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| Subject: Mike Stokes Mon Nov 12, 2012 7:55 pm | |
| Mike Stokes===IDENTITY=== Full Name: Michael J Stokes Codename: N/A Nickname: The Mouth Alias: Mike Stokes Age: 26 Birth date: 24/7/85 Classification: Human Affiliation: Villain
===PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION===
Hair Color: Dark Brown Eye Color: Green Height: 6'3" Weight: 244lb Other: N/A ===POWERS=== Powers: N/A
===PSYCHOLOGICAL PROFILE=== Likes: Solving Problems Lets face it, people need to die, it's the law of inevitability, Mike likes to be the middle man between People and their passing on to the afterlife...or whatever you care to believe in. Help them find their way there, give them that helping hand. It truly is quite the service to provide.
Things That Go Boom Might be a disorder, but Mike likes his Action Movies, and in Action Movies, 'Boom' is generally a main tag to put on them. And whats better than the Movies? Reality.
Himself Everyone has some form of ego, even the minutest. But Mike's is far from minute, you could feed the poor twice over with Mike's ego. Why being stranded on a desert island wouldn't be much of a problem for Mike. To him there's so many good thigns about him he can dwell on.
Dislikes: Heroes Who are these creatures? I say creatures, because at there core level, they cannot be defined as people like you & I, they go around, telling people what they can and can't do...for what? Are they the police? Do they have any idea!? Any idea who I am!? Grass grows, birds fly, sun shines, and I hurt people. If they think that their heroic antics...more apply named "disturbing interruptions" can stop me!...Well, they're one wrong cookie. Sorry! Sorry! Mike found a way around the 4th Wall again...I'm so sorry...
Things Not Going to Plan More importantly, the Things that make Things Not Go to Plan (See above) but when things go wrong, Mike's patience becomes null and void, and he'll have just about every ounce in his body ready to kill the thing that screwed things up, and if they can't be killed, Mike usually ventilates it out on the nearest object, living or inanimate.
Garden Peas If there's a thing worse than heroes, its Garden Peas, they're like Kryptonite...yuck.
Strengths: Silver Tongue Born with it, Mike has a fluent persuasive speech, he could influence Eve to take an apple from the tree of knowledge again.
Weaknesses: Human Like any other of Mike’s great species, Stokes is only human, he can be weakened, injured, defeated or killed, and would eventually tire out.
Nagging Injuries The years of battling the world’s heroes, and villains, Mike gathered himself some battle scars, and nagging injuries, as mentioned prior, migraines play a big hindrance on Mike’s day. He usually pays the best for massages.
Ego Both a strength and weakness, the ego of Mike’s can allow him to get just too cocky, possibly allowing his enemy to take the advantage.
Skills: Peak Human Accuracy With his fire arms and gadgets, Mike’s accuracy would be like getting a thread through a needle with his eyes closed. Despite a great in his aim and accuracy, Mike always has the chance to miss. Wounds in battle could also affect his accuracy, for example being dazed or injuries to his arms, hands or fingers. This also aids Mike in his swordsmanship, trained by the League of Assassins, Mike could split a flee in half with a blade.
Agile Mike keeps himself physically fit and durable for all times, his workout is usually his main concern, even known to make his plans while working out, of cause, this isn’t always just in the gym, if you catch my drift.
Hand to Hand Combat For instances without anything that goes click or boom, Mike has extensive training in Taekwondo for hand to hand brawls with his enemies, he isn't a master at Taeknowdo, as the Martial Art more or less integrates into his Brawler type fighting style, his punches land quite the blow, but his power relies specifically in his legs, which are Mike's strength when it comes to brawling.
Stealth (League of Assassins) Extensive training with the League, watched over by Ra’s Al Ghul himself, Mike was trained to be much more quite and stealthy in situations in where he’s not needed to be seen, this isn’t his most favorable option as to entering and leaving with a bang, but it comes in useful when necessary.
Techspert Mike can’t shoot lasers from his eyes, or lightning bolts out of his arse, but Mike and Modern Day Technology go together like his wink and his smile. Weapons, defenses, materials and most of all…explosives, Mike has the ability to make fire-power that could bring down an army.
