Techlord

Techlord
Player: Arbane
Origin:	Technology
Archetype:	Mastermind
Threat Level:	41
Personal Data
Real Name:	Unknown
Known Aliases:	Nerdlord
Species:	Human
Age:	19
Height:	5'11"
Weight:	120 lbs
Eye Color:	Unknown
Hair Color:	Unknown
Biographical Data
Nationality:	Rogue Islander
Occupation:	Archvillain
Place of Birth:	Mercy City, Rogue Isles
Base of Operations:	Various secret labs
Marital Status:	'
Known Relatives:	Parents
Known Powers
None
Known Abilities
Genius inventor
Equipment
Horde of killer robots, various other devices
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General Description

Brilliant inventor.
Meticulous planner.
Nervous wreck.

The teenager known as Techlord just wanted to run the Skulls out of his neighborhood, and built a robot drone to fight them. Just his luck that Majin saw him controlling it and was impressed enough to press-gang him into one of her schemes. He probably would have quit by now, but there's no safe way to stop riding this tiger before the end.

Abilities:

Mad-Scientist level genius, but a lot more stable than most of them.

Costumes and Appearance

His costume and invention look to be cobbled together from scrap parts from a dozen sources, but they function just as well as the best that Crey or Malta can make with an unlimited budget.
Techlord is fairly paranoid about keeping his real identity secret. Of the Wasted Youth, only Majin and Helot know what he looks like without his mask.

Recent Events

Techlord likes Helot, and the feeling seems to be mutual. They've had one official date so far, not counting committing violent felonies as a team.

Notes

He would like to keep the body count minimal. Despite calling his robots 'deathbots', they do have nonlethal attack options.
Built the Scrubbot. This may be his single greatest act of Mad Science.