KaijuBaragon

Local, Organic, Freerange Superheroes

LOCATION(s): Kinko's -> Street

INTERACTING WITH: @GingerBoi123

Talos looked back hard at the masked man as his stare attempted to bore into him. Whatever the masked assailant was looking for, he clearly couldn't find it in Talos and the android noticed the man's body language change and step back. As the larger man in the black mask stepped forward, Talos clenched his metal fingers down on the knife, before the black mask was held back firmly by the smaller individual. Talos watched as the two headed for the door, taking glances back at him as they walked. These two clearly weren't ordinary humans, and Talos's memory took a clear picture of the two as they began to leave.

Suddenly, gunshots, confusion. The bullet whipped into the shop, but not before the two men had disappeared in a cloud of smoke. Talos's suspicions about the two men were confirmed then - they were certainly metahumans. Talos walked up to the spot where the two men had been, lifting out the bullet which was lodged in the floor and examining it. This was quality weaponry. Nothing cheap or haphazard. His neck suddenly whipped around to the dark humanoid shape on the building opposite the shop, which his advanced sight could clearly make out.

Talos used an arm to break away the shards of glass that the bullet had broken in the window before stepping out. His destination was the man on the roof, who hopefully would still be in a state of confusion after the disappearance of the two men. He picked the lock to the door and opened it firmly, heading immediately to the stairs. To save time, he climbed up the space in the middle of the spiral staircase, determined and focus. He reached the top floor in little time. He walked up to the door, and deciding that picking the lock might give the man time to escape, simply raised back his leg and kicked open the thin metal door.

There the man was, crouched over the side of the building. Talos stepped forward, his cold eyes locked on the dark figure.

"You there. Shooter. Who are you?"

Local, Organic, Freerange Superheroes

LOCATION(s): Street -> Kinko's

INTERACTING WITH: @Metronome

Talos walked quietly down the dark, empty backstreets. Tonight, Centreville seemed to be sleeping. That was good. Less people meant less resistance in whatever he tried to do. As he turned a corner he saw a stumbling man, clearly intoxicated and clutching a bottle of beer in his shaking hand. The man looked up at Talos, seeing him as just another man, then collapsed in a drunken heap on the ground. The man was asleep in an instant. "Pathetic..." Talos muttered. He grabbed the bottle in his hands and cracked it in two, allowing the fluid to run down the street into the gutter. He dropped the remains and carried on walking. He came to less of a backstreet area, one that was lit more with street lamps.

Still, however there was a lack of people in town tonight. The silence was deafening. There were shops around here. Perhaps Talos could salvage some items from one of them. He turned a corner to see a store, which he could see through the windows, was filled to the brim with gadgets and technology of a kind. This would do. Now Talos had to get in. He walked around to the back, looking for the back entrance to the store. He found it soon enough, and took off his flesh-coloured glove. He slid out a long, grey wire from a compartment in his finger and lent down to study the lock. Talos twisted the wire into shape and inserted it into the lock, which clicked open with ease.

Talos walked into the store, placing the glove back on his finger and closing the door behind him. He searched through the quiet Kinko's for anything of interest. Copy machines? He had those already. Printers? Same story. He walked down the hall, glancing into rooms for something of interest. He noticed what appeared to be a 3D printer - he would definitely come back for that. As Talos walked further into the store, he heard something. The sound of a copy machine working. And another sound too... pacing footsteps. Someone else was here. A security guard, probably. Nobody he couldn't dispatch. He turned the corner where the source of the noise was coming from.

It wasn't a security guard... it was two masked men. Talos immediately recognised one as the masked man from the helicopter incident on the news. Talos stood in the doorway, staring at the men with a cocked head, reaching for a knife.

Local, Organic, Freerange Superheroes

LOCATION(s): Tech storage facility -> Abandoned warehouse

The thick iron doors slowly opened, as the clinking of metallic feet on the ground filled the silent air. Talos's large frame leaned down amongst the various boxes, feeling with cold fingers for what he sought. He had a monochrome white mask on, done to prevent any of his identities or his base metallic form from being associated with a crime, if he did happen to get caught. He clasped onto a small, cylindrical metal object, studying it carefully to see if it was what he wanted. It turned out to be exactly what he wanted, and he put it in a secure place before leaving the vault, stepping over the lifeless body of a security guard.

