Hawk Owl
From Unofficial Handbook of the Virtue Universe
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| I'm doing it my way! | |
| Hawk Owl | |
| Player: @hydrothermia | |
| Origin: | Technology |
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| Archetype: | Corruptor |
| Threat Level: | 50 |
| Personal Data | |
| Real Name: | Meridian "Mary" Hopkins |
| Known Aliases: | Mary, Hawk |
| Species: | Homo sapiens |
| Age: | 30 |
| Height: | 5'6" |
| Weight: | 120 |
| Eye Color: | Green |
| Hair Color: | Red |
| Biographical Data | |
| Nationality: | US Citizen |
| Occupation: | Truck driver |
| Place of Birth: | Anchorage, AK |
| Base of Operations: | Port Oakes |
| Marital Status: | Single |
| Known Relatives: | Job Hopkins - (deceased), Nukka Tootoo Hopkins - (mother), Jonathan Nanuq - (family friend) |
| Known Powers | |
| None | |
| Known Abilities | |
| None | |
| Equipment | |
| Power suit | |
| Power suit amplifies sounds to sonic waves and has the ability to created protective ice shields. | |
Contents |
Affiliations
Colleagues
Unknown.
Foes
- Longbow - Apprehended her after tracking down the origin of her power suit to Rhodes Island. She has little use for them because she believes was thrown into the Zig for wrong doing.
Group
Villain Group: Destroyers of Paragon
Personality
Mary hasn't been one to stay in one place, she may have a home to go to, but isn't going to be there for too long before she itching to go somewhere she hasn't been or has enjoyed elsewhere. She's made an exception to find the maker and her attackers before returning home unless Zoe can convince her otherwise. She's a bit introverted just by the new company she has been with and isn't going to strain herself to talk first. She picks up on things pretty quick.
Character History
Quick Overview
Meridian "Mary" Hopkins was born in Anchorage, Alaska in 1977 to an Job Hopkins and Nukka Tootoo. Taking on her father's occupation as a truck driver with the help of a family friend Jonathan Nanuq. Her "last" shipment was unknown to her, but she become a target pertaining to the contents she was hauling. Her rig blown into a snow drifted ditch by a F-16 Falcon. Surviving the blast, drug herself out of the burning wreckage, to see if there was anything left of her trailer. Salvaging what she thought were just pieces of a bunch of suits and a duffel bag, she hitchhiked her way back home and started searching who gave her the shipment and who wanted to take the shipment out.
The Alaskan Connection
Her father, Job, was an trucker originally from Omaha, Nebraska moving to Anchorage in the early 60's also finding a wife in Nukka Tootoo, an Inuit, in 1968. Spending most of his time on the road Job and Nukka didn't have a child until ten years later. Job was very proud to have a daughter and would bring along Mary while she was too young to start school hearing her father's stories of his trucking through Northwest Territory on the ice roads in the late 1960's and early 1970's. Job had a close friend through all the years of trucking through Jonathan Nanuq. Jonathan had a shaman-like demeanor telling the legends of the Inuits to those who would listen. Mary was fascinated by them remembering the funny tales that had a greater meaning.
Trucking
Mary knew that she wanted to follow her father's footsteps. Job wasn't against it, but wanted her to finish schooling before she started driving a truck. Mary understood her father's request, but always itched to be behind the wheel when she became old enough. Job would never seen her daughter finish school, and Mary never received a high school diploma. Job's truck broke through the ice in 1994 on his last run. The last freight was just too heavy on the melting 3 foot thick ice. Jonathan Nanaq heard word quickly as one of the fellow drivers that worked along side Job. Taking it upon himself to go to Anchorage and tell Job's surviving wife and daughter. He also started to provide for them for a few months so they could stay on their feet.
Three months later Mary approached Jonathan when he stopped by one day, and told him what she wanted to become a truck driver. Jonathan wasn't keen on a idea, but asked Nukka if she would allow her daughter to begin learning the ways of a trucker. Nukka consented for the sake of what her child wanted to do. She decided to keep herself busy by taking a job in a diner on the outskirts of the city. With that Mary began her journey of becoming one of the few females on the road in Alaska.
