Characters Bios Collection Thread

[Poison]

Poison

Crey Industries Liquidation File P-06e223

Joaquin Myrkky was a college student who volunteered for one of Crey's regular street experiments. The human body consists of water to 98%, and sadly the so called "vaccination" caused Joaquin's bodily water to become a deadly poison. After accidentally annihilating his own family with his evolving toxic aura that very night, Crey Industries' SPSU (superpowered special unit) took the deranged teenager in custody. The newly gained poisonous emission were of no interest for Crey and the Paragon Protectors though, so the SPSU decided to forward the confused youth to the international mercenaries known as the Malta Group. The boy was trained as one of the group's assassins in the Gunslinger division. A special suit was built which sealed his body off hermetically and collected his sweat in containers, built into his battle gaunlets, a gas mask filtering his breath. Simple finger movements caused the gauntlets to bundle and spray the poison, creating different effective weapons ranging from clouds to oozes.

Since Myrkky was no "volunteer", his training included a cerebral instruction depthing (by Chipset C5-B4E) and he soon became one of Malta's most efficient solo agents, specialized in mass assassination missions, codename Poison.

During one of the Far East assignments, Poison's brainchip was damaged though, causing him memorial flashbacks. He realised his past actions in the name of the Malta and boiling with rage decided to rebel against his slavedrivers. Keeping the special suit the Malta had created for him, including the unique mask and the teleporting device, he registered as hero in Paragon City to purge for his sins. Only shortly after becoming a hero, he joined the young supergroup entitled "The Centurions" and has since become their third in command.

Myrkky still posesses his SPSU combat suit. Sources say that his teleportal device and the stealth fabrics were damaged, but it may be only a matter of time until he finds a way to repair them.

Update 140804-E12
Urgent Notification! Teleportal device and stealth suit now intact! For further information on tech specifics see equipment files T-943 and SF-9404D.

Danger! Hero holds extreme grudge against Crey Industries and is willing to use lethal force!
The SPSU and Malta commitees have authorized the liquidation of this schismatical individual.

[Poison]

Enigmus

Hero name: Enigmus
Real name: Patrick Krolikowski
Gender: Male
Age: 24
Weight: immaterial/weightless
Origin: Magic
Archetype: Controller
Body type: Skinny
Powers: Psychic Abilities, Kinetics, Invisibility, Manipulation, Teleportation, Flight

Biography:
Patrick Krolikowski was a good man. Its just that the life was a little hard on him. He had friends. They were the bad guys. Patrick always wanted to have a normal life, but that was no option for him. His friends made him do things, that weren't necesairly always good. Sometimes he had to beat somebody until he fainted, or rob a bank. But if he would have resisted, his friends would have killed him. Once, they told him to kill a small girl - the mayor's daughter. And he almost did it. But he just couldn't pull the trigger. His mob partner was standing next to him. He never trusted Patrick. He always thought that he's a wimp. It was in a dark alley. When the partner noticed that Patrick can't do it, he took out the gun and tried to kill her by himself, but when Patrick looked in the girl's innocent, scared little eyes, he knew he had to do something.
While the bullet already started flying straight to the girl's head, Patrick jumped, covered the girl with his own body and started shooting to the partner. It was all happening in a fraction of a second. His partner has hit him in the chest, and Patrick's shot missed. Unfortunately the ricochet has hit a innocent pedestrian. When Patrick was almost dead, lying on the ground, he pulled one last shot, and killed his partner. Then he only said to the girl to run and after a couple of seconds, died. And so three dead bodies were found. But the girl was saved.

However, it was not the end of story, but only the beginning.

