S T O M P I N G G R O U N D S

New Jersey / East Coast.

P O W E R S

Jason is a prime example of a human at their full physical and mental potential. He's stronger than an olympic athlete and smarter than most polymaths. While his attributes puts him off the charts for normal people and into the extraordinary, he is after all just Human. Having been brought back to life might have arguably enhanced his metabolism to their peak values, but it's almost impossible to know for sure.



Jason Peter Todd is human. He bleeds if he's cut, and he'll die if he's shot enough times. While dying the first time didn't take, he probably will not come back a second time.

Jason's an excellent hand-to-hand combatant, but even in that regard he has his weaknesses. He's a sub-par swordsman, able to use a knife with great ease, but once people start swinging Katanas or sabres, he's left with little more than instinct and intuition.

His left flank's noticeably weaker than his right, partly because he was right handed for most of his life, but also due to a motorcycle accident in his teenage years.
He's a bit of a hothead and might act rashly, resulting in him using his fists in situations where his brains are his greater weapon.




Hand-To-Hand:
Krav Maga, Jujitsu, Karate and Kickboxing are all martial arts Jason has mastered over his life. He's also highly skilled in the Russian grappling art of systema as well as one mean son of a bitch with a knife in his hand. Jason's skills are the product of a lifetime spent on the streets of the east coast's most urban environments in the prescience of his father's gang. His constitution was hardened by the U.S Army Rangers, and then the CIA and ARGUS. And when one lifetime ended, he was reborn into the ranks of the All Caste, whom provided him with skills which would rival those of the League Of Assassins.

Marksmanship:
Todd turned out to be a natural sniper, and that's what got him into the special forces to begin with. His high intellect makes itself known when it comes to precision shooting, and while doing a 12 variable equation in the middle of a hotzone's fun and all, Jason prefers to get in close with an automatic rifle and a handgun.

Survival Skills:
When you are burned, you have nobody. He's learned how to take care of himself ever since he was young, becoming a member of the military enhanced the urban survival skills he had fostered on the road. He's a tested and true tracker, hunter and user of first-aid and basic and some advanced survival techniques.

Intelligence:
Jason's IQ's only overshadowed by his bench press. He posses a natural understanding of mathematics and problem solving, able to perform complex calculations on the fly. He's trained in spycraft, interrogation techniques and gathering intel have all become second nature to him. He's got a bachelor's in criminology, something his father made sure of before he was even 15.

Mystical Knowledge:
Jason has a rudimentary understanding, knowledge and experience of magic. Ducra would try to teach him her ways of how to manipulate the forces one couldn't see. Bend reality to one's will. While Jason saw the appeal, it was something he recognized he had no natural talent for and has no combat applications of the arts. Instead focused on learning how to deal with those that do have the talent he didn't.

Misc. Spycraft:
Jason's an excellent liar, conman and overall quite a grifter. Intelligence and counter intelligence is all a bit of a cat and mouse game for Mr. Todd. He's known to forge ID's, take on new identities or work out a number of different foils to reach his goals. He's got a long list of contacts in the intelligence community - even though most think him to still be dead.

The Biker Prince Of Gotham:
Willy Todd's one of the more ruthless - albeit not successful criminals in Gotham's history. An enforcer turned captain of a motorcycle club, Willis made the road his stomping grounds, and Jason's inherited that from his father. He's an excellent rider of most motorcycles, as well as cars. Prefer American muscle over imports. He's a talented and well trained mechanic, maker of ammunition, mostly slugs and pistol rounds and able to make most basic explosives used in urban gang warfare. Not to mention a wealth of knowledge of the criminal underworld.






To tell the story of Jason Todd, one have to start with his father, John William "Willy" Todd. John was a small time criminal with big ambitions, he was hired muscle of the Gotham Mob by the time of Jason's conception. While his bride-for-the-night wanted to have an abortion, Willy made sure she didn't. Having an offspring filled the man with motivation and he carved his own path as the leader of a motorcycle club, starting the Red Devils, a chapel of Hell's Angels, and when Jason was born his mother wanted nothing to do with the child - more focused on getting her next shot of Heroin.

