Posting my character here it is then. If I need to change anything, feel free to tell me. I had a hard time with the summary, so I hope it's okay. Also if anything is too powerful or too nerfed, please tell me. I was working on this late at night, so some of the logic/reasoning for things might not work out.
[ Male | 20 | Purple | Brawler and hand to hand combat]
Growing up,
Lev Madgidovich had four things: a talent in boxing, a worthless factory job, an interest in causing pain, and an undeniable sense that he was meant for greatness. His skills and interests got him quickly recognized by a major gang. Lev excelled at getting information from people and taking care of problems. The whole deal played towards his strengths, but Lev got too big for his britches. Young, arrogant, and drunk, he made a mistake. One that essentially ended his life. Knowing the gang was going to kill him, Lev signed his life over to the Agency, not seeing another option.
Lev is still trying to adapt to his life on Omega Squad.On the typical day, Lev is a laid back and kind of a jerk. He talks big about how one day he's gonna get out of the Agency, but Lev's never in open rebellion against the agency and always does what he's told. Lev never thinks about how he's going to leave the squad (not having past a 3rd grade education makes critical thinking skills and escape plans a little hard), but talks about what he's gonna accomplish when he gets out. Every couple of days it's a new get rich and famous scheme. It's really more of daydreaming that helps him cope with his life.
Even with all his talk, nothing gets Lev more excited than going on a mission. It's the days he gets to feel someone's face give away to his fist that make Lev the most happy. He has been known to take a mission a little too far to get this feeling, but he's usually a team player. While he acts aloof and sometimes tries to draw the others into a fight when he's restless, he doesn't want anything to happen to any of them.
History
Born a Russian Jew in Paradise Valley in Detroit, Lev grew up fast and tough. A son of a factory worker and a housewife, Lev lived a... how did his mom put it? Oh, a cozy life. From an early age, he would regularly pick fights with other boys in class. It started as a way to vent his frustration at his dead end life, but it's where he learned his love of the sound bone breaking. After getting sent home with a black eye, scrapes, cuts, and bruises everywhere for the millionth time, Lev's father decided enough was enough. If his son wanted to fight, he was going to do it in the boxing ring like a man.
When Lev was nine, he quit school and began working. It was boxing that kept Lev sane during the work day. Even though it started as something his father forced him to do, Lev had a talent for the sport and really enjoyed taking his anger out on either the bag or another person. While the sport kept him out of fights during the work day, it didn't stop him from getting into neighborhood scraps. The feel of a nose breaking under his punch was a pleasant way to end the day, and it was easier to do in the streets than in an official match.
As the young boxer grew up, hitting puberty and growing into a muscular man, he became a vicious opponent. It was actually getting hard for Lev to find sparing partners because, not only was he fast and had a hard punch, he also wouldn't exactly play the rules. Putting weights in his gloves and taking extra or cheep shots when he knew the refs weren't watching, Lev was more interested in scaring people into respecting than he was the sport of boxing. The look of pain, shock, and anger he'd get from his opponent when he landed an extra hit was just a small added bonus.
It was around this time that Lev was getting attention from
The Purple aka Sugar House Gang. First they approached him to throw fights for them, which he gladly agreed to, but after getting a taste of easy money, he wanted more. More fights, more fun, more respect, more money. Lev, at the ripe age of eighteen, entered the Purple Gang.
Leaving the world of boxing behind, Lev happily slipped into the role of an enforcer for the gang. The best part of the Purple Gang was that they were as savage as himself. He didn't have to worry about ever going too far, as long as the job was done. Finally, he had the clothes, respect, and status he'd always deserved, so what if his parents had disowned him. Life was sweet, but it couldn't be perfect forever.
One night, after consuming more than the recommend about of hard liquor, Lev got into a confrontation with a police officer that ended up decking the officer. His mob connections didn't save Lev from spent a few nights in jail. Eventually, a "friend" bailed Lev out and told him, when they got back to Lev's house, that it would be better if he was no longer a member of the Purple Gang. Assuming that meant the end of his life, Lev knocked the man out cold with a heavy hit to the head and kept punching until he was sure the man would never get back up.
Lev knew that with the gang's connections it was unlikely that he would be able to outrun whatever justice the Purple gang decided on. He decided the justice of the state was better, walked himself to the nearest station, and confessed to the killing. He claimed it was self defense, but the scene looked different. The trial happened swiftly, and it was concluded that Lev was a murder. Because he had a record and the murder happened in a particularly gruesome manner, Lev got life in prison. Although none of that really bothered Lev. Life in prison was better than death at the hands of his old gang. The only thing that stung a little was that his parents didn't come to the trial or to visit him.
After barely a week in the prison, Lev realized that his life in prison was going to be dramatically shorter than he had assumed. On the lot during recreation time, Lev was stabbed with a shiv. Luckily for him, Lev's reflects were good enough to cause the blade to glancing his neck. The weapon embedded itself into his shoulder, but the man's hands went for Lev's through. The guards reacted quickly, pulling the man off of Lev before he was strangled to death. The man was yelling something about the Purple Gang. Lev was rushed to what equated to hospital wing of the prison and incompetently patched up.
