Post by The Virus on Jun 6, 2009 18:57:45 GMT -5
OoC:
Name/Alias: The one and only Lee
BiC:
Full Name: Shane Goodall, now known as The Virus, Grim or Experiment H190
Age:20
Parents: Doesn't remember
Genetic modification: Disease
Alliance Chaotic Neutral
Experiment Level: [yellow]Yellow[/yellow]
History:
He grew up in the middle of a small, quiet town in California. Normal parents, normal life, normal everything. And he hated it all. He hated everything that qualified as normal. He hated his parents, he hated the preps and he hated society. Life was boring and maybe he whent out looking for trouble.
In high school, he started to dress goth and got beat up a lot in school for it. He enjoyed it. He was being different. And it was better than being like the rest of the goddamned sheep.
On his way home one night from school, he was abushed, but not by the usual gang. A cloth was pressed over his lips and the next thing he knows he is in a holding cell in some sort of building.
He was ushered into a white room, laid down on a table and for the second time in twenty four hours, he went out cold.
He woke up in a room, a huge gas mask covering his lower face. He groaned and looked down. "What the hell happened?" He questionned. And someone in another bed starts to laugh. "You're an experiment now, that's what happened."
"What?"
Over the next few years, he came to terms with being The Virus. He was taught by a few scientists how to control his ability to harm or to heal with the manipulation of viruses and bateria. It took him even longer to come to terms with his new face, rattier... he was part rat now, after all.
He's never hurt any scientists, but because of his... biohazardous status, he's still marked as a yellow experiment.
Appearance:
The Virus is sickly looking. He's got lank hair that's bright yellow in the front and the rest is black. It's shaved out underneath and he parts it to the right. He's got pale, ashy skin and dark circles around his eyes. He looks pretty sick, all the time.
His face is pointed and rat like. His got a sharp, pointed nose and all his features seem to line up to it's tip. His eyes are surprisingly big, but still manage to be rat like. His eyes are a bright highlighter yellow. His build is thin and bony. He stands with a hunch or a backwards slouch. He has five biohazard tattoos. Two over his wrists, one huge one across his back, a small one at the base of his neck and a medium sized one over his heart.
Personality:
Cynical, jaded and terribly sarcastic. He's rude, crude and as annoying as fuck. With a nasal drawl and a laugh like nails on a chalk board, this guy can get under anyone's skin, and that's usually what he's striving for.
He lacks social graces, so naturally, he's not too prone to making friends. And the people who DO try to be his friend, he usually pushes them away with his sarcasm.
Special Abilities:
Name/Alias: The one and only Lee
BiC:
Full Name: Shane Goodall, now known as The Virus, Grim or Experiment H190
Age:20
Parents: Doesn't remember
Genetic modification: Disease
Alliance Chaotic Neutral
Experiment Level: [yellow]Yellow[/yellow]
History:
He grew up in the middle of a small, quiet town in California. Normal parents, normal life, normal everything. And he hated it all. He hated everything that qualified as normal. He hated his parents, he hated the preps and he hated society. Life was boring and maybe he whent out looking for trouble.
In high school, he started to dress goth and got beat up a lot in school for it. He enjoyed it. He was being different. And it was better than being like the rest of the goddamned sheep.
On his way home one night from school, he was abushed, but not by the usual gang. A cloth was pressed over his lips and the next thing he knows he is in a holding cell in some sort of building.
He was ushered into a white room, laid down on a table and for the second time in twenty four hours, he went out cold.
He woke up in a room, a huge gas mask covering his lower face. He groaned and looked down. "What the hell happened?" He questionned. And someone in another bed starts to laugh. "You're an experiment now, that's what happened."
"What?"
Over the next few years, he came to terms with being The Virus. He was taught by a few scientists how to control his ability to harm or to heal with the manipulation of viruses and bateria. It took him even longer to come to terms with his new face, rattier... he was part rat now, after all.
He's never hurt any scientists, but because of his... biohazardous status, he's still marked as a yellow experiment.
Appearance:
The Virus is sickly looking. He's got lank hair that's bright yellow in the front and the rest is black. It's shaved out underneath and he parts it to the right. He's got pale, ashy skin and dark circles around his eyes. He looks pretty sick, all the time.
His face is pointed and rat like. His got a sharp, pointed nose and all his features seem to line up to it's tip. His eyes are surprisingly big, but still manage to be rat like. His eyes are a bright highlighter yellow. His build is thin and bony. He stands with a hunch or a backwards slouch. He has five biohazard tattoos. Two over his wrists, one huge one across his back, a small one at the base of his neck and a medium sized one over his heart.
Personality:
Cynical, jaded and terribly sarcastic. He's rude, crude and as annoying as fuck. With a nasal drawl and a laugh like nails on a chalk board, this guy can get under anyone's skin, and that's usually what he's striving for.
He lacks social graces, so naturally, he's not too prone to making friends. And the people who DO try to be his friend, he usually pushes them away with his sarcasm.
Special Abilities: