Post by kanonite on May 2, 2017 23:56:03 GMT
Chihuahua, oh Chihuahua...
The "NarcoFortress", one of the last bastions of the once powerful drug cartels, now brought down to this region and Juarez through a multitude of reasons, including the Aether War, infighting as the cartels' standards became more rabid and unhinged and finally, a certain border wall that before the Aether War had a brutally efficient security upgrade that did not take bribes or code tampering.
Born to a human prostitute, his father a black panther he never met, young Emilio had a life many more "civilized" people call hellish. Specifically, a life of learning the streets, violence and child prostitution, his mother acting as a mentor until he was sixteen years old.
It was then that he decided his life needed a step up the social and financial ladder, and he joined a youth gang called the "Los Seguidores", a sizeable group of poor, drug-dealing kids hellbent on impressing their cartel puppetmasters in exchange for one day becoming part of the crime group.
And life is pretty good for the time being, as he gets a free supply of light drugs (enough to not impede his working ability), booze, cyberware and whores of his own in exchange for loyalty to the Seguidores.
"But will it last forever?" he wonders in a moment of lucidity amidst a weed fueled haze, before plunging into whatever entertainment he picked for the night, content with the now.
Name: Emilio Galvan
Age: 16
Species: Human/Black Panther Halfbreed
Hair Color: Black (with black ears and tail)
Skin Color: Dark
Eye Color: Gold
Occupation: Juvie Gang Member
Height: 5"7
Weight: 84kg
Implants: Addiction Repellent, Beauty Enhancements, Reflex Boosters, Neural Computer, Smartlink, Bone Reinforcement and Dermal Armor
Gear: Armored Street Clothes, Cool Envirohelm, full suit of Ceramikevlar for heavy firefights, .41 Calibre Smartpistol, Cool MotorBike, large stash of drugs (mostly weed), modded AK for heavier fights, small mountain of condoms, photograph of him and his mother with a pink heart scrawled in marker above
Personality: Hedonistic, Happy, Deceptively Friendly, Fucked Up.
The "NarcoFortress", one of the last bastions of the once powerful drug cartels, now brought down to this region and Juarez through a multitude of reasons, including the Aether War, infighting as the cartels' standards became more rabid and unhinged and finally, a certain border wall that before the Aether War had a brutally efficient security upgrade that did not take bribes or code tampering.
Born to a human prostitute, his father a black panther he never met, young Emilio had a life many more "civilized" people call hellish. Specifically, a life of learning the streets, violence and child prostitution, his mother acting as a mentor until he was sixteen years old.
It was then that he decided his life needed a step up the social and financial ladder, and he joined a youth gang called the "Los Seguidores", a sizeable group of poor, drug-dealing kids hellbent on impressing their cartel puppetmasters in exchange for one day becoming part of the crime group.
And life is pretty good for the time being, as he gets a free supply of light drugs (enough to not impede his working ability), booze, cyberware and whores of his own in exchange for loyalty to the Seguidores.
"But will it last forever?" he wonders in a moment of lucidity amidst a weed fueled haze, before plunging into whatever entertainment he picked for the night, content with the now.
Name: Emilio Galvan
Age: 16
Species: Human/Black Panther Halfbreed
Hair Color: Black (with black ears and tail)
Skin Color: Dark
Eye Color: Gold
Occupation: Juvie Gang Member
Height: 5"7
Weight: 84kg
Implants: Addiction Repellent, Beauty Enhancements, Reflex Boosters, Neural Computer, Smartlink, Bone Reinforcement and Dermal Armor
Gear: Armored Street Clothes, Cool Envirohelm, full suit of Ceramikevlar for heavy firefights, .41 Calibre Smartpistol, Cool MotorBike, large stash of drugs (mostly weed), modded AK for heavier fights, small mountain of condoms, photograph of him and his mother with a pink heart scrawled in marker above
Personality: Hedonistic, Happy, Deceptively Friendly, Fucked Up.