[center][hider=Cameron 'Cam' Campbell]
[img]https://s18.postimg.org/tpi6ww92h/hitman_1.jpg[/img]

[h3][b][color=lightgreen]Daylight, in bad dreams...[/color][/b][/h3]

[color=lightgreen][b]Name:[/b][/color]

Cameron Campbell

[color=lightgreen][b]Nicknames/Alias:[/b][/color]

Cam

[color=lightgreen][b]Age:[/b][/color]

34

[color=lightgreen][b]Gender:[/b][/color]

Male

[color=lightgreen][b]Sexual Orientation:[/b][/color]

Bisexual, aromantic

([color=lightgreen][b]"A good babe's nice, so are dudes sometimes, but feelings are for the birds. They keep you distracted from what's really important: getting a boatload of cash."[/b][/color])

[color=lightgreen][b]Ethnicity:[/b][/color]

Caucasian (Heinz 57)

[color=lightgreen][b]State:[/b][/color]

Maine

[h3][b][color=lightgreen]... In a cool world, full of cruel things...[/color][/b][/h3]

[color=lightgreen][b]Appearance Details:[/b][/color]

At a glance, Cam is just an average man, if a bit rugged, standing at 6'0 (but hunching over to 5'10 to appear less intimidating most of the time) and weighing in the low 180s. He has brown hair that he keeps cut short and his face is home to stubble that clings to his face due to the shoddy razors he uses. Most often he wears a tattered light green trenchcoat that's seen better days, a grey t-shirt with a bloodstain that [i]won't come out[/i], and faded jeans riddled with holes. Finishing off the ensemble is a battered pair of black and white Converse sneakers.

[color=lightgreen][b]Tattoos, Piercings, Scars, Other:[/b][/color]

Multiple scars on face and throughout body.

[color=lightgreen][b]Brand Tattoo Placement:[/b][/color]

Left wrist.

[color=lightgreen][b]Assets and Bank Account:[/b][/color]

Back Account: $2,691
On Hand: $98

Has two safehouses in addition to his own home. One safehouse resides on the edge of Korven leading into Lisden, the other on the other edge of Korven leading to Eden. His actual home is right in the middle. Both safehouses are stocked with a month's supply of food, a water pump, a week's worth of clothes, and a bed. His own home is not dissimilar, and is scarcely decorated.

He also owns a [url=https://s18.postimg.org/r2qlhtxrd/gun.jpg]Vortex Mk. I[/url], predecessor of the popular revolver. It carries six shots, and is far less powerful than its younger brother. Most often kept concealed in an inner pocket of Cam's trench coat and lovingly referred to as Gladys.

[h3][b][color=lightgreen]... Hang tight, all you...[/color][/b][/h3]

[color=lightgreen][b]Gang Affiliation:[/b][/color]

N/A

([b][color=lightgreen]"Tried running with a few small time gangs once, but I much prefer being, ah, self employed as it were."[/color][/b])

[color=lightgreen][b]Occupation:[/b][/color]

Hitman, thug-for-hire, mercenary, occasional gambler and prizefighter.

([b][color=lightgreen]"What can I say? I'm a renaissance man.[/color][/b])

[color=lightgreen][b]Sanction:[/b][/color]

Originated in Lisden, lives in Korven now.

([b][color=lightgreen]"Glad to be outta the slums. Gotta say though, place was a [i]lot[/i] better for work."[/color][/b])

[color=lightgreen][b]Favorite Season:[/b][/color]

Winter

([b][color=lightgreen]"In winter, it gets dark sooner and the night lasts longer. Great for my line of work."[/color][/b])

[color=lightgreen][b]Personality:[/b][/color]

[b][color=green]Affable[/color][/b] - [b][color=green]Generous[/color][/b] - [b][color=green]Wisecracking[/color][/b] | [b][color=red]Violent[/color][/b] - [b][color=red]Cynical[/color][/b] - [b][color=red]Lewd[/color][/b]

Let's say you're in a bar. Cam is the kind of guy that would buy you a beer even if he had never seen you before in his life. He'd crack jokes with you, though some of them might be a bit biting due to how jaded he is, and they definitely won't be appropriate for a younger audience. He'd listen to your troubles, maybe even offer a way to deal with those problems in between cracks. 

