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| Sting-Ray; Mikhail Vyacheslav | |
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| Sting-Ray | Apr 2 2014, 09:36 PM Post #1 |
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[align=center]PLAYER INFORMATION[/align] NAME:Misha CONTACT: PM HOW YOU FOUND US: I went searching for some Marvel themed sites. OTHER CHARACTERS ON THE SITE N?A RULES CODE: Blackbird CREDIT WHERE IT'S DUE: Marvel Wiki! http://marvel.wikia.com/Main_Page [align=center]CHARACTER INFORMATION[/align] [align=center] ![]() Colin O'Donohue[/align] BASIC INFORMATION CANON OR ORIGINAL: Original AFFILIATION: Non – Formerly Leviathan FULL NAME: Mikhail Vyacheslav CODENAME: “Sting-Ray” NICKNAMES: Misha. CURRENT AGE: Thirty-eight (67 Natural) DATE OF BIRTH: 1942 MARITAL STATUS: Single SEXUAL ORIENTATION: Bisexual BASE OF OPERATIONS: TIME AT INSTITUTE: N/A REGISTERED WITH SHIELD? No HOMETOWN: Tarnobzeg KNOWN RELATIVES: Father - Artyom Vyacheslav - Deceased Mother - Sorcha Vyacheslav - Deceased PHYSICAL APPEARANCE HEIGHT: '5”4 BUILD: Average EYES: Grey HAIR: Black DISTINGUISHING MARKS: Red and gold Sickle and Hammer tattooed on upper arm left arm. Dermal implants on fingertips and spaced evenly across spine. CLOTHING STYLE: Prefers sport coats and button down shirts, favors flashy colors or accents. UNIFORM: N/A (He does not dress for combat, since he rarely goes out looking for it.) He does however wear a set of custom gloves, often leather with non-conductive plastic finger caps and although not noticeable (unless you can see through his cloths for some reason!) he also wears a set of plastic patches across his spine which cover his implants. POWERS GENERAL DESCRIPTION: Non-Conductive Flesh – The most basic expression of Misha's mutation is that his skin, hair and nails and other exposed soft tissue are naturally non-conductive. Electricity simply does not flow through or across his epidermis. Those who studied his mutation determined that this is due to a change in the molecules that make up his skin cells, an extra molecule in the chain that resembles graphite and prevents electricity from flowing at the molecular level through the surface of his skin. Provided there are no open wounds or other major breaks in the structural integrity of his flesh (more on this is the weakness section) he could grab a high voltage transformer and be completely immune to the electricity's effects on his body. Bio-Electric Overload – His non-conductive flesh however is theorized to be nothing more than a counterpoint to his primary mutation. A biological adaptation caused by the x-gene in response to the early onset of his powers and the traumatic impetus that caused the progressive change. Beneath the skin Misha is a bundle of bio-electric energy. All living things generate bio-electric energy on some level, the contractions of muscles and the activity of braincells all contribute and depend on impulses of bio-electrcity moving through the nervous system. Most creatures generate only tiny amounts of the electricity... This is due to a mechanic known as Bio-electric potential. The resting limit for the propagation of bio-electricity across cell-membranes is around 50 milivolts, barely anything when you consider that a normal battery has 9000 milivolts. In counterpoint, the cells that make up Misha's nervous system have almost limitless bio-electric potential and circulates the bio-electricity through his frame with almost no loss of energy. As time goes on more and more current builds up, through his frame. The more current the faster he thinks, the faster he moves, the faster his body functions generating even more current in an exponential cycle. The highest amperage he has ever reached before he was forced to discharge peaked at 300000 amps. The longer he goes without discharging the current, the faster he is able to think. The faster he is able to react to stimuli. The stronger he becomes as his muscles become overcharged with the energy his body produces. This energy can be used in moderation, discharged slowly to power specially modified devices through physical contact. However the most dangerous aspect of his power is the fact that the implanted alloy disks in his fingertips and across his spine are capable of discharging his bio-electric current in a single devastating blast through physical contact. At about half charge this is strong enough to blast a normal sized man across a ten foot gap, at full charge it can kill a human and combust their body almost instantly. Misha builds up charge in proportion to his activity, strenuous activity can see him build charge rapidly while sedentary activity will see it generate slowly. In the sedentary example he will achieve low charge relatively quickly and slowly build to a moderate charge over a period of an hour or so rising to his normal high charge in roughly half a day. During a stressful situation he can achieve low charge in a few seconds, moderate charge in a minute and high charge in five minuets. The higher the charge, the faster he generates more. At his highest normal charge Misha's muscles are almost entirely in a state of flux, paired with the enhanced neural reaction time he becomes capable of reaction times and speeds far in excess of a normal human man, he has even boasted on more than one occasion that he could dodge a bullet if he