#canadian firearms

[ninjaghostdev]

hahaha.

hahahahaha.

I mean, you know what they say about going woke and going broke and all that. It always seems to ring true lol

hahahahahahahaha

There was one thing that Vice ever did that I really liked, but it was from Vice Canada. It was a piece of "gonzo journalism" (the quotes are here because Gonzo style isn't supposed to include personal bias, but this one did come in with bias fully charged to 100%) called "Armed and Reasonable"

If you don't feel like watching the video, here's the quick TL;DR synopsis:

Late millennial Torontonian woman with an "icky" opinion of firearms decides to go through the steps involved in what it takes to get a gun in Canada

Her friends are vehemently against this, afraid she'll turn into violent psychopath or risk getting shot. Each friend clearly enjoying a sheltered city life of daily Starbucks and high-privilege.

She's surprised at how much the firearms are treated with respect towards safety and laws first by the gun owning community

She has an emotional breakdown not by shooting but by being near a higher caliber rifle going off. Likely having been overwhelmed by the concussive shockwave. The lady who fired the rifle consoles her on camera.

She's also a bit surprised at just how many women are a part of the sport shooting community

Discovering how painfully annoying both the course and the written & practical exams are to get through and pass just for a non-restricted license

Shock at how long the approval process is for the license

Shocked at how long it then takes for the physical license to then show up in the mail

Buys a Henry Golden Boy lever action rifle in a local gun store. This is a 22LR. She at least bought within her comfort zone. Responsible choice. Also as an aside, an excellent choice even if they didn't know it and were just giggling at the name. It is a very pleasant and fun to shoot rimfire rifle platform that I can easily recommend to any current or future gun owner.

Brings her yuppie friends along to the range, and they wind up having a great time

Her friends now have a bit of understanding why people might like target shooting. They "get it" a bit more.

She winds up selling her rifle because she realizes the literal mountain of laws and regulations Canadian gun owners have to navigate and respect just aren't something she's willing to continue dealing with

Comes away with a deeper appreciation and far more knowledge about the subject at hand, but recognizes it's just not for her. A completely fair and responsible assessment.

[if-you-fan-a-fire]

"POLICE COURT," North Bay Nugget. May 9, 1934. Page 2. ---- Found in possession of a gun when he was arrested by C. N. R. Constable Carroll for breaking into one of the sheds on the tracks, James McCarthey, 18, of Toronto, was fined $25 and costs or three months by Magistrate Weegar this morning. He took the jail term.

A companion, Frank Glover, 16, was given the choice of paying a $10 fine or going to jail for 15 days for having stolen goods in his possession. He, too, went to jail.

The boys had stolen a number of railway signal caps which were found on Glover when arrested. Police did not suggest that McCarthey was using the gun for robberies. He said he merely had it to take pot shots at squirrels on his travels.

Trespasser Pays Fine Three railway trespassers went to jail for 10 days and a fourth paid a $10 fine when they appeared in police court this morning.

Forgiving Victim A scrap in a Finnish boarding house Monday evening culminated in a North Bay man being arraigned in police court Tuesday morning to face an intoxication charge. He paid $16.50.

The complaint was made by a Finlander who came to the police station with his face a mass of blood. He, however, did not want to lay an assault against his assailant.

Costly Hangover Still groggy, a North Bay inebriate was brought before the cadi Tuesday morning.

"Were you drunk last night?" the magistrate asked.

"No," the man stammered.

"Why you are still drunk, $16.50 or ten days," Magistrate Weegar decreed. The man paid up.

Deer Out of Season Pleading guilty to having deer meat in closed season in Salter township, Ormond Staples, Toronto, was given the option of paying a $20 fine or going to jail for 30 days by Magistrate Arthurs at Massey, Saturday. He took the jail term. Ormond was arrested by Game and Fishing Overseer Tom Tayler at Espanola, April 28. A rifle and a piece of spoiled deer meat were seized.

[allthecanadianpolitics]

The Saskatchewan government passed a firearms bill Thursday that aims to promote safety, but also appears to put roadblocks in place for when Ottawa starts a program to buy back banned guns. The province's legislation requires RCMP, policing bodies or other agents to receive a licence from the provincial firearms office should they participate in the federal buyback program. "What we are saying and being very prescriptive here, that if they are confiscating a firearm, and they're acting on behalf of an agent or acting on behalf of the federal government and confiscating the firearm, that they must get a licence," Public Safety Minister Christine Tell said.

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Tagging: @politicsofcanada

[crankygrrl]

Yes.

poll time!!

please reblog with your answer and country!!

i, for example, have fired a gun, and am from canada.

enjoy!!

[bcfirearmsacademy]

Understanding the Difference Between a POL, FAC, and PAL with BC Firearm...

[alexonnet]

'Zack' Wamblee

Zack, the Native Canadian with a conflicting personality. On one side, he is a calm, laid-back man that enjoys water-based activities and with a preference towards safety, in spite of the other side of his personality being a firearms expert. A gun nut, as some may say. In fact, he put so much skill into it, he is noticeably less proficient at melee. Therefore, two of his choices have a ranged option. Going with the water interest, he also likes the outdoors. Additionally, he is also a surprisingly good actor, making him a natural for disguising and imitating. On top of noticing safety hazards, he can also figure out when others are acting. He might be highly interested in water, firearms and is generally laidback, but he doesn't let safety take a break.

