Necrophage

Neon Skies

That took me way longer than it should have, apologies.

Neon Skies

@MarsAdept

Bishop spoke as he started heading in the direction of the warehouse. "Dark it is, faster name anyways. Far as I'm in the know, we need to get in before we can get the information. They have some kind of server or terminal on the inside that's separate from the outside security, standard gig. We get in and get what we need. Naturally you'll be doing the getting in part and I'll be handling the burning and smashing part."

A pause broke Bishop's speech as he looked at the warehouse in question across the dockyard. It almost looked like nobody was home yet the secure door and terminal system on that thing looked like they had been put in yesterday. "I'm going to guess our fixer's boys are doing their job and drawing attention right about now. Well now, that is one bitchin' door. He gestured both his hands toward the entrance. Bishop's voice was jovial as he said, "Ladies first, if you can crack it."

Neon Skies

I'm around. I'll post soon.

Neon Skies

Bishop looked over the layout of the warehouse, making mental notes here and there on good positions and points of interest. Satisfied he returned the pad and took the comms device from Yuri. "Alright. Let's do this." Bishop stood up and confirmed.

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Later at the meeting spot.

The broad-shouldered merc walked up to the location just a short distance from the pier, eyeing up the elf warily. "Are you Dark_Pheonix?" His voice came out a touch electronic and fuzzy from the speaker on his helmet. He adjusted something along the back of his helmet with an armored hand. His voice came out more clearly this time. "There that's better." He extended his hand out to her for a formal handshake. "Name's Bishop."

Neon Skies

I'll post tomorrow night when I have a decent time to sit down and write.

Neon Skies

Iga hasn't been on for nearly two weeks. Should we skip him or keep waiting?

Neon Skies

A fuzzy note of white noise blurted out of Bishop's mask. Something that could reasonably be understood as a scoff when Yuri mentioned to him about murdering the messenger. "Let's just say he had an awful taste for words." He brushed an armored glove against his collar and straightened it. "Clearly not a man in God's good graces or the Spirit would have told him not to offend me with that name." He explained. The strange stares from those that were still mostly sober only looked at him more intensely. He looked back at one of them and cocked his head to the side as if to say, mind your damn business. The man turned away and returned to a drink he had been coddling.

"So, a job with good pay. I want some details before I jump into this deal." He said to Yuri. As many details as could be had were better when working with someone you suspected of being a corp. Of course sometimes the other extreme was also preferable. If the corp sec knew you had too much information it would put you at risk. It was dangerous tight-rope walk between having enough details for the job and avoiding the information that would get you erased.

Neon Skies

I'll post something soon here. Been absorbed by a few things lately.

Neon Skies

Bishop

Bishop

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”And God smote the sinner." Thwap!

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Personal Information

Character Name/Alias: Larry Cavella but usually "Bishop"

Age: 27

Sex: Male

Race: Orc (Not inherently obvious)

Profession: Mercenary

Appearance: Bishop stands about 5'11. He doesn't show his face to people unless it's simply by mistake or crucial to trust for a mission. Because of that his mask has become a staple of his identity. Over his broad-shouldered frame he wears armor in addition to the blast mask underneath an oversized hoodie.

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Background Information

History: Bishop is like any other Bible-toting orc. Okay, that really doesn't happen often. Persuasive people showed up at the door, whole family got excited about magic Jesus and orc salvation and joined. Boom, devout Neo-Magi orc family. Made sense at the time and now it's just a way of life. Magic and the Bible. It's like peanut-butter and jelly or violence and scripture study. It just works, so you go with it. Violence was in the blood but Bishop studied too so it just got a little mixed in along the way. His brothers and him had to grow up quickly to pick up jobs for a growing family, the best money-making jobs were the least legal but made the most money. With mom and pop none the wiser him and a few of his bolder brothers took them up. It started slow and simple until it wasn't.

Petty crimes, drug running, theft. Bishop did what was offered without understanding the catch. The cost. That was until one of his younger brothers was caught by Corp Sec trying to run something between criminal dealers. It was Corp Sec from Lotus and the poor kid was caught with an expensive cache of magic-based drugs. Of course the dealers left him to take the full blame. He didn't see his brother again. The boy was likely thrown in some Corp prison to rot forever, killed, or something even worse. Bishop was riled. He stopped making his own dumb mistakes but knew very well there was no way he'd be able to challenge a world-spanning corporation by himself. He did the next best thing and became an official merc doing some of the most dangerous stuff employers set contracts for, individuals? Corporation on corporation? Didn't matter so long as it was possible and ended violently he was fine with it. There were mouths to feed and faces to punch.

