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Ok I'll be posting all the character backgrounds I've designed and hopefully as I get to know the rules I'll stat them up.

Hope you all enjoy reading them
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Ok thought I'd post some of my character backgrounds I will try to stat them up now and then.



MIRROR

When Charlie was two his mother and father died in a car accident and Charlie went to live with his uncle on his uncle’s farm.

His uncle was a mean spirited old man and hated having to provide for his younger brothers off spring especially one so young. Being on a remote farm the social workers tended not to visit regularly and the old man took to locking Charlie in his room for days at a time to keep him from under his feet. This practice became more and more regular as the boy started to grow until his uncle only unlocked the door to feed him and this soon only happened once a day.

Charlie’s room was cold and damp. There was one bare light and a switch in the hall, which his uncle would put on while Charlie ate in the evenings so most of the nights were spent in darkness, controlled this. There was a broken metal bed frame with a worn out old mattress on it, two blankets and a pillow. Next to the bed was a small table, which Charlie used for eating at. There was a dirty old window opposite his bed through which he sometimes watched his uncle working the fields. There were two doors into his room one to the hall the other to a small bathroom in here was a cracked sink, his only constant supply of water, a bath which only produced cold water and a mirror.

With no one to talk to Charlie soon retreated into his own mind. Making a world for himself where he could see other children the dirty mirror in the bathroom. Here he would spend hours every day just looking into the mirror wishing he could be there with them. By the age of seven he was talking to these imaginary friends and they would teach him to read and write. Although for most part he was lonely Charlie was always happy to visit one of his playmates.

Around the age of nine Charlie discovered something truly amazing about the mirror in his bathroom, if he concentrated he could push his hand through it as if it was water, and if he wished hard enough he could exit into the bathrooms of his imaginary friend’s houses and actually play with them. With practice this ability became second nature to him, all he’d have to do is think of one of his friends and step through and he was there.

By the age of thirteen, Charlie had many hundreds of friends from all round the world. Other things started to happen around this time as well instead of having to think about his friends he could step through the mirror and exit into another room, he called this place mirror land as there were millions of mirrors stretching into infinity all round him. By looking into these mirrors he could see other rooms, streets houses, buildings, it suddenly started to dawn on him that these other places were as real as his own room that his mirror land was his connection to the outside world.

One evening after his uncle had passed through to him his left over evening meal Charlie went into the mirror land. He browses for a few hours until he came upon a little girl crying. She was about six years old and was hiding down between the bathtub and the sink. She was looking way from the mirror towards the bathroom door. Following her gaze Charlie saw a large man standing there shirt open to the waste belt in hand and he was shouting something at the girl. He steps to wards her and raises the belt. Charlie knew what was going to happen next having received a good hiding from his uncle on many an occasion. Not being able to bear seeing the young girl beaten or even worse Charlie surged through the mirror.

It took the brute a few seconds for his brain to tell him that yes the mirror had come alive and standing in front of him was a vaguely human shaped thirteen year old boy made out of glass. Charlie took advantage of the mans delay and went to grab his belt hand only to be stunned when out of his fingers shot a bolt of intense white light, as the brightness dimmed Charlie found himself standing over an unconscious body. Not wanting to be around when the brute woke up and not wanting to leave the girl in danger he did the only thing he could think of, he picked the sobbing girl up of the floor and leaped back into the mirror.
Back in mirror land he was able to calm down both himself and his guest. Sitting there with his arms round the little girl for comfort he soon realized she had fallen asleep. This allowed him to get his thoughts into focus and decide what to do. He couldn’t bring her to his room, his uncle would go spare. Suddenly Charlie hit on an idea. Waking the girl he asked if she had a relative she could stay with, she said her grandmother loved her but lived a long way away and since her mother had died her dad had stopped her visiting. He then asked her if her gran had a mirror, yes she had a beautiful table mirror in her bedroom that the little girl used to sit at while she had her hair brushed before bed. Charlie got her to describe it in as much detail as she could. Once he had a picture in his head he went into mirror land searching for it.
It took him three days to locate two mirrors that might have been her gran’s. Over these three days Charlie would revisit his room just before tea and wait until his uncle had left the food. He would then take it and re enter mirror land and share it with Jennie. On the third night Charlie and Jennie sat in front of the first mirror waiting for the inhabitant of the room to enter, much to the little girls disappointment the lady that entered was not her gran. Soon they were standing in front of the last mirror. Looking at them brushing her hair was an elderly lady getting ready for bed. Jennie jumped for joy it was her gran. She wanted to go to her there and then but Charlie held her back. It would be a shock for her if they were to just appear out of the mirror it would be better to do it when she was asleep.
A couple of hours later granny was asleep and holding Jennie’s hand Charlie stepped through the mirror and into the bedroom. Quietly he indicated to Jennie to go over to the bed and gently wake the old lady. Stirring from her sleep the old girl was more than a little surprised to see her granddaughter sitting next to her. She explained what had happened and introduced her to Charlie. There was at first a look of fear on the old woman’s face until Charlie realized he had taken on the appearance of glass again. With concentration Charlie reverted back to his normal appearance. He explained that Jennie’s dad had been abusing her and that he had stopped it. It was now down to the old girl to protect her granddaughter but if ever they needed his help to leave a message written on the mirror and he would come running. With that Charlie stepped back through the mirror and home.

