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Superhero Name: Tank.
Civilian Name: Girard Babcock.
Origin city/Planet: Nashville, Tennessee.
Hometown: Amnesty Bay, Maine.
Sex: Male.
Race: Human, Caucasian.
Height: 6'10.
Weight: 450lbs at minimum and stretching into the high tens of tons when he allows it.
Age: 37.
Birth Date: October 2nd, 1982.
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Costumed Appearance: 

Civilian Appearance: 

The man was built like a brick house before getting his powers and has done his best to keep himself in shape since, though finding new places to work out has been tricky recently.

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Costumed Personality: Tank is rather cautious despite his power making sure to have a general plan set if the target is more than a couple of thugs let alone another powered opponent. He is quite confident in his own abilities but he can't just rely on blundering into everything, not anymore at least. Generally he does everything possible to play to his strengths while trying not to cause too much collateral damage in the process though its hard to avoid when just walking can rip up the ground if he isn't careful. To him getting civilians clear is a top priority before dispatching whoever in causing the trouble, no point in hurting innocents if there is a way to prevent it. He often plays off the 'big dumb brute' mindset to catch people off guard when it turns out he is a fair bit smarter than he first appears often improvising as the situation requires. He prefers to get in and out quickly if he can as to not be around for the news or police while simultaneously trying to make sure the cops have someone to arrest, the man isn't interested in the spotlight just keeping life manageable for his current home.

Civilian Personality: Girard is a happy and simple guy who can almost always find a reason to smile or laugh. Ever the optimist he believes with a bit of work you can improve damn near everything, might not be easy but its worth it in the end. The big guy was best known for his work ethic through the years hardly slowing down when he was young but managing to make time for his family and friends though he has slowed down a bit over time and promotion even if he still gets his hands dirty on the regular. Helping others is something he has always enjoyed whether its being the local handy man in his neighborhood or keeping an eye out for the other families, not to mention his own when they come to visit. The man genuinely cares about people hoping them the best up until they start hurting or making life difficult for others. Then it become significantly harder for him to just sit by to let them get away with it, he isn't one to sit on his hands in the first place either having gotten into more than his fair share of fights because someone just had to start something.

Super abilities:

-Skills: Construction, demolition, multitude of repair know how. Gives him the option of a quick entry or exit points through walls or structures without bringing the whole thing down. Also whittling, model making and wood carving, a hobby he has gotten quite good at since he was younger. He has gotten into his fair share of brawls and fights so he has decent street fighting experience to draw on. Lastly is his impressive skill at playing dumb or pulling reasons/excuses together to keep himself free of unwanted attention, like someone thinking they know who Tank is.

-Powers:

--Supernaturally Dense Tissue: Tank lives up to his name not only in appearance but in sheer durability as his body is significantly more dense than any human has a right to be able to easily shrug off most physical punishment allowing him to ignore many threats head on like bullets, vehicles, explosives and entire building complexes easily without fear of injury.

--Super Strength: The big guy's bones and muscles are magnitudes tougher as well as stronger than they used to be since gaining his powers allowing him to toss common vehicles like ragdolls, smash or lift buildings, and tear up the ground around him significantly. He isn't an earthquake but he can still do a fair bit of damage given the chance or no other options.

--Superhuman Endurance: Girard can remain highly active for extended periods without breaking a sweat, a perfect tool to help him grind down a fight while firing back with his own offense. Hes managed to do full night of crime fighting after a busy day on site and walk back to and from his home in the suburbs hardly breaking a sweat but he figures a bigger fight could take a lot more out of him quicker if he has to step up for one.

--Superhuman Weight/Mass and Manipulation: Coming in at little surprise Tank can be said to weigh a lot, though more specifically he can stretch up to 100 tons with all the mass that comes with it. While he isn't sure if he can go any higher it is possible for him to normalize his weight to about 450lbs at minimum which helps him to not cause as much collateral damage in populated areas or his during day-to-day life.

-Gadgets: Unless you count his truck or tools, nothing.

-Weapons: Tank improvises depending on need and environment.

Civilian Occupation: Foreman of Vale Construction.

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Character History/Origin: Girard was born in Nashville to Deckard and Ellen Babcock who first met up in the small local diner, Morning Glory, which after some years they ended up buying the popular old building from the previous owners. They managed to carve out a nice life by the time their first son was born and much like his father he was quite the big guy even then. He had a rather good life with little to complain about and with a loving family who made him happy, he wouldn't have traded it for another if he had the choice. He was the eldest so when his two younger siblings, May and Jeremiah, were born he fell into caring for them without having been asked to because he was so ecstatic about being a big brother he could hardly contain himself. His parents were pleased and relieved by this as they were often busy at first when it was just the two of them running the diner but he never really stopped even once they had more quality time as he saw his family as the most important thing to him. The big guy couldn't help but be protective of them although he wasn't always able to help but he just tried to be there just in case they needed him.

