[hider=Jack Zavala; Short App; SciFi][hr] NAME: Jack Zavala AGE: 32 RACE: Test Tube Clone (Modified) APPEARANCE: [center][img]https://i.imgur.com/t6UxgnV.jpg[/img][/center] JOB: Interface Tech STARTING LOCATION: The Lair of Mirrors STATS: Endurance: 4 Expertise: 4 Interfacing: 6* Intuition: 4 Strength: 3 Dexterity: 3 EQUIPMENT: - One level 3 access card allowing access to interfacing hubs. - One foldable and compact interfacing suit. - A pistol with 12 bullets. - A picking tool that enables basic mechanical work. BIOGRAPHY: Grown in 2067 on July 21, Jack was given to wealthy socialite parents Marissa and Davis Green, both whom dearly wanted the perfect son to come pledge their perfect lives. He was the first of their four test tube children; Michelle, Cody, and Tammy soon followed them home into their parents grand high-tech mansion. Michelle, the eldest girl, ran away from home at the earliest opportunity, much like he should have done. Cody… well he dug too deep into Father’s affairs, and they were forbidden from speaking his name ever again… but Jack knew where exactly where to find his brother. So it was just he and Tammy in that horrid house, with it’s dazzling fixtures and glittering chandeliers, waited on by ever watchful robotic servants- subsentient mostly, or so his Mother claimed, but the look in Butler’s optical arrays sometimes made him wonder. They were relatively close for a while, until Jack picked his career and moved out, losing himself in his master plan, his brain practically plugged into the city-wide network as he researched and modified and experimented, losing himself in calculations and hypothesis… and then little Tammy showed up on his doorstep, now grown and wearing a S.E.C.U.R.I.T.Y. uniform. She said she’d taken care of everything… and she had. Mother and Father were gone now, buried under the same pile of garbage they’d tried to throw their littlest brother under, and the Greens were nothing now. The rich socialite parents disappeared mysteriously, the immaculate test tube kids all went on with their lives - but were never heard from again. Jack Zavala became a highly placed specialist, a brilliant Interface Technician working to advance The Cape. Michelle Green, if that was even her name still, was lost in the wind and he did not find her again. Cody Morrison passed violently, the choices he made in the underbellies of the city caught up with him; in order to hide from his parents he’d had to go where they’d never look and do what they could never track… eventually one of many enemies and rivals found him. Tammy Nguyen joined the elite guard and enforcers, used her friends and influence in that force to get revenge on her parents, protect her siblings, and cover it all up - it was her who gave them all new surnames, new identities really, and it was perhaps her disappearance that made it all go wrong for Jack. They grew up in a veritable golden age despite their familial troubles, life was good in The Cape, but then things started going down the drain for their city, and Jack was one who stepped up to get the training needed to run the city without the City-AI to guide them. It was one disaster after another in his adult life, billions of systems were collapsing, thousands were dying, and then… Then Tam - the youngest sister who really he should have stepped up to protect and watch over instead of letting her become the self assured and confident protector of their family - she went missing. She was high-clearance, talented, worked for the government… he assumed she was fine for a lot longer than he should have. He never got the chance to go looking for her, never got a chance to even ask about her. Rioters sacked his appartment and Jack allowed himself to be swept down below amongst the struggling masses, the desperate survivors… but Jack had a dream, and apocalypse or not he was going to see it through. Such was how he came to the Lair of Mirrors; as good a place as any to hide out, do some scavenging, and with the added bonus of maybe, just maybe, he would hit the jackpot- and if he didn’t, well what had he truly lost? [hr][/hider]