[OOC] Closed - Failure to Thrive

[Zombiedude101]

Mine's in the works, I've had college again this week so been fleshing out the general idea of things.

[Zombiedude101]

Got a WIP CS for you here.

WIP

Who are you? - Alec Shevchenko, still keeping a few paces ahead of the past.

Name: Aleksey “Lyosha” Shevchenko

Gender: Male

Age: 34

Appearance: Wiry frame, standing at about 5’10. Blue eyes, with charcoal-shaded hair. Left arm clearly replaced with a prosthetic from the shoulder down, with a few faded surgical scars along his torso.

Photo Reference

Personality: Certain elements seem clear within Alec; that he’s experienced both avenues of life, legitimate or otherwise, and has learned quite a few hard truths as a consequence of this, becoming a little jaded as a consequence. Having experienced the reality of what image and power really are, he holds a rather cynical view towards the current attitudes that many in modern society seem to hold, particularly those who obsess other the aesthetics of their prosthetic implants or which designer clothes they wear. Elsewise, he still believes in at least one thing; loyalty, on his part at any rate. Call him old fashioned, but despite all that he’s learned over the years, he’s never been able to set aside the sense of loyalty that his old man instilled in him.

Skills and Abilities:

Alec bears a certain familiarity and proficiency with run-of-the-mill firearms such as pistols, shotguns and rifles.

Alec’s prosthetic arm is capable of feats of strength and durability that would be impossible for or otherwise crush a flesh-and-bone limb, although as a consequence he is subject to a higher calorie burn rate in order to maintain such capacity. At least it beats going to the gym.

Background: Take this opportunity to show me where your character came from. Take as long as you like to be reasonably complete. If there are secrets you want to expose through the game, that's fine (Though I'd like to know them so I can work them into the story). Write a biography, a short story, a vignette. Heck, carve a sculpture if you like.

It’s said that children often follow in the footsteps of their parents where possible, and Alec was never one to disappoint. His father was, incidentally, a first-generation immigrant whose parents had left the crumbling remains of the Eastern Bloc in the nineties to one of the lower-class districts of the city and wound up becoming entangled in its shadier elements and, with some luck thrown in, met the right people with the same interests.

The story here is quite telling already; Alec noticed how his father had managed to afford a nice house close to the seafront with a classy beamer to go along with it, despite only working a ‘security’ gig in the nightclub sector for a ‘close friend’, and decided that he wanted the same. Knowing the right people made things easy at first, and with a few... introductions courtesy of the old man, Alec too, found himself entangled in this lifestyle, yet things would not end well.

Circumstances beyond Alec’s control led him to lose two things he considered quite dear and personal; his left arm, and his father (sentenced to life without parole) which led him to find a new form of employment in the security sector, working for a contractor that often ran gigs for the various companies operating within the city. With his job, he could afford a new arm, a decent apartment and a not-so-classy car, and overall he considered himself lucky, his gaze set just a few steps ahead of the past.

There's a few aspects I'd rather PM to you rather than outright state here.

[Naril]

Oh, yay! I'd started to wonder if I was going to see any more replies. :3

I'm always available via PM. I can also give you my Skype handle, if that's easier for you. I'll get to reading after I finish cooking dinner.

[Shotgun Bear]

Oh, man.

I kinda want this.

I kinda want this a lot really bad very much.

I'm just... I'm just going to dangle my interest here. I used to play a lot of Shadowrun-styled Pathfinder/3.5e, and this whole playing with the augmentation of reality and the access of networks through neural rapport really just... Bangs my bell.

Even if I don't get a CS rolling for this on time, this has me itching to fashion a character for't.

I, too, dig your writing style, by the by. It's verbose without being pedantic and there's a certain reality--urbanity? Humanity?--to it. There is some top-shelf goodness to the way you provide exposition and it definitely excites my creative drive.

TL;DR: You write well. I like it. I like cyberpunk. I like your take on non-dominant AI. I like writing about augmented characters what use prostheses as enhancements rather than facsimiles. I'm going to go draw a lady and then write the hell out of her bio.

[Naril]

Hiya!

@Shotgun Bear

Aw, thanks. You know how to make a girl feel special. :3 You have time, feel free to write up a character. I'll love to read it!

@Zombiedude101

I have some things I'm mulling over about this character. I've only had time for a brief look over what you've sent me, so look forward to some more thoughts in a bit. :3

@Everyone else

Now, I'm not trying to be a spoilsport or Miss Bossy-Boots, but at this point I have seen, here, in PMs, and in other conversations, four character ideas who are members of, on the run from, or are associated with, Russian cartels. I'm not really sure why this is, but I will say I'll be very likely accepting only one character from that kind of background. There are plenty of other places characters in a cyberpunk can come from. :3

Carry on!

[Naril]

Hello everyone!

My apologies on being a little busier than I expected for the last couple of days, but I'll be replying to PMs shortly. :3

Edit: Okay, actually, I think I'm done here. Thanks for the interest, but at this point trying to get this going just makes me feel tired.