Wires

## Name

### Folder Link

https://drive.google.com/drive/folders/1LZixwuFMXyl8sK5DIMtIX-eQRh8z5S8y?usp=sharing

# Character Information

### Summary

Portugese College Graduate, former Sleeper Agent

### Goals

* *"The current system of Capitalist Oppression cannot be allowed to continue. Even Statism had the pretense of providing for its constituents; The megacorporations need not play such charades, exploiting workers at every step of the production chain, only to hoard it or piss it away with yachts and caviar while we starve after working eighty hour workweeks."*
* *"The Green Terror, the Scourge of Cali. I know he's alive... He has to be."*

## Background

If I am to write my memoir, it must be spoken in no uncertain terms that I am an idiot. No, not in some crude way of declaring myself possessed of a learning disability or mental ailment. Idiocy can also be found in a man that never learns his lesson. I do recall the first time I said something stupid, but in the moment it seemed to be a grand acheivement. Youou see the turns of a conversation, hear an excellent turn of phrase that could be used for a joke or a dig, see the glimmer of the opportunity in the air concealing the fragile and delicate matter of someone else's opinion of you, and while even a shattered pot may be put together again, like that Japanese tradition so famed for its use in motivational images, I am not a man who has gold to spare.

What are the implications of Running in the frame of class betrayal? Just as a policeman betrays his own class by persecuting it in the sake of bringing further profit to the Establishment, do so too runners by providing profit to Megacorporations? And while of course I am aware of the occasional employment of runner teams by parties outside of corps, but in truth we owe megas for the very creation of shadowrunners, all stemming from that false flag attack upon Shiawase, both to topple the first domino towards extraterritoriality and towards the creation of a ne'er before seen class of... workers? Are runners workers? Do we create with our labor a commodity? Is killing another person a commodity? Is detonating a gas station in Everett a commodity? No. Runners are not workers any more than policemen are workers, they serve to profit those who have enough money and enough power to purchase deniable assets.

Then why am I a runner? Yes, at long last we have emerged from the Polsci 101 essay and returned to the memoir. Congratulations, reader, please help yourself to... something. If this is still typewritten, perhaps treat yourself to the title page, as I presume you will remember the title I am still considering at present. I am a runner because I am not a 'private contractor' any more. For a good year and a half I had it so made that I daresay I was willing to forget my well-enshrined values. But damn was it nice. They say a leader is not found in a man with the best ideas, nor is it the man with the best experience, it is within the man who has the most force of personality. But how good of a leader is a being, possessed of a magnetic personality, piercing eyes that read your soul like a billboard, with dazzling silver scales and claws that... Sidetracked. Anyways, what I meant to say is he was more and less than a man. More in the sense that all dracomorphs are higher on the food chain than mere apes and our genetic offspurts. Less in the sense that he did not possess a crucial element of metahuman life: a sense of humor.

He did an excellent job of faking it for maybe the first month or so I worked for him, but as one who lives in an area gets a feel for how the pressure feels like right before it rains, and how much time is left in the day based off of the shadow of the house, so too I began to become attuned to the subtle changes in his demeanour that indicated when he was thinking something he wasn't saying, and when he was annoyed, and when he didn't want a word of talk out of me for the rest of the night. I began to notice a slight change in the tension in the skin by his eyes, if he was in his true form, this would be accentuated with a slight focusing of his eyes whenever I said something I found to be amusing.

Anyways! Remember in the beginning where I said I was an Idiot? A non-idiot would have gone: "hmm. I really like this job, and the drake isn't the worst either. Claw marks sure hurt sometimes but so what?" And then that non-idiot would have stopped saying those amusing things.

I did not do that so now I am a Runner. Took a bit to get the hang of my new vat-grown arms, but I really don't mind them too much. Can be handy.

Get it. handy...

## Narrative Significant Qualities

* **Proletarian:** (Profiler, Method Actor) *"The cogs that make this world work are as eponymous as water in the ocean, but also as devastating in their absence.... or as terrifying in their wrath."*
* **Favored: Dracomorphs** *"The sound of a dragon's wing on the dive... soft, in a way, like a kite, but also sharp, foreboding the woeful target's fate."*
* **Elf Poser:** (Rp only) *"I am an elf. My father was an elf, and while I may have inherited my mother's short stature and round ears, I still know myself at my core."*

## Run History

- Run I've Been On
- Other Run I've Been On
- Etc.

## Affiliations

### Contacts

 Cobalt
 T4SK
 Bianca
 Anarchist Doug

# In Character Information

## Symbols and Signatures

A rose made from red-and-black wires, left in a perfect place to survive any explosion

## Matrix Search Table

 3
 6+

## Shadow Community Table

 3
 6+

## Assensing Table

 2
 3
 4
 5+

## SINs

```
  R3 Victor Garcia (CAS)
  R3 Cyberdeck LIcense
  R3 Explosives License

```

```
Martinho Taveira Seixas (CAS National)

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## Appearance

Brown-haired brown-eyed Wires is unremarkable as looks go, he has a datajack in his left wrist and walks with a slight limp.

### Clothing

Wires usually opts for a brown wool coat over carhartts or jeans, on his head aviator sunglasses and a beanie.

### Matrix Persona

The same red and black wire rose, using additional wires as appendages when necessary