Freerunner

by Guest January 18th 2011, 6:57 am

Real Name: Jordan Hatcher. (Benedict Johnson)
Super Hero Name: Freerunner.
Title: "The Dagger"
Alignment: Good.
Age: 28.
Gender: Male.
Race: Human/Hybrid Hyper Soldier from the 'Hyper Program'.
Hair: Dark Brown.
Eyes: Dark Brown.
Height: 5ft 10inches.
Weight: 200lbs.

Costume Description: Jordan wears a complete black & dark navy blue balistic body suit with matching head mask, gloves and boots which makes it more of a complete, tight fitting armour suit which helps him to keep a very low profile. The helmet mask is completely fitted over the head. To help keep his identity a secret, the eye covers are black polorized to aid in this, however it looks more like a completely fitted mask with only a small slit for the mouth (e.g. think Batman Beyond, Spiderman & the Flash but a thinly armour plated one and you get the idea). This too as well as his body suit is balistic proof and can resist shrapnel, concussive force, water, sharp blades and sporadic gun fire. This includes matching armour all over the body i.e. chest, legs, torso, shoulders, back and arms.

The entire suit (boots, helmet, body suit and gloves) is breathable, extreme condition resistant (heat, radiation, toxins, corrosives, cold, moisture etc.) and insulated. The whole body armour incorporates weapon placing around the body, with everything else the Hyper warrior needs to fight with including knifes, grenades, spare ammunition, communication equipment (although this is built into the suit) and other equipment etc. As Jordan has been using it for some time, he has learned how to perform maintenance on it and adjustments and knows everything there is to know about it. The equipment placing around the body can be adjusted to suit personal and/or mission requirements. The suit itself also masks an IR signature as well as heat.

Personality: Jordan is a very witty and quick thinking man with a great sense of humour. Despite his military background, he is still a strong believer in the Roman Catholic Church and he often attends mass where he hopes he can find God's path for him. This reflects in his personality greatly as he is a very selfless man with much to offer anyone who needs help. It is only when faced with a threat that his thinking changes to a warriors one. He is always calm in the face of great danger and will always do what needs to be done to destroy any great evil that could be causing harm. There is no mission he has found to be beyond his scope. No matter what get's in his way, his determined and courageous attitude steers him through until he finds a way to overcome any obstacle in his path.

History: Jordan was born and grew up just outside of London, England. His mother and father constantly pushed Jordan and his older brother and sister to do well in their school work. Even from a young age though, Jordan knew he was destined to be a soldier and wanted to make a positive difference in the world. After attending Catholic Schools and leaving at the age of 16 having passed all of his exams with high grade passes, Jordan turned his sight on the most elite and professional fighting force in the United Kingdom; the Royal Marines Commandos. After passing his selection tests and then passing through his recruit training, he went onto specialise in the Brigade Reconnaissance Force at the age of 19 and it was then that he turned his eye to Special Forces. By the age of 21 he had already had almost 3 years of combat experience under his belt, having gone around the world in the fight against international terrorisum and peacekeeping in various areas of conflict.

From here he applied for the Special Boat Service and passed his selection and training. After servivg 3 more years with the SBS he transferred over the the British Army's SAS (Special Air Service) for more land and air based counter terrorisum training as well as additional roles. When Jordan turned 25 he volunteerd himself for a new anti-terrorisum unit which was being set up jointly by the United Kingdom and the United States of America. Once Jordan had signed on he was put into a special unit called 'Deep Dagger'. All 50 members were the best hand picked warriors in the U.K's and U.S's militarys. These 50 would be the new sharp end of the coalition's fight on terroriusm. Two weeks later they were sent on their first mission into a vast mountain range somewhere around the middle-east.

