Crowlin Gallanus

Full Name: Crowlin Gallanus

Age & Date of Birth: 24, July 14th

Gender: Male

Class: Middle Class

Occupation: Cyber-Security Technician for private firm

Affiliation: Vigilante

Genetic Modifications:

Lion Genetic Splicing

• Lion's tail
  • Provides additional balance when running and climbing
• Extended upper and lower canine teeth
  • Can give a nasty or interesting bite
• Golden irises with rear reflective layer within the eyes
  • Provides Crowlin with night vision and the ability to see in near complete darkness
  • Causes his pupils to glow when light is shined at him
• Dense musculature and more durable tendons/ligaments
  • Provides Crowlin with increased strength and muscular force
• Ability to purr (unintended side effect)
• Rough feline tongue (unintended side effect)

Prosthetics

• Heart
  • Able to pump blood faster through his circulatory system over much longer periods of time
  • Keeps his body well oxygenated and allows for greatly increased physical endurance
• Lungs
  • Larger lung capacity and denser network of capillaries allow more oxygen to enter the circulatory system.

Carbon Fiber Replacements

• Bottom 1/2 of spine, pelvis, legs, feet
• Hollow w/ 4mm thick wall
  • Greatly increased tensile strength gives better durability and ability to withstand punishment
  • Significant reduction in weight allows for greater agility, speed, and physical endurance

Unique Tech:

Miniature Laptop + PDA

• A small 8" wide network-isolated laptop and wireless enabled PDA both built by Crowlin. They are his main hacking tools when out in the field. Both requiring a security pin# and thumbprint, if access is attempted and failed, the devices are subjected to attempted hacking while Crowlin is not using them, or attempts are made to physically and directly access the hard drive, the devices immediately trigger an electrical surge that fries their memory and hard drive and shuts them down.
• The laptop has no wireless capability on its own, but can be connected via cable to the PDA, Crowlin's NUIP, or directly into a target's system. Has the most sophisticated hacking capabilities and task resources at Crowlin's disposal.
• The PDA does have wireless capabilities and a quick-dump main memory. Has basic hacking capabilities for lower-end systems and security measures stored on a secondary memory. Can be connected to the laptop, transferring a specific hacking program or protocol that Crowlin wishes to use at a given moment, making it's function serve more as a status updater, trigger, or additional computing resources for the laptop.
• Both operate with dual redundant data buffers and IP and MAC address proxies to make source detection, tracing, and/or backhacking significantly more difficult if Crowlin's activities are detected at all.
• Both devices are EMP shielded.

False ID-Proxy

• Used when Crowlin is hacking or performing other "illegal" activities, this tech routes and proxies all of his NUIP ID information to show up as someone completely different, giving the appearance of someone other than Crowlin present in local data sweeps or targeted ID inquiries and protecting his own identity from suspicion.

Surveillance Sniffer

• A piece of tech that Crowlin developed and created for himself when in need of some extra privacy, it appears to be a small black ring plugged into his NUIP jack and sticking out from the surface of his skin a few millimeters. This device passively scans incoming data packets to Crowlin's NUIP for traces of the government or police as the source.
• If it detects a signal coming from the government or police, such as a random audio sweep, it immediately intercepts the data and instead feeds it one of a few prepared sets of false location, vitals, and/or audio information depending on the information it picks up from the signal. At the same time, Crowlin is alerted to the inquiry.
• For instance if Crowlin was talking to a fellow hacker in the slums and an audio sweep signal from police HQ targets him, the sniffer will identify the signal and give it audio of Crowlin watching a common TV show in his room instead.

Local EMP Generator

• Creates a 40m diameter EMP when triggered
• A small device strapped to his belt and triggered by pressing the recessed lion emblem on his left bracer.
• Shorts out all unshielded electrical components within range. Computers, lights, electronic/magnetic locks, etc.
• Usually used by Crowlin only when necessary, such as blacking out a local area to escape or larger-scale computer/server destruction.
• Requires 4 minutes to recharge the capacitor before it can be triggered again.

Custom Twin Blades

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• 18" long precision sharpened blades w/ full tang
  
• Textured, contoured, and riveted metal + rubber grip
• Kept hidden under the back of his hoodie.

Appearance: [ Image ]
6' 1", tanned skin, and with well defined muscles. His hair is black and fades into white colored bangs, his lion's tail similarly colored with a white fade at the tip of the fluff. His eyes are golden yellow, and through genetic splicing they have the same reflective layer in the back that lions do, providing him with night vision and causing his eyes to glow bright gold when a light is shined into them. His clothes are a relatively conservative style, intended to not impede any of his physical capabilities. He wears a pair of black boxer briefs, a white compression t-shirt, a black sleeveless hoodie with white fluff around the edge like a parka, black tactical cargo pants, and black combat boots. He wears a pair of metal plated bracers on his forearms to act as a measure of defense and a little extra weight behind his own attacks, as well as a large pack that's strapped to his right outer thigh which carries most of his hacking tech when he's out doing vigilante oriented work. His port is of a simple circular design, located and hidden behind his left ear and adorned with a simple black tattoo of the Leo constellation symbol. ♌

Personality:
Crowlin is a playful and honest person with a deep sense of loyalty to the people he's close to. If there's a job that needs to get done right, he's someone that can be called upon at a moment's notice. Not afraid to speak his mind but his tongue silver enough to keep him out of trouble, Crowlin has little difficulty proving a point when he needs to and is comfortable in the mentor role. Although the nature of his night-activities dictate a need for secrecy, Crowlin always takes the route that adds a little more fun if the situation allows. It adds that much more to the challenge.

