[hider=Marcus/DoomsDay]Name:Marcus Blain


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Alias:DoomsDay

[u]Origin[/u]: 

[hider=Origin]Bertron was an alien scientist who operated on the planet Krypton many thousands of years ago. He sought to create the ultimate life form. His first experiments however failed, but Betron cultivated cells from the dead experiment and infused them into his next test subject. This subject also died, but Betron, undeterred, repeated the process over and over again. Ultimately, after forty years of work and multiple test subjects, his experiments were met with success.

The life form, Possessing genetic memory from it's predecessors Adapted to the environment it was set in, Prehistoric Krypton but not in the way Betron was expecting. The new life form, though possessing Predator traits seemed to attach itself to Pray, turning them into Predators and using them to kill anything he found to be a threat, being immune to any killing methods Betron had used before it turned it's sights onto Betron. It, instead of killing him attached itself to him and fled Krypton.   

Upon the discovery of Superman the U.S Government decided that more funds should be put into space exploration, after all they didn't want something like this to surprise them again. So they, along with S.T.A.R. Labs started to develop plans for better space exploration using drones and machines much more advanced than the ones currently in use. And in early 2015 R&D pushed back because of the Apokolips invasion. The first space drone known as Hyperion. It explores the solar system, almost getting to Jupiter until connection was lost, after this they went back to the drawing board. Exactly two months later something is heading for earth, quickly they identify it as Hyperion. But somethings wrong with it it seems to be coming in for a crash landing The same night it crash landed in the rural Arizona deserts, along with an alien ship. The life form, who had long attached itself to something else arose from the ship and escaped, heading in the direction of Las Vegas.

Marcus Blaine was always a wild card and problem child,Usually just to relieve small town Boredom but one part of him actually enjoyed the chaos and carnage he could cause. His father, James who would Disappear for weeks at a time on his Motorcycle  only stopped back in when he wanted sex,money and drugs, usually in that order,and his Mother Tammi an exotic 'entertainer' as she would call it, they all lived a small bungalow outside of town, she always did try and do the best for him, she even kicked the drugs for him, which his father was not happy about, so like father like son he joined a biker gang at the age of eight-teen and left Blue Diamond Nevada, getting into more Drunken Brawls,Shootouts and orgies you can count, and loving it,eventually getting married at the age of twenty-one to a lady named Lola Kris, who is currently pregnant with his first child. 

When he was twenty-five he ran into his father while at a bar in Rural Arizona, it ended with Him on top of his father, beating him with the blunt end of a knife, once he had his fill Marcus let James go, "if you ever come home again I'll kill ya" his father shouted as he and his little group rode away. That was five years ago. Recently his group has been seen in the Las Vegas Area, having a good time. They were all at a Strip joint when Marcus needed to take a call from Lola, when he stepped outside talking to his wife on the phone when he heard a thumping sound, like something heavy was hitting the ground, going to investigate a sick looking alien thing was waiting for him.[/hider]  

[u]Attributes[/u]:
Unique Physiology: Doomsday was created and evolved through cloning an infant and having it killed over and over again by one of the most dangerous species of the universe and in one of the harshest habitats in existence, prehistoric Krypton. As such, he returns to life every time he dies and becomes near invulnerable to what killed him before. His entire body is built as a defensive structure which continues to arm itself the more it is damaged.

[color=Gold]Accelerated Healing[/color]: He also has a highly accelerated healing factor that allows him to heal and regenerate from most damage almost instantly.

[Color=Orange]Power Replication[/color]: The monster can replicate and store the special abilities of any super-beings in his immediate proximity using "Absorption Cells".

[Color=lightBlue]Superhuman Strength[/color]: With his strength, Doomsday can easily overpower and kill humans and other aliens like Kryptonians, and can bend and break through reinforced steel, destroy impenetrable barriers, and can lift extremely heavy objects, and uproot trees and buildings/structures as well as decimate them with his might.

[Color=MediumPurple]slight-Invulnerability[/color]: Doomsday is almost completely resistant to all forms of physical and mental types of harm, and as such, bullets bounce off him, rockets, lasers and bombs won't leave a mark on him but can do considerable damage to his human Host.

[Color=slateblue]Space adaption[/color]: He can survive in space and can even operate while in the direct presence of space vacuums, vortexes and wormholes

[color=SeaGreen]Superhuman Stamina[/color]: Doomsday can take part in super-powered battles for months on end. He fought Superman through Metropolis for days of physical combat until even the Man of Steel was broken.

[Color=Tan]Superhuman Speed[/color]: Most surprising is his speed for his bulked size. In a matter of moments, Doomsday managed to render most of the Justice League incapable of fighting.

[color=DarkslateGray]Super-Leaping[/color]: He was incapable of flight but due to his extremely dense muscles in his legs, he can leaps miles at a time. Superman took advantage of this in their first battle by attempting to keep him airborne. He also used it to his advantage when he deposited Doomsday in a lake to slow him down.

