Tanc, The Jack of Clubs

Real Name: Gus McHenry
Super Hero/Villain/Renegade/etc Name: Tanc
Title: The Jack of Clubs
Alignment: Villian
Age: 31
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Hair: Red
Eyes: Green
Height: 5’ 9”
Weight: 150 lb



Costume Description/Image:





Personality: Tanc may not be the brightest but he is extremely loyal. He tends to walk around in a drunken stupor most of the time and could be called a happy drunk until something causes him to be otherwise. He is prone to major mood swings which can flip in an instant. One of the worst things to do is to treat him like he is still a child because despite the way he looks, he is much older. While he can be difficult to stop once started, he does have a respect for power. He seems to forget about the things that send him into a rage fairly quickly and once the event is over he shifts back to being his normal self.

History: Gus was born into the McHenry clan in Ireland. At the age of 10, his family moved to Dublin in order to find out why he was so much smaller than other children his age. Doctors managed to find that he was born with a genetic anomaly which caused him to age at a slower rate. However, this was only partially correct as they would find out later. In high school, he was made fun of all the time due to his small size which put him in a depressive state. He started drinking in order to cope with the teasing and soon found that he had superpowers. A broken hand later, he found that he did not have these powers when sober but could heal faster. This discovery helped him gain confidence and he soon “thanked” the people who “helped” him find these powers. He soon dropped out of school and began a life of bar hopping. He never really “paid” for anything since he figured why pay for what he can just take with his own power. He was only arrested once for drunkenness and it cost the city of Dublin millions in taxpayer dollars to rebuild the destruction he left in his wake. Several officers were seriously injured in his rage, as well as, a few squad cars and building fronts. When they finally managed to get him into a cell he promptly broke down every wall between him and freedom. The media gave him the nickname, Tanc, since he was almost impossible to stop once he got started. The citizens weren’t the only ones watching. He was soon recruited into the Wild Cards and given the title of Jack of Clubs. Exact membership details are unknown except to those in the organization.

Powers:
Tanc was born with a genetic anomaly which is activated by alcohol. The ingestion of alcohol super accelerates the myofibrillar hypertrophies in his muscular tissue and accesses his adrenal glands in order to gain temporary super strength, agility, faster reflexes, and can withstand abnormal amounts of trauma. The more alcohol present in the bloodstream, the stronger the effect. There is a limit to this increase and when it is reached it is possible for him to go into a comatose state. However, the ingestion of alcohol still affects his control and ability to think clearly so he becomes an unpredictable berserker.
The anomaly also causes cells to regenerate at a faster rate in order to compensate for the side effects alcohol wreaks on his body. This regeneration will only occur if there is low levels of alcohol in the bloodstream. The regeneration also causes him to look younger than his actual age.

PowerGrid:
INT 1
STR 6
SPD 3
DURA 5
EP 2
FS 5
Stats are assuming the max boost he can attain at this point.

Roleplay Sample:
Modern day
The bartender at Griff’s Bar notices a young kid stumble into the bar.
“Hey kid. Are you old enough to be in here?” asks the bartender motioning to a bouncer in a corner.
“I don’ know. Is ‘his the daycare?” replies Tanc.
“Look kid, it looks like you’re already drunk so you should probably just get on home.”
The bouncer in the corner steps behind Tanc and prepares to grab him.
“I swear to drunk im not God” slurred Tanc.
“I think it’s time for you to go little man” chuckled the bouncer as he grabs Tanc’s arm.
“If I were could do this, am I drunk?” hiccupped Tanc as he snatched the bouncer’s hand and broke his fingers.
The bouncer cried out in pain and swung a right hook and connected with Tanc’s face sending him to the ground.
“That took care of him” *Snore* “Is he asleep?” asked the bouncer as he bent down to look.
All of a sudden Tanc pops up, startling the bouncer, and rolls over the bouncer’s shoulder to his feet. The bouncer turns and takes a swing at Tanc but at the last second Tanc bends forward smashing his head into the bouncer’s stomach knocking the wind out of him. As the bouncer keels over, Tanc loses his balance and trips over the bouncer sending them both crashing into a table. Tanc stumbles to his feet and notices part of a chair leg sticking out of his arm and pulls it out like it were just a splinter.
“Huh. Whudya know…I must drunk be.” Laughed Tanc as he stumbled back into the street.
The bartender just stood there in shock and awe at what had just occurred. Never in all his years working there had he ever seen a drunk beat the bouncers. *He looks over at the unconscious form of the bouncer* Not only had the bouncer been beat but the drunk hadn’t even seemed to have noticed that he was fighting. Breaking the fingers was on purpose but the rest just seemed to have been an accident. and he even took a few hits but they didn’t seem to faze him. He was like a tank and just kept on going like the car he just ran over wasn’t there.

If something doesnt make sense let me know. Id appreciate any input.

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Trashing inactive and unused character.