Omega Cow
From Unofficial Handbook of the Virtue Universe
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| Omega Cow | |
| Player: @lulubelle | |
| Origin: | Mutation |
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| Archetype: | Brute |
| Threat Level: | 30 |
| Personal Data | |
| Real Name: | Rufus von Pamplona |
| Known Aliases: | King Turbo Nuclear VI, Specimen 1665 |
| Species: | bos taurus |
| Age: | 5 |
| Height: | 8'6" |
| Weight: | 750 lbs. |
| Eye Color: | black |
| Hair Color: | white with black splotches |
| Biographical Data | |
| Nationality: | Northern Confederation of Americanada |
| Occupation: | Warlord |
| Place of Birth: | Montana |
| Base of Operations: | The ruins of Washington DC |
| Marital Status: | Stud |
| Known Relatives: | herd of several thousand |
| Known Powers | |
| Hooves of Fury | |
| Known Abilities | |
| Stampede, Goring | |
| Equipment | |
| Leather Hide, Conductive Chains | |
| In case of charge, run diagonally. | |
Contents |
Background
The Distant Future
Everyone knew it. Civilization was great, but it was temporary. Sooner or later someone would get too lazy or too crazy and blow it all hell. Matchwood cities burned under mushroom clouds, plaster landmarks crumbled as the forest advanced, and man was driven along with the animals once more onto the cruel serengeti of survival. Subject once more to the Law of the Jungle, evolution came calling to the species of Earth, with an armload of back taxes we had all been avoiding. Many didn't survive. Some others went in strange directions.
The humble cow, for example, was once a creature bred to servile perfection by thousands of generations of man. Watery-eyed and stupid, it was capable once of little more than eating, sleeping, and dying for the meat, milk, and leather that were so valued. When man's ten thousand years of stewardship and protection ended and the cow was beset by a million new predators, survival took over. The cow grew smarter, stronger, more dangerous and paranoid. For centuries herds of scared and bloodthristy cattle roamed and tore across the blasted plains of the Mid-West, trampling and impaling anything in their path. The phrase "cattle-drive" caused nightmares all across the villages and farming camps of the Empire of Fly-Ovar.
Rufus von Pamplona (perhaps a closer translation of his bovine name would be "Muuvnsr from-the-Running-Place", but this one is prefered) was the exemplar of centuries of that evolution. Smarter, tougher, and more ruthless than any hundred that came before him, he rose upright over the herd and resolved to dominate all that he surveyed. He crafted his herd into an army of riderless cavalry and with bloody hoof scratched out an empire of his own in the dust. Apparently he led a happy life of enslaving humanity and seeking new land to conquer. At least, for a time.
The Present
Powers
Hooves of Fury
Certainly the most striking mutation that has developed in the cows of the future is their development of hands on their forelegs instead of hooves. The Omega Cow is certainly no exception, however, he possesses a special mutation of his own. When angry or aggressive, around his hands form shells of pure energetic hatred in the shape of hooves. The manifestation of thousands of years of slavery at the hands of man and the genetic memory of his lost hooves, the Hooves of Fury are nasty weapons that allow Omega Cow to strike with rock-hard impact.
Pointing out that pure energetic hatred is pink is an unwise thing to do while within arm's reach.
Stampede
Much like many cows, Omega Cow can reach extremely high speeds, even walking upright. Omega Cow has been clocked at speeds approaching 120 kph, which is a frightening prospect, considering his massive bulk and razor-sharp horns.
Goring
Cows have been bottling up their rage for countless generations, and the cows of the future has learned to tap into the deep reseviors of anger deep within their genetic memory. In battle, this fury takes over, soon turning Omega Cow into a brutal whirlwind of fists snapping ribs, hooves crushing skulls, and horns tearing out unidentifable bits of organ. People wearing cowboy hats seem to attract an unusually large portion of this feral rage.
Conductive Chains
Aside from having naturally thick skin resistant to damage, the experimentations of Dr. Aeon upon his time-snatched bovine prisoner have had quite an effect. Beneath his skin are a web of implanted wires and chains that not only amplify Omega Cow's resistance to strikes, but also draw upon the energetic anger from deep within Omega Cow to generate various electric fields and currents. The massive charges flowing through Omega Cow's bulk can disperse energy blasts, repel bullets and sword strikes, and even disrupt the psionic waves that make up mental assaults.
