Red Ribbon
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Jumped-In Rigger/Off-Face | |
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(Short Blurb) | |
Discord | @sampletext |
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Metatype | Elf |
Street Cred | 0 |
Notoriety | 1 |
Public Awareness | 0 |
Titles and Awards | 0 |
CDP | 104 |
D.O.B. | September 9, 2063 |
Age | 22 |
Folder | https://drive.google.com/drive/u/0/folders/12ZNSxDIXtAXsTo0hn5EqNRpQeW_1Lan2 |
Priority | Metatype - D Attributes - B Magic/Resonance - E Skills - B Resources - B |
#Max IGs/Ascension | 1 |
Character Information
A young elf lady who takes care of her cars and drones rather better than she does herself. She's slow to trust and loves to do her background research. Shadowrunning is her way of exerting self-determination - she hates feeling manipulated.
Summary
Red Ribbon
Goals
- Get a nice car or bike to ride around casually. And a proper nice one - no cop-outs. Her van gets her places, but it's no hot rod.
- Make a name for herself so people think twice about crossing her. Fame, public awareness... whatever it takes.
Background
Holly Spade was born to a pair of middle-weight criminals in the Redmond Barrens. The life they provided would only last for a few years before they abandoned her to the streets, unwilling to properly care for her. She was too young to properly understand what was happening, and now barely remembers their faces. This left her with scarcely anything - her name, a near-depleted credchip she could scrounge from the wreckage, and her wits. There are a hundred thousand ways for such a child to go wrong in Seattle, and so, predictably, she did.
After a long, long childhood of terrribly hard living, Holly was taken in by an agent of a local gang, who deceived her as to his proper affiliation. Growing up on the streets had thoroughly beaten any naivete that Holly had left, but the (to her) luxuries he offered tempted her beyond compare, calling back on long-faded memories of an infancy in greater comfort. Holly found herself a reasonably good actor, and with a particular knack for drone operation. Her new "guardian" furnished her growth in these areas with small trinkets - a fly-spy, a simple commlink. A nice place to stay. It was when she turned nineteen that he began to ask for gratitude for these favors, usually involving the surveillance of others or the planting of small, anonymous packages in secluded places.
This was when the killings began. Holly never questioned what her guardian was doing with the information she gathered - at least not openly. To her, what she had was worth whatever ignorance he required. Alas, she would one day be asked to take an unusually long watch, and thus witnessed the true purpose of her operation - as part of one of the many deadly, shadowy conflicts that rage across Seattle, gathering intelligence to set up ambushes for her guardian's enemies. Many were innocent.
Nobody's perfect, and eventually the retaliation came, on a day when Holly was returning to meet with her "guardian" some few days after one of these follow-ups. She found the apartment where he hid shot to hell, and entered to catch the his last moments, dying from gunshot wounds.
The moment that her erstwhile "guardian" bled out was the moment that her reality came crashing down upon her. Though those who knew of her relationship with the man were dead by virtue of his goals, his impact wasn't nearly enough to eliminate anyone who might possibly hold a grudge against her should the truth come out. Suddenly, she was alone - alone and afraid, and so she booked it, again scrounging whatever she could from the safehouse he provided and swearing never to be so willingly blind again. So it was that she began running for herself, rather than anyone else.
The residual guilt from what she was involved in and the acute awareness of how willing she was for some time eats away at her in the early hours of the morning. Not just for being involved in killing, of course - some awful stuff happens in the shadows - but more so for her willful, even eager ignorance of what was truly going on. Her refusal to question her circumstances more makes her concerned about her own intuition.
She tries to drive it away with work and adrenaline - there's always tuning to be done on one of her drones, or a paint job to be touched up, or someone to be researched before an upcoming run, often with the help of Psyche. Oh - and her coat just has to be impeccable, even though nobody sees it when she's cooped up in her van. On runs, she finds that riding far closer to the edge than comfortable takes the clenching feeling out of her stomach, at least for a while.
Narrative Significant Qualities
Positive
Profiler - Red Ribbon's past makes her unnerved when she can't do her research beforehand. Her difficulty adapting to social improvisation often comes across as an odd inability to trust what others are saying, or in her own ability to make good decisions.
