Post by Deleted on Jun 13, 2012 11:33:43 GMT
Basic Information
Age: Pretty recent, looks around thirty though.
Gender: Male
Sexuality: He infects everyone.
Rank: Rogue.
Canon/OC: Canon
Canon World/Face Claim: Osmosis Jones/Thrax
Cbox Name: Grim or Dae(Siggil)
Other Characters:
Powers And Abilities
Strengths:
His claw is used to infect everyone and destroy various organic materials. Although metal and the like is not impossible, but only cause light damage instead of the complete destruction. He also can glide through the air through the use of his coat, he is also highly intelligent and slightly stronger than the average human.
Weaknesses:
People who have a strong immunity system and alcohol. Especially the last, it would make him simply melt away. Also while Thrax is smart, there are always those who are smarter than him. He doesn't take insults about his intelligence lightly either. His claw can't cut through diamond and similar materials, no matter how much he wishes it.
Weapons And Equipment:
His claws and high intelligence. Along with a black cloak that he can slide short distances with.[/size]
Personal Information
Personality:
He has the habit of calling everyone 'baby'. He hates those who try to stop him, which means that he hates nearly every 'hero', not that he shows it though. He just shows immense pleasure when he's too smart for them and keeps himself out of their grasp by making others do what he wants and staying out of sight himself. He always has some wicked humor ready, shooting sharp words left and right to make them keep their distance from him.
History:
The Virus is known under the name of "Red Death", a name that doesn't seem so surprising considering his shape. He's known for infecting few humans before, with no regard to gender, age and health and killing them in a shorter period than the victim before. The first one took him a week, the second took him six days. The third one took him seventy-two hours and the fourth, the body he currently inhabited in forty-eight.
He simply infected them all, although he seemed to prefer those with a bad hygiene. His end was met though in Frank's body, a widower who had no idea about health and personal hygiene.
He rounded up the bacteria's first and started controlling them, letting them do the first work so that he could move unnoticed through the rest of the body. The white blood cell Jones however, didn't believe that this was simply the work of the bacteria's and continued searching, soon finding the trail of Thrax. They ignore his warnings however and even fire the white blood cell acting like an officer, together with the pill Drix.
It allowed Thrax to steal an DNA bead, one that manages the temperature of his host's body, only to have Jones interrupt him. A fight erupted and soon they were out of the man's body. He's ultimately defeated when he falls into rubbing alcohol as Jones manages to get the bead back after Thrax tried to infect Frank's daughter and start a new chain.
Nonetheless, this didn't seem to be the total end for him as he soon reopened his eyes.
Sample Post
Well, this was simply curious. He stared at his hands, his perfect normal and tanned hands. The last he remembered they had been red, a vicious red that had given him his name just as the rest of his skin and now that was gone. The possibilities started seeping into his brain though. Even his primary weapon seemed to be gone, he stared at the finger that should've been his claw and absently he curled his fingers lightly and frowned. He soon smirked again and pushed his hair out of his face, digging the sunglasses out of his pocket, at least that wasn't gone. This just made it easier to move along the human population.
At that moment a woman ran into him and he caught her automatically, staring down at her and wondering what would've happened if he could've infected her. He was almost tempted to try, but instead smiled faintly "Be careful now, baby." He purred, releasing her and brushing past her to continue his way "You never know who's going to keep holding you." He smirked, giving her a wink "To drag you away.." He finished and then continued walking, whistling cheerfully. His finger that usually held the claw trailing against the wall and for a moment he expected it to start glowing and the wall to dissolve.
Nothing happened though and a sigh escaped him "Well, there're some disadvantages then." He spoke to himself "Such a shame." A brief chuckle and then he shook his head and stopped before he stood on the streets. He looked left and right, raising his eyebrows and wondering once more... Just where was he?