Knowing now that he could make a difference to people’s lives he decided that he would use his abilities to protect the helpless whenever he could. The only person he couldn’t seem to protect was himself. Over the next five years he stayed locked in his room, his uncle would beat him more and more and he would do nothing about it, for some reason deep down inside every time he saw his uncle he reverted to that little boy that was first locked up in that bedroom all those years ago.

By the age of eighteen Charlie had help dozens of children to escape abusive environments and had learned to control his powers. One night just after coming back from rescuing a kidnapped child, he realized his uncle had not left any food out. Going into mirror land he looked through all the mirrors in the house to see where is uncle was. Finally he located him lying still on the floor of his bathroom in front of the toilet with his trousers round his ankles. Stepping through the mirror Charlie was hit by the strong smell of human waste, upon examining his uncle he realized he must have been dead all day. By the look of it he must have had a hemorrhage while on the toilet and died soon after. Finally Charlie was free, his tormentor was dead, but also Charlie cried for the old bastard now he was really all alone in the world.
That night Charlie put together a story that he had been away at collage and returned this evening to find his dear old uncle dead and that he had called the police straight away. After the police had left with the body Charlie went into mirror land and contacted Mark, a teenager that he had saved a couple of years earlier. Together they broke into one of the collages and Mark using his skills with computers doctored their records to say that Charlie had been enrolled there for the last two years.
As he was his uncle’s only next of kin Charlie inherited the farm and the land around it. Most of which he sold of for a good profit. Now he has renovated the farmhouse he lives there quietly. His neighbors say he is gentle and kind and willing to help them out when ever asked. Once behind closed doors Charlie becomes The Mirror Man protector of the innocent and abused. His house is a refuge for lost souls.

Not long after his uncle died he found the key to his room. Stepping into mirror land he closed his eyes spun round three times and with his eyes still closed through the key away. It arced through the air and disappeared through one of the million mirrors around him, lost forever. His room is forever locked now but when he is down or needs time to think he enters it through his bathroom mirror sits on his broken old metal bed and in some small way feel safe and secure


  
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 Ok thought I'd post some of my character backgrounds I will try to stat them up now and then.



MIRROR
powers:

Mirror can enter another dimension that he has created from all his pain of childhood. This dimension allows him to view the world through any mirror he looks through in mirror land. Stepping through one of the mirror land mirrors gives him access to room where the mirror resides in the real world. Doing this quickly while in the real world makes it look like he is teleporting.
This power also works similarly for glass, in that he can walk through one piece of glass and appear through another although he cannot stay in mirror land while passing through glass. For some reason mirror land expels him quickly, as if he is attached to the real world by a piece of elastic thus his teleportation through glass is only for short distances and line of sight only. He can only enter mirror world through mirrors. But using mirrors he can move to any place in the world given the time.
If Charlie has looked through a mirror before he can locate that mirror quickly and either exit through it or with a small mirror to look through see what is happening in front of the other mirror. Touching a mirror also allows him to tap into the things it has witnessed over the years.
Another of Charlie’s extraordinary powers it the ability to take on the properties of the mirror. As Glass is a semi liquid in mirror form Charlie can stretch his body in all directions, and his mirror form is more resilient to damage. In addition to these powers his mirror form allows him to deflect energy attacks that he can see, reflect light, defuse light , store light and expel it as concentrated beams from his hands and probably the most unusual power is his ability to call forth his reflections from surrounding glass and mirrors to form duplicates of himself although they tend to be less powerful than Charlie.


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BLOODY MARY

Mary Chambers literally bought the house down when she was born. Mary arrived into the world nine weeks early, born to a wealthy senator, everything money could buy was set up for the early arrival.
Little Mary came into the world screaming her little lungs out and that was the problem, Mary was born with her powers but because she was premature her vocal cords were under developed and she had no control over the power of the sounds she made. After the smoke cleared over the ruins of the hospital the unconscious little body of Mary Chambers was found next to her dead mother and whisked away never to be seen again .

Unbeknown to anyone Senator Chambers was the head of an organisation that had infiltrated the higher levels of politics throughout the world and pulled the strings of many of the major decisions in the political arena.
This secret society had untold wealth and access to unbelievable technology. This Chambers called upon to help save his daughter’s life, not out of love but because too much research and money had gone into the creation of Mary to see it all go to waste. The fact that his wife had died was an added bonus in his eyes and he could milk it for all it’s worth in front of the cameras.

