Name: Shifty McGillicuddy
Age: 18
Race:Gobbo
Zone of Birth:Soon-Bok Heavy Ordnance
Current Employment Alignment: Rebel
Description: Shifty is short even for a Gobbo, leading even gobbos to usually think of him as a child if not for the heat packing down one leg of his cargo shorts. He usually wears easy, breazy, if covering clothes that make it easy to hide the stuff he pickpockets, or a handy weapon or two. He's not big on high end or technical weaponry, or augments, and the only augment he's got is a black box memory unit for when he needs to hide some stash or culpability knowledge from the fuzz. Recently he's taken to painting his face with the glare-shield eyemark of Slyth & Jabber locals.
Personality: Shifty got his first name from how, even as a kid, he was always running some sort of con. Maybe it was just trickin' the other gobbo kids into believing he was the bastard kid of one of the big CEOs, maybe it was huckstering the creds out of some dumb caravan trader's pockets, but Shifty is almost incapable of telling the straight truth or not bending things towards his advantage. He's not actively malicious to others for the most part, but he has a pathological desire to be cleverer than everyone else around him. That said, he's long since learned not to brag about it until he's put a charging station or 3 between him and his mark.
Abilities: Shifty has a silver tongue and golden fingers. He can blather like nobody's business, and confuse the mark so thoroughly they won't realize for days that he's taken any little valuables they might have about his person. He's especially good at conning his way, rent free, onto caravans between megacities and charging stations, whether by 'forgetting' to get off the truck before it's already in motion, or by stowing away in a crate of snacks and sodas. Combat wise he prefers not to fight, but to run, and has multiple knives, pistols, and explosives secreted about his baggy clothed person. He draws fast and then drops the weapon as soon as he's done with it, after all, he can always lighten some thug of theirs later.
Relationships:
Night's Kiss - A nayaling hacktivist from the Freemen Commune that was one of Shifty's first contacts in the smuggling rings leading into Slyth & Jabber. She's not a fan of where Shifty's morals take him, and he thinks she's got a bit of a stick up her butt for a smuggler, but they both appreciate what the other brings to the table.
Jack "Brainy" Weems - A gobbo void walker from the Ronin Expedition that Shifty took an instant liking to. When things need to go loud he knows he can trust Brainy to not only take a beating but bring the hurt.
Important Life Moments:
Shifty, like most gobbos, was born in the tropically heated and sunny floor-level of a megatower, in his case, it was in a place owned by Soon-Bok Heavy Ordinance. The mountainous islands of Soon-Bok had a plethora of caravans, mostly aerostatic, flying over the mountains and then landing in the various megacity filled valleys, well outside the range of any twitchy AA defenses, before walking/rolling on in the rest of the way. Shifty, like many a McGillicuddy gobbo, cut his early years learning the ins and outs of scammin' the rubes. In time though, Shifty got more interested in the bigger scams, an interest that lead to pissing off a good few corpo-cops, a few exploded habicubes, and a drained corporate account earmarked for bribes that meant Shifty had to get out of town in a hurry.
Shifty smuggled himself into a corporate caravan headed for Slyth & Jabber, and found himself in a paradise of folks far too concerned with the continual war effort to be missing much, and better yet? The way the other corporations kept S&J running involved supplies of munitions, medical goods, and hard supplies as much as it involved creds. He quickly found a niche for himself in the smuggler communities of the second line and command echelons of Slyth and Jabber, and while he still picks pockets and scams the rubes looking to spend credits back from the front line, his BIG hauls recently have involved robbing officials of the papers and identity cards that let them act to receive goods from corporate caravans, from there he works with the smuggler rings to make sure that any supplies of goods meant as protection fees to S&J are instead redirected into the hands of the smugglers, to be resold at a markup.
Quotes:
"OI MISTER! Watch it! I'm walkin' here! Yeah, yeah you better walk away! ... Sucker... huh, this is a nice piece~ might keep this one."
"What? You never seen a gobbo logistics officer? Yeah look I got the papers right here. Huh? You were expecting Bobby? Nah we swapped shifts, havin' a kid. You didn't know Bobby was married? Man that's just sad, he's been married for years! Now can ya just sign so I can get my boys over here to move the stuff?"
"There ain't nothin' better than a tired and stupid caravaneer, especially a corpo. Flash the right bit of paper at'em after a month long jaunt and they'll do anything you tell'em!"