So in the event that a spot opens up, here an idea for a character I have. The first character sheet is the long version, while the second one is the compressed part that has the character sheet that was given at the beginning of the OOC chat.
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>Trogd0r has logged in
Jackknife: Ugh, the script kiddie's back. Who let him in?
Trogd0r: Fuck off, Jackknife. Have you guys seen what went down in San Fran? Some wizzer-gang got decimated
War-luck: So? Those are usually made up dumbfucks that can't even light a match.
Trogd0r: Not these guys, they would take jobs from the Yakuza.
Jackknife: So? You do realize where you are, right?
Trogd0r: Shut up Jack-off, let me tell my story
War-luck: Let him talk. we get enough spam without you shitting it up yourself, Jackknife
Jackknife: w/e hurry it up already
Trogd0r: Alright so these aren't your usual wizkids, these freaks call themselves "The Order of The Black Ram" and were obviously Black Magicians
War-luck: LOL so they WERE drek-for-brains.
Trogd0r: I guess? Let me finish
Trogd0r: So anyway it looks like went and blew themselves up in some sort of ritual, not really surprising given what they were doing, but I got some crazy info from my contacts
Jackknife: What's crazy is you thinking we'd believe you have contacts
Trogd0r: STFU Jackknife!!!!! Anyway it turns out that these 3O or something guys were taken out by one guy all at the same time!
Jackknife: Why do replace zeroes and o's what is the 30's?
Jackknife: Oh I'm sorry, the '3O's?'
War-luck: Shut up, Jackknife I want to hear this
Trogd0r: *tips deck to War-luck* Thanks choomba
War-luck: Shut up tryhard and get on with it.
Trogd0r: :(
Trogd0r: Alright so there's guy that lives in the Ram's territory, and like usual were doing the usual wiz-bang stuff, set mundie's bags on fire scaring animals, hexing peoples gear the usual
Trogd0r: And they try doing this to this one elf dude and he blocks the kid so hard he's knocked on his ass and the blow back leaves him drained.
War-luck: So what? A wage-mage got into a dick-measuring contest with someone who gets their spells off of cock-tail napkins. What's the story?
Jackknife: LOL
Trogd0r: I'M GETTING TO THAT
Trogd0r: Anyway, it turns out this guy has an Orichalcum ring as a foci.
War-luck: Dayuuuum.
Jackknife: ???
War-luck: Orichalum is basically the Excalibur of magitech. Except the difference between Orichalcum and the usual stuff is like the difference between tri-vid and those old bunny-eared tvs. Honestly Jackknife I expect this sort of thing from Trogd0r, not you
Trogd0r: LOL
Jackknife: Ask me if I care
Trogd0r: So anyway, apparently these guys follow him home later and try to steal it along with anything else he has right? Anyway they break in but he's been waiting for them but andhe gets their hair and blood in the fight
War-luck: FUUUUUUUUUUU-
Trogd0r: Ya
Trogd0r: So anyways instead of nuking them on the spot he makes them take them back to their spot and robs them of everything they got!!!
War-luck: Alright, that's pretty schway.
Trogd0r: It get's better.
Trogd0r: So after he made off like a bandit without killing them they must have been pretty pissed and tried doing the same back to him so they use some hairs and stuff he left behind at their hideout and it turns out it was their own and they ended up setting themselves on fire!
War-luck: No way.
Trogd0r: Way! I did some digging from some street cams and matched his face to a 'dead' employee of Aztechnology
Jackknife: An Azzie using blood magic? What a surprise! /s
Trogd0r: rite? Anyway turns out this guy is bonafide 1st gen meta born in Mexico city. His name is Ramon Ramirez. Ran his own gang for a while as a chaos magician until Azetechnology scooped him up and sent him off to some uni in Europe. When he was done he did wet-work and infiltration and all that secret-agent stuff.
>Locke has logged in
Jackknife: You still haven't posted a pic
Jackknife: YO YO LOCKE IS HERE
War-luck: Hey there, Locke.
Locke: Greetings, chummers. What pictures are we talking about?
