[hider=Winston] Name: Winston Age: 49 Gender: Male Occupation: Engineer/Inventor/Demolitionist/Arms Dealer Sexuality: Straight Nationality: Wastelander Race: Human, Robotic Right Arm Karma: Neutral Faction Allegiance: Who ever pays the most Appearance: [hider=picture] [img]http://coolvibe.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/12/Concept-Art-Lee-Yong-Yi-Cyberpunk-Dude.jpg[/img] [/hider] Skills: Explosives/Repair/Science/Charisma Brief History: Winston grew up in a workshop. His father did what he could selling weapons, scrap, organs, anything to feed his son. Winston’s mother died giving birth, leaving just his father to raise the newborn. Winston learned a lot watching his father disassemble whatever he could get his hands on. They bonded over learning what every intricate piece did. Eventually, when Winston was about 17, he and his father were building a bomb for a local militia. They didn't ask what they intended to use it for, only how much carnage were they trying to inflict. While working on the bomb alone, Winston made a mistake, causing the project to blow, costing Winston his right arm. His father did his best to heal his wounds. But the man was a mechanic, not a doctor. After cleaning and closing the massive wound, he began building his son a new arm. Every job after that was either to get parts for the arm, or trade bait for parts. Winston’s father continued work on the arm until his death years later. Decades have passed since then and Winston himself has become a well known underground market supplier. The arm his father started, has undergone many transitions from ineffective prototype to its current state now. His arm is his tool belt, with built in screwdrivers, hammers, blowtorch, and many more upgrades. Though he sells some of the best and deadliest weapons to some of the most vicious factions, Winston himself is non-violent. He does not have many enemies, as most would rather employ him than kill him. He cares little for using violence himself, in all his years of shady underground deals, only twice has it ever erupted into violence. He is not a good shot, and lacks the physical prowess to be a melee warrior, his skill lies in his mind and his silver tongue. The years of dealing with thieves, killers, and cops, he's really lost all interest in building relationships, as he’s learned most will just turn on you for a quick profit [/hider]