Thedoras
Michael Jarvis (a.k.a. Thedoras)
Physical Description
General Physical Condition
A Lithe and agile man, with average physical strength. Unassuming in appearance, with his data jack at the base of his skull underneath his hair.
Body Features
Pale with light freckling.
Facial Features
Sharp Jawline, greying eyes.
Identifying Characteristics
Bruising around his data jack, which occasionally look like a spiderweb.
Special abilities
Going into Virtual, using remote programs to overload targets neural functions.
Apparel & Accessories
Usually adorned in a hooded jacket (Hood down) and a scarf. Originally to keep his identity a secret while working for his vigilante group, it has now just become a staple of his attire.
Specialized Equipment
Sidearms, Data Jacking.
Mental characteristics
Personal history
Grew up on Leonis. Sister suffers from Amber sickness. A stable job as an interfleck server engineer couldn't support them and her medication, so he turned to the underground syndicates to add some extra income. Became a CyberJockey to steal and forge data for a small group of vigilantes keeping an uneasy peace in the lower cities. The information he steals helps the people keep safe, and less oppressed by gangs and corrupt justice enforcers.
Eventually his sister succumbs to the Amber sickness, and Thedoras goes of the deep end, constantly staying in virtual for extended periods of time, developing his skills for protection as he feels the need for protection against those he has stolen from. He is eventually caught in a honey trap, is detained and tried for his crime. Sent to Daxu for his crime.
Gender Identity
Male
Sexuality
Heterosexual
Education
Virtual training programs for Pistols and Sidearms.
Self taught Programmer and Computer Engineer.
Accomplishments & Achievements
Justice against corrupt Llanatan Enforcement Incorparated Officers.
Sabotaging gang systems in Leonis.
Staying in virtual.
Failures & Embarrassments
Getting caught by the Llanatan Enforcement Incorparated.
Losing his sister.
Mental Trauma
Prefers virtual. Everything is much more simple.
Close combat makes him feel weak and powerless.
Intellectual Characteristics
Lives and breathes data.
Morality & Philosophy
Strong sense of justice against corruption.
The ends may often justify the means.
Taboos
Extorting the innocent. Leaving people to die.
Personality Characteristics
Motivation
Originally his sisters illness, but now trying to get out of [url=]Daxu's prison facility, and living moment to moment,
Savvies & Ineptitudes
Great with computers. People are tricky.
Likes & Dislikes
Burgers from his local Happy Squirrel on Leonis.
Virtues & Personality perks
Unassuming appearance.
Vices & Personality flaws
Hates physical confrontation.
Social
Family Ties
Mother - Dead
Father - Unknown
Sister- Recently Dead.
Social Aptitude
Very poor social skills, however flourishes when helping the poor and downtrodden.
Hobbies & Pets
Training self in virtual.
Species
Birthplace
Leonis - The Cradle/Sector XII
Children
Gender
Male
Eyes
Lapis
Hair
Slick back Dirty blonde hair
Height
5ft 10'
Weight
68
We aren't under the radar anymore
------>Booting
------>Input Password
_*************
------>Correct
------>Accessing Databanks
------>Enter Destination
\Internal_Memory\Private\Don't_Look\Seriously\Internet_Explorer\Porn\Journal\
------>Engaging SysLock
------>Confirm?
_
------>Are you sure?
