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Fandom Cyberpunk: Streets of Fire applications

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    Not Backing Down. Never Backing Down.
    GM Notes
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    Greetings all Cyberpunks! Here is where the story of your character begins, one thing to keep in mind though is that the cyberpunk universe is violent, brutal, beautiful, and tragic. The dark future is for sure not all sunshine and rainbows, but that makes the bright spots stand out even more in the long run, keep that in mind when writing the backstory of your character. Another thing to keep in mind is that while this is the beginning of your characters rise to legends of Night City this is exactly that, the beginning, while I have no doubt they'll be the next Morgan Blackhand with the gear to match, you'll only have access to the basics for now.

    along with writing the development of your character's journey until the present, there are eight attribute's that you will split 40 points into, with no attribute being lower than three and greater than eight. This will give me a good idea of what your character is capable of doing with their natural ability outside of any external factors like cyberware. An example of a stat spread would be:

    Intelligence: 3
    Reflexes: 7
    Cool: 7
    Technical Ability: 3
    Charisma: 3
    Agility: 4
    Empathy: 7
    Body: 6

    Each character is also afforded ONE unique piece of equipment to start with. Whether it be a weapon, vehicle, or piece of cyberware (No, you may not start with an apogee sandevistan) is up to you but try and make your character's reason for having it stay within the realm of possibility and not some piece of god tier equipment that they just happen to have.

    Borrowing another concept from the games cyberware capacity, your stats will determine how well your character handles different types of cyberware as well as the overall capacity your character. Characters that have a high reflex will be able to adapt to using a sandevistan much better than a character who doesn't and will suffer a lesser penalty to their capacity because of it. Your empathy represents how well you interact with other people and the world among other things, installing cyberware and traumatic experiences that you will be subjucted to in Night City will drain your empathy, and if it gets too low your character will start to suffer from cyberpyschosis.

    One last thing, and I'll capitalize it for the people in the back, BBCODED CS'S ARE NOT REQUIRED. As long as it has the meat of what i've specified below, you're straight in my eyes.
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    Personality: (A paragraph or two about how your edgerunner acts and how they think.)

    Backstory: (Your egderunner's story so far.)

    Relationships: (Relationships with other edgerunners or people important to your character like family or an input/output)
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    Equipment: (Short list of what Iron or other equipment you'll be packing)

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  • Name: Oscalie Clawette

    Alias(es):

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    DOB: 11 Jan 2050 (27)

    Gender: Female (she/her)

    Nationality: Haitian

    Occupation: Bodysculptress

    Residence: Watson (in-house clinic)

    Sexual Orientation: Demisexual

    Personality
    Aspirational but loyal, Oscalie is keen to make a splash on the unforgiving world of Night City. Even though life has all but proven she is not destined for an existence in the starlight as a rocker, she tries to get eyes on her using her musical knowledge whenever she has some time off. Otherwise, although it is not her dream, she works hard at her bodysculpting business, and will rarely bat an eye at dubiously-sourced cyber- or fashionwares she buys for that job. She is no pushover, but can be edgy at times. That is, she tends to think she is okay, but the city has taken its necessary toll on her, meaning her threshold for experiencing horrors is both high and low: she is rarely traumatised by events, but instead loses some degree of humanity which is possibly worse for her and others. These days, due to her prior experiences finding violence necessary, she is quick to jump to that as a solution, but is no stranger to talking things out. However, she is not the most insightful of people and her intensity can be off-putting. She is quite warm to those she values, often socialising with them and offering help if they need it, though does expect something in return: Osca isn't here to break the mould of non-altriusim.


