n a m e ::
Some call me DJ. Others call me boss. When a client is unhappy, he calls me Hey Asshole, and I call my guards. But you can call me Damian.
d a t e & p l a c e o f b i r t h ::
May 21st, 2021. Mariehamm, Åland Islands, Finland
a p p e a r a n c e ::
5’ 10” (178 cm) and 180 lb (82 kg). Blue eyes, light brown hair, all that shit. Those who see me can tell I'm a man of the world, dressed to the nines and stacked with tech. What they don't know is most of what looks like implants is actually just cosmetic. People tend to expect a certain flair from those who run this sort of business. They expect a man to be intimately connected to the world of entertainment. So, I comply. Small price to pay when you get the creds like I do.
g e n d e r ::
o c c u p a t i o n ::
I run one of the best-kept-secrets brothels around. You need a girl, a guy, or anything in between, I can get what you're looking for. Obviously, to get in a position like mine without being sniped or absorbed by the corps, I need to be business savvy, charismatic, and able to pay off the right people at the right time.
s k i l l s ::
Networking: By that, I mean the good old-fashioned definition of the word. I know almost everyone important, or can weasel my way into their worlds easy enough. If someone has a vice, it's my job to know it and sell it to them.
Phantoms: Where most people pride themselves on physical combat, my skills lie in deception. I can create illusions on someone's neural net. If they have any sort of VR tech, I can exploit it. Sometimes they see things that aren't really there. Sometimes they see something that is there, just wearing a different skin. And sometimes, I tap into the neural net and force a feedback loop that drives them insane or kills them.
Charm: What can I say? People tend to be drawn towards me. Whether it's a girl looking for work, some muscle needing a target, or a suit yearning to take it off, they flock to me. I usually can BS my way out of any situation, since they often give me the benefit of the doubt. Even if they're being paid to kill me, we usually can work something out.
Luck: Most people say there's no such thing as luck. I'm here to tell you that's complete bullshit. Ever trip a security alarm while balls-deep in a megacorps boss’s mind, surrounded by a dozen of his best guards? You ain't getting outta that alive without some god-tier luck. I did. Twice.
c y b e r n e t i c s ::
Droid Nu Yu: cybernetic uplink and persona augmentation. With the Nu Yu, you can modify your avatar and alias names on the fly while plugged in, without having to go through standard protocol. In a virtual world where clients want to see you face to face, having a believable and disposable face is a massive boon. This rare augmentation is usually available only to the highest echelons of corpdom, but I got a... let's call it a “discount” in return for services.
Geordi Cybernetic Eye: visual augmentation and virtual reality overlay. These eyes show me everything I want to know. One eye is still real, so I can avoid some of the same trickery I pull on others. The other eye has a thermal overlay, minor adjustable x-ray penetration (wood up to an inch thick, most clothing types, but no metal), and of course, all the standard VR augments, accompanied by a virtual assistant named Angel. I know what you're thinking, but no, she's no AI. She's mostly just a pretty voice and face that reads my email. Think Siri or Cortana from those old computers, and you've got an early prototype.
Cybernetic Leg Braces: mobility augmentation and neural actuators. Yeah, so... I can't walk very well. The docs wanted to completely replace my legs, but I said fuck that shit. Instead, I have braces. The upside is I get enhanced movement with more speed and precision than those with normal legs without most of that psychoshit that messes people up. The downside? I don't wear shorts on the beach. Most people never know, or just think they're complete replacements. But no, with a little effort, I can take them off and still get around. Slowly and with a cane, but it's still me.
h i s t o r y ::
The Islands were one of the last places in Finland to ban homeschooling, so I never quite got sucked into the corporate indoctrination that most kids my age did. We also traveled a lot as a family growing up. I learned more on a summer cruise in my Dad’s boat than I did all year in school.
I grew up with money. Gave me a lot of advantages most people never see. Also meant people listened to me a bit easier. I had my pick of whatever I wanted in life, whomever I wanted. Then my parents got killed in a corp raid. I never really learned why or what shit they had dug up. I wasn't smart enough then to be able to figure it out, and I'm too smart now to try.
I drifted for a year after that. I still could get almost whatever I wanted, but I had to rely on my wits instead of my cash. Turns out, there's no money in revenge if you aren't any good at it. So that led me to coming across this brothel. Got to know the old man who ran the place after visiting a few times. He said he was getting too old for it, wanted a vacation. I gave him the vacation he was looking for one night in his sleep and took over the place. Made a few upgrades, hired a few new girls, kept the same style. Soon, I was serving clients the old man would never dreamed of meeting.
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, as lying on this document can warrant you a $5,000 fine and 2 to 24 months in prison!
Favorite food: Anything I can eat quickly. Who cares what nanobots McD’s is shoveling into its burgers? They still taste damn good.
Least favorite food: Anything that tastes or looks like shit.
Use three words to describe yourself: Suave, debonair, master
Likes: I'm a man of simple pleasures: anything that gets me money or gets me laid. Get me a hot chick, a good drink, then pay me for it. Hell, that's what I do for a living anyways.
Dislikes: Anything that chains me down.
Values: If someone says they're altruistic, they're either the stupidest shit in the galaxy, or they're planning to kill you later. I plan to take advantage of both situations. Being free means you don't take shit from anybody. They're usually just gonna fuck with you anyways. And if someone thinks they have one up on me, well, they don't know me very well.
Strengths: People. Running a fairly popular brothel with many intriguing girls tends to increase your standing with those who can afford it.
Flaws: I can be a bit greedy. Don't judge. If you had this much coin running through your paws, you'd snatch some too. People also tell me I can be stubborn, but look, if you can fuck with people's minds, then you get to call the shots.
Anything else: Only thing that keeps me up at night is losing it all. Could happen anytime, really. Whenever I start to think the cyberware is screwing with my head, I step back and disconnect, and just listen to some classics like Daft Punk or Skrillex. Only way I can really relax.