Whiteclaw

Real Name: Jake Emory

Race: Human

Alignment: Scrupulous (Good)

Attributes:   IQ:  18  ME:  13   MA:   10    PS: 38      PP:  15    PE:  25    PB:     13    Speed:    30

Age: 24

Height:  5’10”                 Weight: 155 lbs.

Hair: Black                Eyes : Blue

Appearance: Stark white skin, dark black hair, short to medium length, worn a bit wild.  Usually wears dark clothes, frequently wears  long coats.(Matrix trench coat look, sans glasses)

Experience Level: 1^st

Hit Points: 35

SDC^TM: 252

Number of Attacks: 4

Bonuses: 

 Parry  +3 ,  Dodge +3, Roll W/ Punch + 5, Roll W/ Impact +4, Roll W/ Fall +5,  Disarm +2,  Initiative +5, +3 Pull Punch,  +23 PS Damage bonus

W.P. Blunt: +1 Strike, +1 Parry

W.P. Pistol: +3 Strike Aimed, +1 Burst

W.P. Rifle: + 3 Strike Aimed, +1 Burst

W.P. Sword: +1 Strike, +1 Parry

Saving Throws

Vs. Coma 20%, vs. Magic +5, vs. Poison + 5

Skills:

Power Category: Experiment – Chemical Accident by a Military Facility – side effect caused his skins pigment to bleach stark white.  Allowed to leave on good terms – friendly relationship.  Both ask the other for favors on occasion.

Abilities: 

Vibration (Major)

Extraordinary P.E. (minor)

Superhuman Strength (minor)

Body Weapons (minor)

Background

Born May 30^th 1977, Jake Emory was the first of identical twin boys.  The pride of their parents Ira and Alice Emory, the two grew up in a modest home outside Kansas City, Missouri.  Ira was a factory worker, working on several assembly lines over his career.  Ira played the homemaker, but did several things to raise more money.  The family pinched pennies and made ends meet, and save a meager college fund for the boys, practically from their birth.

Jason, Jake’s “younger” brother, as he constantly reminded him, was slightly brighter, and showed an interest in Law. Knowing that he didn’t have as high aspirations, and knowing that any Law degree would require more money,  Jake opted for a military path, allowing Jason to take the fund, while Jake earned his training with the Army.

Jake spent several years with the Army, receiving training in Communications at first.  Later he found he that he had an interest in Law as well, but more specifically Law enforcement.  He spent the last few years with the Army working security at several different bases and installations.  He even did a few investigations, which turned up a few scams, and outright thefts. 

His last posting was with a special installation that was charged with the destruction of various chemical agents, many of which were captured chemical warfare agents.  Guarding the products as they were transferred to a special neutralizing, incineration, and vaporization apparatus.  

One such procedure developed problems, with an alarm going off as chemicals were sprayed throughout the plant interior. Sabotage by environmental extremists, as it was later discovered, had damaged both the plant, and the usual rescue team and their equipment.  Donning special protection gear, he went in and dragged out 3 techs out of danger.   

Directed by tech personnel from outside he went in to shut down the equipment.  However a pressure valve blew, sending a shower of shrapnel toward him. Though not hurt, the debris shredded his suit.  During the last stages of shutdown, he was dowsed with a variety of chemicals, in liquid, gaseous and mist form.  He managed to stagger out before collapsing in front of the rest of the team.

He awoke in hospital several days later.  His arms were bandaged.  Several people expressed concern and prepared him for a shock.  His skin had been bleached white by the chemicals throughout his body.  He didn’t feel that bad, but was concerned about his hands.  They said that there had been some kind of scaring on his hands and arms.  However when the bandages were removed, there was no trace.

This remarkable recovery intrigued the doctors.  Somehow the chemicals in some random combination had permeated his tissues.  His muscle tissue was changing, even more so in the arms.   How far would it go?

