Merry Christmas boyos, don't forget to, like, be a good person and stuff. Also start thinkin of a new years resolution you'll actually go through with.
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8 yrs ago
Status update: staying up all n8ght fuckin sucks and procrastination is a vile temptress.
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9 yrs ago
4 months into this hole 'being a responsible adult thing' and I've come to a conclusion: It sucks and I want to go back to the days where I didn't have to plan out my game time.
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9 yrs ago
Was supposed to be productive tonight. . . will try to be productive in the morning
@21308What is this snow of which you speak off? Is it the white stuff that is foretold to fall to the ground and cost the world in white? As a Californian, I've only heard rumors of this mythical substance.
Damian Alexander Ahote Mallory, but he prefers to go by Alex
Age:
18
Gender:
Male
Appearance & Attire:
Damian is around the average height at 5'10, weighing in at around 162 pounds or so, a little on the heavier side of what's to be expected but he attributes that to some weight added on my his prosthetic arm. While he's technically a mix of Native American and Irish, most people wouldn't be able to tell. From his long jet black hair, to his tanned skin, to the structure of his face, he seems to have gotten most of his looks from his mother, the only thing he really seemed to have gotten from his father were the greenish tinge that spread out in a sort of starburst formation from the pupils of his hazel eyes, and a faint dusting of freckles along the bridge of his nose and upper cheekbones. His body is in the state of being well enough, as he makes sure(read as is forced to) do exercises daily as part of his physical rehabilitation as well as his father's attempt to keep him fit.
His body is pretty lean and lanky, not sporting much muscle to speak of, but not sporting any unneeded fat either. His torso, however, is a mess of scars, both surgical and strangers ones that seem almost like someone had scrapped skin from his body, leaving slight depressions in his skin. He also has these surrounding his eyes as well, but he starts everyday by hiding them with cover up to avoid questions. He hates having to use make-up, but he'd rather not get into discussions about how he got said scars if possible. That being said, the discussion comes up anyway when people see his prosthetic right arm, so it's always a question of why even bother most days. He tries to hide it by wrapping it up in bandages, but that only brings up more questions, making it a never-ending cycle of futility, though that's never stopped him from trying.
His usual attire is nothing fancy most of the time, and his winter attire is no different. In the chilly months, he resorts to a long sleeved grey thermal tee underneath a winter jacket, usually black in color, a pair of blue jeans, and some thick boots. If the weather finally decides to rise to a reasonable temperature, he'll usually wear a light jacket over the long sleeve instead. He wears a pendant around his neck, a simple one that has a piece of amber that's been shaped into a horn. It's the only thing he has to know his mother by, and treasures it dearly because of that.
Skills/Talents:
He's a programmer and a gamer, never having worked out a day in his life that wasn't part of a school curriculum. He's not super unfit, as he does make the effort to eat healthy and jog on a regular basis to keep himself from becoming a recluse(as well as it being a part of his physical rehabilitation), but he won't be winning any marathons. He also likes to draw from time to time, not being that good but not being that terrible either. He considers himself decent on his up days, and a complete and utter failure on his low ones. Aside from those two things, he isn't especially good or bad at everything, maybe being above average at his academic stuff, but that's about it.
Brief Backstory:
Alex lived with his father in the city of Verthaven, with his father being a highly respected member of the community and just the two of them living in two-story house in Union-Point hills. He had only the faintest memories of his mother, who had died before he could remember. He had never been told how his mother died, and while obviously curious once he became old enough to become aware of that fact, he never could bring himself to ask his father. He had always felt a deep sadness in his father, one that always seemed to grow whenever his mother was mentioned.
He discovered his affinity with Technopathy when he was around 7 or 8, when his dad found him flipping channels on the T.V. just by staring at it. His father was so happy that he didn't even care that earlier that same day, he'd been suspended for getting into a fight with another student. 'Ah, You've just got a temper is all, just like your mother. Haha, she would've killed you for this, but before worrying over you like a fussy hen over her eggs.' It was one of the few times he'd ever heard his father speak about his without any sadness in his voice. It was only years later that he'd find out why his father was so elated, beyond fatherly pride that is.
4 years come and go without major incident, with Alex's father trying and failing to teach him how to use his abilities due to the differences in how they functioned, until one day when disaster strikes. As the son of a prominent Meta-human doctor, it was an inevitable conclusion that he'd eventually be targeted, yet it once his father never felt the need to plan for. he felt that with NEST and the police on the look out for the gangs and terrorist that'd try to go after his son would never be able to make it. His over-confidence in the gov't capabilities was misplaced, however, as Alex was kidnapped on his way home from school by the ever mysterious Hands of Science. He and some other carefully selected Meta-humans of all ages and classes, were to become test subjects for a weapon the notorious group had created through their research, an insidious device that caused a Meta-humans cells to begin the Ashing process. The test took place in the Ghost Town, away from prying eyes and all Alex could do was watch in horror as dozens of people were killed in cold-blood, fading away until there was nothing left. Not every execution went off without a hitch, however , as some were only partially turned before the Ashing halted, leaving only half-living corpses in their lace. As he stared down the barrel, facing death as it began to charge an the end coming ever nearer, he prayed to god for some miracle to save him from death. But soon, all he could feel was pain as the world exploded around him .
