Age: 23
Sex: M
Home Continent: South America
Appearance: Ángelo stands at 6'1 with a build resembling that of a profesional fútbolista (soccer player). He has short, messy hair darker than the void of space and a black leather jacket to match. His skin is somewhere between baige and cherry, and his body is covered in tattoos (the most noticable being a red dragon wraped around his right arm and a blue wraped around his left).
Personality: Ángelo is a smartass. The nice way to put it is that he has a sense of humor and a proclivity for good clean fun, but in reality he's an iconoclast who likes to pick at the pillars of established society and make those who would claim authority over him look like fools. His words are sharper than the switchblades he grew up with, but he honestly is a kind person, especially to those who need his help. His joking nature also leads to him being nigh impossible to actually anger beyond minor annoyance. However, there is a select list of things that will instantly add you to the list of people who'll regret ever hearing the name Ángelo Rodrigo García de la Rosa.
Bio: Ángelo Rodrigo García de la Rosa was born in Buenas Aires. It was one of the only cities in South America to actually have enough money and prowess to fortify itself without a BAITR branch to support the defense. People flocked to BA by the millions. The city's outer rim turned into a hive of bodies climbing on top of each other to survive on what resources the city had. It became a warzone. Aside from the occasional AI infiltration, one of which killed his father Rodrigo, the vast majority of the violence was between gangs trying to control the supply of rations aloted to the various neighborhoods. To help care for his little brothers and sister, Ángelo joined up with a crew known around town as Los Ases de Fuego (the aces of fire). From the time he was 16, Ángelo ran opps for Los Ases in exchange for a cut of the rations taken from other gangs. But it seems the humans were taking too long to kill each other off. Last week, Buenas Aires went dark. It was early in the morning. Eplosions started poping up across the city. They were everywhere in minutes. Ángelo came home to a pile of rubble and corpses, even his 11 year old sister. He barely made it out of the city with his life, but he may not have that much longer. After waking up to a burning hostel room and discovering a miriad of pyrokinetic and electrical energies eminating from his tattoos, he knew. One of them got a hold of him, and now he's in Rio to make sure it's him who gets a hold of it.
Code Cores
Code Core 1
Tattoos criscrossing the entire body. A red dragon wraping around the right arm and a blue around the left, red/blue dragon wings on his back, and scale tattoos across his chest and down his legs.
Tier: Standard
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B.A.I.T.R Standing: 21
Health: 160/160
Control Limit: 128
Skill: 11 [If your A.I. Core improves this stat, show the altered stat here, if not, remove the box]
Strength: 11 [If your A.I. Core improves this stat, show the altered stat here, if not, remove the box]
Defence: 20 [If your A.I. Core improves this stat, show the altered stat here, if not, remove the box]
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