Post by Soldier 76 on Jul 2, 2016 20:13:13 GMT
Real Name:
George Pickford
Nickname:
Colonel / Hephaestus
Age:
58
Nationality: American
Occupation:
Researcher/Test Subject
Base of Operations:
MTU, Houghton, Michigan
Affiliation:
Overwatch (Formerly), US Military (Formerly)
Voice:
He was born and raised in the Upper Peninsula of Michigan, he has a bit of a northern accent though less pronounced than it used to be thanks to extended time away. You could call it thick tongued, his voice is deep with a slight rasp.
Personality:
George is stubborn, and leads with a strong arm. Some call him a hardass and he certainly doesn't take disrespect. Hardened by military service, he finds it hard to relate to the minor struggles of those who didn't serve. He can be a bit ornery, but beneath is a genuinely caring soul. A very defined sense of right and wrong keep him morally balanced. He does not get easily flustered and keeps a level of professionalism to everything he does.
Hephaestus could not be more different, bullheaded, full of unnatural vigor, he is not to be trusted in a china shop lest he tear it apart. Telling him what to do is like directing a bolt of lightning, full of masculine aggression he likes to stand in the line of fire. Best people stay behind him as he's one brick wall that has the added benefit of being an electric fence.
Back Story:
George joined the United States marine corp. at the soft faced age of 18, and left a hard and in some ways bitter old man. He was certain of what he'd wanted to do since a young age, he was going to go play soldier and have glory and make a difference. That's what he saw himself as, the ideal he strove for. He didn't start off as an educated youth, sure he'd gone to school but he'd spent more time at the job. Houghton/Hancock region was copper country, and the reopened mines needed strong back. Him and his dad went to work, and he gained an appreciation
for how the world was changing. It was hungry for resources and it didn't care the natural world it chewed through to get it. He'd never worried about it. Graduating high school meant the start to his new life.
A life that would leave him crippled, and in his mind, less human. He was a strong leader, naturally taking on higher ranks till he had a sizable troop of men. They respected him and he in turn respected them. But war is not some buddy movie, he soon began to see more death than the glory he'd been fed in propaganda posters. It wasn't like the Dirty Dozen, or MASH, it was a special kind of hell. George found himself feeling less and less like a bright eyed youth and more and more like a cog in a grimy, bloody machine. He watched comrades and enemy alike fall to feed that machine. Peacekeeping, they called it.
Well his average military career was about to end at 20 years of service, a stray shell landed in his command post, all but him were killed in the blast. He however was forever altered. He lost his arm, and nearly his leg. He'd always been weary of cybernetics, but he'd been given no choice when he was fitted up for a new arm, when he was in and out of consciousness his now ex-wife made that decision for him. But when he was well enough to notice he demanded they leave his leg alone, lest she decide to have it amputated. Reconstructive surgery made it workable, but he'd need a brace to walk.
In and out of surgeries, he was half-conscious now and again, a painkiller induced haze. He'd sign a deal with a devil that went by the name Hephaestus. The offer was getting back into combat, and while George had seen the worst of it, he was a soldier to the core. Weakness made him give in to the offer, his body would be shared. Not that he'd really had the choice in it he'd find out.
Even with his new and rather odd abilities he was discharged. It wouldn't be till a new crisis arose that he'd be called to join a new group. Overwatch. Learning of him from his old military files, he was called to act against the Omnic Crisis. Without hesitation George went to war again, this time with a new strength. Hephaestus was highly valued for his ability to short out robotics. Like a walking magnet he disabled Omnics. Though in doing so, he often burned out the body he shared with George. It'd take a long time to master that.
When Overwatch was disbanded, George was picked up by his home town college. MTU, it would be there that he'd find out the truth behind Hephaestus. Who was no god, but an artificial intelligence. A bunch of nanomachines, that could reformat the human body. Like a ready made super soldier that could be controlled remotely. And he was not the only person who'd been tested upon without their knowledge. None of the others had survived, code names Zeus-Hades, had eaten out and burned up their hosts within minutes. Betrayed by his government, betrayed by his wife, and further losing part of his humanity, he decided he would not let another crisis happen. Even if it meant being a guinea pig for experimentation.
Role:
Defense
Abilities:
Discharge- Hephaestus builds up charge constantly, and releases it as bolts of lightning in the truest sense of the word. These are limited to around 5 shots before he has to recharge, but they do massive damage.
Repair - the Nanomachines are constantly repairing George, it's passive, giving him a slow regeneration over time. It also means George can no longer age naturally.
Magnetism - Electronics tend to have trouble around George, but especially hephaestus, magnetic metals stick to him; things like computers and tactical visors, or on occassiona pulse weapons will short out, or at least jam. Like his discharge it needs to recharge; emps take longer than regular charge. 10-20 seconds. The effect lasts about 1-3 seconds.
Ultimate- Lightning Storm: When the charge gets to be too much, Hephaestus's body has to release it and the Nanomachines go offline. This maneuver has a radius of about 20 feet in either direction, and stuns as well as damages people in the vicinity including team mates. The emp effect lasts 1-3 seconds like before. After which George is left without Hephaests for 2-3 minutes while the nanomachines reboot.
Weapon(s):
What looks like an average sledge, is a conductor to make good use of the bioelectricity Hephaestus produces. Incredibly good for bludgeoning too!
Height:
6'5"/6'8"
Eye Color:
Green/Gold
Hair Color/Style:
High and Tight / Looks like Flickering Flame.
Body Type:
Strong and Athletic / Muscular and bold.
Clothing Style: Military and Average civilian / Only need pants really.
