The Bronze Thunderbolt
From Unofficial Handbook of the Virtue Universe
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| Welcome to Bronze Thunderbolt Airlines! | |
| Bronze Thunderbolt | |
| Player: @RobotoHQ | |
| Origin: | Science |
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| Archetype: | Scrapper |
| Security Level: | 44 |
| Personal Data | |
| Real Name: | ? |
| Known Aliases: | Bronze, Thunder, Bronzedude, Hero of Trenton, Bolt |
| Species: | Meta-human |
| Age: | 26 |
| Height: | ? |
| Weight: | ? |
| Eye Color: | Green |
| Hair Color: | Brown |
| Biographical Data | |
| Nationality: | American w/ German roots |
| Occupation: | Hero! |
| Place of Birth: | New Brunswick, NJ |
| Base of Operations: | Trenton, NJ |
| Marital Status: | It's uh... complicated. |
| Known Relatives: | Mother, Father, Sister (all in Trenton) |
| Known Powers | |
| Electrical control, electrically charged flight, connection with 'The Lightning Lands'. | |
| Known Abilities | |
| Athletically capable, hardened brawler. | |
| Equipment | |
| "The Carbon Mask", burning laser pointer (for those ropey situations). | |
| Footnotes | |
| Protect and Serve! | |
Bronze Thunderbolt was a character I created on January 15, 2010. He was greatly inspired by (a very well done character) Xanatos, to which he would've been a more serious and quiet character. But there's something about me that can't play characters that are too serious. Anyway, I honestly couldn't believe I got the name, but I did, and it's awesome!
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The Party
Whom we now know as the Bronze Thunderbolt was a regular party boy. Every weekend he'd sit in his dilapidated friend's home, listen to rock music and dance the night away. He was the life of the party, making everything at the parties worthwhile. Pretty much everyone liked him, for he was indeed a kindhearted individual and could assist you anytime anywhere with anything. However, sadly, he didn't live up to this challenge when he was the eyewitness of a mugging. The woman was first smashed with baseball bats and golf clubs and then her purse was immediately stolen, both muggers flying through the streets.
Bronze simply stood there in shock. He knew he couldn't do anything about the muggers... he was no superhero. He stood there, frozen in disbelief. He shook himself out of this and then rushed to the woman's aide, attempting to carry her to the hospital. And in due time, the woman did recovered. She did thank Bronze, but he knew he didn't deserve anyone's thanks. He wasn't living up to his true potential. Trenton is a rough town with an awful lot of crime.
For the next day, he simply sat on the riverbank of the Delaware River and moped, reminiscing to himself about the mugging. Constant cell phone calls chimed in, to which he'd tell that he'd "be to the party" that night, which was just prevarication. He was getting extremely frustrated with himself, and then he saw the blimp.
"FOR THE NEXT THREE DAYS, WE ARE ACCEPTING APPLICATIONS AS TEST SUBJECTS OF THE TRENTON UVON SCIENCE LABORATORIES! UVON LABS ARE A NATIONALLY RECOGNIZED SCIENCE INSTITUTE. APPLY TODAY, AND YOU COULD MAKE UP TO 1,000 DOLLARS AN HOUR! THIS JOB IS OPEN, HOWEVER TEMPORARY."
Bronze knew that might have been his chance to avenge the woman! He could take that job and take the money to buy equipment to become the hero of Trenton! A brilliant opportunity. He knew exactly what he would do now...
He'd eat, party, sleep and go to the Uvon labs of course! He was awfully excited, but he didn't know exactly what his job entitled. Hopefully nothing crazy.
The Opportunity
Three weeks later...
What would soon be The Bronze Thunderbolt was now undergoing his first test. His application was accepted into the Uvon Laboratories gladly, as he was in decent medical condition. He was starting to think ahead of the tests and wonder what being a hero will be like... what his alias will be, and how he'll bust criminals. It was a glorious plan, really.
Injected with a vaccine test, he was feeling drowzy, but not too tired. The vaccine had an effect right away, hardening the immune system. Nothing too dangerous had happened from this test.
