Metrosexual Messiah
From Unofficial Handbook of the Virtue Universe
Metrosexual - n - Metrosexual is a neologism derived from metropolitan and heterosexual coined in 1994 describing a man (especially one living in a post-industrial, capitalist culture) who displays behavior stereotypically associated with homosexual men (such as a strong concern for his appearance), although he is not homosexual.
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| Handsome devil, ain't he? | |
| Metrosexual Messiah | |
| Player: @Cyarm | |
| Origin: | Natural |
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| Archetype: | Scrapper |
| Security Level: | N/A |
| Personal Data | |
| Real Name: | Cy Andrews |
| Known Aliases: | Metro |
| Species: | Human |
| Age: | 24 |
| Height: | 6'0'' |
| Weight: | 200lbs |
| Eye Color: | Brown |
| Hair Color: | Dyed blonde, originally black |
| Biographical Data | |
| Nationality: | American |
| Occupation: | Full-time hero. Part-time lover. Occasional model. |
| Place of Birth: | Paragon City |
| Base of Operations: | Confidential |
| Marital Status: | Single |
| Known Relatives: | 2 Superpowered Parents (Status unknown) |
| Known Powers | |
| Enhanced natural physical abillities, superhuman reflexes | |
| Known Abilities | |
| Skilled Martial Artist. Dangerously efficient with hair-care. | |
| Equipment | |
| Comb, Hair Gel, Pocket Mirror, Replacement Sunglasses | |
| No additional information available. | |
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Character History
"I always wanted to be a superhero as a kid, y'know. Seeing these cool ass heroes fly around and beat up bad guys was awesome. I wanted to do that too. I'm one now... but back when I was a kid... yeah, that was the dream. I don't really have any early memories. I think... the first thing I can remember... I was like, five... and I didn't have any parents. I didn't have a home either... and I lived with these super nice homeless people, who took care of me. We were like a hobo community. It was kinda cool. Anyways, the streets of Paragon City were rough for a kid. I kept away from drugs and gangs... because I knew that was only gonna lead to a dirt nap in the end. Don't get me wrong, I got in my fair share of fights... and you *had* to learn to fight to survive. Luckily, I had a natural advantage in that field... but I should stop getting ahead of myself. The folks I was livin' with saved up their money and helped pay for my education at school. Books, lunches, pencils. They wanted me to have a better life than them... and I'll always be grateful for that."
"When I graduated high school... I didn't know what I wanted to do with my life. Seemed like someone up there had an idea for me... because a model scout noticed me one day on the street. Said I had cheekbones to die for, and that I should come on down for an interview. The next few years were a blur. I shot up in the ranks so quick it'd make your head spin. I was a natural, apparently. Hell, all you gotta do is walk to the end of the runway and turn. Apparently people have trouble with that? I dunno man. All I know is that boy I made a lot of money real fast. I was rich. And before you say it, because I know you're thinkin' it... I *tried* to track down my old family, so I could pay 'em back... but the thing about being homeless is that if you don't wanna be found... you won't be found. You get real good at hidin' in the shadows. Sometimes I wonder what happened to them. I don't wanna think about it too hard, 'cuz y'know... it's probably not good. I hope they're alright, wherever they are."
"So trying to track down my old family got me curious about my biological family. I had literally no memories of my parents... or even if I had any siblings. So I took a DNA test and hired a guy to do a little digging on the results. What I got back was pretty nuts. For the most part, I was pretty normal. 90% white... little bits of of other races... and a whole 2% of bonafide meta-human DNA. What's more, is that the investigator I hired says he tracked down a record of my parents. A Mr. and Mrs. Andrews... last names only... registered for hero licenses on the same day... my birthday. Like, c'mon dude! That's way too good of a coincidence to be true!"
