Haliard TD-99 Johns

The "immortal" perfectionist

The dumbass, the trash heap, the food stealer, the monster anomalie, the only friend, the avenger, the mad lad, the cockroach.

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102

500lbs robot parts are heavy

5' 11" perfectly average

hair? no, he has a medieval helmet visor

helmet can come over face from the back of the head.

none because he is a robot

white, green, and turquoise. With no settings or light they are pure black.

humanoid robot

metallic grey

semi buff, arms and legs are medium buffness, entire body is covered in armor

medieval mask helmet, perfectionist sword, Error [beare-error error- lace and -error- drive.] has a tendency to have headphones on to jam out to, there is internet so he has a badass playlist he uses while fighting.

down to earth. Hard to laughter. Easy to anger. naturally curious. perfection is the only thing that will kee-error-p them happy. Continues despite hardship. True friends are a gift to protect. "anyone can fight, only a down person fights for what's right" "no way out of the hole?, dig with your bare hands until their bleeding, than dig more."

Proving a point. Drowning out the insults. Helping the Anomalies. Avoiding the Councils attempts at utilizing the anomalies as weapons to control the populace. Becoming better than the insults.

Is quick to anger, slow to forgiveness, and has no time for mercy. At the same time he is to trusting, helpful, and required.

He hates the councils choice at approving the virus for use. Other than that he hates insults and people who think they're above him simply because of hardware.

precision, he lost the ability to auto aim at 3 so he has had to use normal vision every day, as a result he has become the most precise robot on the planet. Is an expert in coding due to a spotty record of assassination contract infringements. Is able to make sense of the most minute circuit boards. Is able to effectively communicate with anomalies through binary, and also since he relates to them. his fighting strategy is attack in the opening and hit the enemy's vitals (eyes, neck, armpit, etc.) to end the fight quickly or to initiate a reaction he can precisely manipulate. His home is the old abandoned C.A.T customer service in the middle of "ERROR" activity.

Hacking the councils mainframe, messing with the elites, dueling, surviving.

Rough and abrasive on the outside, calm and sweet on the inside, is a peach.

no auto aim, no auto fight knowledge, no upgrades work, only able to get weapons from an internal generator, is able to kill fellow robots, prevents assassinations. requires constant passive practice to become an expert in something like aiming.

If a god existed it would most likely ignore us, after all if he is immortal why would he deign to deal with us mortals?

**** the council **** the rules, people should not have to fight for profits, or have to afford upgrades to become better, people or robots should be able to advance as they want not by the strict restrictions of a bunch of old council farts

Professional Company Saboteur
Master miner scout
Master accountant

bright green, sunlight, something to get him out of this hell of a society.

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an ancient throwing star (Human warning sign), it belonged to the previous bearer and represents the precision and determination required to live in this world

a sword that has a triangle blade and that is perfectly symmetrical except for his sharpie design on the hilt that is an infinity sign, representing his will to live.

a anomalie squirrel that he has stabilized.

Is an accountant at a relatively poor ferm that is in the middle of anomalie territory that provides jobs to sane anomalies, and government protected robots. He also works in company sabotage and counter assassin assignments. In his spare time he explores the continent.

398A.E.

has bought all the books available and is constantly making new discoveries in his free time. Master sword fighter age: 54 Master marksman (throwing) 63. master hacker 77. master accountant 79. robin hooding 89-present

Grew up on the streets after being thrown out by his "parents" for being to disappointing, as a result he vowed to both protect the society to help people like him, and to mess with the elites who were responsible for his parents situation. now he has a job and a home while making ERROR friends

As he grew up he became more and more angry with his position and the councils behavior. As a result he made habits for passive practice that put him above them all to increase mental facilities and moral values.

This included helping the poor and Anomalies and playing board games. He also was against the prophecy put out by the council. Other than that over his long life he's seen all types of robots and Anomalies, and he knows to judge people on their actions not their words.

has a pet squirrel named chewy whos a anomalie

Is not in any prophecy, but refuses to accept that he is a helpless bystander.
His world is worth protecting to help flourish in order to fix its mistakes.