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[b]Name:[/b] Vinnie Pantera

[b]Age:[/b] 27

[b]Gender:[/b] Male

[b]Appearance:[/b] Standing at 6'8” and weighing 188 pounds, Vinnie is a thin man of mixed white and Latino descent.  His blond hair is turning silver at a premature age, creating a sand-and-salt aesthetic, and his long hair is slicked back.  Rather than becoming a mullet or ponytail, it instead sticks straight backward for a couple inches, giving the impression of hair streaming behind someone who's running.  Muddled brownish-green eyes peer out from a face defined by angular features, with a slightly cleft chin, no dimples, and attached earlobes.  He tends to dress formally and extravagantly, as is evident in his favorite attire: a royal blue suit with a black undershirt and white tie.  His socks, shoes, and gloves are also black.  Though he owns a porkpie hat, he doesn't wear it often.

[b]Backstory:[/b] From an early age, Vinnie fit the bill of a perfect child, considerate to others and obedient to his parents.  Even with strangers he used the utmost politeness, seemingly always happy to go out of his way to help others.  Beneath that image lay two great pressures, however: insecurity and pride.  Feeling worthless, weak, and dumb, he would constantly seek the approval of others by doing things for them.  Be it in money or praise, Vinnie loved getting paid.  To Vinnie, having someone else be disappointed in him was the worst feeling he could imagine.  Doing well at whatever he chose to do, meanwhile, stoked Vinnie's pride.  For all of his hard work helping others he developed a secret, quiet ego, which made him feel superior to others.  This pride could never quite escape the clutches of insecurity, however, and to prove to himself -as well as others- that he wasn't a smug, overinflated scumbag after all, the cycle would begin anew.  He was, in short, a perfectionist.

He joined the Boy Scouts, though ultimately quit due to a distaste for the outdoors and took to helping in his father's business instead.  During this time, a period of hardship in his previously wealthy family served to convince him that money was the true medium of gratitude and the measure of one's talent.  After high school, he worked for about a year in a restaurant, cultivating the image of a modern-day butler, before going to college.  Thanks to his scores on several key tests in years past, he earned several awards that prevented him from having to take student loans.  It was during college, however, that something extraordinary happened.  His university became divided thanks to a few isolated incidents of violence and the eager baiting of the school paper exacerbating the conflict.  One evening, on the way back from a special lecture, Vinnie spotted a local hooligan crouched over the still body of a fellow student.  Despite his efforts to convince the vagrant to leave him alone, Vinnie was confronted with a bloody knife and forced to run.  He ran into a bathroom hoping to hide, but the other man followed him in.  Barely escaping by crawling under a stall, he turned to run with the killer on his heels, only to realize that his enemy hadn't followed.  Vinnie heard a wail from inside the bathroom and returned, but ended up freezing in fear himself.  In front of the killer's stall, blocking the door, stood a monster in a butler's uniform.  Quaking in fear, he watched the wheezing, nightmarish creature turn his way and stare at him without eyes before turning back to the stall.  Vinnie ran, leaving the scene behind, and unbeknownst to him his newly-manifested Stand kept the killer trapped in the stall for 8 hours before someone else turned up and caused it to vanish, after which the blubbering vagrant was begging to confess.

Things like this kept happening over the years after.  Vinnie, having moved to Angel Springs and gained employment as an office worker, became convinced that he was being haunted by an evil spirit.  The thing only appeared to terrorize people he resented or feared, and he quickly learned that nobody else could see it.  He remained somewhat of a social pariah, convinced that nobody else could understand him so long as he alone knew of Back Door Man.  Recently, he has fallen head over heels in love with a charismatic barmaid named Alice Benning, though he's absolutely sure that she won't like him until he gets lots of money.

[b]Likes:[/b] All kinds of drinks, being useful, anticipating the thoughts and wants of others, proving himself more capable than others, puns, playing support in games, discretion, getting paid

[b]Dislikes:[/b] Large breakfasts, the cold, inane chatter, not knowing what to do, disappointing others, being outdone, anti-jokes, overly-entitled deviants, people who instalock high-skill characters in games, hedonism, not getting paid

[b]Powers:[/b] Stand ([i]Back Door Man[/i])

[b]Destructive Power:[/b] E
[b]Speed:[/b] E
[b]Range:[/b] A
[b]Durability:[/b] A
[b]Precision:[/b] E
[b]Development Potential:[/b] C

[i]Back Door Man[/i] - a humanoid special-type stand that appears as a 7-foot tall man in a butler's outfit.  Rather than a normal head, however, he has an egg-shaped, fleshy, wrinkled mass with only one discernable feature: an enormous human mouth, with grimy, neglected teeth, which covers the whole face.  Back Door Man's power is to materialize behind any closed or partially closed door, hatch, or other entryway barrier opposite a sentient observer, chosen by unknown means, and position itself in such a way that no more than 20% of its body is showing.  It is capable of creating fog or frost effects on glass to accomplish this if necessary.  Any attempt by an observer to open or pass through the entryway results in an immediate, paralyzing fear that lasts until Back Door Man disappears.  This fear, which like arachnophobia is a natural terror hardwired into the genome, completely prevents passageway through the door, including attempts to break through or attack the stand.  If the stand is approached from a direction in which there is not a solid object or door breaking line of sight, it will dematerialize before direct visual contact is made.  The stand itself is not a direct combatant, nor can the user control it to any degree greater than giving it its target, but it is visible to its victims.
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