Description
Appearance
Hair:
A messy dirty blonde, cut just enough to keep out of his eyes.
Eyes:
Dark brown and almond shaped, made fiercer by thick eyebrows and almost nonexsistent lashes.
Build:
Muscular, but not overly. Neither thin nor fat. Average, really.
Skin Tone:
Medium to light tan.
Height:
5’9”
Weight:
160lb
Voice:
A rough and unmusical baritone.
Handed:
Left
Body Markings:
Nope. If there ever were any, they’ve been removed.
Scar Tissue:
He has an odd scar here and there, none of them very noticeable.
Name
Benji Carton.
Nickname
-Mike, used by those who know him well enough to use a nickname but not well enough to know he dislikes them. (Nicknames, that is.)
-Benny-boom, but there is only one person he will let call him that.
Alias
Cyrus Michaels.
Species
Human with cybertronic upgrades, but hardly enough to call him an Cyborg.
Race
See above.
Nationality
English, with german and gaelic roots.
Visual Age
23
Factual Age
23
Gender
Male.
Sexual Orientation
Heterosexual.
Body Modifications
Hearing: He had his inner ears replaced with mechanical ones, giving him incredibly precise hearing.
Sight: His eyes were not replaced, merely enhanced with ingrained contacts that he can mentally adjust, giving him 200/20 vision.
Fingertips: The skin beneath his fingertips is embedded with a variety of common close-proximity connection tools, giving him the power to connect his GLOVE to anything cybertronic he touches, if he can hack into it.
Class
Web Assassin – Viral being his specialty.
Personality
Personality DescriptionQuiet and logical, Cyrus is that backseat voice of reason in any group. Rather unnoticeable is the fact that he seems to thrive on conflict, danger, and adversity. You’ll never hear him admit he’s scared, though if you do earn his trust you’ll hear the cocky, playful persona that hides within.
QuirksHe bites his lips in thought, making them perpetually chapped.
FearsPhobia: Centipedes (Don’t ask)
Worst Fear: That everyone he cares about will end up dead.
GoalIn his own words, “All I care about is staying freaking alive.”
LikesTechnology, Danger, Women, Food…
DislikesCelestines, Boredom, Animals
Strengths His Hacking expertise, his intelligence, his relation to the head of the 404s.
WeaknessesHis fearlessness, his hidden immaturity, his inability to resist a dare.
Equipment
Abilities & Skill & Combat Rating
[Perfect] - [Excellent] - [Good] - [Above Average] - [Average] - [Below Average] - [Poor] - [Very Poor]Clothing/Armor - Good1st layer - Cybersuit with lattice shunting
2nd layer – MicroPLaD armor
Combat Prowess - GoodHe took seven years of karate as a teenager, but rarely practices or uses it.
Abilities - AverageHe can imitate a few accents and speak some Spanish.
Skills - PerfectA master hacker, Cyrus thrives with his GLOVE on and a target in sight. He has single-handedly developed over 300 viruses, and could implant one on your average computer in a matter or minutes.
Weapons - AverageName: He named it Corren, after his late best friend. Type: Plasma Gun Ammo: Ionized Gas Information: One of your average plasma guns. Still, its saved his life a few times.Equipment - ExcellentOn his right arm, he wears a fingerless Hacker’s Delight – Viral edition.
On his left, he wears an older model of the GLOVE.
AccessoriesHe likes sunglasses. He has an wears way too many.
Memorabilia A photo of him and Corren on his 14th birthday.
History
Religious Affiliation“Because I’m gonna tell you.”
Group AffiliationSecretly a member of the 404s, but he’s working for Grime Protection now.
The Guardian ActAgainst Simon Murphy, Guardian act, he’s ambivalent.
Marital StatusSingle
RelativesBiological, none - His mother died from a nirvana overdose, and he never knew who his father was.
He was taken in and raised by Big Mac, who is his mentor.
He was best friends with Mac’s sister, until she disappeared.
ResidenceA really crappy apartment in Brooklyn.
Education-High School Education
-8 Years of learning Hacking
OccupationViral Hacker. He’ll infect any computer for money.
D.O.B.March 19th
Bio/HistoryBorn of a nirvana induced tryst, Benji Philip Carton never knew his father. He spent his early childhood on the streets of New York, cared for enough by his mother to stay alive. That is, until his mother traded him to a drug dealer for more Dust.
The dealer kept Benji around for a few weeks, then grew bored of him like any novelty and tossed him back onto the street. So there he stayed. He joined a gang of thieving teenagers when he was seven, and dabbled in petty crimes for the next couple of years.
When he was ten, Mac McAllister took notice of him. A rising hacker traveling with his sister, Corren, he took Benji in. From Mac he learned about the art of hacking, and it was an instant love.
He spent the next few years living a quieter life, attending highschool with Corren, learning hacking, attempting to help Mac develop Hacker’s Delight. (All right, he didn’t do much actual helping, but he tried.)
Over the years, he and Corren grew to be inseparable friends. She was witty and imaginative, while he was cocky, logical, and utterly fearless. Together, they were those two d*mn teenagers that made the government’s work harder in little but very annoying ways.
That is, until Corren disappeared. It started when Mac found out they had been planning a viral attack on one of MurCORPs smaller offices. As it wasn’t the safest plan, he forbade them from going. In an act of teenage rebellion, Corren told Benji she was going to go alone, in secret. Benji tried to talk her out of it, but by then she was out the window and had disappeared into the night.
Unsure what to do and not wanting to betray confidences, Benji pretended to know nothing of Corren’s disappearance until she had been gone three days. When he broke down and told Mac everything about the plan. They both did all they could, but Corren McAllister was gone without a trace.
After that, Benji changed. He forced himself to grow up, to mature. He paid a force hacker to delete all of his records and give him a new identity. Old enough to support himself, he uses an array of middle men to sell his viruses for the money he needs. Now, he’s Cyrus Michaels, a nobody to the world.
Exactly how he likes it.
Recently, he left the 404s for Grime Protection.