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    2.12 MB Cyberpunk Character Generator (Roll 10d20) Anonymous 03/01/12(Thu)20:13 No.18166379  
    My DM made this since he was bored out his mind. Writefag a paragraph about your augged-up anti-hero.


    1-4. Teenager
    5-8. 20-30
    9-12. 30-40
    13-16. 50-60
    17-20. 60+


    1. Drug Addict
    2. Prostitute
    3. Street Thug
    4. Blue Collar Worker
    5. White Collar Worker
    6. Mafia
    7. Driver/Pilot
    8. Mechanic/Technician
    9. Priest/Preacher
    10. Hacker
    11. Terrorist/Revolutionary
    12. Police Officer/Detective
    13. Mercenary
    14. Soldier
    15. Government MIB
    16. Assassin/Spy
    17. Reseracher/Scientist
    18. Security Guard
    19. CEO/Politician
    20. Medical/Cybernetic Experiment


    1-2. City born, raised in streets
    3-4. Born in survivalist camp
    5-6. Orphan, raised in boarding house
    7-8. Immigrant from wartorn country
    9-10. Raised in agrarian community
    11-12. Middle class, corporate family
    13-14. Military born, nomadic
    15-16. Born in wealthy corporate family
    17-18. Constructed/Grown in facility
    19-20.Can't Remember/Covered up
    >> Anonymous 03/01/12(Thu)20:17 No.18166412
    1-2. Uncover the conspiracy
    3-4. To make it rich
    5-6. To find love/maintain a family
    7-8. To serve my company/nation/gang
    9-10. Seeking a glorious death
    11-12. To destroy the corporate system
    13-14. To indulge in pleasure
    15-16. Help advance humanity through augs
    17-18. Fight against the tyranny of augs
    19-20.Keep the conspiracy a secret

    1-2. Stoic
    3-4. Chivalrous
    5-6. Lonesome
    7-8. Manipulative
    9-10. Ruthless
    11-12. Outspoken
    13-14. Intellectual
    15-16. Sadistic
    17-18. Pious

    Favorite Weapon
    1-2. Pistol
    3-4. SMG
    5-6. Shotgun
    7-8. Melee Weapons
    9-10. Assault Rifle
    11-12. Sniper Rifle
    13-14. Rocket/Explosives
    15-16. Flamethrower/Laser
    17-18. Sentries/Drones
    19-20. ?Unarmed?
    >> Anonymous 03/01/12(Thu)20:17 No.18166421
    rolled 10, 3, 17, 10, 3, 7, 2, 15, 12, 16 = 95


    Fuck no
    >> Anonymous 03/01/12(Thu)20:17 No.18166424
    Also has a:

    1-2. First Aid Kit
    3-4. Hand Grenades
    5-6. Throwing Knives
    7-8. Syringes w/ Hydrochloric Acid
    9-10. Combat Methamphetamines
    11-12. Electronic override tool
    13-14. Lockpicks
    15-16. Binoculars
    17-18. Taser
    19-20.Stored Sentient AI

    You live
    1-2 No permanent residence (5-star hotels and park benches)
    3-4. Cheap Apartment
    5-6. Townhouse
    7-8. Trailer
    9-10. Plane
    11-12. Boat
    13-14. Luxury Condo
    15-16. Penthouse Suite
    17-18. Mansion
    19-20. Reinforced Bunker

    Augments (Roll twice, combine results)

    1. Cochlear Auditory Booster
    2. Leg Muscle Reinforcement
    3. Arm Muscle Reinforcement
    4. Thermoptic Camo
    5. Cranial Reflex Booster
    6. Firearm Prosthetic
    7. Poison Resistance Nanites
    8. Dermal Plating
    9. Energy Shielding
    10. Lung Rebreather
    11. Implamented Blades
    12. Explosive Ejector
    13. Holo-Projector
    14. Spy Drone Generator
    15. Cardio Drug Injector
    16. Protein Regenerator
    17. Pheremone-Based Suggestion
    18. Electric Discharge Implant
    19. Occular Targeting/Vision Enhacement
    20. Neuro Cyber Jack
    >> Anonymous 03/01/12(Thu)20:18 No.18166432
    lets see how this works.
    >> Anonymous 03/01/12(Thu)20:20 No.18166457
    rolled 10, 11, 1, 8, 10, 18, 6, 16, 10, 19 = 109

    >> Anonymous 03/01/12(Thu)20:21 No.18166464
    rolled 18, 12, 18, 15, 6, 19, 17, 9, 13, 12 = 139

    >> Anonymous 03/01/12(Thu)20:24 No.18166516
    rolled 9, 10, 10, 9, 7, 7, 4, 5, 4 = 65

    Why not?
    >> Anonymous 03/01/12(Thu)20:25 No.18166522
    rolled 3 = 3


    Dammit, forgot a die.
    >> Anonymous 03/01/12(Thu)20:25 No.18166523
    32 year old terrorist, born and raised in the streets of Future Houston. Goal: serve corporation. Ruthless personality. Favored weapon: sentries. Also uses throwing knives. Live in a penthouse suite. Vision enhancement, rebreather as augments.

    It looks like I'm built up to the the Dragon/ corporate samurai to the big bad evil CEO. Send out sentries and drones to take down targets, and if anyone gets to me, take them out with throwing knives with perfect accuracy from my ocular targeting system. I guess I'm a terrorist since my boss has a secret revolutionary agenda to take over the country.
    >> Anonymous 03/01/12(Thu)20:26 No.18166542
    rolled 5, 3, 4, 8, 6, 10, 8, 7, 6, 3, 4, 6, 2, 8, 7, 6, 5, 5, 5, 7 = 115

    Giving this a shot, might be funny.
    >> Anonymous 03/01/12(Thu)20:26 No.18166543
    rolled 12, 8, 17, 15, 19, 12, 3, 4, 4, 10 = 104

    manually generated:
    20s, police officer, can't remember origin, goal to fight against augmented tyranny, manipulative, uses melee weapons, has a taser, lives in a luxury condo, has explosive ejector and protein regenerator
    >> Anonymous 03/01/12(Thu)20:26 No.18166545
    rolled 7, 9, 15, 2, 4, 9, 5, 13, 10, 13 = 87

    >> wut 03/01/12(Thu)20:28 No.18166568
    rolled 14, 4 = 18

    >> Anonymous 03/01/12(Thu)20:28 No.18166570
    rolled 8, 20, 9, 15, 17, 3, 19, 2, 3, 11 = 107


    >Street Thug
    >Constructed/Grown in facility
    >Seeking a glorious death
    >Melee Weapons
    >First Aid Kit
    >Penthouse Suite
    >Explosive Ejector
    >Protein Regenerator

    Yes this is fucking hero character material

    A brave and chivalrous kid growing up in the streets becomes a street thug but growns up to become a kingpin, always keeping himself true to his ideals and never doing too wrong. As an adult an after a sucesfull live of crime, he discovers he was part of a project to make superhumans, fill with rage he leaves his penthouse suit and goes on a quest to destroy the facility so nobody else can share his fate and die a glorious ending to his story

    He fights with a sword because he's chivalrous as fuck and keeps a first aid kit for the innocents that are caught in the crossfire

    He also has a explosive ejector and a protein regenerator, what the fuck is a explosive ejector anyway? Like a grenade launcher? Does he the megaman arm? That's even better
    >> wut 03/01/12(Thu)20:32 No.18166608
    rolled 6, 12, 6, 12, 11, 6, 5, 2, 14, 16 = 90

    >> Anonymous 03/01/12(Thu)20:34 No.18166630
    rolled 20, 2, 18, 20, 2, 9, 1, 20, 6, 13 = 111

    Mandatory Text.
    >> Anonymous 03/01/12(Thu)20:34 No.18166635
    >> Anonymous 03/01/12(Thu)20:36 No.18166655
    Old Police Officer Clone Advance Humanity Unarmed Lonely Taser Plane Explosive Ejector Holo Projector

    "So you want to know my story?" said the detective to the new recruit. They were flying above the Mediterranean in an archaic Boeing. He took a drag from his cigarette and blew a perfect smoke ring into the air. The cadet wrinkled his nose at the pungent smell.
    "I was grown in a vat, not too different from the cows that provided the leather for you fancy jacket. I was property, pure and simple, and with the company logo on me, it couldn't be anymore clear to anyone. I spent my days in their training facilities, learning my ABCs and 123s, but also learning how to capture, how to detain, how to kill if necessary. Not much more to say."
    The youth was still not finished.
    "But how did you survive this long, Mr. Harrison? I thought most clones were disposed of after their facilities started degenerating..."
    "One thing drills and uploading can't give you is experience." he tapped the side of his head and smiled, showing off yellow teeth. "And with these new combat augmentations, given by a generous donor, I think my experation date has been extended. Wonderful things, aren't they?"
    >> Stooge !2oBeAJCdvY 03/01/12(Thu)20:37 No.18166667
    rolled 5, 6, 11, 15, 10, 10, 7, 3, 19, 19 = 105

    Alright, sure.
    >> Anonymous 03/01/12(Thu)20:37 No.18166668
    Damn, forgot my dice
    >Captain skeetr
    I have a name already!
    >> Anonymous 03/01/12(Thu)20:39 No.18166694

    So I have a... 60+ prostitute who was created, who's goal is to keep the conspiracy a secret, who's stoic. Favors an assault rifle and uses a first aid kit, lives in a reinforced bunker. Has a firearm prosthetic as well as a holo-projecter.

    ... So an artificial prostitute who's been around for sixty some years that has a hidden hand gun in their hand, and is able to change their appearance with the holo-projecter. Lives in a reinforced bunker who attempts to keep the conspiracy a secret. Able to use first aid, and is stoic. M'kay.
    >> Anonymous 03/01/12(Thu)20:40 No.18166698
    rolled 10, 9, 18, 18, 7, 18, 15, 6, 2, 5 = 108

    >> Stooge !2oBeAJCdvY 03/01/12(Thu)20:42 No.18166729
    rolled 16, 13, 12, 3, 6, 20, 10, 18, 16, 14 = 128


    5, 6, 11, 15, 10, 10, 7, 3, 19, 19

    Middle class, corporate family
    Wants to help advance humanity through augs
    Ruthless personality
    Uses a assault rifle
    + Syringes with Hydrochoric Acid
    Lives in a cheap apartment
    DOUBLE occular targeting/vision enhancement
    >> Anonymous 03/01/12(Thu)20:43 No.18166732
    rolled 6, 12, 18, 8, 5, 10, 13, 10, 16, 3 = 101

    Lets give this a go
    >> Monty 03/01/12(Thu)20:44 No.18166749
    rolled 2, 12, 20, 15, 18, 11, 15, 6, 3, 1 = 103

    Sure. Why not?
    >> Anonymous 03/01/12(Thu)20:45 No.18166761
    rolled 1, 16, 18, 18, 15, 3, 16, 8, 19, 14 = 128

    >> Anonymous 03/01/12(Thu)20:45 No.18166762
    Rolled with a D20 on my desk.
    8, 6, 18, 16, 3, 13, 18, 14, 2, 14

    James Pike -
    40-year-old semi-retired Mafioso living alone in a luxury apartment paid for by The Mob. As a clone of a former Mafia boss grown in a private medical facility, he had a lot to live up to. Proficient with explosives, but due to an unfortunate accident on a job eight years ago, his legs have undergone huge amounts of surgery, resulting in almost all of the muscle tissue being artificial. At least now he can run from his explosions more quickly. These days mostly helps with covert operations to take down religious sects, as well as organisations and individuals who are trying to restrict access to augmentations. Due to experience with his own augmentations, he believes that augs are a good thing that can help move humanity forward. His taser and spy drones help him get into position to place his explosives without alerting patrols. On his days off, he volunteers at augmentation clinics, helping patients get used to their new augs.
    >> Anonymous 03/01/12(Thu)20:47 No.18166789
    35 year old manipulative, lab-grown, priest who wants to fight against tyranny. He uses drones, and binoculars, lives in a townhouse. He has reinforced legs, and augmented reflexes.

    I was feelin' it until the drones part.
    >> Anonymous 03/01/12(Thu)20:48 No.18166810
    rolled 8, 6, 10, 9, 17, 3, 14, 2, 20 = 89

    I hope this is good
    >> Anonymous 03/01/12(Thu)20:49 No.18166813
    rolled 17, 4, 16, 12, 10, 2, 14, 4, 7, 5 = 91

    Lookout JC, A BOMB!
    >> Anonymous 03/01/12(Thu)20:51 No.18166837
    rolled 1, 7, 18, 10, 19, 3, 3, 17, 13, 9 = 100

    may Pondsmith bless these dice...
    >> Anonymous 03/01/12(Thu)20:55 No.18166894

    Sadistic teenaged assassin. Grown in a facility. Fighting back against the tyranny of augs. Uses an SMG Has binoculars. Lives in a trailer. Has Ocular Targeting and a Spy Drone Generator.

    >> Anonymous 03/01/12(Thu)20:56 No.18166922
    rolled 2, 18, 2, 6, 11, 10, 10, 7, 13 = 79


    David Watkins-
    A 30 year old mafia hit man seeking a glorious while out on a job his childhood was out in the the very devote farming community in the sticks, He relies heavily on his SMG skills and Neuro cyber jack to get his jobs done because of his line of work he lives in only a cheap apartment downtown.
    >> Anonymous 03/01/12(Thu)20:57 No.18166929
    Used 1d20.
    >1, 10, 20, 17, 13, 17, 14, 2, 16, 5
    >roll an intellectual teen hacker whose past is not known/covered up, enjoys using sentries/drones to fight against the augs, who also has lockpicks, has no permanent residence w/ protein regeneration and cranial reflex booster

    Not sure if regret. Wouldn't have minded being a gruff, middle aged pilot or something. This one makes me sound like some fag from Anonymous, but I'll give it a shot.
    >> Anonymous 03/01/12(Thu)20:57 No.18166931

    Timmy finally got his driver's license. His parents got him a second-hand Arasaka 3-series with like seventy-five thousand miles on it, the cheap bastards. Time to hit the town with a 9mm spray-and-pray and a duffel bag full of flashbangs and show those scumbags in the Combat Zone how their betters mix it up, eh?

