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Name: Mike Knowles

Gender: Male

Age: 42

Appearance: Mike is a rugged, ugly son of a bitch. Looking at him, one can imagine what kind of hideous creatures humans of the past must have been before science became advanced enough that being ugly became a choice. His face is wrinkled beyond his years, and his unkempt graying hair comes down just far enough to shade his permanently bloodshot eyes and a nose that has been broken probably a dozen times over the decades. He is not tall, standing at only 5'10, and weighs close to two hundred pounds; though very little of it is fat. He has no cybernetic enhancements, but is missing his left leg. In it's place is an old 20th century tech prosthetic, that is simply a titanium limb and foot with a series of spring shock absorbers. 

 Bio: Mike grew up in relative paradise. He grew up on Earth in a nature preserve, where there were trees, grass, and occasionally he'd glimpse a blue sky. He was raised the old fashioned way, by a mom and pop who believed in traditionalism. By the age of thirteen he was coming to realize how dark humanity had become outside of his small paradise. Mega cities had slowly but surely taken land from the nature reserve over the years, taking away the grass and trees and the rare blue skies. At fifteen, The preserve was down to nothing but Mike's home. He and his family were being suffocated by progress. When they were told their land had been seized and that they were to vacate, his parents had snapped. Mike's dad was killed fighting back. Authorities took Mike to a local shelter. He was later told that his mother died in the demolition of the house, protecting his father's body. 

The trauma of losing his home and family shaped the Mike that now searches for the golden disk on Mars. After years of assimilation and adjustment to humanity's progress, he still finds himself a low-tech man in a high-tech world. His strange understanding of both worlds led him to performing odd jobs, sometimes criminal and sometimes not. He grew up learning that there were many advantages to being raised the old fashioned way on Earth. He was resilient, knew how to take some dirt to the eye. He found he possessed deep levels of critical thinking in the face of adversity that most people had abandoned in favor of technological help. 

At the age of 37, he heard rumors that Arcadia's Disk was on Mars. He knew that if he got his hands on the disk, he could finally show humanity what they had lost in their journey for technological progress. He could avenge his parents. He could shut down Os-Net. Mike found a smuggling ship to take him from Earth to Mars (During this trip, he learned they planned to enslave him and use him a cheap labor. He made it to Mars alive, but lost his leg in the conflict.). Now on Mars, he spends his days seeking the map. He often affiliates himself with the Militia to help further his goals, as they tend to relate to his beliefs the most. He is not a member, but will work closely with them on jobs that require his expertise. 

Other: Mike's arsenal is as antiquated as he is. He carries a Glock 19 in a shoulder holster, and four spare magazines in a separate shoulder holster. Tucked low into his waistband at the small of his back he keeps a smaller pistol, a Ruger LCP (compact .380). Besides a standard pocket knife, the only other weapon Mike has is an explosive device hidden in a false compartment in the knee cap of his prosthetic leg. Back in the old days on Earth, this explosive device was known as a fragmentation grenade. 

His clothing is also reminiscent of older days. Mike will typically wear a faded pair of jeans or khakis, graphic tee representing long forgotten relics like the Rolling Stones, Star Wars, or Reagan & Bush campaign ads. Though Mike will never be without his leather jacket. He likes leather jackets. 


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Hi! This is my first attempt at joining a roleplay (and my first post ever). I hope I've done everything correctly and that I'm posting this in the right forum, but let me know if there are any obvious mistakes or improvements to be made! I dabble often in writing so I believe I can catch on quick to how things are done around here. I really like the idea behind this one; can't wait to get started!