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2086 - A Cyberpunk RP

I might have not put some necessary details to match my imagination, but what I have in mind for my character is that I took some influences from the tropes we had in classic Assassin's Creed games (back when they were not RPGs), and maybe some Watch Dogs techs. Skill and personality-wise, I imagined her to be similar to Agent 47, while also being a woman living in cyberpunk setting with the background I told for her history.

I might have some detail enhancements in the CS, but it won't wander that far from the themes I mentioned above.

[CLOSED NEW THREAD OPEN]

Brings out seven dragon balls and summon Shenron, ask him to reset the universe.

Urban Shadows 2 - The Ectoplasmic Boogaloo

@Dark Cloud the quickstart for second edition is legally free (pay what you want) in drivethrurpg

2086 - A Cyberpunk RP

I just realized that this was posted under "Free", might got a bit overkill for my character depth, lol

2086 - A Cyberpunk RP

Suzy Chen

_{Credit to miura-n315 for the faceclaim.}

"They created their own destruction, their own demon, I am."

Name: Suzy Chen

Gender: Female

Race: Asian

Nationality: Native Citizen of Nova City

Age: 25

Occupation:
Daytime - IT Consultant; your typical corpo-lady of materialistic hedonism
Nighttime - Underground Racer, Cage Fighter, Black-Hat Netrunner; freelancing on whichever the job-list in the dark web offered

"Family":
- Gerald Constantine Pard a.k.a. Gecko (Alive)
A loyal med-tech, once employed under a business protected by Suzy's "family". Gecko now owned a workshop where people got cybernetic enhancement and maintenance, both for aesthetics and technical functionalities. He also helped Suzy in installing, upgrading, and maintaining her cybernetic enhancements. Beyond that, he also served as Suzy's fixers, connecting her to the important information and freelancing opportunities around the Street of Nova City.

Vehicle: Cruiser-type Motorcycle, with Neural Link and storage to keep her guns

Equipment:
Common
- Agent (Glasses in shape and performs like a smartphone, able to make phone calls and serve as PDA, with necessary software for secondary net-running)
Daytime/Disguise
- Armorjack Blazer Suit (looks like a typical corpo lady, but enough to resist damage from knife cuts and small arms)
- Concealable Handgun
- Concealable Blade
Freelancing
- Silenced Handgun + SMG (it's "plus" not "and")
- Retractable Blade (worn on lower arm)
- Any small arms in varying calibers and specifications, depend on the nature of the job
- Armorjack Bodysuit (skintight fit, but enough to resist damage from knife cuts and small arms)
- Armorjack Helmet, with Link to Agent and Cyberaudio Suite

Cybernetics: (What is your character augmented with? These could be anything within reason. Are there any weaknesses or drawbacks to their cybernetic implants?)
- Interface Plug [Allows digital processing to be perceived as sensory stimuli]
- Neural Link [Allows direct mental connection to devices like computers, vehicles, or anything with interface consoles]
- Bioware (Toxin Binder, Enhanced Antibodies, Skin Weave, Muscle & Bone Lace) [Anything that makes her physical capabilities better than normal human without deforming her outer looks]

Cybernetics Caveat:
- Net-running through her embedded interface plug would require Suzy to stay still and close to the port as her sensory got flooded with information emulated from the jacking-in process. The monolithic enhancement of her cybernetics also created a drawback that any net-running conducts would also affect her hormonal condition.

Skills:
- Netrunning
- Close-quarter combat
- Small arms combat
- Land vehicle driving

Personality:
OCEAN Profile:
- O: Creative and Adaptive
- C: Disciplined
- E: Ambivert
- A: Critical and Meritocratic
- N: Calm and Confident
Archetype: INTJ
Alignment: Chaotic Good/Neutral

Likes:
- Precision
- Classical philosophy
- Natural non-cyber aesthetics
- Her physical appearance

Dislike:
- Dehumanized Cyberware users
- Her family's rival gang

Backstory:
All had been pretty normal for Suzy up until she reached the early years of her adulthood. Born as a member of the wealthy household in Nova City, she once had all the privilege to enjoy the life in the upper class society, better than most citizens. One would consider the household where Suzy belonged possessed some kind of conglomerated enterprise as their facade. Of course, such enterprise could never thrive in such age without dealing with the shady nature not unlike the classical mafia.

