Carbonatter — Roleplayer Guild

David Costley

Grand Ridge Academy - Outside the Conference Room
@FernStone - Tuyen

It seemed that David's discreet manner wasn't going to last, whilst standing by the door it had opened and an afro-rocking gal stumbled out, passing David without so much as a mutter of "'scuse me" as she twisted to pass between David and the wall. Of course David had moved out of the way, he wasn't such a dick that he'd block someone on their way though, again, no muttering nor thanks was given by her. The girl rushed towards the wall and stopped, probably waiting for someone.

Then of course in the typical American-education fashion somebody began to scream from within the school room. 
That was one of David's most disorganised moments. Still being distracted from the girl who had exited the conference, his attention had been away from the same such room. A few seconds for his brain to register what had happened, a few more for uncertainty. All in all he was pretty slow to react and, it seemed, another development had occured when he wasn't concentrating. "The fuck?"

Make that two...

Again there was a loud sound from within the room, this time it was distinctively a word rather than a primordial screech - then it went dark.
It was only for a few seconds... It wasn't like the lights had gone out and since David couldn't really see within he wasn't able to confirm his suspicion either. The light from the crack under the door suddenly vanished, in its place was pitch, black darkness without depth.

"The hell?" muttered David, crouching down to touch the now normal lighting for the door. With an index finger he slid it across the gap before turning the face towards his own, checking for any clues as to what happened - some strange dust or powder. There was nothing of the sort - it was a regular, trampled floor. It seemed, like what the Drunk had done, that physical residue was not left nor created. Well at least they ruled out goo-alien parasites off the list of supernatural causes...

David stood back up, and a good thing too since another girl had decided to rush out in a hurry. If freaky shadow puppets hadn't just played with David he'd have likely blurted out what he was thinking, a bad joke including pregnancy and an unwanted result... It was probably for the best he didn't say it, wasn't that funny anyway.

David stepped backwards to let the girl pass, this one was asian- and short, he looked her over for some sign of strangeness but seeing nothing that could explain what had occurred within he decided to confront her.
"Er, excuse me." he asks, staring at the girl. "Sorry but you were just in there. What- What happened?"

Basic Information
=========

Persona: The Rally
Civilian Name: Dr. Arnold René
Origin city/Planet: New York City, New York
Hometown: Gotham City
Sex: Male
Race: Human
Height: 5'9
Weight: 140 lbs
Age: 52 Birth Date: March 23, 1968
--------

A brown overcoat buttoned tightly over his everyday apparel. Along his waist he wears a leather belt with an in-built gun holster and slits that canisters (as well as other gadgets) can be stored in and easily retrieved from. He will likely wear his black, filtered ski mask as well as brown gloves and a flat cap to mask his identity and for protection against the several chemicals he uses. Due to his long sightedness he can also don goggles with prescription lenses that are held on via a strap wrapped around Arnold's head.




Icon:Fist of UnityAll rights go to the respective owner
Costumed Personality: Mostly silent as much as he is distant - Arnold takes no pleasure in what he does and it shows on his persona, a man who finds disgust in what he does yet has no choice but to partake. Whenever it's possible Rally reduces casualties or at best prevents them entirely.
Civilian Personality: Rather a pleasant gentleman, Arnold takes care of those who come to him as well as those who he can see. An outright condoner of violence who shows his distaste whenever a violent act takes place. When is conversation he speaks his thoughts in consideration with what others may wish to hear - a sign that he is always in consideration of others. Arnold believes that those able to aid society in a more effective manner than what they are doing currently are wasting their potential.
Super abilities:
-Skills:
Meticulous Thinker - Arnold can spend weeks of his time merely planning every eventuality, due to this it can be difficult to surprise him during of his escapades - this especially becomes the case the longer that he is able to plan. This does not mean that the situation may act out unexpectedly.
High Intellect - As a biochemist, one must be competent in their work, Arnold is indeed this.
Biochemistry and Vast Medical Knowledge - Of course, this should go without saying really.
Amateur skill in electronics and technology - This was gained from years of free time and boredom - to stimulate Arnold's mind.
Drug Tolerance - Due to testing his own formulas and chemicals, Arnold has built up a strong resistance to the drugs in his collection.
Basic Brawling - Though past his prime Arnold still remembers a thing or two and still has a mean left hook.
Inhuman Persuasion - Perhaps a freak mutation within the mind, else a skill he acquired through relentless use growing up. What is known is that Arnold finds ease in debates, manipulation and simple discussions; He is able to dissuade a waiter from serving a customer, encourage a hockey player to be headhunted, even enforce his ideals onto those susceptible - even the so called 'heroes'. The best part though? None of this is supernatural, it is merely his own natural abilities meaning there is no psychic power for the mentally resistant to resist, no spell to dispel... Of course there are limits to this ability, those who do not stop to hear reason as well as those who outright refute his words are not affected - else it takes time to ease their tense mind, to let them see his way, to get them onto his side.


