The story of Vladimir Richardson begins in a small chemistry lab in Berlin, Germany. Vladimir was assigned, for his great skill in chemistry, to participate in a course that would allow him to get up close and personal to a mysterious new element bio-engineered by Russian scientists out east. The idea was that the few chosen students were to place their hand inside a small vial of this strange purple element and see the effects. Vladimir, being as devious as he was, slipped his hand into the vial without a glove on, resulting in an immense pain that pulsed through his body, leaving him immobile and unconscious for days. He woke up in a testing facility , trapped inside of a glass bubble. He stayed calm, for he knew that he could trust his fellow colleagues with the task of examining the strange... side effects... of the element. It seemed to have dyed his hair purple, the matching color of the element. After the students ran tests on him, he noticed 2 burly students walk in and drag him by the arms. Vladimir was confused, until he saw what was awaiting him up ahead. They were going to place him on a dissection table! With his sudden anger at his former friends and classmates, he noticed his hand glow a deep purple color, and just as he was near the table, the hands of the burly students were rotten away. Noticing his only hope of escaping, he runs for the exit, only stopping to push a guard out of the way after Vladimir was shot in the arm by him, but when he pushed, he had made the guard rot away, After he was clear out of the lab's sight, he examined his arm, which was still glowing purple, but bleeding from the bullet wound. In a feudal attempt to soothe the pain, he placed his other hand over his arm, and watched as the wound began to heal itself.
About 3 months have passed, and Vladimir noticed a school full of people stranger then him, allowing him to blend in. After all, he was still on the run from the entire German military for breaking out of the lab. He walked up to the school's steps, eyeing a couple making out behind a dumpster, and pressed his hand to the door.
Base traits:
Hair: duh purple
Eyes: blue
Skin: light brown, for reasons unknown
Personality:
a bit oversensitive, surprisingly polite, and is angered easily. He does have a good side somewhere, but good luck finding it.
Abilities:
can make organic materials rot away and use the same ability to repair organic materials
has a strange, birth-given ability of being able to fight amazingly well in his sleep