really put his powers to the test. NON POWER RELATED ~ Misha often carries a collapsible baton on his person which he designed and crafted from the ground up to conduct and discharge his bio-electricity in a controlled manner. Through a series of micro-capacitors and alloy materials he is able to discharge his electricity at a much more controlled rate than normal. Without the use of this baton or similarly constructed devices his body will drain of a charge at the instant his implants make contact. He is also quite proficient in close combat using this device, a relic of his cold-war training. WEAKNESS: Although Misha is one of those lucky individuals who's x-gene expressed in a beneficial manner, his powers are not without their dangers and drawbacks. Bio-Electric Seizures – Misha has suffered from seizures since he was a child, ever since his x-gene expressed itself. The higher the charge flowing through his nervous system the more frequent and severe these seizures become. At a low charge these seizures might come once in a rare occasion, while at his more common charge they might come once a week and resemble the same kind of seizures common in normal illness. At a high charge these seizures might come once every few hours and rapidly become worse and more severe . Due to the exponential rate of his charge it is highly possible for these seizures to kill him. So in point of fact, the more dangerous he becomes to others, the more dangerous he becomes to himself. Discharge – Before he received his implants Misha was forced to discharge his bio-electricity through the insertion of needles into his flesh or the physical injury of his skin. Although his implants have made things easier over time, his skin can still prove to be a barrier in certain circumstances, for instance if he were to be trapped with inability to discharge himself, the seizures will kill him. The same problem can occur if he is trapped with the inability to discharge himself on a conductive material. (Note that the 300000 amps he achieved above very nearly killed him, the seizure that overtook him at that point actually broke several of his bones and tore several key muscle groups severely. It was only due to a rapid discharge that he survived) Powerflow – Although Misha's own bio-electric energy is considerable it can be overwhelmed, either naturally or through technology. If his implants were to come into contact with a power source with a higher overall voltage than his own body produces the higher amperage would flow into his body and burn out his nervous system. Aside from his implants, anything breaking the structural integrity of his skin can provide a path for a foreign current to enter his body and once inside his only protection is his own current. This can make him especially susceptible to his fellow electricity generating mutants who are capable of generating a more consistent current (or more powerful current if he is operating at a low charge). PERSONALITY Misha is man with many layers to his personality, he has long been fascinated with the bleeding edge of culture with experimental lifestyles and the future. But he was also raised in a time of fear and distrust, a time when the idea's which fascinated him were banned and he was taught to hate them with maniacal obsession. Misha spent his early years as an adult dismantling and sabotaging the western culture he wanted to be a part of. In the prime of his life he was taken and locked away in darkness for more years than he had been on earth. In short... Misha has had a hard time adjusting to the world which seems to constantly be in flux around him. He lives in the moment, planning as best as he can for the future but always ready and indeed expecting for life to throw him a curveball at the very next moment. One moment your part of a conspiracy to return the Soviet Empire to power, the next your running guns out of Paris and a few weeks later your fighting the undead while a crazy bastard flies around bringing on the apocalypse. Nothing is permanent, everything decays and all systems break down. The only truly important thing his having the capacity to survive in this crazy future-world and sometimes that comes down to being able to react a little more quickly than the guy next to you. He was raised to be cool and calculating but experience has made him rapid and reactionary. Despite his fascination with western culture and ideas Misha still clings to some of the more ingrained collectivist values of his past, the idea that the individual matters less than the whole is something that he holds dear and puts a great deal of stock in. He measures his own life in what he has done for the various causes he has served in the past, ironically it was the times that he enjoyed the most successes that he was actually at his least satisfied. His personal profits rose and his satisfaction plummeted, rampant capitalism leaving a gaping wound in his psyche that he was recently dedicated himself to filling by making the cause of his fellow mutants his own. Misha has spent the majority of his life around normal humans, before the purifiers he still considered both humans and mutants to be part of the same whole, capable of working together and putting aside their differences for the betterment of the future. But after the violence brought about by the Church of Humanity Misha has