Handle(s):
“Living Dead Man” (what his war buddies call him)
“Niner-Victor” (LAPD dispatch call sign)

Name:
Tyler Skye Pierce

Occupation:
LAPD Vice Detective

Age:
25, born April 13th, 1994

Birthplace:
Los Angeles, CA

Ethnicity:
Caucasian

Nationality:
American

Style:
Clothes – Euro-Modern (Long overcoats, button-ups, slacks, and scarves are common place; typically sharp dressed)
Hairstyle – Slick-back with shaved sides, Natural Black
Affections – Kanji tattoo of the word “Valor” (“義気”) on right forearm; many blast and surgery scars, predominantly on left side of body.

Family Background:
Mother: Desiree Amanda Guerrero – Deceased
Father: UNKNOWN (only known as “Pierce”; unclear whether first name or surname) – UNKNOWN (Presumed deceased)
Middle Brother: Lucas Scott Pierce (age: 12) – Living; in foster care
Youngest Brother: Logan Cash Pierce (age: 9) – Living; in foster care

Motivations:
Traits – Laconic, stoic, described as “cold” and “dead inside”, and will become violent if provoked
Valued Person – His Brothers
Value Most – Honesty
Feelings toward People – Every person is a valuable individual.
Valued Possession – A photograph of his mother and father together, with “I am sorry, but this is goodbye. I love you. –Pierce XOXO” written on the back.

Life Events:
Age 17 – Found a Sensei (Ashitaka Isamu, born August 21st, 1957 – 10th Dan Jūdōka). High School Student
Age 18 – Made enemies with a low ranking for corporate exec for causing him great humiliation and significant damage to his reputation. Joined the United States Marine Corps.
Age 19 – Made enemies with a superior officer who was exploiting men in her unit for her own personal gain. Brought it up higher and exposed her. Had a personal vendetta against Tyler. Marine Infantry.
Age 20 – Nothing notable happened this year.
Age 21 – Made enemies with his uncle (Travis Guerrero, born November 22nd, 1979) after a confrontation on leave. Whilst in a drunken stupor, instigated that Tyler was the cause of his mother’s death. Things escalated and ended on bad terms. Returns from leave and deployed to a combat zone. Involved in a massive explosion; massive internal damage, loss of left eye, left arm (at the forearm), and left leg (at the thigh). Clinically dead for one minute, thirty-nine seconds (a very long time to be, well… dead). Resuscitated and rebuilt. Marine Infantry.
Age 22 – Honorable discharge from United States Marine Corps (as a sergeant). Rekindled relationship with an old high school sweetheart (Macy Dailey, born March 7th, 1995). Nothing romantic… yet. Joined the Los Angeles Police Department as a police sergeant due to prior military service.
Age 23 – Made a friend and a mentor in the police force, Detective Jacob Gale.
Age 24 – Reconciled friendship with uncle. Promoted to detective meritoriously.
Age 25 – Made friends with a new recruit, fresh from the police academy, Officer Franklyn Nakamura.

Weapons:
Colt AMT Model 2000
Sternmeyer Stakeout 10
Monosharpened KA-BAR Fighting Knife (a holdover from the USMC)
15" Retractable Police Baton
Brass Knuckle Duster (a personal item)

Skills:
Pistol Marksmanship
Rifle Marksmanship
Interrogation/coercion
Streetwise
Awareness/notice
Martial Art – Judo
Weight Training
Pain Conditioning

Augmentations:
Cyber Eye, Left – Telescopic Lens, Micro-optics, Infrared, Targeting Scope
Cyber Arm, Left – Superchrome_® finish, tool hand
Cyber Leg, Left – RealSkinn^TM finish, hidden holster (for Colt AMT)

Equipment: On any given patrol, Tyler will have all five of his weapons either on his person or in his patrol vehicle. The two firearms are always fully loaded with one extra magazine apiece to spare and an additional five magazines apiece in the squad car’s trunk. In terms of armor, a Kevlar T-shirt worn as an undershirt with a heavy Kevlar laced jacket.

Handle(s):
"Krow" - Given to him by his 'crew', and used as an online username, as well.

