== Character Bio ==
== Personal Information ==Legal Name:
HeterosexualPart of Gotham Residing In:
A rundown apartment not far from Trillium Park.
== Physical Description == Tristian is not an imposing young man at 5'10, with a lean build, but chiseled musculature. He has a wide jagged scar running diagonally down from his right shoulder to to his lower left rib. His left leg from the thigh down is sleek, high density black painted metal alloy in roughly the shape of a normal leg. His right arm from just above the elbow down is similar to his leg, in roughly the shape of a normal arm, but of sleek dark metal. He has short blond hair, usually styled with product, fair skin, and light blue eyes. He usually dresses in jeans, long sleeved shirts and hooded coats or sweaters.
== Persona == Once upon a time, he was charismatic, and outgoing. Now, he's most often cold, with occasional bouts of rage. Seemingly anti-social, he still shows that nearly forgotten charisma when the need or just his own inclination calls for it. His voice is gravelly due bone splinters from his clavicle getting shunted into his vocal cords.
== Key Skills ==
Mixed Martial Arts(Including the use of blades, clubs, and staves.)
Knows Gotham(He knows Gotham's streets like the back of his hand)
Mechanic(After learning to repair and maintain his prosthetics, working on cars, air conditioners, ect is child's play.)
== Advantages ==
Street Smarts(Growing up on the streets taught him to read people and situations in a different light than most people see in.)
Cybernetic Prosthetics(His arm, and leg have more strength than normal limbs, and are made of an alloy created by Wayne Enterprises, his lower left rib cage and right clavicle are made of similar materials.)
Hidden Blade(After learning to do repairs on his arm and leg, he modified him arm to house a blade that can descend from the knuckle with the right muscle command.)
Athlete(He's been in athletics his entire life, and after his mentor trained him he's maintained the old mans training regiment.)
High Pain Threshold(The phantom pain and arches from having been cut up like so much meed or fire wood is always with him, and the cybernetic prosthetics are not without their own pain. As a result of living with this for the past three years, he can ignore some pretty severe injuries.)
== Disadvantages ==
Can't Swim(Once upon a time he was a great swimmer, but thirty extra pounds in his arm, and a little over fifty in his leg would make that hard if it was flesh. It's metal and wiring, with almost no buoyancy, and it's oddly distributed over his arm, leg, ribs, and clavicle. He sinks like a man in cement shoes. Though he's told the prosthetics are water proof!)
Very Low Education(He only ever made a token effort at an education, and Gotham's public schools weren't much when he was a kid to begin with. He's not stupid, and he can read, write, and do basic math, but beyond that his book smarts are very limited.)
Pride(Despite his low birth, or maybe because of it he has his pride. Not doing something when he could, not paying his debts, and taking insults without reprisal are just not things he can do.)
== Background == Tristian's first memories are of the orphanage he and his sister were in. The people running weren't nice, and more often than not the kids in there went without food, with a leaky roof, and spotty electrical and plumbing. When he was six, one of the people running the place put he and his sister through a beating that left them both in the hospital, and he decided they weren't going back. Taking their chances on the streets, stealing when they had to, begging for food at times, and eating from the rich's dumpsters, they made their way through life. It was just as dangerous as the orphanage, what with Gotham's gangs practically running the streets, but at least they were living by their own rules.
After four years of this, Tristian joined one of the gangs, and as his initiation he had to go collect protection money from a shop owner. The owner was a wizened old man, but he ran a weapons and sports shop. Tristian didn't think anything of leaning on the old man, until the old man put him on his ass after just mentioning the gang, but after that Tristian wondered if maybe this was a bad idea. The old man let him leave the shop, and Tristian told those guys they were fucking crazy if they thought the old man was gonna penny up. They didn't take this well, especially after Tristian told them to go do it themselves if they were so bad ass.
After getting his sister to ground where she'd be safe from the gang he tried to join, Tristian got his ass beaten bloody, and left in the gutter. At that age he wondered if that kind of beating could kill him, he'd learn that what happened to him then wasn't the half of what his body could take. The old man came across him, and scooped the kid up to take him to a doctor. When Tristian asked the old man to protect his sister, the guy paused to consider, before consenting. Three weeks later the old man adopted both him and his sister, much to Tristian's surprise and disbelief.
