Thomas Geller

Started by OBrian, 24-03-2010

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Slipknot - Psychosocial (Full Version)

Weight: 175 pounds
Height: 6"0'
Age: 26
Gender: Male
Homeplanet: P3X-721, a small outpost mining colony on the edge of the galaxy. People with radiation related issues have been known to originate from this planet due to its unstable magnetic field.
Faction: Unknown
Position: Unknown, Suspected mercenary

Medical Conditions: Brain tumors which cause seizures, though due to the brain tumors, parts of Thomas' that are inactive in other humans randomly operate. This causes increased sensory ability and Brian claims the ability to see events several seconds before they happen giving him expert reflexes. But due to the tumors presence and activity of the other parts of his brain Thomas suffers spasms of pain at random.

This is believed to be caused by exposure to nuclear radiation whilst on his home planet. It is an ever developing process, the further along it comes the more abilities Thomas discovers. Though the farther the tumor progresses the less human he becomes and the more he comes closer to death. When the tumor reaches sufficient size it will cause him to slip into a coma and die (I'm perfectly willing and plan on RPing this at some point.).  This is not some attempt to gain "Special powers" it's a random occurrence that gives Thomas sensory and other abilities. The farthest I want to take this is to telekinesis (Not "the Force" but to be able to lift small things up to the size of around 80 pounds). Furthermore it would be interesting to see how such a marvel of chance would fit into a world like Desertia.
Because of the travel of the tumor through Thomas' brain he also experiences somewhat odd emotions. At times he'll be sinister, merciless, ruthless and chaotic whilst others he'll be joyful and funny. This is caused by the interruption of serotonin production in Thomas' brain which interferes with his emotions. Essentially creating a dual personality based on the two different sides of his life.

Biography:

P3X-721, Beginning of Insanity

Thomas was born on this small outpost planet known for its mining industry. However, due to its extremely remote location it received very little attention from the rest of the galaxy. This one flaw truly angered Thomas; ever since he could walk he wanted to be known across the galaxy. He grew up learning the ways of mining and apprenticed in chemistry to learn to make explosive compounds to help with the mining efforts. By the age of 22 he was an accomplished chemist working in the mine shafts, this however was not without danger. There were frequent cave-in's and deeper in the shafts an unknown radiation. It perplexed the scientists on the station as they still could not discover its source or if it did anything at all, so it was soon ignored and forgotten by the general populace. One day while Thomas was setting explosives deep in the shaft there was a cave-in, it trapped him from the other miners leaving him with no escape route. He had been taught in this case to remain calm and try to find a way out. He waited, slowly, ever slowly, as time trickled past without any signs of an impending rescue. He began to develop very intense head aches on the second day. He knew that there had to be a hole somewhere that allowed in oxygen or he'd have died already. On the third day, close to death, he suddenly lost all control of his mind. He fell to the stone floor writhing in pain, his skull felt as if it was being stabbed with a white hot steel rod. He eventually lost consciousness and when he awoke he was staring into the eyes of a doctor in the station. The doctor told him he was lucky to be alive, how they had found him near death in the shafts. Thomas simply nodded; he turned to see who had entered the room as he had heard the door open. Thomas was surprised to see no one there, the door closed. He asked the doctor if anyone else was in the room, the doctor replied with a shake of his head. Thomas turned back to the door to see someone walk into the room just as he had thought he saw it several seconds before. Thomas blinked his eyes then dismissed it being caused by the amount of drugs he must be on at the moment. The man walked toward Thomas, he was Joseph Sigmund, the head of the mining commission on the colony. He simply nodded to Thomas adding a small "You're lucky to be alive." Thomas had always liked the commissioner, he was a fair man and had helped Thomas get started in the commission. The next thing Thomas knew, the world was going black and he slipped into the darkness.

P3X-721, Isolation

Thomas stared blankly at the opposite side of the cell, lost in thought and emotion. He had been imprisoned in the colony earlier that day for attempting to commit terrorism. He had been caught planting explosives in the mining shafts and was arrested. He simply stares with a small smile on his face as if he knows he will win in the end. That small look seemed like pure arrogance to one who does not know what is going on in Thomas' mind. He begins to count down; he knows it will happen very soon. Thomas slowly turns his head and adjusts it to be ready for his prize; all his efforts and planning will soon become worthwhile. A year after the cave-in incident Thomas had begun to discover his abilities and was now putting them to the final test. He stood and walked to the entrance of his cell, he counted down from five. Upon reaching zero a massive vibration could be felt throughout the compound. Thomas simply smiled and waited for the secondary explosion. A significantly smaller explosion blew a hole directly in the wall opposite of Thomas, revealing a passage into another corridor. Thomas crept out as he made his escape towards the hanger. Just as he arrived a small freighter was taking off, obviously trying to escape too before anymore problems occur in the compound. Thomas made his way into the cargo hold of the freighter and stowed away in an empty cargo box. He waited for the freighter to take off and leave the planet before making his move. He slowly crept out of his box and looked around the hold for any sort of weapon. His eyes rested on a small curved knife that was sitting on top of a rack on the wall. Thomas took the knife and began making his way towards the cockpit. Peering inside the room, he could see two people. He sneaked behind the man on the right and positioned himself to strike both of them before they knew what had happened. In the blink of an eye he cut the throat of the first man and before the other even knew what had happened Thomas had lunged the blade into his chest. Thomas sadistically and continuously stabbed the chest and face of the man, blood sprayed all over the cockpit and onto Thomas. Completely drenched in the pilot's blood Thomas begin to drag the corpses to an empty room. He returned to the cockpit and stared out into open space, still smiling his insane and sadistic grin he suddenly fell to the floor. He was screaming, he felt it again, his skull was on fire, and it was going to explode this time he knew it. Then after several minutes that seemed like an eternity of writhing pain he finally passed out.

Desertia, New Beginnings

Thomas stared across the sandy nothingness that was the desert outside of town. He recalled all the events of recent months up until his arrival on the planet. He smiled to himself, the same cruel smile of the deeds he'd committed. He turned and began walking back to his home where his new ideas were already being formed. He had yet to acquire the materials and begin construction but the plan was already coming to mind and being formed. Soon it would be a flawless work of art, just like before. He considered himself to be an artist; however he did not draw, sculpt or paint, he created chaos. His chaos would be widespread and devastating. He knew that for any life to flourish, it required an opposite, a pulling force, a destructive force. And so he formulated his plans, for the fun was soon to begin. This was truly to be an beautiful piece of art.

Categorization: Blank Initiative
Alignment: Chaotic Evil
Favored Enemy: Anyone
Favored Weapon: Explosives and knifes
Rivaling: No one
Current Task:
Arrive on Desertia | Completed
Acquire "The materials" | On-going
Complete "The plan" | On-going
Make "The masterpiece" | On-going

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