Post by Felix Falora on Feb 16, 2012 15:26:02 GMT -5
Full Name: George Pattinson
Nickname(s): Tech
Age: 25
Height: 5'10
Weight: "You really gonna bother askin' me my weight?"
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Alliance: Neutral Good
Home: Void City
Franchise: Dimensional Clash
Physical Description
Tech, once an athletically fit African-American male, is now stuck in a wheelchair. Think Tavros, only without legs. As a result, he is often stuck inside and doesn't come out of the Isle Defender's HQ a lot, making his skin become lighter due to a lack of sun, but definitely not anywhere near natural Caucasian levels. His muscles are no longer what they used to be because of his lack of movement. Despite his condition, however, he keeps himself looking well enough. His hair, cut short, is of a dark onyx color, matching his eyes. He wears glasses due to bad eyesight, but many think it ironic that the "nerd" of the group is the one wearing the glasses. As for clothing, he tends to wear whatever works for him. Considering he is barely ever seen by anyone outside the Isle Defenders, he is unworried about it.
Weapons
If someone were to infiltrate the HQ, Tech has a stun gun designed to incapacitate whatever he shoots. However this generally does not happen.
Abilities/Powers
Tech knows everything... well not really. He's not omnipotent, but with a database designed to update constantly involving information on people that might pass him by, he has tabs on everybody inside Void City. That's right. Tech's power is to literally break the fourth wall and scan character profiles in order to better understand them. He may not be up to date with current events, but he will be able to identify a face. Sometimes his database is out of date regarding certain people (a.k.a. those of us that forget to update our character profiles), but for the most part he is equipped with what he needs for the group. Also, being the super intelligent one, he's usually the engineer of the group when he's not getting Alice's help with it.
Skills
Engineering, interrogation, and sociability.
Personality
Despite his condition, Tech is a pretty upbeat guy. He enjoys playing hip-hop music throughout the HQ and is always up for a good conversation. Despite being the intellectual of the group, Tech talks in a natural casual fashion similar to those on the streets. He is somewhat of a boaster, but he generally means it in good fun, aware that the others manage to commit greater achievements then him due to their ability to actually move. Still, one would not want to get on his bad side. If information is up-to-date, Tech can easily identify one's weakness and, if possible for him to do so, exploit it to his advantage. He is cunning and clever, but not cruel. Like many of the Isle Defenders, he will not kill unless necessary. But while he may be weaker, he is not defenseless.
History
George Pattinson was-
"Yo, gimme that!"
*The mic is handed over*
"Appreciate it. Tech here. A lot of people wanna know what I'm all about. Well here's the thing. Like our homegirl Alice, I was born and raised in Void. I'm pretty sure ya'll know how messed up it is 'round here, so I ain't gonna sugarcoat anythin'. However, I wouldn't say I had it easy as homegirl. Pops was a coke addict. Whenever he wasn't spendin' our money on the stuff, he sometimes beat Mom. Eventually she left, but after the divorce he had the nerve to fight for custody of me and... well... he won. So for the longest time I was stuck in Hell. Didn't get much of an education, didn't really go ta school... and when I hit thirteen, Pops had me grabbin' his coke for him. That's when I ran into homegirl here.
Man, ya should've seen Alice back then. Cold as ice, that one. Still is nowadays, but not nearly as bad when she was a kid. Yeah, youngest cop ya ever seen. I didn't take her seriously, of course. Some eight year old tryin' ta mess with a big guy like me? Get real, right? Well homegirl whooped my ass and I was sent to jail. It was, and still is, the most embarassin' moment of my life. Though nowadays I consider it embarassin' because I was doin' all that shit, ya know? Anyways, back then, Alice was tryin' ta figure out what made criminals tick. She came around and interrogated me... a lot. I tried to act tough at first, sure, but eventually homegirl broke me down and I confessed. I told her everythin'. I ratted out Pops and he was sent to jail. As for me... I got two years in the slammer. Thankfully it wasn't a cell anywhere near Pops.
From then on, I didn't know what else ta do. I worked in some stores before the big dimensional crossin', but when I was twenty, one of those supervillains destroyin' the shop where I worked at cost me my legs. They had to amputate them, while I was still awake, in order ta get me out. I will never forget that kind of pain. Never felt anythin' like it before. After that, I almost lost all will to live. Man, it was pathetic. And then... I discovered it. Some kinda weird rock. When I picked it up, everythin' I was missin' out on, knowledge on science, mathematics, history, so on and so forth... it was like I had gained everythin', despite having lost my legs.
Alice found me. She was with some kinda crusader named Roland. Apparently she had stopped bein' a cop, but she was still tryin' ta be a hero. She had heard of what I had did in the past three years from then. I had created a database that allowed me ta keep tabs on anyone in the Isles. Instead of tryin' ta take me in, though, she wanted me to join her, to use my databanks for good. Better then doin' nothin', right? And besides... I didn't want ta be a criminal anymore, so... nowadays I spend my days in this group she has goin', the Isle Defenders. Two years and it's only recently we're lookin' for newcomers. Funny that, huh? But yeah... that's my story. I hope you enjoyed the ride."
