Scott Jones has a normal name due to a familiar story. His parents dropped him off in a corporate orphanage, and his records sealed. The master of the orphanage gave him a generic name to suit his generic existence. Little did he know how wrong that estimation was. As he grew up, sickly body made him a target for a host of bullies. The adults who were supposed to run the orphanage and keep the kids safe had other concerns, so left the children to fend for themselves. The years of abuse gave Scott a will of pure iron. Despite his quiet power, it was only in school that he really began to shine. His mind devoured science like candy. By the fourth grade, his teachers had stopped teaching him. Instead, they gave him datachips and let him study on his own. In a corporate school, they would have placed him in an advanced courses, if not private instruction, but to the orphanage school, it was not financially worthwhile. Such a voracious appetite does not remain hidden for long, and the LabRats recruited him. He had a particular affinity for chemistry and biology, and the LabRats provided him with all the space he needed, provided he helped teach other members. His teaching style was thorough to the point of near sadism. It was about this time that his research assistant came forward with tales of what Scott was doing in his lab. The animal experiments were horrendous and brutal. Furthermore, he had never even contemplated asking for permission from anyone. The LabRats were disgusted, but the Tribals, BeastieBoys, and EcoRaiders were livid. His yogang immediately cut off his access to the lab and their materials. Furthermore, a group of 'treehuggers' caught him outside of the orphanage and beat him into unconsciousness when he refused to consider apologizing. When he woke up, a huge man was standing over him with an offer of job security. Scott began working for Sasha and the Disavowed.
        To be honest, Scott (now called Sandman) is never really in person. His short and pudgy frame is only the anchor for his mind. Unless he is talking about his work, his green eyes remain clouded an unfocused. He gives very little thought about those around him unless they inspire him intellectually. As such, he has developed a relationship of sorts with some of the Disavowed, but very few. Since he spends a majority of his time inside the Trinity Project lab, his features tend to be pale and drawn. In addition, his thirst for revenge, by the standards of most Disavowed, has atrophied. He would enjoy seeing the BeastieBoys, Labrats, Tribals, and Ecoraiders upstaged and embarrassed, but couldn't care less if he has an interesting project in front of him. His single-minded attention has made him a powerful, if distracted, addition to the Disavowed.
 

Int	8	Ref	6	Cool	8
Att	5	Move	5	Luck	5
Body	4	Emp	2	Tech	8
Probe Ops			5
Scientist	8	Thiefstuff	2	Blend	4
Streetfight	2	Get a clue	3	Go – go	3
Jockstuff	1	GenSpeak	3	Schoolin	8
F. Leader	1	Lil Angel	6	S. smarts	1

Equipment

• Chemical Analyzer
• Digital recorder
• Specialty Weapons
• Envirogloves
• Enviroboots
• Smartgoggles
• Armored Lab Coat (AR 4, EV –1, insulated and chemically non-reactive)
• Access to a Lab
• Influence in the Trinity Project
• Supersquirts with interesting chemicals