<div class="floatleft">(http://i1264.photobucket.com/albums/jj499/MzHyde/Briar2_zpsd97bbeeb.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Briar Bloodthorn<br/><strong>Age:</strong>28<br/><strong>Race:</strong>Human, Shemale<br/><strong>Hair:</strong>Red<br/><strong>Eyes:</strong>Violet<br/><strong>Height:</strong>6'2''<br/><strong>Weight:</strong>150lbs<br/><strong>Sexual Preference:</strong>Lesbian<br/><br/><strong>Special Skills:</strong><br/>--Melee Dominance: As an experienced bounty hunter, Briar has used and trained with a wide variety of weapons across the galaxy. She has her preferences, of course, but in close combat she's just as deadly with a pencil as she is with a sword. She could probably find a way to kill someone with a cotton ball if she really set her mind to it. Fighting with edged weapons is like second nature to her and she is nigh unbeatable when things get up close and personal.<br/><br/>--Mechanical Know-how: Briar has been on her own for a number of years, so she's had to rely on herself for a number of things. Maintaining and taking care of a ship alone is a 'sink or swim' kind of situation. One either fixes problems as they crop up, or one accidentally detonates the Plasma Stabilizer Core and is exploded into space dust. As a result, she's gained a knack for repairing, maintaining, piloting, and even building vehicles.<br/><br/><strong>Weapons and Gear:</strong><br/>--Bash Co. Mk V Flailmace: The flailmace is made out of the same metals they use to build star cruisers, making it at once impossibly heavy and also capable of smashing the ever living fuck out of anything until it is a thin jelly. It's default operation is a mace, but with a press of a hidden lever, the spiked tip rockets out on a length of chain. After ejected, it can be swung like a flail, or retracted again with another flick of the lever.<br/><br/>--Bash Co. Shock Buckler: The Bash Co. team has provided bounty hunters with a whole new level of protection (not counting the line of Bash Co. condoms) with the Shock Buckler. This super-strong (yet light) buckler combines an old world look with the new world panache of electrocuting the fuck out of anyone who hits it. The shield has bladed edges and can also be thrown, though it's effectiveness as a shield when embedded in a skull is negligible at best.<br/><br/>--Cog Inc. Custom Chainsword: Cog Inc.'s fine brand of chainswords have been Briar's pick for a number of years. They combine the elegance of a sword with the 'JESUS WHAT I POOPED MYSELF'-inducing nature of someone swinging a chainsaw at your face. Durable, reliable, and lined with razor-sharp teeth, Briar's chainsword is her usual weapon of choice. It cuts through flesh and most armors like butter, and when revved to full power can even start to saw through ship hulls. Briar has customized her sword for extra cutting power and durability. She's even grafted on a spiked hand guard because, hell, you can never have enough spikes.<br/><br/>--AxeGun: Briar's fully custom weapon, the AxeGun (or Axe-Gun) is less an axe that doubles as a gun and more of a gun that doubles as an axe. Despite the ANGEL system, there are always situations where one needs to shoot at something in a reckless and dangerous manner. Thus, the AxeGun. It resembles a pistol with a small blade attached. The barrel of the pistol doubles as the handle of the axe. The base of the weapon doubles as it's blade. The trigger doubles as nothing else, because it's a trigger.<br/><br/><strong>Bio:</strong>Briar Blackthorn was born on Earth. Or at least the vast, over-populated, filth-ridden wasteland that we used to call Earth. Ravaged by pollution and multiple wars, the planet now plays host to mutants, aliens who thrive off the toxic atmosphere, and people who just can't afford to move. Briar is one such mutant (her 'third leg' one mutation, though you'll never hear her call it that) and grew up in the slums of what used to be Hollywood, California. Now the sunshine state is a chain of islands covered with junk, home to junk traders that live on the grey seas and deal in remnants of the past. Eager to move away, Briar scraped together every bit of scratch she could until she could afford her own star ship. It crashed into Heavy Metal Inc's flagship the moment she left orbit. Thus began her life as a bounty hunter for HMI's mysterious leader.<br/><br/><strong>Personality:</strong>Cocky, but with good reason. She's that damn good and she knows it. She's brash, forward, and kind of an asshole, but her heart is in the right place. She might not respect the letter of the law, but she has a strong sense of justice and genuinely enjoys apprehending criminals. Briar loves adventure and likes to do things in the most 'metal' way possible. She has an insatiable love for women, rock 'n roll, and beer.