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Character Mr. Janus

|Greatness, At Any Cost|


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1st Image
2nd Image: Jon Briddell
3rd Image: Mass Effect 2

ALIAS: Mr. Janus
--> Name: Horus Caecilius Vos

FACTION: Independent

RANK: Chief Executive Director

SPECIES: Human
--> Subspecies: Cyborg

AGE: 52

SEX: Male

HEIGHT: 6'3"

WEIGHT: 203

EYES: Blue

HAIR: Dusty brown, greying along sides of the head

SKIN: Fair

FORCE SENSITIVE: No.




STRENGTHS AND WEAKNESSES (Required: 2 Weaknesses Minimum) :
[+] "Holy Christ... there's nothing left!"
Mr. Janus appears to be human at first glance, save for his glowing blue eyes. At this point, he's nearly more machine than man. Subdermal armor, synthetic organs, prosthetic eyes, everything and anything that could be upgraded has been.

[+] The Many Faced God
Mr. Janus is an enigma. His true identity is unknown by even his closest associates and business partners. Legions of soldiers have fought and died for a man who might not exist at all. With the full might of corproate power at his beck and call, Mr. Janus has nigh infinite resources, and almost as many favors to call in.

[-] "And you wake up the next morning..."
A man in Horus's position doesn't get there by having a healthy moral compass. He doesn't care who gets hurt, or what his products are used for. From petty, individual crime, to wiping out towns for a special resource, as long as he can continue to carve out his own cradle of power, nothing is off limits.


[-] Fanatic Xenophobe
Horus carries a bitter hatred of anything more derivitate than a near human, and even some of those push the limits of what he's willing to tolerate. His ultimate goal is to form a society with humans and near-humans at the top, and everyone else somewhere down below. He will never truely ally himself with aliens. He may use them temporarily, but he will always turn on them when the time is right.

APPEARANCE:
Mr. Janus appears almost exclusively through hi-resolution holo projectors and his appearance never changes. Dusty brown hair with silver creeping along the sides of his head. Clean shaven. A single chair sits in an room dominated by a massive window looking out at a red and blue star. The only thing that changes is what's in his hands. The most common is a cigarra, if it's a particularly relaxing occasion, he might be spotted with a glass of Merenzane Gold or Arkanian sweet milk, a recently aquired taste. One would never want to see him holding a his custom Pathblaster, or rolling a coin over his knuckles.

BIOGRAPHY:
Mr. Janus is the owner of the largest
baking business chain on Corellia. He inherited the small family baking shop from his father by waiting until his father passed away.

SHIP:

TBD

KILLS:
N/A

BOUNTIES COLLECTED:
N/A



ROLE-PLAYS:
N/A
 
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