Futuristic Tipping the Scales- CS

[WeaselThor]

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Spoiler: Character creation guidelines.

1.No god-nodding, your character cannot be compleatly unbeatable they must have some kind of drawbacks that are actually exploitable to balance out their powers.

2. No metagaming of 4th wall breaking. Much of this story will revolve around combat, and powers are very dangerous though counterable when you know what you are dealing with. So know auto-knowing what abilities your character has.

3. Plot takes precedence- if i ask you change a character it is for the sake of the plot. Please dont argue or get upset it is not personal. Keep in mind I must make enemies for the whole group.

4. Everyone has a faction- this story takes place pretty far into a rebellion, as such the time fpr recruiting is over. Everyone must start within a faction.

Spoiler: Content warning

This Rp takes place in a terrible dystopian future. Characters can Die if not careful though their demise is not the goal of the story. Because of this characters below age 16 are not allowed. Of course Rpn's rules apply, face to black for risky scenes, dont be excessive with gore and blood. Profanity is ok but must be used sparingly and be bleeped out.

 

[WeaselThor]

Gm' s roster

Omega corps

Spoiler: Deucalion Soranik

On the Surface

Name: Deucalion Soranik
Age: 93yrs.
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Height: 6ft 1in
Weight: 245lbs
Hair color: Black
Eye color: Dark brown.
Notable features:
Has a robotic hand and a Mask covering half of his face hiding a gnarled mess.

Whats hidden within

History: Born the son of the omega corps creator Deucalion was a happy child who had everything he could ever want. Riches beyond imagination made nothing out of his reach. Yet he was also born during the corperate wars and after years of watching his father try to negotiate rather than fight the war he had began to loose respect for the man. However an attack on the family while they ate finally came, an enemy company hired an assassin who put a bomb in their car. Deucalion and his father survived only because his mother he went to bring the car around.

After his mothers death deucalion seemed to lose his happy outlook, he began making plans to gain his revenge and was infuriated to find his father uninterested in punishing those who set up the assassination. So he made the plan to userp his father and showed up in his fathers office with a laser pistol to kill him quickly. After a breif conversation deucalion killed his father in a way that made it look like a suicide. Days later he ended the coperate wars in one move, turing off the Atmogen engines in every city simultaneously. Twelve million died from the toxic air before the people rose up and gave deucalion what he wanted, the death of every megacorperations leadership. In the end he wound up the last Intact Conpany and successfully made his fathers words a reality...now omega corp ruled the world.

Shortly after this deucalion unveiled the life tax, got married, and had three children. However his empire began to grow unstable as more and more resistance was mounting. He began to take a more agressive stance when his youngest son vanished ten years ago. The illegalization of all disedence caused the resistance to go into hiding. It wasnt until two years ago when he was at a gala with his wife and daughter that the rebels managed to get in a retaliation of their own. A bomb went off in the tower they were in. The tower came crumbling down costing the man his arm, half his face, and the majority of his family.

Much to the surprise of the first respondors the CEO limped out of the wreckage bleeding profusely with a cold and empty look in his eyes. From that day on he has swore to himself every morning in the mirror...death, destruction, and despair would consume the rebels and he would be the source of them all.

Personality: Deucalion is meticulous and cruel, seeming to have no regard for anyone other than himself. This would be manageable if it were consistent but unfortunatly the CEO's emotional range flips on a coin. Sometimes he is rational and calm other times he is a hotheaded mess, his intense paranoia, fits of violent rage, amd excessive hatred for the rebels has molded him into a psychological Picasso. those who think they have him pegged often times find themselves surprised by his rapid shifts.

Likes: Money, Success, The board of directors, expensive drinks and food.
Dislikes: Rebels, failure, having to kill subordinates, Worms.
Fears: Being killed, the loss of his power, losing his last child.
Ambitions: to achieve immortality and spread his empire forever.
Strengths: limitless wealth, influence, and resources
Weaknesses: Unstable mind, No powers, Untrustworthy.

