Frou-Frou is the street name of a female Troll of mostly Hispanic descent who works as a go-go dancer and bouncer at Maxine’s in the Ork Underground. She was born in 2034 as Ana Gonzales, human, and was raised in the suburbs of Seattle. Her mother, Maria, was one of the gushing, overly cutesy sorts who made a fine trophy housewife, and her usual way of convincing Ana to behave herself was to invoke the “Little Bunny Frou-Frou” song and caution her daughter about getting turned into a goon.
When Ana goblinized at age fourteen, her parents were somewhat distraught. She emerged from her goblinization coma to see her mother sitting at her bedside, looking very worried, saw her own transformed body, and asked Maria: “Am I a goon now?” Maria was racked with guilt.
Ana found that most of her former friends and classmates wanted nothing to do with her, and she began playing hooky and hanging out in rough neighborhoods where Trolls were more accepted. She developed a fair amount of talent as a street fighter, and after curb-stomping a few gang members who wouldn’t take no for an answer when asking her to join, began to be left alone. She took “Frou-Frou” for a street name because it appealed to her sense of humor and because she spent a lot of time bopping people on the head.
By age seventeen, she had a job as a bouncer at Maxine’s, and after seeing the kind of money the dancers raked in, discovered that there were a lot of men who liked to see a curvaceous Troll dance for them. She’s still dancing and working security there, and studying mixology while investing most of her tips.
Frou-Frou is quite intelligent as Trolls go, and tends to lapse into
good English when addressed in good English (which irritates her a
bit). She is a card-carrying member of Mothers of Metahumans, and is
a metahuman rights activist as a hobby. (“It sure as drek
don’t pay th’ bills!”)
Guru
Guru is a Caucasian Ork born in 2024. At the ripe old age of 30, he has a long white beard and a weathered face whose wrinkles all seem to come from laughing. He is eternally calm and friendly, and wanders around most of Seattle in his tie-dyed robes, carrying a gnarled driftwood staff that he knows how to use in a fight.
No one knows his original name, but he is quite well-read; one of his few possessions is a battered but durable chipreader that holds a respectable library in its storage memory. He is familiar with a vast array of philosophy and religion, and seems to get a great deal of pleasure out of helping other people figure out their problems.
He is one of the few people that shadowrunners ever turn to during
their occasional psychological and spiritual crises, as he understands
their need for confidentiality. He does not approve of violence, but
tries to make people discover this on their own rather than hear dogma
from him. He often inventes humorous, tongue-in-cheek philosophies
to expound upon with a deadpan expression until people see how a
subtle exaggeration of modern philosophies
Christy and Tanya Newton
Christy and Tanya Newton were born in 2030 as Siamese twins, Caucasian human, joined by a fused pelvis. The doctors pronounced their spinal cords fused and declared that separation was impossible. Growing up with only two legs and two arms between them was difficult, but by age seven they were each growing proficient in doing separate things despite being forced to be together: playing with information technology and virtual reality.
Christy, the one on their subjective right, showed more interest in the physical world, while Tanya showed more of a talent for abstracts. (A matter like this between identical twins led to some interesting questions about nature and nurture; one theory suggested that both of them were wired to be right-handed and Tanya’s adaptation to the lack of a right hand led to different brain development.) Christy became quite adept at working with tools, especially voice commands to waldos that were filling in for her missing left arm. Tanya developed her skills with chord keyboards and eye-tracking cursors. When their doctor pronounced them done with their growth at age 16 and 5’4”, they went out hunting for sponsorship for apprenticeships and cyberware loans.
In short, Tanya became a decker, while Christy became a rigger.
They paid off their loans working on software engineering and
assembly lines, and moved on out into the world of the independent
contractor. They occasionally get tapped for shadowruns, with
the pair of them sitting in a customized seat, both apparently
dead to the world while in their own virtual realms.
Nick Evans
Nick Evans is a big, burly Human handyman who could pass for an Ork if he had tusks. He’s a licensed plumber and electrician, and is pretty good with carpentry and other construction tasks. He used to live on the surface, but found that most clothing for Humans his size wasn’t that fashionable. During a tourist visit to the Ork Underground, he noticed that clothing sold in Ork shops looked a lot better on a man with his frame. Pretty soon, he was a regular, and got to know the other customers. This led to being invited to some parties, deciding that he really liked the Orkish zest for life, and he eventually just moved into the Ork Underground.
These days, he lives in a relatively large place in the Underground
with his wife, the Orkish sister of one of his new friends down in
the tunnels. He’s recognized as an excellent citizen, since he’s
done a lot of work on the ventilation shafts and power systems in the
Underground. He lives a hundred yards or so from the underground
parking garage where he keeps the van holding most of his plumbing
and electrical supplies. As a plumber, he makes a fair amount of
money, which he often uses to improve his neighborhood in the
Underground.
