Mr. E

by **Mr. E** January 14th 2013, 2:57 pm

Mr. E
Inter planer man of mystery

Basic Biography

Real Name: Philip Edwards
Renegade/Hero/Villain Name: Mr. E
Title: Detective
Alignment: Neutral good
Age: 43
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Hair: Black
Eyes: Brown
Height: 6'3
Weight: 240 lbs
Blood type: O+

The Looks

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The Legacy

Personality: Philip is very dedicated and hard working, to the point of obsession. Once he has a problem to solve, he never stops trying. The only exception to this rule is for people that he respects and likes. Of course his insaitable curiosity will lead him to finding out a lot about a certain individual no matter what. There are some lines he wont cross.

He is a hard ass and doesn't have much of a soft spot for anything other than children. The soft spot comes from a remorse he carries around with him after a tragedy struck a close friend. He uses that though, to further fuel his drive, as he hunts for people and creatures out there, that would do harm to a child.

History: Philip was born in Toronto, Ontario to a police family. His father, brothers, sisters, uncles, aunts, grand father, etc etc, all the way down his family line were in law enforcement, so long as it was there in one form or another. Some crooked, some bad at their jobs, some legends. But all cops. He didn't deviate far from his families law enforcing heritage; signing up with the military he eventually became an MP.

While serving overseas in the middle east one day, he was on leave and exploring the city he was stationed at. A little drinking and fooling around with friends ended up with him lost in some back alley at night. As he was walking he heard some screaming, and his protective instincts kicking in, he busted into a basement off to the side, breaking through the rotting wooden door with a firm boot and little trouble. What he saw was something he was never prepared for. Blood everywhere, humans cut up and piled all over the room, and there standing above one of the most terrified children he had ever seen, was a cultist, of some faith he had no idea, wielding a sinister curved knife.

Had he known then, all that he knows now, he would have recognized the symbols painted with the blood of victims. Would have noticed that the piles of body parts were actually grisly shrines. And he would have realized, that he was walking into a summoning ceremony. The man at the altar had it all set, so one more death would summon the spirit of a Djinn into the room to inhabit the living vessels within. But he didn't know any of that. So when he pulled his Model 29 .44 Magnum revolver and shot the man dead? The spirit entered the room, and fractured itself. Stealing the boy's body for it's own, and cloaking Philip in it's ethereal shroud. Granting him the inconspicuousness he would so come to value later in his life as a detective.

But in that moment. When the dark power was washing over him. As he stared into the eyes of the young boy while the humanity was stripped from him... He had no idea what was happening. He just knew it was wrong. Wrong on so many levels. Wrong in ways he could not even begin to grasp. And he knew then. That someone, some how, had to police things like this. So that innocents like that child wouldn't be at risk from the things that go bump in the night.

So he did research on what he had seen. Constantly digging deeper. And there was always deeper to go. Eventually he lost his job because of his obsession. There was always more to know! More to learn! He grew mad with trying to separate the facts from the Disney world fiction. Eventually he found a mentor. A man without a name, beyond master. The man trained him in different ways to fight. Helped open his "Third eye" so he could understand the subtleties in different magics, and even took him into other realms of being. Including the Astral realm, the world of dead, a world of demons, and many worlds of wonder. Traveling these different planes he learned much of himself, and the universe as a whole. Now with the knowladge of how to find these portals. The information he needs to detect the workings of magical creatures in the world, and the eye to know them from us, he has set himself on a quest to police the places in between to defend the world from things that would do it wrong.

Now? When things go bump in the night? He bumps back.

The Powers

His only power is a shroud that is always over himself. It doesn't make him invisible, but it just makes him seem mundane, and easily over looked, especially in a crowd. If he is in a place where he shouldn't be, it has less of an effect, but still helps him sneak about. Until he starts doing things to bring attention to himself, the sounds he makes are also muted by the shroud. Even when he has someone's attention, like during a fight. It obscures his facial features so most people aren't even sure what ethnicity he is.

The last trait the shroud has, is it makes him easily forgettable. Unless that person has strong feelings or opinions(Positive or negative) about him, he will slowly fade from their memory, until he is either completely forgotten or the mind makes it's own memories of someone else doing the things he did. He can drop the shroud every hour or so.

Grid
Intelligence: 7
Occult: 7
Strength: 3
Speed: 3
Durability: 3
Ability: 1
Fighting Skills: 6
Magic: 0
Spells: 0
Flight: 0
Wealth: 1