In a single second, Patrick was revived. Or at least the thought he was. He started flying, seeing he's own body lying on the ground with blood all over it. Then, he saw the whole city form the bird's eye view. Then the whole planet. A moment later, everything became dark. Patrick never saw anything as dark as what he saw then. Afterwards he noticed a little bright star, far away form where he was. So far, that he could hardly see it. But then he felt the urge to go there. He felt that he must go there. And so he did. It took him a million ears and less than a second at the same time to get there. He was very happy do be near the light, but he didn't knew exactly why. And then he noticed that the light is actually a person. A light blue face, and a glowing body. He was wearing something like the things monks wear. The hood was covering his head, but Patrick could see his face very clearly. Then the glowing entity started speaking. He wasn't moving he's mouth. Patrick just felt what that person wanted to say. He felt, that the person was a little disappointed with his life, he could do much more good to the world. Instead, he did things that made the world a worse place to live in. At the end, he killed a person. Even two. And one of them was innocent at that. But he did it all and even sacrificed his own life, just to save a little girl. And that was a sign, telling that he was sorry for all that he did in the past. That he was almost ready for the ultimate reward. Then Patrick thought: "almost? why almost?". And the response showed up in his head by itself: "You can't be rewarded yet. You still need to make the world a better place. When you succeed, we will see..."

And then, he saw earth again. And then a city. But it wasn't his city. And he heard a voice: "From now on, you will be called Enigmus, as you have no name. This is Paragon City. You are not a human anymore. We have given you an astral form, to fulfill your potential and give you an advantage against others. You will be defending it for the next million years. It, and all the cities where it's citizens' reincarnations will live. You must protect the people of this city and defend them from the evildoers and mobs you ware once part of, to complete your task. And then, you will be ready..."

And so, Enigmus was born.

[Vendel]

Vendel

To come.

[Astro_Creep]

The Astro Creep

(To come as soon as I write a new origin :chuckle: )

[Jaidain]

Rune Star

From a very young age, Josey always was daddy's little girl. She admired him so much for as long as she can remember. From the time she could crawl she'd follow him around everywhere, and she was his pride and joy. As far back as she could remember she would go with him on base, to award ceremonies, parades, his lab, and anywhere that she could go with him.

Josey would even follow her father around the house and mimic his drill practicing. By the time she was eight she had each drill down perfectly. Kurtis would sit back and watch Josey, laughing at how well she could run through each drill.

At the age of fourteen she would spend more time with her father on the base. His work often times would keep him there more than home and Josey was more than willing to go hang out at the lab with him. She always made sure that her own homework was finished before watching her father with extreme fascination over the projects he was working on. Several times while he was puzzled, Josey would point out alternatives to the projects and offer opinions which often, in the end, worked out better than it could of without her advice.

One night, while working late in the lab with her father, Kurtis took a small break to run down to the vending machines to grab some snacks. While going over the data they had been working on, Josey heard a very strange hiss like sound coming from the other room. Quietly she walked over towards the door and peeked in. Behind a thick layer of glass was a strange glowing being. Something that Josey had never seen before in her life. Taking a look around to make sure her father hadn't snuck in, she slipped through the door. The shadows from the being caused the lights to dance around in the room. She knew she should be frightened, but she felt otherwise. Slowly she walked up to the glass, staring at the being. It stared back. Time seemed to slip by as she continued to stare at the being. There was a deep connection she felt with it, though she could not figure out how or why. With the click of the door, she jumped, spinning on her heels and quickly made her way back to the other room. Slipping in before her father had noticed she was gone.

Over the next few years, Josey would slip into that room where the being was held and sit for hours watching it. One night her father caught her in the room and had asked her how long she knew it was there. She told him. As time went on she was allowed to watch what the scientists would do with the being, the tests they'd run.

The thing that Josey did not know was that there had been an arrangement made. Seeing how there was a connection between Josey and the creature. The creature bargained with the scientists. They could run all the tests they wanted to on it, if the creature was allowed to bond with Josey. They agreed, not knowing how Josey would deal with this. Her father at first did not want this connection to happen between the two, but then realized she had been chosen for a higher purpose. He gave his permission hoping for only the best.

As the time had gone on, there had been a strong wordless bond built between Josey and the creature. The day Josey turned 18, she was granted full access to the room. Security said now that she had turned the legal age, she could be granted this. Believing what they said she was more than happy to accept this. The room's security included full access to be close to the being if she wished.