steadily come to realize that the future is an either or choice. He does not hold a hatred for the normal humans who live their lives day to day but he has come to realize that this “cold war” between the normals and the mutants will finish only in blood and he is determined that his side will be prepared. Socially he enjoys the club-scene and the underground. He is affable and jovial to those he meets and believes that business should be conducted with equal parts professionalism and camaraderie. HISTORY: PRE-APOCALYPSE Misha was born in 1942 during the start of World War 2. Misha has never known much of anything about his parents. When he was three years his old he and his family were taken from their homes by Nazi soldiers and relocated to a concentration camp which would soon become the doom of his progenitors. Captured, his parents were subjected to experiments along with hundreds of other ethnic Russians. His parents did not survive the experiments, he however was blessed by luck... Or perhaps pure chance. He was subjected to experiments relating to the effects of electrical current on the human body. It was during the first of the such experiments that his X-gene fully awakened, the external stimuli jumpstarted his personal evolution and soon he was the star guinea pig of the Nazi scientist in charge of the camp... Fortunately for young Misha this period of his life lasted only a few months before the camp was liberated by a Soviet Commando unit who were on a mission to destabilize the Nazi rear echelons. During the raid on the camp the Soviets stumbled across the young Misha undergoing one of his tests attached to a high voltage wire. The scientist was slain by the vengeful Russians and the young Misha was freed, returned with the commandos to their base of operations where he was presented to the Political Officers as a curiosity. At first they were completely unbelieving of the commando's claims, but soon the officers put the claims of the men to the test and subjected the boy to an electrical charge... He did not even react... So they tried again with a larger charge... More and more they gave him until they no longer had the capacity to test the boy further. Misha was eventually sent back across the front, onwards to Stalingrad and then further to Moscow where he became a curiosity for Soviet scientists. He was treated surprisingly well for this time of the war, he was kept well fed and in luxury in between his tests and the scientists discovered a great deal about his mutation, even if it would be many years before the x-gene was discovered. It was during this time that Misha received his alloy implants, as the scientists wished for a safer and more controlled method of discharging his internal bio-electricity. As Misha grew and the scientists began to realize they had less to learn from him over time, they surrendered him to the NKVD. The NKVD recognized the utility of an agent who could kill a man with a touch and began training the young man... For the shadow war between East and West. Misha was one of many young men indoctrinated into the shadows of these years, one of many who disappeared into the darkness of the eastern bloc. Operating under the code name “Sting-Ray” he was sent on numerous missions for the NKVD and later the KGB after his training was complete. He was utilized both as an assassin by his Russian masters and provocateur he specialized in organizing and building communist sentiment in western aligned territories as well as destabilizing democratic governments through sabotage and targeted murder. During this period of his life he was surpassed by only a handful of agents, the one he came into contact with most often, the premier Soviet operative of the Cold War was none other than "The Winter Soldier" . Misha was often assigned to pave the way for Winter Soldier, to bring down generators, smuggle in weapons or build support prior to a "Winter Op", on the surface this was standard procedure and operation. A secondary agent supporting a primary, but the operators behind the Winter Soldier program noted a disturbing tendency for the subject to break his programming and become *lost*. Until they hit upon the novel idea of using one of the Soldiers most lethal weapons against him... Enter Sting-Ray. Using his mutation Misha would only need to land a single blow upon Bucky's cybernetic arm to overload his system and knock him out, making him safe for subsequent retrieval. After the first such mission was a great success (despite Misha suffering a broken arm and three cracked ribs) it was determined that Sting-Ray should operate in support of Winter Soldier whenever possible and always within the same theater so that he would be close by in the event that Bucky broke his leash. During this period of his life he first came to question his Soviet masters, though he was careful to keep these sentiments carefully hidden. His exposure to western idea's and culture began to break through his conditioning. What began as utter hatred turned slowly to fascination with the liberal side of life outside of the Iron Curtain. However his burgeoning love affair with western culture was abruptly cut short at it's height, in 1973 he was selected for Operation: Long Winter and assigned to a project Code-Named Leviathan. Long Winter was the code-name for a project developed after the notable success of