*Vividly colored items are their preferred equipment with greyed ones being secondary, usually situational.

[wilted]

canadians specifically are so goddamn annoying when it comes to this shit i saw another one say “children don’t die in schools here” yeah they just find 200+ of their bodies buried under the schools up there! and people still smuggle guns in canada! you still have gun violence! stop using dead children to pretend like you’re a superior country when you have just as much violence, racism, and hate as the united states. instead of constantly comparing and gloating, try donating to the organizations made to try and stop future school shootings and violence against children from happening. and btw

In Toronto, Canada’s largest census metropolitan area (CMA), the proportion of violent crimes that were firearm-related (4.7%) was the second-highest among CMAs. Its rate of firearm-related violent crime (43.2 incidents per 100,000 population) rose 36% from 2021 and 93% since a low in 2013.

In 2022, the rate of firearm-related violent crime was 36.7 incidents per 100,000 population, an 8.9% increase from 2021 (33.7 incidents per 100,000 population). This is the highest rate recorded since comparable data were first collected in 2009.

All provinces and territories have seen the rate of firearm-related violent crime increase since the low in 2013. The largest increases were recorded in the Northwest Territories (+303%), Saskatchewan (+165%), Yukon (+149%) and New Brunswick (+126%).

[sexyheretic]

Mr. Lanez, 30, was convicted of three felony counts: assault with a semiautomatic handgun, carrying a loaded, unregistered firearm in a vehicle and discharging a firearm with gross negligence. He faces more than 20 years in prison and could be deported.

The case, which played out as both a tawdry tabloid narrative and a weighty referendum on the treatment of Black women in hip-hop and beyond, was closely watched for both its famous characters and what it said about the recent adjudication of alleged abuse by notable men, such as Johnny Depp and Harvey Weinstein, in court and in public.

Mr. Lanez, though not a household name before the case, has seen his celebrity profile rise since the shooting, earning explicit and implied support from various corners of the hip-hop universe, including influential blogs, social media accounts and the rappers-turned-talking heads 50 Cent and Joe Budden.

[devsgames]

This is a really good video by People Make Games that came out today and discusses the Game Industry's relation to war, the military industrial complex, and how world governments are very very excited about that and eager to pay for it.

In my time in the games industry I've seen basically all these things mentioned in this video and then some and I haven't even been in it that long relative to others; from the general glamorization of war, the Military showing up to every single gamer convention in one way or another to try and recruit gamers and designers, to Universities making business deals to have their game design students create games to train Canadian Military drone operators, games licensing firearms manufacturers to promote their weapons, or the police having students design games for 'community outreach' (aka public relations).

Anyway, the game industry is more involved in the military than you'd think and if you're an emerging dev or an established one I think you're seriously obligated to watch this and take it to heart.

[greatworldwar2]

• M50 Reising Submachine Gun

The .45 Reising submachine gun was manufactured by Harrington & Richardson (H&R) Arms Company in Worcester, Massachusetts, USA, and was designed and patented by Eugene Reising in 1940. The three versions of the weapon were the Model 50, the folding stock Model 55, and the semiautomatic Model 60 rifle. Over 100,000 Reisings were ordered during World War II, and were initially used by the United States, though some were shipped to Canadian, Soviet, and other allied forces.

Reising was an assistant to firearm inventor John M. Browning. In this role, Reising contributed to the final design of the US .45 ACP M1911 pistol. Reising then designed a number of commercial rifles and pistols on his own, when in 1938, he turned his attention to designing a submachine gun as threats of war rapidly grew in Europe. Two years later he submitted his completed design to the Harrington & Richardson Arms Company (H&R) in Worcester, Massachusetts. It was accepted, and in March 1941, H&R started manufacturing the Model 50 submachine gun. H&R promoted the submachine guns for police and military use, and the Model 60 for security guards. After the Japanese attack on Pearl Harbor in December 1941 the US was suddenly in desperate need of thousands of modern automatic weapons. Reising's only competitor was the .45 ACP Thompson submachine gun. The US Army first tested the Reising in November 1941 at Fort Benning, Georgia. During this test, several parts failed due to poor construction. Once this was corrected, a second test was made in 1942 at Aberdeen Proving Ground, Maryland. In that test, 3,500 rounds were fired, resulting in two malfunctions: one from the ammunition, the other from a bolt malfunction. As a result, the Army didn't adopt the Reising, but the Navy and Marines did, due to insufficient supply of Thompsons.

