[b]Character you have created:[/b] Alexander Brodrick

[b]Alias:[/b] Vereth (Short for Verethagna)

[b]Speech Color:[/b] Bold and Italics speech

[b]Character Alignment:[/b] Walking the line

[b]Identity:[/b] Secret (Not because he hides it but because he doesn't tend to get on the news or become well known).

[b]Character Personality[/b]: Alex tends to be quite the character, he is outgoing but often bored with random conversations. Usually looking for whatever will stimulate him next he will travel around the city looking for ANYTHING to keep him occupied. He likes to get drunk and get in brawls often to test his strength. However, he is also someone who can't stand to see a good person getting hurt or being taken advantage of. So he became a hero so he could take law into his own hands and serve out what he saw was the right type of justice. Even if it's just some kids trying to do shrooms, he will deal with them with his own particular brand of justice. He is usually an easy going guy aside from the justice and brawls, he tends to just want to train, relax, or have his brain be stimulated.

[b]Uniform/costume:[/b] None, he fights in his regular attire. [hider=Picture]
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[b]Origin Info/Details:[/b] Alex's parents were archaeologists, one day though while they were in China trying to set up a dig site, they were murdered by a mysterious group. A group of 8 wandering monks came by to try and save them but it was too late. Alex; however, was still alive along with his mother. They would take them both in trying to care for them both. But his mother would die from her wounds eventually. Alex would then be raised as a part of the traveling group of monks. Being trained how to fight with them. They were the ones who taught him about Chi, and about resiliency. 

While on the road, he would be constantly training, each monk had a different fighting style that he would learn. But they would find out that he was far better than even they expected, he would master almost half of the group's fighting styles by the time he was 10. So they began to travel with him to ancient temples and areas to have him test himself against other fighters. His fists and legs became stronger and stronger. Everywhere Alex and the monks would go they would stay until Alex had mastered the Martial Art of that area. Soon Alex was the one teaching them. Still seeing them as his masters though he would continue to travel with them. But in his lack of knowledge from being a youth, there was a point where they were in a Japanese temple. Alex, who was told not to mess with an area that was said to be 'cursed' in the temple, would start to practice his chi around that area. The sigils around him lit up and would nearly kill him with high amounts of Chi entering into his body. 

After recovering he found out that he could control the hardiness of his extremities, and he could use that as a way to strengthen himself even further. Because of this he would ask to test himself against more and more people, until one day his match was televised. A relative, recognized the name being called and would look into it. She (His aunt) would find out who he was and would try to take him away from the monks. But Alex refused to go. His aunt would allow him to stay with the Monks on one condition, that he would get a proper education. So he stayed with them getting an education from the most expensive places his aunt could find and pay for. It took awhile but he was able to catch up to where he was supposed to be, and then he excelled even further.

Thanks to the monks training, he is constantly walking around with weights around his arms and legs so he is always feeling like he is training in some way. He takes these off when he is getting serious. If he knows he is fighting he will wrap his hands with bandages that have cushions at the knuckles to help soften the impacts as to not hurt the other person TOO badly.

Now, he is a College Professor teaching Archaeology (Like his parents), Mysticism, History, and Anthropology. He is fluent in Chinese, Japanese, and English. 

[b]Hero Type:[/b] 
Muscle
Energy (Chi) (Ancient Chi)
Acrobat

[b]Power Level:[/b]
City level

[b]Powers:[/b]
Chi: He can use chi to heighten his senses, and his physical abilities, causing them to becoming close to superhuman (Not like Superman strength or DBZ strength)
Ancient Chi: He doesn't know that it is this ancient chi he has control over, but he uses this to harden his extremities to be as hard as stone, and at it's max use, steel. (Using this over a long period of time will make him feel more drained, so he can't just have it on all the time).
[b]Attributes (Select one at each category):[/b]
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Height: 6'3''

Weight: 185lbs

Strength Level: 
Everyday life: Human Strength
While fighting without chi: 1-5 tons
Fighting with chi 10 ton

Speed/Reaction Timing Level: 20
Without weights: 40
Without Weights and Chi: 60

Endurance at MAXIMUM Effort:
3-4 Hours
With Chi:1-2 Hours

Agility: 
Normal: 5x
With chi: 10x

Intelligence: Genius

Fighting Skill: Mastered

Resources:[/indent] Average (Has a rich Aunt, and a library)

[b]Weaknesses:[/b] 
Long Range attacks: He is a close range fighter, so if kept at a distance, he is almost useless.
Torso: Even if he hardens his extremities with the ancient Chi, he can still be stabbed, shot, and hurt  by hitting his torso.
Exhaustion/Habit: When using the Ancient Chi, he will become exhausted if he keeps it up continuously, often this leads to him turning it off and on like someone flicking a light switch, so one might be able to catch him off guard in a fight while it is off.
Regular Human: He is a regular human, other than the chi, and his way of fighting, there isn't much that would separate him from others in how he can be killed. 

