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Individual
Character's full name: Lucas Prospero Victore
Alias/ Nickname/ Code name:
Gender: Male
Age: 34
Date of Birth: 12/11/1979
Birthplace/ Home/ Place of origin: El Paso, Texas
Nationality: American
Ethnicity/ Cultural Heritage: Caucasian
Appearance
Hair color and style: Shaved bald, because otherwise it is sparse, stringy, and mostly falling out.
Skin Tone: Pasty and white, almost unhealthy looking
Eye Color: dull grey
Height: 5' 5"
Build: skinny but not skeletal, with relatively large and broad shoulders for his size
Visible mutation: Lucas's right arm is deformed and mutated. It is covered in a black, crusty skin with small spines and creases in the flesh. There are three eyes of various sizes blinking on the arm, though they don't actually work and Lucas can't see out of them, and his fingers are long and clawed. Also, though he can't be sure, he believes he deteriating physical appearance is due to his mutation.
Scars/ Tattoos/ Piercings: Lucas has a thick scar around his neck from the shock collar of the camps.
Other features: Lucas's right arm is always covered in bandages completely, so that no bit of it's unnaturalness can be seen.
Everyday clothing style: Usually Lucas wears jeans and a t-shirt, with an unbuttoned long sleeve shirt if it's chilly, and a hoodie if it's really cold.
Uniform: Lucas has to wear a uniform for his job as an electrician.
Sleepwear: Nekkid!
Miscellaneous clothing: The bandages.
Character
Personality: Lucas is a very serious person, due in large part to the rather disturbing nature of his mutation. Though if asked he won't give it up if given the choice, despite the problems it has caused him and the scars he got from the camps. And these scars dig deeper than the obvious physical ones. Though he doesn't hate non mutants, he feels that the situation as it is cannot stand. While not a pacifist by any means, Lucas believes that more can be achieved by quiet unification of mutants, though violence will undoubtedly be necessary. He speaks softly and succinctly, and isn't shy to speak his mind. Because of his mutation Lucas has suffered many hardships, and they have shaped him. His experience in the camps have only strengthened his previous fierce loyalty to his few friends, and sharpened his extreme hatred of betrayers.
Hobbies/ Interests: Lucas enjoys woodcarving small trinkets as a hobby, though he often takes his bandages off for better control so he doesn't do it for an audience.
Job or part time job and description: Lucas works for a company as an electrician.
Fears/ phobias/ concerns: Lucas is now deeply afraid of water due to the happenings in the camp. Any body of water bigger than a puddle aside from a shower is too much for him. Also he refuses to ride in cars because of the car crashes in his life.
Special talents: Lucas can wiggle his ears.
Morality
Good/ bad/ neutral/ other: neutral
Mutations
Mutation description:
Lucas can shape and manipulate his body in strange ways, forming and reforming his flesh like putty. While he can't create anything complex or even approximate of a human form, there are a few things Lucas has experimented with that he knows works. For example, he can create hideously sharp and large claws about as long as his forearm, he can meld his two hands together into a massivebony hammer, he can extend strong, manipulative tendrils from any part of his body for a few inches, or a single tendril for as far as ten feet, or he can cause hard, bone-like plates to cover most of his body like armor. The possibilities are wide open, but things sometimes don't go as planned. If Lucas makes a mass of muscle without the bone structure to properly support it, he can shatter bones just by moving, and injuries sustained to his shifted areas translate directly to his normal form, and Lucas doesn't have the delicate control to heal himself.
Strengths: The ability to manipulate his form is undoubtedly useful to Lucas in any fight or even just for getting around, as he can use his tentacles for a variety of things. Also the armor is incredibly useful.
Weaknesses and Limitations: His right arm is also extremely freaky and almost demonic looking, and doesn't gather much good will. Each shift costs energy, and that means to shift back to human uses up even more energy. To fuel these changes, Lucas typically needs to eat about five to seven large, protein filled meals a day if he wants to be able to use his mutation frequently through the day. To give a comparison, one shift of an arm to something like claws would cost about 10% of a meal, and a shift back would be again 10%. Shifting something like a single small tentacle (a few inches to 3 ft or so, and about as much strength as one of his normal arms) would be less, about 5%, while shifting multiple small tentacles, a large tentacle (3ft-10ft, strength from 100%-300% one of his arms), or shifting the armor would take up something like 50%, with again an equal amount to shift it back. Also important is the fact that each transformation takes time. The lesser used Hammerhands and mini tentacles take between ten seconds and a minute to shift to. On the other hand the armor takes less than a second to form, but about five minutes to shift back. The claws and longer tentacles take only 5-20 seconds. The armor can take quite a bit of physical impact, mainly because the structure spreads the force out among the entire surface, and can take something like 500N without cracking, and will shatter at 1000N and above, which equates to a bowling ball going about 150 mph and 300 mph respectively. The armor is most effective, however, when faced with bladed or piercing weapons, because of the way the structure redistributes force. Though Lucas can always eat more if he starts to feel faint from shifting too much it's not exactly something that works well in any sort of emergency situation, and when you add to that the fact that the food also needs to fuel his normal bodily function and that much food isn't exactly cheap. One thing Lucas has realized is that his right arm seems to deform ever so slightly more with each use of his mutation. So far it hasn't affected function, but Lucas doesn't know if it might some day. Not to mention that shifting ones flesh is extremely uncomfortable, and for things like the armor or the claws where the hard bone-like substance is needed it is very painful when it pushes through his skin.
