NameMilo Rasha.
AgeTwenty five, (appears no older than seventeen.)
Speech ColorDeepPink.Character AlignmentChaotic GoodMilo does not shy away from violent solutions, but does attempt to avoid more permanent approaches. He would use a lethal weapon, but would refrain from killing, unless such an action in forced.Character PersonalityJaded, tired and fed up. Milo lived through the war, he participated in it. He battled the humans, he battled other Rifters when differences came to tear groups apart, and he struggled to remain alive through the strife. Though this young man appears rugged to a point, and less than friendly at a glance, Milo keeps a soft heart within the all too jaded exterior. Though he appears tired of life, and those who would inhabit it, Milo is the first to act, when assistance is needed. Although, with a notable amount of reluctance. One could say that his desires, and his moral compass don't always agree, with one another.
Milo does not speak, much. He's a man of action, as you'd say. Forced into the war at its arrival, Milo found himself armed with a pistol and nothing more than lofty ideals. He has seen many an ally, and friends, meet their end in response to the horrific event. Though it has drawn him somewhat more reclusive, Milo holds those he consider close, tightly. It is no mystery, as to why the young man is protective of his friends, as few as they might be.
Calm and collected, it is quite difficult to rock Milo from his feet. Though the situation might grow dire, he keeps a leveled head and attempts to find a logical solution to whatever issue has come to curse current events. Milo knows not to gather enemies, and stays under the radar as much as he can. The world of Rifters is a dangerous place, and unwanted attention can get you unwanted problems.
Contrary to first impressions, Milo is quite the cuddly individual once you get to know him. He enjoys a gentle hug, and the company of others. Though he comes off as a hardened soldier at times, there is much more to his being than that shell would dare to show.
AppearanceMilo stands at a meager five and a half feet, weighing ninety pounds, something considered quite a disadvantage in brawn and strength. He doesn't appear to possess many visible muscles either, his limbs rather thin and slender. With a scrawny frame, Milo would clearly be labeled as harmless by most, a set of ribs easily visible beneath his skin. One can draw the obvious conclusion that the young man isn't fit for melee endeavors.
The thick black hair atop his head falls down to the base of his neck along with bangs covering his eyes unless kept out of the way with either a bandanna, headband or toboggan. A pair of curious brown eyes are constantly kept on the lookout, as if waiting for an impending ambush. In truth, Milo simply prefers to keep his surroundings in check. Needless to say, he hates surprises as long as he's not the one giving them. An expression of indifference or boredom are common sights upon this boy, appearing unamused but not necessarily dissatisfied.
One will spot more than one combat scar upon his exposed skin, each one healed with a renaming mark. It is safe to assume that they found home on his frame during the devastating war, which plagued the world. A pair of black cargo pants reach down to his ankles where they are slightly folded up and a black hoodie often find home atop his torso. Due to his small size, Milo often wears over sized shirts but he has gotten used to the nuisance. His hands always find home in a pair of fingerless leather gloves which allows for a better grip and would be considered stylish by his standards.
Having the frame of a seventeen-year-old teenager, one might not expect too much from Milo. His mutation came to halt his development for good, and bad, but it also leaves the young man with less physical strength than most within his circle of acquaintances. Indeed, while adept in both combat and acrobatic maneuvers, Milo always has to rely on finesse and grace in fights. Marksmanship is a skill he is incredibly familiar with but it leaves melee endeavors a less than mastered skill. He would display immense difficulties overpowering opponents with fists alone and finds himself at a disadvantage overall.
Lacking in imagination, Milo feels most at home in black clothing as well as black canvas shoes. He never did consider himself fashionable in any way. The olive tint to his skin would easily dot his ethnical home somewhere in the middle east and thick hair hugs his face quite nicely.
HeightFive feet, and three inches.
WeightNinety pounds.
OccupationFreelancer, Mercenary.
EthnicityMiddle Eastern. Parents immigrated to Russia at a rather young age.
RiftRussian.
LanguagesFluent in Arabic, English and Russian.
MissionMilo takes every day as it comes. He tries not to think about the future, too much. He claims to be a simple, young man, with a simple life.
AllianceMilo is a mercenary, acting as bodyguard for whoever pays the most.
Equipment, and WeaponMilo travels light. He keeps a pistol holstered in a shoulder holster, and maintains a rifle for his job as a guard, whenever he is hired for such a position.
Origin InfoMilo grew up as the son of a police officer, and a soldier. It was not an unexpected path for this high school dropout to end up in the army. Milo lived a rather simple life, though found himself with the same issue most teenagers face during those dreaded years. He did not feel like he fit in, anywhere. School felt wrong, for him. Not only did he have a difficult time getting along with the other students, but he often found himself skipping classes, and claimed that his lack of interest was enough to prevent any level of information from reaching his ears.