However, expecting something similar the next day he returned to the Uvon laboratories. They had cracked him with a decision: either to undergo a possibly dangerous test (involving chemical contamination) for a thousand dollar pay raise, or stick to the regular schedule, and climb the ladder the slow way. Of course, he accepted the first.
They had put him in the isolation chamber, which was padded and actually rather large.
"Alright, now we're going to start running the test. You'll probably stay in for about a minute before you'll want to move away. We just want to test your stamina while this drug has taken effect. We've designed it to heal wounds, but you won't have any. We're looking for side effects.
"Yeah, yeah, doc. I gotcha. I think I'll stay in for a little more then one minute. I'm a tough guy, you know."
"Okay, if you say so. By the way, for every minute you stay in there, you'll get a dollar pay raise. But anyway, the chemical contamination fumes will encompass the room in 5... 4... 3... 2... 1!"
The room was instantly filled with green smoke, and Bronze could feel literally tons of pressure weighing down his lungs. He had felt it was certain that he'd be out instantly. He had to resist, though, and did so well.
It was a few minutes into the challenge when the doctor clapped for Bronze and encouraged him to keep going, even though there was little chance that he'd last this long. Bronze was standing against one of the padded walls.
"Alright, doc..." he coughed. "I'll stay in here, because I do want some money. I'm going to use it for a college fund... or maybe to be a hero..."
"Interesting! Heroes are needed here in Trenton... too bad they don't transfer any from Paragon City."
The spat conversation back and forth, but they noticed he was two hours into the test and still hardly breaking a sweat. A truly remarkable achievement, the man had done.
However, he was nowhere near done. Despite the doctor's amazement, shock and awe, Bronze pushed onward for fifteen agonizing weeks, eating and drinking through pipes that were installed during his test, because their estimate was so far off. His body was withstanding something that would kill Atlas. He was an unstoppable person.
But on the Thursday of the fifteenth week, something strange happened. Bronze-colored electricity suddenly emitted from the test subject's body, sending him writhing in pain and... well, shock (haha) on the floor. He had no choice but to stop the test, slamming down on the 'STOP' button, allowing him an exit.
"We wanted to know what this would do to the human body for a minute. But fifteen weeks? That's absolutely extreme."
"Yeah, I'm a..." Then the test subject started choking, coughing... and dying.
"Oh my god! It seems that because of his consistent exposure to this chemical contamination he isn't physically able to breathe oxygen anymore! Put him in the chamber until we produce something we can help him with!"
He was put back in the chamber, electricity spewing every which way. He was a human thunderbolt. A bronze human thunderbolt. It was truly a sight to behold... but this man was crazed at the moment. He would die if he stayed in the chamber, but also die choking outside of the chamber.
He was then commanded to press the stop button, and when he fell out of the chamber, he was quickly given a mask that sprayed the Venothrax drug into his lungs rather then oxygen. His respiratory system was similar to that of a plant's... with Venothrax.
The Hero of Trenton
Bronze required that the scientists spoke NOTHING of his name or the incident to the public or anyone else. The scientists agreed for the the sake of their lives, because Bronze had just become a dangerous person, even if his personality was calm and heroic.
But he was fulfilled, even though he was far from his goal of redemption. He was a ticking timebomb of electricity, though, so he didn't seem suitable to be a hero just yet.
The massive amounts of money he received greatly assisted him, allowing him to access weapons, gear and other miscellaneous equipment. Thus, he spent his funds on a powersuit, used a little for himself, and expended the rest to the goodly various charities of Trenton.
He would then search around the town, helping and hurting, every single day, with his powers of courteousness, bravery and electricity. After some work in the field, he had become a hardened brawler and was ready to plunge headfirst into danger every day.
Countless stories can be told of the Bronze Thunderbolt's heroic expeditions, and he was becoming a nationally known hero. Everyone in Trenton certainly knew... and some feared... him. He could pick off a common crook with the snap of his fingers, and he did manage to avenge that woman, sending the gangsters behind bars.
