Post by grunkzzz on Feb 21, 2006 13:46:20 GMT -5
GENERAL INFO
Member Name: Mechwarrior5
Edition : 3rd
Name : Derrek Watson
Street Name : Peaches
Race : Ork
Sex : Male
Age : 27
Experience: 13 runs
Total Good Karma Spent: 156 + 7+16
Current Good Karma: 3 +3
Karma Pool: 9
STATS
Body : 9(13)
Quickness : 6(7)
Strength : 7(8)
Charisma : 4
Intelligence : 4
Willpower : 4
Essence : 2.24
Body Index : 3.84
Magic : 0
Reaction: 5(7)
Initiative: 7+2d6
POOLS
Combat: 7
SKILLS
Athletics 5
Edge Weapons 4
Throwing Weapons 3
Pistols 6
Submachine Guns 5
Shotguns 6
Assault Rifles 6
Intimidation 3
Bike (Stealthy Travel) 4(6)
Electronics B/R 2
Electronics 3
Unarmed Combat 4 (+1 wlflt)
Car 3
Stealth 4
Negotiations 4
Etiquette 4t
Diving 3
Instruction 4
Leadership 3
Etiquette: 4
Knowledge:
Spirits: 2
SSC(General): 3
Security: 2
Troll Trash Metal Bands 4
Ork Underground 4
Seatle Gangs 4
Psychology 1 (+1wlflt)
paranormal activity 3
LANGUAGES
English 3/1
EDGES
None
FLAWS
None
WEAPONS
Name : Ruger Super Warhawk
Accessories:
+Conceal Holster (+2 to conceal)
+Internal Smartgun
-25 regular rounds
Name : Ares Predator II
Accessories:
+Conceal Holster (+2 to conceal)
+Internal Smartgun
+Detachable Silencer
-2 clips (30) regular rounds
-2 clips (30) gel rounds
Name : Defiance T-250 shotgun
Accessories:
+Shock Pads (-1 recoil)
+Internal Smartgun
-20 regular rounds
-20 flechette rounds
Name : Ingram Smartgun
Accessories:
+Folding Stock (-1 recoil)
+Gas Vent II (-2 recoil)
+Shock Pads (-1 recoil)
+Internal Smartgun
-1 clip (32) regular rounds
-2 clips (64) gel rounds
Name : AK-97
Accessories:
+Shock Pads
+External Smartgun
+Gas Vent 4
+Foregrip
+Sling
-2 clips (60) regular rounds
-2 clips (60) exex rounds
-1 clip (30) gel rounds
Name : Cougar Fineblade (Short)
Range : Edge Weapon
Conceal : 8(10)
Ammo : ---
Mode : ---
Damage : (Str M) = (8M)
Weight : .5
Ranges: ---
Accessories:
+Conceal Sheath
Other
x2 smoke grenades
x4 concussion grenades
x4 HE offensive grenades
CYBERWARE/BIOWARE
Cyber Replacement Ears
+Dampener
+Hearing Amplification
Cyber Replacement Eyes
+Vision Magnification Electronic 3
+Low light
+Thermographic
+Flare Compensation
Boosted Reflexes--Level 1
Plastic Bone Lacing
Smartlink
Cyber hand
+Smart link palm induction pads
+Integrated Ceska scorpion
Dermal Plating R2
Internal Air Tank
Tracheal Vent
Suprathyroid Gland
ARMOR/CLOTHING
Normal Clothing
Secure Jacket
Medium Secure Armor w/ filter and chemical seal (rarely worn, kept in storage)
OTHER GEAR
4 disposable cell phones
athletic gym bag (for carrying tools)
2 road flares
3 feet of fuse
crow bar
extremely basic toolkit
Tranq patch (rating 8) x2
Stim patch x2
wire cutters
portable electric generator
drill w/ multiple bits
black ski mask
black gloves
black spray paint
digital wrist watch
commlink (Rating 5) with encryption R3
plastic restraints x2
25 meters of nylon rope
2 rolls of industrial strength duct tape
Respirator w/ filters
scuba gear
Maglock Passkey R1
Sequencer R4
Electronic toolkit
VEHICLES
Vehicle Name:
Model: GMC Bulldog Step-Van
Type: Van
Handling: 4/8
Speed: 85
Max speed:
Acceleration: 4
Body: 4
Armor: 2(5)
Signature: 2
Seating: 1+1b
Fuel: D (100 l)
Economy: (4 km/l)
Cost: 32,600
Modifications:
Extra Armor Plating
Runflat Tires
Equipment:
Ingram Smartgun under front seat
CONTACTS
Jesus (level 1) (Human Fixer)
Deuce (level 2) (Human Fence)
Tony (level 1) (Human Mob Boss. Runs Casino for Mafia)
Arisu (level 1) (Vice President Whitebird Aeronautics)
Miles (level 2) (President and Owner of Whitebird Aeronautics)
Rei Ayanami (level 2) (President and Principle owner of Ayanami Incorporated)
Viridian (level 2) (Leader of the Redmond gang “The Green Razors”)
Sugar (level 3) (Troll decker and live-in girlfriend)