A few days later, Lev was lying in that same bed, still fighting off an infection in his wound when he received his first visitor. Lev was tired and not in the mood for the double talk the visitor was giving him. He demanded rather brashly for a simplified explanation. The visitor told him simply if he signed a piece of paper, the government would make it seem like Lev died from his infection and give him a new life. If it would get the Purple Gang off his back, Lev was willing to do anything. He signed the papers not really knowing or caring what he got himself into.
The newly dead man was transported under cover of night out of the prison and taken to the research facility where he spent hellish days undergoing the transformation. The pain of the changes and frustration at himself for agreeing to this almost overtook him, but Lev had something deep down that kept him going. A belief that he was meant for something more. There was an amazing life ahead of him that he deserved, so he fought to get to it.
After surviving the trials, Lev found himself stuck on this team. Omega Squad they call them. It's alright as far as things go. The powers are amazing, but Lev could do without the whole... having his life held hostage by the government and being bossed around by an over grown boy scout... thing. Also, the whole making his uniform purple was a low blow on their part, but... you know.... at least the missions are fun.
With the white portions being purple instead, and the helmet having a full black tinted faceplate where the gap it.
A'vi Crystal
The one thing that Lev had on him when he was brought to the prison was a patch. It was a circle with a radius of about one and a half inches. Hand sewn onto it was the Star of David. His mother made it for him back in his early boxing days. He had always promised himself that he was going to have it stitched into his shorts if he could beat
Benny Leonard. Wearing it would have proven that he was the best jewish boxer in the world. While Lev abandoned that dream for more immediate money and status, he could never let that piece of cloth go. Somehow it was became his crystal, not that he really understands any of that stuff anyway.
Abilities
Lev gained increased processing of his brain in regards to his vision. Normally, this means that Lev has an eidetic (photographic) memory. If he's seen something, he remembers it. If he's been somewhere, he remembers how to get back. Although, just because he's seen something doesn't mean that he can recreate it or understands it. For example, if Lev saw the face of someone, he'd be able to recall the image, but that doesn't mean he'd be able to draw it. His art skills never quite got past stick figures.
There is a secondary advantage of his increased processing that Lev can use in a fight. By diverting his long term memory to short term, Lev can study the motions of his opponents and 95% accurately guess what he/she is about to do next based on the muscles that are being use. Lev's accuracy does go down if his opponent is obscuring the muscle movement with a cap or very billowy clothes. Also his prediction is limited to only a few seconds of forewarning. It's enough to counter a move in a hand to hand combat situation, but not enough to stop a bullet from hitting someone unless they were literally right next to him and he could push/pull them fast enough to get out of the way. When he's using this power, what Lev sees does not go into long term memory, so when he thinks about that time later, he remembers it as if he was blind.
Armament
Suit- By nature of being in hand to hand combat, Lev's suit needs to be built of a little tougher stuff than the average suit. There is significantly more padding in this suit to help it absorb bludgeoning damages. Over the core of the suit, the fibers it is made from is resistant to piercing damage, especially from projectiles.
Gauntlets- Made using the Av'i technology, the gauntlets are more than just a buffer to keep bones from breaking, a shield from slicing weapons, and something that can insulate his hands from intense heat. They have the following modifications:
- A quick 180 degree rotation of the forearm will cause small chambers near the edge of the gauntlets to close. The chambers, full of air, will use thermal power from the Avi'i Crystal to heat the air. The air can be quickly vented to the atmosphere by clenching one's fist. When throwing a punch, releasing the air near the end of the punch increases the velocity of the punch right before impact. With a quick jump in velocity, the momentum of the punch is increased. The increased momentum allows the user to make a fist sized hole in an intact brick wall. It takes about two minutes from when the forearm is rotated for the pressure in the chambers to be at a usable level. After two minutes have passed, the user has thirty minutes to vent the pressure before the gauntlet's chambers are at risk of exploding and the system backfiring. It is not a technique that can be used very often or without thinking.
- The gauntlets come with, on the inside of the palm, four small (an inch by a fourth of an inch) plates of a high resistance metal (similar to Nichrome). Preforming a motion similar to cracking one's knuckles inside the palm of the opposite hand, one plate can be installed on the proximal phalanx of each finger. Once installed, the material completes a small circuit. The metal begins to heat up from the electricity being circulated. The heat energy accumulates slowly and caps out at about 200 C. To turn off this setting, the metal plates need to be clicked out of the circuit into the palm of the hand that they originated.
- The modification turns punches into an electrical stun attack. Enough to incapacitate whoever he is fighting and that is it. This last setting can be turned on with a vocal command either by Lev or a pre-programmed member of the Agency* (I'm assuming Elric Palmer at this point, but not sure if that would make 100% sense). If it is triggered by an externally, there is one punch with the stun effect left until the gloves revert to setting one and stay in that setting for the next 30 minutes.
* I'm putting this stipulation into the design because I've developed Lev to be a slight sadist, and while I understand they have the frequency that can be sent by the agency, this is a much easier way to reign him in if he's about to kill a target they need alive or if he's trying to fight with another member of the squad. It full stop whatever dumb thing he was about to do and still leaves him up for action.
[/hr]
