Who are you? Rick Opurye
xxxxx►►We'll call you... The Visionary
Aren't you a little young? 19
Under the Tights... Boy
xxxxx►►Heterosexual
If We Size You Up... Average build
What Do You Look Like Behind the Mask?
xxxxxHeight:6'2
xxxxxWeight:190
xxxxxEyes:Green
xxxxxHair:Brown
What's Your Style? On a typical day, a crew neck sweater, which is horizontally striped. It's also lime green, the stripes are white. Black Raybans, which may, quite possibly be the highlight of his wardrobe on any given day. Jeans are grey, skinny, more or less skin tight, keeps everything in line. Always on his feet forever, even in his coffin will be white and green checkered Vans slip-ons. Quite possibly the low-point of his outfit. They are quite old and tattered, damn near unwearable, sort-of. Rick's hair is brown, ruffled, and certainly not well maintained, he likes to think he's doing a sort of pseudo-grunge look. Rick likes to project an air of casualness to his patients.
His outfit that he wears as a villain consists of a white labcoat (x) except open, with a v-neck sweater vest underneath that is mint green. His pants are white khakis. Underneath his sweater-vest is a buttondown shirt that is also white, and Rockland also wears a tie, that is mint green with white stripes.
Laidback? Laidback doesn't even begin to describe Rick, actually it really does. All Rick likes to do is lay. back. or down, or sideways, anyway that makes him comfortable truth be told. He's just never seen the point in putting effort into anything, except women, but that'll come later. Rick's quite pragmatic, really, never really exerting excess physical force or emotional emphasis unless reasonably called for. That isn't to say Rick is emotionally retarded or a cowardly guy who fears confrontation. He's a strict believer in pragmatism, basically. Pragmaticism does not compose the whole of Rick's brain, there are many other smaller pockets. As a result of his beliefs, he's cautious, constantly second guessing his logic-based choices. Micromanaging, control-freak, Rick needs to feel in control of the situation. It could be said that if those components composed half of his brain, the other half would be lust for women. Rick love, love, loves women, and when in pursuit of a women, Rick's pragmatic lifestyle goes out the window in favor of a more do whatever it takes to get the girl sort of method. The only other time that Rick forgets his usual mindset is in battle. When in battle, Rick is cold and unforgiving using any necessary force to accomplish his task.
xxxxx►►What Defines You... Rick is of medium build, not particularly toned and muscular, but not completely lanky and spindly either. Just average, more or less. Rick stands at 5'11 and weighs in at 160 pounds. His jet black hair is stylized and really heavily gelled so that it stands up. His arms are lanky, lithe and spindly. However, his real muscle lies in his legs, they're long and have seen a lot of action in their day. His crowning achievement being his calves. His eyes are honey brown, slitted almost as if he was of oriental descent, they appear very dull and lack luster. Apart from his physical appearance, which leaves much to be desired, his wardrobe is also rather commonplace, not deviating too far from a white t-shirt, black khakis, and black boat shoes.
How Schooled Are You? Rick attended school, receiving average grades through all of middle and high school. Rick went to college to obtain a degree and become a therapist. He eventually graduated in the bottom half of his class.
Got a Day Job? Rick works as a psychiatrist.
Morals and Philosophy? Crime is the one thing that Rick ever excelled in. Rick turned to villainy for the sport, the thrill of being one step ahead of the law.
What's Soo Super About You? Rick has the ability to create seemingly real illusions that can, at his current skill level, be cast upon one person at a time. As far as the realm of possible creations, the limit is his imagination. The mechanism that allows the projection of these illusions into his opponent is through eye contact.
When Rick attempts to cast an illusion, a ten sided die is rolled, below five is a failure, above five is a success. The illusion lasts for three posts.
xxxxx►►How'd You Get soo Special?Rick was born with the power to create illusions. His powers were dormant for most of his life, until a chance session with a patient. Rick was extremely desperate for one of his patients with amnesia to remember something. Rick felt a strange sensation and suddenly his patient remembered the scene with vivid clarity.
xxxxx►►Nobody's Perfect An obvious weakness is blind people or people with their eyes closed, because in either of those cases, Rick becomes very much useless. Secondly Rick is a frail being, who is a firm believer in the old adage that prefers brains to brawn, and as a result he is not in the most peak physical condition. Because of this, Rick is at a disadvantage in any physical confrontations that he may encounter.
What Do You Use? Smoke Grenades, Acid Grenades, Grappling Hook.
Where Did You Come From?
Life began normally for Rick, he was born in a hospital, just like you or me. The young Opurye was raised in a two parent household and attended school, receiving average grades and spending most of his time in the pursuit of his female classmates. Not really giving a damn about much else except "scoring" with this girl or that one. Eventually, Rick found himself at the end of his high school career, without much to show for it. Rick went to college to major in psychology. Following his graduation, he spent a few years working under a psychologist, before opening his own practice. Rick's practice was healthy and thriving, but Rick felt no joy from life. One day he was in a convenience store, and stole a candy bar. The next step was sneaking in a clothing store after hours, and the rest is ancient history.