It was at this point, where Milo's father claimed that he either spends his time studying, or he joins the army, like his father had done, before him. For most perhaps, the choice seemed easy. Going to school was, of course, the easy option. For Milo however, joining his father's side in the force was the first thing which had truly caught his interest.
The life of a soldier is nothing to brag about. But, it works. Though Milo was small for his, impressively so, he managed his way through the assignments with impressive results. One claims that a strong power of will, can get you far. Milo was more than willing to put that to the test.
Rift HistoryStill a private in training in the army, Milo was met head on by the opening of the Rifts. A rather peculiar ability came to show itself during his daily exercises, and luckily, it was not an ability which was easily visible, for others. Despite an initial freak out, the young soldier was able to, away from prying eyes, practice this newfound ability until he could eventually use it at will.
War HistoryIt was at this point where Milo's loyalties were truly put to the test. Seeing how his kind was treated, and being on the forefront of a militaristic response to the rise of Rifters, Milo who had now graduated to a fully fledged soldier on the field, was immediately torn between the duties he had been taught, and the very right to exist. Fighting based on the orders which had been issued, the young soldier eventually came to defect from the army. He could not fight the Rifters, not his own people. No, he had to join them. However, moving to Britain during the war, Milo lost contact with his parents, only to learn that both had passed away as a casualty of war.
Short ExplanationThe ability to replicate any inanimate object within a frame of limitations. The ability also allows for a passive adjustment to the user's frame which is described below. Each replica created by Milo is in all intents and purposes the real thing, meaning it's an exact copy. After an item comes in contact with his skin, a replica will build itself into existence as if building blocks appearing on top of each other until the item is fully created. The process begins from where the item was touched and is nearly instantaneous. It is also worth noting that the replica will appear in the same hand Milo used to touch the item in question.
Active Ability (Limitations)ContactMilo's skin needs to come in physical contact with the item he intends to replicate, preferably with his fingers.
WeightThe item cannot weigh more than two pounds.
QuantityMilo can replicate up to three items. A fourth would replace the first. As long as the item in question doesn't weigh over two pounds, Milo can replicate everything contained within a single unit.
Supernatural ItemsWhile supernatural effects can be replicated along with the item, these effects cannot be magical in any way. Milo cannot replicate magic.
SubstanceThe only way for Milo to replicate something which isn't solid is if it's contained within something solid.
Biological MaterialMilo cannot replicate anything which isn't inanimate. Biological material is beyond his ability.
TimeEach replica is permanent until Milo allows it to disappear or until another replaces it. Due to this, it is impossible to trace Milo's bullets.
Passive AbilityAgelessnessMilo's cells do not split, but rather they replicate. A cell deteriorates every time it splits which in turn causes ageing. At twenty years old, Milo's powers matured and as such, his cells stopped splitting and started replicating which in turn halted his ageing entirely.
Combat TypeMarksman.
Mastered Combat Traits+FirearmsWhen it comes to ranged weaponry, Milo is incredibly formidable.+EvasivenessMilo is small, and lacks much in terms of strength. He is well versed in the arts of dodging attacks.+AcrobaticsThe ability to quickly, and fluidly move between, over and through obstacles.+StealthThe ability to move silently, remaining unseen with weightless footsteps.Negative Traits-Physical DefenseBeing a mutant doesn't change the fact that Milo is humanoid. Anything which would kill a normal human would kill Milo.
-Martial ProwessRelying on his ranged combat has neglected muscle training and as such leaves Milo unsuited for melee endeavors.
-Power LimitationsWhile being a mutant, Milo's powers are anything but explosive or even harmful on their own. Rather, Milo's powers require some kind of weaponry to be efficient in combat.
-Social SkillsAs would be expected from someone with Milo's background, the boy seriously lacks in social charisma and skill. Even though his appearance suggests a social aspect, it is clear that his persuasive skills lie entirely in physical looks.Likes and Dislikes+Training.
+Sleeping.
+Being lazy.
+Guns.
+Plushies.
+Soda.
+Monster Energy.
+Flowers.
+Pink.+Music.
+Animals!
-Tardiness.
-Brutes.
-Flashy displays.
-The cold.
-Winter.
-Snow.
FearsLoneliness, though he'd never admit to it.
Dying, despite seeming tired of life.
Losing more friends.
Extra InformationMilo has a pet squirrel of all things, who tends to hang out on the young man's shoulder.
Theme Song"So, we're doing this?" 
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