Even with his struggles against the few superpowered, cliche villains and their hideous creations, he would always prevail. He would always pull through. He was the Bronze Thunderbolt, tasked to protect and serve his city. He was the hero of Trenton, New Jersey. He was an amazing superhuman, and he was learning to control his powers.
He served alongisde the T.P.D for a year and a half, until that one painful, long, agonizing day...
The Newbie
Trenton was indeed a one-hero city, and Bronze was indeed the one hero chosen for such a task. His long term of a year and a half made him a hardened, experienced electrical brawling hero.
But all good things must come to an end. The Bronze Thunderbolt wasn't ready for it all to end.
It was a foggy Trenton morning, as it had been lately. Scavenge, a crazed "arch nemesis" of Bronze was coming up with his latest scheme to steal tens of thousands of dollars of supplies in the warehouses. He would bust into the warehouse, like always, and think up some ridiculous, unnecessary way to move the packages. He engaged in a melee fight with Bronze in midair.
Suddenly, a relatively taller and heavier man then Bronze dashed through the air, through the wall and pounced on Scavange, dropping him to the floor knocked out. He had a very generic, superman-esque costume and a headstrong attitude that Bronze certainly didn't like.
With the newbie hero around, Bronze was practically out of a job. The other man would pounce on muggings or any other crimes in the area, so Bronze had no use around Trenton any longer.
Thus, sadly, in January 2010, he was told by the T.P.D that his efforts were indeed honored, but they didn't need him as much in Trenton. They suggested that he started packing to go to the city where he belongs: The City of Heroes.
The Transfer
Bronze sighed and moaned his entire way to Rhode Island, even when he was riding in his luxury car he was sighing and telling himself that he didn't belong in Paragon.
He thought he was too good for a town like Paragon. He thought he was more important, and with all of the other heroes around he wouldn't be known well at all, and there wouldn't be a single job for him, all hogged by other heroes just like in Trenton.
He began in one of the worst neighborhoods of Paragon, filled with contaminated and confused citizens which he found himself inside of. He had even met one other hero, Doctor Icestorm, that didn't have an enormous ego like the one in Trenton.
He then realized that, even with the transfer to Paragon, he was still a useful hero. He defeated hundreds of villains, locked them behind bars and helped the citizens with everything from broken possessions to home invasions. He was doing good for the city.
It was his time to shine. After all, he is bronze.
The Teacher
May 28, 2010 was the day Bronze joined the Phenomenal Chosen Few, a Paragon-based supergroup which was the head branch over The Proteges, who he would mentor. It is not yet decided who The Bronze Thunderbolt will mentor, as the Beta Generation of proteges have just moved in. Bronze was not one of them because of his experience in the field as a hero, and they thought he'd do better as a Chosen Few.
The Ascending Amazement
Bronze had been locked in combat with a number of villainous foes. First, an ex-archvillain known as Opposite attacked him (before he left to Trenton in late 2010 to solve an impending serious villain problem) and hit him around very well, smashing him on the verge of death. In the D, he was attacked again by an unknown professor. Bronze is looking for Operative Valos and is giving his all to take him down due to his ties to a case in Trenton.
The Retiree
Bronze retired back to Trenton in August of 2012.
The Surge
Bronze Thunderbolt's powers are quite remarkable. He definitely isn't the everyday melee fighting hero of Paragon, as he is also well known by his close allies to be the meat shield of the group when there isn't someone else to do the job. His friends say he can 'take a punch like no other' but he also adds in that he can make a punch like no other as well!
Bronze has the ability to surge the bronze electricity he can generate around his fists, as well as create different types of auras, including an aura that could efficiently electrocute anyone near him, his ability to 'airwalk' (or fly if he exerts enough energy) and his various forms of electric shields.
When Bronze's power is cut off or he can't use his electricity, he is practically useless against anyone except for the common Hellion, even with his armor. However, to ensure such a thing doesn't happen, his power suit can generate an electric charge to heal his injured wounds and give him more firepower.