Country of Origin: Portland, Oregon - Moist drug capital of North America.

Personality: Bishop is boisterous, violent and spews fire and brimstone - figuratively of course. He enjoys a good mixture of Bible verse and violence in a fight and most of what he says is downright wrong but he doesn't particularly seem to care. Even his normal conversation might involve a friendly blow. It's an orc thing.
The friendly guy treats everyone like family, even sometimes his enemies. He has a big soft-spot for family troubles and is highly condemning of "sinners". You just wouldn't want to challenge him on that definition, it wouldn't go well. Most reasonable people would likely think he's a nut case but he's a nut case with a reasonable price tag. If the mission could involve likely amounts of death, most employers don't seem to care either way so long as the job gets done the way they want it. Unfortunately Bishop is known for deviating on missions. He finishes them but often lets personal feeling get in the way.

Relationships: Most of Bishop's eighteen member family were still back in Oregon. What? Orcs are prolific. While no family lives near Lotus City, he has made a name for himself in the slums with the less priviledged of his brothers. He's a regular at the Neo-Magi church, a run down building dedicated to the idea the Sundering and the magic it indroduced only reinforce Biblical prophecy and ideals. He meets most of his contacts and gets jobs with like-minded professionals at a seedy bed and breakfast that the owner actually named Pigs in a Blanket. The guy was lucky he hadn't disappeared yet but it made for a fine networking establishment you saw every once in a while on the lower rungs of Lotus City.

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Equipment Roster

Possessions: A Neo-Magi Biblica, a steel-lined Bible made from combat plastics and bulletproof materials for the greatest among Bible thumpers and man does Bishop thump.

Weapons:
Knife - A nano-refined combat knife affixed to his lower back.
Mars S17 Handgun - A decade old and from a bought out company that was very prolific with its creation, this clip-fed handgun utilizes common but effective munitions.

Augs: None. Not even a cranial jack for modern interfacing, therefore completely incapable of normal decking. Bishop is au naturel.

Armor:
Terra Armor System An older version of the Magi-tech shield-based armor. He's made custom modifications over the years of wearing it, dragon decals on the breastplate, extra plates around the ribs and some synthweave underneath for impact resistance. Bishop's a fan of this old black market item.
Metzer Heads-Up Blast Mask An armored, explosive resistant helmet designed for artillery operators so they wouldn't get hearing damage from their work. Contains a heads-up display, vision modes and adjustable audio.

Skills/Magic:
Destruction Magic - While any practiced "wizard" would scoff at Bishop's uncivilized smiting there is no arguing that smacking someone with a point-blank fireblast is both a brilliant spectacle and effective. Bishop's ability to direct magic at any range is fairly limited, it's easier just to blow stuff up or hammer it down with magic up close. Maybe someday he'd get some legit magic lessons.
Orc Brutality - Savage is a suitable word for what Bishop can do with just his unalterd hands alone. He's no real martial artist but he's got plenty of experience in street brawls and isn't afraid of giving someone a dirty blow to win.
Streetwise - Bishop is good at mingling with the poorer folk and understanding the gravity of a hairy situation just from the intensity and body language given.

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Neon Skies

Bishop

Bishop

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”And God smote the sinner." Thwap!

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Personal Information

Character Name/Alias: Larry Cavella but usually "Bishop"

Age: 27

Sex: Male

Race: Orc (Not inherently obvious)

Profession: Mercenary

Appearance: Bishop stands about 5'11. He doesn't show his face to people unless it's simply by mistake or crucial to trust for a mission. Because of that his mask has become a staple of his identity. Over his broad-shouldered frame he wears armor in addition to the blast mask underneath an oversized hoodie.

