[hider=Set] [CENTER] [img]https://i.pinimg.com/564x/9b/9d/62/9b9d62784559d4cc48bd30f0bd18ac17.jpg[/img] [SUB][COLOR=cecece]A L I S T A I R ' S E T ' L I U ◄ 26 ▎ MALE ▎ 5'8 ► [i]I was a teenage outlaw With no worries on my mind And now I'm getting older My heart is growing colder all the time...[/i] [/COLOR][/SUB][/CENTER] [SUB][COLOR=cecece]P R O F I L E[/COLOR][/SUB] [color=a8a8a8] Two years on the run from Arasaka have neutered Set’s once-flamboyant personal style into a muted shell of the corporate netrunner playboy he used to be. His facial features are unremarkably East Asian and slightly emaciated from a constant diet of sugary kibble. But no matter where he may be, it’s still clear to see that Set didn’t grow up on the streets. His skin is soft, pale and remarkably free of scars or cuts any other streetkid would proudly sport. But looks can be deceiving: Set is noticeably alert and aware of his own surroundings even when "jacked out" into the real world. While two years of living on the Street have knocked his ego down a peg or two, Set’s past life as Arasaka’s pampered attack dog inevitably shines through once he is given a chance to prove himself. Set is [i]good[/i] at netrunning, and–unfortunately for those around him–he knows it. In a corporate psychological diagnosis, Set’s personality flaws as an Arasaka employee included, among others: general impulsiveness, an inflated sense of self-importance, and an inability to work with people he considers less competent than he is. Su’s personal assessment, in simple terms: “a stuck-up asshole, especially to the people (he) love(s).” [/color] [SUB][COLOR=cecece]D A Y S - G O N E[/COLOR][/SUB] [color=a8a8a8] [hider=Arasaka Employee and Contractor Unidirectory - Entry E4482747383 (DEFUNCT)] [code] DOB: 2052/01/06 POB: Shenzhen-Guangzhou Greater Metropolitan Region, People’s Republic of China BIO: Subject was born an only child and moved with his family to San Francisco in 2055. Parents were electronics technicians for Zhirafa. In 2064, subject was second runner-up of his school district’s local hackathon. In 2066, became the youngest ever grand champion of San Francisco’s Annual City CodeCup with his proposed redesign of the SFPD’s defensive NET architecture. In 2069, subject was first-runner up of the Arasaka Programming World Cup for Young Technology Leaders, and was correspondingly awarded a scholarship in computer science in the Tokyo campus of the Arasaka Institute of Technology. After graduating from the accelerated track, subject moved to Singapore and worked as a cybersecurity specialist for Arasaka. Was promoted several times for exceptional performance in neutralizing SovOil cyberthreats to Petrochem facilities in Indonesia. Subject developed an observable gambling compulsion and was frequently sighted in Macau casinos when on paid leave. Subject was also the unconfirmed source of several minor decryption programs detected and quarantined by Macau police, possibly initially sold off to triads to pay off casino credit. Subject was reportedly involved in a romantic relationship with one Qiao Suli, a Singaporean chemical engineer for Petrochem. On 2075/10/14, subject was identified as the trigger of a distress signal originating from one of Arasaka’s Singaporean dataforts, later established to be the result of an attempted unauthorized mass decryption of field operative biodata. Subject was immediately apprehended by Arasaka Security and a tactical interrogation yielded the working conclusion that he was acting on the orders of several Macau triad bosses in order to pay back a series of accrued financial debts. His claim that no sensitive data was leaked to criminal elements was deemed unlikely. Subject escaped from detention with the aid of an outside actor, possibly Qiao. Arasaka security operatives immediately engaged in hot pursuit, but subject was able to have his company-provided geotracker implants surgically removed piecemeal throughout Southeast Asia. Subject's last known biosignals were traced to Calcutta. Complaint on Qiao was submitted to Petrochem HR, but investigation failed to yield results. Subject’s employment contract was TERMINATED by Arasaka on 2075/10/17. Arasaka will not consider any future applications from subject for formal employment or other contractual work. Arasaka has classified subject as PERSONA NON GRATA and will be treated according to field ROE as determined by Arasaka Security. [/code] [/hider] [/color] [SUB][COLOR=cecece]M E M O R I E S[/COLOR][/SUB] [hider=filename: Su] [code] log located. filetype: audio >play [/code] [color=a8a8a8] [i]Rustling.[/i] “Set, if you’re listening to this, you’re probably out of the facility. Give your body some time to heal from what those Arasaka thugs did to your internal cyberware. In fact, I suggest you have all of that junk removed from your system. The less data footprints Arasaka has on you, the better. “Now, onto what you need to know.” [i]A deep breath.[/i] “I don’t know how I could have fucked up your life more than you did. "You loved to go on and on about your fancy toys, your supercars, your casino memberships and your corporate penthouses–that it was all because of you. That nobody gave you anything, that you worked for every single eurobuck of this meaningless corporate bullshit. "Well, now, you can’t blame me. You can’t even blame Arasaka–you knew what you got yourself into. This is all on you. "You’ve thrown away your life. With your credentials wiped, you’ll never work another proper corpo job again. And it’s not just Arasaka that’s after you–the only way you’ll get into triad territory again is with your head on a pike. Your parents are even under house arrest, for Christ’s sake. Not to mention how I’m definitely on Arasaka’s watchlist now–you couldn’t have broken out of there without somebody helping you. “But, someday, Set–” [i]A pause, then quiet sobbing.[/i] “I wish you would remember who you were before. When we met, you promised that you would work so hard, we’d live in one of those starscrapers in the atmosphere with a view of the Milky Way in our living room. We both promised each other so much. I don’t know how we could get it back now. “One day, you could come back here. To Singapore. For us. But I wouldn’t even know where to start. You’ll probably have to do dirty jobs, hurt and kill even more people . . . all so that you can have a second chance at life. I don’t know how I could live with that. “This is the last thing you’ll probably hear from me in a long time. I have my own life to live and my own name to clear. But in case a miracle happens, in case you manage to put your life back together again . . . “I’ll be here.” [i]Sounds of the city.[/i] [/color] [code]end log[/code] [/hider] [SUB][COLOR=cecece]G E A R & C Y B E R N E T I C S[/COLOR][/SUB] [color=a8a8a8] [indent] CYBERNETICS 1x cranium interface plug 2x chip sockets 1x left cyberarm w/ cyberdeck functionality 2x cybereyes w/ virtuality functionality 1x internal agent implant WEAPONS AND ARMOR 1x kevlar vest 1x [url= https://cdna.artstation.com/p/assets/images/images/000/266/256/large/ben-mauro-w-wolf-1-bm-o.jpg?1443928214]Militech P38 “Anubis” SMG[/url], select fire MISCELLANEOUS 1x Laptop Assorted memory chips Personal CarePaks 1x bed and blanket pack 1x print picture of a young woman, with only “宿” handwritten on the back [/indent] [/color] [/hider]