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The last thing you see before your team dies.
Player: @Sede
Origin: Natural
Archetype: Scrapper
Security Level: 50
Personal Data
Real Name: None
Known Aliases: Mugs
Species: Human clone
Age: 5 (physically in his mid-20s)
Height: 6'4"
Weight: 165 pounds
Eye Color: Bloodshot
Hair Color: Light blue
Biographical Data
Nationality: American
Occupation: vigilante
Place of Birth: Paragon City, RI
Base of Operations: Paragon City, RI
Marital Status: Single
Known Relatives: God knows how many other Paragon Protectors (some deceased, some not)
Known Powers
Poisonous spines, hyper-reflexes
Known Abilities
creepy laugh, causing team wipes in record time while remaining unscathed



Mugetsede's story begins in one of the darkened laboratories of Crey Industries' Revenant Hero Project [1], where Paragon Protector Batch #7371-B was currently gestating. On a routine inspection of birthing tube #825211, one of the technicians accidentally dropped his burrito into the tank. The spicy Mexican food triggered a chain reaction, resulting in strange reactions with the body contained therein. Awaking violently, the Paragon Protector erupted from the tank and proceeded to laugh maniacally for five minutes before sprouting giant poisonous barbs and escaping the lab, leaving a swath of destruction behind him [2].

About twelve floors up, the Circle of Jerks were on a routine unprovoked attack on a Crey office. The Jerk known as Powered Broker had, rather predictably, charged ahead into another wave of security on his lonesome. At the same time, Mugetsede came up a nearby stairwell with a horde of guards on his tail, running straight into the same group that Broker had decided to attack. The resulting melee lasted for over a half hour, taking the combatants through eleven offices spread across three floors and injuring over a hundred and seventy security personnel and lab technicians. More importantly, Mugetsede managed to fight alongside Powered Broker and survive. Impressed by this Herculean feat, the other Jerks hired him on the spot.

Five minutes later Mugetsede dragged another floors' worth of Crey guards onto them. Much swearing was had by all.


Being a Paragon Protector, an elite genetically-engineered metahuman whose DNA structure combines elements of countless heroes, Mugetsede could only have one of three possible patterns. In case you couldn't tell by now, he can sprout spines out of his body and has the reflexes of a coked-up fifteen year-old Korean fighting game fan, able to move fast enough to literally dodge bullets [3]


Mugetsede is, at his core, completely barking mad, a fact which rarely escapes the minds of anyone who spends more than five minutes around him. If you wanted something more specific, "flighty," "reckless" and "completely apathetic towards the well-being of other people" would be a good start. Furthermore, despite being free from Crey's influence part of the Paragon Protectors' "programming" still remains; namely, the part that mandates that any heroes in the vicinity die horribly, something Mugetsede occasionally attempts to bring about by attracting the attention of nearby gangs, patrols and mobs, occasionally engaging in grotesque displays of necrophilia after they've all been cut down but before the medical teleporters kick in. In any other super group, these personality traits would be considered a liability.


  1. As mandated by the Paragon City Ambiance Referendum, all laboratories engaging in questionable science must be poorly lit to a degree directly proportional to how questionable the science is.
  2. All in all, it was a pretty uneventful day
  3. Which, for Mugetsede, is a good thing because every bullet that hits him is one less bullet that could hit his teammates. Hey, I didn't say it was a good thing for his team, after all.

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