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 Posted: Fri Jan 01, 2010 6:12 am
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Posted: Fri Jan 01, 2010 8:16 pm
Character Name: Ren Tsuba
Product Number: 4C01
Character Age: 31 but looks 25
Gender: Male
Character Type: Free willed Robotica
Weapon/s: Skilled in sword combat but does not carry a weapon normally
Modification/s: Reinforced bones (bones won’t break), prosthetic muscles (strengthened), Synthetic Skin (harder to cut/pierce or age), Robotic eyes (pick up small details and distances better).
Character History: Before Ren was modified her used to help his father run a dojo but unfoundedly a bomb raid during the war destroyed that town killing most. Ren, barely alive was used as a subject for Robotica. Now ten years after the release of the condemned Robotica he is currently making a living as a bartender in an bar/inn In a large farming town along the highway.
Other/Personality: His hearing, speech, smell and touch are the same as an average unmodified human and the majority of his internal organs remain untouched. He has to have a lot of iron in his diet because of Anaemia caused by his modifications. Ren is well mannered and smart but has a tendency to be lonely and hide what he truly feels.
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Posted: Sun Jan 03, 2010 3:39 am
Character Name: Byron Olson Character Age: 19 Gender: male Character Type: He is a civilian and works as a chemist with his father. Weapon/s: He carries a .45 pistol and a swiss army knife with him at all times. Character History: Byron can't remember a time without the robotica keeping peace. He apprenticed under his father and was taught everything there is to know about chemicals. He is happy that war has been done away with by the Robotica. Athough since the end of wars his father's business lost some money because they made chemical weapons and bombs for the military. When Byron was younger he read alot of fantasy books about ancient heros, and because of that he yearns for adventure and wants to be a hero like the ones he has read about. Other/Personality: Byron has had a happy life, but was too distracted with learning from his father to ever do much else. So he loves meeting new people, and loves talking with strangers. He is generally upbeat, but has a habit of trusting people too much. Looks: 
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Posted: Sun Jan 03, 2010 8:24 am
Character Name: Amallia Einhart
Product Number: 92V4
Character Age: 26, her body no longer ages though due to prosthetics.
Gender: Female
Character Type: Amallia is only partially Free-Willed due to unforeseen circumstances.
Weapon/s: A basic Plasma Pistol, A combat knife
Modification/s:
Observational Equipment: Amallia's left eye was replaced with a camera which gives a live video feed to a private party (currently unknown to Amallia) the eye's colour scheme is the same as her own eye and functions basically the same - to her knowledge.
Prosthetic Skin: The majority of her skin was severely burned or scarred when she became a Robotica and for the sake of making her look "brand new" her skin was also changed with prosthetics, bit by bit. Giving her body a permanent state of "beauty" (that would be until the prosthetics need replacing) and of course making her skin harder to pierce or bruise.
Reinforced Skeleton: Amallia's bones being rather fragile due to circumstances of her life before being experimented had to be reinforced or most work on her body was sure to fail or more than likely make her to heavy for her skeleton to hold. Her skeleton was coated over with a thin layer metal which gave her a minor increase in physical strength, but there was a failure in the alloy used causing Amallia's body to become physically unbalanced on occasion.
Logistics Programs: Amallia was outfitted with a special system that is connected to her mind which gives her use over a virtual database which she can use to figure things out or if need be learn about things she doesn't understand. Outside of this it can be harmful to Amallia considering it's proximity from her brain - improper use may result in death.
Character History: Amallia was born to a family unable to support her, a family that abandoned her the first chance they got. Forced to raise herself as a small child all she learned was that everything was out to get her. It wasn't a sense of paranoia instead it was a harsh realisation that her life meant nothing to the other tortured souls living in slums. Through sheer luck Amallia survived until coming into her 20's where she eventually found work at a bar just outside of the slums.
