Description

Personality

PERSONALITY

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Personality Description
Though small, Daphira's animated personality stands out. She embraces to the hilt the edgy fashion statements common to the cyber-minded and changes her look often.

Quirks
"Okay, like, when I'm hacking, I don't move except to type. Really. People have poked me just to see if I'm alive. Any other time though?" ~fidgets~ "I can't sit still. I'm like some junkie coming down or a five year-old on Chocco Crunchies. I even keep games and gadgets or junk food in my bag so I have something to keep my hands busy when I'm not working."

Fears
"If my dad ever finds me, I'm toast. That, and I have this recurring nightmare about being unable to work because my hands won't do what I tell them or the code turns to gibberish right before my eyes."

Goal
"To truly hack the planet. Being able to live without looking over my shoulder would be nice, too."

Likes
"Hmm...snooping, music, junk food, being right, hacking, partying and skyboarding, but not necessarily in that order."

Dislikes
"Authority figures, being told I can't, broccoli. What? I really don't like broccoli!"

Strengths
"I'm the best hacker in the world! ...and confident...umm, resourceful... easy on the eyes. That counts, right?"

Weaknesses
"Okay, okay, sometimes I've got a big mouth; I can't turn down a strip poker game to save my life, or any other bet where the stakes are personal and/or potentially humiliating. Ooh, and the biggest one of all? New tech. I drooled for weeks over the Hacker's Delight until I managed to sweet-talk a 404 into getting me one of my own!" ~wiggles her GLOVED fingers~ "I nearly emptied my bank account, but it was so worth it!"

Equipment

EQUIPMENT

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[Perfect] - [Excellent] - [Good] - [Above Average] - [Average] - [Below Average] - [Poor] - [Very Poor]

Clothing/Armor
["Awesome! Okay, they have a terrible armor rating, but they're totally HOT!"]
Custom Mood Clothes-color change is adjustable via a discreetly-placed control pad.
"I'll never tell you where it's hidden! ...but if you dance as well as you fill out the hind end of those pants, you might get a chance to find it on your own...."

Combat Prowess
[Below Average]
"Hmmm... I've gotten in a coupla bitch fights at the club, does that count?"

Abilities
"Other than stupid robotic 'perfection' via Optimization shit my dad signed me up for, I am 100% WYSIWYG. What You See Is What You Get, baby."

Skills
[Excellent]
Techno-weenie-Loves technology, keeps abreast of advances, usually knows when the next new thing will be coming out

[Perfect]
Hacker Elite- "Hacking is not just something I love, it's proven essential for my survival. I practices a lot, slipping into and out of systems that catch my eye or to appease my curiosity."

[Good]
Cyber Streetwise- "I like to keep tabs on who's who in the hacking world, you know, to know the players as well as the game. It's so much more fun getting into hack wars when your opponents are friends... or enemies."

[Good]
Sky Surfer-"I'd probably get my ass handed to me in a race, but I love boarding, love the wind in my face and the thrill of surfing dangerously!"

[Excellent]
Urban Survival- "When you're living on the streets, well... you learn... or you starve. It's that simple. I learned."

Weapons
Name: Incapacitator
Type: Non-lethal
Ammo: Shock Dart
Information: Street model, purchased for personal protection (never used)

Equipment
The GLOVE- Hacker's Delight- Covert Hacking

Tag- Hacked- Daphira can disable her tracking chip at will.

Dimension Compression Device- Messenger Bag- At all times, Daphira keeps it with her and stocked with cases containing: hacking gear, gadgets, make-up, a few changes of clothes, junk food, water, Wind Board, and start over cash in case she has to run.

Accessories
Mesmer-Eyes- Optic contacts, come with a variety of different color/picture/pattern selections

Memorabilia
None

History

HISTORY

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Religious Affiliation
None

Group Affiliation
Hijack Corps

The Guardian Act
Against or For: Professionally- Neutral, Privately- For
"Hijack Corps is more interested in the size of your wallet than your Tag status, but just between you and me? Tags rock. The government monitors the crap out of us anyway. This just makes my job that much easier. Don't like it? Learn to hack. There are schools and mentors everywhere!"

Marital Status
Single

Relatives
Father: Daniel 'Danny' Rendel

Residence
Manhattan Apartment, assigned quarters at Hijack Corps

Education
High School Equivalency Diploma
Mentored by SuBpHoNiC in her first few years as a hacker

Occupation
Elite Hacker for Hijack Corps

D.O.B.
1/26/2413

Bio/History
"Okay, just between you and me, because we're such good friends and all, I'll tell you. But you gotta keep this on the DL, alright? Hmm... where to start... It's like this, see? I was raised in this bum-fuck town I don't want to remember just like any other girl. Friends, school, a dad who loved me."

~scoffs and taps a beat on the tabletop with the tips of her fingers~

"Yeah, he loved me alright. I never questioned why he was so particular with what he taught me, and so controlling of what I did with my body. The first time he seriously lost his temper with me was the day I got my ears pierced at the mall with my other little nine year-old friends. I seriously thought he was going to hit me. He didn't, though. He never laid a hand on me.

"I sometimes think I should have known. In someways he was so caring and careful with me, but when it came to my preferences, my likes and dislikes, he was...distant. Kind of cold, you know? He let me have anything I wanted as long as it didn't contradict what he wanted or impede his work, but there was this plascrete wall that nothing I said or did could penetrate. I didn't realize until later that he withheld himself so he would never really love me. But how could I have understood that then, when it was all I'd ever known?"

~stares off into space for a moment, fidgeting nervously~

"He was a scientist, liked to think he was an inventor. Sometimes his stuff worked, sometimes it didn't, but I was always so proud of him. His workspace was completely off-limits, and being the intensely curious creature that I am, and, at the time, a little girl desperate for her father, I snooped. Opportunities were few and far between, but slowly I built a picture of his work. He always had several side projects running, but there was one main goal that he constantly worked towards.

"I was twelve when I managed to find out that he was working on a way to prolong life. I was so proud of him my heart ached with it. I was fourteen when I found out no one thought he could do it. I burned with indignation. I got better at snooping, and more and more bits and pieces came together. At fifteen, I learned that his research centered around me. He wanted me to live forever! I loved him all the more. Then, at sixteen, I finally succeeded in hacking his computer while he was away on a business trip. Yeah, that was a rude wake up. All that love and pride turned to horror reading the messed up piece of journalism that was his work notes.

"He didn't want me to live forever. He wanted to live forever. I hadn't been constructed to be his daughter. I was meant to be his replacement body. All this time, he'd been working on a method to transfer consciousness from one bioroid to another, and according to the journal he was close to succeeding.

"I didn't know what to do. I was terrified of dying, terrified of my father, and terrified of leaving, but I didn't know the first thing about surviving on my own. So, at first I did nothing. He came home, and I tried to pretend that everything was fine. I couldn't sleep though, and when I did, I had terrible nightmares. The fear built day by day until I thought I'd snap. Finally, I knew I had to do something. So, I gathered a few things, stole every cent of his I could get my hands on and ran. Been running ever since. The first couple of years sucked hardcore, but hey, you live and learn."

~shrugs and reaches into her bag to pull out some gum~

"You want some?"

"I don't know if he ever completed his research, but I know he's still looking for me. He found me twice so far, and I'm on my fourth identity. For a while now, though I've been good enough to hack circles around anyone he hires. Having access to Hijack Corps resources doesn't hurt either. I've been Daphira for several years now, and I like it. I like my job, my friends and the life I've made here. If he came after me now, I might not run this time. I might just have to kick his ass!"