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Virtual Mekton Charecter Sheet
NAME: Ryoma "Lost Boy" Hibatchi
1D10:
Loc:
1
Head
2-4
Torso
5
R.Arm
6
L.Arm
7-8
R.Leg
9-10
L.Leg
SP:
 
 
 
 
 
 
Bonk:
6
12
9
9
9
9



     CHAR TEMPLATE
AGE
 Accidental Tourist
17

 
STATS
   
7
Intelligence
3
Education
6
Cool
15
Stability
9
Reflexes
15
Run MA
5
Attractiveness
1.25
Jump
5
Empathy
7.5
A Leap
4
Tech Ability
6
Stun
3
Luck
60
Lift
5
Move Allowance
4
EV
5
Body Type
20
Throw
8
Money & Family
80
Allowance
8
Relations W/ Par
8
P. Rep

WEAPON WA RANGE Shots Damage BV Conc Wt. Cost
Walking Staff
+2
3
1d6
N/A
N/A
L
1.0
100
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
EQUIPMENT   WT   COST 
 School Uniforms    120
 Rain Gear    40
 Locator Beacon    50
 Pocket Phone
 .2
 100
 Dried Food (2wk)
 2
 40
 Canteen (2)
 1
 10
 Sleeping bag    
 Carry All
 .1
 10
 Walking Staff
 .75
 100
 Bus Pass    
 Camp Kit
 1
 20
 Light bar
 .1
 30
 Rope (30M)
 1
 20
 VM Disk    
 Watch    
     
     
     
     
     
SKILL Lvl IP Tot
 Mecha Piloting +4    
 Mecha Melee +6    
 Mecha Fighting +6    
 Language: Japaneese +10    
 Language: English +6    
 Language: French +4    
 Language: German
+4
   
 Language: Spanish
+4
   
 Language: Farsi
+2
   
 Language: Aramic
+2
   
 Social
+3
   
 Survival
+4
   
 Hand to Hand
+3
   :
 Dodge&Escape
+3
   
 Athletics
+3
   
 First Aid
+2
   
 VM Design
+4
   
 VM Programming
+4
   
       
       


'Auzzie' climbed out of his pod and stretched. After retrieving his soda, he looked around for his erstwile opponent. He spotted the brown haired youth shouldering a carryall and looking about confusedly... in the opposite direction.

Auzzie let out a loud whistle and waved. 'Lost Boy' Turned around and saw Auzzie waving at him and blushed for a moment before walking over and accepting Auzzie's outstreched hand.

"Nice Fight", Lost Boy noted.

"Fair Dinkum, Mate. I would have had you if I could have kept you at range and used my missles," Auzzie countered. "Come on, I want you to meet some friends of mine." Lost Boy looked unconvinced, but something in Auzzie's warm personality won him over, and he allowed the Australian youth to lead him over to a table where 3 other youth were sitting.

"Jenny, Isa, and Chiiasi," Auzzie supplied as an introduction as the two sat down.

PERSONAL INFORMATION:

Physical Description:

Japaneese Male, Age 17
5'6", 150#, Brown Hair, Brown Eyes. Perpetual Lost Look on face. Yellow/Black Bandanna, Light yellow Shirt, Brown Pants tied at ankles.

Personality:

Moody, Rash & Headstrong, Always confused about where he is. Unable to follow travel directions or decipher a map if his life depended on it.

Friends:

Guido, Bodygard. A large hulk of a man, Guido nonetheless has a soft spot in his heart for Ryoma, Lets him take off to play VM in defiance of Family wishes. (But actually shadows Ryoma to make sure the kids ok.)

Enemies:

None.

Relatives:

Ryoga, Father. CEO of a Major Pork production company

Akari, Mother. Majority Shareholder of Same company

Akane, Younger sister. Teases Ryoma about getting lost constantly

Personal History:

The only student at RLA whose family hired a body guard out of sheer desparation! No, people don't go out of their way to attack this boy... Its for his own protection. You see, Ryoma has THE worlds worst sense of direction. Tell him to go to the courner store and he'l liable to wind up in Calcutta! If they didnt, Ryoma wouldnt ever make it to school, let alone to the next class. Although not affiliated with the RLA team, Ryoma loves to play VM. Sadly, his parents don't aprove of such actions and have forbidden him from doing so. He has achieved a sort of detant with his bodyguard however, to allow him to sneak off and play from time to time. Ryoma never plays at the same arcade twice, though. Not on purpose... but because he cant ever find the same place twice!
Handle: "Lost Boy"
Quote: "NOW where the heck am I?!?!?!? "


"Ryoma", Lost Boy supplied. Isa looked straight at him, even through her dark glasses, something Ryoma found slightly unnerving.

"Don't you attend the Ruben Leechman Academy?" She inquired.

"Hai" Ryoma admitted, blushing.

"I'm surprised your not a memeber of 'Rotten's' merry band," Jenny noted.

"'Megabuck$' has no Honor," Ryoma replied, and then blushed even deeper. "Besides, my parents do not wish me to play. I have to sneak away to do so."

"Thats no fun," Chiiasi observed.

Ryoma opened his mouth to speak but a beeping from his watch. He looked at it and his face grew pale. "Gomen Naisai," He appologised as he stood up and grabed his carryall, "But I must get back home now."

"Ja Ne!" Isa chirped warmly.

"OH Ryoma?"

"Yes Auzzie?"

"The front door would be THAT way"

"Oh. Thank you."

Auzzie shook his head in amusement, and then stopeed and watche Isa, who seemed to be counting down something. Just as she reached 0, Ryoma's voice lifted above the sond of varous arcade games in a plaintive wail

"NOW where the heck am I?!?!?!?"