However, everything plummeted when a rival nemesis took everything from Suzy's family. They lose all their assets in a series of aggressive takeovers. Indeed, some more unethical approaches also happened behind the face of legal conducts. There were blackmailing and even assassination targeted onto the key staffs of the family business. Being the only heir of her parents --and her family fortunes, Suzy was targeted too. It happened in an unfortunate night, when Suzy had a vacation with a suitor previously introduced to the family. The man who was supposed to be Suzy's potential partner had been persuaded through blackmailing and served as a double agent for the rival family. His mission was to eliminate Suzy and finalize their plan in destroying her household's fortune through chaotic inheritance scheming, completing their feuds.

In such vulnerably exposed condition, unarmed and undressed for the night, Suzy's experience of betrayal got planted deep in her heart, so was the searing metal that entered her abdomen, damaging her innards. The man could not bear to put a headshot on Suzy, so he allowed her to experience the painful torture of the gunshot wound and the slow death of bleeding out. The guilt was so deep as the man witnessed Suzy's agony in her convulsions. He committed suicide right in front of Suzy, after a simple apology.

Fortunately, the Trauma Team was quick to arrive. While the man had already met his demise, Suzy still had her chance to live. However, they needed to place some cybernetics augmentation for Suzy to support her damaged inner organ. Beneath her soft alabaster abdominal skin-graft, Suzy now possessed some metabolic support system that allowed her to continue living. However, the incident had changed her perspective on life; Suzy believed that the burden of family feuding had fallen onto her shoulders. She further added some enhancement of her cybernetic suit that the set now allowed her to perform physical feats similar to high-performing athletes of the past, back when Olympics was a trend. She also had some resistance against poisons and diseases, augmented by the enhanced antibody and toxin binder inside her. She put all her cybernetics inside her abdominal cavity, compact enough to keep her slim figure.

Suzy did not stop at that. Knowing that the power supply was strong enough to support more cybernetic enhancements, she added an interface plug, complete with a neural link to help her hacking into the net system whenever net-running was necessary. Of course, with her attention of not having any noticeable cyber parts jutting on her body, Suzy did not like to have the socket hole around her back or even the lower part of her head. Having the compact cybernetic set being put inside her abdomen, she had her interface socket located on her navel instead, connected to the spine and retained the concealability within the wardrobes she always wore in her daytime job.

All-in-all, Suzy had now changed. Once she was a corpo-lady of hedonistic nihilism, performing under the value of materialistic meritocracy. She now had a purpose of bringing justice to those who had wronged her.

2086 - A Cyberpunk RP

possible 18+ theme, but hey there's "punk" in cyberpunk

Suzy Chen

"They created their own destruction, their own demon, I am."

Name: Suzy Chen

Gender: Female

Race: Asian

Nationality: Native Citizen of Nova City

Age: 25

Occupation:
Daytime - IT Consultant; your typical corpo-lady of materialistic hedonism
Nighttime - Underground Racer, Cage Fighter, Black-Hat Netrunner; freelancing on whichever the job-list in the dark web offered

"Family":
- Gerald Constantine Pard a.k.a. Gecko (Alive)
A loyal med-tech, once employed under a business protected by Suzy's "family". Gecko now owned a workshop where people got cybernetic enhancement and maintenance, both for aesthetics and technical functionalities. He also helped Suzy in installing, upgrading, and maintaining her cybernetic enhancements. Beyond that, he also served as Suzy's fixers, connecting her to the important information and freelancing opportunities around the Street of Nova City.