Rumor has it

Skills: Deucalion is an excellent strategist, a well trained martial artist, and a surprisingly good marksman. He is also very ingenious often coming up with new ideas on his own, or hiring other brilliant minds to complete research he cannot crack.
Powers: N/A
Weapons:
Laz Eagle presidential model- a low capacity but very powerful laser pistol capable of punching a hole through nearly any armor configuration. It only holds 7 rounds. Modeled after the 21st century desert eagle.

Equipment:
Omega corp Execu-max "Deuc" prosthetics- The executive edition of the Omega max prosthetic line. Build to he sleek and smooth very dexterous and nigh indestructible, individual modifications for the CEO make this model capable of folding out into 900 round per minute rattling laser fueled by a nuclear battery. This weapon is capable of effective anti-vehichle applications.

Vehicles:

Rolls Royce Phantom Omega-6: the CEO's personal car is modded out with heavy armor, the most advanced shielding, point defense technology, Radar and missile lock scramblers and Six fusion batteries which allow it to achieve Hypersonic speed well above the average vehicle. However it lacks any offensive weaponry relying on its military escorts for offense.
Faction: Omega Corp
Occupation: CEO
Income: ???,???,???,???,???
Other: The king of the World.

Spoiler: Otto Coreolis

On the surface

Name: Otto Coreolis
Age: 92yrs
Gender: Male
Race: Varient
Height: 5ft 10in
Weight: 155lbs
Hair color: Reddish Brown
Eye color: Hazel
Notable features:
Otto is always found wearing a suit and tie, he even has backup ones if he gets one dirty or damages it.

Whats hidden within

History: Otto was born into the lower class of panorama city. His father was a garbage collector and his mother a bartender. Neither seemed to have much ambition, after all they witnessed the horror of the corporate wars and ww3 firsthand. Yet they did have a glimmer of hope, their son it seemed was gifted. By the time he was seven he he calculated his families budget and in three years managed to elevate them out of the bottom rung of society.

Sadly their Enjoyment was short-lived, his father died suddenly of a heart attack and with no life insurace policy the family was left high and dry. He was forced to get a low end job as a waiter in his mothers establishment. That was until he met Leo Ceafus, an old man with connections all the way up the company. He was impressed by the kids memorizing the menu and his order, and even more so impressed that Otto went out of his way to save the man money.

Leo decided to put otto through college and take care of his mother while he went to school. On the condition that otto come to work for him after he was done. Otto happily agreed and after 4 years in school Otto graduated as valedictorian and discovered Leo's "buisness" was a little less than legal. He found it was his job to move the money around and legitimize the earnings. A job he did well for nearly 20 years he often did work for Leo's friends many of whome were board members. However after a while Leo died and left his enterprise to Otto.

Taking over the buisness otto multiplied its profits manyfold before Deucalion came and ended the corporate wars. Otto sided with the new leader using his inside knowledge to leave the old board powerless to stop deuc as he held the world hostage. Afterwards Otto was given a seat on the board of directors and he has held this seat for nearly fifty years.

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Spoiler: August Thompson

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Spoiler: Nick Caraphet

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Spoiler: Moe Steel

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The Rebels

Spoiler: Karen Ali

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Spoiler: Rae Irons

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Spoiler: Jerome Irons

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Spoiler: Dallas Rutherford

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Spoiler: Yu Laos

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[Macintot]

Spoiler: Written Description

Alec stands on the short side at 5'3". He's stocky, all compact muscle from the physical training needed to survive the desert. His brown hair is cut in a mohawk and dyed with emerald-green streaks, though his thick beard remains its natual color. His left eye, which went blind as a child, has been replaced with a cybernetic, and he wears a hearing aids in both ears.

On the Surface
Name: Alec Schluyer
Age: 37
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Height: 5'3"/160 cm
Weight: 135 lbs/66.2 kg
Hair Color: Dark Brown
Eye Color: Hazel
Notable Features: Left eye is cybernetic, hearing aids in both ears.