the 'Winter Soldier' program. The idea of powerful agents, the best of the best frozen in expectation that they could be unthawed and used as a future weapon for the USSR was appealing to those in power at the time. Why have one agent when you could have thousands? Misha would not see the world again for almost 34 years. Misha was among the last batches of Levithan agents to be activated in the year 2007. The world he awoke to was sorely changed from what it was before, to most of his fellow agents this was an unpleasant shock that left them wayward and without desire... To Misha... It was a brave new world. Levithan's modus operandi called for the dispersal of agent's for them all to go off the grid until they were contacted if ever... This suited Misha just fine and he disappeared into the Russian underground, the Vory. He spent the next year adjusting to the changed world, keeping a low profile and off the radar of his former allies. Time eventually saw him use his knowledge of hidden cold-war stockpiles to turn himself into a moderately successful arms dealer. A profession which little did he know would quickly become highly valued. DURING APOCALYPSE (April 7th through April 12th, 2009) The apocalypse came without warning. The world seemed to go insane overnight, talk about culture shock. Half of America was decimated and the dead walked in Paris. But at the time Misha cared less about the former and more about the latter considering he had based his modest arms operations out of Paris. A city filled with zombies was not something his cold-war era spy training had prepared him for. But what he did have was a pile of illegal guns and a bunch of frightened Vory punks and kids who had played a great deal of Resident Evil. It was a long and bloody time, dangerous and lethal. Many of those who were with him did not make it out alive and many others joined him along the way. Gangsters, Cops, Common Citizens and everyone in between came together to defend themselves from the tide of death. Misha lost a great deal of cash, bullets are not cheap and it's not like it's easy to pick guns off corpses trying to eat you. But in the grand scheme of things he thought it was worth it. After all, when Apocalypse finally fell he was still alive to rebuild his business and cheer the heroes along with everyone else. On the plus side a lot of important Vory died in the chaos and that left a power vacuum he was happy to fill. POST-APOCALYPSE In the aftermath of the Apocalypse Misha resumed business, he took over a large swath of the Vory's operations out of Europe and made a fortune. Times were looking up for the stranger to the 21st century. He kept a low profile, his mutant nature only known to a few close lieutenants. This would serve to same him from the coming troubles... For a while at least. PURIFIERS The Purifiers... Trouble makers... Murderers. Whatever his personal feelings Misha knew better than to get between a hate-monger and his targets... Especially if the bastard does not know if he hates you. Misha kept his head down low and his focus on growing his business during the purifiers conflict. Though he did use some of his wealth for the betterment of his fellow mutants... Namely by putting out a standing bounty for the heads of anyone affiliated with the Purifiers across the underworld. He was careful to do this anonymously but he did pay out a heft sum over of the years of the conflict... Money well spent as far as he was concerned. When Magneto finally took the Church down he cheered him on... But was shocked and horrified when things went south and the sentinels were unleashed. The horror of this time ingrained in him a sympathy for the radical elements of mutant kind. It was clear that one day it would be Homo-Sapian or Homo-Superior who took over and Misha was determined that it should... And would... Be his kind. SKRULLS Misha was again behind the times when the Skrull conflict came into the public eye. By now he had delegated most of his operations to his lieutenants and this conflict only made up his mind more quickly. The world was going crazy and he was tired of always being reactionary... Misha passed on his leadership of the European branch of the Vory and retired. He was no legitimate business man, he was no innocent... But he was done peddling guns for profit while his kind fought to survive and save the world. Shifting his fortune across the globe, investing in business and vanishing his cash wherever he could he went mobile and off the grid using all the skills of his youth to disappear from the radar. It was during this period that his implants began showing their first signs of wearing out, the stresses of the charges flowing through them accelerating their decay. CURRENT HISTORY Madbombs... Assassinations... Dark Dreams... What a time to retire. Heroes are murdered and a crazy bitch with multiple arms is popping up all over the place. The Illuminati are real and they are on their way to conquering the world using the powers of some mystical crystal? The world really did go mad for a while and despite his desire to make a difference Misha was forced to return to the darkness. He was to far removed from these events to become involved... And when you were talking about people who commanded giant sea-monsters and drove entire cities mad it did not pay to do anything half cocked. He helped where