Vehicle: Cruiser-type Motorcycle, with Neural Link and storage to keep her guns

Equipment:
Common
- Agent (Glasses in shape and performs like a smartphone, able to make phone calls and serve as PDA, with necessary software for secondary net-running)
Daytime/Disguise
- Armorjack Blazer Suit (looks like a typical corpo lady, but enough to resist damage from knife cuts and small arms)
- Concealable Handgun
- Concealable Blade
Freelancing
- Silenced Handgun + SMG (it's "plus" not "and")
- Retractable Blade (worn on lower arm)
- Any small arms in varying calibers and specifications, depend on the nature of the job
- Armorjack Bodysuit (skintight fit, but enough to resist damage from knife cuts and small arms)
- Armorjack Helmet, with Link to Agent and Cyberaudio Suite

Cybernetics: (What is your character augmented with? These could be anything within reason. Are there any weaknesses or drawbacks to their cybernetic implants?)
- Interface Plug [Allows digital processing to be perceived as sensory stimuli]
- Neural Link [Allows direct mental connection to devices like computers, vehicles, or anything with interface consoles]
- Bioware (Toxin Binder, Enhanced Antibodies, Skin Weave, Muscle & Bone Lace) [Anything that makes her physical capabilities better than normal human without deforming her outer looks]

Cybernetics Caveat:
- Net-running through her embedded interface plug would require Suzy to stay still and close to the port as her sensory got flooded with information emulated from the jacking-in process. The monolithic enhancement of her cybernetics also created a drawback that any net-running conducts would also affect her hormonal condition.

Skills:
- Netrunning
- Close-quarter combat
- Small arms combat
- Land vehicle driving

Personality:
OCEAN Profile:
- O: Creative and Adaptive
- C: Disciplined
- E: Ambivert
- A: Critical and Meritocratic
- N: Calm and Confident
Archetype: INTJ
Alignment: Chaotic Good/Neutral

Likes:
- Precision
- Classical philosophy
- Natural non-cyber aesthetics
- Her physical appearance

Dislike:
- Dehumanized Cyberware users
- Her family's rival gang

Backstory:
All had been pretty normal for Suzy up until she reached the early years of her adulthood. Born as a member of the wealthy household in Nova City, she once had all the privilege to enjoy the life in the upper class society, better than most citizens. One would consider the household where Suzy belonged possessed some kind of conglomerated enterprise as their facade. Of course, such enterprise could never thrive in such age without dealing with the shady nature not unlike the classical mafia.

However, everything plummeted when a rival nemesis took everything from Suzy's family. They lose all their assets in a series of aggressive takeovers. Indeed, some more unethical approaches also happened behind the face of legal conducts. There were blackmailing and even assassination targeted onto the key staffs of the family business. Being the only heir of her parents --and her family fortunes, Suzy was targeted too. It happened in an unfortunate night, when Suzy had a vacation with a suitor previously introduced to the family. The man who was supposed to be Suzy's potential partner had been persuaded through blackmailing and served as a double agent for the rival family. His mission was to eliminate Suzy and finalize their plan in destroying her household's fortune through chaotic inheritance scheming, completing their feuds.

In such vulnerably exposed condition, unarmed and undressed for the night, Suzy's experience of betrayal got planted deep in her heart, so was the searing metal that entered her abdomen, damaging her innards. The man could not bear to put a headshot on Suzy, so he allowed her to experience the painful torture of the gunshot wound and the slow death of bleeding out. The guilt was so deep as the man witnessed Suzy's agony in her convulsions. He committed suicide right in front of Suzy, after a simple apology.

