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⦋ Unknown || Unknown || He/him ⦌
OVERVIEW
APPEARANCE
BACKSTORY & MOTIVATION
Voyt casts an unwelcoming and quiet figure, standing at an even 6’0, Voyt is trim with obvious muscle definition. His exposed arms and face carry faded but still noticeable scarring from battles won and lost. Voyt’s dirty blonde hair hangs down to his neck and is often unkempt as is his beard which is usually shaved down to a shadow but comes off patchy from carrying the odd scarring across Voyt’s jaw.
Despite his standoffish appearance and demeanour however, Voyt’s outfit is quite striking. Consisting of an old west gunslinger inspired get-up complete with a dark brown hat that has a bandolier of bullets wrapped around the base. A tattered dark brown poncho that hangs off the back of Voyt’s left side like a cape, a faded blue shirt with the top two buttons undone and a dark brown and black bandanna wrapped around his neck to be pulled up and used when concealing his identity on the job. He has a protective vest over his shirt and brown thigh and leg guards over a pair of dusty black pants, accompanied of course with two holsters for his revolvers. Completing the ensemble is a pair of black cowboy boots with silver tips and rusty bronze spurs.
Despite his standoffish appearance and demeanour however, Voyt’s outfit is quite striking. Consisting of an old west gunslinger inspired get-up complete with a dark brown hat that has a bandolier of bullets wrapped around the base. A tattered dark brown poncho that hangs off the back of Voyt’s left side like a cape, a faded blue shirt with the top two buttons undone and a dark brown and black bandanna wrapped around his neck to be pulled up and used when concealing his identity on the job. He has a protective vest over his shirt and brown thigh and leg guards over a pair of dusty black pants, accompanied of course with two holsters for his revolvers. Completing the ensemble is a pair of black cowboy boots with silver tips and rusty bronze spurs.
BACKSTORY & MOTIVATION
Subject Eleven was, for all intents and purposes, a complete success. Several biological scientists and DNA experts exiled from governments and black projects alike had pooled their knowledge together in an effort to create life, namely the perfect soldier. With intents to sell this specimen to the highest bidder or even form their own PMC group via cloning. The scientists had collected the DNA (through questionable means and contacts) of numerous decorated soldiers. One had the idea to also imbue the subject with the DNA of various legends of the Old West, primarily because these were records and small samples that their contacts could supply at a much easier and faster rate than members of the military. After years of delicate trials and ten failures. They succeeded.
Nicknamed Voyt - the initials of the four head scientists' second names - they set to work in shaping their creation to be well versed in all forms of firearm based combat, which he naturally excelled in. Though perhaps due to the DNA used, their subject showed a particular fascination & fondness for revolvers, lever action rifles and shotguns. Their creation was unfeasible when attempting to create a fully grown adult, so instead they created an infant, monitoring his life every step of the way to ensure he displayed the aptitude they desired, he excelled past their expectations. They fostered their subjects brutal efficiency with a myriad of drugs, shock reinforcement and live human targets. The closer, it seemed, their dream became, the more unethical their practices would become. Until, one unknown day, their subject snapped and found the will and moment to escape. Cutting a bloody swathe through the facility and its guards until he hunted down and killed every last scientist involved in his creation, leaving the four overseers to last. Despite his young er age, Voyt had indeed passed his creator’s desires and was far too much for their security or intellects to stop.
No one is quite sure exactly when the Gunslinger mercenary began operating but when he started, there were few better. Demonstrating a cold efficiency above even other assassins, Voyt's gun-slinging wizardry was in high demand. Whilst always being extremely proficient with his weaponry Voyt soon discovered what he found out to be ki, during a contract he had somehow imbued his inner ki into one of his guns, able to fire it endlessly. From that point on Voyt learned all he could about his new skill, apparently it flowed through all living things and having the DNA of some of the most prolific killers gave Voyt a very good grasp of it. At present Voyt has enough of a handle on ki to which he can stand against other martial artists, monsters, supernatural beings and all manner of things alien to regular people, which he does with alarming efficiency. Voyt very quickly raised his prices.
