Changed because it was drawn to my attention that Schazer wanted to do a very similar character who would likely be better because she is a better writer. This character was generated via a twenty questions thing.

Trying a new style with this.

Seeing how I have never been a girl of 10 I am certain to mess this up expertly.

Note: I'm deviating from a character sheet style to fill out the biography first. I thought it would help to leave the details till afterwards.

I'm subjecting myself to everyone's judgement with this...I feel rather badly written app. I hope I can be a part of the serious GB action at one point or another though!

Charlie's central core body segment is an elliptical form. A small slot at the front underside can open to allow the needle attachment to come out when needed. Three spherical joints are attached to the sides and rear underside of the core from which slender-but sturdy-leg segments are attached to allowing nearly complete gyration movements of the legs. There is another spherical joint further down the first segment where a second one is attached. The second segment of each leg ends in a spherical ball with four sharp extensions as feet. The electromagnets are located in these extensions. The segmented legs provide the Hunterbot with a stable, shock absorbing platform as well as exceptional mobility over most surfaces.

There are five more similarly, although smaller segments towards the rear of the Hunterbot's core. The segments connect in a similar fashion with each other and curl upwards into what could be considered a ‘tail' that comes to a rather dangerous tip, not unlike a scorpion‘s tail. Unlike a scorpion though, the tail's tip is a mounted plasma cannon turret. The basic sensory equipment, heartbeat sensor, and optical camouflage device is installed here. The tail segments each have their own functional ability to rotate 360 degrees like the leg segments.

Lastly, the arms, which are broken into two bar segments that are attached to the fourth tail segment by the same spherical joints as the legs. The claws enclose two small flamethrower nozzles and have serrated edges to both maim and crush any unfortunate victim. On the upper half of the claws are two small gem-like decorations, which are the infrared and thermal sensory devices.

Charlie is a mechanized tool designed to carry out orders flawlessly, to be proficient and deadly killers, and suitable for any terrestrial environment; as these components are all required if Hunterbots are to be the most feared devices employed in the universe to deal with the extermination or capture of selected individuals. Not even the most ruthless space bounty hunter can compare to the efficiency and success rate of a Hunterbot.

If Charlie were to stand straight up with its legs and tail, the Hunterbot stands a whopping 14 ft. tall. Generally though, the curl of the tail and positioning of the legs keeps the Hunterbot at about 7 or 8 ft. The bot has no sentience and knows only how to hunt prey and incapacitate or exterminate this prey as dictated by its core programming. Charlie had earned the highest reputation of all Hunterbots as it never failed to successfully complete its mission. That might've been one minor flaw in the programming, because Charlie would disregard orders from command to follow through until the objective was satisfied. This of course means that Charlie, when it was stripped from its universe, still is on a mission to terminate the Republic's Chancellor. How the machine plans to do this remains a mystery.

Charlie is one of many specially designed Hunterbots from its interstellar universe. The universe is full of life and consequently with civilizations, no matter how far apart they are, criminals and problematic individuals are born who live to cause havoc and chaos. Hunterbots were originally designed by the Exedric Corporation for the Intergalactic Republic and its colonies to handle particular criminals and other individuals that caused trouble for the Republic where the governments jurisdiction could not reach.

Hunterbots gradually began to replace bounty hunters due to their efficiency and Exedric Corp.'s cheap prices. Charlie was one such of these Hunterbot units that had never failed a mission during its entire time of being commissioned. Exedric Corporation soon became weary of the mild income from the Republic, and slowly branched out their options to the same type of people Hunterbots were initially designed to hunt. Gradually as the years went on, Hunterbots began to be frequented not only in matters of justice, but in matters of politics and corruption. The machines followed their orders right down to the wire, but information began to be leaked to the Republic about Exedric Corporation's branching out.

Enraged, the Republic's chancellor immediately ordered the seizing of all Hunterbots and Exedric Corporation technology while placing all the employees under arrest and confiscating all the funds. Unwilling to go down like obedient dogs, several members of the Exedric Corporation fled with their creations. A few were captured, others killed, and a few escaped to continue their money making from far beyond the Republic's jurisdiction. Charlie and its five surviving Hunterbot brethren were put back into business doing what they did best naught but two years after Exedric Corporation fell.

The time came though, when a certain greedy politician from the Republic tracked down the Exedric remnants to their outlying planet. The situation became dire for the Exedric members because they could either carry out the politician's orders, or be exterminated along with their ‘lifeblood' being destroyed. The decision was easy as the Exedric members agreed to cooperate and take the politician's request.