The Reising submachine gun was innovative for its time. In comparison to its main rival, the famous Thompson, it possessed similar firepower, better accuracy, excellent balance, a lighter weight, a much lower cost, and greater ease of manufacture. Despite these achievements, the poor combat performance of the Reising contrasted with favorable combat and law enforcement use of the Thompson mired the weapon in controversy. The Reising was far less costly ($62) compared to the Thompson ($200). It was much lighter (seven vs. eleven pounds). The Model 55 was also more compact (about twenty-two vs. thirty-three inches in length). The M50 Reising's delayed blowback operation, often classified as hesitation lock, works as follows: as the cartridge is chambered, the rear end of the bolt is pushed up into a recess, in a manner similar to tilting-bolt locked breech guns; but whereas such weapons rely on an additional mechanism to unlock them, in the case of the Reising the end of the bolt that pushes against the back wall of this recess, is subtly rounded, while the wall is correspondingly curved. On firing, the extreme pressure from the propellant gases is thereby able to force the bolt-end down, back to the horizontal. From here the bolt can move to the rear removing the cartridge from the chamber; but the combination of mechanical disadvantage and friction the force of the gases must overcome to push the end of the bolt down has achieved a delay of a fraction of a second, allowing pressure in the barrel to drop to a level sufficiently low for safe and efficient cartridge extraction. The Reising was made in selective fire versions that could be switched between semi-automatic or full-automatic fire as needed and in semi-auto only versions to be used for marksmanship training and police and guard use. The Reising had a designed full-auto cyclic rate of 450–600 rounds per minute but it was reported that the true full-auto rate was closer to 750–850 rounds per minute.

The U.S. Marines adopted the Reising in 1941 with 4,200 authorized per division with approximately 500 authorized per each infantry regiment. Most Reisings were originally issued to Marine officers and NCOs in lieu of a compact and light carbine, since the newly introduced M1 carbine was not yet being issued to the Marines. Although the Thompson submachine gun was available, this weapon frequently proved too heavy and bulky for jungle patrols, and initially it, too, was in short supply. During World War II, the Reising first saw action on August 7th, 1942, exactly eight months to the day after Pearl Harbor, when 11,000 men from the 1st Marine Division stormed the beaches of Guadalcanal, in the Solomon Islands. The same date of Guadalcanal's invasion, the Model 50 and 55 saw action with the 1st Marine Raiders on the small outlying islands of Tulagi and Tanambogo to the north. Serious shortcomings in both guns were becoming apparent. The reality was that the Reising was designed as a civilian police weapon and was not suited to the stresses of harsh battle conditions encountered in the Solomon Islands—namely, sand, saltwater that easily rusted the commercial blued finish, and the difficulty in keeping the weapon clean enough to function properly. Tests at Aberdeen Proving Ground and at Fort Benning, Georgia, had found difficulties in blindfold reassembly of the Reising, indicating the design was complicated and difficult to maintain. The producer, H&R, had not yet mastered mass-production technologies in 1940-1941, and many of the parts were hand fitted at the factory just like the company did with their commercial firearms. While more accurate than the Thompson, particularly in semi-automatic mode, the Reising had a tendency to jam. The Reising earned a dismal reputation for reliability in the combat conditions of Guadalcanal. The M1 carbine eventually became available and was often chosen over both the Reising and the Thompson in the wet tropical conditions.

In late 1943 following numerous complaints, the Reising was withdrawn from Fleet Marine Force (FMF) units and assigned to Stateside guard detachments and ship detachments. After the Marines proved reluctant to accept more Reisings, and with the increased issue of the .30-caliber M1 carbine, the U.S. government passed some Reising submachine guns to the OSS and to various foreign governments (as Lend-Lease aid). Both the Soviets and Canada purchased some Model 50 SMGs, others were given to various anti-Axis resistance forces operating around the world. Many Reisings (particularly the semiautomatic M60 rifle) were issued to State Guards for guarding war plants, bridges, and other strategic resources. After the war, thousands of Reising Model 50 submachine guns were acquired by state, county, and local U.S. law enforcement agencies. The weapon proved much more successful in this role, in contrast to its wartime reputation. Production of the Model 50 and 55 submachine guns ceased in 1945 at the end of World War II. Nearly 120,000 submachine guns were made of which two-thirds went to the Marines. H&R continued production of the Model 60 semiautomatic rifle in hopes of domestic sales, but with little demand, production of the Model 60 stopped in 1949 with over 3,000 manufactured. H&R sold their remaining inventory of submachine guns to police and correctional agencies across America. Decades later, in 1986, H&R closed their doors and Numrich Arms (aka Gun Parts Corporation) purchased their entire inventory.

[mentally-deranged-bit]

I posted this on cara too because despite how stupid this is, I really like it lmao [the rendering was fun]

sorry for any inaccuracies I am from a canadian city. I dont really see guns that much lol

also DO NOT GO OUT AND ACTUALLY BE STUPID WITH FIREARMS THATS BAD

[if-you-fan-a-fire]

"GUILTY BANDIT SENT TO PRISON FOR FOUR YEARS," Hamilton Spectator. January 10, 1934. Page 7. --- John Stewart Involved in Several Crimes ---- Frank Savoy Didn't Want Any Comment --- Asked For Sentence To Be "Quick" --- Appearing for sentence in police court this morning on two charges, of shopbreaking and theft and one of assault and robbery, John Stewart, no address, was sentenced to a total of four years in the penitentiary. On the charge of assaulting and robbing Mike Gaic, Stewart was sentenced to two years and to similar terms on the shopbreaking charges. The latter sentences will run concurrently, but consecutively to the assault and robbery count.

On the assault charge, Stewart is said to have been a companion of Walter Reece and William Creek, who are both serving jail terms for the same offence. He was arrested last week by Constable Pickup after a store on Main street east had been burgled, and later admitted having broken into another store on Ottawa street north.

