Name: Ferdinand Corredoria
Age : 17
Gender: Male
Nationality: Hispanic
Years as a Runner: Just starting. (Has trained previously)
Description of appearance (and outfit): Ferdinand is Hispanic, with dark, neck-length rough black hair, and deep brown eyes, he is slim, both in face and in body. He is 5'11, and has longer legs than his torso. His face is partially covered with an anti-pollution mask similar to those worn by cyclists, yet you can tell that he tends to have a permanent grim on his face, no matter how dire the circumstances. His outfit tends to consist of a tight fitting black long-sleeved t-shirt, and blue, worn skinny jeans. He wears trainers on his feet, which also display a lot of use on them, with dirt and scuff marks all over.
A brief bio : Ferdinand developed an immunity to the virus around a year ago, but has not joined the runners until the previous two decades. Since he developed this immunity, he stayed mostly on the lower levels of the city for the first couple of months, just doing what he knew, still being a wage slave. Yet, during a working shift, he spotted runners in the distant, and always thought of how interesting it would be to be out there. He managed to acquire his outfit through looting through a previous millionaire-now wage slave's house, which in itself required a bit of climbing. He had been independently training on running throughout the skyline, yet was constantly falling and injuring himself, as after all of his training, he still lacked a large amount of skill. He considered himself lucky for not coming across a Spectre, but unfortunate for not coming across a runner sooner than he had, as a year in isolation is incredibly damaging on the mind.
After six months of training his muscles, but retaining a thin stature so that he was nimble enough, he finally went to the rooftops to train even harder, and perchance coming across a runner to sign up, which he did. Even though he had the right build and muscle growth, he has still not managed to grip the fine skills of being a runner, yet they still took him in, as they saw he was either incredibly brave, or stupid, and they could use either.
He is still not used to life as a runner, and therefore has some difficulty adapting to this new environment, he is unskilled in running properly, yet realises that life now will be very different to what it was before, much more interesting. He is used to being able to remain hidden, and can cope with the lower air, with the aid of his cycle mask, but he cannot really cope with the thinner air, even with the cycling mask. He is quite silent when around new people as he has not had much interaction with people for a long time.
Melee weapon: A melee taser, which is especially useful when on high areas.
I hope this is alright, I realise it is probably a bit weird, seeing as I don't know much about the story, anything I need to change will be changed.