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| [Magtok] Subject 96; Lord Magtok/Villain | |
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| Magtok | Feb 19 2009, 06:54 PM Post #1 |
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General Information Full Name: Formerly known as Subject 96 Codename or Alias: Lord Magtok Gender: Male Age: Appears to be in late twenties to early thirties Birthdate: Nov. 28 '91 Place Of Birth: The Edison Medical Research Institute Occupation/Status: Unemployed Alignment: Villain Factions: None Canon Or Original?: Original Powers/Abilities: A decent resistance to pain, and a sharp, creative mind. Weapons/Items: Tends to avoid any large weapons, such as rifles and the like, but keeps a loaded handgun, a pair of scissors, Appearance Visual Appearance: ![]() ![]() Physical Appearance: Magtok is an exceedingly thin, pale fellow, to the point where one would think him half-starved, if not for the flowing purple or black robes hiding his physical frame. With a scar running down one eye, and a face that's half prosthetic, he's certainly not the prettiest person walking down the street, but considering all the other villains and heroes out there, he could have it a lot worse. His hands, feet, and most major organs are similarly mechanical in nature. Clothing and Armor: Magtok, though he really needs it, has very little in the way of armor. If he could get his hands on one, he'd wear a bulletproof jacket, but even if he did, he'd still be rather frail. The tin man takes care that his expensive dress shoes are always kept well-polished, wears a set of purple robes above that, and occasionally wears the hood attached to those robes, when he wants to be a bit more dramatic. Personality Likes: The spotlight. If he wasn't facially deformed, he probably would've tried for a career in acting, music, or stage magic. Dislikes: The neutral and morally gray, anything and everything sexual in nature. Fears: Death, small children (Don't ask), Stockholm Syndrome (Happening to someone else, for him). Bad Habits: Magtok has a tendency to be rather silly whilst out in public, doing dastardly deeds. Whether it be singing various popular songs with altered lyrics ("Walking in a Winter SlaughterLand" and "I'm Dreaming of a Red Christmas" have been two yuletide hits of his), Sexual Orientation: Claims to be asexual, but is actually straight General Personality: Magtok does his best to be as friendly as possible, despite his proclaimed villain status. He has a fierce hate for anyone who thinks of themselves as neutral or a shade of gray, despite the fact that he borders on the same alignment. A professed gentleman, prude, optimist, and lord of absolutely nothing, Lord Magtok intends to rise from his lowly status, and become as big as the Joker someday. Character's History Siblings: Nope Mother: He was made in a lab, no maternal figure there Father: None Other Family: The people who supervised his growth and such in Edison? The lab personnel have been known to say "He was such a nice kid back then" amongst themselves. But aside from that, he's still too low-profile for anyone to think too much about it. History: Magtok was made in a test tube in a "possibly extralegal" procedure in the Edison Medical Research Institute, a privately owned facility engaged mostly in prosthetic research. In order to further their studies of the prosthetic appendages and organs, they created the boy who'd come to be known as Magtok, and genetically engineered him with quite a few nasty organ problems. Over time, more and more of him came to be replaced by machine bits, until he eventually became who he is today. He also aged much faster than a normal human, in case you had any questions about that birth date. Oddly enough, he didn't violently blast his way of the lab like most would. Instead, he was offered a generous sum of money to lie about his origins, and became quite a decent spokesman for the Institute, occasionally returning to work alongside his creators on various prosthetic designs. But eventually, he just had it with people getting disturbed by his appearance. Sure, he wasn't entirely normal, but people in wheelchairs weren't either, and at least they got their own fancy Olympics. Taking his cash, he registered to own a handgun, had his name legally changed, got his villainous wardrobe, and then renounced his boring, drab past, and set off into the villain bizz to capitalize on that fear of his appearance. Role Play Sample: (Note: This is a modified excerpt from a high-power RP setting Magtok existed in for some time. With his own personal lack of superpowers, the "Magbots" were a necessity to make him even remotely threatening. He might take his knowledge of prostheses to make some Magbot forces here, but he'll need time and resources and such. We'll see how things go.) Magtok charges into the streets, with what appears to either be a massive Magbot marching band, or possibly a platoon of soldiers. Maybe both. The troop draws their strange instruments, and begins with the classic instrumental Sleigh ride, as various Magbots scurry about, placing explosives in various locations, all timed for various special effects. With a large megaphone, Magtok addresses all of the civilians in earshot, which should be a rather large range actually, even over the noise of the band. "Attention New Washington! On this wonderful Christmas Day, we bring to you not just the end of a year, but of an era, and quite possibly your lives as well. Those of you who remain will remember this holiday season forever, as one of infinite chaos and destruction, of madness, of change!" And with that, a pair of homes suddenly shoot up into the air, twirling in a way one would expect a ballerina to do, not a low-rent apartment complex. The first of the two is twisted into a fiery red snowflake, the latter a massive Xmas tree. As the rubble drops, so too does acidic snow, in a massive blizzard of pain brought about with the help of a fellow evil-doer. "HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! And just in time, it begins to snow! Looks like we're having a white Christmas after all!" Magtok then tosses the loudspeaker to the ground, and smirks as he struts forth into the icy streets with surging warmth in his heart. "Or maybe just a red one." Edited by Magtok, Feb 20 2009, 01:05 PM.
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| TFE Magnus | Feb 19 2009, 11:36 PM Post #2 |
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Negro please.
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This is approvable sans RP sample, do make sure to edit it in when you have it. ![]() Approved, keep in mind guys and gals, you may have three characters in total, with a limit of two canon characters out of that. Do check out the Canon List and consider some stuff before the good characters are taken. |
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