------>Rerooting Memories
------>Forwarding Data Recovery
------>Welcome Back Michael
>We got the core. We did it, but by the grace of faith did we manage to get out of there. Using the map of the area, we planned our assualt, it should have been so easy and simple. In and out, no fuss, no muss.<
>Turns out, our friends within the eels decided to give us a little advantage. And by advantage, I mean completely annihilating the power grid and causing a fire on the other side of the complex. This core must have some incredible data on it.<
>The plan was simple. Morebitz, dressed as an inconcievable "Dwarf" was to provide ample distraction to the security forces as we made our way in. However due to the Eels help, he not only managed to walk through the front door, but undetected and straight to us. Unbelievable.<
>We headed down into the subbasement to retrieve the data core, but I couldnt even begin to explain the tech this place had. It was astonishing for an oil concern. Maybe there is more funding to this place from other benefactors. I'll have to see if our new friends have any information<
>Upon our escape Doc got shot, while Ebbon saved his ass. I often think that Doc doesnt realise that he isnt like the rest of us, and isnt suited for this life. Despite his crazy nanotech. Gotta get me some of those.<
>Starting to miss virtual though. Miss my old friends. Every hack, every keystroke just seems to bring back those memories. Even the bad ones. Like the time I got stuck in virtual for nearly 30 hours. Not many come back from that, but cracking that firewall earned me the name THEDORAS. The-Door-Ass. The words I screamed when I got out. Everyone thought it was THEDORAS, but TheDoorAss was just the final password.<
>If these guys ever found that out, I'd never live it down.<
>I feel after today we are in for a whole world of hurt.<
------>End of Memory
------>Input Password
_*************
------>Correct
------>Accessing Databanks
------>Enter Destination
\Internal_Memory\Private\Don't_Look\Seriously\Internet_Explorer\Porn\Journal\
------>Engaging SysLock
------>Confirm?
_
------>Are you sure?
------>Rerooting Memories
------>Forwarding Data Recovery
------>Welcome Back Michael
>We got the core. We did it, but by the grace of faith did we manage to get out of there. Using the map of the area, we planned our assualt, it should have been so easy and simple. In and out, no fuss, no muss.<
>Turns out, our friends within the eels decided to give us a little advantage. And by advantage, I mean completely annihilating the power grid and causing a fire on the other side of the complex. This core must have some incredible data on it.<
>The plan was simple. Morebitz, dressed as an inconcievable "Dwarf" was to provide ample distraction to the security forces as we made our way in. However due to the Eels help, he not only managed to walk through the front door, but undetected and straight to us. Unbelievable.<
>We headed down into the subbasement to retrieve the data core, but I couldnt even begin to explain the tech this place had. It was astonishing for an oil concern. Maybe there is more funding to this place from other benefactors. I'll have to see if our new friends have any information<
>Upon our escape Doc got shot, while Ebbon saved his ass. I often think that Doc doesnt realise that he isnt like the rest of us, and isnt suited for this life. Despite his crazy nanotech. Gotta get me some of those.<
>Starting to miss virtual though. Miss my old friends. Every hack, every keystroke just seems to bring back those memories. Even the bad ones. Like the time I got stuck in virtual for nearly 30 hours. Not many come back from that, but cracking that firewall earned me the name THEDORAS. The-Door-Ass. The words I screamed when I got out. Everyone thought it was THEDORAS, but TheDoorAss was just the final password.<
>If these guys ever found that out, I'd never live it down.<
>I feel after today we are in for a whole world of hurt.<
------>End of Memory
Indentured work my arse
------>Booting
------>Input Password
_*************
------>Correct
------>Accessing Databanks
------>Enter Destination
\Internal_Memory\Private\Don't_Look\Seriously\Internet_Explorer\Porn\Journal\
------>Engaging SysLock
------>Confirm?
_
------>Are you sure?
------>Rerooting Memories
------>Forwarding Data Recovery
------>Welcome Back Michael
>Taking a breath down here is like being in a room with hot fart. It's revolting.<
>How we are supposed to stay down here for so long I'll never know. But hey ho, we have our new home in the stacks. And its as glorious as it sounds.<
>We are packed in tighter than compressed Holovirus in a porn game. And I'm sure if you looked around a bit, it'd probably be dirtier.<
>Assigned to the Burner gangs for our "Work", however strangely enough the plants seemed to grow back, or move as Morbitz (The Goblin See More) seems to think. Doc agrees and Ebbon is his usual brooding self. I'm sure he must be fun when he's drunk. I guess we'll find out tonight anyway when we head to the Jolly Rancor.<
>Met the local gang today. The Electric Eels. They seem friendly, however constantly testing me via the intranet messaging systems, or probing my firewalls. Child's play but I'm sure they could do some damage if they wanted to.<
>The Leader however is incredibly attractive. Like, stands out in a crowd gorgeous. And an elf too. Might have to see if I can get on her good side. Which coincidentally leads me to the next thing, we have a "job" finally. Something I can actually flex my muscles with. Stealing a Data Core from the Bran Oil Concern. Which they will be concerned when I proceed to skull fuck their system into virtual labarynths.<
-------->End of Memory_______
------>Input Password
_*************
------>Correct
------>Accessing Databanks
------>Enter Destination
\Internal_Memory\Private\Don't_Look\Seriously\Internet_Explorer\Porn\Journal\
------>Engaging SysLock
------>Confirm?