Things were looking up in Amallia's life with a job that paid and no one actually intending to hurt her outside of idiots who liked to mock her battered appearance, which was easy enough to ignore. Eventually there was an attack of vandalism on the bar for what reason is still unknown but the bar owner and Amallia both were caught in the violence, the bar was lit up in flames and Amallia escaped barely by leaping from a window - but by the time she'd worked up the courage to jump her clothes had already been set alight and the fall only served to knock her unconscious.
At the mercy of strangers Amallia was lucky that she found herself in hospital, with a stern looking man sitting next to the bed. It had turned out the man was a scientist looking for "candidates" and Amallia was a perfect specimen, no one would miss her if she suddenly vanished and she had no family to go back to anyway. Not to mention she owed the man for paying for the medical treatment.
After ending up in Robotica and being used in the experiments, Amallia soon found her memories rather blurry and how she ended up there was something of a dream as opposed to a believable memory. When at last the Robotica where set free from the condemnation, she didn't no where to go and before she knew it had resulted to thievery for her survival, but she didn't complain for now.
Other/Personality: Amallia is mostly quiet, until someone is able to spark off her personality in which case she becomes a rude mouthed and crude girl who is easily angered and seemingly always annoyed.
Due to the fact Amallia's free will is something of a fake, she often blacks out only to find herself in a different location with something unusual having transpired - in a sense she's a liability to all other Robotica.
Looks: Amallia
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Posted: Sun Jan 03, 2010 8:56 am
Character Name:Lillian Rosenburg Character Age: 19 Gender: Female Character Type: Fugitive Scientist Weapon/s: A hand held computer that can link to any mechanical machine (used for hacking and information gathering). A Stun Gun (shoots out an electrical frequency that shocks and stuns the opponent ) Character History: Lillian's Father and Mother where a few of the head scientists in the Robotica project. She was their assistant and was destined to take over their places when they retired but sadly that day would never come. After her mother and father disobeyed the governments orders to kill the free willed Robotica and the first one was found dead her parents were taken and executed. She had hid under the floor boards while she watched her father and mother being taken away and heard the gun shots in the distance. She stayed below the floor for many days for fear of being captured. After all the commotion had gone she slowly arose from her hiding place and ran as fast as she could out of there. She ended up passing out in the forest when some villagers found her and took her in. She has been living with them in secret ever since. Other/Personality: Lillian is very smart and could be considered quiet the hacker. She is not much of a fighter though and has to use her intellect to get herself out of dicey situations. She is weary of strangers and is often a bit standoffish at first. She feels completely responsible for the situation at hand and the guilt eats her up inside. She is determined to try and make it right by finding a cure for the Robotica that have gone crazy. Looks:
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Posted: Sun Jan 03, 2010 11:46 am
Character Name: Dae Moreau
Product Number: 4B11
Character Age: Looks like shes 13, is actually 23
Gender: Female, though sometimes its hard to tell
Character Type: Free Willed Robotica (Crazed)
Weapon/s: Her left arm can change into a serrated blade, her right hand's index finger is re-enforced with an experimental liquid metal that she uses for many things, including soldering objects together and coating other Robotica so they cannot move.
Modification/s: The scientists working on Dae did a bit of messing around with her head, allowing for excelled hearing and vision. She has lost most of her memories and has a new ability to see heat signatures. Her skin is synthetic and has a strange new type of plastic that keeps her from looking any older than 13 or so. Besides the work on her arms, there isn't any other real mods on her body.
Character History: Dae ran away from home at a very young age, and has been a rouge ever since. She wandered until she met a doctor who told her he could help her with her to be stronger and faster. He was actually a scientist working on the Robotica project, and Dae was a perfect specimen for him to work with. She was young, half dead, and alone. He took her in and showed her compassion, taught her about science and technology, and maybe even loved her. But that was until he was ordered to use her in his studies. He ended up making her into a Robotica, messing with her body and mind. Dae was warped, a twisted being that had no feelings and no regrets. The perfect sociopath. In the end the girl killed her creator and fled. Now she travels around looking for a way to get her memory back. Though because of the work on her mind, she reacts harshly in strenuous conditions, and often ends them in violence.
