Weapon Augmenting System prototype 0.11 The ghost of an unruly soldier, experimented on until he lost his body. Unable to alleviate his pain with alcohol, has taken to lessening his bad mood by spreading it around.

Weapon Augmenting System prototype 0.11 (aka WASH)
 
As the scientists of the world raced each other to achieve the milestone of true Artificial Intelligence, some groups leaned toward methods that ignored ethics,
and some went farther and crossed lines that few could even imagine enough to fear. A certain group, led by Dr. Calder, decided to transfer a human brain into
a digital space instead of trying to create intelligence from scratch. Inmates from the local prison were carted to the laboratory for months on end. The room
used to be white and pristine, filled with odd whirring machines, now the lights were dimmed just enough to see, the edge of the lights hinted at the piles of
corpses, just thrown aside after their tortuous expiration and notes taken in the other room.The hum of the machines slightly hid the sticky sound the boots made
when another experiment was set up, the poor scientists prayed their breath would hold until they could leave the room.
 
Enter SSgt Hammond Washington, a tactician at the local base, thrown in the local prison after dousing his commander's bed with liquor and setting it and himself on fire.
Washington was passed out on the cold floor when he was taken, he was subject 1240, if he wasn't already out from his drinking, the thick smell of the thousands of bodies piled against the walls would have. But he never joined them, his body slumped to the floor but he just watched. Before he could even start to comprehend his situation he was subjected to immediate testing, the scientists didn't know what to do and neither did he.
 
He was labelled WAS prototype 0.11, as his previous experience in the military made him more comfortable with handling war machines and weapons, changing them to his will
and blurring the lines between magic and technology. Unfortunately, his skills and unique nature were barely a stepping stone to the scientists, plus they'd rather he was created without his colorful personality, so he was isolated and eliminated with an anti-magic field, unfortunately their creation was more than they thought, and he
slipped away through the devices of the guards and the citizens of Ravnika until he was a comfortable distance away.
 
Eventually he stumbled upon a scientist who had a side hobby of creating mechanical animals, so W.A.S.H hijacked a mechanical crab and skittered away out of sight,
he grew relatively fond of his now crustacean form and added various augments to the body including a knife crudely welded onto the claw and cloth pads on his legs
to dampen the sound he made. He spent most of his time finding ways to amuse himself and annoy others in the process, including tripping children on the street,harassing people
about their fashion and screaming obsceneties in classrooms. Nobody was small enough to catch him in the small crevices he retreated into, and anyone's arm that went after him caught a strong pinch or a stab and taunted as he skittered away into the dark.
 
One day he insulted a rather angry man at a transport stop and the warforged sitting above the bench got into a brawl, unfortunately, the space he hid inside happened to be the warforged's bag, and so he was taken on a ride after he quickly dispatched of the angry bar patron....

Gender

Male

Eyes

Brown

Hair

Brown w/ Grey

Skin Tone/Pigmentation

Tanned

Height

6ft

Weight

190