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SEX: MALE
SPECIES: Ĥ̴͜U̵͋ͅM̵͎̚A̸̝͊Ǹ̶͕
HEIGHT: 6'2''
HAIR: BLACK
EYES: BROWN; EPICANTHIC FOLDS
COMPLEXION: MIXED; LIGHT BROWN
PHYSIQUE: MESOMORPHICAUGMENTATIONS: J-1N MODEL COM̷͍̎͒͌̆Ḃ̵͚͎͜AT CYBERNETICS
KNOWN OCCUPATIONS: DRIFTER, PIT FIGHTER, MERCENARY
KNOWN ALIASES: ̷͈̓ ̸̪͋ ̵̳͝ ̷͉̿ ̵̙̍ ̶̡͝ ̸̹͆ ̴̳̆ ̴̟͂ ̴͙̈ ̵̞̕ ̵͇̾ ̵̧͂ ̷͖͑ ̴̩̽ ̴̬̊ ̶͕̅ ̵̹͒ ̵̩̈́ ̴̼̽
STATUS: AT LARGE
LOCATION: UNKNOWN
CITY ID: 0̵͓̠̣̌͠͠͝1̶̡͍͓͛͋̌̏ͅ1̸͖̑͊̋̐0̸̨̫̳̳̈͆͂͝1̵̨͉̘̭̀̀̇͝0̶̜͂0̷̻̝̽̚0̸̳̭̔͑͛ ̷̡̣̪̍͊̋͐0̸͔̣͒1̴̥͙̰̝̆1̵͎̈́̓͐̎ͅ0̴̧̛̬̙́̃̊0̶̹͗͂̇0̸̞̺͙͛̂̄0̴̛̥́̀̆1̷̛̫̑͛ ̶̞̘̅0̶͎̉̿̔̓1̴̡̰̘̠̕1̷͖̀̃͜0̶̨̟̪̟̓1̸͍̿̇̒0̷̙̫̊͠͠0̶̗̄͠0̴̲̞͋̋̄̾ ̶̙̝͔͎͆̒͋0̵̭͇̇1̵͖́1̴̛̜͎̅̍̎0̸͇̤̳͙̾̄0̶̡͊̈́͌̿0̵̢͉͚͚̓͠0̴̺̤͈͌͠1̴̡̩̠̜͒ ̶̼̮͂0̶̡̰̯̄̌͊0̶̺̿̀1̵̧͉̈́̕0̸̙̞̭͝0̷̮̣̮̦̅̅̏͠0̷̠̞̮͒͌̍0̶̪̥͇̲̃̀͝͠0̷̨͈̼̘́ ̴͓̗̙̙͊̑͛͐0̵̩͆1̵̲̲͎̑̐͒1̷̮͕͇̺͂0̴̛̹͉͊0̵̤̀̚1̸̪̥͎̹̀̒͐1̴̧̾̀̾1̸̡͖̼̾ ̴̢̧̢͕̊̐̊͠0̸̧͎̯͍̄̍̅̍1̵̡̦̬̘͋1̸̡̜̙́̃͑͜0̸̤̞̻̌̓̋0̸̣͌1̶̦̰̀̅0̴̠̖̈́̄͝1̵̢͙̉̋͋ ̵̧̣̪̂̌0̷͕̈̈̈́̕1̸̘̩̮̋́͑̋1̶͓̺͇̽̌̕1̶̹͇̓̓0̴̗͌̓͛̈́1̴̼̘̝͕̋0̸̳̞͋̒̓0̶̺̉ ̸̛̗̝̝͕͛̓̀0̶̪̝̩͈̐̓͝0̷̗̻̊1̶͕̦̒̽̈́̃0̵̣̝̄͐̒0̴̧̌́̃0̷̧͎̲̓͛͑͘0̵͉͍̑͊̋̃0̶̻̫̋ ̵̠̦̯̍ͅ0̴̻̍1̷̧͌͜1̸̟͗͊͋̚0̴̪̮͋̀0̴͉͇͈̞͂͂1̷͙̰̀̊̔̒1̶̡̳̊̅͛͝0̸̡̅͘ ̴̮̬̺͊0̵͕̜̿̕1̸͍͙͔͆͛̈1̷̲́̀͝1̶̛͇̒͠0̵̬͈̝͂͑1̶̮̌͂̂͘0̶̝̒̾̀1̶̞̞͕̃ ̸̼̀0̶̟͇̣̗̽̎͝1̶̳̬̿1̶͖̓͆̈́͠0̴̭́0̵͇̦̥̒̌͠0̷̞͉̒́1̸̹̔̉̀̚1̴͉̻̼̄ ̸̭͒̃̏0̴̫̅̽1̶̣͂1̸̧̯̦͖̋́̌0̶̼̯̱͉͠1̸̖͖̆̇͐̈́0̶͉̒1̸͚̙̾̈́1̶͍̣̰͝ͅ ̸͎͂ͅ0̸̫̫̬͋͜1̸̼̳͗͌1̵̜͒́͘0̷̻̪̤̂̽̄0̵̱͘1̷̙͒̓̚0̸̢̀1̷͇̣͎̒ ̷̢̢̞̹̔̋̏͂0̸͚̪͌̚1̶͓̮̺͌1̷͉̭͊̒0̸̩̝͊͋̔͂0̵̨̲͓̟͌1̵̻̐̚0̷̡̫̊̉̆̕0̶̣̟̒̌̓
The Lower Districts fester with pollution and poverty. Those unlucky enough to find their beginning there are born sick, and there's precious little they can do to advance. Jin found his out in pit fighting. But it's a dangerous game; the further you advance in the bloodsport business the more cybernetics you need just keep up. Every win was paid for in flesh and bone-- a life spent staggering from place to place, pumping his veins full of stimulants to hold his carcass together.
Not a good life. Or a long one.
Jin grew up to be formidable, though deeply angry and violent. It was how he survived. Maladjusted would be a compliment. When he's not tossing bodies in the ring he sticks to the city's underbelly; it's all he knows. However, his records have been expunged from the city's database. It seems he has friends in low places.
+ steadfast: once his loyalty is gained it’s absolute.
+ determined: the only way to shake this dog is to kill it.
+ independent: not afraid to be alone, proud and self-sufficient, loathes restriction.
+ honour among bastards: life's fucking tough and if you do him a favour he won't forget it.- insensitive: does not spare others' feelings and flaunts a fatalistic and blunt humor.
- headstrong: will fight and argue with anyone about anything, refuses to show weakness.
- impulsive: zero self-preservation, adrenaline junkie, reckless and irresponsible.
- aloof: comes off as hostile; communicates mostly through grunts, scoffs, and glances.
J-1N Model Combat Cybernetics are a type of illegal street augmentation commonly used by gangs. Dubious quality, often cobbled together with whatever's available, but based on government schema nonetheless. Jin has primarily had his right arm done-- the metal seems almost alive, morphing and shifting into an array of sharp edges as he needs them. Prone to shorting out, but not too shabby. It's his moneymaker and his namesake. The further he advances in underground fighting the more he's looked down on as a common thug with cheap augmentations. People find out through force that this isn't the case.
Head to toe scars; skin has grown ragged around his cybernetic ports. Not easy on the eyes. He has an expressive face which he mostly uses to scowl at people. He's all-around unkempt and appears feral at best, with his wolfish grins and chainsmoker laughs. He hides his body-mods under long coats and baggy clothes. When his cybernetics are removed his arm shakes horribly and looks to be in a state of deterioration.
WHEN I FIND MY HANDS TIED
I LET THE DOG DECIDE