They went in under the radar to wait for a heavily armed militia group to attack a village and start snatching young boys and men away to brainwash them into fighting. Once the militia showed up they were to engage and destroy the enemy with extreme prejudice and then cross the border back into a safe zone to be picked up. Once the milita turned up, the 50 waited in their concealed positions and then engaged the militia. However the mission went wrong and their intelligence on enemy numbers was incorrect and someone had double-crossed the coalitions agents with the intelligence provided. Before now the militia had only sent in small raiding parties to gather supplies but this time they came in their hundreds from all directions. Outnumbered and outgunned, Deep Dagger fought their way out.

Because this was far across the border, they weren't able to call in air support as they were never supposed to be there, something had to be done because the middle-eastern armies were struggling to catch up to these radical militia groups as they dispersed across the countries and into hiding again. It became clear to the members of Deep Dagger that this was a well planned ambush. As they began their fighting retreat back to the safe zone border they came under relentless attacks from wave after wave of milita. Of the 50 that went, only 10 made it out back to the extraction point, they had fought and killed hundreds of enemy combatants though. Upon returning home he quit the armed forces and became dissillusioned with what he thought was an honourable job. Jordan left the country and went travelling across the world to think about his life and what it mean't.

On his travels he visted Israel where he studied and mastered Krav Maga. Shortly afterwards he moved off to the far east where he travelled around learning different styles of martial arts, each time he learned a new style the more open-minded he became to how he could push his body to greater limits. He found that it invigourated him again to start feeling better about himself. Having had such a thorough military and martial arts background, he found it a lot easier to learn new techniques, something which astonished all his teachers. Before he went home, he headed out to Japan in search of Ninjutsu. In order to become a Ninja he had to prove himself several times that he had the will and dedication to take it on. Each time he came through far better than his instructors could dream of. As they realised his potential they took him underground into their secret society and disaplined him in the Bushido and the art of Ninjutsu. Again, he was testsed over and over again, and each time he triumphed.

Once he became a member he led his Ninja clan against other clans which had been corrupted by organised crime. After a short while, Jordan feared he was being used as a tool in a game of power which he did not fully understand or want to be a part of and so he chose to leave. His Clan forbid him to leave but Jordan offered to fight for his freedom against anyone or anything and they chose to let him go, knowing whoever had faced him would have almost certainly have lost to him. Jordan travelled back to England where he applied for the armed forces again. A day after he reapplied, he was visited at home by the joint-commanding Generals from 'Deep Dagger'. They offered Jordan a choice and asked him if he wanted to become part of something called 'The Hyper Program' and reminded him of what had happened to him on his last mission and how they could make everything change for him so he would be unrivalled on the battlefield and in the fight against evil.

They told him that he was being called upon to serve once again to protect humanity and the good of the world. He never did manage to cut the strings of attachment based on right and wrong. Jordan chose to go with them to see what the program was all about. He was taken to a deep underground facility off of the coast of the U.S.A, somewhere in the Atlantic Ocean where it could easily be hidden and kept secure from intrusion and escape. There he was told that both governments had jointly agreed that they needed Hybrid soldiers to finally finish off the war on terrorisum because too many lives were being put at risk by an enemy that would not stop. They needed soldiers that could penetrate the most deadly and secure of defences, achieve their objective and then get out again without getting caught, even if they had to fight their way out.

Jordan agreed to do it but only if he was doing an honourable job which would make the world a safer place to live. Jordan was then introduced to three others, two of them were American and the other was English like Jordan. Each member of the programme was at the peak of human fitness and of the highest military standard, including Jordan. One by one they were each administered a special forumla of advanced protien complexes with advanced genetic and chemical compounds which was injected into each of their spines, solarplexis and limbs. Each one was administered at the same time into the muscle, into the blood stream and into the bone marrow while simultaneously being gased with the same formula through a fitted breathing mask in order to maximise the formulas saturation into the body, completely bonding with the blood and quickly enough, every molecule of their body, transforming their molecular structure and DNA.