It wouldn't be for another 4 years, at the age of 16, that Alex would finally open his eyes again, though he'd be quick to realize they weren't the ones he was born with. His sight was too crisp, too clean,, his eyes felt heavy in his head. Only half-thoughts could form as he looked around, only to be suddenly engulfed by his father in a extremely tight hug as he sobbed hysterically, tears flooding down his face, which had aged so much that it startled him. Over the next few months, ALex would be told of how NEST found him and the other surviving Meta's after noticing an odd level of power fluctuations in ghost Town. They arrived on the scene immediately, soon discovering the building the test were being held in and busting their way in. They found Alrx along with the few other survivors, his body rapidly beginning to break down as the process began. He had been rushed to the hospital, where his father himself had operated on him, doing everything he could and more to save his son's life. He succeeded in the end, but not without severe consequences. Alex's eyes and arm had suffered catastrophic damage and had to be removed completely, as well as his brain and heart suffering from serious damage that left him comatose and tied to a machine. Many saw Alex as a terminal case, with little chance of making it through anymore, and told his father to just pull the plug and end his suffering. His father promptly told those people that they could take their opinion and go fuck themselves with it, before heading off to his labs, determined not to lose the only family he had left. It had taken years of work, research and pushing himself to the limits of his ability for him to become the man he is today, a pioneer in prosthetic technology, and more importantly, the man who gave his son back his life.
The next two years have been spent on physical therapy, as his muscle had atrophied due to disuse over the years, and also making sure everything was functioning properly. Once his father deemed him fit, as his recovery was sped up through the use of his father's other machines, his father decided it was time for him to learn how to use his abilities and how to control them, especially his rage-based ones, in order to prevent this kind of event from happening again. In truth, his father wanted him to have his powers suppressed to eliminate the danger entirely, and Alex was tempted to do so as well, but then his father told him of how his mother died, using her power, which was a similar form of emotional manipulation only more focused on defensive use than offensive, to save his father from an attack from a powerful Meta-human criminal. She had never really made use of her powers before, seeing no need to, and while it was strong enough to save many, many lives, the strain was too much for her to handle and she Ashed away right in front of him. Alex didn't want to lock up his power, he didn't ant to live in fear of it. Knowing of his mother's sacrifice, he felt as inspired as he felt saddened. He wouldn't allow himself to be but in that same situation. He learned first hand that danger always comes when you least expect it, so he at least wanted to learn how to fight back. HIs father was against it at first, but once he saw the stubborn look in Alex's eye that was so much like his mother's, he couldn't resist and gave in. He worked some added safety measures into his arm and sent him of to Academy 218, hoping that he made the right choice.
Power Information
Power Class:
Super-System, Cerebral
Power:
Technopathy: This is an ability he inherited from his father, though instead of gaining control of the hardware like his father, his son has a more intimate connection with technology. He doesn't command them so much as ask them to do what he wants, the download and uploading of data in and out of his head being more like a conversation than a strict process. The software, the coding and programs that form the synapses of the technology and tell it what to do is his domain. This allows him to interact with the tiny constructor drones in his robotic prosthetic, guiding their movements and actions with remarkable ease, as well as the queen, which were built by his father. The drones and the arm are made from a experimental metal alloy that has been infused with Meta-human energy, making it resistant to the abilities of other Metahumans.
Alex main use of this Technopathy is focusing more on his true passion: Coding, with a focus on game design to be precise. With his ability, there are very few computers and technologies he can't coax into giving up their secrets, if he ever decided to get into the hacking field(not to say he's never hacked before, of course, but he's done it very rarely). Also, thanks to the fact that his eyes are now all machine, he can create a form of HUD display in which he can actively scan and get a read out on a particular piece of technology, a program he created using his powers. He's done several such programs for his arm as well, from making it have capable of being a wi-fi hotspot, creating a few gigs of space using constructors in order to store his music, to even setting up a holographic display(a device he kinda hacked out from his dads files) around his arm, so he can do things like watch tv, get the time, surf the web, etc, etc
Cybernetic Enhancements: After losing his right arm, eyes, and nearly his life the first time he lost control of his powers, his father, a powerful Technopath and a highly regarded doctor, immediately set to work helping his son to recover. The drive created from his need to help make sure this event never happened again drove his powers to new heights, allowing him to control technology down to it's base materials, and from those, created entirely new technologies that previously wouldn't be thought easily possible. With this new power in hand, he slowly but surely began to work on advanced prosthetics, a slow and steady process of over 5 years and numerous prototypes where his son was the main test subject. Eventually, he was able to get them to their current level of aptitude.
Along with the arm, he also has a cybernetic eye replacements, allowing him to see as normal, though they are capable of scanning people vitals(which causes his eyes to change like so when activated) and if they are suffering any injuries on their person or exhibiting signs of heighten electrical activity(so he knows who to stay away from), a symbiotic heart implant, as that was also dangerously damaged during the event and was the first thing that his father worked to create, as he likely wouldn't have made it past the age of 15 without it. There are also a few others that help make sure that everything else in his body stays functional.