[b]Supporting Characters:[/b]
The 8 Monks (IF THEY ARE ALIVE. DUN, DUN, DUNNNNN)
Ex Wife: Amber Law
Aunt: Tiffany Brodrick 
Girlfriend: Alyssa Fara
(More to add if I can think of them if that's okay)

[b]Do you know how to post pictures on RPG boards?:[/b]
I think so?

[b]Sample Post:[/b] (Hope this is good enough)

Alex simply smirked, here he was again, a young man like him getting into a fight with some group of bikers at a bar. Some would call him insane, others would say he had a death wish. However, in reality, he just was bored and needed something to do. So he traveled to an area of downtown that he knew there was never anything good happening just so he could see what he could stir up. Man did he know how to pick his fights. He stood looking at the 3 bikers in front of him, they were demanding an apology for him 'accidentally' spilling his beer on one of them and on the pool table they were using. 

Alex shrugged [i][b]"I'm sorry, I don't think I really owe an apology to someone who is so big and stupid that he can't realize that he was the one in my way."[/b][/i] He'd act like he was starting to turn around knowing the exact reaction such a comment would get him. He felt a hand grab his shoulder as he turned back around looking at the three bikers, they wore their leather jackets that were decorated in biker memorabilia, 2 of them had a 1%er patch on. It didn't seem to bother Alex as he looked up at the biggest one, the big man stared at him with anger in his green eyes as he got just close enough that his beer belly was touching Alex. 

Alex didn't care what the man was saying, he had already tuned him out before he started talking, instead Alex gave him a slight shove. [i][b]"I'm sorry, but your beer gut is making me very uncomfortable. Especially when it is touching me, I would rather not know where that has been and I would much rather not get some disease from you."[/b][/i] Alex would say it with a smart-ass tone as he began to turn away. He heard the sound of a pool stick being picked up. Alex grinned as he heard the floor boards creak under the weight of the man who was now pushing down with his back foot as he began to swing. It seemed all too slow for Alex, in fact, it was too slow. It was too easy. He simply ducked as the stick went right over the top of him. Shooting back up Alex would wrap an arm around the man's arm as a short jab with two fingers would go into the man's armpit forcing his arm to try and come down. His other hand would come down from being wrapped around the man's upper arm to hit the man's elbow with an open palm causing the arm to stiffen up. Thanks to that, the arm wouldn't give in for when Alex used it, putting his back into the man's body and flipping the man over his shoulder. The floor would seem to crack from the impact. But Alex still had a hold of his arm, but it wouldn't take long, it was a simple forceful twist that would send a loud cracking sound throughout the bar. 

The other two men instantly would try to jump into action as their friend writhed in pain. The first one came running up but would find an open palm right to the chest, then to the stomach, then to the side, only to be followed up with an elbow to the nose. Alex did this quickly and in one fluid motion as he spun around the man he just elbowed, using his foot Alex kicked int the man's Patella tendon causing him to go down onto that knee. The next one would come charging, only to get a kick in the hip stopping him in his tracks, that kick was instantly followed up with another to the ankle and then to the side of the knee. This time though Alex would grab the 3rd man's head as he was falling and shove it into the back of the second man's (The one who was kneeling) head. Blood spouted from the third man's nose as the force that he shoved with was hard enough to cause the 2nd man to fall over unconscious. The 3rd man holding his nose would turn around to an elbow to the jaw causing him to collapse on the bar next to him. 

[b]"Sorry about that. But I was not the aggressor. So don't let this come back on me. Okay?"[/b] Alex said to the bartender who looked on in shock and horror. Alex reaching into his pocket and pulled out a wad of currency, dropping it on the counter. [i][b]"This should help with any damages. Thanks for being a great host. Sorry for the problems these gentlemen caused."[/b][/i] a grin would appear on his face as he spoke it was as if it was showing he wasn't sorry at all. In fact one would be able to say that there was no feelings of sorrow, or remorse in his face at all.  

Theme song: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BwBKjK7Xik0 
Jk.. here is the real Theme song
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=O0M5D5OA-d4