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Vergil Uehara"The suffocating beauty of shadows is all man should know."
Age: 32
Appearance: A white haired, dark-eyed man with a stern attitude and an outfit straight from a renaissance fair. His words on it? It makes him look cooler. He's never seen without his red scarf, expensive shoes, and his permanent frown. He stands a modest 6'0", though occasionally he wears boots that bump him up by an inch or two.
He dons a few battle scars on his torso, neck, and arms.
Role at SDN: Phoenix Program
Background:A two and a half generation immigrant; Vergil is half-Japanese, half-American. Growing up, he was only taught how to speak English and is mostly estranged from his own culture outside of random factoids and tidbits his mother tells him. In harsher terms, he only happens to be Japanese--most of his mannerisms, accent, and swagger are distinctly American. He tries his best to represent his family regardless.
Somewhat outcasted growing up due to his oddball status, he never quite fit in with his peers. Too boisterous for some, too quiet for others. He lived a banal childhood until he reached 20.
During his time in college, he developed a keen interest in chemistry--specifically drugs. Money was beginning to become a problem, his parents weren't much help (they had their own financial issues), so in his eyes? Becoming a dealer was an easy paycheck. He had all the supplies, all the equipment at his college lab, and he had knowledge. Creating a bit of crack was easier than most people thought, after all, and it'd be no issue for someone like him.
Vergil studied chemistry on the side and trafficked drugs on main; he had a hand in a few drug rings, though they never lasted too long and he was starting to get sick of splitting pay between distributors. He decided to pick up the slack himself, going out on his own as a dealer. It'd be easier that way, right? He'd get more money too.
... Right?
His first deal went terrible. His drugs were top quality--made him a bigger target, and the criminals he sold to were more than happy to 'bargain' (aka hold him at gunpoint) for a better price. He needed a new strategy and badly.
He picked up a new persona: Eclipse, a masked drug dealer with a scary voice, scary eyes, and killer blades. His first set of villain gear was a rough approximation of what he has now, instead of armor, a bullet proof vest; instead of a metal mask, a hockey mask that he picked up at a Spirit Halloween. He learned to carry a knife or two when dealing.
If his clients wanted to play dirty, than so be it. He'd play dirty too. Any 'bargainers' were found with their throats slit behind dumpsters.
Word started to spread about 'Eclipse' and his top quality drugs--not laced, no chemical substitutes; the purest drugs you could get on the street. Red Ring picked Vergil up as their personal drug dealer; he couldn't say no, not when the largest crime syndicate wanted him. He'd supply them with only the best... only the best drugs. In exchange, they took care of his money issue, granted him new gear, and provided chemicals from time-to-time.
He spent a few years working for Red Ring in college until he was ratted out by a classmate for misuse of lab chemicals. Caught red-handed cooking crack in college, he fled the scene, smuggled as many goddamn chems and lab equipment he could, and left to work with Red Ring full time. No more college studies, no more papers, no more snitching classmates, just pure drugs.
Over the years, he started developing his own personal drug, something to make him even stronger, more useful to the syndicate that took him in. Gulping down a chem cocktail, he developed Umbrakinesis after nearly dying to his own drug. He could barely move without being consumed by shadows, shadows, shadows... every thing was turning dark.
And it was then Shroud that taught him to control his powers.
And it was then, his dream was fulfilled. He was fully in Shroud and Red Ring's debt--they made his suit, provided him with chemicals, gave him a steady cashflow, taught him everything there is about his own power. He became another standard Shroud lackey--manifesting from the shadows to kill off dissenters and potential enemies, though he still made drugs on the side.
Eventually he was caught after heroes were called in during a shoddy assassination and put in custody. Now 32 and with Red Ring gone and Shroud either dead or in custody, he was moved to SDN Claremont to prevent him from reconnecting with the remnants of Red Ring and put in the Phoenix Program for rehabilitation.
TL;DR: Drug dealer learns self-defense after killing muggers. Drugs so good he gets picked up by RR & becomes a Shroud Lackey after developing shadow powers from his own special drug.Eclipse
Appearance: Dressed in dark armor, Eclipse covers his face with a mask. The eye sockets glow red, the mouthpiece is a voice filter, and his arms both fitted with metal gauntlets. Two large blades are strapped around his forearms.
There is an extra compartment in his forearm guards--a shooting mechanism that contains throwing knives; by flicking his wrists upward, Eclipse is capable of arming himself with throwing knifes should his larger blades be lost or damaged.
Powers:
Umbrakinesis / Darkness Solidification / Shadowportation
Eclipse can freely manipulate shadows, particularly his own. He is capable of using his own shadow as a weapon and recon tool by manipulating it's properties (elongating, shortening, solidifying, etc). Offensively, his shadow can be used a rope to strangle or restrain enemies.
He teleport from shadow-to-shadow, though this part of his power takes intense concentration and forces him to be still. It's not something he can do on the fly, which is why he prefers to either be alone when teleporting through shadows or to kill every enemy in the same room before escaping. Regardless, he uses this part of his power frequently to 'keep everything quiet'--it's the only reason he hasn't been busted for wearing armor.
His greatest weakness is the light. If it's directly shined on him, his powers will become weaker and downright useless. Additionally, his powers are more limited in Phoenix Program as he is unable to create more of his 'darkness' drug to maintain his power's strength.
Crimes (If Villain): Drug trafficking & distribution, embezzlement, first and second degree murder, aiding and abetting.
As a studying chemist, he used his knowledge of chemicals and his college's equipment to produce and distribute various drugs to various villains. He sees the Phoenix Program as an easy out and paycheck. Though, compared to others within the Phoenix Program, he's much better at following orders and 'behaving'. He believes that if the higher-ups think he's on way to redemption, they'll let him develop his drugs again (for the hero's benefit, obviously but if villains paid better, than so be it).
Likes:
- Sharp edges
- His armor and blades
- Red Ring & Shroud
Dislikes:
- People who ostracize/bully others
- Christmas
- Guns (it's not as cool as stabbing people with shadow blades!)
Quirks:
- With extra money from his drug deals, he bought a plot of land far off in Europe to 'support tree growth' or something like that. Nowadays, he just uses it as an excuse to call himself an 'edge lord' as the piece of land was located at the edge of a fishing town.
- He tries to avoid the light whenever he stands--typically positions himself off in corners or near obvious shadows.
- Always carries cash. Always.
Edited (2nd draft)
