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[b]Name:[/b] Bill Carson
[b]Alias:[/b] Arsenal
[b]Age:[/b] 19
[b]Alignment:[/b] Villain
[b]Loyalty:[/b] Local Villain
[b]Appearance:[/b] Carson is around the height of 6'4 with a fairly built body, and can almost always be found in his covered form as it is both his civilian clothing and costume. This costume is merely just a very large poncho, it covers his entire body from his shoulders to his ankles, he also sports leather boots without spurs, a bandanna tied around his face, and finally his sombrero that covers up the top of his head. The color scheme of the costume reminds anyone deeply of dirt with its earthy appearance,this works very well with his dark brown eyes and tanned complexion. Though, when things get rather serious, Arsenal takes off this poncho to show his true weapon. The revealed costume seems to be him shirtless, with leather chaps, still the same boots, greasy black hair, and his invention of six revolving robotic arms showing out in the open.

[b]History:[/b] Carson had a rather troublesome childhood, his entire life was to get his father's approval, but it proved difficult as his father was unquestionably one of the finest bounty hunters in the world. Born without really knowing mother, he was taken in by his father due to more of obligation set by the mother rather than love for the boy. This meant that Carson spent much of his young life cooped up in the house, being tutored in all of various subjects, and spending all of his free time trying to get to know more about the man who never visited his own son. Though, the more that he got to realize of this man, and his awesome action packed lifestyle, he just got more enamored with the idea of becoming his next protege. So, with this new motivation, this made him train himself both psychically and mentally to get the attention of his father.

He was only twelve before his first meeting with his father, his body at the time was in almost prime shape with his mind sharp as an obsidian knife. That was the first time, he met his idol of his life, and was thoroughly beaten down into a pulp when Carson had challenged him into a duel. It took six weeks for him to recover from the damage, but this only spurred Carson to try different things to defeat his father. Next, he tried to master the art of close quarters combat, on his thirteenth birthday he received several clean breaks across his bones personally by his father. He tried to master the art of the blade, and later on his fourteenth received several gashes and wounds across his body dealt by the masterwork sword of the master hunter. Carson tried to best him again and again, to no avail as even switching to scholarly topics seemed to not work at this point. The young boy was now of the age of seventeen, a battle scarred veteran who has never stepped outside of the houses ground for his entire life.

Stressed by the idea of him never betting his father in his lifetime, he tried to think of ways to beat him by back tracking in his many defeats by the cold big hands of his father. It was mind-numbing for the teen to try to figure out something to defeat his father, and gain his acceptance as his son. It destroyed his insides thinking of all the failed attempts to gain his father's approval to only be brutally defeated by his own hands. This persistent nagging feeling chewed at him for weeks, almost as if he was going to lose everything if he didn't figure out someway to defeat his father. This stress building up within him, the despair that he was never going to win, triggered something within him. Carson's eyes twitched, his brain started to churn out ideas, his brain started to get suddenly advanced. Ideas, schematics, and projects flooded his mind in one swoop swarming his brain! Carson smiled, he had been going around this thing wrong! He can't beat the perfect being, impossible, but maybe augmenting yourself to be beyond perfection would work. 

If he couldn't beat him through precise and graceful skill, then he was going to defeat his father through overwhelming power with his new designs. After he defeats his father, then maybe he could get the love that he deserves from his childhood idol! The Tinker inside of him churned out new ideas, he would become the weapon that defeats his father, it shall be known that Carson, the living weapon, is going defeat his father through sheer, unadulterated firepower. He designed the Six Shooter, revolving arms that house almost every weapon imaginable with the ammo and fuel inside to power it for long fights. It was really a technological marvel, to have an entire arsenal quite literally at your fingertips. So, now, Carson waited for his time on his 19th birthday to battle his father once again.

Though, it seemed that the time never came, his father was killed on a mission days before his birthday. It was botched when superheroes came to rescue his assigned target, the resulting fight severally injured his father while trying to escape, and he died on the way to the hospital. Carson was out in disbelief, these heroes managed to kill his father without him having any hand in it. These men and women, killed his one and only target. Carson realized, that his life long target just became an entire organization.

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[b]Motivations:[/b] Arsenal has two goals, expand his weapon cache across his entire body and completely demolish The Protectorate for killing his father
[b]Sexuality:[/b] Straight
[b]Likes:[/b] [list][*]Spaghetti Westerns
[*]Guns
[*]His Father
[*]Machines[/list]
[b]Dislikes:[/b] [list][*]Heroes
[*]His Father
[*]Losing[/list]
[b]Derangement:[/b] Well, aside from his kind of deranged love/inferiority complex against his father. This new power has kind of warped his mind in which he has the incessant need to keep on "improving" his body with new weapons when ever he has the materials, time, and mind to do so, all for the sake of filling the void that his dead father left him for the good part of his life.

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[b]Skills:[/b] Carson has self taught himself many types of close quarters combat, but uses them less often from the use of his vast array of weapons. He is well taught from school in scholarly ways, knows how to cook, can speak several languages, has a good memory, reflexes, and extensive knowledge of medical field due to his constant injuries due to training with and without his father.

[b]Classification:[/b] Tinker

[b]Details:[/b] Carson as a Tinker specializes with Augmented Body Enhancements, able to construct marvels of technology to replace or enhance various limbs and organs around the human body.  

[b]Limitations:[/b] It takes time for Carson to imagine, sketch, figure the mechanics, and build contraptions that enhance the body to murder people more efficiently. There is also the problem of materials, back in his home he had access to wealth, but people might get suspicious if you order high tech weaponry, materials, and ammo off some type of market. 

[b]Equipment:[/b] Carson only carries at the moment his Six Shot, the six armed contraption that allows him to have an arsenal of weapons at his disposal. These weapons include, assault rifles, rocket propelled grenade launchers, flamethrowers, bolt action rifles, heavy machine guns, and snipers. Gadgets include stands, scopes, and laser sights to help improve general proficiency on the weapons. Each arm carries only just a few clips or rounds for every single weapon, Carson can't reload his arms like regular guns, so this is why he must carry several versions just in case if they either run out, jam, or get destroyed. 
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