A week later, Josey was asked by Dr. Sheraton if she wished a greater contact with the being. Josey couldn't resist the offer and pressed the button to open the door. Walking in the room where the creature was she was promptly greeted by the creature. It had moved very quickly over to her. Almost faster than anyone had expected it to move. Josey held her hand out to it and as the creature touched her with one of the tentacles. A blinding flash of bluish-purple light filled the room the moment Josey and the being touched. Rays of light shot out from Josey's eyes as the merge completed. She was now the host to the Kheldian. Collapsing to the floor, Josey lay unconscious and remained in a coma for weeks. When she awoke, Josey could remember nothing.

[rouxe]

Name: Markus Ro. AKA The Spark Alchemist
Ht: 6’
Wt: 175lbs
Hair: Blond
Eyes: Blue (glasses)
Blood Type: A
Powers: Fire Alchemy, Bio-Alchemy

The Spark Alchemist was originally from a world where Alchemy was a science, not a form of magic. Markus Ro was named the spark alchemist after he passed the national alchemist exams and became a national state alchemist. While he specialized in fire alchemy, he also dabbled in human transmutation, a form of alchemy that was forbidden to attempt. That’s where his troubles started. He finally put his use to bio-alchemy and human transfiguration knowledge. He failed, and for his sins, he was thrown into this world. Now he’s here, seeking a way back to his own world through what he calls, ‘the gate’.

[G-Nome]

Hero name: Avatar
Real name: Joel O. Martin
Gender: Male
Age: 22
Weight: 190
Origin: Magic
Archetype: Blaster
Body type: Athletic
Powers: Electrical Blast, Electrical manipulation, Flight, and Invisibility.
Biography:

Avatar was born as Joel, a native of Argentina that came to the US to finish his studies in Architectural Design. Life was good for Joel, fun, lots of girls, and no worries, almost perfect. He got involved with Green Peace, and activelly helped the organization, his goal was to one day develope more earth councious energy efficient buildings. It was in this organization that he met Sarah, who would be his fiance.

The day before his graduation he was ready to pop the big question, which he had no doubt as to what the answer would be. The night went perfect, dinner, dancing, and finally a late night walk in the park. It was at this moment that his life changed forever. Joel turned to Sarah to ask the question when they heard screams comming from the bushes far to their right. Sarah told him to ignore it, that they had to get out of there, but Joel could not. Joel told Sarah to go and get help, get the police and come back with them, that he was just going check it out and that he would be fine.

He followed the screams untill he came to a clearing in the field, and what he saw terrified him. A girl laid flat on the ground, tied to spikes on the ground, and 3 hooded figures chanted while slowly slicing her flesh, not deep, just enough to draw blood and get her to scream. He wanted to run, but could not, the agony of her screams was stronger than his fear. He grabbed a large tree branch and rushed in, bashing one of the hooded figures in the head. Immediatelly freeing the girl from her binds. To his horror, the hooded figures were not comon thugs, their eyes glowed and their faces had a look of insanity. Joel told the girl to run, run and don't stop, that he would try and hold them for as long as he could. He did not last long. He was quickly taken down and they proceeded to complete the ritual with him instead. They tortured him, and cut him, while draining his life essence untill he was no more.

By the time his would be fiance arrived with the police all they found was his lifeless, manggled body staked to the ground. He was taken to the morgue.

In the darkness he heard a voice, a sweet voice that told him he was to be her vessel. The voice told his to arrise, to take on her power and fight those who would hurt others as they had hurt me. She told him she was a force of nature searching for a worthy vessel to be her Avatar on earth, and he had been chosen. Awaken, awaken and seek Yin, the father of the elements, and he will show you the way. Joel woke up in the morgue, and immediatelly left the building.

His first instinct was to run to his fiance, to tell her he was alive. But when he got ther she was crying, and his picture laid on the ground. When she turned and saw him she screamed, she was terrified of him. Neighbors came in and attacked him, and when he defended himself electricity crackled all over the room, and his hair and skin took abluish tone, he ran out the window, and to his surprise, flew.

Joel was dead, life as he knew it was no more. He had to find this Yin, and learn about his new purpose, learn to be the Avatar.