Along with having all of the functionality of a regular arm, is also has an array of offensive and defensive tools incorporated into it, as well as some more luxury-features that Alex later added in with his own abilities. These include a decent amount of enhanced strength and durability(more so in the later than the former), allowing him to lift people much larger than him with ease and take a blow from Meta-humans with super strength with barely a dent in the casing. His shoulder and part of his torso has been reinforced and fitted with advanced shock-absorbers, so as to minimize the damage that such actions and impacts would have on the rest of his body. The arm also has a built in taser, so along as someone comes is in physical contact with the arm, they'll be in for a world of hurt, and this can be used at a range by having his drones build darts to launch at his foes.
The drones themselves are phenomenal works of engineering by his father, able to make anything from bed sheets to high powered laptops and even greater than that as well, as long as they have a blueprint coded into the software. On hand, Alex has about every blueprint one could ever need for the luxury items in his life, but he also has a cool little tool that he kinda begged out of his dad, who also repurposed it for less emergency based needs. Basically, Alex can summon a force field that has three modes:Comfort, Personal defense, Group Defense. In more detail, he has a device in his arm(that he can also make for others using his drones) that can cover him in a field of modified Meta-human energy, using him as the battery. In comfort mode, it basically keeps him warm and protection him from air and waterborne hazards by filtering them out or simply blocking them, as well as keeping the temperature around his body relatively comfortable in regards to his surroundings. The field is completely invisible and fits solely around his body, almost like a second skin. Personal defense mode makes it a bit more visible, as it forms a malleable oval that bends and contorts in conjunction with his body, and provides moderate level of protection from physical attacks, and a noticeably better protection from elemental based attacks. This is what he uses in a fight and to keep his heart from immediately getting shut down while engaging with an Electrokinetic. The final form is for when he needs to protect a group, and is the strongest of the three, covering up to 10 meters in diameter. While the energy consumed is usually his, if he can get a volunteer to stick a needle in their arm, connected to his, he can share the burden with them, making the shield that much more stable.
Limits:
The constructor bots have strict guidelines set in place by his father, partly so he doesn't abuse the constructors and partly to keep him from draining himself dry. No lethal weapons are allowed, nor any form of explosive device, and he can't make anything that can't fit within a 6ft circumference.
When engaging with technology, he needs to focus on his 'conversation' with the software, so he can't do if there's a lot of distractions nearby or he's suffering under some kind of duress.
The constructors drones run on his meta-human energy, and the amount they take is related to the size and complexity of an item, with complexity taking a lot more out of him than size. Something like a laptop, tablet, or smartphone will leave him feeling, while relatively small in size, will leave him quite fatigued after making it due to how complex the machinery is. Making a large blanket or comforter, however, is rather easy. The time it takes for him to create something goes from anywhere between 5-45 seconds depending on the item. Making the Porta-shield, the most complex thing he can build, will leave him very much drained and maybe even slightly paralyzed.
When it comes to the porta-shield, the drain is relative to the strain being put on it. Comfort mode is the easiest to maintain, so much so that he can keep it on indefinitely in most cases, the drain is so minor. It starts to get to him, however, when he's stuck in extremes of either weather cycle, and while it'll still take a while for him to run low on energy, he'll have to conserve what he has access to more efficiently, less he ends up stuck in the snow with a metal arm. Personal defense is tougher to maintain, definitely something he won't be using for extended periods of time if he can avoid it. The protection can be overcome if hit by a strong enough blow attack, and the shield doesn't completely block out physical attacks either, as he'll still be knocked back and stagger, it just that he won't have to worry about broken bones along with it. Given the drain, this is one that he tends to only use against foes where he's definitely going to be in for a bad time if he doesn't. Group protection is the one that can kill him f he's not careful and doing it alone. While maintaining it by itself is rather easy, once it's put under strain, it really starts eating through his energy. If it's overcome by the attack the shield will give out final shockwave in attempt to knock the aggressor back. F he has enough energy in him, he can throw in a flash bang as well, to disorient them while people either attack or try to escape. After using this, Alex is almost always down for the count, barely able to move, think, or speak, let alone create anything. This is an extreme last resort move, when their is no other option to keep either himself or a group alive.
Weaknesses/Drawbacks:
The Queen that creates the Constructor Drones and provides the with materials(who synthesizes them by feeding passively feeding on ALex's Meta-human energy) to build, which are rather small at about 2-3 cm in length, is embedded in his shoulder. If that area is ever damaged, or if the queen is ever compromised, then Alex will lose all ability to over his constructors, and maybe in his arm if the damage is severe enough. The Arm also has a weak spot on the inside of the elbow, so a strong hit there could probably rip right through and either remove or disable everything to the south of that point.
Due to the fact that his constructors have a finite material amount to build with, he can only build a limited amount of things before his drones need to refil, which would take about 1-2 minutes if he completely exhausts them(like if he made a ridiculously good laptop or the Porta-shield), but usually takes him about 30 seconds or so if he's still got some in reserve.
Due to his mechanical parts, even though the material they're made of was meant to be resistant to Meta-Human powers, are highly susceptible to strong electrical currents. So if Alex is charged with enough true electricity, then any and all of his prosthetics could shut down, leaving him potentially blind, unable to use one of his arms, and suffering from cardiac arrest due to his heart suddenly stoping. That latter is a problem for most, but for him the risk is especially high.
He suffers from splitting headaches and debilitating nausea when he's close contact with electromagnetic waves, as they interfere with the machines in his head. If one were to focus a beam or something of that nature of electro-magnetic waves at him, they'd temporarily short circuit and he'd be instantly knocked out, and stay like that for a good five minutes or so, give or take.
