Victor Williams/Midas
Victor Williams
| {Age} |24
| {Species} |Human
| {Gender} |Male
| {Appearance} |Victor Williams is a hazel eyed young man with dark brown hair. He stands just below 6 feet and weighs approximately 170lbs. His fair skin doesn’t have a spot of ink on it and he keeps a clean and somewhat professional appearance. Victor believes every day holds chances to make impressions, and that your first is the most important. To Victor, your wear and appearance is the first impression before you have the chance to open your mouth most of the time. Victor is usually wearing some form smile on his face and is very animated when conversing with others.
| {Equipment and Personal Belongings} |Victor owns Victory Pawn, a pawn shop located in Central City’s Siltwood district and also owns a fifteen passenger van from his old transportation service, and a black Ford Mustang.
LARA is Victor's 1 ft tall robot assistant at his work desk, but not much more than that as she is only capable of walking, grabbing, lifting a maximum of 10 lbs. LARA responds to commands for basic tasks and has limited responses to certain cues and commands.
Nothing noteworthy.
| {Superpowers} |Intuitive Aptitude. Victor can instantly learn and understand the workings and mechanics of anything, regardless of how simple or complex. He can comprehend the complexity and exactness of events, organisms, objects, subjects, fields, powers, etc. with less need of long-term or special education, or explanation than someone would normally need. Though this ability may seem passive, Victor can only truly use this ability when he actually gives attention towards an object or subject of interest as well as a little bit of background knowledge.
Mechanical Intuition. It's with this ability that Victor is able to build mechanical blueprints and creations with nothing but his imagination and what most might deem junk, scraps, or unrelated parts. This ability seems to be an offshoot and product of his primary ability and his natural ability to improvise.
| {Limitations} |Even if Victor clearly understands a problem and a solution, he may not have the time or resources to implement the appropriate action. He sometimes doubts his creations as they don’t always come out the way he imagined aesthetically. Also, Victor’s powers are based on his instincts and are more of a reflex, which makes it difficult for him to explain why things work. Victor's understanding of physical feats and superpowers does not provide him with the ability to mimic feats and powers as he is limited by his own fitness, biology and lack of additional powers.
When it comes to reading people and even objects, Victor can be deceived. For example, someone who is highly deceptive will be easier to read than an average person, but he can still be duped or get the runaround. When it comes to objects, Victor may get conflicted if he believes an object doesn't look the way it should operate. For example, a benign object with magic properties that allow it to explode.
Victor cannot understand the goings on of magical subjects due to the chaotic and unreal nature of magic.
| {Personality} |This man’s name probably only applied to his high spirits and optimism for the majority of his life. Victor was a loser in most aspects in life, but only because he was just on the verge of winning. Victor is a fast talking extrovert with a lot energy and seems to always have stupid grin on his face. He attempts to make friends with anyone willing and not willing to listen to him go on and on about whatever happens to be on his mind.
Victor enjoys helping and working with others in need, but can sometimes be a bit overbearing or heavy-handed in his approach without even realizing it. He’s also a bit too overconfident for his own good at the time… maybe all the time. Some may find him to be obnoxious or hard to follow, so it’s good for there to be someone who can set him back on track or slow him down. He can sometimes be a bit too trusting of people’s stated intentions and always tries to see the best a person has to offer.
As bright and smiley Victor is, his moral compass isn’t so straight and narrow. As long as something appears to be harmless or just deserved, it’s fine to do.
| {Place of Origin} |Central City.
| {Background} |Nathaniel Williams. The man was an avid gambler that did not know when to exactly quit. He’d win some and lose more. It was a surprise he kept himself afloat, but anyone who knew him knew he always had a scheme that could help dig him out of any hole. He was unreliable, a conman, a fabricator, a scam artist, and he was also Victor’s father. Victor’s mother tried her damndest to keep Nathaniel from seeing his son after they had parted ways due to his insane lifestyle, but Nathaniel came around every now and again with gifts for Victor. He always told his son he had made it big and would become a millionaire with a lavish mansion in no time. As a naive child, Victor admired his father. The man always had adventurous tales and seemed to be doing well whenever he did show up to visit him. Despite Victor’s mother telling him otherwise, Victor held onto the hope that the state he saw his father in was the constant.
