Post by Disease on Sept 22, 2009 12:40:23 GMT -6
Michael Jason Ferone
Prefers to be called Jason
((Symbiotic looks))
Franchise: Marvel
Celebrity Claim:Micheal Weatherly
Custom Title: M.I.B. Merc in black ((If you catch the pun……))
Alignment:Villain
Age: 23
Gender:Male
Special Abilities and Strengths:
Super strength – able to lift in excess of 200 tons.
Diamond hard like skin –Skin is nearly as hard as Diamonds, naturally.
Super healing – Can heal from anything except decapitation. Even to the extent of re-growing limbs. His claws and daimond bones are a part of his genectic build up and also regenerates plus his skin damages.
Super human senses – Has the smelling capability of a black bear not to mention incredible hearing and eye sight.
Super human stamina – Can fight for long periods of time.
Teleportation – The ability to teleport up to five miles, only every ten minutes.
Can change his outfit at any given time because of the Symbiote, even well enough to look like others
Weaknesses:
Sonic sounds – The symbiotic life form cannot stand them. (symbiote)
Fire – The symbiotic life form cannot stand it. (symbiote)
Easily subjected to illusions
Prefers to be called Jason
((Symbiotic looks))
Franchise: Marvel
Celebrity Claim:Micheal Weatherly
Custom Title: M.I.B. Merc in black ((If you catch the pun……))
Alignment:Villain
Age: 23
Gender:Male
Special Abilities and Strengths:
Super strength – able to lift in excess of 200 tons.
Diamond hard like skin –Skin is nearly as hard as Diamonds, naturally.
Super healing – Can heal from anything except decapitation. Even to the extent of re-growing limbs. His claws and daimond bones are a part of his genectic build up and also regenerates plus his skin damages.
Super human senses – Has the smelling capability of a black bear not to mention incredible hearing and eye sight.
Super human stamina – Can fight for long periods of time.
Teleportation – The ability to teleport up to five miles, only every ten minutes.
Can change his outfit at any given time because of the Symbiote, even well enough to look like others
Weaknesses:
Sonic sounds – The symbiotic life form cannot stand them. (symbiote)
Fire – The symbiotic life form cannot stand it. (symbiote)
Easily subjected to illusions
Personality: He is a very talkative person and often changes subjects. Some may say he has ADHD as he often cracks jokes at unnecessary times and not even good jokes.
To say the least he is over confident. He will do things without thinking them through or if he does think them through, he never ends up loosing in his mind.
He is overly aggressive. He is often excited to get into fights and often starts them with his words. Despite his joking however when not among friends he is quiet and elusive often not joking with anyone that he doesn’t know.
History: His father was openly abusive of both him and hius mother. His father was a mutant and had raped his mother causing her to have him. When Michael reached his teens he suddenly changed.
He had just got home from school and his father was drunk. His mother was locked in the room in a corner with a broken arm. His father was unbelievably strong. He back handed Michael across the face and sent him threw one of the wooden walls.
He stood up remarkable unharmed. His scars from countless beating were beginning to heal suddenly. “So you’re a mutant too?” His father said as he grabbed Michael and threw him into the basement and followed quickly. SO quickly it didn’t seem to take any time at all. “Ow…..” He said dazed as he stood up.
“Let’s do some experimenting boy!” His father shout as he quickly grabbed a hammer and some nails and drove the nails threw Michaels feet and hands into the ground and walls. His father used to be a scientist working for striker before he was removed from the weapon X project because he as a mutant.
His father grabbed a table saw and cut into his arm seeing the light reflect off of his bones. “Interesting…” His father said as he attempted to saw threw the bone. Michael screamed in pain and suddenly the large saw snapped. He then quickly began to heal, ssoon it appeared as if the cut was never made.
“Remarkable.” His father exclaimed and suddenly disappeared at the other side of basement and grabbed some more tools. Michael struggled against the nails in his hands and feet causing him to bleed more when suddenly he disappeared, replaced with a white poof of smoke.
“takin after your old man..” His father said and chuckled but was quickly cut off as Michael was behind him, a set of pure diamond claws coming out of each knuckle. He pulled his hand back but the claws remained inside his back. Suddenly a new set of the diamond claws replaced the other set. “I did it…” He said looking at his father’s body.
He went up stares and told his mother, she quickly ran away from him fearing he was insane and regrettably hung herself. Michael then lived on his own moving far away from his parents’ old place and to New York where yet another event happened and changed his life.
He was going to work one day as a fire fighter when suddenly a call rang out over the radio in the fire station. “Meteorite just hit a building Get you gear and get down there!” A man yelled over the intercom. He dropped what he was doing and immediately ran and got on his suit. Once at the building complex he looked at the fire for a few moment and rushed in hearing screams. As soon as he got in he could see the meteorite. He rushed over to it and immediately cooled the rock down and noticed a liquid like substance he had frozen solid with the fire extinguisher. He picked up the small ball and put it in his packet and then continued with the rest of the job.
After the long days work he went home his suit was still in the fire house. The blob somehow managed to thaw out or something and it scurried off into the woods. It came in contact with a black bear which it took over for a short while until the bear died and then it scurried back to the firehouse before morning.
When Michael walked in for work he went to his suit and noticed it was completely black. “What the?” He asked as he reached out and the black substance clung to him quickly. After about twelve minutes of fighting with the substance he was now completely coated in black. “WE ARE DISEASE!” The new creation exclaimed loudly as he ran off from the noisy town.
Nearly fifteen years later he was now working as a super mercenary as he called himself as he only worked for the wealthy and those that could pay him. He became more agile as he took mixed martial arts and joined the marine corp. until he became a full marine and now works for super peoples.
Sample Role Play Post: Michael smiled as he walked into what seemed like an abandoned warehouse. He however easily heard the sound of a timer ticking away. He closed his eyes and teleported; the white smoke filled his place then quickly faded. He was now on the scaffold and looked down at a bomb. “Too late!” He said quickly and briskly as the timer was already at two seconds.
Without hesitation he reached down and threw the bomb as quickly as he could. As the bomb flew away from him he tried to teleport but he couldn’t concentrate. Suddenly the bomb went off! The explosion engulfed him and he was sent flying out of the warehouse into the street.
His arms and legs mangled and broken as he hit a car and the alarm went off. He groaned as the Symbiote had taken a bad hit, it was burned off of him somewhat but it slowly regenerated recovering his entire body. His bones cracked as they returned to there normal positions quickly. He pulled a piece of shrapnel out of his arm. “Well now I don’t have to check out the warehouse for King Jerold anymore.” He said as he stood up, shattered glass crinkled to the ground.
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