Negative
Big Regret - Red Ribbon deeply regrets both how she allowed herself to facilitate indiscriminate murder, even if it was for the benefit of someone who helped take care of her. Moreover, she regrets intentionally turning a blind eye to anything that made her suspicious, lured by the relative comfort she lived in.
Distinctive Style - Red Ribbon's runner clothing is covered in stylish, angular red accents that match her hair, also dyed a deep red. The same accents are present on the pop-up gun of her MCT Fly-spy. Even dressed more casually, she always has a noticeable number of bright red accents to her style, through accessories or otherwise.
Poor Self Control (Thrill Seeker) - Red Ribbon likes to take risks in the heat of combat. The adrenaline is exhilarating - not much more to say about that.
Run History
Name | GM | Metaplot | Threat | Date of Run |
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Peace: Noblesse Oblige 1 | Robinton | Extreme | 25 February 2086 | |
E4 c5 | Villiers | Deadly | 9 February 2086 | |
Dead(er) Head | Robinton | Extreme | 4 January 2086 | |
House of Horrors | J.R. | Extreme | 22 November 2085 | |
Hopquest | LHOG | Extreme | 7 August 2085 | |
Not Onotari's arms | Bulldogc | Extreme | 19 July 2085 | |
Shenanrigans | TidanShock | Deadly | 13 July 2085 | |
Through the Red Tape | TidanShock | Deadly | 25 May 2085 | |
Séquence en Cascade | Sarcarian | Extreme | 19 May 2085 | |
The Solvay Effect | John | Milk Run | 19 April 2085 | |
The Great Wave | Asmodeus | The Arrival | Semi-Prime, escalated to Prime | 22 March 2085 |
Hacking through the gate | Fangblade_ | Milk | 6 March 2085 | |
420BPM THROUGH THE SKULL | Fangblade_ | Amhrain na Preachan | Deadly | 4 March 2085 |
1.1 1-one6away.caf | Fangblade_ | An Anhedonic Code | High | 2 March 2085 |
Rapunzel, Rapunzel, Let Down Your Bear | Sleevey | Compound Interest | Deadly | 23 February 2085 |
Spray, Pray, and Co-Pay | jit | Compound Interest | High | 17 February 2085 |
Watership Down | Fangblade_ | Amhrain na Preachan | Milk | 19 January 2085 |
LUNARECLIPSE+55 | Fangblade_ | Amhrain na Preachan | Deadly | 17 January 2085 |
Alea Ecta Est | Fangblade_ | Deadly | 30 December 2084 | |
Replicant Encryption | Asmodeus | 28 December 2084 | ||
MAKE A BAD CHOICE | Fangblade_ | Deadly | 28 December 2084 | |
SWALLOW INTO INSANITY | Fangblade_ | Deadly | 19 December 2084 | |
Special Delivery... for the Military! | TidanShock | Arma Ex Machina Rad Wars 2084 | Extreme | 5 December 2084 |
Contrôle d'Accès | Sarcarian | Rad Wars 2084 | Deadly | 22 November 2084 |
Revolutions | Fangblade_ | Amatsu Kaze | Deadly | 19 November 2084 |
PULLTHETRIGGER+55 | Fangblade_ | High | 11 November 2084 | |
Knock Knock | Asmodeus | Swarming Season | Deadly | 10 November 2084 |
Noblesse Oblige | Fangblade_ | The Light Before We Land | High | 6 November 2084 |
BANGYOURHEAD+55 | Fangblade_ | High | 2 November 2084 | |
An average Ohio extermination | TidanShock | Arma Ex Machina | Extreme | 26 October 2084 |
Duvet | Fangblade_ | And Love You Shall Find The Light Before We Land | Deadly | 24 October 2084 |
Killing Wave | Fangblade_ | 22 October 2084 | ||
Fort Dumbass | Fangblade_ | And Love You Shall Find | 20 October 2084 | |
A slightly rainy day in Kansas | Lotus | Swarming Season | High | 20 October 2084 |
Unhaunt My House | Kirk | High | 15 October 2084 | |
Are you a Bringer? | LOV.Euphoria | DEADLY | 13 October 2084 | |
So Goes Darkness Part 1 | Fangblade_ | And Love You Shall Find | Deadly | 7 October 2084 |
Halloween Kitty | Asmodeus | Hail to the Pumpking | High | 6 October 2084 |
They Left Her Buried in the Sand | lov.euphoria | High | 4 October 2084 | |
Building on Biometrics | LHOG | Quinn Connoway's Family Matters | High | 1 October 2084 |
As Goes Light | Fangblade_ | When the hunters came to town And Love You Shall Find | 30 September 2084 | |
Some Real Fancy Rocks | LHOG | Deadly | 28 September 2084 | |