"So after that... I kinda pissed off management when I told them I'd be taking a break from the modeling game to follow my childhood dream. I wanted to wear tight fitting spandex and beat people up! Who doesn't wanna do that? We had a whole press conference to unveil my future plans too. That was a fun day. The press was gobsmacked that a guy who was raking in easy money for bein' so damn handsome would wanna jeopardize that for a bit of glory. But I'd made up my mind. After that, I spent a couple years training. Got buff, got ripped. Did a bunch of pushups. Ran a lot. Learned some cool fighting techniques. And now I do hero stuff. Pretty cool, right?"
Appearance
"C'mon... we can't *not* talk about how good lookin' I am. So let's talk now! You start!"
Cy Andrews is an athletically built young man of average height and weight. His most significant feature, as he would certainly tell you, is his bleach blonde feathered hair.
As Metrosexual Messiah... he wears a white and black bodysuit, with striking jagged designs. His gloves and boots have both been designed with comfort and defense in mind... being both durable and well fitting. His sunglasses are just regular normal everyday sunglasses... but are an "important tool to build the brand", in his own words. He just had to have a matching cape too. C'mon, it's kitsch! Can't mess with the classics. Depending on the situation, he often wears a black scarf facemask... generally just to look cool and mysterious... but also because bugs keep flying in his mouth when he flies, and he's gotten sick of it.
Personality
"If my looks are a 10... then my personality is at least a 20. But I'm better looking than I am charming... so I guess my looks are a 30."
Metrosexual Messiah is a flamboyant hero, always with a smile on his face and a song in his heart, bless him. He's also not the sharpest knife in the drawer. Hell, you couldn't cut butter with this knife. In a word, he's a lovable idiot. Alright, that's two words. Sue me. Eccentric is an accurate word to describe him, if nothing else... often saying and doing things that may seem strange... but seem to make perfect sense to him. Is it an extension of his own stupidity? Or does he do it to amuse himself? Who knows. He's gonna keep on doing it though. He's also got quite the ego problem, believing himself to be far better than he actually is... and relishes heavily in compliments and praise... which often go straight to his head. Despite his outlandish personality, once Metro is comfortable around someone, he tends to show a much more relaxed and easygoing side.
Powers & Abilities
"Faster than a speeding bullet! More powerful than a locomotive! Able to leap tall buildings at a single bound! It's a cease and desist in the making, so I better come up with a better intro!"
Metro is for the most part, nothing special in a world of superpowers. Gifted with physical capabilities far above normal humans, he possesses greater strength, agility, dexterity and so on. His most noteworthy ability, is his highly sensitive reflexes. When danger strikes, the world perceptively slows around Metro... which allows him to react accordingly and with little effort. He also possesses the ability of flight, which is super handy on saving gas money.
Metro has trained in various forms of martial arts, and has even developed a few of his own techniques.
Weaknesses
"Sometimes I worry that I'm *too* good. It often keeps me up at night. Lucky for you, I don't need much beauty sleep. I'm already maxed out in that department.'""
Metro's biggest threat is quite possibly himself. His lack of common sense and intelligence often winds up in him getting into sticky situations of his own making. He's also type to strike first and ask questions later, with no patience or ability to plan for himself... which means he usually has to play sidekick.
Equipment
"A.K.A. The stuff that keeps me sane. For the love of god, I may just die if I forget any of this stuff."
While Metro isn't necessarily a 'prop' hero, using weapons and gadgets to do his work, he does carry around a few signature items for his own benefit. For starters, one to several replacement pairs of sunglasses, in case the pair he wears is lost or breaks. He also carries several combs with him at all times, to straighten and style his hair during downtime. On top of that, he normally has a container of hair gel, as well as a small pocket mirror. Going without saying, he also has his cellphone on him at all times. I mean, who doesn't? It's [CURRENT YEAR] people.
Trivia
- Metrosexual Messiah's Theme Music
- Metro designed his costume himself, even tailoring it by hand.
- Cy adapted his lifestyle with a polyphasic sleep schedule, meaning he only needs about two hours of sleep a day. Crime doesn't sleep... neither should he! (except for those two hours. no crime between those hours, pls)