Physical Abilities
General Physical Capabilities: In his youth, Lucas took a bit of Tai Kwan Do, so he knows how to fight a bit even if he is extremely rusty. Though he's not exactly muscular, Lucas has decent arm strength and great shoulder strength and flexibility.
Fighting Style: Mostly Lucas relies on his shifting if he gets into a serious fight, but for anything less than life-threatening he'll do what he can without it, because otherwise it's kind of unnecessary.
Fighting Style Pros/Cons: In a serious fight, Lucas has a huge advantage, but in everything else he's likely to get the crap kicked out of him.
History Of Your Character
Lucas's father was a mechanic and his mother a stay-at-home mom. Lucas had a sister two years older than him, but both his mother and sister died in a car crash when bringing Lucas home from the hospital. Through some fluke, Lucas and his father both survived without even a scratch. Though the lawsuit that resulted from the crash meant that, especially with two less mouths to feed, they would be relatively well off, Lucas's father preferred to continue working and save the money for Lucas to go to college or at least a trade school. That was, of course, until he met Janet. He fell in love with Janet, and when Lucas was twelve they were married. Though Lucas tried to get along for his father's sake, Janet made it obvious she didn't like him, that he was an inconvenience. Despite this, life was pretty good for Lucas for the next five years, until another car crash changed his life forever.
Lucas and his father were going for a weekend fishing trip, just the two of them, when a patch of poorly repaired road combined with a moment of inattention from his father meant they crashed into the guardrail and were left hanging over the edge of a cliff. One of Lucas's father's arms was broken, and the other one was barely holding on to the edge of the car door. Lucas reached out with his right arm to pull his father back up by his shirt, but instead his arm writhed and melded together into a five foot tentacle, before reforming back to normal. Searing pain filled his arm as it began to change slightly, and when he looked back down his father was gone, fallen to his death.
The next year was hell for Lucas, as he had to deal with the death of his father, his strange new mutation that he discovered could manipulate his body, and Janet. Now, with his father dead, Lucas had nobody to shield him from Janet's ire. She made it clear to him that as soon as he was eighteen he was out of her house, and if he thought he was getting any of her money he was kidding himself. With this in mind, Lucas managed to scrape together enough money (with a little unknowing help from Janet's wallet) before his eighteenth birthday to buy a bus ticket to New York, where he managed to get a job at a fast food restaurant and a bed at a cramped apartment filled with twenty three other workers. Lucas, after working for a year, got his first and last lucky break when his manager remembered how good he was at fixing problems with the ancient machines, and recommended him to his cousin who owned an electrician company. That was where Lucas worked for the next thirteen years, until he eventually became the most senior electrician the company had. During this time, practicing as much as he could with his extremely limited budget, Lucas experimented with his powers.
However, then yet another car crash changed Lucas's life. Lucas had heard of the camps of course, and knew he wanted no part of them, especially considering that his mutation was so ghastly and visible. So he managed to ask a friend who was a nurse to stick his right arm in a cast so he could pretend he broke it and hide the obvious mutation. But, when a taxi driver wasn't paying attention and was about to hit him, Lucas had no choice but to armor up, and though the armor shattered from the 20 mph car and left him with vicious bruises besides, Lucas was alive. That didn't mean that he was safe, however, and his unconscious body was quickly bagged and tagged, and taken to a camp. As soon as the collar was put on, he woke up, the vicious electricity coursing through him constantly due to his constant mutation. In that moment, in pain and with no clue of where he was, Lucas shifted his arms to claws and tore apart the three guards and one technician in the room with him before the shock overcame him and he passed out again.
As one might imagine, Lucas's remaining time at the camps was not pleasant after an event like that, and the rest of the guards, many of them friends of the dead, tortured him relentlessly, not including the ever present electric shock from the collar. They upped to voltage to prevent him from consciously controlling his muscles, and did whatever they pleased. One of the favorites was water-boarding him, for hours on end. Lucas got maybe ten hours of sleep a week, and was in constant pain and confusion. When the opportunity came to escape in the form of another mutant busting his cell open and sucking the power from his collar, he didn't look back.
Now, with his old job back, Lucas is trying to reconcile the experience he had in the camps with his conscience, and doesn't know what to do when it comes to mutant/human relations.
Roleplay
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Sample RP:
Lucas sighed as he slowly unwrapped the bandages from his right arm, happy to finally be home where he could let his arm breathe a bit. Though the three eyes on his arm weren't real eyes and didn't seem to be all that much more sensitive than the rest of the arm, he always felt it was best to keep his arm uncovered whenever possible. And it wasn't like he was ashamed of who he was, no he was long past something like that, but it was more that he didn't want to have to hurt anyone who tried something because he was a mutant. Though if it were just a mugger he'd likely let them have his money, someone trying to hurt him because of his mutation would draw a sterner reaction, he knew.
That day at work had been particularly stressful, as he had been working on the wiring in the penthouse of a well off Electrical Engineer. Lucas very carefully didn't remark that the fact that an accomplished electrical engineer couldn't do a bit of wiring was hilarious, nor did he remark that having someone looking over his shoulder making recommendations as to what he should do was not exactly helpful. But, at the end of the day Lucas got the job done and got payed, so all was well. Well, mostly.
Lucas pulled a wooden box out from under his bed, and unclasped the lid, revealing a set of hand tools for woodworking and a half finished perching eagle. He let the rhythmic motions of carving calm his mind as he wondered about the future of mutants like him, wondered what he could do or should do...
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