User:Arnout aka The Emperors Angel/RPG/Arnout Fowl

Character

 * Name: Arnout Fowl
 * Secret Identity: Jeez, thats the hardest part!
 * Age: 21 years
 * Weight: 85 kg, 243 in suit (170 pounds, 486 in suit (roughly)
 * Height: 182 cm (6 ft 1 inc)
 * Eyes: Blue
 * Hair: Short (12 mm) blond
 * Gender: Male
 * Super-secret origin story: A smart kid, born in a middle class family, living the good life until he went to university. Liking chemistry, he chose it as his main subject (Not sure about the university system in 2063). Not long after he started, he discovered the most fun thing about chemistry; Explosions!
 * Learning quickly about the best way to blow things up, he one day messed up. A show explosion gone awry, he lost his hands (and his whimpers!). But being the idiot and naive fool he was, he volunteered for a cybernetics programme. (Can he?)
 * After receiving state of the art artificial hands, which where linked to his nervous system, the military (Corp X/Y/Z) became interested.
 * His new hands where prototypes that had seen use before, but not with great success. Arnout could do better with his artificial hands then with his old hands. So they “volunteered” him for a human-robot interface, the new kind of AI. (Can I?) Or so they thought.
 * After black-bagging him, and hot wiring him to a system, he quickly broke through the mental firewall holding him in check, and had their one and only full battle suit prototype delivered to the lab they were holding him. In the middle of the night, he had the robot interface transferred to the suit, and broke free from his restrains. He got in the suit, and now hunts for the people who ruined his life, kicking ass as he goes.


 * Normal appearance: Arnout is a caucasian male, with two hands that don’t look just right. At first glance they seem normal, but they are metal hands, covered in fake skin. He also has a small box in the back of the neck, where the robot-interface resides when he is not in the suit. He tries to blend in, so whatever is “normal” in that day and age.
 * Costume appearance: The suit is black, with red eyes. (What do you want? The military doesn’t have much fantasy/inspiration...)
 * Personality: Normally Arnout is a pretty good natured guy, friendly to his dog, nice to his parents and he doesn’t beat his girlfriend. That changed when the military took him. He is now filled with hate against those that ruined his life, and wants to see them dead at his feet. His hate can get the best of him, but when there are innocent lives are on the line, he ussualy doesn’t hesitate.
 * Superpowers/Extraordinary Abilities: Arnout doesn’t have any superpowers, except his unusual mind. His suit, on the other hand, is a different story. It can’t fly, but hovers, using wings. He can move fast across great distances by jumping high in the sky, and hovering down. (thats 1 power!).
 * His suit is made of a extremely durable carbon-silicium polymer, and is immune to bullets, (the impacts are absorbed and dispenced), explosions and standard grade lasers (powerful lasers can punch holes in the armour). (Can I?)
 * He doesn’t have x-ray vision, but something similar. The red eyes aren’t just for show, they contain a wide range of visors, like night-vision, IR, magnification, etc.
 * His last special thing is his speed. His mind-link with the robot allows him to react much faster to things then ordinary humans. Things like catching a fly with your hands aren’t hard when you have a robot doing the guiding for you.


 * Disadvantages: His emotional state can be troubled. His hate can get the better of him. A red fog of sorts. Main problem: Power. The suit features a fancy system of batteries/dynamos. But after making too many jumps, moving fast for to much time, or being subject to extreme heat/cold for too much time can drop his power levels, and might force a break, to recover some power. (Enough?)
 * Gear: When in plain clothes, a handgun and a standard, (if fancy) mobile phone/computer.
 * In suit, a full blown 6 barrelled machinegun, capable of firing 6000 rounds a minute mounted under his right arm. (He carries like 10.000 rounds). A six missiles firing pod on his left shoulder.