|Permanently stressed wage mage|
|May or may not have a death wish|
|Priority||Metatype - A |
Attributes - D
Magic/Resonance - C
Skills - B
Resources - E
A Mitsuhama wage mage who sold out everything for a "comfortable" life in the corporation. Unable to bear the tedium of her job any longer, she's started moonlighting as a shadowrunner for her ludicrously corrupt boss. She's in it for the thrills, hoping to relieve some of the stress that's been threatening to crush her alive.
- Feel alive again
- Learn the secrets of the astral
- Renegotiate her contract for more vacation time
The first thing Milly Sawyer learned in college was that magic could be really, really boring. Manabolts and metaplanar quests were all well and good, but they weren't what the corporation who sent her there wanted. Wards and watchers, the monotonous grind of a career in magical security. Mitsuhama's scholarship had been a once in a lifetime chance to escape the poverty of the OU, but ghost was the job that came with it boring. Day after day, month after month, building after building, wards and watchers. Her career became one of small concessions. A filed down tusk, an extra hour of work, a tirade from her boss that she silently bore; every day it seemed like she sold off another piece of herself. Before long there was nothing left to give, with even her own identity being lost to the company's "generously discounted" troll reduction surgeries.
She justified it to herself of course; It was all she could do. If she kept her head down and didn't raise a fuss, then she'd never have to go hungry again. Anyone in her place would've done the same. Over and over she made the same excuses, but as time wore on and her career stalled out they started to ring hollow. Every day started to feel like the one where she'd finally crack. Then, right on the edge of the breaking point, her boss at the warehouse came to her with an offer. Shadowrunning, a chance to use her full power and feel the thrill of being a real mage again. The rewards were great and the risk was minimal, so long as she followed her orders to the letter. Of course Milly didn't buy it, but the thought of such excitement made her agree nonetheless. It'll only end badly, but if running staves off the dread for even a few weeks it'll be worth it.
Narrative Significant Qualities
Astral Chameleon: Joule is, to put it bluntly, incredibly bland. Although her size makes her stand out from the dime-a-dozen wage slaves, on the astral she's about as unassuming as can be.
Common Sense: Joule's got a good head on her shoulders, even if she's stopped listening to it lately.
Technical School Education: After being discovered by MCT's recruiting program, Joule earned a degree in Magical Security from one of the corporation's universities. As it turns out, that knowledge is pretty handy for a shadowrunner.
Full Time Wage Mage (Day Job 40 hrs, Corporate limited SINner for MCT): Everything has a cost, and MCT doesn't give education out of the kindness of their hearts. Joule spends her days as an overworked security mage helping oversee MCT's Seattle distribution centers. She works 12 hour shifts and gets one day off per week, even living on-site to cut down the commute.
Corporate Drone (Designated Omega, Social Stress: Obvious Authority Figures): Joule learned a long time ago to keep her head down and her tongue bit. She follows other peoples' directions almost on instinct, terrified of the attention she'll draw if she acts for herself.
Ticking Time Bomb (Bi-Polar, Elevated Stress, PSC: Thrill Seeker): The mind-numbing existence of a wage mage has turned Joule into a pressure cooker. No amount of corp mandated therapy or meds can make her forget that she's sold out everything in exchange for a life that seems less and less worth living. The stress outlet that shadowrunning provides is the only reason she hasn't passed the breaking point.
|Name||GM||Metaplot||Date of Run|
|Joule's No Good, Very Bad Day||1 September 2082|
|Gland Theft Alto||30 August 2082|
|Gnawer, I Hardly Knew Her||A Ghoulish Case||23 August 2082|
|Amadou Zheng||5||2||Fixer||MCT's Magical Middle Manager||All for the Bottom Line, The Boss is the Boss, Corpo Connections, Wannabe Crime Lord, Fell Through the Cracks, Can't Spell "Smuggler" Without "Smug", Lawyer Up, Livin' the Dream, Eyes on the Prize, Not on the Bodies, Not so Big Anymore||Even|
|Uta Yamamura||3||2||Gear||Tailor/Focusmonger||Focusmonger, Tailor, Hermetic, NEEEEEEEEEEEEERRRRD||Even|
In Character Information
Symbols and Signatures
Matrix Search Table
|1||The SI unit for energy, equivalent to 1/3600th of a watt hour|
|3||A MonaLisa search will turn up a few old images of a younger Joule on social media. She's at what appears to be a university, with a caption that refers to her as "Milly"|
|6||The university is the Seattle Institute for Applied Magical Security, a subsidiary of Mitsuhama Computer Technologies.|
Shadow Community Table
|1||A mostly unknown runner. Probably some kind of nerd, judging by the name.|
|3||A hermetic mage recently arrived in the shadows. They're an unusually human looking troll, probably as a result of reduction surgery.|
|5||Her fixer, Amadou Zheng, has ties to MCT. It's safe to assume that Joule does too.|
Milliam Sawyer (Real, Mitsuhama Computer Technologies)
Shelly Estevez (R4 Fake, EVO)
- Mage License
- Driver's License
- Concealed Carry License
Somewhat thin for a troll, Joule stands at around 2.5 meters and weighs 340 kg. She's got black hair, light brown skin, and hazel eyes ringed with dark circles. Her surgeries have removed the tusks and horns that she once had, leaving her looking like an oversized human.
Business casual is the name of the game. Her typical outfit consists of collared shirts, ties, and a yellow jacket that she's had since college. Whenever she has to go formal, she prefers suits over dresses.
Joule's persona is a stone golem covered in moss and sunflowers.