Mirim Sinclaire (level 1) (Researcher for Universal Omnitech)
Dancing Eagle (level 1) (Eagle Shaman in the SSC)
LIFESTYLE
Middle (Flat in <st1:City w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Bellevue</st1:place></st1:City>, near the Silver Fools restaurant—1 month paid for)
The flat is modestly furnished with relatively new, but not necessarily fashionable in any sense of the word. It's located in <st1:City w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Bellevue</st1:place></st1:City>, taking up the entire lower floor of a small apartment building on the bottom floor with an adjoining garage. It consists of a den, two bedrooms, 1 1/2 baths, kitchen, and adjoining dining room. The foyer bears a beaten white sign on which is stenciled the read letters "WARNING: USE OF LEATHAL FORCE AUTHORIZED BEYOND THIS POINT," a souvenir that Peaches thought was poignantly humorous given Sugar's fetish. The rest of the house is furnished with various bits of BDSM stuff belonging to Sugar. Peaches has also installed various hidden panels to hide gear and cred sticks in the event of a raid or some-such on his place, but on the surface, it looks normal, in a freakish-dominatrix type way.
NUYEN(¥):
6,400
Certified Cred (¥20,000) (25/7/07/-4000 Nuyen for van repairs)
R8 Forged Cred-Stick, SIN#3464-6473-74764, Derrek Armstrong, living at 235 45th Avenue, Auburn, Occupation: Bodyguard (w/licenses for: Ruger Super Warhawk, Predator II, Defiance T-250 Shotgun, Couger Fineblade, Boosted Reflexes, Plastic Bone Lacing, Smartlink, Dermal Plating, Suprathyroid Gland and Driver's License and Diving License)
DESCRIPTION
Peaches big, plain and simple. Even for an ork, he's huge. At just over 2 meters, he weighs in at hefty 140 kilograms. He has a hard edge about him as evidenced by his stern jaw-line, fiercely jutting tusks, and muscular body. A pair of brown eyes, somehow warm despite the rest of his hard facade, stare out from beneath a thick brow. His head is and jaw sport a blanket of bristly stubble, as if he hasn't shaved either in a couple days. He wears a nondescript black leather jacket over a rather cheap looking collared shirt. Like wise, his blue jeans are of good repair but are not the latest in fashion, and his black leather work boots have seen better days. Most noticeable of all, however, is the obviously cybernetic right hand that occasionally twitches from either faulty wiring or a nervous tick, you can't tell which.
HISTORY
Like many of Seattle's "finest", Peaches grew up in the barrens. He obtained little in the way of formal education, getting only as high as 9th grade before the school of hard knocks. He dropped out of school, much to his father's distaste--a shop clerk trying to make a living and survive without a firearm to be found . . . well, not after he swiped his pop's Ruger Wuperwarhawk. He still has it, though the chrome finish is probably quite thin in some place. It still has the inscription, "With this bullet, I the wed." He's got no clue what it means, but it sounds pretty damn cool. Peaches got involved with a small gang called the "Iron Fangs", an exclusively Orc group that operated out of the underground and also where he got his street name. The older gangers seemed quite amused that when sent for a raid on the local stuffer shack, he came back with arm fulls of canned soy-peaches, his favorite childhood treat.
He did alright in their tutelage, learning the fine art of the street brawl--excelling at it in fact, due to his great size. His involvement with the gang also thrust him onto the thrash metal music scene, a style of music he keeps up with to this day. After a disastrous gang-war with a rival group, the Iron Fangs disbanded.
