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[color=#F0E68C]S T E V E  D O N A H U E[/color][/center]
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[color=lightgray][sup][i]"I can’t change what’s inside of me, but I can decide what I do with it."[/i][/sup][/color][/CENTER][table][row][/row][row][cell][center][sub][sup][sub][h3][b][color=black][img] C H A R A C T E R   P O R T R A I T[/img][/color]
[color=lightgray]C H A R A C T E R   P O R T R A I T[/color] [/b][/h3][/sub][/sup][/sub][sup]_________________________________________________________[/sup][img]https://i.imgur.com/oyxhSVF.jpeg[/img]
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[color=lightgray]C H A R A C T E R   S U M M A R Y[/color][/b][/h3][/sub][/sup][/sub][sup]_________________________________________________________[/sup]
[sub][COLOR=darkgray]Lt. Detective Steven “Steve” Donahue / Hollow Sun[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=darkgray]Paragon City Police Department (PCPD)[/COLOR]   [b]|[/b]   [COLOR=darkgray]Brooklyn, NY United States[/COLOR][/sub][/center]
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[color=lightgray]N O T A B L E   P O W E R S  &   A B I L T I I E S[/color][/b][/h3][/sub][/sup][/sub][/INDENT][sup]_________________________________________________________[/sup]
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[indent][sub][b][color=lightgray] P O W E R S [/color][/b][/sub]
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[COLOR=darkgray][color=lightgray][b]◼ Solar-Core Anomaly (the Hollow Sun)[/b][/color] [/color][/sup][color=#2e2c2c]-[/color][/indent]
[indent][sub][b][color=lightgray]   A B I L I T I E S[/color][/b][/sub]
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[COLOR=darkgray][color=lightgray][b]◼ Temporal Intuition[/b] - Steve can predict and perceive possible near-futures up to 5-10 seconds ahead of time. This works to his advantage in various facets of his job, including investigations, negotiations, and combat. It augments his reflexes and makes him eerily accurate during shootouts. His fellow officers merely chalk it up to experience… and luck.[/color]

[color=lightgray][b]◼ Entropic Influence[/b] - As a result of his exposure to the solar-core energy, Steve can subtly manipulate entropy, causing objects to decay or metal to rust. He has also demonstrated an ability to slow cell activity in organic beings, halting the flow of blood in the wounded or causing extreme fatigue by exhausting an individual’s stamina. However, this ability comes with a price: it requires intense concentration, which often results in migraines, nosebleeds, or blackouts. It’s also important to note that he cannot heal; it only delays or accelerates the natural deterioration of things.[/color]

[color=lightgray][b]◼ The Hollow Sun Eruption (Suppressed)[/b] - In moments of extreme trauma or desperation, Steve involuntarily becomes the Hollow Sun. This dormant anomaly is buried deep within his soul, a cosmic energy source that harkens back to an event he barely remembers. When unleashed, it generates a vast amount of energy in the form of light, heat, or force, transforming Steve into a living, breathing weapon of destruction. In this augmented state, it also grants him the ability to fly. However, he is unable to control it; his actions are instinctual, driven by raw emotion. That’s why he is so dangerous. The more he fights the transformation, the more it strains his body and mind.[/color]

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[indent][sub][b][color=lightgray]   S K I L L (S)[/color][/b][/sub]
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[COLOR=darkgray][color=lightgray][b]◼ Veteran detective with nearly twenty years in homicide[/b][/color]

[COLOR=darkgray][color=lightgray][b]◼ Skilled marksman and tactician[/b][/color][/color]

[COLOR=darkgray][color=lightgray][b]◼ Expert in interrogation, profiling, and deductive reasoning[/b][/color][/color]

[COLOR=darkgray][color=lightgray][b]◼ Code writing and occult symbols (learned in secret through studying the journal)[/b][/color][/color]

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[COLOR=darkgray][color=lightgray][b]◼ Mental Fractures[/b] - The Hollow Sun’s presence inside of him is debilitating, causing him to experience frequent blackouts and memory gaps, as well as dissociative episodes. He sometimes wakes up from these incidents to discover damage he doesn’t remember causing.[/color] 

[COLOR=darkgray][color=lightgray][b]◼ Human Constraints[/b] - Despite his powers, Steve is as vulnerable as any man. Bullets hurt. Bones break.[/color][/color]

[COLOR=darkgray][color=lightgray][b]◼ Self-Hatred/Guilt[/b] - Steve is not proud of his powers. They are unnatural, and he views them as a curse. As a result, he refuses to use them unless absolutely necessary. He also actively hides his powers from everyone around him, including his colleagues in the police force and his family. Despite these precautions, he still carries deep guilt about what he [i]might[/i] be capable of if he loses control. He’s terrified that he may harm innocent people.[/color][/color] 
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[indent][sub][b][color=lightgray]   T H E M E  S O N G[/color][/b][/sub]
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[COLOR=darkgray][color=lightgray][b]◼ Hurt - Johnny Cash[/b][/color] 
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[COLOR=DARKGRAY][indent]It was a wonder that he made it as far as he did. Growing up in an impoverished neighborhood on the east side of Brooklyn, Steve was often a witness to the more inane and dangerous side of human existence. Crime was rampant in this industrialized area, and despite a valiant effort by city officials to revitalize the public housing situation, it remained a difficult place for families struggling to survive on scraps and minimum wage.