The team of scientists explained that they were the only ones alive who could possibly have the mental and physical stamina to deal with the strain it would put on their body when they first induced it into their bodies. Jordan and the others managed to take the forumla in 100% and survive with peak super human ability but it would take at least a week before the effects of the formula could fully yield maximum results or death. They were then plugged into bio-electric sensors and then rendered unconscious by a powerful sedative desgined to keep them asleep for 48 hours so they could do the proper tests and experiments needed.
Dubbed 'The Hyper Forumla', it increased Jordan's muscle mass and vasty increased his bodily functions many times greater than they were before. The tests revealed that where other test subjects had died before them, this time only Jordan survived and had exceeded all possible expectations and yielded the absolute maximum result with the forumla. He never saw the other paticipants again, they were removed from the testing facility. When he awoke it was clear that everything about them him had changed. After running some thorough tests and allowing him adequate recovery time, the scientists had undoubtedly concluded that he would be changed forever. It was not long before he was then put into training environments and simulations to test his skills and re-educate him on how to interact normally due to the 'restructuring' of his body and it's functions and movements.

Jordan performed past all expectations again. Shortly after he was issued a new advanced titanium-kevlar fabric woven body suit which was lightly armour plated and armoured head masks that were completely breatheable and insulated which they could wear and to protect their identity and bodies. Jordan was now known as 'Hyper Warrior' and he was reassigned back to England. Shortly after returning back, Jordan was taken for a complete performance test to measure his strength, ability, speed, endurance, agility, durability & his mental aptitude. Jordan never did reveal how fast or how strong he truely was to the government because he felt they had other plans for him. Realising this Jordan kept a close eye on what was going on around him and made up his mind that he would not accept missions which he had strong objections to. While on leave, Jordan took his survival suit with him and on his months off, tackled criminals and organised crime which was trying to infect the streets of the U.K. This was not done without being watched though, as he is a military superweapon, his commanders keep a strict eye on him and he cannot cross too many boundries when fighting crime. Jordan left the military and took several of the Hyper survival suits with him. This has led to the government attempting to pursue him but due to his training and abilities, they have never been able to catch up with him. Jordan has since fled to the United States of America where he had heard rumours of possible 'supers' like him. The stories he had heard only made him want to go and find these others himself, whether they were good or evil. He now resides in New York working as a low level construction worker to help keep a low profile.

Criminals that Jordan has roughed up and got convicted have given him the name 'Dagger' as the only thing they can remember before being knocked unconscious is a small bladed type of logo on his body suit on his upper left pectoral, just where the heart would be under his suit. The media refers to Jordan's antics as 'The Human Shield' due to him putting his body on the line to prevent accidents and tackling crime, as there is little footage or pictures of Jordan doing his work, the media remain facinated with him, so much in fact that most of the stories out there about him have become urben myths and/or legends. Jordan took on the alias for his work, Freerunner. This wasn't hard thought but it was something that was typical of him by the way he travelled and fought. The criminal underworld across the globe has begun to fear him as much as they despise him.

Powers/Abilites: Jordan has had thoroughly intense and extensive military training, starting out in the British Royal Marine Commando's and then moving onto Special Forces where he trained to be an SBS operative and then moved on with other training with the 22nd SAS Regiment in order to enhance his skills as a soldier. Since joining the Hyper Warrior Program, he has recieved extensive zero-gravity and high gravity training designed to increase his strength and speed as well as give him valuable experience in how to fight in those environments.

