Mr. Sad Socks

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"Look upon my socks ye mighty, and despair."
Mr. Sad Socks
Player: @Happy-Pants
Origin: Natural
Archetype: Mastermind
Security Level: 50
Personal Data
Real Name: Professor Alloicious Wigglesworth
Known Aliases: Socks, Prof
Species: Human
Age: 47
Height: 5'9"
Weight: 153 lbs
Eye Color: Brown
Hair Color: Brown
Biographical Data
Nationality: American
Occupation: Former Literature Professor
Place of Birth: Paragon City, Rhode Island
Base of Operations: St. Martial
Marital Status: Single
Known Relatives: Unknown
Known Powers
None
Known Abilities
Very well-educated
Equipment
The Ancient and Dire Socks of Assyria
No additional information available.



Sad Socks was my first villain concept, originally created to be the foil of Mr. Happy Pants. He draws most of his inspiration from the villains of the old Adam West Batman TV show, and Snidely Whiplash. He's a comedic failure of a super-villain; with misguided nonsensical motives, bumbling and thematically named henchmen, and an over-developed sense of melodrama. In short, he's a blast to play.

Contents

A History of Evil

Humble Beginnings

The fools at Harvard never understood the genius before them. Yes, they may be the elite of the Ivy League, but they could not understand the sheer genius of Dr. Aloicious Wigglesworth, the greatest mind in Ancient literature. But he knew he could show them. With money from grants destined for other projects, and the aid of a mysterious benefactor, Dr. Wigglesworth journeyed to Iraq and the lands of the former Assyrian empire, together with a privately funded team of archaeologists and a small unit of mercenaries for protection, searching for what was thought to be only a fable, the dread foot wrappings of Shamshi-Adad, said to contain the dark powers that led him to victory. As they entered the ancient tomb, a sandstorm arose, and shadowy figures attacked. While few know what happened that night, Dr. Wigglesworth finally emerged triumphant, wearing the ancient foot wrappings. He gathered together the remnants of the mercenaries, promising them glory and riches with his new command of the darkness. Mr. Sad Socks was born!

A Life of Crime

Sadly, Mr. Sad Socks had no experience at being a villain. Rechristening his men after Shakespearian tragedies, and with his ultimate goal being to claim an appointment at Harvard as a dean, he did what most new villains do. He robbed a bank. Unfortunately for him, the bank was in Paragon City, where all too many heroes were waiting to stop him. His first defeat came at the hands of th ironically titled Mr. Happy Pants, and a rivalry was born. Sad Socks and his men, save for King Leer who was too cunning to be caught, were sent to jail, only to be broken out within days by Arachnos forces. Learning that Arachnos, and specifically Scirocco, was the secret financial benefactor to his journey, Sad Socks pledged to aid their spidery cause.

Retirement

Mr. Sad Socks was able to meet the minimum standards to enter the Midnight Club, partially through his academic credentials, but also due to seemingly accidentally help aid the club in protecting the world. His knowledge of ancient history and mythology proved surprisingly useful in Cimerora. While perusing the Midnight Club's collection of books and artifacts he began ranting about the disorder, and started taking items and moving them all over. Before he could be stopped, Mr. Sad Socks had managed to sort one quarter of the club's library into an easily usable and understandable system! The Midnight club offered him a position as librarian, and Mr. Sad Socks took it with(in)appropriate dramatic flair. He now guards over the Club's resources, ruthless guarding the knowledge from those who don't return it back on time.

Enemies

Physical

Appearance

He wishes he was this cool.
Take the geekiest possible literature professor, dress them like Snidely Whiplash, then convince them they have incredible power and the right to use it on all who ever laughed at them, and you have Mr. Sad Socks. He's thin, pale, slightly hunched, balding, but somehow manages to maintain a perfect handlebar mustache, a skill many thought lost to the 19th century.

Personality

Coming.


Minions

The mercenary team that followed Mr. Sad Socks to Assyria have stayed with him, embracing the super-villain henchmen lifestyle. Why have they done so. Well, there's a reason the team was available on discount.

The Soldiers - Caesar and Macbeth

Two very normal soldiers. They don't know much else, and aren't the brightest sorts in the world. Sad Sock's attempts to educate them have led Caesar to study military history and philosophy, subjects he seems intrinsically destined to not understand. His hair-brained schemes make even Mr. Sad Sock's ideas look good, and King Leer regularly has to shut him up. Macbeth on the other hand has turned to popular fantasy literature, becoming a quintessential geek, and constantly annoys the team with his fandom references that no one else understands.

The Special Forces - Hamlet and Othello

Better trained and better equipped, Hamlet and Othello at first far more reliable and capable then the soldiers. In combat, this is true. Out of combat, Hamlet has proven to be a constant problem, with his low morale and constant complaining. Othello has a far better attitude, being rather overconfident, and quite convinced he's the best thing that's happened to anyone he's ever met. His bravery shows far too often in his willingness to hit on the super-villianesses that he meets, and he's needed medical help to recover from their rather justified reactions on several occasions.

The Medic - Romeo

While an accomplished combat medic, Romeo constantly feels the need to prove himself as part of the combat team, recklessly running into situations, guns ablaze, while the rest of the team is still assessing the situation. He would be a far more effective medic if it wasn't most often himself needing the medical attention.

The Commando - King Leer

Everyone but Mr. Sad Socks himself understands that King Leer is the true brains behind the team. He's pulled their fat out of the fryer more times then he count, and is directly responsible for most of the victories Sad Socks has had. He's an incredibly competent commando, with a violent streak that frightens the rest of the unit. When out of combat he is cool calm and collected, and the only one willing to smack Sad Socks down when he gets too ridiculous. Many wonder why he chooses to stay with the team.

The Creepy Inky Black Thing

Recently Mr. Sad Socks has learned how to summon a roughly man-shaped concentration of darkness that fights with the team. No one really knows what it is, but they all agree... it's just freaking creepy!

Powers

The Dread Foot Wrappings of Shamshi-Adad

The Sad Socks.

Weaknesses and Limitations

So very, very many.

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