The name is a placeholder until I can think of something better, as I'm terrible with names. Also note that this character is supposed to be a character for a different roleplay entirely (Explaining the steampunk setting and this ever so confusing "Sound of Madness"), so don't bother too much with the background, though you are welcome to take as much of a crack at it as you are the rest. Know that most of this is rough, written over the course of two or three hours and only briefly looked over before posting it here.

Name: Joseph Vaelin Why not just call him Joseph Stalin/Valium?

Age: 26

Race: Human

Appearance: Joseph stands at a rough 5'9, perhaps a few inches taller then the average adult human METRIC f***, CAN YOU USE IT?. His hair is raven black and short Bad idea to ever use raven black, unless this is in going with an emo or goth theme, generally left alone, so long as it keeps out of his eyes. His eyes are green, the only distinct feature on his otherwise normal face. His skin-tone is rather average despite living in the scorching sun of a desert for many years.Three sentences starting with "his" is a sign that you need to LERN2VARYURSENTENCESTRUCTURE He normally wears a simple black cloth shirt which was, of course ripped, though these were only small, subtle ones, and over it a thin brownish Bad-ish, be more specific. Tan? Dark? Dirt? Sand? Light? leather coat with various large pockets on the inside, battered and worn from multiple years of use. Usually he has a leather sack slung over his shoulder, as well, made out of the same leather his coat is, and in just as bad a condition Surely you could use an idiom here. His pants, however, Are you missing somethin here? simple leather leggings (of the same type, of course), and seem to be in as good shape. His shoes are equally generic, simple boots of indeterminate colour fit for harsh terrain. Often when handling his weapons he will wear simple leather gloves to prevent getting burned try using "burns". His rifle, the "Karsk" as he has grown fond of calling it, is perhaps the most valuable thing he holds "owns" perhaps?, often slung over his shoulder and on his back with "by" could work better a leather strap. It is made out of a light oak, often polished to give it a sheen. Strapped to his left leg is a blackwood scabbard, a seemingly generic hilt sticking out of it.
You need to stop using generic, <generic use of Lord's name in vain>

Equipment: Joseph sports a modified bolt-action rifle he simply calls the "Karsk". This rifle in particular is fit with a large scope, and, through several sheets of glass and metal, is able to zoom in and unzoom out up to 20x magnification. As such it is rather bulky. The main selling point, however, is it's ability to pressurize and heat materials within it's barrel, thus allowing him to make ammo out of almost anything. This is done through a magical fire, heating the chamber which then the chamber "compressing" compresses the material into a rough bullet-form "projectile". This, of course, takes steam "uses" is a better verb, which the gun also generates via a particularly hot chemical compound I'd say "exothermic chemical reaction" but that's just the chemist in me speaking in conjunction with the magical fire. As such, it tends to heat up, though not to the extent the wood begins to burn I'm assuming its magic or pressure that allows for this.. Nonetheless it is very self-sufficient and far more powerful then than standard flintlock-design "blackpowder" rifles. In his sack he keeps a small box of high-caliber calibre bullets of the traditional sense, though they are small in number, and several sizes of different materials to turn into makeshift ammo.

Additionally, Joseph has a strange sword kept in a black, wooden scabbard on his left leg. A barbed chain travels along the entirety of it's blade, ending at a leather-wrapped wooden hilt. On the back of the hilt is a small, red button, placed accurately for easy access (and, more importantly, grip). The blade itself is covered with gears of various sizes on both sides, making it quite hefty. When the button is pressed the gears begin to turn, initially given life by steam, then kept turning further through minor enchantments. Then, the chain begins spinning rapidly, effectively forming a "Chainsaw-sword". ITS A CHAINSWORD! Despite it's power, it is very difficult to control, being powered by an unholy mixture of both steam and gearworks, sometimes too much power will be generated and the sword will, in simple terms "kick". It isn't the most reliable melee arm, but it tends to get the job done.

Background: Joseph had, before the mess "debacle", "disaster", "echoes" of the Sound of Madness, lived in the City of Steam, given the name "Valonel" after it's founder, Valonel Firvyne. This great city was made completely out of sheets of metal and glass, powered by steam and it's almost infinite uses. Of course, this city being the pinnacle of technology of the time, it was only natural that this city was one of the few completely unfazed "untouched", "unaffected" by the Sound of Madness, interestingly enough made by the very same people who had founded the city. He had lived in a small neighbourhood and an equally small house with his wife and two children (which, interestingly enough, had happened a few short years before You're using "interestingly enough" too close to each other), finding work in making and selling gears, this being something of a family business. When the Sound of Madness had come, it echoed off the cold steel the city was made from and drove many to death, and many more to insanity. Joseph was one of the handful to survive mostly unscathed, though his family was not as lucky as he had been. They had perished with the Sound, found huddled in a cellar corner. Joseph had survived in the now silent city by scavenging and hunting before setting off into the desert sands that surrounded the city, eventually taking up residence in a small, green village by the name of "Balrurl". He lived here for many years, until the Sound of Madness began to play again and finally brought him to attempt to destroy it, or at least end his life trying, some replace "some" with "a"sense of blind revenge driving him forward.

Opinions in bold.
Corrections in italics and strikeouts.

why is black hair a bad idea when tons of people go for silver hair?

Its the "raven" I don't like. That and a raven can be albino.

Metric is for losers. Learn to think like a dumbass American for once...

(Even though I'm pretty sure you aren't in the US.)

Why would I want to think like a dumbass American? I mean its Kyzak and he isn't that much of a dumbass in the first place.

so uh, did you leave out the part where he's half dragon?