What's Hidden Within
History

Spoiler

Alec was born to a comfortable middle-class family in Panorama City, the second of three sons. He was born with severe hearing loss, and he lost an eye in a car wreck when he was two, but Omegacorp doctors he was able to get equipment for both. Neither of Alec's disabilities has much effect on his childhood. He excelled in school, played on his school's wrestling team, and had plenty of friends.

One of Alec's favorite books was an old journal written by his great-great grandfather. It talked about growing up in rural kansas before World War Three, the thriving Minnesota forests he'd been stationed in as an army reserve, and his account of the ice caps melting and radiation taking over the land. The book captured Alec's immagination. He wanted nothing more than to see the forests and farmlands his grandfather had seen.

When he started college, Alec decided he was going to reclaim the desert and bring back the old fields and forests. If he didn't live to see them, at least the next generation could. Besides, his okder brother, who worked in one of the agri-towers, talked endlessly about how much food was needed to feed the city. With more farmland they could feed more people. Alec threw himself into his studies and excelled in college. He got hired as an intern in Omegacorp's Research department, then continued to climb the ranks.

Personality
Likes
+ Learning anything and everything
+ His (large) extended family
+ Black Coffee
+His ATHEIA hovercraft

Dislikes
- All the soldiers
- Telling people no
- Loud music

Fears
- Having to hurt someone
- Not making anything of his life
- Being attacked by the ratfolk while in the desert

Ambitions
+ Make a lasting impact on the world
+ Reclaim the desert for usable farmland

Strengths and Weaknesses

Spoiler

+Optimistic: Alec has a knack for finding the best in any person or situation. He believes all people are fundamentally good and any problem is fixable.

+ Good-willed: Alec joined Omega Corp out of a genuine desire to make the world a better place, and fifteen years under the company haven't twisted that motive yet.

+Curious: Alec has a mind for learning anything and everything he can. While his work is devoted mainly to reclaiming to desert, at home he jumps from side project to side project, anything that piques his interest. It's not uncommon for him to spend days scouring books and websites for some obscure subject, just because it struck his fancy.

-/+ Pacifistic: Alec is deeply uncomfortable with violence, even though he agrees that it can be sometimes necessary. His uniform includes a pistol for self-defense, but he doesn't think he could ever bring himself to use it.

- Workaholic: Alec is always working. He pulls long hours for megacorp, and even when he's home, he's working on side projects for the company. Alec rarely takes time to relax and have fun.

- Perfectionist: One of the few things that gets under Alec's skin is his own work. There's always something that can be done better, some potential problem he hadn't accounted for.

Rumor Has It
Skills

• Knows a little bit about almost everything
• Expert in radiation and botany, with a strong working knowledge of agriculture and geology
• Strong, with good endurance

Powers: None
Weapons: Alec carries a magneto-ballistic pistol when working in the field but is otherwise unarmed.

Equipment & Vehicles

Spoiler

Hazmat ARES
Hazmat Anti-Radiation-Exploration-Suit

Pressurized air flow and a high-density radiation proof covering allow for a more or less protective case when entering the badlands. Also comes with several data collecting apparatuses and a low-frequency sound emitter on the legs.

HERMES Drone
Hazardous-Exploration-Radiation-Mitigating-Environmental-Service Drone

Around the size of a bear, the HERMES Drone is used for exploration in environments that the Hazmat ARES simply is not applicable. Remote controlled, and several cameras provide constant monitoring. Low-frequency sound emitters are located internally. Manipulating arms are controlled by haptic remotes. Capable of autonomous surveying and path-finding.

Curie Surveyor

A solar-powered handheld device used for measuring soil and air samples for numerous factors, most notably radiation level and chemical makeup (especially toxins). Provides more in-depth information than the ARES suit.

