NameMilo (Derived from the subject name M110.)
AliasHunter.
AgeThirty-Two, (appears sixteen.)
Speech ColorDeepPink.Character AlignmentChaotic GoodMilo does not shy away from violent solutions, but does attempt to avoid more permanent approaches. He would use a lethal weapon, but would refrain from killing, unless such an action in forced.IdentitySecret.
Character PersonalityMilo is a young man with many thoughts, his mind traveling in circles more often than not. One could blame it on his engineered life but he tends to overthink things often and can at times be forgetful, trying to keep track of too many things at once. Despite his appearance showing an expression of boredom or indifference, once you get to know Milo you'll see a sarcastic, lighthearted and fun-loving individual who doesn't appear to take life too seriously. He is indeed categorized as one of the quieter types of people, sometimes forgetting to speak because he has indeed thought about the sentence too much and as such believes he actually spoke it.
He can be a bit all over the place, both physically and mentally. Milo wouldn't exactly be considered polite or respectful, but rather appears to act the same towards everyone. Having been locked up throughout his life has left the boy rather socially crippled which quite seriously effects his social situations. Milo is blunt to a fault and doesn't sugarcoat anything. He likes to joke around and remains honest most of the time because he doesn't see a reason to hide the truth unless it's absolutely necessary.
Despite acting like a brat at times, those who know Milo know that he stops at nothing for those he considers his comrades. No man left behind is a motto he runs with. He's supposed to be there for others at all times and that is a lesson he has learned throughout the missions he has participated in. If for nothing else, to raise the effectiveness of the team through positive relationships.
Milo has displayed impressive patience and often finds something to do while waiting for others and though he is laid back to a fault, Milo has been noted to be a neat freak and a perfectionist. Everything always needs to be in its place and Milo is incredibly strict when it comes to being on time, at least concerning himself. Oddly enough, he appears satisfied as long he has lived up to his own expectations, others don't seem to matter as much when it comes to time management.
AppearanceMilo stands at a meager five and a half feet, weighing ninety pounds, something considered quite a disadvantage in brawn and strength. He doesn't appear to possess many visible muscles either, his limbs rather thin and slender. With a scrawny frame, Milo would clearly be labeled as harmless and unable to fight, a set of ribs easily visible beneath his skin. One can draw the obvious conclusion that the boy isn't fit for melee endeavors.
The thick black hair atop his head falls down to the base of his neck along with bangs covering his eyes unless kept out of the way with either a bandanna, headband or toboggan. A pair of curious brown eyes are constantly kept on the lookout, as if waiting for an impending ambush. In truth, Milo simply prefers to keep his surroundings in check. Needless to say, he hates surprises as long as he's not the one giving them. An expression of indifference or boredom are common sights upon this boy, appearing unamused but not necessarily dissatisfied.
While lacking combat scars, several puncture wounds from the pointy end of needles can be found on various parts of his body. It is safe to assume that they found home on his frame before his mutation came to fruition. A pair of black cargo pants reach down to his ankles where they are slightly folded up and a black hoodie often find home atop his torso. Due to his small size, Milo often wears over sized shirts but he has gotten used to the nuisance. His hands always find home in a pair of fingerless leather gloves which allows for a better grip and would be considered stylish by his standards.
Having the frame of a sixteen-year-old teenager, one shouldn't expect too much from Milo. Indeed, his frame is the direct result of what he was intended for, but it also leaves the boy with less physical strength than most within his circle of acquaintances. Indeed, while adept in both combat and acrobatic maneuvers, Milo always has to rely on finesse and grace in fights. Marksmanship is a skill he is incredibly familiar with but it leaves melee endeavors a less than mastered skill. He would display immense difficulties overpowering opponents with fists alone and finds himself at a disadvantage overall.
Lacking in imagination, Milo feels most at home in black clothing as well as black canvas shoes. He never did consider himself fashionable in any way. Milo is often, as was the purpose of his design, considered cute by his surroundings. The olive tint to his skin would easily dot his ethnical home somewhere in the middle east and his thick hair hugs his face quite nicely. It is uncommon to see Milo without some kind of music attached to his person. A pair of headphones appear on his head more often than not and it's safe to say that his thoughts wander freely, leaving him less than aware of his surroundings at times.
Equipment, and WeaponMilo deploys a variety of different long ranged weapons, depending on the mission at hand. He does however always carry a pistol for self defense. During missions, Milo arms himself with a sidearm and one main weapon. Anything else would weigh him down.
