Gaia Username: The Dark Closet Rebellion Wanted Legacy/Villain: Dr. Midnite. RP Sample:
Leaving through the back of his clinic, Zeke headed out, making his way through the dark alleyways, the sound of his walking stick hitting the pavement and his footsteps seemingly the only thing you can hear in the deserted walkways going downtown. Ahh, he could not wait to go to the local cafe and get some coffee, and then head back to his dingy apartment that was situated just above his clinic. He never usually leaves his place, but he could use a walk, some fresh air. And coffee, he could definitely use some coffee. He was out of it anyways.
He gave a soft hum of a song that came up in his head, it was some French song called Cerf Volant, which means paper plane. It was beautiful, and the children singing in unison was just music in his ears. He wondered why he never got to play an instrument, even back then. Well he could learn, but he seemed to not have time anymore, what with his work and all. Which, he never complained about, he always had the heart to help people. He just couldn't refuse an opportunity to heal at least one soul, because it made a difference, somehow. For him it did.
It wasn’t long after he crossed the quiet intersection and continued his leisurely stroll when he let out a sigh, a sigh that sounded like what one would make when having a situation they weren’t in a mood to be in. ”Didn’t know chaperones still existed around this time.” He muttered, stopping immediately, his walking stick making a sharp tap on the cement. A moment of silence, followed by scruff movement, like boots scratching against the ground. ”So what’ll it be boys? How long before you stop following me?” he muttered, slowly turning to face the gruff looking men, who looked like dogs staring at a cat that passed by their territory.
”As much as I would like to stay and talk to the city’s finest brutes, I must be off, I have to open my clinic a few hours. Or afternoon, I think I’m sleeping in.” He chuckled softly to himself, as if amused at some inside joke. He turned back to walk again, only to have his arm grabbed by a strong hand from one of the men. “You ain’t going nowhere blindie.” The man who grabbed him sneered, and an odd chorus of guffaws resounded from the men. Zeke only stilled, his face looking down on the ground and completely shadowed. Slowly lifting his head, he looked straight at the man despite his shades, and he also had a small smile on his lips. ”Blindie? Really? Is this gradeschool school or what?" He chuckled again, apparently very amused of the situation. "Well, if that's how you want to play boys... Let's have a quick lesson on anatomy.”
A few moments after, Zeke was found humming that tune again, finally reaching his destination. Entering the cafe, he stopped long enough to take in a deep breath, and let out a satisfied sigh. "Can I have the usual?" He asked, as he closed the door behind him.
Are you a fan of the series, are you familiar with this character? Yes, I am a fan of DC Comics. As for familiarization of the character, yes, I am very much familiar with Dr. Midnite. I have read him up in JSA, and I believe he is one of the most underappreciated and overlooked characters in DC. He is actually my favorite, seeing as he reminds me of Dr. House in the DC Universe. (Minus the sarcasm and unorthodox methods of healing.) And seeing as no one took him yet, I decided to roleplay his legacy here. So yeah, get folks to know the main doctor of the JLA/JSA universe.
Do you promise to be as active as possible if we grant you this privilege? I don't want to make promises I can't keep, but I will try as much as I can to be as active as possible. But be warned: I am a college student planning to get a side job, so there will be times where I have to choose studies/work over RPs. I am also not on during weekends, or holidays, seeing as it is difficult for me to access a computer when I am at home and I am only on my phone. So yeah. Would this be acceptable?
Posted: Fri Dec 13, 2013 11:11 am
[General Information]
Name: Ezekiel Xander Lee, MD Nicknames: Zeke Lee, Zeke Titles: The Prodigy, The Asian Doogie Howser, The Night Doctor Age: 23 Birthday: January 22nd, 1991 Star Sign: Aquarius Gender: Male Race: Human Moral Alignment: Good.
