Name: Hephaestus
Tier: Powered
Gender: Male
Height: 8"5
Weight: 950 lbs, pure muscle
Age: Unknown
Occupation: Remorseless, merciless killer -- a hitman if you will, but not the silent kind
Handed: Ambidextrous, both arms blocks of bruising muscle. However, the left arm can hit much harder due to certain, "augmentations" to be described later
Armor: A heavy, thick 3 inch iron chest plate rests on Hephaestus broad chest and two inch shoulder plates made of a mixture of titanium, copper, and diamond rest on his shoulders. He does not even notice the heavy armor due to his immense strength. On his gauntlet which resides on his left arm, the fore-arm portion of the gauntlet is an inch of pure iron. On his right arm, he wears another 1-inch iron arm-guard which extends from his wrist to just under his shoulder. This right armor piece is concealed under his clothing.
Skin color: His skin is a grey-ish pale, looking sickly, likely due to the countless expirements and augmentations that Hephaestus has fallen victim to. No one has seen Hephaestus's face in years, as it is always covered by a bandana and the brim of his hat, likewise most likely due to some horrible disfiguration that the expiriments had on him
History:INTERVIEWEE: CHIEF DOCTOR JOHN GREEN
INTERVIEWER: WITHHELD FOR SAFETY OF INTERVIEWER
DATE: CLASSIFIED
"Not much is known, nor remembered about the Project Hephaeustus subject's early life. And there sure as hell ain't no records for it, that project was all off the books. I don't know if it's ever going to get declassified as if it is, all involved would probably be imprisoned for years, as what we did there was extremely inhumane. That was the last project I ever worked on at the labratories, I couldn't live with what we had done, what we had
created, and I resigned from my position."
*Subject looks to distance, reminiscing, with sadness and regret in his eye*
"Sorry, what was the question? Ah yes, the test subject's origin. I believe, if my memory serves me correctly, it was a child abducted from the slums, or perhaps a homeless one. One that we believed wouldn't be missed if gone missing. The labratory supplied us with the kid, so I knew little of his background. But our test subjects were recieved almost all in that way, so I would be surprised if he wasn't. When we got him, we hooked him up to some tubing and machines and took some of his vitals. What we wanted to do would work on him, he had the right genes. See, what you gotta understand is that if the subject had the wrong genes, our expiriment was ruined. Unpredictable results could occur, sometimes horrible disfigurations or mental lapses. Before we got down what the genes were, we went through a lot of test subjects to figure out what the right combination was, and I saw a lot of them first hand. Terrible stuff, I tell you."
*Interviewee pulls out a pack of cigarettes. After flipping the top of the box, he shoves it in the direction of the interviewer asking him if he would like one. The interviewer politely declines. He lights the cigarette with a lighter from his pocket, and takes a quick drag.*
"Well, this brings us to the juicy stuff, I suppose. We injected the poor soul with something nicknamed "Super-Roids." It's scientifical name is Muscle and Build Enhancement Serum. I'll never forget the screaming that ensued, as the boy's muscles and bones largened to what must have been at least 4 times their normal size. Poor thing couldn't even recognize itself when the proccess was over. His face... his face was awful, let's just leave it at that."
*Subject takes a very long hit of his cigarette before looking off distantly. The interviewer clears his throat, and the subject is snapped back to reality.*
"Sorry, where was I? Then, once we figured everything was right and all, we outfitted him with some gnarly augmentations. This dude could probably tear a human being in half with little to no effort. Plus, we had some new tech stuff brought over from R and D, and we outfitted him with that as well. This thing was going to be a brutal killing machine. I guess that's when my humanity kicked in, and I couldn't look at the thing in it's test tube without feeling immense guilt. I decided to sneak into the lab at night and let the poor thing free. I don't know what I was thinking, I didn't think about any of the repercussions. That was years ago. I have no idea where he is now, but sometimes I see things on the news that make me think I've found him again."
*** END INTERVIEW ***
IMPORTANT NOTE: INTERVIEWEE DECEASED 2 YEARS LATER BY BEING TORN IN HALF, IN WHAT SEEM TO BE STRING OF MURDERS RELATED TO ALL THOSE WHO WORKED ON PROJECT HEPHAESTUS
Augumentations/Abilities- Extreme Strength - The Super-Roids, Muscle and Build Enhancement Serum, or whatever you want to call it has increasted Hephaestus's strength astronomically, turning him into something of a freak of nature. He can lift upwards of 4,000 lbs (2 metric tons), and easily smash things like concrete or punch right through a sheet of steel. The intense muscles in Hephaestus' legs make it so that he can run and jump 2.5 metres high, only to come land down and causing severe damage to the floor. He is no athlete however, and he is not capable of running fast speeds, but that is not to say he is immobile.
- Tough Skin / Durability - The roids have given him super thick and durable skin. Whilst it it is nothing like being as hard as a rock, the skin takes strong exertions of force to be broken. He is more durable, being able to take several serious wounds that no human could ever survive.
- Augmentation: Eye - In the labratories, they removed Hephaestus' left eye and replaced it with a glowing blue electronic eye. They can see in the dark, detect heat, and magnify things.
- Augumentation: Left Arm - The arm has been wired to even further compound the immense strength Hephaestus has. He can charge the arm up, and release the charge, so to speak which cause an extreme vibration for up to five seconds which vibrates so fast that it is possible to gring bones to dust and to create a bloody mess of a human... literally.
Equipment, Weapons, Etc.- A giant broadsword, which he has shoddily fashioned out of a truck bumper as the blade, and a large plumbing pipe as the hilt. The blade measures five feet in length, and is too heavy for anyone who is not strong enough to pick up. He generally weilds the sword in his right hand, keep his augumented left hand open to attack. The bumper sword is kept strapped to his back via a leather strap.
- A gauntlet which he dons on his left hand. The gauntlet features a small barrel that protrudes from the top of the gauntlet. This barrel is capable of firing rapid machine gun fire, and being used as a flamethrower of sorts. The controls for the gauntlet are located on the palm of the glove, being a holographic touch screen. Hephaestus usually simply taps the holo screen with his left middle finger, whilst aiming his gun for easy access. (sort of like the spiderman web shooters =P)
- Two very large Luger pistols, made specifically for him. He seldom uses the two, each with only six shots available to fire.
