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Appearance: Very tall, (Six foot eight or so), and well-built. His muscles are unnaturally large, and his face is usually hidden by his armored helmet. He always carries a large flamethrower, its heavy weight mainly being carried by his suits' simplistic assistance motors. His suit is gunmetal gray, with two simple glass 'eye-holes', and an antenna on it. He personally has blue eyes, no hair, (Naturally ginger, surprisingly.)  and slightly green-tinted skin. Naturally caucasian though.

Name: Dwayne 'Matches' Cannon

Gender: Male

Alignment: Mercenary (prefers heroic jobs, though)

Race: Somewhat mutated Human

Personality: Quite mechanically inclined, having built his 'Power Suit' and flamethrower by himself. Loves fire, and really bad puns. He trash-talks in combat, yet is polite enough outside of it. He's not the type of mercenary to do ANY job, highly preferring to just do 'productive' things like killing villains, that sort. If it involves killing innocents he would refuse, and would likely try to kill the sicko who attempted to get him to do it. All in all, he can be a jerk, yet is respectable to an extent.

'Powers': Heavily armored (Bulletproofed, heat resistant, explosive resistant) heavy lifting suit. Has replacement parts in secret stashes around the city. Extremely durable flamethrower, two-handed, and hard to carry around even in the suit. Normals could never realistically hold it. Has a multi-mode nozzle, one mode that turns the stream into a huge cone, another making it further-reaching yet less wide, and one that turns it into a highly concentrated hose, for when one thing REALLY needs to be burned. Oh, and his helmet has a decent radio system in it.

Abilities: Being strong, he'll beat the tar out of anyone who isn't equally strong (or much more skilled) very easily. He could probably be able to crack a normal skull in one, solid punch, with his armor on. He's not trained at all though, which suits him since he doesn't get [i]that[/i] close normally, even with his flamethrower. He's the sort of Merc to trudge through the enemy and thoroughly turning them to ashes, one by one.

History: He's about thirty two years old, and was born already mutated a bit, the magical (and scientific) energies he's been exposed to over the years likely turning him into the brute he is now. His father was a city mechanic, and sadly died in an accident on the job a short while ago. His mother also died early in his life, to the point he doesn't even remember her. It doesn't slow him at all though, he accepted it pretty quick. He's taken jobs against cultists, gangers, serial killers, other merc's, and no-name mad scientists