[hider=Automaton] [center][img]http://txt-dynamic.cdn.1001fonts.net/txt/dHRmLjg4LjNjZDNjYy5RWFYwYjIxaGRHOXUuMAAA/th3-machine.regular.png[/img] [img]https://i.pinimg.com/736x/f6/0b/be/f60bbe605afc27ee267a59cd19e12701--girl-assassin-assassin-female.jpg[/img][/center] [indent](Appearance Note: The cybernetics are covered by a synthetic skin most of the time. Which can be removed by water, heat, fire, and also torn off very easily, because it's not part of her and therefore she sucks at making it.) [color=deepskyblue]Name:[/color] Robin Stirling [color=deepskyblue]Cape Name:[/color] Automaton [color=deepskyblue]Theme Song:[/color] [url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LSxzzDE38t8]Memtrix - All You are[/url] [center][h2][color=deepskyblue][u]Aspects[/u][/color][/h2][/center] [color=deepskyblue]High Concept:[/color] The Industrial Evolution [color=deepskyblue]Trouble:[/color] Lost to the Machine [color=deepskyblue]Origin:[/color] Grease-Monkeying Around [color=deepskyblue]Growth:[/color] Inconsequential Impotence [color=deepskyblue]Adventure:[/color] New Body, New Start [center][color=deepskyblue][h2][u]Bio[/u][/h2][/color][/center] [hider=Personality][color=deepskyblue]Personality:[/color] Surprisingly easygoing and never quite seeming worried by anything, Robin is very difficult to throw off. There's a certain level of detachment in how little she seems to care, as though she genuinely isn't afraid of anything - a trait which is as admirable as it is a massive problem. Most of her actions are motivated by a borderline obsession with 'upgrading' herself, whether that be robbing a secure shipment for rare parts, or picking a fight with a powered-up gang just to see how well she does. She's certainly not unintelligent, but doesn't take into account the big picture - preferring to dedicate her wits to defensive snark instead. In fact, even when confronted she completely dismisses the consequences of her actions, preferring to do whatever suits her in the moment. In a word, she's painfully naive; and in a city full of powerful players, that kind of thing can [i]really[/i] come back to bite you.[/hider] [hider=History][color=deepskyblue]History:[/color] It's been said that everyone's the main character of their own story, that they play a part in someone else's. If you were to ask Robin, that's a complete lie. Because the world is filled with people whose tales would never be written. The boring, the predictable, the utterly forgettable. You can't be a character if there's no story there to tell - if your existence is so completely inconsequential that you're little more than a footnote on the great big book of life. When every day's an exact routine, every night's the same damned dinner and the same damned room and the same damned bed... You might have a name, a face, and an address, but you're nobody at all. A fittingly pathetic description of her life, one that seemed made up of a thousand filler episodes and not a single thing of substance. Completely average. Never wanting for enough to struggle, never rich enough to fill her days with excitement. When she came to this realisation, at the age of twenty-two, she made it her mission to change it, to become better. Desperation set in to find something that would give her an identity, some reason to be remembered, to be [i]somebody[/i] for once in her life. But it all felt wrong, and it all rang hollow, and no matter what she tried she'd come back home to the same vapid entertainment and bland, flavourless, food. And eventually, after months of trying, she reached a tipping point, failure after failure building up - a frustrated scream, lashing out against a glass door and putting her foot straight through it, when something [i]changed[/i]. She didn't know what exactly until she woke the next day, the lacerations caused by the glass completely healed over. The main feature of her [i]particular[/i] power set was difficult to realise right away, and for a while she thought the slow healing was all she had. Still, she kept feeling a temptation to gather parts, to [i]work[/i]. And soon enough, she gave in, going on a shopping spree for whatever she could get her hands on and giving in to the urge to use them for something. Picking up a knife in her hands, she got to work. The memory of that first session is hazy, but waking in a pool of her own blood and looking down at her foot to see something as much machine as flesh was more than enough to realise what she'd done. It should have been a horrifying revelation, to know that she'd torn away her own skin, but she smiled. Because this, this hybrid of man and machine... this was something. This was [i]someone[/i]. And while her abilities seemed practically non-existent when it came to things outside herself, she had enough expertise to craft a synthetic skin that would cover her hybrid appearance. A skin that, admittedly, was easily torn away, flammable, and for whatever stupid inconvenient reason [i]water-soluble[/i], but it covered up well enough. And within the next couple of years, she'd saved up enough to buy a garage in one of Boston's cheaper areas, working as your everyday, run-of-the-mill mechanic. Partly because her abilities put her on the level of a slightly unreliable human worker, but mostly because it gave her an excuse to have an actual workshop where she began to [i]properly[/i] recreate herself - not that she'd let anyone in there, mind you. The bloodstains would be very difficult to explain. Still, every fight won, every shop robbed, every crime stopped was worth it. Because finally, even if it was in secret, Robin knew she was finally leaving a mark. Even if no-one suspected the ever-cheerful mechanic's identity, hidden under synthetic skin and shabby outfits, she knew the truth. And Automaton, at last, was someone with a story worth telling.[/hider] [center][color=deepskyblue][h2][u]Abilities[/u][/h2][/color][/center] Current Classification: Tinker (5), Brute (1), Stranger (1) [hider=Ability Description]Specialising heavily in self-alteration, her tinker abilities are almost exclusively limited to being used on her own body - rather than the creation of weapons and gadgets, everything she makes has to be implemented into herself, replacing or reinforcing what is already there. Of course, the nature of having to change out her own parts makes improving herself a painful and drawn-out process, considering she has to remain conscious the entire time. The power won't allow her to try anything on her vital organs, either - presumably a restriction preventing her from killing herself by accident. In order for her to make her alterations safely, she also has increased regeneration. Not enough to make a significant difference in a fight, but enough that most wounds heal within a matter of hours. If she loses a limb or something similar, it's not growing back - she'll be stuck trying to make a replacement. As is, making a major alteration can leave her incredibly vulnerable for anywhere from 10-12 hours, not to mention that she'll likely pass out as soon as the recovery process is completed.[/hider] [b]Current Modifications[/b] [hider=Detailed Description]Her limbs are the only part where she's made any significant modifications so far - they're armoured to the point of being almost bulletproof, joints upgraded to allow a far greater-than-normal range of movement, and implemented a retractable blade into each arm which can be extended forwards from the wrist, or back from the elbow. While she's toyed with the idea of adding ranged weaponry, she hasn't found the materials to do so yet. In terms of the rest of her body, there are two notable alterations. First are the reinforced muscle fibers which leave her better able to take a hit and significantly (around 3x) stronger than the average human, though she can't compete with many genuine Brutes. Second is the prototype cloaking device she's currently working on, though it currently only operates for about a minute at a time without overheating and shutting down - and is designed more for camouflage than genuine invisibility. She has also claimed to have a built-in cup holder, but that might just be a joke.[/hider] [hider=Handy Gear list and Stuff] [list][*]Retractable Blades, both arms [*]Light armour, arms & legs [*]Increased joint mobility [*]Muscle Reinforcement, Full-body [*]Cloaking Device (Prototype) [*]...Cup holder (?)[/list] [/hider][/indent] [/hider]