[Personal Information]
Occupation: Medical Physician, currently taking up specialization and diplomate studies while juggling clinic hours and vigilante responsibilities. Also runs his own web-site where he provides free medical advice to registered users. Sexuality: Metrosexual. But yeah, he's heterosexual. Likes: Cigarettes, conversations, music, good company, coffee breaks, Work, knowledge, gadgets, to name a few. Dreams: As cheesy and cliche as this sounds, Zeke just wants to make the world a better place. Dislikes: People who stereotype or pity him, people who meddle into people's affairs or intrude into personal space, not doing anything, being bored. Fears: Angrophobia - Fear of anger or of becoming angry. Athazagoraphobia- Fear of being forgotten or ignored or forgetting. Arachibutyrophobia- Fear of peanut butter sticking to the roof of the mouth. Disposophobia- Fear of throwing stuff out. Meningitophobia- Fear of brain disease. Also, he has a fear of his past being found out and being considered a bad guy. Darkest Secret: He saw his mother die at a very young age to a treatable disease, but was not given any medical attention. This was his push to pursue a medical career. Also, he used to be part of this secret group that secretly abducted people and killed them and made the members figure out the cause of death back in his medical school days. He never talks about it. And he never will. Favourite Food: Cup noodles (has to be spicy), and Poptarts. Favourite Drink: Coffee. Strong. Black. Energy drinks are good too. Least Favourite Food: He was never a fan of sour fruit. Least Favourite Drink: Tea. It made him think that was what dishwater would taste like. Loyalties: Friends. Close friends and family. Intelligence Level: 210 Dominant Hand: He's ambidextrose. He can write on both. Strengths: Genius level intellect, his expertise in Chinese Martial Arts, hand-to-hand combat, eidetic memory, agility, mastery of the staff and Infrared/Night Vision. Weaknesses: Long-range attacks, bright lights and not being able to see in daylight without his shades or goggles, and humanity.
Cherished Items: His trusty metal lighter, cigarette case, his custom white cane or stick, and shades/goggles. He also had a small mahjong tablet as a pendant, which he considers as a lucky pendant and remembrance of his mother.
Philosophical/ Social Viewpoint: Zeke is an open-minded progressive; this is the political profile one might associate with a journalist. He has fine intellect, strong opinions and a desire to do something worthwhile with his life. He tends to have a pragmatic attitude towards humanity in general.
His attitude towards economics appear neither committedly capitalist nor socialist, and combining the overall social attitudes this creates the picture of someone who would generally be described as a liberal.
To round out the picture, political preference aside, Zeke is a sensible realist with few strong convictions.
Religious Viewpoint: Zeke appears to be skeptical towards religion, but he is open and tolerant to other people's beliefs, no matter how extreme and far-fetched it may seem. However, that doesn't mean he accepts it, as he tends to be set in his views and opinions in life, higher-beings and what-not. Kinda hard to shake the guy from what he thinks is sound, sadly.
Romantic Viewpoint: Zeke isn't the type to tie himself down. The concept of love is a bit foreign to him, but he is great at maintaining friendships. Great friend, horrible lover, as he'd always say.
Part of the conundrum of being Zeke is that while he is a creature of ideas and ideals, he is also rather fixed and set in his ways and views, which means he is a bit resistant to change. Also, while he holds a very liberal attitude to sex and sexuality, he also tends to be faithful and possessive. Quite a paradox indeed.
Personality
Your first impression of Zeke is that he's... in one word, eccentric. His way of perceiving things and how he behaves would immediately make him odd, but he's just a quirky guy whose heart is in the right place. He loves to share his thoughts and new ideas, his mind always having the tendency of churning out some unexpected yet amazing things. His thought process quite inventive and original, and he is more than willing and happy to share his thoughts and ideas as a gift with no strings attached (even though at times you don't ask for it). Though the usual care-free happy camper who opens up on many things, there's always a side of him that he never dares to show to others. He never likes to put burdens on others, especially his own problems, as he believes that it's his own s**t to deal with. Though seemingly distracted and lost in thought most times, he is actually attentive and paying attention without you noticing it. He will always catch you off-guard, if you aren't too careful.
Biography
He was born in homeland China as "Lee Yǐxi jié shū" on the 22nd of January, 1991. Both his parents were of the lower class and could not afford much education, but he seemed to show advancement in his early grade school years. Teachers noticed, and after a series of tests, it was determined that he had eidetic memory and an unbelievable intellectual quotient of 210. Before he knew it, he finished high school at the age of 12, and was given a chance to study college abroad. He was given honors, and recognition in the academic as well as the medical world, and graduated a pre-medical course in college at 16. By then he had already changed his Chinese name to an American name, Ezekiel Xander Lee. He continued to take up his medical studies abroad and away from his homeland, which exposed him to many perspectives and views, as well as horrors. He finished medicine at the age of 20.
