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 for a - at time of writing, unknown corporation. Generally confused and socially mute individual that has only just started to learn the grey between the black and white. Inquisitive, though also morally bankrupted, is therefore restrained by the consequences of their actions in regards to themselves, instead of the implications it may mean for others - though is generally learning that public opinion too brings back negative reactions .Can at times be very direct/indirect - in accordance to how the company initially taught him to act, and the act of breaking through these set barriers can sometimes seems to be acts of hostility due to not knowing the scale of their actions.

Goals

Is still very new to having an independent livelihood outside of set routines and patterns - is currently gathering information on how the world actually works. Alongside wants to learn how to be "Human".

Background

Childhood

[Recollection] Padded room, forever sterile. Men in chemical protection would visit me, asking my current condition - if I felt weird. [Presumption] I did not always have mechanical limbs - and they were making sure the surgery, and the many after were a success.

Security Career

[Recollection] Worked as a part of the internal security team for 2 years, after which they believed we were capable enough for perimeter patrol. While on a trip, I had 1 meta-human leading both I, and another test subject on perimeter duty to check on non-grid linked security assets. The other test subject shot, and therefore killed the leader and told me to follow him. He said he had contacts outside of the facility and that we could be 'free'. After I listened to him, and gathered all of the relevant information I required, I still had a duty to perform. [Explanation] I shot him. [Reason] All my past memories have been towards the company, that failure to comply will be punished, and that so long as we continued to work for the foundation we were guaranteed positive experiences. The guard while, to my knowledge, adhered to the companies guideline was not safe from, likely due to assaulting another companies interest. An experiment was therefore conducted, I an an entity of the company should deliver negatives experiences - this by means of bullet to the brain. This should further deliver me a positive experience, while causing in due time a negative experience due to the repercussions from the other facility - a losing battle both ways. Neither did it deliver me positive experience, though it failed to deliver me a negative one so far as well. Concluding the company was not all encompassing outside of the reach of it's actors. I.E myself in the instance of the alternative subject.

[Recollection] With this information, and test continuing for further details on the repercussions of negative/positive actions. Using repossessed notes, images and supplies from my now dead benefactor I continued to link up to the fixer in "Seattle" - a city, which to quote "Is like many of these labs stacked up really tall, and then duplicated along the horizon" - The companies reach, however so - was limited. I could conduct further experiments of similar caliber while outside - and in general. At least for the initial period, there was more interesting sensations to be obtained. Flying creatures with feathers, what appears to be wood in large cylinders, and people that weren't guards or scientists.

Shadow career

[Recollection] I have not been in the career as long as many others. At time of this announcement, I have only been operating for 164 days. Conduction 10 sorties. It has been noted that my lack of social "prowess" has been detrimental. In my attempt to compliment a guard on their firearm, I had supposedly threatened their life. Which was not my intention. Due to this, the few individuals I work with now suggest I stay silent, and away from the team until needed. [Explanation] They suggest my presence can be naturally aggressive/threatening towards others when on standby - and that only in a mass of moving bodies could I hope my [Quotation] "Unique" [End-Quotation] mannerisms could be hidden from discernable individuals.

[Notation] I have average abilities with semi-automatic firearms, and tend to gravitate towards objectives which I can understand the parameters of well. I am not adherent to morale's, only that my skill set is applicable to the group I am employed by.

Narrative Significant Qualities

Positive

• Cyber-Singularity Seeker
  • [Presumption] Steel and Flesh in combination is the future. Physical limits can be overrode with mechanics. [Counter Argument] Though some level of organics seems to be essential to help continue a species, and mechanical processors while fast, do lack creativity.
• Nasty Vibe
  • [Assumption] People never seem to care for me - they argue that I am talking too aggressively, my compliments are thinly veiled threats. [Explanation] I merely want to let them know how much I enjoy them breathing, every second - because the next could be their last.

Negative

• Critter Spook
  • [Assumption] Animals too are worried about my presence, they act as if a demons possess them when I am near. [Query] Does my good nature invoke that much terror in the creatures around me?
• Distinctive Style
  • [Explanation] Ice blue skin, a lack of tone - I am different, and therefore my being is distinctive from the non-mutated. [Exclamation] It turns disgruntlement to my person into active acts of hatred... [Comedy] Funny how we can be so fickle.
• Allergy/Phobia (Common, Mild) (Sunlight)
  • [Nonsensical-Explanation] It stalks me, trying to burn my mask and eat me from inside - night is safety, though falling asleep is hard when I know the demons lurk so close. Note: Allergy is Severe - though due to always wearing a mask he is generally unaffected by it - if for any situation he were to take off the mask and be exposed to UV light, he would be inflicted by severe skin damage.

Run History

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