Secret ID: Jeremy Hendrix
Alias: Purple haze
Age: 18
Home Location: Bludhaven
Powers:

[u]poison tolerance:[/u] As a poisonous person himself, Jeremy is capable of dealing with inhuman levels of poisons and toxins. This all but stops him from feeling drunk or high, but more over means that even a lethal does of something that would be toxic to someone such as bleach or gasoline will only leave Jeremy feeling sick.

[u]Mist form:[/u] When Jeremy changes forms, he becomes a large cloud of purple mist. This mist can move to encompass an area as big as 2,500 feet and obscures all sight within it. Jeremy is capable of forming individual parts of his body in this form, allowing him to throw punches or speak well in this form. Furthermore, anyone who inhales this mist will struggle to breathe, feel a deep pain in their lungs, and even see hallucinations of Jeremy all around them for up to 8 hours after being exposed to the mist. All clothes or items he was holding that aren't over 20 pounds will disappear with him. This does not include metal or living things.

Weaknesses:
[u]Uncontrollable:[/u] Without a special watch designed to keep him in his human form, Jeremy is not able to contain his mist form. If the device were to be taken from him, damaged or otherwise no longer there, he would not be able to return to being a human, and eventually might just drift away to who knows were,

[u]Literally a stiff wind:[/u] Jeremy in his mist form is ultimately at the whims of the wind. Indoors his power is amazing but outside, his power becomes entirely weather dependent. If there is a storm or heavy winds he might as well be a citizen. Furthermore, foes that can create a strong wind will be able to push Jeremy out of the way.

Equipment: 
[u]Gas bombs[/u]: Oracle has helped Jeremy store up the poisonous gas he creates, and this has allowed him some level of usefulness outside of his mist form. These gas bombs have a mix of his own mist with other dangerous chemicals to help deal with much more resistant foes.

[u]Baseball bat:[/u] It's not pretty, but Jeremy needs some kind of weapon for when his power is rendered useless. It isn't much, but with no training with guns and no training with other weapons, a baseball bat does the job when he needs it to. Just hope he isn't going after Bane.

Appearance: W.I.P.
Personality: A daredevil, jokester, excitable but genuine and Guileless
BRIEF Bio: A powerplant janitorial worker who unintentionally exposed himself to radiation and gamma rays do to his own lack of attention to his safety. Surprisingly, rather than killing him gruesomely this only instigated his change into a cloud of mist and awakened his powers. At first, Jeremy did not know how to control his powers and unintentionally roved around Bludhaven as a new threat. Eventually, with the help of various heroes, he was given a device to help him control his power, and in doing so, he was also suggested to join a team under the implication that learning to use his powers could help him learn to control them.
Sample Post: [Hider=post] The sound of a car engine roaring and wheels screeching abruptly awoke a silent street in downtown bludhaven. In a sudden surge of violence guns began rattling off, shouts where uttered, but quickly followed by fits of coughing and gagging. The zenith of all this noise was a warehouse on the docks. Once a foul haven for villianous scum and their nefarious dealings had become a hellish battlezone shrouded in a strange purple mist in a matter of minutes. A car careened out of the warzone, but blinded by the purple haze, the driver was surprised when he emerged to find a street light dangerously close to his bumper. They tried to turn the wheel, but merely missed the light post to hit a fire hydrant instead, blasting a torrent of water into the car's engine and rendering it useless. By now, the gun shots and shouting had died down, and slowly the mist seemed to retreat into the darkened warehouse until it congealed into a single figure who began a menacing walk towards the car. The driver got out, shaking as he turned to see this apparition who had formed from seemingly nothing. As the figure moved into the light, the say a long haired teen, his face gleaming with a wryly grin. The driver pulled a revolver from his pocket and held it out towards the teen, trembling, but the teen merely shook his head.
"Really pal? You heard all the other guns right? What makes you think you're any different" He said with a sinister chuckle, now in the light of the streetlight, his ghostly pale face and shining teeth glowed in the limelight. His words seemed to work on the driver, and he slowly, nervously moved the gun down, before dropping it and falling to his knees.
"Anyway, cops should be here soon. Since you've been a good criminal and complied, go on and get out of here. Maybe try being a car dealer. You could say your deals are 'criminal'" He added with a chiding laugh, flashing a cell phone to reveal a call had ended nearly an hour before.
"Your friend are all fine. Just came down with a bad case of..." He added, before pausing for dramatic affect.
"Purple haze"
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