Other/Personality: Dae was once caring, warm, loud, and excitable. Now she is distant and cold, and often seems lost in thought. She doesn't talk much and never sleeps so she always seems tired.
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Posted: Mon Jan 04, 2010 1:15 am
Character Name: Cyan Zulimar
Character Age: 21
Gender: Female
Character Type: Civilian
Weapon/s: Small pistol, whatever she has on hand.
Character History: Even at this young age, Cyan owns an aquarium shop named Blue Lagoon. But she desires nothing more than to fly - in an airplane of course. Her time is spent between managing her shop and taking classes to become a licensed pilot. She saves up most of her money in the hopes of eventually buying her own plane. Her parents are alive and well, they support their only child no matter what. During her childhood, Cyan always wanted younger siblings but her wish was never granted. She now lives on her own in a tiny condo.
Personality: Cyan is the rowdy type but she's industrious. She doesn't pay any mind to what's considered 'polite.' She has an inherent sense of justice and a knack for bluntness. Although she's not a bully, she's not afraid to hurt someone's feelings if they're being down right nasty. She sticks up for the underdog and admires other hard workers. She loves small children. Extra: Her eyes are brown, she has blue contacts.
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Posted: Mon Jan 04, 2010 5:14 am
Character Name: I'm getting tired of these annual interviews. Especially questions like this one. What's my name? You should know, you gave it to me. You called me Michael, you named me after an angel. Is that how you see me? I'm sure they see me as a demon. Two sides of the same coin, I suppose.
Product Number: My product number is 7-004, fourth of the seventh series of Robotica. Did that sound official enough for you? Next you're going to ask me how old I think I am.
Character Age: How did I know, I wonder. Well let's see, I was around the age of 24 when you worked on me, and it has been 10 years since you made the mistake of releasing my brothers and sisters into the world. I guess that would make me around 34, give or take a few years. Do I look my age? I hope I don't have any gray hairs.
Gender: This question always confuses me, did you have a psychotic Robotica that had gender issues? Just what kind of people did you take into this program off the street? Out of line? Unless I go on a murderous rampage I can say just about anything I want in this interview as long as I answer the questions. We both know that much, who else will find the others? Oh fine then, I'm a male.
Character Type: Do I consider myself free willed? You mean the label you have placed on the other Robotica? Perhaps not in the sense you mean it as. I'm obedient, loyal, I follow every order I'm given without question. I suppose I would be under your control, but then what does that exactly mean?
Weapon/s: I'm trained with a multitude of weapons, including small arms, semi automatic rifles, demolitions, sniper rifles, hand to hand, and knife combat. Generally I carry a high caliber pistol you would not be able to fire without breaking your fingers, monomolecular wire, and monomolecular edged combat knives. I need the best I can get to clean up your mess. What do I mean by your? Humans of course, always making mistakes. Just count yourselves lucky I'm here to clean up after you.
Modification/s: Up to date of course. I enjoy my sessions under the knife, it's the only time I get a chance for sleep beyond the standard 2 hour sleep cycle I take on an average day. I even dream. Oh you want me to list them for you? You may have noticed my eyes shift more than average, that is me adjusting the various settings they can shift through. I can see on every spectrum, including vibrations in the air. My bones have obviously been enhanced. Rather than make them completely unbreakable, they are more flexible, set and repair faster. My bones also produce much higher quality cells, including a few you don't have in your blood. They fight poison, disease, and anything else that works its way into my blood. On top of that I coagulate faster, meaning it's almost impossible for me to bleed out.
The work done on my muscles allows them to break down and rebuild again much like a human, yet I'm more than capable of bending an iron bar, or crush a human skull. Most importantly I can run very fast, which is fitting considering my job. My sense of hearing is heightened. I can can resist most piercing attacks from your average gun or blade.
