Lakota street chemist
== Info == Street Name: Mister Mixer Name: Mahpee Wanyanke Movement: 10/25, Swim: 5 Karma: 0 Street Cred: 0 Notoriety: 1 Public Awareness: 0 Human Male Age 26 Height 5'9" Weight 150 Composure: 5 Judge Intentions: 4 Lift/Carry: 7 (45 kg/30 kg) Memory: 11 Nuyen: 0 == Attributes == BOD: 4 AGI: 4 (6) REA: 4 (6) STR: 3 CHA: 2 INT: 2 LOG: 6 (8) WIL: 3 EDG: 5 == Derived Attributes == Essence: 1.00 Initiative: 6 (8) IP: 1 (3) Matrix Initiative: 8 Matrix IP: 3 Physical Damage Track: 10 Stun Damage Track: 10 == Skill Groups == Athletics 1 Biotech 1 Cracking 1 Electronics 2 == Active Skills == Animal Handling : 0 Pool: 1 Animal Training : 0 Pool: 1 Archery : 0 Pool: 5 Armorer : 2 Pool: 10 Artisan : 0 Pool: 1 Automatics : 0 Pool: 5 Automotive Mechanic : 1 [Wheeled] Pool: 9 (11) Blades : 0 Pool: 5 Chemistry : 4 [Drugs] Pool: 12 (14) Climbing : 1 Pool: 4 Clubs : 0 Pool: 5 Computer : 2 Pool: 10 Con : 0 Pool: 1 Cybercombat : 1 Pool: 9 Cybertechnology : 1 Pool: 9 Data Search : 2 Pool: 10 Demolitions : 4 Pool: 12 Disguise : 0 Pool: 1 Diving : 0 Pool: 3 Dodge : 4 Pool: 10 Electronic Warfare : 1 Pool: 9 Escape Artist : 1 Pool: 7 Etiquette : 0 Pool: 1 Exotic Ranged Weapon : 5 [Ares Squirt] Pool: 11 Exotic Ranged Weapon : 5 [Parashield Dart Rifle] Pool: 11 First Aid : 1 Pool: 9 Flight : 1 Pool: 4 Forgery : 0 Pool: 5 Gunnery : 0 Pool: 5 Gymnastics : 1 Pool: 7 Hacking : 1 Pool: 9 Hardware : 2 Pool: 10 Heavy Weapons : 3 [Grenade Launchers] Pool: 9 (11) Industrial Mechanic : 1 [Chemical Production Infrastructure] Pool: 9 (11) Infiltration : 1 Pool: 7 Instruction : 0 Pool: 1 Intimidation : 0 Pool: 1 Leadership : 0 Pool: 1 Locksmith : 1 Pool: 7 Longarms : 0 Pool: 5 Medicine : 1 Pool: 9 Navigation : 0 Pool: 1 Negotiation : 0 Pool: 1 Palming : 1 Pool: 7 Parachuting : 0 Pool: 3 Perception : 3 Pool: 5 Pilot Ground Craft : 1 Pool: 7 Pilot Watercraft : 0 Pool: 5 Pistols : 2 [Semi-Automatics] Pool: 8 (10) Riding : 1 Pool: 7 Running : 1 Pool: 4 Shadowing : 0 Pool: 1 Software : 2 Pool: 10 Survival : 0 Pool: 2 Swimming : 1 Pool: 4 Throwing Weapons : 0 Pool: 5 Tracking : 0 Pool: 1 Unarmed Combat : 1 Pool: 7 == Knowledge Skills == Area Knowledge: Cheyenne : 2 Pool: 4 Area Knowledge: Stillwater : 1 Pool: 3 Biology : 2 Pool: 10 Chemistry : 3 Pool: 11 English : N Pool: 0 Lakota : N Pool: 0 Underworld : 3 Pool: 5 == Contacts == Professor Chaska Pizi (1, 3) == Qualities == Bilingual Restricted Gear (Rating 1) SINner (Criminal) == Lifestyles == Low 1 months == Cyberware/Bioware == Cerebral Booster Rating 2 Commlink Control Rig Datajack Image Link Internal Air Tank Muscle Toner Rating 2 Olfactory Booster Rating 3 Skinlink Smartlink Thermosense Organs Wired Reflexes Rating 2 == Armor == Helmet 1/2 +Chemical Protection 6 +Fire Resistance 6 +Internal Air Tank Lined Coat 6/4 +Chemical Protection 6 +Fire Resistance 6 == Weapons == Ares Predator IV +Silencer +Skinlink +Smartgun System +Trigger Removal Pool: 10 (12) DV: 5P AP: -1 RC: 0 Ares S-III Super Squirt +Hidden Gun Arm Slide +Silencer +Skinlink +Smartgun System +Trigger Removal Pool: 10 DV: Chemical AP: - RC: 0 ArmTech MGL-12 +Airburst Link +Smart Firing Platform +Improved Range Finder +Skinlink +Sling +Smartgun System Pool: 11 (13) DV: Grenade AP: - RC: 1 Minigrenade: Flash-Bang Pool: 8 DV: 6S (10m Radius) AP: -3 RC: 0 Minigrenade: Fragmentation Pool: 8 DV: 12P(f) (-1/m) AP: +5 RC: 0 Minigrenade: Gas Pool: 8 DV: Chemical (10m Radius) AP: - RC: 0 Minigrenade: High Explosive Pool: 8 DV: 10P (-2/m) AP: -2 RC: 0 Minigrenade: Incendiary