Nine Months Earlier.
Senator and Mrs Chambers were waiting for the results of the IVF treatment hopefully this time it would have worked. Their doctor calls them in and with a smile on his face tells them they are with child. Overjoyed Chambers tells his wife to go phone their parents to give them the good news while he talked with the Doctor about what would happen next.

“Are you sure it will work this time Doctor”

“Yes Sir the embryo has attached itself to the womb and is healthy”

“So which one of the genetics was used this time?”

“ Well Sir we used the sonic enhanced genetic code for this one as it showed to be most stable in the lab. All I can say is if all goes well the society will have a very powerful asset to call upon in the future.”

“Very well all we can do is wait and see. Thank the team for me and I’ll see you in 12 weeks for the first scan.”

Shaking hands the Senator leaves the doctor’s office and rejoins his wife.


Present Day. Location: A hidden lab somewhere in America.

The baby was drugged and kept unconscious for the safety of all at the base. One sound to pass her lips could spell death for all involved.
Senator Chambers had just arrived and was looking at his daughter through the view port. There was no love in his eyes as far as he was concerned he was looking at a piece of technology, something to be used and thrown away when not needed. Turning he addressed the assembled people.

“ Though the early arrival of subject 665 was unforeseen I believe that phase one of this experiment can be classed as a success. Doctor would you please explain to the members of the board what will happen next”

“ As you all know the fact that the vocal cords were undeveloped at birth has caused a challenge for us. The subject, although possessing great power is unable to control it but the boys in R&D have just completed an operation that will rectify this”

The doctor hands over to another man standing next to him.

“ What we have developed gentlemen is a locking system using nano chip technology. We have surgically implanted this device into the lips of the subject and with a controller we can lock the subject’s mouth closed making her powers unusable.
With the correct conditioning and training the subject can still become the killing machine we envisioned”

With that a man in military fatigues stands.

“Gentlemen it will be my job to train the subject in hand to hand fighting, stealth and infiltration. When on a mission she will have three teams with her. The primary team will be her controllers, their job will be to get her to the target and unlock her powers for the attack. Once the job has been completed and the subject is safely away the locks will once again be activated.
Team two is a back up if the primary team get compromised and the last team is there to take out the subject if she were to over come her programming”

The Senator then takes the stand for the last time.

“ As you can see the next phase is about to begin, with all the training and the extended time the subject will spend in the growth tanks we should have an operational assassin ready in approximately 36 months.
Gentlemen please raise your glasses to the next stage of our plan for world domination.”


Three Years Later.

She slipped quietly through the darkened rooms of the hotel suite. She knew her target was asleep. Upon entering she had signalled to her handler and the now familiar click sounded in her head telling her, her powers had been activated. Now moving over to the bed she used those powers to deaden any sounds she might make. Looking down at her target there was no hint of guilt in her eyes; this was just another mission for her masters, nothing more nothing less.
Emptying her mind she summoned up the power that was her birthright and focused subsonic sound waves into the target’s skull cavity. Slowly she increased the wavelength, the harmonics slowly bashed the brain to pulp. She could have done it quickly and with more sound but that would have woken the target’s wife and she was not on the hit list, Mary always followed the plan to the letter. When blood started to seep from the targets nose, ears and eyes Mary knew her job was complete and left as quietly as she had entered.

Senator Chambers opened the morning paper and smiled at the headlines. 665 (or as the lab techs had named her Bloody Mary) were a great asset to them anyone not needed in the society or were a political opponent was targeted and with it the society was getting stronger and stronger.



Five Years Later.

The attack on the underground lab came quickly and out of the blue. Before any resistance could be mounted most of the security were dead. This was the culmination of 18 months of intelligence gathering by the countries top agencies. It had long suspected a group of unseen puppet masters were at work in the government and now it was a realisation. The operatives instructions were to kill everyone and gather as much information as possible to bring down the groups inner circle.

In the lab Mary comes awake. Suddenly she was alone. There were still people around her doing their jobs but she no longer heard the command voices in her head. She also became aware that her powers were active. Just then a blast shakes the lab. Soon there is panic and chaos. To begin with Mary sits where she is, waiting for her handlers to give her instruction, but no one comes.
Then there’s an explosion directly outside her cell, Mary instinctively uses her power to form a solid sound force field round herself, this takes the main brunt of the explosion and as the dust settles Mary makes her move. Deeper into the base she goes into areas she has never been. Down she goes away from the fire and destruction. Soon she spots one of the techs that handled her and grabbing him in a sound field. Takes him with her deeper and deeper into the base.
After a while Mary rests she communicates to the tech through sign language. Asking him what was happening.

