I know I'm not a Shadowrun noob, but I do like to get other opinions on things, and characters are always fun to discuss. Being built with 750 karma, he's pretty intense.
I'm still figuring out what to do with the A. last 4 karma, B. last .5 points worth of Adept powers(what would fit an ex pit-fighter?) and that last Martial Arts maneuver(same.)Also, if anything could be tinkered with/changed/improved, I'm all ears. I was thinking about a Perception specialization, as I do see him as rather perceptive(I was thinking hearing or smell, in particular.) I also might take him the ''Blades Used in Odd Areas'' bonus to Sangre y Acero, but I dunno which would work better. I was thinking of Body Boost to let him pump up to take damage better. (Honestly, I had an original version of this build that used all cyber and bioware, but for some reason I felt making him an Adept could add to the story and the like.)
Im also not sure which I see him with more-the 6/+2 Unarmed/Martial Arts, and the 4/+2 Blades/Leg Mounted Blades, or 5/+2 in each. It's more of a style thing, really. I need a good uncommon stimuli for his flashbacks, as well.
I dunno why I like this idea, but I do. I feel like it could go anywhere, depending on the group he's in. Really, if you stratch underneath everything, he's not that terrible of a guy.
There was ONE other option I thought of for him; and that was to ditch the Synaptic Boosters(1.4 essence spent), and pick up as his powers Critical Strike 2, Elemental Strike: Blast, and Improved Reflex 1(3 points spent), and take Bone Density 3(.9, so he'd be down to a 3 magic). He'd lose some of the cool utility stuff I could buy, but this version would be a ''tankier'' version, if you will. But then I thought again and realized if that was the case, maxing out Magic and then taking half of it away(1-2 points is cool, but when you start going further down)....I might as well have just kepted him as cyber. So I MIGHT try to run with this version here. (Im not as concerned with power as I am with just...cool factor and what fits the dude at the end of the day.)
Also trying to figure out a quote or three. Nothing helps me get into a character's head more than figuring out quotes.

Ex-Prisoner/Pit-Fighter, trying to find a place
System: Runner's Companion Karmagen System(750 Karma to start)
House Rules Used: No Availability limit at chargen, full compliment of all +/- qualities between SR3 and SR4 books
[ Spoiler ]
Name: Abel Faust
Alias: Alastor
Gender: Male
Race: Elf
Height: 6'7''
Weight: 250lbs(im bad with weights.)
Age: 27
Hair: Very long, reddish-black
Eyes: Red-orange, cosmetically modified
Skin: Very pale
Kinda-sorta appearance(though this fellow has reddish-black hair that's a bit straighter, but it's an idea and a cool picture

) Naturally, he doesn't run around on the streets like this(though when he was in the pits, it probably wasn't far off). He usually just dresses in cargos, heavy combat boots, tank tops, and a battered old leather armored jacket.
http://www.creativeuncut.com/gallery-06/art/dis2-sinner.jpgPositive Qualities(70 Karma worth)-for those without the runner companion, it's the BP costx2
Adept(10)
Martial Arts/Muay Thai Lv. 2(20)-+2 DV Unarmed Attacks
Martial Arts/Sangre y Acero Lv. 1(10)-+1 DV Blades
Good-Looking and Knows It(10)
Erased Lv. 1(10)
Guts(10)
Negative Qualities(50 Karma)
Combat Monster(20)
Distinctive Style(10)
Flashbacks(10)
Addiction: Mild/Stim(10)
Cost: 20 Karma:
Remaining: 730 Karma
Attributes(Total Spent: 308 Karma)
Body: 5
Agility: 5( 8 )
Reaction: 4(5)
Strength: 5(9)
Charisma: 5
Intuition: 4
Logic: 3
Willpower: 4
Edge: 3
Magic: 6(4)
Initiative: 8/1[10/2]
Essence: 4
Active Skills(Spent: 222 Karma)
Unarmed Combat(Martial Arts): 6(+2)
Intimidation(Physical): 4(+2)
Perception: 3
Etiquette(Street): 3(+2)
Blades(Leg-Mounted): 4(+2)
Pilot Ground Craft(Wheeled): 2(+2)
Negotiation: 2
Con(Fast Talk): 3(+2)
Pistols(Revolvers): 2(+2)
Athletics Skill Group: 4
Stealth Skill Group: 1
Knowledge/Language Skills(Spent: 72 Karma)
Demonology: 3
AK: Downtown Seattle: 3
AK: Aztlan: 2
Illegal Fighting Rings: 3
Gory Combat Techniques: 4
Seattle Local Bars: 3
Trance/Metal Music: 3
Magic Background: 2
Horror Movies: 2
English: N
German: 3
Portuguese: 3
Martial Arts Manuevers(6, 24 Karma)
Kick Attack
Finishing Blow
Riposte
Ground Fighting
Sweep
Herding
Adept Powers: 4 points worth
Mystic Armor Lv. 2(1)
Critical Strike Lv. 4(1)
Killing Hands(.5)
Elemental Strike: Blast(.5)
Combat Sense Lv. 1(.5)
Sustenance(.25)
[.25 Points Remaining]
Contacts: 24 Karma
Fixer: C3 L3
Bartender: C2 L4
Resources: 73 Karma-182,500 Nuyen)
Bioware: 2 Essence, 129,000 Nuyen
Muscle Augmentation Lv. 4 (.

