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His earliest living memory is when he woke one day on Conrad Road in New Trinadad. He was naked and had no idea who he was. | His earliest living memory is when he woke one day on Conrad Road in New Trinadad. He was naked and had no idea who he was. | ||
Thin and lanky | Thin and lanky with a shaved head, his only defining feature was a series of scars all over his body. Scars that ''almost'' made it appear as if he was stitched together out of various body parts. | ||
Labeled | Labeled the ''John Doe of Conrad Road'' and later simply ''John Doe Conrad'' by the media, his story was big news for a while. No family claimed him, so the people of the neighborhood where he was found took him in. The community was not well off, but they were welcoming. | ||
There were countless medical tests, police visits, and news stories as the city tried to figure out who he was. As with all things, eventually, people just lost interest and he was left to his own devices. | |||
Konrad... as he started calling himself... | Konrad... as he started calling himself... slowly started to remember things. | ||
He was pretty sure he hadn't been born like regular people. He'd been made. A group of people mystics... whatever... made him to combat... ''something''. In the process of performing a ritual to bind an entity of fire to his body, they lost their lives. | |||
Now their memories are within Konrad, not that it does him much good. They are jumbled, overlapping, and contradictory. Sometimes they align long enough that he can glean some insight from them or access knowledge or skills he never learned on his own. Other times they can overwhelm him with raw emotion at random stimuli or leave him with a dull, throbbing headache. | |||
Konrad could feel the fire within him from the very beginning, though he didn't know what it was. ONce he realized he could manifest and manipulate fire, he kept it hidden. More unnerving was the way it made him feel. | |||
He saw a young couple getting attacked at night by teh Vampires and his blood started to boil. He seemed to lock on to them and went afterthem with a fury he didn't know he possessed. H emanged tokill the vampire, but was shocked at himself. Ashamed. Scared. | |||
He went out of his way to keep his rage in check, but he could always feel it there, lurking under the surface. | |||
He tried to channel his passion into his art... whether it was tattoos or metal... but that only worked part way. WHen he saw how the people in his community were treated, both by the official government and by teh criminals that actually held power in the streets, he couldn't help himself to to step up and say something. He's still getting his feet under him, but he is starting to build some influence, even if he is a bit of a firebrand. | |||
A truth 'Promethean' in every sense of the word. | A truth 'Promethean' in every sense of the word. | ||
a simulacrum | a simulacrum |
Revision as of 23:33, 27 October 2022
Konrad Leon Duke :: Promethean
Character Quote
Attributes
Physical Attributes
Mental Attributes
Social Attributes
Roles and Knacks
Distinctions/SFX
Echo: Promethean
- Hinder: Sometimes your distinction works against you. Gain 1 plot point when you roll a instead of a to represent your distinction.
Profession: Community Activist
- Hinder: Sometimes your distinction works against you. Gain 1 plot point when you roll a instead of a to represent your distinction.
Wildcard: Disjointed Memories
- Hinder: Sometimes your distinction works against you. Gain 1 plot point when you roll a instead of a to represent your distinction.
Power Set
SFX: Spend a pp to perform a single power in a high stakes action without needing to roll the dice.
Limits
Stress Tracks
Mortal Stress
Psychic Stress
Spiritual Stress
Bio/Background
His earliest living memory is when he woke one day on Conrad Road in New Trinadad. He was naked and had no idea who he was.
Thin and lanky with a shaved head, his only defining feature was a series of scars all over his body. Scars that almost made it appear as if he was stitched together out of various body parts.
Labeled the John Doe of Conrad Road and later simply John Doe Conrad by the media, his story was big news for a while. No family claimed him, so the people of the neighborhood where he was found took him in. The community was not well off, but they were welcoming.
There were countless medical tests, police visits, and news stories as the city tried to figure out who he was. As with all things, eventually, people just lost interest and he was left to his own devices.
Konrad... as he started calling himself... slowly started to remember things.
He was pretty sure he hadn't been born like regular people. He'd been made. A group of people mystics... whatever... made him to combat... something. In the process of performing a ritual to bind an entity of fire to his body, they lost their lives.
Now their memories are within Konrad, not that it does him much good. They are jumbled, overlapping, and contradictory. Sometimes they align long enough that he can glean some insight from them or access knowledge or skills he never learned on his own. Other times they can overwhelm him with raw emotion at random stimuli or leave him with a dull, throbbing headache.
Konrad could feel the fire within him from the very beginning, though he didn't know what it was. ONce he realized he could manifest and manipulate fire, he kept it hidden. More unnerving was the way it made him feel.
He saw a young couple getting attacked at night by teh Vampires and his blood started to boil. He seemed to lock on to them and went afterthem with a fury he didn't know he possessed. H emanged tokill the vampire, but was shocked at himself. Ashamed. Scared.
He went out of his way to keep his rage in check, but he could always feel it there, lurking under the surface.
He tried to channel his passion into his art... whether it was tattoos or metal... but that only worked part way. WHen he saw how the people in his community were treated, both by the official government and by teh criminals that actually held power in the streets, he couldn't help himself to to step up and say something. He's still getting his feet under him, but he is starting to build some influence, even if he is a bit of a firebrand.
A truth 'Promethean' in every sense of the word.
a simulacrum creative and innovative defiant of authority or limits And let's not forget, he is the fire bringer.
A community activist that runs the tattoo parlor "Audacious Grace" and plays in the industrial metal band, BrightNight.