Whirlwind

## Name

If you wanna go soft, we'll go soft. If you wanna go hard, well.. Let's go hard.

## CvC: Yes and No

### Folder Link

https://drive.google.com/drive/folders/1QAkF2dMjQTxPxJNvr\_fF1hO\_wt1tZcXz?usp=sharing

# Whirlwind (Adept/Face)

### Summary

Hard as nails on the outside, Soft and squishy on the inside. Life on the Puyallup streets often generates that sort of person.

### Goals

* Shadowrunning is fine and all, but she wants to go legit at some point as a true musical promoter for up and coming Trog Rock bands.

* Learning as much of her Awakened abilities as she can manage.

* Find out who was responsible for fragging her first run where her sister got aced.

## Background

Just another person that fell through the cracks. It's an all-too-common problem for a lot of people living in the sixth world. It was bad enough that 2.0 wiped her family's SIN identities, but when Lone Star came through their block scanning for sinless, her parents sent her and her sister down the trash chute. So there they were. The two twin girls, only 12 years old, left in a world that couldn't give a drek about them. After living on the streets for two years, scrounging and stealing where ever they could, they'd managed to make themselves useful enough to join a street runner's gang in Puyallup. Fleet Foot Express gave them something like a home. Sure, they still struggled, because money was still always super tight. Now, however, they had actual people with them. It wasn't much, but having that sense of community gave them that little spark of hope.

Flash forward eight years, to that night. Uma and Rory, after years of being street people had graduated from being street couriers to breaking into the Shadows. As it always happens, it was just supposed to be a milk run. Super easy for green runners, right? They'd managed to get put together with three others, an Ork badass with a gun, a human spell slinger and a digital presence named A130, a decker they assumed since they refused to be somewhere physically. Halfway through the run, something went pear shaped. They were just making their way out of the low-sec facility with the pay data they were sent in for when suddenly it was red lights and alarms. When the badges started throwing lead, Rory dove for cover, watching helplessly as her sister and their magician were cut to ribbons. Tears in her eyes, she started pushing herself to her feet as she pulled her nutcracker from her shoulder rig. Before she had the chance, Blockbuster (The ork) scooped her under and arm and began sprinting from the scene at top speed. After several hours of alley running, sewer delving and all other manner of escape, the two of them finally got free of pursuit. They'd managed to convince an elderly noodle shop owner to let them crash in the back for a few hours, and Rory took every moment sobbing helplessly. They paydata ended up in the Johnson's hand, but that nuyen payout was bittersweet.

Flash forward two more years. Rory is 22. She's continued to run the shadows. A little more hardened now, but in her grief, she had found some comfort in joining with the spirit entity of Dragonslayer. Their new relationship gave her a semblance of peace and newfound drive. At this point, Rory had started using the runner handle of Whirlwind. She and Block remained associates/friends. The two, every once in a blue moon, would collaberate on runs but they had both basically found new crews to work with. I mention Block, because after the fiasco, she was forced to burn her old place, and he was willing to take her somewhere that would be safer than being hunted by cops. So, she'd spent (and still does) those two years down in the Underground. She wouldn't lie. It took a lot of getting used to. Many of the looks she'd get from humans above ground were repeated in the faces of those living in the Underground. Whirlwind has had to talk her way out of more than a few fights. She's also taken her fair share of beatings.

The day before her 24th birthday, while working with her team on a job out in Arizona as security for a research team, the runners were attacked by a trio of Scorpion insect spirits. By some grace of whatever power you believe in, the team managed to fight them off. Unfortunately, in the attack, Rory's left arm had been complete severed by the razor sharp claws of one of the manifest spirits. Her team was able to stabilize her, but her arm was hopelessly mangled beyond repaired. So, her cut of the job ended up going to a street doc that her fixer knew, and she got a brand new arm. She couldn't afford the synth arm, so it was the obvious route. Not that she minds. When she discovered that she could get the custom look of red chrome on her new chrome, she was all in. Of course, like some people with tattoos, she had the itch to augment a little further. While not quite going the way of a Burnout, she has had retractable cyberfangs and a datajack implanted. Hopefully, she won't ever have to worry about more augmentations.

So here we are. The bright middle age of Shadowrunning. She's no old-timer yet, but there's definitely a force in the universe at work keeping her pulse going.

## Narrative Significant Qualities

* Day Job: Whirlwind (or Dubs, for the WW) is an underground music promoter in her off time trying to get her first band, Tuskers Rebirth, discovered in the big times. They are an all Ork thrash metal band. Needless to say, the shows get a little rowdy.

* She has something of a rep for never fleeing a run without making sure the team is whole. After the death of her sister Uma on a run that went tits up, she refuses to allow that to happen again if she can prevent it.

* Whirlwind is a smoker. Has been for about six years, which also accounts why her sense of taste has diminished. (Dependant & Reduced Sense)

* She's pretty fraggin hot, but then, most elves are. She, however, is just too pretty to hit!

## Run History

- Run I've Been On

- Other Run I've Been On

- Etc.

## Affiliations

### Contacts

 Dirk Bladestorm (Rockerboy)
 Horace "Shots" Lindon (Talismonger)
 Contact 3

# In Character Information

## Matrix Search Table

 3
 6+

## Shadow Community Table

 3
 6+

## Assensing Table

 2
 3
 4
 5+

## SINs

Lyana Jackson, Issued by Ares Macrocorp (Rating 4)

```
 RX Adept License
 RX Weapon License
 RX Restricted Foci License

```

## Appearance

### Almost always found in street clothes with some sort of rock/metal band T-shirt and loose fit denim or synthleather pants and an old pair of steel toed boots. Overtop, she wears her lined coat and is very rarely found without it. Additionally, her heavy pistol is hanging in a quickdraw holster on her right side for a left hand draw. Her face is usually covered in a custom ballistic mask shaped like a Japanese lion mempo done up in red chrome. Her entire left arm has been replaced by an obvious cyberarm that is also done up in red chrome. On her left temple sits a red chrome paneled datajack.

**Whirlwind is 1.9m tall and looks to weigh about 85kg. Her eyes are a light, almost crystaline, blue. Her hair is kept in a rather wild looking short style. She has a few tattoos. Her right shoulder down to her elbow is the image of an Eastern dragon coiled around the muscle of her arm with a long, heavy bladed spear piercing through the body as it appears around the outside of her arm. An homage she paid to her Mentor when the two first bonded. Otherwise, she has a barb wired heart tattooed over her navel and the 'battle scar' tattoo across the bridge of her nose to her cheek bones.**