Post by 666 on Aug 25, 2012 12:16:46 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=valign, top][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=style, border: 10px solid #f1e3b4; width: 450px; background-color: #f6f7f1;][STYLE=font-family: times new roman; font-size: 36px; color: #191919; text-align: center; letter-spacing: 2px;]PERSONAL FILE[/style][STYLE=font-family: arial; font-size: 8px; color: #FF0000; text-align: center; letter-spacing: 2px;]HIGHLY CLASSIFIED AND CONFIDENTIAL[/style][STYLE=float: right; margin: 10px 10px 0px 0px; padding: 0px; border: 10px solid #FFFFEE;][/style][STYLE= color: #000000; background: #BBDD22; font-family: courier new; font-size: 15px; text-align: center; width: 296px; margin-left: 05px; font-weight: bold; padding: 02px;]GENERAL INFORMATION[/style][STYLE=color: #191919; font-size: 10px; margin-top: 10px; margin-left: 10px;]NAME: Damien LaPéché ALIAS: 666 GENDER: Male AGE: 22 OCCUPATION: Adventurer, Vigilante, Cyborg, Satanist, Amputee, Janitor by Day, Smart Ass, Cajun. ALIGNMENT: Good AFFILIATION(S): N/A formerly N/A [/style] [STYLE= color: #000000; background: #BBDD22; font-family: courier new; font-size: 15px; text-align: center; width: 296px; margin-left: 05px; font-weight: bold; padding: 02px;]PHYSICAL PROFILE[/style][STYLE=color: #191919; font-size: 10px; margin-top: 10px; margin-left: 10px;]HEIGHT: 6 ft 3 WEIGHT: 291 lbEYES: Brown HAIR: White CLASSFICATION: Human/Cyborg UNUSUAL FEATURES: 666 is bald all over his head except for a small portion of white hair at the back of his head. Giving the misconception that he is older than he actually is. His main features are his tattoo insignia which is composed of two 6's on the breast and one on the face, and his 3 Robotic limbs one arm two legs, made out of a combination of cobalt and Indium. To hide these features from the public and keep his identity secret, Damien wears makeup and a wig as well as other prosthetic limbs while carrying and hiding his mechanical limbs in case he needs them. his ears and nipples are pierced in several places as well. His costume as a whole seems to resemble an S&M suit, complete with spiked dog collar. BEHAVIOR PROFILE[/style][STYLE= margin: 0px 10px 0px 10px; border: 2px solid #191919; padding: 2px; font-family: verdana; height: 125px; overflow: auto; font-size: 11px; color: #000000; text-align: justify; background-color: #ffffff; opacity: 0.8] 666 is not a traditional hero. He has good intentions sure. However they're executed in a rather anti heroic way. He is seemingly brutal and egotistic towards criminals, often beating them unconscious, bloodying them up in the process sometimes torturing them simply out of sheer boredom. However he refrains from killing. He is also incredibly foul mouthed, uttering cusses in almost every other sentence much to the dismay of many fellow heroes. He also has a tendency to be laid back about his job as a crime fighter, I.E. he will sit in the rubble of a building after a fight and laugh about it over a bottle of Jack Daniels. When it comes to women, Damien will often attempt to use his ''Cajun charm'' on almost any women around him. Sometimes leading to outright rejection and violence. Surprisingly however, 666 has a decent respect for older superheroes, even if they don't return the favour. He has a great fascination with heroes from the 30s and 40s. Mostly the costumes that were worn during that era. Last of all, Damien is of course A Satanist. His ''belief'' is a mix of Theistic & LaVeyan Satanism as well as a few other things. He believes Satan is real, but it is HE who is the savoir. He sees Satan as a symbol of individualism and Jesus as a mad tyrant. He also believes that individuality and freedom of thought. 666 believes that Satan wants a more equal relationship with his followers than the Christian God does with his. From a Theistic Satanist perspective, Christianity does not define “good” or “evil” in terms of benefit or harm to humanity, but rather on the submission to or rebellion against God. But however happy he may look, deep down there is a sense of depression. Due to the loss of 3 limbs, Damien has lost most of his sense of touch. He often yearns for the ability to feel once again. He also has a tendency to loose his temper when someone rubs him the wrong way, leading to him becoming standoffish and rude. Plus if things don't go his way, he has a tendancy to be angry at himself. [/style][STYLE=color: #191919; font-size: 10px; margin-top: 10px; margin-left: 10px;]DOCUMENTED HISTORY[/style][STYLE= margin: 0px 10px 0px 10px; border: 2px solid #191919; padding: 2px; font-family: verdana; height: 125px; overflow: auto; font-size: 11px; color: #000000; text-align: justify; background-color: #ffffff; opacity: 0.8]Born in Donaldsonville, Louisiana in the Parish of Ascension on 1990, Damien LaPéché was