Vigilance: Rise of the Mavericks [The Cheeky Banter Thread]

[YoshiSkittlez]

I'm also eager for progression. Isn't that why it was disbanded last time? Cuz we were only getting like, one post a week or something?

 

[XC]

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• | NAME: |
  
  Theodore "Ted" Elijah Grant​
  
  | ALIAS(ES): |
  
  Atrocity​
  
  | PLACE OF BIRTH: |
  
  Larissa, North Carolina, U.S.A.​
  
  | SPECIES: |
  
  Human
  Potential Craniopod-class DNA contamination.​
  
  | D.O.B.: |
  
  July 30​
  
  | AGE: |
  
  27​
  
  | SEX: |
  
  Male​
  
  | SEXUALITY: |
  
  Heterosexual​
  
  | APPEARANCE: |
  
  Regarded as 'good-looking enough' by his peers, Ted has a plainness that is softened by his nice-guy attitude towards life. Of average height and build, Ted has the skinnily fat body of someone his age who does not take part in regular exercise. While nothing close to overweight, and perhaps slightly more on the lighter side of things, he also happens to be far from fit. Body maintenance comes with discipline that Ted never learnt, leading to him regularly seen as disheveled, scruffy - hair uncombed, stubble unshaven, the occasional outbreak of acne here and there.
  
  In short, Ted is not someone you would swipe right on Tinder unless you were feeling generous.
  
  As for what happened after the incident ...
  
  An appalling monstrosity, Ted's mutation has led him to become nothing short of an abomination on an alien scale. Physiologically, Ted remains largely humanoid but in his 'unstable' form his mouth warps into an opening surrounded by four flaps of skin, while eyes sprout themselves in a seemingly random pattern about his head, disappearing and reappearing in whatever direction necessary. The inside of this 'mouth' is lined with teeth, and nested further within is a lamprey-shaped appendage. Multiple bloated bulges appear along his body at random points, giving his body a tumoured appearance. His limbs extend themselves in a manner far too elongated to be human, taking lanky to a hyperbolic extreme.
  
  When stabilised, however, Ted appears to be like his human self, except for a sickly pallor that has taken to his skin and deep circles underneath his eyes that may or may not be related to this mutation.​
  
  | CLASSIFICATION: |
  
  Originally Juno-Orcus, but with alien mutation crosses over into Cupid territory.​
• | ABILITIES: |
  
  When the original Hyperhuman gene was activated in him, Ted's cells gained the ability to replicate themselves at a pace faster than anything that has been ever seen. He would heal major gashes in a matter of hours, regenerate organs in days and regrow limbs in weeks. While Ted could be regarded as a scientific curiousity, there was little to no combat utility in his powers. They lacked the sheer magnitude other Hyperhumans had.
  
  With the introduction of Craniopod genes into his DNA, Ted is capable of manipulating his body's cells in quite the terrible manner. The merging of the Craniopod genes with his Hyperhuman gene merged the two such that Ted is now able to warp his physiology any way he liked, taking only seconds to alter his body's shape. The origins and nature of these Craniopod genes are largely unknown and inexplicable (hence the classification), but it is theorised by Ted himself that whatever creatures have mutated him came forth from the mind of Lovecraft himself; their quality lays in their inexplicability beyond human understanding.
  
  To the untrained eye, Ted 'breaks' physics in the creation of matter as he increases his mass, but what actually happens is that his cells are 'compressed' such that more cells occupy a smaller space, bound by his human form. However, he needs to acquire these extra cells through the consumption and assimilation of other organic beings, limited but not exclusive to other humans. It is unknown if the consumption of Celestial or Supernatural flesh would culminate in any further mutation to his physiology.​
  
  | SKILLS: |
  
  Ted has a Bachelor of Accountancy from the University of North Carolina, specialising in Tax Accountancy. He is adept in computer code, able to read and modify most programs, though not to the extent of writing anything complex from scratch. He also happens to have been born a polyglot, and is fluent in at least half a dozen languages including but not limited to: English, Mandarin, French, Icelandic, Tamil, and Latin.​
  
  | LIMITATIONS: |
  
  No matter what changes has occurred to his physiology, Ted's mind remains very much human, with all of its strength and frailties. The latter is emphasised.​
  
  | WEAKNESSES: |
  
  Ted is only in his 'stable' form because of a concoction of pharmaceutical drugs that he uses to tranquilise himself perpetually. The kicker is that he is slowly growing a resistance to them and thus will require stronger and stronger medication to keep the alien side under control. This wears away at his mental state and it would not be a stretch to say that he is slipping into insanity. Ted hallucinates and experiences night terrors on a regular basis, from a psychological point of view - personally, I wouldn't dismiss the thought that all of that may be real, considering what he's become. He isn't happy with what he's become, and the man's more than a little broken inside. Insecurities, fears, uncertainty, all of it feeds the darkness in his mind that shrouds his thoughts and start to eat away at the humanity that remains behind those eyes. He's not brave enough to look at himself in the mirror.
  
  If Ted's brain sustains significant damage, he would be taken out of commission for a fair while, and during this period of time his powers would run purely on instinct, producing a deluge of cells that could very well overwhelm and kill himself. Imagine cancer, but on enough steroids to turn a human into the Hulk. He feels pain just like everyone else, and being able to regenerate just means that he can feel even more pain - over, and over, and over again.​
  
  | APPLICATIONS: |
  
  Ted is able to create biological, prehensile weaponry from his own body. Examples of this application would be: sharp tentacles that could slice off someone's head from a distance, alteration of his larynx to produce bone-chilling sounds, causing teeth to appear in the center of his chest that he can consume prey from.
  