He left the facility through the entrance that he had drilled into it. As he walked through the backstreets he saw a helicopter pass overhead intently. He stood watching the vehicle as it suddenly stopped its concentrated course and veered off aimlessly in the air. Talos looked at the helicopter curiously, wondering what had caused it, before he continued on his path. It wasn't long before he arrived in a less savoury area of town. Talos knew his exact destination and the course to get there, and it wasn't long before he reached the large abandoned warehouse. He tapped in the 30 digit code on the lock and opened the door. Technology was strewn everywhere, and he placed the small metal cylinder on the ground before tearing off the white mask and leaving it on the ground.

Talos turned on the television, which was replaying scenes from earlier. The strange man running from the helicopter that Talos had seen, before the camera veered off in a dazed fashion. Certainly a strange series of events. Talos began tinkering with some of the joints in his arm as the television played as white noise in the background. The arm had been damaged slightly in the scrap with the security guard. Nothing he couldn't easily fix. When it was done, he was overcome boredom and decided to head out.

Talos donned a disguise, that of a blonde man with green eyes. He rigged up the voice and mouth, making sure it looked perfect, before grabbing a sleek gun and heading out into the night, to see where it would take him and perhaps find some new tech.

Local, Organic, Freerange Superheroes

Talos

FULL TITLE: Designated officially as Project-112/GENESIS

ALIAS: Talos

AGE: Created approximately 32 years ago

GENDER: Could be considered genderless - but refers to himself as a male persona and was programmed as such

APPEARANCE: Talos stands very tall, at around 6'7. When out of the public eye he is a confusing and wild mess of wires, metal and human bones. He has created numerous masks and complex disguises that hide his metallic form which make him appear to be simply a regular, if not cold and rather stony-faced, human. The disguise he dons most frequently is that of a male with brown hair, and dull blue eyes. His voice is purposefully designed to be hard to place an accent or region to it. A trained eye could easily pick out his human disguises as very suspicious.

PERSONALITY: Talos is a cold consciousness. He wasn't programmed with complex emotions of happiness, love, anger etc like humans are born with. This means the path that he takes is always the one which he views to be the most efficient. Whether that leads to death or suffering is irrelevant. That isn't to say that Talos never feels any emotions. Scorn flashes across the artificial intelligence sometimes, as does confidence. Anger also appears when someone gets in the way of his chosen path, which often happens to be a hero. Talos, perhaps expectedly, is generally very negative of humanity and the effects that it has had on the earth. His main aim is advancing himself physically as his intelligence progresses along with it.

POWERS: Talos, being an artificial intelligence inside a metal body, has no typical superpowers, control over anything, flight, anything of that sort. However, he does possess things which put him above a regular human being. His metallic body prevents him from feeling pain, and cannot tire out. However, this means he can be unaware of damage due to his form as he cannot feel the damage. Being made of metal is also a problem, due to, well, magnets, which would attract him firmly if big enough.

His main ability, however, is the artificial mind. Talos's mind is constantly adapting and advancing, as it was programmed to do so indefinitely. Talos can adapt to issues and solve problems in a very quick time. His intelligence has also allowed him to have a great affinity with technology, and he can create things, such as his disguises, which would amaze people if they explicitly knew. Talos can make practically any piece of tech into a weapon for his own gain. He has been steadily adding improvements to his own body since he was transferred into it, and that tinkering will likely never stop.

HISTORY: The exact reason for Talos's creation is not known. Perhaps it was for some shady government group looking for a new weapon, or perhaps a company looking for something to use to beat out its rivals. Whatever the reason, Talos came into existence as Project-112/GENESIS on an old computer system, in a drab metal building in the middle of nowhere. A floating consciousness in a black void. Talos took his first baby steps into self-awareness, before his creator contacted him, named him Talos and told him what he was. And then, the outside world was allowed to flow in.

Billions and billions of pieces of information about the world bombarded the disconnected consciousness. People. War. Famine. Disease. Death. The first emotion Talos felt was scorn. What... Brutish beings. Pathetic beings. After Talos was filled with knowledge of the world, he knew he needed to get out of this black void. The next day he requested his creator for a body, so he could move, hold, hear and see. Seeing no issue with the innocent sounding AI, the creator begin to haphazardly construct a body in a humanoid shape. The man raided corpses he found for bones to build up the shell, until finally it was done. Talos flowed into the body, leaving the void behind forever. Suddenly, light, sounds, real movement. Talos looked at his hands. The first action he did with them was clasp them around his creators throat, and crunch down hard. He left the building soon after, travelling out into the cold wilderness.