Name:
Jason Helios

Occupation:
Thief/Graffiti Artist/Deviant

Age:
19, born on August 12, 2001

Birthplace:
New York, Bronx

Ethnicity:
Caucasian

Nationality:
American

Style:
Clothes – Practical, rugged clothes. Hoodies, vests, ripped jeans, worn sneakers, etc.
Hairstyle – Shaggy and black, messy pony-tail.
Affections – Scar along his jawline from knife fight, tattoo of a crow on his back.

Family Background:
Don't know. Probably living it up sweet somewhere, honestly.

Motivations:
Traits – Rebellious, confident, vulgar, clever/sharp-witted, sarcastic, self-reliant
Valued Person – His street family.
Value Most – He doesn't really know, honestly. Same as above, maybe.
Feelings Toward People – He's a pretty decent guy, morality-wise. People are people, some people are just dicks. He just doesn't have sympathy for those people.
Valued Possession – His bandana.

Life Events:
Age 0 - Thrown away to some ratty orphanage.
Age 3 - Learned how to take extra food when caretakers are asleep.
Age 5 - Ran away from orphanage after caretaker slapped him for stealing soup.
Age 6 - Met a few other orphans, all varying in ages. Stuck to them.
Age 8 - Began stealing from different carts and shops in the market. Learned parkour, how to defend himself, and how to use a knife from Johnny, an older brother in his crew.
Age 11 - Little Rosie killed when cops raided their rundown building of a base. Made his first kill here, with a little pocket knife. Began to learn streetfighting and other street skills from different shady characters. Began graffiti drawing on different settlements that he finds stupid and corrupt.
Age 15 - Made his first big steal after hopping cities with his crew. Learned to make home-made gadgets and weaponry such as smokebombs and flashbangs after experimentation in their new base.
Age 16 - With newfound money, purchases Augmentations in legs and arms to help out with life. Done with the town, they hopped on a cargo train, to go wherever it was going.
Age 18 - Arrived in Night City, found a nice big abandoned building for a base. Tricked it out with boobytraps and such for defense. Marcus had left the group in the middle of the train ride, to help out with another group of orphans they had found walking the tracks, leaving the group with only Johnny, Jason, and Vicky. Had another tussle with the cops - injured most of the squad after leading them on a chase through alleyways and setting up an ambush. Escaped back to base.
Age 19 - Mapped out the city - sewer tracks, different escape routes in major shops, rooftops units and alleyways.

Weapons:
The environment, and the enemy's own weapons.
Two razor-sharp trench knives made of a deep black and silver material - a gift from Johnny. Kept on his sides, underneath his clothing. A bunch of smaller throwing knives hidden under his clothing and in his sleeves.

Skills:
Streetfighting - Brutal, acrobatic, speedy. Goes for critical areas and fast takedowns.
Weaponry - Knives, blunt instruments, and a natural crackshot with firearms, although he doesn't like using bigger guns due to their loudness and bulkiness. Prefers to keep moving.
Parkour - Incredibly acrobatic and skilled in quick moving and fast movements. Cybernetics enhanced this.
Streetsmart - One of his greatest skills. Very skilled in thieving, pickpocketing, analyzing, moving through the streets and rooftops, knowing how to get information, and generally anything you learn growing up on the streets. Knows how to lie and cheat, and bluff his way out of trouble. Marcus taught him how to hack into fairly less-secured devices - IE guess their passwords.
A highly skilled graffiti artist, as well.

Augmentations:
His arms and legs were given pins in the joints, giving them better flexibility, strength, and power, although the appearance wasn't changed other than the visible black rods located in the joints.

Equipment:
Homemade flashbang pellets, a dozen or so, located in unnoticeable pockets on jeans.
Cybernetics. [Above]
Smoke pellets, located in their own pockets on the back of his jeans.
Lengths of razor-sharp wire, wrapped around his lower torso, and wrapped around his arms.

Handle(s):
"Jock" (Given to him by his pilot comrades)

Name:
Ian Bell

Occupation:
Police Officer/Pilot

Age:
29 - Born 12th of December 1991

Birthplace: Edinburgh

Ethnicity: Caucasian

Nationality: Scottish

Style:
Clothes – His harrington jacket is a staple in any outfit he wears. Other than that, t-shirts, jeans and trainers are what he usually wears.
Hairstyle – Short, shaggy hair reminicent of 'Oasis'. It is brown bordering on ginger.
Affections – A tattoo of the celtic football club logo with the words 'You'll never walk alone' tattooed under it. A large scar running above his mechanical leg showing where it was cut. A few smaller scars here and there over his body.