Equipment: Weapons Dual M1911 Handguns (Single Fire, Semi Automatic, .45 ACP Cartridge)
Heavy Duty Machete (20 Inch Blade plus 5 Inches for the handle, a Titanium blade with a Teflon handle grip, holstered on Mike’s side.)
Apparel Light Armor (Consists of kevlar vest armor, jeans and equipment strapped via attachable holsters around the jeans, used for tasks that don’t require special equipment, an attire like this can take a moderate amount of damage for Mike, good for strewn bullet or two and ok with up close and personal fighting. Allows Mike more flexibility and agility.)
Heavy Armor (Consists of a Full Body Armor Jacket, Combat Trousers, and a Belt to store most smaller items and allow space on the body for more weapons. Great for a barrage of bullets and can protect against a fair amount of bladed attacks and is fire resistant, doesn’t allow much flexibility and pretty much totally immobilizes agility for Mike.)
Other Equipment (Optional) - C4 Blocks (Short Range, used to take out things in close range, usually whatever it’s placed on) - Smoke Grenade(Fills an average office sized room for around 30-60 seconds) - Flash Grenade (Dazes people in range of 8ft or less)
Habits/Quirks: Booze, women and smoking, the more than easy to understand top 3 of Mike’s habits, of course making things go boom as well. Mike has also picked up a delightful taste of music, delightful because of its aggressive expansion across most genres. The genre played fitting the mood he is in on the day, and yes, he likes to bring it on the road with him. Using music whilst doing business is more of a theatrical & deceptive tactic if anything, letting the enemy know that Mike isn’t taking them seriously can rile them up, make them make mistakes. And on the other side, if you want to lure out/away someone, they usually like to know where that piece of Mozart is playing from.
Personality: You could be able to fly around the earth backwards to go back in time, or be able to walk on the sun, or shape shift into anything the imagination holds. But if you were one statistic different to Mike, an inch smaller, a pound heavier, a hairless on your head, he would instantly place himself as the greater being in the subject. If you were on a general happy terms with mike, you can find that he is a pleasant, wise cracking chilled out guy. But, most people Mike meets aren't on social levels with him, therefore they get the insult throwing, slur spitting, generally unhappy and ready to hurt-Mike.
===PERSONAL BACKGROUND=== Family:Grace Kensington – Fiancée - Deceased Place of Origin:Gotham City History:One of the many dark and gritty alleyways is where Mike was born, no not as a baby, but the Mike you’ve heard of so many times before. A man who would blow you up so much as look at you. And when Mike was “born” he felt…free. Freedom, in the form of confusion and fear, he didn’t know who he was, he didn’t know where he was, he didn’t know if he’d left the gas on at home, because he didn’t know where “home” was. He didn’t know why he should worry about the two bodies near him, because he didn’t know them. The feeling of being free, in a most sinister way.
It wasn’t till Mike was eventually picked up by a Cop on night shift that he was identified as ‘Officer Stokes’, and taken in for questioning on the account of 2 murders, Mike didn’t kill those people, or he didn’t remember killing them, this sent Mike into the mindset that if he couldn’t remember it, he didn’t do it. And felt he wasn’t going to be blamed for such claim. And Mike resorted to the one instinct he could: Survival.
It was an instinct known to any living thing, no exceptions. Sat in the processing room, just before he could get mug shot taken by the Officer, Mike lunged at the Officer, using the chain of the handcuffs to choke the Officer to death; Mike raided him of his handgun before he made his way out of GCPD via a pried open window. It wasn’t long before the helicopters were searching, and the dog teams were hunting.
Mike sought shelter in the sewer system of Gotham City, spending the next few weeks sleeping near lit trash cans and barrels with homeless men, women & children of the city, forced to seek warm and shelter where the Rich’s waste is sent to, Mike found his name out by the GCPD badge he’d found in his jacket pocket. The next few days were spent asking for directions to an address on his ID card. Until he eventually found that place to, his apartment, which was currently being renovated, not by any contracted builders, just some unfortunate thugs sent to toss the place for evidence, and Mike made sure they found what they were looking for.