Each of Milo's guns are heavily modified with an emphasis on tactical operations. As such, his weaponry cannot hold normal bullets and they have been greatly silenced to avoid a gun's typical, loud entry.
AmmunitionMilo detests killing when other options are available. As such, Milo prefers non-lethal projectiles which he loads into his guns. Some situations require a different approach, however.
Non-lethal BulletsElectro BulletsMilo's most common form of ammunition. Electro Bullets do not physically harm the target, but rather stuns them with high voltage which causes fainting.
Paralysis BulletsSometimes high voltage isn't what's needed. Paralysis Bullets temporarily shut off a body part hit by the projectile. These bullets are used to incapacitate a target while keeping them awake for questioning.
Lethal BulletsSilver BulletsThere are things out there far beyond human understanding and belief. Luckily, many of them are vulnerable to silver.
Incendiary BulletsProjectiles that get set on fire once they penetrate the target. Used against vampires and the like, when Silver Bullets just don't pack enough of a punch.
Cryo BulletsMuch like Incendiary Bullets, these projectiles are classed as elemental. However, instead of fire, they emit extreme cold upon reaching their target, freezing the area of impact.
Origin Info/Details"It's no mystery anymore, the ability to create artificial lifeforms. Nor is it an impossibility to create a human being in a test tube. Honestly, one could almost consider it a cliché at this point. M110, it's a name I got acquainted with throughout my life in a facility I called home. I wish I could give you something more interesting to listen to, but I'm afraid it's simpler than I'd like to pretend. There's a recipe for mutations out there, hidden deep beneath the heavy layers of research within the confines of laboratories and facilities. It's a funny thought, honestly. Imagine your life drawn out on a notepad before you're finally brought to fruition. I can safely say that I had no biological parents. Am I human? I was created to be one, but what exactly does that mean? Simply because I look like a human, bleed like a human and act like one, does that inherently make me homosapien? I guess that's a philosophical conversation for another time. You want to know about my past and how I got here. I'll tell you as much as I remember.
Okay, we'll start at the beginning. As I said, I was never actually born. I was created. What was the purpose of that? I wish I could say it was because someone really wanted a son but that wasn't the case. At this point I am sure you can guess my purpose, it was to be a weapon like many biological weapons before me. I'm not an android or a cyborg, I'm completely organic but I guess you could call it bionic, right?
The mold for my appearance came from my creator's late son. That's a bit morbid, I know. She apparently couldn't say goodbye. He died at sixteen, from what I could gather. Creating me wasn't exactly a healthy way of coping but there were other reasons for writing my name on a drawing board. You've seen the typical heroes and villains out there, right? Some of them are huge brutes, some of them are heroic and muscular. Some of them are magical and command the powers of mysticism, and then there's me. I was designed on a cellular level to look cute, inconspicuous. My body's slim to an almost scrawny level without any muscles visible on my skin. My eyes are made to be big, innocent and my voice hints at a lack of strength behind every word. It's the perfect assassin, right? A person who people would lower their guard around, a person no one would look twice at. No one in their right mind would consider a kid a killer, right? Well, that's what they were counting on.
Designed to look small, fragile and innocent but with the capabilities of a professional killer, they cooked up a weapon they were satisfied with. Of course, this mold was just the beginning. The mutation they gave me was an insurance of sorts, a means of removing my expiration date. You'd think that they'd give this mutation to everyone, but it's not really that simple. Your body has to react positively to the treatment, otherwise it straight up kills you. They had to create a bionic person specifically for this mutation to actually work. It's not a cheap process, and it's why there's only one of me.
Alright, that's about enough of the technical information. There's probably a lot more to say about the cellular configuration of my biological structures and whatnot but honestly, I don't really know what to tell you. All I know is what I've gathered and I'm not exactly a scientist. I wouldn't understand half the things written about me. I'll tell you about my experiences instead, that's what you want to hear about.
I was always treated rather well by Dr. Hemsworth. She was the one put in charge of me. The person you see today is the person I started out as. I never actually grew, but rather started out this way once my creation was complete. When they finally let me out of the glass confines I had been seeing the world through, Dr. Hemsworth was the one who took care of me. She taught me all manner of things, really. Combat knowledge was a mixture of artificial downloads placed in my brain during creation and physical exercise which took place in the same laboratory, and it took quite a while before I was sent on my first mission. I still remember it quite clearly.
I had been designed to kill and my target was a certain Robin Clay. He was a man with many enemies, mainly because he was a drug lord. I think this ties into explaining exactly who it was that created me. They're not around anymore, but it was an underground organisation with a lot of money and a lot of plans. I won't say they were all that bad, honestly. Sure, they committed to a lot of shady work but their main purpose was to target very dangerous people. The name of the organisation I belonged to was Void, not the most creative thing you can come by but it got things done.
