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Motoko Kusanagi || Ghost in the Shell (continued)

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Abilities and Skills: Motoko is a full-body cyborg, meaning that the only physically human portion of her left is a portion of the human brain she was born with. Because she's involved in military and paramilitary occupations, Motoko's body is specially outfitted to have extraordinary strength and resilience. Excluding bullets to her head, her body can generally continue taking injuries until becomes physically destroyed. In canon it is demonstrated on a similar cyborg, where an entire clip of bullets is emptied into their arms and legs in an attempt to get them to stop attacking.

The Major weighs as much as a small car, and is physically strong enough to dismantle the same bare-handed. In addition, her body comes with the ability to selectively dampen and boost senses, so that her ability to sense pain, cold, heat, ect can be turned down, up or off as needed. This too applies to hearing and vision, although for the purposes of comfort, all these settings are kept at a neutral default. Motoko is capable of taking both video and stills from the perspective of her eyes. Because her brain is technically a computer, she is nearly always able to forge wireless connections with computer systems that support it. Barring this, there are data-ports at the back of her neck, which she can use via an extending wire to hard-connect to any compatible plug.

As a hacker, Motoko is commonly described as the very best in the entire world. A direct quote from the canon would be "Her abilities are rarer than ESP. She's completely indispensable." Using her lifelong experience with her cyborg body, and the apparently effortless mental connection she forges to most computers, Motoko seems to make most machine and computer gadgets do what she wants more by psychic power or magic than the feat of raw skill and technology such an accomplishment is. So great is the gap in skill between herself and the world that she is capable of hacking directly into other's brains as easily as opening a window and looking out. Her talent and expertise, coupled with her experience and the tools are her disposal are incredibly powerful.

Sample: Motoko's hand reached out, wet and slick as a newborn's. Perhaps the better phrase was new-made, given her ordinary state of existence. It was like a dream of waking from floating in a sea of oil, the vestigial memories of manufacturing left behind from the testing of a new cyberbrain. It was quiet, and cold; automatically she dampened the appropriate nerves, killing the gooseflesh. The egress behind her was slick and wet on the inside, dry and firm on the outside, coated with some half-rubberized material that made it easy to clean and difficult to grip. She opened her eyes, not bothering to brush slicked-down hair out of their way. No matter; it was dark as well, or rather dim in the entryway, and as moist as a water-wrought limestone tomb. She stepped forward confidently, with no trace of newborn wobble, and though her shell was nude, she dampened the sensory-feedback and found herself comfortable.

Incautious, she reached out, open connections in the computer that was herself, and felt like a wave of light around her the net. Blessed connection, the Net truly was vast and infinite- even here it persisted in its own form, the wireless, invisible manifestation of man's potential for limitless adaptation and creation. There were very few prisons that could isolate one from that all-encompassing, eternal flow of data across the surface of the human race that The Net had become, and certainly none of those were in Japan, unless one counted deep underwater, or inside a Faraday cage. Tentatively, she tried a radio signal, already knowing it would prove futile, "Batou?"

No response. Humbling, that cut-off silence. Still, this was better than nothing, so the Major stepped out among the spilled and dripping solvent that had come from her 'rebirth' and with a complete lack of body-consciousness struck out to find her place. Some decontamination; she'd had worse.

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