"Make It Quick" "Have you anything to say before you are sentenced?" asked Magistrate Burbidge. of Frank Savoy, alias Frank Conders, who appeared for sentence on a charge of possession of a revolver which was found in his overcoat pocket when he applied for a night's lodging at the central police station.

"Make it quick," was Savoy's non-committal reply.

"When a man of your record, is found in possession of firearms, it may mean an intention to use them," said the magistrate, in sentencing the accused to one year in the common jail.

"Can't you make it two years in the penitentiary?" asked the accused.

"No," replied the magistrate, and Savoy turned towards the cells.

Wanted No Trial "I don't want to be tried anywhere," said Alexander Ritta, 365 Mary street, who was jointly charged with Joseph Cutala, 295 Catharine street north, with fighting on the street, when he was asked to elect where he would be tried. After the matter of election was explained to him, he elected to be tried by the magistrate.

A story of a row which started in a pool room on James street north on December 29 was told. It was stated that an argument started which continued on the street. After a party of men left the pool room, it appeared as though a fight would start and Cutala was said to have tried to stop it, saying that all would be arrested for fighting on the street. It was said that Ritta called Cutaia a vile name and struck him in the mouth cutting his lips. Cutala, an amateur boxer, retaliated with both hands and Ritta went to the hospital for four days. Both men were convicted and were remanded for sentence for a week on bail of $50 each.

"I want to be tried in the high court," exclaimed Ritta as he went to the cells.

In registering the conviction, Magistrate Burbidge said that, although a man had a right to defend himself, he should not retaliate. It was his duty to withdraw and take proper action through the courts. Cutaia could have charged Ritta with assault occasioning actual bodily harm which carried with it a maximum term of three years in the penitentiary. He intimated that both men would be treated alike when sentence is passed.

Had a Revolver Following complaints that a on man Beach road had a gun, Inspector Ernest May of the east-end division, and Constable Forbes went out on a search for the man. This search morning. Claude Glover, Freeman, Ont., appeared on a charge crying a loaded revolver. He claimed that he was intoxicated, and did not remember where he got the weapon. A conviction was registered and Glover was remanded a week for sentence and mental examination.

"He has gone to the northern camps," said Acting Court Clerk Eric Howell when Fred Earle failed to appear for sentence on a vagrancy charge. The case was adjourned sine die.

A further remand for sentence of one week was granted in the case of John Hurst who is awaiting sentence on charges of armed robbery arising out of the hold-ups of Albert and George Salton and a William Carroll store on the night of November 25 last.

[AL: John Stewart was 23, single, born in Paisley, Scotland, and was a 'common labourer'. He had a long criminal record - including terms at the Industrial School in Mimico, the Guelph Reformatory, and Burwash Industrial Farm, and a previous term at Kingston Penitentiary as #486. This time, he was convict #3321 at Kingston Penitentiary, and worked as a common labourer at the prison. He was transferred February 1935 to Collin's Bay Penitentiary, and released from there in early 1937 thanks to good time earned.]

[tapejob]

favorite thing abt the trudeau vs biden stanley cup tweets is that it really is a reflection on the deterioration of the soul and the state of the human spirit bc the last time that it had happened it was 2021, and biden was fresh in office with whole world despair thing starting to look up again and trudeau has got the whole-world-in-his-palm going on as he goes into his own federal election. things r fresh and things r fiesty and the boys are so excited to banter on twitter together like pals bc the future is bright. fast forward it is now 2024, and trudeau is fighting for his life getting through his public divorce where his wife left him for their personal trainer and biden is actively losing in the american spotlight against an actual felon with 34 real charges because his nickname in the public eye is literally genocide joe while at the same time his son is currently on federal trial for inebriated firearm possession. and neither of them can even tweet anymore because twitter is now called X ever since a hell-lord billionaire-almost-first-trillionaire cryptobag bought the whole thing back in 2022. and the teams in the race are somehow still some florida team versus a canadian team that corey perry has played for for a year.

[allthecanadianpolitics]

The Liberal government is moving ahead with efforts to keep assault-style firearms out of the hands of Canadians, Public Safety Minister Dominic LeBlanc said Monday. LeBlanc, who assumed the portfolio over the summer, told a Senate committee the government will enact regulations to complement gun-control legislation being studied by members of the upper chamber. The government bill includes a ban on assault-style firearms that would apply once the legislation comes into force. LeBlanc said planned regulatory changes will ensure a mandatory physical inspection by the RCMP of all new firearm models before they enter the Canadian market. However, people can still buy many such guns currently for sale in Canada. LeBlanc reaffirmed federal plans to re-establish the Canadian Firearms Advisory Committee to independently review the classification of existing models that fall under the prospective new definition of a prohibited firearm in the bill. He said the exercise would identify guns legitimately used for hunting, which would be excluded from the ban. LeBlanc said the government would also implement a long-planned buyback of some 1,500 firearm models and variants banned through order-in-council in May 2020.

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[thesilliestrovingalive]

Updated: November 23, 2024

Reworked Character #8: Clark Still

POTENTIAL TRIGGER WARNING: Viewer discretion is advised due to references to death and human experimentation.