Pool: 8 DV: Special AP: - RC: 0 Minigrenade: Smoke Pool: 8 DV: (10m Radius) AP: - RC: 0 Minigrenade: Thermal Smoke Pool: 8 DV: (10m Radius) AP: - RC: 0 Parashield Dart Rifle +Camera Upgrade, Low Light +Camera Upgrade, Thermographic +Camera Upgrade, Vision Magnification +Silencer +Skinlink +Smartgun System +Trigger Removal Pool: 7 DV: As Drug/Toxin AP: -2 RC: 0 Unarmed Attack Pool: 7 DV: 2S AP: - RC: 0 == Commlink == Custom Commlink (5, 6, 6, 5) +Custom Commlink OS [Firewall 6, System 6] +Sim Module (Hot) +Satellite Link +Subvocal Microphone +Encrypt Rating 6 [Copy Protection 6, Registration] +Biofeedback Filter Rating 6 [Copy Protection 6, Registration] +ECCM Rating 6 [Copy Protection 6, Registration] +Noise Analysis Software Rating 6 +Weapon Watcher Software Rating 6 +Datasoft (Chemistry) Rating 6 +Datasoft (Biology) Rating 6 +Mapsoft (Stillwater) Rating 6 +Suite: Pro User [Analyze 4, Browse 4, Command 2, Edit 4] +Mapsoft (Stillwater Region) Rating 6 == Gear == Ammo: EX-Explosive Rounds (Heavy Pistols) x40 Ammo: Injection Darts (Exotic Ranged Weapons) x60 Ammo: Regular Ammo (Heavy Pistols) x90 Arsenic x6 Autopicker Rating 3 Blasting Cap x4 Breathtaker x6 Chemistry Shop CS/Tear Gas x12 Detonator Cap x4 DMSO x50 DocWagon Contract: Basic Exploder, Electrical Rating 4 Glue Sprayer Keycard Copier Rating 4 Maglock Passkey Rating 3 Maglock Sequencer Rating 3 Medkit Rating 6 Medkit Supplies x2 Minigrenade: Flash-Bang x6 Minigrenade: Fragmentation x12 Minigrenade: Gas x24 Minigrenade: High Explosive x6 Minigrenade: Incendiary x6 Minigrenade: Smoke x6 Minigrenade: Thermal Smoke x3 Narcoject x24 Nausea Gas x4 Neuro-Stun x6 Radio Detonator x3 Safety Fuse x10 Spare Clip (Ares Predator IV) x2 Spare Clip (Ares S-III Super Squirt) x2 Spare Clip (ArmTech MGL-12) x2 Spare Clip (Parashield Dart Rifle) x2 Timer Detonator x2 TNT Rating 4 x4 Tool Shop (Industrial Mechanics) Warp == Vehicles == GAZ P-179 (Pickup Truck) +Firewall 4 +Gun Port +Improved Sensor Array +Multifuel Engine +Personal Armor Rating 4 +Pilot Program Rating 3 +Rigger Adaptation +Satellite Communication +Smuggling Compartment, Shielded +Winch, Standard +Extra-Large Vehicle Sensor +Camera Rating 6 [Vision Enhancement 3, Vision Magnification] +Directional Microphone [Audio Enhancement 3] +Laser Microphone Rating 6 +Laser Range Finder +Camera Neutralizer Rating 6 +Motion Sensor +Radio Signal Scanner Rating 6 +Microphone Rating 6 [Spatial Recognizer] +Atmosphere Sensor Rating 3 +Geiger Counter +Barometric +Thermometric +Olfactory Sensor Rating 3 +Camera Rating 6 [Thermographic] +Camera Rating 6 [Flare Compensation, Low Light] +Directional Microphone [Select Sound Filter 3]
“All right, check it. I grew up in the Shy, in one of them shitty trailer parks poor-ass Injuns like to live in and pretend they still noble nomads because their house got wheels. My ina was all into that hippy shit, watching Ghost Dance tri-d all fucking day long. Who knows about my dad. My bro was the perfect little mama’s boy. I mean he was dumb as shit but he always followed orders and helped take care of all us brats. When he started being able to see the spirits and work the voodoo, woo boy, it’s all she wrote for the rest a us. Who cares that little Mahpee is smarter than kids twice his age and winning science fairs and shit. So I figured out quick that if I wanted to get out of the trailer park I was on my own. Big bro was gonna suck up any available funds with shaman camp and private meditation lessons and all that happy horseshit.”
