Malfeasance
From Unofficial Handbook of the Virtue Universe
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| Malfeasance | |
| Player: Roughtrade | |
| Origin: | Science |
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| Archetype: | Corruptor |
| Threat Level: | 45 |
| Personal Data | |
| Real Name: | Doctor Malachi al-Tayyib |
| Known Aliases: | ' |
| Species: | Human |
| Age: | 40's |
| Height: | 230cm |
| Weight: | 180kg |
| Eye Color: | Green |
| Hair Color: | None |
| Biographical Data | |
| Nationality: | Rogue Islands |
| Occupation: | Scientist |
| Place of Birth: | Spain |
| Base of Operations: | ' |
| Marital Status: | Single |
| Known Relatives: | ' |
| Known Powers | |
| Atomic | |
| Known Abilities | |
| Scientist | |
| Equipment | |
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Contents |
Interview
Name: Doctor Malachi al-Tayyib aka Malfeasance
Place of Birth : Madrid, Spain
Origin: Through my investigations into the secrets of subatomic particles I have invested my cells with the ability to generate atomic power. I am a Scientist, so you could very well say that my powers originated within my own mind.
Hero or Villain: Such common titles are misnomers. Foolish and unenlightened people do not understand my genius. I do seek the greater good for all humanity but the common man is incapable of seeing beyond his next meal and the soft glow of the television turning his mind to pabulum.
Supergroup: I have gathered an organization of individuals who I use to further my purposes. They have taken my nom de guerre as a title for the organization. Truth said, I let others run the day-to-day business and the tedious details while focusing upon the larger issues.
Archetype: Great power corrupts, and my power is the greatest.
Former Job: For a time I sold my services to various atomic energy developers in Europe and the Middle East.
Base of Operations: Currently I am a Professor of Physics and Atomic Engineering at Aeon University in Cap Au Diable. I also have been given permission to freely investigate the “Shiva Strike” and the zombie like alien creatures which were birthed from that catastrophe.
Why do you like being a “villain”? : Aeon’s restrictions on research are not limited by inferior intellects who hide behind words like “morality” and “ethics” to camouflage their cowardice.
Brief Physical Description: Previously I was not of unusual appearance. Due to a side effect of the process, this has been altered. My stature could be described as “monstrous” by some, I am just below eight foot in height and my physical frame is far more bulky than before. The only true disfigurement per se is that my epidermal layer has taken a bleached tone in color. I have also become completely hairless, but my hair was already receding. In truth, my cellular structure is immeasurably transformed and my cardio-pulmonary system transfers supercharged ionic plasma instead of oxidized iron. In effect, I bleed green, glowing, energy plasma.
Brief Personality Description: The World Court in the Hague called me a Megalomaniac. Unfeeling, callous, cruel even. What is the greater cruelty? To watch mankind descend into a mindless stupor, driven to violence by need and impulses that they are too animalistic and too unevolved to control? Or to take the cretins, the ones society has deemed as worthless, or even as criminal for their sadistic tendencies; take them and use them as fodder for research. Research and discovery so that those of mankind worthy to live can exist in a perfect world, free from hunger, the threat of global war, and secure in the knowledge that the wisest are guiding the progress of the world? I am driven to succeed and I am vexed by lesser intellects who seek to put constraints on my search for knowledge.
Goals and motivators: What greater goal is there than the pursuit if knowledge? Sadly, too many do not agree that perfection is in knowing and power is in learning. My current situation is such that I cannot simply spend my days in teaching young minds and spend my evenings in pursuit of even greater knowledge of the workings of our universe. I owe the Arachnos Organization a great deal for a place of exile and the facilities they have provided and I welcome any opportunity to repay the debt I owe for their continued support of my research.
Opinions on Important Factions
Freedom Corps : Simple minded thugs, following orders from fascist governments who fear any person who does not bend a knee to the ignorant and primitive “morality” that silences true intellectual freedom.
Arachnos : What can I say about the Organization founded by Lord Recluse that has not already been said? I have no love of governing and no desire to spend my days in the petty business of laying down laws and the constant conflict of political necessity. Arachnos is well suited to the task, even if I feel some of their more Darwinistic policies are, in the long run, unwieldy and inefficient. I have no interest in the political arena. The organization I maintain already takes up more of my time than I wish, and even becoming as feared as Black Scorpion or as respected as the Ghost Widow would infringe upon my research far more than I desire.
Wyvern/Freedom Phalanx/Vindicators/Dawn Patrol : Useless and dangerous “adventurers” of the worst sort. Some of their leaders have the power, ability and in many cases even the intellect to become my equal but instead they let dullards and moralistic mythology reign them back from true greatness.
A typical quote : A “battle cry” perhaps? I do avoid physical conflict when I am able, rational minds should not resort to such measures. Sadly, there are many times when I am plagued by irrational dogs and I do not hesitate to employ the powers at my disposal. But, to satisfy this interview, how is this: “You cannot match the limitless power of the atomic fire which burns within my cells!”
