Turul

Turul

Recon Adept
Player	Yorkhai
Metatype	Human
Street Cred	13
Notoriety	0
Public Awareness	0
Titles and Awards	0
D.O.B.	2059.02.10
Folder	[1]
Priority	Metatype - D Attributes - B Magic/Resonance - B Skills - B Resources - E

Lines, Background Only, And Veils

I am comfortable with any subject under the sun.
Keep in mind however, that willingness to explore the subject does not equal with agreeing, complying, or supporting said action/subject.
Turul is a character with a high sense of morality, so controversial happenings in the scene (metahuman trafficking of any kind, abuse, etc.) might prompt him will do everything he can in order to stop it, even if it derails the story.

Character Information

Summary

Often smiles, has a laid back attitude when not on mission. On the job, he tries to focus, but even the drek really needs to hit the fan for the smile to fade. He named himself after an ancient Hungarian symbol, the turul-bird.

Likes to listen to neo-classical music, like Led Zeppelin, AC/DC, or any contemporary artist witch use traditional instrument tracks, as opposed to electronic ones.

Even in these times, he considers himself, an idealist, wishing and working for the betterment of the everyday man, and since the current ruling class very much opposes this idea, his favorite past time to bring down the "MAN" into chaos, so from the ashes a new-hopefully better system could arise. Each and every person who calls him out for being gullible, or naive only strengthens his resolve in the matter just to piss off said person.

It is known to the runners who worked with him, that he is always up for helping the downtrodden, and doing the right(ish) thing. His love of dogs is apparent, as is his utter incapableness of functioning in any social event when it comes to interacting with metahumanity, that is higher than street level. He has a very direct, and occasionally brash personality, completely unusing any subtleness, and efforts to conform to certain etiquette can be exhausting at best for him.

Goals

- to piss off every megacorp in existence, and to do it in a way that they'd blame themselves, and hopefully destroy each other in the process. Lofty goal? Yes. Reachable goal? Nope. Does it still make living more fun? Oooooh absolutely!
- To help out as much as he can in his immediate community.

Background

Despite his love for his homeland, Turul left Hungary at the age of fourteen, and traveled to Seattle, to try his luck. The fact, that he now lives in a small attic-apartment, near the edge of the Barrens, with two other flatmates and a dog, tells everything about how well that went. Four hours after, he arrived in the city. A group of washed out Middle-manager wage-slaves decided, to indulge their feeling of superiority by insulting, and even attempting to humiliate him. Back then, Turul had little control over his newly awakened abilities, so he defending himself caused one of the wage-slaves to instantly die by way of broken neck, another to later bite the dust due to internal bleeding, and the third to need cybernetics to be able to walk again, and later commited suicide. Horrified by what he done, Turul ran away, not even knowing where. After an entire day of stumbling into Redmond, and almost getting fragged by halloweeners, he collapsed from exhaustion in an alleyway. When he woke up, he was in an attic, above the Low Blow martial arts shop and dojo. The owner of the establishment, Roger took pity on the kid, gave him food, and a place to sleep, and even offered to train the young adept. As it happens Roger was also a fence in the local Shadow community, so runners often frequented the locale, and the lifestyle started to look like the only perspective, for Turul. After careful (no, seriously) consideration, Roger hooked him up with a starting gear, and gave him his first assignments, witch usually included either tagging along with more experienced runners, or small-time jobs around the turf.

He Shares his single-room apartment with a young elven decker(at least as far as he knows) called Bitswap, and a Troll called Alen, and his dog, Flannigan, or Flan.

Narrative Significant Qualities

Acts cool, and laid back, even if he is on alert. He hopes that this confuses his enemies. When dealing with Mr. Johnson, or anyone part of the system, he makes an effort not to say a word (cause these words are usually not favorable, see "Did you just called me Dumb?" negative quality). Only interacts with those he finds to his liking.

Due to a childhood trauma he has an unreasonable fear of larger spiders (larger than 1 inch)

Other qualities, that might be significant: Animal Empathy
Disheveled
Designated Omega
Did you just called me Dumb?
Common Sense

Run History

Name	GM	Metaplot	Threat	Date of Run
The Story of Chuckles and the Wolf	Chrisst111		Low	27 October 2081
Empire Ants Part One	OB		Medium	19 July 2081
Kevin Slimes (Part One)	OB	The Life and Times of One Kevin Crimes	Medium - high	5 July 2081
Hot-rods Don't Steal Themselves!	SedatedAlice	24 Karat Magic	Medium	16 June 2081
I wish I had an Angel	Syphilen		Low	7 June 2081
Trials of a Tunnel Man	OB		Medium	6 June 2081
A Little Doll's Dream	Pillare	String Theocracy		2 June 2081
Hardcore Convenience Store	OB			29 May 2081
The System Is Down	Teksura			23 May 2081
Bustin	Atlatl			21 May 2081
Trailer Park Chummers	Atlatl	The Farm and The Furious		11 May 2081
First and Last Time	Eye of the Storm			25 April 2081
Route 66: Side Story Animal House	Doc McGuffins	Like mad max but more guns		29 March 2081

Affiliations

Contacts

Contact	Connection	Loyalty	Archetype	Profession	Aspects	Chips
Roger Hendrix	3	4	Fixer	Shop owner/Fixer	Martial Artist, Former Runner, Teacher, Protector of the dowtrodden	Even
Hanz "Schnellman" Beck	2	2	Service	Taxi driver	ex Saeder Krupp, Neutrality, Multilingual	Even
Pitty 'Grease Lightning' McShane	5	1	Gear	Mechanic	Cars, Mechanic, Drones, Hard to reach, Motorcycles, GoGanger, Aerial vehicles	Even
Hotrod Henry	3	1	Service	Mercenary Mechanic	Mechanical Merc', Grand Theft Motto, Hotrod at Heart, Henry the Hand-Loaded Hero	Even

Organizations

24 Karat Crew Rep: 1

In Character Information

Matrix Search Table

Threshold	Result
1	Mentions of him around the Low Blow Martial Arts Shop
3	Has an ongoing agreement with the Halloweeners. He did a job for them, and they in turn leave his neighborhood alone.
5	An old news article, about a young Turul using excessive force, to defend himself from harassing wageslaves. The reports mention that the Sinners only wanted to pass time, but ended up dying.

Shadow Community Table

Threshold	Result
1	Prefers Hooding, and helps out quite often in his neighborhood. Is a physical adept
3	Ventured into Glow City, to help restore server functionality for Shadow Haven.
6

SINs

Peter Peterson - Deliveryman (Rating 4) UCAS
- R4 Adept license
- R4 Large Blades License
- R4 Deliveriman Job License
- R4 Firearms License

Appearance

Tanned skin, deep blue eyes, wears his light brown/blonde hair in a short wiking style

Clothing

Typical outfit: worn jeans, hiking shoes, T-shirt+ Jacket combo. Has a larger wireless headphone around his neck. Large skii googles style googles. Looks like a typical street punk

Matrix Persona

With a simsense module, his avatar is that of a stereotypical punk rocker, with heavily altered features. On the back of the jacket is a Hawk-like bird (A Turul Bird) and that's how his friends can notice him.