Otakuforreal
Scrawl Banditta
Iracebeth
Esailia
Simply Not Real
Durandals
icmasticc
Neziul
Ezekiel
PrinceAlexus
r a w c s s k e l e t o n ::
n a m e ::
d a t e & p l a c e o f b i r t h ::
May 12th London
a p p e a r a n c e ::
Sporting a thin Mohawk, tattoos can be seen from his short prison stints on his shaved head. Slightly above average height he is physically well built. He has short stubble on his defined chin, more so due to a lack of care instead of style. His clothes are often simple, worn and ragged, opting for functionality above all else. Further tattoos and scars line the bare skin of his muscular chest and torso, both a reminder of past battles.
He mostly appears 'clean' in regards to cyber-ware but his wrists hold concealed sub-dermal induction ports that feed to his neural ware. On very close inspection one might notice his left eye is cybernetic.
g e n d e r ::
Male, wanna check?
o c c u p a t i o n ::
Jacob tried the monotony of modern day slavery known as work. He dabbled as a trade assistant or bouncer among other things but failed on many occasions. His short temper, violent tendencies and dislike for authority proved to continually be troublesome. Illegal street brawling and crime were his main source of income until he joined the military.
For a short time after that alcoholic or bum best described his occupation. That was until Damian Jansenn came across him and built him up, giving him a job in security. Jacob excelled here.
s k i l l s ::
He can take a punch like its nobody's business. The guy just keeps going. He has a natural tolerance, almost excitement, towards pain. He can also dish it back out, having high experience in mixed martial arts and underground brawling.
He has all the basic military training and enough live combat experience to haunt his dreams.
Beside that and being physically fit he's not skilled at much else. In fact he could be considered a bit of a slow learner. Lucky for people like him, you don't need to be a tech expert to benefit from tech.
Still bearing his military Neural chipware socket he can 'buy' and plug in skills. He currently has a chemistry skill chip installed, allowing him to understand and identify chemicals.
Thanks to the neuralware processor and additional implants, Jacob now has an extraordinarily enhanced sense of smell. He can track scents and analyse chemicals with the aid of his chemistry skill chip.
c y b e r n e t i c s ::
Neural Ware:
Implants:
Cyberoptics:
Body weapons:
This quiz is a way for your employer to better understand who YOU are! Your candor is important and required.
Lying on this document can warrant you a $5,000 fine and 2 to 24 months in prison!
n a m e ::
Jacob 'Jay' Hunter
d a t e & p l a c e o f b i r t h ::
May 12th London
a p p e a r a n c e ::
Sporting a thin Mohawk, tattoos can be seen from his short prison stints on his shaved head. Slightly above average height he is physically well built. He has short stubble on his defined chin, more so due to a lack of care instead of style. His clothes are often simple, worn and ragged, opting for functionality above all else. Further tattoos and scars line the bare skin of his muscular chest and torso, both a reminder of past battles.
He mostly appears 'clean' in regards to cyber-ware but his wrists hold concealed sub-dermal induction ports that feed to his neural ware. On very close inspection one might notice his left eye is cybernetic.
g e n d e r ::
Male, wanna check?
o c c u p a t i o n ::
Jacob tried the monotony of modern day slavery known as work. He dabbled as a trade assistant or bouncer among other things but failed on many occasions. His short temper, violent tendencies and dislike for authority proved to continually be troublesome. Illegal street brawling and crime were his main source of income until he joined the military.
For a short time after that alcoholic or bum best described his occupation. That was until Damian Jansenn came across him and built him up, giving him a job in security. Jacob excelled here.
s k i l l s ::
He can take a punch like its nobody's business. The guy just keeps going. He has a natural tolerance, almost excitement, towards pain. He can also dish it back out, having high experience in mixed martial arts and underground brawling.
He has all the basic military training and enough live combat experience to haunt his dreams.
Beside that and being physically fit he's not skilled at much else. In fact he could be considered a bit of a slow learner. Lucky for people like him, you don't need to be a tech expert to benefit from tech.
Still bearing his military Neural chipware socket he can 'buy' and plug in skills. He currently has a chemistry skill chip installed, allowing him to understand and identify chemicals.
Thanks to the neuralware processor and additional implants, Jacob now has an extraordinarily enhanced sense of smell. He can track scents and analyse chemicals with the aid of his chemistry skill chip.
c y b e r n e t i c s ::
Neural Ware:
- Neuralware processor & Chipware socket - Implanted into the lower spine it routes signals from external cyberwear to the central nervous system. Jacob has an Oral factory and Reflex boost jacked into this offering him an advanced sense of smell and an extra edge on his reactions.
