Post by hankmccoy on Sept 5, 2009 16:40:02 GMT -5
Player name: Jeni
Contact Info: AIM: VampyreMelayah; vampyremelayah@gmail.com
Basic Character Information
Type: Canon Adaptation
Full name: Dr. Henry Philip McCoy
Goes by: "Hank"
Code name(s)/Alias(es): Beast
Gender: Male
Age/Birth date: 30 / October 15, 1979
Place of birth: Dunfee, IL
Hometown: Dunfee, IL
Height: 5'11"
Weight: 355lbs.
Hair: A dark, blue-black, scapula-length mess, usually pulled back into a low ponytail. Besides the rest of the fur on his body, Hank also sports a pair of well kempt "mutton chops".
Eyes: A sparkling aquamarine in color, they are usually veiled behind a pair of reading glasses.
Education: Doctorate in Biochemistry, and a Masters degree in Education from Southern Illinois University.
Occupation: Tutor at Xavier's Mansion, helping in subjects such as science, literature; sports coach.
Family: Norton McCoy (father), Edna McCoy (mother), Sadie McCoy (grandmother), Bob (great uncle).
Criminal record/citizenship: US Citizen, Currently wanted by police for questioning in regards to the vandalism of his science classroom.
Affiliation: X-Men
General Appearance: Hank has overly large hands and feet, the original manifestation of his mutation. After his transformation, he gained not only bulk, but a thick coat of soft, blue fur over his body. As if fur weren't enough, his fingernails became sharp and claw-like, his ears curved upward into points, and his canines elongated into fangs.
Despite his inhuman appearance, Hank reaffirms his humanity with all manner of clothing as appropriate for the occasion. Most often he is seen in his lab coat or, when venturing into the world "incognito", a large brown coat and a brown fedora hat. He has been known to sport t-shirts, slacks, and jackets as well.
Personality: Hank is anything but a beast. Since an early age, has possessed a thirst for knowledge, exhausting the public library in his hometown within a short period of time. He studied subjects ranging from differential equations to Proust during his time in college, committing to memory a number of poems and plays. He also has a fondness for teaching or aiding those who ask for help. Hank is a very sociable and kind person to the people he meets in his everyday life, and is extremely empathetic towards others, especially those who have obvious mutations.
Hank has undergone some emotional changes since his mutation. The darker side of himself that he was able to control when younger - a beast, uncontrollable and full of anger - became less inhibited. In times of great stress, be it mental or physical, he may lose composure and lash out at enemies... or even allies. He still tries to suppress the beast he feels within him, struggling to come to terms with his new physical appearance. Despite all of this, however, he remains one of the more upbeat members of the X-Men team.
Powers: Hank possesses superhuman strength, agility, endurance, speed and dexterity. Statistically, he can lift up to 2,000 pounds. His legs are powerful enough to enable him to leap 14 feet high in a standing high jump, and 22 feet in a standing broad jump; he can manage to scale brick walls by wedging his fingers and toes into the smallest cracks; he has enough power to smash through a four-inch thick oaken door with a single blow or tie a three-inch solid steel bar into a knot.
Hank has the agility of a great ape and, thus, the acrobatic finesse of the most accomplished circus aerialist and acrobat, even managing to brachiate when conditions allow; he can walk a tightrope or a slack rope as easily as most people can walk on a sidewalk; he can walk on his hands for many hours, perform complicated sequences of gymnastic stunts such as flips, rolls, and springs; and he can easily match or top any Olympic record at gymnastics apparatus (such as flying rings, climbing ropes, horizontal bars, trampolines). Furthermore, his manual and pedal dexterity are so great that he can write using both hands at once or tie knots in rope with his toes.
Hank is really fast, able to run on all fours at approximately 40 miles per hour for short sprints. His stamina is nearly triple that of a well-trained athlete in his prime and his physiology is durable enough to permit him to take a three-story fall without a broken bone or sprain - assuming that he lands on his feet. Also, as another effect of his mutation into the more simian form, he is able to recover from a wound at about twice the normal human rate.