He couldn't trust the old guy at first, but over time he grew curious about the man's training, and began imitating him. The old man watched amused for a time, before he started teaching Tristian about it. It was then that the kid learned the old man was once an underground fighter, and later one of the early stars in MMA before he retired. For five years the old man taught Tristian, while they grew closer, but Tristian could tell he and his sister were causing strain on the old man's funds. His sports and weapons shop didn't make that much money, and his retirement fund was limited, so the teenager went to make his own money with what the old man had taught him.
He started fighting in the under ground rings, from the lower ones taking place in alleys at the beginning, and as he made a name for himself, the business basements run by Falcone. He was undefeated, and had moved he and his sister to a cheap cash only apartment when he was approached with an offer from management(meaning someone high up in the Falcone family), they paid him fifty thousand dollars to take a dive, and he honestly thought he could do it. When he seen his opponent, he couldn't help but sneer in disgust. The bastard was in crappy shape, and he was sure he could end the fight in seconds.
Without thinking further he hit the guy with all he had, killing him in one blow in less than two seconds into the fight. He grabbed the prize money and headed out to grab his sister to go hide, knowing what his stupid fucking move had done. He was jumped on the way to the apartment, and while he was fighting off the thugs fine, a car rolled up with the window rolled down showing his sister bound and gagged with a gun to her head. He stopped fighting.
After a severe beating, they strapped him to a table and forced him to watch them rape and then kill his sister, before they brought in a chainsaw. They cut off his arm and leg, and he thought he couldn't feel anymore pain, but then they started into his chest and he almost blacked out before the chainsaw stopped and was thrown to the side. It took his pain hazed mind a while to register the sounds of police sirens, and then he did pass out.
Days later and a lot of surgery he woke up to the news that they'd killed his adopted father, and that it was likely he'd have to eat from a tube and that he may never be able to speak again. They were all very sorry there wasn't more they could do, but that he was lucky to be alive. Of course no one could find out who was responsible, but they were doing all they could. Mute he was left to his rage until an odd man came in, asking Tristian if he'd like to try some experimental treatment that might allow him to function once more. The man was from Wayne Enterprises, and he explained all that was involved, including that it could lead to his death. He agreed anyway, hope to get vengeance was more than worth the risk.
All of the others in the program were injured soldier who'd been blasted apart in wars or training exercises, so he definitely didn't fit in, but he wasn't interested in making friends anyway. The process was grueling, and many of the others died just after the first cybernetics were put in, but he kept on with it, crystallizing his anger to keep him going until it was finished. The physical therapy to to learn to actually use the new limbs and the new way his body had to work in general took years, but it gave him the chance to learn how the prosthetics worked. He paid attention, learning to do the repair and maintenance himself so he wouldn't be reliant on the doctors from Wayne Enterprises, though he was hugely grateful, especially after he learned that Mister Wayne had specifically requested he be put on the list for the program.
Once he was released, Tristian started looking into Falcone's business, and then he started attempting to disrupt it. In a couple of months after his release, he had killed a dozen of Falcone's men, and burned down two of his warehouses. Any money he found at those sites he kept, picking it up wet with blood from the floor. After that, security got boasted, and so he started up a gang, getting more people behind his attacks, and all he had to do was give them a percentage split of the profits.
Then a few days after the Arkham escape, he had just finished using the distraction to take out a few more of Falcone's businesses when he got an email to come to a warehouse just outside of Falcone's territory, if it could be said the man had borders to his turf, for an offer that Tristian should find beneficial. He went, more out of curiosity than anything else, Falcone didn't usually work that way when dealing with street gangs, but he was still cautious. What he found was a web cam and screen, and the scrambled voice at the other end promised him funds to help him and his crew if they'd work with him to take down Falcone. Tristian agreed, but he still doesn't trust this Janus fellow any farther than he can throw him, which is even more frustrating because he has no idea how far he could actually throw the batsard.
== Character Extras ==
Face Claim: Leonardo DiCaprio
Ons and Offs: He's controlling in the bedroom.
(The bio is way too long, especially for someone who's only nineteen. But there it is...)