Shade

by **Binary** December 24th 2013, 2:04 am

Shade
"Please don't be scared, I only want to help"

Basic Biography

Real Name: Unkown/Forgotten
Hero: Shade
Title:
Alignment: Lawful Good
Age: 15
Gender: Male
Race: Metahuman
Hair: N/a
Eyes: Glowing white with a twinge of red
Height: 5'3
Weight: N/a
Blood type: N/a

The Looks

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The image above is accurate except that Shade is all black with shades of grey that loosely define outlines. His arms end in clawed hands each possessing three fingers and a thumb. Past his waist his form becomes more ambiguous, blurring out into a flowing cloud of shadow that smokes upwards into nothingness like the rest of his body.

The Legacy

Personality:

Shade is timid and easily frightened. He is soft spoken and is not quick to conflict. In fact, before his run in with The Agency he was apt to avoid it at all costs. Despite this he has a kind and compassionate nature and will always but the needs of others, especially the ones he cares about above his own. Above all else Shade is afraid of the dark, a fear he has had to constantly deal with since his kidnapping and subsequent torture at the hands of The Agency. Because of this, and his undying urge to help others, Shade, when faced with danger exhibits a surprising bravery. Unfortunately he seems to only exhibit this when it is others who are in danger, not himself. If that is the case he will most likely cower, to frightened to use his abilities because they mean entering the darkness. But when someone is put in danger Shade will spring in to action, risking life and limb and facing his fears head on to ensure another's safety. Shade's appearance further amplifies his shyness as most people take one look at him and assume he is some dark creature of the night, a monster. Unless he feels comfortable or confident about his situation, it is unlikely that Shade will show himself to somebody unless absolutely necessary.

History:

Unfortunately much of Shade's past has been lost to him. He remembers no family, no friends, no life before the cell. Only darkness, that distinct primal fear of what demons lie in wait just beyond the veil of our sight when we shut our eyes and the darkness closes in. The cell, even though it is the first thing he remembers he knew it wasn't home. He was 14 at the time, stuck in a room with no lights, no windows, only the encroaching darkness and the horrors that filled his mind. Even then he had been called Shade, a code name given to him by members of the agency for the abilities that his meta-gene granted him. He looked like a normal kid back then, he knew it from the few glimpses of light he would get when they open a small door in his room letting in an impossibly bright beam of light. In those brief glimpses he received as they shoved a tray of slop in he confirmed with his sight that he had not in fact lost his shape and melded with the swallowing darkness.

It was maddening. Days passed, with only the twisted and guttural sounds of his screaming to keep him company and confirm that he indeed still existed. Time became immaterial as the walls seemed to march in on the poor boy threatening to devour him into the inky black night. Every now and then he would feel movement. Somehow they would transport him from his cell to another room, still dimly lit but enough that he could see his surroundings. He would already be strapped down by the time the black cloaked figure entered the room. He would later come to understand that this was a lab, where they tested on him different treatments to enhance or nullify the abilities granted by his meta-gene. regardless of the treatment it was always painful. Not only physically but psychologically. His keepers were so cold. he longed for human compassion, for some human contact to tell him he would not be returned to the cell where the monsters would come for him. He would scream at them to help to the point that words ran into incoherent babbling then died into a low whimper. All the while their cold expressions went unchanged, the ice in their hearts so thick that it permeated through their skin and caused the temperature of the room to drop a degree or two. There was no compassion for him. He was a beaten dog, trained to some ungodly purpose with no end in site. Only the torturous eternity in the dark and empty hell that surrounded him.

It was far too much for his small mind to handle and eventually Shade's caretakers got their result. It seemed like years since he had been let out. The hideous creatures of the dark ever encroaching on his feeble form. At any moment they would tear him limb from limb and no one would respond to his screams. In his fear the poor child snapped. He shut his eyes tight to the madness, finding no more solace in the pitch of his eyelids but some shred of comfort in the control. He screamed until his lungs gave out then screamed even more. When he finally opened his eyes, his breath exhausted he was not in his cell. No instead there was light all about him. It was blinding,. Surely this must be heaven, finally his torments were over he thought as he his eyes tried desperately to adjust to a brightness they had not experienced in his short memory.

Slowly they cleared, but not to reveal cherubs and the gates of St. Peter but a small field in wood, with light streaming in from the canopy above. It's beauty was tremendous, he would have cried had his body had the potential. He hurried off through the wood. He didn't know where he was going he just knew that he was out of their grasp for a moment and he wanted to put the world between himself and The Agency. It took some time but eventually he reached the edge and found the first human he had seen in a long time. "Please...you have to help me" his timid voice rasped unfamiliar to him with a dark and sinister echo. The poor person took one look at Shade and shrieked, screaming at the top of their lungs for the monster to stay away. Shade was confused. Surely there was a monster behind him and without hesitation he took off in the direction of the woman. The Agency must have found him and sent some horrible beast to bring him back. He wasn't far enough from them, he never would be. Once again he shut his eyes tight and curled up on the pavement. This time when he opened them, he was kneeling on the floor of a dank and dark public restroom. Slowly he rose, confused as to how he arrived in this place it was scary in this place and he felt as though danger lurked at every corner. He moved quickly to the sink to splash some water in his face to try to calm his nerves. But as he went for the faucet, a shadowy clawed hand reached out where his hand should have been. In shock he looked to the broken mirror in front of him. What he saw in his reflection terrified him and he crashed into the stall behind in out of fear. There had been no monster that the lady was running from. He came to realize that he now resembled the very monsters of the dark he feared. There was no nightmare to escape, no unseen fear to fret over. The cretures of the night that haunted his mind were real, and he looked just like them.

The Powers

Shadow Physiology:(8 DUR) Shade is made of physically manifested shadow. Because of this, he is extremely slippery, his form being closer to gaseous than solid. Most attacks and energy projections go right through him harmlessly. However, he cannot phase through walls or move through matter. He is made of physical stuff, its just more fluid and does not need to be arranged in a specific order in order form his to go on existing.

Into Darkness:(2 ABI) Shade is the most powerful when in darkness and is able to travel from one point of darkness or shadow to another as though through a wormhole. He can only travel between patches of darkness that are 182 meters or less apart. His own body counts as a patch of darkness through which he can send objects and people (Characters with RPer's discretion).

Spread the Shadow: (4 ABI) Because his form is rather ambiguous and fluid, Shade can twist and morph himself, expanding his form like a cloud or seeping through the cracks of a structure.

One With Nothing: (2 ABI)Shade can complete disipate and eliminate his physical form, effectively becoming incorporeal (2 post duration/2 post cooldown). His concentration and the amount of time he can sustain this total intangibility is limited and once he has use the ability it takes some time for him to muster up enough strength to use it again. While in this form Shade is capable of moving through solid objects and the like.

Grid
Intelligence:3
Occult:
Strength:2
Speed:3
Durability:8
Ability:4/2/2
Fighting Skills:4
Magic:
Spells:
Flight:2
Wealth:0

by **The Bolt** December 24th 2013, 2:17 am

Approved until stated otherwise

by **Raikou** August 13th 2014, 1:22 am

Moved to trash per request.

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