He explains about the attack on the base by government forces, that somehow they knew the layout and weak spots in the labs security. First the computer main frame and generator had been destroyed and now they were going round systematically killing everyone.. This meant nothing to Mary but with no computer link her conditioning had been severed, she realised for the first time she could be free of her masters.

Deeper and deeper the two went until she found a disused lab many miles beneath the city. There she made the tech alter the locking device so that she could control it with her thoughts. After it was completed she quickly killed him to make sure none of the new codes could fall back into the hands of her masters.
Next she down loading the labs database directly into her brain through the port in the back of her neck that her received her command through learning everything about the organisation she work for and her real history. There and then she swore vengeance on Chambers for making her what she was and for using her mother like a lab experiment.

When the coast was clear Mary crept from her hiding place and out into the world keeping to the dark areas of the city she went about the business of tracking down all the operations set up by the organisation determined to locate her father and make him pay.

Months later Bloody Mary came to the attention of the authorities after she beat them to a warehouse operation owned by the organisation. The staff, all thugs and criminals in the pay of her father were found by the government agents dead bleeding from their eyes and ears all the windows in the building blown out.
CCTV revealed that their attacker was a young woman dressed in red leather jump suit and a long white leather trench coat.

Today Mary follows a bloody path to her father always one step behind. On a few occasions she has even saved the life a some government agents knowing deep down that they are all tracking the same prey. Time will tell if she will find her father and extract terrible revenge and once completed will she turn from this path of self destruction and use her powers to heal rather than destroy the world around her.

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BLOODY MARY'S POWERS:


Mary is a mutant that has been technologically altered by her masters. Her mutant powers give her control over sound. She is able to concentrate sound waves into concussive forces that can pulp human flesh and destroy buildings, she can solidify the sound around her to reflect bullets and other forms of attack, she is able to lift herself of the ground and fly on gathered sound waves around her body and finally she is able to dampen the sound around her making it impossible to detect her movements and allowing her to creep quietly about undetected. The major draw back is her inability to control her voice upon opening her mouth the sound omitted can kill thus speech of any sort is not available to her and she has learned sign language to communicate.
The technological implants also help her control her power for example the locking device in her mouth this means she can sleep knowing she won’t wake up to find the buildings around her destroyed because she made a noise while dreaming. Her eye sight has also been improved by implants allowing her to see in the dark and at great distances. Her hearing implants allow her to hear all sound around making it very difficult to surprise or ambush her. Finally the implant in the back of her neck allows her to port into any computer system and within minutes retrieve the data she is searching for
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WOLF'S BANE

