Mr Baxter

Mr Baxter

Gentleman Face
Old Guy Got Bored
Discord	@Dandy#7063
Reddit	https://www.reddit.com/user/DaDaDaDandy
Metatype	Human
Street Cred	0
Notoriety	-1
Public Awareness	0
Titles and Awards	0
CDP	6
D.O.B.	January 1st 2023
Age	62
Folder	https://drive.google.com/drive/folders/1fdmzmS1SCVlmqpRFSlGkcWsZTUPdmm82?usp=sharing
Priority	Metatype - D Attributes - A Magic/Resonance - E Skills - A Resources - D

Character Information

Summary

Old is gold, and Mr Baxter is a testament to the saying. He's back in business after a lengthy hiatus and more dangerous than ever. Ex-mafioso and debt-collector, William know exactly how to drive the conversation and is an adept at getting what he wants with nothing more than words rolled off a tongue both silvered and barbed. So many years of service has him well associated with the shadows of Seattle, working with the Finnegan's for 30 years before spending almost all his earnings across the next few whilst travelling between Britain and Italy - London, Rome & Madrid being his favourite places to visit,

• Trivia:
  • William Simon John Baxter was born 37 minutes into 2023
  • He absolutely refuses to wear anything by Armanté
  • Given how much Italian he has learned over the years, he could probably get an Italian SIN and pull it off.

Goals

Short Term:

• Earn enough to put some more SINs on his belt.
• Find increasingly extravagant clothes to wear.
• Otherwise improve gear and skills.

Long Term

• Strengthen relations with current or new contacts
• Maybe find a few runners to call chummers
• Maybe get a big enough paycheck to call a high lifestyle home.
• Run just enough to get the most out of it, but never let his age get anything out of him

Background

2023 – William Simon John Baxter is born. Raised in downtown in the residencia near the docks, there was very little chance he wouldn’t end up in the mafia given his traits. His parents worked all days on the dockyards and couldn’t afford much with the meagre pay, this third mouth proving a tricky bit to feed. Growing up through adolescence the Baxter’s only found themselves strained further, and with the madness of world events leading up to and happening in the 2030’s their economic statuses were only crumbling. It wasn’t what they wanted but quitting their jobs and offering service to the local Finnegan Family to put food on the table was one of the only options left, and it went a long way to shape Will into who he is today.

As he got older, it was clear to all that he was a bit more than just persuasive. He was awakened, and the street taught him to play tough with it. His place under the mafia’s thumb, however, meant a more diplomatic approach was needed rather than cause a ruckus and risk angering the capos. Exactly this happened when he was 17, when a son of a member came to blows with the kid after losing a grand in a poker game, exactly the thing he was trying to avoid. When he was brought to the father figure, he could feel his sins crawling up his back and braced for the worst; ”A tirade? A beating? Please don’t punish my parents,”. He was forced down into a chair and the man leaned into him.

“You da piece a shit who scammed my boy outta cash?”

Will would not give anything but a weak nod, trying to avoid his gaze.

“Look at me dipshit I’m talking to you.”

…

“HEY DIPSHIT!” the man yells slamming his hand to the back of Will’s head and tugging on the tufts of hair, forcibly raising his face to his own. He winced, but opening his eyes, he locked them with the fathers. The man saw Will’s eyes glean a spark of light before his iris’ burned a glowing blood-red.

“The dickhead can’t bluff for shit, he lost like a chump.”

The father figure couldn’t help but stare, still clasping and still angry, but unsure of what he was doing; of who he was talking to.

A grin spread across Will’s face after his last comment, following with “Hope you didn’t teach him to bet 500 with 2,7, I wasn’t scamming, just had about every chance of not losing with a full house.”

Stunned, was perhaps the only fitting description of the man. His grip began to loosen, before he brought his hand back to him. Stepping back, he continued to stare.

“I… I’m sorry.” Stutters the father. “Give me one moment.”

…

The man returned with a higher ranking member, Will didn’t recognise him. Italian words are shared between them whilst observing the kid before the new man signalled the father away and approached Will. This man was already more intimidating, and he hadn’t done anything yet.

“We will be using you,” He stated, “You have something that’s very useful to us.”

A notable wave swept over Will, not like a smell or breeze, an aura. It felt soothing. He felt like complying. He was awakened too.

The many years Mr Baxter served the family for were often less interesting than this event that started it all, and they went on for far longer. Will was trained by the mafia to further control his awakened capability to dominate the social battlefield. He was treated carefully, and rarely left alone by his mentor in the presence of other mafia members. But people who hadn’t kept up their debts? They were open season for a magically enhanced shakedown.