The scientists that work on me have tweaked my reaction speed, the most recent change. I'm still getting used to it. The best most humans can achieve is .1 seconds. Imagine the world around you slowing down, adrenaline is kicking in. Adrenaline makes humans capable of amazing feats. Great strength, speed, even determination. A natural high. Now remove the natural part from the equation, as you often do with my kind. Like a switch in my head, the world comes to a crawl. My reaction speed works on a level a human could not handle, even if they were given it. I have to thank those men in the white suits for all the drugs they have introduced into my brain over the last 12 years making my brain capable of handling such a modification.
You've turned me into the perfect hunter.
Oh I almost forgot about the last modification. The bomb inside my skull. Not my personal favorite.
Character History: I have something missing inside me. I asked the surgeons once after they were done if something was wrong with my chest. Do you know what they did? They laughed at me. It was a confusing moment. I was so young then. The surgeons knew, even if I did not. There is a hole in my heart, something is missing. Yet I don't know what it is. No... I don't remember what it is. You know, I'm sure you do. It must be a joke to you all. I lost something before I came into this life. You won't tell me what. I can see it in your eyes, the way you are laughing at me. I've had dreams, your drugs aren't working like they used to. I see a girl, I don't know who she is. I know she is beautiful beyond description. Perhaps if human language was not so lacking I could describe it to you.
The dreams are becoming more frequent. I wonder why I'm telling you this. No doubt you will scrub them clean from me. I hope you do, I really do. I must be a riot for those men in white. Do you know what they did when I told them I was waking up crying? They removed my tear ducts, and told me my eyes no longer required them to function. Listen to me, I sound pathetic. What are the dreams like? They are always the same. I'm in a room, white and clean. I'm always sitting down, holding her hand. I don't remember her name, yet I can see my mouth moving, talking to her. She tells me to leave, I can see she is upset. I do, I have always been good at following directions.
It skips ahead to a white corridor. A man in white, one I don't know from here is talking to me. His face tells me enough without needing to know the words. I think that girl in the bed was terminal, at least that is how I have pieced it together. I wake up after that, and the same question always comes to mind, how could you do this to me yet let that woman die? What made me so different? Deserving of your gifts? I of course don't have any answers, nor will you give me any.
You asked me what my name was earlier. I have more to add. During the war, I earned a few names. Two of them stuck more than any others. The first name I was given was The Hunter. Fitting, don't you agree? I thought so. The other name was given to me by my brothers and sisters. Do you know what they call me? They call me a monster. I can see it in their eyes, I can smell the disgust. Is it because I take such pleasure in what I do? Something has to fill the void, and the work I get is the only way I know of doing it. Is that why you refuse to give me a brain scrub? Am I at the brink? Perhaps a few dreams are not worth losing such a valuable asset.
I followed every order you gave me. I hunted down every man, woman, and even child you asked me to. I enjoyed every moment of it. I could hear their hearts racing, especially the ones that ran. The chase was the best part. Sticking to their heels, playing games with them. I applied many of the same principles human hunters do when they seek animals. Do not race with your prey, let them tire themselves out. I could have caught them easily, but what fun was that? Oh how I look forward to hunting down the renegades. Finally a real challenge. Do you think they have kept up to date? I doubt it, but still I bet they are more than capable of giving me trouble.
Look at me, jumping from a state of sadness to one of such joy. Which is fitting, considering the next question.
Other/Personality: How would I describe myself? Who is ever honest about this question? Even so, how many are capable of correctly judging their own personality? Regardless, I will try my best to help you understand a little more about me.
Deep down, I'm in pain. That much should be obvious, not that you care. My brothers, my sisters, most of them avoid me, most of them dislike me. They are the only connection I feel I have left outside of my work. Of course I have those horrible memories, such a hassle. Perhaps that is the true origin of this pain, these bouts of depression. It all makes me so thankful for my work. The ability to just close my eyes and take in the world around me before taking the life from another of you pathetic humans.
