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Real Name: Jack Becker

Alias: Smiling Jack or Blood Red Sandman

Age: 105

Race: Mutant

Alignment: Villian

Gender: Male

Height: 6'6"

Weight: 225lbs

Strength: Peak Human

Personality: Devious, incredibly charming, sly, and often two faced. He'll do what he wants when he wants and is excellent in convincing others that he is on the level.

Appearance:

Details: He carries pouches full of sand on his belt.

Occupation: Former IRA member

Education: College Student

Alliance: Evil

Base: Mobile

Weapon(s): Double Barrel Shot Gun

Skill(s): Strength, Speed, Cunning

Weaknesses:
Mutations: Often times, Jack will mutate on a part of his body. So far he's been able to supress it, but there will be no telling when the mutations will get out of hand.

Blood: Jack loves blood. Well, love is an understatement, Jack Lives for blood. He enjoys spilling it, drinking it, what have you. He loves it. He'll sometimes stop in battle and watch the blood, or try to collect it, or try to lick it.

Headaches: Jack often get's severe headaches after relapsing into a mutation. This causes him to be slightly short tempered.

Powers:
Telekenetic Ability: Of course he is able to lift things with his mind. Though Jack has manipulated this to include the elements such as water, fire, plants and rocks, but his favorite is using sand and mudd.

Telepathy: Strong telepathic abilities, unfortunately he can only truely invade someone's mind when he touches them. Otherwise he just reads the mind.

Age Retardation: His aging process has been slowed greatly by the Black Palms experiments.

Origin of Powers: The Black Palm (Experimentation)

Relatives: Possibly other people with the last name of Becker, but he doesn't know any of them.

Biography: Becker was there on the day known as Bloody Sunday. The day in Ireland when fourteen men were murdered by the british. He watched the whole thing happen, and still wakes up to nightmares from that time when the Irish fought for freedom.
Things just seemed to get worse from there. He was accused of helping the Black and Tans. The IRA thought that he was a spy for the British. It was rubbish of course, but they were so sure it was him.
Back then, Jack had a wife, and a small boy. Both of them were murdered by the IRA, thinking they were also on the side of the British. Jack had no choice but to fly away into the night, and seek refuge in England. He hated betraying his country, but he had no choice. The Irish didn't accept him, so he had to go into enemy territory to be safe. It wasn't an easy transition. He had to do low work, work only suited for a mule before they finally trusted him.
Once he had settled into his new home, he found a strange man by the name of Alistair Crowley. The man was brilliant and mad at the same time. People say now that he dabbled in magic and all sorts of other things. Is it true? Jack knows. Will he tell you? Probably not.
Of course Crowley was old by the time Jack found him. He told Jack of experimentations going on in the deep dark underbelly of England. Since Jack was obsessed with revenge, Crowley said he should go there and seek assistance.
Jack did as he was told, and indeed asked for assistance. He wasn't sure what the experiments entailed, the fact is that he never asked. He just wanted power, and they needed a guinea pig. It worked.
The organization that called itself The Black Palm did wonders when creating Jack. They even gave him the nickname of Smilin' Jack. This was because he smiled through all the experiments he was a part of.
Unfortunately, the Black Palm seemed more interested in magical affairs than the state of the world, and he left the organization (though not without opposition).
Jack came to America and began creating a new name for himself. About twenty years down the line, Jack realized that he wasn't aging. He wasn't sure why, and still isn't, but is sure it has to do with the experiments.
He honed his abilities, and fancys himself as one who could become a "Great Leader Of The People". That's his goal. It's not world domination, it's just that he wants to reform the world and extinguish his enemies in the process. Of course, that's always how the mad men work.

Theme Song: Blood Red Sandman by Lordi