Name: Mach
Gender: Male
Age: 40s
Species: human (heavily modified)
Personality: Indifferent, doesn’t seem to show much emotion towards anything good or bad, he does the deed to get paid, and then vanishes without a trace. Has a very twisted sense of humor.
Appearance: A large cyborg, the only part of him that’s still visibly human is half of his upper face, his nose, and an eye. He does have his crucial organs still, they’re just deep inside of his body. He’s huge (8.5 feet tall and around 6 feet wide) heavily armored, and has a mounted double barrel minigun on his back. He has a massive axe with thrusters that can magnetise to his back when not in use, he also has a wrist mounted energy shield, and many internal weapons. He appears similar in armor shape to a warhammer soldier, but his armor is jet black with tons of faded paint, scratches, dents, and silver secondary paint. He has a visor that can deploy over his face and lock to it, allowing him full heavy body armor if need be. He has a red mechanical eye with tracking technology, and his mouth looks like an advanced breathing device (a heavy duty mask) so it’s possible he may still have somewhat of a mouth under there.
(Optional)Role: Mercenary / hired gun
(Optional)Rank: Mercenary leader (solo, entire mercenary network killed)
Ship/station/base: no ship, no station, no base, located on a small desert planet in the middle of virtually nowhere.
Planet of origin: unknown, a lesser world.
Abilities:
Equipment:
mounted double barrel laser minigun, wrist blades, energy shield, wrist laser LMGS, mounted shoulder rocket launcher (12 rockets) mounted shoulder double laser autocannon, wrist melting laser, heavy jet propelled impactor axe. Sharp fingers and spiked knuckles and feet. Wrist mounted flamethrower with limited use. Can self destruct and cause a giant explosion.
Strengths:
Insane durability
insane physical strength and can jump very high
arsenal
firepower
fighting against groups
kill record
Weaknesses:
has no means of transportation on his own.
pretty slow, can’t really dodge
if hit in special places, could explode and cause massive damage.
very fast singular or groups of opponents.
not incredibly smart logistically, his main thing is just shredding everything before it can fight back
(Optional)Hex: E00000
(Optional, but recommended)Backstory:
When Mach was 10, there was a draft. The Stellaris wanted the planet, his mom said they wouldn’t let them take it. He was given a pistol, printed armor, and sent to defend the ammo supply. When they came, and that was with overwhelming force, he stood no chance. He was lucky, out of mercy, the stellaris soldiers shot him twice, once in the gut, the other a miss. The armor took most of the one to his gut, mainly breaking ribs, but the one that missed took off a few fingers. When he woke up from shock in the hospital, he was off planet, his mom was nowhere to be found, and boy did he look for her everywhere, he had 2 mechanical fingers on his hand.
Those two fingers made him remember the events, and oh how he wanted to forget them, but he knew he had to be seen as well kept as he went into this strange new planetary system if he wanted to survive. He didn’t make the best decisions though. At age 14 he had joined a dangerous mercenary group on the planet. Doing their grunt work, stealing minor things, keeping his share, and in return receiving protection. His fingers were augmented to help pick locks, and he started to realise the usefulness of machinery. One day he was making a simple exit from robbing a store on the far side of town, the moment the cop saw, he didn’t hesitate. He was shot 5 times. One destroyed the mechanical fingers, two hit his forearm, and two to his lower chest, missing major organs thankfully. His group helped him out, he got augmented with a mechanical forearm and hand, and received metal plating and some pieces on the side of his chest. The arm had a wristblade and a small one use grenade launcher, and his side could magnetically store a pistol. From that point on, he was enamoured with machines.
30 years later, he was the leader of the now galaxy wide mercenary group, but he didn’t know that the governments of each planet were preparing something to thwart his thieving and murdering group. In one day, all at once, his whole empire, spare maybe a few chance survivors, were killed, the collective empires easily overpowering the spread out and unfortifided groups. Mach himself was shot with a rocket launcher, he was heavily augmented already, but the rocket still popped him like a balloon, it tore off all of his limbs and put huge tears in his chest alongside nearly destroying his neck and damaging his head. He was declared dead.
But he wasn’t.
There was a mercenary sympathiser in town. She was a private doctor. When the raid was over, she quickly dragged his decimated body inside, hooking him up to life support and placing his body in stasis until she could think what to do. Later, with the help of an engineer, she bought a small mechanical robot and hooked Mach’s brain up to it from within statis. Each day she could afford a few minutes to try and patch him up before she had to put him back in statis, and the rest of time he worked on his new body, as the empires didn’t care to take the massive hoards of weapons and gear that the mercenaries amassed. Eventually, he was able to come out of statis and hooked himself up to parts of the body, fine tuning it. Eventually he had made a skeletal body of his own, and he didn’t need the help anymore. He thanked the woman, seeing her as his missing mother, and promised to protect her from any danger that she may encounter. He offered his eternal gratitude and support to him, giving her his communication information so she could contact him if need be.
Using the entire local arsenal, he remained hidden as he built a body he called MK1. From here he continually stole more items from other mercenary storages until he deemed his body good enough. MK5.
He now dwells on a calm desert planet, a small and unimportant one. He’s still a contract killer, and a good one too, but he doesn’t really advertise himself. You’ll be hard pressed to find him…
(Optional)Trivia/extra:
While still mostly human, he killed a space marine and stole his armor, then later augmenting it after taking insane damage and losing most of his body to become a shell for his cyborg body.
While his name is Mach, he‘s never owned a ship or been very fast.
His theme:
ing love generic space mercenary bar scenes.”