OK, based on feedback his and in the discord, my more full draft for the character:

[b]Appearance:[/b] Tall (for the region); slender; toned arms and chest; thick facial hair; ear-length dark hair. Portrait TBD. 5'10",  187 lbs.

[b]Name:[/b] Sastro Sewojo, AKA "Sam"

[b]Age:[/b] 31

[b]Nationality: [/b]Indonesian

[b]Noble Arm Name & Appearance:[/b] [i]The Batavian Special:[/i] A single action revolver of late nineteenth century manufacture, in immaculately pristine condition. (Exact model and caliber TBD)

[b]Noble Arm Rank: [/b]
Power: D
Speed: C
Range: F
Persistence: B
Precision: B
Potential: A


[b]Noble Arm Type, Element, and Range:[/b] The item serves a support and a ranged function. The support function is achieved with skin-to-skin contact between the user and the person being affected. As a ranged weapon, the pistol has an effective range of a normal pistol of that manufacture (exact stats to be researched).

[b]Noble Arm Abilities:[/b]

Endocrine Optimisation: When the weapon first appeared in his possession, Sam underwent a very uncomfortable growth spurt and increased muscle mass while losing body fat. Essentially, the Arm had forced the dweeby and physically unfit late-twenty-something to undergo a second puberty and develop the physique and stature commensurate with using the weapon. After this initial hurdle, the weapon has continued to regulate his brain and body chemistry, enforcing a more heightened wakefulness and a more deepened sleep, suppressing his appetite between regular meals, and keeping him pretty close to emotional equilibrium.

Endocrine Manipulation: When making skin-to-skin contact with another person, the Arm allows Sam to effect a change in their body chemistry to some particular end: releasing endorphins to dull pain; eliminating lactic acid to alleviate muscle fatigue; spiking testosterone to temporarily boost strength and aggressiveness; flooding a person with sleep or stress hormones to throw them off their game (a powerful and discreet tool, since discussions often begin with a handshake, giving him his chance.)

Factory Reset: The pistol always remains clean and fully loaded after a round is discharged. Powder burns and staining can occur on the surfaces shot, but the gun itself remains as it was. It never needs to be reloaded or maintained. 


[b]Misc Abilities:[/b] What are your other talents?
- Marksmanship; knife-throwing
- Multilingual
- Negotiation skills
- Radio operation

[b]Personality: WIP[/b]
    Harsh with himself, patient with others. Well-spoken and "likable"; likes to quote American movies and break tension with humor when he can do tastefully. Not very political, he'll tend to try to diplomatically redirect the conversation when something contentious comes up. He likes to adopt some western fashions without compromising an Indonesian identity; in casual occasions he might be wearing American-stye heeled cowboy boots and a vest while at the same time wearing a Peci and smoking that distinctively Indonesian artifact: the Kretek. While he does support the ASEAN move to check Chinese aggression, is not a hawk, and would like to see the fighting stop as quickly as possible. Needs to get over himself, and let go of his suppressed shame for wasting his youth, and feeling that he doesn't deserve the second chance he got from the Noble Arm that he didn't earn.

        [b]Likes:[/b] Kreteks, Cowboy/Buddy Cop movies, Lizards, 

        [b]Dislikes:[/b]Sweets, media that reminds him of his "Otaku" phase, Snakes

        [b]Fears:[/b] Reverting back into a "loser"; Being exposed as a fraud (no specific reason, just a looming sense of inadequacy); harm coming to his parents or siblings.

[b]Bio:[/b]

- Sastro Sewojo was born in 1991, the middle child of seven, to a comfortable middle class family in Aceh. His parents were pretty normal people; dad was a junior manager for a natural gas extraction company. However was a little too coddled, and never made very much of himself throughout his young adult life. Staying at home, he never attended college and only worked intermittently, although opportunities for study and a do-nothing job were both made available by his parents. When not collecting toys or comic books, he did tinker with radios and practice English and Japanese. He received his Noble Arm via inheritance three years ago, when an inexperienced Arms Master who possessed it previously took a bullet between the eyes from separatists. Sam was out walking in the woods when this happened out of his line of sight, and the weapon passed to him in a brilliant flash.

- Described above in Abilities, Sam underwent a bodily and psychological metamorphosis, and became someone actually useful for fighting. He threw away a lot of his old manchild junk, and pivoted hard towards "manly" hobbies as best as he knew how. As a volunteer, he has assisted non-powered army patrols in-country with his buffing ability and radio knowledge. His first mission outside of Indonesia, and the one before joining task force Obsidian, was a bounty-hunting job in the Philippines, catching an Arms Master who fled on bail. 

[b]Current Goal:[/b] To make his parents pleased. This is sort of a moot point; his mother loved him unconditionally before he got the noble arm, and his father is just pleased to see him finally having grown up and gotten a life. Not to mention, they can't exactly know all the details about his classified work with Task Force Obsidian. But, driven but a deep-seated guilt over his being a lazy burden on them in his twenties pushes him to continually try to bite off more than he can chew.

[b]Military or Civilian Rank:[/b]
  Volunteer