He even has a Smart Gun Digital weapon uplink that when connected to a smart gun through his subdermal interface induction plugs, offers an advanced array of enhanced combat options and control.
Implants:
- Nasal filters & Chemical analyser- Fitted in Jacobs reconstructed nasal passages, this filters against poisons and breathable drugs. Breaks down smells into chemical components, analyses them and sends the info to a display screen.
- Adrenal booster - An artificial gland that releases adrenalin on command.
- Subdermal armor - a mesh/ballistic plastic armor inserted under the skin.
Cyberoptics:
- Cybernetic eye - Replacing his lost left eye.
While almost indistinguishable from his real one it is far more efficient and filled with additional functions beyond normal sight. It offers an enhanced image, targeting assist, an internal scrolling information display and even a thermograph sensor.
Body weapons:
- Implanted fangs, power jaw - When his jaw was under complete reconstruction Jacob got a little enhancement. Muscle functionality was increased and he also got multiple 'fangs' implanted in place of missing teeth for that extra fierce bite.
h i s t o r y ::
Jacob grew up without a father in the slummiest of slums. Many abusive father figures came and left throughout his child hood. Surrounded by constant gangs at war, it was no surprise when he eventually slipped into that lifestyle. As a young kid Jacob wasn't the biggest, toughest, or the fastest but he was the meanest.
Intimidation became his survival tactic. He would always 'one up' his rivals. Jacob eventually got an armour mesh implanted under his skin. There was something extra terrifying about the nonchalant's of appearing unarmored.
When Jacobs gang antics eventually drew his younger sister into his lifestyle he decided to clean up his act. Hungry for a life better than the one he had, for his little sister and dear mother more so than himself, he tried to go straight. Failing at many jobs he
shortly after enlisted for the military. This lasted longer than all else but eventually even this too came to an end. While there he did well. His anger and aggression focused towards a Poitier outlet. He completed training and earned his neural ware. Did a tour that cost him his eye but was ranked up and given a cyberoptic.
It was in his new ranking position that he was kicked out for questionable behaviour and defiance. Disagreeing with corporate interjection and all the red tape.
Failing this it put him back on the streets. An angry failure, a lost wild man now trained to kill with upgrades to do just that.
Luckily for most, Jacob now spent most of his time debilitated by excess consumption of alcohol. His life quickly spiralled downwards and out of control before his past decided to catch up with him and kick him while he was down.
In his younger, dirtier gang days before joining the military Jacob had unknowingly, or uncaringly, messed up. He had ruffled the wrong people the wrong way. After overdoing another 'warning' beating and sending some punk kid to the infirmary, Jay realised his mistake. It wasn't just some wanna-be gansta trying to extend his territory. Things were different, he should have realised. This new kid on the scene came with fancy corporate parents who were connected to some pretty high up important people.
During his time in the military Jacob had almost forgotten all about that day and the cursed promises spat at him.
That punk kid didn't though.
Shortly after his discharge from the service Jacob got an urgent worried call from his mother.
Upon arriving home Jacob walked right into a trap. Ambushed and blind sighted he was beaten to near death, his jaw mangled beyond normal repair, face kicked in. The life near beaten right out of him. They stole or trashed nearly everything in his mother's house. His distraught mother was forced to watch the whole thing while Jacobs sister was went missing.
Left for dead, lucky to still be alive, and in a real bad way, Jacob was in desperate need of some immediate medical aid and surgery. Having just lost nearly everything and with not having much to begin with, Jacobs mother began her frantic bleak search for a cheap black market surgeon.
She never found one, but who she did find was Damian Jansen. And that was even better.
Still for reasons unknown to Jacob, Damien covered the costs and had the work done by one of his own guys. This is where Jacob got his Power jaw and shark tooth smile as well as an Oral factory boost. It was beyond simple healing or repair, it was a surgical upgrade.
The generosity was not for free of course, but a loan. A loan worth Jacobs life. Jacob could not argue with that. To top it off the prices were more than reasonable and Damien even offered him a job to make the money back. That was the start of a beautiful partnership that is still running today.
Jacob grew up without a father in the slummiest of slums. Many abusive father figures came and left throughout his child hood. Surrounded by constant gangs at war, it was no surprise when he eventually slipped into that lifestyle. As a young kid Jacob wasn't the biggest, toughest, or the fastest but he was the meanest.
Intimidation became his survival tactic. He would always 'one up' his rivals. Jacob eventually got an armour mesh implanted under his skin. There was something extra terrifying about the nonchalant's of appearing unarmored.