Weaknesses: Physically, Hank is just as susceptible as everyone else to receiving damage. His dexterity may make him hard to hit, but that does not mean that it is impossible to knock him flat or scrape him up. Mentally Hank still suffers from the restrictions his new form has put on him.
Power Potential: Evolutionary de-evolution into a feline form with cat-like vision, enhanced hearing and sense of smell, and accelerated healing abilities.
History: Even before Henry McCoy was born, he was destined to be a mutant. His father, Norton, worked at a nuclear power plant, inadvertently exposing his genes to constant amounts of radiation. When he was born, Hank exhibited signs of mutation: his overly large hands and feet. During his childhood years, he was often teased by his schoolmates, earning himself the nickname "Magilla Gorilla". To escape the cruel persecution, Hank immersed himself in homework and learning. His prowess at learning only served to further ostracize him from any would-be friends.
When he reached high school, it became apparent that Hank would have real potential on the football team. Although he proved to be a star athlete, he maintained exceptional good grades and was even approached by a few of his peers for tutoring. One of the popular girls he tutored mustered up the nerve and asked Hank to the homecoming dance. Ecstatic that someone had finally taken interest in him, Hank accepted. His date never showed, although several of the more popular boys in school did, pelting him with eggs on his own doorstop. It was at this time that Hank first noticed the beast-like anger within him, as he rushed and attacked one of his assailants, leaving the boy with a broken nose. He was never teased again after that.
Things seemed to get worse for Hank from then on. A strange man, calling himself The Conquistador, took note of Hank's abilities; about the same time, so did Professor Charles Xavier. Kidnapping Mr. and Mrs. McCoy, The Conquistador blackmailed Hank into aiding in crimes. It was not long before the X-Men (or the few people that Xavier had pieced together at that point) arrived to aid Hank in besting his parents' captor, with Xavier offering Hank a place at his school shortly afterward. Hank turned Xavier down in pursuit of higher learning (though in reality it was pride).
Hank went on to attend Southern Illinois University, earning himself a Doctorate in Biochemistry, and a Masters degree in Education. It was during his college years that Hank found the animal within himself almost uncontrollable. He tried everything from guided meditation to kick-boxing in an attempt to put a stopper on the rage welling within him. Unable to find a suitable treatment, he turned to his beloved science. He concocted a neurological inhibitor that worked well enough for him to graduate from SIU before his attacks got worse. Shortly thereafter, Bayville High offered him a job.
Hank moved away from everything and everyone he knew, accepting the job as Chemistry and PE instructor. Being in New York brought on new opportunities: he gave lectures at local colleges and universities and amused himself by visiting an old amphitheater to recite Shakespeare when feeling stressed. Although things were looking up for him - he loved his job, the students adored him - all was not well within.
The beast within him was lashing out stronger than before. He was having trouble keeping his feral urges back, tearing a sink from a wall in the men's bathroom in Bayville High on one instance, and nearly attacking a student on another occasion. Deciding to make his inhibitory drug stronger, Hank succeeded in unleashing not only the beast he had been holding at bay for so long, but triggered a chemical reaction within his body. Hormones flooded his vessels, accelerating his mutation at such a speed that within minutes of ingesting the fateful liquid, he had become his namesake. He was a beast: blue fur, fangs, claws, superhuman strength and agility. Worst of all was his feral rage.
Unable to control himself, Hank ran amuck throughout Bayville before Professor Xavier and his X-men cornered him and brought him back to his senses. It was then that Hank accepted Professor Xavier's offer to live and teach at his School For Gifted Youngsters, also becoming part of his extraordinary team. For a little over half a year now, he has worked with Professor Xavier, overcoming the new obstacle of his appearance and the monster within, testing the limits of his powers. He created a number of programs for the Danger Room and developed a rapport with a few of the students. He has been there ever since, conducting research in his lab, serving as medic to the ailed, tutor and guidance counselor, and fighting alongside Xavier's team when needed.
