Zed Zed

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Zed Zed, of course.
Zed Zed
Player: @WhiteBishop
Basic Data
Origin: Originicon science.png
Archetype: H archetypeicon warshade.png
Security Level: 10
Occupation: Infiltrator, Clubber
Personal Data
Real Name: What, you don't believe me?
Known Aliases: Double Zed, ZZ
Identity: Doubted, but not strongly
Species: Human
Age: 21...ish
Height: 5'9"
Weight: Scrawny
Eye Color: Dark. Purple?
Hair Color: Electrolysis.
Blood Type:  ??
Biographical Data
Birthplace: Evasively answered.
Birthdate: Confidential
Citizenship: U.S.A.
Current Residence: Kings Row
Religion/Faith: Kopimist
Sexual Orientation: Isn't it obvious?
Marital Status: Hungry like the wolf.
Known Languages
At least English
Known Relatives
None mentioned.
Known Powers
Electropathy, teleportation.
Training / Abilities
Dead aim, supernatural sense of place and direction
Equipment
Dual 9mm semiautomatics, Dual Match Compensators with custom ammunition, Smoke Grenades, Optical Stealth, a host of other dangerous gadgets and drones
Footnotes
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Contents

Hiya.

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I'm Zed Zed. I work for Spirit of Shadows at Club Nightlife, but most of the time I hang out in the D.

Before you ask, no, dammit. They're not tattoos. They're subdermal antennae, and yes, they were a bitch to get implanted. See how I don't carry a cell phone, but I can still send texts? One of my many talents.

I can't remember how long I've been in Paragon, but it's been a while. I make rent enough to keep from getting kicked out of my fleabag in Kings Row, so I do all right.

For a while, I'd been getting in trouble with Crey and Portal Corp for snooping around in their labs, but I think I've had enough of that for a while. In fact, as of late, I've been doing legitimate work for Portal. They gave me a rifle, and Vanguard gave me some armor. Apparently a record of B&Es is exactly what they look for when staffing Rikti ship raids.

I'm getting way too good at teleporting. Like, sometimes I'll do it on accident good. I don't know if it's a side effect of some Crey tech, or if it's just my mind adapting. So far, hasn't been a real big problem, but it's getting kind of inconvenient to find myself in Pheonix circa 1993 at random intervals.

Most nights, you'll see me jabbering at my compadres in the D, or maybe you'll see me somewhere else like Bliss or at the Rainbow Resistance open house they do once a week.

Friendos

Casey's an honest-to-goodness crystal waver, and I swear he even believes in that crap. Mopey, but we all have low points. His family's got him working double duty learning and teaching that crap to his little brother. I'm so relieved that he's back from that stint in Dark Astoria, and I don't think he realizes how much.

Zach is the guy I call boss-man when he's around. He owns a club, and I don't know what it was, but he hired me more or less on the spot. I wash a couple glasses, I make sure the lights are synced to the music, I keep my head down and I stay out of trouble. Glad to have someone as nice as him looking out for me.

Loni Oh man, I remember when I was nineteen. Not like it was that long ago. I thought I got in trouble, but oh man does he make me look like a risk-averse grandma.

Music

What do I listen to when I wanna jam? Here's my playlist.

What else?

Oh, I use Formspring.

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