===IDENTITY===
Full Name: Evan Gerald Sapp
Codename: Sicarius
Nickname(s):
Alias(es):
Age: 21
Birth date: February 13, 1991
Classification: Human
Affiliation: Neutral (Assassin / Body Guard)
===PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION===
Hair Color: Blonde hair (usually military cut)
Eye Color: Bright Blue
Height: 6 ft 3 in
Weight: 266 lb
Other:
On each arm Evan has identical tattoos of the grim reaper.
He also has a scar on the left ear between the tragus and earlobe from a sport incident.
===POWERS===
Powers:
Enhanced Reflexes: The speed at which he reacts allows him to dodge fast-moving projectiles such as arrows and bullets.
Enhanced Strength: Originally bench pressing at 695lb his powers allowed him to left about 3 times more then that.
Enhanced Speed: Ability to run at speeds of up to 30mph and long distances
Enhanced Stamina: His stamina is surprisingly high making him surpass the limitations of a regular human.
(Ex: If he were to bench 20 reps of 2,000 lbs it would be the equivalent of a regular man doing 20 reps of 160 lb. In terms of fatigue.)
Weaknesses:
Though strong he is still human and is vulnerable to anything a typical man is. His durability is that of a human . Guns knives,etc can hurt and even kill him.
===PSYCHOLOGICAL PROFILE===
Likes:
Sports
MMA/UFC
Reading
History
Working out
Family
America
Animals (not cats)
Dislikes:
Bullies
Cowards
Ignorance
Patriots (Football)
Losing fights
Un-Patriotism
Strengths:
Great Leadership Skills
Great People Skills (to reasonable degrees)
Great at giving advice and helping with problems
Is able to read people well
Has patience
Skills:
Skilled Martial Artist
Weapon Expert (Swords/Pistol)
Map Reader
Equipment:
Two IMI Gold Desert Eagle. One on each leg strapped above his knee.
- Spoiler:
On each arm Evan has two poison laced throwing daggers. Always laced in Blue Krait venom.
Three Katanas on his back.
Pair of brass knuckles in his pockets.
The items listed are is usual weapons that he carries all the time during his nights out.
He has a huge room filled with different weapons from guns, swords, grenades, ect ect ect
His outfit consest of starndered military secret ops desing for protection. The outfit being black with traces of grey for stealth. His helmet has built in heat/night vision goggles. His boots also are steal toe'd for an extra kick. The outfit is also supported by traces of latex for extra movement when he increases muscle mass.
Habits/Quirks:
He tends to have a soft spot for women
When thinking he has a tendency to pace
Tends to joke to much
Personality:
Blunt and comes off uncaring
Despite that he is very light hearted and is caring to those he loves
Very protective and would protect a friend and a loved one in a heartbeat
Gives people a hard time (jokingly) if he dislikes them
===PERSONAL BACKGROUND===
Family:
Deceased and/or living [father]
Place of Origin:
USA
Current City:
Both Steel and Jump (Going back and forth for missions)
History:
For the most part Evan grew up a normal boy, except for the fact he has super human strength. He was born in America but raised in Germany. His father was a Capt. in the United States military and was shipped to Munich. He was raised completely by his father and other military personnel. He never had a woman’s love due to the fact his mother died during birthing him. Growing up on a military base Evan learned how to shoot, defend, read maps, and more from his father.
During his years in Munich he was educated on base and even was allowed to play sport for a local high school. He quickly became a star athlete and student. He did however get into many fights with town children. His father never truly disciplined him though as his father saw nothing wrong with a good ole’ fashion brawl. By the age of 18 Evan’s life changed drastically during a harmless game.
Evan and his father were playing a game of war with some other soldiers and Evan had lost most of his men to his father. While attempting to flank his father’s left side he hid behind some rocks and barrels. Just as he was about to give his men the order to attack, a powder grenade exploded next to him, getting powder in his eyes he slammed into the barrels breaking them. As he did so he let out a scream as he fell onto a pile of used syringes. The field doctors told him he was fine and Evan continued to live out his life.
Once Evan turned 20 years old, he and his farther moved back to America. Even began to have night terrors and odd muscle spasms. One night while the spasms where bad, he tore the door off while leaving his room to get water. Shocked and scared Evan went to his father who told him he looked bigger. Scared they took him to the hospital to find out Evan strength and others senses had been multiplied ten-fold. For the next year Even learned how to control ad hone his new powers, later becoming a assassin/bodyguard for hire.
Sample RP
Ethan stood on the rooftop to the dollar store staring out at the the pizza shop in the distance. He was a bit nervous as he rubbed his hand together. It was his first mission and it was a big one. A local gang leader who called himself ''Barry the blade'', was killing local push boys and the mother of one of the boys wanted Barry dead. Barry is an arrogant man who walks around town a lot so finding him wasn't hard. Evan has to kill him and make sure to not be spotted by the cops in the back street during his getaway.
''Come on Ethan this is cake.'', he muttered under his breath as he unstrapped his blow dart gun and reached for a dart. He was glad the night was not windy as he watched Barry and two of his men walk out of the pizzeria laughing. As Even put his dart he judged the distance to be about 170 ft. ''Perfect. I can hit this in my sleep.'', he said grinning to himself as he proceeded to lift the gun to his mouth and take aim. Barry stood there laughing and throwing pennies at a car pulling into the pizza shop. Barry struck a fighters pose laughing as the car drove off, smiling Evan shot as the dart shot out hitting the back of Barry's neck.
Even began to strap the blow gun back to his back as he watched Barry grab his neck cursing out loud and looking around. ''Now just to get out out of here.'' ,He said chuckling to himself as he pulled out a smoke bomb and stood over the cops on the other side of the building. Throwing the bomb on top of the car he then heightened his strength and jumped off the roof onto the cop car using the momentum to roll of and sprint forward. He ran forward leaping up and over a chain fence into a backyard. As he landed he caught his balance and ran across the yard and street into a new yard. Grinning in the shadow he knew he had done it, his first hit, his first step to making a difference.
Mon Jan 22, 2024 9:45 pm by 
Subject: Sicarius 