  The compression of cells has led to an increase in density of Ted's body, which means that his flesh is incredibly durable, able to withstand high temperatures, hold against penetrative forces and blunt trauma. This translates into superhuman strength and stamina as well, though his speed remains around that of a normal human.​
• | WEAPONS: |
  
  None.​
  
  | TOOLS: |
  
  He has a smart phone and a laptop, if that counts as anything. Out on the streets he carries a flashlight around as well.​
  
  | ATTIRE: |
  
  Usually smart casual, but with his mutation and gradual deterioration of mental state, Ted's attire has fallen into a state of unkemptness. Mismatched clothes, some too big, some too small, some too dirty. It shows a complete lack of care in how he looks or presents himself to other people.​
• | BACKSTORY: |
  
  Growing up in an incredibly unordinary family drove Ted to want nothing more than an equally ordinary life. Polygamous religious cultists that were a mix of hipster culture, Buddhism and Scientology, Ted had a childhood that was both parts Bohemian and liberal, while being wholly confusing. The benign nature of the cult could be gleamed from how they lacked the foresight to see how they would pass on their teachings to the next generation when they actively encouraged their offspring to be part of the 'outside' world, giving them some sort of parallel education - exposure to normal life on one end, and then their own eccentricities on the other.
  
  Very quickly, Ted knew that, well, whatever his family was doing just wasn't ... right. He can't figure out what exactly to this day, but while quite harmless and friendly, Ted preferred normal life. Something that wasn't absolutely confusing. The family sustained themselves with a vineyard spreading across acres in Mount Nysa.
  
  The discovery of his powers came from when he dislocated his knee while working out in the vineyards, alone. Unable to call for help, and after screaming his throat hoarse, Ted passed out from dehydration and woke up the next morning quite healed. He told his parents and they celebrated, considering it a blessing from one of the many pantheons they worshiped. Go figure.
  
  Fast forward, Ted's graduated from high school and the first thing he does is high-tail his way to the city and into university.
  
  Of course he chooses to become an Accountant, because what's less boring than that?
  
  He graduates, gets an entry-level job crunching numbers at some big corporation downtown, becoming a cubicle drone working standard hours, with standard rates, and standard overtime. He watches TV, goes to the movies sometimes, sustains himself on takeout and fastfood, with the occasional disastrous attempt at cooking. He got himself a dog, too, naming it Spot.
  
  How much more normal could he get?
  
  Then, well, Ted decides to get himself a hobby.
  
  That's where it goes wrong.
  
  On his third nightly stroll into the hands of nature, Ted finds himself occasional after a blinding flash of light and sound so loud his eardrums immediately explode.
  
  What happened was that from somewhere out there, a hunk of space rock carrying an alien substance, be it organic DNA, technology, or material, collided with the Earth and the resulting shrapnel made their way into the unlucky Ted's body.
  
  His body regenerated around the substance and integrated it into his DNA.
  
  And the rest is history, I suppose.​

 

[XC]

The backstory is a little sparse, I know, but it's something I'm hoping to fill out as I go along, as I get more of a feel of this poor guy.

 

[Roman]

Oh my god I know I said eldritch intrigued me but that was...

shivers

 

[Lord Wraith]

I'm also eager for progression. Isn't that why it was disbanded last time? Cuz we were only getting like, one post a week or something?

Indeed something to that extent. I'm not sure it was even a post a week.

As it stands currently, I'm thinking of sending Chuck towards Roanna.

Not sure just yet, we'll have to see what happens.

 

[Stein]

Indeed something to that extent. I'm not sure it was even a post a week.

As it stands currently, I'm thinking of sending Chuck towards Roanna.

Not sure just yet, we'll have to see what happens.

Nah fuck that. You know he wants to swing by Maki first and get a taste of the jungle

 

[Lord Wraith]

Nah fuck that. You know he wants to swing by Maki first and get a taste of the jungle

I'll have him bring his loincloth.

 

[Hillan]

I feel like it's already been understood by all, but.

Hah, gay.

P.S Thomas is bringing his jungle drums.

 

[Lord Wraith]

I feel like it's already been understood by all, but.

Hah, gay.

P.S Thomas is bringing his jungle drums.

Whoa now, Chuck is a jealous lover. He isn't doing a threesome.

 

[Hillan]

Thomas is a holy man. He barely has intercourse with his fiance. (Good cover, right?)

He'd be making music to the sweet, sweet 'music' Chuck and Maki would be making.

 

[Lord Wraith]

Sweet. I think you mean raw and untamed.

 

[Hillan]

I sometimes forget which one of you are the gay one.

Then I remember it's both.

 

[Stein]

So...there was a point where outsiders would probably have deemed that exchanged. That point is now no longer on the map, because you two have careened so far from it.

Though, I guess in the spirit of SCOTUS LEGALIZATION OF SAME-SEX MARRIAGE!!!! I can't be upset really

 

[XC]

So, uh, when do I start writing?

 

[Lord Wraith]

We just have to discuss your CS first and then we'll let you know.

 

[YoshiSkittlez]

Working on a Roanna post now. Should have it up in a few hours or tomorrow depending on how exhausted I suddenly get.

 

[Blacksam]

Are we supposed to be posting now? I actually thought we were waiting on the founders to finish their wee pow-wow, find out which maverick was gonna go hunting which rookie, then start interacting from there.

 

[Hillan]

Wee Pow-Wow is as good as the getting gets.

Anyway, I believe you're free to post, should you want to. We're not gonna stop you.

Probably.

 

[Lord Wraith]

Wee Pow-Wow is as good as the getting gets.

Anyway, I believe you're free to post, should you want to. We're not gonna stop you.

Probably.

I swear you end more statements with 'Probably' than a Canadian does with 'Eh'.

Probably.

Replied for you :P

 

[Hillan]

Freaking smartass...