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Name/Handle: Trau Mir
Sex: Male
Age: 26
Height: 6'0"
Weight: 225 lbs
Eye Colour: Blue
Hair Style/Colour: Short black hair.
Skin Tone: Light white complexion
Occupation: Vagrant Solo
Faction Affiliation: None
Cybernetics

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-Synaptic Boost
-Pain Dampener
-Control Interface
-Kinetic Network
-Light, subdermal bodyplating
Basic Equipment

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{Self} Heavy canvas coat, loose pants, steel-toed boots, small survival knapsack (basics), katana, punching dagger, light submachinegun (Uzi), dirtbike {with Gypsies} Gasmask, night vision, goggles, helmet, modified combat fatigues.
Background Story [optional]: "Trau Mir" wasn't always Trau Mir's name; Trau Mir once went by another name, but he doesn't use that name anymore. Not after the ziabatsu massacre, anyway. It's safer that way...

...about the name: It means "trust me" in German. It is believed that Trau Mir is of German decent, although this isn't the reason why he uses the name; he uses the name because those were the last words he heard come out of an assassin's mouth right after Trau's family was gunned down.

Trau was hiding. Trau has always been good at hiding. Trau was eight.

General Attitude: Non-plussed; essentially he lives to see the next dawn. Since his family was killed, a survival instinct kicked in, and that's been his only driving factor. He knows that there is something out there worth living for...but he hasn't figured out just what that something is yet...

Name/Handle: Kaeda
Sex: Female
Age: 17
Height: 4'7"
Weight: 95
Eye Colour: Gray/Silver
Hair Style/Colour: Short/cropped blue
Skin Tone: Almost impossible to ascertain, but seems relatively dark.
Occupation: Scavenger
Faction Affiliation: Cyberia?
Cybernetics

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Mechanically enhanced right arm
Rocket boots that allow limited flight
Gauntlet that is capable of extending into a crossbow facility
Tail attachment that looks authentically like a racoon's
Digitally enhanced eyes (capable of binocular like enhancement as to vision)
Basic Equipment

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A quiver full of arrows (and the arrows in turn full of metallic shards)
A collector that can be slung across the back or carried with two hands.
A hand-held tazer that is stored in her boots.
Background Story [optional]: May add in later~
General Attitude: Glum, yet silent.

Name:Sebastian Leadstorm (Updated)
Sex: Male
Age: 24
Height: 6'4
Weight: 175lbs
Eye Colour: Grey
Hair Style/Colour:Black, chin length, straight, usually has a wet look to it
Skin Tone: Caucasian
Occupation: Thrill-seeker/man for hire (he does what there's money and excitement in doing)
Faction Affiliation: Independant
Cybernetics

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Left arm (Wolvers, retractable elbow blade), right ear(Cellphone) and eye(Times squatre marquee, thermal vision, telescopic vision, targeting sight)
Adrenal implant(Overhauled), Sectionalized, re-inforced heart to handle the higher pulserates caused by the adrenal implant (Not 100% effective)
Wireless Smartgun links in both palms (still has to hold the guns for them to fire, but doesn't have to plug anything in)
Vehicle Cyberlink
Basic Equipment

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Twin 11mm pistols customized for his grip, recoil set to match his body, Custom design engravings, including their names, 'Chaos' and 'Calamity' starfire rounds, hollowpoint rounds, AP rounds, 2 clips of each. kept in cargo pockets of pants.
Biker Leather Jacket, Baggy Street Camo Pants, Pump-Action combat 8guage Shotgun with folding stock (Franchasi style)customized, named 'Carnage', incindiary rounds, Razorshot shells, buckshot shells, slugs, Grenade shells. all color coded and kept in varius pockets of his coat or on the shotgun itself
Motorcycle
Background Story [optional]: When he was 15 A corporation arranged for his nomad pack to be slaughtered to cover up the assassination of a fugitive from the company's intelligence department. The raid came while he was out searching the combat zone for salvageable supplies. When he returned to the camp, he found nothing but burning vrehicles and tents, and charred, mutilated, smouldering bodies. He has dedicated his life to finding out who gave the order to have his pack destroyed and make them pay.
More Recently, he made a rather formidable enemy out of a Chromer gang a few cities away from Daitokai #3 in his fleeing of this group of miscriants, along with his search for answers to the destruction of his family, brought him to Daitokai
General Attitude: Lives for the moment, Throws Caution to the Wind, Only Loyalties are to himself and his addiction to thrills.
weakness: As good as he is at making valuable allies, he's that much better at making enemies. He is constantly hunted by people who feel he owes them something from his past. when you live fast, the people you pass up tend to catch up to you eventually...

