>> TRANSMISSION_START << >> TARGET NAME_CROWMAN <<
REAL NAME:
Benjamin Mugs. (unknown to anybody but the Crow-family)
AGE:
Unknown. Presumed to be pubescent.
ALIAS:
The Crowman.
FACTION:
Chaotic Good.
HEIGHT:
6'4
WEIGHT:
190 pounds.
Hair Colour:
White.
MENTAL CONDITION:
Unknown. Observation shows disturbingly high mental instability. Possible sociopath.
GENETIC STRUCTURE:
Human.
ASSETS
- Strength_His strength proves time and time again to outmatch any Olympic level athlete. Has created numerous muscle building formula's and supplements which he takes occasionally to ease the strain on his body, and to allow him more strength.
- Speed_This enables him to travel at speeds compatible to an Olympic level athlete.
- Intelligence_A master in numerous subjects, although not on par with masterminds such as Impero or Mercy, he always has a plan. Despite dropping out of school at the age of eight, he used the ridiculously large amount of money that his parents had put in their will for him to travel around the world and be taught by some of the worlds greatest scholars.
- Agility_His acrobatics are unparalleled to none, and his acute agility has saved him from a sticky situation many a time. He learnt much of his acrobatic skill from ancient monks nestled deep within the Nagasaki Mountains. They showed him the true extents of the human body.
- Stealth_His ability to render shadows to his will through ninjitsu techniques and the discreet shade of his dark costume aids his immense skill at stealth.
- Weapons Master_Unlike most folk, the Aviator Avenger possesses no qualms over the usage of firearms and is an expert shot. Crowman has extensive knowledge on almost all weapons known to man, be it a gun, grenade, or a blade. He learnt numerous sword-fighting involved techniques, mastering fencing, and perfecting use with blades such as the wakizashi, katana, longsword, even the tantó. Attending one of the world's most hardcore military camps as soon as he was of age, and after a few months of service he was offered a position as a Sergeant for the US army but declined.
- Hand-to-Hand Combat Master_Taught by ancient monks in the unbeatable art of ninjitsu, tae kwon do, wing chun and judo, he was also rigorously trained at boxing in the military.
- Experience_A trait that is rare these days. He has been in enough scraps to know what to do, when to do it. He has been in almost every country in the world, he has learnt how to sail boats, how to fly helicopters and planes, how to ride a motorcycle or car, and has even been under the tutelage of a submariner.
WEAKNESSES
-Vulnerability_ Despite his strange dark demeanour Crowman is nonetheless, still a human being. He has a body that, even though extremely tough and muscled, can still be harmed.
-Sound_Sonic or high-pitched sound affects his peak-human hearing and throw him off.
-Smell_Thick smoke or gas affects his smell more than an average person.
APPEARANCE
The Crowman is a mysteriously dark figure. He wears a jet black cowl that is adjoined to a cape, which trails on past his feet and flows behind him. He has small white slits for his eyes, and an open space for his mouth. He has two horns that stick upwards on each side of the cowl, giving him a sinister look. He wears sturdy grey armour across his body that can repel most blows, and is fairly resistant to tough projectiles. On his chest is an insignia of a black crow. He wears Nth Metal gloves that have three spikes on each side, and an inbuilt mini-computer, designed by his uncle's top scientists. He wears matching boots. His utility belt is host to numerous gadgets. Most of his costume is comprised of pitch black material.
PERSONALITY AND MENTALITY
He has a cold disposition and a heartless detachment to the world, giving him that required edge. He feels no fear, and will always be quick to speak what is on his mind, regardless of the person or the situation. All of his decisions are calculated, logically. Always logically. He has a stern disbelief in anything illogical such as magic. He is a humourless, hard-hearted man. He is insensitive and is devoid of any compassion. He will always do what he believes is right, and it usually is. He is rarely, if ever, incorrect about anything. He is driven, relentless, the incarnation of perseverance, determination, and dedication.
GADGETS
Crowarangs_Shuriken styled projectiles that are in the shape of a pitch black crow.
Crow-Bombs_Explosive capsules that implode upon impact. The explosive capsules are able to blow a man's limb off. A smoke capsule can last for up to 10 minutes, and a flash capsule is able to momentarily blind any foe.
Crow-Key_This trinket is able to hack into any and all mainframes and can get past almost every firewall known to man,but is is only useful to view things, and will be unable to affect any system, it is untraceable and unidentifiable. It can also serve as a key, that is able to form the same shape required for each lock encountered.
Crow-Invader_Much like the Crow-Key, this device is able to bypass any security and hack into any system, but it can also directly affect and alter systems, but with the risk of being discovered.
Grappling Gun_Due to Crowman not being able to fly, he can either glide across vast spaces or use his grappling gun which proves more efficient and can be used faster. It is only used in dire situations.
Tonfu_Twin Nth metal elbow length clubs that can are lethal weapons in battle. They are stored in a pouch underneath his cape.
Gauntlet_These pieces of equipment attached to his gloves. Their distinguishing features are the three hooks on their sides. These devices have numerous technological capabilities, including an inbuilt mini-computer connected to Vicky, his artificially intelligent supercomputer.
Utility Belt_Most of these items are stored within this, which is wrapped around Crowman's waist at all times.
>> FINAL ASSESSMENT OF TARGET=LETHAL <<>> TRANSMISSION_END <<
I had my gadgets, my costume, and my training. But there was still one thing I would need to acquire before I started off on my quest.
Resources.
I had Murray Sinclair, owner of Sincorp, one of Brimstöne City's most successful companies. Not only did he pay the rent for my apartment, but he was a distant relative of mine, and had always provided for me, being one of the key people in my disturbed life after the incident. He had hired guardians for me when I was a boy, and they had looked after me as I travelled the world. There were a few of them, most of them left; I disturbed and unnerved them and my journey tired them out. But there was one guardian who had never let up on me, her name was Só. She was a mysterious Asian woman who had an array of strange skills, most of which she taught me. She grew to be like a mother to me and she returned with to Brimstöne with me, opening a dojo for martial arts and assuring me she would always be there if I needed her. Murray and her were the only people who knew about my secret; Crowman. Murray agreed to provide anything I needed, be it money, technology, or vehicles. I capitalized, working with him to construct a series of bunkers around the city, in case of emergency. We created the Crowmobile, a Lamborghini shaped vehicle which was coated in one of the world's toughest substances. It had numerous capabilities and functions. Sinclair had a son, Kyle, who had just graduated from Harvard. I had always been suspicious of him and when he finally discovered Murray and I'd plans, I was forced to allow him to join the work-force. I grew fond of the boy and soon he felt like a brother to me. He excelled at tech-work and he became an assistant, almost. He would be my eye in the sky for when I was out on an errand. He often created more gizmo's for me to utilize, and I was sure he would become one of the world's greatest minds, soon.
I was ready.
I had what I needed. The question now, was,
Could I get what I wanted?
At first it was increasingly difficult, my training helped me through a lot but my inexperience was my flaw, but the only way I could hone that in was by fighting harder, never giving up. Soon I had gained quite the status, becoming known as one of Brimstöne City's most notorious super-villains.
The media flared, newspapers, radio's, television . . . I was a phenomenon, and they couldn't stop talking about me. This was perfect, if the scum thought I was scum too they wouldn't be able to use things such as hostages against me.
The very whispering of "Crowman" and a bolt of fear would rush through the criminal world.
I was the most horrific thing Gothic City had ever known.
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