Your Amanda Irons, better known as the iron maiden to those few who know about you, and your one tough chick. You stand just under six feet tall, and powerfully built, with your dark hair cropped close to your skull and steely gray eyes, usually shielded behind a high tech visor. Your a cyborg vigilante, who patrols future L.A., going where others won't, and doing what the cops can't in order to bring the criminal scum of the nations biggest city to justice. And by bringing them to justice, you mean eliminating them with extreme prejudice.
You've been doing this for a while now, you've lost track of how many bad guys you've killed over the years in your eternal crusade to make the city a safer place for law abiding citizens, and for the most part you feel like you've been fairly successful. It hasn't come without a heavy price however. You use to be pretty once, but that was a long time ago. Now, nearly your entire body is covered with scars. Some of the scars are from injuries sustained in combat. Others are from the numerous dangerous and invasive surgeries you've had to endure in order to acquire the sophisticated, and often experimental technologies that have made you what you are today and allow you to do the things you do.
Much of your body is mechanical now. Instead of flesh and blood, your arms and legs are now made from metal alloys and electronics. Chock full of gadgets and gizmos designed to aid you in your crusade against evil, and sheathed in durable armor plating, these mechanical marvels of future technology also grant you strength and speed far beyond that of any ordinary human. You aren't faster than a speeding bullet or more powerful than a locomotive, and you certainly can't leap tall buildings in a single bound, but things like flipping a car, winning an arm wrestling match against a gorilla, outrunning a thoroughbred race horse, or leaping thirty feet straight up are all well within your capability's.
The stress put on your body by these limbs is immense however, and no ordinary persons body could handle using them for long at full capacity, so it was necessary to modify your torso as well. To accomplish this, every part of your skeleton has been either reinforced or replaced with a titanium alloy, far stronger and lighter than steel, rendering your bones nearly unbreakable. The muscles of your torso have also been enhanced, the interweaving of superdense artificial muscular fibers into existing muscular tissue, immensely increasing the amount of muscle stress your body can handle without sustaining serious injury.
Not wanting to go through all the difficulty, pain, and expense of doing all this to yourself only to be done in by one lucky shot by some punk with a gun, your torso is also equipped with a series of small flexible plates of armor implanted just below the skin, providing you with a fair degree of protection without much reduction of flexibility. It's not enough to make you bullet proof, which is why you usually wear a helmet and a light suit of bullet resistant body armor on your patrols, but it does make you at least a bit more bullet resistant, as well as providing a good amount of protection against blunt force trauma, stabs, and slashes.
Last but not least is your internal communications and information system. This particular item is one of the few cybernetic devices invented in the last few decades to enjoy widespread use. Implanted inside the skull and linked directly to your brain, this device is essentially a smart phone a smart phone on steroids, possessing all the same capability's and a whole lot more, all accessible with a mere thought. Your is special however. In addition to those functions, it's also all but untraceable and has advanced programing that allows you to bypass the security systems of most computer systems, even many supposedly secure systems and gain access to the information stored on them, or issue commands to the system to carry out specific instructions. This may not seem like much at first glance, but it allow you to do things like access police files and government records, grants you a limited amount of control over the city's power grid, or to pull up a blueprint of any building in the city as long as it's on file somewhere.
You don't just rely on your cybernetics to take out bad guys though, you also have your impressive martial arts skills, and a vast array of weapons at your disposal, including tasers, pepper spray, clubs, knives, explosives, and most of all, guns. Your a total gun nut, and have close to a hundred of them, many of them taken from the thugs you've killed, in all sorts of variety's, from hold out pistols to submachine guns, from shotguns to sniper rifles, and everything in between. Your personal favorite is one that you designed and built yourself that you call the avenger. Basically, it's a heavily 44 caliber modified desert eagle capable of firing three round bursts and equipped with an advanced gas venting system to help compensate for the ridiculous amount of recoil it produces when fired that way, as well as a special gun cam that provides a crosshairs at whatever point your aiming at and feeds the information directly into the visor of your helmet, allowing you to always know exactly what your aiming at even if you don't have a line of sight to it.
All of these thing, as well as your willingness to go to almost any lengths to accomplish your objectives have made you an incredibly dangerous individual, and a real threat to the criminals that call your city home. Your almost fanatical crusade hasn't left you with any shortage of enemies however, both within the criminal underworld and the local government, most of whom consider you to be every bit as much of a threat as the criminals you fight, and it's rare for a day to go by without your life being at risk for one reason or another. Right now, you're____________________?
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