It has been years since Voyt began his career. Killing many who have been deserving, and many who have not. Mentally Voyt consistently feels an inward conflict in himself, he did not set out to be a killer but he also never stopped, never tried to stop himself from falling further and further down. His thoughts trouble him greatly but he cannot seem to allow himself to change and external factors have only sent him drifting from place to place after a disagreement with the League Of Bounty Hunters. Thus, Voyt continues onwards in his tormented journey to the next big spending employer.
Into the army of MIRAGE...
Nicknamed Voyt - the initials of the four head scientists' second names - they set to work in shaping their creation to be well versed in all forms of firearm based combat, which he naturally excelled in. Though perhaps due to the DNA used, their subject showed a particular fascination & fondness for revolvers, lever action rifles and shotguns. Their creation was unfeasible when attempting to create a fully grown adult, so instead they created an infant, monitoring his life every step of the way to ensure he displayed the aptitude they desired, he excelled past their expectations. They fostered their subjects brutal efficiency with a myriad of drugs, shock reinforcement and live human targets. The closer, it seemed, their dream became, the more unethical their practices would become. Until, one unknown day, their subject snapped and found the will and moment to escape. Cutting a bloody swathe through the facility and its guards until he hunted down and killed every last scientist involved in his creation, leaving the four overseers to last. Despite his young er age, Voyt had indeed passed his creator’s desires and was far too much for their security or intellects to stop.
No one is quite sure exactly when the Gunslinger mercenary began operating but when he started, there were few better. Demonstrating a cold efficiency above even other assassins, Voyt's gun-slinging wizardry was in high demand. Whilst always being extremely proficient with his weaponry Voyt soon discovered what he found out to be ki, during a contract he had somehow imbued his inner ki into one of his guns, able to fire it endlessly. From that point on Voyt learned all he could about his new skill, apparently it flowed through all living things and having the DNA of some of the most prolific killers gave Voyt a very good grasp of it. At present Voyt has enough of a handle on ki to which he can stand against other martial artists, monsters, supernatural beings and all manner of things alien to regular people, which he does with alarming efficiency. Voyt very quickly raised his prices.
It has been years since Voyt began his career. Killing many who have been deserving, and many who have not. Mentally Voyt consistently feels an inward conflict in himself, he did not set out to be a killer but he also never stopped, never tried to stop himself from falling further and further down. His thoughts trouble him greatly but he cannot seem to allow himself to change and external factors have only sent him drifting from place to place after a disagreement with the League Of Bounty Hunters. Thus, Voyt continues onwards in his tormented journey to the next big spending employer.
Into the army of MIRAGE...
FIGHTING STYLE & ABILITIES
SKILLS & ABILITIES
Voyt is, as his look would suggest, a gunman. Theoretically he can efficiently use almost any ranged weapon put in his hands or in a pinch turn ordinary items into lethal weaponry - if it can be thrown, Voyt is dangerous with it. His most comfortable method of ranged warfare however are his pair of heavily customized black powder single action army revolvers, imbued with his ki these guns can fire an endless stream of bullets at the often very durable nomads Voyt regularly faces. Voyt is also fast, very very fast. Quick on the draw and quick on the feet, if you want to return fire or get up close and personal with Voyt it’s going to take some effort. While his ki heavily expands his incredible aim and speed, he utilizes them for all manner of impossible or impractical techniques like ricochets and trick shots. Finishing out his kit are sticks of dynamite wrapped around his waist for those times you want to blow something up and a sawed off shotgun which fires shrapnel that lodges itself in a nomad’s skin since ordinary slugs won’t quite penetrate it.
Although no martial artist Voyt can fight close quarters if the need arises, but would preferably have his guns or any ranged weaponry in his hands for explosive finishes to his fast blows. As an experienced hitman, Voyt can analyze an opponents styles and strategies the longer a fight goes on, it’s no scanning that the Oh series robots are capable of but assuming Voyt survives long enough and the opponent has any, Voyt will find their weak spots.
Although no martial artist Voyt can fight close quarters if the need arises, but would preferably have his guns or any ranged weaponry in his hands for explosive finishes to his fast blows. As an experienced hitman, Voyt can analyze an opponents styles and strategies the longer a fight goes on, it’s no scanning that the Oh series robots are capable of but assuming Voyt survives long enough and the opponent has any, Voyt will find their weak spots.