Other: Hank's hobbies include trivia games, reading - anything from encyclopedias to plays - and doing research in his lab. He is also quite fond of his practice sessions in the Danger Room, creating new programs for it, and is hooked on Twinkies (though he's trying to cut down). A minor obsession of his at present, is the search for a reversal agent in the hopes that he may once again regain his human appearance.
Sample RP: Hank rotated the objective lenses of his microscope to the highest power, getting an up close look at the amoeba devouring its prey. He had been feeding these tiny protozoa gene-enhancing proteins for the past month, charting the minute but steady changes they were undergoing. Smiling a toothy grin as its pseudopods enclosed around the particle of food, he pulled back from the eyepiece, lifted his glasses, and rubbed the bridge of his nose.
There has to be a way to reverse mutations, he thought to himself. If one can induce them, surely one can reverse them. Newton's law - an equal, but opposite reaction. It wouldn't be fair otherwise.. 'Fair'? He chastised himself. Life wasn't fair. It would never be fair to people like him who were obviously different. That's why I'm doing this experiment, he urged himself onward, so that people like me can have a chance at a normal life. I just wish I didn't have to start from scratch. Trial runs with mutant tissue-cells had proven ineffective; the cells were always different, always mutating in ways that they hadn't been the day before. And even then, no two samples were alike just as no two mutants were alike. That was, after all, the beauty of mutations. Diversity. He needed a common starting ground and thus, began to grow his own cultures.
Once more, he leaned down toward the eyepiece, once more seeing the membranous arms of the amoeba sluggishly inch forward toward another piece of altered food. "Someday," he murmured to himself, "I'll have the answer." The amoeba swallowed its food. "Someday."
Activity: Pretty active if given the chance. Conversely, if no one plays with me, I've no reason to post. >.<
Reference from Uncanny X-men[/u]
((This bio is written for changed Hank, but if you'd prefer him unchanged, I'll fix it.
))
Contact Info: AIM: VampyreMelayah; vampyremelayah@gmail.com
Basic Character Information
Type: Canon Adaptation
Full name: Dr. Henry Philip McCoy
Goes by: "Hank"
Code name(s)/Alias(es): Beast
Gender: Male
Age/Birth date: 30 / October 15, 1979
Place of birth: Dunfee, IL
Hometown: Dunfee, IL
Height: 5'11"
Weight: 355lbs.
Hair: A dark, blue-black, scapula-length mess, usually pulled back into a low ponytail. Besides the rest of the fur on his body, Hank also sports a pair of well kempt "mutton chops".
Eyes: A sparkling aquamarine in color, they are usually veiled behind a pair of reading glasses.
Education: Doctorate in Biochemistry, and a Masters degree in Education from Southern Illinois University.
Occupation: Tutor at Xavier's Mansion, helping in subjects such as science, literature; sports coach.
Family: Norton McCoy (father), Edna McCoy (mother), Sadie McCoy (grandmother), Bob (great uncle).
Criminal record/citizenship: US Citizen, Currently wanted by police for questioning in regards to the vandalism of his science classroom.
Affiliation: X-Men
General Appearance: Hank has overly large hands and feet, the original manifestation of his mutation. After his transformation, he gained not only bulk, but a thick coat of soft, blue fur over his body. As if fur weren't enough, his fingernails became sharp and claw-like, his ears curved upward into points, and his canines elongated into fangs.
Despite his inhuman appearance, Hank reaffirms his humanity with all manner of clothing as appropriate for the occasion. Most often he is seen in his lab coat or, when venturing into the world "incognito", a large brown coat and a brown fedora hat. He has been known to sport t-shirts, slacks, and jackets as well.