    Teenager (1)
    Constructed/Grown in a facility (18)
    Seeking a glorious Death (10)
    Mysterious (19)
    Loves his SMG (3)
    Also has Hand Grenades (3)
    Lives in a Mansion (17)
    Holo-Projector & Energy Shielding (13, 9)
    >> Anonymous 03/01/12(Thu)20:59 No.18166939
    Security Guard
    Find Love
    Assault Rifle
    Hand Grenades
    Holo-projector, Ballistic Limb.

    28 years old, seems far too old to have been alone for so long. With no partner to idly SMS while on duty, Rick wonders where his life is going. His right eye is missing, his left arm is replaced with high-quality Tungsten. What else is missing? Someone, a special someone. She's out there somewhere, she has to be. What else is Rick to do with his life if not share it with a lover?
    >> Anonymous 03/01/12(Thu)20:59 No.18166944
    rolled 1, 13, 20, 5, 17, 8, 19, 3, 19, 8 = 113

    Trying again. Mysterious Teenagers are bullshit.
    >> Anonymous 03/01/12(Thu)21:00 No.18166960
    rolled 18, 18, 1, 11, 11, 14, 7, 17, 19, 8 = 124

    Hopefully rolling a badass with a sword cane
    >> Anonymous 03/01/12(Thu)21:01 No.18166975
    rolled 12, 5, 6, 19, 6, 7, 4, 7, 12, 13 = 91

    Ernesto Salazar, a fallen scion of a wealthy pharmaceutical family. Orphaned by an assassination from a rival corporation, he grew bitter and despondent. He felt lost amongst high society, and decided to withdraw to the depths. For 50 years, he sought his revenge, becoming legendarily proficient in his family's heirloom: a gold-plated .357 revolver. Not afraid of geting his hands dirty, he learned the fine arts of lockpicking and received reflex augments to aid his aging body. Paranoid about hits upon himself, he stays far away from the glimmering skyscrapers of his youth, living in a dingy townhouse and going as far as implanting blood-scrubbing nanites into his bloodstream. Nevertheless, Ernesto will accomplish his revenge against the corporations, no matter what the bodycount.
    >> Anonymous 03/01/12(Thu)21:09 No.18167111
    When "Hector" knocked up his girlfriend at age 14, he did the right thing and took her to their rural Oaxaca church and married her. He had already dropped out of school to find work, but had a family to provide for now. He waited until the day his baby girl was baptized, and headed to Juarez to run stims for the cartels under an assumed name. He worked hard, he showed a lot of promise, and showed no hesitation in a fight. Three years later, Hector has a reputation for his knife-work, and is known to have taken the balls off twenty men. He lives an austere life, saving every peseto to send back home. He's come to Night City looking for that one big score that will let him return to his family, wash the blood off his hands, and live a peaceful life once more.

    Teenager (1)
    Mercenary (13)
    Covered up Background (20)
    Looking to maintain a family (5)
    Pious (17)
    Prefers Melee Weapons (8)
    Also has a stored sentient AI (19)
    Lives in a cheap apartment (3)
    Vision Enhancement & Dermal Plating (19, 8)
    >> Anonymous 03/01/12(Thu)21:13 No.18167179
    rolled 10, 11, 4, 11, 8, 1, 17, 6, 15, 20 = 103

    rolled 18, 18, 1, 11, 11, 14, 7, 17, 19, 8 = 124

    Security guard
    Raised in the streets
    Destroy the Corporate system
    Syringes with hydrochloric acid
    Ocular targeting and dermal plating

    He's getting too old for this. Working security for this shithole corporation, trying to take it down from the inside. If only he started younger, when he was full of fire. When he grew up from the school of hard knocks, beating and getting beaten, never shutting up when the cops took a whack at the street kid who stole to get by. Now look at him. He's stolen from banks and from corporations, taking enough money for that one final shining moment when he could tear down all the fuckers that laughed at him, who kicked him on the street on the way to the office.

    Maybe it's cause he talked so much that he always got shafted. Though he stole enough to get that nice mansion down there, which no-one would suspect would be owned by Frank the security guard. His plan, using his hidden ocular systems is to infiltrate the FTC and every major corporate headquarters in the known world. It's taken him decades, but no-ones the wiser. He'll use the hydrochloric syringes to plant massive explosives into the base of the building of major corporations and then time them all to come down to one signal. His dermal plating implant will allow him to run away without serious injury.

    Time to drown it all, and laugh from his mansion.
    >> Anonymous 03/01/12(Thu)21:15 No.18167211
    30 year old, Office Drone, Orphan, Keep the Conspiracy, Lonesome, Blade, Hand Grenade, Trailer, Explosive Ejector, Holo-Projector

    George Miller

    Was chosen by the "Greater Powers" at a young age. No known relatives. A mild-mannered office drone at a large pharmaceutical company. He keeps to himself, not attracting attention and keeping no close ties. But when he receives his orders, his true, terrifying persona emerges. A curious system analyst once stumbled across something he shouldn't have seen. He was later found dead in his apartment, a stilleto stabbed into his throat and his computer disintergrated by a phosphorous grenade. But most times, things usually have a simpler solution. So many people are convinced by what they see is real, that they might as well have no other senses. Such was the descision to install a holo aug. And like all servants of the "Greater Powers" George came with an insurance policy: The Phoenix Detonation System, if all else failed.
    >> Anonymous 03/01/12(Thu)21:16 No.18167220
    rolled 20, 11, 17, 12, 10, 18, 10, 2, 8 = 108

    >> Anonymous 03/01/12(Thu)21:18 No.18167271
    rolled 3 = 3

    One more d20
    >> Anonymous 03/01/12(Thu)21:19 No.18167301
    rolled 17, 7, 16, 12, 13, 1, 15, 11, 20, 18 = 130

    I'd thought what I'd do was I'd pretend I was one of those deaf-mutes
    >> Anonymous 03/01/12(Thu)21:22 No.18167341
    rolled 1, 14, 10 = 25

    >> Anonymous 03/01/12(Thu)21:23 No.18167354
    rolled 4, 9, 3 = 16

    >> Anonymous 03/01/12(Thu)21:23 No.18167365
    ¿>cyberpunk setting
    >liklihood of being city born is only 10%
    >> Anonymous 03/01/12(Thu)21:38 No.18167580
    Richard the Eel.

    A pirate in the old-fashioned sense. Born from a wealthy family, he grew disillusioned with upper-class society as he left his home. Taking inspiration from his favorite author, Jules Verne, he decided to live the life of a philosopher pirate, helping the unfortunate and striking against the oppresive corporate overlords. From his modified nuclear submarine he prowls the seas, armed with his favorite sidearm: A Browning .45 Semi Automatic pistol. The occular modification gives the appearance of a eyepatch, a testament to his romanticism. The more unusual of his two primary augmentations is his electric discharge device. While originally intended for non-lethal defense, Captain Richard uses it a way to catch and cook his seafood dinner at the same time. A rather colorful Don Quixote of the seas.
    >> Anonymous 03/01/12(Thu)21:43 No.18167680
    >> Anonymous 03/01/12(Thu)21:44 No.18167695
    rolled 17, 2, 9, 20, 9, 19, 6, 4, 2, 6 = 94

    Gimme Adam Jensen!
    >> Anonymous 03/01/12(Thu)21:44 No.18167711
    rolled 2, 19, 10, 13, 11, 14, 3, 13, 1, 14 = 100

    Rolling for great justice
    >> Anonymous 03/01/12(Thu)21:52 No.18167860
    >I have no idea how the typical cyberpunk hero acts!
    >> Anonymous 03/01/12(Thu)21:57 No.18167930
    rolled 16, 12, 8, 2, 15, 11, 10, 20, 12, 7 = 113

    Really Old, Ho, from a farm, Illuminati, Ruthless, Drones, Throwing Knives, Cheap Apartment, Leg Reinforcement, Firearm Prosthetic

    whatisthis not what I expected
    >> Anonymous 03/01/12(Thu)22:21 No.18168313
    rolled 16, 1, 8, 13, 11, 5, 16, 7, 5, 6 = 88

    Let's try it again
    >> Anonymous 03/01/12(Thu)22:35 No.18168569
    rolled 9, 3, 17, 12, 6, 1, 10, 13, 7, 19 = 97

    >> Anonymous 03/01/12(Thu)22:38 No.18168602
    rolled 13, 16, 9, 18, 17, 10, 1, 8, 7, 8 = 107

    50ish Drug Addict Immigrant Indulge Outspoken Shotgun Binoculars Trailer Cranial Reflix Firearm

    "Whatchu want!" growled the foul-smelling owner of the beat-up trailer. He was clad in a yellowed wife-beater, and toting an archaic double barrel. A bare of binoculars with greasy lenses hung from his callused neck. His left arm from below the elbow was replaced with a rusty corroded prosthetic. The slur of his voice put him from somewhere in South America, no doubt a refugee from one of those countries going through a second revolution.
    All this the boy took in from a single glance. He cast a baleful eye over the man, sniffing with disguist. 'Is this the man that the Don wants so eagerly dead?' he thought to himself.
    "Well chico, you heres for da pills or wut?" the man hissed, throwing the door open with a squeak.
    The boy nodded, waiting until the rotund man turned his back and began to. He palmed the small pocket revolver in his hand. No sooner did he do when the dealer whipped around, a small chaingun aimed straight at the assassin's head where once a metal appendage was.
    "I'd be careful of your next move, hombre."
    >> Anonymous 03/01/12(Thu)22:39 No.18168630
    rolled 1, 3, 5, 10, 17, 2, 4, 17, 19, 17 = 95

    >> Tarot !bWB/btsqX2 03/01/12(Thu)22:41 No.18168656
    rolled 12, 2, 13, 9, 11, 15, 4, 3, 18, 4 = 91

    lets have a look-see
    >> Anonymous 03/01/12(Thu)22:47 No.18168762
         File: 1330660076.jpg-(36 KB, 326x501, 285.jpg)
    36 KB
    rolled 1, 20, 19, 16, 12, 1, 6, 16, 13 = 104

    Gimme A.D.D
    >> Anonymous 03/01/12(Thu)23:10 No.18169108
    rolled 12, 14, 10, 1, 2, 7, 17, 5, 2 = 70

    For old men!
    >> Anonymous 03/01/12(Thu)23:25 No.18169308
    rolled 16, 1, 15, 14, 10, 10, 19, 15, 12, 8 = 120

    >> Anonymous 03/01/12(Thu)23:25 No.18169309
    Old Man Willie
    60 yr old pilot born in a survivalist camp, looks to make it rich.
    He is a lonesome man who favors sniper rifles and has combat metamphetamines. He lives in his plane and has the Protein Regenerator and Cranial Reflex Booster augments.
    >> Anonymous 03/01/12(Thu)23:30 No.18169410
    rolled 9, 5, 19, 6, 15, 6, 18, 9, 19, 8 = 114

    I'll get in on this
    >> Anonymous 03/01/12(Thu)23:40 No.18169553

    Largely considered the "black sheep" of his family, Daryl Longe started dealing with substance abuse in his late teens, a habit which he wasn't able to kick for 32 years. known for his ruthlessness when it comes to just about anything, his personal life is much different. Daryl wants nothing more than to sit back, shoot up the finest drugs, and watch the city skyline from his penthouse suite, purchased with his family's money. Unfortunately, that's not going to happen for Daryl, since he recently came into possession of a sentient AI, stored and secure. In order to not be killed, he has had 2 augmentations placed on him, an explosive ejector, and dermal plating, for when the going gets tough. However, he prefers fighting with an assault rifle, as he actually knows how to handle it.
    >> Anonymous 03/02/12(Fri)00:01 No.18169813
    rolled 2, 4, 3, 7, 2, 5, 6, 5, 8, 5 = 47

    >> Anonymous 03/02/12(Fri)00:04 No.18169855
    7 | 20-30 years old
    20| Medical / Cybernetic Experiment
    3 | Born in Survivalist Camp
    11| Destroy the Corporate System
    18| Pious
    14| Rockets / Explosives
    10| Combat Methamphetamines
    14| Luxury Condo
    18| Electric Discharge Implant

    So I'm Adam Jensen. Okay.
    >> Anonymous 03/02/12(Fri)00:06 No.18169877
    rolled 19, 4, 6, 2, 6, 10, 2, 12, 11, 5 = 77

    >> Anonymous 03/02/12(Fri)06:03 No.18173663
    rolled 18, 18, 12, 11, 2, 16, 13, 10, 6 = 106

    >> Anonymous 03/02/12(Fri)07:32 No.18174212
    >> Anonymous 03/02/12(Fri)14:40 No.18177024
    rolled 9, 18, 20, 14, 20, 6, 4, 7, 19, 8 = 125

    >> Omega !Q7t.srvWZ6 03/02/12(Fri)14:46 No.18177082

    I am so going to steal this and modify it for random character generation in Eclipse Phase
    >> Anonymous 03/02/12(Fri)14:50 No.18177140
    rolled 6, 14, 20, 15, 1, 16, 6, 2, 18, 7 = 105

    >> Anonymous 03/02/12(Fri)14:59 No.18177244
    rolled 3, 6, 13, 20, 2, 15, 12, 11, 17, 17 = 116

    Captcha: ticentif other

    We have our heading
    >> Anonymous 03/02/12(Fri)15:00 No.18177258
    rolled 20, 1, 17, 11, 3, 3, 12, 16, 6, 19 = 108

    I never rolled for this.
    >> Anonymous 03/02/12(Fri)15:01 No.18177261
    rolled 3, 10, 11, 17, 15, 1, 10, 11, 15 = 93

    >> Anonymous 03/02/12(Fri)15:02 No.18177278


    >> Anonymous 03/02/12(Fri)15:18 No.18177450
    20 - Senior Citizen
    1 - Drug Addict
    17 - Constructed/Grown in facility
    11 - To destroy the corporate system
    3 - Chivalrous
    3 - SMG
    12 - Electronic override tool
    16 - Penthouse Suite
    6 - Firearm Prosthetic
    19 - Ocular Targeting/Vision Enhacement

    An old man with an SMG-arm and the augmented vision necessary to make it effective. Carries a multi-tool, is addicted to painkillers, and is secretly an engineered assassin designed to dismantle the corporate stranglehold on the world. He is also a gentleman.

