Broken/Jewl

Broken/Jewl

Militia Princess
(Rigger on the Run)
Discord	Mursey
Reddit	[1]
Metatype	Human
Street Cred	0
Notoriety	0
Public Awareness	0
CDP	0
D.O.B.	08/08/62
Age	22
Folder	[2]
Priority	Metatype - E Attributes - B Magic/Resonance - E Skills - B Resources - A

Character Information

Summary

A long-legged, slender human teenager with shoulder-length, pink-purple hair, Jewl speaks with a soft West Virginia accent. She has the lithe build and morphology to make a good income in modelling, were she both interested in that sort of work and able to find a sponsor. Though it would be unjust to describe her as socially awkward, Jewl's self-consciousness, oppressive back-woods upbringing and lack of pop-cultural knowledge make her somewhat quiet and reserved in company. She's not likely to express her thoughts or opinions in person, especially in the presence of human men, unless otherwise asked Even so, Jewl is far from niave by any means - she's rightly wary of the "big city" and it's inhabitants.

Goals

Long-Term Goals: Stay away from Daddy. Survive. Find excitement. Find something more to life than just surviving.

Short-Term Goals: Buy more and better vehicles and drones; install a better control rig. Break into the international street racing circuit. Learn how to wield a sword. Buy an MCT Gun Turret for extra home defence.

Background

Jewl is a runaway, one of many in the sixth world, but few Runaways have a price on their head; and fewer still had that price set by their own father. Jewl grew up in the Blue Mountains, the third daughter of Truman Ways, leader of the Sons of the Pale militia group, by Stacey, the fourth of his six wives. The militia group -mostly Tir exiles from Tir Tairngaire or Tir Nan Og, or their descendants- heavily indoctrinated the young Jewl with the belief that her role in life was grow up, look pretty, and give a "good old boy" a "whole parcel" of sons to carry on the fight against the Tir.

She bought into the line. In fact, she bought the line hook and sinker, and was just as fervent in her militant Catholicism and militant anti-awakened, anti-meta beliefs as any of her neighbours and fellow church-goers in the militia-sect's commune. Until, that is, she met Julian one day on the groups "secure" chat and bulletin board. Over weeks and months he slowly, and carefully, opened her eyes to the true and ugly nature of the group, it's hypocrisy, and the horror of its beliefs. When Julian finally shared the unexpected revelation that he was not only an elf, but a Tir Paladin, young Jewl shut down her commlink and sat in the dark for damn near a whole day. It wasn't until the bells called her to church that she came back to her senses, and even then she didn't join in any of the gossip with her friends thereafter. And on the firing ranges that day it was as though she wasn't even there.

She didn't contact Julian again for a week. And even then her sole comment was a simple word. A single question. "Seriously?"

He was serious. She never contacted him again. Months later, when her father stood up and church and crowed about the shipment of drones and funds they would soon be receiving as a gift from "supporters of the cause" she barely noticed. But when said shipment of drones, weapons, cash and explosives did arrive, and she overhead her father's plans for it, her memories of Julian and what she'd learned about the reality of the awakened and meta-humans forced her to act.

She stole the Bulldog and it's content that night, and fled east. Since then, she's never looked back. Now in Seattle, with states and even nations between her and her home, she's spent the last month undergoing Cyber-surgery, selling off her stolen ride and excess drones; and establishing her new life in the shadows. Now with her new 'ware and new identify, she's finally ready and able to pursue an interest in rigging and driving that her father always sneered at.

Narrative Significant Qualities

Positive

Jewl has many positive qualities. None of them, alas, affect her game mechanics.

Negative

Big Baby: As the pampered daughter of a militant Christian right wing militia sect, Jewl had never taken a hit or so much as a slap in her life, except from her daddy when she "stepped out of line". Never having been hit by anyone else, she has a hard time coping mentally with the concept of being in pain as the result of violence.

Designated Omega and Favoured (Male Humans): As a young woman and the daughter of the sect-leader, Jewl was expected to "shut up, do as you're told, obey the men, know your place". Consequently, she still has a hard time disobeying, authority figures or disagreeing openly with human men.