Family Background:
Mother - Maureen Bell - Deceased
Father - Alistair Bell - Deceased
Uncle - Callum Bell - Living in Glasgow
Ex-Wife - Marie Rennie - Divorced, living in France
Daughter - Cassandra Bell - Living with Marie in France

Motivations:
Traits – Sarky, banterous, cool under pressure, fun-loving.
Valued Person – Cassandra Bell
Value Most –Loyalty
Feelings Toward People – Every person is valued.
Valued Possession – The pocketwatch he inherited from his father.

Life Events:
Age 1 - Parents die in a fatal car crash, sent to live with uncle.
Age 13 - Began boxing as a past time.
Age 15 - Expelled from school after one too many fights.
Age 16 - Joined the British Royal Airforce.
Age 17 - Met his now ex wife while on leave.
Age 18 - Married his wife, daughter was born later in the year.
Age 20 - Placed in English flight squadron, gained nickname.
Age 25 - Shot down over the Falklands, loses leg, one member of squadron dies. Honourably discharged from RAF.
Age 26 - Worked as a plasterer after having a robotic leg paid for by the government. Divorced his ex wife after he discovered she had an affair with him while he was in the RAF.
Age 27 - Joined the police in the UK.
Age 28- Moved to America and acquired a job as an officer as well as a pilot within the police service.

Weapons:
M1911 Pistol
Nightstick

Skills:
Piloting - Planes especially but also helicopters.
Pistol Marksmanship
Rifle Marksmanship
Boxing Training
Fluent in French
Physically fit.

Augmentations:
Right leg replaced by a mechanical leg and overlayed by a skin-like synthetic.

Equipment:
Wears kevlar while on duty. Keeps his pistol strapped to his leg and his nightstick on his belt. Keeps any extra ammo within his vehicle and keeps some on his belt.

Handle(s): MoonMan (General Alias, on and offline)
Kat (Nickname)

Name: Katarina Durand

Occupation: Fixer

Age: 26, Born December 13, 1993.

Birthplace: Austin, Texas.

Ethnicity: Pale Caucasian.

Nationality: American.

Style:
Clothes – Generally dresses elegantly with short, dark dresses.
Hairstyle – Short black hair, sometimes worn in a bun.
Affections – Pale skin, nails painted deep red, deep red lipstick, mascara.

Family Background: Cut ties with family long ago.

Motivations:
Traits – Self-centered, hedonistic, resourceful, calculating, manipulative.
Valued Person – Herself
Value Most – Money and Power.
Feelings Toward People – A person is a tool, like any other. If it breaks, replace it.
Valued Possession – Her car.

Life Events:
December 13, 1993: Born

October 20, 2010: Meets a guy named Hank. Hank was a pretty calm kid, seemed alright, but he got Katarina in some trouble when the two got involved in some racketeering business

December 29, 2010: Katarina and Hank run away from their home to live their life of crime in Night City.

February 3, 2011: Katarina finds out how Hank has been hiding money from her and kills him.

February 4, 2011: Katarina sets up her own drug dealing operation.

July 17, 2016: Expands her dealing operations to include illicit firearms and body augmentations

September 20, 2017: Her operations collapse during a raid, Katarina is forced to start over.

October 10, 2017: Hires two thugs, Boris and Deone.

March 30, 2018: Deone dies, is replaced by Jim the same day.

Weapons:
Can easily obtain most firearms, however she usually has an FN-FAL near her at all times, as well as a switchblade.

Skills:
-Seduction
-Persuasion
-Firearms Marksmanship
-Streetwise
-Intimidation
-Driving

Augmentations:
-Cyber Eye, Right: Image Enhancement, Micro-Optics, Infrared.

Equipment:
-Van, windowless, armored, modified to increase speed.
-Her two bodyguards, both armed.
-Her weapons

Handle(s): Grinch. Manji.

Name: Joshua Mackey.



Occupation: Armed Guard for LA First Response (a mobile medical service). Also takes odd jobs as a private detective.

Age: 39.

Birthplace: Flint, Michigan.

Ethnicity: Caucasian.

Nationality: American.

Style:
Clothes – Cargo pants and loose, nondescript clothing. At work, LAFR uniform.
Hairstyle – Brown hair kept short with a medium or low fade.
Affections – Several scars on his chest, neck, and arms from shrapnel. A large scar on his lower back from a shotgun blast. Across his upper back, he has “I AM BECOME DEATH” in large black letters.