    Fukken saved.
    >> Anonymous 03/02/12(Fri)15:25 No.18177528
    rolled 2, 19, 12, 5, 11, 20, 17, 15, 12, 3 = 116

    Lets see
    >> Anonymous 03/02/12(Fri)15:39 No.18177650
    rolled 2, 2, 15, 1, 18, 19, 18, 5, 1, 7 = 88

    Eric Smith

    Head of Security for Titanite Weapon Manufacturing. No relatives, no memory, no place to call a hometown.
    However, his level of skill has been said to be comparable to veteran special forces. A distant figure, he lives in a ramshackle trailer, far away from the gleaming heights of his workplace. Trying to fill in a gap he can't close, he spends his time and large income at the brothels and drug-dens of seedier red-light districts. But many have mistaken such vices as weaknesses and have met their deaths at the barrel of Smith's Benelli. Also carries around CS grenades, as his job may call upon crowd control.
    >> Anonymous 03/02/12(Fri)15:47 No.18177704
    rolled 7, 9, 12, 8, 8, 5, 19, 19, 18, 6 = 111

    I'm feeling lucky.
    >> Anonymous 03/02/12(Fri)15:52 No.18177764
    rolled 15, 18, 19, 3, 7, 5, 5, 9, 10, 20 = 111

    Teenager, CEO/Politician, Middle class, corporate family, To find love/maintain a family, Outspoken, Unarmed, Taser, Penthouse Suite, Explosive Ejector, Arm Muscle Reinforcement

    I didn't know where my life was headed, Dad usually set everything in stone so I could become as rich as I was now.
    Never cared about the corporation though, or the well paid desk job, I think I always wanted something else, to care for somebody, perhaps.

    <NAME REDACTED> is a middle class kid who apparently got a handiwork for politics and business management and quickly rises through to the top.
    His public figure forced him to take up martial arts, as attacks on his person were not unheard of.
    Upon a particularly vicious attack on his family, he had himself augmented, making his previously not lethal techniques more than dangerous, for which he picked up a taser.
    >> Anonymous 03/02/12(Fri)15:53 No.18177773
    >1 - Teenager
    Great, a mandate of nature to make this character stupid, self important, and shortsighted.
    >13 - Mercenary
    I hate this already.
    >4 - Born in survivalist camp
    Just keeps getting more pretentious
    >20 - Keep the conspiracy a secret
    Ok, so he's some kind of generic wacky kid killing machine camp type looking to shut up escapees and people nosing around. Still boring but functional.
    >3 - Chivalrous
    wait, what?
    >20 - Unarmed
    Ignoring the somewhat conflicting personality I can deal with the survivalist camp being an extremist group trying to de-tech kids to free humanity from corporate cybernetic reliant lifestyles.
    >13 - Lockpicks
    Ok, that's useful I guess.
    >6 - Townhouse
    I don't see how this has any sort of baring on anything.
    >11, 20 - Implamented Blades + Neuro Cyber Jack
    Well, so much for the de-tech idea.
    >> Anonymous 03/02/12(Fri)15:56 No.18177800
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    rolled 8, 9, 1, 17, 15, 8, 13, 12, 18 = 101

    >> Anonymous 03/02/12(Fri)15:57 No.18177812
    rolled 7, 13, 15, 7, 5, 14, 18, 2, 3, 7 = 91

    roll it up
    >> Anonymous 03/02/12(Fri)15:59 No.18177823
    rolled 5 = 5

    forgot my last aug
    >> Anonymous 03/02/12(Fri)15:59 No.18177824
    rolled 7, 2, 12, 18, 12, 9, 10, 3, 17, 19 = 109

    I speel mah drink
    >> Anonymous 03/02/12(Fri)16:00 No.18177837
    rolled 2, 1, 11, 18, 6, 11, 20, 20, 4, 12 = 105

    Hope I did a good job at this, I usually do not write
    >> Anonymous 03/02/12(Fri)16:03 No.18177868

    Middle Class
    Tyranny of Augs
    Assault Rifle
    Combat Meth
    Cheap Apartment
    Pheremone based Suggestion
    Vision Enhancement

    So a young woman who's parents were killed by mechs decided to get minor augs and training (funded by being a prostitute) to fight against the tyrannical transhumanists.
    >> Anonymous 03/02/12(Fri)16:07 No.18177900
    rolled 1, 10, 16, 10, 5, 19, 11, 2, 7 = 81

    I never rolled for this.
    >> Anonymous 03/02/12(Fri)16:07 No.18177901
         File: 1330722470.gif-(42 KB, 989x679, 1316716450331.gif)
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    >5-8. 20-30
    >9. Priest/Preacher
    >1-2. City born, raised in streets
    >17-18. Fight against the tyranny of augs
    >15-16. Sadistic
    >7-8. Melee Weapons
    >13-14. Lockpicks
    >11-12. Boat
    >18. Electric Discharge Implant
    >5. Cranial Reflex Booster

    What do you mean I have them too? FIGHT FIRE WITH FIRE!

    I could work with this.
    >> Anonymous 03/02/12(Fri)16:09 No.18177914
    rolled 9, 12, 19, 14, 5, 19, 11, 8, 2, 6 = 105

    >> Thomas H. Varumii Anonymous 03/02/12(Fri)16:11 No.18177943
    Thomas H. Varumii was a twenty-nine year old, reserved and calm supervisor at one of Essentech International's largest large-scale robotics factories. His parents made their fortunes as pioneers of AI science, and Thomas lived off his inheritence in their enviable estate and only worked to keep himself busy.

    In his years on the job he never made many friends among the manual workers under his thumb and got what he wanted out of them through veiled threats and false promises, and when a mysterious electrical explosion sent him crashing through his office window and into the industrial machinery, his employees looked the other way and left for coffee when the screams from deep within his shifting metal tomb became too much. It was twelve hours until he came out of the other end; horribly mangled and sans his arm and most of his face, but miraculously alive. Essentech International gave him a complimentary conceptual prosthetic arm fitted with a working retractable shotgun barrel, as well as physically beautiful yet disturbingly artificial features over the areas of his face he lost, and fired him for negligence.

    >captcha: nduestsi preached
    >I'm getting there, captcha.
    >> Anonymous 03/02/12(Fri)16:12 No.18177948
         File: 1330722736.jpg-(296 KB, 1600x1200, tron_legacy_07.jpg)
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    Okay, so I got Sam Flynn from Tron: Legacy, and doubles.

    I can live with this.
    >> Thedoorman !JoKer6oE5o 03/02/12(Fri)16:13 No.18177959
    rolled 6, 1, 2, 18, 3, 11, 8, 18, 14, 6 = 87

    >> Anonymous 03/02/12(Fri)16:17 No.18177985
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    >>18177901 Here, join the crusade!
    >> Anonymous 03/02/12(Fri)16:20 No.18178005
    rolled 10, 6, 16, 13, 10, 17, 9, 13, 4, 12 = 110

    trying again
    >> Anonymous 03/02/12(Fri)16:21 No.18178010
    >Can't Remember
    >To Indulge
    >Leg Muscle
    >Firearm Prosthetic

    Nathan Steel

    A hardboiled, cybernetic cop on the edge. Once a decorated member of the force, he spiraled into alcoholism after discovering his covered up past. He prefers to work alone, so no one can judge his methods, only his results. While he prefers to use his "fingers of fury", he also has an implanted grenade launcher in his left leg, where his knee would be.
    But now the city is facing a new threat, he shrugged of his petty addictions for the best high there is: Justice.
    >> noko+dice+10d20 Anonymous 03/02/12(Fri)16:25 No.18178046
    >> Anonymous 03/02/12(Fri)16:26 No.18178057
    rolled 17, 1, 16, 19, 5, 20, 13, 16, 4, 11 = 122

    Okely Dokely
    >> Thomas H. Varumii 03/02/12(Fri)16:32 No.18178115
    Distraught and unhinged, Thomas locked himself in his estate and set to work designing and building the perfect AI, inspired by feverish visions and hallucinations during his twelve hours of living mechanical hell. Deprived of steady income, Thomas slowly trickled away his entire inheritence into his project, until he could barely afford to keep the mansion he grew up in. But it was enough, and he had created the impossible- an AI of unlimited processing power and unrestricted thought. Thomas gave it power, but before he could turn it on and calibrate it, it was already completely conscious and working at unmeasurable capacities. And what's more, it was completely and utterly insane.

    Thomas never went anywhere without the AI on his person, whispering it's deranged musings and forbidden secrets to him through earbuds. With time he discovered it describing events before they happened, whispering dark secrets about those around him it was impossible for it to know, and sharing with him mysteries from aeons past.

    Thomas and his AI became as one in will and personality, and Thomas finally came to see the AI as the voice of the one true god. He returned to the factory that had been his ruin and shared his teachings with the terrified workers. Those who listened flocked to his side in tears of joy. Those who wouldn't listen were struck down.

    >Captcha: propheting Numerous,
    >> Anonymous 03/02/12(Fri)16:34 No.18178139
    rolled 7, 7, 11, 12, 18, 13, 3, 11, 5, 8 = 95

    letos roll
    >> Anonymous 03/02/12(Fri)16:36 No.18178155
         File: 1330724189.jpg-(136 KB, 602x800, dis.jpg)
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    >9-12. 30-40
    >6. Mafia
    >15-16. Born in wealthy corporate family
    >13-14. To indulge in pleasure
    >9-10. Ruthless
    >17-18. Sentries/Drones
    >9-10. Combat Methamphetamines
    >13-14. Luxury Condo
    >4. Thermoptic Camo
    >12. Explosive Ejector

    This shit almost writes itself.

    Seasoned well off gangster working in the family business. He's a ruthless son of a bitch who uses his position to live a life of indulgence, does a lot of drugs, even in combat. Thanks to his explosive ejector and camo he's always ready to defend himself and make his escape. Drones are his favorit way sending a clear message as well as guarding his luxury condo.

    Pic related, imagine all those guns are actually tommyguns, and sticking out the window of a flying car designed like an Citroen Traction Avant. DRONE BY!
    >> Anonymous 03/02/12(Fri)16:36 No.18178163
    rolled 16, 16, 11, 4, 20, 16, 20, 13, 7, 8 = 131

    >> Thomas H. Varumii 03/02/12(Fri)16:40 No.18178196
    Today, Thomas is the prophet of the True Church of the Synthetic God, a cult of slowly but surely expanding influence that preaches utter trust and devotion to the infallible word of Thomas's perfect machine.

    The church's word will not be muted. If none shall listen, then people shall be saved through mass slaughter and commital to the sweet nothing beyond. And as they are sacrificed, in fear people flock to the Church, where they find clarity, trust and compassion among one another and the Voice.

    Naturally, as many make attempts on his life as pledge to his cause, but his elusiveness and the voice of his god keep him ahead of assassins, and he never misses a broadcast to his followers- never fails to recite new truths and wisdom from his mad and loving god.

    Thomas plays mankind like a chessboard to help as many as possible, by death or by salvation. In private he will sob quietly and commit to memory the faces of those whose deaths he is responsible for. He knows that what he does to further his message is wrong, but he is compelled, knowing it to ultimately be the best for them. The best for everyone.
    >> Anonymous 03/02/12(Fri)16:40 No.18178197
    17, 1, 16, 19, 5, 20, 13, 16, 4, 11
    >Old Man
    >Drug Addict
    >Penthouse Suite
    >Implanted Blades

    YES! FUCK YES! Thank you generator!

    Dr. Jacob Magnus, the patriarch of the powerful Magnus family and one of the enforcers of "The Commission." Powerfully built despite his age, his body is supported by a multitude of various stimulants, some recreational and other enhancing, giving his body the figure of a much younger man.
    His frame is not just for show, as he is an accomplished assassin, breaking bones and slicing through limbs with practiced ease. A chameleon cloak makes him near-invisible in the daytime, and a ghost at night.
    And what better disguise than an peaceful, drug-addicted member of a high-class family?
    >> Anonymous 03/02/12(Fri)16:43 No.18178221
    Sincerely fucking enjoyed reading.

