Bio
BlackRack isn’t the kind of courier who logs flight plans or files customs forms. He leaves behind singed landing pads, unpaid docking fees, and tall tales that only make sense after two drinks and a punchline. Half the ‘verse calls him a smuggler. The other half calls him a liability. He prefers “freelance cargo redistribution specialist.”
With a smooth voice, a glitchy smile, and a heavily patched Cutlass that shouldn’t still fly—he’s pulled off runs that sound like bad plans and lived to do it again. He’s evaded death, dodged debt collectors, and talked his way out of more than a few lockups. Usually.
Crew? Whoever doesn’t ask too many questions.
Plan? “Improvise.”
Loyalty? To freedom, fun, and whatever's in the sealed crate marked “DO NOT OPEN.”
Specialties:
Wild improvisation under fire
High-risk, low-planning operations
Distracting security with charm (or explosives)
Cargo smuggling and “relocation”
Escaping with style, if not dignity