SIGNATURE MOVES
■ Happiness Is A Warm Gun
Voyt stuns with a stomp to the foot/bashing the butt of his gun into an opponent's neck and then tackles them with incredible speed, unholstering his guns and shooting an opponent upwards of twenty times in the chest.
■ Gruesome Twosome
Voyt pirouettes while firing, sending a tornado of bullets in all directions to deal with more mobile foes or those who can teleport around. /Airborne variant involves Voyt spinning down to the floor while firing his guns.
■ Ace High
Voyt tosses a stick of dynamite at the foot of an opponent and quickly shoots it, the resulting explosion shooting an opponent into the air.
■ Money Shot
Voyt tosses a coin into the air and fires it at where it ricochets off and hits the back of an opponent, breaking possible defenses and opening them up for assault.
■ Stand Off
Voyt enters a quick-draw stance and parries any projectiles thrown his way by shooting at them until he starts moving again.
■ Deadmans Hand
Voyt imbues his ki into his weapons, typically his guns for red kinetic charged shots but he can imbue any thrown object with the same damaging kinetic energy, charging up his shots for increased damage but slower rate of fire.
■ On The House
If an opponent has gotten too close for comfort, Voyt uses his incredible speed and reflexes to leap high into the air and disappear, leaving behind a lit stick of dynamite for his opponent, he reappears as few seconds later, rolling to the floor if needed but can use Gruesome Twosome on the way down to deliver a volley of gunfire from above.
■ Payout
Voyt unloads a barrage of gunfire from his shotgun, while it is effective against nomads it can quickly shatter cover and walls as well as having a wide spread. Naturally damage falls off the further a target is.
■ Roulette Rush
Forgoing his typical style, Voyt rushes an opponent and delivers a savage dropkick to the chest, launching himself into the air with a backflip. He is able to use Gruesome Twosome when falling back to the ground.
■ Walk It Off
Voyt fires a single shot before quickly reholstering, if it connects then the opponent recoils slightly before suddenly being shot several times in the chest sending them stumbling a decent distance back.
SUPER MOVES
■ Hard Boiled
Voyt’s incredible movement and reaction speeds go into overdrive, for as long as he can physically keep it up, time slows to a complete crawl around Voyt while he moves at roughly the same speeds, in this state he can use any of his regular moves and is all but dodge every move thrown at him unless he is being extraordinarily careless or somehow trapped.
■ The Last Dance
Voyt grabs the cylinder of one revolver and spins it to dangerous speeds, he begins to fan the hammer with his hand becoming a blur, turning one revolver into a fully charged gatling gun. The red charged shots flying out in a wide spread and being able to tear through buildings and people alike. Voyt being damaged can knock him out of this move early.
■ One Bullet
Voyt’s eyes burn red as he holsters one gun and fires the other. A dramatic zoom on the bullet reveals the name of his opponent slowly burned into the side as the bullet wreathes itself in a large red flame. The bolt of energy will blast clean through anything it touches and follows where Voyt wills it to go for several moments as Voyt is able, once the will is done it will travel for several more feet in whatever direction it was facing before burning out, still ripping right through anything in its path.
WEAKNESSES & LIMITS
Voyt’s a competent brawler and his strikes are enough to deal with rank and file attackers but they are very ill advised against nomads. Further, while Voyt’s speed and damage output are incredibly high, if he is without a gun or even anything he can throw, his options in a fight become severely limited. Lastly, Voyt can withstand greater amounts of punishment than the average combatant but he is no powerhouse and relies on dodging rather than tanking blows more than most characters.
OTHER
■ Voyt regularly keeps a journal, sometimes locking himself away for hours or even days to fill it in.
■ Beyond the aforementioned fact (and being an assassin) relatively little is known about Voyt, by ally and foe alike. Because of this he has been requested to be part of many an interview due to his popularity on the Justice Riders show as an occasional villain, much to his extreme displeasure and disdain.
■ Beyond the aforementioned fact (and being an assassin) relatively little is known about Voyt, by ally and foe alike. Because of this he has been requested to be part of many an interview due to his popularity on the Justice Riders show as an occasional villain, much to his extreme displeasure and disdain.