It was a tough way for a child to live, but despite the hardships, these circumstances instilled in him many of the moral, philosophical, and ethical values that would eventually lead him down the path toward law enforcement. He felt compelled to give back by serving his community and preventing others from experiencing the same kind of adversity that had plagued his own childhood. Perhaps he could promote change, make the streets a safer place, and ease some of the unnecessary suffering.

It was a lofty goal bolstered by idealistic youth, and yet Steve pursued it with a passion. His determination eventually landed him a position with the New York Police Department (NYPD), where he steadily rose through the ranks over the years to become a homicide detective.

In time, he met Kate, a clinical psychologist working with victims of violent trauma. She was a brilliant mind and could read him like no one else ever had. They would eventually marry and forge a life together that felt almost normal. When their daughter, Chloe, was born, she only reinforced those sentiments. She instilled in them a sense of hope that perhaps the world could be a better place.

Unfortunately, all of that changed with Steve’s next case.

It involved a linguist named Elias Murn, who the building admin found dead in his apartment after a wellness check. There was no blood; no signs of struggle. However, it was clear the professor hadn’t died from natural causes. His body lay on the wooden floor, his arms and legs spread-eagled with ritual markings and other strange sigils arranged around the corpse in random patterns. There was also an antique trunk in one corner of the room, which contained a journal written in a language no one could translate. 

Steve should’ve waited for forensics to arrive to inventory the evidence, but there had been [i]something[/i] about that journal. It seemed to echo in the darkest recesses of his mind, whispering to him in such a way that compelled him to inspect it… almost as if it were [i]alive[/i]. As soon as he reached out and took the book into his hand, he convulsed and collapsed, slipping into a coma. When he awoke in the hospital three weeks later, the doctors found nothing; his condition had baffled them. 

However, Steve knew better. Something had awakened inside of him.

This became apparent when he returned to active duty; everything felt different. The world seemed to grow louder, as if the universe itself was thrumming with energy and anticipation. It was a constant cacophony that he could not switch off. And yet, it provided focus. He began to solve cases that had no evidence, predicting actions before they happened, all while his arrest record skyrocketed. Among his peers, his intuition became legendary.

But from within, there was something else stirring, a great pressure that seemed to surge whenever he found himself emotionally compromised. He felt it as a radiant force, an intense heat that rose from the pit of his stomach and spread as if trying to emerge through his skin. Light and flashes of strength he couldn’t explain seemed to accompany these occurrences. On one occasion, while cornered in a dark alley of the city, he remembers how the world had turned into a golden blur, the shimmering veil obscuring his vision before he had blacked out. When he came to, he discovered the wall to an adjacent building had crumbled and all three suspects were strewn about the area, unconscious and injured.  

Steve kept the incident a secret. He buried it, locked it down. He did not tell the precinct, his therapist… or Kate.

Nevertheless, secrets tended to erode a person’s life, particularly as time went on. This is exactly what happened to Steve’s family. They grew more distant over the following months. As Kate became increasingly frustrated with his moods, she withdrew, gaining the support of a teenage Chloe in the process. Their marriage, already strained by years of police work, began to fracture. Steve started sleeping in the guest room, then his office, as things continued to spiral.

He ended up transferring to Paragon City shortly after. It was a quiet reassignment following a departmental review Steve maintains was anything but routine, though he decided not to dispute it. A change of scenery could prove beneficial for his mental health. It was also a chance for a fresh start.  

Now, Steve works homicide cases by day, chasing the worst of humanity, while trying to keep something far worse from erupting inside him. At night, he pores over the journal that started it all, searching for a cure—or a way to contain it.

Steve’s not a hero, nor a villain. He’s just a man trying to hold himself together long enough to keep the city from burning.
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[COLOR=DARKGRAY][indent]Steve intends to carry on as a homicide detective within the PCPD, solving cases while keeping his powers hidden from his colleagues and the Department of Superhuman Affairs. If he succeeds, all they will see is a brilliant, though haunted, cop with an almost preternatural gift for solving the unsolvable.

He also hopes to uncover the origin of the anomaly through analysis of the strange journal that always seems to end up in his possession. He fears what would happen if he lost control and unleashed his powers on the innocent… or what would become of him if some government entity discovered the truth and tried to weaponize him. To prevent that from happening, he aspires to find a way to separate the anomaly from himself—or, with some convincing, obtain the proper training to control his power and use it as a force for good. At some point, he may try to seek out the Mystic’s Sanctum to recruit their help in uncovering the truth.

He also hopes to mend his marriage with Kate and his relationship with Chloe.


(Marvel Cinematic Universe)
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