Character 2:
Name:Edward Roland Chambers
Sex: Male
Age: 32
Height: 6'0"
Weight: 165lbs
Eye Colour: Blue, peircing blue
Hair Style/Colour: Short, neat, dark brown hair
Skin Tone: Tanned, but caucasian
Occupation: Corporate Executive VP of Sombra & Tet
Faction Affiliation: None
Cybernetics

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Pain Dampner, right eye with TS marquee, infrared, and metal/hard objects detector, Sectionalized heart, internal Datacom/phone, Vehicle Cyberchip.
Basic Equipment

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Cellphone, Breifcase, Colt .45 kept in breast pocket of suit, TraumaTeam Emergency Card, Spire entrance/membership card. Wears 3 Peice Suits, custom Tailored, worth more than most homes.
Background Story [optional]: Was raised with the best, to be the best, and has always been expected to live up to an outrageous image. Came from a long line of Corporate Tycoons, and is expected to keep on the family name. He has been given the elite treatment since birth, and has gotten used to it. he was the epitome of the spoiled rich kid, and when he grew up, he did everything in his power to afford to keep up the lifestyle. he is ruthless, skilled, and leathal with money.
General Attitude: People are tools, a means to an end. if you can get a better position by using them, do so.

Name/Handle: Raoulin de Jenier / Danchou
Sex:Male
Age:40
Height:5'11"
Weight:185lbs
Eye Colour:pale blue
Hair Style/Colour:loose and short/fiber red
Skin Tone:pasty
Occupation:Head of Field Security; Cybernetic Consumer Omnipresence
Faction Affiliation:CCO
Cybernetics

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Cyberbrain
Datajack
Optijack
Sub-dermal Plating
Sub-dermal Comm Set
Lifesaver
Mnemonic Jack
Mnemonic Bridge
Eagle Eye
Basic Equipment

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large custom sedan, black.
moderate array of personal firearms, supplied by CCO
Background Story [optional]:A military brat, Raoulin joined the AEM [American Empire Military] prior to the war. His excellence in combat and ability to lead and keep his men alive gave him way to a job leading a small Special Forces outfit after the official end of the war to ensure the AE wasn't being betrayed, while getting the most out of the trust of their allied countries illegally. After an ambushed job that left most of his men dead, and him severely injured, the AE denied all knowledge of his affiliation and left him in the hands of South American United Nations Military.
6 Years of POW treatment came to a sudden end when the SAUN disbanded and abandoned all the collected POWs off the coast of what was once Chile. After calling in all the favors he earned over the years in the AE government, he was given a new identity and SIN and allowed to be a free man under the condition that he never reveal what he did while in the special forces. A surprise lobotomy and forced addition of a Military Grade Mnemonic Jack ensured that.
di Jenier now works for the Cybernetic Consumer Omnipresence, a multi-national organization who's head office is located in Daitokai #3 just east of Spire. CCO's main function in society is to regulate standards on cybernetics and to deal with those that illegally modify cybernetics in a way as to cause the person risk of cyber madness. The company gets away with most things, but usually plays the part of the "men in black," only showing up when needed and always just early enough to let everyone know that 'Omnipresence' isn't just for show.
As Head of Field Security, Raoulin works with a small group of special agents that answer only to him much like his SF group. Danchou's main priority is to gather information and gain allies in the criminal world in hopes of stopping the plague of cyber madness murders in Daitokai #3.

[[Background story collaborated by me and Tinfoiler, so nothing in my background messes up his timeline stuff. Thanks again TinTin! ]]

General Attitude:Ex-American Empire Special Forces, calm and collected. Use to giving commands and having them done. Ever wary of any situation, which is only parrayed by his full confidence in his abilities and experience.

Name/Handle: Eseen Hawkins

Sex: Female

Age: 15

Height: 5'6"

Weight: 140lb

Eye Colour: Grey

Hair Style/Colour: Kept short, messed up and silver.

Skin Tone: Light brown/olive

Occupation: Thief

Faction Affiliation: lol affiliation

Cybernetics: None

Abilities: Eseen has an inherent ability to speed up the vibration of inanimate molecules of objects to destablise the structure, causing them to ignite or even reach critical mass allowing the object to become explosive. This effect is proportional to the amount of physical energy she can manifest, making her metabolism irregular due to the erratic use of this ability at random intervals.

Basic Equipment

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A hunting knife stolen from an unwary shopkeeper and usually a few small cheap throwing knives which she uses in conjunction with her powers.

Background Story [optional]: Nobody knows who Eseen is. Not even she does. That's not because she has something cliche like amnesia from any type of strange injury from some forgotten epic battle. She can remember every articulate detail of her life from when she first began to have the ability to remember things. It just so happens she doesn't know who she is because she is nobody and for the most part, she'd like things to stay as such.

