You came from a lab, not from a womb. Perhaps you were grown in a Progenitor facility, woven from plants, shaped from the elements, or crafted from parts of dead bodies in some flesh-tinkerer’s workshop. Whatever your origins, you don’t truly fit in with natural-born humans. A combination of self-doubt and social alienation – or perhaps a sense that you’re far better than your so-called peers – keeps you at arm’s length from the human social realm.

In game terms, this Flaw inflicts penalties on social rolls in many situations; the specifics depend upon your origins, attitude, and company, but they’ll impede your character in significant ways. You don’t need to take this Flaw, incidentally, if your character is a construct. Those penalties reflect an artificial person who stands out in a crowd, not one who fits in comfortably with her world.