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Name/Handle: Ranewater Calder AKA Tinfoiler
Sex: Male
Age: 36
Height: 168cm
Weight: 79.3kg
Eye Colour: Purple/Grey
Hair Style/Colour: Shoulderblade length, strait and grey
Skin Tone: Pale
Occupation: Crimelord/Decker
Faction Affiliation: Ashe Daughter Gang [leader]
Cybernetics

:

-Cyberbrain
-Datajack
-Optijack
-Mnemonic Jack
-Cybernetic Arm x2
-Optical Targeting Module
-Gun Link
-Sonic Vision, Grade 3
-Analytic Smell
-Flexi-Joints
Basic Equipment

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Weapon of Choice:
Filament Blades
Description:
Of average height and weight, Calder can usually blend in well in a crowd. He is usually seen with his favourite Jacket on, a dark faded green duster with the sleeves removed to show is shoulder-sleeve tatoos, Which resemble a circle with tribal lightning reaching from his neck to his elbows. Wears moderately baggy cargo pants to keep most of his gizmos on him, and big combat boots. The most distinguishing feature to Calder is his head. He has the deepest purple eyes you will ever see, but he cannot use them, he is blind. His long grey hair reaches just past his shoulder blades and is dirty as often as not. If you catch a view of him from a distance, it would seem that his is just like any other person or decker, just with the appearance and air of someone that is partially faded out of existance.
Background Story [optional]:
General Attitude:Calder is not evil by any means, he lives for the struggle,
for the hunt.

[really bad attempt at my drawing him with wacom]

Name/Handle: WinterMute
Sex: NA
Age: 8
Height: 159cm
Weight: 130kg
Eye Colour: Fiber Obtic True Colour
Hair Style/Colour: Grayish Blue
Skin Tone: Pale-Opaque
Occupation: Ring Hunter
Faction Affiliation: Hunters of the Midnight Sun
Cybernetics

:

+ full cybernetic body [only brain and spine are natural]
_ - endoskeleton
_ - exoskeleton
_ - muscle replacements
_ - cybernetic limbs
_ - brain case
- concealed firearm
- control interface
- nanocomputer
- datajack
- optijack
- retractable claws [finger razors]
- voice mask, extended version
- spring motion
- telsa shielding
- polar born
- zero-g adaptation
Basic Equipment

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Background Story [optional]: Originally an AI program for the Tessier-Ashpool company, the original Wintermute program merged with its twin AI, Neuromancer and became a new, content being. Severl years later, the AI's brain program was trapped in the brain of the late 3Jane of T-A. Cut off from the rest of its body, the program could only access cyberspace by the regular means a person could, a deck. Over time, the program eluded its watchers and managed to fake the death of the 3Jane body making the Tessier-Ashpool company believe it to be destroyed. During this stunt the program, which reverted to the name Wintermute once again, learnt that because it was trapped in a mortal body, there would come a time that it would die, which was a new concept for an AI program. Wintermute then began systematically breaking and hacking its way through the black market surgens replacing the weak flesh with beautiful metals, and with an AI instead of a regular mind, it was able to take to the parts, where a human mind would of gone mad ten times over. The only thing it could not replace was the reproductive organs [which it did not want or need], the brain, and the spine. With both the brain and the spine made of mortal cells, Wintermute understands that it has only slowed down the enevitable, but a lost magic realised in a new technology may be what it is searching for . . .
General Attitude: Calm, collective, and always looking for ways to advance its search for immortality.

Sex:D.O.M or Dom for short
Age:32
Height:181cm [6'1"]
Weight:110kg [242lbs]
Eye Colour:Grey
Hair Style/Colour:Shaved
Skin Tone:Pale
Occupation:Street Samurai
Faction Affiliation:None
Cybernetics

:

- Adrenal Chip
- Endoskeleton
- Body Plating
- Muscle Replacements
- Pain Dampener
- Nictating Membranes
- Spring Motion
- Tesla Shielding
Basic Equipment

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Background Story [optional]: Raised in a military family in the American Empire, Dom was a hometown hero with ambitions of being a military hero when the 4th War occured. Left for dead by his unit, the Japanese nationals scrapped what remained of him up and used his DIA status to perform horrible experiments on him til his escape 3 years later. Upon returning to his homeland, he was arrested and charged with treason. When his surviving squadmates testified aginst him, he was sentenced to death. Dead for 47 hours, his body reanimated and he killed the morticians and struck out on his own with mixed memories of his passed.
Like a child with a gun, this new being, hardly a man but little of anything else, quickly took up the trade of mercenary. With his unique body failing him, he does the fast and loose jobs of the Sprawl to get his temporary fix. All-the-while dreaming of the day he can get his former comrades back.
General Attitude: Not easy to get along with, Dom socializes very little. He is fluent in many tongues, money being his best. Reckless and tiresome, only death will stop him from finishing a contract.

