From Unofficial Handbook of the Virtue Universe
|Player: @Darkshot Avenger|
|Occupation:||rookie-level CSI for PPD Crime Lab|
|Real Name:||Gary Yuan Zhouyu|
|Known Aliases:||(none yet)|
|Identity:||might be a secret, but maybe it doesn't matter|
|Hair Color:||dyed brown (originally black, silver in hero costume)|
|Birthplace:||Daly City, CA|
|Birthdate:||December 11, 1987|
|Current Residence:||Steel Canyon|
|Religion/Faith:||Buddhist by parental practice, Aetheist by technicality|
|Sexual Orientation:||open to suggestion|
|English, some Spanish, very little Cantonese|
|Xiao Zhen (mother), Ren Wu (father), Tracy Ling (younger sister)|
|psionic blasts, selective lightning powers, super speed|
|Training / Abilities|
So what's all this about wanting to know me? I mean, I'm not really anything special. And I know people will hella look at me weird when I tell them, "Yeah, I was struck by lightning when I was 17 vacationing with my family in Cancún." I should've been fried to death, sent to whatever heavens or Nirvana exists, something. But obviously, that's not what happened. Still, I'm just a normal guy from the Peninsula of the San Francisco Bay Area trying to live life as normal as possible.
The When's and How's
So my parents named me Gary Yuan when I was born on December 11, 1987 in this Seton Medical Center hospital. I can't remember much about it except that it's where I had my doctor all my life until I left my parents to go to college.
I lead a pretty normal teenage life. Had girl problems, even had guy problems, had the driving thing when I was 16, hung around and kicked it with my friends, you get the picture. In October 2005, my family decided to take us and three of my friends to an awesome vacation to Cancún, Mexico. So we thought, "Sure, let's go." It was free and everything. So we went.
That idea was really really bad. The third night we were there, my three friends and I were gonna go to this club when all of a sudden, the entire Yucatán Peninsula was put on red alert the night of the 19th. The three of us didn't listen. The hurricane came. Then, we ran for our lives. City officials came and tried to take us to a shelter. I was one second too late. The winds picked up and it literally dragged me off.
From that moment on, I had no idea what happened. I just remember it hella hurting, hella dark, and I suddenly saw a flash of light. I woke up in the hospital in San Antonio two days later, my three friends and my family just staring at me. My friends told me that once the wind took me away, there was this really bright lightning strike. Followed by two more. Doctors said that I was fine, though. I just had a concussion and the left side of my rib cage was bruised.
So yeah, I was already in college at San Francisco State University with the three friends when I went on that vacation. When I got back, it was back to business as usual right? Well, sure it was. Only this time, things started to get.... hella interesting.
Static discharges became... common. Meaning I'd touch something and I'd get shocked. The first couple of times, it hurt like a bitch. But then, I stopped getting hurt. I mean, I know they happen. But because they didn't hurt, I didn't care. My friends still did, though. And handing papers in by hand was... not the best thing in the world to do.
Something else that was interesting was that.... people are telling me that I'm saying things to them when I'm not saying a word to them at all. What the hell was that? First, I saw a guy who had a dirty shirt on so in my mind, I thought to myself, 'Man, that's one hella dirty shirt you got on. Go back to your dorm and changed it.' This guy turned around and asked me what I just said in this really angry tone of voice. But I didn't say anything. He almost started a fight. So I walked off in the other direction.
Second time it happened, I was in my morning World History class. The teacher was putting me to sleep. So I looked at him and again I said to myself, 'Dude, I'm getting hella sleepy in here. Can your voice not be such a bore?' The teacher turned around and got angry and said, "Well if you think this is boring, do you wanna teach the damn class?" I wasn't the only one who was getting sleepy, but everyone woke up at that point. And everyone was looking at each other wondering what the hell I said. No one heard me say anything, I wasn't telling him anything, either. It was hella awkward so not even halfway into the class itself, everyone started to leave. Including me.
It started getting really bad. The static discharges not so much, but the whole telling people thing when I haven't said a word was. Even my friends noticed it and it got to a point where... I stopped being friends with them. I did a lot of research on this. I went on Google, Ask.com, Yahoo!, you name it. My searches were telling me that I might have Delusional Disorder, or that I am a Telepath. Both of which, I didn't believe. So I tried methods. Little things.
I told my little sister Tracy to fetch me a glass of water a few times without actually verbalizing it. She did them without question. I asked my mom if we had soy sauce without verbalizing it, she gave an answer verbally. So I did research some more. Where can I find out more about this? How can I... master it, I guess. The answer I kept getting at was at a place called "Paragon City".
What the hell is Paragon City? I've been too hella sheltered to even know what that is. Then I heard a news report on KTVU Fox 2 about some Freedom Phalanx stopping some superadine deal in Paragon City. So I did research on the city. A city full of superbeings? It's known as the City of Heroes? Seriously? I so needed to go over there.
Now came the hard part. Convincing mom and dad if I can go over there after the Fall 2005 semester was over. Everything on my part was already done. Transcripts were printed, itinerary was planned, housing was planned, even classes had been planned, and I even had a major so early in the game. At first, they said no. And I wasn't about to tell them my powers. They're gonna hella think I'm a freak or something.
All I really had to do was compare majors. I told them that Paragon City University in Founders Falls had the best forensic science major than any other universities in the country. They tried pulling the UCSC card. They tried pulling the USF card. They even tried pulling the SJSU card.