Blitzkrieg Bop | Fangblade_ | Medium | 27 September 2084 | |
Dawntrail | Fangblade_ | And Love You Shall Find | High | 24 September 2084 |
Spotter | Fangblade_ | And Love You Shall Find | Deadly | 22 September 2084 |
Everybody Wants To Be A Co-Author | Kirk | High | 17 September 2084 | |
Small Embers | Asmodeus | Deadly | 15 September 2084 | |
Wine Tasting in K-Town | Villiers | Medium | 10 September 2084 | |
Fading by a Chance | Draknic | Deadly | 8 September 2084 | |
Remaniement | Zerre | Contre-Révolution | Deadly | 7 September 2084 |
Between a Port and a Hardplace | Draknic | Meidum | 25 August 2084 | |
Finger Lickin' Good | Villiers | The C in UCAS is for Corruption | Medium | 19 August 2084 |
Affiliations
Contacts
Contact | Connection | Loyalty | Archetype | Profession | Aspects | Chips |
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Alessa P | 4 | 2 | Fixer | Owner of The Daze | The Daze, Shadow Connections, Ear to the Ground, Punk Rocker, Bootleggers | Even |
Bonesaw | 4 | 2 | Custom(A,G,K,N) | Street Doc | Street Doc, Combat Medic, Bioware, Cyberlimbs, Cyberware | Even |
Lil Raj | 5 | 2 | Service | Mechanic | Mechanic, Vehicles, Drones, Flashy Vehicles, Chop Shop, Vehicle Enthusiast | Even |
Organizations
Allies
Enemies
In Character Information
Symbols and Signatures
Matrix Search Table
Threshold | Result |
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1 | Red Ribbon often offers advice on vehicle and drone purchases on hobbyist forums, and has apparently helped a few people out with repairs. |
3 | She's a member of a small matrix community dedicated to learning and practicing Cantonese. |
6 | There's an old, buried forum thread from years ago wherein a resident of Redmond expresses frustration at someone who's constantly flying a fly-spy around their windows, seemingly for fun. The resident apparently had to chase some 'scrawny elf chick' off the street. |
Shadow Community Table
Threshold | Result |
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1 | |
3 | |
5 |
Assensing Table
Threshold | Result |
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1 | Generally healthy. Mundane. Usually a bit anxious. |
2 | Multiple cranial implants, cyberears, and a full cyberleg. |
3 | Situational. |
4 | Narco bioware. Essence 1.9475. |
5 | Situational. |
SINs
(Fake) Vivianne Price, UCAS, R4
- Driver's License R4
- Drone License R4
- Restricted Cyberware License R4
- Concealed Carry Permit R4
- Automatic Weapons License R4
Appearance
Holly Spade is tall, even for an elf, with straight-backed posture and an expression that usually looks mildly worried. She has lightly freckled fair skin, green eyes, and blonde hair that she dyes a deep red. Her hair is swept over one side of her face, where it trails down to just below her shoulders, while the other side is buzzed. Her facial features are sharp and angular, which only tends to exacerbate how nervous she looks. In terms of her build, she's thin - not quite fit enough to fairly be called lithe, but not unhealthy-looking either. Her left leg is a cyberlimb with red accents.
Clothing
She is almost never seen without a distinctive amount of red in her style. Her Berwick Coat and Suit, which she generally wears for running, have loud, angular red accents to them added down the arms and the torso, as well as a chaotic, tangled ribbon embroidered on the back. Likewise, she makes a point to include a notable amount of red in her more casual clothes, usually through accessories or by buying clothes in that main color. It stands out.
Matrix Persona
Holly's Matrix Persona carries the same red accents that her physical one does, though this time they're integrated into the persona's body itself, which is usually dressed just as well as she is in meatspace. Her face is shadowed by a red mask. The accents trail off from her and fade away, ethereal ribbons that match her pseudonym - or alternatively, are very on-the-nose, if you want to be sassy about it.