Holy monkey on a pogostick giving Jesus his mail, this looks like a lot of potential fun! [s]I'll have an CS up soon![/s]
Done!
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[i]"Well, that was kind of depressing..."[/i]
[b]Name:[/b]
Walter R. Cromwell 
[b]Race: [/b]
Human(?)
[b]Gender: [/b]
Male
[b]Age: [/b]
Unknown, but sounds like he's in his mid 30s 
[b]Height/Weight:[/b]
Stands at around 6'0 and looks as if he may weigh around 160 lbs 
[b]Personality/Interests: [/b]
Enjoys talking to people, learning about who they are. He's a skeptic at heart, always asking questions and being intuitive about his situation. He seems to take a particular interest in his work, the art of killing for money. While he seems very dark and mysterious from his very covered up figure, he's actually a very social, friendly guy. Even when your on the receiving end of his weapon, he still has a "its just business" attitude about it. Never takes much of anything personal and sort of drifts through conversations and life in general. 
[b]Details:[/b]
Details of his appearance are unknown as he is seemingly never seen without wearing his outfit. 
[b]Clothing Description:[/b]
As seen in the picture, he wears a black, formal trench coat, black gloves, black hat trimmed with white, and most notably the covered face with a single "eye hole" that is covered with a see through piece of black cloth. 
[b]Equipment[/b]
A few smoke and flash grenades are almost always at hand, a swiss army knife, and a spoon. 
[b]Weapon(s):[/b]
"The Storm" 
Seen in the appearance picture, it is an enchanted assault rifle capable of firing a variety of different types of bullets with different types of effects, ranging from incendiary to stun. It has both a red dot and ACOG sight on the top and carries a wooden finish for class. Still needs ammo to fire, so Walter typically carries around nine or ten magazines on him. Usually holstered inside his tench coat. 

Bullet Types: 
Incendiary: doesn't do much physical damage initially, but very hot and can potentially light things on fire. Essentially like a tracer on super steroids. 
Armor Piercing: A magical round that doubles its hardness and mass, making it deadly to armored targets (depending on the armor). 
Magical Piercing: Used for piercing most regular magical or enchanted forms of protection. It really depends on the magic at hand. 
Stun: The strange non-lethal hippy cousin of the bullet family. It stuns the target like a tazor upon impact and temporarily immobilizes them so that they may be secured. Also they're very painful. 

[url=http://i.imgur.com/ToYah01.jpg]"The Lucky 13" [/url]
A nine shot revolve that fires normal .44 rounds. This weapon has saved Walter's life on 13 occasions, despite its normality, thus it recieved its nickname "The Lucky 13". 

[url=http://i.imgur.com/miVMEWu.jpg]"The Little Subsonic"[/url]
Walter carries two of these around with a few magazines between them. Used for quiet kills on soft targets, this pistol fires a .22 round that sounds now louder than a light cough. 

[url=http://i.imgur.com/fbC8kDK.jpg]"Daggers"[/url]
Sometimes, old fashion ways are the best. Kept hidden up his sleeves, the two daggers serve to be great at killing things and keeping quiet about it. The name, however, was something Walter simply couldn't come up with. 
[b]History:[/b]
"My story you say? Well aren't you the most inquisitive man in the bar Steve? Well, my story is a long, complicated one with lots of boring bits and little excitement. Only in my recent history, has life become more interesting and added some color to my story. I kill by trade, a profession I am most proud of. Little mess, normally, and very efficient, quiet elimination of targets how ever the client requested.... How many I have killed? I'm not crazy you know, that's not something I exactly keep track of. Killing may be an art, but you don't need to get all psychotic about it. 
...
What do you mean "You contradict yourself"? What, I can't take pride in skillfully and masterfully taking down a highly powerful. well known royal by making it look like his notoriously jealous brother killed him with poison? Look Steve, you like to travel around town asking people about their lives, doing some work on the side, and other stuff while I like to do my job, and do it well, cause it's what I'm good at and pays my rent. We don't need to get all philosophical about our origin stories or professions, do we Steve? 
...
Hey! I didn't mean it like that, come on! Aaaaand he's gone.... Why is everyone I meet named Steven...?" 
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