I'm rather honest about the way I feel. Most know it, but then I haven't snapped. I follow my orders to the letter, I'm a good soldier. Is it wrong I see you all as such lesser creatures? It must have been divine influence that gave you the chance to create my kind. I digress. I'm driven, when I set my sights upon something I do not give up easily. You might even call me cold, calculating. It is part of the hunt, oh the hunt. My exterior is calm, but inside I'm in bliss. The chance to track them down, the feeling of their life slipping away. I wonder why so many of the others went insane and bit the hand that feeds them. If they had just waited a little longer they would have been asked to kill to their hearts content. Hell, they would be rewarded for it.
I guess not everyone is as enlightened as myself. Haha, with a comment like that I suppose I'm rather prideful of my work. Such a sin for such an angel like myself. You know some have said I have a very limited sense of humor, does it seem that way to you? Maybe it is just twisted. Like how funny it is that they sent you in here with me. Did they give you a little controller with a button on it to blow my head off? How fast do you think you could activate it? I bet there are men on the other side of this room who are well armed, and ready to bust in here just in case. They are usually around. But they don't expect you to live. Remember that reaction speed I spoke of earlier? I could kill you before you could blink with the pen you are holding. Do you find their disregard for your life humorous? I do.
Oh you're leaving now? I was just starting to feel like we had a connection. Well, until next time.
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Posted: Mon Jan 04, 2010 10:10 pm
{{May be subject to change if needed!}}
Character Name:
Keith Tikagi Tokoshi (Nicknamed the Tik Tok Doc)
Character Age:
26
Gender:
Male
Character Type:
Human. Fugitive Scientist.
Weapon/s:
Keith has a array of weapons but truth to be told he only carries with him a old fashioned wrench and a few tools.
Character History:
Keith grew up as someone who could never stop getting his hands on anything that came apart. Soon enough that got him into a load of trouble with his family. But when he passed school as a top grade student he got a lot of notice. Soon enough they had him working on Robotica and changing lives. But soon enough it all caved in and sent him into hiding. Now he is known as the Tik Tok Doc. Many think he is an insane lunitic. Where as the people who ask him for help a miracle man. He helps any Robotica that ask for help and require repairs. He has even assisted in the smuggling of goods between the ones in hiding.
Other/Personality:
He is a very wacky person to be around. Always testing new things and failing for the most part.
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Posted: Tue Jan 05, 2010 10:20 am
 Character Name: Ezio Ravenna
Product Number: B201, Beast model 2nd generation product 1.
Character Age: Looks 28 and is 28, surprisingly enough, although his body isn't going to age any further.
Gender: Male
Character Type: Free willed Robotica, the only problem is his free will is completely insane.
Weapon/s: His modifications, plus Krav Maga. A martial arts style that he uses with his mods.
Modification/s: Ezio was modified to be like a beast. And for all intents and purposes he's a metal beast in a human shape.
Sensory Mods: His ears were heightened to such a level where he can hear the movement of muscles. His eyes don't work so this is very useful. His sense of smell was heightened as well. His brain was modified so that during fights it relies much more on instinct and less on thinking, that's why Krav Maga is a suitable fighting style for him.
Structural Mods: The bones and muscles in his legs were strengthened, enabling him too jump higher and farther, run faster, and withstand greater impacts. His lung capacity was increased and his heart muscles were strengthened which enables him to go for much longer and harder without getting tired.
Offensive Mods: He has a metal scorpion tale that when not in use wraps around his stomach to stay hidden. He didn't have enough room left inside his body to hide the tail, so he'll always be wearing a shirt to hide the wrapped up tail. Under his fingers are long claws, that when activated tear through his nano skin and replace his fingers. When finished he retracts them and waits for the nano skin to heal.
Defensive Mods: Nano technology skin, it makes his skin harder to cut and it will heal and reform injuries within hours. It fixes all his skin that is ripped by his mods. Metal porcupine needles come out of the outside of his arms, his back, and his shins although they are usually completely hidden under his skin.
Character History: He lived in a fairly war torn part of Italy, with two sisters, an older and a younger, and no parents. Both of his sisters were fairly slender, and weren't really much on their own. One day, a bomb went off in there house. Ezio was out at the time and had run back as fast as he could, but only succeeded in getting caught in the explosion, cutting him up badly and lightly burning him. He ran inside, his older sister was no where to be found, but he found his younger sister huddled in a corner, cut up and screamingly madly. He got her out of the building as fast as he could.
