So I've talked about how unconventional our team are. We
have no Sam, for starters. And we have a mage who likes to surf and punch
sharks. And we have a Face who is an articulate, well dressed, pacifist troll.
It should probably come as no surprise by now that our Matrix support also
doesn't follow the stereotypes.
VBas (or VB for short, not to be confused with awful
cat-piss tasting beer) is our Matrix support, doing all the things you want out
of them. Find data, look for info, mess with enemy security and electronics,
shut down cameras, screw with their equipment and all that sort of fancy stuff.
(As opposed to me who mainly uses the Matrix for 'run drones' and 'get drones
to shoot stuff'). What makes VB so very different is how he does it. Rather
than being a Decker, he's a full-blown Technomancer. And, to make it even more
crazy, he's of a rather specific type.
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| VBas. This is probably the only picture you will ever see of him |
His background is... Dodgey, to say the least. Also very
gappy because he doesn't exactly go out of his way to talk about himself. That’s
also because he comes off as more than a little bit paranoid, acting like every
bloke and his dog is out to get him (Which given what happened with Horizon and
is rumoured to be going on with NeoNET and MCT may not be too far off...).
However, there's a few things that do make him stand out even by the crazy that
is Technomancers in general.
For starters, from what I can tell, he was originally one of
the Otaku; victims of the deranged experiments of Renraku's renegade Insane
Cyber Kill God Deus. Now if this is true, it would explain an awful lot and
actually go some way to justifying the paranoia. He certainly seems to have a
good working knowledge of AIs and other form of Xenosapience, one that seems to
be more 'first hand' then just what he's heard from others.
He's also built up a web of contacts that are about as
colouful as he is. Ones I know about include some sort of government spook, a
wandering desert looney (Who he can still readily contact from the big city, as
strange as it sounds) and a late-night Trid Psychic who seems to actually be
somewhat spot-on in her predictions and also is his preferred drug dealer.
Oh yeah, as if to prove the paranoia, he's also homeless. He
has a squat... somewhere (I have no idea where and he's not really willing to
talk, but I'm wagering it's in a dumpster or some sort of former industrial
estate, or even a building that was manastormed and has yet to be reclaimed)
and seems to have problems with living indoors in a clean bed or with a roof
over his head. Maybe he thinks that if he stays in one place for too long his supposed
enemies can find him. Maybe he just doesn't like soft beds. Who knows?
He’s remarkably clean and well-groomed for a bum, though.
Maybe it's an Elf thing, like how they allways seem to have nice hair, no
matter what.
So in short he's a paranoid hobo technomancer who has a
bucket load of eccentricities and is can hack the Matrix with his brain. Oh,
and a shotgun as well. His Shotty is a Remington 990, by the way. Good Shotgun,
and about the biggest thing you can legally carry in Sydney. He doesn't have
any sort of car (that I know of, mind you) but I suspect that if he had one
he'd sleep in it anyway.
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| Remington 990. Good Shotgun. He probably stole it |
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