ATHEIA
All-Terrain-Hovercraft-for-the-Exploration-of-Inhospitable-Areas

The ATHEIA is a basic mode of transportation for researchers in the wasteland. While primarily intended to hover over the ground, it is equipped with wheels and even rotary propellers in order to account for any situation. The ATHEIA can hold up to six people and their equipment. Two HERMES drones can also fit on the ATHEIA, one each mounted on its skids.
The Aethia can reach speeds of about 65 mph when at maximum capacity, and 125 mph when nearly empty. They are covered in several layers of armor to protect against radiation, debris, and worm attacks.
Alec has equipped this particular ATHEIA with several additional pieces of surveying equipment, all paid for out of his own pocket, to the extent that is effectively considered his. No, you may not drive it.

Alec also has several other peices of more generic research equipment. Most of it stays stored aboard the AETHEIA unless needed.

Faction: Omega Corp
Occupation: Researcher/Radiologist
Salary: $150,000/year

Other: While Alec himself is unmarried (or married to his work, as he'd say), he stays close to his large extended family. Both his grandmothers are still alive in Panorama City, as well as his parents. He has two brother, one older and one younger, who have each married and had five children between them. A sixth is on the way.​

 

[GolemGuy]

On the surface

Name:
Mihkel Järve
Age:
36
Gender:
Male
Race:
Human
Height:
6'3
Weight:
175 lbs
Hair color:
Light Brown
Eye color:
Brown
Notable features:
His left arm is replaced with a sleek, black cybernetic prosthetic up to the elbow.

Whats hidden within

History:
"When I was a boy, I was raised in Estonia. It was always frozen and barren, 'cept for the summer, which was the only break from the snow. It felt like winter all year. Eventually, my family, older sister, mother, father, decided to move to America when I was around eleven. Specifically, we found our home in Kansas before the desert took over. And the worms. The worms had always sparked my curiosity as a child. The metaphorical perfect organism for the desert. Until they took hold."

He took a brief moment to catch his breath, and took a sip of water from a nearby cup.

"My older sister, Anna, had gone out to buy some groceries, the desert was about 25% of it's current size it is today, but the road crossed it. She was twenty-one, my parent were both forty-two. She never came back."

Mihkel's voice trembled for a second, as long forgotten memories had light shone upon.

"My... apologies, back to the story. Well, my parents were of course distraught. I was fifteen then, when my sister disappeared. I begged them not to go. There had already been several sightings of deathworms near where we lived. It was a hazardous life to live, but it was cheap, and it was the best we had. Well, anyways, I had begged them not to go, but our family wasn't one to leave a Järve behind. They left, and that day..."

He took a moment and grasped his chest. His eyes viewed images of those most brutal. A small shuddering sob escaped his mouth.

"I'm sorry, I just can't continue, I need a moment to calm."

Most information concludes that Mihkel joined Omega Corp when he was 18, and has worked for the company ever since.
Apart from that tidbit of information and the anecdote above, not much more is known about Mihkel.

Personality:
-Pragmatic: Mihkel is if not anything else, focused on what lies ahead. Be it from his upbringing to his early adolescence, or his experiences from the past.
-Altruist: Mihkel, apart from a pragmatic bastard, is the same amount a people pleaser. He hates to make someone disappointed, no matter their status.
-Curious: Is Mihkel has always said, there is always more for us to discover, as a character, and as a people. Nothing shall remain undiscovered in Mihkel's eyes.

Likes
-Doppio Coffee. Nothing gives you the spike needed in the morning like pure espresso.
-Worms. Despite the past circumstances, nothing has peaked Mihkel's interest like the worms that inhabit much of the new world. He had dedicated his life ever since joining Omega Corps to the worms.
-Art. From his infant years, Mihkel has always been drawn towards the art, but in recent years, his works have become more academic.

