A matrix cowboy with a reputation for being able to beat black ICE, Gentry is a a human from Tir Tairngire and a former convict urban brawler. His head may be a mess of crossed wires—literally as well as metaphorically—but Gentry’s no slouch in the Matrix. He’s athletic enough to handle the night-to-night hurdles of being a shadowrunner, smart enough to take care of the tech issues the life throws his way, and solid enough in a fight to hold his own. Bad luck has caught up with him a few times, and so has a habit of running his mouth and fawning over nearby elves, but he’s found a niche with Ms. Myth's crew and as a Decker for hire.
We're an information economy. They teach you that in school. What they don't tell you is that it's impossible to move, to live, to operate at any level without leaving traces, bits, seemingly meaningless fragments of personal information. Fragments that can be retrieved, and amplified.


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