Name: Buck Baker
Nickname:
Age: Physical age unknown, but appears to be no older than 30. Has been ‘awake’ for ten years though.
Race: Frankenstein
Height: 5'11"
Weight: Large
Hair Color: Brown
Eye Color:

Description:
Buck has the sort of body that comes from a lifetime of manual labor. While nowhere near a 'sculpted' physique, it is quite clear that he has a good amount of muscle on him. He tends to overdress, wearing heavier (and more concealing) clothing than the weather calls for, though doesn't show any signs of overheating.
Under all his clothing is a body covered in methodical scars. Most prominent is the characteristic Y-shaped scar on his chest from an autopsy. Other marks of notice are large puncture marks near major blood vessels consistent those used to drain bodies of blood and refill them with embalming fluids, and a series of long scars on the back of his head and down his spine that are largely covered by his hair.
Most telling of his nature are several areas of his body where his ‘skin’ can be peeled back without difficulty, revealing complicated brass clockwork. In addition his chest can be opened up, allowing access to the inside of his torso.

Visual:

Personality:
Buck is a gregarious fellow. He is quick to smile and laugh. He has no problems in calling others ‘friend’ much sooner than the other person would call him one. He’s even known to apologize to someone before knocking them out. It’s not unusual for him to invite other members of the Syndicate out for a drink or two, and often volunteers for dangerous tasks because he can take the punishment.
This gentleness should not be confused for weakness. Many a person has been caught off guard by how quickly he can turn against someone. He eagerly throws himself into a fight, striking hard and fast. While he would deny it if asked, a small smile betrays how much he enjoys fighting.

Background:
Officially Buck was rescued from an organ harvesting operation run by a rogue surgeon in a last minute SWAT raid; kidnapped as one of the many homeless in the city that could disappear without a trace.
In reality, Dr. Amy Treadaway did actually run an organ harvesting ring. However this was more to get materials and funding for her own research, taboo and esoteric as it was. Her lab was full of both organs and clockwork mechanisms, at the center of which laid Buck’s winding station. Buck was her first, and so far only, success in reanimation. While he had been ‘woken’ a few days before the raid, his first distinct memory was during the raid, when he was first taken out of the chair that served as his winding station. As paramedics tried to remove him from the chair, his abnormal nature became apparent. This, combined with the nature of Treadaway’s work, caught the attention of the Syndicate, who quickly took over the case.
Both Buck and Amy were given a choice: cooperate with the Syndicate or be destroyed. Needless to say, they both accepted. Because he could not remember much about his previous life, Buck was forced to forge a new identity for himself. With the Syndicate’s help, he's been able to develop a life for himself as one of their agents. Considering what little he remembered of his previous life involved living on the streets for ‘a long time’, he is quite content to be part of the Syndicate and has worked with them for the last 10 years.

Weapon(s):
Buck carries a .357 Magnum revolver. While it holds few bullets and reloads slowly, each shot packs a punch. Additionally the fact that a revolver can fire a wide variety of loads is a major factor in his choice, given what the Syndicate occasionally has to deal with.

Skills:
- Firearms: Buck is not the best shot, nor the quickest to the draw. However he can more than hold his own in a firefight.
- Brawling: Buck tends to rely on his size and endurance in a fight. His fighting style has been described as a mixture of kickboxing, wrestling, and plain old street-fighting
- Larceny: Whenever forcing his way in is undesirable, Buck knows several techniques to get past locked doors, crack open safes, and generally get into places others don’t want him to.
- Investigation: Between long sleepless nights, trying to catch up on the modern world, and simply needing to learn things for his work with the Syndicate, Buck’s become proficient in doing the legwork required to discover relevant information about a subject

Power(s):
Hard to Kill: Buck does not bleed, nor need to breathe. Poisons do not affect him unless they physically corrode flesh like an acid. His sense of pain is very much dulled as well, to the point that the easiest way to take him out of a fight is to mechanically disable his body (Handcuff him to a radiator, break his legs so they can't support his weight, even a taser would work so long as the juice flows). That's not to say that he can't die, it's just that nobody's found a way to put him down for good. Dr. Treadaway has a few theories as to what could kill him, such as massive brain damage or being burned to ash, but he's not jumping at the opportunity to test them out.

