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Name: Samuel Miller
Code Name: Channel Surfer

Rank: 1 - Rookie
Origin: Mutant
Age: 13
Occupation: Student/Entertainer
Tags & Traits
• Hounded
• Obligation -- Mojo (Replacing Krakoan)
• X-Gene
• Mentor
• Obligation -- School
• Trait -- Quick Learner
• Bonus Trait -- Extra Occupation
• Trait -- Famous
• Trait -- Presence
• Trait -- Public Speaking
• Headquarters
• Lab Access
• Linguist -- English, Spineless One
• Secret Identity
• Young

Mechanical Stats
Melee: 0
Agility: 0
Resilience: 0
Vigilance: 0
Ego: 3
Logic: 4

Powers
1. (Telepathy) Machine Telepathy: Communicate to tech devices (super wi-fi); Logic check vs security.
2. (Trait) Fearless: Edge to action checks vs fear.
3. (Stat Boost) +1 to Ego
4. (Stat Boost) +1 to Logic

Samuel Miller was born missing something most people never question, fear. A rare neurological condition called Urbach–Wiethe Disease had calcified his amygdala, leaving him unable to process terror. Fire alarms annoyed him, jump-scares bored him, and danger was something to be avoided only because risking his safety unnecessarily tended to upset people who cared about him. Doctors warned his parents that the world would be more dangerous for a boy who couldn’t be afraid of it, but no one could have predicted how dangerous or how strange that world would become.

When Samuel was seven, his X-Gene activated in the smallest, strangest way imaginable. While staring at the television in his living room, frustrated by commercials, he thought about wanting something else to watch. The channel changed a moment later. No remote. No wires. Just will. Without any fear of being outed, it was pure luck that the only people who ever found out about it were people who cared about him or people who didn't want the death of a child on their conscience, mutant child or not.

At nine, the channels stopped obeying the rules.

Every so often, without warning, Samuel would find himself watching something that wasn’t from Earth. The visuals were wrong. The colors too sharp. The physics... optional. It happened rarely, he had no control over when it happened, and he had no idea who or what was broadcasting back.

At ten years old, he tuned into the wrong channel.

The screen filled with grotesque neon landscapes and screaming crowds, all overseen by a massive, yellow, slug-like tyrant reclining on a throne that resembled a robotic scorpion. Mojo, ruler of the Mojoverse, saw Samuel watching. And more importantly, he saw that the boy wasn’t afraid.

Mojo’s audience had recently become obsessed with child heroes. Unfortunately, most children screamed, cried, or froze the moment real danger appeared. Samuel Miller did none of those things. Entranced by the action, he tilted his head and leaned closer to the screen.

That was all Mojo needed.

Samuel was abducted and transported to the Mojoverse, thrown into a lethal reality show as its newest star. Mojo rechristened him Channel Surfer, pitting him against deathtraps, monsters, and rival contestants engineered to provoke terror.

They never got it.

Samuel survived not just because he was fearless, but because he was curious. He learned to outthink hazards, manipulate environments, and exploit the Mojoverse’s obsession with spectacle. Over time, his mutant power evolved. He wasn’t just changing channels anymore. He was talking to machines. Understanding broadcasts, interfaces, and control systems instinctively. His ability revealed itself as full-fledged machine telepathy, allowing him to hijack cameras, rewrite game rules, and sabotage Mojo’s own production systems.

For three years, Channel Surfer became a cult favorite. A child who smirked at danger. A contestant who never begged. A star who knew exactly how to give the audience what it wanted, while quietly stacking the odds in his own favor.

When Samuel turned thirteen, everything changed.

Mojo, chasing ratings as always, kidnapped the X-Men and forced them into yet another cycle of humiliating, deadly television. As they always did, the X-Men escaped. And this time, they noticed Samuel. They saw a kid who didn’t belong in that nightmare, no matter how well he’d adapted to it.

They took him with them when they fled.

Back on Earth, the X-Men fabricated a cover story for Samuel’s three-year disappearance. Human trafficking overseas, dangerous deep web entertainment, something that would answer questions without drawing scrutiny or exposing his mutant nature. After spending some time reuniting with his family and settling back into life on earth, Samuel was invited to enroll at the Jean Grey School for Higher Learning, offering him safety and education that ordinary schools wouldn't be able to provide someone in his circumstances.

But Samuel had spent three years performing for an audience that never blinked.

Old habits die hard. His confidence bordered on arrogance, his instincts were still tuned toward spectacle. Worse, parts of him missed the comforts Mojo had provided. Lingering obligations, half-spoken promises, and the Mojoverse’s ever-watchful eye pulled at him from afar.

So when the opportunity arose, Samuel joined the X-tras. Because deep down, he still needed the spotlight. Because somewhere, across realities, the cameras were still rolling.

And Channel Surfer's finale episode wasn't in the program just yet.
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