Then, a bar fight breaks out. Cam rushes into the action despite not being involved in the initial conflict, and he has a look of sheer ecstasy on his face as he bashes a man's head into a broken shot glass. Repeatedly. Then he walks back over once the conflict is through and goes back to joking around with you.

Overall, a [url=http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Analysis/AntiHero]Type IV anti-hero (Unscrupulous Hero)[/url].

[h3][b][color=lightgreen]... Nothing like a big bad bridge to go, go burning through.[/color][/b][/h3]

[color=lightgreen][b]Likes and Dislikes:[/b][/color]

[b][color=green]✔ Guns[/color][/b] - [color=lightgreen][b]"I like guns. Lots of guns. I've got a nice gun, her name's Gladys."[/b][/color]

[b][color=green]✔ Beers[/color][/b] - [color=lightgreen][b]"Oh, and beer, and lots of that too; can never get enough of it."[/b][/color]

[b][color=green]✔ Rain[/color][/b] - [color=lightgreen][b]"Then there's rain, always makes it easier to think for me."[/b][/color]

[b][color=red]✘ Eden and its residents[/color][/b] - [color=lightgreen][b]"Now, one thing I can't stand is those sleazy, greedy as all hell bums in Eden. Fucking bastards get to live on top while everyone below suffers."[/b][/color]

[b][color=red]✘ Lisden and its residents[/color][/b] - [color=lightgreen][b]"On the other end is Lisden, and all the scum that live there. World'd be a lot better if that place got torched. Don't get me wrong, I like seedy, but that place is [i]waaay[/i] too seedy if you ask me."[/b][/color]

[b][color=red]✘ Light beer[/color][/b] - [color=lightgreen][b]"And last, and most [i]certainly[/i] least, light. [i]Fucking. BEER.[/i] It's an absolute [i]disgrace[/i] to all alcoholic beverages."[/b][/color]

[color=lightgreen][b]Hobbies and Interests:[/b][/color]

[color=lightgreen][b]"I like reading some of those fancy schamncy picture books from the before times. There's this series called 'Sin City' that's pretty enthralling. Aside from that there's also watching before time movies, like this one called 'The Terminator', must've watched that thing a million times over. And last but not least, drinking all my money away in seedy bars is high up on the list of things I like to do."[/b][/color]

[color=lightgreen][b]Small Biography:[/b][/color]

[color=lightgreen][b]"There's not much to tell, really. I was born in Lisden, raised there most of my life. Mom died in childbirth, dad bit the bullet when I was seventeen. People were dying all over the place in that hellhole, someone'd kill you for a rotten chunk of meat you found in a dumpster. Now I figured, 'hey, if I'm gonna kill people anyway, why not get paid for it?'

"My journey to notoriety started with beating poor schmucks to a pulp, stealing their money, then heading to a gun store. I got a pistol and a box of bullets, and I started heading off to bars and offering my services to those who needed it. It was good work, but after a while I realized I needed to move up in the game or I'd never go anywhere. That's when Rhett came into play.

"He was about 39 or so at the time, and he was a legend. Some of the greatest criminals in Morvai worked with him at some point. He sat down next to me and said[/b][/color] [b][color=teal]"boy, you're just squandering your potential."[/color][color=lightgreen] Then he began to fill me in on how working with him would put me in the big leagues. He had me at 'boy'.

"Rhett became my contractor. At first the jobs were big, lucrative, assassinating businessmen and the like. But after a while Rhett fell from grace, and with his fall came jobs like killing cheating husbands for jealous wives and handling stalkers for poor girls. I became pretty low rent. I started taking more types of jobs, like merc work and intimidation jobs.

"Now I'm just trying to get by, like everyone else. If you've got the cash for it, I can be your backdoor man."[/color][/b]

[b][color=slategray]"Thanks for telling me your life story,"[/color][/b] the man sitting across from Cam began, [b][color=slategray]"Now can I give you the details on the job?"[/color][/b]

[color=lightgreen][b]"Of course."[/b][/color]

[b][color=slategray]"There's this place, on Pico, called TechNoir. Guy I need you to take out's a regular there..."[/color][/b]

[color=lightgreen][b]Family Members:[/b][/color]

