Name: Danny West
Codename: Frankenstein
City of Operation: Nowhere in particular. On the road.
Appearance: A 7 ft tall, barrel chested, beefy armed, thick necked, hulk of a man. His hair is short, jet black, and constantly spiked out in all directions because of static electricity. His skin is blue and crisscrossed with numerous surgical scars that indicate extensive surgery. He has two bolts sticking out of both sides of his neck, and three protruding from between each knuckle. He doesn't wear shirts often, will never wear sleeves, and wears short almost exclusively.
Age: 3
Gender: Male
Superpowers:
-Electricity: Danny runs on an internal supply of electricity. The electricity can be expended to perform various feats. He can discharge it through the air, pump it directly into something, electromagnetize himself, or push his muscles beyond their limits.
-Super Strength: Danny is really strong to begin with, easily capable of lifting a family sedan all on his own. When expending electricity he could do the same to a tank or full 18-wheelrer, trailer and all. He is also capable of great leaps, able to clear a two story building unaided and a five story expending electricity.
-Endurance: Under normal circumstances Danny just flat out does not get tired. He doesn't need air, food, or water, and could run for up to three straight weeks without stopping to rest. While he still feels pain, and heals at the rate of a normal person, Danny can survive things that would kill a normal person outright.
Skills/ Talents: Danny enjoys working on cars, and is an excellent mechanic.
Equipment: Danny carries a metal chain wrapped around one arm, and a battery pack on his belt good for one full charge-em-up in case of emergencies. His vehicle of choice is a loud, dark blue hotrod with lighting lovingly painted where flames would normally go. He calls this the Frankenwagon. He also has a credit card that he is only allowed to use to buy gas.
Weaknesses: Danny is reliant on his internal battery to live. Using it up is the only way for him to get truly tired. He gets slower, weaker, and less intelligent the lower it gets. His hair is actually an indicator of his current power level, as it starts to droop when it's used up. To correct this he has to find a source of electricity to draw from. Left without the ability to charge back up, Danny will last approximately three weeks, provided he doesn't tap his internal battery. Obviously he can not use electricity when submerged in water, or when in physical contact with someone else.
Despite his ability to function with nominally fatal injuries, Danny can not survive the destruction of his brain. He can not move any part of his body that is not connected to his brain.
Danny does not do quiet. If he is coming at you, you know.
Psyche: Danny approaches all things with a strange mixture of Déjà vu and awe, like he has seen something before but is super excited to see it just one more time. If it's something really cool, like a laser beam, a giant, or a dinosaur, he'll want to see it no matter how dangerous it might be. He is essentially a giant child who wants to be a superhero because it allows him to see, do, and experience amazing things.
He's ruled by his emotions, especially anger, and is extremely naive. The kind of person that really believes that you can just punch all the badguys to make the world better, and that all the big badguys wear costumes so you can identify them.
There are two things he respects above all others: the words of his father and sanctity of life.
History: Herbert West, eminent Doctor, had heard all the jokes and until it turned out things that go bump in the night actually existed his fondest wish was finding a practice where no one had ever heard of either H.P.Lovecraft or Jeffrey Combs. But when he saw that all the other monsters of Gothic horror were out and about curiosity got the best of him and he decided, what the hell, I'll crack open the old book and maybe see if Mary Shelly was onto something.
Using John Does from the local morgue he set about his dark work, experimenting in his basement to create life. He succeeded beyond his wildest dreams.
The first year was rough. He obviously couldn't let Danny out of his stately manor home because, lets face it, that would raise some very uncomfortable question about where he'd come from. Fortunately, he'd recognized where Frankenstein had gone wrong. What he had here was a child, and he resolved to treat it like one. His development was remarkable. In six months he was coordinated enough to let out of the basement, within the year he was speaking. within the next he and his father were talking shop about vintage cars and arguing about the quality of giant robot television shows. Despite these mutual loves Danny eventually grew listless, wondering about the world outside their door. Herbert realized that he had to let his boy spread his wings come what may, and sent him off in the car they'd built together to seek adventure.
He's been on the road for a about four months now, seeing various things and helping various people. It is only coincidence that brings him to Cleveland on the eve of its darkest hour. That, and The Rock and Roll Hall of Fame!