Can't swim that well do to the fact that his body is kinda lopsided in the wait department, so water is definitely something to be careful of.
As far as combat's concerned, Alex just isn't a fighter, having n experience, training, or natural skill in that field. All he has is his tenacity, his brain, and gadgets, and while they help, that's not always going to cut it.
Relationships
Family:
Nita Mallory: Mother(Deceased)
Braden Mallory: Father
Dynamics:
Basically your character's relationship with other characters. {Character Name} | {Impression (Good/Bad/Neutral} | {Relationship (Friend, Rival, Crush, etc)} | {Character Thoughts via in-character quote} |
Other
Alex is a creative and romantic sort, prone to flights of fancy and chasing various ideals that pop into his head. He has a bit of a temper, but tries very heard to keep it in check, often taking part in things like Yoga, Tai-chi, and meditation to help him stay calm. Other than that, he's also a bit of a jokester, always ready to make a sarcastic reply or a joke, though whether he's any good at it depends on who you ask. Despite his near death experience, he's quite care free, except when it comes to his abilities, not really stressing much on anything.
Is currently taking remedial classes in order to catch up on the six years of school he's missed. It's a lot of work to do, and in not a lot of time, but he's busting his ass to get it done. That means that he tends to spend a lot of time by himself or in the library studying and practicing like there's no tomorrow.
Hates Carrots and Greens
Is somewhat addicted to sugary foods
Is a relative open-minded person and always ready to make new friends
@Mr Allen JNice, post will be coming either later tonight or tomorrow, got plans tonight(that sadly don't include seeing the Force Awakens), so probably won't have much time to post until it gets late.
@MaxxOkay, I went with your idea, because it did help with the logic of his ability a bit and helps to better visualize the process in ones head. Currently working on my second character, though might finsih this weekend instead of tonight, it's getting late on my end.
Daniel Mores, but he asks people to call him Tempest cause he thinks it sounds cool. He's also been called 'The Red Storm, due to the coloration of his sand . . . and how he sometimes gets blood in it when he uses his more . . .damaging moves.
Age:
19
Gender:
Male
Appearance & Attire:
Tempest is quite the intimidating figure when you look at him, standing at a towering("read as annoying") 6'4 and 179lbs, he easily dwarfs most people. He's full-blooded American Caucasian from the Pacific shores of California, and his skin is that rough tanned color one gets when they've been out in the sun as much as they possibly can. He has short, curly blonde hair, the tips of which are dyed a dark crimson red("using the blood of my enemies! . . . okay, not really, that'd be gross"), which is his favorite color. Well, that and pink, Moving on, we come to his face, which could've been handsome at one point, and still has a certain charm to it, but you an tell that Tempest has been in quite a few scuffles in his day. His lips are rough with scars, his nose looks like it's been broken quite a few times, and he's got a not quite ld stitch scar that runs down the side of his face("That was a fun day, though I wish she had told me her Dad was a meta before inviting me to her room in the middle of the night . . . eh, probably still would've done it"). His eyes are normally an intense Forest green, with specks of golden hazel blazing like dying embers, but when he really gets going, they slowly transition into a menacing blood red, the iris growing big enough to cover most of his eye and his pupils shrinking down to give him a more bestial appearance. HIs canines are permanently sharpened like fangs, though he's missing one of his top ones, as it got knocked out in a fight. Kind takes the intimidation factor out of it, but Tempest doesn't mind that much. He's got a lean build with a fair amount of muscle and tone, with a six-pack, biceps, etc, as well as his fair share of scars and stories to tell about them(which may or may not be true), though none of them are of any particular note. He also has a tribal tattoo over his chest of a wolf howling at a full moon.
As far as his attire, it's usually thrown together at the last minute of a jacket, followed by a tank-top, some ripped up jeans, and combat boots. He has no warm winter clothes because he's never had to really worry about the cold before.
Skills/Talents:
He's good with knives, an instinctually savage street-fighter with an 'anything goes' fighting style that will use every trick in the book to tae down an opponent. He's also good at taking a hits, actually enjoying the pain a little at first, where the adrenaline and excitement of the moment turn pain into pleasure and pleasure into ecstacy. He's also a skilled driver, though most people who are in the passenger seat swear they saw their life flash before their eyes fifteen times once thy shakily exit the vehicle. He's also damn good at sleight of hand, street magic, and pick-pocketing.
Brief Backstory:
"I came! I saw! And I fucked. Shit. UP!" Tempest's life, growing up in the Meta-capital of Cali that is Verthaven, was pretty much what you'd expect from meeting him. He never fit in with most people at school, argued and fought with his teachers, got into a lot of fights at school, and so on and so forth. He also had the younger sister who was the good child that everyone loved and always compared him to, who got good grades, didn't start trouble, and didn't have a ridiculously high medical bill. His parents were rather well off, and had given there son everything and more, and had stripped him of almost everything once he started hanging out with the wrong crowd. All this kind off stuff should've made him a bitter, spiteful piece of work who hated and lashed out at the world for not understanding him. But in truth, Tempest couldn't be paid to give a flying fuck about what the world thought about him, or most people for that matter. His brain was just different in a way few could hope to understand.
