The Algo Rider

So it was foretold: someone will come that can so freely surrender their conscious will to the fickle whims of the algorithm—that they shall become known as the Algo Rider.

Whatever the machine feeds you, you lap up. You wouldn’t consume anything that didn't come out of a Facebook ad. Like & Subscribe? Yes, please. Recommended For You Based On Your Preferences? Don't mind if I do. Turn On Cookies? Om nom nom! You scrolled down to the ends of the internet and found Valhalla. The machine shows you the world for what it is: content all. In the beginning was it. Consume it, become it. Content in, content out.

You're the algo's little bitch.

Possessions 

- A Smartphone, Smartwatch, Smart Ring, Smart Underpants

- 30m of Jumbled Electric Cables and Chargers

- An Extremely Online Cult Following

- Staff

Advanced Skills

- 4 Search Engine Optimization

- 3 Influencing

Special

You have a preternatural sense for what gets picked up by the algorithm. A single post from you can send shockwaves across the whole internet. Governments have buckled on your say-so. Memestock has soared and plunged by the stroke of your fingers.

You must spend at least four hours every night on the internet to maintain your powers, which you can use once daily. As a result, you only regain 1d3 Stamina on a night's rest.

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