Real name: Clarkeston Vince Stillwater

Esper title: Avatar of Camouflage, Weight Negation, Vitality Syphoning, and Physical Adaptability

Alias: Tepid Strength

Occupation: Lieutenant Colonel of the Ikari Warriors and a tactical spy for the S.P.A.R.R.O.W.S. (formerly)

Retirement plans: Live in a cabin near a lake abundant with fish and become a professional photographer

Special skills: Survival mastery in many kinds of rough terrain, proficiency in wrestling and grappling, gathering information for missions, sniping with lightweight firearms, and ichthyology

Esper abilities: His go-to esper ability is the Super Argentine Backbreaker, which allows him to effortlessly lift and hurl a vast array of targets into the air, including humans, Martians, Invader Drones, smaller mutants, zombies, mummies, Sasquatches, medium to large-sized tanks, and helicopters. With this ability, he can catch his opponent up to three times in rapid succession, slamming their back into their shoulders before driving them forcefully into the ground.

When activating his infrared x-ray vision, he can see through walls and perceive the heat signatures of people. He has three frilly fish gills located underneath the area of his lungs, allowing him to adapt to an underwater environment. He possesses the cunning predatory instincts of a fox, the acute hearing of a deer, and the swift running speed of a rabbit. His skin contains four types of microscopic pigments: xanthophores, iridophores, melanophores, and leucophores. Unlike other animals, he possesses exceptional control over these specialised colour-changing pigments, enabling him to seamlessly blend into his surroundings. Additionally, he can temporarily render objects and people invisible by scratching or spitting on them.

He possesses an additional pair of lung-like organs situated on his upper back, between his spine, connected to a pouch located directly behind the pharynx and pointing towards the opening of his mouth. This pouch is sealed by two wrinkled skin flaps covered in mucousal hairs. It can be opened to release a purplish-green breath that contains a deadly poison, causing brain hemorrhaging and organ dysfunction. Clark is immune to the poison contained within his specialised lungs, but occasionally, he inadvertently inhales air into that specific organ. It triggers a cough due to the irritating sensations and causing him to release a small amount of his toxic breath.

Clark can open the small, closed holes located slightly below the centre of his palms, revealing a seven-petaled flower-like structure. From this, he can extend cartilage pipes covered in spikes with a metallic bronze sheen and a blunt, tri-holed tip from which flame-coloured veins are released. He uses the pipes to pierce the hearts or brains of individuals, utilising the emitted veins to syphon their life energy, thereby healing his wounds, revitalising his physical strength, and preventing his own demise.

Hobbies: Reading books on interesting subjects such as the biology of fish and the history of secret societies, collecting guns, playing casino games, photography, and fishing

Likes: Rugby, his sunglasses, reading gun catalogues, successful fishing expeditions (especially when he catches rare fish), and sharing a couple of drinks with Ralf

Dislikes: The awkward movement and gimmicky controls of the Slugs, being woken up by loud construction noises, people doing obviously stupid things, betrayal of trust, and arson

Favourite food: Oatmeal, tuna and onions pizza, and caramel and cheese popcorn

Sexuality: Heteroromantic asexual

Gender: Male

Age: 23 (in 2022), 29 (in 2028), 31 (in 2030), 33 (in 2032), 35 (in 2034), 42 (in 2041), 44 (in 2043), 45 (in 2044), and 48 (in 2047)

Blood type: A-

Weight: 231 lbs. (104 kg)

Design: He’s a 6’ 3” (190.5 cm) Canadian mesomorph with an inhumanly imposing build, robust musculature, and semi-sloping shoulders. He features light grey eyes flecked with magenta, warm beige skin, and a hairstyle reminiscent of Clark's dialogue portrait from KOF XIII, but with distinct differences: his locks are now rose gold with subtle curls, having previously been honey blonde before undergoing experimentation. His back is a dark green adorned with light yellow spots, while his belly boasts a creamy white hue, subtly outlined with a pale red.

A large patch of burned flesh extends from his left cheek, across his deltoid and shoulder, to the back of his trapezius. He bears a series of small scattered cut marks and a few stab wounds on his arms and torso. Additionally, he has two gunshot wounds, one located above his right kidney and the other near the left side of his navel. He has a long jagged scar on his right cheek, running from the underside of his ear to the centre of his upper lip. The skin on his arms and legs is a charred bluish-black and a few violet-threaded switches crisscrossing the centres of his forearms and thighs. His limbs can be a tad stiff at times, so he often asks Fio to give his limbs a well-kneaded massage.

Clark’s military gear consists of a light cyan tank top, a Bondi blue headband around his neck, and purplish-black elbow and knee pads. He always wears a cobalt blue cap with an embroidered Canada jay with outstretched wings, holding an olive branch in its talons. He wears purple-tinted sunglasses to hide a scar on his glabella, caused by Ralf's careless handling of his combat knife. He wears a cobalt blue waterproof vest adorned with the Ikari Warriors logo on the back and lined with grey fox fur. A white magnolia flower is pinned on the left side, just above his deltoid muscle.

He wears a fallow brown wristband with black spikes on his right hand and a blue-green glove with a black-trimmed silver-grey palm padding. He has cargo pants with an army green, brown, and silver-grey camouflage pattern, tucked into his Persian indigo jungle boots. Clark wears a fallow brown belt with six black pouches for bullets and a holster for his handgun. A Japanese violet waist pack, secured to the back of his belt, contains bandages, a small package of cotton swabs, a bottle of rubbing alcohol, and four rechargeable batteries for his camera. He wears two black drop leg holsters, each featuring two pointed silvery stripes that form a triangular pattern, holding his combat knife on the right and an electrical baton on the left.

