Post by Deleted on Oct 1, 2013 18:50:03 GMT -5
Basic Information
Player Nickname: Dave
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Model / Actor's name: Barry Pepper
Name: Alex Mercer
Alter Ego: N/A
Age: 29
Birthday: July 16, 1989
Alignment: Ultra-Chaotic Neutral(?)
Height: Five feet ten inches
Weight: 190lbs/86kg
Hair: Jet black
Eyes: Bluish-silver
Physique: Average, when in human form
Training: Extensive military training attained via consumption/assimilation of various specialized operatives- can solo operate nearly any military vehicle, is highly efficient with any conventional weapon
Equipment: Can shapeshift his body into deadly weapons, including a blade larger than a human torso, long blade-claws from his fingers, dual ‘whips’ with powerfully-gripping pincers at the end, and extreme musclemass supplementations. Can run at speeds reaching 50mph, can lift upwards of three tons.
Description
Appearance: He has pale skin and a cold, blankly-angry face. His “clothes” are actually biomass, made to mimic his usual outfit- a plain dark grey hoodie, a white button-up shirt kept partially buttoned, and a black leather jacket with two white strips on the upper arms and red ‘tribal’ designs on the back.
However, he has the ability to shape-shift, and can take any form he likes, given time to think of it. He generally prefers younger male forms, with intimidating features.
Personality: Alex is a cold individual, paranoid and sociopathic, but has compassion for human life, as he once wished he could be a normal human, before accepting and finally embracing his powers. He has a small, dark sense of humor, and while he never tells jokes and hardly audibly laughs, when he hears a joke he will acknowledge it as funny.
Significant relationships
All family that he can remember is deceased.
Audition post
Alex looked down on Gotham. The place disgusted him. New York had been a cold, uncaring place, full of people who would look out for their own interests and step on others to climb higher, but in Gotham, it seemed like a majority of people were these types. Alex was, no matter how much he hated it, one of these types. He ignored the tick in the back of his head, calling him a hypocrite, and moved. All color faded from his arms as they seemed to grow infected and rotten. The blackened veins erupted and grew into something akin to muscles, like thick steel rope. They wrapped around each other and culminated in a point just beyond where his hand would be. The point opened into three pincers and he leaped down. Probably being noticed, he shot out one of these whips as it extended to a full fifteen metres and latched onto a building. He pulled himself over to the building and shot the other whip onto a building down the road. He began to swing, reaching velocities upward of 40mph before simply letting go and shooting onto the Old Wayne Tower. He took a leap upwards and landed on the tower on his two feet, riding on the momentum and running straight up the tower. As he reached the top, he squatted down and returned to his vigilance over nothing.
Player Nickname: Dave
Do you want other role players to give you feedback?:[/i] Yeah, sure.
Model / Actor's name: Barry Pepper
Name: Alex Mercer
Alter Ego: N/A
Age: 29
Birthday: July 16, 1989
Alignment: Ultra-Chaotic Neutral(?)
Height: Five feet ten inches
Weight: 190lbs/86kg
Hair: Jet black
Eyes: Bluish-silver
Physique: Average, when in human form
Training: Extensive military training attained via consumption/assimilation of various specialized operatives- can solo operate nearly any military vehicle, is highly efficient with any conventional weapon
Equipment: Can shapeshift his body into deadly weapons, including a blade larger than a human torso, long blade-claws from his fingers, dual ‘whips’ with powerfully-gripping pincers at the end, and extreme musclemass supplementations. Can run at speeds reaching 50mph, can lift upwards of three tons.
Description
Appearance: He has pale skin and a cold, blankly-angry face. His “clothes” are actually biomass, made to mimic his usual outfit- a plain dark grey hoodie, a white button-up shirt kept partially buttoned, and a black leather jacket with two white strips on the upper arms and red ‘tribal’ designs on the back.
However, he has the ability to shape-shift, and can take any form he likes, given time to think of it. He generally prefers younger male forms, with intimidating features.
Personality: Alex is a cold individual, paranoid and sociopathic, but has compassion for human life, as he once wished he could be a normal human, before accepting and finally embracing his powers. He has a small, dark sense of humor, and while he never tells jokes and hardly audibly laughs, when he hears a joke he will acknowledge it as funny.
Significant relationships
All family that he can remember is deceased.
Audition post
Alex looked down on Gotham. The place disgusted him. New York had been a cold, uncaring place, full of people who would look out for their own interests and step on others to climb higher, but in Gotham, it seemed like a majority of people were these types. Alex was, no matter how much he hated it, one of these types. He ignored the tick in the back of his head, calling him a hypocrite, and moved. All color faded from his arms as they seemed to grow infected and rotten. The blackened veins erupted and grew into something akin to muscles, like thick steel rope. They wrapped around each other and culminated in a point just beyond where his hand would be. The point opened into three pincers and he leaped down. Probably being noticed, he shot out one of these whips as it extended to a full fifteen metres and latched onto a building. He pulled himself over to the building and shot the other whip onto a building down the road. He began to swing, reaching velocities upward of 40mph before simply letting go and shooting onto the Old Wayne Tower. He took a leap upwards and landed on the tower on his two feet, riding on the momentum and running straight up the tower. As he reached the top, he squatted down and returned to his vigilance over nothing.