Name:
(Unknown)
Nickname:
Spook
Age:
(Unknown, appears to be mid 20's)
Cell Number:
4
Alliance
Himself, but if you need an answer, Neutral
Sexuality:
Heterosexual
(Unknown)
Nickname:
Spook
Age:
(Unknown, appears to be mid 20's)
Cell Number:
4
Alliance
Himself, but if you need an answer, Neutral
Sexuality:
Heterosexual
Appearance: Spook was once an incredibly attractive man with eyes of piercing blue. No longer. He has medium length brown hair that he usually likes to wear in a very professional manner. He stands at around 6'2" in height and weighs in around 210 pounds. He is very physically fit with a lot of defined and toned musculature. Probably the most striking feature about him are his current eyes. You see, the skin around them are completely rotten and decayed and his eyes are a dead milky white, though he can see out of them fine. Like his eyes, his hands are also rotten and decayed, you can even see bone in some places. He usually keeps these covered with leather gloves and his eyes with aviators. When he used to go out and do his thing, he enjoyed wearing a black suit with a red tie. His teeth however are pearly white and his smile is wolfish.
Likes:
-Alcohol
-Talking
-Doing whatever he wants
-Half of his powers
-His Bar
Dislikes:
-Talk of his family
-Anyone named Natalie or Beverley
-"Social" Drinkers
-People who talk about him like they know him
-Himself
-The other half of his powers
-People addressing him by his name.
Fears:
That he will live forever
Personality:
To say that Spook is laid back is both an understatement and an incorrect statement. Spook can usually be found in a position of lax, either slouching, siting down or laying down. His eyes always have a tired look about them. At first glance of Spook as a person, you might assume that he is a selfish asshole that doesn't care about anyone or anything. Now, while you may not be that far off, there is a whole lot more to him than that. It's hard to pin down what he's really like, seeing as he seems to change himself and avoid any lengthy conversations. He seems to be able to talk to people just fine, but seems to prefer to keep to himself. One thing that always seems apparent is his bombarding wit. Spook always has something sarcastic or insulting to say to someone. Whether he really means what he says is always left up to the person, for Spook rarely goes into further detail. He seems to have very little remorse, in conversation, on the battlefield and off of it. He says what he wants to say and doesn't care who's feelings he hurts. He kills easy and death doesn't really seem to faze him at all.
When speaking with an enemy, he seems to play the remorseless blood lusting psycho. He doesn't care about hostages and using people as leverage against him is useless. Sometimes, when you look into his eyes, you see nothing. Just the eyes of a man who died long ago, who's body just keeps moving because it doesn't know what else to do. He's also just too goddamn stubborn to change his ways now. The man is stubborn and biased when it comes to his own belief systems, he prefers to think that his opinions and his assumptions are resolute simply because he’s had to rely on only himself for so very long. It’s not an issue of elitism, he just knows his ideas and evaluations to be true in 90% of the situations that he’s faced. It doesn’t mean he’ll immediately cast aside an offering of ideas or leads but he’s one to always want and have the final say in expressing and acting upon them.
All in all, Spook is just trying to get by in life using the talents he was born with and the skill he was taught. He craves purpose and perhaps a cause that he could actually pledge himself too that he could actually respect. Or maybe someone to put the spark back in his eyes.
History:
A long time ago, there was a police detective by the name of Jason Demoint. He was a stand up cop and had a loving family. A wife name Beverley and a darling daughter named Natalie. This is his story.
Jason was a decorated officer of the law who seemed to have the innate ability to identify peoples true selves in a near instant. It's almost as if he had some sort of power. He also always seemed to always have info on what was going down in the city, like he just had a massive string of invisible informants. The truth of the matter was, Jason had powers. Jason had the ability to see peoples true selves, their souls if you will, which also let him see and speak to the dead. He used these powers to do good and give the wronged the justice they deserved. He was highly honored and loved throughout the city. But, the happiness was not meant to last.
Jason was too good at his job and was closing in on corruption within his own department. The Chief of police was even in on it, so he had to go. But he was a hero, so he had to go out right. It was leaked that a massive drug ring that Jason had been trying to catch for years had et up shop in this odd little town in the middle of the desert. When he got to this little town with his partner to check it out, they realized that it was a Nuke town. One of those dummy cities they build to see the effects of nuclear bombs. Jason watched in horror as he saw miles away the bomb drop from it's tower, and a wave of destruction set over the place. To his complete surprise, Jason awoke miles from the town, very much alive. He felt odd though and his hands hurt. He went home and crawled into bed with his wife.
He awoke the next morning to find a decayed skeleton in the bed next to him. When his daughter came in, she screamed and tried to go to the skeleton that she knew was her mom. Jason grabbed her and held her and tried to make her look away. It was at this time he looked down and saw that his daughters face had decayed and she was dead. He then realized that he was the cause of his family's death. He cried so loudly that the glass in his house shook. He was found on the ground in his house and was taken into custody. On the car ride over, Jason started to glow and he fell through the car. It seemed that he no longer could just see the dead, it was almost as if he was one as well. He ran and never looked back.
That was over 60 years ago. The man everyone now knows as Mr. Spook or Spook owns a dive bar called "The Dirty Deed". He misses it. He doesn't know how long he's been in the Institute, but he knows it was long enough to see a whole new generation of security guards swapped in.
Family:
Beverley Demoint: Wife(Deceased)
Natalie Demoint: Daughter(Deceased)
Powers:
Spectral Phasing: Spook has the ability to enter a ghost like state of being. In this form he glows and is see through, though not invisible. He is incorporeal in this form and cannot be harmed. He can phase through walls and pretty much anything else. He cannot remain in this form for too long it seems though.
Possession: While in his ghost form, Spook has the ability to jump inside of objects and people and possess them. He knows everything the person knows and completely control them for a limited amount of time.
Decaying Touch: Everything Spook touches begins to rapidly decay as if someone was watching the progression of age at high speeds. He can rust metal and erode stone and even reduce people to skeletons or ash. He cannot turn off this ability.
Dead Vision: Spook has the ability to look at someone and see what kind of person they are. It's like he's seeing their true selves or their soul. Due to this, he can also see the spirits of those who have passed and speak to them.
Notdead: He isn't sure what to maek of this ability, but.....he sort of can't die. He's tried to kill himself a couple times, but it's never worked. He's slit his wrists, overdosed, even put a bullet in the back of his mouth, but he keeps waking up. But, the wounds don't heal. Their is still a small hole in the back of his head covered up by his hair. He doesn't have a healing factor, it's sort of like he's constantly stuck between life and death.
Weaknesses:
-He can only remain in his ghost form for a limited amount of time. He doesn't know why, he just can't.
-If he runs out of time inside of someone, it can get messy, he usually becomes very injured....though the person usually explodes.
-He can never turn off his decaying touch, he's like King Midas.....but worse. He has too wear leather gloves to be able to pick up anything.
-Constantly hearing the voices of the dead would drive anyone insane. It can be rather difficult to tune them out.
-Forever doomed to carry the scars of your life with never the solace of eternal embrace sounds pretty horrible to me, and to Spook.
Theme Song:
Radioactive by Imagine Dragons
Other:
They are able to hold him in his cell because the light in it constantly emits Beta radiation, which seems to keep him corporeal. The light is dim and lets off a redish glow, giving his cell a sort of malevolent feeling to i. They also attached a pair of leather gloves to his hands using small metallic prongs that go through the gloves and into his skin. He doesn't seem to mind them much. No member of the staff is supposed to ever be near him because of the chance that he possess them. He is escorted to and from sessions by security drones that emit Beta rays onto him.
