Black Argonaut-83542
From Unofficial Handbook of the Virtue Universe
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| Ethan in the VoPC Weapons Room. | |
| Black Argonaut-83542 | |
| Player: @Sgt. Roy | |
| Origin: | Technology |
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| Archetype: | Blaster |
| Threat Level: | 30 |
| Personal Data | |
| Real Name: | Ethan Campbell |
| Known Aliases: | Codename: Black Argonaut |
| Species: | Human |
| Age: | 32 |
| Height: | 6'8" |
| Weight: | 212 lbs. |
| Eye Color: | Green |
| Hair Color: | Brown-black |
| Biographical Data | |
| Nationality: | Confidential |
| Occupation: | Ex-Malta, Spec Ops Leader |
| Place of Birth: | Dark Astoria, Paragon City, Rhode Island |
| Base of Operations: | None |
| Marital Status: | Single |
| Known Relatives: | Mother: Linda Campbell - Father: Philip Campbell - Brother: Christopher Campbell |
| Known Powers | |
| Confidential | |
| Known Abilities | |
| Experience with ranged weapons and devices | |
| Equipment | |
| Weapons and a uniform | |
| Looks similar to Alex from Silent Hill: Homecoming, but with a goatee. | |
Ethan Campbell is a former gunslinger and traitor to the Maltese Islands, this soldier is the leader of the Spec Ops team in the Villains of Paragon City. He is the perfect soldier, and is very loyal to those he serves under. He does not hesitate to kill the innocent or defenseless, and will continue to push himself to his limits until he has proved himself worthy.
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Childhood
Birthplace
Ethan was born in Astoria, now known as Dark Astoria. As a child, he was hated by his mother, father, and brother. This is because they thought of him as a "devil child" once he reached the age of six, as they found him reading a book that he got from the church building. The certain page he was reading (shown at the bottom of this section) frightened them, and they thought he was going to do something horrible. Each of them constantly attempted to kill him up until he reached the age of ten. By then, Ethan realized that he had to run away from home. It was the only way to escape this constant hatred. He packed up a couple pairs of clothes into a suitcase that he stole from his father, as well as a butcher knife he took from a kitchen drawer. He ran downstairs with the suitcase in one hand and knife in the other. He was caught and smacked by his father, who then proceeded to take the knife before Ethan reacted quickly and cut his father on the arm. Ethan dropped the suitcase and ran out of the door and down the street with nothing but a knife.
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On the Road
Ethan lived on his own for a couple years, stealing food and defending himself with a broken and rusted butcher knife. Up until he turned thirteen he figured that this was his life, to live on his own with no home to go to. At least there was no beating. One day, Ethan fell off the steep edge of a hill, after looking down upon it and part of the hill breaking. Ethan fell and cracked the bone in his leg. He was no good at mending a bone, but he did his best to keep pressure off of it and worsening the pain. Soon he realized that the only way to move was to tow onto a vehicle. He found a large truck and waited for an opening to jump inside. Once he was in he managed to smuggle his way onto a large ship built for transporting vehicles. He got out of the truck as the ship started moving and walked around a bit before the pain in his leg came back and he fell onto his side. He staggered to his feet again and made his way below the deck, where he moved into a maintenance room and fell asleep.
A New Land
When Ethan woke up, the ship had reached its destination. He made his way off the boat, just barely keeping himself from being noticed by guards. He was on what seemed to be an island, and later he found a map which read at the very top, "MAP OF MALTA". Malta. The Maltese Islands. He made his way into the Maltese Islands. This was MUCH different from home. Everywhere he looked he saw the ocean. There were no modern buildings, just trees, rocks,and dirt. This was going to take a while to get used to. He took a step forward, still gazing intently at everything around him. He had quickly forgotten about his home, this new world had completely blown him away. His leg had still hurt, but he didn't pay any attention to it, he was completely focused on staring aimlessly around the island. It was only until he began walking and suddenly screamed at the pain in his leg that he came to his senses. When he fell to the ground, grabbing his shin, a man who seemed to be in his early thirties rushed to him. He told him that Ethan needed to see a doctor, and then picked him up, slinging Ethan over his shoulder. The man took Ethan to the hospital, and the doctor there gave him a splint that he would use for a few weeks. When he left the hospital, the man that found Ethan--who had introduced himself, named Stephen--told him that he was surprised Ethan managed to fight the pain for as long as he did, without even calling for help. Stephen had praised him for that, and told him that if he were to grow up and continue to gain the willpower to fight pain like that, he might possibly be able to join the Maltese Army someday. He just needed to be eighteen years old to apply...