[G-Nome]

Hero name: G-Nome
Real name: Javier F. Martin
Gender: Male
Age: 25
Weight: 180 (2 tons)
Origin: Mutation (Science)
Archetype: Tanker
Body type: Gargantuan Male
Powers: Rock Armor, Stone Mele, Super Jump, and Body Mastery.
Biography:

It all began in what seemed like any other day in his little town of El Gordo in Colombia. He was working the fields with his father like he did every day, see he did not go to school like other kids, well because he was not like other kids. He was barelly 16 years of age and barely 4 feet tall, and disproportionally muscular. This led to Javier being the subject of much cruelty and name calling. His look and the fact that he was always dirty and working the land led him to be known in his town as El Nomo (The Gnome).

The bells rang and everyone in town knew what that ment, the militia was comming, and only trouble followed them, they were always after the farmers to grow their coca crops but the town had managed to avaiod that faith so far. Everyone in town went into hiding, living the town like a ghost town. The Militia roamed the streets and ransacked the houses, screamming for people to come out. Then a little girl came accross the street to them, she was looking for her mother who had lost her in the commotion. The militia grabbed the girl and screamed that unless the mother and father came out she would not see tomorrow. The Mother came out running, and so did Javiers mother for she was her friend and the towns most respected teacher. They slapped them around a bit untill Don Hector could take it no more, he also came out and told the brutes to leave, he told them that he would never grow coca, and that if anyone in this town ever did he would notify the government. Javier came out as soon as he heard his father starting to say this, he knew he had to stop him or they would kill him, but before he got to him they shot him, point blank in the forehead, he dropped as Javier got to him. His mother cried incontrolably, as the Militia men laughed.

They awoke a rage in Javier that he had never felt before, something snapped, changed and it was about to be noticed, his mutant genes had barelly shown a little extra normal strenght, but now, now it was different. The militia men mocked him, called him a freak and a dwarf,"what are you gonna do little man, bite our ankles" and laughed. Then they grabbed his mother again and put a gun to her head. They said that they were going to kill her too, as a lesson for the town, and that nobody could do anything about it. Without hessitation Javier punched the man holding his mother right in the face, but the shear force of the blow totally destroyed the mans face, as if he had hit a wall going 50 miles an hour, and he went flying. The few seconds of surprise was enough to allow Javier to take out several militia men before they retaliated, but when they did they did in force, shooting at him and striking him several times. His little body fell to the ground in a pool of blood. Then the most amazing thing happened, the earth seemed to swallow him, like if it was a mother protecting her child!

Soldiers came out of the woods, attacking the militia. Apparentlly they U.S. special Forces had been tracking this militia men in relation to a Drug Cartel operation. They rescued the town and Med Evac Javier to their HQ. The soldiers reported what they had witnessed and the government took an interest in young Javier. As he recovered he met a man by the name of Cade AKA Caduceus, who helped him in his recovery and helpped him learn about his abilities, for he himself was also a mutant, but with the abilities to heal and affect the mind. the two became friends, and later Javier accepted his offer to join him in a special Task Force of Super Powered Soldiers.

Unknown to them both the Task Force was actually a front for another organization who coveted Super Powered beings for their own purposes, a division of Cray Industries. After several missions were the team proved their effectiveness, and power, they were taken in for what they were told was a routine evaluation. Following they were subdued and studied, then dissected some and experimented upon, for ways of duplicating and enhancing their abilities. Many of the team died during this experiments. Javier overheard the scientist reffering to them as their numerical code name with the G prefix, for genetics experimentation. They called him G3. They Poked and prodded and expossed him to a seriel of alkaloids and radiation traetments, untill one day something went wrong, severlly wrong for them. After a treatment of Alkaloids and radiation in wich he felt his body was burning from within they took a fluid sample for the data was going of the charts, immediatelly the ground started shacking, Little Javier could feel the earth calling him, pulling at him like a magnet. The Force was so strong that his restrains collapsed and he fell to the ground, where his body changed, the earth seemed to rebuild Javier into a huge mass of rock, from barelly 4 feet tall to more than 7 feet tall, and bulgging with muscles. He could feel the incredible strenght and the conection he now had with the earth. It was their demise, he took out the whole facility single handedly without effort, his new body was almost imprevious to harm, and his strenght dealt lethal blows. He found Cage, barelly alive, and fussed with many machine like attachments, obviouslly he had also been subject to their attrocities, but his healing abilities helped keep him alive.