Trogd0r: Some Azzie mage that wiped the floor with some wiz-kids.
Jackknife: He doesn't look Mexican.
War-luck: What does he need to wear a sombrero?
Locke:Oh that's Smoke.
War-luck: You know him?
Locke:He's a shadowrunner. I've worked with him a few times.
Trogd0r: What's he like?
Locke: Well he's dependable, and he doesn't snitch or sell-out other members. Can be a bit arrogant but he keeps it professional with the Johnsons and in the field. Mostly.
Trogd0r: So he really does Blood Magic?
Locke: I've seen him do it once or twice but he rarely does it. He's a jack-of-all trades type though he doesn't use spirits as much as others and focuses on other things like infiltration, combat and utility spells.
War-luck: Why not?
Locke: I never asked. Why is there all this curiosity?
Jackknife: Trogd0rk was talking about how he got some black magicians to ice themselves.
Locke: Oh, do you mean that incident in San Francisco?
Trogd0r: Yeah, the one where he used their own blood against them to blow up their hideout.
Locke:???
Locke: Smoke didn't trick them into killing themselves with blood magic. He set the gasline that ran underneath the building on fire blowing it
up.
Jackknife: AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
Jackknife: I told you this kid didn't know what he was talking about.
War-luck: ROFLMAO I knew it was too good to be true. I can't believe I nearly fell for trash-d0r's story
Locke: Did he talk about the ring, the trapping, and the stealing? Because those parts did happen.
Trogd0r: <3
Trogd0r: So how is he running the streets if he's ex-Azzie? And why does he go by Smoke?
Locke: I assume by bribes. Those vials of blood that Aztechnology use for their higher level staff needs to be replaced. You can only put so much anti-coagulant in it before the blood is too diluted and you need a fresh batch. As for Smoke it has something to do with Tezcatlipoca though he doesn't worship any gods. At least not that I know of. It's all very non-sequitur. Anyway some people have come in to look at some artifacts so I have to run. And speaking of running; Digging into people's past is a good way to end up in an early grave, even by our standards. And serving up hot information about other runners won't earn you any friends, Trogd0r. I highly suggest you stop doing so immediately.
>Locke has logged out
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Jackknife: Ugh, the script kiddie's back. Who let him in?
Trogd0r: Fuck off, Jackknife. Have you guys seen what went down in San Fran? Some wizzer-gang got decimated
War-luck: So? Those are usually made up dumbfucks that can't even light a match.
Trogd0r: Not these guys, they would take jobs from the Yakuza.
Jackknife: So? You do realize where you are, right?
Trogd0r: Shut up Jack-off, let me tell my story
War-luck: Let him talk. we get enough spam without you shitting it up yourself, Jackknife
Jackknife: w/e hurry it up already
Trogd0r: Alright so these aren't your usual wizkids, these freaks call themselves "The Order of The Black Ram" and were obviously Black Magicians
War-luck: LOL so they WERE drek-for-brains.
Trogd0r: I guess? Let me finish
Trogd0r: So anyway it looks like went and blew themselves up in some sort of ritual, not really surprising given what they were doing, but I got some crazy info from my contacts
Jackknife: What's crazy is you thinking we'd believe you have contacts
Trogd0r: STFU Jackknife!!!!! Anyway it turns out that these 3O or something guys were taken out by one guy all at the same time!
Jackknife: Why do replace zeroes and o's what is the 30's?
Jackknife: Oh I'm sorry, the '3O's?'
War-luck: Shut up, Jackknife I want to hear this
Trogd0r: *tips deck to War-luck* Thanks choomba
War-luck: Shut up tryhard and get on with it.
Trogd0r: :(
Trogd0r: Alright so there's guy that lives in the Ram's territory, and like usual were doing the usual wiz-bang stuff, set mundie's bags on fire scaring animals, hexing peoples gear the usual
Trogd0r: And they try doing this to this one elf dude and he blocks the kid so hard he's knocked on his ass and the blow back leaves him drained.
War-luck: So what? A wage-mage got into a dick-measuring contest with someone who gets their spells off of cock-tail napkins. What's the story?
