Name: Ava Ringgir
Age: 29
Sex: Female
Occupation: Mercenary/Assassin
Modifications: Full body cyborg. She is a transformable cyborg. She needs it to hide in plain sight. Her weapons are built in and her skin can change color. Not really that much more can be said about her modifications.
Appearance:
Ava is very tall, about seven feet. Standard she looks like a normal human. Her natural body however is a black metallic color with only a human face and hair. Due to her ability as a transformable cyborg, she can take on other appearances, sometimes transforming into a chair, a table or even a small vehicle for multiple hours or days before killing her targets.
Clothing: Like in pic usually a black choker, a light brown off shoulder knee length knit dress with black pants or leggings and black boots. On adventuring, she wears either normal clothes or has a bodysuit appearance depending on the job.
Weapon: Blades in her arms, has arm cannon in left arm, a mouth cannon. Can puncture victims skulls with her finger (like a boltgun) if necessary. Her transformation ability.
Armor: Her body is metallic. She can withstand some damage.
Abilities: Can transform. Superhuman strength. Built in weapons. Quiet walker and runner.
Personality: Ava is kind of mysterious. Usually neutral or slightly positive in demeanor despite being a cold killer. Usually kills enemies by crushing or decapitating them. Otherwise let yourself be surprised.
Background: Ava was originally born disabled. She was wheelchair bound most of her life. It was just three years ago when a mysterious person offered to cure her in turn of her becoming to test subject for his prototype project. Ava was willing to agree to anything that helped her. And well, Ava's soul was put in a soul crystal and inserted into a prototype body that took on her appearance after receiving the soul crystal. There was a problem, the man needed her to do some jobs with the body. To Ava's surprise, they were assassination jobs. The man convinced her that they were bad people, so she killed the targets with her new abilities. It went as long until he wanted her to kill someone she knew. That is when she turned on the man and realized she was only a tool for him. She faked wanting to hug him but instead of hugging him, her grip got tighter and tighter. Before she killed him, she explained why she turned on him. Now she lives on the outskirts of town and does contract work, sometimes killing higher officers. But she always wanted to go on adventures.