Social Appearance Anxiety: As a young, unmarried woman and daughter of the Sect's leader, Jewl was expected to look her best at all times. Even during the sect's militia combat training. Consequently, even when working, Jewl tries to avoid dirt and always need to look her best and keep her surroundings clean. She'll even compulsively try to clear away plates when eating in someone else's house.

Wanted: Militia-Cult leader's daughter or not, Jewl has been branded a "whore of Satan" and "species traitor" who is good for nothing but use as example to other wayward young woman who might think of defiance or committing sin against their neighbours and the cause. She has a 45,000 nuyen bounty on her head, alive only, under the name "Julia Truman Ways". Collectable by anyone who delivers her, in person and unharmed, to the Sons of the Pale cult compound in the Blue Mountains.

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Affiliations

Contacts

Contact	Connection	Loyalty	Archetype	Profession	Aspects	Chips
Alessa P	4	1	Fixer	Owner of The Daze	The Daze, Shadow Connections, Ear to the Ground, Punk Rocker, Bootleggers	Even
Greasemonkey	6	1	Generalist	Mechanic	Slaps Roof Of Car, Ex-Military, Ace Mechanic, Bros Before Hoes, Lightly Used Drones, Rigger, Prototype Engineering	Even

In Character Information

Matrix Search Table

Threshold	Result
1	Jewl maintains a number social media accounts under the name of Claire Miles. She's a frequent customer of a mechanic named Greasemonkey and regularly parties at a club called the Daze.
3	The Claire Miles identity is a fake. Jewl operates out of a garage facility in a dangerous part of the Barrens. It has no legally filed address, and it's location isn't shown on Gridguide.
6	Facial and biometric match to one Julia Truman Ways, SINless daughter of "Sons of the Pale" cult/militia leader Truman Ways. There's an outstanding 45000 nuyen reward for her capture and safe return, alive and unharmed, to the main cult compound in the Blue Mountains, West Virginia.

Shadow Community Table

Threshold	Result
1	Sorry omae, I don't dabble in Jewel heists.
3	There's a fresh-faced Rigger from out of town running by that handle. A real looker too. Frequents that punk bar, the Daze; and visits Greasemonkey about once a week or so to pick up parts.
5	She's new to Seattle. Pilots a tricked-out Toyota Gopher and a sweet looking sapphire blue Suzuki Mirage. She's looking to break into the street racing circuit.

SINs

Fake SIN Rating 4: Claire Miles (UCAS citizen).

Fake Licenses: . Concealed Carry Permit, Driver's License, Drone Permit, Firearms, Pilot License. All Rating 4

Appearance

Clothing

Jewl displays meticulous attention to her appearance. Even when working on her drones or wearing deliberately "distressed" clothing styles she is almost always spotlessly clean and wearing flawlessly applied cosmetics. She favours comfortable clothing at home, crisply clean overalls when performing routine maintenance on her drones, vehicles and weapons, and strives to wear "occasion appropriate" clothing at all other times. Yet there's always something of a "backwoods" or "hillbilly" air about her manners and clothing choices that belie her attempts to become a social chameleon. She may be near royalty by the standards of the backwoods "hicks" from her home in the CAS, but she's still "just" good looking trash by the standards of most corpo's she might come across. It doesn't help that even the best scented bathing oils and perfumes she can afford can't hide the faint hint of oils, lubricants and gasoline that follows in her wake.

Cyberware

Jewl's datajack is a discrete and tasteful interface slot just below and behind her left ear. Her wired reflexes are visible only as pinhole sized carbon-grey interface slot positioned between each of her thoracic vertebrae and all but invisible when she is fully clothed. Her right eye is an artificial cyberware all but indistinguishable from her natural eye except under close examination.

Matrix Persona

A stylised version of herself in street race clothing, but entirely sapphire blue and faceted like a cut jewel. Her persona often appears mounted on a similarly faceted facsimile of a Suzuki Mirage.