As he grew up Girard did rather well in school eventually ending up doing woodworking in one of his classes which he really took a shine too and if you asked his parents it was pretty clear he enjoyed making things and working with his hands since he was little. It led him into a career as a freelance construction worker which paid decently and was fun for him since it was pretty much exactly what he wanted to do. It was the kind of simple job he could be happy with and kept him down to earth like his father who was fond of his work not to mention proud of his son for finding something that fit him. Unlike him his sister was all but a prodigy on the violin and his brother was interested in baseball with a good arm on him so the three of them had set off on very different paths. A big part of that for Girard was moving on from Nashville as he heard about some lucrative work up in Gotham which could get him set up nicely though he was hesitant at first about leaving home and family but he felt like it was the right thing to do. So he packed up his bags and quickly made his way over to New Jersey excited about new opportunities.

The big guy had heard plenty about how bad Gotham was after looking in to it but being there to see it for himself was kind of shocking. He had managed to net himself a small apartment in a fairly decent part of town, much to his relief, as he was not in a rush to find trouble with the locals. Once he was settle the job hunt was on to see who was interested in hiring out of the several companies he had contacted of which only a couple had a spot available. The one he ended up choosing was one "Kasimir Realty" who needed another good man on the construction crew and he ended up with the job shortly after his interview. He worked like a machine the first month to secure his position and it was during that time he met someone who he might not have otherwise. The city really was a nightmare at times with criminals deciding to screw with people at will and even if he hadn't personally seen any of it, possibly because he was just too big to trouble without back up, the thought upset him greatly so of course it was about time he got to see it first hand.

Girard had been walking to a nearby bar to get himself a drink when he noticed three nasty looking guys slip out of an alley and corner a woman against the side of a building up ahead. It was broad daylight out so it was a surprise to see some thugs harassing people freely and worse no one even did a double take as they moved on. "This is unbelievable. There is no way they should be able to get away with this shit." He thought about ready to knock some sense into the stooges himself regardless of the risk. Then the straw that broke the camels back, the woman resisted against the men and one of the threw a solid punch to the stomach knocking some of the wind out of her then a couple more hits from the other two chimed in. Moments later the thugs had a very angry giant looming over them and the big man went to work, it would not be the last time either, grabbing one by the neck to slam against the side of the building followed by a big knee to the gut which he was pretty sure cracked a rib or two.

The two other men wasted no time in coming for him forcing him on the defensive and while he definitely took some hits he was landing some effective shots back into both of them managing to get one of them with their back to the wall. He shoulder barged the guy straight into it and having lifted him up by the legs on the charge he turned around throwing him into the second assailant knocking them both over. Turns out the woman had recovered enough from before and was giving the first guy he engaged a savage kicking while he was down, a not totally unpleasant surprise, which just left him with the ring leader and his buddy who were getting up for another round. The ring leader came in first looking to avenge his buddy who was still struggling to his feet aiming a big punch at Girard who manged to get his arm in and around forcing the strike away from him while allowing him to get a grip on the shoulder of the stooge before delivering a vicious headbutt to the bridge of the nose sending the other man stumbling back where he tripped on the curb. This big man got a taste of his own medicine as the lackey he had charged before tackled him into the wall from the side starting to wail on him given the opening. Several punches to the face later and a big boot to force spacing he managed to free himself from the determined thug who was apparently done as they crumpled to the pavement leaving just the ringleader who was looking shaky while the woman had taken care of the other follower.

"Threes a bit too much company eh? Lets deal with that asshole and get out of here." Girard said to the woman tilting his head to the last man standing in front of them.

They made short work of it with the big guy holding the "asshole" in place while the woman got her just desserts leaving a few teeth lying on the ground after the pummeling. He leaned against the building afterwards to catch his breath, he was going to be sore in the morning for sure after all the hits he took, but he would be fine which he had to reassure the woman who offered to get him a drink to which he happily accepted after the cops hauled off the three criminals later learning she was Zoey Kasimir, he put two and two together realizing he had basically saved his boss' boss. It was a cause for some laughing between the two of them and was a good a start as any to a new friendship. It was also the start to a tradition of them going out drinking when schedule allowed for it years later. It made the stay in Gotham a lot more bearable for awhile but eventually it was time to move on again after a few years and so he did moving up the East coast, never really staying in one place long, further north until he eventually ended up in Maine.

Girard found himself in Amnesty Bay at age 27 and was extremely fond of the place since it was far more peaceful than a few other places he ended up in, it sure as hell wasn't Gotham. He also managed to find steady work for himself with a local company Vale Construction where he would eventually earn a promotion to foreman three years later and he was happy for sometime with that. He had found nice little house out in the suburbs which he saved up for and moved into, it was quieter than in the city while the community was friendly and welcoming to him, so it was a perfect fit in his eyes. The big man was pretty sure it couldn't get much better but he was quite wrong it turned out as one night he met a person who would entirely change his life. He had gotten roped into a bar trip, a couple of the guys on his crew got together once in awhile for drinks, it ended up being karaoke night at the place to the big guy's dismay and he was quite prepared not sit it out up until they got to the place. 