he could, using his illicit fortune he procured drugs from the black market, medical supplies sold underground for twice the price as profiteers sought to make a buck off of the plight of his fellow mutants. He met their prices where he could and called in favors with former subordinates when he couldn’t. Nothing he could do would turn the tide... He was just one of innumerable others who pitched their fortunes behind the relief efforts and his donations were kept anonymous by the chaos of the time, just the way he wanted it. Although he was no longer a Vory boss, his connections from the underworld were still clear and alive. Instead of running the black market for his own profit Misha has begun operating as a facilitator, getting members of radical mutant groups into contact with individuals who can provide them with the things that they need. Introductions are rapidly becoming his specialty, a link between worlds. When the world was conquered and then their conquerors overthrown he redoubled his efforts, determined not to be left behind by the world again. Funny then that just when he felt ready to step up... Ready to step into the light and take a place in the brave future that was being built around him the past reached out it's long cold hands to drag him back. SAMPLE RP POST: The club was lively, the dance-floor packed. The constant aural assault of some kind of music called dub-step made the blood pump and the mind race. On the table in front of him his phone buzzed and beeped in what would be an annoying fashion if the music did not utterly overwhelm the pitiful speakers of the tiny thing. The only thing that brought his attention to the device was the way the screen flashed. Misha watched the device, a bemused smile on his face. When he had first entered cold sleep the idea of a phone that could fit in your pocket was still futuristic... Now everybody had one. He ignored the phone and turned his attention to the dance-floor across the way. It was packed with people, bumping and grinding in a fashion that was more common in a porno from his decade than a public place. The sounds... The lights... The smells... Even after all of this time they assaulted his senses and reminded him that however much he enjoyed the sensations he did not quite belong with them. Certainly nothing about his person looked out of place, the dark gray sport-coat... The white shirt and expensive jewelery... Nothing about him looked retro as the parlance was but he still felt like he might as well of been wearing a peace sign and tye-dye. He knew it was just his own mind, his own feeling of displacement. He had grown used to these feelings over the years and learned how to ignore them. It was only after several long moments of internal reflection that he turned his attention back to his own table... and to the woman who sat across from him. She was a tall number, her hair cut short and dyed a bright teal, her face was tattooed with a some Asian character or other that he could not make out in the flashing lights and her voice had an unsettling depth to it that he chocked up to some manifestation of her mutation... She was his latest client, looking for an introduction to people who could provide something she and whoever it was she worked for wanted. He did not bother to ask what it was they wanted... He seldom did for small clients like her... His job was to connect her with the right people, his little favor to his fellow mutants. He tapped his fingers on the table in front of him several times, the thick leather and plastic constructs muffling the sensations. “So... You know where to go yes?” He spoke as he reached out to pick up his phone, checking the text he had received a few moments before. “They have agreed to meet with you... You are to go alone. Nobody else. Leave your car a block away. You walk.” He smiled and leaned back as he delivered his instructions to the woman. “Do not bring any weapons... If your the type who does not need weapons? Don't let them know that. They will get nervous. If they get nervous they wont deal with you. If they decide not to deal with you I am not responsible. You go somewhere else because we wont try again.” He smiled and gave the woman a friendly wink. “Dont worry. You will be fine. You are going in on my recommendation and as long as you behave they wont treat you badly and as long as your money is good, chances are you'll get whatever it is your looking for.” His deep voice turned to a chuckle as he took a sip from a lukewarm drink near his hand. The woman rose from her seat and turned to leave without a further word... Misha sighed softly and was reminded of one thing that had changed more than anything else since he had returned to the world... “People just don't have any courtesy anymore.” He mused and turned his attention back to the dance floor and the more lively spectacle. |
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| Cyclops | Apr 6 2014, 02:24 AM Post #2 |
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| Surge | Apr 7 2014, 09:15 PM Post #3 |
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This looks fine by me. I mean I'm still way cooler. But like, the apps good. I like the Winter Soldier tie ins. But I'm still cooler. [A P P R O V E D] Welcome to XMR! Rememer to post the required data HERE!!! |
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