Alias: "That guy"
Race: Human
Age: 912... Give or take one hundred years, I stopped counting a while back.
Height: 6'
Weight: 165lb
Eye Color: Hazel
Hair Color: Brown
Dominant Hand: Ambidextrous
Dominant Eye: Right
Dominant Leg: Ambiped


Sean doesn't really have a personality. He just puts on the mask that he needs for the moment.


Chest: A white dress shirt, capable of looking snazzy.

Legs: Pants, good for covering up the naughty bits and for holding all sorts of gadgets Sean's designed.

Gloves: Silk wrapped around his hands for comfort. The fingers are left free for maneuverability.

Head: A simple sash, lined with filaments of retirion that make it both durable and flexible, good for anything Sean puts his mind to using it for.

Boots: Black leather, treated to be resistant to all forms of weathering save being dropped in a black hole.

Ratchet Razor: Sean's main offensive gadget, the Ratchet Razor is a chakram designed on a ratcheting interior so that it may up it's damaging capacity by being cranked up with a turn of the wrist. It is still capable of being thrown a good distance, just not as far as a normal chakram.

Seraphic Shield: Sean's go-to for defense, the Seraphic Shield isn't a shield, but a wire with a weight on each end. The wire is composed of Sean's alloy retirion, a near-unbreakable metal that absorbs shock and stress throughout it's entire makeup rather than at any one point, and is used for catching things, grappling and swinging on things, etc.

Power: Reality Check
Sean forces all things that are currently defying the natural laws of his universe(For argument's sake, it's properties are equivalent to the one you and I live in) and are within one mile of him to immediately stop it. Anything that was caused by some form of magic/otherwise that caused physics to turn its eyes will promptly resume what normal physics had it/would have it doing until it exits his zone of influence, so someone with enhanced speed would lose all their speed instantly, and get the whiplash that comes with a sudden deceleration as well, and a bullet fired from the barrel of a gun that increased it's velocity past the sound barrier would instantly drop to normal bullet speeds within the mile circumference around Sean, resuming it's high speed upon exit.


Way back in the time of gypsies and magic, Sean was born to a group of the dancing thieves. Around the time he was 20, he can't remember exactly, he found a wish granting genie in a lamp that gave him three wishes. His first was for the ability to never age, although this kind of backfired due to his not asking to be unkillable. The second was for the ability to dispel magic and other physics-defying things that so much as came within a mile of him, and third, knowledge of anything he so desired, just by thinking about it with the intent to learn more(Before you ask why his second wish doesn't make this useless, gypsy genie magic bypasses any other kind of magic and doesn't conflict with itself, meaning wishes granted don't counter each other unless specifically wished so).