David Walking Bear
David Walking Bear is an Amerindian Troll who grew up in Seattle. As a child, he had a particular liking for teddy bears, and at age ten, he heard the calling of Bear... a Bear who lived in the city, and hugged people and healed them. Teddy Bear, the urban Bear totem. (+2 dice on healing, +1 die for City spirits, –1 die on all spells that cause physical damage to living beings, Willpower (5) roll not to go to aid those in need of healing or comfort.) He is a very calm, friendly individual, and spends much of his time travelling about the metroplex working healing magics for people who can’t afford normal medical care, and occasionally working healing on the mind through counselling.
David is highly talented at making teddy bears, and he uses them as
the form for his creations when he invents magical formulae. He
sometimes does enchanting work, but only to create healing spell
category foci in the shape of teddy bears, using all-natural materials
like sheepskin with flax for stuffing. (The bears usually have onyx
eyes made from appropriate alchemical radicals, herbal radicals in the
stuffing, and a metallic valentine-shaped heart at the very center
made from copper. The total cost of radicals is 2200¥ per Rating
Point, giving a first bonding cost of one karma, since it’s
virgin telesma, an Enchanting TN equal to the rating. Thus, with his
appropriate Enchanting concentration at 6, he can create 4 rating 3
foci a month, 3 rating 4, 2 rating 5, or 1 rating 6, normally selling
for 75,000¥ per rating point. He has formulae for all these
bears.) He charges full price for his magical teddy bears normally,
but will sometimes only charge materials and High lifestyle cost for
people he considers to be doing an unusually good job of making the
world a better place.
The Fiendly Beast
The Fiendly Beast is an up-and-coming Troll street samurai of
Nordic extraction, and is hirsute even for a Troll; he laughs
at the jokes that compare him to a red-haired Sasquatch.
He started out running under the name Beast, which some chummers
had given him, but then found out there was an established
street sam in Atlanta called Beast that he didn’t want to tread
on the toes of. Someone had called him a “fiend” once
when Beast was holding him over the edge of a skyscraper and suggesting
that he should pay his debts, and he liked that name just fine,
but Fiend was a well-known fixer in Boston. However, no one had
taken the name “Fiendly Beast” yet, so he took that one
on. Most people call him “Fiendly” for short.
The Ellisons
“Can you open that window for me? The police have Daddy’s prints on file.”
—Homer Simpson
Jenny Ellison is an Elven street samurai of great repute, having been running the shadows for fifteen years. Ten years ago (in 2044), she married a human physical adept cat burglar named Chris Hanley; he took her last name. Eight years ago (in 2046), they had a contraceptive failure, and decided to take some time off for family, and the better part of a year later, Jenny delivered a little Elven girl they named Michelle.
Their running team coped with the whole mess fairly well; the decker found himself put upon for babysitting duty while the parents were out breaking the law, and took up providing puzzle games to keep Michelle occupied when he was in the Matrix. She always remembers to call him by his street name, Iconoclast, rather than “Uncle Kyose”, when in a shadowrunning context.
Michelle has never had formal schooling, but can run a tortoise deck quite well, is quite literate, and is very accustomed to looking things up for herself. She can break into computers and buildings equally well, and her deft fingers are particularly adept at picking mechanical and electronic locks; the team have had her loading clips and cleaning guns since she was five. Chris says she’s showing signs of talent as a physical adept.
Her parents refuse to take her on runs where firefights are expected, but she has a lot of experience breaking into places as part of standard legwork, and is accomplished at the “I’m just a kid, mister!” act. Since they’ve had to explain the violent side of life to her, she believes that the world is an amazingly dangerous place and that people who want to get in the way of the Neo-Anarchist way of life are “bad people”, and she could lisp out “Information wants to be free!” before before she mastered “I’m a little teapot.”
Chris and Jenny are not great parents, but a combination of benevolent neglect and relatively disciplined role models (disciplined enough to be successful shadowrunners!) have kept Michelle’s socialization roughly on track. The girl is unlikely to have any idea what to do in formal schooling if she winds up there.
She’s never been to a meet in person, but Michelle has
eavesdropped on enough of them as they were recorded by the team
decker to know how they go. If something happens to the team, she
just might come sashaying into a shadow bar to hire some runners to
rescue them.
Glower
Glower is a fixer and interrogation specialist with some unusual
cyberaugmentations. His cyberears have recording options and filter
through voice stress analyzers, and he has three cybereyes: two in the
usual spot, and one in his forehead where the lashes, when it’s
closed, look like part of a continuous eyebrow. (Per 7+ to notice
it.) The two main eyes have video recorders and thermographic
analysis packages and magnifiers to help look for fine details to
determine stress in people; the third one has an eye gun and a
targeting laser. (Check Cybertechnology for just how
much you can fit in one eyeball.) He can see out of the third
eye— he had some extra grey matter stuck in his visual cortex
when he got it installed, which differentiated to handle the new
feed— and tends to open it when he interrogates people.