It was when he entered the middle school when he first discovered his powers, having locked himself in the Janitors closet and, in his desperate to get out, turned the door into a pile of sand. Now, while most would've kept such a secret under wraps, not wanting to draw undue attention, Tempest was using it everyday he could, whenever he could, practicing it where ever he went in order to get better and stronger. It wasn't long after that when other powers began to emerge, most of which were connected to his first power, though one or two were something complete different. With these powers in hand, he quickly started to gain some recognition among the streets of Verthaven, woking at times as an errand boy for the fiends, other times just kicking the crap out of people in bar fights, gang wars, and all other kinds of carnage and mayhem. One day, however, he went a little bit too far and was a little bit too cocky, which ended up with him being caught and given a choice: Go to prison for a long time or go to Academy 218. A school in alaska that was basically like the Meta-equivalent of Juvie? Tempest almost asked them what kind of punishment was that, but he kept his mouth shut, did whatever was needed to get the paperwork finalized, said later to his family, and headed off to a new adventure, ready to bust some caps, crack some skulls, and take names.
Power Information
Power Class:
Super-System (Bestial, Elemental
Power:
Desert Manipulation: "Where ever I go, the desert shall follow me, for I am it's incarnation . . . of complete badassery!" The first phase of this ability is manipulation, generation, and storage of sand. Whenever sand comes under his power, it always takes on a deep red color, the reason is unknown but the cool factor is undeniable. He's been using it for years, and has grown quite adept in using it, both in and out of combat. Combat-wise, he can do the obvious thing of manipulating a big hunk of sand and smacking it into another person, but he's also able to make constructs out of the substance as well, of varying density. At it's densest, Tempest could easily block a hit from a Super-strength meta, and break bones with a single solid smack, but he rarely does that for reasons to be explained later. He can also pierce through people easily, but most frequent use of this sand is to increase his physical ability by forming a durable outer coating that has wonderful shock absorption capabilities, as well as giving him the ability to get in close with stronger Meta and hit with a large sand fist right in there face. You see, along with making constructs of varying sizes, he can also form mini-sandstorms around his select body parts, a swirling mass of blazing hot winds and rapidly spinning sand particles that make for quite the painful experience when they make contact with the skin.
Out of combat,He can also make floating platforms of sand anywhere within 5 meters of himself, strong and large enough for him and one other normal sized person to stand comfortably when needed. If it's just him, he can even fly around on them a little bit, though they aren't that fast. He can also store about 1 ton of sand in his body at any given time, and while this isn't fully translated into his actually weight, it doesw make him quite a bit denser and a lot heavier. This gives him the bonus of being tougher to put down, as a denser body means that he's more durable as well. But how does one get that much sad anyway, if they aren't frolicking through the Crystal Shores. Well he just needs to find something nobody gives a shit about and turn it into sand, of course. As long as he isn't at max capacity, he can turn any non-living material material into sand, given he has enough time, focus, and energy. His min use for this ability is good Ol' B&E, though if he ever shaped up to societies standards he'd probably make a damn good demolitions expert. The time and energy required to change something to sand usualy goes from 15 secs at the easiest up to 2 mins for the most difficult, which are usually metals.
Limits:
What are the restrictions to your character's power? For a firebender, it'd be something along the lines of "can only produce a certain amount of fire"
Weaknesses/Drawbacks:
What are the detrimental effects of your power, or anything someone can take advantage of?
Relationships
Family:
Dynamics:
Basically your character's relationship with other characters. {Character Name} | {Impression (Good/Bad/Neutral} | {Relationship (Friend, Rival, Crush, etc)} | {Character Thoughts via in-character quote} |
Other
Anything else? You can put personality tidbits here.
@Mr Allen J So here's my revamped Alex, with some new abilities to mix in witth his new focus.
Basic Information
Name:
Damian Alexander Ahote Mallory, but he prefers to go by Alex
Age:
18
Gender:
Male
Appearance & Attire:
Damian is around the average height at 5'10, weighing in at around 162 pounds or so, a little on the heavier side of what's to be expected but he attributes that to some weight added on my his prosthetic arm. While he's technically a mix of Native American and Irish, most people wouldn't be able to tell. From his long jet black hair, to his tanned skin, to the structure of his face, he seems to have gotten most of his looks from his mother, the only thing he really seemed to have gotten from his father were the greenish tinge that spread out in a sort of starburst formation from the pupils of his hazel eyes, and a faint dusting of freckles along the bridge of his nose and upper cheekbones. His body is in the state of being well enough, as he makes sure(read as is forced to) do exercises daily as part of his physical rehabilitation as well as his father's attempt to keep him fit.
His body is pretty lean and lanky, not sporting much muscle to speak of, but not sporting any unneeded fat either. His torso, however, is a mess of scars, both surgical and strangers ones that seem almost like someone had scrapped skin from his body, leaving slight depressions in his skin. He also has these surrounding his eyes as well, but he starts everyday by hiding them with cover up to avoid questions. He hates having to use make-up, but he'd rather not get into discussions about how he got said scars if possible. That being said, the discussion comes up anyway when people see his prosthetic right arm, so it's always a question of why even bother most days. He tries to hide it by wrapping it up in bandages, but that only brings up more questions, making it a never-ending cycle of futility, though that's never stopped him from trying.
