managed to get it finished [hider][b]Name:[/b] Pix 
[b]Age:[/b] 106 (looks 30)
[b]Gender[/b] Male
[b]Race:[/b] Huaman
[b]Appearance[/b] 
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[b]Occupation/Concept[/b] Assassin, expert marksman, and a Tailor, Pix has trained for many of years with all kinds of ballistics; rifles, assault rifles, Etc. He has very poor close range skills, however having almost always taken out his opponents before they reach him, it isn't that big of a problem for him.
[b]Training:[/b] [list]
[*] Marksmanship: Rifles, guns, any kind of raged weapon.
[*] Camouflage: Hiding, blending in with surroundings, making small hideaways, etc.
[*] Agility: Running, Jumping, Dodging. You know, the basics
[*] Tailoring: He has always loved to make clothes and hats, combining it with camouflage skills he can make outfits to blend into lots of different environments
[*] Deception: Lying, fibbing, making up stuff.  
[*] Aerial Aiming: While falling, flying, and or being propelled forwards, he has expert aim. This extends to aiming where bombs, grenades, flechettes, Etc. will land.
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[b]Powers:[/b] 
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[*] Ballistomancy: The magic of summoning aetherial ballistics(guns, bombs, grenades, flechetts, etc). Depending on the ballistic, he can summon up to 20 at a time. He can pick and choose where they appear, aim, and shoot/drop as long as it's not too far away, "too far away" being 80 meters. In addition, if it is a gun he may look through its sights.
[*] Combustomancy: Pix may create explosions anywhere within an 5 meter radius centered on him.
[*] Flight: In an extreme use of Combustomancy he can use controlled explosions as a propulsion and hovering method. If used recklessly he can hurt himself and others
[*] Force Palm: He uses a controlled explosion behind his robotic arm to slam his palm into his opponent. This attack deals a huge amount of knockback to his foes.
[*] Visual Enhance: Using his robotic eye he can zoom and identify objects up to 200 meters away.
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[b]Equipment:[/b]
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[*] Persuasion [hider] [img]https://img.roleplayerguild.com/prod/users/f6e51c46-62dd-472f-90a6-ed00b5680c05.jpg[/img] 
His trusty rifle, which he has named 'Persuasion', is a thing of brutality and beauty. It is a high caliber rife capable of killing someone in a single shot, provided it hits something that would cause lethal damage. He got a hold of this beast when he was serving in the military as part of the secret service, he picked it up and immediately felt a bond with it. He has used it for about 30 years and got a nice feel for it. It's almost completely modular, so he can change it depending on the situation. [/hider]

[*] Cloaking Cloak: This cloak is imbued with space magic, bending light around it so that it makes Pix almost invisible to the untrained eye. 
[*] Full body armour: light armour covers Pixes body. Light but durable it can protect well enough from most points, slashes, and cuts, however it is very susceptible to blunt and crushing attacks.      
[*] PDA and UTI, which you already know about, so I'll gloss over that.
[*] Artificial Eye: he had his right eye removed to replace it with a technologically advanced eye, it has many functions, such as: Zoom, identify, and see heat signatures. 
[*] Robotic right arm: This was also removed for enhancement purposes. This arm is useful for a great many things, including: higher durability, increased striking power, also a cup holder. 
[*] Different rounds for 'Persuasion': Explosive, Incendiary, electric, FMJ/armour piercing, anti vehicle, and chemical. 