⦋ 30 (AOD) || Prague, Czech Republic || He/Him ⦌
OVERVIEW
APPEARANCE
BACKSTORY & MOTIVATION
Cain, to put it politely, immediately resembles a corpse prepared for burial that up and walked out of the casket. Standing at 5’11, Cain’s build is emaciated and his skin is borderline chalk white, along with dark bags under his eyes and messy black hair adding to his wraithlike appearance. His face carries numerous blackened scars along with a particularly nast gash along the left side of his mouth exposing his teeth and jaw underneath.
Cain’s attire is relatively simple. Darkened jeans, black boots, dark grey hoodie with a dark blue denim vest and dark red beanie over his frenzied hair. For obvious reasons he’ll wear his hood over his face when outside in crowds of people. His chain is wrapped around his wrist for quick use, adding to his disheveled and punklike appearance.
Cain’s attire is relatively simple. Darkened jeans, black boots, dark grey hoodie with a dark blue denim vest and dark red beanie over his frenzied hair. For obvious reasons he’ll wear his hood over his face when outside in crowds of people. His chain is wrapped around his wrist for quick use, adding to his disheveled and punklike appearance.
BACKSTORY & MOTIVATION
Adam Vrbata had dedicated his life to the cause.
Coming from an, to him, unacceptably unambitious father and naive brother. He had dreamed of impacting the world for the better, of making a difference. Though not much to write home about as a fighter, his unquenchable desire for improvement and drive led him from The Army Of The Czech Republic to MAVERICK and eventually to MIRAGE once word of his pull on others and peerless mental fortitude reached Abel’s ears.
Adam was easily taken in by Abel’s spiel. Protecting the world itself from something greater than nomads had him apply himself more than ever before. Studying under Abel’s tutelage and going from a dime a dozen pointman to a trusted operative. While no nomad, Adam engrained himself as a valuable asset to MIRAGE’s goals. But to someone devoted to a cause already, an understudy equally as devoted and loyal is still only a tool.
Adam found himself heavily wounded after leading an operation that would distract forces from a raid Abel’s team would be conducting, the armed response being more than they had anticipated and managing to chip away at MIRAGE’s robotic forces. The rest of Adam’s team were wiped out, Adam himself only barely clinging to life when his body was recovered by Abel’s team to ensure he wouldn’t be taken alive for interrogation.
Abel stood over his would be protege and offered him a chance. He could guarantee no miracle, but there was a project they were experimenting with that may allow Adam to continue his service, albeit in a more direct form. Unwilling to die pointlessly, Adam agreed.
The experiment was one Abel had been testing in small doses both within MAVERICK and MIRAGE. A new type of operative that could be mass used as needed and quickly turn any soldier into a beyond equal match for a nomad. A type of phantom that could heal wounds, hit with devastating force and utilise abilities outside the realm of ki or magic. All while still being under control with Abel’s desires. It was thought Adam, if he survived, with his tireless devotion and loyalty would be the perfect first candidate. Stabilized and still holding on, Adam underwent the procedure.
And died. Violently. Whatever had been concocted that would allow his body to perform these incredible feats instead tore him apart, burning his flesh and melting through his insides. Those in charge of the project, including Abel himself, watched as their prototype turned quite literally to ash.
The project was scrapped and discarded and forgotten.
Adam Vrabata’s mundane family disappeared one day. Friends and neighbours fed clues that the thought of losing their beloved son to a rogue nomad while under MAVERICK had been too great a stress to bare that they moved far away from their home country and never looked back.
Adam Vrbata’s name was expunged from every record that carried it. No loose ends.
Yet, the project had not failed completely. What remained of Adam Vrbata within the bowels of the project facility began to restructure itself, flawed but whole, Adam Vrbata walked again. MIRAGE forces were quickly called to the scene and slaughtered by abilities promised by and foreign to the project’s original intention, every ounce of force thrown at Vrbata would destroy him only for him to reconstitute himself moments later and continue the onslaught.
