|(LOFWYR LIES! DUNK LIVES!)|
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Metatype - E
Attributes - B
Magic/Resonance - E
Skills - B
Resources - A
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Muscle with a conspiracy fetish. Meant to be taken on runs that GM's are looking to see go off the rails a bit and to have a fun time. Don't bring him for your serious mirrorshades I wont app them for it.
FIND THE TRUTH! STOP THE MOLES! KILL THE GYRE! DUNK LIVES!
When you've lived a life filled with adventure. When you spend a not insignificant portion of your highly illegal income supporting a school of hyper-inteligent kami-addicted sharks, strapping laser levels to monofilimant chainsaws and jaywalking your bound to meet the reaper sooner or later.
The Runner known as 'Bickle' met his the way he would have wanted, surrounded by the greandes who loved him, screaming into hell with his hands wrapped firmly around the throat of a master Shedim avenging the nice old lady he met on tuesday.
Or at least he thought he did... When he woke up in the clinic that's where he thought he was for sure.
Once the doc convinced him to put down the bedpan and that the nurse was not in fact a Shedim called 'ASS-LANDER' he learned that he'd actually been dropped off at the clinc close to a year and half ago barely alive by men in dark suits with a hell of a lot of nuyen. The doc never asked any questions because it was a FUCK ton of Nuyen and he honestly never expected his patient to wake up.
After this explination and convincing Bickle to put down the soy-cup he was brandishing with repeated asurences that the doc was not in fact working for Lofwyr or the 'Gyre' they were able to part amicably after Bickle knocked him unconcious and stole his pants.
After wandering around vaguly for a few days he realized he was no longer in Seattle or hell, as the number of Asians and people speaking Chinese clued him in. After asking directions in Korean and settling a blood feud with a local triad he was able to score a shit ton of Kami and things went back to being fun again.
Turns out he was in Hong Kong. His car was definetly not in Hong Kong. The trip around the world was eventful. He got lost a bunch. Lost a bunch of Kami. Scored 20k nuyen worth of Bipolar meds and may or may not have accidently allowed a Megalodon to eat some fancy corp dude on a fishing trip while trying to restablish his connection with the Shark Underground.
Once he got that all straightened out/woke up from the drugs he finally made it back to seattle... Only to learn that his beloved Taxi had been stolen by remaining mortal followers of that 'ASS-LANDER' jerk. After a cross country chase he finally managed to corner them outside of the Boston Exclusion Zone and to his horror learned that his car had been possessed by his enemy. After an epic battle Bickle was able to kill his enemy once and for all at the cost of his beloved car. So he ran around boston for a while, saved up and bought a new car.
Now he's back in Seattle you lucky chummers you.
Narrative Significant Qualities
He's a Pink-Mohawk runner conspiracy nut who drives a taxi with a big red button and uses a monofilimant chainsaw. You can't freaking miss him.
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In Character Information
Symbols and Signatures
Likes to name his grenades. Limited air supply while hotboxing Kami.
Matrix Search Table
1 Hit [ Spends a LOT of time on conspiracy forums ] 3 Hits [ Spends a LOT of time on porn conspiracy forums ] 6 Hits [ Has dropped off the grid more than once, seemingly dead only to reappear ]]
Shadow Community Table
1 Hit [ Muscle, tough and good at what he does if you count what he does as shadowrunning. ] 2 Hits [ Don't take his taxi unless you wanna go on an adventure, hotboxes Kami and has kidnapped people into the runner life before. ] 3 Hits [ Has 10k worth of Bi-polar drugs in his trunk that he pops like candy. ] 4+ Hits [ The Red Button in his car is tied to a random ejection seat that may or may not fail to jettison the roof before the seat launches. ]
Armored Jacket and soyritto sauce.
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