DISCLAIMER: I did not draw this. For I am a writer, not an artist.
However, I forwarded this challenge to my collaborator, Portland's Lukas Ketner, because it's totally up his alley and I figured he might need something to warm up with today. And he let me know I should post it here.
Here's Lukas' Captain J. (I sent him the link, and he'll at least lurk in the thread. So if you want to shower him with compliments, I promise he will see them.)
I kinda saw him as Hugh Hefner via a brick shithouse. Notice the knob-gun. Bollocks to the sidekicks. Justice goes alone!
With a little research, I discovered Murray Roberts, aka Robert Murray, aka Robert Murray Graydon, son of Willliam Murray Graydon also wrote some later adventures of Sexton Blake following on from his father; and as Robert Murray, wrote a short story called Hobo Fighter.
@the12s: "a short story called Hobo Fighter" . . . I'm not sure what I like better: A guy who goes around busting hobo-heads, or some kind of hobo ninja who defends his fellows.
I honestly don’t know how it happened. I inadvertently broke the habit of a lifetime and resisted an open invitation to go insane. Initial sketches were generously endowed with bakelite prostheses and curious side arms, but that unfashionable maxim justice is blind kept elbowing it’s way to the fore. Before I knew it, Jack Birkett and Zatoichi were dominating centre stage and all the fetching paraphernalia was on the cutting room floor. I’ll get help. I promise I’ll get help.
My idea was this is the same guy who's been around since the 50's, and been through hell. He likes to wear the old uniform though, or what's left of it. He doesn't get around as well as he used to, so he uses an exoskeleton/mech to compensate, He'll probably need to upgrade his legs in another year or so..