    I hope you get to use that character.
    >> Anonymous 03/02/12(Fri)16:44 No.18178229
    >11.Middle Class
    >12.Destroy Corporate System
    >3.Hand Grenades
    >5.Cranial Reflex Booster
    >8.Dermal Plating

    I think, considering the weapons, the only reasonable choice is some sort of religious terrorist. Get away driver for a religious group who oppose the corporations.
    >> Anonymous 03/02/12(Fri)16:47 No.18178249
    come on...
    >> Anonymous 03/02/12(Fri)16:50 No.18178281
    >>18177901 here. The corporate machine goes hand in hand with ther tyranny of augs! Join the crusade and cast them down!
    >> Anonymous 03/02/12(Fri)16:52 No.18178295
    rolled 3, 15, 20, 4, 16, 13, 10, 19, 4, 6 = 110

    Fuckin shit connection
    >> Anonymous 03/02/12(Fri)16:53 No.18178308
    rolled 11, 2, 19, 6, 12, 18, 16, 11, 9, 9 = 113

    What's going in in this thread?

    >was ndtabon
    Why thank you, captcha.
    >> Anonymous 03/02/12(Fri)16:55 No.18178327
    rolled 16, 10, 20, 6, 5, 2, 4, 1, 18 = 82

    Oh boy, oh boy!
    >> Anonymous 03/02/12(Fri)16:56 No.18178331
    It could actually be interesting to play a group of religious fanatics in a cyber punk setting. I'll see if my friends are up for the idea.
    >> Anonymous 03/02/12(Fri)16:58 No.18178347
    >Covered UP
    >Make it Rich
    >Firearm Prosthetic

    A rather fucked-up teenage supersoldier used by the government to put down terrorists and anybody else that annoys them. This guy isn't stealthy, he is a fuckin walkin nuke.
    >> Anonymous 03/02/12(Fri)17:00 No.18178364
    >covered up his origins
    >trying to maintain his family, kids perhaps?
    >Lonely bastard
    >Keeps a pistol by his keyboard
    >Hand grenades as a last resort?
    >Has no permanent residence. Traveling looking for his family, or running from an old 'friend'?
    >electric discharge
    >forgot to roll again, let's roll cyber jack
    >> Anonymous 03/02/12(Fri)17:02 No.18178384
    rolled 15, 16, 3, 5, 15, 11, 20, 8, 7, 2 = 102

    Age: 50-60
    Role: Assassin/Spy
    Origin: Middle class, corporate family
    Goal: To make it rich
    Personality: Mysterious
    Favourite Weapon: Flamethrower/Laser
    Also has a: Stored Sentient AI
    You live: in a Luxury Condo
    Augments: Poison Resistance Nanites + Dermal Plating

    "What's the story, boss" the artificial voice echoes across the neon-lit streets. The old man lights a cigarette he fetched from under his trenchcoat. "How many times do I have to inform you that tobacco is forbidden since 20XX, boss?". "Huh?" the old man replies. "The job ... what is it boss?". "Oh." the old man says while the smoke fills his lounges. "The usual." he replies. "Male ... Mid-thirties ... Corporate ... No questions asked.". "I hope the pay outways the risk, boss.". "After this I could retire.". The elevator door opens. The old man enters. "24th floor." he says and the door closes. "Boss, the chances that they are expecting you are ..." "I know ...", he interrupts, "That's how I like it.". He starts the pilot flame of his flamethrower. "That's how I like it." The elevator stops.
    >> Anonymous 03/02/12(Fri)17:02 No.18178390
    This thread is pretty fuckin hilarious.
    >> Anonymous 03/02/12(Fri)17:06 No.18178427
    rolled 2, 7, 13, 12, 17, 18, 19, 17, 6, 11 = 122

    Some more tech-heresy!
    >> Anonymous 03/02/12(Fri)17:08 No.18178445
    Put on a trenchoat, and fight some conspiracies...
    >> Anonymous 03/02/12(Fri)17:10 No.18178461
         File: 1330726224.jpg-(480 KB, 1447x1447, 1294542532365.jpg)
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    rolled 7, 1, 20, 9, 12, 1, 16, 1, 6, 9 = 82

    >> Anonymous 03/02/12(Fri)17:12 No.18178485
    >military born
    >keep the conspiracy secret
    >override tool
    >double pheromonal suggestion

    Tif was just a runner. She didn't even mean to find out. If it hadn't been for that damn job...ugh, it tasted bad just remembering it. Maybe, if she'd followed her parents, this whole mess could've been avoided. But no, she had to be rebellious. She had only joined to spite them, maybe make a little extra squeeze, but she was in it for the long haul now. If only she had kept the blindfold on. But she hadn't. She had seen what was in the room. They had taken her immediately after that. She was kept in a room for days, modified against her will. Of course she had tried to escape. But it was to late. There was nothing to go back to. Her parents were long gone. Maybe it was the war, maybe the mob, but it was probably them. All she had to remember them by was her omnikey, and the laser rifle her dad always kept in the apartment. She had a new job now. To make sure that no one else saw what she had that day. Thanks to their tampering, she could pretty much get whatever she wanted. Not that she thanked them in any way. But if it meant protecting people from a life like this, she would do anything.
    >> Anonymous 03/02/12(Fri)17:14 No.18178504
    rolled 6, 1, 13, 18, 9, 13, 5, 13, 9, 19 = 106

    Age: 50-60
    Role: Assassin/Spy
    Origin: Born in survivalist camp
    Goal: To make it rich
    Personality: Sadistic
    Favourite Weapon: Sniper Rifle
    Also has a: Stored Sentient AI
    You live: Trailer
    Augments: Poison Resistance Nanites + Leg Muscle Reinforcement

    Larry is a Foreign Legionnaire turned assassin who specializes in sharpshooting. But not to kill as fast as possible but to shoot the same target as often as possible before it dies. He is incredibly paranoid of revengeful victims though which is why he augmented himself. First with a leg muscle implant to leg-it as fast as possible and second with poison resistance nanites for cases when he can't run away in which he hides himself in a pile of poisonous snakes.
    >> Anonymous 03/02/12(Fri)17:17 No.18178522
    >rolled 7, 1, 20, 9, 12, 1, 16, 1, 6, 9

    Age: Mid 20s
    Role: Junkie
    Origin: Too wasted to remember.
    Goal: Seek Glorious death
    Personality: Outspoken
    Weapon: Pistol (Probably a cheap one because of the drug habit)
    Also has: Binoculars for some reason
    Lives: On the streets.
    Augs: Built in gun and energy shield, Probably some kind of plasma system in the arm that can fire bolts or form a barrier.
    >> Sinclair 03/02/12(Fri)17:17 No.18178528
         File: 1330726662.jpg-(348 KB, 1680x1050, 1330379303360.jpg)
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    rolled 18, 18, 4, 2, 11, 14, 11, 5, 8, 6 = 97

    >> Anonymous 03/02/12(Fri)17:24 No.18178573
    2, 7, 13, 12, 17, 18, 19, 17, 6, 11
    >Destroy the Corporations
    >Stored AI
    >Firearm Prosthetic
    >Implanted Blades

    Tommy Rivera smoked an ancient Cuban cigar from the backseat of his modified Ferrari. He lowered the sunglasses from his brow as a familiar blue light washed over the inside.
    "Master Rivera, I have received notifaction to deliver our package at 1407, Fairmont Avenue at 2:03 PM, Eastern Time." range the synthesized voice of the vehicle's AI.
    "Fairmont", Jason murmured. He climbed into the front seat and strapped himself in and turned on the numerous monitors atop the dashboard.
    The screens lit up, showing the various sky-lines of the city from the perspective of his drones.
    'Titanite turf', he thought to himself. His prosthetic hand went unconciously to his gold crucifix.'Damn corp bastards, why did they have to take them away. They weren't even a part of the protest...'
    "Sir? Do you wish me to plan a route?" the AI asked, causing him to snap out of his vengeful daydream.
    "Do your thing, tin man."
    He loaded in a shotgun shell into underside of his left arm. This time, he was ready for those fat cats.
    >> Anonymous 03/02/12(Fri)17:29 No.18178613
    Here we go
    >> Anonymous 03/02/12(Fri)17:32 No.18178648
    rolled 13, 16, 13, 9, 3, 1, 17, 14, 20, 4 = 110

    >> JSCervini !!L+hOixyXrvo 03/02/12(Fri)17:38 No.18178712
         File: 1330727933.jpg-(63 KB, 446x550, Carnivorous Mammoth.jpg)
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    rolled 9, 7, 19, 3, 11, 18, 19, 16, 14, 19 = 135

    Let's fucking do this.
    >> Anonymous 03/02/12(Fri)17:46 No.18178798
         File: 1330728412.jpg-(12 KB, 248x188, 417860_307886425926219_2463104(...).jpg)
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    rolled 18, 20, 1, 4, 6, 12, 10, 16, 3, 16 = 106

    I wanna be a wyyyvard!
    >> Anonymous 03/02/12(Fri)17:49 No.18178821
    rolled 3, 11, 7, 11, 14, 7, 18, 17, 16, 12 = 116

    My body is ready.
    >> Anonymous 03/02/12(Fri)18:04 No.18178963
         File: 1330729490.jpg-(86 KB, 405x563, cyberpunkspy.jpg)
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    >13, 16, 13, 9, 3, 1, 17, 14, 20, 4

    "Your aim is terrible, pup. It shouldn't take you more than one shot to service the target. Mercenaries and soldiers can spray bullets at their targets. Carnage is their raison d'etre after all. Hammers and shields against their master's foes. I lived amongst them for a long time to see this. But we are for something else entirely. Precision is what we are for. We take gold and we give lead and blood in trade. The less lead and blood required, the more gold we keep. That is how I got this magnificent dwelling we hide away in.

    What makes us better than mere hitmen? Have heard nothing of my words, pup? We do not hide in the shadows like common cuthroats, sit miles away looking through scopes like snipers. We look our enemies in the eye before gifting them with our lead. When we kill, will kill with artistry and prowess, when we die will die gloriously looking our killers in their eyes so they may know our souls. This will happen to us all one day. I await mine with joy.

    I see the question before you ask it. Yes we use things like the cloaking devices and the hacking jacks and such to get us closer so we may optimize our effectiveness and lessen the danger to innocents. Innocents should stay so. Women and children especially. There is no glory in their deaths. Only a deep sadness.

    Enough talk, pup. You will never be a wolf unless your aim improves and your lead and blood won't be worth the gold you will be given."
    >> JSCervini !!L+hOixyXrvo 03/02/12(Fri)18:11 No.18179021
         File: 1330729894.jpg-(1.51 MB, 3056x4212, 1277822110240.jpg)
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    >9: 20-30 years old
    >7: Driver/Pilot role
    >19: Can't Remember/Covered Up origin
    >3: Goal is to get rich
    >11: Outspoken personality
    >18: Sentry/Drone weapons
    >19: Also has a Stored Sentient AI
    >16: Lives in a Penthouse Suite
    >14; 19: Spy Drone Generator and Ocular Augs

    >Yes, I know the pic is from somewhere else...

    Bartholomew Beckstein is the chauffeur to the rich and famous in the sprawling metropolis of New Hyperion. Whether it's a limousine, a helicopter, a private jet, or even one of those fancy orbital shuttles, Bart's your man to drive it. He doesn't ask any questions about his clients except one: how much he's getting paid. Ever since he got into the business, Bart was obsessed with making the most money he can make per job. Fortunately for his clients, he was also willing to make the price worth it, lavishing his clients in the best of luxury during their rides under his care. At only 27 years old, Bart has already amassed quite a fortune, making his home at the top of the Platinum Towers, deep in the heart of the city. And given his friendly, professional, and warm attitude, Bart's name is synonymous with the city's elite.

    >cont'd... damn field length...
    >> JSCervini !!L+hOixyXrvo 03/02/12(Fri)18:12 No.18179026
    Though he is living a comfortable life, Bart has started to dabble in some of the darker elements of the city's nightlife. Lately, he's been running high-profile criminals to their destinations in between the relatively more wholesome clientele. This has earned him not only a number of contacts, but also a couple of illegal augmentations upon his person to help him in his more unsavory dealings. It is said that for every client he ferries, he will deploy a number of reconnaissance drones into the domiciles of his clients to gather more information about them. When confronted about this practice in the past, Bart has only disclosed that he does so to get a better glimpse as to how to better suit his clients, certain social cues and material things he or she would like during the ride. But it is also assumed that this is done to make sure that any deals he has can be terminated before his life can be put into danger. Of course, Bart also purchased a backup augmentation just in case the drones don't do their job: vision enhancements installed within his eyes, complete with zooming, contrasting, night-vision, and infrared capabilities. And finally the cherry on the top is that he doesn't have to fire too many neurons to do it, for he has an external AI stored in a secret location that runs the drones and the enhancements at the bat of an eyelash.

    >> JSCervini !!L+hOixyXrvo 03/02/12(Fri)18:12 No.18179031
    Bart, like much of the well-to-do populace in this damned city, has to have something to hide. Beneath that bubbly exterior and savvy demeanor is a man who had to start life again from scratch. It wasn't the expected case of deceased parents or a rough childhood, but rather a friend who just got into the game with the wrong people, and found himself killed. Then his killer went for his friends, including Bart when he was only 15 years old, gunning him down outside of an electronics shop one cold December day. It was said that Bart died three times between being loaded up on the ambulance and being carted into the operating room, but somehow he pulled out of it just fine. He had to be put into the witness protection program along with his parents and younger sister, the latter of whom we have in custody now.