Peaches, instead of looking for other means of gainful employment, fell into quite a gambling addiction thanks to the local Mafia-sponsored gambling houses. Fortunately , or rather unfortunately, the mob was nice enough to start a tab for this regular--they were happy to take his cred, despite his race. On a quite devastating binge, he managed to rack up a 50,000 nuyen total--something that sobered him up in quite a hurry.
Peaches sought in desperation for something to pull his hoop out of the drek hole he had just fallen into, and found it . . . sort of. Running. He got hooked up with a fixer named Jesus (not Christ, for God's sake. His name was really Jesus!) who thought the Orc could be an asset in wetwork and other low-skilled jobs. Peaches used what money he owned to outfit himself with some nice toys (having developed a love for shotguns) and got on the job. He hooked up with a team of runners, looking to complete his first run. Their Johnson sent them on a simple enough mission--it seemed that way--until Peaches' overzealousness turned his right hand into so much goop on the pavement of Interstate 5 and got his bike impounded in the Tacoma Lonestar impound yard. One of his compatriots managed to drag him off the scene, even footing the bill for a cyber replacement--something that seemed to have a profound effect on Peaches.
After that Peaches started to change. For so many years he had been trying to be self sufficient—to me a man. But after the frag-up on his first run, he realized that the only way he could pull himself up out of the hole he’d dug was to start trusting people—not everybody, mind you, but his team mates. And he started to think more. He worked at transforming himself into something more than a sprawl ganger living above himself. He became a shadowrunner—a real professional.
On one of the more interesting runs, Peaches and company were hired to track down the owner of a small Seattle Corporation called Whitebird Aeronatics who had disappeared in the SSC. The man, an ork named Miles, was from England and an amateur archeologist. He had gone to the SSC in search of a native Indian artifact and had been incommunicado for some time. His rival, also from England—a man named Dannicker—was also trying to find him, but to reveal his true nature (that he was an ork) to his family back in England so that they would disown him and disinherit him, strip him of his wealth, and so on.
That isn’t to say there weren’t setbacks along the way. One of the runners who had been with him during his first run, an elf street samurai named Kali, had cross words with Peaches on more than one occasion, and she decided to leave the group. After that, her name arose in the investigation of other matters, and because Peaches contacted her to ask her about it, she took it as an invitation to ambush him and put him in the hospital with a coma—Two bullets to the head will do that to you. But fortunately for Peaches, he survived with the help of his new running mates. Men and women like Holy Ghost, Siren, Lundi, Shaun, and Smeagol, and Sugar would stay with him for the bulk of his career in the shadows.
The investigation took the group back to Seattle, then to the SSC again, but in the process Peaches used the services of a gang member from the barrens of Seattle as a courier for a meeting that needed to take place. The people involved killed the young man and sent his head back to the group in a box. Because he felt somewhat responsible for the kid’s death, Peaches tracked down the kid’s gang, and apologized to them, offering them a chance to join in with the retribution that Peaches and the other shadowrunners intended to enact upon the guilty party. The act impressed the gang members and their leader, a human named Viridian, and they joined the group in their operation. After all was said and done with, Peaches came away with a new friend in the form of Viridian and a lot of admiration and respect from the young gang members. Afterwards he kept up contact with the gang, helping to train them in combat and solidify their hold on territory.
Pretty soon, though, Peaches and his group began performing runs for a Ms. Johnson who was particularly new to the shadows—a woman named Rei Ayanami. She was the CEO and principle owner of a Seattle-based corporation known as Ayanami Incorporated, and through the years of working for Ms. Ayanami, Peaches came to trust her and eventually became friends with her. Through several acts of corporate espionage and various other enterprises on the side, Peaches built up a considerable nest egg and retired from the shadows with his girlfriend and would-be wife (had they actually had the legal capacity to get married, what with being SINless and all), a Troll Decker named Sugar.
Unfortunately, that wasn’t meant to be. Three years after retiring from the biz, Peaches was attacked in his home. He fended off his would-be assassins and went to work trying to track the killers down. His first clue lead him to Rei, but in truth it was all a ploy by one of the members of her board of trustees, a Geoffrey Michelson, to get her out of the way and get someone else to do it. In the process, he froze all of Peaches’ accounts and basically made him destitute again, ensuring the link to Ayanami and his cooperation as well. As the past has shown, however, Peaches wasn’t ever one to cooperate easily. After a short operation to remove the offending man, Rei was safe, and like it or not, Peaches was back in the shadows, working the beat again.
Disclaimer this character has prior run experience therefore I am unable to verify everything is legal.. It looks good to me I would accept this character.
