Name: Tacheon Alexander Black (That's Mr. Black to you)
Age: Three deca-cycles and four (34 years of age) since created, Four deca-cycles and seven (47 years of age) since project began
Race: Human (From planet Tiberius)
Sex: Male
Hair: Chin-length, jet-black hair, generally pulled back behind the ears but not secured.
Eyes: Hazel (constantly shifting, depending on mood rather than color of surroundings)
Weight: One hundred sixty-five pounds (165 lbs.)
Height: Six foot One (6'1")
Strengths: A true God of War. Many, many years of battle experience in both combat and tactical reconaissance. Due to his use of Atrionic manipulation (see below, under bio, this one's a long read), his speed and recovery rate are well above normal. His raw strength and defense itself isn't that high, because his recovery rate and cunning doesn't require it. And he has an amazing amount of stamina.
Weakness: He holds back on women and children. The back of his head is his Achilles' heel. One good skull-penetrating blow will knock him... dead? Mortal? Whatever. He isn't invincible... um, ah-- see the bio for more information. It's confusing to explain.
He's easy to defeat if you manage to destroy his... brain...
Skills/Magic: Atrionic manipulation, weapons expertise, super-human speed and reflex
Appearance: Tacheon is a man who knows how to dress. He generally doesn't vary much in what he wears. Sometimes, it's a black sweater with black jeans and Japanese-style slippers, sometimes it's an admiral's uniform adorned with war-medals and the insignia of the Rebel Navy, and sometimes it's just jeans, a t-shirt, and a greaser's jacket. He always stands tall, never slouching or leaning against the wall. Tacheon always stands on the balls of his feet (hehe, I said balls, get over it), a habit he picked up from his days as an assassin. When he walks, it seems as though he glides from one area to another, making no real movement with his upper body. He is white, although his skin is slightly tanned, but not the super-tan that some people find attractive, more of a slightly-toasted color. The only blemishes on his skin are a small, hairline scar slicing vertically down under his right eye, and a barcode and ID number on his upper forearm. He usually walks empty-handed.
Personality: Tacheon is a sado-masochist. He both enjoys the exhilaration and rush of adrenaline from pain, and the similar rush from inflicting it. When he gets into a tussle, the apprehension is lost and he enters a blood-frenzy, doing anything within reason to decimate the enemy's morale and then going for the kill. He likes to prolong people's suffering. When he's not fighting, however, he is a very rational, methodical man. He is the type to always kick his tires before he leaves. He is overly cautious of traps, and will always try to negotiate before getting into conflict. He is not easily angered. Despite his violent bursts, he's more of a lover than a fighter.
Biography:
Tacheon Black isn't sure of his origins. He has no family, except for a brother that he tries to forget that he has. In reality, he was part of a project, called Gemini, which was an effort to enhance the human genome with powers beyond imagination. However, there was a system failure moments before the project came to a halt. Instead of one complete human, two were formed. One, the positive aspect, was known as Tacheon. The other, negative aspect, was known as Vylanos. They know each other as brothers.
When he was growing up, a strange race of aliens entered the galaxy. They began to attack the outer-rim planets without hesitation, leaving a trail of death and destruction in their wake. A council of twelve men grouped together in the system of Sol and formed The Galactic Confederation. With the conbined resources of the galaxy, they managed to repel the invaders. However, when the time came to disband the GC, they were reluctant saying that the outer-rim planets owed them a debt of a lifetime of servitude. And so the Rebellion was born. Tacheon raised the money to purchase a ship, christened as Thunderbird, and began to work as a hired gun for the Rebellion, where he rose the ranks and soon became a captain in the Rebellion's navy.
After five years of research, Tacheon discovered something rather interesting. There is no such thing as nothing. Even at the smallest level, the space between atoms was occupied by something, a four-dimensional sheet of sub-matter known as Atrion. With several more months of practice, he was soon able to manipulate Atrion in such a way as to form anything he wanted as long as he knew the exact structure of it down to the chemical composition. He cannot form anything larger than a breadbox, although what he can make he does with such precision that he could use it for any task it is suited for. One of the products of Atrionic reactions is free energy, so no energy is lost during the reactions. He never gets exhausted.
Normally, the part of the brain that allows Atrionic manipulation is transferred into space for memory mere moments after birth. However, due to special adjustments to the genome thanks to the Gemini project, that part of the brain was never lost. Both he and his brother retain the ability to manipulate Atrion. The part of the brain needed for this delicate process lies in the back of the brain, and if it is disrupted at all the ability to manipulate Atrion is lost, essentially making them a normal person with nothing special about them (ergo, he loses that part of the brain, he's mortal and is killable with ease). Otherwise, and other part of the body, including the brain, regenerates rapidly until they either choose to stop the healing process, or they lose the ability to manipulate Atrion.
When Tacheon was a couple of years old, his brother Vylanos went on a megalomaniacal rampage and set out to conquer Tiberius. When nobody would bow to him, he got so infuriated that he launched all of the nuclear weapons on the planet, practically destroying anything living there at the time. All traces of Tacheon's past were lost. Ever since the downfall of the GC less than two cycles ago (two years), he has begun to search the plane of the universe for some meaning in his life. He knows nothing of the possibility to lose that part of his brain, and in fact knows nothing of the Gemini project at all.
Now that his drive in life, to end the GC, has been accomplished, he doesn't know what to do. He searches for a reason to live, or a way to die. He welcomes his fate either way.