Metody is the sobriquet of Kylie Monroe, a shadowrunner and street samurai
Neon Bunny is the sobriquet of one Samantha Powers, a hacker and cybernetics specialist freelancer
This is definitely going to void yer warranty, mate.
Member of the Pain Technicians' Guild, originally created by the ruler of the old Empire.
You were gone, like dead. I had to work with what I had. But the good news, you look great, and you're still alive!
This... this isn't my hand...
WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO ME!
KiKi is a common type of synthetic intelligence program found in the Cosmic Era. KiKi is considered malware.
A mad scientist, a cyborg, a visionary, a man of god
In the Cosmic Era, the Cosmetologist is a highly skilled geneticist, and they are consulted on everything from hair remedies to exotic full body alterations.
A tall lanky man with a distracted air, well versed in arcanotechnology, parapsychology, and a collector of molds, spores, and fungus.
30 job types/classes for PCs in the Cosmic Era
A stern matron, 1950's pinup and failed protector against nuclear winter.
Her first contact will be on a laptop or mobile unit of some kind. The text "Can you help me?" will be written all over the screen.
Ms. Carlyle has made her presence known.
The massive computers of the future don't always communicate with the puny humans through soft chimes and a soothing voice over the PA/intercom. Sometimes they have a special android body that serves as their own super surrogate
Formerly Andrew 'Dandy' C. C. Yates, the Scranton Psychopath, now Andrew 12-C66
An attractive older woman with more degrees than a thermometer
Because someone must come up with new ways to kill.
A vampire Blood Doll, her master, and the workshop they share
We need to gather the cam-droppers and bulldog gears off of number six, yes the wrecked number six. Then, with those pieces and the short drive off of number three we can put number four back into action.
Abelard von Richter
The only son of Dr. Nicholas Farthing, Ironwing has dedicated himself to the destruction of his father’s Fabulous Engine.
The Mughal of the Gremils, the Shah of Lag, the most devoted of Mathom.
Mercenary. Hacker. Charm school graduate. Teddy bear collector. Raver. Troll.
With a huge number of sacrificial victims, another realm long ago secretly bound a Prince of the land spirits, Iorstonn by name, thus ensuring the fertility, and improving the magical defences, of their realm. But binding that Prince to one spot has disrupted the weather and magical patterns (ley lines?) over half the continent. Things have become bad enough that a coalition has been formed to rectify the situation, once divinations have established the cause.
Your party is one of the teams assembled to do the rectification: find the binding object and steal it ("so that we can destroy it here in our realm, of course"...*) or destroy it over there. Presumably the Prince will be grateful to his rescuers and angry at the binders, but with a greater spirit like Iorstonn one can never be sure: such beings are "tricksy".
* Of course, the rulers of our realm might want to control Iorstonn for their own ends...