Genius.
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| Subject: Onyx Sat May 17, 2014 12:59 am | |
| Character Sheet -Basic-Name: Onyx Secret identity: Zeke Jones Race: Human Age: Twenty-OneDay Job: He works as a writer for the newspaper. Character alignment: Chaotic GoodCares and Hates
Cares: Freedom. Wants: Humanity to be restored. Needs: Training. Hate: The Government, The President, War. Fear: Complete chaos in the world. Passion: Following his own law. -LooksAppearance: Dressed in black overcoat, the end of the coat is swooping just above the ground underneath. The inside of the collar a dark green. To cover his hands, he wears dark gloves with gray palms that also cover the inside of the fingers, made of leather that match his boots, tattered from his many chases against 'criminals'. He wears a completely white mask, except for the line for the 'lips' which is a dark red, and a bent art of purple 'lightning' crossing the left eye hole. ] He dHeight: 5'10" Weight: 180 cm-Important Info-Personality: With the Ultigene, his personality is simple. He turns angry, and all reasoning is locked away in the deep confines of his mind. This is the downside of the syrum that can be considered a drug, closer to 'steroids' more than anything. When this is worn off or he has not used it yet,Background: His mother was a crack addict herself, and they lived in a tore down apartment somewhere in New York City. His father was some kind of rich 'kingpin' and even though he was filthy rich he did not help them out, only a bit, coming every month and shooting out a 100 dollar bill, which his mother used to by drugs, filling the empty space that not even Zeke seemed to fill by being her son. Now at the age of fifteen, he went on the corner of his block. Taking some of his mother's drugs, he attempted to sell the filth to provide for him and his mother. This turned into him fighting for his turf, with the small little knife he took from his kitchen before he ran off into the night. The fight was ruthless, fighting off the two grown men by cutting at them, maybe cutting of a finger or two. Now that he had fought for his turf, he successfully began to sell the drugs on the corner, being able to buy himself new clothing, and along with his mother. She soon began to provide for herself after she went to rehab and had gotten her own job. One day, the two men had come back. Only with backup, their own kingpin..The kingpin turned out to be nothing but his father. Forced to do horrible things because of his money being in jeopardy, he grasped Zeke's knife, and cut a straight scar down from the right corner of his forehead to the left side of his bottom chin area. After this, the two men took him away. His father stormed into the house, only to kill his mother in her sleep by shooting her in the chest as she slept. All of the money and drugs Zeke sold were taken away, and they escaped, leaving Zeke knocked out. When he woke up, it was obvious. He couldn't stay there. The cops were already showing up. At the age of fifteen he became a wanderer throughout New York City. The drug Ultigene was not yet released to the streets, and he did not plan on it. At the age of seventeen, he was introduced to it. It seemed he was blessed, but how? Nothing else but witchcraft and science. The tube with the skull and bones crossing underneath it was rolling upon the street. Desperate to try a new drug.. he inserted the needle inside of him. The liquid of black seeped inside of him, and immediately, his mindset was changed. He was already dressed in the dark trenchcoat, and the mask stolen from a dollar store. Jumping building to building with his newfound acrobatic skills [Training within a gym, self trained, expired by comics ] All he did that night was continue to confront criminals and get beat up. But then the drug kicked in. His strength was enormous, and the ground under him broke the last time he landed. The fists that he threw out sloppily were jaw breaking, and it wasnt even all of his strength. After beating up a gang of Bloods, he escaped into the shadows of a homeless man's shelter. He slept there, and continued to sleep there. Sharing food with the man for a couple of years. Finally saying goodbye to him at the age of twenty-one, he went out into New York City and found himself a job, as a writer for the newspaper.. ]-Powers -
SuperPowers: Ultigene gives him super strength which is near the strength of the juggernaut, and at this state he is able to adapt and overcome to pain. Though later on it will hurt him, after the drug wears off. He has trained in the arts of tai chi, only using this to calm himself. This has increased his agility, and flexibility.
Weakness: He has a whole store of Ultigene, at his small apartment, but once he runs out of that, he will have to rely on his own strength.Gear: Underneath the cloak there is a completely black desert eagle, and a ballistic knife passed down from his father to him in secrecy, before he left. -Roleplay Sample-STAFF FILLS THIS OUT!Power: Beginner/Novice/Adept/Advanced/Expert/MasterWeapon Skill: Beginner/Novice/Adept/Advanced/Expert/MasterLogic: Beginner/Novice/Adept/Advanced/Expert/MasterDurability: Beginner/Novice/Adept/Advanced/Expert/MasterSpeed: Beginner/Novice/Adept/Advanced/Expert/MasterCombat Skill: Beginner/Novice/Adept/Advanced/Expert/MasterTech Skill: Beginner/Novice/Adept/Advanced/Expert/MasterCredit to TheFrost | |
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Genius.
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| Subject: Re: Onyx Sat May 17, 2014 12:59 am | |
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Zenaki ಠ_ಠ Watcher
Posts : 128 Age : 30 Location : The Multiverse
| Subject: Re: Onyx Sat May 17, 2014 1:04 am | |
| Approved at a 6-6 tier.
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Power: Novice Weapon Skill: Advanced Logic: Adept Durability: Expert Speed:Adept Combat Skill: Expert Tech Skill: Beginner | |
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