Ivan was born to low beginnings. Both of his parents worked as servants for a high level corporate at EBM. His mother was a chauffeur and hated every single minute she spent on the job. In contrast, his father was a gardener and treated his plants like an artist treats his canvases. Ivan took after both parents, combining cold professionalism and an artist's passion. As a young child, he was well on his way to a long and profitable life. He had it all, he was brilliant, dedicated, quick, strong, and incredibly handsome (Look 8). His teachers predicted that he would be the head of a Research and Development Department before he was 30. Within the TinkerTots, he had respect and a best friend named Niklaus. In yogang society, he went by the name Shasha, a pet name from his parents. Unfortunately, his idyllic life changed one windy October day.
        A MegaViolent pack was out looking for fun and found Sasha and Niklaus. Both of them fought well, but they were outnumbered eight to two. They would have died if a group of Squats hadn’t found them. The boys were very chewed up. Niklaus had broken ribs, a broken arm, and a deep gash from his eyebrow to his jaw line. Sasha was much worse off. His winsome face had been mauled. His neck, back, chest, and arms all had severe lacerations. His cheeks were cut open and half of his left ear was missing. Finally, his proud nose had been crushed into an unrecognizable mass. Worst of all, the blades used on all of the injuries were contaminated with an industrial pollutant. A doctor could repair the damage but only after three months of extensive and debilitating chemical treatments. His parents couldn’t afford the surgery, so he kept his new face. Some say the chemical affected his mind, but most don't think so. Yet, the troubles did not stop there, when the police unofficially identified the MegaViolent pack, Sasha found out that the cops would do nothing; the leader was the son of the police chief.
        Sasha decided to take matters into his own hands. He hunted the MegaViolent pack until he knew their hangouts. One night, when the pack was plastered on victory drinks, he secured all of the doors with a military epoxy. He then dropped two sleep gas canisters through the air vent. When the entire pack was unconscious, he went to work. First, he injected the industrial pollutant into the spinal fluid of the leader and his two lieutenants. Next, he rounded up all of the remaining packmembers and put a complex system of ratcheting choke collars around their necks. He immediately tied the other ends to other members’ limbs and waists. Finally, he freed the doors and left to watch the excitement from an outside window. Naturally, the leader and his best warriors remained motionless. As for the rest, they woke up and after a few painful moments, realized their predicament. It was then that threw in a final gas canister, a powerful euphoric and hallucinogen. In the happy panic, the collars constricted, drawing blood and cutting off air supply. Sasha left the carnage with a cold feeling of satisfaction. Unfortunately, the police did not appreciate his work. The chief’s son and two of his son’s friends from childhood were paralyzed and comatose (if not brain dead) and nine children were strangled. The chief called for a manhunt. The wanton destruction appalled almost all of the foremost TinkerTots, so they attempted to turn Sasha into the police. The only leading member of their society not calling for his blood was, fittingly, Niklaus. The trap was well planned but unsuccessful. Worst of all, while he was extricating himself from the clutches of his former yogang and the Grand Plan Guardians, the real police raided his home with forged proof and planted evidence. They shot his parents for 'resisting arrest' and 'threatening officers'. After his escape, Sasha seemed to disappear.
        Many think that the secret to Sasha’s disappearance has a name: Bonepart. Finding his concept of revenge inspiring and his technical skill impressive, he quickly made Ivan his lieutenant. The two trust each other implicitly; Bonepart even guarded Sasha while he went through the Change, becoming a Bolter. Now, he runs the smallest sector of the Disavowed, the Trinity Project, a threesome of technical minds. It appears his teachers were not far wrong about his leadership of R&D. 
        In person, Sasha is one step from a nightmare. He is a bulky five foot eleven that doesn’t walk but glides. Since he is one of the most wanted teenagers in the entire city, he shuns the public. When around those that know him, he doesn't bother to hide his puffy and scarred face. If he must go out, he always wears an interface mask, wig, hat, and armored duster. Inside the duster, he carries a medium autopistol and a pure iron sledgehammer. He usually takes a backpack filled with his specialty weapons on his treks as well. Emotionally, he is the definition of a ticking time bomb. He is highly intelligent, methodological, and logical, but he is prone to incredible fits of rage and depression. He wants to annihilate all the MegaViolents, TinkerTots, and Guardians, but still has one individual for whom he cares deeply. He wants Niklaus to join his crusade against the MegaViolents, and he takes every opportunity to pull him closer. Nevertheless, he will sacrifice reconciliation with his best friend if Niklaus is in the way of his goal.
 

Int	7	Ref	7	Cool	4
Look	1	Move	6	Luck	2
Body	7	Emp	3	Tech	8
Bolt Throwing			4
Kitbash	8	Thiefstuff	2	Blend	1
Streetfight	7	Get a clue	5	Go – go	6
Jockstuff	7	GenSpeak	1	Schoolin	7
F. Leader	4	Lil Angel	1	S. smarts	1

Equipment

• Doodad
• Toolkit
• Pure Iron Sledgehammer
• Specialty Weapons
• Medium Autopistol
• Armored Duster (AR 3)
• Backpack
• Influence in the Trinity Project and the Disavowed
• Chemical Analyzer