Note: still a work in progress as of this moment, should be done pretty soon
P R O F I L E
This pompous procurer of pleasures playful, provocative and perverse fancies himself to be an up-and-coming player in the Night City foodchain, even giving himself the clever(?) and catchy(?) nickname 3D.
But what does the self-designated diminutive mean, you ask? It depends on who you're asking: the man himself would tell you that it stands for Del the Debonair Dandy or some variation thereof that's just as pretentious-sounding if not more; people who like Del a little less than he likes himself might say something like Del the Dickish Devil; and finally, to a lot of his haters he's merely Del the Dirty Degenerate and little else.
In any case, there are still more words in the dictionary to describe the Fixer as he currently is: disarming, detached, deft, even dedicated and dependable for a glorified pimp such as he; and throughout his colorful career running the edge never was he, or ever will be, docile, doddering, domineering, or God forbid, disrespectful.
However, a recent, rueful twist of fate has brought 3D low, leaving him destitute and downtrodden – not unlike the way he once was when he first arrived in the City of Dreams.
D A Y S - G O N E
The son of Nomads Tyrone (“TJ”) and LaToya (“LJ”) Jenkins, Delroy or “DJ” as he was known back then ran jobs with his parents for the Steel Vaqueros as soon as he was barely tall enough to drive. Accusations of skimming got the Jenkinses kicked out of the Salinas-based Nomad Pack and forced the family of three to go to ground in Night City for lack of better places to go.
While losing one's childhood home was a massive pain in itself, even worse was seeing even the little love his parents used to have one another go away for good, and while they continued to live together out of habit, nothing the young Nomad did could ever make Tyrone and LaToya see eye to eye on anything ever again. Frustrated and tearful, Delroy gathered up all the eddies he had saved up to that point and left them for his parents with a note that read “I'm sorry I couldn't do anything to help,” then drove off into the night with Tyrone's battered Mahir Supron FS3.
The years that followed went by in a blur as he drove gigs for various Fixers and their motley teams, all the while making sure to never get himself caught in the crossfire whenever shit got down and got real as it often did. It was in the course of his driving career that he made the acquaintance of a Solo named Zhenya Makarova (nicknamed “the Mad Bitch” by The Street) as they often found themselves working together for different employers as wheelman and heavy, respectively. It was also around this time that he started playing cabbie to streetwalkers of all stripes as a side hustle between gigs.
While the Beast from the East relished the thrill of car chases and getting shot at, the more conflict-averse Nomad secretly hated being everyone and their mother's chauffeur of choice even though people kept telling him that driving was the one thing he was really good at. They were wrong, Del thought, for he believed deep down that a lot of the shit he kept finding himself in could've been smoothed over somehow if only everyone involved were to lower their weapons even for a moment to hear him out.
No longer interested in risking getting shot in the head for his trouble (Delroy observed that smarter enemies would often try gunning for the driver first), the Nomad began to ignore offers of gigs from his old employers in favor of driving sex workers from place to place, both independents and those attached to pimps or madams or sometimes even some high-end agency. He earned a lot less than he used to at first, until the idea came to him to help them “market” their “goods” to clients who could pay more in exchange for a significant cut of their earnings. The Night City creatures of the night were doubtful of Del at first, until some ladyboys who were regular passengers of his kept gushing about how the driver helped them score some high-paying johns who up until that time didn't realize they had a thing for chicks with dicks all along.
(to be continued)
M E M O R I E S
Zhenya "Zen" Makarova - Del's go-to gun thug like Del was her go-to wheelman back in the day. Works as Del's bodyguard when he meets with high-powered gangsters and corpos, as additional security during big occasions at his pleasure place, and as his enforcer during those times when words and offers just fail and all that's left to do is to unleash on those stupid schmucks the meanest and maddest bitch there is. Del has no idea what she does with her hard-earned eddies.
Del's Darlingz - Those escorts and entertainers knew what they were getting into when they joined Del's outfit of their own volition, he made sure of that. Those that survived the raid on the bordello have gone into hiding all over Night City and even beyond, and it shouldn't be too difficult for a Fixer like Del to find each and every one of them and reestablish ties once more.
G E A R & C Y B E R N E T I C S
D E L R O Y J E N K I N S
◄ 45 ▎ MALE ▎ 5'9" ►
◄ 45 ▎ MALE ▎ 5'9" ►
P R O F I L E
This pompous procurer of pleasures playful, provocative and perverse fancies himself to be an up-and-coming player in the Night City foodchain, even giving himself the clever(?) and catchy(?) nickname 3D.
But what does the self-designated diminutive mean, you ask? It depends on who you're asking: the man himself would tell you that it stands for Del the Debonair Dandy or some variation thereof that's just as pretentious-sounding if not more; people who like Del a little less than he likes himself might say something like Del the Dickish Devil; and finally, to a lot of his haters he's merely Del the Dirty Degenerate and little else.
In any case, there are still more words in the dictionary to describe the Fixer as he currently is: disarming, detached, deft, even dedicated and dependable for a glorified pimp such as he; and throughout his colorful career running the edge never was he, or ever will be, docile, doddering, domineering, or God forbid, disrespectful.