Jordan is trained in the mastery of many martial arts, acrobatics, weapon systems and combatives including: Krav Maga, Kali, Taekwondo, Sambo, Hapkido, Muay Thai, Brazillian Jujitsu, Jujitsu, Kyokushin Karate, Judo, Boxing, Kendo, improvised CQB (close quarter battle) techniques, Ninjutsu, Bushido, Akido, Parkour (Freerunning), military close quarter combat (including use of unloaded weapons in hand to hand fighting), mastery of weapon systems, sniping & counter sniping, long range reconnaissance, interrorgation & resistance to interrorgation training, counter IED warfare, disguise & deception, advanced driving and tactics, maritime raiding craft expert, anti-air; anti-vehicle & anti-armour training, heavy weapons training (anti-tank, artillery & mortars etc), signals and telecommunications training, oxygen deprevation training, high and low level free-fall & parachuting expert, air and maritime assault and reconnaissance expert, energy weapons training, extreme weather warfare and survival expert, diving and sea exploration expert, jungle warfare expert, urban warfare expert, arctic and desert warfare expert, explosives and demolishions expert, counter terrorisum expertiese, stealth & stalking, counter revolutionary warfare, guerilla warfare, mastery of hand-to-hand weaponry (all western and eastern styles of hand to hand weaponry e.g. swords, spears etc), meditation, gymnastics and acrobatics.

All of these are at the peak of super human ability which he constantly trains and adapts his own style to. Jordan also has some basic and some fluant language skills in Latin, Japanese, Korean, Filipeano, Gaelic, Chinese, Thai, Hebrew, French, Spanish and Arabic. He can also impersonate some western accents: North American and Canadian.

Before being given The Hyper Formula, Jordan operated on the same level, if not more than a top Olympic level athlete due to his military training and his martial arts training. After the formula, Jordan was able to run at speeds in excess of 100mph and still demonstrate far greater acrobatic ability and agility than any other person. Being able to move at great speed allows him to run up structures and even across water due to the sheer kinetic energy he can maintain while running. His strength increased massively and he is able to lift up to 200 tonnes in weight. Jordan has the strength to be able to easily bend reinforced steel with his bare hands and smash right through reinforced concrete walls with ease. Jordan can also jump long distances and land perfectly from great heights. He has quite often on missions, jumped straight out of helicopters and aircraft without a parachute. Due to the increased density and strength of his body tissue and bones, bullets smaller than a 8.56mm round will do little damage to him although under sustained fire he can be killed as he is still a human being.

He can withstand severe impacts and his bones are virtually unbreakable. While he was tested and actually shot at, gunfire affected him and slowed him down but it did not kill him, a 7.62mm bullet fired from 10 meters away penetrated only 1cm of his flesh. Jordan's body reacts much faster and his reaction time to gunfire is so fast that he can literally dodge bullets and other fast moving projectiles. Due to the formular, subconsciously his mind switches without changing his thought pattern. When he is in battle or decides to concentrate, everything slows down around him. This is because his brain can process more information at a phenomenal rate which in turn, along with his decreased reaction time, allows him to move and think much faster. Jordan's muscles have little-to-no build up of lactic acid and if any is built up, his bodies systems swiftly removes it and breaks it down and destroys it like a bacteria or a toxin.

This gives Jordan phenomenal endurance, giving him the ability to perform at top speed and strength for hours on end without getting drained. Due to the enhanced nature of his bodily functions, Jordan also heals much faster than a normal human does and that in turn has also slowed down the effect age has on his body and he now ages slower than normal humans. Before he was given his armour, Jordan's arm was badly broken in a so-called 'training battle' against hundreds of heavily armed insurgents with tanks and artillery. Within 2 hours it had healed completely and gotten stronger than before. Jordan's enhanced immune system has made him immune to infections, disease, most toxins and a much higher resistance to all radiation.

As part of his genetic visual enhancements, Jordan can also adjust his own vision to see up to a distance of 100 meters or more and still see everything in perfect detail. Jordan also has perfect vision at night and when his vision is obscurred through things like smoke and water. Due to his resistance to toxins, his body can resist things like CS gas however, due to enhanced muscle mass and nerve functions, like all humans he has a voulnerability to electricity. Although he can take this to extremes, his body recovers much faster than a normal humans and it would take a much higher voltage of electricty to kill him and incapacitate him. As well as his sight, Jordan's hearing ability has increased, and just like his eye-sight, he can even fine tune it to the level it needs to be at e.g. to listen to sound further away, such as someone at a distance speaking very quietly, or listening through walls etc. It is so finely tuned that he can hear a pin drop in a sandstorm. As he is able to regulate his senses, weapons such as flash and/or stun grenades have little effect on him and because Jordan is special forces trained, he has been trained to work under the effects of such devices and still do his job properly.