After they both recovered they decided to move to Paragon City, where they could use their new abilities for the greater good. Cade gave Javier his hero name, G, for the genetic experiment that had turn him into this huge tank, and mixed with his old nickname, gnome. G-Nome would be his name. Toghether they joined the Paragons of Justice and fought evil in many forms untill it was time for G-Nome to move on, following the call of nature he searched for a greater hero known as the father of the elements, maybe he could help him learn more about the earth that nurtured him, maybe he could help him reach his ultimate potential.

[Sechmeth]

Sechmeth

See crey file. (click it!)

Else: she loves metal, is a very good cook, and likes to worry about everyone and everything. She is very nosy, and since her goddesses has left her, she leads a nearly normal life with her BF, Sabbath.

[Sechmeth]

Tilia

She is a tree that chose human form to escape from Hamidon. She is very shy and likes to learn more about humans, asking sometimes strange questions.
Poison has accepted to be her teacher and mentor. She lives in the HQ and looks for the plants there.

(see crey file.)

[Yin]

Yin

Personal Data

Name: X’hanti Kh’anti
Identity: Public
Other Aliases: Father of the Elements, Sensai, Master
Occupation: Hero, Reserve Member of the Freedom Phalanx
Legal Status: Citizen
Marital Status: Widower
Known Relatives: Sky Eventide (daughter), Terra (mother), Ventulus (mother), Aquariel (mother), Incendia (mother)
Date of Birth: UNKNOWN – Is estimated to have been born before the Sumerians became the first civilization.
Place of Birth: Merewether
Base of Operations: Paragon City, Rhode Island

His birth is impossible to date, but we know for fact that X’hanti Kh’anti is older than the earth itself. He was born after The Great Divide, the only war recorded in the Chronicles of Rajin, the creator of X’hanti’s home planet, Merewether. After Merewether was divided into four different hemispheres (Volcera, Mysthia, Galecia, Roseburn), Rajin crafted four goddesses out of the essences of the elements as he did in the same manner he crafted the Guardians of Tempestria. Sisters they were, and each was given reign over each hemisphere and its people. All was well with Merewether until an epidemic with the goddesses had seemed to strike. The four of them became impregnated, but had no idea how. Twenty-four hours later each bore a single elemental specter respective of which element they were able to control. Fifteen minutes afterwards, the four specters merged into one producing a single, flesh-bound wailing child.

His training had began immediately. As stated in the Chronicles of Rajin, anyone of royalty who bore a child would be held responsible for raising that child to become the next deity(ies) to reign over the land of Merewether. Xh’anti learned everything from the different languages of Merewether to being able to control the four main elements at will—but his mothers knew that controlling all four elements wasn’t his true gift. Then it had been discovered. On an eerie night the young Xh’anti dreamt of terrible things, and mistakenly, his thoughts merged with the meteorological patterns causing various, strange weather that evening. He woke the next morning to find his mothers beside his bed ready to take him out for the day, but it was going to be a different day. There was no more turning a flame into a fire beast. No more talking to the various species of the earth. It was now time to communicate with the wind, and learn to control the weather—a gift no one has seen since the creation of Merewether.

Ten years later, Yin was able to call forth anything. When Merewether’s natural weather produced rain, he could make it sunny. When the heat got too gruesome, he could generate the coolest of breezes. His skill had become flawless, and it made his mothers proud; however, they knew his training in Merewether just wasn’t enough to prepare him to take the throne when his time was to come. So without hesitation, Yin was sent to earth. Where he wound up was his business, but his mothers came to the realization that evil was abundant on the planet, and he needed to experience such things for his own good.

Note: More information can be found in Crey Industries Report.

[Super Nova]

Patient File

Name: John Doe
Identity: Public
Other Aliases: Super Nova-
Occupation: N/A
Legal Status: In patient
Marital Status: N/A
Known Relatives: N/A
Date of Birth: October 4
Place of Birth: Montreal
Base of Operations: Paragon City, Rhode Island

The subject presents as a stable, helpful, friendly individual. He appears normal in most respects, except his physique is remarkably developed. He also occasionally appears to discharge large amounts of energy.

