Immortality is said to be a blessing and a curse. I am the curse.


Personality
The Judge is a creation of the man known as Lewis Stockton, a way to dissociate from the actions that he commits when he puts on the armor. While Lewis Stockton, in private, is a quiet and noticeably solitary and reserved man, the Judge is quite the opposite. While still reserved, the Judge is much more lethal in behavior, analytical, and motivated to do harm to those that oppose him.
Lewis, however, is an emotionally broken person. He doesn't speak much, and reserves emotions for his journal and private thoughts. He seems to be a loner, naturally seeking out privacy and a quiet lifestyle, which can be detrimental to his mental health. He questions what he does as the Judge, unsure if he should stop.
Motivation
The Judge, the mindset Stockton forces himself into, is a personal embodiment of cold hatred. Calculating, thoughtful, and undeniably lethal, the Judge is motivated by a personal will to eradicate any criminal or unnatural presence on Terra, with a penchant for vampiric individuals or creatures especially, and a smaller, more focused hatred towards the criminal underworld.
"You lose."
Lewis Stockton, however, is motivated to keep a home life separate from the remainder of his violent persona in The Judge. He does his best to avoid undead outside of his hunting hobby, and is surprisingly good at contributing. He assists heavily in the various communities he's a part of, many of which located in populated areas local to Wing City. In order to distance himself both emotionally and physically from the things he does as the Judge, he participates in public events and many community service activities, and is a known member of several groups, such as the "Clean Up Wing City" movement, and holds a job as a construction worker, which, in his own private thoughts, don't do much to help the recollections of violence he experiences.

Description
Stockton is physically impressive, standing at just around six feet tall, and is around 28 years of age. As the Judge, he weighs in at around 220 pounds, with an additional fifty pounds of Kevlar plate armor. He's muscular, which is hard to tell underneath the armor. He can be seen wearing an armored mask, a plain, flat covering with two holes for eyes and an indenture where the forehead is that has the number 43 on it, symbolizing the number of times he's had to replace it, the mask being the most tempting target for enemies despite it's ballistic soundness.
If anyone were to see him underneath the armor, they would see a generally muscular man, Caucasian, with near-white blond hair with several gray streaks in a uniformly cut manner. His eyes are a darker shade of grey. He's covered in a wide collection of small scars, several healed burns in jagged patterns across his arms, and an inch-long vertical scar, turned white with age in the center of his forehead, which is slightly difficult to notice. He has a distinct method of speech which sounds slightly monotone when addressing people as the Judge, and more expressive when in company he's comfortable with.
He has three tattoos, two of which are on his shoulders, and one large one spanning the entirety of his back, plain black crosses that match up with the corresponding silver markings on his armor. His armor itself is very personalized, with an assortment of pockets in between the plates. The armor itself heavily resembles that of a medieval knight, but a flat olive color and made of the aforementioned Kevlar and tungsten plates and is designed to be impenetrable from bites and scratches, and has been tested against high-impact firearms rounds. The armor itself is covered in 105 scratches of uniform length, drawn onto the armor across most of the upper torso and arms. He wears combat boots with a mixed rubber sole, allowing for his heavily armored body to step lightly through areas covered with leaves and detritus. He designed the suit himself, and is very proud of his ability as a tailor in his private life.
Outside of his 'hobby,' Lewis Stockton usually can be seen wearing a jacket and light T-shirt, but there is a primary trend of deep blues or olive-green shirts. He also can be seen concealed carrying a .45 handgun, if he were to be investigated closely.

Belongings
The Judge carries a wide variety of weapons and medical implements, the latter being both magical and physical. There's a common trend of weapons being coated in a flat black paint, called Cerakote, that's specially designed to be as non-reflective as possible and very hard to see in dark without some form of NVGs or dark-sight, the former being something he relies on rather heavily.
He carries a large variety of weapons, relying on hidden stashes across areas he frequents to access them, as he prefers to travel light as the Judge. He can be seen carrying a .45 handgun basically everywhere he goes while out on ventures, as well as a large variety of other handguns, including several concealed-carry versions that he keeps in various hidden pockets along his armor.
He carries a large number of knives, upwards of two dozen, and often has at least four throwing knives on his person. He carries a hatchet and a machete at either end of his belt and is deftly trained in using either, his strength lending usefulness to his ability.
He carries a variety of larger firearms as well, including a .50 BMG single-shot rifle, which is rather heavy and he doesn't care for carrying on his person for extended periods, often simply ditching it and coming back to get it later. He owns several automatic rifles, including an AK-12 equipped with a silencer and ACOG sight that he takes great care to clean and care for. He also owns a recovered Aschen Disruptor, but severely dislikes using it as the sound it makes is very distinct and the ammunition it uses is near-impossible to come across, despite the power output it has. He hand-makes most of the ammunition he uses, spending a large amount of the money he makes on silver to plate steel-cored bullets with and the materials used to machine suppressors and blades.
His most commonly used ranged weapon is a bow, the draw weight being impressive 200 pounds, capable of punching through most armored skin if given a proper projectile. He finds it awkward to carry anywhere with his hands, so if he feels he's going to get into a situation where he'll need to take on multiple targets he will simply hide it and mark its location on his GPS.
If he does have to go into loud conflict, he's equipped with a Kalashnikov KHAOS-12, a semiautomatic mag-fed shotgun in 12 gauge. It's often loaded with 00 buckshot, but he has several different shells he keeps on his person, including a box of flashbang rounds and slugs. A Micro-Uzi is his backup weapon in case of these conflicts, loaded with 9mm hollowpoint silver bullets, which he had to craft himself.

Some of his notable personal belongings include a journal, which he takes great care to remain hidden on his person as he goes out into the field. It contains a large collection of thoughts that he's had over periods of time, and is painstakingly crafted, seemingly by his own hands.
Methods
Stockton, due to time served in a security group known as RUST, is very skilled in urban combat settings and silent takedowns. He's not an exceptionally violent person, but can't seem to stop. His armor allows for greater endurance of decisive or lethal attacks on his person, and is adept at performing in it. He chooses to disable opponents and then execute them, building slowly in brutality as challenges get more difficult and he begins to lose control, deciding that decisive behavior takes key.

Backstory
The backstory of this character is rather long and best delivered in a story format, which I'm in the process of working. I don't think it will ever be posted here, on this site, but I've chosen to allow access to it through this link (https://docs.google.com/document/d/1Gxq ... sp=sharing)
I think I'm doing a better job of fleshing out this character's motivations and connections with himself, hopefully establishing something that works out better. Hope to see some of you reading it.