Power Grid:
STR - 4.
SPD - 4.
END - 4.
INT - 2.
EP - 2.
FS - 6.

Character Image/Description: Standing at five feet, ten inches tall he has a strong muscular, built athletic somatotype that is quite lean with less than eight percent body fat. He is White/Caucasian and his dark brown hair is always cut short in a military fashion although he has taken to growing it from time to time or completely shaving it all off. Typically he is seen with it cut short though. He has serious looking dark brown eyes which tend to light up the second he smiles which makes people tend to warm to Jordan but not quite figure him out. He is often clean shaven but again, like his hair he sometimes takes to growing facial hair. He also has a strong set of well kept teeth and a warm, relaxing smile to match. He always wears a small rosery bead necklace that was handmade for him.

Roleplay Sample:
The sky is dark and thick with cloud cover as a thunderstorm brews in the heavens. On top of St. Pauls Cathedral, Freerunner crouches powerfully infront of a huge cross, maintaining a perfect balance on the balls of his feet. Hearing the change in the wind he knows the rain is about to fall and he looks up hopefully into the night sky as it begins to fall gently at first before openening up into a massive thunderstorm. A plus for him as it reduces the visability for his target and increases the environmental noise level, making a stealthy approach much easier. As the rain comes down onto his body he raises a hand up and moves his fingers in motion with a light breeze before levelling his head again and looking out onto the horizon over the city of London, standing up in front of the enormous cross as he does so. Freerunner has studied his enemy very carefully and watched as the police have raided this drug lords warehouses and come up with nothing everytime due to tip offs from inside the police, Freerunner remains confident he can catch this corrupt police officer in time.

He knows his target will be passing through central London tonight, exactly ten minutes from now in a six vehicle convoy with his close protection thugs with him. They will be high on drugs and stimulants themselves but they are fanatically devoted to this crime lord and will do anything. As he concludes his thoughts, Freerunner sets off the roof in a spiralling leap onto another rooftop as he makes his way to Westminister. Freerunner gracefully leaps and flips from roof to roof, across street after street on schedule. His jet black, armoured siloute barely untraceable in the night sky. Within a minute he is ontop the the Houses of Parliament and he begins to stalk the road opposite it as he waits for his target to drive by, moving carefully as he does so because he is only too aware of the pathway opposite him across the Thames river which he could be seen from and have his cover blown. Soon enough the convoy approaches.

Freerunner took no weapons with him tonight as he had no need for them, only his plasticuff ties and medical packs. Freerunner looks closer, the retinas in his eye adjust and he can see his target in the back of the the vehicle using a mobile phone. His vision returns to it's normal state and Freerunner counts down from 10 as the lead vehicle in the convoy approaches. He thrusts himself from the roof, projecting himself into a huge leap from the explosive force he produced from his thighs from the Houses of Parliament into the air, coming straight down ontop of the lead vehicle, crushing the bonnet and flipping the 4x4 over onto its roof. The thugs in the next vehicle havent even got their hands on their weapons yet as the driver hits the breaks. Freerunner moves swiftly in a graceful but aggressive motion. His surroundings seemed to have completely slowed down as he comes around from the left hand side of the road, he looks directly at the driver of the next vehicle, his mouth closing to an agonising bite with exaggerated slowness as he desperately tries to break. Freerunner smashes his fist through the right hand window and pulls the driver out in a sharp, swift motion. The driverless car smashes into the overturned lead vehicle and the rest of the convoy follows suit as they all panic and hit their breaks hard. Freerunner switly moves from vehicle to vehicle, moving around the entire convoy and knocking out each of the thugs as they attempt to get out of their transportation to try and shoot him.