Patient also exhibits delusions and paranoid episodes. He consistently claims to be invincible, also claiming to be a super hero named 'Super Nova'. Episodes of manic demetia are punctuated by periods of extreme exhaustion.

Recommend medication dosage increase to 1500 mg, with close monitoring.
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exerpt from medical file recovered from hospital rubble

[BoneRender]

*warning.... I like to write... this is sorta long*

I was a normal guy, just like anybody. Had a wife. Beautiful daughter. 9 to 5 job that paid the bills and gave me the weekends to what I pleased. Why did the Circle of the Thorns want anything to do with my family?

I woke up one evening to find my wife wasn't in the bed next me. I didn't think much of it, I figured she went down for a midnight snack. I was going to suprise her. As I crept into the hallway, my world was shattered. A pair of loud footsteps behind me, and the whizzing release of a crossbow bolt were the only prelude to the ambush that occured. I felt it peirce my neck, and knew for sure I was dead.

With what I thought was my dying grasp, I spun full around to see my attacker fleeing. The robed figure was carrying my daughter quitely in his arms. He lept from the hall window, and took to the air without a sound. Then my sight faded to darkness. I tried to whisper a prayer, but I couldn't find the will to make my lips take breath.

When I next woke, I was in a hospital room. The bright lights hurt my eyes, and it took me moment to adjust, and realize who was standing over me. My first thought was this must be the face of god. Then I realized it was only my friend Kandy. She explained to me that my wife and child had both been taken, and that I was paralyzed from the neck down, at the c - 7 vertebra. I was most likely never going to be able to breath again without the help of a ventilator. Walking or moving my arms would take even more than a miracle.

Sometimes miracles happen. Even someone who's seen the worst like me can admit that. Other times, science has to pick up the slack. A young woman, who reveiled herself only as Dr. Isotope offered me a new chance. A startling new medical procedure she had been working on that would give me use of my arms and legs through cybernetic implants in my shoulers. I hastely agreed, and she had me drugged. amd immediatly transported to her "facility", which I realized later was nothing more than an abandoned warehouse, used by the council for their twisted experiments of science and the occult.

Isotope did as promised, but she gave me a darker gift as well. She imbued my new enhancements with the power of dark energy. She was about to preform some strange rite that I fear might have made me into one of their warwolfs. I woke a moment too soon, and easily foiled that plot. Breaking their restraints was far too easy with my new found strength and reflexes. Wow, these implants didn't just give me back my movement, they improved it.

Sometimes I wonder if they wanted me to escape. Sometime, I know that if they truely wanted to make me a monster they would have, and that makes me afriad of what else they may have done while I was under the knife. Are they tracking me? Am I carrying some disease? I've done my best not too worry too much, but it's too hard not to wonder.

My normal life is gone, and all I have left is the search for my wife and daughter. I've learned the easiest way not to think about what has happened to me is to carry the fight back to the villians who did this to me. I've battle the circle at every possible turn, and I've taken down warwolves like they were sheep, and I was the wolf. Still, no sign of Isotope, or my wife, of my child. So I keep searching.

They tell me the name BoneRender doesn't sound like a superhero. That it's too dark. Too viscious. News flash, have you seen my gloves. They didn't start out black at the tips. Thats char marks from channeling the dark energy that courses through me. Don't get me wrong, I'm not viscious at all. I'm a nice guy when you get to know me. Thing is, these criminals we fight, they breed fear. It's how they keep the mortal herds in their control. Everyday people are too afraid to just call the cops, so they turn away from injustice. I figure, thats the best tactic I've ever seen. So I embrased what I've become. The darkness is a tool. Fear makes your enemies question their every move. Makes them weak. When I put on the cape and go out for patrol, I am fear.

I've learned that it's a better thing in this world to die for justice, than live in apathy. Still, thats not why I'm a hero. I'll never stop looking for my wife and child. I'll never stop doing everything I can to see that no one else is taken from their simple life. A troll once told as I took him in, "You can't change the world cape, why don't you give it up." I don't do this to change the world. I do this so the world doesn't change me. I'll never forget....