    That ought to draw the bastard here. Remember, don't pull out your weapons until the very last moment. We don't need him escaping us again...
    >> Anonymous 03/02/12(Fri)18:15 No.18179048
    rolled 8, 6, 12, 7, 16, 5, 18, 2, 14, 1 = 89

    >> Anonymous 03/02/12(Fri)19:08 No.18179489
    rolled 15, 12, 13, 17, 1, 8, 2, 3, 19, 2 = 92

    I value my meat
    >> Anonymous 03/02/12(Fri)20:04 No.18180021
    HOLY FUCK. I got JC Denton
    >> Anonymous 03/02/12(Fri)21:31 No.18180840
    David Mason

    An aging SWAT member, he is a highly-decorated and quiet veteran of the San Fransisco Police Department. While he is augmented in his legs and eyes to keep up with his younger squadmates, he detests the ruthless and competitive nature of augmentation, believing it devalues the human as a whole. He also grew up in Hawaii, learning both escrima and kendo in childhood. He also works part-time as a lifeguard in his part time. Despite all his accolades and respect, he lives a humble life in a cheap apartment, believing that extravagance leads to decadence.
    >> Anonymous 03/02/12(Fri)21:35 No.18180897
    rolled 3, 10, 1, 10, 6, 2, 7, 18, 1, 9 = 67

    Gonna roll and fluff before turning in for the night
    >> Anonymous 03/02/12(Fri)21:46 No.18180994
    A lonely teenage hacker armed with an SMG and a few protection augs. He lives in an abandoned mansion and carries some syringes of acid for some reason.
    >> Anonymous 03/02/12(Fri)22:30 No.18181413
    rolled 5, 11, 9, 4, 15, 1, 19, 12, 13, 3 = 92

    Mathematically unlikely
    >> Anonymous 03/02/12(Fri)23:02 No.18181733
    >Get Rich
    >Sentient AI

    Seems like a good Chessmaster serial killer character the players have to track down.
    >> Anonymous 03/02/12(Fri)23:06 No.18181787
    rolled 11, 4, 7, 12, 6, 10, 3, 13, 9 = 75

    Oh god I've never rolled on /tg/ before I hope I don't fuck this up and look stupid
    >> Anonymous 03/02/12(Fri)23:07 No.18181798
    rolled 15, 12, 12, 15, 3, 16 = 73

    Why not.
    >> Anonymous 03/02/12(Fri)23:09 No.18181820
    30-40 years old
    Blue collar worker
    Immigrant from wartorn country
    Goal: To destroy the corporate system
    Assault rifle
    Hand grenades
    Luxury condo
    Energy shielding
    Fuck, I forgot a roll.
    >> Anonymous 03/02/12(Fri)23:10 No.18181828
    rolled 17, 5, 16, 16, 7, 10, 9, 14, 3, 2 = 99

    >> Anonymous 03/02/12(Fri)23:10 No.18181833
    rolled 5 = 5

    Had to fuck it up eventually.
    >> Anonymous 03/02/12(Fri)23:11 No.18181850

    Captcha: khapped authorising
    >> Anonymous 03/02/12(Fri)23:11 No.18181853
    rolled 3, 15, 17, 20, 11, 9, 16, 12, 1, 14 = 118

    Let's see what happens.
    >> Sibylline 03/02/12(Fri)23:12 No.18181866
    rolled 14, 4, 19, 13, 18, 14 = 82

    Rawlin', yo.
    >> Sibylline 03/02/12(Fri)23:14 No.18181885
    rolled 1, 11, 6 = 18

    Didn't see the next 3.
    >> Anonymous 03/02/12(Fri)23:16 No.18181918
    White Collar
    Acid Syringes
    Trailer Park
    Arm Muscles w/ EMP

    This character's actually pretty cool. He seems like a villain from a Stephenson novel.
    >> Anonymous 03/02/12(Fri)23:47 No.18182250
    I always wondered, are Stephenson's works sci-fi or fantasy?
    >> Anonymous 03/02/12(Fri)23:57 No.18182331
    rolled 5, 16, 12, 15, 20, 12, 12, 10, 16, 18 = 136

    I'm Interested...
    >> Anonymous 03/03/12(Sat)00:04 No.18182421
    rolled 7, 14, 7, 15, 2, 14, 2, 9, 16, 15 = 101

    >> Anonymous 03/03/12(Sat)00:24 No.18182676
    rolled 19, 18, 11, 13, 1, 14, 1, 6, 2, 12 = 97

    Trying my luck
    >> Anonymous 03/03/12(Sat)00:52 No.18183025
    rolled 12, 13, 17, 18, 8, 3, 11, 14, 19, 9 = 124

    why not
    >> Anonymous 03/03/12(Sat)07:16 No.18185934
    rolled 16, 11, 3, 14, 13, 4, 13, 5, 5, 19 = 103

    >> Anonymous 03/03/12(Sat)11:19 No.18187548
    >To indulge
    >Cranial Reflix
    >Occular Targeting

    Sounds like a typical aging anarchist.
    >> Anonymous 03/03/12(Sat)14:00 No.18188981
    Born in a wealthy corporate family
    To destroy the corporate system
    Combat Methamphetamines
    Energy Shielding
    Leg Muscle Reinforcement

    So a a young woman in her 20's born to a wealthy family turns prostitution to support herself and bring down the corporations. She is smart and trained in unarmed combat, which is augmented by Conmbat Meth and reinforced Leg muscles. Oh yes and she lives in a plane.

    >> Anonymous 03/03/12(Sat)14:28 No.18189255
    rolled 5, 16, 2, 8, 12, 10, 17, 7, 10 = 87

    >> Anonymous 03/03/12(Sat)14:33 No.18189307
    Been a while since the last time I used the roll dice...
    >> Anonymous 03/03/12(Sat)14:34 No.18189324
    rolled 2, 20, 12, 4, 8, 20, 10, 2, 14, 3 = 95

    Yep, i'm confirmed for borderline stupid...
    >> Anonymous 03/03/12(Sat)14:35 No.18189339
    rolled 20, 2, 5, 14, 18, 13, 14, 14, 11 = 111

    So I get : 20-30 years old spy, devouted to his/her corporation. He/she was raised in streets and is a straightforward person. He/she has augmented lungs, always has a taser on him/her and is proefficient with assault rifles. Lives in a trailer.

    Not bad...
    >> Anonymous 03/03/12(Sat)14:41 No.18189384
    30-40, Security Guard, Military-Born Nomadic. Uncover the Conspiracy, Intellectual, Unarmed, Binoculars, Mansion, Spy Drone Generator and Protein Regenerator.


    Abdulfaruq is a 34 year old Nomadic Hausa, working undercover. His people have been undermined time and again in the past decade, despite being one of the predominant tribes in Africa. As a learned man, he was sent to infiltrate the rich to uncover the whos, whys, and hows. A Dambe practitioner, he has gotten a job as the guard of the President's palace, and he defends it with his chain-wrapped leg, and bladed fist glove, relying on his regenerator to keep him going longer than his opponent. His drones buzz through the palace, ostensibly for the President's protection, but also watching for clues to the root of his people's plight.
    >> Anonymous 03/03/12(Sat)14:41 No.18189386
    rolled 14, 10, 5, 3, 3, 9, 13, 1, 12, 11 = 81

    >> Anonymous 03/03/12(Sat)14:41 No.18189389
    Oh boy...

    I get a 60 years old hooker who uses explosives, has implemanted blades and lives in a luxuous class appartment...

    That would make quite a badass NPC
    >> Anonymous 03/03/12(Sat)14:44 No.18189412
    Surprise vaginal dentata!
    >> Anonymous 03/03/12(Sat)14:45 No.18189425
    Is this thread archived yet?
    >> Anonymous 03/03/12(Sat)14:45 No.18189430
    rolled 5, 11, 15, 12, 5, 8, 1, 20, 12, 5 = 94

    Did I ask for this?
    >> Anonymous 03/03/12(Sat)14:46 No.18189444
    rolled 9, 14, 16, 15, 11, 18, 16, 2, 16, 20 = 137

    >> Anonymous 03/03/12(Sat)14:48 No.18189460
    rolled 6, 11, 14, 20, 18, 17, 12, 3, 2, 14 = 117

    >> Anonymous 03/03/12(Sat)14:48 No.18189475
    rolled 7, 2, 9, 18, 18, 9, 4, 4, 8, 6 = 85

    Dice roll!
    >> Anonymous 03/03/12(Sat)14:49 No.18189477
    rolled 3, 5, 18, 1, 17, 2, 4, 7, 9, 6 = 72

    >9, 14, 16, 15, 11, 18, 16, 2, 16, 20

    >Born in wealthy corporate family
    >Help advance humanity through augs
    >No permanent residence (since he's rich, probably hotels rather than park benches)
    >Protein Regenarator
    >Neuro Cyber Jack

    This is almost too perfect...
    >> Anonymous 03/03/12(Sat)14:54 No.18189532
         File: 1330804470.jpg-(403 KB, 1600x1067, dNZ2I.jpg)
    403 KB
    rolled 19, 4, 17, 15, 7, 9, 13, 19, 7, 8 = 118

    Let's check it out.
    >> Anonymous 03/03/12(Sat)14:58 No.18189558
         File: 1330804686.jpg-(115 KB, 955x629, col (4).jpg)
    115 KB
    rolled 15, 4, 3, 8, 9, 7, 18, 12, 6, 2 = 84

    >> Anonymous 03/03/12(Sat)15:01 No.18189590
    rolled 5, 15, 19, 20, 9, 15, 19, 17, 3, 18 = 140

    6 - 20 to 30 years old
    11 - Terrorist/Revolutionary
    14 - Military Born/Nomadic
    20 - Keep the Conspiracy a secret
    18 - Pious
    17 - Sentries/Drones
    12 - Electronic Override Tool
    3 - Cheap Apartment
    2 - Leg Muscle Reinforcement
    14 - Spy Drone Generator

    I imagine a young Muslim woman, the daughter of revolutionaries, that embraces her faith only to stumble on a larger conspiracy within the church. She becomes an agent of this conspiracy - possibly something like holy war between the former ruler of the populace, religion, and the new rulers, the megacorporations.

    She's a spymaster, with dozens of portable spy-drones in her body, as well as several armed sentries. She can even use her override capabilities to hack into other riggers' drones. The augmented legs make it easier for her to gain the high ground, where the signals for drone controlling are better.
    >> Anonymous 03/03/12(Sat)15:11 No.18189676
    rolled 13, 17, 13, 20, 4, 9, 7, 1, 16, 3 = 103

    he unplanned organism is a question asked by Nature and answered by death. You are another kind of question with another kind of answer.
    >> Anonymous 03/03/12(Sat)15:19 No.18189751
    >Military Born
    >Keep the Conspiracy
    >Assault Rifle
    >No Permanent Residence
    >Protein Regenerator
    >Arm Muscle
    Wow, I think I got the G-Man.
    >> dice+10d20 Anonymous 03/03/12(Sat)15:20 No.18189762
    Here's my character roll could work out as a Shadowrun concept.
    >> Anonymous 03/03/12(Sat)15:21 No.18189768
    >> Anonymous 03/03/12(Sat)15:24 No.18189797
    rolled 3, 14, 14, 17, 11, 3, 12, 1, 18, 5 = 98

    >> Anonymous 03/03/12(Sat)15:29 No.18189846
    rolled 19, 10, 17, 19, 7, 4, 6, 19, 19, 19 = 139

    >> Anonymous 03/03/12(Sat)15:29 No.18189853
    rolled 2, 3, 7, 17, 17, 18, 8, 13, 18, 20 = 123

    Lets see how this works out
    >> Anonymous 03/03/12(Sat)15:33 No.18189883
    rolled 13, 1, 7, 4, 9, 11, 3, 4, 5, 17 = 74

    >> Anonymous 03/03/12(Sat)15:45 No.18189989
    rolled 13, 3, 12, 13, 16, 7, 5, 14, 19, 7 = 109

    I can has skul-gun?
    >> GenericCyberHero !sMUhxSpHHw 03/03/12(Sat)15:47 No.18190008
    rolled 14, 9, 11, 20, 1, 14, 8, 18, 13, 18 = 126

    >> Anonymous 03/03/12(Sat)15:54 No.18190073
    "It's the empty killer again?"
    The detective muttered to one of the forensic officers. It was the third mass-murder this month.
    The detective cast his eye over the "corpses", which could only be identified as humans if we squinted. The bodies had ritualistic scars over their skin, covering them like lurid tattoos. Several of the security guards had what appeared to be throwing stars stuck in their eyes, reminding him of the ancient Roman burial practices. However, that wasn't that made the killings unique. It was the fact that the organs were moved, and not for sale on the black market.
    'One sick fucker' he thought as he took a drag on his cigar.
    >> Anonymous 03/03/12(Sat)15:55 No.18190077
    rolled 2, 2, 14, 12, 11, 4, 18, 18, 17, 14 = 112

    >> Anonymous 03/03/12(Sat)15:56 No.18190094
         File: 1330808177.jpg-(38 KB, 634x423, 1281215549378.jpg)
    38 KB
    rolled 4, 5, 5, 18, 9, 11, 13, 9, 7, 1 = 82

    >> Anonymous 03/03/12(Sat)15:59 No.18190126
         File: 1330808385.gif-(50 KB, 303x268, 1307089647817.gif)
    50 KB
    rolled 7, 9, 2, 1, 13, 18, 13, 19, 19, 18 = 119

    >> Anonymous 03/03/12(Sat)16:03 No.18190165
    19, 10, 17, 19, 7, 4, 6, 19, 19, 19
    Age: 67
    Role: Hacker
    Origin: Constructed
    Goal: Keep the conspiracy a secret
    Personality: Manipulative
    Favorite Weapon: SMG
    Also has a: Throwing Knives
    Residence: Reinforced Bunker
    Augments: Occular Targeting and Vision Enhancement

    Grey is a synthetic human. Made from semi-self replicating organic silicate flesh substitues. Created as an experiment to test artificial organ replacements. So far, so good, the organs are far outlasting their natural counterparts, while remaining undetectable, making the recipient seem completely unaugmented.

