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Richtor

Gender
Male

Age
23


[hider=Appearance]
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Richtor’s a pretty big guy, standing at 6’1 and packed with natural muscular bulk. Despite all of that, his naturally open demeanor makes it hard for most to consider him to be all that intimidating. He wears whatever he can find, which right now is just a green hoodie and some worn jeans.
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[hider=Personality]
Carefree and friendly, but naturally destructive. Richtor is a thrillseeker, a survivor, and a damned fool. He’s a bit cocky about the sheer destructive power he wields, but generally not all that interested in assaulting weaklings. He genuinely believes a fight to the death should be flashy and exciting. While his personality usually vibes with people, the baggage that hangs around him causes most of those people to be fair weather friends at best. He’s actually rather loyal, especially to those that stick around. He’s basically a golden retriever with a destructive streak and an ego problem.
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Richtor doesn’t understand his dream too well, he’s caught plenty of glimpses of giant robots and the like…but he can hardly even conceptualize regular sized ones as he’s never seen one. Fortunately despite that he’s able to pull at least one giant robotic arm. Thankfully a big arm is something he can understand, a big arm means big power. He may not be able to get much more out of his dream past that, but because he’s worked with it quite a bit he’s become pretty proficient with the clunky appendage. While it’s naturally pretty slow, it makes up for it in raw power. A solid strike from that fist is something even most Dreamers won’t appreciate being on the receiving end of. The arm also doubles as a pretty decent source of cover.
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[hider=Bio]

Richtor was raised by his older sister, Lynn,  in the Nova Republic’s capital city. For fourteen years he grew up, went to school, got lectured for skipping school, and got reprimanded for trying to leave the city walls. Of course as his sister was a peacekeeper, he found himself being scolded quite a bit. He looked up to his sister, sure partly because she essentially raised him but also because she had powers. Unfortunately those powers meant he couldn't even attempt to fight her, but he thought they were so cool. His envy built up for fourteen years of hellish boredom…until he saw it. Heavily guarded by the city’s police, a Shard intended for lockup. He hatched a foolhardy plan, playing on his sister wanting him to get into law enforcement and tricking her into taking him to the station with her to ‘see what she does every day.’

What followed was quite possibly the dumbest heist in history. Somehow Richtor managed to get his hands on the shard and gain a power of his own…Only to immediately 'accidentally' smash a giant hole in the side of the police station. Of course he was banished only a few hours later, and his formerly ‘doting sister’ refused to even look him in the eye as an enforcer escorted him to the gates with a bag of nonperishable food and a basic survival guide that he tossed away pretty quickly. 

Of course despite all logic, he’s been doing rather well on his own. His naturally earnest yet dumb personality has caused a few of the people he’s met on the road to help him out from time to time. That’s not to say he hasn’t gotten into his share of trouble. At the slightest chance of a fight, Richtor gleefully went all out. More than a couple of would-be muggers on the road have been flattened after threatening him.

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