His usual attire is nothing fancy most of the time, and his winter attire is no different. In the chilly months, he resorts to a long sleeved grey thermal tee underneath a winter jacket, usually black in color, a pair of blue jeans, and some thick boots. If the weather finally decides to rise to a reasonable temperature, he'll usually wear a light jacket over the long sleeve instead. He wears a pendant around his neck, a simple one that has a piece of amber that's been shaped into a horn. It's the only thing he has to know his mother by, and treasures it dearly because of that.
Skills/Talents:
He's a programmer and a gamer, never having worked out a day in his life that wasn't part of a school curriculum. He's not super unfit, as he does make the effort to eat healthy and jog on a regular basis to keep himself from becoming a recluse(as well as it being a part of his physical rehabilitation), but he won't be winning any marathons. He also likes to draw from time to time, not being that good but not being that terrible either. He considers himself decent on his up days, and a complete and utter failure on his low ones. Aside from those two things, he isn't especially good or bad at everything, maybe being above average at his academic stuff, but that's about it.
Brief Backstory:
Alex lived with his father in the city of Verthaven, with his father being a highly respected member of the community and just the two of them living in two-story house in Union-Point hills. He had only the faintest memories of his mother, who had died before he could remember. He had never been told how his mother died, and while obviously curious once he became old enough to become aware of that fact, he never could bring himself to ask his father. He had always felt a deep sadness in his father, one that always seemed to grow whenever his mother was mentioned.
He discovered his affinity with Technopathy when he was around 7 or 8, when his dad found him flipping channels on the T.V. just by staring at it. His father was so happy that he didn't even care that earlier that same day, he'd been suspended for getting into a fight with another student. 'Ah, You've just got a temper is all, just like your mother. Haha, she would've killed you for this, but before worrying over you like a fussy hen over her eggs.' It was one of the few times he'd ever heard his father speak about his without any sadness in his voice. It was only years later that he'd find out why his father was so elated, beyond fatherly pride that is.
4 years come and go without major incident, with Alex's father trying and failing to teach him how to use his abilities due to the differences in how they functioned, until one day when disaster strikes. As the son of a prominent Meta-human doctor, it was an inevitable conclusion that he'd eventually be targeted, yet it once his father never felt the need to plan for. he felt that with NEST and the police on the look out for the gangs and terrorist that'd try to go after his son would never be able to make it. His over-confidence in the gov't capabilities was misplaced, however, as Alex was kidnapped on his way home from school by the ever mysterious Hands of Science. He and some other carefully selected Meta-humans of all ages and classes, were to become test subjects for a weapon the notorious group had created through their research, an insidious device that caused a Meta-humans cells to begin the Ashing process. The test took place in the Ghost Town, away from prying eyes and all Alex could do was watch in horror as dozens of people were killed in cold-blood, fading away until there was nothing left. Not every execution went off without a hitch, however , as some were only partially turned before the Ashing halted, leaving only half-living corpses in their lace. As he stared down the barrel, facing death as it began to charge an the end coming ever nearer, he prayed to god for some miracle to save him from death. But soon, all he could feel was pain as the world exploded around him .
It wouldn't be for another 4 years, at the age of 16, that Alex would finally open his eyes again, though he'd be quick to realize they weren't the ones he was born with. His sight was too crisp, too clean,, his eyes felt heavy in his head. Only half-thoughts could form as he looked around, only to be suddenly engulfed by his father in a extremely tight hug as he sobbed hysterically, tears flooding down his face, which had aged so much that it startled him. Over the next few months, ALex would be told of how NEST found him and the other surviving Meta's after noticing an odd level of power fluctuations in ghost Town. They arrived on the scene immediately, soon discovering the building the test were being held in and busting their way in. They found Alrx along with the few other survivors, his body rapidly beginning to break down as the process began. He had been rushed to the hospital, where his father himself had operated on him, doing everything he could and more to save his son's life. He succeeded in the end, but not without severe consequences. Alex's eyes and arm had suffered catastrophic damage and had to be removed completely, as well as his brain and heart suffering from serious damage that left him comatose and tied to a machine. Many saw Alex as a terminal case, with little chance of making it through anymore, and told his father to just pull the plug and end his suffering. His father promptly told those people that they could take their opinion and go fuck themselves with it, before heading off to his labs, determined not to lose the only family he had left. It had taken years of work, research and pushing himself to the limits of his ability for him to become the man he is today, a pioneer in prosthetic technology, and more importantly, the man who gave his son back his life.
The next two years have been spent on physical therapy, as his muscle had atrophied due to disuse over the years, and also making sure everything was functioning properly. Once his father deemed him fit, as his recovery was sped up through the use of his father's other machines, his father decided it was time for him to learn how to use his abilities and how to control them, especially his rage-based ones, in order to prevent this kind of event from happening again. In truth, his father wanted him to have his powers suppressed to eliminate the danger entirely, and Alex was tempted to do so as well, but then his father told him of how his mother died, using her power, which was a similar form of emotional manipulation only more focused on defensive use than offensive, to save his father from an attack from a powerful Meta-human criminal. She had never really made use of her powers before, seeing no need to, and while it was strong enough to save many, many lives, the strain was too much for her to handle and she Ashed away right in front of him. Alex didn't want to lock up his power, he didn't ant to live in fear of it. Knowing of his mother's sacrifice, he felt as inspired as he felt saddened. He wouldn't allow himself to be but in that same situation. He learned first hand that danger always comes when you least expect it, so he at least wanted to learn how to fight back. HIs father was against it at first, but once he saw the stubborn look in Alex's eye that was so much like his mother's, he couldn't resist and gave in. He worked some added safety measures into his arm and sent him of to Academy 218, hoping that he made the right choice.