“It was obvious what I needed to do. It’s ridiculous the kind of things they try to make illegal. I mean, if a fucking twelve year old can make the shit in a couple of fucking buckets in a little tiny trailer bathroom, what’s the point of making it illegal? It was a pain in the ass getting the precursors the first time around, but once I sold that first batch, I could get the other little braves to boost me what I needed. They liked me a lot better when I was making ‘em rich than when I was making ’em look dumb. A couple years later I had my own trailer. Well, I mean technically it was some dude’s uncles who got all jacked up and somehow got a sweet pension. He didn’t cause a fuss though, since I kept him supplied with enough shit to drool on the couch all day. That’s when I got busted the first time. Well, they pinned it all on dude’s uncle, but one of the vice pigs was smart enough to know what was going on. He let me get all set up again with spy pics and shit of the whole process, then he busted me. This time I actually went away to juvey for a couple years.”
“Now juvey in the Sioux ain’t like juvey elsewhere. In the Sioux they figure your problem if you fuck up is that you just ain’t Injun enough, so they send you out in the country to ride horses and chase after buffalo. No shit, you even get like good behavior points for like, fucking shooting a buffalo with a bow and arrows. So that’s where I had to learn a little bit more electronics shit in order to get on to the satellite feed they had setup for the guards. Fucking hypocrites, watching sat tri-d at night and teaching us to be ‘real Sioux’ during the day.”
“When I got out of juvey I went straight to U of C, what the fuck was there to go home for? They had some lefty program for poor broke criminals and I aced all their fucking tests, except for boring shit like writing and history and economics and math. So that was enough to get me into the science school even though I didn’t really have any grades anywhere since I was a little kid. They made me take out all these loans to pay for things, but I didn’t know what any of that meant, so I forged my ina’s electronic signature and was fucking rich for the first time in my life. It felt good until I saw how much they were charging for all that shit. Then in my ‘welcome to college, you dumb trailer trash fucks’ class Professor P made us learn how to calculate interest and figure out how much we was gonna pay for all our loans if we took four or even six years to graduate. Most of the people at the U was arrogant rich assholes, but Professor P was all right. He was old and grew up in the bad old days before the Ghost Dance made the white folks take us seriously. You probably never heard of Pine Ridge but if you’d been born there you would of blown up all them volcanoes too. Professor P said that the white folks who worked in the hospital in Rapid City where he was born, cause there was no hospital on the rez. Well, anyway, the folks in this hospital would carve like Humanis propaganda and shit into our people’s chests when they was knocked out for surgery. So Professor P knew what it was like to grow up rough, and he didn’t want none of us to get fucked over by the banks an’ shit.”
“Now that I know what was what and how important it was not to have to take out them loans, I spent my food money on getting set up for some manufacturing. My roomie was some rich corporate kid and he kept quiet in exchange for a little bit of in kind contribution and a promise not to pour acid all over his expensive ass rich kid genetically engineered face while he was asleep. After a while when business was booming, I even had him working for me to take care of all the distribution and shit, which was a good deal, because I hate talking to fucking junkies. So that took care of tuition and shit for a while. I didn’t have time to go to all my classes or whatever, but I went to the good classes and did all the lessons in the library’s ChemFeed database while I was staying up late watching things cook. Some of the stuff in ChemFeed was actually hard and I had to go through it two or three times to get it down. So things were pretty good, except for a few other chem majors who were jealous of me because they were too stupid to be chemists and maybe should have taken corporate asslicking classes or something.”
“By sophomore year there was one jock guy dissing me all the fucking time, even snitching on me and saying I was cheating and shit. Now I’m cool and can handle some dickhead being jealous and saying dumb shit, whatever. But saying I had no honor like that, that kind of shit cannot stand. So I gave that motherfucker an overdose of Warp, which is easy enough to make if you’ve mastered graduate level organic synthesis like he should have believed I could do when I told him I could, and he ended up with ‘severe brain damage’. When I told the private detective his rich folks had hired to investigate that it was impossible for anyone that stupid to have severe brain damage and still be alive, so it couldn’t be any worse than ‘minor brain damage’ so what was the big fucking deal he somehow figured out it was me. I’m smart, so I’d already dismantled the production operation in my room, so I didn’t get in too much trouble. The Warp I’d had to make in a campus lab though, so that one they kicked me out of school for. Professor P got all pissed and came and yelled at me down in campus security for a while. I figured out later he got it so they just kicked me out and paid a big bribe to the asshole’s parents. They called it a settlement, but a bribe’s a bribe; the rich just get richer, you know.”
-Using knowledge gained at the university, set up a real production facility.
-Got rich, spent the money on fancy toys and cyberware.
-Got busted for real, did five years in prison.
-Jumped bail and fled to CAS as soon as he got out of prison.
-Met up with some Saints in a bar, thought they had potential, joined up, been in Stillwater for a few months.