Over his tank top, he wears a Soldier Plate Carrier System (SPCS) with a MultiCam pattern, carrying his walkie-talkie and ammo for other firearms. He wears two dark brown bandoliers, crossed in an X-shape, with the left one holding throwing knives and the right one holding ammunition for his handgun. Clark carries a fallow brown load-bearing backpack containing camping equipment, tactical explosives, portable ammo boxes, a canteen full of water, a Black Aces Peacekeeper, a Minebea PM-9, a Benelli Supernova, a Mauser SP66, and a bluish-black digital camera. He also carries a comprehensive fishing kit, complete with various baits and lures, hooks, a rod, floats, monofilament lines, braided lines, fluorocarbon lines, and spincast, baitcasting, spinning, and fly reels. Additionally, he treasures a photo album filled with pictures he's taken from his teenage years to the present, holding it dear as a cherished keepsake.

He wears a pair of small silver hoop earrings and conceals a portable, jagged piece of Sol Dae Rokker's red gem in the left pocket of his cargo pants. The red gem appears to be powerless except when reacting to the presence of individuals with malicious intent or those who pose a potential threat.

Thanks to Tarma, he owns a key to access his periwinkle-coloured Velocette MAC motorcycle, which has dark cyan outlining.

Super Devil form: He’s a 16 ft (487.68 cm) animalistic entity with a slender build, disproportionately muscular arms, and a body encased in iridescent blue-grey scales. Clark boasts a feline head with the left side of his face gruesomely rotted, distinguished by rose gold fur, a silver-grey snout, and fallow brown eye patches. It has majestic Persian indigo elk antlers, elegantly adorned with white magnolia flowers and delicate patches of hanging moss. The head features two jutting fangs and luminous magenta eyes, accented with blue-green pupils. He boasts a majestic mane of fluffy light grey clouds and razor-sharp black claws that seem to be forged from a resilient, crystalline material. He wraps himself in a shawl of rippling bluish mist, surrounded by a light scattering of purple leaves that flutter around him, circling his head like a halo.

His fingers are adorned with light cyan webbing, while his back features six prominent vertical cobalt blue streaks. He possesses four majestic 17 ft (518.16 cm) Canada jay wings and an additional pair of arms situated on his inguinal regions. Clark’s lower half is that of a grey fox, featuring silver claws and twelve symmetrically arranged purplish-black eyes along both sides of its back, extending to the base of its tail. His tail, resembling that of a northern pike, boasts light yellow spots and pale red fins, but it's painfully entwined with a Bondi blue vine. The grey fox body's hind legs are replaced by fleshy, charred tree roots that twitch spasmodically and subtly ripple.

Character summary: He's a wise, introspective, hard-boiled, self-disciplined, and self-reliant pescatarian with a stoic demeanour, rarely showing emotion and possessing a taciturn personality. Initially shy and reserved around strangers, he gradually opens up and becomes more talkative and less aloof once he gets to know them. He exudes an unsettling calmness, intensely focused on his professional duties and the safety of others. While watchful and serious, he's not above showing a more playful side, engaging in witty banter and dark, dry humour. Clark often uses sarcasm to tease Ralf about his stubbornness and rowdiness, yet he deeply cherishes him as both his closest ally and surrogate brother. He genuinely worries about Ralf's well-being and will go to great lengths to ensure his happiness, offering comfort and support during difficult times. He frequently enjoys joking around with Ralf, while also keeping a watchful eye to prevent his friend from getting into trouble or engaging in destructive behaviours.

He’s fiercely loyal to Ralf, Heidern, Leona, and his comrades and friends, and will only consider betraying those close to him if presented with compelling reasons. He sympathises with Tequila, feeling that he unfairly bears the brunt of Gimlet's issues and is disappointed that Gimlet has forgotten many of the lessons he once learned from him. He serves as a father figure to Rumi, cherishing her company, particularly after a gruelling mission, and harbours concerns about her safety whenever she's deployed to the battlefield. He empathises with her struggles to overcome the trauma of losing her two closest friends, Chris and Alexander, and provides comfort during her darkest moments. He adores his pets, Sparky, a rambunctious and playful young charcoal Bengal cat with white “goggle” markings and black rosettes, and Mr. Kibleton, a grumpy but affectionate older chocolate smoke Exotic Shorthair cat. He’s devoted to giving them a happy and fulfilling life, providing attentive care and showering them with love and affection.

He has an incredibly close relationship with Leona, whom he views as the little sister he never had. He understands her struggles with forming social connections and respects her capabilities as a skilled fighter. He also holds her fearsome reputation in high esteem and values their mission partnerships, particularly when joined by Ralf and Fio. He maintains a warm rapport with Fio, appreciating her serene demeanour and exceptional culinary skills. Moreover, he actively supports her growth as a fighter, recognizing her aspirations to emulate the excellence of seasoned veterans Marco, Tarma, and Eri—a gesture Fio deeply appreciates. He regards Tequila as a wise, fatherly figure who inspires him, not just as a skilled covert agent and soldier, but also as someone who faces realistic struggles. He's genuinely surprised that Tequila hasn't retired yet, but understands that the Regular Army wouldn't readily let go of an esper with extensive military expertise.