[color=lightgreen][b]"Well, old man's been dead about seventeen years, and mom died during childbirth. Don't have no aunts, uncles, siblings, or grandparents to speak of. But hey, not like I'm complaining."[/b][/color]

[color=lightgreen][b]Relationships:[/b][/color]

[b]Rhett Burke[/b] - [color=lightgreen][b]"Rhett's my contractor. Good guy, could stand to lose a few pounds and maybe cut back on the drinking but who am I to judge? Known him about fifteen years. All my contracts, they go through him. If I'm being perfectly honest, he's kinda like the dad I never really had, considering mine was just a deadbeat drunk who never paid me any mind growing up. He helped me out, taught me everything I know, and I couldn't be more grateful... But, if I told that to him he'd probably laugh his ass off."[/b][/color]

[b]Jolie Taylor[/b] - [color=lightgreen][b]"Oh don't get me started on [i]her[/i]. We can't seem to go three seconds without going at each others' throats, unless there's already some fighting going on. She's got guts, skill, and a damn fine body, but that doesn't make her [i]any less of a pain in the ass[/i]. We met a few months back during a bar brawl, started with us scrappin' then other people started jumping in and before we knew it it was us against them. We're a good team in combat, but aside from that? No."[/b][/color]

[b]Mallory Setter[/b] - [color=lightgreen][b]"He's a good kid, could stand to lighten up a bit but what can you do? Got the potential to be one of the best in the game. Me and Jo've sorta taken him under our wing, teachin' him the secrets of the trade and all that. I met him a month ago when he was trying to take out a target of mine. Turns out two different guys wanted the same guy dead. Mal was doing it all sorts of wrong, so I showed him how it was done and brought him into the fold."[/b][/color]

[b]Quint Casey[/b] - [color=lightgreen][b]"Best damn smuggler I know. Most of the time I like using my baby Gladys when I need to cap a guy, but when I need better hardware I go to him to get it for me. He's a pretty chill guy to be around, and I like trading quips during the brief times we meet. Indulging in crime, snarky, and he knows how to keep his mouth shut when he's supposed to. A man after my own heart, really."[/b][/color]

[color=lightgreen][b]Theme Songs (Because I know Cap loves these things):[/b][/color]

[url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nxg4C365LbQ]Main theme (Lorn - Acid Rain)[/url]

[url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jdtv99fZhQQ]Alternate theme (Arvo Party - Chevy Chase)[/url]
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[hider=Jackson 'Jack' Ellison]
[img]https://s31.postimg.org/8hyh3mo6j/jack.jpg[/img]

[b][color=darkkhaki]Name:[/color][/b]
Jackson Ellison
[b][color=darkkhaki]Nicknames/Alias:[/color][/b]
Jack
[b][color=darkkhaki]Age:[/color][/b]
31
[b][color=darkkhaki]Gender:[/color][/b]
Male
[b][color=darkkhaki]Sexual Orientation:[/color][/b]
Heterosexual
[b][color=darkkhaki]Ethnicity:[/color][/b]
Caucasian (Welsh Descent)
[b][color=darkkhaki]State:[/color][/b]
Oregon

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[b][color=darkkhaki]Appearance Details:[/color][/b]
Jack is a very uninteresting man to look at most of the time. He stands at 5'10, weights in the low 160s, and wears a mask of perpetual indifference on his face. His hair is dark brown and cut short, his eyes are a dull blue, and his face clean shaven. Most often his attire consists of a typical suit and tie of an office worker, khakis and all.
[b][color=darkkhaki]Tattoos, Piercings, Scars, Other:[/color][/b]
Burn scar on the back of his left hand, and (though not permanent) his face is almost always covered in bruises and his knuckles scratched.
[b][color=darkkhaki]Brand Tattoo Placement:[/color][/b]
Right wrist.
[b][color=darkkhaki]Assets and Bank Account:[/color][/b]
In Bank: $31,982

Jackson owns a nice penthouse in Eden, filled to the brim with pointless trinkets and fancy furniture like a little coffee table in the shape of a Yin-Yang. One room is set up with some exercise equipment, like an exercise bike, a weight set, and a punching bag. The kitchen is full of top line appliances and his dishes are those nice ones with the little bubbles and imperfections, proof they were crafted by hard working people. Finally his bedroom contains a king sized bed, a flat screen television, and a door leading out to a balcony where one can see all of Morvai.

