Ok, Skeeter here started off as a plain guy in a military
academy. That's right no cyberware or bioware. Everything
he's got he had to earn the hard way. When we first started
this guy there was 10 of us, by the end of the third run we
were down to 4. Roleplaying was the key to survival in those
runs, we were just plain ordinary guys and weren't anything like
Skeeter is today. That's why he's one of my favorites. I had to
really work to get him where he is today.
Name:Skeeter Karma Pool: 26
Race:human Good Karma: 10
Owner: Bigrod
Age: 30 Sex: M
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Description: long red hair, green eyes, 6'9", 275 lbs
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Att:
Body: 6(13) Combat Pool:14
Quickness: 6(12)
Strength: 6(12) Edges/Flaws
Charisma: 6 (8) Ambidexterity
Intelligence:6(8) Bad Karma
Willpower: 6(8) Lightning Reflexes (1)
Essence: .5 Night Vision
Body Index: 5.9 Phobia, mild vs spiders
Magic: - Photographic memory
Reaction: 10(23)
Initiative:3d6+23
Skills: CyberWare: (All Delta)
Firearms 10 Boosted Reflexes lvl 3
Street Ettiquette 3 Dermal Plating lvl 3
Car 6 Smartlink II
armed combat 10 Subdermal Armor
unarmed combat 10 Data jack lvl 4
Throwing weapons 8 Vehicle Control Rig lvl 3
Stealth 6
Demolotions:8 Bioware:(all Cultured)
Electronics:6 Adrenal pump (2)
Bio-Tech:8 Cerebral Booster (2)
Computer:6 Muscle Augmentation (4)
Athletics:6 Synthacardium 2
camoflauging/clothing/armor:6 Tailored Pheremones
Enhanced Articulation
Equipment:
4 concealable holsters
Forearm Guards
bandolier
com-units
wristphone
grappe/rappell gear
Biotech kit
4 STim-patch (8)
4 tranq patch (8)
body/armor camoflauge paint
Weapons:
(2) Modified Ruger Super Warhawk Heavy 10M
(2) Modified Remington Roomsweepers 9S
Modified Barret Model 121 Sniper Rifle 14D
modifications: clips
folding/attachable stock 8 clips caseless regular
Gyromount Deluxe Improved 8 clips caseless explosive
Gas-Vent 2
High powered laser sight
Biometric Safety
Internal Smartlink II
Caseless bullets
Silencer
20x scope
5 offensive grenades 10S -1/meter
5 IPE offensive grenades 15S -1/meter
5 IPE concussion Grenades 16Mstun -1/meter
(2) Ares Mono Swords
12 shuriken
Armor:
lvl 3 form fitting armor (4/1)
vest w/ plates (4/3)
Secure long coat (4/2)
Secure clothing (3/0)
Total (7/3)
Heavy Military Armor (14/9)
Heavy Mititary Helmet (+2/+3) (infrared vision, magx20, com link, flare
Total (16/12) comp, auto tint, all at a flick of the
mind, just jack into the helmet.)
Vehicle:
Honda GM 3229ZX Turbo (CAR)
Porsche 996/37 Handling:4/8 Speed 80/260 Body:2 Sig:3 Apilot:1 Sensors:lvl 5 Rigger capable
high level security system
Nuyen: 1,985,500
Background:
When he was 7 years old, Skeeter was sent to military school. While he was there his drill instructors noted that he had an extraordinary ability to get himself in and out of places without getting caught (or so he thought). The school contacted his parents and informed them that their son was needed for the military, his parents signed the release form. So at the age of 15 Skeeter was drafted into the military.
Every chance that he got he rebelled against his new enemy, because they would pick out the weakest cadet and torture him. Skeeter realized that it was up to him to help his fellow cadets. Ever since then if he sees someone getting attacked he rushes to their aid, disregarding his own personal safety.
While at the Academy, he was chosen to undergo a series of tests, where they would implant different forms of augmentation into the cadet of their choice, just to see how they would react. Skeeter played it cool and did what they wanted, but he knew that he would have to live with this for the rest of his life.
The first chance he got he got out of the military and started to wander the streets, doing odd jobs for people when he needed money. Then he decided that he was going to have to make a profession out of his new trade so he started "running" more and more.
Today he lives in a medium sized house (that he owns), somewhere in Seattle. His neighbors do not come around because of the way he looks. He is 6'9" tall and weighs about 275 lbs, but none of it is fat. He has long red hair and green eyes that look like they could pierce through an armored truck.
DESCRIPTION: (cut and paste)
/me is a human male that stands 6'9" tall and weighs in at around 275. His long red hair hangs down to his knees and is kept neatly braided to keep it out of the way. At the end of the braid is a metal ball with retractable spikes. His eyes are of the purest jade green and his stare looks as if it could pierce the strongest armor. He normally wears a secure outfit handpainted camoflauge unless he is actually on a mission. There is a hint of his Irish heritage in his voice.
/me has tattoos of 4 "men", two on each arm, one is withered, one looks as if the flesh is dripping off, one has two swords behind it, and the fourth looks like a dark hooded man with a scythe behind him.