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Name/Handle: Kite Teknolaiz/Bad Guy
Sex: male
Age: 18
Height: 5' 11"
Weight:180
Eye Colour: left eye- gold, right eye- hazel
Hair Style/Colour: short, shaggy/brown
Skin Tone:fair
Occupation: wandering assassin
Faction Affiliation: none
Cybernetics

:
analytic touch
Acoustic jack
Body plating
Concealed firearm- laser, deactivated visible beam
Control interface
Data jack
Directional hearing
Filters
Flare compensator
Gps pod
Gun Link
Nano computer
Optijack
Cyber eye
Parabolic hearing
Sonic compensator
Secure subdermal comm. Set
Synaptic Boost
Telescopic vision
Coagulant factory
Neural bridge
Spring motion
Combat reflexes

Basic Equipment
: machine pistol, dart gun(tranquilizer)
Background Story: unknown
General Attitude: shy, calm, coolheaded.

Name/Handle: Mark Zenzo / Reaper

Sex: Male
Age: 23
Height: 205.74Cm [6'9"]
Weight: 95.25Kg [210 Lbs]
Eye Color: Crimson
Hair Style/Color: Short, Black, and Spiked Back
Skin Tone: Tan

Occupation: Bounty Hunter/ Mercenary
Faction Affiliation: None

Cybernetics :
-Nanocomputer
-Datajack
-Endoskeleton
--Body Plating
--Cyberlimb (Both Arms and Both Legs)
-Muscle Replacements
-Cyber Eye (Both Eyes)
--Optijack
---Bioscanner
---Thermographic Vision
---Night vision
-Analytic Touch
-Pain Dampener
-Filters
-Learning Enhancer
-Coagulant Factory
-Neural Bridge
-Combat Reflexes
-Owl
Basic Equipment :
Primary Weapon(s):
-90Kg Minigun
--Custom Cut, 50. Cal Round, Box Clips
--Computerized Targeting System
-Bolt-Action Sniper Rifle
--50 Cal, Anti-Armor rounds
--10X Scope
Secondary Weapons(s):
-Boot Holstered Vibrodaggers
-Thigh Holstered MP5K
Gear:
-A Dark-Steel Bettle, for emergencies
-CENTAUR mecha

Background Story : Mark was an orphan all of his life. He was crippled at birth and when he was found the orphanage gave him an outdated prosthetic body. At the orphanage he met a kid in his teens that taught Mark how to survive in this world. Mark looked at this boy as a father figure. Then one fateful day the orphanage was bought by a megacorp and was evacuated. His father figure tried to save the orphanage, but was only shot and killed for getting in the way and trespassing on private property. Saddened Mark left the city and found his way to Daitokai #3 when he was 16. There he made money off a gun shop he started, after several odd jobs. He then enhanced his prosthetic body into a more cybernetic body. He now lives in the Butcher's Fields of Daitokai #3 and owns the Heavy Arms gun shop.
General Attitude: He is hot-headed at times and is serious almost all the time and isn't humored easily, except in the death of others. Doesn't care much about customers of his shop, as long as he gets the credits.

Name/Handle: Michael Emmett/ Thoreau (that should give you some idea of his personality...)
Sex: Male
Age: 19
Height: 5'7"
Weight: 134
Eye Colour: Gray-green
Hair Style/Colour: Chestnut brown, unruly, cut messily. The longest strands are nearly level with his chin.
Skin Tone: Freckly, slightly pale
General Appearance: Michael is wiry and thin, with a gangly, adolescent, awkward look to him. His ex-girlfriend once told him he looked like some sad kid who'd lied about his age to join the army, which is probably why he started growing his hair out. He wears glasses, which tend to get him some funny looks. His face is thin and angular, with an aquiline nose, sharp cheekbones, and a rather pointed-looking chin.
Occupation: Runs a bookstore about a mile out of town, selling mostly old books. Business is pretty slow, and sometimes he thinks of it as nothing but a private library where his friends come on occasion to trade all and sundry things, rarely including actual money, for his books.
Faction Affiliation: None yet, but it would be much appreciated if the Hellhounds made sure not to get too crowded for him to fit!
Cybernetics

:

None, nada, niet.
Basic Equipment

:

-Revolver (I'm not the type who knows calibers. Let's just say if you shot it into a watermelon, you'd have no more watermelon, if you shot it into a wooden wall, you'd still pretty much have a wall. If you were wearing armor and it shot you, you'd laugh, if you weren't wearing armor, you probably wouldn't. If anyone can come up with what that would be to someone who knows jackshit about calibers, I'd be thankful.)
-Compressor gun
-Pulser
Background Story [optional]: He lives outside of the city, but lately the city's been getting very close to where he lives. So he's decided to fight back.
General Attitude: He can't stand cybernetics. He sees it as unnatural, and is disgusted by the way people seem to act different and be entirely different because they've got metal in them. He's the idealistic, straight-laced, opinionated type, and even though he's a good fighter, he's more or less just a bookworm by nature. He's very observant, but often self-conscious and shy. When he's working towards something he believes in, however, his more courageous side comes out.