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Background Information

History: Bishop is like any other Bible-toting orc. Okay, that really doesn't happen often. Persuasive people showed up at the door, whole family got excited about magic Jesus and orc salvation and joined. Boom, devout Neo-Magi orc family. Made sense at the time and now it's just a way of life. Magic and the Bible. It's like peanut-butter and jelly or violence and scripture study. It just works, so you go with it. Violence was in the blood but Bishop studied too so it just got a little mixed in along the way. His brothers and him had to grow up quickly to pick up jobs for a growing family, the best money-making jobs were the least legal but made the most money. With mom and pop none the wiser him and a few of his bolder brothers took them up. It started slow and simple until it wasn't.

Petty crimes, drug running, theft. Bishop did what was offered without understanding the catch. The cost. That was until one of his younger brothers was caught by Corp Sec trying to run something between criminal dealers. It was Corp Sec from Lotus and the poor kid was caught with an expensive cache of magic-based drugs. Of course the dealers left him to take the full blame. He didn't see his brother again. The boy was likely thrown in some Corp prison to rot forever, killed, or something even worse. Bishop was riled. He stopped making his own dumb mistakes but knew very well there was no way he'd be able to challenge a world-spanning corporation by himself. He did the next best thing and became an official merc doing some of the most dangerous stuff employers set contracts for, individuals? Corporation on corporation? Didn't matter so long as it was possible and ended violently he was fine with it. There were mouths to feed and faces to punch.

Country of Origin: Portland, Oregon - Moist drug capital of North America.

Personality: Bishop is boisterous, violent and spews fire and brimstone - figuratively of course. He enjoys a good mixture of Bible verse and violence in a fight and most of what he says is downright wrong but he doesn't particularly seem to care. Even his normal conversation might involve a friendly blow. It's an orc thing.
The friendly guy treats everyone like family, even sometimes his enemies. He has a big soft-spot for family troubles and is highly condemning of "sinners". You just wouldn't want to challenge him on that definition, it wouldn't go well. Most reasonable people would likely think he's a nut case but he's a nut case with a reasonable price tag. If the mission could involve likely amounts of death, most employers don't seem to care either way so long as the job gets done the way they want it. Unfortunately Bishop is known for deviating on missions. He finishes them but often lets personal feeling get in the way.

Relationships: Most of Bishop's eighteen member family were still back in Oregon. What? Orcs are prolific. While no family lives near Lotus City, he has made a name for himself in the slums with the less priviledged of his brothers. He's a regular at the Neo-Magi church, a run down building dedicated to the idea the Sundering and the magic it indroduced only reinforce Biblical prophecy and ideals. He meets most of his contacts and gets jobs with like-minded professionals at a seedy bed and breakfast that the owner actually named Pigs in a Blanket. The guy was lucky he hadn't disappeared yet but it made for a fine networking establishment you saw every once in a while on the lower rungs of Lotus City.

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Equipment Roster

Possessions: A Neo-Magi Biblica, a steel-lined Bible made from combat plastics and bulletproof materials for the greatest among Bible thumpers and man does Bishop thump.

Weapons:
Knife - A nano-refined combat knife affixed to his lower back.
Mars S17 Handgun - A decade old and from a bought out company that was very prolific with its creation, this clip-fed handgun utilizes common but effective munitions.

Augs: None. Not even a cranial jack for modern interfacing, therefore completely incapable of normal decking. Bishop is au naturel.

Armor:
Terra Armor System An older version of the Magi-tech shield-based armor. He's made custom modifications over the years of wearing it, dragon decals on the breastplate, extra plates around the ribs and some synthweave underneath for impact resistance. Bishop's a fan of this old black market item.
Metzer Heads-Up Blast Mask An armored, explosive resistant helmet designed for artillery operators so they wouldn't get hearing damage from their work. Contains a heads-up display, vision modes and adjustable audio.

Skills/Magic:
Destruction Magic - While any practiced "wizard" would scoff at Bishop's uncivilized smiting there is no arguing that smacking someone with a point-blank fireblast is both a brilliant spectacle and effective. Bishop's ability to direct magic at any range is fairly limited, it's easier just to blow stuff up or hammer it down with magic up close. Maybe someday he'd get some legit magic lessons.
Orc Brutality - Savage is a suitable word for what Bishop can do with just his unalterd hands alone. He's no real martial artist but he's got plenty of experience in street brawls and isn't afraid of giving someone a dirty blow to win.
Streetwise - Bishop is good at mingling with the poorer folk and understanding the gravity a situation just from the intensity and body language given.

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