Jackknife: LOL
Trogd0r: I'M GETTING TO THAT
Trogd0r: Anyway, it turns out this guy has an Orichalcum ring as a foci.
War-luck: Dayuuuum.
Jackknife: ???
War-luck: Orichalum is basically the Excalibur of magitech. Except the difference between Orichalcum and the usual stuff is like the difference between tri-vid and those old bunny-eared tvs. Honestly Jackknife I expect this sort of thing from Trogd0r, not you
Trogd0r: LOL
Jackknife: Ask me if I care
Trogd0r: So anyway, apparently these guys follow him home later and try to steal it along with anything else he has right? Anyway they break in but he's been waiting for them but andhe gets their hair and blood in the fight
War-luck: FUUUUUUUUUUU-
Trogd0r: Ya
Trogd0r: So anyways instead of nuking them on the spot he makes them take them back to their spot and robs them of everything they got!!!
War-luck: Alright, that's pretty schway.
Trogd0r: It get's better.
Trogd0r: So after he made off like a bandit without killing them they must have been pretty pissed and tried doing the same back to him so they use some hairs and stuff he left behind at their hideout and it turns out it was their own and they ended up setting themselves on fire!
War-luck: No way.
Trogd0r: Way! I did some digging from some street cams and matched his face to a 'dead' employee of Aztechnology
Jackknife: An Azzie using blood magic? What a surprise! /s
Trogd0r: rite? Anyway turns out this guy is bonafide 1st gen meta born in Mexico city. His name is Ramon Ramirez. Ran his own gang for a while as a chaos magician until Azetechnology scooped him up and sent him off to some uni in Europe. When he was done he did wet-work and infiltration and all that secret-agent stuff.
>Locke has logged in
Jackknife: You still haven't posted a pic
Jackknife: YO YO LOCKE IS HERE
War-luck: Hey there, Locke.
Locke: Greetings, chummers. What pictures are we talking about?
Trogd0r: Some Azzie mage that wiped the floor with some wiz-kids.
Jackknife: He doesn't look Mexican.
War-luck: What does he need to wear a sombrero?
Locke:Oh that's Smoke.
War-luck: You know him?
Locke:He's a shadowrunner. I've worked with him a few times.
Trogd0r: What's he like?
Locke: Well he's dependable, and he doesn't snitch or sell-out other members. Can be a bit arrogant but he keeps it professional with the Johnsons and in the field. Mostly.
Trogd0r: So he really does Blood Magic?
Locke: I've seen him do it once or twice but he rarely does it. He's a jack-of-all trades type though he doesn't use spirits as much as others and focuses on other things like infiltration, combat and utility spells.
War-luck: Why not?
Locke: I never asked. Why is there all this curiosity?
Jackknife: Trogd0rk was talking about how he got some black magicians to ice themselves.
Locke: Oh, do you mean that incident in San Francisco?
Trogd0r: Yeah, the one where he used their own blood against them to blow up their hideout.
Locke:???
Locke: Smoke didn't trick them into killing themselves with blood magic. He set the gasline that ran underneath the building on fire blowing it
up.
Jackknife: AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
Jackknife: I told you this kid didn't know what he was talking about.
War-luck: ROFLMAO I knew it was too good to be true. I can't believe I nearly fell for trash-d0r's story
Locke: Did he talk about the ring, the trapping, and the stealing? Because those parts did happen.
Trogd0r: <3
Trogd0r: So how is he running the streets if he's ex-Azzie? And why does he go by Smoke?
Locke: I assume by bribes. Those vials of blood that Aztechnology use for their higher level staff needs to be replaced. You can only put so much anti-coagulant in it before the blood is too diluted and you need a fresh batch. As for Smoke it has something to do with Tezcatlipoca though he doesn't worship any gods. At least not that I know of. It's all very non-sequitur. Anyway some people have come in to look at some artifacts so I have to run. And speaking of running; Digging into people's past is a good way to end up in an early grave, even by our standards. And serving up hot information about other runners won't earn you any friends, Trogd0r. I highly suggest you stop doing so immediately.
