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Charlie is a man of average height, at 5' 11". He has a lean build, not extremely muscular, but not skinny either. His right hand is missing, simply a stub.
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[b]Name:[/b]
Charlie 'Lefty' Johnson

[b]Gender:[/b]
Male

[b]Age:[/b]
32

[b]Scar/Tattoo:[/b]
He has a tattoo of an open palm on his right wrist, just above where his hand would be. It is surrounded by an intricate pattern that spirals up his arm, continuing on to his chest. The palm on his tattoo glows when he uses his ability. He also has a scar running around the circumference of his other wrist.

[b]Powers/Abilities:[/b]
He has the ability to summon a fairly large hand (larger than a human hand, but smaller than a chair) to do his bidding: however, it has many restrictions, as he has learned. The hand has a 8 foot arm span, and the hand itself has 10 inch long fingers. The hand can only be 'spawned', when Hans makes a sacrifice of blood. It doesn't have to be a lot of blood, but he must bleed on the area in which he wishes to spawn the hand. Until the hand is dismissed, it cannot be placed again. It is noteworthy that although the hand can take a lot of damage, any pain felt by the hand, Hans feels as well. If Hans is hurt too much while commanding the hand, the hand will vanish. 

[b]Personality:[/b]
A bit cocky, Charlie doesn't believe in the word slow. He needs to have something occupying his mind at all times, he can't stand not being able to do anything. He is rather kind, although his temper is short.

[b]Bio:[/b]
As a child, Charlie was raised by a good, middle-classs family. He was always close with his parents, and his older brother, whom he fought with, but otherwise got along with rather well. Things began to go downhill for him when his parents got divorced. He was still young when it happened, so he didn't really understand why. Something about his dad cheating. Mom always did take board games seriously.
Either way, it was a bad time for the whole family. His mom took custody of Charlie and his brother, however every now and again they got to visit their father again. Charlies mother was stressed a lot, which made Charlie stressed a lot. Eventually, everyone settled back down, but it was quite a few years.

For all of Charlies life, he had loved cars. As a baby, he played with toy cars. As he grew up, he watched NASCAR, and raced go-karts. He was a stupendous driver when he got his drivers license, and made up his mind as of what he wanted to do with his life. After years of practice, he became a professional NASCAR driver. It was his dream come true.

Then, the accident happened. He was racing, in a rather unimportant race. He considered it to be an easy win. But it didn't end well. Some amateur didn't know what he was doing, and flipped his car. Charlie slammed on the breaks, but it was too late. He was engulfed in a fiery wreck of twisted steel and rubber, as well as many other racers. He was awake, but in major pain. The only part of him that didn't feel anything was his right hand.

He woke up to a rhythmic beeping. He squinted in the white glare of the hospital room. He could tell he was on many anesthetics. He looked around, seeing his mother and brother in the room, as well as a doctor. The doctor said some things, but Charlie didn't understand much, other than "You're going to be fine" and something about his right hand. Hearing the comment about his right hand, he looked over at it, only to see it was missing, then proceeded to pass out.

When he woke up again, he didn't remember much, but he did remember that where he was was absolutely not a hospital.

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