Jason was Willy's price. His legacy, and he taught everything he knew to the boy. As Jason grew, so did Willy's reach, by the time Jason was a toddler, Willy's gang was one of the biggest up and comers in Gotham. Jason took after his father in most aspects, yet it became clear pretty early that Willy held something other than just pride in the boy. Perhaps it was when the boy was better at Math than him, and only 7 years old. Or perhaps it was how Jason taught himself how to speak Spanish in one summer at 8. He began to feel a sense of dread towards the boy. This caused Willy to turn abusive towards Jason, beating him to 'make him strong' and teaching him that there's only two things to fear in the world. 'God and me, Boy.' Willy would tell him.

Jason grew up a criminal. Petty crimes at the start, but by the time he was 15 he was the prince of crime in the East Coast. People in the Suicide Slum, Crime alley and Queens knew, and feared the red-haired boy. His life took it's first big turn when he was 16. He and a couple of fellow young members of the Red Hood Gang, as it now had become known, were doing their first big score on their own.

Robbing a jewerly store. One of the other guys shot the guard and Jason got pinched making their escape. When held by the local PD, a man in a ten thousand dollar suit and almost as expensive sunglasses walked into the room and took over the line of questioning. He flashed his badge to the cops and disconnected the cameras in the interrogation room. The specifics of what was said in the room are unclear to this day. Only that he was impressed with the young man Most of what happened afterwards in Jason's life's classified.

It's known that he didn't set foot in Gotham for almost ten years afterwards. He's seen in a couple of photos of U.S Rangers basic training. He's named in some redacted reports about fire fights in Afghanistan, and it's known he did two tours in the middle east, once as a Ranger and once as part of some form of special operations. In between the two, he also spent a year in South America working against the Cartels down there, potentially working for the CIA.

During his second tour in the middle east, 3 years ago, Jason and his squad got involved in a local heroin smuggling ring and for reasons unclear to them at the time, they were all burned, and lost all of their safety net from the U.S Government. He and the rest of his unit was KIA by a suicide bomber near to the border of Iraq. Jason Todd was buried in a empty coffin at the Gotham National Cemetary, like his fellow Gothamites who died in the line of duty. His body had never been recovered and news spread of the young soldier's demise. Willy had a heart attack and began retiring from his life of crime soon after the news of Todd's demise.

Jason Todd was dead. But his story wasn't finished and fate had more left for the young man. He woke up in a pool of sickly green water, every part of his body feeling like it was on fire. He screamed, and he ran. He doesn't recall much else about the first few days. His first memories come from waking up in a dark room, one lone candle burning at the far end of the room, where a very old woman sat, watching the flame as if it represented his life.

She was Ducra, Ducra of the All Caste. And she was his savior.
He spent the next three years in Ducra's care. Learning from her, honing his skills to a level he couldn't have imagined before. News of his father's passing has drawn him out of his 'hiding' and back into the realm of the living. He has a birthright to claim and more than a few wrongs to right.




Heavy Is The Head That Bears The Hood: Coming back from the dead, Jason heads to New Jersey as 'Jason Locksley', where the Red Hood gang are said to currently be doing their business. He has a homecoming to attend to. A Birthright to claim, and probably a war or two to get into. Jackson doesn't give him the warmest of welcomes.

My name is Jason Todd, and I used to be a spy: Cole Cash gets in contact with Jason. Cole's a fellow ranger who figured out something was awry about the way Jason was pronounced dead. Cole has a problem Jason's the only one who can solve.

The Losers: Finding out his squad's demise in the Middle East wasn't the random act of a group of Taliban, but rather a conspiracy lead by a rogue agent. Jason reconnects with some people in the intelligence community, outing himself as still being alive and trying to find out why he was burned.