After the building had burned down he searched again for his older sister, but only found her charred remains. He sucked in a large breathe of air, and wouldn't let himself cry, he couldn't show tears to his sister. He decided to focus on the ones who are alive, and pushed his older sister out of his mind. He'd grieve when he had time.
Ezio kept defending his sister, getting more scarred over time and almost died on many occasions. He wouldn't be able to protect his younger sibling much longer like this, so he offered himself to the Robotica project, where they turned him into what he is now.
After they had changed him, he broke out of the military and went on the run with his sister. Death followed them everywhere they went. He's been searching for fugitive scientist who could possibly work with Ezio and help him protect his sister. She had tried her best to learn to be a Robotica scientist but since she had no teacher it was just too complicated for her.
Other/Personality: His old personality was tough and caring, he always kept a smile on his face to cheer up his siblings. Now he is fairly cold to everyone except his little sister, who he cares about more than every other life on the planet combined. Something went a little wrong with his head when he was modified, so now during fights or if anyone gets near his sister with anything other than Godly intent, he goes borderline insane and sometimes looses control.
Looks: -> ^ He usually has the hood up, and the gloves are made of the same material as his skin so they will eventually reform as well.
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Posted: Tue Jan 05, 2010 5:00 pm
Character Name: Benji R. Joker
Product Number: 4124
Character Age: She's about Sixteen now, but appears to be a nothing more then a child.
Gender: Female
Character Type: Free willed Robotica
Weapon/s: Swords,Rods, Anything she can swing really.
Modification/s: She had certain modifications done to her to permanently make her appear to be around the age of a six year old previously intended to give her an upper hand in battle, an enhanced sense of smell previously intended to be useful in smelling any injured soldier or even an injured enemy soldier that might be hiding out, and also an enhanced sense of hearing previously intended to be used in order to gain information from enemy soldiers.
Character History: She really can't remember much, she gets these flash back sometimes however, yet she can't remember being there in any of them. Usually she simply shakes it off, and tries to continue this life she's started as a regular citizen. However secretly she's trying to gather clues to her past as she found that she's different from most people. For instance each year she counts the days up to when she remembers first waking up and yet she never seems to change. She's looked the same since she can remember, and she's pretty sure that it isn't supposed to be like that.
Other/Personality: She's rather innocent, and easily confused when under pressure or when she's forced to answer complicated questions. She could also be described as helpful or energetic since she always seems to be smiling, and helping others when she can. However she's very clumsy and can end up doing more harm then good for the people she tries to help. Sometimes she can also be very absent-minded or distant for instance she could be having a pleasant conversation, and will suddenly zone out, and sometimes even fall unconscious.
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Posted: Tue Jan 05, 2010 6:51 pm
 Character Name: Ellena Ravenna
Character Age: 23
Gender: Female
Character Type: Fugitive Human
Weapon/s: She carries around a 9mm x 19mm Beretta M12 pistol at the request of her brother. He wants her to be at least able to defend herself from humans.
Character History: She lived with her older brother and sister in Italy, where the war was pretty fierce. Her older brother always did all the work for the two girls. One day there was a bombing that blew up their house, Ellena and her older sister were inside at the time. Ellena's older sister had been killed by the fierce explosion as she tried to push Ellena to safety, which she succeeded in doing. Ezio came in, badly cut and burned from the explosion, and rescued Ellena. After that she never saw her brother show any signs of weakness, even when he had been completely run through by various objects, he still protected her.
Ellena grew more and more worried for her older brother, who kept getting seriously injured trying to protect them both. One day he went to join the Robotica project, and left her in the care of the military while he was under construction. When he first came back, Ellena was a little scarred at first. The brother she had known suddenly had a scorpion tail, along with many other hidden mechanisms. But in the end she realized he was still the brother she knew and loved, and they broke out from the military and ran.
