Appearance: Picture an adult thin male, then make it pitch-black, pretend there is no facial features, and you pretty much have it. Name: None, at least, that he knows of (Archived in the database of the company in the bio) Age: 27, unknown to him. Powers: Arms and legs can turn into long wispy physical tendrils which can be used to grab things, pull things, or pull himself towards said object. Effects of his body: Body is about as hard to cut through as heavily padded armor. Has no organs or bones. Does not need to eat or drink. Regeneration: Can theoretically create a new body for himself unless completely destroyed. This can take anywhere from thirty minutes to multiple days depending on what gets cut off. About 2x faster and stronger than the average military male. Weaknesses: Kind of dumb, easily convincible, [i]completely mute[/i], scary despite his intention to be otherwise. Death if vaporized, little common sense, vulnerable to being tazed/tranquilized/immobilized using a chemical. Skills: Experienced with using his powers to quickly travel to wherever, stealthy. Personality: Rather friendly, but mostly confused. Can't take a hint and tends to tag along with random people that he thinks are his friends. Childish in these aspects. Communicates mostly in gestures or actions. History: Was part of a test by a branch of the army's research team, which was designed to enhance soldiers using the powers of captured metahumans who were offered safe residence.....in a glorified specialized prison for metahumans. There was no choice for the metahumans, sadly, and most died trying to escape. The experiments went mostly wrong, with only about 10 of the 100 testers getting remotely close to success...and those ended up sort of like this guy. You don't want to know what happened to the ones who were....worse off, to put it bluntly. The testers were mostly imprisoned, due to craziness and mental breakdowns, except for some of them who were dubbed successful enough to be abandoned and dismissed from memory, which creepy-shadow-guy might've maybe sort of snuck off with. He became a sort of minor urban legend to people in the city, spread by people who saw him and ran away because he is DAMN scary to most people. He wanders the streets, trying to find someone who doesn't run away flailing their arms wildly, screaming at the top of their lungs, when they see him. Relationships: Minor urban legend in the city, possible creepypasta on t3h 1nt3rn3t5. Other: Can see fine without visible eyes, and makes a sort of burbling noise (Sounds like the enderman sound from minecraft when it isn't trying to kill you) when he would talk if he could.