Tourists and people on the pavements duck and cover as broken glass and debris showers the road and flickers onto the pavements. Freerunner moves rapidly from left to right, knocking out each thug with swift, calculated blows to their jaws and heads. Within a matter of seconds the assault is over and all the thugs lay unconscious. The exaggerated slowness of his surroundings suddenly ends and normal time seems to carry on. As Freerunner quickly turns around to look at the centre vehicle again, the crime lord has gone, scrambled off down the road in a hopeless attempt to escape. He hasn't got far. Freerunner sets off in a leap and lands ahead of the crime lord on a small crossing bridge over the Thames. He stalks his target as he panics, gasping for breath as he shoves other pedestrians out of the way in his desperate but hopeless attempt to escape. Freerunner lets the fear set into this mans eyes and burn deep into his soul. He continues to stalk the man and then makes his move. Catwalking on the bridge top he flips around the side of the bridge and lands in front of the crime lord, following up with a swift jab to his solarplexis, crippling his target with an angonising, gut wrenching blow.

The crime lord crumbles to the floor in a heap, just before his head makes contact with the ground, he is suddenly lifted up by the collar and hung over the bridge with only the cold waters of the Thames River below to break his fall. Freerunner brings his face closer to the crime lords. "Where is the last deposit?" he barks angrily at him. The crime lord spits blood and coughs violently, "If I tell you....I'm dead...". Freerunner replies with a threat again "then things aren't looking too good for you here either, because I'll drop you right here. The fall will break your legs and probably your arms too...you'll drown. Do you know what it's like to drown? Because I do and you don't want to experience it". The crime lord chuckles and tells Freerunner that is an easier fate than the one the others would put upon him if he gave up the deposit. Freerunner's eyes hardern inside his mask as the determination to get information and the truth is of unspeakable resolve. "All of your thugs and so called 'friends' have all, only had a taste of what I'm capeable of doing to you all if I have to...don't make the mistake of thinking I won't kill you if I have to."

By now the sound of helicopters, police and other emergency service sirens fill the surrounding area, echoing louder and louder as they race to Westminister. Freerunner turns his head around, listening in to the sounds of the emergency services racing to the scene. Locating them his quickly turns and faces the battered criminal he has firmly in his grasp with one hand. "You've got five seconds......five...". The crime lord suddenly tells Freerunner that the deposit will be making it's way through London tonight. 50 tonnes of drugs from the Brixton area of London being taken from the back of an illegal nightclub owned by the area's enforcer that works for him. Freerunner lifts him up back over the balcony using the same arm and smacks him across the jaw with the free hand, shattering his jaw completely and knocking teeth loose. He then applies a quick choke hold to the crime lord and renders him unconscious within seconds. Freerunner lifts him over his shoulders and leaps back off the bridge and back onto the main road where the convoy was destroyed. Pedastrians are still lurking about the scene and the police have now arrived with helicopter support and ambulance crews.

Freerunner lands right in the centre of the destroyed convoy and lays down the crime lord in front of the police who immediately respond with "you again?!". Freerunner stands relaxed, "he'll tell you anything you want to know, if he doesn't I'll be back to finish the job". The policeman smirks and points upwards as the police helicopter circles overhead, keeping its heat-sensitive camera on Freerunner. He looks around as police secure weapons found on the thugs and as they quickly seal off the road. The policeman turns to a croud of people gathering nd tells them to move on. As he turns back to face Freerunner, nothing is there. Only the dissipated sound of the police helicopter as it attempted to give chase to Freerunner as he accelerated away from the scene too fast for anyone to keep up.

In the distance, Freerunner moves fast leaping off of roof tops. In his mind he remembered how It took him a while to get the art of roof leaping right. Sometimes they gave way under the force but with practice he managed to learn how to do it properly. He thought nothing more of the matter as he pushed on out of London and concentrated on when he could hit the next target in Brixton. This time he would take inventory......