Patchwork Man: Buck’s partially mechanical nature not only gives him increased resilience, but also makes it very easy to recover from any damage he does take. He can do minor repairs to himself, so long he has the tools and a functional hand. More extensive repairs requires outside help. Given enough time, Dr. Treadaway is able to repair most damage done to him, or at least able to replace the damaged parts.

Indefatigable: Buck can go days without rest, and never tires from exertion. This is based on his clockwork heart. Under normal conditions he can go about 36 hours between windings. There is a small keyhole on his back, left of his spine, that allows a specially shaped key to wind his mainspring. He carries a copy of this key on a lanyard around his neck, though he cannot reach the hole to wind himself. Normally he uses the same winding station for this purpose, which takes about 8 hours. If he goes too long without windings, he becomes sluggish, slowing down until his body can no longer move. This is incredibly unpleasant for him, as he is still fully conscious during this time but unable to move at all.

Mechanical Mind: Dr. Treadaway did several alterations to Buck’s skull and brain. While she is the only one that understands the exact procedure, it was critical to his revival. It also had the side effect of making him unusually resistant to mental effects. For example, mental illusions rarely work on him and telepathic contact is difficult to maintain. However, physical illusions (I.e. Holograms and slight-of-hand tricks) are just as effective on him as anyone else.

Name: Micheal Viscardi
Nickname: Sparky
Age: 80
Race: Vampire
Height: 6'0
Weight: 195lbs
Hair Color: Dark Brown
Eye Color: Red

Description: Micheal has chestnut brown hair and his eyes are a menacing red. He was turned during his second year in college and this left him in fit, young body for the rest of his life. He has the runners build; lean with a little muscle here and there. Micheal has a flower tattoo on his back, and a tribal turtle on his left shoulder. Micheal would blend in with the average group of jocks and pretty boys at the same time. He has a hard brown line, most of the time he wears his natural "bed" hair throughout the day. One of his best features before and after he was turned would be his eyes, before he was turned they where a beautiful hazel that would flicker in the light, now they are a striking red, a deep crimson that pulls in any who looks long enough.



Personality: Micheal is a fun-loving creature, he learned the hard way to make the best of any situation. Most of the time his behavior can be seen as immature, or not right for the moment but actually he takes most things very seriously but does not show it. Micheal has a way of getting under people’s skin with his smile, or the way his eyes shine, this is simply because he does not believe it is the end for him, and having an optimistic outlook on the situation makes everything better. Micheal can be seen smiling even when there is no reason to, but under it all there lies a dark truth for him, the truth that he is no longer human and that he probably never will be, never the less he still strives to make the best of his situation.

Background: Micheal Wirghtwater was born May 5th, 1936 in Sacramento, California. He was born a few years before WW2 started and while America was at the tail end of The Great Depression. He was raised by a single mother in a small two bed room apartment with 3 older brothers. As a child , Micheal was fascinated by war and the danger and adventure it brought. He had family who fought in WW1 and he would hear the grim side and also the stories of the different places they visited, what they did, how they survived. All throughout his childhood he said he wanted to become a solider and defend his country. So he learned everything he could, and became a "war hawk" as his brothers called it, listening to the radio like it was a preacher in church.

When he graduated high school at 18 he kept to his dream and enlisted with the military. He would participate in the Vietnam War and Micheal also died in this war as well. He was 24 when the US began to increase their presence in Southern Vietnam. When he was called into duty he went in with his eldest brother, his mother was in the hospital and his two other brothers where not heard from in a long time. Micheal and his brother Clark where killed in 1964 surprise attack while their unit was moving through the jungle. The where bombed on and shot down while they tried to flee to cover. Micheal was dying, he was severely wounded, and almost met his maker if it had not been for a Vampire who also enlisted and found him alive. Lawrence Viscardi turned Micheal so that the boy would live, but he could not save his already dead brother. The day after his "death" Micheal woke up in a barracks with a tall figure in the corner of the room looking at all the commotion. Soon after the two would take back to the battle field and Lawrence would teach Micheal everything he would need to know about being a vampire. They went through numerous battles, feeding and getting hurt, heal and so on until the end of the war in 1975. Micheal did not know that Clark was dead and upon finding out that Lawrence kept this information from him, tensions grew between the two.

