From Unofficial Handbook of the Virtue Universe

"Please don't make me raise my voice..."
David Libret
Player: @TheMindfulFool
Origin:	Mutation
Archetype:	Blaster
Security Level:	50
Personal Data
Real Name:	David Libret
Known Aliases:	Falsetto
Species:	Human
Age:	27
Height:	6'1"
Weight:	183lbs
Eye Color:	Brown
Hair Color:	Brown
Biographical Data
Nationality:	American
Occupation:	Hero Corps File Keeper
Place of Birth:	San Diego, California
Base of Operations:	Confidential
Marital Status:	Single
Known Relatives:	Allen Libret (Father), Celine Libret (Mother)
Known Powers
Sonic Manipulation/Technology
Known Abilities
Confidential
Equipment
Hero Corps Equipment
No additional information available.

David Libret is easily over looked. To most people, he's a 'norm', someone who just works as a file keeper for Paragon City's HeroCop Division. He's fairly quiet but doesn't mind making a sarcastic remark for his own amusement from time to time.

Starting Out

Early in David's life, his parents discovered he was quite adapt at singing. His parents, both musicians themselves, immediately began enrolling David in classes. While other kids were enjoying baseball and BBQs, David was sheltered in his room, practicing voice lessons. Even schooling was a waste of time in the eyes of his parents. They took him out of public school and began to home school him between lessons. Needless to say, this did nothing to help David's social skills.

At the ripe age of thirteen, David was accepted into one of London's top school. His parents packed their bags, following him to Europe, and there David sat for ten years. His days were filled with voice lessons along with acting and dance courses. His parents dreamed of him on the stage and he was not one to disappoint.

David came to love opera. His voice proved able to handle the stress the regiment called for and David had the drive. London, Italy, Spain- He traveled to all these places, learning from teacher after teacher until he was finally that well strung instrument he dreamed to be. He even was able to gain minor success on the stage. And by the age of twenty-five, he was offered the role of the life time. He'd be the man under the spotlight, the voice that kept everything together. He'd make or break the show. And he couldn't wait to prove to everyone that he was good enough.

Stage Fright

The performance started out well. However, it wasn't until the end when David began to feel... different. His head hurt, his stomach churned, but he forced himself to continue. It was his last song, his hardest song, and as he raised his hand to send out one last bellow of majesty... his mutation activated.

The first three rows never had a chance. The sonic waves sent them sailing from their seats, the sonic boom made sure to pop their ear drums. Panic, people running. David tried to explain, apologize, but every time he opened his mouth, another wave of sonic energy would escape.

At the end of the night, he was labeled a Super Villian by the Italian officials. He was sentenced to five years in prison (Several audience members were permanently deaf now) and there David sat. It only took five -days- until HeroCorp paid him a visit. He'd be released on probation if he agreed to work with them.

Who was David to say no?

Reluctant Hero

David hated his new line of work. Hated the training. Hated the hero name. Hated the capes! He hated the attitudes of his peers. He hated the elitism of his comrades. He hated his mutation for taking away the only thing he's ever worked for.

But he was free.

David spent his time working for HeroCorp, trying his best to fade to the shadows after every mission. Unlike his companions, he didn't want to be famous and known- Not as a hero, at any rate. His parent's prejudice against 'specials' caused them to never return his calls and his social skills made meeting new people nigh impossible for this man.

Needless to say, he wasn't happy.

That isn't to say he was depressed all the time. For one, he got to catch up on all the childhood things he missed out on. Skip-its, Sesame Street- Oh, Power Rangers! He even took up learning how to roller blade (Starting down hill is easy, he found. Stopping is not!). He even was able to make some minor friendships his two years in Paragon.

His life wasn't great- Hell, it was bad, sometimes. But it was the best David had at the moment.

Night at the Carnival

David was assigned to infiltrate the Carnival of Shadowss' camp. He was supposed to get in, snap some images, and get out. The brass at HeroCorp figured he'd be in and out within ten minutes tops. Sadly, their estimation was wrong.

He had been captured.

And for two weeks, he was tortured with their laughter, their games, and their songs. Even upon his rescue, the damage was done. He might be able to fake a smile like the best of them, but something is missing from this man. To those close to him (And that number was low), they would find that he was constantly on edge. He also developed a sudden fear of the darkness.

In truth, the music and the laughter are still with him. The shadows are watching, the whispers are beckoning. His sisters in the Carnival are waiting for him, and David is learning that no one ever truly leaves the Carnival of Shadows. Not for long, at least.

Personality

David's a jerk. That's the simple version. However, for those who are aiming to get to know him, they realize that he's a shell of his former self. While he might still have his wit, his drive has been shot. His bitterness over his past is closer to the surface. His temper even peaks through from time to time.

However, David does still have that softer side. He still wants to do what is right. He still wants to be productive. In the end, he still wants to be accepted by somebody. Blame 'daddy issues' but the closer someone gets to David, the more he'll subconsciously push them away.

An intelligent man who is aiming to do the right thing, David is finding that life as a hero isn't filling in that gap that remains in his heart. Who knows what can, really?