Well, here's my character, nothing fancy.
== Info ==
Street Name: HardBoy
Name: Hershel Böhmer
Movement: 10/25, Swim: 5
Karma: 0
Street Cred: 0
Notoriety: 0
Public Awareness: 0
Ork (Hobgoblin) Male Age 14
Height 1.97m Weight 128kg
Composure: 6
Judge Intentions: 4
Lift/Carry: 15 (120 kg/80 kg)
Memory: 8
Nuyen: (4D6 x 100)
== Attributes ==
BOD: 7 AGI: 5 (7) REA: 3 (5) STR: 6 (8 )
CHA: 2 INT: 2 LOG: 4 WIL: 4 EDG: 1
== Derived Attributes ==
Essence: 2,11
Initiative: 5 (7)
IP: 1 (3)
Matrix Initiative: 7
Matrix IP: 1
Physical Damage Track: 12
Stun Damage Track: 10
== Active Skills ==
Armorer : 1 Pool: 5
Automatics : 3 [Assault Rifles] Pool: 12 (14)
Blades : 4 Pool: 11
Climbing : 2 Pool: 10
Clubs : 4 Pool: 11
Dodge : 2 Pool: 7
Electronic Warfare : 2 [Communications] Pool: 6 (8 )
First Aid : 2 Pool: 6
Flight : 2 Pool: 10
Gymnastics : 2 Pool: 9
Infiltration : 3 Pool: 10
Perception : 2 Pool: 7
Pilot Ground Craft : 1 Pool: 6
Running : 2 Pool: 10
Survival : 1 Pool: 5
Swimming : 2 Pool: 10
Unarmed Combat : 4 Pool: 11
== Knowledge Skills ==
Arabic : N Pool: 0
Bars and Clubs : 2 Pool: 4
Combat Tactics : 3 Pool: 7
English : 4 Pool: 6
Gaming : 2 Pool: 4
Gangs : 3 Pool: 5
Hebrew : 2 Pool: 4
Or'zet : 2 Pool: 4
== Contacts ==
Arcturus, the Rat King! (Pet rat)
Mahuta, gang leader and landlord (3, 3)
Turgan, Ork fixer (4, 3)
== Qualities ==
Distinctive Style
Fangs
Guts
Martial Arts [Krav Maga] (2)
Addiction (Mild) [Betel]
Implant-Induced Immune Deficiency
In Debt (5,000¥) (Owed to Mahuta's gang)
Low-Light Vision
Poor Self Control (Thrill Seeker)
Poor Self Control (Vindictive)
Records on File (Ares Macrotechnology)
== Lifestyles ==
Ork Underground "Waterfront" 1 months
Comforts: Low
Entertainment: Low
Necessities: Low
Neighborhood: Low
Security: Middle
Qualities: Hasty Exit [2LP]
Security Conscious [2LP]
Green Plan [-1LP]
Network Bottleneck [-1LP]
Poor Condition [-1LP]
== Cyberware/Bioware ==
Attention Coprocessor Rating 3
Auto-Injector (Reusable) Rating 1 (Loaded with Guts)
Bone Density Augmentation Rating 3
Damper
Ear Recording Unit
Muscle Augmentation Rating 2
Muscle Toner Rating 2
Spatial Recognizer
Wired Reflexes Rating 2
== Armor ==
--Fashion--
6 Tees urban fashion (Horizon)0/0
Beaux Retail casualwear (Mitsuhama)0/0
Victory (Ares) 0/0
--Armor--
Chameleon Suit 7/5
+Gel Packs
+Nonconductivity 3
+Shock Frills
+Thermal Damping 3
Form-Fitting Full-Body Suit6/2
+Chemical Protection 3
+Fire Resistance 3
+Thermal Damping 3
Ballistic Mask 2/1
Leather Jacket 2/2
SecureTech PPP Armor (Ensemble)2/4
Vashon Island: Synergist Suit Jacket (Ensemble)5/3
+Concealable Holster
"On the Job" Armor set (B 16/I 13) - Chameleon Suit, Form-fit, Securetech, Mask
"Meeting Johson" Armor set (B13/I 9) - Form-fit, Securetech, Vashon Island
"Everyday" Armor set (B 8/I 4) - Form-fit, Leather Jacket
*All set values calculated by Chummer.