Member Name: Mechwarrior5
Edition : 3rd
Name : Derrek Watson
Street Name : Peaches
Race : Ork
Sex : Male
Age : 27
Experience: 13 runs
Total Good Karma Spent: 156 + 7+16
Current Good Karma: 3 +3
Karma Pool: 9
STATS
Body : 9(13)
Quickness : 6(7)
Strength : 7(8)
Charisma : 4
Intelligence : 4
Willpower : 4
Essence : 2.24
Body Index : 3.84
Magic : 0
Reaction: 5(7)
Initiative: 7+2d6
POOLS
Combat: 7
SKILLS
Athletics 5
Edge Weapons 4
Throwing Weapons 3
Pistols 6
Submachine Guns 5
Shotguns 6
Assault Rifles 6
Intimidation 3
Bike (Stealthy Travel) 4(6)
Electronics B/R 2
Electronics 3
Unarmed Combat 4 (+1 wlflt)
Car 3
Stealth 4
Negotiations 4
Etiquette 4t
Diving 3
Instruction 4
Leadership 3
Etiquette: 4
Knowledge:
Spirits: 2
SSC(General): 3
Security: 2
Troll Trash Metal Bands 4
Ork Underground 4
Seatle Gangs 4
Psychology 1 (+1wlflt)
paranormal activity 3
LANGUAGES
English 3/1
EDGES
None
FLAWS
None
WEAPONS
Name : Ruger Super Warhawk
Accessories:
+Conceal Holster (+2 to conceal)
+Internal Smartgun
-25 regular rounds
Name : Ares Predator II
Accessories:
+Conceal Holster (+2 to conceal)
+Internal Smartgun
+Detachable Silencer
-2 clips (30) regular rounds
-2 clips (30) gel rounds
Name : Defiance T-250 shotgun
Accessories:
+Shock Pads (-1 recoil)
+Internal Smartgun
-20 regular rounds
-20 flechette rounds
Name : Ingram Smartgun
Accessories:
+Folding Stock (-1 recoil)
+Gas Vent II (-2 recoil)
+Shock Pads (-1 recoil)
+Internal Smartgun
-1 clip (32) regular rounds
-2 clips (64) gel rounds
Name : AK-97
Accessories:
+Shock Pads
+External Smartgun
+Gas Vent 4
+Foregrip
+Sling
-2 clips (60) regular rounds
-2 clips (60) exex rounds
-1 clip (30) gel rounds
Name : Cougar Fineblade (Short)
Range : Edge Weapon
Conceal : 8(10)
Ammo : ---
Mode : ---
Damage : (Str M) = (8M)
Weight : .5
Ranges: ---
Accessories:
+Conceal Sheath
Other
x2 smoke grenades
x4 concussion grenades
x4 HE offensive grenades
CYBERWARE/BIOWARE
Cyber Replacement Ears
+Dampener
+Hearing Amplification
Cyber Replacement Eyes
+Vision Magnification Electronic 3
+Low light
+Thermographic
+Flare Compensation
Boosted Reflexes--Level 1
Plastic Bone Lacing
Smartlink
Cyber hand
+Smart link palm induction pads
+Integrated Ceska scorpion
Dermal Plating R2
Internal Air Tank
Tracheal Vent
Suprathyroid Gland
ARMOR/CLOTHING
Normal Clothing
Secure Jacket
Medium Secure Armor w/ filter and chemical seal (rarely worn, kept in storage)
OTHER GEAR
4 disposable cell phones
athletic gym bag (for carrying tools)
2 road flares
3 feet of fuse
crow bar
extremely basic toolkit
Tranq patch (rating 8) x2
Stim patch x2
wire cutters
portable electric generator
drill w/ multiple bits
black ski mask
black gloves
black spray paint
digital wrist watch
commlink (Rating 5) with encryption R3
plastic restraints x2
25 meters of nylon rope
2 rolls of industrial strength duct tape
Respirator w/ filters
scuba gear
Maglock Passkey R1
Sequencer R4
Electronic toolkit
VEHICLES
Vehicle Name:
Model: GMC Bulldog Step-Van
Type: Van
Handling: 4/8
Speed: 85
Max speed:
Acceleration: 4
Body: 4
Armor: 2(5)
Signature: 2
Seating: 1+1b
Fuel: D (100 l)
Economy: (4 km/l)
Cost: 32,600
Modifications:
Extra Armor Plating
Runflat Tires
Equipment:
Ingram Smartgun under front seat
CONTACTS
Jesus (level 1) (Human Fixer)
Deuce (level 2) (Human Fence)
Tony (level 1) (Human Mob Boss. Runs Casino for Mafia)
Arisu (level 1) (Vice President Whitebird Aeronautics)
Miles (level 2) (President and Owner of Whitebird Aeronautics)
Rei Ayanami (level 2) (President and Principle owner of Ayanami Incorporated)
Viridian (level 2) (Leader of the Redmond gang “The Green Razors”)
Sugar (level 3) (Troll decker and live-in girlfriend)
Mirim Sinclaire (level 1) (Researcher for Universal Omnitech)
Dancing Eagle (level 1) (Eagle Shaman in the SSC)
LIFESTYLE
Middle (Flat in <st1:City w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Bellevue</st1:place></st1:City>, near the Silver Fools restaurant—1 month paid for)