born to devoutly religious Cajun parents, Bénédict and Céline LaPéché. The young Damien's parents were both Christians, but not in a good way. They were the most MILITANT people in the city AND the most hated. Homophobic, Self righteous soapbox preachers to the end, The LaPéchés preached at everything from rock concerts, movie theatres and gaming conventions, to try and stop people from enjoying anything ''worldly''. Sadly, their son suffered more than anyone else. Ever since he was 4, young Damien was forced to put up with constant jeers and torment from other kids. His parent's refused to let their son play ball games, believing them to be a gateway to idolatry. Damien had friends, but he often had to see them in secret after school. It was at one of these friends houses that Damien got his 1st taste of super heroics. At the age of five his friends grandfather introduced him to his collection of old Justice Society speech gramophone records. Every night, Damien would sneak out of the house and into the neighbour's back garden where the old man would not only share stories of the JSA's adventures, but also what things were like back then in those days. It was all too fascinating to a boy who had been locked away from such things for so long. As time wore on, he would also be exposed to Batman. The downside was that this Batman was Jean Paul Valley, and HIS influence would hold for some time. However, the party couldn't last. The LaPéchés despised metaheroes and EVERYTHING they represented, Believing that they were secretly agents of Satan promoting idolatry. When they found out about what Damien had been doing, they resolved to send him to a ''Jesus Camp''. The same one seen in the documentary. However on the night they were discussing it, Damien, who was hiding on the stairs found out about the whole plan and ran to his room in anger. The now 9 year old boy could stand the oppression of his parents no longer. Why should he praise something he no longer wished to believe in? His friend's grandfather had shown him free thought and he wasn't going to turn back for anyone. He began packing some of his stuff as well as his personal little coin bank. After that he dived out the window onto the grass, got the 1st bus out of the city, and was never seen by anyone in Donaldsonville or louisiana again. After escaping the state, Damien fled to Tennessee and eventually made it to Memphis. He was able to get a cleaning job at a small convenience store and was given a home by the owner, a Jewish man in his mid 30s called Myron Meninski. Mr. Meninski was, in his spare time a bit of an inventor and often showed Damien, who he came to regard as a son in some ways, his side projects. Four of those inventions were mechanical limbs. Arms and legs made out of a light-weight combination of cobalt and indium, wired with circuitry, the mechanical limbs were to be by muscle movements from the shoulder as well as impulses from the brain. In his own ''wisdom'', Meninski had also added many things to his inventions. The arms had what could only be described as an inbuilt electroshock weapon system, as they could let off 50,000 volts of electricity just with a mere thought.. The other untested defence mechanism was what Meninski called a shield generator. Also the arm was capable of breaking quite a few bones when used to punch. However the one thing not installed into the arms was a nervous system, making the sense of touch dim to nonexistent. The legs were a huge improvement. According to Myron the Legs had the capacity to stretch upwards like springs up to at least 4 feet high. The toe caps contained tranquilliser darts. The idea was that the limbs could be used for army purposes or by amputees living in dangerous areas. Damien never really believed that the limbs were anything other than metal ''puppet arms'', but said nothing that might upset the man who had given him a home. when Damien was 14, his life took yet another turn. While he was walking home from school one day, he stumbled upon what looked like a church. The sign outside read ''Mid-South Satanic Church''. Curious, and somewhat scared, Damien walked inside. There was an open service going on. The inside of the church was decorated with occult symbols and satanic messaging. Tragically, his parents' religious views had an unfortunate effect on their son. All of this terrified him up until the service started. Whatever feat Damien had was gone by the time it ended. The ''Pastor'' didn't promote cannibalism or child sacrifice or any of the 173 things his parents had said they promoted. What he did promote was free thought, Individualism and Freedom among other things. From that day on Damien LaPéché was a Satanist. 