Do Heroes or Villains Recognize you and if so how: I am indeed a figure who is easily recognized. Before my incarceration I corresponded with many in the scientific community, including Positron and Synapse, as well as numerous others who call themselves “Hero” or “Villain” in this world. But it was my trial in the World Court that possibly would be recalled by the common man. Though I paid little attention, I understand the demonstration of my powers in the third week made for entertaining viewing. Of the “Crowd at Pocket D” I must say I decline to spend my nights there. I have visited on occasion, it’s neutrality provides a venue to meet with persons I otherwise could not easily come into contact with. I do not, however, make a habit of remaining long.
History
Every man has a story, the saying goes. I will try to keep the duller parts to a minimum. I was born to a wealthy family and went to the best schools in Madrid. My parents were both devout Moslems, and while I have freed my intellect from the chains of religious nonsense, some of the customs of that faith are still with me. For example, I abstain from pork; proof that all of us are creatures of habit. I was more devout in my youth and I did perform the hajj while on sabbatical in my collegiate period. On that road I made contacts that would become important later, and in those years I learned that Marx was correct when he described Religion as the Opiate of the Masses. So, as the Quran plainly states a devout man of faith should avoid intoxicants in even small amounts, I decided to avoid the greatest mind numbing experience of humanity and no longer indulged in religions of any sort what so ever.
After leaving the academic crèche I was employed by an American company that was at work in reclaiming the environment from the Chernobyl disaster. Mostly in the laboratory but there was some fieldwork involved as well. My junior place in the hierarchy ensured that while my theories were obviously superior they would be ignored in favor of the stratified and stifled methods of older, inflexible minds. I was approached by Countess Crey and offered a position with the European branch of Crey Industries.
It was an intriguing offer, and in the one interview I had with the Countess herself I was impressed by her mind, her boldness of vision, and was tempted greatly by the advanced designs of her facilities. Ultimately, however, she is driven by profit, a shortsighted goal in my opinion. I did not take the position, but it did open my eyes to the fact that there were indeed other people in the world who could take bold steps and were not afraid of the risks involved in advancing technology and science.
The Countess, proving she had no ill feelings over my refusal to join her organization, provided me with an introduction to members of this bold community. As fortune would have it, one of which was an acquaintance of my hajj. We formed a small sized corporation in Syria and with backing from Baghdad, Tehran and even Makkah, my research into bio-nuclear empowerment began. For half a decade I was allowed free reign to promote my own studies and interests, leaving my partner to handle the financial details and our various governmental interests.
Alas, my partner proved more motivated by greed than intelligence. One of the political groups he attempted to “short change” grew angry and leaked some details that found their way to the UN Security Council. Interpol raided our facilities and, being unable to grasp the implications of my research, labeled it a “ghastly horror” and other libelous names as if they were publishing tabloid journalism instead of a scientific report.
Hounded by international agents, I withdrew to the Sudan. The American invasion of Baghdad and the proliferation of religious fanatics in the area facilitated my exit from the Middle East entirely. The Mediterranean coast of North Africa provided several locations from which I attempted to reinitiate my research. Warring factions and unstable political leaders continued to cause disruptions, and the UN Council continued to misrepresent my research. The world court issued a condemnation that labeled me a threat to humanity.
I was eventually betrayed by the government of Tunisia, handed over to the world court in exchange for the lifting of several trade sanctions. Those who are interested have already seen the trial; I will not dwell upon it except to say one thing. It provided me with a moment of epiphany. I had not resisted my arrest, even though I had already unlocked the atomic potential of my cellular structure. In that prison I realized that the only true debate of an ideal or principal is the successful application of it in the physical world. Innovative research will always be suppressed unless the scientific community is forced to accept the actual results in the undeniable proof that only appears to come when they have their skulls shattered by the results.
Professor Aeon, it seems, had followed my trial and persuaded Lord Recluse to provide me with an escape from the prisons in The Hague. The tabloids added my name to the growing number of so called “World Villains” and I allowed myself the theatrical indulgence of lowering myself to meet their expectations. Of all the charges against me, “Criminal Malfeasance” was the one I found most cynical, as well as humorous. I took my current title from that source, decorated myself with a colorful uniform and embarked on my new career.
OOC
Hello all. Mal has been around since CoV opened, but I've never really gotten out and about in the RP community.
Smallish Hooks I can think of at this time:
Mal continues to publish articles in scientific journals. Mostly upon radiation gene therapy. Characters with radioactive powers may or may not have read/been subject of these articles.
Mal is intensely interested in Bloody Bay. Rumors on the Isles place the entrance to his secret lab somewhere within the southern end of the main island. He has put forth the theory that the Shivan creatures are actually an alien life form that exists in colonies, rather like yeast. Rather than being based on electrochemical reactions, as life on earth is, Mal theorizes that they are based on radioactive decay. He claims to fully understand this reaction and states he can cause a Shivan to be created at will.
Though the reason is unknown, Mal has a personal grudge of some sort against the Fifth Column in general and Archon Burkholder in specific. His only foray into Arachnos policy has been several published editorials that discuss the profits for Arachnos in annexing Striga, or at least establishing a fortress to provide support for activities, such as exist currently within Bloody Bay, Siren’s Call and Warburg.
