Human Sleeper Shiver

History

For as long as Tank can remember he wanted to be an Op. His life as a child was devoted entirely to the TV. His mother died when he was two and his father was a corporate working unsociable hours. So Tank learned everything he knew bathed in the cold light of the TV. As soon as he was old enough, he applied to be an Op. He was told, point blank, that he was too dumb to do so.

So, Tank figured, if he couldn’t be an Op, he would be the best Shiver Mort had ever seen. The Shivers were more than happy to take on someone with such physical stature, bubbling enthusiasm and blind willingness to do - literally - anything he was told. Tank was the only one who left his first Sleeper tour still happy to be a Shiver, and the only one who still couldn’t play cards. He had a few weeks off to recuperate (he would have signed straight back up but they told him to take a break) before signing up for another Sleeper tour. And, despite his constant talking about Ops, and his far from enjoyable body odor, other Shivers grew to be thankful of having Tank around; at a first glance, Tank looks like they’ve managed to cram a Stormer into Shiver armor. And when you’ve got a gang member thinking this, half the battle is already won.

Tank does not take drum; he always sleeps like a baby. He is perpetually friendly and always ready to volunteer for the trip to the closest station for supplies. It was on his second Sleeper tour that Tank really proved himself. The team had a run in with a Stormer War World Veteran straight out of canibal sector 3, two of Tank’s team mates were killed before they even knew what was going on. It cleared the APC and landed directly infront of Tank, and in a blind movement, a shot in a million, he swung with his knife and took its head clean off.

After that Tank’s superiors started paying attention to him, there was talk of promoting him until it was established that he did not have the intelligence for leadership. He was offered a place in a Dispersal Unit but declined, preferring to keep on working the worst areas of downtown.

Tank is probably the biggest guy you will ever meet. He is perpetually friendly but is not particularly interesting to talk to; his conversation is limited to talking about Ops and repeating things other people have said to him. He is respectful, polite to the point of being annoying and very optimistic for a Shiver. He leaves drink and drugs well alone and blankly refuses any bribes offered to him.

Quotes

"Sir, yes sir, Mr. Operative sir!"