However, a recent, rueful twist of fate has brought 3D low, leaving him destitute and downtrodden – not unlike the way he once was when he first arrived in the City of Dreams.
D A Y S - G O N E
The son of Nomads Tyrone (“TJ”) and LaToya (“LJ”) Jenkins, Delroy or “DJ” as he was known back then ran jobs with his parents for the Steel Vaqueros as soon as he was barely tall enough to drive. Accusations of skimming got the Jenkinses kicked out of the Salinas-based Nomad Pack and forced the family of three to go to ground in Night City for lack of better places to go.
While losing one's childhood home was a massive pain in itself, even worse was seeing even the little love his parents used to have one another go away for good, and while they continued to live together out of habit, nothing the young Nomad did could ever make Tyrone and LaToya see eye to eye on anything ever again. Frustrated and tearful, Delroy gathered up all the eddies he had saved up to that point and left them for his parents with a note that read “I'm sorry I couldn't do anything to help,” then drove off into the night with Tyrone's battered Mahir Supron FS3.
The years that followed went by in a blur as he drove gigs for various Fixers and their motley teams, all the while making sure to never get himself caught in the crossfire whenever shit got down and got real as it often did. It was in the course of his driving career that he made the acquaintance of a Solo named Zhenya Makarova (nicknamed “the Mad Bitch” by The Street) as they often found themselves working together for different employers as wheelman and heavy, respectively. It was also around this time that he started playing cabbie to streetwalkers of all stripes as a side hustle between gigs.
While the Beast from the East relished the thrill of car chases and getting shot at, the more conflict-averse Nomad secretly hated being everyone and their mother's chauffeur of choice even though people kept telling him that driving was the one thing he was really good at. They were wrong, Del thought, for he believed deep down that a lot of the shit he kept finding himself in could've been smoothed over somehow if only everyone involved were to lower their weapons even for a moment to hear him out.
No longer interested in risking getting shot in the head for his trouble (Delroy observed that smarter enemies would often try gunning for the driver first), the Nomad began to ignore offers of gigs from his old employers in favor of driving sex workers from place to place, both independents and those attached to pimps or madams or sometimes even some high-end agency. He earned a lot less than he used to at first, until the idea came to him to help them “market” their “goods” to clients who could pay more in exchange for a significant cut of their earnings. The Night City creatures of the night were doubtful of Del at first, until some ladyboys who were regular passengers of his kept gushing about how the driver helped them score some high-paying johns who up until that time didn't realize they had a thing for chicks with dicks all along.
(to be continued)
M E M O R I E S
Zhenya "Zen" Makarova - Del's go-to gun thug like Del was her go-to wheelman back in the day. Works as Del's bodyguard when he meets with high-powered gangsters and corpos, as additional security during big occasions at his pleasure place, and as his enforcer during those times when words and offers just fail and all that's left to do is to unleash on those stupid schmucks the meanest and maddest bitch there is. Del has no idea what she does with her hard-earned eddies.
Del's Darlingz - Those escorts and entertainers knew what they were getting into when they joined Del's outfit of their own volition, he made sure of that. Those that survived the raid on the bordello have gone into hiding all over Night City and even beyond, and it shouldn't be too difficult for a Fixer like Del to find each and every one of them and reestablish ties once more.
G E A R & C Y B E R N E T I C S
"aka the shit I'm stuck with for now"
Agent - The most powerful tool in Del's arsenal, second only to his people skills. Allows him to surf and scan the Data Pool, record audio and video, and issue gigs to his associates among other things.
Disposable Cell Phones - For those times he doesn't want to be tracked.
Smart Glasses - Has a lot of uses, but in Del's case it's mostly for lipreading.
Disposable Cell Phones - For those times he doesn't want to be tracked.
Smart Glasses - Has a lot of uses, but in Del's case it's mostly for lipreading.
Del's Pimp Suit - Deliberately gaudy and ostentatious to conceal all that Kevlar® and plastic meshes woven into the fabric, but also because Del's so into Neokitsch being a pimp and all.
Del's Deadly Swagga Stick - Actually a Japanese cane-sword given by Shin Kanzaki as a token of friendship and gratitude.
Sanroo HelloCutie - Literally the gun Del had in hand when he fled his pimp palace, as he was thinking of new ways to promote the sassy sidearm to a wider audience just moments before; not exactly Del's preferred piece but it'll have to do for now.
The heat Del's packing.
Del's Deadly Swagga Stick - Actually a Japanese cane-sword given by Shin Kanzaki as a token of friendship and gratitude.
Sanroo HelloCutie - Literally the gun Del had in hand when he fled his pimp palace, as he was thinking of new ways to promote the sassy sidearm to a wider audience just moments before; not exactly Del's preferred piece but it'll have to do for now.
The heat Del's packing.
"Da Pimpmobile" - Or so he insists on calling it. Del's current ride and mobile office, a rickety old Makigai MaiMai P126 obtained from an impound lot. Again, not his preferred choice of wheels; Del's OG Pimpmobile, a Herrera Outlaw GTS he left back at the palace, must've been stripped or stolen by now if not outright totaled.
Del's "Pimpmobile."
Del's "Pimpmobile."