Earth Dreamers
The Earth Dreamers are an initiatory group based in Seattle who are
highly interested in ecological concerns, and all show interests in
finding ways to make the world a healthier, safer place through
harmony with nature. All of them have a relatively practical
attitude: technology is here to stay, and the important thing is to
find the best uses for it, without indiscriminately dumping things
into the environment. Unlike many shamans, they believe an
understanding of science can complement a magical insight into the
world, and usually know a good deal about the scientific aspects of
their chosen fields.
Name: Earth Dreamers
Type: Idealistic
Members: 5
Limitations: Shamans only
Strictures: Oath. Belief. Fraternity. Material Link.
Attendance. Karma.
Resources/Dues: Middle. The group contributes 1000¥ per month
to the upkeep of their resources, and has a nice medicine lodge to work
out of in Jennifer’s back yard.
Patron: None.
Customs: The Earth Dreamers are a sort of impromptu thinktank
of people studying the inner paths of magic for the benefit of the world.
As such, they put in a great deal of time in their researches. They
usually meet on Thursday nights to talk about their work, and require
meeting for rituals every full moon, when they summon a Great Form
nature spirit from an area they’re studying to converse with it.
Helen Sleepwalker
Helen Sleepwalker is a Native American human woman, a shaman whose totem is the Talis Cat. She has dual doctorates in Thaumaturgy and Psychology, and works as a highly effective psychotherapist and counselor. She is experienced in the study and interpretation of dreams.
Her medicine lodge doubles as her bedroom: a large canopy bed, hung with dreamcatchers (her personal choice for creating spell formulæ) and replete with silk sheets and pillows created entirely by hand, from the silkworm cocoons and dyes to the finished product.
Her big-time project with the Earth Dreamers is searching for the connection between human beings and the land they live in, seeking the symbolic connections that would help people understand that they take part in a larger world than themselves. Helen’s theory is that something was lost from the human culture, but if the right archetypal symbols can be found and subtly introduced back into the culture, it should be possible to raise the consciousness of the population.
Helen knows Talks-With-Cats from a search for someone who could heal up a wounded Talis Cat that wound up on her doorstep.
Shamans who hear the call of Talis Cat explore the world of dreams
and nightmares, prowling the depths of the unconscious.
Favored Environment: urban or forest.
Advantages:
Shamans following Talis Cat gain two extra dice to Illusions, mental
Manipulations, and mental Detection spells, and one extra die on
conjuring spirits from one of the environments talis cats live in
(urban or forest, player’s choice at character creation).
Disadvantages:
Talis Cat is oriented strongly toward bringing out inner power through
realizing dreams, and shamans with this totem have a two dice penalty
to Combat spells and damaging Manipulations.
Jennifer Kim
Jenny Kim is an Ork of Chinese descent who heard the call of Beaver when growing up in Seattle. Her consuming ambition is to study ways to make plants into viable habitats for human beings, encouraging the creation of ecologically correct living places. She spends a great deal of time researching various spells for grafting plants, studying their health and genetic compatibility, and reshaping them. Her medicine lodge is actually alive, and occupies most of the back yard of the house she shares with Helen Sleepwalker.
She brings home the bacon by working sometimes as a landscaper and sometimes in toxic cleanup work, analysing waste sites and choosing plants to grow there that will suck up the chemicals, permitting the toxic compounds to be disposed of safely. (Upon occasion, something useful can be extract, as in the case of heavy metals in the soil.)
“Praise the spirits and pass the ammunition.”— FSCSTSF motto
There are quite a lot of shadowrunners who have difficulty getting
along with anyone else well enough to form an initiatory group. One
evening in the Alabaster Maiden after quite a number of drinks, a
group of six magicians (a Gator shaman, a Wolf shaman, three
hermetics, and a physical adept) formulated a plan for building an
initiatory group for shadowrunners.
Name: First Seattle Church of Salvation Through Superior Firepower
Type: Initiatory
Members: 18
Limitations: Shadowrunners only
Strictures: Oath. Belief. Fraternity. Obedience. Material
link.
Resources/Dues: High resources. Anyone joining the initiatory
group must pony up 100,000¥ up front; this is then invested by a
fixer using “buying a lifestyle” rules to enhance the
lifestyle of the group.
Patron: None.
Customs: Extreme paranoia.
The group has worked its way up to High lifestyle, with safehouses around the country and some very secure vaults in high-class banks for storing copies of theses and material links. The main house, in Seattle, runs a bizarre sort of church called “Our Lady of Bounteous Ammunition” (with paintings of the Virgin Mary in camouflage robes carrying an assault rifle) that teaches martial arts and magic theory as part of a campaign for finding more physical adepts and mages. Some wizgangers have graduated to serious shadow work through here.
The basement of the main house contains several enchanting labs, and the grounds have several medicine lodges and plenty of space for Hermetic circles.
The belief that all members must swear to is a sort of Shadowrunner’s Code:
They must also swear to uphold the rules of the group: