This is not complete, as I will most likely expand upon the bio tomorrow. I just felt that I've been taking far too much time with this, due to general laziness, and wanted to get it out already.
Name:
(Sir) Flint Macgan
Alias:
Knight Man!
Age:
26
Personality:
Flint is, in most ways, completely disillusion. He believes that he lives in the medieval ages, and so he acts as if it were true. He seems to believe that he is a knight of the queen, sent to the future to help other people by working as a hand of justice, taking down thieves, murderers, and generic evil villains. This also means that he is quite chivalrous, and doesn't fully believe that woman can handle themselves in battle, often refusing to fight them or protecting them when he can. Flint speaks as people in those ages as well (Your becomes thou, all that good stuff.)
Apart from this, Flint is an incredibly cheerful and hardy man, laughing most things off (The phrase "Tis but a flesh wound" comes to mind.) He is extremely optimistic, to a fault. If ever in a perilous situation, Flint will feel incredibly confident, as he believes that good will always triumph over evil.
Power:
Average, run of the mill super strength, allowing him to wear full body armor, keep a great sword on his back, a long sword at his side, and a decently sized shield on his left hand. He also has above average stamina and fortitude. His strength was naturally produced by a genetic defect which caused his muscles to grow at an abnormally rapid rate, which also lead to his incredibly large body type.
Skills:
Flint is a skilled swordsman, and does well in hand to hand combat. Despite his size, he is also surprisingly fast.
Gear/Equipment/Weapons:
Bio:
Flint was born in Canada, to an Irish family. He was a relatively normal lad, apart from his abnormal growth deficiency which caused him grow similarly to a tank. He was an avid reader, and always dreamed of living within the books his read, his favorite novels being stories set in a medieval fantasy setting. He attended school with an affinity for history, and rarely felt distraught. He got along with his parents, his siblings, his classmates, his teachers, and, well, essentially everyone. One night, however, Flint was riding to Florida on a senior class trip during the eight grade, when the bus veered of a cliff, killing all those inside but Flint, due to his abnormal strength and fortitude. At the, he had been reading, and after losing consciousness and coming too he lost sight of reality, believing himself to be a true knight.
With the delusion of knighthood, Flint changed. He had been forced to attend therapy, but it did him no good. He began to act as the knights did in his novels, filled with righteousness and contempt for evil do-ers. When he graduated from high school, with very few friends, he attended a military college for a few years. He had become an avid collector of medieval artifacts. He found him self at a loss when it came to fire arms, and so he turned to classic combat featuring blades and shields, to which he had become very proficient in after years of training. He realized that no formal career could satisfy his aspirations, and set out to smelt his own set of armor and weapons. After many failed attempts, he eventually crafted the suit and armory he dawns today.
Flint prowled the streets of Chicago for a few years after turning twenty one, most of his income coming from a side job working at a book store. Though he lives a small studio apartment, Flint is incredibly happy with his life. He enjoys both of his jobs, and though he has had no romantic relationships, managed to keep a few friends who humor his delusions, and keeps a pet golden retriever. He eventually became known as that-one-crazy-man-who-runs-around-Chicago-with-a-sword, but decided to name his other self "Knight Man."
Theme Song:
Other:
He is Knight Man! He also does not fully comprehend his vulnerability to explosives and bullet, and though his armor is reinforced, it will not bully stop bullets.
Name:
(Sir) Flint Macgan
Alias:
Knight Man!
Age:
26
Personality:
Flint is, in most ways, completely disillusion. He believes that he lives in the medieval ages, and so he acts as if it were true. He seems to believe that he is a knight of the queen, sent to the future to help other people by working as a hand of justice, taking down thieves, murderers, and generic evil villains. This also means that he is quite chivalrous, and doesn't fully believe that woman can handle themselves in battle, often refusing to fight them or protecting them when he can. Flint speaks as people in those ages as well (Your becomes thou, all that good stuff.)
Apart from this, Flint is an incredibly cheerful and hardy man, laughing most things off (The phrase "Tis but a flesh wound" comes to mind.) He is extremely optimistic, to a fault. If ever in a perilous situation, Flint will feel incredibly confident, as he believes that good will always triumph over evil.
Power:
Average, run of the mill super strength, allowing him to wear full body armor, keep a great sword on his back, a long sword at his side, and a decently sized shield on his left hand. He also has above average stamina and fortitude. His strength was naturally produced by a genetic defect which caused his muscles to grow at an abnormally rapid rate, which also lead to his incredibly large body type.
Skills:
Flint is a skilled swordsman, and does well in hand to hand combat. Despite his size, he is also surprisingly fast.
Gear/Equipment/Weapons:
Bio:
Flint was born in Canada, to an Irish family. He was a relatively normal lad, apart from his abnormal growth deficiency which caused him grow similarly to a tank. He was an avid reader, and always dreamed of living within the books his read, his favorite novels being stories set in a medieval fantasy setting. He attended school with an affinity for history, and rarely felt distraught. He got along with his parents, his siblings, his classmates, his teachers, and, well, essentially everyone. One night, however, Flint was riding to Florida on a senior class trip during the eight grade, when the bus veered of a cliff, killing all those inside but Flint, due to his abnormal strength and fortitude. At the, he had been reading, and after losing consciousness and coming too he lost sight of reality, believing himself to be a true knight.
With the delusion of knighthood, Flint changed. He had been forced to attend therapy, but it did him no good. He began to act as the knights did in his novels, filled with righteousness and contempt for evil do-ers. When he graduated from high school, with very few friends, he attended a military college for a few years. He had become an avid collector of medieval artifacts. He found him self at a loss when it came to fire arms, and so he turned to classic combat featuring blades and shields, to which he had become very proficient in after years of training. He realized that no formal career could satisfy his aspirations, and set out to smelt his own set of armor and weapons. After many failed attempts, he eventually crafted the suit and armory he dawns today.
Flint prowled the streets of Chicago for a few years after turning twenty one, most of his income coming from a side job working at a book store. Though he lives a small studio apartment, Flint is incredibly happy with his life. He enjoys both of his jobs, and though he has had no romantic relationships, managed to keep a few friends who humor his delusions, and keeps a pet golden retriever. He eventually became known as that-one-crazy-man-who-runs-around-Chicago-with-a-sword, but decided to name his other self "Knight Man."
Theme Song:
Other:
He is Knight Man! He also does not fully comprehend his vulnerability to explosives and bullet, and though his armor is reinforced, it will not bully stop bullets.
I forgot to say, Flint is accepted.