He owns no weapons.

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[b][color=darkkhaki]Gang Affiliation:[/color][/b]
N/A
[b][color=darkkhaki]Occupation:[/color][/b]
Accountant for MorCo
[b][color=darkkhaki]Sanction:[/color][/b]
Eden
[b][color=darkkhaki]Favorite Season:[/color][/b]
Spring
[b][color=darkkhaki]Personality:[/color][/b]
[b][color=green]Contemplative[/color] - [color=green]Polite[/color] - [color=green]Determined[/color] | [color=red]Insomniac[/color] - [color=red]Self-Destructive[/color] - [color=red]Misanthropic[/color][/b]

Jack likes to play the part of the average everyman. Boring, too nice for his own good, and only speaking when spoken to. Really, he's just another face in the crowd, someone you shouldn't spend a moment's thought on. That's at the office, however; the carefully crafted facade he presents to everyone he barely knows.

On his own time either at home, in a bar, or in the ring, he's a completely different person. An angry young man who hates everyone who isn't him and has a foot in the grave. He's headstrong, and when he puts his mind to something then he does it. Too bad he hasn't been able to apply his willpower to establishing a sleep schedule.
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[b][color=darkkhaki]Likes and Dislikes:[/color][/b] 
✔ His penthouse
✔ Television
✔ Fighting
✔ Feeling pain

✘ His boss
✘ Stuart from HR
✘ MorCo
✘ Establishment
[b][color=darkkhaki]Hobbies and Interests:[/color][/b] 
[list][*]Watching television
[*]Browsing the furniture catalog
[*]Getting his knuckles to bleed
[*]Staying up for days on end without sleep[/list]
[b][color=darkkhaki]Small Biography:[/color][/b] 
[color=darkkhaki][b]"I never really knew my dad. He ran off when I was six to go bang some other woman in another part of town. He did that every six years, starting a new family then leaving them to do it all over again. Guess he was establishing franchises. Mom was a barmaid in Korven, every night she came home with a bruise or two from her boss.

"I managed to get into Eden to go to college, decided to go with accounting. I got a job at MorCo, after a couple of years I was one of the top guys around there in the finance department. But being around so many people like Dicktator Joe... It made me sick. I hated them and everything they stood for, everything from the fact that they oppressed the lower class and got money from their hard work to their cornflower blue ties and their grande-lattes.

"But, like so many others, I became a victim of the high class nesting ground. I became addicted to flipping through furniture catalogues trying to find what dining set defined me as a person. If I saw something clever, like a coffee table in the shape of a Yin-Yang, I had to have it. I used to read Playboy. Now it was the MorCo Selection.

"My mom's death a year ago was what pulled me out of my rut. I had to do something to shake up this monotony. I ended up stalking the streets late at night when I couldn't sleep. I went to a bar in Korven. After a few bad words were exchanged between myself and a barfly, I found myself outside punching the shit out of him. Some people watched. After I thoroughly kicked his ass, one guy stepped forward and asked 'can I be next?'

