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E R W I N P E R R I E R E ♦ M A L E ♦ 2 0 ♦ B R I S B A N E , Q U E E N S L A N D
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" Oi, stop gapin' at me like a drongo, mate. You believe a Yank can fly, yet, you have a hard time with my bod?"
Born a wee lad in the heart of Brisbane, Erwin Perriere, in spite of his diagnosis of cystic fibrosis, wasn't going to let a little something like an uncurable ailment stop him from achieving his dreams. Graduating from Melbourne University with a double-major in Zoology and Genetics at the remarkably young age of 17 with the support of his parents and step-brother, Mark, he took an interest in the research papers of Grace Balin, a disgraced academic from the now defunct Gotham Academy, and her conjectures on cross-species therapy. With his condition growing more terminal everyday, Erwin used Grace's research as the basis of his Honours project, seeking to perfect the process to make a gene therapy formula which could cure a wide range of chronic diseases from Huntington's, Alzheimers, sickle-celled anemia and more.
In his research process, Erwin grew desperate and used one of the formulas he had derived in the lab on himself. Now, I know what you might be thinking. It's the classic backstory for a mad scientist to use a prototype formula on himself without approval from the Australia Food and Drug administration which didn't receive a double-blind test. His initial reaction was pain, unbelievable agony, the type that made you want to die and wish your heart would stop beating. When he woke up, he realised four things.
One. His Cystic Fibrosis was gone.
Two. He needed to stop using Sharpies to label his test tubes because they smudged so much.
Three. He ingested the platypus formula instead of the axtotl formula.
Four. He was a six-foot tall bipedal platypus.
Inevitably realizing that the university would take action against him for recklessly experimenting on himself and that the government would inquire about how he managed to create such a formula, Erwin, in a display of not very capitalistic scientific ethics, torched down his lab and escaped into the wilds of the Australian Outback with only a tattered labcoat on his back. For weeks, he laid low, accepting the dietary needs of his new physiology and hiding in the swamps of Queensland, as authorities searched for any signs of his body, the news reporting about hysteric witnesses who reported 'a man in a platypus costume' who had ran down the parking lot of Melbourne University Biological Sciences Building.
It was in the muck and grime of the wetlands that Erwin discovered the budding seed of vigilantism within him when he noticed a group of poachers in the night surrounding a family of bettong. Whilst not initially wanting to get involved at first, Erwin's heart begrudgingly won out as he scared the pack of poachers off whilst reporting the bettong to the authorities. As he made his way back to his house, strangers and locals would whisper of a man-sized platypus who would stop robbers, tell off pickpocketers, escort kangaroos across busy streets and even help prevent rowdy beachgoers from drowning because they thought they had enough balls to stand in a riptide.
After six months of travel followed by periodic bouts of vigilantism, he finally made his way back to his family. Erwin was shocked to discover that they didn't reject him for his monstrous appearance (In hindsight, how would a platypus be terrifying?). However, after some discussion, his parents, his step-brother and Erwin decided that it would be exceptionally hard to keep a man-sized platypus thing at home and that with prejudice against metahumans and all things that didn't contain 100% human DNA rising in the national public conciousness of Australia, that it would be probably better for him to seek help with his condition.
Thus, Erwin set off on a journey to America, eventually encountering Morgan Edge, who offered him the possibility of a cure in exchange for joining a team of unknown individuals.....
Thanks to the combination of an inert meta-gene along with the experimental cross-gene plasmid transduction formula, Erwin has been bestowed with a physiology superior to that of most human beings along with the proportional traits and abilities of the monotreme species, Ornithorhynchus anatinus, otherwise commonly known as the platypus. Deadlifting five tonnes, a constitution capable of weathering low-calibre bullet fire and stamina to survive 10 sprints around Uluru without losing a breath are just some of the miracles that the lab incident bestowed upon him. His semi-aquatic mammalian features such as his tail and webbed feet also him to manuever gracefully through water like an hairy duck-billed mermaid, upwards at speeds of up to 100 km/h. His glossy coat of fur is also useful in a pinch for surviving flames as well as keeping himself toasty in freezing temperatures.
Other than the usual package of brute strength and durability, Erwin's cuddly platypus visage isn't just for show, as, several centuries of evolutionary history have been hyper-accelerated by the formula into an assortment of useful powers, the most prominent being Erwin's powers of electroreception. With this, Erwin is able to track, differentiate and detect the unique bio-electric aura of any organic being or machinery that is able to emit one for miles. Whether it's behind fog, walls or in a bunker, Erwin will be able to find it with pinpoint accuracy. However, emission of electromagnetic pulses or high-density electromagnetic waves over a long period of time will short-circuit his abilities. This makes up for his low-light vision, which while excellent in the dark and in aquatic enviroments, is horribly bad in conditions with high quantities of light which are blinding to him. Thus, Erwin usually wears a large pair of shades.
Erwin's least used power is the lethal venom that he produces on a daily basis into glands stored in his elbows. The venom in his glands is considered by him to be a weapon of last resort. Stored in his elbows, this toxic corrosive substance is strong enough to cause debilitating pain to anyone it comes into contact with and cause death if not treated immediately.
He can also lay eggs.
Don't mention that fact to him.
C H A R A C T E R M O T I V A T I O N S & G O A L S:
Erwin necessarily doesn't want to be a hero but he's finding that he doesn't necessarily hate it either. Erwin's desire to do good stems his drive to use scientific knowledge for the benefit of humanity and his experiences travelling alongside the outlying territories and boonies of Queensland. In spite of his excuse that heroism is a distraction for his quest to find a cure, Erwin spirit of selflessness and need to do right shines through, even when he complains about it.
Erwin uses the unimaginable power and diversity of an Australian's capacity to swear alongside his cocksure persona to hide his insecurity and doubt about his seemingly inhuman nature. Sure, a platypus ain't scary as a crocodile or an orca but the chance of any real integration or interaction with normal society went out the boat the moment he took the formula. Whilst Erwin's main goal above all is to find a cure for his condition, his desire to do good and find justice tangles with his seemingly self-centered goal. Thus, it's developed into a conundrum that threatens to tear himself in two.
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