He holds suspicions about the Regular Army's true activities behind the scenes. Certain things strike him as odd, such as special operatives being required to shoot innocent journalists on sight when they probe for classified information. He's also noticed that most people he's met, like Tarma and Alisa, seem brainwashed, displaying unwavering loyalty to the Regular Army and obliviousness to potential corruption. However, he keeps these thoughts private, having heard rumours that Regular Army whistleblowers face deadly consequences. Fearing for his safety, he prefers not to share his concerns with others.

Notably, aside from Ralf, he shows unexpected support and empathy towards those he genuinely cares about, offering a helping hand when they need it most. Clark is kind-hearted but brutally honest, harbouring a strong disdain for dishonesty, exploitation, and showboating. He has a low tolerance for liars, cheaters, and those who try to take advantage of him or his loved ones. With a keen eye for deceit, he isn't afraid to confront and expose wrongdoers, often calling them out in a blunt and uncompromising manner. He demonstrates significant respect for war veterans, elders, individuals he personally values as being heroic and level-headed, and authority figures who uphold moral justice.

He personally believes that everyone has the capacity to act in accordance with their own moral compass and make decisions based on their unique needs and values. Furthermore, he holds that every individual has an inherent and inalienable right to freedom and personal autonomy, and that suppressing this right is a violation of basic human dignity. It takes a lot for him to get angry, and when it happens, he appears menacing and difficult to approach. Clark gets easily annoyed when people do something he considers stupid or utterly absurd. He has a strong aversion to obstinate stubbornness and betrayal of trust, finding them frustrating and inconsiderate.

He's a light sleeper, prone to occasional sleep-talking and plagued by vivid nightmares that linger into the next day, haunting memories of the experiments he endured and the tragic loss of his parents and comrades. He has a melancholic and cynical side, and in the heat of battle, he sometimes trusts his instincts over strategic planning. Like Ralf, he enjoys diving headfirst into combat, using everything at his disposal, revealing his occasional impulsiveness and craving for adrenaline. He wouldn't hesitate to fiercely confront and verbally or physically shred anyone who tries to harm a child or one of his friends and comrades. He has some trauma that he's slowly coming to terms with, and a deep-seated fear of medical needles and laboratories, which causes him to panic when in their presence.

Backstory: Clarkeston Vince Stillwater was born on May 7, 1999 in Twillingate, Newfoundland and Labrador, Canada. He was born into a loving family that deeply valued the great outdoors, individual freedom, and their diverse expertise. His father, Kenrick Stillwater (commonly referred to as Kent), was a fisherman and a well-respected private detective, and his mother was a successful commercial photographer. He spent countless hours on fishing trips with his dad, Kent, who taught him the ins and outs of fishing, including which hooks and baits to use for each species. Kent also ignited his fascination with the criminal justice system and the complex psychology of criminals. Meanwhile, his mother nurtured his creative side, gifting him a digital camera and photo album on his sixth birthday. She guided him in taking professional-quality photographs, developing Polaroids, and exploring various photography genres.

At the age of 8, he tried out rugby and discovered a passion for the sport, although he only plays when he feels like it. He showed a natural talent for rugby, particularly when playing fullback during pickup games with friends in Crow Head at Sea Breeze Park. By the time he turned 11, he began regularly visiting a new library that had been built near his community two years earlier. He cherished the library's vast collection of intriguing books and the peaceful atmosphere, where patrons were genuinely quiet and respectful. His reading interests spanned various subjects, including criminology, military history, and the occult. He also enjoyed reading about secret societies, undercover operations, philosophical explorations of freedom, and ichthyology.

Before turning 12, he started experiencing symptoms such as persistent fatigue, chest pain, dizziness, recurring headaches, shortness of breath, and pulsatile tinnitus. As his condition worsened, he was forced to discontinue playing rugby altogether. This prompted concern from his parents, who quickly arranged a doctor's visit. Following a medical evaluation, he and his parents learned that he had been diagnosed with anemia, a blood disorder that runs in his father's family. The news disheartened him, but his parents did everything they could to keep him healthy, ensuring he received the best care for his condition. They encouraged him to continue pursuing his hobbies, focusing on those that were less physically taxing, such as reading and photography.

Despite his health complications, his life had been running smoothly, and he was doing alright in school, but this stability was short-lived. Just four months after his 14th birthday party, disaster struck. While he was asleep, his family home was engulfed in flames, set deliberately by unknown assailants seeking revenge against his father's refusal to comply with local criminal demands regarding fishing quotas. As the fire alarm blared, Clark caught a whiff of smoke and sprang out of bed, panic setting in as he heard the faint sound of firefighting sirens in the distance. In that harrowing moment, with smoke filling his lungs and fear gripping his heart, he experienced a sudden surge of energy coursing through his body.