"I started something. I don't even know what. A fight club, I guess. Every Saturday we meet at that bar and I give out the rules I decided on. Every Saturday I was finding out something. I still don't know what though."[/b][/color]
[b][color=darkkhaki]Family Members:[/color][/b]
[b]Tyler Ellison[/b] - Father (No contact for years between the two, and that's for the better)
[b]Marla Ellison[/b] - Mother (Deceased)
[b][color=darkkhaki]Relationships:[/color][/b]
[b]Joseph Morvai[/b] - Boss (Jack by day: [color=darkkhaki][b]"Yes sir, I'll have the list of profits filled and sent to your desk soon."[/b][/color] Jack by night: [color=darkkhaki][b]"That fat, ugly bastard should burn in Hell."[/b][/color])
[b][color=darkkhaki]Theme Song:[/color][/b]
[url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bpMv76SIUhg]Main Theme (Billy Joel - Prelude/Angry Young Man)[/url]
[url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5iC0YXspJRM]Alternate Theme (The Pixies - Where Is My Mind[/url]
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[hider=Benjamin 'BJ' Hayes][b][h3]MORVAI SECURITY PERSONNEL
OPERATIVE #1225
BENJAMIN HAYES[/h3][/b]
[hider=IMAGE ON FILE][img]https://s18.postimg.org/akexn89ux/bionicman.jpg[/img][/hider][b][h3]BASIC INFORMATION[/h3][/b]
[color=steelblue][b]BIRTHNAME:[/b][/color]
Benjamin Josiah Hayes
[color=steelblue][b]ALIASES:[/b][/color]
BJ, 'The Bionic Man', disparagingly referred to as 'the douche who always wears sunglasses' on several occasions
[color=steelblue][b]AGE:[/b][/color]
Twenty-nine years old
[color=steelblue][b]GENDER:[/b][/color]
Born as and identifies as male
[color=steelblue][b]SEXUAL ORIENTATION:[/b][/color]
Asexual and aromantic
(SUBJECT HAD THIS TO SAY: [color=steelblue][b]"My current objectives do not require sexual interaction, romance, or any combination of the two. Therefore, they are of no interest to me."[/b][/color])
[color=steelblue][b]OCCUPATION:[/b][/color]
Morvai Security Ranger
[color=steelblue][b]SANCTION:[/b][/color]
Korven (Work Visa into Eden)
[color=steelblue][b]ETHNICITY:[/b][/color]
Caucasian
[color=steelblue][b]STATE:[/b][/color]
New York
[h3]CHARACTERISTICS[/h3]
[color=steelblue][b]PHYSICAL DETAILS:[/b][/color]
Subject is six foot, three and a half inches tall, with a weight of 193 pounds. Skin pigment is unnaturally pale, as though the subject does not get enough sunlight. Hair is a raven black, and cut short for practicality; subject prefers to slick it back with gel though a stray lock occasionally falls across his forehead. Subject has a penchant for wearing black longcoats and mirrored sunglasses when off-duty, and even wears a longcoat over his Nano-Kevlar during missions.
[color=steelblue][b]NOTABLE FEATURES:[/b][/color]
Upon closer inspection, people will note the faint lines in pentagon shapes on the subject's jaw and the sides of his forehead, as well as the copper wiring running from the subject's temples to behind his ear. These are a result of his neurological implants. When his sunglasses are removed, it is also easy to note the subject's eye color is unnatural in its shade; a bright, neon blue. This is a result of his visual implants.
[color=steelblue][b]BRAND TATTOO PLACEMENT:[/b][/color]
Right wrist.
[color=steelblue][b]ASSETS:[/b][/color]
IN BANK ACCOUNT: [REDACTED]

Subject owns an apartment within Korven, on the corner of [REDACTED] and [REDACTED]. Subject shows no interest in decorating or furnishing apartment beyond bare essentials. Subject is the owner of a two year old male [url=https://images.wagwalkingweb.com/media/breed/pembroke-welsh-corgi/appearance/pembroke-welsh-corgi.png?auto=compress&fit=max]Pembroke Welsh Corgi[/url] named 'Jasper'. The subject owns no weapons for personal use.

Subject is a prototype in biomechanical implantation; a cyborg. The only notable abilities the subject has attained are enhanced senses and reflexes and a natural affinity for electronics. The only known side effect of the implants is the subject's almost complete lack of emotional response; the implants neutralized the nerves within his face, making it impossible for him to so much as smile or show any other emotional response. This does not, however, mean that the subject does not feel emotions.
[h3][b]PSYCHOLOGICAL ANALYSIS[/b][/h3]
[color=steelblue][b]GANG AFFILIATIONS:[/b][/color]
N/A
(SUBJECT HAD THIS TO SAY: [color=steelblue][b]"The organized criminal units throughout the city are the very reason I joined Morvai Security."[/b][/color])
[color=steelblue][b]SEASON OF CHOICE:[/b][/color]
None.
(SUBJECT HAD THIS TO SAY: [color=steelblue][b]"This endless fascination with seasons confuses me. The cycle of our world orbiting around the sun should not warrant this level of interest, unless it was getting dangerously close to destroying us... I have to make a choice? Alright. Spring."[/b][/color])
[color=steelblue][b]PERSONALITY TRAITS:[/b][/color]
Subject is very [color=green][b]professional[/b][/color] in on-duty interactions, with cool and detached responses. This leads him to appear rather [color=green][b]stoic[/b][/color] and [color=red][b]antisocial[/b][/color], though one should not be fooled: he has an [color=green][b]altruistic[/b][/color] streak a mile long. This does not change the fact that his demeanor is almost always very [color=red][b]curt[/b][/color] and [color=red][b]no-nonsense[/b][/color], though he has been shown to have a [color=green][b]snarky[/b][/color] side when off-duty. His experiences, both growing up and working for Morvai Security, have led to a rather [color=red][b]jaded[/b][/color] outlook on life. Higher officials believe that subject presents only a 0.01% chance of rebelling, the lowest estimated threat level in Morvai Security's entire roster.
[color=steelblue][b]LIKES AND DISLIKES:[/b][/color]
✔ Morvai Security
✔ Serving Morvai Security
✔ Protecting the innocent
✔ (Guilty pleasure) Anastasia Jarsdel's music
✔ Sunglasses