The weeks after were spent searching the corpses of the men for evidence, visiting bars, clubs, & casinos of Gotham City in the process to get more in, and lots of fighting to go along with it, by guys looking for one, or the for the people who thought Stokes knew too much about these men. A particular event in a bar known as The Stacked Deck, his antics caught the eye of Salvatore Maroni, who gave Mike an offer he couldn’t refuse, to take out the people Maroni didn’t like, and what Mike would receive in return, a handsome paycheck courtesy of Sal Maroni.
Whilst the money could’ve been spent upgrading his living quarters, or his mode of transport, or a haircut, Mike invested into paying different bars and clubs to both advertise and host several fighting events. The events took place in a quiet room away from the bar, the upstairs cellar, the basement, wherever it wouldn’t attract attention from Gotham’s finest. With the unified love of beating someone senseless, Mike found that the men who joined this crowd covered the whole range of class lifestyles, store clerks, janitors, builders, bankers, men who were escaping from their everyday to take off the mask and be themselves, not to fear over their mortgages, their car, their job. Mike had met what was to be his Project, his own gang of men, who are looking to show a world where you wouldn’t need to worry about corrupt politicians and business men looking to take you of your money, where your life is earned by what you do for society. Of course with a change as big, there needed to be sacrifices.
It was evident between both parties that the relationship between Maroni and Mike was growing weak, what was a unique little trade for Sal was more than he bargained for, thugs began recognizing Mike, and traced him back to Maroni, an end Maroni needed to cut loose, as Sal informed Mike when he visited his house on the outskirts of Gotham, that he wasn’t getting any more money, and was then shot in the stomach and left outside to bleed to death. However, Mike had his gang in reach of the form of a phone call, as after Mike was treated for his wound, the Project stormed Maroni’s mansion. Killing his workforce, capturing Maroni, and the last Mike saw of him, nailing shut a crate containing him bounded up, on its way across the sea by freight carrier.
After turning into his own private organized crime gang, it was the Project’s new job to begin fighting for control in Gotham, their antics weren’t going unchecked, GCPD were constantly reporting to gang shootings, assassinations, bar brawls, Mike and his crew were wiping clean the forces controlling Gotham, not ruling out the Government either. During this time, Mike was also making a personal name for himself, as these so called Heroes sprang up like when you clank the cat bowl with a spoon. Many battles ensued with the heroes from around the World, Batman, Eleman, The Flash and many more.
Jump City had been a short period of the Project’s power. As Mike fought with foes like Robin, Super Girl and Beast Boy. But was ultimately lost when Mike’s focus went back into Gotham, with Two Face’s power rising.
Steel City was the next task for Mike, like Gotham, Steel was filled with the corrupt and the dirty, a place that Mike could refer to as a home away from home. But Steel City intended to be dark days for Mike, after fight after fight with Spider Girl, Mike was left victim to a betrayal by his former crew The Project, to the a Russian crime brothers known as the Sokolov’s after being left in a deep coma by one of the brother’s superpowers, Mike awoke, and found his revenge, single handedly bringing down the Sokolovs, The Project and ultimately himself in one night.
Weeks later, Mike was restored to live by the Lazarus Pit, in which he gave his body to be trained by the League of Assassins, watched over by Ra’s Al Ghul and his daughter Talia. Ra’s saw this as a ends to a mean, Mike’s power reshaped people’s lives, Ra’s saw this as to use to help the League accomplish its own goals.
After the League of Assassin’s training, Mike wasn't seen or heard of for months, the most you would hear of him was people reliving their memories of him, using his name as a ghost story to other thugs. Most considered him dead, and he was….was. - Quote :
- Hello, if Ninjafox hasn't informed the rest of Staff (I'm prety sure she has, but just incase) this is Mike, an unfortunate incident of not being able to login into my original account, and with that accounts contact email being locked also (Microsoft suck at unlocking accounts) I've had no other choice than to create a new account, and with Ninjafox's consent, allowed to move Mike over to this account. Whilst I'm not sure if I need to reapp or not, I needed to edit the one I originally had. There are a few bits I am hazy with, for example I wouldn't be sure if Peak Human Accuracy would be considered a power or not, and to elaborate, Mike is not a master in Taekwondo, anyway, if you have a problem, I'm sure I'll be notified with a post below. But other than that, a thank you for reading, here's hoping College doesn't bump its way between us again.
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