Name: Kent Cooper
Nickname/Alias: "Frankenstein's Gunman", and "Wastelands' Fox"
Age: 34
Gender: Male
Appearance:
He is a six feet tall, well built caucasian male. He has a rougher face and complexion, yet isn't 'ruggedly handsome'. Quite plain, really. Disturbingly, his left arm is not his own: He stole it from some thug who tried to kill him while on the road from Nevada to California. Thus, it's still a different shade, his body not fully making it his 'own' yet. He has blue eyes, and dirty brown-blonde hair.
Location: He is going to south-west towards Cali from Nevada, already at the border near Las Vagas.
Settlement: Drifter, yet he survived the invasion by being on a camping trip, alone, the entire time.
Profession: As mentioned, Cooper was originally a metalworker, and a gun enthusiast. He worked for a well respected establishment in Nevada, and went to the shooting range pretty much every saturday he could. He was eventually laid off from his job, and took the opportunity to take an extra long camping trip.
Skills: His days in the wilderness taught him how to hunt, and how to be respectably sneaky. In addition, his time spent as a metalworker, and at the gun range, made him grow as a smith and as a firearms expert, respectively. His time fighting as a teenager also gave him decent abilities in the ancient, hallowed, and eloquent arts of punching the shit out of people.
Powers: His only power is the ability to steal the body parts of others, and use them as well as if they were his own. Obviously, it's a long term thing at best.
Weaknesses: He struggles with his own urges to go around raping, pillaging, and burning. In addition, he's quite depressed, what with everyone he knew and loved dead when he came back from a simple camping trip. Finally, his ability is extremely freakish. It's likely
no one will trust him for free.
Weapons: He has his rifle, a survival knife, and his own wits.
Armor/Clothing: He wears a makeshift suit of armor he fashioned himself; the most 'refined' part is the headpiece, which is pretty good for deflecting bullets and blows from melee weapons. It also features a metal chest portion, which is of less refined nature. The other parts are certainly not set in stone, being very mismatched, and constantly being changed when he finds things more comfortable or protective.
Equipment and Supplies: Kent carries enough water to survive a few weeks comfortably: he could ration it efficiently to survive a month or two. He has a similar supply of food on his back, consisting of things such as canned foods and dried meat, plus a bag of delicious Cool Ranch Doritos(tm) for special occasions. He holds all of this in a camping bag slung on his back. He also has a folding tent in there, and an Ipod modified to be able to charge with sunlight.
Personality: Cooper has a very aggressive personality, and has urges to get
everything possible from a situation. While this wasn't too possible before the invasion, now he can be as much of an asshole as he wants, whenever he wants. If someone says "I'll give you this if you kill these raiders.", He'll likely kill the dicks, receive the item, then kill the person who gave him the item, so he can steal the rest of their stuff.
Of course... that's if he had no conscience. While he has the urges to do so, he has enough self-awareness and a sense of justice to resist them. At the very least, he hopes so. He's also highly afraid of commitment, and of getting too attached. Sadly for him, he keeps on finding himself deep in remorse over things he absolutely had to do. The Bandit he stole his new arm from still haunts his nightmares, even though that was quite a while ago.
History: He had a nicer childhood. No traumatic events, no innocence-shattering awakenings of his powers, he had a fairly normal life. Sure, he was in a gang in high-school and beat up plenty of other kids, but when he was little he was always tinkering with his own toys to make them better. He still does that today, simply replace toys with body armor and automatic weapons. When he entered adulthood and began doing his own thing, he started doing odd-jobs to decide what to do with the rest of his life. He eventually decided to work in a military related industrial company.
Near the end of that career (Almost just before he got fired), he suffered an accident, and his doctor noticed his extreme condition. It was considered definitely abnormal, but was nothing for him to be registered as an 'actual super'. After being fixed, he was fired for other reasons, and decided to go on a hunting trip for giggles, to test his mettle and if all those hours wasted at the Gunrange was worth anything. H thinks he did reasonably well, poaching enough to feed himself, but he lost track of time.
What 'felt' like weeks turned out to be years as he returned to the world to see that it was in ruins. He still has no fucking idea what actually happened, and is wandering the wastes, assuming he's the last man alive.
Other: He has a skeleton inside of him. 2spooky, ain't it?
Basics of his ability: Remember this: "If it's supposed to be there and it isn't hit, it'll fit". He can also regrow the simpler and less important parts of his body over time (weeks to a full year, generally), but larger things, in addition to complex things, (E.G. legs, hearts, his lungs) will need a full replacement.
The only thing he can't completely replace is his brain. However, it could be possible if he's, say, lobotomized, to just grab the part that was cut off and throw it back into his skull, and it should heal.