    Biography
    Previously ‘imported’ to America as a more ‘exotic’ (not her choice of words) Doll, Oscalie found that style of life of life in Night City to be unforgiving. When it wasn’t Tiger Claws or Corpos threatening the club she worked at, it was a Tiger Claw or Corpo reducing her to her programming and using her for all the depraved actions you could think of. Upon one particularly nasty occasion, a run-in not with a Tiger Claw nor a Corpo, but a Maelstrom chump looking to sate his lust, Osca was badly damaged. She was discovered by Zakhar, who, relating to being down on one's luck, offered to patch her up in return for an IOU. Oscalie accepted this, not planning on ever repaying it, and returned to work as a Doll for one more year. This time, however, she was a bit smarter, and began to flirt with Mox connections.

    Leaving the Doll occupation of your own accord was rarely received well, so Oscalie had to learn very quickly to defend herself before things got too ugly for her. Even after that, self-defence was required: being Haitian, she was suspected to have connections to the Voodoo Boys which naturally came with some people taking exception to her.

    From her experience as a Doll, she was very familiar with bodysculpting, with knowledge of ubiquitous facets that enhance someone’s appearance while remaining discrete and understanding of the artistry of fashion sculpting. She learned to become a bodysculptress, a life path that was a natural fit for her. At this time, she became reacquainted with Zakhar, and found a way to settle her debt with him - he saved her from extensive damage, so she did her best to prevent his damage growing too painful. Quickly, she became (in)famous for her ‘claws’, the long, reinforced metal apparatus that double as surgery tools, and triple as weaponry. Some customers come to her little store in Night City just to go under the ‘fingernail’ of Oscalie Clawette, and come away with high-quality fashionware. However, customers the Mox send always come first - they looked out for her once upon a time, and now it is her looking out for others. Despite this skill, her real love is music, but in this world of neon and dust, dreams never come true.

    These days, as Night City becomes ever more competitive and Oscalie grows increasingly twitchy, she is always looking for an outlet for some of that excess strength. She spends her time mostly working (bodysculpting or the occasional act of force the Mox may require) or frequenting a nearby dive where she engages in her one act of altruism: performing with her guitar for free. Minor jobs for a pittance of eddies won't cut it anymore. She's got to go bigger.


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  • Name: madowasu (Aza) Azamuki ( last first)

    Alias(s): kitty ( only by isabella)

    Age: 25

    Role: solo

    Date of Birth: March 5th 2053

    Ethnicity: Japanese

    Nationality: Night city native

    Occupation: Edge runner

    Place of Residence: Lives with girlfriend in Wells springs

    Gender: Female

    Sexual Orientation: lesbian

    Stats:
    Intelligence - 3
    Reflexes - 7
    Cool - 7
    Technical Ability - 3
    Charisma - 3
    Agility - 7
    Empathy - 5
    Body - 5
 
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    Name: Siegfried "Sigi" Koning;

    Alias(s): V0lk;

    Age: 29;

    Role: Panzerboy;

    Date of Birth: 26.11;

    Ethnicity: Caucasian

    Nationality: German-US Citizen

    Occupation: (Former) Militech Engineer, (Currently) Autoshop Mechanic;

    Place of Residence: Watson, NC;

    Gender: Male;

    Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual;







    Stats:
    Intelligence - 6
    Reflexes -5
    Cool - 5
    Technical Ability - 6
    Charisma - 3
    Agility - 5
    Empathy - 4
    Body - 6
 
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  • Name: Paweł Krupnik

    Alias(es): STRIGOI (Stage name)

    Date of Birth: 25th December 2054

    Gender: Male

    Nationality: East-european descendant, Night City native

    Occupation: Ex-roadie for Tinnitus, Rocker, Edgerunner by night

    Residence: Shitty megablock apartment

    Sexual Orientation: Fucks with everyone

    Personality

    Anger is his motive force, suffering's an afterthought: when you come from nothing and can rip everything from the greedy hands of fate, you know you've found your freedom.
    And Paweł has found his in STRIGOI, discarding any notion of normality to live a life of extremes, plowing through the destiny that was set out for him like a single-minded ram, existing only to burn out hard and fast, raging against whatever becomes his hatred of the week, be it the corporations, the gangoons who prey on the weak, or the indifferent masses who let it all happen. As frivolous as they may seem, his constant condemnations at the world are felt as very sincere and engaging, and people flock to him with morbid curiosity and admiration, like bystanders to the greatest car wreck of the world.
    A cyberpunk through and through, severe with himself and those around him but with a sense of judgement that looks up to an unattainable ideal. Night City has given him a taste of a dream that he would die following. Paweł does not do it for the fame, the fans or the attention: he does it to send a firebrand message, whatever that may be.


