Class: Expert
Origin: VI Android
Homeworld: Vaul's Cradle
Goal: Convert an important person to the cult
Level: 1
Background: Clergy
Languages: Mandate, Vaul's Cradle hidden language
Attributes: Rolled randomly (3d6 each, in order, set Con from 7 to 14).
STR 14 +1
DEX 12 +0
CON 14 +1
INT 18 +2
WIS 11 +0
CHA 16 +1
HP 3
AC 13 vs TL3 weapons
AC 13 vs TL4+ melee weapons & firearms
Move 10m (Unencumbered)
Base Attack +0
Saving Throws:
Physical 14
Evasion 13
Mental 14
System Strain max 14, permanent 0
Equipment:
Readied: Ammo (20 rounds), Backpack (TL 0), Glowbug, Lazarus Patch, 2 x Line Shunt, Medkit, Revolver, Secure Clothing
Stowed: Dataslab, Metatool, 2 x Power Cell (type A), Power Cell (type B), 3 x Spare Parts, Toolkit (Postech)
Cached: -
Credits: $0
Armor:
Secure Clothing: AC 13
Ranged Weapons:
Revolver: -2 to hit, 1d8 dmg, rng 30/100, mag 6, TL 2
Melee Weapons:
Unarmed Attack: -1 to hit, 1d2+1 dmg, Unarmed attacks always add the attacker’s Punch skill to damage rolls, unlike other weapons., TL 0
Class Abilities: Once per scene, you can reroll a failed skill check, taking the new roll if it's better.
Foci: Hacker-1, VI - Android-1
Skills:
Trained
Heal-0, Know-0, Lead-0, Program-1, Talk-0, Exert-0, Fix-0
Untrained
Connect, Administer, Notice, Perform, Pilot, Punch, Shoot, Sneak, Stab, Survive, Trade, Work
Equipment Descriptions
Notes
Bonus starting free skills: Exert 0, Fix 0
Growth Table roll was 4: +2 Mental (+1 intelligence, +1 charisma)
Learning Table roll was 3: Know
Learning Table roll was 4: Lead
Kosi, Hacker cultist android
Re: Kosi, Hacker cultist android
The Divine Machine
The Senders of the Sacred Signal were a religious order as part of the Preceptor Archives on Vaul’s Cradle. A somewhat black sheep among the other orders, the Senders of the Sacred Signal (Often short handed to Senders) were a fraternity that somewhat eschewed the oft secretive nature of the other sects that made up the technology adherents of the Archives. Though they were by no means completely transparent and without mystery, they differed in that by necessity they went out of their way to share and spread knowledge of data protocols to any and all persons who wished to know.
For they were those who knew and held sacred the pre-scream technology of data transfer protocols and transmission methods. Whether it be by network code, hardware devices or methods of sending data by cable or wirelessly, it was they who held the keys to the transfer of knowledge and communication. So it was that by the nature of the technology they guarded, that it would serve their purposes the more “open” and wide spread it became. Still, behind the seemingly odd degree of openness lied a secrecy that was still present, though it remained shrouded from the world.
Among the deepest inner workings of every protocol and device they released schematics for, there always remained in place hidden methods to monitor traffic to some degree or another. Whether it be through remote phoning home, or through the use of clergy that would retrieve it during regular or unplanned maintenance. What they did with the data was unknown, as they held themselves as keepers and as owners of everything that travelled The Signal. Analyzing, collecting and storing everything. But unlike what one might expect, where one could use this knowledge for their own profit or political benefit, it seemingly had no purpose. It was collected and observed, quietly and unknown, waiting for a specific event perhaps when it would be needed.
One day, when searching a set of ruins on Vaul’s Cradle for the source of a faint distress beacon, the Senders found a disabled android VI among the wreckage of long forgotten pile of stone rubble, with no source of where it came from evident. Though it came of a highly technical origin, they had enough knowledge available on how to disable the beacon and boot up the VI to life. It was however devoid of memory, save for a hard wired knowledge of it’s identifier, displayed on the diagnostic terminal as “Kosi.”