Family Background: His father was killed in in Central America while serving as a Navy Corpsman. His mother was killed when he was 17. She was in California on vacation when the Big One hit. He has one older brother who runs a large and successful gang in Las Vegas.

Motivations:
Traits – Determined. Headstrong. Reserved. Detached. Ethical. Avoids violence, but responds with unadulterated brutality (it’s either on or off).
Valued Person – No person in extremely high value. Has close bond with (my other character, name to be determined) who is an occasional business associate.
Value Most – Privacy. He hasn’t dealt with his past and may never. Hopes to fall in love. Respect and trust.
Feelings Toward People – He regards human life highly, but doesn’t allow people to get close to him. His mentality is that feelings lead to lose at some point.
Valued Possession – An old Marine Corps NCO coin.

Life Events: Joshua was born in 1981, when things were somewhat “normal” compared to today. He was young when technology took massive leaps and it shook up the world and started dividing nations and countries. One of his earlier important memories was losing his father, who was in the US Navy.

He was raised by his mother after that and she never really settled down with anyone as her life was devoted to raising two boys. Not long after the death of her father, the family moved to Las Vegas so that she could find better income. It wasn’t long after that that Joshua’s older brother ended up forming what started as a small gang, but ended up being one of the larger, more ruthless, and financially lucrative gangs on the West Coast.

While Joshua was never heavily invested in the gang like his brother, he did run with them but managed to avoid much trouble or getting involved with anything serious, unlike his brother. When he was 17, his mother decided to visit the coast of California, as she’d never seen the ocean, and ended up being killed in the massive earthquake that rocked the state. No longer having a mother or a father, and his brother being more concerned with gang life, he was on his own. He finished school and put away the money that was made when he sold the house he inherited, deciding he was going to join the military.

Having taken krav maga the majority of his life and scoring well on the placement tests, he decided to join the Navy and follow in his father’s footsteps. However, he ended up casually chatting with a Marine Corps recruiter and they talked about his father and the circumstances surrounding his death. The recruiter challenged Joshua slightly, saying why not protect Corpsmen, why not be the tip of the spear and go out and kill people like those that would hurt others. Why be passive? Why not take the fight to the enemy. Whether it was sincerity or merely a desire to fill the quota, Joshua took the bait and enlisted into the Marine Corps.

He originally worked in the Admin Field, much to his chagrin, but was force moved to work as a Military Police Officer, which he enjoyed more thoroughly—especially after getting sent to a tactical unit. It wasn’t long after that that his unit was mobilized and deployed in 2000. In what was a very unconventional move, the unit deployed in the U.S. to help quell the Y2K riots. It was very bloody and intense. Almost immediately after, his unit was deployed to put down a small coupe in South America where again, they seen some heavy combat. After just over 6 years, he ended his enlistment with an honorable discharge.

After that, he spent roughly 10 or 11 years doing security and military work for various Corporations. However, after a bloody several months spent fighting in the shadows of the Second Corps War, he decided he’d had enough of the military life. Luckily for him, not long after, the Third Corps War broke out.

At the age of 36, he began working for a company named First Response, a company that essentially provided ambulatory services for a price. This price however included certain guarantees and included armed guards to ensure that even in the most destitute of areas, services would be provided.

Additionally, he has worked side jobs doing private detective work. Joshua is generally solitary in nature. He carries much baggage from the many wars he’s fought and deals with it by avoiding people. He drinks occasionally but stays away from drugs.

Weapons:
SCAR HAMR X (7.62mm assault rifle).
Taurus Supreme Judge (Five 16 gauge shell revolver).
NAA Protector (.40 semi-automatic handgun).
KBAR VibroKnife.
Atlas Taser.
3 semtex direct-blast breaching grenades.
2 M67 hand grenades.
Two pairs of KevMesh pants and shirts.
Flak Jacket with MPI (modified protective inserts).

Skills: Pistol/Rifle marksman.
Corporate security tactics.
Police informant.
Streetwise.
Martial Arts – krav maga, boxing.
Search, Evade, Resist, Escape (SERE) training.
Non-lethal tactics.
Urban Combat Training.
Interrogation/Exploitation tactics.
Intimidation.

