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P R O F I L E I N F O R M A T I O N P R O F I L E I N F O R M A T I O N NAME: | Siro Clemente Burgos _______________________________________________________________________ STATUS: | Active _______________________________________________________________________ INDEX DATE: | 1985/12/06 _______________________________________________________________________ DATE OF BIRTH: | 1967/11/13 _______________________________________________________________________ ALIAS(ES): | Cicada _______________________________________________________________________ RESIDENCE: | Victoria, British Columbia _______________________________________________________________________ CITIZENSHIP: | American, Italian _______________________________________________________________________ CLEARANCE LEVEL: | Special Agent B A C K G R O U N D B A C K G R O U N D The sixth of seven children, Siro was born in Brooklyn, New York, at the wane of the '60s. He was in utero when the October 18th CME left Earth at a standstill, and came into the reeling world less than a month later. With a Puerto Rican mother and a Sicilian father, Siro's parents faced their fair share of predjudice, and had worked tirelessly to distance themselves from negative stereotypes. This meant, while exemplary role-models of work-ethic and fortitude, they were seldom present around the family home, and Siro was largely raised by his elder siblings. He was a smart boy, with a quick wit and a lust for knowledge; among the brightest in his neighbourhood, but was destined to live a life of hardship, with his family scraping together pennies to ensure food filled the table. Poverty, as it often does, begot lawlessness. When their father broke his back and was forced out of work, Siro's older brothers found ways to compensate for his lack of income β by hook or by crook. Their involvement with thieves and drugdealers was an open secret. Siro, like a flower budding in the cracks between concrete, was unavoidably bound for the same fate. When his abilities began to manifest throughout puberty, they were subtle; difficult to detect. A child cannot understand true power, no less use it wisely, and Siro, in his adolescence, was no different. He exerted his influence on others; for favour, for loyalty, for a kiss from the prettiest girl at school. He knew no different β this, he thought, was a simple exercise in charisma. In time, he, along with those he had manipulated, came to realise he was different. At first, he was feared; then, he was coveted. He was only fourteen when he became embroiled in a life of crime. Petty, for the most part. Convincing clientele to pay a premium for the newest strain of cannabis by elevating their high; exacerbating the fears of rival gangs to drive them away from the neighborhood; intimidating clerks into cooperation in robberies. All of these actions he conducted in secret, a silent accomplice to men much older and more malevolent than he. He became a valuable asset of his brothers' street-side associates, far more valuable than anyone who had came before him. As the years passed, resentment bred among some of his brothers, who had done the dirty work to build favour, and they drifted apart. One in particular, Matteo, tormented Siro; jealous of his talents, envious of his likeability. If it was not for Matteo, Siro might never have been found by the Bureau. Perhaps he would have came to realise the wrongs of criminality in adulthood, and sought out to follow his father's path into a life of labour work β or, perhaps, more fatalistically, he might've continued down the path of crime and ended up dead or imprisoned. Whatever the case, that was not what fate had in store. When Siro was eighteen years of age, he had an explosive row with Matteo; one that resulted in his brother beating him severely. To this day, due to the rush of adrenaline in the air, Siro does not recall how it happened β or if he wanted it to happen. Matteo had a devastating, anomalous seizure; one that left him severely disabled. At the time, Siro thought he had killed him. He ran and ran, hiding away in the streets, petrified of what would become of him. Before law enforcement or his family found him, a stranger did; one who offered and outstretched hand and a proverbial get-out-of-jail card. A man he came to know as Tiberius Church. If responsibility alone hadn't kept him away, then the shame of nearly killing his brother would have. In the blink of the eye, Siro's life in his hometown was brought to an end. R E C R U I T M E N T R E C R U I T M E N T 1985. The year Hyperhuman panic infested the globe. Before then, Siro hadn't known what he was by any kind of name. The craze coincided with his departure from New York City, when the Bureau first took him into their custody. He was lucky, in many ways, that the bulk of his crimes had occured when he was a minor. While undeniably a juvenile delinquent, he had been groomed into a ne'er-do-well by adults who saw him as a tool. Someone within the Bureau took pity on him and looked beyond his record to see him for what he truly was: a smart young man who had been forced to grow up far too soon. He was given a chance to train and study through the Bureau; to use his abilities for what he believed to be good. He was grateful, and he had no other choice. Siro's relationship with his family was nearly nonexistent, aside from with his eldest-sister, Anna, whom he viewed in many ways as a surrogate mother. They wrote to one another, and she was candid with him β most of his kin feared him. Some loathed him. Right as the Hyperhuman scaremongering had reached its fever-pitch, they had witnessed Siro cripple his brother with nought but his mind. He was living proof of the dangers of the Hype-Gene, and he would be kept at a distance from his family as a result. He found kinship within the Bureau throughout his training, but it never scratched the itch of true belonging. As a Hyperhuman that was able to blend in with the rabble, he studied Biochemistry at the University of British Columbia. He sought to learn the science behind his powers, to understand them implicitly so he would never harm someone mistakenly again. He vowed also to never exercise his powers to manipulate someone for