Bolt Razor

From Unofficial Handbook of the Virtue Universe

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Trent in his street clothes.
Bolt Razor
Player: @Frauzte
Origin:	Science
Archetype:	Blaster
Security Level:	(constantly changing)
Personal Data
Real Name:	Trent Falco
Known Aliases:	n/a
Species:	Human
Age:	24
Height:	5'10
Weight:	169lbs
Eye Color:	Dark Blue
Hair Color:	Black
Biographical Data
Nationality:	American
Occupation:	Currently unemployed
Place of Birth:	Los Angeles, CA
Base of Operations:	None
Marital Status:	Single
Known Relatives:	Grandfather:Vincent (deceased), Father:James (deceased), Mother: Marian (deceased)
Known Powers
Energy manipulation (used by drawing upon the energy surrounding himself as well as within his own body)
Known Abilities
Intellect, Fitness (his body is kept in extremely good physical condition, a requirement in order to handle the strain of his power.)
Equipment
None aside from his glasses (he has perfect eyesight, but his eyes are sensitive to bright light)
Experiences pain everytime he uses his powers, though the degree is determined by the amount of power used, going nova renders him fatigued and exhausted. He also has a very healthy appetite, partially due to a slightly increased metabolism.

Born a healthy individual in the city of angels (L.A. , CA), Trent Falco was raised like most other children, he learned to walk, to read, to write and play sports. He attended school and was encouraged to excel at all subjects by his loving parents. The boy even had his rebellious stages growing up, but always remained for the most part, a normal individual.

This all changed for him on the night of his 18th birthday when fun and games led to a horrible accident. The fun-loving youth had been dared to stare down a vehicle in the middle of the street in a game of chicken, something that was of course ill-advised but under most conditions would not have been a problem. However, in this particular scenario the scales were tipped towards disaster when the driver of the vehicle, a furious drunkard, took the boys game as an insult and in a blind rage and alcohol induced haze accelerated quickly aiming to run the boy over. Fear gripped young Trent as he saw the bright lights of the truck illuminating his figure and everything around him, he could feel his heart, caught in the icy grasp of death's touch and all seemed as though it would be over soon.

As irony would have it, things did come to an end that night, but not for the boy. A split second before the impact of the massive vehicle would have killed him a massive burst of focused energy erupted from Trent's body arcing outward in a shockwave that flipped the vehicle, hurling it backwards nearly 50ft down the road. All around him there were signs of the event, destroyed pavement, broken glass, even nearby trees had been knocked over and splintered from the force. And yet, everything was silent.

Frightened, the teen turned and ran stopping only once to call 911 and report an accident from the nearest pay phone before heading straight home to speak with his father and mother about the event which had transpired. Horrified, both parents agreed to tell their son about a similar accident which had occurred years before his birth, when his father James was still a child. According to the story, apparently Trent's grandfather (a well known but hardly famous scientist) had been expirementing for many years on a secret project of sorts. The details of this project were of course, unknown, but... supposedly if the boy were able to find his Grandfather again he would come to know the answers behind what had occurred and the purpose of this strange and dangerous gift that had awoken inside of him.

Years would pass as the boy searched for the old man, his long "goose-chase" finally ending in the state of Alaska, where with a bit of luck he turned two years of hard work and travel into the first sign of success. With all clues poitning him in one direction he entered an old broken down house, finding that it was sadly abandoned and by the looks of it had been that way for some time. Silently cursing to himself Trent would fall to his knees in what was formerly his grandfather's study. Dust rose from the sudden thud of his bodyweight against the floor boards and he noticed something out of the corner of his eye. A journal, torn and tattered, furiously he searched through it, flipping page after page until he found and would tear out the only remaining one that was in good enough condition to be considered legible.

It read: "the expirement has failed again...despite my best efforts, I have been unable to perfect a serum which will allow the human body to harness the energy of the living and inanimate objects around itself and use it as a tool...or perhaps, a weapon. My only hope is that perhaps my first expirements upon myself will not have passed down through my bloodline to my son or his only child whom I have never seen more than a picture of...."

The page was burnt it seemed the rest of the way and nothing else could be made out but the words "evolution" and "DNA". Carefully folding the journal entry he placed it in his pocket and would leave the house, setting it ablaze so as to not allow anyone else to find anything concerning the research that had been conducted there.

More time passed and the young man would pass into adult hood, more and more incidents occurring with his strange and phenomenal power that he struggled to learn to master. It would take him the next 4 years of his life carefully training his body and mind to handle the strain and focus of using his gift without causing horrible collateral damage. It was during this time, his 24th year of life that he heard news of a city, filled with hero's. A place where he might perhaps find his niche in the world along with a use for his gift, and the means to complete master it so that he could fulfill the dreams of a long gone old man, and his recently paren'ts whom had passed during his travels.

Taking the heroic title of "Bolt Razor" , a hero he had imagined as a child and often drew pictures of for his mother, he moved to Paragon City and began seeking the answers to his questions... and ultimately his destiny among the heroic population.