Maximus Bremark was a werewolf hunter, like his father before him and his father before him. Maximus could track his linage for ten unbroken generations. His tools of the trade were a mystical set of armour, and a glowing eldritch sword and shield. Maximus was a proud man and followed the traditions of his family with great honour.
Hunting werewolves was a passion and a calling. But lately he had noticed his enemies were getting bolder grouping together, many times in the last few months he had nearly been trapped and killed. This turn of events worried Maximus, his family, Helaina his wife, and Kulic his young son he knew were safe. He made sure that he stayed away from them so there would be no connection that the enemy could exploit, but still he had started to worry more and more about their safety.
After one really bad hunting trip Maximus decided that he was getting too old and careless and that if he were to die now who would teach his son the skills he would need to carry on the good fight.
To this end, in the middle of the night Maximus crept into their house, waking his wife he instructed her to get the boy ready to travel they were going to leave the area, leave the country and head for America were they could be a proper family without all the danger that went with his life.
Maximus had great abilities but he was careless that night and it wasn’t long before the enemy was snapping at his heels. For four days he managed to keep one step ahead of them. Eventually though the inevitable happened, as Maximus was ushering his family onto a plane they attacked. Maximus fought bravely but he couldn’t be in two places at once and it wasn’t long before they dragged his wife screaming from his arms. Knowing her husband could not safe them all her last desperate cries were for their son. Save him Maximus save our boy, was the last words he was ever to hear his wife speak.
Knowing there was no help for his wife now he grabbed the terrified boy and fled into the darkness. Five weeks later a middle aged widower and his young son bought a small house in a small town in a very quiet part of America. His name was Max Bremer and it wasn’t long before he opened up a bookshop.
For many years the Bremer’s lived a happy quiet life, rumour had it that Mr Bremer was once a world class fencing instructor before his wife’s death and it was a common site for father and son to be seen practicing on their front lawn in the summer evenings.
By the time the Robert Bremer was 18 he had grown into a tall athletic young man following his father in looks and personality, although there was gentleness in him that the locals thought must have been inherited from his mother.
Peace ended when Robert’s father came home early from the shop, he looked terrible and was bleeding from many wounds. Max refused to tell his son what was wrong but to pack they had been found and they had to run.
Over the next few weeks they moved from motel to motel not staying long always paying in cash. It was while they travelled that Max told Robert about their true identity His family history and his mother’s death. Kulic argued with his father that they should stand and fight that they should avenge his mother’s death but Maximus would have none of it, he would keep his promise to his wife and keep his son safe.
Soon time ran out for them and they were left with nowhere to run, the last battle of Maximus Bremark, Werewolf hunter and father took place at an old disused rail yard. Dressed again in the black armour and carrying the eldritch sword of his ancestors he fought a great fight giving no quarter and expecting non. All the time protecting his son with sword shield and his own body when need arose it was too little too late as he lay dying in his son’s arms with five werewolves circling their prey he asked his son for forgiveness for not saving him. Kulic covered with his father’s blood laid the dying man gently on the ground and slowly picking up his father’s sword turned to face the enemy with hatred and vengeance in his heart. To this day Kulic is still shocked at what happened to him that night, as he turned, sword in hand ready to die next to his father a warm glow spread over his body raising the sward as the first enemy attacked he noticed his hand was covered in metal and the sword a blue nimbus of eldritch energy as the heat inside him built more armour appeared on his body until he was encased in a shell of black glossy metal. The heat kept on building until it consumed him he fed it with all his anger and hatred and charged his would be killers.
With his last strength Maximus watched as his son took down five werewolves he was a demon a killer an avenging angel his father loved him and hated having to pass to him the burden of responsibility that he had so long run away from. He was also very proud of what his son had become and based over into the after live knowing there was a new angel of death walking the earth from that night on and wow betide the evil that crossed his path.
As the heat in Kulic died he looked round to see five dead men on the ground at his feet and his armour and sword gone though the battle had left its mark on him, having looked evil in the eye that night his hair had for ever gone white.
Kulic went to his father then and carried him gently away from the battlefield to a small wooded area where he laid him to rest in an unmarked grave so that the enemy could never again hurt him. Standing there by the grave of his father Kulic vowed to carry on the fight, to protect the innocent and destroy evil in what ever form it took.
Months later Kulic crept back into their old house and took a few personal things that belonged to his father, his mother’s wedding ring and an old wooden box containing eight large gem stones, a diary and a note which read
“ Dear son if you are reading this then something has happened to me take these gems and sell them use the money to start a new live, look after your mother’s ring it is all we have of her and read the diary it contains all you need to know of the family and the power of the mystical armour that was his by blood. God bless and protect you son for I could not. Your ever loving father.”

2007 twelve years have gone by since Kulic lost his father he owns his own bookshop dealing with the occult and legends and he is doing well. He has come to terms with his loss though some nights he is awaken by bad dreams. He know to that his father would be proud of him also as he uses his powers to help others, the city around him are full of extraordinary people with extraordinary abilities and every now and then he fights along side them his sword glowing and his eyes blazing with eldritch fire, righting the wrongs of others and destroying evil.
When his is in one of his darker modes he will go away for weeks at a time returning to his normal live when he’s had time to exercise his demons, on these trips he lets his anger and hatred rule his thoughts and at times like this every werewolf he finds becomes his prey.

General Note : the armour’s appearance has changed over the centuries to best fit in with the world around it and how the wearer see it. Being surrounded by modern day superheroes the armour has taken on a slightly hi-tech look. Kneel length boots, body hugging body plates and a trench coat over the top. The helmet has been replaced by rap round shades and Kulic wears his hair long.
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BLUE BOTTLE

Jonathan Miller was an average looking boy born into a hard working family in the Bronx, New York. His father was a repairman for a local electronics shop and his mother was a full time housewife looking after their five children, Jonathan being the eldest.
Jonathan loved school and learning, he had a knack for the sciences especially electronics and in his spare time and school holidays would go on call outs with his father to lend a hand.
The area where the miller family lived was not a rich neighbourhood, there was a lot of crime and the local youths went round in gangs. It was not a good idea to be seen to be different or to have ideas above one’s station. Jonathan’s parents were very worried that their son would not amount to anything if he didn’t apply himself to his schooling.
Although Jonathan wanted to make his parents happy and provide for his family pressure was being put on him from the local gangs to join them. His knowledge of mechanics and electronics was seen as an asset to be exploited. After an attack, a warning from one gangs of what would happen to his father if he didn’t join them Jonathan took up their colours.
The following twelve months saw Jonathan in and out of the juvenile courts on charges of breaking and entering and car jacking. His relationship with his father went down hill until he would walk out of the room when Jonathan walked in. This broke Jonathan’s heart but deep down he knew that as long as he worked with the gang his parents would be safe, his schooling also suffered and he was expelled.

