"Nothing more then a Doppleganger, a machine. Created by Cyberlife, to be nothing more then an assassin for Black Light!"

Name-- Chris Connor Darkthorn (Human Predecesor's Name)

Age-- in early 20's

Other Names: Connor, Chris's Doppleganger, RK 100 (later on his programming was changed by Cyberlife RK 800.) The hunter, the assassin, Plastic Puppet, Doll, Plastic Toy, deviant Hunter.

Model # RK-100

Model Serial-- #313 248 317 --00

Eye Color-- Normal color Brown.

Hair Color-- Dark brown clean cut hair.

  Speices--  Android with human emotions.

Love Life-- Single/Woman ERROR-- Chris will not be able to become taken. But there will be romance in  RPs.

Blood Type--  Thirium 310 "Blue Blood"

Family-- Steven Darkthorn (Alive), Letha Darkthron (Deceased)

Income-- Family is Exstreamly Wealthy

Occupation--   Soldier From The US Military/Assassin working for the Chris's father The Director of Black Light Military Corp.

Second Job-- Works as a Security Officer at a high tech/US military weapon building.

Born- 1993, 24, May//Death 2015 16 Oct

Manufactured By Cyberlife- July, 11 2018//Reprogramed- Aug 15 2038.

Criminal Record-- Unknown

HomeTown- Detroit Michigan

Ability's/Skills-- Can detect bloodflow and heartbeat from miles away.adept speed, streatgh. Wall clinger, hand to hand combat/with or without weapons. Mimic voices, Can anazlize blood samples by taste,Hacker, Thermal Sensors, Excellent tracker and hunter,rapid healing- Deep wounds do not apply.

Affiliation-- BlackLight Corp, Cyberlife

  FaceClaim-- Connor RK 800 DBH, Bryan Dechart.

Weapons-- Sniper rifle, 9mm handgun, metal baton, throwing knives.

Badhabit- Smoking, but later on he replaces it with a coin trick trait. There are times when getting stressed out so much. He controls it by smoking.

Best Friend: Davidson Roberts (Another half andriod.), Hank Anderson.

  Personality-- Like any Android person, Chris is very laid back and can be sometimes demanding at times when wanting some answers. He has somewhat a good reputation of being a gentleman and high class charmer. But ofter gets into a bad case of curiousity which gets him more into trouble. 

LED- Blue Light- Nuetral aren't feeling threatened nor are reporting or thinking .

Yellow Light-When it blinks yellow it will let Chris know that a call is coming through. Which only he can hear or speak to the person calling him. Even the yellow light meanings the droid is thinking or reporting to someone.

Red-Disconnected and Shut Down, disstress, threatened and being in danger, negative emotions.

Vehicle--

BMW I8 Hybrid Car--https://www.bing.com/images/search?view=detailV2&ccid=dxuThj6J&id=DCC95F0819616F335FA65714CDD7331423ADCE10&thid=OIP.dxuThj6JL-Pka-Yz75ZbOgHaEK&mediaurl=http%3a%2f%2fs3.caradvice.com.au%2fthumb%2f1000%2f562%2fwp-content%2fuploads%2f2015%2f03%2fBMW-i8-Driving.jpg&exph=562&expw=1000&q=BMW+I8+Hybrid&simid=608031148100879086&selectedIndex=91&ajaxhist=0

Likes-- Moonlight, rainy days, going for a run, loves dogs and other animals, reading manga, driving into the city, Night Clubs, heavy metal, hunting.

Dislikes-- Hospitals and needles, woman and children getting hurt, assholes, his father, heights, being clausterphobic. Failing his missions, fear of shutting down completely, being called it or machine, anyone that gets in his way. Being sold out to another company other then Chris's father's.

 

RP Rules

  •  You can torture or hurt him, but if you want to kill him off  you can. The next day he will come back, In case of his death, Cyberlife can redeploy a new RK100 Connor model, inserting the previous one's memories into the new body. Connor regularly backs up his memory at CyberLife and can do emergency backups if death is imminent. Some data can be lost in the process. I should of placed this earlier but I was to busy with other things in RL.

 

  • Gmoding is annoying please do not start with it.

 

  • Plotting other ideas are welcome.

 

  • I'm busy in RL so please leave a comment and I'll reply back whenever I can. Sometimes my reply's will not go so well, because I'm either tired from work or not in a good mood.

 

  • One more thing I'm not good at RPing as a  andriod it's all new to me. But I'm still trying my best to RP as one lol XD.

 

  • Warning this RP is before Cyber Life had taken over android laws and resseting them completely. Wanting them to obey humans rather than taking control of their emotions. So I even took the RP date around 2018 present time, which is a little bit easier to go with.

 

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  • //Thanks so much for accepting!! I hope we can plot or wing it whichever you prefer. I apologize for the mess that is my page, I'm trying to get it organized, just having some trouble.//

  • (Ok! So maybe Addie could still be with them, recaptured maybe and he finds her on a drug deal?)

  • (Thank you for accepting. Would Addie on the run from her gang be ok for a plot? Or Chris being hired to find Addie thinking she could help bring her gang down? )

  • (I honestly don't mind both, but I think just winging it should be ok)

  • [[Hope my comment is ok.. Sorry it took a little]]

  • ±on the run for days from hired assassins and bounty hunters employed by Manticore Raven finally needed to rest up or at least gain some food, slowly making her way through the woods in Detroit she pauses every other step walking in the jaguar motion of a freeze frame, moving then freezing, having a very cautious feeling go through her. Danger was close by, she just couldn't pin point where. Coming upon a cabin, the Silver Creek Cabin she pauses, settling in woods nearby and watching, watching as a man leaves for a run without noticing her, looking around not finding anything she slowly moves closer to the cabin, checking the door and slipping inside. Not one of her favorite things but she had no choice, she needed supplies, and this was the best bet for now at least. 

    Pausing in the kitchen she froze her eyes widening in shock sensing someone else in the cabin, shit! She thought frantically, how did she miss this one? Packing her bag half full she silently yet quickly made her way out the window, wasting seconds to close ot behind her, before she ran again. Heading deeper into the woods her stolen goods settled on her back in her bag, looking frantically around she wonders where to go now. She had to rest soon, though she could go for extended periods of time she truly needed rest soon. 

    Finally pushing herself a mile away she climbs up into a dead tree, settling herself so she wouldn't fall and planned to rest for a few hours. Grabbing a water bottle from her bag, and crackers she ate and drank, looking around as she listens intently ±

  • She seemed entirely unaware of the male's presence, certainly his question fell on deaf ears. At least it would appear that way, because she did not look upon him, or tell him what she was doing within his apartment. When she did speak, with a conversational slightly playful tone it was to ask a question of her own. "Tell me Doll. Are you aware you have a spirit infestation?" 

    She didn't drift any closer to him, not while he held a gun in his hand. Of course that wouldn't be a problem for too much longer. Barnabas, whom the boy might be aware of but wouldn't exactly be able to see, wrenched the gun out of his grip and threw it over the balcony. Spirits. So temperamental. And with such strength the older they are. 

    A wry grin touched her lips as her gaze darted to her spectral guardian with a nod of thanks. 

  • (Yo man! How's it hangin?)

  • The first thing she did was try the door, testing to see if it was unlocked or not. If it didn't give, a coil of sickly green energy the same shade as the amulet pulsing at her throat would then wrap around the handle and decay the mechanisms until the door simply swung open. She gave a sheepish smile and a shrug towards Barnabas and stepped into the apartment. "Hello?" 

     

  • {Thank you for accepting, I hope we can plot.. I apologize but I cannot think of a plot at the moment}

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