From what Eseen knows of her parents, they had abandoned her to close relatives. Her desire to meet up with them was met up with a sense of apathy throughout her entire life, even now. Of the family who brought her up, she holds no ties to. Always with the attitude of fending for themselves, she was only looked after until she could scrummage her own food out of trash cans. This also suited her, never having to depend on anybody to screw up.

As she grew older, she quickly discovered her natural abilities were slightly beyond human. Able to speed up the vibration of molecules from inanimate objects to a speed fast enough to set it alight or even reach critical mass, it didn't take much in the way of a thought process to use this to her advantage in survival. It wasn't long before she had realised this ability gave her the means to more than just survive, but live comfortably.

Money was stolen, heists were pulled and she could have lived the high life easily. Well, assuming she had not been sloppy enough to be identified by authorities. Before she hit her teens, she was on the run. Her home suburb far behind her and long forgotten as she moved states, countries and eventually the planet. She was practically rolling in money and would have settled down if it wasn't for the fact she enjoyed her wild and unpredictable life.

Assuming she did, it wouldn't have lasted long. The planet's authorities were aware of her departure from the planet and requested she be brought to justice. The police had their hands tied in red tape, Assassins were outlawed, and she was too much of a small fry to a Mercenary. While she was aware of this to get away scott free, there was a fatal flaw in her plan. She was about to find out very quickly what a Fixer was.

General Attitude: Generally apathetic about most things but has a clearly visible untamed wild streak which makes her unpredictable.

Name/Handle: Ian Grahm/ Red
Sex: Male
Age: 23
Height: 5'10"
Weight: 140 lbs
Eye Colour: monochrome grey, as his eyes are obviously cybernetic
Hair Style/Colour: medium~short/ Walnut Brown
Skin Tone: A tanned pale
Occupation: Wetwork
Faction Affiliation: none
Cybernetics

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Spring Motion
Kinetic Network
Balance Enhancer
Synaptic Boost
Neural Bridge
Optijack/Cybereyes w/ Night/Thermographic/UV/and Spheric Sonic imaging
Retractable Climbing Claws (think Gargoyals)
Nanocomputer
Multiwavelength lightsource w/ ultrasonic output
Datajack w/Induction Port
Appearance: Red is lean, but you couldn't tell. His baggy coat, matte black jeans, and matte black body shirt destroy his outline and make it hard to see where he stops and his clothing begins, or where the shadows begin. His eyes are straight non-reflective grey. No iris, pupil or white stuff. Over his left brow is a semi-arch of circles that follow his brow line. They look like a pericing, but are much more. With his fingers not being hidden by his fingerless gloves, you can see that the fingernails are perfectly trimmed, giving rise to the thought that the fingers are all fake. With his brown hair slicked back, he looks business. The way he holds himself doesn't hurt.
Basic Equipment

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Machine Pistol w/ extended clip modification. Standard and AP rounds in seperate magazines.
6 inch combat knife w/ triple point aggregated diamond nanorod blade (harder then standard diamond). The blade and handle are grounded continious and kill current that they touch. magnetic boots
magnetic gloves
white-noise generator (active soundwave interference generator)
fake SIN
Floor length Duster with Armored inner linning and a retractible garrot in the left shoulder.
Background Story [optional]: Originally the son of a wealthy businessman who was willing to buy him all of the toys he wanted. Got his bioware and most of the cyberware that way. But when a coporate espionage attack killed the father, Red was forced out onto the streets as there was nobody to take him in. With his angst at the world, he quickly went to work taking it out on others, though he was 16. He became was he hated most. He became like the person who killed his father.
By the time that realization set in, it didn't matter to Red, he was amoral about death and saw it as a means to an end.
General Attitude: Not the talkative type and the master of cold harsh logic. A man of his word that refuses to let a debt go unpaid.

Sex: Male
Age: 23
Height: 5"9
Weight: 178lbs
Eye Colour: white
Hair Style/Colour:Blondish white, short to shoulder high hair
Skin Tone: pale white
Occupation: Freelancing Bounty hunter- Tracks down crinimals or hostages in the city or the surroundings, due to Cyberware and Bioware his job is much eaiser.
Faction Affiliation: None
Cybernetics

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Adrenal Chip
Bioscanner
Body Plating
GPS Pod
Nanocomputer
Night Vision
Retractable Claws
Cyberlimb(Fore arms, on both arms)
Lifesaver

Basic Equipment

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Shotgun(12 gauge)
Tasers
Background Story [optional]:
TheoBane was born in Daitokai #3 city, in the amon netra. He was raised from a young age to move silently and to kill without emotion,He occasionaly did work for the cops or gangsters or parents whos children are kiddnapped. What ever job it was, TheoBane did it and without moaning or answering back, He also never let a client down yet.
General Attitude:
Silent and emtionless, but very lonely and can easily be upset about familys
Apperance