| Introduction
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xxxxxThe roads of Argentina to the streets of New York; Ion's history has been a little bit helter skelter. That's probably the way he likes it.
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| Description
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xxxxxLean and hard, Ion is not a large man but he /looks/ like a tough one. Large calloused hands suggest a habituation to hard work, and the network of scars drawn over his coppery tan skin adds more weight to this. Ropy muscles fill out his frame, an unimpressive 5'8" of rangy strength. His dark hair is worn short and messy, loose thick waves that hang in feathery layers to just above ear-length. His features are broad, wide nose, wide mouth, thick dark eyebrows, large deep-set brown eyes in a rather plain boyish face.
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| Reputation
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xxxxxIon is well-known throughout many parts of the mutant and latine immigrant communities, especially among those a bit rougher around the edges. Ion is known to be extremely loud, extremely boisterous, probably likely to be the catalyst for Trouble. He and his Mongrels though, are also known to be there to get all kinds of people out of many a tough spot -- the kind who just turns up with medicine or Thanksgiving dinner or school supplies when your lil cousin needs it or your abuela is sick. Extremely likely to just rope any passing stranger into rambunctious but delicious dinners with his Mongrels if you're hanging around their area of East New York looking vaguely lonely or hungry. They're that kind of family and well known for it.
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| Powers
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xxxxxAbsorbs, stores, and discharges electrical energy. Occasionally murder on electronics.
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| Skills
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xxxxxIon's skills, really, have been forged through a chaotic nomad-life prone to upheaval. Shoplifting, pickpocketing, picking locks. Avoiding notice, when he wants to, though he often doesn't want to. Kind of a scrapper in a fight. Getting into trouble, getting back out of it. He's got a keen sense of direction and a pretty good sense of people; drop him in a new city and he'll learn the lay of the land pretty quick.
xxxxxHe's had exactly zero schooling in his life so most of his learned skills have been pretty much hands-on OJT. He's dabbled in construction work, spent a short stint as a farmhand, is pretty good with engines and can handle auto repair pretty well. He's an excellent singer and a decent guitarist; used to spend a lot of time busking for money before realizing crime paid better. He's fluent in Spanish and Quechua in addition to his really ghetto English. Actually, his Spanish and Quechua are pretty ghetto too.
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| Connections
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Brothers
- Ash - Knows how to get dirty.
- Anette - My kinda crazy.
- B - Leetleshark. Fiercer than ever.
- Dusk - Vibrant.
- Eric - Brought home the bacon.
- Isra - Classy lady.
- Kay - Brainchip buddy turned brother.
- Natalie - Solid.
- Regan - More like mama, really.
- Scramble - When it's time to party we party hard.
Road dogs
- Nick - Prospie. So much guts.
- Shane - Leetleshark. Should never lose that smile.
- Taylor - Prospie. So much heart.
Life is a highway
Caltrops
Just the scenery
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| Trivia
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- From Argentina by nationality but gets annoyed if people call him Argentinian; he is Qulla by ethnicity, an indigenous Quechuan people who mooost Argentinians treat more or less similarly to how Americans treat indigenous people here (if they bother to acknowledge the existence of indigenous Argentinians at all.)
- This doesn't stop him from rooting for Argentina when the World Cup is on, though.
- Technically homeless -- technically been homeless his whole life. He'd never say so, though; he came from a family of nomads and that's the way he likes things. So long as he's got family around he kind of always feels like home.
- Tools around the city on a shiny black and chrome Harley. It's easy to recognize, kind of FLASHY and its license plate says WIRED.
- Is actually functionally illiterate, though he makes efforts not to tell anyone this.
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| Marion Alejandro Espino
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| Codename
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Ion
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| Birthdate
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January 13, 1994
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| Species
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Mutant
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| Affiliation
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Brotherhood of Mutants
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| Alignment
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Energized
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| Powers
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Electrokinetic
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| Occupation
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Ruffian
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| Registration Status
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n/a
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| RP Hooks
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| Life is a Highway - Active member of the Mutant Mongrels Motorcycle Club, not widely known for their calm and retiring demeanors. Might be willing to take you for a ride.
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| Brothers in Arms - One of the Brotherhood of Mutants; tends to be AGGRESSIVE in his support of mutants and mutant rights.
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| Greasemonkey - Handy with mechanics. If it's got wheels and an engine he can probably fix it for you.
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| The Mean Streets - Well used to life on the streets. When it comes to tapping into the mutant underground, he usually knows a guy (who knows a guy.)
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| Black Market - The Mongrels have their fingers in a lot of business, but are especially active in weapons dealing and selling prescription pharmaceuticals to people who can't get a hold of them otherwise. Need a fix? Can't get a doctor to get it for you? He'll maybe hook you up.
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