The six remaining Hunterbots were commissioned to exterminate the Republic's chancellor and Interplanetary Council. The death of all those beings would give the greedy politician a high seat in the hierarchy of interplanetary power. What the Exedric Corp. members didn't expect was that the Republic still employed some of the Hunterbots confiscated from the takeover. The mission commenced without a hitch at first, but gradually went haywire as the Republic sent their own Hunterbots to combat the Exedric bots. Simply overwhelmed by the technological modifications, Exedric's bots began to be taken down one by one until Charlie was their only remaining Hunterbot.

True to its reputation, Charlie had terminated several of the Council and cornered the Chancellor in his office. The robot was sheer moments away from completing its mission, although the Republic's forces were moments away from barging in and destroying Charlie itself. The Exedric members were waiting for Charlie's signal to go offline from being destroyed, but it never happened. Much to their shock, confusion, and dismay; the signal completely vanished as did the infamous Hunterbot from all existence in that universe.

Marcus carries a variety of armaments, including pistols, a compact shotgun, several varieties of grenade, and a pair of combat knives, but his favorite weapon by far is his customized combat rifle, the Retribution. The Retribution is made of tempered meta-ceramic and plastics, like all of his weaponry. Unlike his other weapons, the Retribution has an onboard computer system that lends Marcus greater accuracy and speed in aiming, along with security protocols that prevent the weapon from being fired by anyone else. In addition to his weaponry, Marcus carries a variety of small gadgets that can help him in a variety of situations. He also wears some light combat armor, consisting of Plastigel padding and High-Impact Meta-Ceramic Plates in vulnerable areas. The armor is bullet proof for the most part, and only impedes movement slightly.

Marcus has a variety of implants and modifications that improve his body's performance. His abilities can push his body to its very limits, but the Imperium's implant technology is still restrained by the limits imposed by the human form.
i.e. ; Even though Marcus is quite strong, he couldn't lift a bus over his head, as his body structure couldn't support that much weight without things cracking or popping out of their sockets, though he might be strong enough to push said bus out of his way, given a bit of time.
His modifications include an enhanced skeletal frame and musculature, with artificial bones and muscle replacing much of his original ‘wetware'. The vast majority of his internal organs are still vanilla, however. His skin is tougher than a regular human, as well, enough to cut down on minor cuts, scrapes, and bruises. It can't stop much in the way of artificial projectiles or blades, but it can cut down on their overall effectiveness. Mentally, his reflexes have been sharpened, not a lot, but enough to give him an edge. His senses of sight, hearing, and smell have been slightly enhanced as well. And finally, Marcus has the ability to temporarily block out pain from his injuries for a short time. He tries to avoid doing this too much, as it can lead to making his injuries worse if he isn't careful. On top of his more than natural abilities, Marcus is also a seasoned soldier, with experience working both in units and alone. He's an excellent marksman, and is no slouch in hand-to-hand combat, either.

Marcus White is of an average height, and has a warrior's muscular build. His skin is very pale from spending weeks or months on board a starship between planets. He keeps his head and face shaven at all times. He has heavy, strong features, which make him look somewhat… Neanderthalic. However, this belies his rather quick intelligence and general cunning. His eyes are all white, except for his pupils. His combat armor is matte-black, with a single white stripe circling one arm. It has a variety of pouches and holsters for his weapons and gadgets. His personality is flippant and laid-back, though when he's working he can be very serious. Usually. He automatically distrusts anyone he meets, and hardly ever takes anyone at their word, which has proven a valuable survival skill for a mercenary.

Marcus White was born to Arthur and Beatrix Whitfield, in the year 1798, A.I. His parents were spacers, both working for the Imperial Armada, in different capacities. He spent his whole life on different Armada ships and bases, so that when he joined the Armada at the age of 17, it all seemed perfectly natural. It was about fifteen years before he became disillusioned with the life of an Imperial Marine. Seeing too many good men die in the civil war, seeing complete morons rise up the ranks while the best soldiers got crap duties, seeing his ‘superiors' spared for things that could only generously be called complete clusterfucks while their underlings caught all of the flak, and a million other little things finally drove him away. He went solo, hiring himself out as a mercenary or bodyguard, hunting down bounties and even once taking an assassination job. As time went by, more and more lucrative contracts came his way, as he proved himself time and time again to be one of the best. Maybe the Imperial Armada was good for something, after all… even if it was only training. He was in his ship's armory, having just outfitted himself for his next mission (a smash and grab job, rescuing some rich guy's spoiled brat from her rather... forceful fiance), when suddenly he found himself snatched away by an inexorable, unknown power.

Well, that was rather verbose! Let me know if I need to revise anything.

Man it's like an extra/pre-game elimination round.

I'm not too happy with this, since it's completely random. Twenty questions with a coin never cease to amaze me. I did touch it up a bit though. All questions I asked about her biography resulted in a firm 'no', so basically nothing happened to her. Average.