Alias: Verdigris
Species: Flesh Clone of a Caucasian Human
Gender: Male
Age: Physically 24, but appears much younger
Height: 5'7"
Weight: 134lbs
Hair: Light Brown
Eyes: Green
Rank/Occupation: ---
Appearance:
Personality: Due to the technology used to stimulate his mind while in 'storage' being incomplete, Verdigris' mind has a few... fractures. The normal personality that is dominant most of the time is sadly a darker one. Since Verdigris was initially created simply for test purposes, and he knows it, his outlook on life is rather poor. He may have the form of a human, but he feels that having been ‘grown’ instead of born he’s nothing more than a lab rat masquerading as a person. As such, he avoids contact with most other humans (or human looking beings).
Battle Mentality: Verdigris has very rarely engaged in any sort of form of combat with another being. His own natural distrust of any humanoid causes him to flee upon being detected, and with an adept understanding of the back alleyways and sewers of Advite City, rarely has he ever been caught.
Talents: Since Verdigris can go without breathing, he often does so and sleeps in uninhabitable areas with toxic fumes, or underwater. Also, huge amounts of data were forcibly fed into his mind for nearly twenty years, and while it causes some mental strain, Verdigris can access information about nearly any subject.
Abilities: Verdigris’ body produces a startling amount of pure oxygen within itself similar to the process of photosynthesis by splitting CO2 Molecules. From this, Verdigris is able to survive in areas without sufficient air (I.e. underwater ) as well as granting him nearly unlimited stamina. The first traits were intended, but a much more powerful power appeared as an unforeseen side effect. Oxygen suffuses Verdigris’ entire body, and any metal he touches will initiate oxidation, rusting it in a matter of moments. Also, small amounts of Carbon that are not expelled from the body become integrated with his skeletal structure, greatly strengthening it.
Weaknesses: Since pure oxygen is being produced within his system, any source of fire can be extremely dangerous if not lethal to him.
Weapons: Due to the fact that most mundane weapons are constructed out of some form of metal or another, Verdigris shys away from training in those sorts of combat, instead choosing to fight hand-to-hand when forced into combat.
Bio: For quite some time the military branches of Mega-Corporations had been interested in Genetic manipulation. Weapons were all well and good, but there eventually would come a time when the weapons developed would become far too powerful for normal people to use. In order to keep up with their deadly agenda, Greenway Incorporated, a smaller company owned by Tri-Global Enterprises, began a massive project to create more advanced human beings, ‘Super Soldiers’ if you will. Ironically, the project that was meant to be their shining achievement would be their ultimate downfall. But that is another story.
Genetic manipulation is not a particularly simple science. In order to isolate genes to improve, Greenway Incorporated needed test subjects. But even with their base in a place called Advite City, finding ’recruits’, the scientists needed more bodies. So using one of their earlier developments. A group of what are now known as 'Flesh Clones' were grown. In all likeness they seemed to be human. But various aspects of their physiology were altered, some had their minds erased to make study easier, and others had their growth altered for similar reasons.
One of the early experiments, GE-34, was an attempt to make the human body able to adapt in more habitats by having it produce pure Oxygen within itself by separating CO2, similar to the processes present in plant life. GE-34 was indeed a success. The young male was able to survive underwater, and when placed into an airless environment. The celebrations were short lived however, as one morning, a scientist on the project noticed large streaks of corrosion on the metal bindings of GE-34’s stasis tank. After further study, the scientist concluded that while pure Oxygen was being produced within the subject’s body, the amount at which the reactions were taking place were much higher than anticipated. Carbon was integrating itself into the skeletal structure, making it much stronger, and pure Oxygen suffused even the skin, immediately oxidizing any metal it came into contact with. After much deliberation, the team concluded that while this experiment had not been a total failure, it would still be labeled as one for the original purpose. And Greenway Incorporated’s current standards stated that failed experiments had to be destroyed, with no exceptions. This standard would later be rescinded, but at the point in time GE-34’s team faced a dilemma. The project had to be destroyed, but in scientific conscience, they could not bear to destroy such an anomaly. So in secret, the pretended to destroy GE-34 while in reality they re-named it ‘Verdigris’ in a coded way of remembering, and registered ‘Verdigris’ as a test subject for a prototype brain stimulator. A device that once hooked up to a brain-dead human, would reconstruct the neural pathways while feeding it with new information, essentially regenerating the brain and putting in the years worth of missed education. Sadly, before the scientific team managed to continue their research on ‘Verdigris’, that particular branch of research was shut down, the team reassigned, and all unfinished projects were shunted into storage.
And there Verdigris slept for over twenty years, the brain stimulator and him forgotten in the deepest bowels of Greenway Incorporated. And there he might have remained for all his years had one fateful project failed. The infamous ‘Venom Project’ that leveled half of the building, and did untold amounts of damage to the research, inadvertently freed Verdigris along with many other experiments. He emerged from his stasis chamber, with a curious feeling throbbing through out his body for the first time in existence.
Free. Will.
Still confused though about what was happening. The brain stimulator had done its job, and Verdigris knew enough that here was not where he should be. So in the smoke and chaos of that fateful night, Verdigris was one more ’experiment’ to slip unnoticed into the shadows of Advite. In the two years since then, only brief sightings have been seen in various locations. Where he is now is still a mystery.