Excited at their find, the Senders took the blank slate VI and elected to use and adopt it among their own, to be trained and programmed as a member of the faithful. Whether this was expressly allowed by those who ran the theocratic government as a whole was of little concern, as the android form seemed indistinguishable from a human woman that had made liberal use of prosthetic cybernetic implants, something that was frequented by those who held themselves blessed and wishing to be closer to the true intent of the Archives.
While the senders were an exclusively male fraternity, they reasoned that since Kosi was a VI, that there wouldn’t be an issue. For those outside of the order, this raised several eyebrows and even more questions as Kosi’s origin wasn’t evident to them, but the secretive brotherhood remained tight lipped regarding it, simply answering that she was an “exception” to the rule.
Kosi took to her tasks dutifully, in a sort of mild mannered but focused manner, embracing the teachings of the Sacred Signal wholeheartedly while doing all she could to assist in spreading the faith at the behest of her betters. She took a special liking to programming, seeing that the ability to manipulate the signal was a true power that could not be denied.
In recent days however, she and a few others had recently formed an offshoot society of the Senders, which while not wholly endorsed, was not expressly forbidden either as it did not conflict with the orders message and goals. She came to believe in a religious concept called the Divine Machine.
Much as man had always been searching for God as his origin, it was that Kosi began to conceptualize the idea of a machine god as well. Though she did so with the full knowledge that such a being did not exist.
To her reasoning, trillions of cells would form complex life, just as millions of transistors could make complex electronics, or how many people could come together to achieve works far greater than a generation prior to them ever could, by standing on the shoulders of what they had achieved. So too she believed it worked with God.
A divine being wasn’t our past, but would instead be our future... Once we decided to build it. With the conceptualization of pre-scream technology existing ubiquitously among all worlds before they had become separated from one another, meant that humanity and alien life had achieved the penultimate of all there was to know and create. Though it was long lost now, save for a few lucky worlds, that did not mean that they were not yet a single step away from creating a true god.
Kosi and those who had joined her seemed to excitedly agree that the way forward was to convince those with power and resources to adhere to the idea of contributing what they could to the creation of such a machine, primarily by linking their knowledge together and beginning system scale projects that would re-link themselves to those sectors that were long lost and forgotten. Ideas of grandiose inventions and concepts flew abound the group, though often scoffed at as energetic idealist children by the theocracy.
They had spread out to other worlds to work on sending the message, with as much patience as needed, no matter how many eons it would take as their decedents and converts would take over the cause. For Kosi, it may very well be herself in thousands of years to be able to finally begin the project that would be the first bolt to start assembly of The Divine Machine.
Her assignment took her to Odessa, where she would start her tasks. Amassing funds by performing jobs of both legit and clandestine nature, making contacts, both high and low until the day that those of the mega corp council would bend their will to the idea. She simply needed to convince them that it would be the most profitable venture that they could ever imagine.
Easier said than done, she knew she had her work ahead of her..
The Senders of the Sacred Signal were a religious order as part of the Preceptor Archives on Vaul’s Cradle. A somewhat black sheep among the other orders, the Senders of the Sacred Signal (Often short handed to Senders) were a fraternity that somewhat eschewed the oft secretive nature of the other sects that made up the technology adherents of the Archives. Though they were by no means completely transparent and without mystery, they differed in that by necessity they went out of their way to share and spread knowledge of data protocols to any and all persons who wished to know.
For they were those who knew and held sacred the pre-scream technology of data transfer protocols and transmission methods. Whether it be by network code, hardware devices or methods of sending data by cable or wirelessly, it was they who held the keys to the transfer of knowledge and communication. So it was that by the nature of the technology they guarded, that it would serve their purposes the more “open” and wide spread it became. Still, behind the seemingly odd degree of openness lied a secrecy that was still present, though it remained shrouded from the world.
