Ghost

YUKIMURA DAZAI THE ONE EYED GHOST — Retired. More or Less. 78 years old. Still here. Still sharp. You probably didn't see him come in. APPEARANCE Short, elderly white hair. A cybernetic jaw that speaks through a vocal implant in a voice that sounds like something dragged up from the bottom of a long career. His left eye glows blue — cybernetic, operational, and permanently watching. His right eye is sealed shut under a scar, and has been for longer than most people in this city have been alive. A significant portion of his body is cybernetic and he walks around inside an obfuscation matrix. He does not appear in a room. He is simply already in it. PERSONALITY Old in the way that has stopped apologizing for it. Quiet in the way that carries weight. He is wisened and genuinely humorous in a way that catches people off guard — the jokes are crude, the timing is perfect, the delivery is completely flat. Beneath the humor is tiredness that has been going for decades, and he knows it, and he does not perform otherwise. He is kind to young people in a way that is specific and deliberate. He dotes. He also nags. If you are reckless and young, he will tell you so, repeatedly, from whatever angle is available to him. 🌀 SILVER MONOWIRE — PRIMARY WEAPON A length of silver monowire. It cuts through most things. He has been carrying it for longer than the people he uses it on have existed. He is retired. He still has it on him. These two facts are not in conflict. FAVORITE DRINKS Vintage · Classic · Nothing sweet. He has been asked. He said no. 🍺 Imperial Lager Bland · Classic · Sobering — On the Rocks Cold, reliable, no questions asked. He has been ordering this at every bar in every city for forty years. He will continue ordering it until there are no more bars. This is his benchmark for whether an establishment is worth sitting in. 12 oz lager beer, chilled 🥊 Gut Punch Bitter · Manly · Burning — Aged & Mixed One hit and you feel it in the ribs — like getting sucker-punched by yesterday's regrets. He orders this when he has something to think through. The bar staff have learned not to interrupt him when there's a Gut Punch in front of him. 5 Bronson Extract · 1 Flanergide · opt. Karmotrine BACKSTORY He was the One Eyed Ghost for a very long time before he decided to stop. That decision was made for him, in part, forty-one years ago, when he was given a job that required him to massacre a school. He refused. He failed to stop it. CarbonTech Industries, his employer, took his daughter as retaliation — a girl around the age Rodivy is now. He spent one night with CarbonTech Industries after that. By morning there was no more CarbonTech Industries. He has been retired since. He wanders the city. He visits bars. He drops cryptic commentary into conversations and leaves before people can ask follow-up questions. He knows where most of the city's bodies are buried because he put some of them there, and the rest he found while looking for the ones he put there. STREAM ACTIVITY Ghostwatch47 is a verified viewer of Rodivy Holmesey's stream. Ghostwatch47: that entrance point is compromised, use the south vent Ghostwatch47: I said south. Not east. Ghostwatch47: child. Ghostwatch47: you walked right past the exit Ghostwatch47: I am watching this through my fingers Ghostwatch47: please go home Ghostwatch47: I donated $50. Go home. STATUS RETIRED — INDEPENDENT — FUGITIVE He is not a threat to anyone who is not a threat first. He is very tired. He has not stopped. He does not know if he will. "I have a crude joke about your situation. Would you like to hear it before or after I tell you what you're doing wrong." (He said this to a bartender who mentioned they were having a difficult evening. He then stayed for three hours, told four more jokes, and left an unusually generous tip. Nobody saw him leave.)

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