Discord
From Unofficial Handbook of the Virtue Universe
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| Discord at the basketball courts in The Gish. | |
| Discord | |
| Player: @Harmonix | |
| Origin: | Mutant |
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| Archetype: | Blaster |
| Security Level: | 25 |
| Personal Data | |
| Real Name: | Jesús del Manzano |
| Known Aliases: | Discord |
| Species: | Homo Superior |
| Age: | 26 |
| Height: | 5'7 |
| Weight: | 170 |
| Eye Color: | Brown |
| Hair Color: | White Dreads with purple highlights |
| Biographical Data | |
| Nationality: | Hispanic-American |
| Occupation: | DJ |
| Place of Birth: | Crowne Memorial Hospital |
| Base of Operations: | King's Row, Paragon City, RI |
| Marital Status: | Single |
| Known Relatives: | XX: Mother, XX: Father, XX: Sister |
| Known Powers | |
| Sonic Energy Conversion | |
| Known Abilities | |
| Acrobatics | |
| Equipment | |
| High tech custom headphones that can tap into TeamSpeak and the Police Band | |
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Contents |
Biography
DOB: July 28th, 1983
Jesús was born and raised on the Row; sentenced to death from the moment of his birth, and not by natural causes. But his love and proclivity for music gave him another fate.
At the age of 15 Jesús had become the hottest DJ on the Row's rave circuit. He went by the name DJ Discord. The irony was lost on none as his music could only be described as "post-modern techno-classical symphonix" to quote a party flyer from 1998.
At his b-day rave in 1999 Jesús' mutant powers emerged. Lost in the excitement of the beat he unknowingly ignited the sound waves into cascading energy, injuring some, destroying the equipment, and
electrocuting and nearly killing himself.
The technology that now keeps him alive and gives him control over his mutant powers both binds and separates Jesús from the rest of the world. He is now effectively deaf; his auditory world confined to the discordant noises that provide him with wonders and a second chance.
Team Affiliations
The Gold Corporation (current)
ReGenesis (former)
- Tablet
- Team Leader
- Security Level 20
- Radiation Emission / Radiation Blast Defender
- [DECEASED]
- Anima
- Security Level 18
- Illusion Control / Force Field Controller
- [DECEASED]
- Empyrean
- Security Level 19
- Fire Blast / Fire Manipulation Blaster
- [M.I.A.]
- Goldstryker
- Security Level 16
- Claws / Invulnerability Scrapper
- [DECEASED]
Journal
March 18, 2010
...What have I gotten myself into? I thought maybe it was time to get back into the game. A lot of time has passed since... ReGenesis fell. I sought out one of my old contacts, a good man, always did right by us: Antonio Nash. He was surprised to see me, to say the least. He was happy, too.
He directed me to someone called Maximilian Gold. Recommended him highly. Said we'd be good for each other, that I'd be good for the team and the team'd be good for me.
I wonder what he means by that.
March 24, 2010
Madre de dios, I think I royally screwed things up tonight. It's just, that girl is a ticking time-bomb and they're too young and naive to see it. Sure she's got a good heart under all that pain, but the choices she's making, the attitude, it's infectious. I can already see it tearing apart the team, the blatant disrespect for the team lead.
He asked her to go talk to him, it's a simple request, and she couldn't even do that. If she can't do that, how is she expected to follow orders? How can I be expected to trust someone like that to get my back when a real Villain comes knocking?
I don't know. Maybe this is the wrong team for me. Maybe it's still too soon to come back.
God, she's so much like him.... Never again, I swear.
April 1, 2010
It was a good outing this week. We successfully arrested two Archvillains, and at the same time! Ok, sure, they were more concerned with beating each other to death than they were with us, but we made it work when we got the drop on 'em. I'm still amazed no one's died yet. Thank God for medical transporters.
But seriously, I think we're starting to find our groove a bit better. Helping each other out, learning each other's strengths and weaknesses. It's almost like we're a team. Even Red was showing a lot more concern and teamwork. I still don't trust her as far as I can knock her back, but it's a start.
Pep was having a rough week. She lost someone close to her in a supers battle. I know what it's like to lose people close to you, but it's a little different. My people knew they had signed up for a dangerous life. Her friend just lived here. I think she'll make it through ok, but it'd be tough on anyone. In a way it brought the team closer together. We were there for her. We were there for each other.
People may rant and rave against the super life, the life of a hero. But you know what? It's not going away. This is reality. And you know who doesn't care about your philosophical objections and dead bystanders? Villains. From Lord Recluse all the way down to the Hellions and Skulls.
We're not perfect, we're only human (well, most of us.) If you're looking for some philosophy, try this:
"When bad men combine, the good must associate; else they will fall one by one, an unpitied sacrifice in a contemptible struggle." -Burke
or the more common though less easily attributed:
"All that is necessary for evil to triumph is for good men to do nothing."
I'm still not sure I belong on this team. I like these kids, but I'm not sure I'm one of them or even can be. I mean, I'm anywhere from five to twelve years older than them. Still, I started to see some opening up and some warmth. Heh, Aero was kind enough to dry me off with a controlled hurricane after we took out those subs in the Arachnos base. That was nice of him.