Dislikes
-Violence. Like many of his peers in the Barren Project™, Mihkel is disgusted by meaningless violence, but that doesn't mean he keeps a weapon by his side.
-Loud, unneeded noises. I don't think this needs any explanation.
-Idiocy. Mihkel hates it when someone less experiences than him tries to point out a fallacy with his work that he's spent his entire career focused on.

Fears:
-Death. More than anything, Mihkel fears the inevitable. Someday he will die. The pure thought gives him insomnia, knowing that at one point, his soul will leave the mortal plane.
-Meaninglessness. Sometimes, Mihkel feels that they are but a pawn in a larger scheme ran by Deucalion, or perhaps even a higher, and most unknown and mystical force.
-Rejection. Mihkel fears that at one point, his projects will be denied, that he will loose funding, loose trust, and eventually, get fired from his job.

Ambitions:
-Exploitation. In his entirety, he has focused his career on the study of the worms of the new world, and his one true ambition is their industrial exploitation.
-Outposts. In order for further knowledge of the desert to be uncovered, Omega Corp needs to set up functional checkpoints and outposts for research. Of course, the ratfolk or worms don't help.

Strengths and Weaknesses:
+ Hazards. Due to his uprising in Estonia and career, Mihkel has become used to environments of the hazardous variety, be it frozen wastelands, or sun-baked badlands.
+ Altruist. Due to his nature, Mihkel is more often than not to understand the points of views of others.
+/- Devotion. Mihkel is devoted to his work, to the very end. If he's unable to finish a project during working hours, his passion leads him to work on it at home. This helps with getting tasks completed on time, but also led to his insomnia.
-Insomnia. Mihkel suffers from chronic insomnia. Be it due to a combination of his past, his present, and his future.
- Drowsiness. Due to the aforementioned insomnia, Mihkel often experiences drowsiness during light hours, but coffee can always help with that caffeine boost.

Rumor has it

Skills:
An acomplished biologist and engineer, Mihkel has joined his passions into one occupation, Bio-mechanical Engineer

Powers:
N/A

Weapons:

AML MK2
A small point-defense weapon that launches minor explosion ammunition.
MASMG
A much more heavy duty weapon most often used during expeditions out into the badlands to death with any dangerous sandworms, such as Mokar.
Equipment:
Hazmat ARES
Hazmat Anti-Radiation-Exploration-Suit

Pressurized air flow and a high-density radiation proof covering allow for a more or less protective case when entering the badlands. Also comes with several data collecting apparatuses and a low-frequency sound emitter on the legs.
Vehicles:
HERMES Drone
Hazardous-Exploration-Radiation-Mitigating-Environmental-Service Drone

Around the size of a bear, the HERMES Drone is used for exploration in environments that the Hazmat ARES simply is not applicable. Remote controlled, and several cameras provide constant monitoring. Low-frequency sound emitters are located internally. Manipulating arms are controlled by haptic remotes. Capable of autonomous surveying and path-finding.
Faction:
Omega Corp
Occupation:
Bio-mechanical Engineer
Income:
$150,000 Annually
Other:
He speaks with a thick Estonian accent, and is credited with the discovery of over 1/2 of the worm species alone.​

 

[PolikShadowbliss]

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Name: Trisha Valentine
Age: 18
Gender: Female
Race: Varient
Height: 5'9
Weight: 127 lbs
Hair color: Black
Eye color: Blue
Notable features: A scar across her left eye.


