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FourtyTwoNIKOLAI DRAGOVICH
Age: 29
Gender:Male
Faction:
Appearance:As Picture, but with Heavier Armor on louder jobs
Cyberware:
- Body and Head Armor Plates (More Armor than Subdermals, at the cost of always showing it off. Also, showering is a bitch and a half.)
- Gorilla Arms (For when you need to rip a gonk head right off or a HMG from a Minotaur. No, the HMG in my room has nothing to do with this.)
- Berserk OS (Subtlety? Inconspicuous? None of that now, we're gonna go get us our Blaze o’ Glory!)
- Opti-Shield Eyes System (An Older model, it swaps the Kiroshi zoom and anti-recording functions for Anti-Dazzle and Low-Light ones.)
- CyberAudio (Installed after being painfully reminded that flashbangs have a bang. Fitted with a Level Dampener so that another flashbang incident doesn't happen.)
Cyberware To-get:
Nasal filters so that you don’t have to deal with those pesky gasses
An Half-Decent ICE so that you don't get insta-gibbed by every half-competent netrunner that's able to upload a quickhack.
General body reinforcing implants(bone and lace,titanium bones etc etc.)
- Metal Armor (Clunky, and everyone will call you a Dough-Boy, but nothing stop bullets quite as well except going full borg. And who has the money for that?)
- “Casual” Wear (For when you aren’t on a Guns'a'Blazing Mission. Stylish, don’t clank everywhere,nobody will give you more than a glance for it and still armored enough to be worth wearing)
- Modified Budget Arms Carnage (For when you want someone dead not only in this life, but the next one as well. Modified for Reliability after his last one broke down in the middle of a shoot-out, This Carnage would still be able to shoot even if used as a Bat against a Minotaur. No, that didn’t happen, Shut up.)
- Militech Mk. 31 HMG (“Permanently Borrowed” after a particularly heated Gig, this heavy machine gun rarely sees use, as it is far too cumbersome for one-man gigs and most of the time cost too much to be worth it. But when the time comes? This beast Shines, and all in its path wish they weren’t on the wrong side of it.)
Despite the name, Nikolai was born in Night City. Unfortunately for him, stereotypes run deep in NC, and so his parents were Scavs. A happy little Incident, though they never called him that. For some reason, they brought the newborn to conception, and raised him in their Hideout. Though even that was cut short when a Solo Team swept through and cleared them out. He survived by hiding inside one of the craters holding Chrome.
And now Nikolai,at fourteen years of age, had no home and no education besides how to better club someone over the head and rip their inside out. Fortunately for him, a “Kid-Gang” decided to pick a fight with him, and after seeing his prowess decided to “Recruit” him. Nikolai didn’t complain much about this new state of affair, it wasn’t like he had anything better to do anyway.
Some years have gone by, and the Kiddie gang come to accept Nikolai as one of their own, mostly thanks to his ability to punch someone into oblivion.
But this is Night City, and nothing ever lasts. An informant leaked a treasure trove left by a fixer and before they knew it, they walked right into a trap. Professionals, Actual Solos, against some gun-totin kids. The results were obvious. The trap too in hindsight, but kids are gonks, though adults aren’t much better.
Most of the gang laid dead, the few survivors scattering to the wind. Nikolai got away with an Arm lighter,and he swore off of Gangs, because people are gonks, and he should make his own stupid decisions instead of letting others do them for him.
A bad decision and a couple years later, Nikolai got himself a proper job at 20 as a Corpo Huscle. He still didn’t know how he landed the job, but the benefits of all expenses paid and free replacement cyberware for only a five year contract hooked him.
Though, to be fair, his Charge kinda gave away the reason. A gonk even by corpo standards, he was a “Daredevil” that wished to experience the dangerous side of NC, and his daughter arranged for a guard detail for him.
That meant wearing a scratchy suit,24 hour work hours and frequent “expeditions” in the Combat Zone. At least the food was good.
Obviously this being Night City, and the gonk being the gonk he is, decided that they should try something “new”, and tried to spectate one of those fight arenas that frequently crop up in the area. Unfortunately he decided the one Arena Maelstrom and Animal decided to fight over.
Another Arm, half his face and a grouchy client later, his service was terminated effect immediately because and he quote “Blocked me from seeing the sights and splattered blood all over me while manhandling me!”.
His daughter saw sense thankfully, and still finalized payment for a job well done, though still not the full amount owed, probably because she’s a corpo and fucking people over is in their blood. And so Nikolai Sweared off working for a Corpo full-time ever again, because the Corpos fuck everyone, but especially those working for the Corpo.
Fortunately for him, it seemed like the fight went Viral, because after fixing himself a new Arm and getting himself a new look(Armoring up was, funnily enough, far cheaper than the reconstruction needed to fix his face), he was contacted by a certain Regina Jones. She explained that she had done some digging, and asked about his current mental condition. After ascertaining that he wasn’t going cyberpsycho and was quite calm(“Too calm about it” were her words), He got himself a new job offer. Regina was gonna pass him a few gigs, and see if he was merc material, and the only thing he needed to do beside the jobs, was to report to her any Cyberpsycho-like symptom he may experience. Seeing as Gangs and Corpos were out, and the chance of finding gainful employment was at an all-time low now with his new visage, he readily accepted.
Strangely enough, even with this being Night City, things didn’t end up as they always did for Nikolai. The gigs ended well, he got paid enough to finally get himself some decent, not-scratchy chrome and gear, his contact got passed to other fixers and he got himself the reputation of a merc that could be trusted to do the job, as long as there wasn’t too much sneaking around. Hell, He even got invited to the Afterlife on his 25th birthday. Things were looking up for once.
Then Arasaka gets wiped off the map and militech comes in, and for once, Nikolai life didn’t explode. New Blood and power blocks came to the city, but things were good. Obviously things were going to shit even more than normal, but for a merc? Now was a high time to get that Blaze o’Glory that everyone chased after. Not that Nikolai really understood why, but hey, it was something to strive forward, and the benefits of doing so were great as long as…you know, didn’t die.