Everything changed when he was caught while breaking into the electrical shop his father worked for. In this robbery the old security guard, someone Jonathan had known most of his life was badly injured. In court the jury believed that Jonathan had not taken part in the beating of the guard but that fact that he was there and didn’t try to stop it, in their eyes made him as bad as the other gang members. Jonathan was sentenced to five years in a youth centre.

During his time in prison Jonathan had time to reassess his life, taking the fall as he had insured his families safety and being in prison allowed him to start studying again. It was not long before he had read all the books in the library on electronics and was requesting more advanced ones to be made available to him. Part of the Centres curriculum was to teach the inmates a trade and one of the teachers saw a natural if somewhat obsessive need in Jonathan to learn and got all the books that were available for Jonathan to devour. While at the centre his teacher managed to persuade one of his old professors, to give his class a talk. The meeting with this academic was a turning point for Jonathan and by the time his sentence was completed he had not only caught up with the school work he had missed but had done a degree in electronics, mechanics and advanced electronics.

Upon re-entering society Jonathan applied for a scholarship for a research doctorate in advanced electronics, even though he had a criminal record the university accepted him on his academic qualifications. As part of the cause the highest scoring student would get a summer placement working with the world renowned Dr. Theodore Rhinewood, a leading light for many years into the field of electronics. Jonathan knew an opportunity like this only came along once in a life time and worked and studied all hours god sent, it all paid off and he was marked top of the class and given the placement.

On the day Jonathan started his placement at the Rhinewood institute for electronics he was informed that he would be working along side Dr. Theodore Rhinewood himself.
Jonathan got the shock of his life when he was introduced to Rhinewood, as he was the one and the same Doctor that gave the lecture on electronics at the youth centre.
Over the course of his placement the old man and young student became close friends, this friendship leading Rhinewood to confide in Jonathan that in the 40s he had been the Amazing Blue Bottle - a superhero that fought in the Second World War. Seeing in Jonathan a dedication and honesty that he thought he would never see in the youth of today the old man showed the Jonathan his old battle suit.
There and then in the basement of the Rhinewood’s house the two men made a packed that Jonathan would take over the title and legacy of the Blue Bottle and in return he would help the young man build a bigger and better suit to fight evil in the world. Jonathan jumped at the chance firstly to be able to work on a private project with Rhinewood and secondly he wanted to be able to help innocent people like his family to life their lives without fear.
The project took on a life of its own, even when Jonathan went back to university he would spend every waking hour in the basement with Rhinewood creating new circuits, better armour and more advanced weaponry. They even created a devise to shrink the suits wearer to the actual size of a blue bottle.
One evening Rhinewood was reminiscing with Jonathan over the battles he had fought against the nazi war machine when Jonathan asked him why he had taken the name blue bottle. Rhinewood explained that as a kid he had been fascinated with insects and in his few the Blue Bottle was one of the warrior races in the insect world. This discussion went on into the early hours of the morning, the two men theorizing what it would be like if they could build a devise that would allow them to communicate and control insects. Maybe it was the lack of sleep or just the fact that they were scientist who wanted to push the bounds of science to its limits but over the next three years the two men put aside the new battle armour to explore this possibility.
The finished product was a circuit that could be implanted into the back of the users neck attached to nero pathways in the brain. The body’s electrical pulses would power it and a small part of the brain would control it. In theory with the chip installed the user could emit an electrical pulse on the same wavelength as that used in the insects brain there by giving the user limited communication abilities with them.
The problem was all this was theory but after long discussions Rhinewood, against his better judgement allowed Jonathan to become the test subject. It wasn’t long after the operation that the real power of the chip became known running some tests the two men realised that the chip had tapped into other abilities granting Jonathan not only the power to communicate with insects but by changing the frequencies in the pulses control them and even see through their eyes at great distances.
With these new found skills Rhinewood and Jonathan turned their attention back to the Blue Bottle battle suit knowing that with these extra abilities Jonathan would be better prepared to fight crime.
As the suit was nearing completion Rhinewood, who had been feeling unwell for a couple of months, was told he had an incurable brain tumour. He knew his time was short and worked night and day to complete the suit before his mind failed him. Seven years after the two men first met the armour was completed Rhinewood now in a wheel chair looked on proudly as Jonathan stood before him in their finished creation. Doctor Theodore Rhinewood died peacefully in his sleep three weeks later knowing that the legacy he had created as a young man in the 1940’s would live on through the spirit of a young man he had come to love like the son he never had.
Now Jonathan holds true to his promise to his old mentor and goes fourth into the night to do battle with evil in the name of THE BLUE BOTTLE and the memory of his old friend.
 
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John Brooks was always different; from an early age things seemed to go missing around him or when down in one place would appear few minutes later.
Unbeknownst to his parents John was born a mutant it was later thought this was due to his mother’s job as a specialist in radiology, that in the first few months of pregnancy John had be exposed to high levels of X-rays that triggered his mutant gene before birth. John was raised in a loving environment, his parents taught him good values and morals that would be the backbone to his believes in later live.