    Biography

    A wastrel from the poorest parts of town, close to the industrial district of Northside, Paweł's childhood was mostly spent making himself look as small and unnoticeable as possible. Of course he would develop a sickening taste for the frightening and the grotesque: he grew up surrounded by it. Dorph heads, criminals, joytoys, and the unforgiving hand of the lawmen, simply another gang under a different name: he learned that pretty soon, as a kid he had a talent playing lookout for the grown-ups. It's not that little Paweł fell in with a bad crowd. Little Paweł never had a choice in the matter.

    He fired his first gun at age 10, shooting one of his playmates by mistake with a vending machine Slaught-o-matic that still had a few bullets in the clip when it got discarded. The other kid survived. They never played again.

    As the years went by, so did the extent of his wheelings and dealings to carve out a little space for himself in unforgiving Night City. The big break came when a friend of a friend introduced him to the Totentanz. Red lights, thumming music, chromed freaks, no one to bat an eye or an optic visor at his scars, his bruises, his shitty clothes. A place to feel at ease, a place to indulge. And indulge he did, for a few years that whizzed by in a tornado of sensations, he became a known quantity of the scene, began integrating his first implants, began producing his own music, began accelerating.

    It took a while to find the perfect fit, the perfect sound for his expression. A secret science, brutal chemistry: cranking everything up to the max and then finding perfection within the extreme. Raw, ruined instrumentals, throat-ravaging screeches, merciless hammering of war drums. It took a while, and to do so he had to learn from a trio of true masters. Paweł practically begged on his knees for Tinnitus to take him as their roadie, he'd do anything: being close to them was a reward in itself. He had a way with words, a smoldering emotion in his eyes. He learned. He tweaked. He discarded those same eyes for a digitized visor. He kept living, faster faster faster.

    He began playing, at first simply opening for bigger names. The music resonated, turning simple concerts into cult-like gatherings, events of a religious weight that caught the listeners by the soul. He fed off of the people, invigorated by their emotion, nourished by their power. STRIGOI was birthed by the malcontent multitudes. He parted ways with the band, distancing himself from Maelstrom. He had no part in that. He had his own message, his own identity, spreading like a virus.

    Finally, a place in the world. What he always wanted. He had it all figured out.
    .
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    It's not enough. The world is sick. The suffering does not end.
    .
    .
    I can change that. They listen to me.



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  • Name: Tetsuro Kincaid

    Alias(s): Ronin

    Age: 30

    Role: Solo

    Date of Birth: 04/04/2048

    Ethnicity: Japanese/Caucasian

    Nationality: Dual citizenship; Japan, Pacific Confederation

    Occupation: Mercenary // Edgerunner

    Place of Residence: Kabuki

    Gender: Male; he/him

    Sexual Orientation: Bisexual, hetero-leaning

    >//: STATS
    Intelligence -- 3
    Reflexes -- 7
    Cool -- 5
    Technical Ability -- 3
    Charisma -- 3
    Agility -- 6
    Empathy -- 6
    Body -- 7

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    Art \\Villain to Kill
    Name \\ Hwang Sujin
    Alias \\ F0UR
    Age \\ 27
    Gender \\ Female
    Sexuality \\ Heterosexual

    Date of Birth \\ 15 NOV 2050
    Place of Residence \\ Little China

    Ethnicity \\ Korean
    Nationality \\ Korean-US Citizen
    Role \\ Netrunner
    Occupation \\ Edgerunner (part-time), Gambler (full-time)

    Height \\ 5'5"
    Weight \\ 140lbs
    Hair Color \\ White
    Eye Color \\ Blue
    Appearance \\ Sujin is not one to stand out but does enjoy wearing the color blue. She prefers comfort over fashion and doesn't have the time (is too lazy) to change her hairstyle. Typically seen wearing simple black leggings and an oversized blue jacket.


