Alexander Viktor Fotais
===IDENTITY===
Full Name: Alexander Viktor Fotais
Nickname(s): Alex
Codename: Bodycount
Alias(es): Alex Orange (What he usually goes by), Adrian Octane
Age: 15
Classification: Human demon hybrid
Affiliation: Chaotic Evil
===PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION===
Hair Color: Light brown
Eye Color: Piercing blue eyes
Gender Male
Height: 5'7
Weight: 115
Other Traits: Scrawny lanky build. Wears eyelashes around the right eye.
===POWERS===
Powers:Regeneration:
The best part about being half demon is the healing factor, or well in Alex's opinion anyway. Alex can heal from minor injuries like cuts, bruises, and even broken bones in minuets however gunshots and stab wounds will take a good twenty four hours to heal. Any major injuries like a bullet to the head or decapitation will definitely result in death and unlike his mother he cannot grow back any limbs that are cut off.
Demon Physiology:
Alex is maturing into a very fit young halfling. He can run at speeds of nearly thirty miles per hour, has excellent agility that helps him scale walls with ease, and can lift nearly 1,350Lbs. He take up to 815.56C or 1,500 degrees Fahrenheit before it becomes too hot, and on top of it all he's still not near peak nor done growing.
Skills:Alex is a very well rounded fighter who has learned to use his environment as a weapon through experience.
Highly skilled at setting fires, creating makeshift explosives, and demolition in general.
Can use most firearms.
Highly skilled with smaller blades
Weaknesses:Holy weapons or blessed salts
Not a ranged fighter without assistance of a weapon
Equipment:Knives, razor blades, household chemical bombs, and candy
===PSYCHOLOGICAL PROFILE===
Personality:Alex has always been a little different… Alex is a sadist who enjoys inflicting pain on most people and generally seems either happy or out of his mind or both. He will at times have that “the lights are on but nobody’s home,” look about him, but make no mistake every act he commits is deliberate. Rarely will he show his true rage, but when he does it can be extremely dangerous for whoever is on the receiving end. Finally, Alex is rarely loyal to anyone and quite the snake to most but in rare cases when someone actually wins over his affection he’ll become clingy and dependent on that person.
Strengths:Very smart
Constantly viewing every situation to see how it will benefit himself.
Is ready to throw someone under a bus to save himself (literally).
Interests/Habits:Likes to collect weapons
Kleptomaniac in some aspects
===PERSONAL BACKGROUND===
Family Members: Charissa Fotias- Father
Unknown woman- Mother
Place of Origin:England
History:Alex was the product of a one night stand between a demon and a human woman who either didn’t want him or couldn’t keep him. Alex was dumped into her Majesty’s foster care system at birth, and bounced home from home. He’d been raised by everyone from dangerously religious people in the sticks to abusive creeps in the cities. No matter how bad the families were however Alex always seemed to be put back into the system. He was labeled a problem child early on, and never really received love growing up. Whether it was his rough upbringing, the demon blood in him, or just something wrong with his head Alex embraced all that he could do wrong. At around the age of eight he started stealing, ten he began to fight, and eleven he learned how much he loved to set things on fire. At the age of thirteen Alex was sent to a boarding school in America that specialized in troubled youth, but promptly ran from the facility as soon as he could. He quickly made his way to Jump via stolen cars, and freight trains. He learned how America’s underground worked from afar, and once he arrived in Jump he put it to use. Now he’s accumulated a small amount of wealth and is beginning to pop up on police watch list all over the city, but anyone who watches his behavior can tell he’s planning something…
Sample rp:"It doesn't have to hurt... But I'm going to make sure it does..."
The explosions ripped through the wall of the high school, and sent staff and students alike flying. The leader of the heinous assault stood among the rubble with his rifle slung over his shoulder. As he adjusted it to take aim at his targets, anything that moved, he grinned a wicked smile that could stagger even the most hardened heroes.
"Say cheese!"
The madman screeched before firing into the crowd of staggering civilians. As sinister as it may seem this was noting more than practice. Alex smirked as he turned to see several heroes rushing towards the scene to stop him. The real fun was just beginning for him.