Alright, alright. I fibbed some of the info. But I really was not gonna tell them about this.... psychic thing that I have. There was no way. I kinda thought this was a losing battle for me, but I had to keep fighting for it. I came home from work one night and they were even arguing about it in Cantonese. Sounded like dad supported the idea and mom didn't. In my head, I shouted "Good god you two, stop arguing!" And they stopped. I marched in my room and went to bed.
The next morning, they relunctantly let me transfer schools. They figured it was the best thing to do since it was almost Christmas and they at least knew better than to keep this argument going. So on December 27th on '05, I said goodbye to the Bay Area and went on a plane that was bound for Boston.
To be honest, I had a little bit of a hard time adjusting. It didn't help that my folks e-mailed me, texted me, and even called me quite often. It was tough getting used to people and their superpowers. Still, I think it hella helped to know that I wasn't the only one. I'm pretty sure no one else in the Bay Area had something like this. Least, no one that I knew about.
But in time, I was getting used to things. I even got a license to be a hero on the side, and came up with my own persona, Lightning Psyche. I got in touch with this lady named Azuria who's the liason for the Modern Arcane Guild of Investigation in City Hall. She said she sensed a lot of arcane energy in me and even told me that I was struck by some mystical lightning at one point. Well... I didn't tell her exactly what happened, but she said what I had was magic. So I believed her.
So I did the hero thing, blah blah blah, got hella recognition for it and what not. A few years pass by and then we're in my senior year of college. I met a guy named Max in Pocket D. Things.... well... Things got interesting. He looked like a nice guy so I talked to him. He was hecka cool. I was still 21 at the time and was barely legal to drink. Sure he was 5 years older, but we were at least legal. I was coming up on my last year of college and I had two more semesters left of my major to complete it and I was gonna see about living off-campus. And I did that. Told Max to come with me since he lived on top of a building somewhere.
I guess it didn't help that we... were interested in each other. Never a night where it was dull. Things started going downhill about a week later. I saw him getting fresh with someone else. I confronted him about it and he said he had problems with commitment. Then again, I shouldn't have expected things.
After that, Max disappeared. For a long time. I figured that he didn't want to deal with me anymore. And that's cool, I guess. Too many things happened between the two of us and we could've dealt with it better. So I did all I could, I finally graduated college and got my bachelors. I thought about going back to the Bay Area, but I was too attached to Paragon City, I guess.
I got hired at Paragon PD and with training and guidance, I became a junior-grade Crime Scene Investigator. I had a lot to learn as a rookie, but they figured that with my powers of being able to talk to people and being able to see what's in their mind, I could be a big help. One night after work, I decided to head over to Pocket D just for a drink. Once again, I see Max. Asked him where he went, where he's been, all of that. He said he missed me. I missed him. Blah blah blah. Talked to him and... well... I guess he's moved on or whatever. Or maybe it was me that's moved on.
Right now, I'm just trying to get by. This city's great. I've always admired this city because it had people like me even though I've contemplated on going back to Daly City. Then again, there's really nothing for me out there except my family. I guess we'll see, huh?
If no one's noticed it by now, yeah I have powers. Yeah, I'm a superbeing. Yeah, I kinda like it. No, I kinda don't. It's just one hella confusing cycle on how I really feel about it.
Azuria said that I was a (zeta) ζ-level psychic. Whatever that hella means. So I can do the whole mind-reading thing and talk to people in their minds, I guess. But I don't normally do the mind-reading thing unless people are being really loud in their heads. Does that even make hecka sense?
So again, Azuria said that I must've gotten struck by lightning when Hurricane Wilma took me away or something. So whatever, she was the expert at this stuff so I trusted her. From that, I gained some sort of thunder powers. It's kinda cool, I guess. I can punch people in the face or trap them and all of that.
Oh by the way, I forgot to mention. I can run. Really really really fast. Hella fast. I haven't really gotten tested to see how fast, but I'm guessing.... 300? 400 miles an hour? More? I don't really know. I should probably get that looked into one day. My higher-ups at work always wondered why I never come to work in a car but I thought they'd know by now.
Of course I listen to music! Sometimes, I come to work with an mp3 player on my ear. Then I tell my bosses that it's my hands free device from my cel phone. The excuse works wonders.
- Red Hot Chili Peppers - Under The Bridge
- Fall Out Boy - Dance, Dance
- Blink-182 - What's My Age Again?
- OK Go - Here It Goes Again
- Linkin Park - Breaking The Habit
- Maroon 5 - Makes Me Wonder
- Aerosmith - Jaded
- Third Eye Blind - Semi-charmed Life
- Paramore - That's What You Get
- Presidents Of The United States Of America - Lump
- No Doubt - Spiderwebs
- Foo Fighters - Learn To Fly
- Alanis Morrisette - Ironic
- Fuel - Shimmer
- Nirvana - Smells Like Teen Spirit
- Fall Out Boy - This Ain't A Scene, It's An Arms Race
- Counting Crows - Mr. Jones
- Lenny Kravitz - Again
- Sheryl Crow - My Favorite Mistake
- Presidents of the United States of America - Peaches
- No Doubt - Bathwater
- Eve 6 - Inside Out
- Crazy Town - Butterfly
- Nickelback - How You Remind Me
- Blink-182 - The Rock Show
- Blur - Song 2