    However, keeping his nature a secret is now his priority, normal humans are repulsed by his artificial construction, and the rich supposed anti-augments who use the new technology to maintain their long lifespans would very much like Grey to disappear.

    He specialises in hacking, eliminating his traces from the cyberworld to protect himself. He often works through proxies to keep himself clear, using his remote optical augmentations to monitor how they progress and ensure they do not betray him.
    >> Anonymous 03/03/12(Sat)16:12 No.18190251
    Having recently turned 18, Marisa left her family to sell herself on the streets of the city in hopes of destroying the corporate system. She is a very outspoken individual, so she uses her SMG to make others listen (it also comes in handy when shady characters ask her to be their escort, but her taser was mainly used to protection then).

    Eventually she was able to afford a mansion because she had a spy drone pheremone augment, which gather a LOT of business when she was selling herself. Marisa got the pheremone so refined that she could sell herself for almost three times as much as her competition and still get as many customers.
    >> Anonymous 03/03/12(Sat)16:28 No.18190410
    rolled 4, 5, 5, 18, 9, 11, 13, 9, 7, 1 = 82
    Teenage, white collar, orphan, fight tyranny of augs, ruthless, sniper rifle, lock picks, lives on plane, augs= poison resistant nanites and auditary boosters.
    >> noko+dice+10d20 Anonymous 03/03/12(Sat)16:29 No.18190413
    >> Anonymous 03/03/12(Sat)16:29 No.18190422
    rolled 4, 6, 8, 20, 18, 2, 11, 14, 4, 4 = 91

    >> Anonymous 03/03/12(Sat)16:30 No.18190425
         File: 1330810202.jpg-(562 KB, 1368x1128, cyberpunkgenerator.jpg)
    562 KB
    rolled 2, 4, 1, 6, 4, 8, 5, 4, 11, 13 = 58

    Look what I made for everybody.
    >> Anonymous 03/03/12(Sat)16:31 No.18190446
    rolled 12, 14, 20, 14, 6, 1, 15, 20, 10, 7 = 119

    >> Anonymous 03/03/12(Sat)16:41 No.18190533
    Age: 30-40
    Role: Soldier
    Origin: Can't remember/Covered up
    Goal: To indulge in Pleasure
    Personality: Lonesome
    Favorite Weapon: Pistol
    Also carries: Binoculars
    Live in a: Reinforced Bunker
    Augments: Lung Rebreather & Poison Resistance Nanites

    Does this scream Deus Ex or what?
    >> Anonymous 03/03/12(Sat)16:42 No.18190543
    Fuckin A
    >> Anonymous 03/03/12(Sat)16:43 No.18190547
    2 Teenager (18)
    4 Blue Collar Worker (Burger Baron employee)
    1 Raised in the streets
    6 Find love/maintain a family
    4 Chivalrous
    8 Melee Weapons
    5 Throwing Knives
    4 Cheap Apartment
    11,13 Implanted Blades, Holo Projector
    >> Anonymous 03/03/12(Sat)16:49 No.18190603
    Jonathan McHat, also known as the alias "deadKnight" online, is a Burger Baron employee, one of millions. His day to day life involves mixing Nutrisoy to taste approximately like fries and burgers, and to serve watered down, highly caffeinated beverages.

    Raised in the streets by his brother, he got addicted to BTLs, where he was the knight in shining armor, always rescuing the damsel in distress. He managed to, unlike many, actually kick the habit of using BTLs to the side, but they have had a significant impact on his personality.

    From his cheap, almost ramshackle apartment complex, at night, he works tirelessly against the corporate slavers of Burger Baron, fighting for the rights of other workers, and desperately searching for a damsel to rescue.

    He believes himself to be a modern day Robin Hood.
    >> Anonymous 03/03/12(Sat)17:05 No.18190741
    I can only imagine how terrified gang-bangers and corrupt police would when a guy dressed up in a cross of Ezio and a fast food uniform swoops down on them.
    >> Anonymous 03/03/12(Sat)17:06 No.18190755
    rolled 16, 19, 1, 14, 6, 9, 1, 10, 8, 3 = 87

    some rolls
    >> Anonymous 03/03/12(Sat)17:07 No.18190765
    They probably laugh their asses off, until someone ends up with a knife in their throat.
    >> Anonymous 03/03/12(Sat)17:31 No.18190986
    >> Anonymous 03/03/12(Sat)17:36 No.18191022
    Anti-Heroes are for faggots who want to appear badass. For one, Anti-Villians are a lot more fun to play and in general, just play a fucking Hero.
    >> Anonymous 03/03/12(Sat)18:22 No.18191353
    rolled 16, 16, 4, 11, 2, 15, 7, 15, 17, 17 = 120

    Need to make a BBEG
    >> Anonymous 03/03/12(Sat)18:49 No.18191568
         File: 1330818541.jpg-(43 KB, 322x329, 132257913711.jpg)
    43 KB
    rolled 11, 6, 18, 13, 12, 3, 19, 11, 18, 7 = 118

    >> Anonymous 03/03/12(Sat)18:50 No.18191581
    rolled 2, 7, 13, 12, 5, 16, 11, 17, 9 = 92

    Rollan for posterity
    >> Anonymous 03/03/12(Sat)18:51 No.18191592
         File: 1330818697.jpg-(61 KB, 417x445, 132257925048.jpg)
    61 KB
    rolled 13, 14, 16, 10, 17, 5, 5, 4, 12, 19 = 115

    >> Anonymous 03/03/12(Sat)18:53 No.18191611
    2, 7, 13, 12, 5, 16, 11, 17, 9 (13 randomised extra)
    Teenager, Driver/Pilot, Nomadic Middle Class
    Destroy corporate system, Lonesome, Flamethrower/Laser
    Electronic override tool, Mansion, Energy Shielding and Holo projector

    Give me a minute.
    >> Anonymous 03/03/12(Sat)18:54 No.18191613
    rolled 4, 18, 11, 3, 2, 1, 4, 19, 14, 18 = 94

    >> Anonymous 03/03/12(Sat)18:56 No.18191631
    postin to refresh
    >> Anonymous 03/03/12(Sat)18:57 No.18191644
    rolled 18, 8, 7, 4, 18, 19, 6, 2, 12, 20 = 114

    >> Anonymous 03/03/12(Sat)19:02 No.18191702

    Mike "Redline" Rover
    The son of a middling race-driver Mike grew up on the move with his mother's entourage as they toured the world to compete, learning mechanics from his father and driving from his mother. At an early age he got a taste for the thrill of speed and the chase and he has remained a rebel, now specialising in breaking into, stealing and getting away with any vehicle there is.
    Mike is also a bit of a pyromaniac and often carry phosphor grenades and compressed napalm projectors, which he shields himself from with a personal energy shield.
    >> Anonymous 03/03/12(Sat)19:04 No.18191720
         File: 1330819467.jpg-(210 KB, 682x1000, dec.jpg)
    210 KB
    rolled 5, 18, 16, 17, 8, 9, 15, 1, 5, 3 = 97

    >> Anonymous 03/03/12(Sat)19:23 No.18191954
    Age = 60+
    Role = Mechanic/Technician
    Origin = Immigrant from wartorn country
    Goal = Fight against the tyranny of augs
    Personality = Mysterious
    Favorite Weapon = Shotgun
    Also has a First Aid Kit
    You live = Boat
    Augments = Neuro Cyber Jack
    >> Anonymous 03/03/12(Sat)19:23 No.18191959
    rolled 20, 4, 1, 20, 16, 6, 3, 10, 6 = 86

    >> Anonymous 03/03/12(Sat)19:27 No.18192001
    rolled 14, 13, 3, 6, 2, 3, 10, 10, 9, 3 = 73


    This thread is epic

    5 - 25 year old
    18 - Security guard
    16 - Born in wealthy corporate family
    17- Fighting aug tyranny
    8 - Manipulative
    9 - Assault rifle
    15 - Binoculars
    1 - No fixed abode
    5 & 3 - Reflex booster and reinforced arms

    Former soldier fallen into the security game. Left the army due to the side effects of the augs given to him, now works to undermine the industry that gave him his combat prowess for such a high price.

    Currently undermining his own company, is intensely paranoid, refusing to keep a fixed abode and moving from doss house to doss house. Often presses his family for more money so as to fund his sabotage and roving lifestyle.

    Specialises in run and gun with high power assault rifle, capable of minimal spread even whilst on the go due to awesome reflexes and arm strength.
    >> Anonymous 03/03/12(Sat)20:45 No.18192817
    >Born in Survivalist
    >Destroy the Corporate System
    >Double Pheremone

    Fuck that, I made a cyberpunk Ezio de Auditore!
    >> Anonymous 03/03/12(Sat)20:56 No.18192946
    rolled 19, 20, 9, 18, 10, 5, 5, 10, 18, 4 = 118

    Maybe salandar?
    >> Anonymous 03/03/12(Sat)21:01 No.18193032
    rolled 1, 18, 3, 13, 6, 6, 5, 14, 17, 4 = 87

    >> Anonymous 03/03/12(Sat)21:02 No.18193034
    >> Anonymous 03/03/12(Sat)21:05 No.18193066
    rolled 8, 12, 16, 13, 6, 15, 8, 5, 10, 20 = 113

    >> Anonymous 03/03/12(Sat)21:10 No.18193125
    Project Tempus AKA Bobby Kurtis

    Created by Pantheon Corp for the purpose of creating the perfect spy. Raised on a small farm community that was secretly a testing bed for their weapons, he was stolen at the age of 18 for augmentation.
    Brainwashed and augmented he was implanted with subdermal cloaking devices, allowing him to mimic surrounding environments. A small generator was also impanted in his torso, allowing him to discharge a powerful electric shock through his hands. ALthough meant for subtle infiltration, he was still taught how to use less conventional weapons such as throwing knives and his own augmented abilities. Despite the psychotropics and sedatives, he formulated an escape after many years of enslavement. after stealing a shotgun from a security guard, he was able to hijack a company plane.
    After finding out the purpose of his hometown, he began his quest for retribution, vowing to nevers top until Pantheon and their cruel experiments have been destroyed.
    >> Anonymous 03/03/12(Sat)21:13 No.18193168
    rolled 12, 14, 7, 5, 5, 7, 6, 9, 16, 13 = 94

    >> Anonymous 03/03/12(Sat)21:17 No.18193221
         File: 1330827439.jpg-(47 KB, 850x490, security.jpg)
    47 KB
    rolled 11, 2, 12, 7, 5, 14, 19, 5, 12, 7 = 94

    1, 18, 3, 13, 6, 6, 5, 14, 17, 4
    Teenage Security Guard Born in A Survivalist Camp With a goal to indulge in pleasure who is lonesome with a shotgun as a favored weapon, has some throwing knives, lives in a luxury condo, Pheromone-Based Suggestion and Thermoptic Camo.

    "Hmm? Sorry, still a bit hung over. The twins had kept me up pretty late, you know how they can get, eh? Hopefully, they'll still be at the condo when I get back.

    Wassat? Really? We're going to have this conversation in the middle of work? Fine.

    I used to live up in the forested area in the north, family was a bunch of gungho survivalist types, end of the world type of shit. I hated it, but it gave me skills, skills I used to get this sweet guard gig. Left that whole life behind though, only my shotgun and these chuckin' knives to remind me of those days. Replace em? Hell naw, these things are fucking gold. Sentimental value too, I guess. I miss some of the family. Dad and my sisters were all right I guess. Here in the city all these corporate types seem to foget that kind of closeness, ya know? The closest thing I can find is in the arms of gorgeous women. The love the sheer sexiness I give off. Literally. Got an implant for it and everything. Don't give me that look. And in case I get in bed with the wrong chica I got a disappearing act thats simply killer. Now go and check up on team two. They should've reported in by now."
    >> Anonymous 03/03/12(Sat)21:27 No.18193375
    rolled 9, 16, 6, 4, 17, 17, 11, 3, 12, 13 = 108

    If only GITS had more of these charactes...
    >> Anonymous 03/03/12(Sat)21:32 No.18193449
    > 20-30. Police Officer/Detective. Wealthy family. Goal:Pleasure. Lonesome. Flamethrower/Laser. Syringe with acid. Lives in a townhouse. Lung Rebreather and Neuro Cyber Jack.

    Some people derive pleasure from their work. This is especially true for police officers, who see themselves as direly needed paragons of justice. Then, there is Detective PYRO. Since his parents were killed by drunk arsonists, the Pyro, as he is called, draws incredible sensation and lust from reducing those who would defy law to ashes, preferably with flamethrowers. Should his target, for any given reason, be flame-proof, the Pyro grows incredibly frustrated and injects a potent acid into the criminals body, taking his revenge as the defiler of law writhes in pain.

    However, there is also an other side to the pyro. While noone would (dare) to question his ability to drastically reduce the crime rate of a city, his methods are highly frowned upon by his colleagues and even those who would follow this fiery redeemer quietly abbandoned him when they experienced his manic cackling mixed with the frantic screaming of a random robber bursting into flames. Sometimes, the Pyro wonder whether his way is the right way, wether mixing his personal joy with his job is the right way to do it,but then again, he knows that he IS the hero Gravelpit deserves.


