Character you have created: Dean Smith
Alias: X-Ray
Speech Color (Actually say what you're using): N/A
Character Alignment: Hero
Identity: Secret
Character Personality:
Dean doesn't know who he is, a rights activist undercover as a authoritarian superhero, or an authoritarian superhero undercover as an activist. He is torn between his left-wing ideals and more right-wing practicality and is unsure of much of what he does. Generally he is quite quiet perceptive person, has a certain stalkerish aspect to him liking to watch and study others, but has a sense of humour to him and can be quite snarky at times.
Appearance
Dean is 28 and though he looks his age there is an undeniable youthful aspect to him, a mixture of wide eyes, soft pale complexion and unkept dark curly hair. He has a sullen nature and is generally hunched over a little, bringing his 6'2 down a couple of inches. He has a lean but toned build and is somewhat wiry but strong. A trace of a London accent lingers in his speech a remnant from his parents. Reminiscent of a young Ewan McGregor.
Uniform/costume:
Origin Info/Details: (sorry if this is a little convoluted)
Dean was midway through a doctorate in radiology when he had a crisis of conscience, took a gap-year, met a girl and joined New-World: a left-wing human rights group that opposes vigilantism and mass surveillance. As an activist he went undercover to sabotage a project by a company called I-Tech who were planning to build an x-ray camera. The resulting explosion not only destroyed the prototype and research but also left Dean blinded.
Thinking the incident an accident the CEO paid for all medical expenses to try and restore Dean's sight, in doing so they were able to inadvertently reverse engineer the effects of the camera from the strobe imprint left of Deans eyes and unwittingly gave him x-ray vision. The CEO wanted to make him into a superhero and use him as a symbol to show criminals they were always watched, going along with it in the hopes of getting further into the system in order to bring it all crashing down and to use his powers to expose heroes secret identities. X-Ray was born.
As things progressed though Dean found himself wavering, he vision allowed him to see more crime and suffering than he had imagined. A tipping point came when he used his powers to save his girlfriends life. He now has no clue where he stands.
Hero Type (Select one): Other
Power Level (Select one below): City/Street
Powers (Be Specific):
X-ray vision
Can see through stuff, his visor also gives him telescopic and microscopic vision.
X-ray hand blasts
Used more to stun/blind people than for actual damage. Power wise they are less powerful than Wasp's (from the avengers not an actual wasp) blasts when focused.
However they are very versatile; while not very damaging they can penetrate very well and focus on a specific point, allowing him to potentially nick an artery or other such unpleasantness and to shoot through armour. Combined with his vision he can also use to to cauterise internal wounds or to numb pain.
Attributes (Select one at each category):
Height: 6'2
Weight: 14st
Strength Level: Normal Human
Speed/Reaction Timing Level: 40
Endurance at MAXIMUM Effort: Normal Human
Agility: Normal Human
Intelligence: Average
Fighting Skill: Trained
Weight: 14st
Strength Level: Normal Human
Speed/Reaction Timing Level: 40
Endurance at MAXIMUM Effort: Normal Human
Agility: Normal Human
Intelligence: Average
Fighting Skill: Trained
Resources: Large
Weaknesses:
- Can't see through/x-ray blasts won't work on lead or plot relevant substances
- Durability wise just an average joe
Supporting Characters (Does your character have a significant other? A mother? Friend? Who are they, what do they have to do with your character?):
Ellie Moss: Love interest and fellow human rights activist
George Goldstein: Mentor/Archenemies former owner of I-Tech
Chris Collens: Friend and sketch artist, skilled at visualising X-ray's descriptions
Do you know how to post pictures on RPG boards?: YUP :)
Sample Post:
“What do we want?”
“End to vigilantism!”
“When do we want it?”
“Now!!!”
“Companies like I-Tech think they can use CCTV to invade our privacy, super-vigilantes think because they have powers it gives them the right to police us. They're unaccountable and we didn't elect any of them!!!”
“No!!!”
Dean added his now hoarse voice to the crowd's chanting responses. The downpour of rain had matted his unruly mop of hair down to his forehead and drenched his tattered hoodie through to the skin but none of that registered to the post-graduate student. He gripped his wooden sign ever tighter, shouting along with the protestors and focused on the words delivered through the megaphone...or rather on the girl that was delivering them. The I-Tech HQ buildings loomed above them, a name synonymous with dystopian surveillance and rumoured meta-research.
An hour later he and Ellie were sat shivering in a small coffee shop attempting to warm up over a pair of hot-chocolates.
“I thought it went well.” Dean exclaimed, trying to lead off with a positive, his smile admittedly feeling a little forced. This had been their lowest attended protest to date, it felt more and more like the corporation and the capes were winning.
“Bloody weather.” Ellie muttered between sips. Like a lot of bombastic people Dean found Ellie to flip between either hyper enthusiasm or extreme pessimism at the drop of a hat. “We need to do something more than just...protest all the time.” Her frustration was taken out on the fortunately quite durable mug. “I-Tech don't care, everytime the capes beat up some space-squid people think it's acceptable for them to police us.”