 
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CYBERPUNK: STREETS OF FIRE
Identity
Vaitiaré Moreau
VI
Freelancer
OCCUPATION
EDGERUNNER
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'IRON LUNG' MEDTECH















full name

Zakhar Tarasov






alias

Iron Lung, ‘Iron Lung’ Tarasov, Zak






ethnicity

Slavic






Nationality

American xxxx (arrived in his late twenties)






Occupation

Riot Supplier






Place of Residence

xxxx (moves around, main clinic is in Pacifica)






d.o.b.

February 9th 2042




















height

6'3






hair

Dark brown, tied in a low knot. Hits his shoulders.






eyes

Dark brown, almost black.






Build

Broad shouldered though a bit sickly. Zakhar wears a gas infuser to mitigate the complications of a few cybernetic implants gone wrong. The infuser looks and partially functions as a gas mask. Developed by a fellow Organ member with his input. Further rigged by Osca.
Wears a weathered poncho, marred with scars and scratches. Faded black thin hoodie underneath. Utilitarian, sturdy canvas pants with many pockets holding emergency meds. Tourniquet straps on his left bicep. Sturdy scuffed boots; more for purpose than aesthetic. Belt also holds emergency tools. Enough pouches to look a little suspicious.






Gender and Orientation

Male. Demi.






What is Usually in His Pockets

For himself: Thiamine, Azathioprine, Adrenaline, Deusizine, Tonic Liquid (enough to last a few weeks before restock)
For general use: Surge, Stim, Speedheal, Rapidetox, Bandages (box of Slap Patches), Saline (2 pints of Blood Substitute™), Antibiotic Glue, Morphine, Alcohol, Chloral Hydrate, a couple of cans of Spray Skin and Shower In A Can
Tools: Bootleg Trauma Team Field Kit, two generations old Bodyweight Portable Intern Unit, and a DermaStapler






Stats

Intelligence: 7
Reflexes: 5
Cool: 6
Technical Ability: 7
Charisma: 3
Agility: 3
Empathy: 4
Body: 5






body modifications

Respiratory (Soviet Cybernetics can be seen at his sternum, as well as his jugular)- Company funded implant that refuses to leave. Because he would not survive a replacement, he uses his infuser to constantly administer drugs and filter the air around him. Thiamine, Azathioprine, Adrenaline, Tonic Liquid and Deusizine specifically.
The added adrenaline to his system gives him focus. The thiamine also gives him more overall health, but he is weak to poisons and infection.
Should his mask be removed, he slowly goes into acute respiratory failure and cardiac arrest. Would likely flatline without intervention within 48 hours (over the counter asthmatic treatments curbs the death threat but makes him physically useless beyond moving around slowly). This time is slowed by 63% if he still has his mask but runs out of drugs.
Anyone besides himself exposed to his ‘personal concoction’ would experience a steroid-like high that would most likely end in a heart attack.






























Voice of the Soul




Death











REQ.

VIS.














да нет, наверное [da net, navernoye]



Grew up in Moldova. Worked in a chemical plant for the first part of his life. Experienced lung damage and neurochemical imbalances from working in the ‘vats’, a factory supplying military chems. Company-funded cybernetics replaced his lungs and esophagus as compensation. And although 2077 USSR has some of the best medical science in the world, nothing compromises the production of military support. Pollution and workers rights being one of the many sacrifices. Finding out post op that his body disagreed with implants, and having contracted a novel form of Black Lung, Zakhar now has a compromised immune system and severe asthma. No amount of modern chrome is able to completely curb his condition due to biocompatibility issues and neurological impairments caused by the toxins. Was prescribed bronchodilators and anti-inflammatory drugs to avoid acute respiratory failure. Kept him wheezing.

