Beartrap

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Vibing towards Ihsan
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Player /u/SadSuspenders
Metatype Female Human Vampire
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CDP 2
D.O.B. March 8th 2008
Age 73
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Metatype - E
Attributes - A
Magic/Resonance - B
Skills - B
Resources - E

Character Information

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Summary

Vampire Solo Alchemist Decker

Goals

Look that's hella thinking ahead chummer and I'm not gonna vibe with anything but survive for now dig

Background

Well shit.

Look, wait, no, don't look at me like that I'll start thinking about how I look at you and I don't want that and you don't want that right because that would be bad right.

Right.

Look I donta want to be a rakkie and get boxed in, so here goes. Got born slabeside in Tehran before there was a single pointed ear around. I did good in school, then a dragon burned down the school, and everything else, honestly, thinking back... no wait I can still blame her but that's besides the point. Anyway, I was angry, wanted to do something that wasn't dying in a hole in Greece, my parents raised me all good and Sufi like, one has to look for God and experience him, right? And more than once, that is, not in a foxhole. So I got a degree in computer engineering, that became Matrix engineering after a certain blob got rid of that degree.


After that, I enlisted, and found myself with the Pasadaran. Sure, I was a woman, and an odd one at that, but there weren't that many deckers in those days and we are all prag and magtic, right? Anyway, decking for Religious Police was terminal, never saw anyone turn up Elvis, got to pick around in Corpo secrets like a shazzy sep would a plate of whatever those noodles are I'm terrible at metaphors moving on. Anyway, I looked where I shouldn't, some Brit corp, sorry, vamp corp, how was I supposed to know about vampires? Anyway, some trenchboater batty bat showed at the door, drained me dry, and buried me in the desert. I would say I thought I was dead but its not like I had a lot to think about.


Anyway, he buried me in the desert, which has oil, so in some sort of Loonie Tunes like fashion, a few decades later, an Exxoco Petrochem team....... pumped me up, so there I was, in the light of the setting sun, my skin on fire, covered in chemicals, surrounded by a couple very confused men. I...... had to eat them right? Slept in their truck afterward, trying to figure things out. First, I was a vampire, natch, second, I could crack that final element of science, finally, mana. Not, obviously, I was now an abomination, but, God also let me do this, have access to this? Why?


So I ran, first to England in some mad quest for revenge, that went icy, natch, so I popped after a couple scoobs and slided before I could get squared. I ended up in San Francisco, at my parents' graves. Gave it some more thinking, some more praying for answers, then some more thinking. What did Al-Ghazali say? “Never have I dealt with anything more difficult than my own soul, which sometimes helps me and sometimes opposes me.” Sure this is a more literal fight with my own soul, but there's always an endpoint, that being me gettin squared down, horribly, like a blood sucking abomination deserves, but till then I can pretend this is a spiritual journey.

Narrative Significant Qualities

  • Code of Honor: Hermetic's Code

Al-kīmiyā, not ACME.

  • Matrix Troll

One must unplug the frustrations of the soul with joy, mine or theirs.

Run History

NameGMMetaplotDate of Run
Cutting TeethPurkinje30 June 2081

Affiliations

Contacts

Contact Connection Loyalty Archetype Profession Aspects Chips
Mr Incognito 2 4 Fixer Fixer Matrix-Based, Renton Local, Krime Even


Organizations

Allies

Enemies

In Character Information

Symbols and Signatures

Matrix Search Table

Threshold Result
1 A type of trap meant to catch bears.
3
6


Shadow Community Table

Threshold Result
1
3
5


SINs

  • Fake SIN Rating 5: Shirin Foroutan(CFS)

Appearance

Beartrap is a quite tall and fit Persian woman, and looks like someone you'd find at a Calfree Juice bar. Sporty florescent Hijab worn over bleached bangs, mirror shades, an wears an eclectic collection of Vaporwave workout hoodies or a silver coat and button up combo, cargo or gym shorts, a cyberdeck fanny pack, another bag that's illuminated by softly glowing Islimi patterns, boat shoes, and a shamshir that's trying its best to appear like its supposed to be a fashion statement rather than something to actually kill people with. Their eyes light up a bit too much when they talk in accented English, speech overloaded with British and Calfree slang.


Matrix Persona

A VHS tape

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