Vagabond(Roland Pruitt)

Individual

Character's full name: Roland Everett Pruitt
Alias/ Nickname/ Code name: His official code name was Vagabond with the Order. I imagine there are several "aliases and nicknames" given him by those he has encountered.
Gender: Male
Age: 40
Date of Birth: 09/06/1975
Birthplace/ Home/ Place of origin: England, town unknown
Nationality: British
Ethnicity/ Cultural Heritage: Caucasian

Appearance

Hair color and style: Black, a slight curl and proper. Naturally. Dyes and styles applied as needed, otherwise.
Skin Tone: Light skinned, due to mostly nocturnal activity.
Eye Color: Sky blue.
Height: 5' 10
Build: Lean, muscular due to all that yard time on hiatus.
Visible mutation:
Scars/ Tattoos/ Piercings: Several, but none that can be readily seen. Some old bullet scars, a knife or two. Keepsakes from jobs gone bad. Also a semi permanent ring around the neck from long term collaring.
Other features:
Everyday clothing style: Costumes, costumes, costumes! A new name and a new face need not be purchased or manipulated. Just visit Party City!
Uniform: Whatever the boss gives him.
Sleepwear: None.
Miscellaneous clothing:

Character

Personality: Confident, charismatic, shrewd. Roland has found that many things can be taken without the use of his ability. People in white like to label him as a sociopath, but this is clearly an erroneous judgment.
Hobbies/ Interests: Spending days observing a target and planning their demise. Also enjoys golfing. Collecting spoils from his heists, be they inanimate or not so much.
Job or part time job and description: Thief, assassin, thug, and any number of other paying roles.
Fears/ phobias/ concerns: Roland is overconfident to a fault. He will rarely assume blame for any problem or mistake, preferring to pin it on a teammate or some random person. It can never be Roland's fault. He is a sociopath and a sexist megalomaniac.
Special talents: Piloting various modes of transportation, electronics, computers, subterfuge, intimidation, stealth, acrobatics, and disguise
Morality

Good/ bad/ neutral/ other: Being a sociopath, Roland generally sees people as obstacles. In a general way, this makes him very bad, as people stop being humans or mutants, instead becoming mere obstacles to be bypassed or destroyed.

Mutations

Mutation description:

Inorganic Teleportation: Roland can teleport non-organic matter from one place to another. Anything small enough to fit on his person is generally unnoticed due to his practice of his ability. Outside of the thievery, he can also move the item from place to place, though the destination , if not in his sight, must be somewhere in range that he is intimately familiar with. Roland must spend one hour at the minimum with an item to deem it as familiar, as well as it having to fit in his pockets or a holster. Increasing time spent increases the efficiency and accuracy of these items.

Strengths: Most things in the modern world are made comprised of inorganic material or at least have parts within that are. This makes nearly everything in his sight a tool or a weapon. Also, kinetic energy of thrown items is retained, so a common tactic of Roland's will be to throw an object and teleport it just short of a target, so that the item hits with the full force of the throw.

Weaknesses and Limitations: Organic materials, such as paper, wood, bone and the like, are immune to Roland's manipulation, causing him to work around these obstacles however possible. His hard weight limit is fifty pounds and beyond forty will degrade the accuracy of the teleport. His range is sight, but any obstructions will again degrade the accuracy of the end teleport. If he swallowed, say, a handcuff key, he'd be intimately aware of its location, and capable of getting it back out. While able to teleport a number of objects, fine control is degraded with the number and size of said objects, which must not exceed the aforementioned weight limit in total. Also, multidirectional teleports of two or more objects are rough at best, as this is a feat which must be trained over time.

Overexertion of his mutation, be it number of objects, time between teleports, a sustained duration or any and all combination of these factors will cause an overall decay of accuracy as well as causing Roland mental fatigue. He has never pushed himself to these limits, as planning and simplicity are his allies.


Physical Abilities

General Physical Capabilities:

Roland engages in moderate to intensive regular exercise and while no longer in his prime, remains strong and healthy. His reflexes are at the top of the human spectrum, due to the constant practice with his mutation and his superior marksmanship. His stamina can sometimes be found lacking, due to indulgences such as smoking and drinking. His flexibility is surprising for his age as well, due to a lifetime of being a cat burglar.

Fighting Style: Roland is no thug, but over the years he has gathered several techniques to defend himself long enough to escape. Use of military/security maneuvers, aikido, karate and many other smatterings gleaned either from adversaries, allies, or paid instructors.
Fighting Style Pros/Cons: Roland has a comprehensive palette from which to paint violence, allowing him to adapt to a fight as necessary.However, against an expert in any particular style, Roland would be at a disadvantage as the general knowledge of many styles does not offer the time or expertise required to face a master.

History Of Your Character
Roland was a pickpocket in the streets of London prior to his ability coming to fruition. He seemed to have a natural talent for relieving others of the things he wanted. The first time his ability manifested, he had seen a jacket in a shop window that he thought would look good on him. He stared at it, the desire for it overwhelming enough that he intended on putting a brick through the window. In fact, he had reached for a nice heavy one and turned to the window to find the jacket was no longer there. That was shock enough until he looked down to see the jacket lying at his feet. He put it on, a bit puzzled at first, but soon realizing that it would be the first of many things he would have.

