Brahnamin's Characters: Hands Redux
Hands :: Medic//Hacker
"You get one complaint - then you get a suppository"
Attributes
Trained Skills
Untrained Skills
| Craft | Drive | Fix | Fly | Focus | Influence | Know | Labor |
| Move | Perform | Shoot | Sneak | Survive | Throw | Trick |
Distinctions
Cephalopod [Animal]: Your ancestors emerged from the ancient seas of Earth with their eight limbs, huge brains, and an almost amphibian knack for breathing atmo or agua
- Get a Grip: With eight arms and myriad suction surfaces on each, there ain't much you can't manhandle. Spend 1 PP to step up or double Physical for an action.
Shipborn [Background]: You were born to a traveling family, always on the move, roving from job to job to job in a rattlekept repurposed mining vessel in an endless series of odd adventures. You are more comfortable in artificial environments than dirtside.
Ghost in the Machine [Quirk]: Ain't a system you cai't hack when you've got a need.
- Code Monkey: You are a master at teaching old code new tricks. When you are altering or rewriting programming and spend 1 PP to create a New Code asset, step it up to
Signature Assets
Wireless Systems Interface Access. It's what shenanigans are made of. You have tools that allow you to jack into and override a variety of systems regardless of format.
Gamma Epsilon Delta You got a friend in low places. Lower. There you go . . . Gamma Epsilon Delta (GED) is a squirrely AI that calls your family ship home whom you befriended years and years ago when you first started studying system infiltration. There isn't a back door or worm tunnel in Sol system they don't know about, and they are up on all the latest data.
Bio
Hands became a medic for completely selfish reasons. The folk keeping him alive when the danger things were flying needed keeping alive afterwards so that they could meatshield up and keep him alive again when the danger things resumed their seemingly endless quest to kill him hard enough to make him die to death.
He mastered computer systems for a much nobler reason.
There was this girl . . .