The flat is modestly furnished with relatively new, but not necessarily fashionable in any sense of the word. It's located in <st1:City w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Bellevue</st1:place></st1:City>, taking up the entire lower floor of a small apartment building on the bottom floor with an adjoining garage. It consists of a den, two bedrooms, 1 1/2 baths, kitchen, and adjoining dining room. The foyer bears a beaten white sign on which is stenciled the read letters "WARNING: USE OF LEATHAL FORCE AUTHORIZED BEYOND THIS POINT," a souvenir that Peaches thought was poignantly humorous given Sugar's fetish. The rest of the house is furnished with various bits of BDSM stuff belonging to Sugar. Peaches has also installed various hidden panels to hide gear and cred sticks in the event of a raid or some-such on his place, but on the surface, it looks normal, in a freakish-dominatrix type way.
NUYEN(¥):
6,400
Certified Cred (¥20,000) (25/7/07/-4000 Nuyen for van repairs)
R8 Forged Cred-Stick, SIN#3464-6473-74764, Derrek Armstrong, living at 235 45th Avenue, Auburn, Occupation: Bodyguard (w/licenses for: Ruger Super Warhawk, Predator II, Defiance T-250 Shotgun, Couger Fineblade, Boosted Reflexes, Plastic Bone Lacing, Smartlink, Dermal Plating, Suprathyroid Gland and Driver's License and Diving License)
DESCRIPTION
Peaches big, plain and simple. Even for an ork, he's huge. At just over 2 meters, he weighs in at hefty 140 kilograms. He has a hard edge about him as evidenced by his stern jaw-line, fiercely jutting tusks, and muscular body. A pair of brown eyes, somehow warm despite the rest of his hard facade, stare out from beneath a thick brow. His head is and jaw sport a blanket of bristly stubble, as if he hasn't shaved either in a couple days. He wears a nondescript black leather jacket over a rather cheap looking collared shirt. Like wise, his blue jeans are of good repair but are not the latest in fashion, and his black leather work boots have seen better days. Most noticeable of all, however, is the obviously cybernetic right hand that occasionally twitches from either faulty wiring or a nervous tick, you can't tell which.
HISTORY
Like many of Seattle's "finest", Peaches grew up in the barrens. He obtained little in the way of formal education, getting only as high as 9th grade before the school of hard knocks. He dropped out of school, much to his father's distaste--a shop clerk trying to make a living and survive without a firearm to be found . . . well, not after he swiped his pop's Ruger Wuperwarhawk. He still has it, though the chrome finish is probably quite thin in some place. It still has the inscription, "With this bullet, I the wed." He's got no clue what it means, but it sounds pretty damn cool. Peaches got involved with a small gang called the "Iron Fangs", an exclusively Orc group that operated out of the underground and also where he got his street name. The older gangers seemed quite amused that when sent for a raid on the local stuffer shack, he came back with arm fulls of canned soy-peaches, his favorite childhood treat.
He did alright in their tutelage, learning the fine art of the street brawl--excelling at it in fact, due to his great size. His involvement with the gang also thrust him onto the thrash metal music scene, a style of music he keeps up with to this day. After a disastrous gang-war with a rival group, the Iron Fangs disbanded.
Peaches, instead of looking for other means of gainful employment, fell into quite a gambling addiction thanks to the local Mafia-sponsored gambling houses. Fortunately , or rather unfortunately, the mob was nice enough to start a tab for this regular--they were happy to take his cred, despite his race. On a quite devastating binge, he managed to rack up a 50,000 nuyen total--something that sobered him up in quite a hurry.