Background:
Crowlin was born a middle class only child to parents Veris and Dreia Gallanus, growing up in good social standing and security. He had 4 close friends, 3 of which were members of the lower class. One evening with the group, while walking over to pick up two of them (brothers) at their family's 3rd floor apartment, Crowlin ran ahead to bring them down.

While in the apartment, a Secret Police raid party arrived at the building and stormed up to the flat, breaking in while the parents sent Crowlin and their two sons, with a small laptop, down a rope from the master bedroom balcony. The father was killed and the mother detonated a set of bombs they had made and were storing, taking a number of the raiding officers with them.

Crowlin hadn't been spotted yet and had climbed a large solid fence with the laptop before turning to wait for his two friends. As the brothers tried to climb over the fence, they were shot as well by pursuing officers. Crowlin, panicking and with adrenaline coursing through his body, turned and sprinted as fast as his legs could carry him back to his family's home and into his room where he stayed for the next day. His parents were concerned about him, but Crowlin convinced them that he simply wasn't feeling well.

He eventually told his friends what had happened, and the remaining 3 of them started getting more influenced by anti-government and anti-police propaganda. Crowlin also began teaching himself hacking techniques and the intricacies of computer hardware, software, and programming. He eventually cracked the password to the laptop he still held onto and discovered that the family were both hackers and bomb-makers, obviously people wanted by the secret police but not something Crowlin thought they should have been killed for in such a way. From the files, he learned more advanced hacking techniques, programs, and skills that he quickly incorporated into his own capabilities.

At 16 he took the placement test and his computer and programming skills were quickly recognized, ending with him as a cyber-security consultant and technician by day. By night he's an anti-government/police hacker taking on targets listed on some of the laptop's files in an attempt to bring down the organization that he believes unfairly killed his friends.

Unlike many known vigilantes, Crowlin was not born of the slums or lower class, nor was he stricken with the plight of poverty. Born to a middle class couple, Veris and Dreia Gallanus, he grew up with few concerns for finances or safety. That didn't mean that he didn't have a fair number of friends however, meeting several people from the lower class and by extension the slums when they would hang out at a friend's place. His parents were rather open minded and didn't mind Crowlin choosing his own friends, but they were sure to remind him to be careful and vigilant when near the slums or around people from there. "People in desperate situations will do desperate things. Don't let yourself be a target."

Fortunately, Crowlin never found himself in a dangerous situation like that at the hands of anyone from the lower classes. The threat come from somewhere Crowlin wouldn't have expected as a citizen further up the chain. One day while a 14 year old Crowlin was with two of his friends, the group was making their way to their fourth and fifth, a pair of brothers. They had a couple blocks to go when Crowlin ran ahead to go bring them down from their flat and join up with the group. He made it up to the 3rd story of the building, knocking on the door and heading inside where he politely greeted the brothers' parents, which he had always thought to himself were kinda weird, and waited as his two friends grabbed their coats and made their way from their room.

What none at the apartment knew, but the group of friends now approaching the building saw was the column of armored vehicles arriving and staging in front of the outside doors. Before seemingly any amount of time had passed, the secret police raid had already started, armed personnel storming into the building and up the stairs. The commotion had gotten the attention of the father and older brother who both had rabbit ears, the latter having managed to inherit them from birth. The parents were quick to act, the father grabbing a small laptop and a handgun before quickly ushering the boys to the back of the apartment where the small balcony was, a prearranged thick nylon rope sitting coiled on the cement. They threw the rope down before starting the teens down to the ground. Crowlin was given the laptop and sent down the rope first, followed by the two brothers, but by then the door to the apartment had been battered down and secret police flooded into the living room, clearing the few rooms along the way to the master bedroom where they were.

The father opened fire with the handgun but only took two down before the officers opened fire on him. The mother on the other hand had reached under the bed and pulled a detonator out, flipping the cover up and triggering it. The officers had just managed to fire a burst into her in hopes of stopping her, but only a second later the windows and doors burst out in a flash of fire and pressure as a single bomb triggered the others in the apartment they had built.

Crowlin had made it down and was already starting to run as the brothers hit the ground and made their made after him. He climbed over the first wooden fence into the next courtyard when he heard an older voice call out, "Don't let them get away!". He turned and waited as he saw the fence shake and two pairs of familiar hands holding onto the top. He shouted "C'mon!" but two loud bursts echoed through the air in response, Crowlin hitting the ground as splinters burst from three new holes in the fence. Crowlin's eyes grew wide as the hands fell from the fence, the young man immediately turning and sprinting as hard as his legs could carry his adrenaline filled body.

He never spoke to his parents about what happened, immediately going into his room when he got home. Of course he had to tell his friends what had happened, but they all agreed never to say a word about the incident to anyone they thought might have connections to the police or might talk to them about it. It wasn't long before the group started becoming more interested in anti-government propoganda, seeking out vigilantes and listening to what they had to say. One thing Crowlin didn't talk about, even to his friends, was the laptop he was given to hold...probably for the brothers who didn't make it. It was locked by a password of course and so Crowlin couldn't simply guess the correct one. He began reseraching hacking techniques and computer science, how to build them, take them apart, code, and manipulate. Eventually he cracked the password on the laptop and looked through the files. He noticed that there was no wireless radio in the system, keeping it isolated and hidden along with its contents, instructions on hacking techniques, hacking tools and programs, bomb making, and a lists of targets.

Two years later, on July 14th, Crowlin took the test and was deemed suitable for exactly what he'd taken interest in, eventually landing a position at a Cyber-security firm as an consultant and technitian. He continued to hone his skills as a hacker over the past 8 years, developing and enhancing his own programs and tech and taking over the targets that had been left. Bombs weren't his preference, but he wanted to challenge himself on the technological side while bringing down the system that had killed his dear friends.