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[color=7ea7d8][h3]The Soul[/h3][/color]
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[center][i]Isaac is rather tall for his age, standing about 5'10''. His hair, often cut short, has long lost its color and is slowly going towards a lighter shade of grey. He is a thin man, about 165 pounds, and has a slight lean to the right when he stands upright. There's a somewhat noticeable contrast between the left side and the right side of his face, with the right side being much less wrinkly and overall cleaner, compared to the left. He walks with a limp, and when laid bare, one can see various augmentations on his torso. His right arm is an implant, with subdermal attachment points going as far as his left clavicle, and he tries to cover said arm up with long sleeves. His left leg is a prosthesis.[/i][/center]
[color=7ea7d8][u][b]Name:[/b][/u][/color] Isaac Oakenhowe
[color=7ea7d8][u][b]Age:[/b][/u][/color] 61
[color=7ea7d8][u][b]Gender:[/b][/u][/color] Male
[color=7ea7d8][u][b]Nationality:[/b][/u][/color] American 

[color=7ea7d8][h3]The Body[/h3][/color]
[color=7ea7d8][u][b]Profession:[/b][/u][/color] Pensioner
[color=7ea7d8][u][b]Notable Traits:[/b][/u][/color]

[color=7ea7d8]Spook:[/color]
Isaac has served the CIA for over 30 years, picking up traits that make him a man not to be messed with. He knows all the dirty tricks of the intelligence business, and enjoys using the relatively harmless ones in his spare time for mundane things, such as keeping tabs on his neighbors and spoiling family secrets as an anonymous source.
[color=7ea7d8]Iron Man:[/color]
Isaac’s body is heavily augmented, allowing him to keep up with (and in some cases, overpower) others of younger age and better physique despite his advanced age.
[color=7ea7d8]Planner:[/color]
Isaac’s experiences in life, be it simple tasks or complicated endeavors, has led him to analyze the situation he is in and turn the tables in his favor before starting work, no matter what it is. He is quite proficient at this, perhaps thanks to enjoying the feeling of control it gives him.

[color=7ea7d8][u][b]Flaws:[/b][/u][/color]

[color=7ea7d8]Recluse:[/color]
Isaac is absolutely disgusted by ‘what humanity has become’. He abhors the ‘new society’, and tries to minimize social contact as much as possible, rarely leaving his home.
[color=7ea7d8]Cripple: [/color]
Without his implants, Isaac is nothing more than a double amputee with one lung. While much more capable than your average double amputee 60 year old, that does not change the fact that he’s still an old double amputee who can’t even breathe easy without his prosthetics.
[color=7ea7d8]Scrooge: [/color]
Isaac is grumpy. He prefers to do things as slow as possible, and is quite patronizing, sometimes even rude, to younger people. He’s adamant in doing things his own way, and does not enjoy it when someone makes suggestions, or pokes into his business.

[color=7ea7d8][u][b]Inventory:[/b][/u][/color] Notepad, phone, flashlight, Swiss Army Knife, pocket pistol. 

[color=7ea7d8][u][b]Cybernetic Implants:[/b][/u][/color] 

[color=7ea7d8]GE-IV Artificial Lung:[/color] One of Isaac’s lungs is out of commission, thanks to getting his ribs shattered and causing the fragments to deflate it. Hence, he has an artificial lung that seems to provide an even better service than what his old, natural one did.

[color=7ea7d8]GE-XII ‘Cuirass’ Thoracic Replacer:[/color] Isaac, having lost most of his ribs, was attached with a synthetic replacement ribcage, which is said to have about four times the strength of a regular ribcage, coming with sub-dermal ‘plates’ to absorb trauma. Isaac is not very happy with this system, but admires its effectiveness.

[color=7ea7d8]Lockheed Martin ‘Hercules’ Synthetic Arm:[/color] Isaac, having lost his right arm, has been implanted with a synthetic arm made of some ‘wonder material’ that can emulate muscle movement. Not much stronger than a regular arm as to not cause dislocation problems and injury, it’s still quite hard, and has essentially made said limb double jointed.

[color=7ea7d8]GE-I Synthetic Skin:[/color] Isaac has been grafted with replacement skin on most parts of the right side of his body, thanks to irrecoverable shrapnel and burn trauma. While not noticeable on a passing glance, if given attention one can make out the differences, such as a lack of liver spots and other complexion.

[color=7ea7d8]GE-II Tissue Replacer:[/color] Isaac’s injuries were too large to spare his other organs. To fix damage that could not be fixed by surgery, tears in his organs were filled with this synthetic tissue replacer that mimics the rest of the organ it is attached to, effectively filling the gap.

[color=7ea7d8]Argus Technologies ReRun Prosthetic Leg:[/color] More prosthesis than implant, this polymer leg, attached underneath his left knee, allows Isaac to walk and run normally, although it cannot mimic more complicated foot movements.

