Dorshapo is living proof that Van Saar ingenuity and self-destruction are two sides of the same credit chit. Once a promising Archeotek obsessed with pre-Imperial power systems, Dorshapo got too close, literally, to the Lemon Jellies’ archaeotech device during an ill-advised calibration run. The machine surged, the containment failed, and what was left of Dorshapo’s torso had to be scraped out of the gantry plating. Survival came at a cost: a full cybertorso, over-engineered and brutally functional, rated to absorb recoil, radiation, and heat loads that would pulp a normal ganger’s organs. Dorshapo doesn’t talk much about what they lost. They talk about what they gained.

For now, Dorshapo wields a rad beamer, a weapon that suits their temperament perfectly: slow, inevitable, and horrifying in its aftermath. They favor deliberate firing positions, anchoring engagements and poisoning ground the enemy needs to cross. The cybertorso hums softly when the beamer discharges, stabilizers compensating for feedback that would cripple lesser fighters. But the rad beamer is a stepping stone, not an end state. Every cred Dorshapo earns is logged, allocated, and earmarked for heavier armament - in the form of plasma cannons, grav weaponry, anything that can fully exploit the cybertorso’s reinforced frame and integrated bracing.

Within the Lemon Jellies, Dorshapo is both asset and warning. Meyer trusts them with the gang’s most dangerous hardware, knowing the Archeotek understands exactly how close to the edge is too close. Citron respects them for holding ground she can exploit. The younger gangers just see the metal silhouette and the faint radiation shimmer and keep their distance. When Dorshapo finally upgrades to true heavy weaponry, everyone in the underhive will learn the same lesson the Lemon Jellies already know: some people survive disaster so they can finish the experiment later.