[center][b][h1][color=Blue]Aquaman[/color][/h1][/b][b]Arthur Curry[/b], 25 (b. 1943)
[i][sub]Vigilante based in Atlantic Ocean
Active since approximately Summer, 1966[/sub][/i]

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[color=999999]In this version of Aquaman, Arthur Curry is a warrior of Atlantis, not its king. He wasn't born in Atlantis, either. He was born the son of a sailor in Massachusetts. Arthur inherited his father's trade company and began running it at 22. He had just gotten out of the navy and his father had passed away from cancer a few months prior. But only a year of running the company, the ship he's on is caught in a terrible storm and he goes overboard. He's saved by the King of Atlantis's daughter and she bestows upon him the powers of an Atlantian. The King is furious and decides that Arthur can pay off this debt by pledging allegiance to Atlantis and serving her. Arthur has no choice but to accept. While Arthur is pledged to Atlantis, he acts as more of a guardian of the Atlantic overall. Sort of an indentured protector. As such, he resents Atlantians on a level and will sometimes prioritize humans, his natural born species, over Atlantians. 

I want to make Aquaman an outsider looking in. Believed dead by humans, he can never return as himself because that will raise some alarming questions and as a sort of mercenary for the Atlantians, he'll never truly be one of them. He's in limbo, the ocean and the aquatic life being his only true friends. He's built a reputation among sailors and people who frequent the coast and no doubt has garnered at least a little attention from Batman [@Gowi] if only as an urban legend. He dreads the day when he'll be called into fight a war for the Atlantians, fearing that it will be against humans. Because of this, he acts as a sort of suggestive diplomat as he is called into the King's court often. I also want him to be disenfranchised with the American way of life, unsure of it due to the time he has spent with the otherworldly Atlantians.  [/color]

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[color=999999]Might add something if he ever gets a sidekick. Equipment wise, its just his skivvies and his trident really. And those sweet sideburns.

[hider=Aquaman's Theme][youtube]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oX9esXzzO7w[/youtube][/hider][/color]

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[color=999999]"Man overboard!!" screamed a sailor as he saw his shipmate tumble over the side of [i]The Betty[/i], the wind and rolling tide pushing him into the churning sea below. The sailor knew that in these waters it would be a matter of minutes before the poor bastard was pulled underneath by the ocean's unending wrath. Below the ship, the fallen sailor sunk. No matter how hard he kicked and swam, the sea was too strong, her might tossing the ship above him about like it was made of paper. The sailor's mind started to dim as he ran out of breath and he knew that the sea would claim his life. Aquaman sped through the water towards the man, the current practically bending towards his will. The water was his constant companion, aiding him, unlike the unfortunate soul who was currently drowning. 

He put an arm around the sailor and swam upward, his powerful legs doing all the work as his hands were full with a man and a trident. The pair exploded out of the water the surface, Aquaman slamming his trident into the hull of the ship. They dangled from the edge as the hero tried to see if the sailor was still alive. He growled and awkwardly climbed up the length of the ship, which was no small feat considering he was carrying a 200 pound man. They finally managed to get over the lip of the ship, where Aquaman promptly dropped the sailor and motioned to the nearest sailor "You should probably check to see if he's still breathing." and marched past the appropriately bewildered man. It wasn't that he didn't care about the guy he just saved, he did, but the dumb bastard that was piloting this thing was going to get everyone killed if he didn't head away from the eye of the storm. Aquaman raced up to the bow opening the hatch and spotting the helmsman and he assumed the captain. The captain looked over and blinked saying "Who the hell are you?" Aquaman replied "Davy Jones. You realize you're heading towards the eye? Those waves will capsize this rinky dink vessel. Hell, they could seriously screw up an aircraft carrier if they put their mind to it. Turn this fricking tub around." The captain was young, probably the same age as Aquaman himself, though nowhere near as weathered. It was immediately painfully obvious this kid was just getting his sea legs. 

"No, we gotta head towards the eye of the storm where the waves are calm-" Aquaman cut him off "We are nowhere near land and this is a damn hurricane, turn it around. Now." he added, stepping forward. The captain glowered at him but nodded and started relaying orders. It was rough going, the tides battered at the ship like it had insulted their mother. Aquaman would periodically leap into the ocean and communicate with the sea life to gain some information about the tides. But eventually, they saw the moon peak through the clouds and the waters began to calm. A collective sigh of relief went throughout the ship and as Aquaman turned to leave, the captain stopped him "Who are you, really?" He stopped and said without looking "Aquaman." and leaped off the ship, plunging into the sea below. [/color]