Red Hood's Outlaws:
Jason sets up his base of operations as his 'mercenary unit with morals', turning the Red Hood Gang into an international mercenary outfit hellbent on preventing crime by taking control of it. He'll have to deal with non-believers and loyalists to the ways of his father, and Jackson, the previous Captain.

The One Who Made You:
Essence, a fellow member of the All Caste finds Jason and tells him that the All Caste has been destroyed, that he's the only chance at saving Ducra and preventing the Caste from collapsing. They go to the pocket dimension of the All Caste and fight their way through the undead forces of The Untitled.

Always bet on red:
Roulette scouts him for one of her 'games'.

Worst. Heroes. Ever.
Rick Flag approaches Jason and forces him to work with The Suicide Squad on a mission.

Never Meet Your Heroes - you might have to shoot them.
The world's coming to an end. Jason has to join up with the Justice League to lend his aid. Leads to his first real act of heroism and it might pave the way for him scraping the 'anti' off his Hero card.



Allies:

Ducra:
The closest thing to a mother Jason had. Ducra taught him ways to calm his soul after his resurrection, putting to rest many of his aggressions he had in his previous life. Well, putting to rest is quite the stretch. She helped him channel them into something more useful.

Essence:
A fellow member of the All Caste. She, unlike Jason had quite the knack for magic and uses it to get in touch with the Shadow Force of the Dark Zone. She uses these abilities to bend shadows to her will, energy projection, telepathy and teleportation, amongst others. She and Jason had a romance during their time together and she's more than a little upset that Jason chose to leave the All Caste.

The All Caste:
A counterweight to the league of assassins. The two have always existed and it's impossible to know which was the first. They both draw their power from mysticism and tradition, but while the League focuses on shifting the world, the All Caste's focused on protecting the spiritual side of the world. They guard the veil and protect the souls that linger there. They are sworn enemies of The Untitled.

Sasha Scarlet:
Fellow street urchin and member of the Red Hood gang. She and Jason were an item before Jason got pinched and left the gang behind. Now that he's back, they've rekindled their once upon a time love.

Rose Wilson - Batgirl:
Jason Todd met Rose Wilson while the Ravager was ravaging the human trafficking rings and drug cartels of South America. Despite Todd carrying a badge, the pair came to an agreement with Todd often watching Rose’s back with a .50 caliber sniper rifle while the Ravager literally cut the cartel down. Apparently violence and a love of big guns caused romance to blossom between the pair and they spent more nights than not with their legs tied up in knots. While as hot as a fire, the relationship only only burned bright for a short time before being snuffed out as both Jason and Rose parted ways for their respective destinies. Jason also had a run-in with her father in the middle east, when the Terminator aided his unit shortly before his demise.

Cole Cash - Grifter:
Cole and Jason got to know each other during Jason's first tour in the middle east. They were both rangers of about the same age and ended up getting along quite nicely. Cole was also a quick thinker and someone who had been faced with the choice of joining the army or rotting in jail. Jason made it clear that he believed in doing a little bad to serve the greater good, which made Cole give him the nickname 'Locksley' - a name that has stuck.

Franklin Clay:
A senior ranger and CIA agent and was Jason's partner in South America during their anti Cartel work.

Rick Flag:
Jason's CO during his time in the Ranger's and his mentor after scouting him for the CIA. The extent of their relationship's classified. Currently working for ARGUS.

Enemies

The Untitled:
A Primordial syndicate of evil beings of an ancient race Ducra's a part of. Sworn enemies of the All Caste and hellbent on destroying it, bringing chaos to the world.

The Jokers:
A Gang of thugs centered in Gotham, but have chapters all along the East Coast, being inspired by the Clown Prince Of Crime in Gotham. They're the prime rivals of the Red Hood Gang.

Richard Swift:
The Shade's one of the people working for The Untitled. He and Essence uses the Dark Zone as the source of their power, giving them similar abilities, while Swift's mastery far exceed's Essence's.