Was fired after making complaints, nearly imprisoned for it. Tried to find someone who could replace his lungs without killing him for a few years but was largely unsuccessful. Connected the Organiskaya for help. They moved him to the US to look for more options and work as their freeagent. Got into medicine to solve his own problems. Started working as a ‘under the counter’ Medtech in chem factories to keep other people from experiencing what he did.

Currently working as a riot supplier. Willing to help anyone who pays, via eddies or favors, or obtains a workplace injury. And if they pull on his heartstrings well enough.
Actively connected with the Organiskaya and the underground drug trade. Makes some himself as a side gig. Constantly updating his mask and the drugs he manufactures.













Personality


Callous and indifferent unless you've proven difficult to get rid of.
Friend for life if you make it that far.

Loathes Corpos. Generally dislikes people, bit of a rabble rouser for that reason (“Murder is ok”).

Better Pharmacist than Ripperdoc. But he can do the basics. Doles out recreational drugs occasionally to make some eddies, but specializes in mixing aerosols.








Quirks


Fairly superstitious.








Relationships


Has a sister back home, everyone else he hasn't seen in decades.
Pawel Krupnik STRIGOI is a regular client.
Helped Osca back in the day, she tweaked his rig as repayment. Friends/Mutuals.
Siegfried ‘Sigi’ Koning is his courier.
















HIST.

PERS.


















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Name: Dina Sansarita

Alias(s): Jet

Age: 23

Role: Media

Date of Birth: August 6th, 2055

Ethnicity: 3/4 Caucasian, 1/4 Hispanic

Nationality: American

Occupation: News Journalist, Paid Driver/Assassin, Edgerunner

Place of Residence: Apartment in Heywood

Gender: Female

Sexual Orientation: Bi-sexual

Stats:
Intelligence - 5
Reflexes - 5
Cool - 5
Technical Ability -5
Charisma - 5
Agility - 5
Empathy - 5
Body - 5

Appearance

Height: 5'8

Weight: 130

Hair Color: Black with blonde streaks

Eye Color: Orange

Appearance: a toned but scrawny brunette with tattoos, she gives off the appearance of a tough goth girl who gets into a lot of trouble.

Lifepath
Personality: Dina is pretty quick to simply say f'it and throw hands. She has an incredibly dark and sarcastic sense of humor. She sees lots of things as pointless and simply likes to have fun and make fun of situations. She doesn't have a ton of patience and will start a fight with anyone that tries to mess with her. In her view she lives a pretty meaningless life working for a news conglomerate, and her typical entry level job is quite tiring.

Backstory: A Street orphan that eventually got taken in by the Valentinos, she was known to get into fights in local fight clubs as a kid, eventually one of the Valentinos took notice of her skills and took her into the Valentinos. She worked for them for awhile, making quite the name for herself after completing various jobs, although it was good money she eventually became disillusioned with the Valentinos when they ditched her on a job. She was left having to fight her way out of a rival gang's hideout by herself. From then on she left the Valentinos and decided to make her own path as a news journalist.
She would grow to hate the job as a news journalist because they would decline to publish many stories she had written that addressed the real problems of Night City. They often deemed them as too controversial. She secretly is a Hitman/Driver, known as "Jet" to the underworld.

Relationships:
Valentinos - Disillusioned but still they respect her and her decision, could potentially pull in some favors from them.