_
------>Are you sure?
------>Rerooting Memories
------>Forwarding Data Recovery
------>Welcome Back Michael
>Taking a breath down here is like being in a room with hot fart. It's revolting.<
>How we are supposed to stay down here for so long I'll never know. But hey ho, we have our new home in the stacks. And its as glorious as it sounds.<
>We are packed in tighter than compressed Holovirus in a porn game. And I'm sure if you looked around a bit, it'd probably be dirtier.<
>Assigned to the Burner gangs for our "Work", however strangely enough the plants seemed to grow back, or move as Morbitz (The Goblin See More) seems to think. Doc agrees and Ebbon is his usual brooding self. I'm sure he must be fun when he's drunk. I guess we'll find out tonight anyway when we head to the Jolly Rancor.<
>Met the local gang today. The Electric Eels. They seem friendly, however constantly testing me via the intranet messaging systems, or probing my firewalls. Child's play but I'm sure they could do some damage if they wanted to.<
>The Leader however is incredibly attractive. Like, stands out in a crowd gorgeous. And an elf too. Might have to see if I can get on her good side. Which coincidentally leads me to the next thing, we have a "job" finally. Something I can actually flex my muscles with. Stealing a Data Core from the Bran Oil Concern. Which they will be concerned when I proceed to skull fuck their system into virtual labarynths.<
-------->End of Memory_______
<strong>Enroute to Daxu</strong>
------>Booting
------>Input Password
_*************
------>Correct
------>Accessing Databanks
------>Enter Destination
\Internal_Memory\Private\Don't_Look\Seriously\Internet_Explorer\Porn\Journal\
------>Engaging SysLock
------>Confirm?
_
------>Are you sure?
------>Rerooting Memories
------>Forwarding Data Recovery
------>Welcome Home Michael
>Trapped Again<
>Every night in this cell with these people is hell. One of them is a Goblin if I could ever believe it. He seems to be erratic and skittish like a cat.<
>Then you have Doc. Up his own arse and with the credentials to boot. Actually diagnosed the Goblin with Anxiety, which to be fair he isnt far off. I've seen people suffering from withrals being less manic than that guy.<
>Ebbon. Bodyguard and stoic heroism in droves. Seems kinda cool, could be worth staying with incase this camp is far too much for my liking.<
------->Error...........Data Missing
------->Error...........Data Missing
------->Error...........Data Missing
------->Error...........Data Missing
----------->___________File Structure Recovered
------->Well shit, I guess this boggy marsh beneath the forests of Daxu is our new home. And we're completely cut off from the systems Interflec. Great<
------->End of Memory
------>Input Password
_*************
------>Correct
------>Accessing Databanks
------>Enter Destination
\Internal_Memory\Private\Don't_Look\Seriously\Internet_Explorer\Porn\Journal\
------>Engaging SysLock
------>Confirm?
_
------>Are you sure?
------>Rerooting Memories
------>Forwarding Data Recovery
------>Welcome Home Michael
>Trapped Again<
>Every night in this cell with these people is hell. One of them is a Goblin if I could ever believe it. He seems to be erratic and skittish like a cat.<
>Then you have Doc. Up his own arse and with the credentials to boot. Actually diagnosed the Goblin with Anxiety, which to be fair he isnt far off. I've seen people suffering from withrals being less manic than that guy.<
>Ebbon. Bodyguard and stoic heroism in droves. Seems kinda cool, could be worth staying with incase this camp is far too much for my liking.<
------->Error...........Data Missing
------->Error...........Data Missing
------->Error...........Data Missing
------->Error...........Data Missing
----------->___________File Structure Recovered
------->Well shit, I guess this boggy marsh beneath the forests of Daxu is our new home. And we're completely cut off from the systems Interflec. Great<
------->End of Memory
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