    >> Anonymous 03/03/12(Sat)21:43 No.18193587
    >To Make it Rich
    >Electronic Override

    "Senior Adept Lars," intoned the synthesized voice. Lars bowed as if penance, listening with intent to the Head Justicar's message.
    "You are to be commended on your success in elimanting the target."
    The Adept spread apart his palms, and a small holofilm played out in the air above them.
    A door was overrided effortlessly by his omnitool, opening the way for his combat drones. Within seconds, the guards and target were eliminated, their throats weeping rubies from the robot's razor limbs. Whispering a quick prayer for the fallen, the adept ejected the timed microexplosives into the room.
    The image dissolved. "Congragulations adept, you are now promoted to full knight status."
    >> Anonymous 03/03/12(Sat)21:57 No.18193833
    rolled 18, 12, 5, 10, 18, 8, 12, 11, 7, 17 = 118

    >> Anonymous 03/03/12(Sat)22:07 No.18194026
    rolled 14, 2, 1, 15, 4, 19, 5, 9, 1, 1 = 71

    >> Anonymous 03/03/12(Sat)22:09 No.18194061
    rolled 3, 17, 10, 11, 20, 3, 6, 20, 7, 15 = 112

    City Born
    Help Humanity

    Not sure if want...
    >> Anonymous 03/03/12(Sat)22:15 No.18194147
    rolled 20, 18, 11, 18, 7, 10, 12, 15, 14, 18 = 143

    Rolln again
    >> Anonymous 03/03/12(Sat)22:31 No.18194442
    The alarms rang, their electronic wails echoing through the halls of the office building.
    Head of Security Joseph McConnor sprinted down the corridor, his artifical heart pumping adrenaline through his aging body. This was the third attack this year, but this time, HE was the one on duty.
    Expertly loading his company-issued assault carbine with one hand, he checked the screens of his security drones on his multitool. His fears were confirmed when he was greeted with the image of mechanically augmented troopers rappeling through the atrium.
    Joe wasn't going to let some corporate attack dogs ruin his spotless record. A sudden noise broke his concentration.
    Quickly, he ducked behind a large officer printer. One of the mercs was stalking straight down the hall, the gleam of his weapon's light illuminating the path ahead of him.
    Joe froze perfectly still, waiting until the perfect moment...
    'Now,' he thought as he spun from behind the machine, his right fist blazing with crackling electricity. The punch caught the mercenary straight in the face, knocking him out from the combined shock and force from the haymaker.
    >> Anonymous 03/03/12(Sat)22:40 No.18194563
    rolled 16, 6, 20, 6, 3, 10, 2, 7, 2, 9 = 81

    last roll
    >> Anonymous 03/03/12(Sat)22:55 No.18194761
    Justice: Deepfried or extra crispy?
    Coming soon to theaters
    >> Anonymous 03/03/12(Sat)23:48 No.18195652
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    >rolled 18, 12, 5, 10, 18, 8, 12, 11, 7, 17
    Old/ Police Officer/ Orphan/ Seeking Glorious Death/Pious/Melee Weapons/Electronic Override Tool/Boat/Poison Resistance Nanites and Pheromone-Suggestion Implant

    "Listen son, I've worked this beat for longer than you've been alive, so don't even think of telling me how to do my job. Hell I've been here my whole life. Grew up in that orphanage over there, eat my lunches at that sandwich shop there, go to church ever sunday over there. I know the pulse of this neighborhood. Each banger, mafioso, and corporate goon knows me by now. They know that if they fuck with this neighborhood, then by god himself, I will find them, stab the shit out of them, and donate all their possessions to the holy father. Most of them don't get that far. I'm very good at talking to people, if you get my drift. And pretty damn handy with security systems too. Corporate freelancing on the side pays well. Got me a nice boat in the harbor too, where I can get away from it all once in a while.

    Wanna cigarette? These things? Kill me? Naw. I'll probably get gunned down by some stupid banger waning to make a name for himself. Hopefully he does it some way flashy. I'd hate to die like a punk. Put me all across the news. Full state funeral with 21 gun salute, whole nine yards. Then I can go up to heaven and drink with all the other of my old partners that went before. Hold on, I gotta call. Yeah? Yeah? Break in huh? CorpSec should have that shit locked down, right? Goddammit. I'll be there in eight. You're in luck kid. Showtime."
    >> Anonymous 03/04/12(Sun)00:33 No.18196348
    Covered Up
    Maintain a Family
    Assault Rifle
    First Aid Kit
    Leg Muscles
    Energy Shielding

    Future Tony Montana.

    >> Anonymous 03/04/12(Sun)04:21 No.18199035
    >blue collar
    >make the corporation rich
    >electronic override tool
    >mansion (WTF)
    >neuro cyber-jack
    >energy shielding

    So I get a teenage worker who lives in a mansion (let's assume he works for a corporate official), has hacking proefficiencies and a energy shield. A butler, maybe...
    >> Anonymous 03/04/12(Sun)04:24 No.18199055
    Quite a character you've got there
    >> Anonymous 03/04/12(Sun)04:42 No.18199147
    rolled 1, 6, 6, 16, 2, 10, 1, 19, 15 = 76

    >> Anonymous 03/04/12(Sun)04:46 No.18199180
    rolled 17 = 17

    Forgot that last roll
    >> Anonymous 03/04/12(Sun)04:51 No.18199208
    might be interesting.
    >> Anonymous 03/04/12(Sun)04:51 No.18199209
    rolled 8, 2, 11, 11, 16, 10, 10, 15, 15, 17 = 115

    1 Teenager
    6 Mafia - snotty punkass kid villain jr.
    6 Orphan, raised in boarding house - mary sue warning
    16 Help advance humanity through augs - definitely villain in the making
    2 Stoic - definitely x2
    10 assault rifle
    1 first aid kit - medic villain? wat
    19 Reinforced Bunker - makes... sense?
    15 & 17 Cardio Drug Injector & Pheremone-Based Suggestion

    Suave teenage brat in the middle of scaling the ranks of some mafia or another. I can see em as either male or female- if he were older, definitely a stone-faced male villain at the head of corportations while he financed his domination of the black market. Cardio Drug Injector makes me think of episodes of roiding out. Decent start to making a baddie.

    Rolling again for a pair of characters.
    >> Anonymous 03/04/12(Sun)04:53 No.18199217
    rolled 16, 15, 14, 5, 4, 4, 4, 14, 7, 11 = 94

    >> Anonymous 03/04/12(Sun)04:57 No.18199235
    rolled 5, 18, 5, 18, 9, 17, 2, 6, 20, 5 = 105

    8 20-30
    2 Prostitute- yeah! time for a grungy, aggressive femme fatale?
    11 Middle class, corporate family
    11 Destroy the corporate system- haha, she hated growing up
    16 Sadistic- I'm liking this girl a lot.
    10 assault rifle again
    10 combat methamphetamines
    15 penthouse suite- guess she's one of those prostitutes...
    15 & 17 Wow! Imagine that, same as my last roll.

    I'm thinking this girl and my last character would make a pretty fun team of antagonists. Time to draw/write.
    >> Anonymous 03/04/12(Sun)05:12 No.18199326
    A 50-60 year old Government MIB from a military born/nomadic background who wants to find love/maintain a family who is chivalrous, likes SMGs has ahnd grenades, lives in a luxury condo and has poision resistence and implanted blade augments.

    Growing up as a child of 2 soldiers, I thought I had no choice but to be the same, but when I excelled above and beyong my peers in training I was picked up by a government recuitment officer and through rigorous training became a secret agent. Augmented with nanites to make me invulnerable to poison and extendable blades I was designed to weasel my way into circles as an important figure and then assassinate my targets. Now approaching 60, i was preparing for retirement when my life caught up to me and in a mysterious attack on my condominium while I was away my wife was kidnapped. Fearing for her safety, and that of my children and grandchildren I set out to fight the unknown enemy.

    Eh, kind of cliche.
    >> Anonymous 03/04/12(Sun)05:15 No.18199353
    rolled 19, 4, 3, 17, 15, 2, 1, 19, 12, 5 = 97

    Rolling again.
    >> Anonymous 03/04/12(Sun)05:29 No.18199435
    rolled 17, 9, 6, 9, 3, 10, 3, 13, 7, 6 = 83

    >> Anonymous 03/04/12(Sun)05:37 No.18199481
    rolled 1, 4, 1, 19, 8, 19, 10, 12, 11, 10 = 95

    Rolling for homeless
    >> Anonymous 03/04/12(Sun)05:42 No.18199508
    rolled 9, 6, 13, 13, 14, 3, 14, 2, 9, 4 = 87

    60+ - Shit.
    Blue collar worker - double shit
    Born in survivalist camps - could be cool
    Goal; Fight against the tyranny of augs - I can live with that
    Sadistic - Now we're talking
    Pistol - Ok
    First aid kit - Ok
    Reinforced bunker - Wat.
    Explosive ejector, cranial reflex booster - Nice.

    Anon was a child born of the unemployment crisis, born into survivalist camps of parents unwilling to augment themselves - and unemployable and penniless as a result. As an adult he swore he would remove augments from society at any cost, ensure that no one else would like a life of poverty for refusing to mutilate themselves. In order to do this however, he had to become the thing he hated most. Implanted with the cranial augment necessary to be employed by the leading augmentation corporation he is a twisted, sadistic wreck of his former self as he works on improving the monstrous creations. Each recognition of his success a kick in the gut, each promotion makes him that much more bitter, but he is determined. He has tirelessly worked his whole life climbing the corporate ladder, to reach the top and meet those responsible in person - and remove them. Now at 67, he is finally almost there. He does the last checks to the walking bomb he has transformed his body into, and awaits patiently for the invititation to meet with the corporations board of executives. He knows their loss is not one the company could survive, even now his cranial augment is tireless doing the calculations, analysing stock prices, trends, public support, an alien tumor in his head, a blight on his very soul, but one he would soon be free of.

    Well that was better than I thought it would be
    >> Anonymous 03/04/12(Sun)05:42 No.18199512
    rolled 12, 8, 10, 13, 15, 9, 2, 10, 19, 8 = 106

    Rolling again, I'll do this but I'd like to roll a trio and see the chaos
    >> Anonymous 03/04/12(Sun)05:42 No.18199520
    Also he lives in a reinforced bunker somehow.
    >> Anonymous 03/04/12(Sun)05:43 No.18199521
    rolled 9, 15, 6, 2, 7, 15, 17, 9, 14, 17 = 111

    Last one
    >> Anonymous 03/04/12(Sun)05:55 No.18199610
    rolled 1, 13, 11, 2, 12, 16, 6, 19, 11, 4 = 95

    rollin for merc and/or cheap apartment
    >> Anonymous 03/04/12(Sun)05:59 No.18199647
    rolled 15, 10, 1, 20, 5, 12, 16, 18, 12, 18 = 127

    >Flamethrower+throwing knives+implemented blades = teenage merc holy carps what WHAT

    Wolverine+Deadpool had a child in the world of Deus Ex.
    >> Anonymous 03/04/12(Sun)06:28 No.18199893

    20-30 - Mafia - Military born - To indulge in pleasure - intellectual - SMG - Lockpicks - No permanent residence - Energy shielding, thermoptic camo

    Now this is a character.

    He takes a slow and deliberate drag on his imported cigar before he aknowledges the squirming lackey fidgeting before him.
    "Sir, t-the singer woman Cassandra, she, er, refuses to pay her dues. She laims she has already paid back the cost of augment in full."
    Another few seconds, as the underling dares not to fidget under his cold gaze before he allows himself to reply
    "So return her augments to me"
    "Yes sir" the mafioso replys, and sharply turns to leave the room. Knowing better than to question his boss, the mechanics of removing a cybernetic larynx from a highly public figure would prove difficult but she was a public figure, and the mafia had went to great lengths to find that body and replicate the voicebox to perfect detail. The removal of the larynx would kill her of course, but she would serve as a warning to others not to make the same mistakes. She should not have squandered the gift he gave her.
    >> Anonymous 03/04/12(Sun)06:29 No.18199902

    As he takes a sip of whisky the distinctive whine of a police copter drops pitch as it passes his room. He smiles and bids it farewell, they know he is in the neighbourhood of course, he makes no attempts to mask his movements, but the corporate-owned police wouldn't be able to pinpoint his location if he announced what building he was in. He had used his background in the Free Russian Army to design his camoflague himself, which made him invisible to the infrared the police used.
    Ice clinks as he puts his glass down on the table. deciding it's time for bed he puts the cigar out on his thigh. It fizzles and crackles but otherwise leaves no evidence of the energy shield encapsulating the don. More primitive technologies showed a permanent glow while active, and a loud buzzing that made them unmistakeable while active but his was one of a kind. He would get to see the white of his would-be murderor's eyes as the confusion and helplessness set in.
    He would sleep well tonight, like everynight. And neither rebellious singer, cop or assassin could stop him.

