Whatever-Goes - Caleb Armitage (Remade)

This is another Kisekae made stuff, using a standalone version of Kisekae2, PaintXP and several mugs of milk 'n coffee. Here's Caleb the Wanderer (II) from Whatever-Goes.

Full name: Caleb Johannes Armitage IV
Race: Human
Type: Normal
Age: 21; Weight: 198 lbs; Height: 6'1''.
Body Complexion: Thicker than regular wanderers, very thin to be an advanced weightlifter.
Hair style: long and flared up, also hard as porcupine hair and gritty as sandpaper; Hair color: dark grey turning to black; Skin color: slightly tan; Eye color: reddish
Known aliases: "Caleb the Wanderer (II)" (technically, he's the second, but little people knew the original), "The Mad/Bad Wanderer" (depending, totally exchangeable), "The <insert negative thing about Caleb here> Wanderer", etc...
Birthplace: Beverly Hills, CA.
Actual place: Wherever his camper's located.
Likes: Weightlifting, his camper Dragoon, drinking his black unsweetened coffee in his camper, his camper Dragoon, getting stuff to decorate his camper, MMA, his camper Dragoon...
Dislikes: Everything else, SPECIALLY those who dare to do something to his camper Dragoon.

Biography: Son of current head of the Armitage Family, Armand Armitage II, and heir of the Armitage hotel chain, the most successful hotel chain in the world (for comparison, let's say his last name in our world would be Hilton). He, however, didn't feel fine with the load. Or the environment. Heck, he hated to be a rich kid with access to everything. He would try and get his hand at any sport and he would be given lenience because he's the heir of the Armitage empire. Once his grandparent Damien died of a strange kind of cancer and his father became the lead of the company, the love interests and fake friends didn't stop coming. He took more seriously his weightlifting and even some fighting training, as well as spending time with an old wanderer that shared his name, Caleb, and lived in a large white camper called Dragoon. As time and pressure got them closer, he developed a bond with the old man. As he was going to his 18th birthday, and wanting to say goodbye to the old man before he left for places unknown, he found him in the floor, about to pass away. There, he reveled his real name: Caleb Johannes Armitage III, Caleb's long lost grand-grandparent. He gave the young man the camper AND his identity as Caleb the Wanderer on the condition his body would be burned in a public place. He mentioned the press around his birthday party and that was enough for the old man, who died with a smile. Later that day, the Dragoon crashed the door, allowing the press to enter and see how Caleb tossed the body of his grand-grandparent, redressed to look like he was in some old pictures and with a BLOODY KNIFE IN HIS CHEST, on his own mother's prized tulips next to the house, as he tossed a Molotov bomb to said house and body, burning them instantaneously along with his own clothes. He vanished for 2 years after that, only to reappear in the dark of the black market as a Fist for Hire, doing works from the worst to the not-so-bad-but-still-not-saving-you-from-jail-time kind, from store clerk to hitman. Also his hair went from well groomed to hairdresser's nightmare during those two years, along with his wardrobe and his fucks having been completely killed after just 2 years. He came back and decided (said by himself, even) he wanted to be the "ultimate asshole". No seriously, he wants to be the worst guy ever to distance himself from his "boring rich-ass family", as he calls it. He looks for jobs as he escapes the law and he's very successful in both, actually.

Abilities: Thanks to his insane training, which involved being willingly bitten, mauled, trampled and poisoned by almost every animal he could get his hands on and somehow surviving all this he reached the apex of body resilience and strength, allowing him to lift over 500lbs and run at his top speed of 25 mph for around a minute. He can hold his breath for around 20 minutes (15 if he has to do it while escaping), thanks to both his physical and the mental training he underwent in his journeys in addition to the one he was undergoing during his youth, which was still pretty intense for a man his age and social position. He also developed a very high threshold of pain due to this, as well as an accelerated healing that, while not at metahuman levels, it's still better than the gross of mankind. His concentration capability is at top of his game, allowing him to dominate his body to a certain degree as well as to increase his senses to near-metahuman levels. His mental training also allowed him to be in total peace with himself, giving him a strong shield against anything that may harm either his mind and body. Basically, he's immune to mind control and his soul is also very strong, making him immune to magic damage and to fend off the secondary effects of energy damages and the like. He also has training in martial arts since young, which he had been using in his training to best bears, anacondas and bulls (because fuck those animals), although he's also adept to fighting dirty. This mind training had made him pretty smart, reaching genius-level for the way he adapts logic to whatever he faces. He's also hard to scare, almost impossible, because he either knows what's coming around him thanks to his senses or he has a mind very open to what can be ahead or he simply can't give a crap. Personality-wise, he's confident and slightly egocentric, but not cocky, even though he may appear cold and emotionless. He has emotions, but those usually boil down to "fuck this world", unless you touch his stuff, where they boil down to "I'LL KILL YOUR FUCKING ASS!".

Equipment: He has two main weapons: a metal rod with a taser line in its borders called the Storm Sword and a flashlight/laser called the Sun Stick that can cut through anything up to 1in thick metal with its Blue Blade end and dazzle and blind an average human with a green light for about 20 minutes with its Green Glare end. He also has whatever he gets from his previous jobs (his "trophies", which can be anything) as well as stuff he makes himself in certain situations. Also his camper, the Dragoon, which can reach top speeds of 245 mph in under 90 seconds, has a nuclear-powered "6th gear" (his main catchphrase is "I'll floor it on sixth" when he's driving) and it was made to, quote-unquote, "withstand atmospheric reentry and crashing in virtually any kind of terrain on Earth" by the previous Caleb the Wanderer. It's also packed with the brim with weaponry, has a tracking system that allows it to know where Caleb is at any given moment and when he needs to be helped, and also has the ability to respond to voice commands.

Notes: At the time of his story beginning, 1 year after he returned to light since the whole burning down of his grand-grandfather AND his family's manor, he had racked up a reward of 2M dead and 10M alive for repeated charges of property destruction, theft, kidnapping, some few murders and the like. He also carries a score of the jobs he had performed so far (42 at the time of his first story). He also has a tendency to lose his shirt of get it ripped off whenever he goes to a grocery store or whenever he runs an errand. He ignores why, but he assumes the creator is amused by it (I am, but that's beyond the point).

The story is mine, the character is mine, the camper is mi-. No wait, the camper is Caleb's... but you understand.