After the war Micheal changed his name to Viscardi. Micheal and Lawrence had been staying in Australia and it was in the outback that Lawrence went missing. They went on a hike to see some of the wildlife and one moment Micheal had been trying to take pictures of some animals and the next Lawrence had disappeared from Micheal's radar all together. Over the next few years he would look all over form him, for months he searched around the world until he returned to the States. By now his mother was dead and his only two remaining siblings where off living life with children of their own, he searched for his "brother" and found traces of him everywhere, he tried to get help from any and everyone but could not find any solid evidence that he was alive.

The Syndicate came to play in his life when he was searching for help to find the older Viscardi. He had heard about The Syndicate from Lawrence and reached out any way he could until they finally answered. They came down to an agreement, that in exchange for help with his search he would provide his skills and services to The Syndicate in any way shape or form.

Weapon(s):

Brass knuckles that are gold and have his initials in the middle.

2 9mm that he had hand crafted on as a gift to his father before he disappeared.

Skills:

Silver Tongue: Micheal has learned to talk his way out of many situations, dealing with questioning humans and aggressive creatures of the night. Micheal can lie easily to most people with out any problem, and has a tendency to take advantage of this.

Father's Training: His father come from a time where if a man could not protect himself with his bare hands then he is not a man at all. So he had him trained to defend himself throughout all of their travels. He learned how to defend himself mostly in many different fighting styles, he only learned enough to keep him alive, but not enough to kill a man.

Vampire Hunter: Form all those years hunting his father, Shane has learned how to pick up on social cues of super naturals especially vampires. He learned their scent, and how they move through a crowd.

Undead Shooter: Shane taught him self how to shoot his 9mm, he uses his heightened senses to help locate his target and make a cleaner shot.

Power(s):

Bat Swarming: Shane can disperse his body into a swarm of bats, scattering into a human size swarm of bats for a few seconds and move quickly to any spot about 10 feet form his original position. He uses it often to help get in and out of combat and also to jump around his enemies. This ability takes a toll on his energy and makes him hungrier. Think of it as a short distance bat flash step.

Glamour: A common vampire ability that allows Shane to influence the mind of lesser beings (aka humans). The glamour is a simple slight of hand in the mind, Zane implies enough mental influence on his target that they become compelled to do what he says for a shot amount of time. Most glamours made by Zane only last a few moments and only work for small actions.

Vampire Physiology: When Shane was turned he was given the traits most vampires get, enhanced senses, strength, speed and regeneration. His senses are more sensitive, for example he can hear a hummingbirds heart beat. Shane can run as fast as a car, and see 100ft away. He can heal almost any injury, and depending on what the damage gives way to how fast he heals, if its s sun light burn its going to take a while but if it's a knife cut, then just a few mins. His can lift the average SUV, and punch through concrete.

Wallcrawling: Shane can walk, run, crawl, sit, leap, dance, and move on almost any surface. He can run up walls, stand on ceilings, and bogie down mountain cliffs.

Name: Mithias Varomere
Nickname: *glares intently at you*
Age: n/a
Race: Vampire
Height: 6'3"
Weight: 170
Hair Color: Black
Eye Color: Yellow

Description:




Mithias was found early by the Syndicate, mainly due to the fact that he has some trouble not standing out among average humans. His light skin isn't such a big deal, but his eyes are clearly an unnatural shade. Thus, he has led his vampire life wearing hats and hoods and keeping to dim light, in which most human retinas fail to properly discern color. Usually, his long hair is down and he wears a suit in the office. His face is even and seemingly fixed in a "resting bitch" expression. He looks fairly athletic under that suit. 'claims he used to be a midevil knight.

Personality: Mithias was around long enough before a hellhole opened up beneath Baylor, and he doesn't want to see the activities of demons and the like giving his kind a bad name. As far as vampires go, he's friendly toward humans, assuming they don't initially flee in terror, but he has become completely comfortable with feeding on them, even killing them. He's always tried to incorporate some morality in his choices, ie. not feeding on the meek and innocent, but he will not stake his survival. In modern times, there's little reason for him not to drink donated blood, and so he prefers that. He is generally quite, surprised by very little, enjoys nature and for some reason playing the violin.