Eventually, he tore right through and escaped into the air. Lost and confused, he could feel no cold or warmth or rain against his skin, food no longer had any taste. He still felt the agony of his injuries. Worst of all, he had been exposed repeatedly to the fact that his actions with MIRAGE were never as noble as previously thought. He found he could not justify the atrocities he had allowed to be committed as casualties of war. All he had given, and all Abel and MIRAGE had taken.
Seeing a group of nomads destroy the mechanical monster known as Oh-One he decided then and there to become Cain. Perhaps he could not change the world, he was never any kind of hero he liked to believe. But he could eviscerate an evil he knew to exist.
MIRAGE was going to be ripped and torn down to the last man. But as for Abel, Cain knew there much, much worse fates than death...
Coming from an, to him, unacceptably unambitious father and naive brother. He had dreamed of impacting the world for the better, of making a difference. Though not much to write home about as a fighter, his unquenchable desire for improvement and drive led him from The Army Of The Czech Republic to MAVERICK and eventually to MIRAGE once word of his pull on others and peerless mental fortitude reached Abel’s ears.
Adam was easily taken in by Abel’s spiel. Protecting the world itself from something greater than nomads had him apply himself more than ever before. Studying under Abel’s tutelage and going from a dime a dozen pointman to a trusted operative. While no nomad, Adam engrained himself as a valuable asset to MIRAGE’s goals. But to someone devoted to a cause already, an understudy equally as devoted and loyal is still only a tool.
Adam found himself heavily wounded after leading an operation that would distract forces from a raid Abel’s team would be conducting, the armed response being more than they had anticipated and managing to chip away at MIRAGE’s robotic forces. The rest of Adam’s team were wiped out, Adam himself only barely clinging to life when his body was recovered by Abel’s team to ensure he wouldn’t be taken alive for interrogation.
Abel stood over his would be protege and offered him a chance. He could guarantee no miracle, but there was a project they were experimenting with that may allow Adam to continue his service, albeit in a more direct form. Unwilling to die pointlessly, Adam agreed.
The experiment was one Abel had been testing in small doses both within MAVERICK and MIRAGE. A new type of operative that could be mass used as needed and quickly turn any soldier into a beyond equal match for a nomad. A type of phantom that could heal wounds, hit with devastating force and utilise abilities outside the realm of ki or magic. All while still being under control with Abel’s desires. It was thought Adam, if he survived, with his tireless devotion and loyalty would be the perfect first candidate. Stabilized and still holding on, Adam underwent the procedure.
And died. Violently. Whatever had been concocted that would allow his body to perform these incredible feats instead tore him apart, burning his flesh and melting through his insides. Those in charge of the project, including Abel himself, watched as their prototype turned quite literally to ash.
The project was scrapped and discarded and forgotten.
Adam Vrabata’s mundane family disappeared one day. Friends and neighbours fed clues that the thought of losing their beloved son to a rogue nomad while under MAVERICK had been too great a stress to bare that they moved far away from their home country and never looked back.
Adam Vrbata’s name was expunged from every record that carried it. No loose ends.
Yet, the project had not failed completely. What remained of Adam Vrbata within the bowels of the project facility began to restructure itself, flawed but whole, Adam Vrbata walked again. MIRAGE forces were quickly called to the scene and slaughtered by abilities promised by and foreign to the project’s original intention, every ounce of force thrown at Vrbata would destroy him only for him to reconstitute himself moments later and continue the onslaught.
Eventually, he tore right through and escaped into the air. Lost and confused, he could feel no cold or warmth or rain against his skin, food no longer had any taste. He still felt the agony of his injuries. Worst of all, he had been exposed repeatedly to the fact that his actions with MIRAGE were never as noble as previously thought. He found he could not justify the atrocities he had allowed to be committed as casualties of war. All he had given, and all Abel and MIRAGE had taken.
Seeing a group of nomads destroy the mechanical monster known as Oh-One he decided then and there to become Cain. Perhaps he could not change the world, he was never any kind of hero he liked to believe. But he could eviscerate an evil he knew to exist.
MIRAGE was going to be ripped and torn down to the last man. But as for Abel, Cain knew there much, much worse fates than death...