7 years passed by. During that time, Damien grew up and went to college, got degrees in technology and engineering and helped Mr. Meninski with his shop and work. He continued to attend services at the MSSC, and all the while felt more liberated than he'd ever done in his childhood years. He had become seemingly more rebellious, but that was the price that had to be paid in his mind. Besides, things were looking up. Then one night in 2011, everything went wrong. Damien was, as usual attending a nightly service. All seemed to be going smoothly, but what no one realised was that outside the church, a group of Christian extremists had hijacked a fuel tanker and had set it ablaze. It was now being reversed towards the building, unmanned, out of control and unstoppable. Damien was the 1st to notice the truck. He glanced out of the window for just a moment then started yelling to the congregation to get out. But, for allot of them, the last thing they heard was an explosion, coupled with Damien screaming. When Damien woke up in hospital, he found he could only feel one limb. His right arm. As he tried to clear his head, his eyes made out a figure standing at the foot of the bed, looking forlorn. It was Mr. Meninski. It didn't take long for him to explain the situation. When the truck had exploded, half of the congregation had escaped. The other half hadn't been so lucky, having been either injured or killed. Damien was one of the injured. His body had suffered 2nd and 3rd degree burns on his left arm and both legs. The right had been lucky and had only suffered 1st degree burns. Damien asked if this was why he couldn't feel his arms, and asked when his buns would be treated. Myron said nothing. He simply walked to the bed, and pulled off the covers. What lay under, stopped Damien's heart for a full second. The offending limbs were so badly burnt, they had to be amputated. In their place, were the mechanical limbs. Damien spent 2 months training himself to make the best of a bad situation. He soon found out that the equipment Meninski was talking about was very much real. within the weeks he learned how to use his new arms tazer and shield generator along with the darts and stretching, which he could use to kick holes in walls as well as take longer steps in order to walk longer distances. The punch was just as effective, leaving dents in metal plates and scrap metal. The decision to learn to use these mechanisms had been spontaneous, but for a good reason. After he had left hospital, a fed up Damien, inspired by the masked vigilantes of his youth, decided to fight injustice himself...only, he'd do it his way. He developed his persona over time as the year drew to a close. Myron Meninski turned out to be the biggest help of all. He had seen the designs of the soon to be costume and being a reasonably good tattoo and piercing artist agreed to help on that front. Meanwhile, Damien did the rest, shaving most of his hair, hiding the tattoos with makeup and wearing a wig. A crude disguise but one that worked as he went to the local sex shop, buying the components to his costume. That, was last year. On the 18th of June 2012, Damien LaPéché made his debut as a mystery man and vigilante. Bearing the ''number of the beast'' as a name, he now fights crime and injustice in the red states and beyond, with Memphis as a base of operations. He has since gotten his own apartment, but still works for Mr. Meninski while also getting repairs and upgrades from him. Using his Satanist ideals as a guide Damien now fights his own crime and injustice from religious extremists and white supremacists, to Gangsters and bank robbers, under the guise of a number. The mark of the beast, 666. [/style] [STYLE=color: #191919; font-size: 10px; margin-top: 10px; margin-left: 10px;]POWERS AND ABILITIES[/style][STYLE= margin: 0px 10px 0px 10px; border: 2px solid #191919; padding: 2px; font-family: verdana; height: 125px; overflow: auto; font-size: 11px; color: #000000; text-align: justify; background-color: #ffffff; opacity: 0.8] KNOWN POWERS:
KNOWN ABILITIES: Through Mr Meninski, 666 has learned allot about Engineering and gadgetry he is able to fix and in certain cases build gadgets and devices, which has lead him to create a personal motorbike for when stretching takes to long. He is also a fairly decent marksman with the darts. He is also rather athletic and able to jump from one building to the next with little trouble. He is also incredibly intimidating, especially at night. He is also talented in haand to hand combat, albeit with only his right arm. STRENGTH LEVEL: 666's strength depends of what arm he uses. If he uses his right arm, the only natural limb he has left on his body, he has the average strength of a normal men of his age that engages in daily exercise. If he is using his right arm, (The mechanical one) he can in theory lift a small truck. WEAKNESSES: Despite his cyborg body, 666 still has a human heart, brain and torso meaning that