trivial personal gain, such as a romantic partner β though none of his flings would believe him, anyway. He knuckled down, trained diligently, and sought to amend the trajectory of his life for the better. C A R E E R W I T H T H E B U R E A U C A R E E R W I T H T H E B U R E A U Siro completed his training for the Bureau as a freshfaced idealist. Inspired by his mentors, he set out to make a difference in the world. His idealism, it would seem, was rather fragile, however. When once again thrust into the proverbial trenches of the world, he found that the dark corners of his hometown were present in every city in every nation; the same cruel opportunists lurked in every hollow; the same bitterness and prejudice in every community. The optimism that galvanised him through his studies abetted into a jaded sense of duty. He still felt strongly about H.E.L.P.'s cause, but it took months, not years, to re-evaluate what kind of future was even attainable. The need to operate within bureaucracy, and to co-operate with clueless law enforcement, caused him great frustration. Nonetheless, he trusted in his colleagues, and continued to defer to them when he otherwise lacked the professional touch. He has since grown to be pivotal in H.E.L.P.'s field-work; his street-smarts complimenting his biochemical abilities to make him one of the Bureau's most promising agents. However, he has been on the end of multiple disciplinaries, having garnered a spotted reputation for cutting legal corners and slacking on paperwork. Privately, he struggles with the comedown of ability-intensive assignments, which lead to intense mood crashes. This had led to periodic inhibitor use to curb the effects. His occasional 'disappearances', as he retires into isolation between assignments, along with his pheromone coordinating abilities, have led to the coinage of his alias: Cicada. | P H O T O I D E N T I F I C A T I O N _________________________________________________________P H O T O I D E N T I F I C A T I O N  _________________________________________________________ P H Y S I C A L D E S C R I P T I O N P H Y S I C A L D E S C R I P T I O N RACE: | Italian & Latino _________________________________________________________________ SEX: | Male _________________________________________________________________ HEIGHT: | 6'1" _________________________________________________________________ WEIGHT: | 170lbs _________________________________________________________________ HAIR COLOUR: | Black _________________________________________________________________ HAIR LENGTH: | Medium tapered _________________________________________________________________ EYE COLOUR: | Hazel _________________________________________________________________ HANDEDNESS: | Right A B I L I T I E S, L I M I T S, & W E A K N E S S E S A B I L I T I E S, L I M I T S, & W E A K N E S S E S H Y P E R H U M A N A B I L I T Y || BIOCHEMISTRY __PRIMARY CLASSIFICATION || Exoteric __SECONDARY CLASSIFICATION || Biological __POWER SCALE || 5 __THREAT CLASSIFICATION || Ξ (Delta) Through manipulation of hormones and pheromones, Siro can potently influence the biochemical state of those he encounters; capable of shifting anger into rage, lust into infatuation, or numbing joy into mild contentment. Often mislabelled as a 'mind-controller', Siro has no ability to force an action or override an individual's nature. He can, however, bring someone to their emotional extremes with a shift of serotonin, dopamine, cortisol, etcetera. Where most CUPID-type Hyperhumans find ease with enhancing rage (adrenaline/cortisol) and lust (oxytocin/pheromones), Siro has, through extensive research, sought to sharpen every tool in his kit. He has practiced his manipulation extensively on animals, able to exert powerful influence over pheromone-dependant species, such as insects. While understandably feared for his subtle manipulation of adversaries, he is also able to use his talents to aid his allies, as well as himself. Through surges of adrenaline or metabolism control, he can boost strength, speed, energy, and fatigue-resistance. He can offer makeshift medical support by manipulating immune-boosting biochemicals and growth hormones, or facilitate surgery by providing melatonin or endorphins to encourage sleep or numb pain. He is very physically fit; not through tireless hours in the gym, but through HGH and testosterone manipulation to accelerate muscle growth. L I M I T A T I O N S || Siro cannot conjure a thought into his enemies' minds. He can only enhance or reduce what is already there. He cannot make someone infatuated with him unless they already feel some form of attraction, nor can he instill fear in the fearless. And while he may be able to boost melatonin in an advesary to make them drowsy, he cannot force them to lay down their head and rest. Likewise, there are some individuals with such a limited range of emotions that even when brought to their extremes, their behaviour does not change dramatically. This means that, ocassionally, Siro may come across a foe that he is almost powerless against, aside from any narrow physical edge provided by the enhancement of his own biochemistry. Hormonal changes can take time to come into effect, and pheromones require proximity and airflow to effect others. His powers could easily be nullified under the right circumstances, should his foes be adequately prepared to face him. Furthermore, biochemistry is very complicated. Precision is required, and if Siro was to get lax in his approach, he could quite easily cause unintended side effects, such as seizures, mania, or hormonal crashes. W E A K N E S S E S || The constant micromanagement of his own biochemistry leaves Siro prone to emotional burnout and mood instability. While he can quickly rectify these things when healthy, he places himself at risk of a mental breakdown if overly fatigued. Overuse of his abilities can exhaust the endocrine system, causing hormone crashes and illness. Ironically, while he is a master at manipulating the feelings of others, when his tank is empty, he finds it incredibly difficult to balance his own. Finally; while not strictly a weakness, Siro's powers pose a moral dillema β one of agency and free-will β one that can gnaw away at him when in a slump. |
