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"Beware, Citizens of Midnight City! The Plasma Screen Mafia is at Large!!" - Character Profile

"Don't touch that dial, we'll be right back after this commercial break!"

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  • Name: unknown
  • Alias: Megabyte
  • Also Known As: The Most Electrifying Name in Criminal Syndication, The Only Fully Televised Tyrant, The Face Behind Every Screen, The Real King of Midnight City (self-proclaimed), Sparkplug (by Mephisto and others he hates)
  • Origin: Mutant fused with a computer virus
  • Age: 36
  • Place of Birth: Midnight City
  • Family: unknown
  • Height: 6' 0"
  • Weight: 185 pounds
  • Hair Color: none
  • Eye Color: solid red
  • Likes: high voltage, wires, bright colors, bank heists, loud music, fast cars, controlling the networks
  • Dislikes: Mephisto, old-timey vintage crap, song and dance routines, water, backseat drivers, anyone who interferes with his schemes
  • Favorite Programs: Rancid Randall's Roadside Robbery, Star Quest: Alpha Strike, Ultimate Kitchen Warriors
  • Favorite Movies: The Laughing Electric Chair, Bloodied and Boozed, The World's Biggest Liar
  • Favorite Games: Burning Hearts Collision, Fighting Rage, Ultimate Alien Eradiation Force

"You'd better not have changed channels! I'll know if you did!"

Biography

Once upon a time in Midnight City, there was one of many terminally online losers with nothing left to live for except the total digital package at his local virtual reality bar. He spent all his time and money there, eventually losing his job as a hacker for a prominent pharmaceutical company due to his poor work ethic. He didn't care. He had his precious fake world to exist, and quite possibly die, in. No one would notice if he disappeared or not.

But, as life often does, it proved stubborn to the last and difficult to actually extinguish. Perhaps triggered as part of an innate survival instinct, the man's previously unknown Mutant gene kicked in and fused him to a particularly aggressive computer virus in his headset. This caused him to change forever into the psychotic electronic crime lord known as Megabyte!

Powers

  • Complete Electrical Symbiosis

Megabyte is essentially a living computer program brought to the real world through bizarre circumstances. He cannot be injured through conventional means, though he is particularly susceptible to more esoteric forms of attack. Anything that manipulates energy can affect him in some small way, with magnets and electricity being the number one culprits but for opposite reasons. Magnets scramble his abilities to stick together and causes him to enter a comatose state where he has to manually reprogram his own brain. Electricity, however, gives him the jumpstart needed to counteract this immediately and is the primary resource he commands on a grand scale.

Water also disrupts his physical grasp on reality in much the same way as magnets do, and is much more common - leading to his extreme disdain for it, though that hasn't changed much from when he wasn't a digital virus.

He is a walking conduit for high voltage, both input and output, with an emphasis on overloading opposing electronics and supercharging his own devices. He can generate a static field so that he can jam distinct communication signals, leaving police blind to his whereabouts for a brief time. The applications for this power are basically endless in a place as reliant on it as Midnight City.

His limits are at this point unknown, but he has been shot before while at low voltage. It seems to be a battery situation, with the more electricity he absorbs simultaneously making him more powerful and unstable.

As long as his internal database is fully charged, he has absolute control over his personal supply of electrical energy and can even integrate himself into it for defensive and travel purposes. He can always steal more and use it as his own, but is powerless as far as utilizing sources outside of his immediate vicinity.

The Plasma Screen Mafia

Named for their boss's unusual computer monitor head, this gang has made a name for itself in Midnight City as of recently due to their daring and often brutal raids into opposing territories as well as their penchant for robbing banks. Megabyte only allows vicious criminals into his growing army, preferring those with an addiction to virtual reality just like he used to have so that he can more effectively string them along into more dangerous heists. These adrenaline junkies are therefore permanently trapped by Megabyte's digital stranglehold, unable to discern fact from fiction in their delusional bids for fame and glory.

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The Freeman Files: Case 1 - the Dark Days

Featuring:

Detective Freeman (http://www.comicvine.com/myvine/killer_instinct/about-me/)

&

Doctor Tobias Monroe (http://www.comicvine.com/myvine/doctor_plague/about-me/)

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October 30th, 2012,

These strange happenings seemed timed perfectly in accordance to All Hallow's Eve. An energy-manipulating murderer who listens to alien rocks. Kameo being forced into a catatonic state by the effects of meeting said killer. And now, there was evidence of someone having tampered with her life support systems as well as a foreign needle-sized entry wound completely different from those introducing Potassium Iodine into her bone marrow. After analysis, the mark had trace amounts of Erythrogenic toxin or the residue from Streptococcus pyogenes - scarlet fever. Remarkably, all signs of radiation sickness in her disappeared faster than predicted, yet her symptoms including rash and fever increased drastically.

Must investigate further. Kameo is fine here under medical supervision. But whoever did this had strange motives for coming here, and a mild outlook on his or her own safety by breaking into the Harbingers' infirmary alone.

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Freeman sat in his room, looking over the evidence carefully. In front of him were clues he had gathered from the scene of the mysterious injection: a photograph of Kameo's arm where the needlepoint was inserted, a Petri dish with a small colony of scarlet fever bacteria, and a small circle of glass where the culprit had cut through Kameo's room window and entered. Freeman also managed to find the shadow of footprints in Kameo's room. The night had been somewhat rainy and the invader tracked in trace amounts of mud, though it was dried up into dust by the time Freeman investigated for the first time that morning.

The floor tiles were each a foot in both length and width, a space the footprint filled nicely from heel to toe. The size of the footprint indicated by pure girth that it was a male, possibly either six-feet-tall or little more than an inch taller. Due to the fact that he tracked in so little, Freeman concluded that he could not have weighed more than one-hundred-eighty pounds. The circle of glass was testament to that - Freeman could imagine someone similar to his stature sliding his hand through a hole with such circumference. Any smaller opening would be unnecessary unless it was for a much more petite interloper.

But the mystery about Kameo's sudden recovery from the radiation sickness only to fall prey to the scarlet fever bacteria in such a sterile environment puzzled him. If the culprit wanted to kill Kameo, he obviously could have through a much more potent disease. It's as if he wanted to help her.

Freeman grunted and stood up, gathering his evidence into a shoe box and sliding it into a special compartment under his bed. He stuffed his hands into his pockets and walked outside, hungry for answers.

(OOC: More to come, soon, I promise. But how is it so far?)

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