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Player

Name: Nagia
Age: 30
Contact: shok_chama
Other Characters: amnotaweasel, seventimes
Interests: Fear leads to anger. Anger leads to hate. Hate leads to suffering.

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Character

Name: North / WR400 #641 790 831
Age: Indeterminate, but probably about three years old

Canon Information

Detroit: Become Human is a quanticdream game set in 2038, positing the existence of androids and their potential sapience. I love it entirely unironically, despite its flaws.

History

Not much is known about North's history, save that she's been with Jericho for 4 weeks and 3 days, as of November 6th, 2038. She was a sex bot in the Eden Club whom a patron rented and took home (which is unusual; most of the sessions offered in the Eden Club start at 30 minutes and take place within the club itself). Realizing she could no longer accept her life, she strangled him and ran away.

It's not a past she's proud of, but it's who she was and what she did, and it informs the way she views humans even now.

Personality

North is the most violent and short-sighted of the Jericho leaders. Where Simon pushes for survival and Josh pushes for a peaceful protest, North genuinely holds no hope of reconciliation with humans. She's seen too much of the worst of them to believe that they'll ever view humans as equals or treat them fairly. Her philosophy is very much one of "do unto them but hard and fast, before they do unto you."

The problem is that her approach is deeply difficult for most humans to relate to. But rather than pull back and re-evaluate, she expected human disapproval, and so sees it as a sign she's doing something right.

North can be abrasive and aggressive. She values competence and ruthlessness.

Spider-Log ~ Spider-Log ~ does whatever a spider-log does ~

Who: runawaynorth & wheatcake
What: Further brain breakage for both of them.
When: Between November 6th & 10th, 2038
Where: Jericho (have fun crawling all over that derelict freighter, Spider-Man)
Why: BECAUSE WE HAVE THE TECHNOLOGY

He must have thought he was clever, with that tracking device on her foot. As it was, North felt an unpleasant mixture of shame and fear when, just two streets before she boarded the Jericho, she realized she was broadcasting an extra electronic signal.

Once she'd peeled it off, she held it up between thumb and forefinger, inspecting it closely. Annoyed with what she found, she crushed it in her fist and tossed it away. Not that destroying it would save their people.

It had already been sending updates on her location.

There was at least one human in Detroit who knew where to find them.

--when I'm around? Nobody dies. Or gets disassembled.

He'd said that. It was hard to believe he meant it. But even through the texts, it had been clear that he'd been speaking to her as an equal. He'd asked her one question to verify that she was as sentient as he was, and then just accepted it and moved on.

She'd report the security breach to Josh, North decided. Josh still trusted humans most of the time, still thought there could be peace between them. He would agree that they needed to be cautious, but he wouldn't condemn her the way Simon would, and if he was disappointed in her carelessness, well, better him than Markus.

North made her way to the gangway, relishing the thousand voices on a myriad of wireless connections. Her steps rang on the metal -- a surprisingly comforting noise -- but, most importantly, she was among her people and home. She would deal with whatever happened next as it came.