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Name: Randall Kinsaw
Alias/Handle: 'Saw'
Age: 41
Ethnicity: English
Birthplace: NorCal
Appearance: 5'11, 175 lbs (excluding cyberware, his natural weight if he hadn't any enhancements) Lean Wiry Build (holds much more strength than his body weight), receding tied back long brown hair, rough marred face, 5 missing teeth, scarring littering torso, dark brown eyes, Perpetual snarl, Bushy yet well kept goatee
Background: Badlands
Family Ranking: Poor Badlands
Parents: Josiah Kinsaw
Childhood Environment: Impoverished isolated trailer home community, stood in the badlands of NorCal
Personality: Resilient, Spiteful, Melancholy, Volatile
Friends: None that matter now
Enemies: Anyone who stands across from him in a fight
Lifepath / Role: Fighter
Skills: Tempered & Experienced H2H prowess, Extreme Durability and physical resilience (particularly against trauma. Mans got a chin), Great athletics (especially for the man's age and habits), Ability to hold a drink like few others, Intense Pain tolerance, Intimidation against those viable to punch
Language(s): English
Cyberware: Nuerolink (Never hacked anything in his life), Old model Cyberarms (adjusted to optimize punching power), Old model Cyberleg (kicks with that one like a bastard mule), Broken/bootleg left eye optic (hasty replacement scrapped from a dead body after a large injury)
Empathy: 3-10
Humanity: 30
Gear & Style: Rusty Machete, Gas powered old Dusty Chainsaw, Leather strapped cloth fist wraps, black sports shorts, worn brown work boots, extremely dirty and old white ankle socks
History:
Randall Kinsaw was born of a 'promiscuous' mother he never met, and a sad broken man of a father in the depressive impoverished trailer settlement of Jubilance; rested in the arid wastes of the badlands. His father introduced him to a life of pain and quick maturity extremely early in Randall's life. Rampant drug abuse, alcoholism, and physical abuse plagued Randall's childhood, and drove him out of his home as much as possible once he began to walk. Overshadowed by the waning stories of the man his father used to be, he was driven at a young age to surpass his father in ferocity, and murder him once he became a man. Surrounded by an environment rife with drugs, unpredictable violence, and a struggling state of poverty, he grew throughout childhood indulging in the debauchery around him, molded into an angry, resentful young man with a violent temperament early on in his life. At the early age of 17, he had amassed a crippling addiction to Synthcoke/Blue Glass/and alcohol, as well as a motley gang of 5 other young men from the settlement of Jubilance. The 6 of them together would commit a wide variety of crime and sins on the nearby roadways of Jubilance, taking the spoils back home to indulge in drugging themselves and further arming the citizens of Jubilance to bolster their chances against any outsiders; the town itself extremely unwelcoming of them. Growing up, he learned his father to be a talented fighter, and a strict merciless teacher, forcing Randall to learn to fend for himself with the power of his own body, even going as far as to flat out deny him any access to Cybernetics past the rudimentary ones. As a child, Randall's father would pit him against the other children in town, and he grew a close relationship of tense friendship and heated rivalry with his peers in Jubilance, growing up with constant injuries and fights coming his way alike.
Though his life would forever be changed at the age of 19, as he and his small gang had crossed territory with a much larger and powerful gang of Nomads. After a dispute over a robbery that the two gangs had participated in at the same time, war broke out… causing the small forgotten settlement of Jubilee to be discovered, and slaughtered. Stolen of its spoils and stolen of any remnants of life. Randall and two other survivors (members of his gang) having escaped, Randall would kill the two in their sleep in a mindless fit of rage, ashamed of their cowardice and decision to leave the town behind. A few weeks later he'd find himself arrested in a town near the border of Night City, after aimless wandering in hopes to die without purpose. He served an 8 year sentence in Night City Prison. He left at 28 a new man. He made his way back over the border to try and find his father, unaware if he was still alive after the raid. After a year of searching, he'd find the very same man. Weak, battered, and old. Weathered and broken from his life of self degradation. He beat this old man to death. Then having fulfilled his promise to himself, he migrated back up to Night City, spending the rest of his days selling out to anyone who would bet on him in street fights, chasing the next drink; the next high well into his early 40s while getting into plenty more trouble on the way.