Power Information
Power Class:
Super-System, Cerebral
Power:
Technopathy: This is an ability he inherited from his father, though instead of gaining control of the hardware like his father, his son has a more intimate connection with technology. He doesn't command them so much as ask them to do what he wants, the download and uploading of data in and out of his head being more like a conversation than a strict process. The software, the coding and programs that form the synapses of the technology and tell it what to do is his domain. This allows him to interact with the tiny constructor drones in his robotic prosthetic, guiding their movements and actions with remarkable ease, as well as the queen, which were built by his father. The drones and the arm are made from a experimental metal alloy that has been infused with Meta-human energy, making it resistant to the abilities of other Metahumans.
Alex main use of this Technopathy is focusing more on his true passion: Coding, with a focus on game design to be precise. With his ability, there are very few computers and technologies he can't coax into giving up their secrets, if he ever decided to get into the hacking field(not to say he's never hacked before, of course, but he's done it very rarely). Also, thanks to the fact that his eyes are now all machine, he can create a form of HUD display in which he can actively scan and get a read out on a particular piece of technology, a program he created using his powers. He's done several such programs for his arm as well, from making it have capable of being a wi-fi hotspot, creating a few gigs of space using constructors in order to store his music, to even setting up a holographic display(a device he kinda hacked out from his dads files) around his arm, so he can do things like watch tv, get the time, surf the web, etc, etc
Cybernetic Enhancements: After losing his right arm, eyes, and nearly his life the first time he lost control of his powers, his father, a powerful Technopath and a highly regarded doctor, immediately set to work helping his son to recover. The drive created from his need to help make sure this event never happened again drove his powers to new heights, allowing him to control technology down to it's base materials, and from those, created entirely new technologies that previously wouldn't be thought easily possible. With this new power in hand, he slowly but surely began to work on advanced prosthetics, a slow and steady process of over 5 years and numerous prototypes where his son was the main test subject. Eventually, he was able to get them to their current level of aptitude.
Along with the arm, he also has a cybernetic eye replacements, allowing him to see as normal, though they are capable of scanning people vitals(which causes his eyes to change like so when activated) and if they are suffering any injuries on their person or exhibiting signs of heighten electrical activity(so he knows who to stay away from), a symbiotic heart implant, as that was also dangerously damaged during the event and was the first thing that his father worked to create, as he likely wouldn't have made it past the age of 15 without it. There are also a few others that help make sure that everything else in his body stays functional.
Along with having all of the functionality of a regular arm, is also has an array of offensive and defensive tools incorporated into it, as well as some more luxury-features that Alex later added in with his own abilities. These include a decent amount of enhanced strength and durability(more so in the later than the former), allowing him to lift people much larger than him with ease and take a blow from Meta-humans with super strength with barely a dent in the casing. His shoulder and part of his torso has been reinforced and fitted with advanced shock-absorbers, so as to minimize the damage that such actions and impacts would have on the rest of his body. The arm also has a built in taser, so along as someone comes is in physical contact with the arm, they'll be in for a world of hurt, and this can be used at a range by having his drones build darts to launch at his foes.
The drones themselves are phenomenal works of engineering by his father, able to make anything from bed sheets to high powered laptops and even greater than that as well, as long as they have a blueprint coded into the software. On hand, Alex has about every blueprint one could ever need for the luxury items in his life, but he also has a cool little tool that he kinda begged out of his dad, who also repurposed it for less emergency based needs. Basically, Alex can summon a force field that has three modes:Comfort, Personal defense, Group Defense. In more detail, he has a device in his arm(that he can also make for others using his drones) that can cover him in a field of modified Meta-human energy, using him as the battery. In comfort mode, it basically keeps him warm and protection him from air and waterborne hazards by filtering them out or simply blocking them, as well as keeping the temperature around his body relatively comfortable in regards to his surroundings. The field is completely invisible and fits solely around his body, almost like a second skin. Personal defense mode makes it a bit more visible, as it forms a malleable oval that bends and contorts in conjunction with his body, and provides moderate level of protection from physical attacks, and a noticeably better protection from elemental based attacks. This is what he uses in a fight and to keep his heart from immediately getting shut down while engaging with an Electrokinetic. The final form is for when he needs to protect a group, and is the strongest of the three, covering up to 10 meters in diameter. While the energy consumed is usually his, if he can get a volunteer to stick a needle in their arm, connected to his, he can share the burden with them, making the shield that much more stable.
Limits:
The constructor bots have strict guidelines set in place by his father, partly so he doesn't abuse the constructors and partly to keep him from draining himself dry. No lethal weapons are allowed, nor any form of explosive device, and he can't make anything that can't fit within a 6ft circumference.
When engaging with technology, he needs to focus on his 'conversation' with the software, so he can't do if there's a lot of distractions nearby or he's suffering under some kind of duress.
