BBWVI

Unhinged Wolf

# Character Information

## Background

Born BBWVI, one in a series of prototype transhumans in an unknown Evo site.

There is to be ten in total in the BattleBioWeapon experiment. All born looking human. 5 males and 5 females. You're one of the baby girls. You don't understand what they say, but they tell you are destined to be brilliant...

8 make it to infancy.

Growing up an experiment is much the same as growing up a normal baby only because you have no idea how normal babies live. You don't have parents, you have project directors. Your family members are the caretakers who come to feed you and change you. It's hard to remember when all it is is white walls and lab coats.

6 make it to toddlers.

As a toddler, you begin to learn basic life skills. How to walk, how to talk, how to hold a weapon. The caretakers are now teachers, and the directors nod in approval at how quickly you develop, and how well your body adapts to the ware.

5 make it to preschool age.

Preschool. You should be developing emotionally, intellectually, and socially… At least you're being taught to read and write? They put a sword in your hand. It's heavy. It's sharp. You accidently cut yourself… You don't feel anything, but someone gives you a pink bandaid that you wear until you can't get it to stick anymore and they take it away from you. The 5 of you get to live together. II is the nicest. She won't make it if she's that soft...

4 make it to grade school age.

School is weapons training, followed by combat procedures. You're asked to kill your first person. You've never met them and they have a bag over their head. One of the others is crying. IX you think… They're removed from the room and that's the last you ever see of them. Your blade cuts clean before they remove the bag. You watch the pleading look in the woman's eyes as she bleeds to death. That night you have nightmares about it. You want to cry, but II has beaten you to it. You have to stop her or you'll never see her again either. They can't see you cry.

3 make it to their teens.

You're 16. You don't celebrate birthdays here, but for some reason they want today to be special. They keep saying you're old enough. Old enough to handle it. The three of you are loaded into the back of a van. II is nervous… No one is driving the van, and you can see out the front window, you're headed for a big storm. You've not spent a lot of time outside… The lightning is fun to watch… Under the dark clouds, the rain beats down on the van. Something doesn't feel right… The magic is wrong… You've been told about these in your magic classes… It's a manastorm… The van parks in the middle and doesn't move again until the storm has passed...

The next few months are the most pain you've ever felt… Everything is changing. You're separated from the others. They still expect you to train, but you're alone now. You have to push through the pain. Finally, you get to go back to the room. Only II is there. She's so happy to see you, and says your ears are cute. The others don't come back.

2 make it to adults...

The next while weighs on II. She doesn't say, but you can tell. It's time to leave. You can get her out. She deserves to live outside. The day before you're set to run, the directors want to see you both. You're not as smart as you think you are… They take II into a room and sit you on the other side of the glass to watch. You watch in horror as they make an example out of her. They know your plan. This is your fault. You kill 8 of them before they lock you up again…

There's only you now…

## Narrative Significant Qualities

* Prototype Tranhuman
* SURGE III
* Mysad
* Phobia - Claustrophobia
* Severe allergy - Chocolate
* Berserker

# In Character Information

## Matrix Search Table

 3
 6+

## Shadow Community Table

 3
 6+

## Assensing Table

 2
 3
 4
 5+

## SINs

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  NA

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## Appearance

### Clothing

Vi is usually dressed in easy to move in clothing, sports tops, work out pants and runners when she is not equipped in FBA for work. She has not sense of modesty and will often forgo clothes at all when in privacy.