Years and years kept going by, more and more autonomy was afforded as he accepted the family he had become a part of. His parents were well looked after and so was he; well paid and SINless. The world had down many things by now, including Seattle and therefore including the family. Feuds were common place and after James O’Malley fell, a real drekfest started. Will had taken the side of his daughter, Rowena, and continued to serve over the twelve years it took for her to get revenge and retake the throne. During the dozens of years that had gone by, Mr Baxter had served in many diplomatic roles for the O’Malley’s. Some Bargaining, some persuading and all with force, his age had sharpened his tactics into heartlessly inflicting threats of utter ruin for the poor sods on the receiving end, and his brutal onslaughts of dehumanising insults have subdued attackers.

After Rowena had her throne, Mr Baxter retired and spent a nearly decade-long vacation across Europe, though mainly England and Italy. He wasn’t in his prime anymore and felt the need to take a break. Such a hateful existence for the previous 30 years changes a man, and he wanted to reclaim himself. The cash he had earned was plentiful, and to stay away for so many years was a dream come true, but it was always going to run out. With so much available to him, it was difficult not to spoil. He developed a taste for fine fashion, particularly the London scene and the designer MoL, as well as a dependence on no worse a lifestyle than that of the successful wageslave.

Mr Baxter barely had enough Nuyen to make it back to Seattle and had a whole new issue after he found his go-to Fake SIN was registered with a warrant for arrest for illegal immigration. With only one good half decent SIN left, it was time to dial up some numbers and find some work. Hooking back up again with the mystical John Baptise, Mr Baxter made his was to Redmond where he’d find to of his trusty old contacts. It was a pleasure to meet up with Dr Slide again, and lovely news to hear that his kids were doing well. Black Cat was a sight for sore eyes too, and a very fine evening was spent smoking and dining upon a rooftop.

Finally, he needed to get in touch with the Finnegans. ‘Once a made man, always a made man’ was what he was hoping to hear, but it wasn’t so easy. No family work could be offered, but the contacts had an even better idea. One of their kin, Dan Harsmen, is a family member operating in Texas currently, trying to broaden connections, but he still had plenty of work to be done on the home turf and offers fixes to members of the ShadowHaven, a local running community. A few sim-meetups later and Mr Baxter was ready to play ball, and with creds running low, it’s about time.

Narrative Significant Qualities

Positive

• Put's the 'Brutal' in Gentleman

Charisma is Mr Baxter's game, though whilst he's able to play on all fronts he's better on the offensive and best when speaking softly. A close connection with the Mafia has taught him plenty of ways to mentally dominate people.

• Watch the Suit

The attention he pays to he wardrobe extends to keeping it all in check too.

• Learnt Diogenes' Lesson

His line of work has shown him everything that can and will go wrong, all a cynic need do is expect it and he can always have an edge.

Negative

• Aged like a Fine Wine

Wisdom comes with age, though it could be argued that there's nothing wise about shadowrunning. Those folks obviously haven't got the work mentality.

• Creature of Comfort

It's easier for a younger fellow, but after all these years anything less than a middle lifestyle is agony for an old git.

• No one Wears it like I do

Mortimer of London's clothing lines aren't uncommon amongst shadowrunners, but there's something about the way Mr Baxter looks that makes them suit so well... which isn't always a good thing

• I can't be seen wearing that!

He agrees that he does look good in a fine suit, but the only thing he abhors more than torn jeans is the idea of wearing them himself.

Run History

Name	GM	Metaplot	Date of Run
Evergreen Kingdom	OrionsRequiem	Cross Flight Love Fight	2 March 2082
Helping Hands, Salivating Glands	Asmodeus	Hail to the Pumpking	1 March 2082
My Burning Flamesaw of Love	Kaylaidoscopes		14 February 2082

Affiliations

Contacts

Contact	Connection	Loyalty	Archetype	Profession	Aspects	Chips
John Baptise	2	2	Service	Taxi Driver	Reliable, Voodoo, No Questions Asked	Even
Black Cat	5	2	Gear	Black Marketeer	Burnout Adept, Black Market Connections, Gun Runner, Gang Leader, Demolition Expert, Back Alley Chop Shop	Even
David Harsmen	5	2	Fixer	Fixer	Well Traveled, Charmer, I Got Friends..., Ware Contact, CAS Resident, Finnigan	Even
Juhn Slide	4	2	Service	Street Doc	I Love Rock 'n' Roll, Carry On Wayward Son, (Don't Fear) The Reaper, Hotel California, More Than a Feeling	Even

In Character Information

Matrix Search Table

Threshold	Result
1
3
6

Shadow Community Table

Threshold	Result
1
3
5

SINs

Name	Place/Corp	Rating	Licenses
Edgar Wood	Seattle	4	Concealed Carry Permit (4) Firearms License(4)