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    1. Shikaru 12 yrs ago

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Name: Experiment 77b "Bloodletter" Goes by Blood. Freelancer Codesign "Alaska", fitted his skin color.

Age: [REDACTED]

Age appears to be: 32

Species: Vampiric Abomination

Pics: How the sword looks :

Facial appearance(more or less):

Power armor:

More or less except it doesn't cover the arms, at all. And no shield, it's black, and has a more traditional knight helmet.

Appearance: Black, shoulder length hair covering his right eye. His eyes are completely bio-organic with red glowing pupils. Bits of metal plating is flecked across his entire body. Scars are portrayed all over his body, signs of the experiments.

Wears a brown sleevless tank top, black jeans, and combat boots. Always has a sadistic, psychotic, distant expression on his face.

Bio/History/Backstory: Blood was turned and experimented on by [REDACTED] in the name of science, in hopes of creating the ultimate killing machine for both mankind and vampires. Blood was one of the few the experiment process didn't kill, the scientists took great interest and began experimenting on him to the extreme. A majority of him is bio-organic parts and machinery, the entire process highly painful and done while he was still concious. Should he pass out, he was given a shot of adrenaline and the experiments would continue...always continue.

One day their creation turned on them, he slaughtered the entire outpost he was stored in, and the civillians in the surrounding towns, furious at humanity and those that did this to him. They had made him immensely powerful, far beyond any human, among one of the most powerful beings to walk the planet. The bio-organic parts took far to well, integrating themselves with and enhancing his natural capabilities.

He would use this power to strike down humanity that would seek to do this to vampires or humans, to anyone. As well as those that aided them and stood in his way.

He joined Project Freelancer soon after when one of the agents witnessed him slaughter a patrol of 10 Purge single handedly.

Faction/Side/Alignment/Goals: Project Freelancer...for now. Aims to destroy the Orginization that created him after all this is over.

Personality: 100% psychotic and sadistic. There has probably never been anyone as mentally as un-stable as him, he is prone to kill you without any provocation whatsoever, for simply breathing.

Powers: Highly enhanced regenerative capabilities, enhanced speed, and varying modes of eyesight at will (infrared, thermals, nvg, etc.). His heart is bio-organic as well, making it nigh impossible to kill him VIA damaging the heart. De-capatation is almost assuredly required. Immune to pain.

Weapons: His left arm named Bloodletter, which is where his name came from, is a giant bio-organic sword outfitted with many holes which, upon contact and cutting of flesh, rapidly suck out blood distributing it to his system. The longer the blade is in, the more blood is consumed. Given enough time, it could kill someone through sheer blood loss. His right arm which is fully mechanical has a wrist mounted SMG accessed through a certain gesture. Ammo is fed through a compartment on the right side of his chest. It is capable of firing 15 rounds per second, it is prone to overheating.

A special set of power armor was crafted for him in order to fit around his sword arm and supplement his right mechanical arm. His armor in particular looked more like anicent heavy knight armor, the helmet included. He fore-goed the special visor, given the fact he already has varying sight modes.

The benefits to his armour outside of the obvious protection values are as follows: The armour itself houses thousands of rounds of ammo for the SMG in his right arm and aides in cooling it down, a set of hydraulics attached to his sword arm in order to provide more swinging power, and an AI named Scarlet which is as sadistic and decisive as himself whose purpose is to run his suit as well as provide combat aide with swift decision making.

Skills: Highly trained in hand to hand fighting and swordsmanship, relying on his gun only in the most dire of situations. Cunning and stealthy, it's likely you won't hear or see him coming before it's too late.
Gunna re-work Blood a bit to make him slightly cooler and to re-work him to fit into the current amount of OPness a bit more... I'll have him go with Project Freelancer, too.
My question is, which factions would accept a psychopathic vampire hellbent on destroying The Orginization?
Excuse me while I move Blood to this RP.
@Sheogorath Blood twitched slightly at the mention of prosthetics, truth be told he wasn't sure what parts of him were normal or not. He lowered his blade to his side and sighed heavily. "Welll, that's to bad...I'd REALLY hoped you WERE here to kill me. It would have been fun momentarily.." he spoke. "It is..VERY hard to not get caught by me. Leave it to the Company to make a creation they couldn't control or outmatch."

He paused momentarily before speaking and finishing with a grin displaying most of his teeth "Now then, what information do you have on Magnus and this.. Lady Mo?".
@Sheogorath Blood is a psycho, but a Psycho with motives. So ye. No worries for now.
@Sheogorath Blood kept walking towards the town centre, scanning the area as he walked. Nothing that gave off a heat signature within his field of vision showed. He paused for a moment and turned around suddenly and swiftly, his arm blade broadside across his chest as a makeshift shield. He stared down at the man from behind his blade, his psychotic grin never wavering. He restored his vision to normal sight and looked him over. "Well, well. What do we have here? A snack that decided to follow me around and offer themselves up to me perhaps?" He spoke. "Or maybe..maybe..A COMPANY DOG HERE TO TRY TO KILL ME?" He bellowed, leaning down the tip of his blade near Nate's throat. He move his arm up, and ran the tip along his cheek making a small cut. "Well..Which is it? Or perhaps...you have information on one 'Magnus Shane'?"

His grin widened, whichever one it was he'd probably end up killing him regardless once he got what he wanted. It had been a bit before he last ate..after all..
Kinda..forgot to check this. Checking now. Lmao sorry.
Just an FYI, Blood is in Kilo Point and kinda shouted at the top of his lungs asking for Shane/Anyone with information. Perhaps Sheogoraths character can hear him or something idk.
Blood reached the outskirts of Kilo Point in a a few hours, he inhaled sharply, gathering the scents of those around him. A few humans, some new bloods, several older vampires. So, the rumors were true. He grinned and continued walking down the street into the city, hunched over to the left, dragging his blade against the ground an eerie scraping sound echoing through the city.

A few new bloods stared at him for a moment, wondering if they should attack him or not. One decided to pounce, Blood doubled around and grabbed it by the throat, he tightened his grip hydraulics hissing. After successfully crushing the throat of the vampire completely he tossed them aside, if they weren't too terribly young they'd heal from the injury fully in a day or so.

He turned grinning at the remaining if the group "Any more of you want to try? Go on, please. I was bored, after all." He spoke. They all looked at each other with a 'let's get the hell out of here' look and did just that.

Blood chuckled lowly "Foolish new-bloods thinking they could take me on.." he muttered to himself. "Enough of these pathetic whelps you call a vampire! I'm here to speak to a leader of WAR!" He bellowed, "WHERE IS MAGNUS SHANE? I WISH TO FIGHT IN THIS LITTLE WAR GAME AND COAT THE COUNTRY IN THE BLOOD OF THE HUMANS!"

He continued his trek through the city, towards the square. Confident whoever would answer would either be there or follow him, if not, they were truely foolish to turn down the aide of a creature designed entirely for killing.

He blinked, transferring his vision to thermal. If the pathetic humans tried to ambush him while he walked, he'd be ready.
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