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Nickname(s): Tech
Age: 25
Height: 5'10
Weight: "You really gonna bother askin' me my weight?"
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Alliance: Neutral Good
Home: Void City
Franchise: Dimensional Clash
Physical Description
Tech, once an athletically fit African-American male, is now stuck in a wheelchair. Think Tavros, only without legs. As a result, he is often stuck inside and doesn't come out of the Isle Defender's HQ a lot, making his skin become lighter due to a lack of sun, but definitely not anywhere near natural Caucasian levels. His muscles are no longer what they used to be because of his lack of movement. Despite his condition, however, he keeps himself looking well enough. His hair, cut short, is of a dark onyx color, matching his eyes. He wears glasses due to bad eyesight, but many think it ironic that the "nerd" of the group is the one wearing the glasses. As for clothing, he tends to wear whatever works for him. Considering he is barely ever seen by anyone outside the Isle Defenders, he is unworried about it.
Weapons
If someone were to infiltrate the HQ, Tech has a stun gun designed to incapacitate whatever he shoots. However this generally does not happen.
Abilities/Powers
Tech knows everything... well not really. He's not omnipotent, but with a database designed to update constantly involving information on people that might pass him by, he has tabs on everybody inside Void City. That's right. Tech's power is to literally break the fourth wall and scan character profiles in order to better understand them. He may not be up to date with current events, but he will be able to identify a face. Sometimes his database is out of date regarding certain people (a.k.a. those of us that forget to update our character profiles), but for the most part he is equipped with what he needs for the group. Also, being the super intelligent one, he's usually the engineer of the group when he's not getting Alice's help with it.
Skills
Engineering, interrogation, and sociability.
Personality
Despite his condition, Tech is a pretty upbeat guy. He enjoys playing hip-hop music throughout the HQ and is always up for a good conversation. Despite being the intellectual of the group, Tech talks in a natural casual fashion similar to those on the streets. He is somewhat of a boaster, but he generally means it in good fun, aware that the others manage to commit greater achievements then him due to their ability to actually move. Still, one would not want to get on his bad side. If information is up-to-date, Tech can easily identify one's weakness and, if possible for him to do so, exploit it to his advantage. He is cunning and clever, but not cruel. Like many of the Isle Defenders, he will not kill unless necessary. But while he may be weaker, he is not defenseless.
History
George Pattinson was-
"Yo, gimme that!"
*The mic is handed over*
"Appreciate it. Tech here. A lot of people wanna know what I'm all about. Well here's the thing. Like our homegirl Alice, I was born and raised in Void. I'm pretty sure ya'll know how messed up it is 'round here, so I ain't gonna sugarcoat anythin'. However, I wouldn't say I had it easy as homegirl. Pops was a coke addict. Whenever he wasn't spendin' our money on the stuff, he sometimes beat Mom. Eventually she left, but after the divorce he had the nerve to fight for custody of me and... well... he won. So for the longest time I was stuck in Hell. Didn't get much of an education, didn't really go ta school... and when I hit thirteen, Pops had me grabbin' his coke for him. That's when I ran into homegirl here.
Man, ya should've seen Alice back then. Cold as ice, that one. Still is nowadays, but not nearly as bad when she was a kid. Yeah, youngest cop ya ever seen. I didn't take her seriously, of course. Some eight year old tryin' ta mess with a big guy like me? Get real, right? Well homegirl whooped my ass and I was sent to jail. It was, and still is, the most embarassin' moment of my life. Though nowadays I consider it embarassin' because I was doin' all that shit, ya know? Anyways, back then, Alice was tryin' ta figure out what made criminals tick. She came around and interrogated me... a lot. I tried to act tough at first, sure, but eventually homegirl broke me down and I confessed. I told her everythin'. I ratted out Pops and he was sent to jail. As for me... I got two years in the slammer. Thankfully it wasn't a cell anywhere near Pops.
From then on, I didn't know what else ta do. I worked in some stores before the big dimensional crossin', but when I was twenty, one of those supervillains destroyin' the shop where I worked at cost me my legs. They had to amputate them, while I was still awake, in order ta get me out. I will never forget that kind of pain. Never felt anythin' like it before. After that, I almost lost all will to live. Man, it was pathetic. And then... I discovered it. Some kinda weird rock. When I picked it up, everythin' I was missin' out on, knowledge on science, mathematics, history, so on and so forth... it was like I had gained everythin', despite having lost my legs.
Alice found me. She was with some kinda crusader named Roland. Apparently she had stopped bein' a cop, but she was still tryin' ta be a hero. She had heard of what I had did in the past three years from then. I had created a database that allowed me ta keep tabs on anyone in the Isles. Instead of tryin' ta take me in, though, she wanted me to join her, to use my databanks for good. Better then doin' nothin', right? And besides... I didn't want ta be a criminal anymore, so... nowadays I spend my days in this group she has goin', the Isle Defenders. Two years and it's only recently we're lookin' for newcomers. Funny that, huh? But yeah... that's my story. I hope you enjoyed the ride."
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