FIGHTING STYLE & ABILITIES
SKILLS & ABILITIES
SIGNATURE MOVES
SUPER MOVES
WEAKNESSES & LIMITS
Once a soldier trained in rifles, automatic weapons and close quarters combat, Cain has long since disbanded his old skills in favour of his new ones. Cain is, in many ways, a living ghost. His body can reconstitute itself after a time from fatal injuries even from being crushed or burned to nothing, if the smallest piece of Cain exists, he will be back sometime later. He is able to break his body down at will and move at blindingly fast distances to act as a teleport and faster means of travel when moving and his body can twist and disfigure itself in strange ways to deliver pummeling blows to opponents.
Cain is deadly fast and extremely hard hitting, while hardly an experienced nomad, his abilities belay that of any known form of ki usage or magic, making him difficult for unfamiliar fighters to predict and contend with. His inhuman anatomy has even enabled him to fashion his body into weapons.
Cain is deadly fast and extremely hard hitting, while hardly an experienced nomad, his abilities belay that of any known form of ki usage or magic, making him difficult for unfamiliar fighters to predict and contend with. His inhuman anatomy has even enabled him to fashion his body into weapons.
SIGNATURE MOVES
■ Rip & Tear
Cain’s body breaks down and dashes forward in a smokey swirl of claws. Although the dash is relatively short range it can also be used to phase through projectiles.
■ Gutless
Cain’s arm morphs into a blade which he charges towards his opponent, if it connects he’ll plunge the sharp end into the opponent’s stomach and hold them aloft for a moment before slamming them into the ground.
■ Mark Of Torment
Cain can only walk in this mode but dark smoke swirls around him as he starts to heal any damage and wounds sustained, though his original scars remain burned on his body. Taking any damage will knock him out of this.
■ As One
Cain shoots imbues the chain around his wrist with shadows and shoots it out which, if it connects, coils around an opponent and pulls them violently towards Cain.
■ Black Hole
Cain’s body spirals upwards before disappearing, reappearing above above the opponent where he falls downwards with a stomp.
■ Sharpened Fury
Cain hunches over as sharp spikes shoot out of his body, damaging and knocking back close opponents.
■ Claws Of Hatred
Cain’s fingers extend and sharpen into claws, he gets a short burst of speed enabling him to close distances much faster and do great damage with his swipes.
■ Reach Of Death
Cain’s arms extend and sharpen as he slashes them several meters outwith in a criss cross motion.
■ All Is Dust
Turning his body to ash, Cain swirls around like a black tornado and batters anything in his path for a few seconds, throwing around any object or person pulled into his motion.
SUPER MOVES
■ I’ll Be Back
If close to death, Cain’s eyes may turn clear black as he gets a marked increase to his speed and strength as will as the ability to feel no pain meaning he cannot be staggered or knocked out, after a few minutes he’ll keel over and die from the overextension.
■ The Beast In Me
Cain’s body twists and contorts into a ten feet tall monstrous creature of shadow and flesh. While his speed is considerably more limited in this form, his blows are highly damaging, albeit somewhat telegraphed. He can smash through near anything with ease and shrug off all but supers in his rampage. After several minutes or from sustaining enough physical punishment, the beast will begin breaking down and melting into nothing. Death after this super takes longer than normal for Cain to regenerate back to life.
■ Mark Of Cain
A shadowy vortex swirls around Cain’s body. If he is attacked, the damage will reflect back on to the attacker sevenfold, making this ability lethal if an opponent is unaware of that fact. Cain cannot attack but he is still strong enough to march implacably towards opponents if need be. After a few minutes, the vortex will consume and obliterate Cain.
WEAKNESSES & LIMITS
Cain is very very fast and very very damaging and he cannot truly die, but he is by no means unstoppable. The majority of Cain’s special moves leave him wide open if they miss or are dodged or parried and his fighting style is extremely all or nothing and primarily suited towards singular opponents than larger groups. Further, he’s not a nomad and gains no benefit of natural ki defense, he can withstand a lot of punishment before dying due to his wraithlike nature but his limbs and body can be torn apart as easily as any other normal human. Additionally, all three of Cain’s supers kill him, two of which fully destroying his body which can take several days before he fully restructures himself to fight again.
