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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Necro_Kinder" data-source="post: 3622474" data-attributes="member: 50507">I'd like to throw a character into this game, if at all possible. He is Brimstone, a Demonic looking mutant, with ranks mostly in Blast, Strike, and Fly. I'll try to make up a stat block for him later.[sblock= Brimstone's Background]Brimstone was born with the name Michael Peterson, ironically named after the Arch Angel of the same name. He was born September 10, 1898. He was born like a normal child, no complications. The complications started after he was born. For you see, Michael Peterson was born…..different. His skin was not the pale pink of most babies, it was deep red with splotches of black, with lizard like scales. He also had two small horns coming from his forehead, wings, and a tail. Other than that he was a normal child; two arms, two legs, two eyes, right number of fingers and toes, etc. Everyone in the room promptly fainted, with the exception of the doctor, who died of a heart attack. His parents, once they recovered from the initial shock, immediately took him to the nearest priest and demanded that he do something about this “Demon”. The priest knew not what to do. All his years of training and religious schooling just failed him. His instincts told his to destroy the monster, but his heart told him not to. He called out to the heavens, asking god if he should destroy the beast. No initial sign was given so he decided to sleep on it. During the night, he had a dream where he was old and being helped around by an older Michael. The priest saw this as a sign he should raise the boy, so he did so. Michael grew up in the back of the church, out of site for the most part. The priest, Father Callahan, taught Michael how to read, write, and all the basics he would have learned in school. He also taught him theology and the basics of The Church. Michael also helped out around the church, cleaning and moving things too heavy for the Father. At night, he practiced flying around. He also learned that he could create fire in his hands, something he found useful for lighting candles and getting rid of the squirrels the sometimes got into the attic. He lived there until he was 18 (by then he was quite a proficient flyer and fire-thrower), when he decided it was time for him to move on. He spent the next few years flying, by night, all over the country and seeing everything he was told of back in that church. After 4 years of this, he went home to tell Father Callahan about his travels. When he arrived back at the church, he was not greeted by the Father, but by his funeral procession. Unaware it was his “father”, he sat in the rafters of the church and listened to the service. Turns out that after Michael left, a gang went through the town and robbed it. They killed Father Callahan when he tried to stop them from taking the church’s prized possession, a foot tall solid gold cross. Overcome with anger and grief, Michael flew off and followed the bandits trail to their hideout, where he did things too graphic for me to describe here. After his snap into vengeance, Michael repented and devoted his life to good. He went all over the country for the next 60 years helping those in need, most of whom didn’t want his help because he scared the crap out of them. He eventually settled in Freedom City, where was not the only freakish looking person around. He has made a name for himself as more of a vigilante than a hero, but he still remains on his mission. He now goes by the name Brimstone to match his appearance and because it was Father Callahan’s nickname for him. [/sblock]</blockquote>

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