Fortunately, the Trauma Team was quick to arrive. While the man had already met his demise, Suzy still had her chance to live. However, they needed to place some cybernetics augmentation for Suzy to support her damaged inner organ. Beneath her soft alabaster abdominal skin-graft, Suzy now possessed some metabolic support system that allowed her to continue living. However, the incident had changed her perspective on life; Suzy believed that the burden of family feuding had fallen onto her shoulders. She further added some enhancement of her cybernetic suit that the set now allowed her to perform physical feats similar to high-performing athletes of the past, back when Olympics was a trend. She also had some resistance against poisons and diseases, augmented by the enhanced antibody and toxin binder inside her. She put all her cybernetics inside her abdominal cavity, compact enough to keep her slim figure.

Suzy did not stop at that. Knowing that the power supply was strong enough to support more cybernetic enhancements, she added an interface plug, complete with a neural link to help her hacking into the net system whenever net-running was necessary. Of course, with her attention of not having any noticeable cyber parts jutting on her body, Suzy did not like to have the socket hole around her back or even the lower part of her head. Having the compact cybernetic set being put inside her abdomen, she had her interface socket located on her navel instead, connected to the spine and retained the concealability within the wardrobes she always wore in her daytime job.

All-in-all, Suzy had now changed. Once she was a corpo-lady of hedonistic nihilism, performing under the value of materialistic meritocracy. She now had a purpose of bringing justice to those who had wronged her.

Shugo Tensei Samurai - A Cyberpunk Fantasy RP

HI*KA*RI

“My, my… Mr. Chantharat, what time is it already?”

Hikari stopped her fingers from plucking the shamisen she had been playing for some moments. The client lazily leaned on his side as he watched the silver-haired lady, clad in her ornate kimono performed some classics. The calming ambient filled the private chamber they shared in this establishment right at the heart of Sakanoshita district. Regardless, the man still showed no sign of drowsiness; he looked as if he had been waiting. He already took his suit jacket off, with his shirt already got loosened and his chest bared.

“Why are you stopping, Tsubaki-san? The night is still long, and I have paid much enough for you to stay until morning, why waste it with sleeping?”

“Indeed, Mr. Chantharat… would you allow me to pour some Sake for you to sip?”

“No more Sake, Tsubaki-san… I don’t want to get drunk, I want to savor this night with you with my eyes open.”

“Well, maybe some tea… to calm the passionate mind.”

“Fine… if you insist.”

Hikari took the ornate teapot she brought along with the set when she previously entered this chamber. The pot bore some shapes unfamiliar for those who had no interest for history. There were also some strange holes around the ornament. Hikari poured the warm liquid mixture inside the teapot into a pair of cups; one she would serve to the client, one for herself. The steam from the light colored green tea in the cup filled the nostrils.

“Please, Mr. Chantharat” Hikari said as her fingers pushed the cup she had just prepared for the man in front of her.

“So graceful, Tsubaki-san.”

Hikari sipped the tea she had on her cup and put it back on the Kotatsu, the low table they shared together. She gave her smile to the client, ensuring the safety of her tea. Chantharat then took his cup and gulped the bitter liquid inside it at once. This put a wider smile on Hikari’s face. That old man banged the low table with the empty cup and walked toward Hikari. His hands were quick to land around Hikari’s shoulders and he immediately tried to pull her kimono down.

“Mr. Chantharat, please don’t rush…” Hikari said as she held Chantharat’s wrists.

“I want the worth of my money paid for your service!”

“I understand, Mr. Chantharat… I was meant to guide you so that this night would not end too quickly for you-”

“What? Now you’re mocking me?!”

“No, please let me guide you, please let me use my charm for you to savor…”

Hikari’s persuasion worked. The client calmed himself down. Hikari then allowed the man to lay his head on her laps. She caressed his head and began her conversation, slowly to induce his emotion and trigger the increase of his heartbeat. It all began with small talks of sharing what they like, their favorite pastimes, and gradually moved to the routines of the jobs. This was where things got serious, something that Hikari had been waiting to come.

