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| player = @Markus Magnum | | player = @Markus Magnum | ||
| image = 3-29 100 markus.png | | image = 3-29 100 markus.png | ||
| caption = Commission By @timdoodles | | caption = Commission By @timdoodles [Twitter] | ||
| origin = Mutation | | origin = Mutation | ||
| archetype = Blaster | | archetype = Blaster | ||
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| alignment = 4 | | alignment = 4 | ||
| reputation = 4 | | reputation = 4 | ||
| identity = Secret [Known only to | | identity = Secret [Known only to a few] | ||
| years_active = [REDACTED BY FBSA-GIFT] | | years_active = [REDACTED BY FBSA-GIFT] | ||
| operations = Paragon City, RI | | operations = Paragon City, RI | ||
| citizenship = United States [Provisional] | | citizenship = United States [Provisional] | ||
| education = [REDACTED BY FBSA-GIFT] | | education = [REDACTED BY FBSA-GIFT] | ||
| occupation = *Security Analyst | | occupation = | ||
*Bodyguard | * Security Analyst | ||
*Bounty Hunter | * Bodyguard | ||
* Bounty Hunter | |||
| marital = Partnered | | marital = Partnered | ||
| powers = *Dual Pistols | | powers = | ||
* Dual Pistols | |||
* Enhanced Martial Arts [Modified SYSTEMA] | * Enhanced Martial Arts [Modified SYSTEMA] | ||
* Enhanced Sensory Perception and Target Acquisition | * Enhanced Sensory Perception and Target Acquisition | ||
| special equipment = *Dual Marakov TKB-023 Match Compensator Heavy Pistols | | special equipment = | ||
*RoboCV Surveillance Aerodrone | * Dual Marakov TKB-023 Match Compensator Heavy Pistols | ||
* RoboCV Surveillance Aerodrone | |||
| strength = 6 | | strength = 6 | ||
| endurance = 6 | | endurance = 6 | ||
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== Profile == | == Profile == | ||
<blockquote>"'' | <blockquote>"''Every man has his secret sorrows, which the world knows not; And oftentimes we call a man cold when he is only sad. | ||
:::- Henry Wadsworth Longfellow.''"</blockquote> | |||
=== Interview === | |||
[i]Makwa sits comfortably in a well-used recliner. He decorated his apartment in a way that was sparse but orderly. There is a lot of floor space, with most furniture hugging the walls.[/i] | |||
[i]His posture is one of a man who is constantly listening - his head cocked to one side, his posture ram-rod straight despite his advanced age. His hair is much longer now than when he first came to Paragon City, and cascades over Makwa’s shoulders and the tribal-print shawl wrapped around his narrow shoulders.[/i] | |||
[i]There are many streaks of iron grey in his otherwise raven hair, and a stern resolve in his posture. There are also many laugh-lines on a face otherwise accustomed to serenity. His blind eyes stare at the opposite wall. Today, though, his demeanor is solemn.[/i] | |||
=== Background === | === Background === | ||
Hektor is the a member of the '''Flores''' family, who have a reputation of being dragon slayers utilizing a special brand of swordsmanship. As the last member of his bloodline, Hektor inherited the Flores family's special swordsmanship, along with the magical lineage from his father, Joseph Rhys. Hektor lives in an apartment in Faultline with his sickly grandfather, and up til recently acted as his sole caretaker. Thanks to his recent employment through Phoenix Flight, Hektor has managed to hire a nurse for his grandfather, freeing up some of his time and allowing him to put more focus on his own interest and activities. | Hektor is the a member of the '''Flores''' family, who have a reputation of being dragon slayers utilizing a special brand of swordsmanship. As the last member of his bloodline, Hektor inherited the Flores family's special swordsmanship, along with the magical lineage from his father, Joseph Rhys. Hektor lives in an apartment in Faultline with his sickly grandfather, and up til recently acted as his sole caretaker. Thanks to his recent employment through Phoenix Flight, Hektor has managed to hire a nurse for his grandfather, freeing up some of his time and allowing him to put more focus on his own interest and activities. | ||