>Locke has logged out
Name: Ramon "Smoke" Ramirez
Age: 47
Appearance: About as scruffy as an elf can get, Smoke's body is covered in a plethora of occult tattoos that only stop at his wrists and his collar bone so that he may have some semblance of professionalism when doing business such as when talking to a Johnson.
Class/Specialization: Magician/Infiltration
Backstory: Being of the first generation of metahumans Ramon found what would most likely have already been a hard life even harder living in the slums of Mexico-city. The son of a mechanic and a nurse, Ramon found it hard to stay on the straight and narrow as he constantly faced persecution from those around him and wound up in the gang life. After nearly being brained by a rival gang's member Ramon's powers first manifested in a smatter of gore that reduced his would be killer to a pulp. While initially-terrified he became obsessed with learning more and more as stories from across the world spread about the return of magic. Not partial to any sort of religion or culture in general, Ramon sought out whatever would give him new results thus labeling him as a chaos magician. As his knowledge and powers grew, Ramon lead his own gang of meta-humans until he picked up enough steam to be seen by Aztechnology. Eager to leave the gang life and provide for his parents he signed on the dotted line and got not only a great paying job, but a full ride to a university in the Allied German States. While for some time the surprisingly quick-witted boy worked as a lab-assistant for research the higher ups vetting his background realized that he was better suited for a different position and assigned him to corporate sabotage where he would spy, steal, and even kill for his employers. For some years Ramon lived happily like this, until for reasons only known to him, he quit the corporate life. For the past seven years Ramon has been an active shadowrunner going under the moniker, Smoke.
Personality: Due to the enviorment that he was raised in, Smoke has some prejudices against non-metas and the rich while Smoke was a very angry person growing up, he has learned to deal with his prejudices, or at least keep them from getting in the way of the job. Often dealing with his agitation through a thin veneer of sarcasm. Ironically enough he doesn't believe that awakened are innately superior to others. Just himself.
Equipment: Hammerli620S (w/Silencer,) Armor Jacket, Orichalcum ring foci (left hand)
Age: 47
Appearance: About as scruffy as an elf can get, Smoke's body is covered in a plethora of occult tattoos that only stop at his wrists and his collar bone so that he may have some semblance of professionalism when doing business such as when talking to a Johnson.
Class/Specialization: Magician/Infiltration
Backstory: Being of the first generation of metahumans Ramon found what would most likely have already been a hard life even harder living in the slums of Mexico-city. The son of a mechanic and a nurse, Ramon found it hard to stay on the straight and narrow as he constantly faced persecution from those around him and wound up in the gang life. After nearly being brained by a rival gang's member Ramon's powers first manifested in a smatter of gore that reduced his would be killer to a pulp. While initially-terrified he became obsessed with learning more and more as stories from across the world spread about the return of magic. Not partial to any sort of religion or culture in general, Ramon sought out whatever would give him new results thus labeling him as a chaos magician. As his knowledge and powers grew, Ramon lead his own gang of meta-humans until he picked up enough steam to be seen by Aztechnology. Eager to leave the gang life and provide for his parents he signed on the dotted line and got not only a great paying job, but a full ride to a university in the Allied German States. While for some time the surprisingly quick-witted boy worked as a lab-assistant for research the higher ups vetting his background realized that he was better suited for a different position and assigned him to corporate sabotage where he would spy, steal, and even kill for his employers. For some years Ramon lived happily like this, until for reasons only known to him, he quit the corporate life. For the past seven years Ramon has been an active shadowrunner going under the moniker, Smoke.
Personality: Due to the enviorment that he was raised in, Smoke has some prejudices against non-metas and the rich while Smoke was a very angry person growing up, he has learned to deal with his prejudices, or at least keep them from getting in the way of the job. Often dealing with his agitation through a thin veneer of sarcasm. Ironically enough he doesn't believe that awakened are innately superior to others. Just himself.
Equipment: Hammerli620S (w/Silencer,) Armor Jacket, Orichalcum ring foci (left hand)