[color=7ea7d8][h3]The Mind[/h3][/color] 
[color=7ea7d8][u][b]History:[/b][/u][/color] Isaac Oakenhowe was born about six decades ago, to an accomplished family as the first and only child. Isaac did not suffer from any trauma or horrifying event as a child, and had a rather pleasant family life. The family’s wealth, mostly thanks to his father’s ventures in real estate, granted him opportunities to achieve what he wanted and go for what he wished. But Isaac’s parents were smart people, and had taught him well. He appreciated what his parents provided for him, but also strived to make his own legacy. With this goal in mind, Isaac went on to be a hardworking student, and with good grades, graduated from high school. After studying Islamic Studies and International Relations at an accredited university and earning a bachelor’s degree in both, he joined the Military for two tours of duty after graduation, and served, without much action, in the Middle East, acting as interpreter thanks to his language skills. 

After his tour of duty was over, Isaac decided to go for a good job, and applied to the CIA’s National Clandestine Service, seeking some thrill in life. He managed to get the job, and went through a training program to become more proficient in his line of work. Noted for his analytical skills and knowledge of context in the areas of interest, he started field work at the age of 30. Arming insurgencies, starting riots and the like all around the globe, Isaac was absolutely absorbed in his job, and until the unexpected occurrence that came during a regular day of work overseeing some random terrorist organization, he was not able to realize he had spent a decade creating death.

Thanks to a heated argument with the head of a rebel organization, and refusal of said head’s request for more armament, Isaac and his acquaintances were attacked by a large amount of rebels sent as retaliation somewhere near the Angolan border. Fighting off most of the militiamen but getting overrun, Isaac had to call for emergency backup. However, seconds later, he got a machete lodged in his right arm by a Cocaine-fueled militiaman and accidentally pulled the pins on the grenades attached to the man’s vest while trying to get the man off him, causing them to explode. Isaac was found as some macabre mix of man, chili, and tree bark by the backup crew, miraculously still alive.

After a long period of surgery and treatments that went as a blur, Isaac regained his senses on a hospital bed, with a funny feeling on the right side of his body. He’d learn soon that a good portion of his body was practically lost when he was recovered, and that he had been attached with (then) state of the art implants to keep him alive. Being informed that the implantations were classified by then, and that for him to continue civilian life he’d have to get them removed until they were declassified, which would mean he’d be a vegetative at best, he was ‘coerced’ to keep on working. Unenthusiastically carrying on his duty as an Augmented Security Detail (or as he called it, Black Ops Robocop) throughout the globe, he was eventually able get discharged from the job when the technology used on him was declassified and made public as cybernetic implant technology progressed.

Free at last, Isaac was now able to go over the years he had spent causing havoc in the name of his government and country. He was able to comprehend all too well that what he did was not even for his country, it was solely for his personal gain. And what was left? What was his legacy? He had lost his body in pursuit of nothing but money. There was no just cause in what he did, or any good outcome. Over the course of years, he had left behind nothing. There was nobody to remember him. There was nobody to care about him. There was nobody to love him. The world outside was alien and disgusting, yet there was nothing inside him. He decided to restart, and go for things he enjoyed instead. He’s been reading ever since, ignoring the world outside.

[color=7ea7d8][u][b]Personality:[/b][/u][/color] Isaac is a melancholic and lonely person. This is not to say that he is a distant person, however – he is merely fatalistic and believes that his time is past, and that he’s done nothing that matters. To him, his new parts are a constant reminder of his years spent doing what he now considers to be worthless – just like how he’s sacrificed years that could’ve been spent living for years of battle work, his body has also let go of living tissue for cold, metallic, inhuman parts. He feels out of place in society, finding the society he lives in as despicable and pitiful, seeing it like a leper in his death throes. He despises the products of it, and thus, is often adamant and dismissive of people who seem to indulge in it. The single primary emotion he has, however, is regret. He regrets his decisions, and knowing that he cannot rewind, fights this overwhelming emotion by trying to forget.     

[color=7ea7d8][u][b]Motivation:[/b][/u][/color] It would be wrong to say that Isaac is motivated at all. While he can be obsessive and persistent, this has got to do more with his adamant personality. While he wouldn’t want to admit it, without his job, he’s face to face with a much bigger problem than doing something he didn’t like – he doesn’t know what he likes, or what to follow. 

[color=7ea7d8][u][b]Character Goals:[/b][/u][/color] Isaac would be happy to find companionship in this later stage of his life, having forgotten the importance of friends and love in the past.  More importantly, he seeks peace of mind, believing that a mind at peace is superior to anything else in this world. However, he does not expect to find any of these, especially not in the society he lives in, and thus, he’s more of a drifter.

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