Post by Zonkes on Feb 23, 2019 23:08:32 GMT
Hero Profile - Red Wraith
Video playback start
”State your name for the record, please.” ”Dustin J. Lopez.”
”Cape name as well.” ”Red Wraith.”
”How old are you?” ”I am 32 years old.”
”Why become a hero? ”Life is strange sometimes. One day, you might be standing there at the super Walmart, just hoping to get through the day without dying from the unending boredom and humdrum of day to day life, the next day, you wake up and suddenly you can turn into a cloud of red fog. Guess I just wanna use my powers to help people.”
”Do we have anything to worry about from you?” ”Depends. How do you feel about sand?”
”Any affiliations we should know about?” ”Listen. If I want you to know about who I choose to associate with, you will know it. Got it?”
”What do you hope to achieve?” ”I hope to earn a goddamn living helping people. I hope to find a way to leave my mark on the world.”
Physicians Notes
Dustin is approximately 6’3”, Hispanic with black hair and brown eyes. While not in the best shape possible; he is certainly fit.
Genesis
“How did you come to be a hero?”
”Hard question to ask. I suppose it all started around 3 years ago. I got into a bit of trouble with a local gang. They wanted protection money, I didn’t have any; one thing lead to another and next thing I knew, I was bound, gagged, and thrown into the back of a truck with 5 - 6 other people.
I guess they planned on pulling off some sort of not-so-public execution, because when they opened the back of the truck; we were all in the middle of the desert. I was the first to be thrown out. God knows how far I was from any sort of civilization. I couldn’t even find the highway. Fact is? I was absolutely fucked. It was then that she found me, or it I guess. It looked feminine enough though… strange translucent skin, white eyes, and a lipless mouth. She put something on my forehead, and suddenly I was mist. I could feel every drop of moisture in the air - not much by the way, I could sense the weather in a way that I don’t think anyone ever has, and there was… a round piece of metal above the earth. It was surreal.
It was too much though. They thought that I could handle it for some reason, but they had to remove the device. For a moment though, everything was clear. Anyway, after I woke up; I had the ability you see me with now. Not as impressive as what it was before, but… hey, are you on your phone?”
“Sorry, it’s just that an alien abduction story sounds insane.”
“Whatever, and it wasn’t an abduction, which you’d know if you had listened to even three seconds of that story. Whatever. Long story short, after three years practicing and being a general gym rat; I think I’m finally ready to join this superhero business.”
Power Analysis
”Powers and weakness, right?”
“Uh huh, sure.” Various sounds of a bejewled rip off emanating from the agents side of the room.
”I really don’t like you. Okay. So. I really only have one power. I can become a large cloud of mist at any time. Red mist to be specific. I can spread myself to fill an entire room if I wanted. I can fly and use it to get into places most other people can’t. I can reform my body parts one by one, and use them as a weapon.
My biggest weakness is probably a strong wind. Getting dispersed hurts. A lot. And it takes a ton of time to figure out which moisture bits are me, and which ones are just clouds. Needless to say; it’s really a pain. If I form my body back while still in fog form, grabbing said body part forces me to reform entirely. It sucks, but it happens.”
"What kind of tech might you be packing?" “Can’t think of any tech. I have a gun. That’s about it. Maybe a knife?”
Psych analysis.”
Crazy with a capital C.
Status
Active
Stolen from Facebook profile
Personal Theme Song: Halo by Starset
Personal Quote: ”Please keep the giant fan off my person.”
Martial Status: Single
Video playback start
”State your name for the record, please.” ”Dustin J. Lopez.”
”Cape name as well.” ”Red Wraith.”
”How old are you?” ”I am 32 years old.”
”Why become a hero? ”Life is strange sometimes. One day, you might be standing there at the super Walmart, just hoping to get through the day without dying from the unending boredom and humdrum of day to day life, the next day, you wake up and suddenly you can turn into a cloud of red fog. Guess I just wanna use my powers to help people.”
”Do we have anything to worry about from you?” ”Depends. How do you feel about sand?”
”Any affiliations we should know about?” ”Listen. If I want you to know about who I choose to associate with, you will know it. Got it?”
”What do you hope to achieve?” ”I hope to earn a goddamn living helping people. I hope to find a way to leave my mark on the world.”
Physicians Notes
Dustin is approximately 6’3”, Hispanic with black hair and brown eyes. While not in the best shape possible; he is certainly fit.
Genesis
“How did you come to be a hero?”
”Hard question to ask. I suppose it all started around 3 years ago. I got into a bit of trouble with a local gang. They wanted protection money, I didn’t have any; one thing lead to another and next thing I knew, I was bound, gagged, and thrown into the back of a truck with 5 - 6 other people.
I guess they planned on pulling off some sort of not-so-public execution, because when they opened the back of the truck; we were all in the middle of the desert. I was the first to be thrown out. God knows how far I was from any sort of civilization. I couldn’t even find the highway. Fact is? I was absolutely fucked. It was then that she found me, or it I guess. It looked feminine enough though… strange translucent skin, white eyes, and a lipless mouth. She put something on my forehead, and suddenly I was mist. I could feel every drop of moisture in the air - not much by the way, I could sense the weather in a way that I don’t think anyone ever has, and there was… a round piece of metal above the earth. It was surreal.
It was too much though. They thought that I could handle it for some reason, but they had to remove the device. For a moment though, everything was clear. Anyway, after I woke up; I had the ability you see me with now. Not as impressive as what it was before, but… hey, are you on your phone?”
“Sorry, it’s just that an alien abduction story sounds insane.”
“Whatever, and it wasn’t an abduction, which you’d know if you had listened to even three seconds of that story. Whatever. Long story short, after three years practicing and being a general gym rat; I think I’m finally ready to join this superhero business.”
Power Analysis
”Powers and weakness, right?”
“Uh huh, sure.” Various sounds of a bejewled rip off emanating from the agents side of the room.
”I really don’t like you. Okay. So. I really only have one power. I can become a large cloud of mist at any time. Red mist to be specific. I can spread myself to fill an entire room if I wanted. I can fly and use it to get into places most other people can’t. I can reform my body parts one by one, and use them as a weapon.
My biggest weakness is probably a strong wind. Getting dispersed hurts. A lot. And it takes a ton of time to figure out which moisture bits are me, and which ones are just clouds. Needless to say; it’s really a pain. If I form my body back while still in fog form, grabbing said body part forces me to reform entirely. It sucks, but it happens.”
"What kind of tech might you be packing?" “Can’t think of any tech. I have a gun. That’s about it. Maybe a knife?”
Psych analysis.”
Crazy with a capital C.
Status
Active
Stolen from Facebook profile
Personal Theme Song: Halo by Starset
Personal Quote: ”Please keep the giant fan off my person.”
Martial Status: Single
