04-25-2012, 01:12 AM
Name: Matt Shald
Age: 35
Appearance: Black hair, average height, big boots, medium long hair, long goatee. Wears shades a lot. The shades are to cover his one green and one red eye. He is part machine – one arm, one eye and part of his torso. He also has various other metal plates and rods in his body from previous less serious injuries. This makes him pretty tough.
Personality: Your regular badass. Enjoys explosions. Enjoys carnage (of the Darklings of course). Enjoys video games... A bit too much if you ask me.
Rank: Technology expert and Dr Frost's guinea pig (she tests stuff on him... from time to time. Oh woe behold me.) She also calls on him for help with anything technology related, if she can't handle it herself of course.
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Skills:
Machine Heart – He understands machines and technology intuitively and is good at building things.
Pain Tolerance – His numerous previous injuries damaged his nerves, he doesn't feel a lot of pain.
Solis Fusion – He can create incredibly intense heat for a short amount of time but it tires him out if over used. This can be harnessed in smaller quantities as a kind of fusion bolt – a projectile. Much less tiring and good for taking out distant enemies. He used to be able to do this with ease in the past, but he lost part of his natural abilities when he lost parts of his body.
Warrior of Solis – He can tap into other sources of Solis energy thanks to the coupling between machinery and his organic body. He can harvest it for himself or pass it on to others.
Shock Proofing – Thanks to his less than complete natural body, pure energy attacks are less effective on him.
Weapons:
Ebony: A medium length black blade he created himself, forged using his own Solis Fusion technique. Effective against Darklings and handy at close range.
Ivory: A white gun he created himself which, when travelling or in a fight, he plugs into his body and it fires a mix of his own Solis energy and a charge of electricity. An effective mid-range weapon.
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Backstory: He used to be a normal human... Or should I say Hunter? But one day he took his Solis Fusion technique too far and it almost destroyed him. In the explosion, he lost an eye, all his body hair and clothes, an arm, half his torso including half his heart, and broke half the bones in his body. Luckily, he now wears new clothes and his hair grew back.
Matt groaned as he woke up feeling groggy. His hair was a mess and he was mostly naked. He scratched at the scar across his chest where his real body ended and his mechanical body began, then stretched. Looking around he realised he had turned around during his sleep and was now facing the opposite way on his bed. No one knew about his nightmares, he kept on a calm and collected front at all times.
He showered, shaved leaving just his goatee, and got dressed in his usual heavy clothes. He put on his shades and walked down the stairs.
"Ah, Vodka." He nodded at Zara, reaching for the bottle. "This can't be good for you first thing in the morning you know?" he said, then gulped a bit down, wiped his mouth, then walked through the front doors into the crisp morning air.
Age: 35
Appearance: Black hair, average height, big boots, medium long hair, long goatee. Wears shades a lot. The shades are to cover his one green and one red eye. He is part machine – one arm, one eye and part of his torso. He also has various other metal plates and rods in his body from previous less serious injuries. This makes him pretty tough.
Personality: Your regular badass. Enjoys explosions. Enjoys carnage (of the Darklings of course). Enjoys video games... A bit too much if you ask me.
Rank: Technology expert and Dr Frost's guinea pig (she tests stuff on him... from time to time. Oh woe behold me.) She also calls on him for help with anything technology related, if she can't handle it herself of course.
* * * * *
Skills:
Machine Heart – He understands machines and technology intuitively and is good at building things.
Pain Tolerance – His numerous previous injuries damaged his nerves, he doesn't feel a lot of pain.
Solis Fusion – He can create incredibly intense heat for a short amount of time but it tires him out if over used. This can be harnessed in smaller quantities as a kind of fusion bolt – a projectile. Much less tiring and good for taking out distant enemies. He used to be able to do this with ease in the past, but he lost part of his natural abilities when he lost parts of his body.
Warrior of Solis – He can tap into other sources of Solis energy thanks to the coupling between machinery and his organic body. He can harvest it for himself or pass it on to others.
Shock Proofing – Thanks to his less than complete natural body, pure energy attacks are less effective on him.
Weapons:
Ebony: A medium length black blade he created himself, forged using his own Solis Fusion technique. Effective against Darklings and handy at close range.
Ivory: A white gun he created himself which, when travelling or in a fight, he plugs into his body and it fires a mix of his own Solis energy and a charge of electricity. An effective mid-range weapon.
* * * * *
Backstory: He used to be a normal human... Or should I say Hunter? But one day he took his Solis Fusion technique too far and it almost destroyed him. In the explosion, he lost an eye, all his body hair and clothes, an arm, half his torso including half his heart, and broke half the bones in his body. Luckily, he now wears new clothes and his hair grew back.
Matt groaned as he woke up feeling groggy. His hair was a mess and he was mostly naked. He scratched at the scar across his chest where his real body ended and his mechanical body began, then stretched. Looking around he realised he had turned around during his sleep and was now facing the opposite way on his bed. No one knew about his nightmares, he kept on a calm and collected front at all times.
He showered, shaved leaving just his goatee, and got dressed in his usual heavy clothes. He put on his shades and walked down the stairs.
"Ah, Vodka." He nodded at Zara, reaching for the bottle. "This can't be good for you first thing in the morning you know?" he said, then gulped a bit down, wiped his mouth, then walked through the front doors into the crisp morning air.