Now she helps her brother looking for a fugitive scientist to work with, except she hopes to find one so that she could become a Robotica as well as her brother. She didn't care about the consequences, she just wanted to be with her brother for as long as possible and be as little a burden as possible.
Other/Personality: She has a very bubbly personality, and enjoys to make her brother spoil her from time to time, since he never refuses anything she asks to do unless it's dangerous.
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Posted: Tue Jan 05, 2010 7:05 pm
Character Name: Morgan Von Essen
Product Number: S13-T
Character Age: Morgan is about 30 years old, however due to a slow age process he seems about 21
Gender: Male
Character Type: Though Morgan enjoys pretending to be your basic free willed Robotica; he is in fact quite the crazed one.
Weapon/s: Though Morgan’s main weapons is more of a modification than just a weapon, his side weapon, used for occasions when the foe is hard to battle in hand-to-hand combat, is a Lupara (sawn-off shotgun).
Modification/s: It is sad to say that, likely, the number of modifications put upon Morgan may have been his cause for his recent… insanity, as we may call it. Though not overwhelming or certainly over powering him, they make a major impact to what has formed the psychotic Robotica that is Morgan Von Essen:
Claws: For Morgan, metal spikes hide deep within the tips of his fingers. Ejecting out like that of a cat’s claws. The length varies; when out, they begin off at a minimum of 3 centimeters, however, they can grow up to 20 centimeters maximum in length, which can change the look from claws to portray a set of longer, pointed fingers.
Springs: Quite useful for a good chase, strong and quite wiry springs have been added to Morgan’s feet to allow higher jumps and longer jumps. Both useful for either getting away, getting higher, chasing. Or simply for fun.
Empathy Chip: What could likely have violently warped Morgan’s mind was the attempt to give him ‘empathy’ for all. Assuming that this would successfully deal with an issue they did not realize Morgan had before creating him. However this chip, rather than… cure Morgan, and alter his personality to be that of sympathetic and understanding, it warped his mind. The chip only capable of keeping Morgan unable to kill fellow Robotica and the scientist whom had created him. It is hard to understand how the chip has failed to do what it was created for, however one may assume that it could have been a second addition that might have caused the chip to reverse itself, or simply due to the chip malfunctioning at quite the worst time.
Emotion Nullifier: What likely was the cause for the Empathy Chip to fail; this was added to Morgan as a way to avoid any further emotions. Most likely created and put into Morgan as an attempt to avoid, if he were to ever be sent into battle or for other uses, fear, sadness, or other emotions that may hinder his battling or eventually lead him to breaking free of them. However, this inevitably lead to an issue; the Emotion Nullifier meant to keep him from feeling any emotion, yet the Empathy chip to try and keep Morgan from being a cruel machine. Which may have caused both chips to fail, and surely create the warped and twisted Morgan.
Body Additions: Not a major addition that affects Morgan’s personality or overall battle ability; Morgan’s skin has been altered to a synthetic material that can resist fire, and can even keep a fire continuing to burn upon his body with damage. His body, internally, has also been altered to resist and properly adapt to any climate. Whether it be to naturally produce heat in cold weather, or cool down his body when in hot weather; Morgan can take nearly any climate around the world; subtract volcanoes, the bottom of the ocean, and anywhere in the sky beyond the Troposphere. His muscles and skin also have the capability to, literally, weave itself together when damage has been placed upon his body. His bones have also been reinforced to be harder to break, much harder to cut through, and capable of allowing him to go somewhat beyond natural human limits. To a proper limit as well, keep in mind. The last thing he can do, which recently has been malfunctioning and works off and on, is the ability to see through humans and actually be capable of spotting where every organ, much like a highly advanced x-ray.