When Jacobs gang antics eventually drew his younger sister into his lifestyle he decided to clean up his act. Hungry for a life better than the one he had, for his little sister and dear mother more so than himself, he tried to go straight. Failing at many jobs he
shortly after enlisted for the military. This lasted longer than all else but eventually even this too came to an end. While there he did well. His anger and aggression focused towards a Poitier outlet. He completed training and earned his neural ware. Did a tour that cost him his eye but was ranked up and given a cyberoptic.
It was in his new ranking position that he was kicked out for questionable behaviour and defiance. Disagreeing with corporate interjection and all the red tape.
Failing this it put him back on the streets. An angry failure, a lost wild man now trained to kill with upgrades to do just that.
Luckily for most, Jacob now spent most of his time debilitated by excess consumption of alcohol. His life quickly spiralled downwards and out of control before his past decided to catch up with him and kick him while he was down.
In his younger, dirtier gang days before joining the military Jacob had unknowingly, or uncaringly, messed up. He had ruffled the wrong people the wrong way. After overdoing another 'warning' beating and sending some punk kid to the infirmary, Jay realised his mistake. It wasn't just some wanna-be gansta trying to extend his territory. Things were different, he should have realised. This new kid on the scene came with fancy corporate parents who were connected to some pretty high up important people.
During his time in the military Jacob had almost forgotten all about that day and the cursed promises spat at him.
That punk kid didn't though.
Shortly after his discharge from the service Jacob got an urgent worried call from his mother.
Upon arriving home Jacob walked right into a trap. Ambushed and blind sighted he was beaten to near death, his jaw mangled beyond normal repair, face kicked in. The life near beaten right out of him. They stole or trashed nearly everything in his mother's house. His distraught mother was forced to watch the whole thing while Jacobs sister was went missing.
Left for dead, lucky to still be alive, and in a real bad way, Jacob was in desperate need of some immediate medical aid and surgery. Having just lost nearly everything and with not having much to begin with, Jacobs mother began her frantic bleak search for a cheap black market surgeon.
She never found one, but who she did find was Damian Jansen. And that was even better.
Still for reasons unknown to Jacob, Damien covered the costs and had the work done by one of his own guys. This is where Jacob got his Power jaw and shark tooth smile as well as an Oral factory boost. It was beyond simple healing or repair, it was a surgical upgrade.
The generosity was not for free of course, but a loan. A loan worth Jacobs life. Jacob could not argue with that. To top it off the prices were more than reasonable and Damien even offered him a job to make the money back. That was the start of a beautiful partnership that is still running today.
BIOTECHNICA S.A. REGISTRANT PERSONALITY QUIZ
This quiz is a way for your employer to better understand who YOU are! Your candor is important and required.
Lying on this document can warrant you a $5,000 fine and 2 to 24 months in prison!
Favorite food: (What food do you like to eat?)
What the FUCK has this got to do with my job? You gonna throw me a bloody dinner party or invite me around for supper to meet the family!? ... No thanks.
Least favorite food: (What food don’t you like to eat?)
Corporate bullshit!
Use three words to describe yourself: (Pretty simple!)
1. Go Sick
2. F@&K Of
3. Yourself This!
Likes: (What do you like? Do you have hobbies? Is there anything or anyone that is extra special to you?)
Beer
Babes
Bikes
Not having my time wasted
And money
Dislikes: (What things don’t you like? I hope you’re not a Negative Nancy™, but We All Hate Mondays!™, am I right?)
Bullshit psych quizzes and piss poor comedic attempts to relate to those you are belittling.
Values: (What means alot to you? Your religion? Your convictions? Your family?)
F$&K religion!
Face to face interviews.
A solid job, & a heavy pay check!
Strengths: (What are you good at? What do people like about you?) people love me for my bubbly personality and pearly sweet smile!...
I get shit done and don't ask dumbass questions.
Flaws: (Maybe you are a Negative Nancy™, but hey, at least you’re honest! Or maybe you have crippling cyberpsychosis and you need regular medication and check-ups or else you show signs of severe paranoid schizophrenia! Maybe that cyberpsychosis isn’t that bad. Your urge to send that crossing guard flying at dozens of meters per second may only come around after she makes you late to work, rather than every time you see her.) Short patience.
Anything else: (Don’t be shy! We have you medical records and personal history, so we would know if you left anything out that you shouldn’t have!)
What the hell was this all about? You got questions about my personality just ask.
I'm here coz I'm good at what I do and you need me, but fuck me around with this sort of thing again and my price doubles.
PS, I'm billing you for this time.
Love Jay