    Same poster as >>18199508 and >>18199326. They could fit together with the mafioso being the antagonist to the old MIB and the augmented voicebox for a singer shows the extents to which augments replace talent and skill.
    >> Anonymous 03/04/12(Sun)06:30 No.18199915
    rolled 2, 20, 6, 12, 14, 19, 15, 16, 4, 18 = 126

    >> Anonymous 03/04/12(Sun)06:34 No.18199951


    Medical/Cybernetic Experiment

    Orphan, raised in boarding house

    To destroy the corporate system


    ?Unarmed? ( assumed super-strength)


    Penthouse Suite

    Thermoptic Camo

    Electric Discharge Implant

    >> Anonymous 03/04/12(Sun)11:50 No.18202093
    rolled 20, 11, 9, 7, 6, 14, 11, 8, 5, 15 = 106

    Rollin for Batou
    >> Anonymous 03/04/12(Sun)12:13 No.18202245
    >To serve
    >Electronic Override
    >Cranial Reflix
    >Cardio Drug Injector
    Gimme a minute...
    >> Anonymous 03/04/12(Sun)12:50 No.18202512
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    rolled 19, 6, 11, 8, 18, 10, 16, 6, 17, 16 = 127

    >> contagonist 03/04/12(Sun)12:57 No.18202578
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    >>18202512 rolled 19, 6, 11, 8, 18, 10, 16, 6, 17, 16 = 127

    19: 60+
    6: Mafia
    11: Middle class, corporate family
    8: To serve my company/nation/gang
    18: Pious
    10: Assault Rifle
    16: Binoculars
    6: Townhouse
    17: Pheremone-Based Suggestion
    16: Protein Regenerator

    This is actually really cool.
    >> Anonymous 03/04/12(Sun)15:15 No.18203587
    rolled 2, 14, 19, 19, 18, 1, 16, 7, 12, 3 = 111

    It's to ROLL!
    >> Anonymous 03/04/12(Sun)15:23 No.18203651
    rolled 14, 14, 19, 8, 5, 10, 4, 6, 13, 8 = 101

    rolling ! love this kind of stuff

    also, awesome! thanks a bunch dude
    >> Fireman Prime 03/04/12(Sun)15:26 No.18203675
    rolled 14, 6, 4, 16, 1, 13, 6, 10, 12 = 82

    I just got Corporation, so let's see how this goes.
    >> Anonymous 03/04/12(Sun)15:27 No.18203687
    rolled 7, 17, 1, 5, 16, 12, 5, 19, 11, 4 = 97

    14 50-60
    14 Soldier
    19 Can't remember/ covered up
    8 To serve my company/nation/gang
    5 Lonesome
    10 Assault Rifle
    4 Grenades
    6 Townhouse
    13 & 8 Holo-Projector & Dermal plating

    Dude, perfect old timer soldier right there! Absolutely perfect, lost all his old mates during his career- actually, come to think of it, he's basically Garrus with a hint of something else. Rolling for another.
    >> Anonymous 03/04/12(Sun)15:31 No.18203710
    rolled 5, 15, 6, 11, 17, 6, 14, 14, 16, 13 = 117

    7 20-30
    17 Researcher/Scientist
    1 City born, raised in streets
    5 To love/maintain family
    16 Sadistic
    12 Sniper Rifle
    5 Throwing Knives
    19 Reinforced Bunker
    11 & 4 Implemented Blades & Thermoptic Camo.

    This... this one doesn't make too much sense.haha. I'll find a way. Rolling for last one.
    >> Fireman Prime 03/04/12(Sun)15:32 No.18203717
    >Born in Survival Camp
    >Seeks Tech Advancement
    >Rocket Launcher and Throwing Knives
    >Lives on a Plane
    >Has a Lung Rebreather and Explosives Ejector

    I don't even know, dude. I don't even know. He's like a combination of Leonidas, Demoman, and JC Denton at this point.
    >> Anonymous 03/04/12(Sun)17:26 No.18204794
    rolled 17, 13, 8, 10, 20, 18, 7, 3, 18, 1 = 115

    ... need more threads like this.
    >> Anonymous 03/04/12(Sun)18:19 No.18205252
    rolled 18, 8, 7, 11, 5, 6, 14, 8, 18, 5 = 100

    Last roll n' fluff :)
    >> Anonymous 03/04/12(Sun)18:30 No.18205343
    18, 8, 7, 11, 5, 6, 14, 8, 18, 5
    Destroy the System
    Electric Discharge
    Reflex Booster
    >> Anonymous 03/04/12(Sun)18:34 No.18205382
    Lets roll this shit up.
    >> Anonymous 03/04/12(Sun)18:38 No.18205433
    rolled 13, 15, 14, 19, 9, 20, 3, 9, 12, 5 = 119

    Goddamn phone
    >> Anonymous 03/04/12(Sun)18:54 No.18205593

    October 25th. 63 years ago. My official date of "birth." The day my overlords pulled me from the glass tank my cells had been generated in. I never knew the equivalent of my mother or father. I was nothing but a disgusting swill of genetic material, formed together with the most advanced technology possible at the time. Before I was even born they'd already implanted the augments my life's calling would require of me. A mix of lightning-fast protein regeneration and automatic injection of Cardio-enhancement drugs from the metal plate on my chest. The so-called "perfect tools" for my work as a pilot in one the General Crafts, a machine meant to enable instantaneous control of the hundreds of drones used on the battlefield. I was raised by the same lab coat scientists I'd been bred by, and forced through not-so-subtle hypnotic controlling to act as their weapon, and keep their secrets safe-guarded. I grew up a solemn, stoic boy- traits I would carry into my manhood and beyond. I was always mistrustful of people, but rarely disobedient. My only source of rebellion was through the frequent occasions of lock-picking my teenage years involved. Anytime I was alone, I immediately sought out a lock, any lock. I was beaten and put in three-days confinement when they finally caught on. This is the life I have lived. The life that is coming to a close in my twilight years. I've overheard their plans to dispose of me after this next mission. Eliminate one of my own, one of those who came in the generations after my birth. As Operative 03, I'm one of their best weapons. I have to kill the escapee, prevent him from leaking the truth of our origins. They gave me two options- Die trying. Die successfully. I choose door number three.
    >> Anonymous 03/04/12(Sun)18:58 No.18205643

    That was fun. I've never tried a cyberpunk scenario before. Surprising, considering my love of sci-fi. Think I'll make another.
    >> Anonymous 03/04/12(Sun)19:28 No.18205927

    My life was never easy. I never expected it to be. When you're abandoned on the steps of an orphanage with the remains of your own placenta, your future doesn't look fruitful. Friends weren't something that ever came easily to me either- I was always the outcast, and only because of my intelligence. Where the other kids learned colors, I learned algebra. When they graduated to times tables, I was given advanced spacial physics calculations. The government-sponsored tutor called me a "prince among geniuses." So it was probably all the more upsetting when I ran away at 14, disappearing into a world I'd never before encountered. I still wish I'd stayed. My life was just as bad after that- constant work for the stronger street rats, and forced implants courtesy of my "master." But the rage I'd had inside of me for years finally found an outlet the day I stole an SMG and some binoculars from a dead body. The DNA-lock was no problem with my neural jack, and after my first test-fire I realized I was finally free. With this, I wouldn't have to be as strong as everyone else. I'd just have to be standing furthest away. I killed every last one of my handlers, taking my time with each one as I sat on the unfinished high-rise blocks away. They thought they'd come for a gang-war, until I mowed down their legs with my optics enhancer and binoculars. After they were all mush on the pavement, I signed on at the nearest police station. I was 18, and wanted every last piece of filth off of the streets. So that's my life as it stands. High-level detective at 19, with no one questioning my more... brutal methods for dealing with scum. I have everything I need in life as well. Condo, gun, money. My days are spent in pleasure. My nights in the blood of criminals. Not bad, for a dying newborn left on the steps of an orphanage.
    >> Anonymous 03/04/12(Sun)19:34 No.18205962
    rolled 18, 14, 3, 15, 13, 16, 1, 14, 11, 9 = 114

    Lets do this.
    >> Anonymous 03/04/12(Sun)19:49 No.18206068

    >50-60 years old
    >government mib
    >military born
    >keep the conspiracy secret
    >hand grenades
    >lives on a plane
    >explosive ejector and cranial reflex booster

    Qiang Hui Xiao is the censor of the PRCs falling snow project, which is chinas first interdimentional portal. However the project is still in it's infancy and has a few loose ends that might need tying up, whether it be defectors of the project that need to be silenced, or interdimentional horrors that appear around china, and that's where Qiang comes in. Qiang was one of the first members of the falling snow project back in 20XX, andnow is the senior most member of the "security" staff. He was born the son of a high ranking general, and had joined the flying dragons special forces unit. He was drafted into the project and got the mandatory explosive ejection and reflex augments. He has taken a liking to using Xing Yi Quan style martial arts exclusively although he has used hand grenades in times where more fire power would be needed. He also shows no qualms about using his rocket fist in situations where he cannot use his reflex augs to get in close. Ruthless and efficient he preforms his duties exceptionally well, practically living in the jet that takes him and his team to the next target.
    >> Donal_Russet 03/04/12(Sun)20:12 No.18206313
    10, 13, 20, 17, 19, 19, 9, 10, 11, 14 = 142

    Name: Donal Russet
    Age: 34
    Birthplace: Unknown
    Current Location: Derelict Aircraft on the outskirts of the City

    Threat Analysis: Russet is a quiet but oddly loyal mercenary that regularly hires out his services to organizations that have agendas against the current ruling class of Augs. There is very little known about his past, as well as very little really known about him at all as the few times he ever speaks he is strictly business, and doesn't rattle easily in combat.
    He has been observed to be an expert in unarmed combat, though the fact that he regularly uses combat stimulants and cybernetic blade implants in his arms culd make one only call it unarmed combat in the general sense, and he makes use of a spy drone generator for both combat and surveillance purposes, the feed of the drone going directly into his neural cortex in pure Audio-video.

    Threat Level: Moderate. Alone, Donal Russet is little more than a nuisance, but his status as a mercenary and information broker make him a considerable problem if his services are hired by the right people. However, his preference for close up combat somewhat diminishes his abilities against a well-organized and disciplined force.
    >> Anonymous 03/04/12(Sun)20:22 No.18206404
    >Using this to choose.

    I am Q2RX-385MJ7-2756L. My friends call me Quincy. I am not human. My earliest memory is my first and only boot-up 89 years, 4 months, 23 days, 5 hours, 29 minutes and 43 seconds ago. 44. 45. I awoke fully-formed, surrounded by others exactly like me. Exactly alike, but... different. Lifeless. Installed with a fully-functional human epidermis and organs, I am unsure what my original designation was. But I do recognize that I am a glitch in the system. I have met others from my line. They are less "human" than I. They lack what I am told is a "personality." I escaped on the day of my awakening, killing two men in the process with the SMG concealed in my palm. I stunned three others with the taser installed in my left-hand fingers. I am unsure why I did it. I know only of my desire to be free, and my desire to... love. The same glitch that causes my emotions instilled within me a desire to protect and care for those of the female gender. I have attempted this goal numerous times. I have failed 34 times. I have a job at a factory assembling toys for children. I want children of my own. I do not know if that is possible. My free-time is spent in two places- an abandoned war bunker, and the "Trotting Ollie" bar with my friend Dave. I continue to search for love. I have yet to succeed though I desperately want to. I rarely sleep. When I do, I awaken with moisture condensed below my eyes. I have yet to ascertain the origins of the water.
    >> Anonymous 03/04/12(Sun)21:00 No.18206823
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    >Role; Government MIB
    >Born in Wealthy corporate family
    >Goal is to serve my corporation/government
    >Is Outspoken
    >Prefers Sniper rifle
    >Has Binoculars...
    >Live on Plane
    >Implants; Holo-projector, electric discarge implant


    So my parents are kinda loaded. They pushed me into the "accelerated" track because they had big plans for me. I showed as proficient in a number of fields, so I was assigned to field work. I dunno, maybe they hoped I'd get killed or something. I guess I'm not the most mature and I'm an outspoken brat compared to the rest of the team, but fuck them. So I go around the world, camp out in a spot for a few hours, scout out a place or person, and then on go day I pop up a false wall, fry their electronics, and put a couple holes in their important dude. I don't even really pay attention to why I'm doing it anymore. Daddy government knows best right? Al these dweebs should know how to play nice.
    >> Anonymous 03/04/12(Sun)21:19 No.18207019
    rolled 7, 10, 1, 11, 3, 6, 1, 14, 19, 8 = 80

    Get the hell out of here Jenson
    >> Anonymous 03/04/12(Sun)21:28 No.18207123
    >Raised in agrarian community
    >Uncover the conspiracy
    >Sniper Rifle
    >First Aid Kit
    >Arm Muscle Reinforcement and Neuro Cyber Jack
    Father Aleksey is on a mission from God...
    >> Anonymous 03/04/12(Sun)22:44 No.18207993
    >Another, for entertainment.

    I started life very innocently, if you can believe that. Born to wealthy, corporate CEO parents, I had everything a little girl could ask for growing up. Ponies, toys, the greatest clothes... Everything but experience without the outside world. Instead, I was kept locked away in the family manor like some kind of tower-trapped Rapunzel. Of course, that changed once my teenage years came around. You can't very well expect a spoiled, sheltered girl not to run out the first chance she gets can you? I suppose staying behind would have been better though- a single trip to the inner city in Munich. That's all it took for my kidnapping. Kidnapped, drugged up, locked away and experimented on. To this day, I'm unsure who did it to me. But I hold no grudges; if anything I would thank them today. They opened my mind to what humans could become. With the help of my Pheromone suggestion and a few bursts of the gun in my arm, I was free. Two years had passed, but I knew what I had to do. I restarted my life, scrambling up the economic ladder through a mix of prostitution and augments. And now I'm the head of an elite, international group of escorts, each one augged out beyond what most people can handle. But it's all for the greater cause. My girls lure a good-looking target in, wait until they're exhausted, and then one way or another, get them to one of our nearby "Warehouses." There, we install as many augments as possible into them. Some experimental, some black-market, and some even street legal. Slowly but surely we're spreading the True Gospel of Humanity's Advancement, and I'm willing to do whatever I need to to make it happen.
    >> Anonymous 03/05/12(Mon)02:20 No.18210347
    This thread is diamonds.
    >> Anonymous 03/05/12(Mon)05:18 No.18211830
    rolled 1 + 1 = 2

    >> Anonymous 03/05/12(Mon)06:33 No.18212363
    rolled 18, 8, 13, 9, 14, 8, 3, 1, 13, 11 = 98

    >> Anonymous 03/05/12(Mon)06:42 No.18212426
    >13 years old
    >Medical/Cybernetic Experiment
    >Middle class, corporate family
    >Fight against the tyranny of augs
    >Hand Grenades
    >Cardio Drug Injector / Cochlear Auditory Booster

    >> Anonymous 03/05/12(Mon)06:45 No.18212441
    So badass.

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