Carl is a netrunner whom Moby Jane hired for a smuggling sabotage op.
He wars corpo style suits, little short of a full tux; his face is kindly and naive, almost like an older dad type man which is a little weird on a young guy. Carl is submissive, but direct. Likes to look at pictures of girls in bikinis.
Carl is very excited about the job, will make it his top priority, and work very hard.
In reality though, Carl is depressed as a rat squished under a flat tire. Everything has lost meaning. This job, which he is outwardly excited about, is just a cover up, mostly for himself. To be able to say: look, I have a good gig, I am doing something, there is sense in this. But deep down he doesn't actually believe it, or cares. There's hope that this iceberg of his depression will remain hidden because he will be distracted enough by a job.
He wars corpo style suits, little short of a full tux; his face is kindly and naive, almost like an older dad type man which is a little weird on a young guy. Carl is submissive, but direct. Likes to look at pictures of girls in bikinis.
Carl is very excited about the job, will make it his top priority, and work very hard.
In reality though, Carl is depressed as a rat squished under a flat tire. Everything has lost meaning. This job, which he is outwardly excited about, is just a cover up, mostly for himself. To be able to say: look, I have a good gig, I am doing something, there is sense in this. But deep down he doesn't actually believe it, or cares. There's hope that this iceberg of his depression will remain hidden because he will be distracted enough by a job.
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