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Name: Greg Mantle
Alias: Ironclad
Gender: Male
Age: 38
Powers/Abilities: Despite possessing little formal training, Greg is a natural genius when it comes to engineering. He did not use these considerable skills until recently, when he built his suit of powered armor. Though crude, it is very durable, able to protect him from attacks and harsh environmental conditions. It also enhances his strength, enabling him to lift objects weighing several tons. The suit is armed with an electrified grappling hook and a high powered welding torch. Though it allows him to run almost as fast a car in straight lines, it is much less agile than even an average person. The haphazard nature of the work makes the armor prone to malfunctions, especially when hit with a powerful electrical shock. The suit is perpetually a work in progress, and by now Greg has gotten quite good at repairing damage using basic materials. If he had good supplies and a few days time, he might even be able to add a new feature to it. When outside of his suit, Greg does not posses any notable combat skills other than some basic "brawling" techniques from his youth.
Personality: Gruff but honest, Greg is not gifted with any innate understanding of politeness. He doesn't really care much about fitting in, and is always suspicious of authority. Despite this, he still has a strong sense of right and wrong, and will protect the weak at all costs.
Backstory: Greg Mantle came from a lower class family in an industrial town. He loved to tinker, but never paid much attention to school work. He didn't finish high school after getting expelled for starting too many fights, even though he was just standing up for others. He found a job at the steel mill, and moved out as soon as he had enough money. The work wasn't intellectually stimulating, but the pay was enough for his needs. Eventually, he found a wife and settled down. For almost two decades, he worked at the steel mill and raised his children with his wife.
In the last year, Greg's life took a marked downward turn. The town's economy had been suffering in recent years, and crime grew worse. The steel mill announced it would be closing and laying off all workers, further dampening the mood. As his job prospects looked grimmer, Greg became an alcoholic to cope with the stress of daily life. His marriage began to fall apart after he discovered his wife had been cheating on him. After a nasty divorce and several rounds of layoffs, he found himself unwed, jobless, and homeless. Greg lived in the towns junkyard, and began to tinker to pass the time, gradually building his suit of powered armor. As he was finishing it, he realized what he could use it for. His town needed someone to help, after corporations and governments had failed so bad. Having lost everything he had, there was nothing holding him back from a hero. Greg donned his suit of armor and became Ironclad, leaving his old life behind.
Alignment Status: Good, but doesn't like to work the police
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