Two years later Mary received her CBL and started trucking on her own. As her abilities grew her demand grew as well drawing lucrative deals to give more than enough that she could return home on a regular basis and spend time with her mother.
Shady Transaction
Mary's popularity drew some interesting characters, especially this one. He contacted her over her CB one early spring morning.
"Is this Meridian Hopkins?" Said a garbled voice over the CB channel.
"Yeah, what do you want?"
"I've got an important shipment to be delivered to Vancouver, BC. Think you're up to the challenge?"
Mary thought that last comment was a little uncalled for, but always like a good challenge when it came to pushing the limits of her truck, a lesson she never learned from her father's death. "So what are we talking about here? Heavy machinery or just an everyday goods haul."
"If you don't ask anymore questions, I'll gladly pay you up front, say $500,000?"
Out of sheer surprises of the offer Mary said, "$500,000, you're kidding right?"
"Oh, no I'm not. If I couldn't afford to pay you I wouldn't have offered."
"Well, okay. Where do I need to meet you?"
"There's a little air field about 20 miles out east of Anchorage, you probably don't know where it is, so I'll upload the information on your cell phone, if you have one?"
"I do."
"Splendid."
With that Mary looked over the directions on her phone making her way out into a very secluded area of Alaska. "How come nobody knows about this place?" she asked to herself. Pulling into the air strip she could see the trailer being prepped to be hooked up to her rig. She had hoped to have gotten there sooner to try and see what was in the trailer. The contents must have come from the plane readying for another take off, Mary didn't understand why they just did take it to the destination said for her. She shrugged it off and started to hitch up the trailer to her rig when a man in a black suit and his faced covered by a ski mask and goggles. Slightly muffled he said,"Glad you could make it. Here is your payment in the brief case and you can go about your business."
"Why come to me?" Mary said taking the brief case from his hand.
"I heard you were one of the best truckers out here and thought you could use the money."
Mary tries to say something before she's interrupted by him saying,"Sorry to be so short, but I have a plane to catch. Goodbye and thank you for your business."
The Paragon City/Rogue Isles Connection
Trekking her way cross country, traveling over 4,500 miles of road, Mary was able to trace the origin of the power suit to Paragon City, Rhodes Island. She wasn't greeted with the greatest of hospitality after beginning her search for the maker and her attackers. Longbow apparently had been watching her since entered the city, and they attempted to bring her in for questioning. She didn't quite understand because they didn't appear to be law enforcement and resisted their advances finally screaming at one of them to leave her alone. Mary had forgotten she had the power suit's gloves on and abruptly sent a piercing sound wave through the Longbow agent knocking him unconscious. The other two motion towards her and all she could think was to run. She didn't get far by the web grenade binding her to the pavement making it near impossible to move. Hauled in for the "assault" of a Longbow officer and shortly placed into Zigursky Maximum Security Prison for the meta-humans and everyday criminals, with no known criminal record and good behavior she was released two months later.
Break In
Mary's power suit was confiscated by the PPD and never returned after her release. She initially tired to do it legally by going through the Brickstown prescient and dredge through the needed paperwork in attempts to get her power suit back. With little or no cooperation from law enforcement she took it upon herself to get the power suit back. Buying a Kevlar chest piece and Kevlar reinforced motorcycle helmet posing as a motorcycle driver wanting to join the police force, getting entrance by taking a tour through the prescient.
Reaching the room where various confiscated items are held, Mary made her move. Performing a suplex on the officer in front her knocking him out when his head hit the concrete floor. "Sorry about that," Mary said apologetically dusting off her hands, "but I need that power suit back." Searching through the room as quick as she could finally locating her duffel bag, hearing shuffling outside of the door she knew what was about to happen.
(Work in Progress.)
To contact this character's creator
- In-game: @hydrothermia
- CoH official forums: Hydrothermia
- CoH Guru forums: Hydrothermia
- Deviant Art: Hydrothermia
Creator Notes and Trivia
- Mary enjoys karaoke bars.
- At the time of the creation of Hawk Owl there was a character to yet be created to coincide with her story. Magnashock is that character.
- Unofficial Theme Song: "My Way" - Frank Sinatra.