Between missions, Dr. Hemsworth treated me much like a mother would treat her son. She was really good to me and never saw me as a weapon, but rather as her responsibility. Though, all good things come to an end, don't they? The reason for my existence was a simple one. Get a target, kill it, move on. Though, Void wasn't the only organisation out there doing this and eventually we got outplayed and completely destroyed by forces we couldn't surpass. Someone on the inside had been dismantling the organisation for quite some time and we hadn't noticed so the fault was ours.
Though, with the fall of Void, Dr. Hemsworth met her demise. It left me without a home and without a job. Most of all, it left me without a purpose. That's what lead me here. You can say what you want about Void, they're not around anymore, but I was designed to put down dangerous people who make hurting others their business. That is a purpose I'll cling to and even though my home is gone, my mission isn't. My methods aren't as morally questionable as they used to be, however. That gets you more enemies, than it's worth. Oh, what did M110 stand for? Male one hundred and ten. I was their one hundred and tenth attempt at this." 
The ability to replicate any inanimate object within a frame of limitations. The ability also allows for a passive adjustment to the user's frame which is described below. Each replica created by Milo is in all intents and purposes the real thing, meaning it's an exact copy. After an item comes in contact with his skin, a replica will build itself into existence as if building blocks appearing on top of each other until the item is fully created. The process begins from where the item was touched and is nearly instantaneous. It is also worth noting that the replica will appear in the same hand Milo used to touch the item in question.
Active Ability (Limitations)ContactMilo's skin needs to come in physical contact with the item he intends to replicate, preferably with his fingers.
WeightThe item cannot weigh more than two pounds.
QuantityMilo can replicate up to three items. A fourth would replace the first. As long as the item in question doesn't weigh over two pounds, Milo can replicate everything contained within a single unit.
Supernatural ItemsWhile supernatural effects can be replicated along with the item, these effects cannot be magical in any way. Milo cannot replicate magic.
SubstanceThe only way for Milo to replicate something which isn't solid is if it's contained within something solid.
Biological MaterialMilo cannot replicate anything which isn't inanimate. Biological material is beyond his ability.
TimeEach replica is permanent until Milo allows it to disappear or until another replaces it. Due to this, it is impossible to trace Milo's bullets.
Passive AbilityAgelessnessMilo's cells do not split, but rather they replicate. A cell deteriorates every time it splits which in turn causes ageing. At twenty years old, Milo's powers matured and as such, his cells stopped splitting and started replicating which in turn halted his ageing entirely.
Combat TypeMarksman.
Mastered Combat Traits+FirearmsWhen it comes to ranged weaponry, Milo is incredibly formidable.+EvasivenessMilo is small, and lacks much in terms of strength. He is well versed in the arts of dodging attacks.+AcrobaticsThe ability to quickly, and fluidly move between, over and through obstacles.+StealthThe ability to move silently, remaining unseen with weightless footsteps.Negative TraitsPhysical DefenseBeing a mutant doesn't change the fact that Milo is humanoid. Anything which would kill a normal human would kill Milo.
Martial ProwessRelying on his ranged combat has neglected muscle training and as such leaves Milo unsuited for melee endeavors.
Power LimitationsWhile being a mutant, Milo's powers are anything but explosive or even harmful on their own. Rather, Milo's powers require some kind of weaponry to be efficient in combat.
-Social SkillsAs would be expected from someone with Milo's background, the boy seriously lacks in social charisma and skill. Even though his appearance suggests a social aspect, it is clear that his persuasive skills lie entirely in physical looks.Likes and Dislikes+Training.
+Sleeping.
+Being lazy.
+Guns.
+Plushies.
+Soda.
+Monster Energy.
+Flowers.
+Pink.+Video games.
+Anime.
+Music.
+Animals!
-Tardiness.
-Brutes.
-Guns.
-Flashy displays, (on missions).
-The cold.
-Winter.
-Snow.
Extra InformationMilo has a cat.
It is very common to see Milo in a pair of headphones, listening to music.
It is also common to see Milo sleeping here and there.
Milo's favorite video game is The Witcher 3.
Bubble's favorite location is atop Milo's head.
Milo has an unspoken attraction to inhuman creatures.
Looks at Nightcrawler.Though rarely expressed, Milo loves watching corny romance movies.
Milo's favorite artist is Madonna.
Theme Song"So, we're doing this?" 
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