It was around his tenth birthday that his parents noticed his powers for the first time and put two and two together. They were in the garden one sunny afternoon when they heard John shouting for their pet cat to come down from a tree at the bottom of the garden, John’s father went to see if he could help only to watch in amazement as John pointed his finger at the cat and, pop it disappeared only to reappear in John’s hands seconds later. John was quickly ushered into the house where his mum gave him a check up. After a long talk and the realisation that John was a mutant his parents persuaded him not to use his powers in front of anyone except them, but they felt that as this power was part of their son he should learn to use it so while at home, with just the three of them about he was allowed to practice.

In School john excelled in the sciences and upon leaving he went to Cambridge to study medicine. Leaving after seven years with is doctorate and masters in biology and chemistry.

He worked for five years in a hospital near his parents but became frustrated with the bureaucracy of the profession, it was at this time he was approached by Mr. Whyte, the head of a new government department dealing with the problem of terrorists, both normal and super powered. He had been told that John was an excellent doctor and that there was a place in the department for him as the head of a medical back up team, their job would be to go in after a raid and stabilize any wounded team members or civilians. John saw this as a great opportunity to help people on the front line rather than patching up the drunks and wackos in A&E and accepted the offer.

Life was thrilling for John after that, he travelled the world with his team and became friends with some of the toughest super powered people in the department. All this time though he kept his own power secret, who would want to know about his weak little power to move objects when the supers in the team could rip steel apart with their bare hands.

Everything changed one particular rescue mission; a group of terrorists had captured the British embassy in a little South American country and were threatening to kill the hostages unless their leader was released from prison (he had been captured months earlier in a bomb attack in a shopping centre). The four man rescue team went in but were unprepared for the fact that the terrorists had hired themselves some super powered mercenaries and with in minutes one was injured, one dead and the other two were pined down. Viewing the carnage on the remote cameras all John could think about was his friends and the hostages, grabbing his medical equipment he ran into the building. Once inside he located the team and attempted to reach them. As he ran across a room to get to them one of the terrorists opened up with a machine gun, at first everyone there thought he had been hit but something unbelievable happened, as the bullets got within an inch of John they winked out of sight, seconds later the man who had shot at him screamed and fell to the ground with six bullets in his chest.

Having no time to think about what had just happened John reached his friends. Assessing the situation he knew the only way his injured teammate would survive was an immediate evac, but being under heavy fire this seemed impossible. John took a few deep breaths to calm himself knowing exactly what he had to do, radioing the medical team outside he ordered them to clear an area to the north of the building in view of the window he was looking out of. That he had one serious case with multiple laser wounds and to be ready to receive him. With that he pointed his finger at his patient and, pop he vanished seconds later he got an astonished call from his medical team that “The patient has appeared and is stable.” Smiling he turned to the others and said it was time to go and with that popped each of them in turn to safety, lastly he bent and closed the eyes of his dead team mate feeling angry that he hadn’t been fast enough to save him, he pointed his finger and sent him home. Now on his own he realised that the hostages were still in the building so he went to find them, what actually happened in the following half an hour no one knows except John but when the shooting and shouting was over and the backup team stormed the building John was sitting on the stairs in the hall with the hostages by his side and dead gun men and unconscious super villains all around.

After John’s debriefing he was confessed to being a mutant and the department sent him to be tested to see what the limits to his powers were. They learned that John was a teleporter but not like any they had seen before, he was unable to teleport himself but could use his power on others as long as they were in line of site. He was able to teleport items out of peoples hands (like guns) and teleport his target very fast on the same spot thereby disorientating them and if done long enough led to unconsciousness.
If this wasn’t enough the most amazing side effect of his power his ability to surround himself with energy field that teleported way anything that touched it. Thus someone hitting him would disappear to reappear somewhere else, but the most disturbing use of this power was that he could teleport a missile attack back onto his attacker (this seems to happen automatically) as in the incident with the gunman at the embassy.
Testing also showed that this power had its limitations and sometimes damage got through, thus it was decided to provide John with lightweight body armour. This allowed him to see in the dark and have its own air supply in case of gas attacks, the suit also had jets in the boots to give him the ability to leap great distances, as his powers didn’t work on himself it was felt he would need some means of getting in and out of the fire zone quickly.

A year of intensive training later the Anti-terrorist squad got its doctor back but this time he went in with them on missions, knowing that wasted time was wasted lives. The department heads wanted to call him Transporter but his team felt he deserved something more fitting to what he had done and it wasn’t long before his code name was changed to RESCUE.

As RESCUE John also helps out local authorities with accidents and has also been lent to other superhero teams that may need medical backup for dangerous adventures. In his spare time John works for a charity hospital, which he part owns and runs with his mother and her colleagues.