-Powers: None

-Weaknesses:
Long Sighted - Arnold has difficulty viewing objects close up - to the point that he usually is unable to recognise letters or details. To counter this he wears prescription glasses..
Meticulous Thinker - His strength may also become his undoing, overconfidence in his plans may occur when the odds seem in his favour while at the same time Arnold may be stagnant, being unable to plan out and so therefore uncertain of the actions to take in the most extreme circumstances..


-Gadgets:
Filtered Ski mask - Arnold has refit his ski mask to filter the air that he breathes, removing as much gas as it possibly can so that Arnold does not suffer the effects of his own trickery regardless of his tolerance.
Several transparent canisters will adorn Arnold's waist via his handy belt, each contains chemicals with different uses, these canisters can be loaded into his Dispersion Gun else thrown. There are three different chemicals as of the current time;
	Modified Rohypnol - An illegal and incredibly powerful sleeping drug enhanced by the good Doctor himself, this beauty needs only requires a decent amount of skin contact to affect an individual.
Altered Epinephrine - Also known as adrenaline, overdosing requires immediate medical aid - effects include blurred vision, weariness, hypertension, sudden numbness, chest pains, confusion, problems speaking and standing. Once again the good Doctor has modified it to work much like the Rohypnol - from a distance.
Concentrated Lysergic acid diethylamide - Well this will be a kicker, also known as LSD and a concentrated amount at that...
Disguised Gas Bombs - Though the majority are merely concentrated Rohypnol gas dispensers they are disguised as several different everyday goods (which work as intended may Arnold state) - a silver pocket watch, a metal lighter and two cufflinks. The left cufflink releases smoke rather than a gas.


-Weapons:
Long-range Chemical Disperser (Drug Gun) - A pistol shaped piece of tech able to spray chemicals within each of the three chemical canisters on in its side up to 25 feet in either a liquid or gaseous state. chemicals may also be injected directly into a victim via a needle at the tip of the gun. The canisters can be easily swapped out once emptied of their contents via a switch at the side.
Switchblade - Though severely lacking in any form of combat training or prowess it doesn't hurt to come prepared just incase. Arnold hides this within his overcoat rather than on his belt.


Civilian Occupation: Clinical Biochemist based in Gotham General Hospital,

Biography
---------

Character History/Origin:
It was a cruel irony that Arnold René, a Doctor in his later years, would be born so soon after the King nukes that killed so many in Vietnam, a years difference in fact. Arnold was born in a time without power, without support and without true allies after what their once-president had incurred upon the world and due to this had a troubled childhood - not from violence but due to the national depression that encompassed most solemnly within the states. People found little happiness nor pleasure, children much like Arnold found interest and a requirement in stealing while adults were busy forgetting the day at the bottom of a bottle. Arnold was born through a time that wished that times were different.

It changed little throughout the years, Arnold and his groupies were still stealing to make a living even as the young man turned to medicine and education due to the ease he found within the subject. If he wasn’t stealing he was honing his skills and talents in building contraptions for amusement.

That all came to an end on one night out - at this time Arnold was nearing the end of his school education, soon to be moving onto his residency. A heist at a small bank was being undertook by the doctor and his compatriots when a gun went off, without thinking rationally Arnold ordered the group to rush out with what they had and disperse. It was only later that he realised that the bullet shot from whoever’s gun it was had hit a target - a young man of early twenties who had come to claim a small cheque. This was Arnold’s first death from a job and he was going to make sure it was going to be his last - without knowing who shot the bullet and if it was intentional, knowing that nobody would own up to it either, Arnold decided to separate from his group and stick to medicine for the rest of his years. This worked a charm for many years… that was until Chaz returned, this being one of Arnold’s old ‘co-workers’. By this time Arnold was happily rested in his life, he was able to help those who came to him after years of education into the matters that they brought - it was all he could really do to both repent and to help. Chaz brought back Arnold’s old world, shoving it down his throat without pausing to allow breath… The thug was creating a group for heists, he wanted Arnold back in the game - if he refused… well he definitely had enough photographs to pin the doctor to many heists even if there wasn’t one connecting him to that particular murder… Ever since the doctor has been forced to aid the maniac in his plans, acting as the strategist and commander during operations.

By day Arnold aided the public, at night he was forced to work with criminals who were much more prone to violence than his original crew and more than happy to touch their triggers. It became a mental olympic that Arnold had to win else risk other’s death or his own arrest. Through thick and thin, through bombings and missile tests the group continued as though nothing would phase them. That was roughly just less than a year ago, the appearance of powered individuals - “superheroes” - and especially the Superman caused distress and ultimately froze the group’s operations to a halt. Recently though Chaz returned to Arnold - informing him of a new hit...

Optional information
----------
Nemesis: None so far,
Allies: None so far,
Team: None so far,

Carbonatter Member

Always Asleep

Status

Recent Statuses

Bio

Most Recent Posts