Post by Shooter on May 27, 2010 0:39:23 GMT -5
Name: Alex Wilson
Nickname: Alex
Alias: Shooter
Age: 21
Gender: Male
Face Claim: Jared Padalecki
Height: 5 ft 11 in
Build: Medium
Hair Color: Brown
Usual Hairstyle: Medium length, sorta messy
Eye Color: Blue
Clothing Style: Casual
Demeanor: Serious/Focused
Likes:
- Helping others
- Freedom
- His gun
- Running
- Japanese Food
Dislikes:
- Military
- The way he looks
- Scientists
- Criminals
- Mexican Food
Skills:
- Is a good computer hacker
- Has killer aim *is shot for using that line again*
- Is a good liar
Flaws:
- Sometimes gets too emotional
- Can act rashly
- Shoots his mouth off occasionally
Brief Description:
Alex has a strong sense of what's right and what's wrong. After his stint helping out against crime, he's firmly rooted himself as a fighter of wrongs. Alex prides himself in this. Sadly, it feels to him like it's the only thing he can take pride in nowadays.
His altering to a Lesser greatly impacted his self esteem and personality. He sees himself as an embarassment now because of his appearance. Alex is in general a more somber person now, although he does have his happy moments. But they are becoming more rare as he spends more time in Adanac.
Class: Synthetic
Alignment: Villain, Neutral
Views: Neutral
Powers:
- Super Human Hearing: With his ears, he has impeccable hearing. No ones sneakin up on him anymore...
- Climbing/Attatching to Surfaces: Alex can climb walls. The pads on his hands allow him to do this, and he can even stay hanging on to a wall stationary for a few second too. No, he's not Spiderman
- Fully Functioning Tail: Alex can use his tail to do just about everything his hands do-YOU HAVE A SICK MIND
Weaknesses: Alex's sense of sight isn't the greatest. He's also just as vulnerable to wounds as any other person
Mutations: Alex has large, lynx like ears that extend sideways from his head. He also had semi-paws for hands and feet, and a thin tail which has a small sphere of fur at the end. All of the aforementioned is covered in orangish-yellowish fur.
Mother: Meredith Wilson
Father: Bryan Wilson
Siblings: Jet Wilson
Significant Other: N/A
Children: Nope
Brief History:
Alex doesn't remember anything about his life. He woke up one day six months ago in a hospital in Gotham with no recollection of anything. He was diagnosed with amnesia and was told he was dropped off in the middle of the night by a masked person who left immediately after, and only said, "His name is Alexander Wilson."
Having left the hospital a few days later, he tried to find connections to himself and anything else, and found he apparantly owned an upscale apartment and a large sum of money deposited in an account in his name. No one seemed to have any answers for him, but that didn't deter him from looking around.
Soon enough, he joined forces with Hannah and her friend Nichole. They were quite the team, and for a while things really were looking up. Alex even managed to uncover his past, and found he had a brother too. And there was a connection between him and Hannah. Even though it never amounted to anything... There was no denying it was there.
But after Ty disappeared, it all spiralled down. Hannah went into hiding, and things just weren't the same. It was really Alex's encounter with the doctor that the shit really hit the fan.
The doctor was only supposed to take care of a minor bullet wound. But after seeing that Alex had the perfect genome, he took matters into his own hands. Alex became the hybrid he is today, and he was sent off to Adanac.
Alex walked down the street, hands in his pockets. Lost in thought, he hadn't noticed his straying into the slums. He wasn't worried about being in this part of town anymore, but he was usually wary. But today, his thoughts had taken over. <What am I doing? I should be trying to figure out who I am, not walking around town,> he sighed mentally. <But I don't even have somewhere to start... Any leads I might have had dried up a long time ago...>
He was startled out of his thoughts by a muffled yell. Alex took off in the direction of the yells and found an woman being held against a wall by a man. Angrily, he rushed over to the pair and tackled the man off of her. He struggled for a moment with the man, and managed to pull out his gun. Pressing it to the man's temple, he snarled, "You better run the fuck away from here, before I blow your brains out."
He released the man, who immediately took off in the other direction. Sighing, he turned around, but the woman was gone as well. "It's a thankless job, but someone has to do it," he muttered.