Augmentations:
E-Tech Ultra V (Cyberarm, right arm. With cybermodem and interface plugs and bug detector).
Voltan Focus (cybereye, right eye. Internal personal and combat HUD linked to deck. Low light and infra-red. Smart link synced).
NU Tech Spartan (neural processor. Installed Smart Link/Smart Gun system. Pain editor and reflex chip.)
Ford Industries MuscleMass (bioware. Left arm, both legs. Enhanced muscle mass and control).

Equipment: CompuTech Beacon (personal deck. Midlevel personal deck. Can be used for illegal decking on a low level but not built for decking professionally.)
Several mid to high range cameras and recording devices used when doing private investigating.

Handle(s):

• Black Blood - Earned this moniker thanks to his pet, which he carries around with him whenever possible*
• Mao Raksmei - Took the place of his original name. Will alternate between the two depending on who he's interacting with
• The Mechanic - His go to business alias

Name: Jacque Lucius Howell
Occupation: Fixer

Age: 25: May 6, 1994

Birthplace: Cape Town, South Africa

Ethnicity: Half black, half white

Nationality: Afrikaner

Style:
Clothes –

• Three piece suits- colors are strictly, black, white, neutral or any combination of the three, solid or stripped ties, black or brown dress shoes, expensive watches or bracelets
• Casual clothing- Jeans or cargo pants: strictly black, grey, or dark blue, t-shirts, long sleeve shirts, and tanks tops all vary in color and design, as do hoodies and jackets

Hairstyle – Slightly past shoulder length and braided, kept in a pony tail with one or two strands left free. May occasionally sport hair beads.
Affections –
and a healed over stab wound on his stomach from a deal that went sour, his nose is slightly crooked from taking a 2x4 to the face during another sour deal.

Family Background: He has absolutely zero clue where his biological family is now, or what they're doing. His adopted family is doing rather well off: His "father" is a king pin of sorts in Cambodia, dealing in just about everything you can imagine: smuggling, extortion, counterfeiting, bribery, you name it. His reach is vast in asia, stretching as far north as Nanchang, and as far south as Borneo. Even the Second Corp war has done little to dampen his operations. He's set his sights on the americas, however has only recently begun setting up shop there. Jacque's adoptive mother is aware of all of this, however she chooses to turn a blind eye to this provided her quality of life is not affected.
Motivations:
Traits – Manipulative, pragmatic, and extremely adaptable, usually focuses on long term gains rather than short term. Still retains some form of morality as he views assault, hostage taking, or murder as occasional and regrettable necessary evils. Extremely good at hiding his true feelings beneath an air of grace, though this facade can slip if continually pressured or allowed to indulge in his vices for too long.
Valued Person – No one.
Value Most – Power: to him there's absolutely nothing more important than securing your position at the top of the pedestal.
Feelings Toward People – Every person has their use, no matter how small. Jacque wouldn't go so far as to say that people are pawns; he even has a tenuous grasp on the idea that there is value to life and as such will attempt to avoid killing or severely harming someone unless it becomes what he views as a necessity.
Valued Possession – A four foot long, seven year old sumatran short tailed python (**known better as "Black Blood Pythons" for their dark coloration in comparison to other blood pythons) named Coal.



Weapons:

• Vector .45 SMG
• Sig Sauer p226
• Remington fast series folding knife

Skills:

• Cyber Tech: The guy knows his cybernetics, give him a quiet room, a piece of tech, and make sure he remembers to eat and drink and he'll learn that tech inside and out in a matter of days to a few weeks.
• Martial Art: Practiced pradal serey from his teenage years well into his early twenties.
• Awareness/notice: Nothing in his territory goes unnoticed for very long.
• Social: Very skilled in preforming with appropriate social etiquette, a charmer, though he can come off as a bit of a sycophant at times.
• Streetdeal: A damn good haggler, can get supplies cheaper than others.
• Forgery: Can make a counterfeit that's extremely difficult to tell from the real thing provided he knows what he's working with.
• Submachine gun: His weapon of choice. Knows how to use one effectively, he's no Rambo, but he does what he can.
• Know language: A polyglot, capable of speaking Khmer, Malay, French, and English. Very rough understanding of chinese.
• Persuasion/fast talker: A silver tongued devil, can lie, charm, or bribe his way into or out of anything within reason.
• Personal Grooming: He does his best to always look presentable.

Augmentations: None