The constructors drones run on his meta-human energy, and the amount they take is related to the size and complexity of an item, with complexity taking a lot more out of him than size. Something like a laptop, tablet, or smartphone will leave him feeling, while relatively small in size, will leave him quite fatigued after making it due to how complex the machinery is. Making a large blanket or comforter, however, is rather easy. The time it takes for him to create something goes from anywhere between 5-45 seconds depending on the item. Making the Porta-shield, the most complex thing he can build, will leave him very much drained and maybe even slightly paralyzed.
When it comes to the porta-shield, the drain is relative to the strain being put on it. Comfort mode is the easiest to maintain, so much so that he can keep it on indefinitely in most cases, the drain is so minor. It starts to get to him, however, when he's stuck in extremes of either weather cycle, and while it'll still take a while for him to run low on energy, he'll have to conserve what he has access to more efficiently, less he ends up stuck in the snow with a metal arm. Personal defense is tougher to maintain, definitely something he won't be using for extended periods of time if he can avoid it. The protection can be overcome if hit by a strong enough blow attack, and the shield doesn't completely block out physical attacks either, as he'll still be knocked back and stagger, it just that he won't have to worry about broken bones along with it. Given the drain, this is one that he tends to only use against foes where he's definitely going to be in for a bad time if he doesn't. Group protection is the one that can kill him f he's not careful and doing it alone. While maintaining it by itself is rather easy, once it's put under strain, it really starts eating through his energy. If it's overcome by the attack the shield will give out final shockwave in attempt to knock the aggressor back. F he has enough energy in him, he can throw in a flash bang as well, to disorient them while people either attack or try to escape. After using this, Alex is almost always down for the count, barely able to move, think, or speak, let alone create anything. This is an extreme last resort move, when their is no other option to keep either himself or a group alive.
Weaknesses/Drawbacks:
The Queen that creates the Constructor Drones and provides the with materials(who synthesizes them by feeding passively feeding on ALex's Meta-human energy) to build, which are rather small at about 2-3 cm in length, is embedded in his shoulder. If that area is ever damaged, or if the queen is ever compromised, then Alex will lose all ability to over his constructors, and maybe in his arm if the damage is severe enough. The Arm also has a weak spot on the inside of the elbow, so a strong hit there could probably rip right through and either remove or disable everything to the south of that point.
Due to the fact that his constructors have a finite material amount to build with, he can only build a limited amount of things before his drones need to refil, which would take about 1-2 minutes if he completely exhausts them(like if he made a ridiculously good laptop or the Porta-shield), but usually takes him about 30 seconds or so if he's still got some in reserve.
Due to his mechanical parts, even though the material they're made of was meant to be resistant to Meta-Human powers, are highly susceptible to strong electrical currents. So if Alex is charged with enough true electricity, then any and all of his prosthetics could shut down, leaving him potentially blind, unable to use one of his arms, and suffering from cardiac arrest due to his heart suddenly stoping. That latter is a problem for most, but for him the risk is especially high.
He suffers from splitting headaches and debilitating nausea when he's close contact with electromagnetic waves, as they interfere with the machines in his head. If one were to focus a beam or something of that nature of electro-magnetic waves at him, they'd temporarily short circuit and he'd be instantly knocked out, and stay like that for a good five minutes or so, give or take.
Can't swim that well do to the fact that his body is kinda lopsided in the wait department, so water is definitely something to be careful of.
As far as combat's concerned, Alex just isn't a fighter, having n experience, training, or natural skill in that field. All he has is his tenacity, his brain, and gadgets, and while they help, that's not always going to cut it.
Relationships
Family:
Nita Mallory: Mother(Deceased)
Braden Mallory: Father
Dynamics:
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Other
Alex is a creative and romantic sort, prone to flights of fancy and chasing various ideals that pop into his head. He has a bit of a temper, but tries very heard to keep it in check, often taking part in things like Yoga, Tai-chi, and meditation to help him stay calm. Other than that, he's also a bit of a jokester, always ready to make a sarcastic reply or a joke, though whether he's any good at it depends on who you ask. Despite his near death experience, he's quite care free, except when it comes to his abilities, not really stressing much on anything.
Is currently taking remedial classes in order to catch up on the six years of school he's missed. It's a lot of work to do, and in not a lot of time, but he's busting his ass to get it done. That means that he tends to spend a lot of time by himself or in the library studying and practicing like there's no tomorrow.
Hates Carrots and Greens
Is somewhat addicted to sugary foods
Is a relative open-minded person and always ready to make new friends
@Spoopy ScaryRight, sorry. I kinda get ahead of myself when I get inspired to make characters and such, hence why I suck at calming powers down once I have an idea in my head. To be fair, I was planning on making the other two a lot weaker then the main power(bestial traits being he can smell better and has sharpened fang-like canines, Violence empowerment only affecting his physical abilities and raising them by a noticeable, but not large, amount). But yeah, have to slow my roll in this RP and think things through.
@Mr Allen JI've got an Idea for a character once I finish tweaking the powers for Alex, but I've got to ask something first: Is it okay if I have his abilities based around that of a god(I'm going with Set). He'll have Desert Manipulation(Main Power), Violence empowerment(Secondary Power), and some bestial traits akin to canines and Jackals(Tertiary Power).
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