY
LIKE HE HAS REASONS BUT THEY'RE NOT GOOD ONES Y'KNOW?
ANYWAY THANKS FOR STOPPING IN PLEASE LOOK AT SOME OF MY NICER CHARACTERS INSTEAD LIKE BUNNY HOP OR SAINT (SORT OF)

WIP

Goals

WIP

Background

Before Vakhrov Fyodorovich's father was face down and charred black in a shallow and unmarked grave, he was a good person, or so Rogozhin is told. In those days, nobody in that remote Saskatchewan town yet knew the name Pyotr Volkovi, the man who would one day bring hell and prosperity to their frosted wastes. It was then only a waiting grave where slighted Vory went to rot in shameful reassignment, a town of fleeting ghosts with fleeting profit.

Ivan Fyodorovich, a man of principle, prided himself on such things. The White Vory, unlike their bootlicker cousins of the Red, adhere to principle. Pride and people. To that end, such methods that cater exclusively to the rich and powerful of the ruling caste are distasteful - at least to those who remember the time of Boris Kropunin and the purge of their ranks. For a new and rising White however, the old ways are inadequate. Gambling dens and smuggling rings only go so far, the Peoples' vices though they are.

So it was that he was reassigned, isolated, and forgotten in Saskatchewan along the border of Athabaska. He was nonetheless content. A meager cabin that freezes in the Winter, his son, Vakhrov, growing equally cold, and his pride were all he needed to keep warm.

So it was

[Father opposes the Vory? Tries to split away from them? Killed. Rogozhin left in the cold. Vory take over the little studio apartment maybe? He's followed people from the circus before, watched them whip animals and take them to the back and put bullets in their head when they became too lame to work. Watched them be thrown into massive piles and burned to ash, "so they won't come back."]

[They leave, come back with a body bag ready to take his father, but he's already dragged his father's corpse into the wilds outside their cabin, dug a small trench with his shovel, and used the last of their heater's fuel to burn him to char. He tells the Vory that he will be the knife that cuts like his father would not, if they will keep him fed and warm tonight.]

[He becomes a grave digger for them at the circus, doing the same each day. Horrific business, but he is a tool, and this is what he must do to stay in their shed as the White Vory utterly claim this town. Over years, they dabble in biorigging to fake unbelievable performances, though they need someone willing to not only command them, but to jump in for it to be as realistic as possible for their discerning clientele. Again, Rogozhin volunteers. All that is on his mind is to become useful so as not to be discarded. He is a tool using tools, wearing these still-breathing beasts as fur to shield him from the cold. As a teenager, he accepts an RCC implant and learns to ride the smuggled CASTs and STIRRUPs they can get their hands on. When he is not performing, he is again digging graves. He is forcing animals whose bodies he experiences as his own into cages, bleeding and hungry, and burying eyes he had himself seen through when they fall. You take care of tools when they are useful and discard them when they break, after all.]

[He spends a lot of time there at the graves. He imagines himself in their corpses, still seeing behind their eyes. And with time, he eventually sees horrible and rotting spirits laying claim to that cloyingly spoiled meat, those in large piles he cannot incinerate in time. He is barely afraid, and commiserates with the phantoms. He tells them he too has seen the world from behind those eyes, and in this, they are bonded on pleasant terms.]

[Nonetheless, this too, he believes, can be a tool. He does not question the why, but merely the how. He studies such things in the rays of fleeting light before he is interred in his lukewarm cubby.]

[Zhizn Volkovi is a princess, doesn't much like her - she is a tool in the way a Stradivarius violin is an instrument, coddled and caged and ideally unscuffed. When she escapes, he sees an opportunity to move beyond his station. With time, he will graduate from being a tool entirely, if he can use the ones he has well enough.]

Narrative Significant Qualities

Positive

• Everything is a Tool - (Spectral Warden / Restricted Gear [CAST]) - When you are born into the lesser caste of a brutal syndicate, you very swiftly learn the value of your life, and especially the lives of those around you. All creatures, Man, Beast, and Spirit alike, are tools to be honed and used in the climb toward freedom. The only way to not be used is to use in turn.

Run History

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Affiliations

Contacts

Note the difficulty on Vlad to actually get, may have to request runs

Contact	Connection	Loyalty	Archetype	Profession	Aspects	Chips
PLACEHOLDERS AND POTENTIAL CONTACTS	Contact Not Found. Please create contact using Template:Contact.	1	You may also see User:Free Sprite for bot instructions.			Even
Akilina Mikhailov	4	1	Fixer	Chrome Enthusiast Fixer	Eccentric Equipment Enthusiast, Cyber-Fashionista, Kovert Ops, The Drug Trade, Tattoo Artist	Even
Vlad	4	1	Fixer	Former Sovetnik	Hard To Reach, Sweet Tooth, Old Fashioned, Underworld Contacts, Friends Across The Pond, Hardened Criminal	Even

Relationships with NPCs

• PLACEHOLDER: WIP

Organizations and Reputation

Allies

Faction	Reputation	Related Run(s)
White Vory	0	TBD

Enemies

Faction	Reputation	Related Run(s)
Red Vory	0	TBD

Street Cred

• N/A

Notoriety

• N/A

In Character Information

Matrix Search Table

Threshold	Result
1	WIP
3	WIP
6	WIP

Shadow Community Table

Threshold	Result
1	WIP
3	WIP
5	WIP

Assensing Table

Saint's essence is somewhat thin and does not extend far beyond her body, though reads as searing hot near her skin. The light around her twists and warps with the heat of her aura, and the audible crack of flames roars within her.

Threshold	Result
1	WIP
2	WIP
3	WIP
4	WIP
5	WIP

SINs

FAKE NAME (Fake Rating 4, UCAS)

• Fake License (Rating 4)

Appearance

Matrix Persona

WIP

Tokens

Character Plot Hooks

Here are characteristics of the character that GMs may take advantage of to add complications to runs, or to otherwise use when in use. If you want to use them in unrelated to runs, please ask first.

Aspect	Information	Related Run(s)
TBD	WIP	WIP

Note

I am completely fine with long term consequences for my characters, as long as it doesn't feel unannounced or forced. Long term changes to a character make more opportunities for interesting roleplay, and so don't be afraid to give them out if they are deserved.