He sat down at a table with the guys but he really wasn't paying them much attention, he already knew them well enough to know they wouldn't mind, while he checked the place out to see who else was inside. Most were your bog standard groups like his own with a few couples here or there but there was one woman off in her own corner of the bar who was totally alone but seemed rather happy with a big smile to reflect it. The big guy had met a lot of people but honestly no one quite stood out in the room the same to him and by the look of it she full well knew it when she looked right back with a little friendly wave. If he was being honest there was a part of him just saying to not bother going over to talk to her, having more bad experiences in relationships than good tends to do it, but at this point in time with him having put down roots as he had what was there to lose really? He went over after a few minutes of internal debate, also the rest of the guys egging him on kind of helped the decision, chatting lightly at first where he learned her name was Abigail and the fact she had been waiting to see who would come over to her first. Apparently she found him rather interesting since he was still kind of new to the city but, in her own words, "Feel like you belong here, like you didn't move all the way up from Tennessee besides the accent." 

Girard was not particularly enthused by the idea of getting up in front of everyone to sing but Abby could be a very convincing woman plus the night was all set up for it anyways. He had to wait for a few other patrons to go before him but a few rounds of singing and he was moving up onto the stage under the watchful gaze of his friends who were cheering him on as well as Abi whose eyes were shining with excitement at the fact he was going up to sing for her and then started up with a song he liked quite a bit. It was one he listened to as a kid with both his parents which reminded him of home making the discomfort of getting in the spotlight almost nonexistent as he just let the music carry him through it. Turns out he did better than he thought getting a bit of an applause which made him relieved that he wasn't horrible, he could sing a bit but despite him being such a social person stage fright was an issue for him, then he went back to the table afterwards very happy to be back sitting with the beautiful woman next to him now.

The big man ended up finding out about the theater her grandparents and then parents had run, and she had performed in, downtown which was her pride and joy which had him wonder why she hadn't gone up to sing yet. She got to hear about his home as well as some of the places he had been too before he stopped traveling in Maine, something the woman had very much wanted to hear about having been in Amnesty Bay most of her life. The two of them kept talking for a couple hours after which they both had to leave but Abigail suggested he stop by the theater if he felt like it, an open invitation he would accept within the next couple days. They spent a lot more time together from there dating for several months before Girard decided to take the plunge the night after a big performance at the theater which Abby had been practicing for. He waited until after the show, he was never going to miss a chance to cheer her on, letting her relax a little bit after she used everything she had earlier before taking her back up onto the stage and giving her a small songbird carving which was holding the ring he picked out a week prior. It seemed to take a minute for her to get over the shock but then she jumped into his arms and knocked him off balance from the suddenness of it and he went back first into the stage, not to mention the creaky part he had been meaning to fix, putting both of them into a hole in the boards. It was probably the funniest thing that had happened to him period with both of them cracking up about it to this day thinking about just how stupid they must have looked.

The big guy years later is a dad now with two daughters, Haylee at five and Leila at four, and a little french bulldog named Toast basically living his dream and couldn't have been more content. Well that was up until he snapped his favorite handmade chair into splinters seemingly out of nowhere and making a split decision he got himself out of the house before anything else weird happened. He was alone thankfully with the girls over at a friend's house while Abigail was out on an errand so he had time to sort out what was happening to him in the backyard. Once he got his bearing and was no longer ripping up the ground the big man went back inside to figure out how to explain the damage to his wife as well as confer with her on what to do about the new development. When she got back his stress level had risen a fair bit as he thought more about it but with some reasoning and distracting him by humming a tune, to be fair it was for the both of them but Girard was taking this a lot harder, which had them relaxed more in strangely short order which gave her a little cause for worry. In the coming weeks they found out they weren't the only ones having changed seemingly out of nowhere but unlike the rest neither was keen about doing anything with the newfound powers. Family came first before anything plus Abi's power to calm and soothe or brighten up a mood were frankly not all that useful if she did try anything.

Girard was another case entirely practically being a walking talking wrecking ball who had to maintain a certain amount of control, and reinforce the furniture and house in places, to keep to the status quo in any reasonable way. With all the changes the criminal element in Amnesty Bay had seemed to get more active and aggressive making life less comfortable for everyone even if they were directly effected or not. While he didn't want to upset his wife, the big man really couldn't just sit back while there were threats to his family around so he became Tank using his powers for quick hit and run strikes against any offenders he could find doing his best to stay out of the limelight with a costume to help shrug off suspicion. Abby found out eventually knowing full well who she married just asking him to be careful for her and the girls which he made a promise on because they were why he did it in the first place. The man realizes that things are getting more and more dangerous all the time not just in Maine but everywhere and knows he might have to step up into the public view soon to help his city and maybe even more, its just the right thing to do.

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