✘ Being unable to serve Morvai Security
✘ Being unable to protect the innocent
✘ Slandering Morvai Security
✘ Criminals and gangs
✘ Superstition
[color=steelblue][b]HOBBIES AND INTERESTS:[/b][/color]
* Serving Morvai Security
* Spending time with Jasper
* Listening to music
* Browsing internet forums
[h3][b]BIOGRAPHY[/b][/h3]
[color=steelblue][b]PAST AS RELATED BY SUBJECT:[/b][/color]
[color=steelblue][b]"My name is Benjamin Josiah Hayes, known as 'BJ' among friends. I was born twenty-nine years, two months, and six days ago at the time of this recording, to a working class couple living in Korven. I was their only child. As a child I grew to despise the crime rampant in the middle and low class districts of Morvai, and wished to find a way to put an end to it. My resolve was further strengthened by the death of my parents in a case of arson committed by the Kings when I was 15.

"I enlisted with Morvai Security at the age of 16. Put through rigorous training that tested my athleticism, wit, and willpower, I was taught the skills I needed to protect the common man. The top of my class, I was assigned to TacDiv and served with them for six years. At the age of twenty-two, I applied for the Rangers. The four months I spent training was like Hell on Earth, and I feel I was lucky to survive it.

"As a Ranger, I handled dangerous operations that resulted in the deaths of many of my comrades. But I never lost my nerve. Before long I found myself fashioned as a hero among the recruits, a shining beacon of what cadets should strive to be during their time in MorSec; a living legend. This caught the attention of Mr. Palmer, CEO of Morvai Security.

"The newly developed research and development lab was fashioning biomechanical implantations, devices implemented into a subject that provides them with almost superhuman abilities. One year, eight months, and twenty-one days ago, I was chosen as the first subject to be implanted. All I can recall of these experiments is an unpleasant sound to my right, and the image of a tree falling. When I woke up from the operation I found that..."[/b][/color] [i]The subject paused for a short moment.[/i] [color=steelblue][b]"The operation was a success. My senses and reflexes were fine-tuned. My affinity for hacking was increased tenfold. I was the first bionic man.

"Since then, I have served Morvai Security and the people of Morvai with these abilities, and plan to continue doing so for years to come. God bless Morvai and its people."[/b][/color]
[color=steelblue][b]RELATIVES:[/b][/color]
[b]Kyle Hayes (Father)[/b] - Deceased (Died in house fire)
[b]Sarah Hayes (Mother)[/b] - Deceased (Died in house fire)
[color=steelblue][b]RELATIONS:[/b][/color]
[b][url=https://i219.photobucket.com/albums/cc107/Asmodai02/Roleplay/abram.png]Captain Abram Tanaka[/url][/b] (Boss) - [color=steelblue][b]"A great man. He locked up the traitor Taylor and has ushered us in a new golden age for MorSec. I'm proud to be able to say I work for him."[/b][/color]

[hider=OOC Stuff]
Theme Songs:
[url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JuFJ9reBX5c]Main Theme (Perturbator - Death Squad)[/url]

[url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HGzZ4SjFOLI]Alternate Theme (Perturbator - Neo Tokyo)[/url]

[url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jxcZAHTyVCI]Joke Theme (Corey Hart - Sunglasses At Night)[/url]

Money in bank account: $21,903

[b]NOTE:[/b] The implants... They don't actually work. BJ even knows they don't. But he keeps up the ruse that they do work so the higher ups don't have him terminated.
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