Discord

Real Name: Adam LeVeut
Super Hero/Villain/Renegade/etc Name: Discord
Title: Discordian (formal). Most other names are self-appointed nicknames.
Alignment: Villain
Age: 38
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Hair: Blonde
Eyes: Blue-grey
Height: 6'7"
Weight: 205lbs

Costume Description/Image: Discord always dresses in flamboyant clothing mirroring his eccentric personality. While his costumes vary, they are almost always made up of bright colours such as various shades of pink and orange.
His preferred costume appears to be more of an assemblage of different clothes than an actually professional costume. His pants are a dark orange colour, tucked into his steel-toed black boots that run up to a few inches above his ankles. His belt is bright white with a large buckle depicting a toothy smiley-face. He sports a custom made black leather jacket with hot-pink fur lacing. Beneath which he wears a white t-shirt with his symbol (a smiling sun with a black heart beneath it) upon the back. His face is almost always covered by a simple balaclava with eye-holes. The balaclava also has a toothy smile imprinted on it, and his eyes are covered by tinted sunglasses that Discord wears at all times, completely concealing his eyes.

Personality: Discord is an extremely carefree nihilist who displays a complete disregard for the lives of both himself and others. Some would say he has lost faith in humanity, while he himself would say he never had faith in it. He believes that humans are born without purpose in life, and that they are only kidding themselves by pretending otherwise. In response to this, he has formulated his being around "going along with the joke" by making a blatant mockery of it and showing just how ridiculous it is. He accomplishes this in many ways, almost all of which revolve around harming others in sadistic ways, the majority proving lethal. He believes that murder is the ultimate way of expressing how helpless people truly are, as he states "It doesn't matter if you're the beggar or the King, a bullet will still do you in all the same."

Outwardly, Discord appears childish and unstable, making others uncomfortable as it can be nearly impossible to tell when or if he's being playful or homicidal. Some claim he's never serious, while others claim he always is.

History: Discord was born and raised in an upper middle-class, suburban household by a father he often refers to as "Gruff but lovable." Surprisingly, Discord had an easy childhood. Popular in school and gifted by an ability to charm people of all ages with his upbeat attitude, Discord was well-liked by everyone he met. Inside, however, Discord felt a detachment from people that he could not trace to a source, as if he naturally had no care for the people around him. Over time, this feeling (or lack-thereof) developed into a dislike for his fellow humans, until eventually he came to despise them seemingly without reason. He carried this contempt with him through into his early twenties, until he murdered a man out of sheer blind rage. Rather than rot in a cell, Discord completely cut off connections with his former self, and adopted the title "Discordian". As Discordian, he found himself in constant rage, hating humanity for a reason he could not understand. It was not for some time before he finally reached the mindset which he currently has, acceptance. Rather than hating humanity, he chose to disregard it, grinding the idea of a human being down in his mind before it became little more than a joke, something to giggle at. He soon found that after this everything else began to humour him as well, until finally he found life itself to be a hilarious joke. With this in mind, he saw fit to shorten his name to Discord, and began his life as a devious and unpredictable criminal.

Powers: Discord has no powers.

Power Grid: (You have 22 points to spend on your Power Grid unless you can fly, in which case you have 20. Each stat can start at 6, not 7. 7 must be earned.)
STR: 3
SPD: 3
END: 4
INT: 6
EP:
FS: 6

Power Grid colours: Points-Pink/Slots-Black

Character Image/Description: Discord is a tall (6'7") white male with blue-grey eyes and short, unkempt blonde hair. Maintaining a well-toned physique, he is considered by many to be an extremely attractive individual.

Roleplay Sample: The usually bustling streets were almost completely deserted as the freezing night air swept through the city, forcing all but the most broken-in individuals to seek shelter within their homes and coffee shops. Out on the streets, homeless people could be found bundled up in whatever they could find, cursing the weather and wishing for day to come. One man however, seemed completely oblivious to it. In fact, judging by his casual strut and the ice-cold soda in his hand, one might assume he was actually enjoying it!

Indeed he was.

Discord was having the time of his life, a moment he seemed to have quite often. Strolling down the deserted sidewalk, singing to himself and sipping from his soda, he hadn't a care in the world. He never did.
As he made his way down the road, he stopped at an alleyway. Peering into the darkness, he could hardly see five feet into the cold depths. And so he promptly stepped into the alley and began walking deeper. He wasn't exactly sure why he did it, he just did it.
Sure enough, as he neared what appeared to be a dead end, he heard a voice call out to him; "You lost, bro?"
Turning his head slightly, he noticed three large men walking toward him from behind a couple dumpsters. Circling him a bit, they eventually came to a stop behind him, blocking the exit of the alley. "Pretty bad luck on your part, bro. Why don't you just hand over everything you've got?"
There was a brief pause as Discord looked them over before he looked away and began to chuckle. A low, menacing giggle.
The three thugs looked at each other before the one in the middle, seemingly the leader, spoke again; "I don't think you heard me, bro!" Pulling out a switchblade, he gave it a quick flick before charging at Discord, swinging the blade in a horizontal slashing motion. Casually ducking beneath the knife, Discord brought his soda bottle up and knocked it out of his hands. In the same motion, he brought the bottle smashing into the man's head, breaking it. Grabbing the stunned thug, he pinned his arm behind his back and brought the broken bottle up to his neck.
Facing him towards the others, he at last spoke. The words seemed more like a song, as if this was just daily routine.
"Well well well, what have we here? Gangsters, huh?" He let out another low chuckle. "This'll be fun."

6'7 and 175 lbs is pretty skinny. Do you intend on him to be that thin?

How did he come about gaining the ability to move at such fast speeds?

Other than that it looks fine.

Misses Blisses wrote:6'7 and 175 lbs is pretty skinny. Do you intend on him to be that thin?

How did he come about gaining the ability to move at such fast speeds?

Other than that it looks fine.

Oh goodness good point with the weight there! Edit'd.

As for his speed I kind of based it around more of an instinctive reflex than an actual ability. If that's unacceptable I can change it.

Reflexes are actually covered by FS.

3 Speed
4 Durability
6 FS

This is the grid that your character's history and personality would most likely resemble.

Looks fine to me. Approved.