- Species: Human/Mutant
- Occupation: Wrestler, Weight lifter, Strong man, Brawler
- Gender: Male
- Height: 6 "
- Weight: 1 Ton
- Eyes: Green
- Hair: Bald
- Age: 25
- Alignment: Evil, rageaholic
- Sexuality: straight
Power Grid
Intelligence - 1
Strength - 4 (increases with reflective recoil)
Speed - 2 ++ ( gains momentum)
Durability -7 (absorbs all physical damage, Reflection of damage dealt)
Energy Projection - 0
Fighting Ability - 5
Physical Description:
Muscular peak of humanity
Powers and Abilities:
- Flex (an boa constrictor type grasp)
- Momentum
- Physical absorption (nullifying physical damage)
- Impermeable
Flex, was once a weight lift champion but got disqualified for using steroids to enhance his muscles, he entered the following year off of the roids and wasn't able to reach a contender status. Furious, he stormed off stage, a promoter pulled him aside and told him about a secret entry day but he'd have to get himself prepared before the competition. Flex, didn't know what to do.... roids would disqualify him, he remembered a recent newspaper clipping about a new performance drug in trials meant for muscular repair for atraphene patients ... all he understood was muscular growth from that. Breaking into the facility wasn't too hard he was a big guy and the guards were quite puny. The guards key cards got him into the lab area and the infusion chamber was active as a corpse was about to be tested. Flex step into the chamber, an auto sequence did the rest.
The serum was vaporized and absorbed into his blood by inhalation, immediately muscular results were visible cellular genetics were mutated and density increased. Muscular growth by 100% and incrementing, exposure verified. The chamber released and out walked Flex.
Flex feeling a new strength grabbed the rest of the vials and placed them into the infuser, once again walking into the chamber. The auto start halted as the computer scanned the current levels of muscular enhancement as peak of human potential. A verification response was activated "Do you wish to continue ? yes or no? Protocol dictates this warning is necessary " says the computer, "YES!" shouts Flex. The sequence again initiates infusing the entire serum vials, and is absorbed, yet the muscles remained the peak human size. The only difference that occurred is the cellular density increased exponentially. The chamber released and Flex walked out, confused as his muscles didn't grow again.
This put him into a rage, and he punched into the computer mainframe smashing instantly. Flex felt nothing as he then continued to smash the laboratory into rubble,. A silent alarm was set off from a recovering guard, and Flex heard as the sirens approached, looking around the lab he noticed a military symbol on a heavy doorway that the key card was denied access. He ran towards it easily smashing through, noticing armor in developmental stages. Unknowing of any weaknesses he figured protective gear would be best, adamatium plating infused with reflective properties looked safe and shiny. Stepping out of the room dressed in his new found armor, he charged through the wall causing the building to collapse in on its self.
Flex returned home and undressed from his gear, the day of the competition came up and he was more then ready his physique was perfect and the judges were skeptical. Ordering a steroid test, the urine analysis was negative so two judges approved but one did not. Ordering a blood test, for steroid cancelling drugs but the technologist could not penetrate Flex, braking needle after needle. Nervously the technologist reached fro his clip board and circled MUTANT. Flex grabbed the paper from his shaking hand reading the circled result and immediately grabbed the technologist, "Change that answer or your ground meat" says Flex as calmly as he can. The negative result was circled by the technologist whom then fled from the building, as Flex walked the paper to the judges table.
All three judges starring at the large man trembling as his muscles were flexing as he glared down at them. They lifted the belt as he grabbed it raising it high, as the televised cameras watched on and the crowd cheered. The technologist returns as Flex is walking down the catwalk with police in tow, "There it is, that Mutant is ruining the show" he shouts. "Step off the stage sir, and place your arms above your head" says the police. Flex realizing the situation enters a rage strapping on the belt and begins charging towards the center aisle were the police and the technologist were standing. Bulldozing right through, clasping the techs throat as he ran by smashing their body through the crowd of police officers and eventually a wall approaching. On exit, tossing the lifeless body and charging towards his residence which he knew would have to clear out.
Now on the run, Flex makes his home in abandoned buildings.
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