DJ Cozmic
From Unofficial Handbook of the Virtue Universe
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| DJ Cozmic in flight over Steel Canyon | |
| DJ Cozmic | |
| Player: @DJ Cozmic | |
| Origin: | Magic |
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| Archetype: | Defender |
| Security Level: | 50 |
| Personal Data | |
| Real Name: | unknown |
| Known Aliases: | Coz, Uncle Coz |
| Species: | Human ? |
| Age: | unknown |
| Height: | unknown |
| Weight: | unknown |
| Eye Color: | Variable |
| Hair Color: | What time is it? |
| Biographical Data | |
| Nationality: | Who knows? |
| Occupation: | Licensed Hero, DJ |
| Place of Birth: | unknown |
| Base of Operations: | Sewer Access in Pocket D |
| Marital Status: | Seeing someone |
| Known Relatives: | unknown |
| Known Powers | |
| Radiant Aura, Radiation Infection, Accelerate Metabolism, Cosmic Burst, Enervating Field, Mutation | |
| Known Abilities | |
| unknown | |
| Equipment | |
| Blinding costumes | |
| Wear sunglasses. Seriously. | |
What's to say about DJ Cozmic that hasn't already been said in the words "psychotic" and "blinding?" No one's really sure where Cozmic came from, or why he just won't go away. Once a morning DJ for The Cape Radio, Cozmic now works as a staff writer & fill-in DJ. He can usually be seen in Pocket D, blinding the general population with his usual choice of costumes that look like they were decorated by an explosion in a paint factory. When out on the street doing "the hero thing", Cozmic usually prefers a black trenchcoat & dark maroon pants. His reason for abandoning the standard neon-glow costumes for combat was given as "getting tired of being the first thing people shoot at." With a Hero Classification of "Defender, powerset Radiation/Radiation", Cozmic has healed many people in combat, as well as using radiation fields to weaken many of the Giant Monsters of Paragon City, such as Babbage, the Winter Lord, Lusca and Jurassik. He has also been sent to the hospital repeatedly by said monsters. ----
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The Origin of DJ Cozmic:
- The following is not commonly known information. Spoiler alert!
At first, there were the sounds... random snippets of music, wafting through the air.... __________________________________________________________
Perez Park is a strange place. Long sealed off from public access due to the zone's heavy population of various groups of "social outcasts", it has grown even stranger thanks to the fallout of mystic energies from the regular Circle of Thorns activity among the trees.
Magic is a funny thing. No matter how skilled the mystic, it seems that some amount of energy always is left behind after a ceremony. Leave enough of these "tidbits" of magic floating around long enough, and they start to gravitate toward each other. They clump together.. and all that potential energy starts seeking a form. A reason for being....
Near the Atlas Park entrance, a group of Hellions were being rousted by a hero. Radiation blasts charged the air as the gang members were quickly incapacitated. Teleport tags were attached to unconscious thugs, transport to the Zig was accomplished, and another of Paragon's justice fighters was away on another mission.... not paying any note to the rock & roll blasting from a now-abandoned radio... or a strange shimmer in the air...
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... fernoggle?...
... blakointleizza?
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The radio continued to pump music into the air, as the glowing cloud of mystic energies drifted closer, intensifying as it approached... almost as though it were absorbing the music itself...
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.. fooninkle?
.. blazzabing... roopincha... rokkinta... rok... rock... ROCK AND ROLL!
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As the radio droned on, the cloud slowly assumed human form... the music flowed into the cloud of energies and was transformed into a physical entity... a spandex-clad figure garbed in the most horrendously mismatched colors possible. Settling his newly-materialized glasses upon the bridge of his nose, the figure pondered... as a second, smaller cloud of energy settled upon his head, forming into the shape of a most frighteningly-colored afro hairstyle.
Words drifted through his head as the newly created being puzzled over that age-old question... "Who am I?"
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I am.... ???
I am.. music? I am... that which creates the music? I am... that which SHARES the music! What is it called again? The Voice spoke the name... what was it? Ferblonk.... ah.. there... there is the word again... I am a... DJ!
.. but... that is WHAT I am.... but WHO am I? Karflibble. Ah.. another word... I like it... the sound makes me happy. I am.. Cozmic! DJ Cozmic! Gerpaloonka! This is most diztaplongian! Wait.. another word... another Thing... " Groovy"... I like this word... oh... "Groove"... this must be the Thing which "Groovy" invokes... I like the "Groove"... I must find more!
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The next day, 2 Paragon City police officers were treated at Chiron Medical Center for temporary blindness. They weren't sure WHAT had come through the Perez gate... all they saw was a brilliant multicolored glow. Heroes were put on the alert, but no stranger-than-usual villain activity was noted.
The same day, MAGI began tests on a new arrival in Paragon City... an aspiring hero calling himself "DJ Cozmic."
Affiliations
- Quana - girlfriend
- Quazmic - daughter
- Attercap
- DJ Angel
- DJ Fallen Angel
- DJ Enigma
- DJ Shecky
- DJ Templar
- DJ Vangelus
- One Hit Wonder
- DJ Pheonyx
- DJ Cybrid
Supergroup: The Cape
Photographic Records
DJ Cozmic in one of his blinding outfits.
DJ Cozmic's battle suit.
External Links
DJ Cozmic's forum at The Cape Radio
