- NameUndisclosed
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Country
Italy - Age35 years old
- GenderMale
| Meet Flare, the cyber-slick, street-strutting Italian edgerunner, oozing chrome and attitude right off Rome’s neon-splattered pavements. This guy’s a walking disaster – a glorious mash-up of bad life choices, biotech nightmares, and enough cold steel to make a samurai blush. Think of him as a human grenade with a faulty pin: Arasaka’s finest arm-cannon meets Biodyne’s craziest Berserk OS. Flare’s practically a tank on two legs, with the intelligence quotient of an average monkey. He’s kitted out in subdermal armor that’s tougher than a two-dollar steak, eyes sharper than a hawk thanks to Kiroshi, and biotechnically woven skin thicker than a pair of old nomad leather boots. His fashion sense? Picture a classic edgerunner with a twist of ‘I don’t give a drek.’ Tank top – weather be damned, and a hat slung low to hide the cybernetic war stories etched into his skin. Don’t let the casual look fool you, though: this guy’s sturdier than a nail, especially when his circuits fry – which happens more often than not, especially when he’s guzzling the hard stuff. That’s when Flare turns into the life of the apocalypse party. Don’t mistake his dim bulb for a lack of heart, though. Flare’s got a soft spot for Epathe, a street urchin he adopted. He’s more than just her watchdog; he’s her makeshift dad, mixing his killer instincts with a touch of fatherly love. Then there’s Tsumi, his ride-or-die partner from way back. These two are tighter than a pair of jeans after Thanksgiving and they make one brain out of two people, mostly because it’s Tsumi who possesses it. So, if you need a brainiac for your gig, keep scrolling. But if you want a guy who’s more tank than man, with a heart as big as his gun, Flare’s your man. |  |