[Any RP Welcome] He moves like the great Dire Wolves of legend. His eyes, the color of slate ike the clouds that roll over the ruins of Saint Isaac’s Square, where he played as a child in Saint Petersburg. Can you imagine our stoic gunslinger as a happy, laughing dark-haired boy, chasing birds? The mosaics were so lovely there. Once. Then Hamidon came. Devouring. There were so many little ones. Cole banned The Lord of the Flies but it was still true, there. Then the old Corpselights of Leningrad arose, as if summoned. Why do they stare so? Trupoyedstvo. Why do they smile so? Lyudoyedstvo. The survivors were led to the House that Mercy Built. He was reforged. The injections. The mental conditioning. Sergei. Jason. One tattoo for each memory. Ah, love. Praetoria took that from him. But now that is gone, and he, like all of us, are rebuilding. Slowly. Quietly. - Interview, Makwa | [Any RP Welcome] He moves like the great Dire Wolves of legend. His eyes, the color of slate ike the clouds that roll over the ruins of Saint Isaac’s Square, where he played as a child in Saint Petersburg. Can you imagine our stoic gunslinger as a happy, laughing dark-haired boy, chasing birds? The mosaics were so lovely there. Once. Then Hamidon came. Devouring. There were so many little ones. Cole banned The Lord of the Flies but it was still true, there. Then the old Corpselights of Leningrad arose, as if summoned. Why do they stare so? Trupoyedstvo. Why do they smile so? Lyudoyedstvo. The survivors were led to the House that Mercy Built. He was reforged. The injections. The mental conditioning. Sergei. Jason. One tattoo for each memory. Ah, love. Praetoria took that from him. But now that is gone, and he, like all of us, are rebuilding. Slowly. Quietly. - Interview, Makwa |
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Profile
"Every man has his secret sorrows, which the world knows not; And oftentimes we call a man cold when he is only sad.
- - Henry Wadsworth Longfellow."
Interview
[i]Makwa sits comfortably in a well-used recliner. He decorated his apartment in a way that was sparse but orderly. There is a lot of floor space, with most furniture hugging the walls.[/i]
[i]His posture is one of a man who is constantly listening - his head cocked to one side, his posture ram-rod straight despite his advanced age. His hair is much longer now than when he first came to Paragon City, and cascades over Makwa’s shoulders and the tribal-print shawl wrapped around his narrow shoulders.[/i]
[i]There are many streaks of iron grey in his otherwise raven hair, and a stern resolve in his posture. There are also many laugh-lines on a face otherwise accustomed to serenity. His blind eyes stare at the opposite wall. Today, though, his demeanor is solemn.[/i]
Background
Hektor is the a member of the Flores family, who have a reputation of being dragon slayers utilizing a special brand of swordsmanship. As the last member of his bloodline, Hektor inherited the Flores family's special swordsmanship, along with the magical lineage from his father, Joseph Rhys. Hektor lives in an apartment in Faultline with his sickly grandfather, and up til recently acted as his sole caretaker. Thanks to his recent employment through Phoenix Flight, Hektor has managed to hire a nurse for his grandfather, freeing up some of his time and allowing him to put more focus on his own interest and activities. [Any RP Welcome] He moves like the great Dire Wolves of legend. His eyes, the color of slate ike the clouds that roll over the ruins of Saint Isaac’s Square, where he played as a child in Saint Petersburg. Can you imagine our stoic gunslinger as a happy, laughing dark-haired boy, chasing birds? The mosaics were so lovely there. Once. Then Hamidon came. Devouring. There were so many little ones. Cole banned The Lord of the Flies but it was still true, there. Then the old Corpselights of Leningrad arose, as if summoned. Why do they stare so? Trupoyedstvo. Why do they smile so? Lyudoyedstvo. The survivors were led to the House that Mercy Built. He was reforged. The injections. The mental conditioning. Sergei. Jason. One tattoo for each memory. Ah, love. Praetoria took that from him. But now that is gone, and he, like all of us, are rebuilding. Slowly. Quietly. - Interview, Makwa