Roulette:
Famous assassin, playmaker and bussinesswoman extraordinare.

Manchester Black:
What happens when a psychopath discovers they have Telepathy and Telekinesis? Manchester Black, is what happens. Cole Cash's a long-term enemy of Manchester Black and so will Jason become.

Deathblow:
Michael Cray's one of his former squadmates who betrayed his unit, causing the death of everyone but Jason.

MAX: The unknown agent who was behind Jason's Burn Notice.



Religion: Jason's a catholic. Quite devout at that. His home church is St.Mary's in New Jersey, where he's been going since he was a child.

Military Alias: His call sign during his time in spec. ops was 'Locksley'.

He likes the Justice league and their individual members. He owns more than a couple Superman T-shirts.

Player Name:
Zero Hex

Primary Character:
Myg of Lythyl, Karate Master

Secret Identity:
None, he is who he is and makes no real effort to hide this besides not openly divulging the more outlandish parts of his life story.

Status:
Reservist JLU, sometimes reservist Titan. Both teams have their misgivings about him and he isn’t the easiest to work with so he gets bounced around, but he can be a valuable ally.

Age:
21

City:
Travels often, enjoys Bludhaven (for its sheer savagery), Metropolis (greater threat caliber) and Tokyo (for his links to japanese martial culture).

Side job:
Champion of the Metabrawl

Powers:
-The Body:
A native of a brutal deathworld where strength rules above all else, Myg was positively born for battle and hit a (relative) genetic jackpot at that. Gifted with peak physical performance across the board for a 31st century human, perhaps slightly superhuman in modern times if nowhere near beings like kryptonians, the lythylian is also an exceedingly tough rapid healer and naturally resistant to disease, poisons, toxins and the like, and has further developed these talents through his training.

-The Mind:
Myg possesses unbreakable willpower and has developed a mental acumen to match his physicality. The martial artist has excellent control over his body’s functions, able to do things such as shut out pain and push himself beyond his reasonable physical limits at times, and attempts at psychic attacks or mental tampering can be about as difficult as trying to fistfight him. Myg has also trained himself to not rely entirely on his eyesight, using his other senses in tandem in such a way that he can appear to have a sixth sense for danger.

-The Living Weapon:
Myg is easily one of the greatest martial artists of all time, a 31st century master of combat to such an unarguably superhuman extent that he can, when putting all his abilities together, measure up to kryptonians, daxamites and their ilk. Whereas the foremost martial artist of the Legion of Superheroes focused more on defense, using an often deceptive and evasive style that turned his opponents’ strength against them and drew out attacks to find new angles from which to counter, Myg is a more methodical pressure fighter, a seemingly plodding and straightforward aggressor that’s there to be hit but can consistently walk down opponents while keeping up his defense and strike them down with simple but varied and exceedingly precise offense.

Style aside, Myg’s skills allow him to deliver superpowered blows capable of rending from reinforced metal structures to meteors and deliver effective trauma through armor and even more uncommon defenses such as intangibility. The lythylian can also brace himself to take all manner of attacks of similar or even greater potency, allowing him to survive brutal brawls with powerhouses, and the main striking surfaces of his body are even harder to damage and make his blocks quite the serious deal. Finally, he can still move and react with great speed and agility, allowing him to weave around a firefight of directed energy weapons, but rather than constant motion he is limited to bursts to close distances and adjust positions.

Key to Myg’s superhuman displays is his ability to “read” the flow of battle and his adversaries to an intrinsic, instinctive level, a result of dedicating his life to martial perfection. With this he cuts down his reaction times and stays ahead of opponents that might otherwise outstrip him physically or through greater variety of powers, and it is through this skill that he can sense flaws and weak spots in targets and exploit them to spectacular results, finding the best timing, placement and manner of attack or defense to all manner of challenges.