Mithias had stuck around for many generations after his making in order to protect and oversee his own family's descendants. When that family grew too big to follow, he walked away and became more interested in finding others of his kind and promoting justice from the shadows. The Syndicate helps him do that.

Background: Mithias has never gone into great detail about his origins. Suffice it to say he was a warrior, religious, and from Old World Germany. He doesn't have any great vampire contacts, but he did once travel through Alaskan werewolf territory during an extreme depression phase and was nearly killed. ...Better not ask him about that time.

Mithias is involved with the Syndicate as both an agent and a tactical officer. Usually, he analyses the information gathered by the other agents and stays out of the field during the daylight, but if the situation calls for it, he can personally stalk a target, act as a spy, or attempt a high-risk assassination requiring his vampiric advantages.

Weapon(s): Seeing as how small guns won't stop a vampire, or werewolf, or demon, or what have you, Mithias prefers to carry two modern, high tech composite swords at his sides when he is on dangerous missions. Severing a limb and bloodloss are so much more effective if a confrontation cannot be avoided.

Along this same vein, he has three, named daggers designed with barbed edges and rivets to promote bleeding. Heartseeker, Blooddrinker, and Soulstealer will quickly wear down stronger enemies.

Mithias can shoot, but even for a vampire, he doesn't have the best aim.

He is quite proficient with a simple leather whip.

Regardless, Mithias prefers a safe, tactical approach and would rather setup tripwires and explosives, or traps involving electric shock, flash grenades, or something for his target to inadvertently walk into. He gained a lot of this training and knowledge while working for the Syndicate.

Skills: Melee combat: Specifically Mithias is proficient at his dual blades. He's had enough time to hone his own artform, fusing his supernatural senses and reflexes into a unique style that can strike in multiple directions at once. He need not even turn his head to attack behind him as he can already sense the vibrations and hear the air being sliced around him. He is a whirlwind of blades, a blender of death and blood to any attacker that dares approach. On the other hand, he's not so good with hand to hand or grappling, except for what advantage his enhanced strength can give him. Even with his blood-letting daggers, he's quite reliant on the sword.

Warfare tactics: There are some adversaries that are simply too dangerous or too armored to take head on, and so tricks and traps must be employed. Mithias has studied explosives and some degree of chemical warfare. He more often intends to setup an opponent into walking into something that will either trap or kill them. He understands enough of non-humans to anticipate and counter their most often used methods of attack. He can lay traps or council his team on how to do so.

Leadership: Experience himself in the field has given Mithias the understanding necessary to remotely lead other operatives via communicator. When a team goes out, he tells them where to go and when to move and coordinates their individual actions.

Stealth: Mithias can follow someone and spy on them without getting too close. His senses always tell him when someone is coming and he can "vanish" in a burst of speed when necessary. He can hold perfectly still, even under duress, if it means avoiding being seen.

Power(s):

Typical vampire stuff: Heighted senses such as hearing, sight, temperature, air pressure, etc. And Enhanced strength and speed. Mithias could definitely flip a car, but picking it up and throwing it would be too difficult. Hence, he could jump longer distances, not take as much damage from falling, run unnaturally fast, and dodge really well. I'm not going to have him able to dodge bullets, unless he's lucky and knows it's coming from a far enough distance away to move in time. Close range, he's fucked. His strength is much less than a werewolf's, but on par with most young vampires. Strength is not his forte.

Mind Ward: Immune to any and all mental manipulation (magic). What this means is no other psychic or vampire or telepath or demon, etc. can influence his thoughts, emotions, memories, or even speak to him telepathically. Nor can they read his mind. This is the primary gift of Mithias' bloodline and is as far as we know, unique to him alone as a vampire.

Pyrokinesis: Low level ability, like putting out candles and starting small fires in fairly close range. With effort, he could bend flames and heat away from himself to escape a burning building, but he can't stop explosions. He can melt computers.

Fast Healing: Mithias can survive even severe wounds as long as they don't obliterate his body or crush his skull. If he gets impaled through the heart, he'll be unconscious, which is just as good as dead, basically, until that object is removed and the damage healed. His healing is also limited by how much blood he has consumed lately. He can only heal if he has the blood for it.