While everyone knew of the Chinese prodigy's success, no one knew what pushed him to pursue a medical course. After seeing his mother succumbed to an illness at a very young age, he wished he knew how to save her, as she died from a very treatable disease but was not given appropriate medical attention back then. Also, he had a dark phase in his medical school days, as he came across a secret group that loved to play "the game", wherein they chose a person that would most likely would not be missed that much, and killed them, and made the members guess on how the victims met their demise. This went on for months, but because of his conscience he submitted the group to the authorities. He was acquitted for exposing the group, and the group was sentenced to a lifetime imprisonment, while he was merely put on 6 months of community service. The trial was behind closed doors, given his status and plea for privacy, so it never leaked out in the press. After his graduation he left the country and practiced medicine back in his home country, where he offered free medical and rehabilitation services to the poor as well as experimental procedures which he followed after the great Dr. Pieter Cross, one of his idols, who was also known for philanthropic deeds as well as his experimental treatments. With this Zeke was revered and respected as one of the youngest promising doctors of our time.
However, one fateful night during one of his late night clinic duties, Dr. Zeke Lee, as he stepped out of his clinic, was abducted by goons and thugs of a local druglord, who was angered by the doctor's charitable works and reprimand of the drug lord's faithful customers. He tried to put up a fight, as he was taught in the ways of the Chinese martial arts by his father at a young age, but was overpowered and beaten to the point of death, and then he was drugged, by some unknown substance, which was meant to kill him. To stage Zeke's death, he was tossed inside a car and driven to a bridge overlooking a river, in which they mean to throw off the car and drown the doctor. However, authorities got in the druglord's warehouse just in time, thanks to Zeke's secret GPRs tracker, where they arrested the druglords and goons, and snatched the doctor just in time, and was rushed and treated at the local hospital. As they managed to save the doctor's life in time, alas, his vision was not; the injuries he had sustained as well as the drug apparently blinded him for life. Just when he thought his life and medical career was over, it was then during his rehabilitation when he started to see... waves, strange waves, which startled him and made him believe he was hallucinating. However, upon further assessment it was then when he realized he had some sort of infrared vision; a vision of sorts that would fully work during the night or when he was at a dark place. After a year or so of adjustment, he grew accustomed to his newfound sight, testing out his many theories which turned out to be correct. With a help of a friend he managed to get himself a custom white cane, and custom shades and goggles, where he can continue his work as a doctor, and be a secret vigilante at night.
[Relationship Information]
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[Weapon Information]
○ Weapon/ Item Name:
Custom white cane/staff: this is no ordinary staff; despite its practical use in aiding our visually impaired hero, it also has special installments, like its ability to retract and extend, and produce a pitch-black gas which may blind or reduce visuals or visibility to a normal human being within range.
Custom shades and goggles: these pairs of eyes are specifically made for Zeke's infrared vision, as normal sunlight and daylight would usually blind him. He uses these for him to see through the infrared spectrum. He must wear this at all times.
[Ability Information]
○ Ability Name:
Genius level intellect: has vast knowledge in medicine, the sciences, and technology. He may use his medical expertise as a hand-to-hand weapon, with references to nerve points or weak points in the human body. Expertise in Chinese Martial Arts/hand-to-hand combat: Having been trained in the arts by his father as a child, he continued the discipline until this very day, also combining his medical expertise proves to be a lethal hand-to-hand weapon. Eidetic memory: Photographic memory or total recall, an inconclusively disputed ability to recall images, sounds or objects in memory with great precision. Agility: Rather quick in movement thanks to his training in the Chinese Martial Arts. Mastery of the staff: His white cane, besides being an aid for his impaired vision, is also a means of self-defence. The Chinese Martial Art Wushu is applied in this ability. Infrared/Night Vision: His newfound ability to see in the infrared spectrum, his vision works well at night or in dark places.
[Weakness Information]
○ Weakness Name:
Long-range attacks: If his opponent attacks from afar, he might not be able to dodge it too well since he only has limited range in his hearing and vision. So arrows and bows, sniper rifles, hurled spears or harpoons, and darts are bit of a weak point.
Bright lights/daylight: Without his custom shades or goggles he would be blind in the exposure, and it might temporarily immobilize him.
Humanity: Like all humans, he gets sick, injured, and fatigued. Also, he has a strong conscience and sympathy towards fellow humans, especially the innocent and helpless. He can be emotionally manipulated in terms of his endearing compassion, sympathy and guilt.
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