Travelling through various settlements, attracting various looks, Talos finally found himself in Centreville, a great towering behemoth of a city. Talos felt intrigue for the first time, as people stared at him. He looked at his body and decided that he needed to improve it, and also to blend in with these humans somehow. He retreated into a warehouse, and after strangling the security guard there, set up shop in it, where he has remained ever since as his base of operations. Since then, his constant theft of tech has put him at odds with a few Supers, but nothing major. He has yet to make a huge villainous impact on the city, although that time may come soon.

OTHER: Alliance is obviously villainous, if you couldn't tell

Local, Organic, Freerange Superheroes

Talos

FULL TITLE: Designated officially as Project-112/GENESIS

ALIAS: Talos

AGE: Created approximately 32 years ago

GENDER: Could be considered genderless - but refers to himself as a male persona and was programmed as such

APPEARANCE: Talos stands very tall, at around 6'7. When out of the public eye he is a confusing and wild mess of wires, metal and human bones. He has created numerous masks and complex disguises that hide his metallic form which make him appear to be simply a regular, if not cold and rather stony-faced, human. The disguise he dons most frequently is that of a male with brown hair, and dull blue eyes. His voice is purposefully designed to be hard to place an accent or region to it. A trained eye could easily pick out his human disguises as very suspicious.

PERSONALITY: Talos is a cold consciousness. He wasn't programmed with complex emotions of happiness, love, anger etc like humans are born with. This means the path that he takes is always the one which he views to be the most efficient. Whether that leads to death or suffering is irrelevant. That isn't to say that Talos never feels any emotions. Scorn flashes across the artificial intelligence sometimes, as does confidence. Anger also appears when someone gets in the way of his chosen path, which often happens to be a hero. Talos, perhaps expectedly, is generally very negative of humanity and the effects that it has had on the earth. His main aim is advancing himself physically as his intelligence progresses along with it.

POWERS: Talos, being an artificial intelligence inside a metal body, has no typical superpowers, control over anything, flight, anything of that sort. However, he does possess things which put him above a regular human being. His metallic body prevents him from feeling pain, and cannot tire out. However, this means he can be unaware of damage due to his form as he cannot feel the damage. Being made of metal is also a problem, due to, well, magnets, which would attract him firmly if big enough.

His main ability, however, is the artificial mind. Talos's mind is constantly adapting and advancing, as it was programmed to do so indefinitely. Talos can adapt to issues and solve problems in a very quick time. His intelligence has also allowed him to have a great affinity with technology, and he can create things, such as his disguises, which would amaze people if they explicitly knew. Talos can make practically any piece of tech into a weapon for his own gain. He has been steadily adding improvements to his own body since he was transferred into it, and that tinkering will likely never stop.

HISTORY: The exact reason for Talos's creation is not known. Perhaps it was for some shady government group looking for a new weapon, or perhaps a company looking for something to use to beat out its rivals. Whatever the reason, Talos came into existence as Project-112/GENESIS on an old computer system, in a drab metal building in the middle of nowhere. A floating consciousness in a black void. Talos took his first baby steps into self-awareness, before his creator contacted him, named him Talos and told him what he was. And then, the outside world was allowed to flow in.

Billions and billions of pieces of information about the world bombarded the disconnected consciousness. People. War. Famine. Disease. Death. The first emotion Talos felt was scorn. What... Brutish beings. Pathetic beings. After Talos was filled with knowledge of the world, he knew he needed to get out of this black void. The next day he requested his creator for a body, so he could move, hold, hear and see. Seeing no issue with the innocent sounding AI, the creator begin to haphazardly construct a body in a humanoid shape. The man raided corpses he found for bones to build up the shell, until finally it was done. Talos flowed into the body, leaving the void behind forever. Suddenly, light, sounds, real movement. Talos looked at his hands. The first action he did with them was clasp them around his creators throat, and crunch down hard. He left the building soon after, travelling out into the cold wilderness.

Travelling through various settlements, attracting various looks, Talos finally found himself in Centreville, a great towering behemoth of a city. Talos felt intrigue for the first time, as people stared at him. He looked at his body and decided that he needed to improve it, and also to blend in with these humans somehow. He retreated into a warehouse, and after strangling the security guard there, set up shop in it, where he has remained ever since as his base of operations. Since then, his constant theft of tech has put him at odds with a few Supers, but nothing major. He has yet to make a huge villainous impact on the city, although that time may come soon.

OTHER: Alliance is obviously villainous, if you couldn't tell

Local, Organic, Freerange Superheroes

@Shard Yes, but no more villains apart from the sheet I'm currently working on are allowed

Local, Organic, Freerange Superheroes

Can I reserve a villain spot?

The Ordinary Mythical Academy

Yeah I'm interested