Gear
Equipment:
Typical Sniper Rifle with Scope

Cyberware: (Only one piece of cyberware per slot unless it's something that can come in pairs like cyberlegs, arms, eyes etc. Cyberware that is just there for flavor or cosmetic purposes won't count against this list.)
OS - Biotech MK1
Neural -
Optical - Kiroshi Stalker Optics
Respiratory -
Circulatory -
Nervous - Visual Cortex Support
Dermal -
Skeleton -
Hands - Shock Absorber
Arms -
Legs -
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Name: Celin Jo Holiday
Alias(s): Powder Peechy
Age: 25
Role: Rockerboy (song & performance artistry)
Date of Birth: 03/03/2052
Ethnicity: Polynesian/Latino
Nationality: American
Occupation: Braindance tech
Place of Residence: Watson, Night City
Gender: Male
Sexual Orientation: <3


  • Height: 5’8
    Weight: 166
    Hair Color: Blonde-peach (dyed)
    Eye Color: Orange (optics)
    Appearance:
    An appearance derived from the plastic doll look of the Mox and an inspired ‘Gyaru’ makeup style, Powder’s most striking feature is his eyes, consisting of multiple layers of eyelashes, white concealer, black eyeliner, and orange optics to give the illusion of larger eyes.
    He has short hair dyed blonde that fades into a deep peach orange, and brown skin.

    Powder wears a large yellow coat that hangs off the side of his shoulder, with orange fluff alongside the zipper. Beneath the coat is a simple pair of shorts with neon pink boots.
 
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Name: Amaryllis Noble

Alias(s): Amy, Burnout

Age: 18

Role: Huscle, Solo

Date of Birth: 06/04/2059

Ethnicity: Caucasian

Nationality: American

Occupation: Rimbo, Huscle, Joytoy

Place of Residence: Night City (Squatting around Arroyo)

Gender: Female

Sexual Orientation: Het but eddys is eddys




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    Height: 5’ 9”

    Weight: 238lbs

    Hair Color: Black

    Eye Color: Red (Implant)



    Appearance:

    It was pure luck that Amaryllis had corpo care before getting back alley borg’d. Most of her body in excellent to prime condition due to higher than average healthcare standards and some minor genetic tweaking by Mr. and Mrs. Noble pre-birth. She’s taller, almost lanky, with an excellent figure and a higher than average metabolic rate. A cute freckled face accented by large eyes and a perfect, ‘Noble’ nose.

    Now, post Maelstrom, her once pale skin is an ashen grey, eyes replaced by cheap red optics, and limbs lopped off and replaced by enough implants to qualify and a variety shop. She is nearly constantly hot to the touch, smoldering heat out of hastily implanted vents, her posture terrible and walking almost crooked by the weight inside her body.

    Halfway to full chrome, not by choice, her body is almost mismatched, scarred by scorch makes from the occasional combustion and cheap implants jutting into one another.

 
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Name: Michael Smith

Alias(s): N/A

Age: 25

Role: Nomad, Good Samaritan

Date of Birth: May 10th, 2053

Ethnicity: White Caucasian

Nationality: American, Northern Rocky Mountains

Occupation: Member of Good Shepherd Commune (MT),

Place of Residence: Good Shepherd Commune (MT)

Gender: Male

Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual


  • Intelligence - 3
    Reflexes - 4
    Cool - 7
    Technical Ability - 3
    Charisma - 7
    Agility - 4
    Empathy - 8
    Body - 4
 
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Name: Anastasia Paparizou

Alias(s): Anibelle

Age: 29

Role: Techie/Nomad (somewhat)

Date of Birth: May 28th, 2048

Ethnicity: Caucasian

Nationality: Greek/American

Occupation: Joytoy (formally), Actress, Smuggler, Solo

Place of Residence: Nomad camp outside city, local motels

Gender: Female

Sexual Orientation: Bi-sexual

Stats:

Intelligence
4
Reflexes
6
Cool
7
Technical Ability
6
Charisma
6
Agility
5
Empathy
2
Body
4

Appearance

Height: 5'7

Weight: 120

Hair Color: Black with red streaks

Eye Color: hazzle

Appearance: She is toned with a curvy body with currently a tanned skin with various tattoos relating to generic nomad subjects e.g cars and rattlesnakes throughout her body. Eyes are particularly notable of their hazel colour and sparkle. Several scars and cuts from her time as both a joytoy and mercenary from her body. She usually wears jeans, tank tops and a leather jacket in her current nomad role but has an estensive wardrobe for various roles