Character History: Morgan was one of five children in the Von Essen family. The youngest and likely rowdiest of them all, Morgan was far too much of a handful for the large family. His father disliked his childishness; his mother was constantly tired from dealing with him. Either his brothers and sister hated him or feared him; he was certainly the black sheep of the family. And as he grew, rather than slowly grow out of his many temper tantrums and rowdiness, Morgan began to grow worse. Violent, paranoid, and highly disturbed; by the age of 9 Morgan nearly killed his eldest sister by chocking her. This seemed to be the final draw. Sent away to an orphanage, the people there were left to deal with the growing psychotic child. Luckily, not being so religious and distrusting of hospitals as his family, Morgan was sent to a psychiatrist to see what was wrong.
He was schizophrenic; seeing, hearing, and thinking things that heavily affected how he acted. It was good news, they knew what was wrong. But much the same, it was bad news. Still, better than not knowing. With some medication, they hoped this would stop the many psychotic attacks and ease the child. But, it did not work, not for long. It helped, Morgan stopped freaking out and calmed much more. But, he was growing up and being the forgetful fool he was, had to always be reminded to take his medication. At the age of 15, the first time Morgan remembered for himself to take the pills, they stopped reminding him. Not a wise move; they did not know that it had been a student who told him. Inevitably, he began to loose his mind yet again. Finally reaching his peek as he rushed away in the middle of lunch, gibbering like a lunatic and freaking out beyond belief.
He got lost, did not know how to care for himself. And, in due time, Morgan was on the brink of death. However, some scientists found him dying on the streets. And, pitying him, took him in. Using what was likely the broken shell of Morgan as a good substitute for a Robotica. It took some time, but eventually he was complete and ready. Fitted with the Empathy chip and Emotion Nullifier. For three days, he seemed to be a success, the perfect Robotica. Or so it seemed. Suddenly violent deaths began to appear left and right. All varying by ages, no ties or logical links. No one could figure out who was doing it. Until one night, a woman was able to catch a picture. To the horror of the scientists, one of their few successes turned out to be a monster; a murdering beast. They couldn’t do anything else but turn him off. However, in their attempt, he escaped. Hiding away, continuing the mass murders he so loved to do.
Other/Personality: Morgan, due to his psychotic ways, is like that of a killing machine. He loves to hurt people, sometimes even hurting himself if he cannot get a single ounce of violence into his day. He can usually seem dull and emotionless at occasions, as the Emotion Nullifier is still in function. However, it will fluctuate, and suddenly he may seem wild, panicky and much hyped up. At these occasions, he’ll seem at first when meeting one of his “victims” like a playful child. Trying to have fun, be open to games and gain their trust. Than, when the time is right, he’ll start giving passes that he’s truthfully planning to kill them. Small hints that don’t reveal the truth, but certainly seem less friendly and “abnormal” to one who has just met Morgan. Eventually, he’ll just go right out and kill the person, usually not instantly killing them, so as to let himself savor the moment and for them to suffer how wrong they were to trust him.
However, every few rare days; the Empathy chip does go into proper function (not entirely failed) and for a day, he will be much as though he was his emotionless, but kind self those many years ago. However, those are short; and usually he will remember what has happened to him that day. Resulting in a double murder; to make up for his missed day of killing.
Morgan, when around other Robotica, breaks away from the Emotion Nullifier and becomes rude, angry, and quite spiteful to them. Mostly because to Morgan, he does not care who he kills; if nothing he wishes to kill all. However, because of the Empathy chip, he can’t seem to lay a single finger on a Robotica, even in battle. This heavily infuriates him. He’s trying to break away from this however, so he may kill them. But it’s very hard.
Last but not least, because of Morgan’s distance from the scientists and fear of being repaired or shut down, Morgan has a great deal of malfunctions. He already is close to loosing his x-ray abilities, there are also others that are occurring that, though not often, are becoming more frequent nonetheless. One major issue is a sudden shut down on Morgan’s brain. Where, though not dead or lifeless, becomes very dazed, very still and confused. Much like that of a new born, without crying or other basic functions an infant has, however. This is a fear of Morgan’s, he knows that if he does not get repaired soon, he may very well go into that state and stay that way. Which, to him, is a hell far worse than being repaired or shut off.
Looks: Morgan
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