[i]Behind him, a massive figure stands, wearing a full combat hardsuit, tailor-made. The armor itself is matte black, with scrapes and scratches here and there, and two bandoliers cross the figure's chest. Both are loaded with what appear to be .50 caliber bullets. At his waist, a belt holster secures a .44 magnum to his right hip, and a massive Bowie knife to his left. On his right shoulder, a saddle for shotgun shells is seen, loaded with slugs. Below it is an emblem, a familiar faded blood-red cobra. On his other shoulder, are an Ace of Spades and a King of Hearts. On one wrist, sits a tac-pad, and on the other, only the tips of some sort of blades can be seen. A tattered old cloak hangs around his shoulders, and drapes down over his back like a cape. Poking up from behind his shoulders are still more weapons. The grip of a sword, a lever-action shotgun, and the stock of a massive sniper rifle can be seen. But what stands out the most is his helmet, or rather, mask. Split down the middle, one side is white, the other black. The eyes glow an eerie blue, and several scratches and scrapes are seen on the mask. He laughs.[/i] Fantastic view, until you get down there.