In time, Victor adopted a similar persona to his somewhat deadbeat father, with dreams of making it big, whatever that really meant. Victor saw his father less as he got older, but he held on to the hope that his father would show up and take him away when he turned eighteen, unfortunately, the man never showed. His mother figured Nathaniel showed up just enough that she wouldn’t think about setting up child support payments and it was why he showered Victor in gifts whenever he showed, but she kept her thoughts from Victor who admired the man he thought he knew. Despite Victor hoping to spend the rest of his life “working” with his father, he had more than a few ways to make his own cash. By the age of nineteen, Victor had established a single-vehicle transportation service, pawning disposed of and sometimes lost items, as well as various manual labor jobs. He kept at this for a few years until he found out his mother was diagnosed with breast cancer. Treatment was expensive, and so Victor turned to the only method he knew of that made little cash turn to plenty. Gambling. He hit casinos as often as he could. He won some, but sadly he lost more. He was Nathaniel’s child through and through. Lost money led him to loaned money and loaned money led to him being in hard debt. He kept his head up, even when threatened with eviction. Victor would tell you his lowest moment was during the night the particle accelerator went off. He had been looking to make some extra cash due to the influx of people attending the activation of the ground-breaking event by using his transportation service, but a temporary lockdown of the immediate area screwed up thing for his cash flow.
After three weeks Victor had begun getting intense migraines. He took painkillers, which helped, but the migraines never ceased. Going to the hospital might have been a wise decision, but he couldn’t afford to take time out of hustling for cash. His mothers’ treatment depended on it after all.
One day, about a month after the disastrous night of the particle accelerator incident, Victor had scrounged up enough cash to have the confidence to jump into a high stakes poker game. He won, but it was odd. Victor had always gone with his gut, but it was never this right. Like the worst gambler ever, he tried his luck the following night at the casino and ran home with four times what he put in. Bluffs were easy to identify, and he just “knew” what to do to win. After a few days, he got odd looks from the staff and hit the Black Jack tables which only made things worst as he was beating the hell out of the house. In one week, he had amassed thousands of dollars which were more than enough to pay off his debt and sufficiently make payments toward his mother’s treatments. He decided to engage in some underground gambling. High stakes like the initial game he had dominated. It was shady, but his victories elicited others to step to the plate. During this time Victor noticed he could dissect people. Not physically, but he had a good impression of what they were all about. Life was great. Enough so that he bought out a local pawn shop, renaming it Victory Pawn. He knew where to find goods from already, but he didn’t expect that he knew how to actually repair and repurpose some of the things he found in the scrapyard. It was odd, but the feeling reminded him of when he would play poker. He just “knew” how things worked, how to make them work, and even how to make them work differently. Months passed and his little pawnshop was booming with unique merchandise.
For the next few months, he viewed his capabilities as luck finally turning his way. Winning had finally turned around and embraced him with success. His imagination became a treasure trove for ideas, and those ideas became prospects. He had a hunch he might be a metahuman, but didn’t care to ask too many questions and kept that thought to himself. To just look and automatically know was incredible. There were some ideas he kept for himself such as his Lovely Automated Robotic Assistance or Lara for short, a miniature robot that helped with minor tasks such as grabbing things out of reach and breaking his attention to more important matters with an occasional beep. After a break-in at Victory Pawn, Victor put his ability to the test by building new surveillance cameras after watching a few YouTube videos on security systems. From then on he realized he was not limited to being just a self-made entrepreneur. Victor was also the creative mind and the assembly. With new metahuman threats on the rise, Victor figures new technology might be needed to aid authorities and gutsy heroes. It would be a great opportunity to help his community… oh and also make some more cash if possible. Victor doesn’t plan on suiting up and fighting crime, but he’s willing to give an awesome enthusiastic assist.
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