Synaptic Boosters Lv. 1(.6)
Muscle Toner Lv. 3 (.6)
Gear:
Armor Jacket(w/Non-Conductivity, Insulation, Fire Protection and Chem Protection rating 2 each)-900+1400
Hardliner Gloves/Boots(we have both at our table)-200
Forearm Guards-250
Shin Guards-150
Vitals Protector-200
Form-Fitting Body Armor Lv.2-900
Custom-fitted boot blades(Str/2+2P)-1000
Ruger Super Warhawk(Smartlinked), w/30 rounds, 30 stun rounds, and concealable holster-725
Contact Lenses(w/thermographic, flare compensation, image link, smartlink, Vision Enhancement 3 and Vision Magnification)-1075
Earbuds(with Audio Enhancement 3, Spatial Recognizer and Select Sound Filter 3)-1010
Sony Emperor Commlink/Redcap Nix OS, Skinlink, Subvocal Mic-1200
1,000 worth of music and simsense
Medkit 6/2 refills-800
Fake ID rating 6-6000
Fake ID rating 4-4000
Fake ID Rating 4-4000
2x Fake Licences(cyberware, gun), rating 6 each-1200
Fine-Quality Lined Coat(worn for fancier occations if needed)-1000
2 sets fine clothing-1000
several sets normal clothing-500
2x antidote patches(rating 6)-600
8x certified credsticks-200
Thundercloud Contrail Motorcycle: 5,500
Survival Kit-100
GPS-200
Trauma Patch-500
Handheld Sensor w/Camera, Atmosphere Sensor 3 and Microphone-225
Mapsoft Lv. 6(Seattle)-30
2x Flash-Paks-400
Survival Knife-50
Printer-5
Weapons/Damage:
Unarmed: 12P, +1 reach kicks
Leg/Boot Blades: 8P, +1 reach, -1 AP
Ruger Super Warhawk: 6P, ss, 6cy, -2 AP, Ranges: 0-5, 6-20, 21-40, 41-60
Total Armor(Normally): Jacket, FFBA, guards: 13/10, +2/2 MA(15/12)
Lifestyle: 19 LP-9,000/month, 2 months paid=18,000
Easy-Going Landlord(+1), Well-Made(+1)
Comforts: High(4 LP)
Entertainment: Middle(3 LP)
Necessities: High(4 LP)
Neighborhood: Middle(3 LP)
Security: Middle(3 LP)
Nuyen Left: 180
Undecided on his lifestyle, I'm going to fiddle with the Lifestyle points a bit. Gear is not finished yet, and I still need to add in the rest and all the nuyen(I have a rough addup.)
Quick Background/Fluff:
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One would think growing up in a rather wealthy and respectable elven family in a nice part of Denver would ensure one a secure position in a rather comfy lifestyle, especially when one is smart, physically capable, and both attractive and charismatic on top of it; but with Abel, it wasn't the case. While his young life was rather secure, as he got older, he got more adventerous. As he got more adventerous, he got more dangerous. More and more of the wrong crowd found their way into his life, and before he was even 20, the young man had found his way as a sort of muscle, and bodyguard, in the underworld of organized crime. With his natural charm, good looks, and formidable fighting skills and the ease in which he picked them up, he did well; but he also started doing more and more of the dirty work. It came to a head one day when he was in a large kill-or-be-killed moment; and well, he killed. He was also caught, and sent to prison; he got even more dangerous there, as he became rather the one to beat, after the other prisoners had found out he killed several men with only his bare hands. Eventually, he found his way in solitary confinement; both for his protection(so he didn't get stabbed in his sleep), and for the other prisoners(if they attacked him, he attacked back, and yeah, it got messy.)