As Marcus Blain:

Being attached to Doomsday has changed him, basically he is as strong,durable and as unrelenting as a quarter of Doomsday, so a bullet may not penetrate his skin but can leave a hell of a bruise.

[u]Weaknesses[/u]:

[Color=DarkSalmon]Need for sustenance[/color]: Doomsday is for lack of a better word a parasite, he must consume food that his host eats, though Doomsday does not need to eat much to keep himself healthy it can pose an obstacle when fighting someone like the Man Of Steel.

[color=pink]The host itself[/color]: Doomsday shows himself when the Host either calls him out or is dosed with a large enough adrenaline rush, but if the host is killed quickly enough, Doomsday won't have a chance to appear and must find a new host.

[Color=DarkOrange]He is the blank slate![/color]: This is a Doomsday that has not faced anyone of the Justice League!, anything that worked before can work now.


[u]Stomping Grounds[/u]:
Nevada/Arizona area mostly, but really anywhere he wants.

[hider=People of Note]
James Blaine - Father

Tammi Blaine - Mother

Tommy 'knives' Krooks - Best friend

Lola Blaine - Wife

Sonya Blaine - Future Daughter[/hider]




Character Goals:
Well apart from the Anarchy and Chaos he is unwillingly going to create this character would for the first of his story arcs learn to live with this monster inside of him, doing his best to turn it against people who deserve it. After that He will be going after Lex Corp and Cadmus, focusing on completely decimating them for all the bad things they have done. 

[hider=Sample Post]

The thing eyed Marcus like a wolf looking at sheep, sizing me up. It was at least six-feet tall, with muscles bigger than my head, it's grey skin was contrasted by it's red piercing eyes, it seemed to have white spikes growing out of it's shoulders,head and arms he couldn't tell how but it looked sick, like something was wrong with it. Marcus was about to step back when it stepped forward, a long purposeful step as it reached out for him glaringly, it quickly grabbed him and the thing began to unravel itself, the thing he saw was just an outer shell, what lied inside was a humanoid looking frog thing that was gasping for air,like it was drowning.The monster began to grow on Marcus, his skin turning grey in the pink neon light of the strip club. He screamed as the new layer of skin made him jump, dropping his phone. It roared, drawing attention to the scene taking place at least fifty feet into the air.

As it landed onto the Nevada waste it just ran, until it grew tired and blacked out.

Marcus woke up in a wasteland, Vultures circling overhead and the heat being unbearable he stood up, dusting himself off before realizing he had a splitting head ache. The seemingly endless wasteland looked allot worse than he remembered. the ground was tore up and from where he was standing he could see parts of a dead Coyote. 

"what the hell happened last night?." He said aloud, as we started walking back through the path of destruction.
After about an hour of this he could see a small town on the horizon, his pace quickened on the thought of calling Lola or Knives for a ride out of this mess and get a drink. As he got closer and closer to the town he could see smoke arising from some of the buildings, his pace slowed as he remembered the thing from last night and the running,jumping and destruction it caused. It was hazy, like waking up after having eight two many, but not as bad of a headache. 

Actually, now that Marcus thought about it he felt great, like he was twenty again. Maybe even better than that. Marcus  was about three minutes away from entering the town where the destruction ended, and he was quite nervous. Would they know it was him?. Did he do this?, and where did the monster go?. Marcus didn't know and he didn't want to find out, he just wanted to get home, sit down and apologize to Lola for not listening to her.

The damage was much worse up close than far away, houses were destroyed, the street was tore up, it reminded him of the time the JLA had that giant bout in Metropolis, just allot smaller. People were bloodied,dirty and crying, police and federal investigators were there aswell. They all gave him a strange look and came over to question him

"sir, do you know what happened here?" a federal officer asked, with a notepad and pen "it was a monster!" one woman yelled, the word 'monster' kinda had a punch to them "no, sorry just woke up from a night of drinking with the boys". Marcus answered half-lying. The officer gave him a weird look "in the wasteland of Nevada?" he asked again, Marcus just shrugged his shoulders "don't ask me how I got here, I have no idea". The officer grunted under his black suit and aviators "your free to go". Marcus nodded and was about to head through the crowd when he turned "do you have a phone I can borrow sir?, all the ones around here are kinda, out of service" Marcus needed Knives to come pick him up. 


The officer gave him a phone to use, with it he called Knives, who picked up on first ring "Marcus, where did you go last night?, you kinda disappeared last night, you get lucky?". He asked excitedly. 

"I need to be picked up, i'm in..." Marcus took a look at a broken sign that read welcome to Goldfield. "i'm in Goldfield". Knives didn't answer "hello?" Marcus said, hoping the call didn't drop "ya i'm still here, just how did you get to Goldfield so fast?" he asked "I dunno Knives, just get here i'll explain later" and with that he hung up.Today was going to be one of Those days Marcus thought as he looked around the destroyed village.[/hider] [/hider]