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[B]| [I]NAME:[/I] |[/B]
[INDENT]Julian Augustus Luthor.
Alexander Luthor Jr.
Lex MK. IIV[/INDENT]

[B]| [I]ALIAS:[/I] |[/B]
[INDENT]Caesar[/INDENT]

[B]| [I]AGE:[/I] |[/B]
[INDENT]9 Since creation.
18 Physically and mentally.[/INDENT]

[B]| [I]ABILITIES/SKILLS/EQUIPMENT:[/I] |[/B]
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Superioer Genetic Structure:
Julian holds the utmost best genetic material he is a duplication of the same DNA sequence that the most brilliant mind on earth hold - Lex Luthor. And his DNA has been further modified through biological engineering to give him the best possible setup in life. Thus, he is biologically superior to other humans - he's faster, stronger and smarter by nature.

Rigorous Training:
Julian has spent most of his life in a lab, being taught science, math and history by the best professors money can buy. He's holds several PHD's and could rival most of the brilliant minds in the world. He's partaken in exercise that has put his body in the utmost peak physical condition a man of his age and build could be.

Genius Intellect:
Julian's intellect is unmatched, his reaction time and problem solving skills are all off the charts and borderline on superhuman, making him a fantastic scientist, engineer and tactician. His forte is mechanical engineering and quantum physics - while being a expert at most other fields of science, he's not as obsessed with biology as his 'father'.

Martial Arts:
Julian is a expert boxer and a immediate user of Judo. He's far from a martial artist, but he thinks himself capable enough to win a fight against many foes.

Mechanical limb:
Julian lost his left arm over a year ago and since then he learned how to live with one arm, while working on a prostethic when the doctors couldn't. He wears a mechanically enhanced arm that responds 99.6% the same way his real arm would to electrical impulses from his brain. The arm is ten times as strong as it's counterpart on his other shoulder and holds many technological tools while still being able to do such things as type on a keyboard, write a letter or fidget with circuitry. He uses several different versions of his arms, designed for heavier workloads of different combat situations.

Tools included in his regular arm are:
Low caliber laser for welding
Electric chargers for defibrillation.
Pulse canon capable of a generating over 10 ton of force
First Aid Kit
Diagnostics tool
Fire extinguishing foam
Small Radius Energy Shield.
High Speed Satellite access to internet.
Holographic projection.

Tools and Weapons Included in Heavy Duty Arm:
Servomotors allowing him to perform 100 times as efficiently as a flesh arm, allowing him to lift over 30 ton with it. 
High Powered Pulse and Ion Canons.
Full Body Force Field generation.
High Powered Laser Cutter.

Gadgets:
Julian builds new gadgets constantly making it almost impossible to catalog all of them. He's been known to use small drones - some for offense, and some for defense armed with force field generators and automatic means of fire. As well as diverse technical tools in a fight. He uses a biological serum that temporarily increases his healing factor after sustaining serious injury - which is how he healed from his sever burns after his accident - sadly, his arm could not be saved.

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[B]| [I]LIMITATIONS AND WEAKNESSES:[/I] |[/B]
[INDENT]Julian was created to be a replacement for Lex - Either for Luthor to use as spare parts, and should Lex pass, Julian would have been indoctrinated with Lex's ideals and carried on his will. He has gone through countless trauma and it has left it's traces in his psyche. He carries the potential for bursts of anger, just like his father, but he keeps a close lid on his emotions - thus seeming a little shallow and hard to connect with. While being among the smartest people of the human race, Julian lacks context for what he knows, thus he may be unable to use his knowledge efficiently at all times. He was not raised around people, thus he lacks many social cues and does not grasp most social concepts that aren't obvious. 

In a fight, Julian's assets are his tech and his mind, his arm might be powerful, but the rest of him is human and thus quite able to be abused. [/INDENT]

[b]| [i]SAMPLE POST:[/i] |[/b]
[INDENT]Screw the rules.

Snippet from the "Titans East" Roleplay.
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Julian was sitting in his quarters tinkering with a piece of tech he himself had constructed, he was a pocket sized forcefield, so he wouldn't have to always don his full combat gear whenever he needed a decent shield. In his hand he held the screwdriver, holding the piece of tech on a remodeled selfie stick with his teeth. He would use his robotic arm, but it was currently being repaired by his micro drones after a previous malfunction with the laser. Turning the screwdriver he let out a happy sigh, putting down the tool he took the stick out of his mouth and held the gadget in his hand, pressing a button in the middle, putting it down in front of him. He leaned backwards, up on the shelf he sat next to, getting out a little metal piece. Dragging his fingers on the metal piece it was revealed to be a butterfly knife.

With masterful grace he turned the knife upside down in his hand, making the edge point down towards the floor. With force he jammed the knife to the machine, but before it collided with the machine it was blocked by a blue energy field. Julian pushed harder, and while it held for several moments, the shield finally broke and the knife almost hit the machine until he stopped his hand. A light grunt was heard. He had to come up with a better power source, for the gadgets and for his arm, he figured.

Standing up he put away the knife, taking off the protective shirt he wore that prevented him from getting electrecuted or burnt, he headed to his wardrobe where he hung the shirt up and got a dress shirt out instead. He was wearing fine dress pants but bare feet. Getting out a pair of black leather converse, he put the shoes on and then the shirt, being asymetrical wasn't so bad if it wasn't for buttoning, it had been really hard the first few months with that, but now he could do it with finesse. Looking himself in the mirror he made sure to tuck his right sleeve up almost all the way up to the end of his arm, making sure it still covered the stump he had left from his arm. 

Hearing the telecom with Mal's voice made him let out a groan. He was gonna have to change again, wasn't he?
Luckily, it was a false alarm. Leaning over the mirror he had he got into the drawer under the sink, where he put regenerative cream on his face, over the scars he had since his accident, the cream was supposed to help the scars heal, but they were still as red as ever. With a grin he looked over himself, his hair was getting longer, soon he'd have to get styling gel, he figured. The thought amused him.

Heading for the door the door slid open, letting him outside. He headed to the main hall where Duncan was. "You enjoying yourself, Mal?" Julian asked. "Like you wouldn't believe, Cobalt. I've got minesweeper and everything over here." he retorted sarcastically. "So, would you fancy a game of chess, then? I always find the challenge refreshing." Julian asked, where as Mal chuckled. "Find someone else to hustle, Brainiac." Julian smirked. He would head for the elevator and up into the tower, traveling out of the bunker and to the top floor, where the kitchen was. He wanted something to eat. 

Opening the fridge he found a powerbar that he gladly took for himself, sitting down he found a book to read, was a recently published physics book by Ray Palmer. [/i]
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[b]| [i]NOTES:[/i] |[/b]
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He loves playing board games and reading scientific papers. He dislikes most TV-shows but he frequently watches Seinfeld on Netflix. 
His Gameboy Advanced is one of his most priced possession, and he will kill anyone who dares tocuh his Final Fantasy Four cartridge.
Really. He might, he's a Luthor, after all.
He's ginger with medium length hair, scruffy facial hair and emerald eyes. 
He finds himself craving 40 year old Scotch, which he has only ever drank once, but he figured it's a genetics thing.
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