As he continued to improve there was a marked increase in strength and endurance.  He was as surprised as the doctors when his strength started to pass normal levels. He started out lifting weights to build up strength – but it was getting too easy.  Eventually there wasn’t enough weights in the room to challenge him – even lifting the entire weight machine was easy for him.

 Later, when a nurse commented about trimming his nails, he joked that they weren’t that long – and they grew a couple inches as he said it.  He looked and said “They shouldn’t be like that…” and they went back to normal.  He found that he could modify the shape of his entire limb forming his fingers into knives, or his whole arm into a sword or club.  He practiced this – with his newfound strength he was formidable to any normal opponent.   He outlasted any sparing partners he could muster   Finally  an officer had him tested, surprising him with 4 individuals.  He managed to take them on easily, without lethal consequence.  Reviewing the tapes of the altercation there were several blows that he avoided, blows coming from behind.   When questioned he reported that he just new they were there when they started to move.

Further testing revealed an assortment of vibratory-based abilities.  He became practiced at making his arm into a living vibroblade or jackhammer of sorts.   He could also project attacks using his vibration powers.  His first attempt through the ground destroyed part of a parking lot. He also found he could vibrate through doors and walls, and also become intangible to some attacks. 

His appearance made him feel somewhat self-conscious, feeling like a clown or mime, but his brother managed to cheer him up.   His newfound abilities dampened the way he felt about his appearance.  He toyed with covering it with makeup, but found that it looked even worse.

He was awarded with a medal for his actions in rescuing the others.  And later was instrumental in identifying and capturing the environmentalists that had caused the problem in the first place, and the inside man that had helped them.

He still felt a little out of place with the Army now, working better alone.  When it came time to re-enlist, he opted out, despite pressure from the brass to stay.

Now in the private sector he works as a private detective, and sometimes a bodyguard.  He works his own hours, and makes a fair living. His brother sends him a good deal of work from his law firm.  He maintains a number of contacts with his military buddies, who occasionally call him in from time to time, using him both as meta-muscle and an outside investigator familiar with military protocol. 

Personality:

 Jake was always a bit tough and cocky, which served him well in the Army.   He was a touch a lone wolf, something that had been a little emphasized by his recent metamorphosis.  He prefers to shock normals with his abilities, but never threatens them unless he is first threatened.   He rarely uses his claws on other people, but will use them on their weapons, and inanimate objects.   He uses his Vibration powers as well to surprise – Frequently he has gone intangible to allow assailants to exhaust ammo shooting at him in vain, and then moved in afterward.  

In the field as a private investigator, he tends to keep to the shadows and observe most of the time.  He rarely muscles informants, but is not against intimidation.  Actual criminals he doesn’t treat lightly.  They are usually handled roughly while being held for authorities, on the infrequent times when he has had to apprehend someone. 

He knows his limits, and is not invulnerable, so rarely takes overt risks.  He prefers to let others make the mistakes and catch them off guard.

He hasn’t worked yet with any other paranormals or metahumans, but isn’t against the idea.

Jake doesn’t like being referred to as a mutant or otherwise being mistreated or joked with based on his “skin condition”.  He will   act a little “short” with anyone that is giving him a hard time based on that.   Even friendly jokes will be somewhat upsetting.   If friendly warnings go unheeded, he will act against the offender.

Jake doesn’t go to any great lengths to preserve a “secret” identity.   He stands out, and to many doctors, nurses, and army officials know of his existence.  He perceives that as a lost cause.  He does worry about his brother, his only living relative.  He tries to make himself look less and less like his brother.  The darker clothes, slightly longer hair than his brother, different hairstyle, etc., help some.  He tends to contact him infrequently, usually by phone, just to limit the possibility of someone making the connection. His brother doesn’t like it, but accepts it.   

The name Whiteclaw came about during one altercation with an informant – he heard the slime ball refer to himself that way and he took it.  He’s even taken to using his limbs to slash a trademark “W” like a modern-day Zorro – but so far just on buildings, pavements, cars, etc.  A trick he uses for intimidation.

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