Personality: Hank is anything but a beast. Since an early age, has possessed a thirst for knowledge, exhausting the public library in his hometown within a short period of time. He studied subjects ranging from differential equations to Proust during his time in college, committing to memory a number of poems and plays. He also has a fondness for teaching or aiding those who ask for help. Hank is a very sociable and kind person to the people he meets in his everyday life, and is extremely empathetic towards others, especially those who have obvious mutations.
Hank has undergone some emotional changes since his mutation. The darker side of himself that he was able to control when younger - a beast, uncontrollable and full of anger - became less inhibited. In times of great stress, be it mental or physical, he may lose composure and lash out at enemies... or even allies. He still tries to suppress the beast he feels within him, struggling to come to terms with his new physical appearance. Despite all of this, however, he remains one of the more upbeat members of the X-Men team.
Powers: Hank possesses superhuman strength, agility, endurance, speed and dexterity. Statistically, he can lift up to 2,000 pounds. His legs are powerful enough to enable him to leap 14 feet high in a standing high jump, and 22 feet in a standing broad jump; he can manage to scale brick walls by wedging his fingers and toes into the smallest cracks; he has enough power to smash through a four-inch thick oaken door with a single blow or tie a three-inch solid steel bar into a knot.
Hank has the agility of a great ape and, thus, the acrobatic finesse of the most accomplished circus aerialist and acrobat, even managing to brachiate when conditions allow; he can walk a tightrope or a slack rope as easily as most people can walk on a sidewalk; he can walk on his hands for many hours, perform complicated sequences of gymnastic stunts such as flips, rolls, and springs; and he can easily match or top any Olympic record at gymnastics apparatus (such as flying rings, climbing ropes, horizontal bars, trampolines). Furthermore, his manual and pedal dexterity are so great that he can write using both hands at once or tie knots in rope with his toes.
Hank is really fast, able to run on all fours at approximately 40 miles per hour for short sprints. His stamina is nearly triple that of a well-trained athlete in his prime and his physiology is durable enough to permit him to take a three-story fall without a broken bone or sprain - assuming that he lands on his feet. Also, as another effect of his mutation into the more simian form, he is able to recover from a wound at about twice the normal human rate.
Weaknesses: Physically, Hank is just as susceptible as everyone else to receiving damage. His dexterity may make him hard to hit, but that does not mean that it is impossible to knock him flat or scrape him up. Mentally Hank still suffers from the restrictions his new form has put on him.
Power Potential: Evolutionary de-evolution into a feline form with cat-like vision, enhanced hearing and sense of smell, and accelerated healing abilities.
History: Even before Henry McCoy was born, he was destined to be a mutant. His father, Norton, worked at a nuclear power plant, inadvertently exposing his genes to constant amounts of radiation. When he was born, Hank exhibited signs of mutation: his overly large hands and feet. During his childhood years, he was often teased by his schoolmates, earning himself the nickname "Magilla Gorilla". To escape the cruel persecution, Hank immersed himself in homework and learning. His prowess at learning only served to further ostracize him from any would-be friends.
When he reached high school, it became apparent that Hank would have real potential on the football team. Although he proved to be a star athlete, he maintained exceptional good grades and was even approached by a few of his peers for tutoring. One of the popular girls he tutored mustered up the nerve and asked Hank to the homecoming dance. Ecstatic that someone had finally taken interest in him, Hank accepted. His date never showed, although several of the more popular boys in school did, pelting him with eggs on his own doorstop. It was at this time that Hank first noticed the beast-like anger within him, as he rushed and attacked one of his assailants, leaving the boy with a broken nose. He was never teased again after that.
Things seemed to get worse for Hank from then on. A strange man, calling himself The Conquistador, took note of Hank's abilities; about the same time, so did Professor Charles Xavier. Kidnapping Mr. and Mrs. McCoy, The Conquistador blackmailed Hank into aiding in crimes. It was not long before the X-Men (or the few people that Xavier had pieced together at that point) arrived to aid Hank in besting his parents' captor, with Xavier offering Hank a place at his school shortly afterward. Hank turned Xavier down in pursuit of higher learning (though in reality it was pride).
