I have been waiting for a M&M game to start on these boards ever since I joined. The fact that it is a Paragons game makes it all the better! Here is my preliminary character idea:
"The Edge" (aka Jeremy Cargill)
Powers: Duplication, Adaptation
[sblock=Background Story]The son of a wealthy CEO, Jeremy Cargill had been living in the shadow of his father (Mattias) for over twenty years. An unreachable man of exceedingly high standards, his father had always put work before family, which battered Jeremy's self-esteem and led to divorce from his mother (Joanna) at age 12. Under the custody of his father, the life lesson burned into his memory was "Jeremy, no one will take care of you except yourself. Get used to it and adapt to what life throws at you". Jeremy had blown it off and resented his father, refusing to take up the family business and becoming a freelance journalist out of preparatory school (though still living on his ample trust fund).
Two months ago, Jeremy got his big break: an assignment covering local peace negotiations in Afghanistan. To any journalist this was career gold, and Jeremy jumped at the opportunity, donned a multi-pocketed vest and flew straight over. Hoping to avoid his reputation, he used a phony passport and stayed low-profile throughout the time he was there. Then, with three days left in the convention, while walking to the local café, an unmarked van screeched up onto the sidewalk, and two masked men with AK-47's grabbed him, shoved him into the van, and drove off.
The men didn't tell him who they were, only that they knew who he was, who his father was, and that his father's company had torn their villages asunder in the search for new oil fields. He had been kidnapped, and panicked: all he could think was that he hoped his father could get him out alive. The men demanded information about the company's interests in the region and future plans; being oblivious to all of this, Jeremy was tortured, beaten, and nearly drowned. After a week of this, his captors brought him news: news of his disappearance had reached America, and his father had made a public statement. His hopes at a high, he begged them to relay what he'd said. At this the men laughed loudly: his father and the government had declared him dead, and no one was coming to help him. This sent Jeremy into a mental breakdown.
The next morning he was beaten awake and dragged into the familiar torture room. His interrogator asked him: "Before we begin, have you had any changes of heart since the news? You know, now, that nobody will come for you, hmm?" A thought flashed in Jeremy's mind at that moment, the advice his father had endlessly repeated to him: "Jeremy, no one will take care of you except yourself. Get used to it and adapt to what life throws at you". Sitting there, tied to a chair, it was all he had left; he would have to help himself, but had no idea how to do it. As the interrogator laughed again, picking up a screwdriver, he suddenly stopped in mid-laugh, and there was silence. After a few moments Jeremy felt someone untying his bonds, and looked behind him to see a familiar face: himself.
After discovering he could communicate with his duplicate mentally, Jeremy brought the quote again to his mind, and like magic, another duplicate of himself appeared! Fifteen minutes later, a guard walked in to bring breakfast, and found a room full of Jeremies, who gang-jumped him and beat him to a bloody pulp. Jeremy and his duplicates fought their way out of the encampment and fled into the desert on foot. As the sun grew hotter and brighter, he began to suffer heat stroke; seeing and hearing many versions of himself in such pain made him wish them all away, and instantly they were gone. It gave him little solace, however, for he was still in the middle of the desert. Hours later he collapsed, and again, only one thought came to his mind. He repeated the phrase to himself over and over, and finally willed himself to get up one more time. With all of his effort he rose, feebly, and when he finally stood up and opened his eyes, he realized he felt fine. The heat had vanished, the sun wasn't so bright, and he wasn't even thirsty anymore. Jeremy felt this had to be the strangest day of his life.
That was ten days ago, and since then Jeremy has made his way back to civilization, back to the American embassy, and been shipped home to America. He has neglected to register with the PRA, and hasn't told his father the truth about how he escaped.[/sblock]
I will try and get a sheet up ASAP. Thoughts on the background/concept?