[i]"I hate spiders."[/i] [b][i][u]BASICS[/u][/i][/b] [b]Name:[/b] Avery [b]Alias:[/b] The Arachnid [b]Age:[/b] 24 [b]Sex:[/b] Male [b]Species:[/b] Homo sapiens [b]Race:[/b] Caucasian [b]Occupation:[/b] Assassin, hot dog vendor. [b]Personality/Quirks:[/b] Contrary to his alias, Avery actually has arachnophobia. He doesn't have all that much to say about things, so he mainly remains quiet; however when he speaks, he's laid back and lighthearted. He considers his main source of income being his hot dog stand. [b][i][u]PHYSIQUE[/u][/i][/b] [b]Height:[/b] 5'10 [b]Weight:[/b] 145 lbs [b]Hair Color:[/b] Brown [b]Eye Color:[/b] Blue [b]Facial Structure:[/b] Angular, handsome. [b]Body Type:[/b] Ectomorph / Mesomorph [b]Other:[/b] Average pain tolerance, extremely agile, decent strength. [b][i][u]EQUIPMENT[/u][/i][/b] [b]Weapon(s):[/b] [url=http://img08.deviantart.net/afbc/i/2014/193/7/6/red_dual_daggers_something_by_ultehpie-d7qbxs1.png]ATS SPIDERFANG:[/url] A pair of daggers, each about ten inches long. Extremely sharp, made to tear through flesh however isn't very effect against armor. Primary assassination tool. [url=http://www.trueswords.com/images/prod/ts-rdscrb.jpg]ATS TARANTULA:[/url] A single, two feet long scimitar. Sharp, and made for both slashing regularly and stabbing openings in armor. Primary duel tool. [url=http://d3d71ba2asa5oz.cloudfront.net/33000214/images/ws-300-b-1.jpg]ATR WEBSLINGER:[/url] A singlehanded compound crossbow, with a scope capable of zooming in and out on enemies, in addition to having thermal and night vision settings. Bolt can either be loaded to fire instantly or regenerated to fire a turn later. Completely silent firing sequence. Primary ranged assassination tool. [url=http://cdn1.evike.com/images/large/AEG-AEG-034BK.jpg]ATR PREDATOR:[/url] A black, .50 cal sniper rifle. Scope is capable of zooming in and out on enemies, in addition to having thermal and night vision settings. Primary ranged weapon, not always equipped. [b]Gear:[/b] [url=http://i.imgur.com/ykOz0P7.jpg]ATS ARACHNID:[/url] A suit that resembles an arachnid, giving Avery his nickname. Through directly connecting to and influencing nerves, provides complete silence; utterly silent footfalls, breathing, et cetera. Also provides swifter, crisper, and graceful movements. [b][i][u]OTHER[/u][/i][/b] [b]Affiliation:[/b] The Astral Temple [b]Backstory:[/b][spoiler]Avery was born into a normal life right in Dojoville. His parents were fighters, and leaders of a simple organization of other fighters; the Astral Temple. Their goal was simply to eliminate evil, and create an environment where their children could grow up happy. This very ideal was the thing that got Avery's parents killed. At age 7, and single runaway criminal accused of serial killing ended up finding Avery's parents; the ones leading the organization that got him turned in. He stabbed both to death while Avery slept, and was gone by the time he woke up to find his parent's bodies. For the moment he managed to remain sane; he alerted security, and a funeral was arranged. He put up a façade; one of grief, sorrow, but one that clearly said he would recover. He would not. Underneath the façade, a pure hatred was brewed; hatred for the killer. Hatred for his parents, for their stupid ideal. Hatred for himself, for his weakness. Hatred for the security, for not being protective enough. Hatred for the Astral Temple, for not being effective enough. This hatred caused him to push his limited physical training to the limits; he made it his goal to end the serial killer's life like the killer ended Avery's livelihood; completely, and utterly, silent. At age thirteen, Avery joined the Astral Temple. He passed all their physical tests with flying colors, granted they were the slightly toned down version meant for his age. After hearing his request, the Astral Temple trained him in the art of assassination. For years, he underwent brutal, never ending physical training, in addition to mental training; the ability to not care. The eight years were hellish, but at age twenty-one, Avery finished his training. Most of his hatred was gone, replaced by an empty, hollow feeling of irrelevance, however his façade remained; cheerful, optimistic, hot dog vendor. For the next year he tracked his parent's killer. The need for revenge still burned, however buried by eight years of training. Avery eventually found the serial killer, who had dilapidated into a shell of a human; when he turned and saw Avery wearing his arachnid suit, he yelled: "SPIDER!" Avery swiftly ended the killer's life, but word got out; word of a spider assassin, or Arachnid. Upon returning to the Astral Temple, Avery began taking assassination jobs; however, he only accepted the ones that called for the murder of a criminal. After two years of this work, Avery began to feel discontent; and that's how he arrived here.[/spoiler]