OTHER
■ Despite his dreary look and fighting style, Cain is fairly composed, calm and affable if not outright polite to most people. The exception being MAVERICK and especially MIRAGE employees or affiliates. It would be an extremely difficult feat to have Cain stay his hand in the presence of such individuals.
■ Despite his hatred for MIRAGE and Abel however, he actually still believes in MIRAGE’s goals, or at least the ones he was told about. Though he has come to feel tremendous self-disgust for the actions he participated in in pursuit of those goals.
■ Cain’s senses are muddled. He can hear and see normally but has difficulties with smell and can no longer taste. He is able to feel pain and emotion but cannot feel the differences of warmth and cold or rain against his skin.
■ Despite his hatred for MIRAGE and Abel however, he actually still believes in MIRAGE’s goals, or at least the ones he was told about. Though he has come to feel tremendous self-disgust for the actions he participated in in pursuit of those goals.
■ Cain’s senses are muddled. He can hear and see normally but has difficulties with smell and can no longer taste. He is able to feel pain and emotion but cannot feel the differences of warmth and cold or rain against his skin.
| Character | Opinion |
|---|---|
| Abel | 'My current employer, up until now has stayed hands off and paid well enough. But with all these big moves lately I'm countin' the days until the "you have outlived your usefulness" line.' |
| Violet | 'Pain in the ass.' |
| Justin | 'Poor kid turned into a robot by Abel, if he wasn't such a little prick I'd be inclined to feelin' some kinda sympathy for him. Kicked the hell outta him in Brazil but it seems like he's taken a few steps up since then.' |
| Oh-Seven | 'Justin's lil robot friend. No concern of mine.' |
| Oh-One | 'Some perfect bein' he turned out to be.' |
| Cain | 'S'posed to be another angry feller burned by Abel and comin' after him for revenge. Like the rest of 'em he's probably got a good reason for it.' |
| Jill | 'Last I heard she was holed up after takin' a beatin' against the machine. Can't say I have it in me to give a shit.' |
| Jasmine | 'Jill's narcissist sister.' |
| Isabella | 'And Jill's surly mentor. If he's the one holdin' the stone I'll have to add a "used to be" in there.' |
| Clover | 'Wonder if she'd keep servin' me whenever I'm in town if she knew she was givin' drinks to an international criminal and not 'Mr.Cleef'' |
| Character | Opinion |
|---|---|
| Abel | 'I will have my vengeance.' |
| Violet | 'Marcia is gone. If only I'd seen the truth sooner... I could have stopped her.' |
| Justin | 'I have had fleeting contact with Justin since Antarctica, mostly scraps of information on MIRAGE we come across. Wherever he is now I assume he is enjoying his now cleared name.' |
| Oh-Seven | 'I still find myself uneasy in her presence, I do not claim to have much mechanical knowledge but in my experience a machine is easily turned against its allies. Still, she was integral in defeating Oh-One. That alone deserves respect.' |
| Oh-One | 'I still greatly lament not being there to stop him in the Arctic with the others - one more regret among many. As much as I hope he is gone for good I fear it's unlikely we've seen the last of him.' |
| Voyt | 'Mercenary. It was after my time that he started working on and off again for MIRAGE which makes him my enemy. As a person he is unworthy of respect but I will not underestimate his skills.' |
| Aline/Isko | 'Children. I will protect them if it comes to it but I cannot allow them to distract me from MIRAGE.' |
| Jill | 'Most likely the only Justice Rider I have encountered that I can commend without reservation, naive without question but her commitment to justice goes beyond a desire to fame and her actions in Antarctica proved critical in stopping Oh-One.' |
| Isabella | 'Hiding a no doubt extensive list of unforgivable crimes. We are the same in this regard. But I cannot respect a man fighting a cause he does not believe in.' |
| Askin | 'A strange one. I have no doubt he has a good heart but I have no familiarity with his skills even for a nomad. There is more to him than I know which alone concerns me.' |
| Clover | 'I know little of Clover beyond her allying with the doctor in the Arctic. I commend her for lending her strength but I'm no drinker and haven't seen any reason to be keeping tabs on her since Oh-One was stopped.' |