Weaknesses:
Despite his talents Myg is closer to a human than a kryptonian and will remain that way, and his talents are rather specialized as well. He can’t and won’t be able to summon the wrath of the elements or project his chi as pure destructive energy, he doesn’t fly outright even if he jumps good, he won’t somehow develop new unrelated powers. He does one thing, and for someone who engages in close physical combat to the level that he does, his durability still hinges more on active defense rather than simple natural tolerance. Finally, Myg handicaps himself by choosing to not carry weapons even though he is exceedingly talented with them and will rarely if ever use them.

Skills:
Trained in the ways of the ninja, Myg can actually be exceptionally stealthy when he chooses to be, and between his birthworld being a hellhole and his adventures he has become an adequate survivalist with a fair amount of knowledge on a wide variety of environments. Perhaps surprisingly he is skilled at driving a fair amount of modern vehicles and he can also cook and tend to a garden, and even though his methods can be rough he isn’t a bad teacher when he isn’t simply rubbing his skills in people’s faces.

Appearance:


A vaguely asian humanoid of around 6ft2 and weighing some 215 pounds, Myg cuts an imposing figure, a tall man and slender but with a marked and obviously powerful physique that reminds one of a greco roman statue. The effect is aided by the lythylian’s almost unhealthy pallor, a result of a life oft spent underground, while the alien patterns tattooed across his body in black force a further visual contrast. Though his eyes are a piercing hazel he often keeps them hidden behind pure white lenses, and these days he has kept his little beard and grown his hair out into a messy black mop that cascades down the sides and back of his head.

Clothes and costume-wise he wears an outfit similar to a mix from the given image: a cobbled together ensemble of strong 31st century boots and reinforced compression tights worn along with ragged clothes, leathern handwraps akin to old cestus inscribed with strange characters and a sash-closed hooded jacket that is somewhere between a monk’s robe and a karate gi. Myg’s appearance is meant to evoke ancient vagrant warrior traditions, the karate hobo archetype if you will, with a modern touch, and so it’s colored in washed out reddish browns and greys though his belt of course remains a clear black.

Bio:
TLDR: A masterful fighter from the 31st century, born in an anarchic battle-obsessed deathworld, inspired to heroism by the Legion of Superheroes’ foremost martial artist, the Karate Kid Val Armorr. Myg has found himself shunted through spacetime after a period serving on the Legion’s reserve and has fully embraced his arrival in this age of heroes as a personal test of his abilities and a chance to do good.



Story Arcs:
-The Hundred Man Kumite: The novelty of an unbeatable mysterious champion has worn off, profits are dropping and Myg will not compromise his martial spirit for the sake of business, leaving him a target for Roulette’s wrath. The femme fatale behind the Metabrawl has arranged for the lythylian to face a gauntlet of 100 opponents one after the other and Myg’s honor does not allow him to run from the challenge, he must step to the arena while his allies find a way to ensure his release and the downfall of the organization (Teamup).

-The One Who Is All: A faction of the League of Assassins comes to believe that Myg is a mythical figure in the League’s lore, the One Who Is All, a perfect warrior who will help usher a golden age for the murderous cult. Some wish to follow him no matter his path, others believe he should be made to take his rightful place, many want him dead for the sake of their own maneuvering while others seek to best him and claim the title for themselves. And with a war of assassins brewing across the world, where does Myg stand in all this? (JLU Story).

Supporting Characters:
-The Hundred Man Kumite: Roulette, a list of fighting-type B-listers and small time metahumans (need to parse a fairly large number of them, you understand). Other PCs up for dismantling an underground superhuman fight ring.

-The One Who Is All: The League of Assassins, The Council of Spiders, likely Spyral, any major martial artist or fighting figure (Lady Shiva, Bronze Tiger, Richard Dragon, Constantine Drakon, the Monkey Fist Cult, the Bats, the Cains if they exist, the Brothers in Silk etc) and anyone who’d take an interest in a war of assassins over a title of the ultimate fighter.