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[b]Airship:[/b]  N/A 
[b]Motivation:[/b] To end wars by murdering the side he thinks is wrong. and do what ever it takes to serve the side he believes is right.  
[b]Personality:[/b] Happy and bubbly, Pix loves spending time with the ones he loves, he will do almost anything for them. But if anyone betrays him, they will have a bullet coming their way pretty damn soon.
When faced new situations he will think on his feet, doing what he thinks is right. He's the type of person to make decisions based on gut feeling, or if someone he trusts tells him to do otherwise, unless of course it puts him in immediate danger. He tends to say what pops into is head without thinking about it, which has gotten him into quite a lot of arguments, and, surprisingly out of a few. This kind of thinking is good on the battlefield or when he is on a assassination mission.
[b]Flaws[/b] 
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[*] Severe vehicular motion sickness
[*] Overly protective of friends and family
[*] Anger issues
[*] Is a little all over the place and sometimes forgets to brings equipment
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[b]Bio:[/b]
Pix was born into a middle class family, had a good childhood until he found out about stuff that can shoot other stuff, and hats, then it changed from good to great. When he turned 14 he started researching all kinds of weapons.  He would spend his nights tinkering away in his small room in a large building in a even larger city. One day he set out to the garbage dump where he worked, when he arrived there he started doing the same old thing, sorting garbage into different piles, he found something, a old and slightly moldy book. Pix opened it and found words he couldn't understand, he hid the book in his bag to take home that night and study it as he was a very inquisitive child. That night he got home and looked through the book, nothing had changed since that morning, he decided he would go to the library the next day to see if they had any books to help him decipher it, when he woke up he went to the library, found a book and went home. He managed, over time, to  the entire book, learning it was a magic tome of Ballistomancy, he studied it until he knew it like the back of his hand, by this point he had aged, he was now 19 and knew the basics of Ballistomancy.

On his 28 birthday he decided he wanted to leave his shitty city and travel the world. Almost a month later he packed his things, put on his best hat, grabbed a walking stick, and set off on his adventure, first saying his goodbyes to his family and friends. As he started walking out of the concrete jungle that was his home, he felt relived to finally be getting out of there. On his travels he found a lot of amazing things, people who can fly, giant airships floating around in the skies, all sorts of amazing things. Eventually he found himself in a large steam filled city with wonders to behold, old men selling doodads and daddoos, young women yelling out to buy their fresh food and baked goods, even people sitting on blankets on the floor with jewelry set out in front of them calling out to anyone they could make eye contact with. He wanted to give it a try, so after a couple days sleeping on the streets and wandering around this huge city, he found a garbage dump and snuck inside, stealing some scraps to make things with, he also a blanket in not to bad condition. The next day he set up shop and started to make a little money, one night a old man came shambling along and saw Pixes Ballistomancy Tome, he crouched down next to him and asked him about it, they talked for a bit and he made a offer of 100 gold coins for it, Pix declined. He came back again the next day to offer him 150 gold coins, then the next day, and the next, each time offering more and more, Pix still declined. He came back one last time and proposed a trade, his Ballistomancy Tome for another book the old man had in his possession, Pix questioned him about it and found out it was a Combustomancy tome, Pix thought about it and decided to make the trade.

He spent the next few years studding the Tome of Combustomancy. At this point in time he was 40. He was now a Expert Ballistomancer and was still learning Combustomancy, but with time he would improve. A few years later his journey led him to join up with a army. He served 17 years before joining a top-secret training program in which it would train their specific skills to perfection, during the training he gave up a eye and a arm so to enhance his combat ability. Pix was trained as a sniper and assassin, his now mastery of Ballistomancy and Combustomancy combined gave him a huge advantage in combat. While in training they let him assemble his own weapons, He made a medium caliber sniper and named it 'Persuasion', as soon as he finished making it, he felt a bond with it. He would upgrade and tinker with it every chance he got, developing his different round types. leaving the training camp 20 years later, a highly trained assassin and marksman, to set out and try and make a difference in the world.

Now, in present day he has started working as an Assassin for hire and a Hatter on the side. with his trusty rifle, a very nice caravan and two lovely horses to pull it, he still is making weapons and practicing his magic, wandering and helping people wherever he can.     

[b]Extra Info:[/b] His two horses Butter and Bread.  He is a renown Hatter, making any kind of hat at his leisure, his favourite hat being a hardened dragon blood hat[/hider]