John is 5’11” and of athletic build. His hair brown and cut short and his skin is tanned, the one thing that everyone remembers about him when asked is his piercing grey green eyes that seem to look right into your soul, but which also reflects the compassion in his heart.

John has a caring manner and a comforting word for everyone he treats. He has seen and been touched by violence in his life and knows that to stop this force sometimes needs to be used. It is not in Johns nature to go out of his way to hurt someone but he believes a terrorist makes his chose in live by picking up a gun or setting off a bomb and if they are hurt as a result of their actions then be it on their own heads.
As Rescue John will assess the situation before him deal with the wounded and let the rest of the team do the dirty work relying on his energy field to remove any possible threat from his immediate area.

CONTACTS AND ALLIES
1) Mother – Rose Brooks Professor of radiology
2) Father - Robert Brooks Professor of robotics
3) Code Blue rescue team – consisting of the following members
White Light (energy projectionist)
Magnum (Weapons specialist with body armour)
Smoke (Mutant with the power to go incorporeal)
Gig (computer expert with the power to control machines)
Bedrock (the muscle)
4) Mr. Whyte – head of the anti terrorist department.
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William Barnet was a world renown forensic scientist who had cracked dozens of cases for the police in his career. It was then no surprise when his services were called upon to collect evidence against a leading figure in the underworld in a multiple murder investigation.
One evening William found what he needed to crack the case while examining one of the bodies, all he needed to do was extract the DNA from the body and match it to that for the suspect. While the sample was being processed William went up stairs to report his findings and to let the detective in charge know that he was close to getting the evidence they needed.
Unbeknownst to William the detective’s partner was on the pay roll of the suspect and in no time at all there were thugs on the way to ransack the morgue and destroy the evidence. While this was all happening William grabbed a sandwich and coffee from the canteen and headed back down to the morgue.
The extraction process was well underway and William was half way through his second sandwich when four men burst into his lab. Moving quickly they grabbed William and tied him up. Then started to search for the evidence. After ten minutes with no luck, and getting more and more edgy because they were in the basement of a police station they decided the quickest way to find it would be to torture William.
They carried the struggling scientist over to the dissection table and started to remove his fingers. By the third finger William was directing them to what they had come for. It was then the bent cop came in to see what was taking so long and was horrified that they hadn’t blind folded William and that a terrified William had just seen his face. There was no time for niceties the cop grabbed one of the scalpels and plunged it into William’s chest puncturing his heart. With the dead body the thugs opened the embalming tank and dumped the body in to it closing the lid behind them and made good their escape.
Hours later the detective in charge of the murder case came down to get the DNA results only to find the morgue ransacked and William’s dead body floating in embalming fluid.
William’s body was removed to another morgue for autopsy and the scalpel bagged as evidence.
In the early hours of the following morning the police were called to the morgue
Someone had taken William Barnet’s body all that was left at the scene was a pair of wet bear foot prints on the tiled floor.
A week after William’s disappearance someone broke into the evidence locker at the station and stole the scalpel that had been used to kill William. The police put it down to some very sick murder souvenir hunter and closed the file.
Over the next few months four bodies turned up all with the same M.O. All the bodies had been subjected to server decay all had died in agony and all had the look of terror on their faces. Then a cop turned up dead in exactly the same fashion but with this was a file containing all of the cops dirty dealings his connection with an underworld big name and a description of his part in the killing of William Barnet and links to the four previous bodies and that crime.

William Barnet Didn’t die that night somehow the embalming fluid fused with his DNA and reanimated him. After his death he left the morgue under his own steam after coming round. He broke into the police station and stole his scalpel as he sensed a connection to it. Then set about collecting evidence to link all the people involved in his death together. He then went hunting with the soul intention of reeking terrible revenge on his murderers.
Now he has fulfilled his mission he prowls the streets helping those in need and righting terrible wrongs against the innocent.

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The embalming fluid fused with William’s DNA somehow reanimating his dead body and granting him certain abilities. Just by touching something or someone he can make them/ it decay and turn to dust, he can also reverse this process. He can also regenerate wounds inflicted on him and is immune to aging, disease, exhaustion, starvation and suffocation. The fluid has also made him tougher and faster than a normal human.

He also has a connection to the scalpel used to kill him not only can it cut but each time he uses it on a living thing he can drains life essence from its victim through the blade.


As the undertaker William wears a Victorian undertakers outfit complete with black long coat, black trousers, black waist coat and white shirt. The costume is topped off with a black tall had with black ribbon rapped round it with the ends flowing down the back. Since his death William’s skin has taken on a pale green hue, his hair has gone white at the front and his eyes have turned pure white.
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Do you have SUPERS sheets to go with these?

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