Bronze's powers are difficult for anyone to control, so he constantly has to watch how much pressure builds up and how much energy he's using. If he truly did exert all of the energy in his body, he could lift a 100-ton object above his head, although there's a chance that he could literally explode into a ball of electricity with the strength and size of two nuclear bombs exploding in one spot at the same time (although no nuclear radiation is present, of course). If such a thing were to happen near water, electricity would permanently be surging through the water. Fortunately, if Bronze were to push himself over 75% of his power, it is likely he would be hospitalized from his lack of energy.
The Limit
Everyone has a limit point, and nobody can live forever. Some of his most common weaknesses are as follows:
Poisons. Due to the prolonged amounts of time Bronze spent in the contamination chambers, the only chemical he can effectively resist being used against him is Venothrax... and carbon dioxide. Oxygen could effectively kill him off until recently, when he found that he could actually breathe the air once again. However, to resist things like this he has been using his carbon-emitting mask as a gas mask instead, making him only vulnerable to poisons (that are inhaled to deal damage) off-duty.
Water. Water, although isn't commonly used as a weapon, can seriously damage Bronze for obvious reasons. If he were to stand in a knee-high pool of water and attempt to fight his enemies, Bronze would probably total his enemy, but hurt him as well. Thus, when anywhere near water, Bronze has to be very careful with his powers.
The Crowd
The Good Guys
Dr. Icestorm-
Bronze's partner since his entry to Paragon, he has worked with Icestorm every step of the way. They don't only have a bond as partners but as friends. They may have different personalities, but they have to learn to love it! Lost contact.
Valika-
Valika is "an interesting woman" that The Bronze Thunderbolt had met through a group. He had a lot of similarities to Valika, although she resented her lack of superpowers. Bronze reassured her that she was indeed a useful asset to their team, and Icestorm, Valika and Bronze used to be always working for the greater good. Lost contact.
A good friend of Bronze's he met at the bar one night. Introduced him to The Lightning Strike Initative.
Clara Su'Cour and Eletrick-
Clara and her cousin Becca (or Eletrick) are friends of his he met through Jo and the LSI.
The Bad Guys
'Crabs'-A man who he met at the D dressed up as Wolverine, yelling at a friend of his. He immediately shot insults back at Crabs, and they eventually got into a fight that was broken up because of Bronze's lightning strike. Bronze refused to take it outside and simply trailed off. Whenever Crabs sees Bronze from now on, he'll suddenly pull out a vuvuzela and play it very loud near Bronze in an attempt to annoy him.
Opposite-A supervillain who Bronze had met in Warburg. After some level of distrust between them in the firezone, there was a large (and rather electrifying) battle in Warburg. Outnumbered and overpowered, Opposite was forced to flee. Bronze shortly after found out that Opposite had earlier launched a warhead at a Longbow battlecruiser, killing nearly a hundred. Bronze swore to avenge these men and women, and shortly after found Opposite in Pocket D. Bronze challenged him to a battle in October, and was accepted. Many would say that Bronze had lost this fight, but Bronze still regards to this as a tie.
The People Person
Bronze is definitely a people person, after all, he is the life of the party! But here's what the crowd thinks of this easy-going heroic fella. ((Basically just IC comments.))
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The Sound
Bronze has never hated a song that played at a party. In fact, he practically hand-picks them. Here's some of his favorites.
Blablabla by Gigi D' Agostino (main theme) ([1])
Overkill by Colin Hay (theme during the darker times) ([2])
Shut Me Up by Mindless Self Indulgence (action theme) ([3])
Personal Archvillain by Eben Brooks (random theme) ([4])
Still Alive by Jonathan Coulton (random theme) ([5])
The Notebook
- As sort of a running gag, Bronze has gone through many, many cell phones for various reasons, including sudden electrical frying, electronic malfunction, constant telemarketing (that lead Bronze to throw his phone at a wall), crushing it and throwing it at a creature's chest (at which it shattered effortlessly).
- Bronze isn't technically Christian, but does believe in God (unlike the player).