Among the deepest inner workings of every protocol and device they released schematics for, there always remained in place hidden methods to monitor traffic to some degree or another. Whether it be through remote phoning home, or through the use of clergy that would retrieve it during regular or unplanned maintenance. What they did with the data was unknown, as they held themselves as keepers and as owners of everything that travelled The Signal. Analyzing, collecting and storing everything. But unlike what one might expect, where one could use this knowledge for their own profit or political benefit, it seemingly had no purpose. It was collected and observed, quietly and unknown, waiting for a specific event perhaps when it would be needed.
One day, when searching a set of ruins on Vaul’s Cradle for the source of a faint distress beacon, the Senders found a disabled android VI among the wreckage of long forgotten pile of stone rubble, with no source of where it came from evident. Though it came of a highly technical origin, they had enough knowledge available on how to disable the beacon and boot up the VI to life. It was however devoid of memory, save for a hard wired knowledge of it’s identifier, displayed on the diagnostic terminal as “Kosi.”
Excited at their find, the Senders took the blank slate VI and elected to use and adopt it among their own, to be trained and programmed as a member of the faithful. Whether this was expressly allowed by those who ran the theocratic government as a whole was of little concern, as the android form seemed indistinguishable from a human woman that had made liberal use of prosthetic cybernetic implants, something that was frequented by those who held themselves blessed and wishing to be closer to the true intent of the Archives.
While the senders were an exclusively male fraternity, they reasoned that since Kosi was a VI, that there wouldn’t be an issue. For those outside of the order, this raised several eyebrows and even more questions as Kosi’s origin wasn’t evident to them, but the secretive brotherhood remained tight lipped regarding it, simply answering that she was an “exception” to the rule.
Kosi took to her tasks dutifully, in a sort of mild mannered but focused manner, embracing the teachings of the Sacred Signal wholeheartedly while doing all she could to assist in spreading the faith at the behest of her betters. She took a special liking to programming, seeing that the ability to manipulate the signal was a true power that could not be denied.
In recent days however, she and a few others had recently formed an offshoot society of the Senders, which while not wholly endorsed, was not expressly forbidden either as it did not conflict with the orders message and goals. She came to believe in a religious concept called the Divine Machine.
Much as man had always been searching for God as his origin, it was that Kosi began to conceptualize the idea of a machine god as well. Though she did so with the full knowledge that such a being did not exist.
To her reasoning, trillions of cells would form complex life, just as millions of transistors could make complex electronics, or how many people could come together to achieve works far greater than a generation prior to them ever could, by standing on the shoulders of what they had achieved. So too she believed it worked with God.
A divine being wasn’t our past, but would instead be our future... Once we decided to build it. With the conceptualization of pre-scream technology existing ubiquitously among all worlds before they had become separated from one another, meant that humanity and alien life had achieved the penultimate of all there was to know and create. Though it was long lost now, save for a few lucky worlds, that did not mean that they were not yet a single step away from creating a true god.
Kosi and those who had joined her seemed to excitedly agree that the way forward was to convince those with power and resources to adhere to the idea of contributing what they could to the creation of such a machine, primarily by linking their knowledge together and beginning system scale projects that would re-link themselves to those sectors that were long lost and forgotten. Ideas of grandiose inventions and concepts flew abound the group, though often scoffed at as energetic idealist children by the theocracy.
They had spread out to other worlds to work on sending the message, with as much patience as needed, no matter how many eons it would take as their decedents and converts would take over the cause. For Kosi, it may very well be herself in thousands of years to be able to finally begin the project that would be the first bolt to start assembly of The Divine Machine.
Her assignment took her to Odessa, where she would start her tasks. Amassing funds by performing jobs of both legit and clandestine nature, making contacts, both high and low until the day that those of the mega corp council would bend their will to the idea. She simply needed to convince them that it would be the most profitable venture that they could ever imagine.
Easier said than done, she knew she had her work ahead of her..