Whats hidden within

History: Born in the upper classes of society, Trisha has spent most of her life sheltered and relatively safe from the turmoil that developed around her. She has heard of the terrorist group and the terror of the Ratfolk, but it was always distant from her until one day, long before her powers developed, she was caught in the middle of a terrorist attack, where debris from a bomb caught her left eye and scared her for life. Ever since then, she has harbored a deep-seated hatred for the terrorist organization. This all came to a head, when her powers started to develop in earnest. First the chemical fatigue that would normally build up in her muscles vanished entirely, causing her to be able to run indefinitely in gym class. Then her running started to exceed normal levels of speed. First it was fifty miles per hour, then sixty miles, then seventy miles, then ninety miles, increasing and increasing until it reached it's peak at 600 miles per hour on foot. Then she discovered jet compulsion by accident when she blew up a flying car in anger. Quickly realizing that she had flight as well as speed, she soon became a vigilante, dealing out justice to those that escaped the law or helping the Omega Corps police (whom she believes are the good guys) in combating terrorism.
Personality: Pretty much very carefree and kind of rude to people she doesn't like or respect. She is pretty much Spider-Man but darker and more intense.
Likes: the safety of the city, nice people, comfortable living conditions. Law and order.
Dislikes: uncomfortable conditions, not-so-Nice people, Ratfolk, Terrorists,
Fears: Death, ratfolk, getting severely hurt or maimed, being on the wrong side of the law, breaking her legs, pretty much everything outside of the city including deserts and oceans, the sewers.
Ambitions: She does want to go up the ladder.
Strengths: Extremely fast. Quick-witted.
Weaknesses: If her bones break, she will literally explode. If she trips while running, she can probably hurt herself severely. Is fully brainwashed into believing Omega Corps are the good guys.

Rumor has it

Skills: Hacking. Martial artist (self defense classes).
Powers: Superhuman speed/supersonic travel - Trisha can run on foot at 600 miles per hour and suffers no chemical fatigue buildup so she can run pretty much indefinitely. Her body is designed specifically to withstand such speeds and her bones are extremely hard to break (which is good for they were to break, she would literally explode) She is pretty much a human jet, able to expel massive amounts of explosive force from her feet and hands, able to compel her to Mach 2.5 with relative ease. This also gives her the capability of throwing jet fumes into your face, burning you alive if you are not durable enough to withstand it.
Weapons: a standard laser gun for self-defense, even though she can blow your head off with just her hand.
Equipment: a suit that can withstand Mach-32 speeds without burning up, otherwise she would be naked every time she went to such speeds. Artificial eye that can scan the environment and hack into systems.
Vehicles: None. She doesn't need them.
Faction: Omega Corp
Occupation: Courier
Income: Enough to make a living.
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[ManyFaces]

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Spoiler: Mr Smoke

On the surface

Faceclaim:
(Facial mask)

(General look for Pollution form)

Name: Castor Wrythe
Age: 68
Gender: Male
Race: Variant
Height: 6'6"
Weight: 239 lbs
Hair color: White
Eye color: Crimson red
Notable features:
Albinism

