[sub]- - - - (Personal Details)[/sub]
[b]First Name:[/b] Buttercup
[b]Last Name:[/b] N/A
[b]Age:[/b] Very old.
[b]Sex:[/b] None, is often referred to as male.
[b]Home Nation:[/b] Illon
[b]Appearance:[/b]
A large hulking figure, Buttercup could be confused for a human from a distance, but up close this misconception is swiftly dispelled. He stands at nearly 3 meters tall, and is completely made of metal. Where a normal humman's face would be is an ancient Illon war mask with no flesh behind it, a fierce expression forged from steel. The rest of his body is mostly hidden behind the large brown tattered robes he clothes himself in, but it also is made of steel. Armoured overlapping plate give an aesthetic similar to heavy plate armour, or some of the more traditional forms of power armour. Hundreds of tiny nicks, scrathches and dents cover this golem, and the entire design appears severely aged. However, it is quite clearly still functional.
[b]Personality:[/b]
Contrary to his fearsome appearance, Buttercup is a gentle soul. He enjoys plants and nature, and often enjoys calmly sitting around quiet places. He finds humans to be rash, unthinking, and far too violent, but he does enjoy their company. He is fiercely loyal to those that earn his trust. His age, as well as his nature, have made him very confident. He will casually walk into enemy fire, and although he's quite capable of withstanding most attacks he doesn't quite understand his limits. He also lacks the self-preservation instinct of a human. He wishes to continue living if possible, but will gladly lay down his life for others.
[b]History:[/b]
While the current Arcadian nation is at peace, this was not always the case. Illon in particular was a warlike nation, always attempting to expand it's borders. And in times of war, weapons of war are created. In the midst of one of their many conflicts, the Illon government attempted to create an army of superhuman golems to fight their war. These nameless automotons were forged by master smiths and given life by their current archmages. They were implanted with the body parts of dying soldiers, artificially filled with Ki and a number of powerful enchantments. This kept the dying 'alive', to some extent, although it erased their minds. Unfortunately, most of the created golems were driven insane by the process, unusable or dangerously unstable. Buttercup was among the few usable prototypes.

After one of the golems destroyed the lab, any attempt at making new golems was halted. However, those golems that remained were employed as shock troops, charging through enemy lines. They were highly effective, which later spurred several less successful attempts at copying the original work. But like all things, these must end. Buttercup was dismissed from the army once the Arcadian Alliance was set to law, and was to be 'retired' in a laboratory. With no more use for it on the battlefield, it would be dissected on the table in order to make way for more advanced magical science. And while several of it's companions were successfully detained, Buttercup felt the need to assert it's individuality at this point, and abandoned it's makers.

Since then it's roamed the jungles and forests of Arcadia, wandering the dangerous wastelands. It became a reclusive hermit, learning to enjoy the calm peacefulness of nature. Many Divers came to know it, and it's peaceful nature became well known. It enjoyed the company of the divers well enough, and would on occasion assist them when they met. However, eventually it felt the need to once more become part of society. Heading towards a city in Arcadia, Buttercup was initially treated with fear and revulsion. However, the newly formed S-S recognized it as a potential asset, and decided to recruit Buttercup. Glad for an opportunity to rejoin society in a less violent role, Buttercup became a part of S-S, and aimed to assist them in their many surveys.
[b]Occupation:[/b] Junker

[sub]- - - - (Power Matrix)[/sub]
[b]Primary Focus:[/b] Neither
[b]Magical Capabilities:[/b] None
[b]Body Modifications:[/b] 
Buttercupt is a golem, an artifical lifeform. While containing an organic heart, it's main body is composed of steel. It's skin consists of a series of armoured plates heavier than even plate armour, and it's internal 'organs' consist of balls of rare materials covered in runes and arcane scribbles. It is far stronger than a normal human being, capable of shattering bone with it's bear hands and punching a man's head straight off of their body. While in it's prime it was also more agile than most humans, but it's age has made it slow. Although it's practised movements still make it a dangerous fighter. It requires no food, water, or oxygen in order to survive due to it's nature as a unique lifeform not based on living organic components. If it's heart is destroyed, or significant damage is dealt to the arcane orbs contained within it's chest, it will die. It does not bleed, however, and damage to it's abdomen, limbs or head won't affect it in any significant manner. It also has a blade that can be extended from the wrist of it's right arm.
[b]Weapons and Equipment:[/b] A massive greatsword, forged many years ago from stainless steel. Too heavy to be wielded by a normal human, this fearsome weapon was once covered in runes that would wreathe the sword in flames. Nowadays these enchantments are too damaged to work properly, and the blade relies purely on it's size and weight to rip through foes.
[b]Specialties:[/b] A highly skilled fighter, with centuries of practise. Also, a surprisingly skilled botanist, having made a point to remember the names of all the flowers in the known world.