Clark quickly ran out of his bedroom with his digital camera and photo album, desperately searching for his parents. But what he found was his mother, burning alive. Overcome with horror, he tried to exit the building, but the flames nearly trapped him. In a split second, he subconsciously summoned a harsh gust of wind, dissipating the flames and allowing him to escape. As he stumbled out, he saw Kent's lifeless body lying near the front porch, his throat slit and his face brutally stabbed multiple times. He broke down in tears, consumed by grief, cradling his father’s body in his arms. When the firefighters and police arrived, they were met with the devastating scene. One kind-hearted officer took Clark in, providing temporary shelter. Unbeknownst to him, the officer had also contacted the Regular Army. The next day, the Regular Army adopted him, providing shelter, food, clothes, and a new sense of purpose.

A few days after the incident, he received a revelation dream that unveiled his esper title and the key to unlocking his Super Devil form and harnessing his newfound abilities. However, the dream's cryptic nature left him struggling to fully grasp its meaning, hindering his ability to effectively wield his esper powers. Furthermore, he was physically weak due to his anemia, which made his esper training even more challenging and arduous. The Regular Army higher-ups took notice of his struggles and ordered the Amadeus Syndicate scientists to conduct experiments on him, aiming to enhance his abilities and overcome his limitations.

He doesn't recall much of this period in his life because he was constantly kept in a drowsy state. However, he recalls being injected with mysterious drugs that altered and reconstructed his muscles and brain chemistry, miraculously curing his anemia in the process. The experiments were agonising and left lasting scars, including charred bluish-black skin and stitches on his limbs. This incident would also cause him to have terrifying hallucinations, such as seeing blood pouring down the walls and hearing whispering voices that sang incoherent lullabies. It left him with a deep-seated fear of needles and laboratories as well as a profound mistrust of the Amadeus Syndicate. He discovered a new passion for wrestling and grappling, and began training in these disciplines to cope with the traumatising experiments, while also building his physical strength and self-defence skills.

During his basic training to become a peacekeeping scout for the Regular Army, he learned valuable lessons in discipline and camaraderie. However, he struggled to come to terms with intense feelings of abandonment and anger stemming from his parents' deaths. Tequila, noticing Clark's aloofness and difficulty connecting with others due to his timidity and unresolved trauma, approached him with kindness. He invited him to a trip to Yr Wyddfa in the Snowdonia region of North Wales, which Clark quietly accepted. The trip proved to be a turning point, as Tequila shared wise words on coping with his emotions and managing his past. From that day forward, Tequila became Clark's mentor, offering guidance and invaluable insights into the ways of a Regular Army soldier and Intelligence Agency agent.

After completing his training and successfully executing several missions as a tactical spy for the S.P.A.R.R.O.W.S. of the Intelligence Agency, Clark discovered a thriving mercenary group, the Ikari Warriors, was gaining popularity. He then attempted to resign from his position in the Regular Army, but initially faced resistance. However, following repeated requests, his superiors eventually accepted his resignation, recognizing that his unique expertise could be valuable in supporting the Ikari Warriors' missions by gathering crucial intelligence. He joined the Ikari Warriors after demonstrating his skills as a spy and esper by chasing down a disguised terrorist who had infiltrated the biennial tournament. He expressed his commitment to preserving global peace, earning his place among the team.

Upon joining, he befriended Leland and Eikichi, who were fascinated by his esper status and drawn to his kind and mellow demeanour. He also befriended Byron, bonding over their shared love of fishing. Clark’s heroics in single-handedly saving General Kawasaki's and 2nd Lieutenant Cook's mercenaries from a surprise counterattack by a powerful Mafia organisation earned him their respect. The news that the Ikari Warriors had recruited another esper caught his attention, but he was hesitant to approach Ralf. Later, they quickly became close friends after collaborating on a mission to take down a corrupt politician in Cambodia.

He frequently partnered with Ralf on numerous missions for the Ikari Warriors, including rescuing Elise, the U.S. President's daughter, from a criminal organisation and dismantling the Serapion Fellowship that was harming Latin America. He can recall a moment in Colombia where a Chocoan toadhead viper was preparing to bite Ralf from behind, but he effortlessly crushed it before it could strike. For his heroism in saving the President's daughter, he received a Medal of Honor, but he prefers to keep it private, as he dislikes drawing attention to himself. His unwavering loyalty and impressive successes as a fighter and spy earned him a promotion to Lieutenant Colonel.

However, he and Ralf suffered a series of devastating losses, including the deaths of General Kawasaki, 2nd Lieutenant Cook, Eikichi, Leland, and Byron in separate incidents, each of which was difficult to bear. During General Kawasaki's funeral, he remembered Tequila's words that the white magnolia symbolises deep, unspoken trust. He incorporated the flower into his attire as a reminder of his loyalty to those he cares about, both living and deceased. 

According to popular belief, following Ralf's pivotal role in preventing a Rebel Army takeover of the United States, Clark played a key part in collaborating with Leona and Heidern to draw the Regular Army's attention and persuade them to establish a mercenary branch, ultimately forming an alliance with the Ikari Warriors.

After the Extraterrestrial Alliance Clash, Clark was slated to embark on a mission with Alisa Stewart to thwart a new uprising and prevent the Pipovulaj Army and their allies from activating a weapon potentially built by the Tuatha Dé Danann. However, Alisa politely declined his assistance, believing he had more important tasks to attend to, which didn't seem to bother him at all. Despite missing the opportunity to collaborate with someone outside of the Ikari Warriors, he respected her decision and wished her good luck on her mission.