Scar across left temple that is connected to the corner of his mouth

Deep scars across back

Whats hidden within

History: Castor started out as the average low wage worker in a chemical plant in Las Vegas. However like many others in such a position he wasn't satisfied scrapping around when he knew how much higher the chain of command went. He worked hard to back stab his superiors throughout the plant through any means. He even went so far as to make a few of the ones he wasn't particularly fond of... Disappear. Then he'd go to work as if nothing happened, sometimes being so bold as to hint around in a conversation when someone didn't come to work for a few days.
Castor was a bit of a gambler and didn't really know how to explain how he could keep stabbing people in the back and throwing them under the bus with it working every time other than being extremely lucky. He didn't take any particular joy in what he did, but the luxuries he got made what he did get forgotten rather quickly. He'd keep taking his chances and getting a little higher up in the ranks of various parts in the chain in command until he got an opportunity to move to the Omega Corp capital in Kansas. He left Vegas to go further his career, he couldn't pass up an opprotunity to get to see the highest in command. He actually planned on assassinating his way up the higher ranks given the rumors on how powerful people were.
Castor actually succeeded to the point he could actually see members of the board moving about the office building he clawed his way up. However, due to the incompetence of the previous board member of enviromental and waste management he didn't even have to kill the poor schlub, as he was... Fired... A few days before Castor even thought to go after him. With the position open all there was left for Castor to do was show off his plans for a few project blueprints he had to efficiently dispose of waste. Somehow doing this without getting shot as he interrupted a board meeting. He was tentatively accepted into the board and proved his worth further down the line.
Over the first few month's Castor only saw one person that was higher in command and that was Deucalion. As much as he was used to backstabbing he slowly truely accepted that Deucalion should remain at the top. Over time actually becoming friends with him to the point he revealed openly how he got so high in the chain, though he suspected Deucalion knew from the start.
Being friends with the CEO of Omega Corp had its perks. But it also gained him enemies in the form of rebels, he was caught off guard and subsequently knocked out and abducted. He woke up in a dimly lit room with no windows where rebels tried to interrogate him. When he refused to cooperate he was slashed across the back for every time he refused to cooperate and tortured further for information. Though a particularly cocky rebel decided to approach him one day to gloat and puff some cigarette smoke in his face, that was the kind of mistake Castor had been waiting for. Despite his powers being early in development he was able to suffocate the rebel though in a physical struggle beforehand the rebel dragged a knife deeply into Castor's face.
He killed a handful of the rebels by suffocating them or by using the knife he'd taken and escaped into the sewers where he could see the hideout the rebels had constructed. He was only able to stop from bleeding out was by absorbing some of the pollution from the sewers enough to where he could clot his wounds.
The next day he went to work somewhat tense but normal otherwise. Anyone staring at the gash on his face got a warning glare. The only one he partially explained his week long absence to was Deucalion understanding why the rebels needed to be put down.


Personality:
Castor is not the kind of person to be around to maintain a sparkling reputation. He has a nasty affinity for gambling and things that would be considered questionable to the law, he often encourages bad habits especially if they harm the enviroment. He doesn't take kindly to having his offers rejected and either uses his intimidating stature or slimey persuasuiveness to his advantage. While he maintains an extroverted personality and enjoys the finer things in life he can easily turn cold in an instant and kill on a whim without a sound.


Likes:
Money

Waste/Oil

Gambling

Smoking

Dislikes:
Having to do hard labour

Being questioned or insulted

Being approached from behind

Rebel supporters

Fears:
Being fired from Omega Corp

Rebels successfully taking over city

Being captured by rebels

Ambitions:
Kill off the rebels

Maintain his position indefinitely

Strengths:
Powerful position with connections

Good at bluffing

Highly adaptable

Weaknesses:
Any sort of cleansing agent or purification device harms him physically, more so depending on how well it cleans

Power doesn't work nearly as effective on synthetic/robotic creatures

Resorts to desperate tactics when he knows he's losing a fight

Extreme Temperatures can damage him

Rumor has it

Skills:
Negotiation/Business Skills

Basic Shooting Practice

Basic Hand to Hand Combat

Powers: Castor's entire being is toxic from the inside out. From his blood to his breath he is deadly. His blood sticks and corrodes materials while his breath is a deadly smog capable of clogging the lungs. Though he is able to entirely transform his being into various states reflecting what pollution he's been around or absorbed most recently, however he can change at will with some time and focus. Most commonly he uses a smoke form capable of suffocating those around him and/or corroding their lungs. While all forms possess a corrosiveness they may be amplified by being in a toxic enviroment and temporarily take some attributes of the waste at will. He is also capable of regenerating in a toxic enviroment.

Weapons:
Garrote wire
Switch Blade
Electric Brass Knuckles
Magnum pistol
Colt pistol

Equipment:
Lighter
Cigarettes
Half face respirator

Vehicles: Weaponized Flying Humvee capable of activating automated guns that are attached near the windows like turrets. It can also produce oil from pipes near the exhaust. Tires can also extend spikes from the side to slash tires.

Faction: Omega Corporation

Occupation: Board of Directors (Enviromental and Waste Management)

Income: $500,000,000 Annually

Other:
Black and sticky blood with corrosiveness and offensive odor

11 years working as a board member in the Omega Corporation

This theme about sums up his being