<div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Wade Richter - Crazy, human Assassin</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>Name:</strong> Wade Richter<br/><br/><strong>Age:</strong> 30<br/><br/><strong>Race:</strong> Human with alchemical and genetic alterations. Mostly faster regeneration, resistance to pain and faster reflexes.<br/><br/><strong>Appearance:</strong> Wade doesn't look extraordinary or does anything to make him so. Although he is very lean and muscular many parts of his body are covered in scars.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://www.realbollywood.com/up_images/Ryan-Reynolds155768.jpg)</div></div><br/><strong>Sexual Preference:</strong> Straight.<br/><br/><strong>Former Gang:</strong> Been there, done that. He didn't exclusively joined one gang, but sold out his skills for the most bidding.<br/><br/><strong>Gang Position:</strong> Assassin, also some proficiency in alchemy and weapon smithing.<br/><br/><strong>Weapon of Choice:</strong> With no supernatural skill to rely on, Wade trained in nearly all available weapon classes, be it swords, rocket launchers, pistols, sniper or simply hand to hand. Although his favorite mode of attack is planting custom made claymores for his target and sniping its head of with a comfortable mile between them.<br/><br/><strong>Additional Skills:</strong> Like said before, he doesn't has supernatural abilities, besides his weapon skills if you want, he relies on alchemy to remedy some of that. Healing potions, narcotics, poison and any other stuff he could use, he is able to make so himself. In combination with his experience in weapons he does like to tinker around... so claymores with silverballs, bullets infused with holy water, demonic blood, garlic or whatever type of enemy he has to fight are nothing exotic for him.  <br/><br/><strong>Personality:</strong> He's mostly comfortable alone, but is able to work in a team. But he has some quirks, mostly from the myriads of potions he ingested, that make him seem unreliable (if he didn't take another potion against that). Wade has some kind of moral codex, which only does make sense to him, although he seems to bend it around pretty much if he feels like. Having lost his parents to supernaturals he is not very comfortable around any of them, making his finger twitch for his guns and swords. Like an employer once said: <em>"Wade if you only could get that mouth of yours under controll..."</em> <br/><br/><strong>Bio:</strong> Pretty early in his life Wade lost his parents to supernaturals, foreshadowing his dark later life. Being a orphan on a street with demons, vampires and any other predators he learned to fight for himself very soon. His skill for survival and killing brought him attention from one of the few purely human companies still in business. They trained him to be a hitman and with the following years he only honed his skill in the arts. Later his employees got killed in the gang wars and so he was alone again, but this time he was one of the predators. Now he's selling out his skills as gun for hire, hitman or anything else which seems fit to his abilities. <br/><br/><strong>Theme Song (optional):</strong><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body"> Creedence Clearwater Revival - Fortunate Son (Battlefield: Bad Company 2 - Vietnam Soundtrack) (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kQucy_VwcEE#)</div></div></div></div><br/>Wade waited some hours on the rooftop of the building opposite to the club before he made his decision.<br/><div class="floatleft"><span class="bbc_u">"Oh man, that's stupid I tell you, you saw that man?"</span></div><div class="floatright"><span class="bbc_u">"Yes I did."</span></div><br/><div class="floatleft"><span class="bbc_u">"That is one fucked up puppy."</span></div><div class="floatright"> <span class="bbc_u">"Ein Werwolf? Silver bullet, high explosive grenades and a good measure of napalm, nothing to bad." </span></div><br/><div class="floatleft"><span class="bbc_u">"And the succubi?"</span></div><div class="floatright"><span class="bbc_u">"Holy water and cold metal sword?"</span></div><br/><div class="floatleft"><span class="bbc_u">"And all at once?"</span></div><div class="floatright"><span class="bbc_u"> "How about the rocket launcher or our flamethrower?"</span></div><br/><div class="floatleft"><span class="bbc_u">"Wouldn't do anything against the elemental."</span></div><div class="floatright"> <span class="bbc_u">"Sucks... hey we have a super soaker back in our apartment!" </span></div><br/><div class="floatleft"><span class="bbc_u">"Hmmmm that's a good idea!"</span></div><div class="floatright"><span class="bbc_u">"Yeah!"</span></div><br/><br/>After arguing with himself some more minutes he finally got down and entered the club, to his great pleasure the bouncer didn't even found a quarter of the weapons he has on himself, also no one saw him planting some explosives all around the club. Waiting in a corner to have his eyes adjust to the change in light he looked around, making notes to the various peoples inside.<br/><br/><div class="floatleft"><span class="bbc_u">"You wouldn't believe it, one small package of semtex and you could take out a combined bounty of over 30 Million bucks." </span></div><div class="floatright"><span class="bbc_u">"Yeah.... where do we have our explosives?" </span></div><br/><div class="floatleft"><span class="bbc_u">"Uhm... I think you used it all up last time with the Angels."</span></div><div class="floatright"><span class="bbc_u">"Oh ... hmmmm roasted chicken."</span></div><br/><br/>Still not comfortable around here he orders a beer puts some of his pills in it and swallows it whole.<br/><br/><div class="floatleft"><span class="bbc_u">"This business smells like revolution."</span></div><div class="floatright"><span class="bbc_u">"Since when do you have anything against revolution?"</span></div><br/><div class="floatleft"><span class="bbc_u">"Nothing but you used up all our semtex, so how should we make stuff go boom?"</span></div><div class="floatright"><span class="bbc_u">"Hmmmmm..."</span></div><br/><div class="floatleft"><span class="bbc_u">"You still think of roasted chicken?"</span></div><div class="floatright"><span class="bbc_u">"Yup."</span></div><br/>