Lifepath
Personality:
A bit of a social chameleon, adjust her personality and manner down to her accent and tone. This is a bad habit born from her days as both a joytoy and later actor, doing it so much that she barely knows what she is truly like and what is something she instinctively put on to please the people she is around. Recently she had put the air of a nomad cowgirl; tough, taciturn with a quiet confident calm and a sardonic sense of humour and do everything herself attitude which she affected as part of her training for a future role. She can also be cold and maybe a little bloodthirsty, seemingly taking some joy showing off her gunslinger skill to take down opponents and showing little issue with taking a life. Often considering what she is doing as part of practising her craft than actually doing some serious work. She can also be a vain, taking great pains with her appearance, making sure both look appropriate and also looks good.

Despite all this, she is loyal and protective to those who she grows to respect and care for. She shows some care in those in need and has a soft spot for dolls and joytoys coming once from their world. She is also having a hatred for corpos despite willing to work for them knowing that is the only practical thing one can do in her business. She would not say now to messing with corpos if it won't affect her own image and standing.

Backstory:
Anastasia was born to Solo and a local proprietress of a diner in the Rancho Coronado. The solo passed away on a job not long after her birth, so she was raised in poverty. Her mother could barely make ends meet running a diner while taking care of a small child. Especially, as the diner was constantly beset by 6th Street, looking for payment and taking it in various ways. When she was fourteen, she was helping out in the dinner when an accident caused her to drop plates of food on to one of the gangsters. The angered gangster attempted to beat Anastasia, her mother intervened and got shot in the process for her troubles. The gangster went to continue the punishment of the young Anastasia but the shot got the attention of the police and the gangsters ran.

Anastasia barely had a chance to recover from the loss of her mother before she was taken by the police to a corpo ran orphanage, who used her and other children as slave labour and recruitment pool for their armies. Conditioned were terrible and she received constant abuse. The only pleasure she found was in the semiregular movie night the orphanage held to keep the children pacified. She dreamed of being off the great action heroes of the films especially cowboy like ones with revolvers. She spend only two years there before she decided to run and began living in the streets getting by anywhere she could that included becoming a joytoy.

Her beauty made her quite popular, eventually getting the attention of richer and richer clients. She also learned to charm and act with the clients to get the most out of them including stealing whatever they had on them. One of her clients turned out to be a corpo from film studio who fell for her and was quickly persuade her from taking a minor role in a film. She loved the experienced and worked to get more roles. Gradually her star rose, getting larger and larger roles and gaining more fame, even considered taking a role in an up-and-coming Bushido film but was brushed aside for the director's favourite. However, she found another role that would make her career. "Road to Revenge", an action flick with the Nomad Heroine goes on quest for revenge against gang who killed her clan. It was a dream role, one she took great pain and any influence she had to gain the leading role.

She keen on it she went all out in preparing for it going full method and getting implants to make sure to be as close to the vision of the character as possible. Beyond that, she was able to use her connection to live among the local Nomad clan, getting to know their ways. Nomads took her in reluctantly, seeing her as a rich poser, but slowly she earned her place. She even began to like their way of life and their views of family, earning her respect in turn. From them, she learned some tech skill, how to shoot among other skills. Eventually she was allowed to take part in their operations, including smuggling items into night city and taking the odd role as a mercenary.
Relationships:
TBD

Gear
Equipment: Dual DR-5 Novas, throwing knives,

Cyberware:
OS -
Neural -
Optical - Kiroshi Stalker Optics
Respiratory - Voice modulator (allows for various accents)
Circulatory -
Nervous - Kerenzikov
Dermal - Actor's Skin (allows adjustment of a person skin for one's role, including adding tattoos or change her skin tone)
Skeleton - spring joints
Hands - Ballistic Coprocessor
Arms - Gorilla arms
Legs - Jenkins' Tendons
Feet -




 
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