“We've started the petition?” Dean offered, setting down his cup. “We can send that straight to the government, they'll have to at least look at it. People are behind us.” He'd joined the New-Word human rights group before he'd met Ellie, though admittedly she had become a big incentive for his dedication to the group. It seemed like a better use of his gap-year than just travelling the world and getting hammered, plus he felt it was really time he put his liberal beliefs into practise.
“Sod the petition.” Ellie spat dejectedly followed by a pout. Dean gave a sigh of resignation and slumped back into his seat.
“Alright then, what do you think we should do?” He asked. Ellie paused for a moment considering something, hesitation was not very characteristic of her. Suddenly she looked up at him, brown eyes shining, then turned to rummage through her bag. Uh-oh, Dean felt he had a sixth sense for when a girl was about to get him into trouble, though lacked the ability to avoid it. This 'date' had an ulterior motive.
“Radiology right?” Ellie asked while flicking through a folder of papers she'd produced from her rucksack.
“Huh?”
“The doctorate your doing, it's in radiology?”
“Yeeeaahh.” Dean answered hesitantly. “It's imaging technology we use it for medical-”
“They're up to something new.” Ellie cut him off. “I don't know what, we're blind when it comes to inside information. But they've been hiring left and right, whole loads of people across different fields and one such position...” She slid a printed sheet of paper across the small table to him.
“Intern in radiology, for work with ultrasound and x-ray technologies.” Dean read the title of the job advert aloud.
“If we have someone on the inside then we can really hit them, do an expose to the press, show people what they're up too,building mass CCTV networks, funding super-vigilantes.” Well wasn't that just convenient. Looking up Dean saw the clear pleading in her face, she was desperate. Are you just using me? He really couldn't tell. “What do you say? We can bring down I-Tech together.”
Shit.
“End to vigilantism!”
“When do we want it?”
“Now!!!”
“Companies like I-Tech think they can use CCTV to invade our privacy, super-vigilantes think because they have powers it gives them the right to police us. They're unaccountable and we didn't elect any of them!!!”
“No!!!”
Dean added his now hoarse voice to the crowd's chanting responses. The downpour of rain had matted his unruly mop of hair down to his forehead and drenched his tattered hoodie through to the skin but none of that registered to the post-graduate student. He gripped his wooden sign ever tighter, shouting along with the protestors and focused on the words delivered through the megaphone...or rather on the girl that was delivering them. The I-Tech HQ buildings loomed above them, a name synonymous with dystopian surveillance and rumoured meta-research.
An hour later he and Ellie were sat shivering in a small coffee shop attempting to warm up over a pair of hot-chocolates.
“I thought it went well.” Dean exclaimed, trying to lead off with a positive, his smile admittedly feeling a little forced. This had been their lowest attended protest to date, it felt more and more like the corporation and the capes were winning.
“Bloody weather.” Ellie muttered between sips. Like a lot of bombastic people Dean found Ellie to flip between either hyper enthusiasm or extreme pessimism at the drop of a hat. “We need to do something more than just...protest all the time.” Her frustration was taken out on the fortunately quite durable mug. “I-Tech don't care, everytime the capes beat up some space-squid people think it's acceptable for them to police us.”
“We've started the petition?” Dean offered, setting down his cup. “We can send that straight to the government, they'll have to at least look at it. People are behind us.” He'd joined the New-Word human rights group before he'd met Ellie, though admittedly she had become a big incentive for his dedication to the group. It seemed like a better use of his gap-year than just travelling the world and getting hammered, plus he felt it was really time he put his liberal beliefs into practise.
“Sod the petition.” Ellie spat dejectedly followed by a pout. Dean gave a sigh of resignation and slumped back into his seat.
“Alright then, what do you think we should do?” He asked. Ellie paused for a moment considering something, hesitation was not very characteristic of her. Suddenly she looked up at him, brown eyes shining, then turned to rummage through her bag. Uh-oh, Dean felt he had a sixth sense for when a girl was about to get him into trouble, though lacked the ability to avoid it. This 'date' had an ulterior motive.
“Radiology right?” Ellie asked while flicking through a folder of papers she'd produced from her rucksack.
“Huh?”
“The doctorate your doing, it's in radiology?”
“Yeeeaahh.” Dean answered hesitantly. “It's imaging technology we use it for medical-”
“They're up to something new.” Ellie cut him off. “I don't know what, we're blind when it comes to inside information. But they've been hiring left and right, whole loads of people across different fields and one such position...” She slid a printed sheet of paper across the small table to him.
“Intern in radiology, for work with ultrasound and x-ray technologies.” Dean read the title of the job advert aloud.
“If we have someone on the inside then we can really hit them, do an expose to the press, show people what they're up too,building mass CCTV networks, funding super-vigilantes.” Well wasn't that just convenient. Looking up Dean saw the clear pleading in her face, she was desperate. Are you just using me? He really couldn't tell. “What do you say? We can bring down I-Tech together.”
Shit.