== Weapons ==
Ares Crusader DV: 4P AP: - RC: 5
+Concealable Holster
+Shock Pad
+Smartgun System, Internal
+Electronic Firing
+Gas Vent 2
+Sound Suppressor
+Trigger Removal
Ares HVAR DV: 5P AP: - RC: 9
+Shock Pad
+Sling
+Smartgun System, Internal
+Stock
+Chameleon Coating
+Extended Clip
+Foregrip
+Gas Vent 3
+Smartgun System
Fangs DV: 5P AP: - RC: 0
Monofilament Sword DV: 7P AP: -1 RC: 1
+Personalized Grip, Melee
Unarmed Attack DV: 6P AP: - RC: 0
== Martial Arts ==
Krav Maga
++1 die on Called Shots to disarm
+Ready Weapon as Free Action
Blind Fighting
Finishing Move
Watchful Guard
== Commlink ==
Hermes Ikon (R4, Sy4, F4, Si3)
+Novatech Navi
+Armor Case Rating 3
+Hardening Rating 5
+Customized Interface
+Suite: Pro User [Analyze 4, Browse 4, Command 2, Edit 4]
+Encrypt Rating 5 [Copy Protection 4, Registration]
+Decrypt Rating 3 [Copy Protection 3, Registration]
+Optimization (Decrypt)
Novatech Airware (R3, Sy3, F3, Si5)
+Iris Orb
+Trodes
+Hardening Rating 5
+Environmental Resistance
+Suite: Basic+ [Analyze 3, Browse 3, Command 1, Edit 3]
+Encrypt Rating 3 [Copy Protection 3, Registration]
+Miracle Shooter
+Virtual Person
+Virtual Surround Music x100
+Wall Space
+VR Game x5
+Sim Recording x10
== Gear ==
-Carried-
-MOSLTOV-
Ammo: Regular Ammo (Machine Pistols) x80
Ammo: Regular Ammo (Assault Rifles) x310
Ammo: Stick-n-Shock (Assault Rifles) x60
Ammo: Suppression Rounds (Machine Pistols) x80
Autopicker Rating 6
Betel x20
Biomonitor
Gecko Tape Gloves
Glasscutter
Glue Sprayer
Handheld Sensor
+Ultrawideband Radar Rating 3
+Radio Signal Scanner Rating 6
MCT Gun Pit
Scent-masking Cigarette x12
-Medical Pouch-
Inhaler x5
+Psyche
Guts x10
Slap Patch x5
+Long Haul
Emergency Field Dressing x10
Medkit Rating 6
Trauma Patch x3
Stimulant Patch Rating 5 x5
-Worn-
Earbuds Rating 3
+Audio Enhancement Rating 3
+Select Sound Filter Rating 3
Contact Lenses Rating 3
+Image Link
+Vision Enhancement Rating 3
+Flare Compensation
Goggles Rating 6
+Mark 74 Smartlink
+Vision Magnification
+Image Link
Fake SIN (Abraham Arens) Rating 4
+Fake License (Wired Reflexes) Rating 4
+Fake License (Chameleon Suit) Rating 4
+Fake License (Ares Crusader) Rating 4
+Fake License (Monofilament Sword) Rating 4
MOSLTOV
Micro-Transceiver Rating 4
-Butt pack-
Glue Sprayer x2
Betel x50
Dry Lubricant x10
MCT Gun Pit x2
OXSYS Artificial Gill
Respirator Rating 6
Survival Kit
-Home-
Small Rodent (Rat) - Arcturus the Rat King!
== Vehicles ==
Horizon-Doble Revolution (Enclosed Monocycle)
+Anti-Theft
+Morphing License Plate
+Motorcycle Gyro Stabilization
+Smart Tires Rating 1
+Smuggling Compartment, Normal
+Spoof Chip
+Vehicle Sensor
== Description ==
Even for an Hobgoblin, HB is on the tall side, taller than even the average ork, though he retains his metavariant's slender build (most of his weight actually come from his implants). To his black eyes and pointed chin are compounded "typical" Jewish features, with an aquiline nose and deep orbits.
HB dresses casually while not "working", wearing either hoodies and jeans or baggy cargo pants and vests painted with the name of one of his favorite bands. A healthy sense of paranoia means he usually wears those over his form fit armor. When he finds the air a bit chilly (which is often, considering his origins), he also adds his leather jack, conspicuously free of anything that could resemble a gang ID.
== Background ==
Hershel is an Israeli-born hobgoblin. He was trained partially by the MOSSAD to hopefully become part of the nation's special forces (in Israel, all citizen must take a 2-year military service). He even agreed to undergo some implant surgery to try and keep up with the Adept-heavy elite of the Israeli Intelligence agency, boosting his reflexes to superhuman levels. However, though he was nominally Jewish, as he is fond of saying, "Funny how 'chosen people of God' doesn't seem to apply when you're a frakking ORK". Fed up with racial prejudice, he enrolled with one of Ares' subsidized mercenary forces, who was more than happy to have an additional heavy hitter.
After a year of service or so however, the youthful optimism wore off, and his dwindling Essence as he constantly strove to improve himself for the battlefield meant he felt more detached. With the detachment came a moment of zen-like epiphany, though he's more wont to say he just got fed up with it and decided to just "frag it". After a somewhat disastrous operation, most of his assigned squad was killed in the bombing of their vehicle. Being especially hardy, he survived the crash and managed to sneak away, though he tossed aside his commlink and anything else that could be used to retrace him. Figuring the cybered ork had been taken away to a chop shop, the search for his body was short-lived.
Using contacts made along the way in his short mercenary career, he came to Seattle with the help of smugglers, where he hoped to establish himself in the Ork Underground and live a "normal" life. However, obtaining a fake SIN and an apartment were costly, and he no longer had access to his savings if he wanted to stay off the radar. Selling all the equipment he didn't need (who needs desert survival stuff in Seattle anyway?), he had no choice but to look for work, and there's only one thing he's really good at: busting heads, kneecaps and just about any other bone in a metahuman body.
== Concept ==
HB is a mercenary, and thus he has a wide array of skills that are useful on the field of battle, including knowing the basics of healing wounds, surviving in a hostile territory, repairing arms and armor, jamming enemy communications, being sneaky and, of course, killing stuff.
HB is more of a close-combat specialist. His Hobgoblin sense of honor demands that he takes it "up close and personal" whenever possible, and over time he's had himself implanted with the ware needed to survive long enough to reach his opponent then have enough strength to drop him.
== Notes ==
More on his personality: A quick look at the average lifespan of an ork made me realize something: physically, they are probably mature around the age of 12. Thus, despite being a slightly experienced soldier, this character remains a kid. He plays Miracle Shooter (which doubles up as a training), spends money on music and sims (I always buy a bundle, and I may even pick specific bands from the Attitude book) and all-around isn't too aware of the whole dangers of his lifestyle, with some of the "magical thinking" of teens still left in him, thus making quite the thrill-seeker. He also has something of a problem with authority figures.
Fun fact: his nickname "Hard Boy" comes from the initials on his helm (HB) and the fact that he is indeed rather hard to kill. The nickname was coined by some of the mercenaries he worked with, and he nows carries it to remember them.