Roland found work to be easy to get in the criminal underground. He had taken careful care over the years to never allow anyone to know that what he was doing to be a mutant ability. He touted it off as pure skill. The people financing jobs didn't seem to care about how he managed to retrieve items with such ease and efficiency, they just knew that if you wanted something, Roland was the man to call. The only times he had any real trouble was when employers, thinking his skill translated into him being a cop, demanded that others join him or he be part of a crew. The few occasions that any of the other crew members witnessed his ability, he made sure that was the last thing they ever saw if he couldn't explain it away.

Eventually, Roland found himself extraordinarily wealthy and immersed among a web of contacts. He found that having so many people know of him and his exploits made any maneuvering difficult at best, if not impossible. Not satisfied with the easy life he could have claimed, he decided to tip off INTERPOL as to his own next job. He waited until he knew they would be close and came out the front door of the museum he had been in, caught red handed as he wanted. He found himself in a cell quickly, his collection all confiscated and all of his assets frozen and seized. He spent several years in prison, using the time to meet a whole new genre of criminal organizations.

During a riot in the facility he had been in, Roland escaped along with some underground contacts. He worked for their organization for a few years, remaining low key and off the radar. Using every bit of money and treasure he could afford, he had his death staged. After that, he disappeared from everyone.

Roland resurfaced some time later, his solo antics causing him to run into various X-Men and Order members. He became a constant thorn in the side of the X's, having purchased a manor a few miles away from the Sister School's property. This was also under a previous disguise that he had used, a skeletal and facial molding done at exorbitant prices by a mutant. Before long, his skills were noticed by Slate of the Kabal and Roland was soon acquired as an asset. This led to global missions which brought him in touch with other various mutants of the time, such as the Giant known as Bacchus and the reality altering Circe. But as most relationships change or sour, so did the one between Slate and Roland. During the Romanian operation, he was captured and collared. An unfortunate side effect of the collaring caused his expensive face lift to fail and Roland's true face was revealed.

With his identity back in the open, Roland had a change of heart. His normally indifferent stance between the humans and the mutants turned into a pointed hatred of the former, as they were the ones, in his mind, that had ruined his life. It was then that he approached Lori Faust to join the Order. He felt that his only allies were those who were his own kind, those who would do anything and kill anyone to make sure that mutants were no longer manipulated by their lessers. As a token of his industrious nature, Roland stole the X-Jet from the Mansion during a Pokemon event on the grounds, landing it on the helipad of Faust Pharmaceuticals. His work from then on as an asset with the Order began to grow.

Unfortunately, he became sidetracked along the way, developing a fixation for an empath known as Kealey Quinn. Roland saw her as weak and a mark, but every time that he attempted to kill her, someone would intervene, which only added to Roland's hit list. She was ultimately saved and Roland diverted by the actions of an X-Man known as Shin. From there, Roland saw a lack of order in the Order, but saw no way to do anything about it, as he felt himself a soldier rather than a leader. Choosing prison and its delights over a fractured world without direction, Roland allowed himself to be arrested by a special division of the NYPD.

Roleplay
Where did you learn about this site?: Returning member, originally played now defunct character Garrett Wills aka Seizure.
Do you have any other characters on MRO, if so who: See above.
Sample RP:

Work space was cheap. Perhaps it was the times but more than likely it was the general lack of use for an abandoned sweatshop. The sweaty man Roland had dealt with seemed relieved to have someone in it. He had lamented on how many potential tenants had quickly snapped their wallets shut when the history of the space was revealed. Roland had no interest in that sort of thing. It was a large, open space. It had five large windows pointing to the east. It was worth any price. He made sure to sweat the man a little to take the smallest amount of rent. Pocket change.

Now night had come and several cases were arranged on two tables. Roland stood in the room, enjoying the ambient light from the windows and from the HD screen of his laptop. Police records were hard to get into without greasing wheels in person. That meant a face to remember. Rockefeller had been more than enough face time for Roland's liking. He had seen another face though. A face which had something similar to Tyranny. A mercenary with such a trait was one thing, a cop with it was quite another. Media searches of social engagements sponsored by the NYPD was almost as good as a ruffle through file cabinets. Jacen King.

It was something to chew over for a bit. Tonight was a more intimate meeting. One of the cases opened as parts of the sniper rifle began to leave the foam they were impressed in, reappearing in a sequential fashion. The gun assembled itself from the stock to the barrel in Roland's hand. He had felt that he was too lax on the interfering Irish lass. Now that his true quarry had been taken care of, he could return for this tasty little morsel. Personal hits were always so satisfying, even more so than a large bundle of money. The stand appeared on the windowsill as the gun rested in it. As Roland sat, a stool appeared beneath him. A small remote came from his pocket and he started the CD in the small player behind him. Creedence Clearwater Revival began belting out about a bad moon rising. It certainly was for Kealey Quinn, whose antics in her apartment were amusing enough to keep Roland from immediately squeezing the trigger.