Of course, Hikari was not literally one of the hostess in that establishment. This Hanamachi was under the protection of another group; the Forgotten, as far as Hikari remembered. She rarely went against other gangs, either those operating in proximity of Kurosagi’s region or the other less accessible ones, except when Fujino-san asked her to do some job, for or against them. However, Hikari made an exception for this night. Somehow, she found out about this high-ranking staff of The Institute venturing himself deep in Sakanoshita, rather far away from their safe haven in Maebara district. Hikari had been hunting these folks, trying to excavate their secrets and the conspiracy behind their facade, even assassinating their members if necessary.

Through manipulating the database, Hikari had slipped herself pretending to be one of the hostess, someone registered under this Hanamachi with the name Tsubaki. She assigned herself to meet the Institute’s district manager who had booked for a premium service from one of the hostess. With the large number of young women employed under the Hanamachi, they could not notice the additional lady with high customer rating and quality review. Those ratings were bogus, of course; injected by the fake information Hikari added to the database.

That was how Hikari infiltrated herself to have access to this district manager of The Institute. With her charm, she managed to persuade this Chantharat to reveal some internal office politics between the members of The Institute. Hikari gained some information of feuding key members along with the secret projects which The Institute had been undertaking. The talk went quite long, but Hikari had gained enough. She just needed to wait for the poison to work, one she slipped into this man’s bloodstream through the tea she served using an ancient tool called the Assassin’s Teapot.

“Ah… Tsubaki, talking with you is so relaxing, your massage is also great… I feel so calm, even I begin to have my fingers numbed… yes, I can’t feel my fingers, I can’t move them… oh no, I feel sleepy…”

Of course, that was how some dose of fugu poison worked. It paralyzed the victim’s muscles and eventually stopped the heart. The Assassin’s Teapot was filled with two different liquids inside its separated reservoir. One was a humble green tea mixture, while the other had been mixed with the subtle essence of fugu poison. No smell, no taste, but the dose was enough to kill an adult man.

Hikari still remained on her sitting position with Chantharat’s head on her lap. The man had already closed his eyes, but Hikari still had to examine his pulses. The wrist slowly got colder, there was no noticeable chest movement. The man had lost his pulse, the poison had just killed him. Another member of the Institute had just been eliminated. Justice had been served, or so Hikari believed.

“Oh my… I’m late” Hikari said as she looked at the clock. She stood up and let Chantharat unmoving head to fall from her lap and bump on the floor. Hikari then poured the remaining liquid inside the Assassin’s Teapot to the sink and put it inside the pouch she brought along. She tidied up her kimono and readied herself to exit the chamber and brought herself out of the complex. A high-ranking member of The Institute had just died after he ordered a service under the establishment ran by the Forgotten. Hikari wondered what would be the consequence of all she had just done.

@Salsa Verde

Regardless, Hikari had another matter to focus. She took her smartphone out and called a fellow member of Kurosagi. “Uhm, moshi moshi Unagi-chan… I might need your help this time, I would likely be late for this night gathering, so... would you please pick me up around Hanamachi? Thank you, sweetie…”

Hikari walked out of the complex, still without any suspicion raised around the establishment. Subtly, she removed the contact lenses she had been wearing. The feature of her red iris was now revealed, previously hidden by the purple lenses. She opened her umbrella and waited for her fellow to come. Her fingers subtly ran some apps on her smartphone, connected to the net, infiltrated the database, and erased any entry of a hostess with the name Tsubaki; all in a single tap.

2086 - A Cyberpunk RP

me have access to RTG's Cyberpunk Red, so I'd likely be inclined to refer from that source

2086 - A Cyberpunk RP

can I have someone with close combat fighting, gunslinging, streetracing, and hacking skills?
like someone with corpo life during day, but an underworld freelancer at night with all-rounded skills necessary for cyberpunk tropes, alpha by the day, and sigma by the night

there's weakness of course, sometimes I "enjoy" stories where circumstances "punish" a confident person with high level of varying skills

2086 - A Cyberpunk RP

prepping my CS, do you prefer real photos for face-claim or cartoonish ones?