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Name: Vince Dekker

Age: 22

Sex: Male

Height: 6'0"

Weight: 170 lbs

Hair: Black, Slicked back, Side burns, & Usually scruffy facial hair

Eyes: Bright Green

Role: Runner

Clothes Style: kind of gear head/auto racer look: Sp14 pants, t-shirts, SP6 Garage work shirts, SP10 Mechanic Jacket, SP 14 Racing Jacket, & boots

STATS:

INT=7, TECH=8, REF=10, COOL=8, ATTR=7, EMP=6/?, MA=7, LUCK=5, BODY=7

Run=21, Leap=5.25, Carry=70, Lift=280, Save=8, BTM=-2

CAREER SKILLS:

Vehicle Zen:8, Awareness:3, Drive:5, Motorcycle:3, Handgun:7, Basic Tech:3, Brawling:5, Streetwise:2, Hide/Evade:4, Tech(for veh.): [in pickup skills]

PICKUP SKILLS:

Athletics:4, Dodge & Escape:2, Expert(cars):3, Pick Lock:4, Auto Tech:4

Cybernetics:

1.Basic Processor

2.Vehcle Link

3.Skin Weave SP12

Weapons:

1. Desert Eagle [P +1 J C 3d6(.357 C) 9 2 VR 50m 250eb]

2. Glock 17 [P +2 J C 2d6+1(9mm C) 17 2 VR 50m 150eb]

3. Butterfly knife [MEL +0 P C 1d6*]

Gear:

Coveralls, Basic Tool Kit, Misc. Tools for working on cars, B&E kit, car theft kit, carry bag.

200eb in his pocket..

Background:

Vince is a fly by the seat of his pants cocky guy, comes with the territory of racing. He's a good looking guy, & knows it, but exactly dress it. He's very loyal, but secretive.

Vince grew up in the city with his mother. His father & brother lived in Hong Kong until he was about 12... Where Vince’s father was working for a small corporation. When they returned his brother became heavily involved in cars & racing. So Vince followed his idol, his older brother Johnny & learned how to drive & work with cars… he was a born natural behind the wheel!

Then at 16 Vince’s father was killed in a violent corporate take over. Sending him & his mother into financial ruin. His brother had already run off to start his own life & left them. They were forced to move to the slummy neighborhood of the Combat Zone. There, Vince learned how to steal cars & be a wheel man/runner for various local criminal groups. While working for the syndicate as a driver they insisted & paid for him to a vehicle link & skin weave… to protect him while driving for them & to increase his driving ability.

Murpy sips his beverage, & waits patiently for his smokes... while doing so, he checks out the area & the fat man as well as his companions for anyting threatening..

hey, Id like to play.. If you still need the solo, or maybe even a wheel man.. sombody has to drive, right?  

Noticing the card change hands.. Muprhy naturally assumes/hopes that it is payment for the info. Maripossa, seemed like good people.. but you never can tell..

To the tender.."I'll have a Makers(OOC:a bourbon)  on the rocks. Oh & do you have any real Lucky Strikes back there?"

Then noticing Mari's actions towards him, he smiles & chuckels to hiself slightly & returns the nod & smile...

[OOC: Sorry I havnet posted in a while]

Murphy notices Maripossa slip away in the cornor of his eye.. & decides to slip off behind her...

He catches up to her at the bar.. & orders a drink at about the same time she asks the tender about the fat man. But cooly pays her no attention, as if he doesnt know her.

Murphy smiles up at the waitress.. "thanks kitten, nothing else right now"

& gives her big tip..

Murphy grins at the repsonses & takes a final long drag off his some then puts it out .."point."

"Let's leave it Michaelson... you understand.. I'm just tryin to make sure my pals get some clams here..."

then he yells out to the waitress..."NURSE!"

..."whiskey on the rocks over here please!"

"right... well, how about we pocket the cred chips off Dragon & Blues.. We could leave them enough to cover expenses & losses,but I mean, they arent earning any pay being laid up in the hospital. ... thats for damn sure..."

..."and of course there is the issue of paying them..."

"how would you cats like to handle that?"

"..just a thought, Weyland.. just a thought..."

Murphy looks at the photo... "that's a nice ride you've got there"

"Thanks Weyland, youre good people.." Murphy takes a cig out & lights it..

"Well.." he blows a cloud of smoke... "we could always take care of the possibility of them ever saying anything..."

then looks at each person individually.. & nonchalantly shrugs his shoulds.."..just a thought.."

Murphy takes a seat with the others...

then turns to Ralley; "Your 'baby'?"

"eh? ...other friend?"  Murphy shoots a sideways glance at Rally..

Then sticks out his hand to Rally.. "its a pleasure to meet ya. Names Murphy.. Thanks for your help back there kitten..."

"Well.. it does seem as if we could use some more muscle..."

Murphy grins back.. & wraps his arm around Wayne in an old buddie kinda way.. & turns to the group..

"Hey kats an' kittens.. I know these two crazy characters that just helped us out! May I introduce the dinamic duo of Wayne & Angel. Wayne & Angel this Weyland a damn fine pilot, & these two lovely ladies are Arrow & Mariposa.."

"...they could replace our shooters... whatcha think?"

regaining his composure Murphy gets up when the argos rep. arrives..

When he's done offering assistance.. "Well.. I could use some real smokes.. can you point me in the right direction?"

Then after that he turns to Wayne & Angel with a big grin. & says very boisterously "Man alive, am I glad to see your ugly mugs!"

"What the hell are you two scoundrels doing here!?"

Murphy coughs a couple times, then rolls over & quickly sits up on knee with his pistol ready, scanning the carnage for more trouble..

upon noticing the security team he holsters his gun & sits back agains a wall. He pulls out his "nicotine free" smokes, & looks down at them as he shakes one out a little.. then remembering that they are nicotine free, he shakes his head with discust while crumples the pack & tosses it...

I'm hip to that man..

lets play!  

....I Know what you mean about the easter straight edgers!!

I dont disagree with that. But I'm just saying that at the begining of the round no one had seen or heard of the grenade, except for Weyland & Ralley. So, Weyland states his actions for the round, which exlaime to everyone that there is in fact a grenade. Now wouldnt they already have a different action that they are doing at the same time he is doing that for that round? Instead of one based on the fact that he already anounced what he's doing..."

As he hears "GREN - A - A - DE !" & sees people begin to scatter Murphy mumbles..."oh sh!t..." as he runs & dives behind the closest cover.

(OOC: Question. How is it that all these people reacted to the grenade, when GM stated at the begining of this round that only Weyland & Ralley saw the grenade?)

With his opponent down Murphy spins his gun around & aims it at the thug. "Just stay down..." ... "These friends of yours Dragon?" as he accesses the situation real quick to make sure he's in no imediate danger...

I think that would depend on the individual groups power level & style of playing.. you cant generalize it to your own style/experiences..

.. I think it could be fun for certain types of games environments... maybe not all the time but the occasional game..

Muprhy will atempt to sweep the same gangers legs to take him down. Then in the same motion if there is another one near a spinning back handed punch, with the pistol...

Hey, where/when does Murphy know Wayne & Angel from?

With his augmented/boosted reflexes Murphy spins his pistol around on his fing so he can use it as a melee weapon. Then he uses it with his martial art to attack the, (second ganger? or wich ever one was right in fron of him..).