After a couple of years in the big house, however-word had gotten around about the young elf with the wild, red-black hair and the orange-red eyes, who looked something like a demon. Strong and skilled enough to kill with his bare hands and not afraid to get messy; he was the prime canidate for the world of pit fighting. Not just any pit fighting-but the dirtiest ones in the underworld of Aztlan. When a man who was a sort of ''promoter'' managed to grease the right palms with a lot of nuyen, Abel found himself lucky that there were indeed corrupt people in the prison system. Soon later, he found himself heading to the heart of Aztlan, to battle in the pits.
Battle he did; the pale, sort of demonic looking fellow was a crowd favorite, between his strange looks and his brutal fighting style; he could go mad in a battle if he was wounded, and he had an amazing win record-as in, he never lost. Losing meant death in those pits. He was outfitted with ware that made him even more brutal; he would utilize hardened gloves on his hands with blades on his lower legs and weighted boots to extreme extents. They had finally started throwing more armed people at him, until they got up to firearms.
Now, Abel was a smart guy, and he realized that what started as pistols would soon become...much bigger guns if he kept winning-but if he lost, he would die. He was still a crowd favorite-if anything, very much one-but at the same time, some men behind the men might have saw it fitting that he finally lose, especially guys who lost people to his onslaught. So, he began planning a break for it....which took several weeks to get together, but it finally happened, after greasing palms, talking to the right people, and the whole nine. He finally ended up back in Seattle, and laid low for a rather long time.
After years between the underworld, prison, and the gore-covered fighting pits of Aztlan, now Abel really didn't know what to do with his life. Luckily, his criminal SIN was erased, in fact, Abel really didn't exist at all anymore. He had little skills except for killing people in gory and painful ways, and knew basically no one in the Seattle region, though his contact that was in Aztlan had put him in contact with someone in Seattle-a bartender. Someone who at least could maybe get him some work here and there. He saw some potential in the elf; he carried himself in a way unlike most prisoners-he was very handsome and charismatic, but intimidating as all hell; he figured he could get the guy some work. He ended up with his nickname, Alastor, from the bartender-given his appearance, and the fact the bartender didn't know his real name, it was the first name that popped into his head one night when he wanted to get Abel's attention. The name stuck, and it occasionally gets shortened to Al, by those daring enough, ie, those who actually know him. He doesn't mind the name, given it's origins.
Abel now sees himself as actually a type who could actually do anything he wanted; but is sort of stuck. His non-killing or intimidating oriented skills are still rather low, and it sometimes can be hard to find folks who don't hang out on the gothic-metal floor of the Inferno to trust him. He carries himself well, and also isn't afraid to use his old skills. He does suffer some flashbacks-they had attempted to do a bit of ''reprogramming'' on him in prison, and the brain treatments sort of twisted him a bit; he tends to get flashbacks of them whenever he is exposed to(uncommon stimuli.) He really wants to try to straighten things out, but he still has a hellish combat temper if he ends up in a fight; and he's still bitter about the ware being shoved into him before he realized he was magically active; he very much wants to more explore this aspect of himself. In a party, he's probably best used as muscle, though he's got enough social saavyness to him to be passable in other areas; his Good Looking and Knows It edge makes him rather good at dealing with women in particular. He's trying to turn over a new leaf in his life, having been a fully free man for about two years now, and mainly gets by doing more hired muscle-work, some under-world bodyguarding, bouncing, and the like. He tends to dislike firearms, but will use them if necessary and is beginning to see the merit in them, his low skill shows he's at least started on it.
Sometimes he likes to think of himself as actually rather suave and high class-and sometimes he can be, indeed-but then, his old life, and even somewhat of his current one, as a rather bloodthirsty warrior can come to the surface, and the strange-looking but attractive elf can get the look of a devil. He's really, really, trying to get that side of him in order, so he doesn't get caught again...
So yeah, questions, comments? Anyone? Bueler?