SUPER SOLDIER (Eldritch “Ritch” Tailor)


Fighting: Incredible (40)
Agility: Incredible (40)
Strength: Amazing (50)
Endurance: Incredible (40)
Reason: Remarkable (30)
Intuition: Typical (5)
Psyche: Typical (5)
Health: 170
Karma: 40

Popularity: Typical (5)
Resources: Good (10)

Powers
Energy Sheath (GD)
Energy Conversion (AM)
Plasma Generation (IN)

Talents: Student


Background: The quest for a super soldier never stopped, nor did the conspiracies by factions hungry enough for power to try to create their own armies based on these experimental evolutionary marvels. One such group, known only as the Summerhold Conclave, a think tank of ROXXON, determined that if Erskine could manipulate human biology through the advanced technology of his era, then they could have even greater results with the advanced technology of the modern world, especially if they incorporated mutant DNA into human test subjects. Further testing revealed that these hybrid humans were also highly susceptible to resonant mystical energies. Eldritch Tailor was the most successful candidate. His "template," as it was referred to, allowed him to adapt to several different strains of mutagenic material, techno-organic mapping, and the highest levels of arcane infusion. This Tailor Made Man could be the culmination of their extensive work. Then everything just stopped. The experiments ended. The Conclave members stopped visiting. The medical technicians disappeared.  Ritch's investigation of the site proved that not even any other test subjects remained. He was alone.
Ritch spent over a year traveling, looking over his shoulder, and developing complex conspiracy theories to explain his lot in life and the disappearance of the Conclave. Now he feels it is time to come in from the cold.
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14:56, Today: Pic rolled 85 using 1d100. (IN)
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His code name was appropriate for this competition, Super Soldier. And that was what he was, since he had been kidnapped and experimented upon by a secret think tank working for the Roxxon company. Even before Steve Rogers was the greatest success in the field, governments had been trying to develop the ultimate warrior. And where governments dared to tread, corporations soon followed.

The other name he used, Eldritch Tailor, wasn’t his original name either. It was simply the name on the ward where he was housed, indicating the template used for the unique combination of energies used to bombard his dna. Ritch stole the name because they had warped his memories so bad that he didn’t even know his own identity.

Ritch needed to win the competition for stronger reasons than the other candidates. He needed the protection that would keep Roxxon from getting their hands on him again. He had managed to allude them this far, but it must only be a matter of time before their paths crossed again. Being sanctioned by the United States government would offer a lot of protection.

So Ritch calmly waited his turn on the course. And when that time came, he gave the run his all. He high jumped, vaulted, flipped, and slid past every part that he could. When it came to the balance beams, he somersaulted through them. Why not? He had the agility to do so, and the momentum added to his speed. Ritch used his momentum to his advantage in every chance he could. On the ropes and low crawls where he couldn’t use that trick, he focused on his breathing instead.

But his primary tactic came during the run itself. He didn’t jog, he didn’t march, he sprinted. Ritch knew that he needed every ounce of speed he could muster. Except on the return rounds where he was not timed. On those he took a full hour to return, regaining his stamina and going over the last run in his head.

On the first run, Ritch made it under the nine minutes required. On the second run, he knocked off a full minute from his original time. On the third run, he knocked off a minute and a half from his original. He would not be able to do it any faster without using his energy conversion to manipulate kinetic energy. A trick Ritch hadn’t learned to do yet. He thought the runs would be enough to get him to the next round of the competition.