Hank went on to attend Southern Illinois University, earning himself a Doctorate in Biochemistry, and a Masters degree in Education. It was during his college years that Hank found the animal within himself almost uncontrollable. He tried everything from guided meditation to kick-boxing in an attempt to put a stopper on the rage welling within him. Unable to find a suitable treatment, he turned to his beloved science. He concocted a neurological inhibitor that worked well enough for him to graduate from SIU before his attacks got worse. Shortly thereafter, Bayville High offered him a job.
Hank moved away from everything and everyone he knew, accepting the job as Chemistry and PE instructor. Being in New York brought on new opportunities: he gave lectures at local colleges and universities and amused himself by visiting an old amphitheater to recite Shakespeare when feeling stressed. Although things were looking up for him - he loved his job, the students adored him - all was not well within.
The beast within him was lashing out stronger than before. He was having trouble keeping his feral urges back, tearing a sink from a wall in the men's bathroom in Bayville High on one instance, and nearly attacking a student on another occasion. Deciding to make his inhibitory drug stronger, Hank succeeded in unleashing not only the beast he had been holding at bay for so long, but triggered a chemical reaction within his body. Hormones flooded his vessels, accelerating his mutation at such a speed that within minutes of ingesting the fateful liquid, he had become his namesake. He was a beast: blue fur, fangs, claws, superhuman strength and agility. Worst of all was his feral rage.
Unable to control himself, Hank ran amuck throughout Bayville before Professor Xavier and his X-men cornered him and brought him back to his senses. It was then that Hank accepted Professor Xavier's offer to live and teach at his School For Gifted Youngsters, also becoming part of his extraordinary team. For a little over half a year now, he has worked with Professor Xavier, overcoming the new obstacle of his appearance and the monster within, testing the limits of his powers. He created a number of programs for the Danger Room and developed a rapport with a few of the students. He has been there ever since, conducting research in his lab, serving as medic to the ailed, tutor and guidance counselor, and fighting alongside Xavier's team when needed.
Other: Hank's hobbies include trivia games, reading - anything from encyclopedias to plays - and doing research in his lab. He is also quite fond of his practice sessions in the Danger Room, creating new programs for it, and is hooked on Twinkies (though he's trying to cut down). A minor obsession of his at present, is the search for a reversal agent in the hopes that he may once again regain his human appearance.
Sample RP: Hank rotated the objective lenses of his microscope to the highest power, getting an up close look at the amoeba devouring its prey. He had been feeding these tiny protozoa gene-enhancing proteins for the past month, charting the minute but steady changes they were undergoing. Smiling a toothy grin as its pseudopods enclosed around the particle of food, he pulled back from the eyepiece, lifted his glasses, and rubbed the bridge of his nose.
There has to be a way to reverse mutations, he thought to himself. If one can induce them, surely one can reverse them. Newton's law - an equal, but opposite reaction. It wouldn't be fair otherwise.. 'Fair'? He chastised himself. Life wasn't fair. It would never be fair to people like him who were obviously different. That's why I'm doing this experiment, he urged himself onward, so that people like me can have a chance at a normal life. I just wish I didn't have to start from scratch. Trial runs with mutant tissue-cells had proven ineffective; the cells were always different, always mutating in ways that they hadn't been the day before. And even then, no two samples were alike just as no two mutants were alike. That was, after all, the beauty of mutations. Diversity. He needed a common starting ground and thus, began to grow his own cultures.
Once more, he leaned down toward the eyepiece, once more seeing the membranous arms of the amoeba sluggishly inch forward toward another piece of altered food. "Someday," he murmured to himself, "I'll have the answer." The amoeba swallowed its food. "Someday."
Activity: Pretty active if given the chance. Conversely, if no one plays with me, I've no reason to post. >.<
Reference from Uncanny X-men[/u]
((This bio is written for changed Hank, but if you'd prefer him unchanged, I'll fix it.
))