he can still be hurt or killed. Even then his machine parts are still vulnerable due to the fact that almost all metals corrode and rust if unchecked. As a result he must give his limbs repairs and oiling regularly. Also any meta hero with enough strength can crush said limbs. Emotionally, Damien's tendency to lose his temper is also a weakness. [/style] [STYLE=color: #191919; font-size: 10px; margin-top: 10px; margin-left: 10px;]EXAMINATION RECORD[/style][STYLE= margin: 0px 10px 0px 10px; border: 2px solid #191919; padding: 2px; font-family: verdana; height: 125px; overflow: auto; font-size: 11px; color: #000000; text-align: justify; background-color: #ffffff; opacity: 0.8]Generations are wonderful things in some cases. The heroes for example of the 30s and 40s inspired the ones of today and hopefully the JLA will do the same thing....at least, that’s what everyone is hoping for. The sad fact is, there’s always a possibility of a few negative things. A:The next generation of metahumans will openly hate their powers and refuse to use them or B:The next generation could use their powers for their own egos rather than the public good. This fear reached it's boiling point when Superman met an alternative version of himself from another earth where metahumans more or less fought for themselves and said fights had left Kansas a nuclear wasteland. Said alternate Superman temporarily became a member of the justice Society at one point. There were numerous metahumans on that earth, a few versions on them have ended up existing on new earth. Budding as the world waits in fear and suspense. And yet... Shit and hell fire! Damien looked at the oil stains all over his chest and tried to wipe the black lube off his tattoos. Sadly, it would take nothing short of a hot shower to clean up that spill. In a fit of anger he threw the can into the wall and punched the desk with his right arm, smashing it to splinters in the process. The young Cajun man quickly tried to collect himself. He'd have to explain the destruction of the desk to the landlady. But on a janitors salary it was gonna be hard to pay for a new one. Damien walked over, picked up the oil can and collected his thoughts. OK, he'd waited half a can of oil but at least all his limbs had been lubed. Ever since he'd become a vigilante he'd had to put up with shit like this. Being a guy like 666 was NOT easy. 'Least, it shouldn't be. Ain't no way for a robot man t' get an easy break. Damien locked the door. and pulled down the blinds. Then, he took off his robotic limbs, replacing them with the humanistic replicas before jumping into the shower to wash off the oil. While he scrubbed, he looked at his face in the adjacent mirror. The makeup was melting off his face, revealing the giant 6 tattoo under it. Sometimes, Damien questioned the sanity of using a tat as a substitute for a mask. The upside of course was the fact that no one could take it off. Damien was always careful to keep his face covered in wet weather and his white hair wig firmly fastened to his head. Covering the tats and keeping the arm and legs hid was just another part of his trade. So far however, crime in Memphis was at somewhat of a low. The people were starting to take notice of the fact there was now a ''super hero'' amongst them, but so far the Justice League and the other teams didn't seem to notice. Hard break for most in this situation, yet there were few heroes as...extreme looking as 666. Even fewer were Satanists. A few hours later he was dressed. leather straps, piercings and all. All, he had to do nw was wait...and wait...and wai- NO! Damien looked out the window. Outside in the streets were a group of men in grey green uniforms harassing a young woman in the streets. The woman was an African American in her mid twenties. She was in pain, clutching her thigh as she lay on the sidewalk sobbing. Damien squinted, suddenly his eyes burst open. The two men had swastika armbands! Sacré bleu, Neos! Just like a neo to attack a lady after midnight. Time to kick some Hitler blowing ass! Without a second to spare, 666 climbed out of the window and extended his legs to the street. [/style][STYLE=color: #191919; font-size: 12px; margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; text-align: center; font-family: courier new]subject examined by Doctor Cyber[/style] | [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=valign,top][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=style, width: 40px;][STYLE=background-color: #f1e3b4; font-family: times new roman; font-size:30px; color: #404040; min-height: 150px; padding: 5px; text-align: center; moz-border-radius: 0px 10px 10px 0px; -o-border-radius: 0px 10px 10px 0px; border-radius: 0px 10px 10px 0px; -webkit-border-radius: 0px 10px 10px 0px;]6 6 6[/style] |
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