Peaches sought in desperation for something to pull his hoop out of the drek hole he had just fallen into, and found it . . . sort of. Running. He got hooked up with a fixer named Jesus (not Christ, for God's sake. His name was really Jesus!) who thought the Orc could be an asset in wetwork and other low-skilled jobs. Peaches used what money he owned to outfit himself with some nice toys (having developed a love for shotguns) and got on the job. He hooked up with a team of runners, looking to complete his first run. Their Johnson sent them on a simple enough mission--it seemed that way--until Peaches' overzealousness turned his right hand into so much goop on the pavement of Interstate 5 and got his bike impounded in the Tacoma Lonestar impound yard. One of his compatriots managed to drag him off the scene, even footing the bill for a cyber replacement--something that seemed to have a profound effect on Peaches.
After that Peaches started to change. For so many years he had been trying to be self sufficient—to me a man. But after the frag-up on his first run, he realized that the only way he could pull himself up out of the hole he’d dug was to start trusting people—not everybody, mind you, but his team mates. And he started to think more. He worked at transforming himself into something more than a sprawl ganger living above himself. He became a shadowrunner—a real professional.
On one of the more interesting runs, Peaches and company were hired to track down the owner of a small Seattle Corporation called Whitebird Aeronatics who had disappeared in the SSC. The man, an ork named Miles, was from England and an amateur archeologist. He had gone to the SSC in search of a native Indian artifact and had been incommunicado for some time. His rival, also from England—a man named Dannicker—was also trying to find him, but to reveal his true nature (that he was an ork) to his family back in England so that they would disown him and disinherit him, strip him of his wealth, and so on.
That isn’t to say there weren’t setbacks along the way. One of the runners who had been with him during his first run, an elf street samurai named Kali, had cross words with Peaches on more than one occasion, and she decided to leave the group. After that, her name arose in the investigation of other matters, and because Peaches contacted her to ask her about it, she took it as an invitation to ambush him and put him in the hospital with a coma—Two bullets to the head will do that to you. But fortunately for Peaches, he survived with the help of his new running mates. Men and women like Holy Ghost, Siren, Lundi, Shaun, and Smeagol, and Sugar would stay with him for the bulk of his career in the shadows.
The investigation took the group back to Seattle, then to the SSC again, but in the process Peaches used the services of a gang member from the barrens of Seattle as a courier for a meeting that needed to take place. The people involved killed the young man and sent his head back to the group in a box. Because he felt somewhat responsible for the kid’s death, Peaches tracked down the kid’s gang, and apologized to them, offering them a chance to join in with the retribution that Peaches and the other shadowrunners intended to enact upon the guilty party. The act impressed the gang members and their leader, a human named Viridian, and they joined the group in their operation. After all was said and done with, Peaches came away with a new friend in the form of Viridian and a lot of admiration and respect from the young gang members. Afterwards he kept up contact with the gang, helping to train them in combat and solidify their hold on territory.
Pretty soon, though, Peaches and his group began performing runs for a Ms. Johnson who was particularly new to the shadows—a woman named Rei Ayanami. She was the CEO and principle owner of a Seattle-based corporation known as Ayanami Incorporated, and through the years of working for Ms. Ayanami, Peaches came to trust her and eventually became friends with her. Through several acts of corporate espionage and various other enterprises on the side, Peaches built up a considerable nest egg and retired from the shadows with his girlfriend and would-be wife (had they actually had the legal capacity to get married, what with being SINless and all), a Troll Decker named Sugar.
Unfortunately, that wasn’t meant to be. Three years after retiring from the biz, Peaches was attacked in his home. He fended off his would-be assassins and went to work trying to track the killers down. His first clue lead him to Rei, but in truth it was all a ploy by one of the members of her board of trustees, a Geoffrey Michelson, to get her out of the way and get someone else to do it. In the process, he froze all of Peaches’ accounts and basically made him destitute again, ensuring the link to Ayanami and his cooperation as well. As the past has shown, however, Peaches wasn’t ever one to cooperate easily. After a short operation to remove the offending man, Rei was safe, and like it or not, Peaches was back in the shadows, working the beat again.
Disclaimer this character has prior run experience therefore I am unable to verify everything is legal.. It looks good to me I would accept this character.