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“Suffice it to say, I never planned for my life to turn out like this. But reality doesn’t always give us a say in the matter. Guess I should introduce myself first. My name is Nicholas, I’m a sophomore at MIT pursuing a degree in technology. But before that, I was a master thief...Okay more like a child delinquent aspiring to be a master thief. Still, there was no lock I couldn’t pick and no system I couldn’t crack. It was quick and easy cash that came with a rush of adrenaline to make life worthwhile. Being an orphan like me meant you had to take your fun and opportunities where you could. Even if that meant spending time in and out of juvie for the few time I got caught. Each of those only after I’d successfully pulled off the heist that is. So what made me give up this illustrious and lucrative career path for a honest degree you ask? Short answer, a girl. So I cleaned up my act, applied my skills to more ‘worthwhile’ pursuits and made it here with may genius IQ. But my secret passion in life has always been studying the paranormal. More particularly the study of cryptids. Bigfoot, loch ness monster, Chupacabra and all those other creatures said to go bump in the night. But one cryptid that always particularly peaked my interest was the Mothman. A humanoid winged creature with blazing red eyes, said to appear as foretelling of disasters. I’d spent years studying reports of sightings and encounters since his debut in Point Pleasant, West Virginia. As well as visiting sites where he had be reputed to have been seen. However none of my efforts yielded any solid evidence to his existence. That is until now. My friend Hendrick had invited me to come to this party with his new high class girlfriend. Melissa I think her name was. Not the sort of thing I normally do, but Hendrick and I had been friends forever. So he was eventually able to convince me. We arrived at his girlfriend’s house. A large mansion surrounded by dense forest. The place was full of high class family and friends of hers. It was seeming rather dull when one of our hosts drew everyone attention for a toast. Strangely he gave special regards to me and Hendrick, referring to us as their honored guests. That was when they all held us down and tied us up. We struggled, but just couldn’t break free of so many of them holding us down. I heard the one of them say something about finally being able to feed. They set themselves on Hendrick first. I can still remember the cold sweat that ran down my neck as their skin undulated and their forms changed. They were like leeches with humanoid bodies. Hendrick screamed as they piled on top of him, sucking the blood from his body as I was helpless to watch. By the time it was over, there was nothing left of my best friend. He was just...gone. Then they turned their attention towards me. Their toothy eyeless maws drooling as they approached. This was how I was going to die. Except that's when the lights went out. An ear piercing shriek filled the room as something huge came smashing through the window. The leech creatures released their grip on me so I could look up at whatever it was attacking them. It was hard to see in the dark. But I was able to make out humanoid body with wings, and two fluorescent red eyes. I couldn’t believe it. It was Mothman! Slashing at the leech creatures and tearing them apart. In a matter of seconds they were all dead. Then it was just me and him staring at me. Before I could say or do anything he just snatched me up and next thing I know we were airborne. We must have flown for miles until we landed in an open field far from any houses or anything where he set me down. Once I got my bearings I tried to get a good look at my savior. Reluctantly, since I was still scarred out of my wits. In the moonlight I was able to make out what looked like armor all over his body. It made sense since he was some kind of insect he would have an exoskeleton. But when he let me get closer I realized it wasn’t an exoskeleton. It was armor! His entire body, wings included, was made of metal. Was he actually a robot? Before I could question the matter further a hissing noise let out from the Mothman as his entire body opened up. It was a suit! Out of the Mothman suit fell a human skeleton that crumbled into dust as it hit the ground before being swept away by the wind. If I was scared before, I was shell shocked at this point. So there I was in the middle of nowhere with an empty Mothman suit and no idea what to do. For a while I just stood there, my mind a blank. Then I look at the suit, the thing that had saved my life. Whoever was operating it gone. Was anyone operating it? Or was it just flying around with that skeleton inside it for no particular reason? Whatever it was, for some reason I felt like the suit was somehow, beaconing to me. Knowing this may have been the stupidest thing I’d ever done, I climbed inside. Whatever the inside was made of felt like rubbery muscle tissue. Something pinched into the back of my neck. Before I could regret my life choices the suite sealed me in. An artificial voice spoke out form within the suit saying ‘NEURO LINK ESTABLISHED’ and it took off with me in it. I wish I could say I took to it like a pro. But mostly it entailed me screaming, a lot of flailing around, and a few near death collisions. The voice eventually guided me to take control and it sunk in that I was flying. It...was...awesome! We came to a stop hovering just above the cloud layer. I was able for get some intel from the voice. It was some kind of artificial intelligence built into the suit to assist the wearer. The suit itself was designed in order to combat dangerous cryptids. Strange creatures of unnatural origins that plague humanity throughout our world. They were real. That's what the leech creatures had been. Cryptids. I asked who that skeleton was and why it had saved me. The A.I. said that it had been the person who built the suit, and that certain portions of its memories had been eased by him for unknown reasons. I ask who he was. On ‘heads up display’ the suit brought of a file. It was my name and picture. Dread filled my veins. So here I am now. A mystery to solve, my own prophesied death to explain, and the knowledge that our world faces constant threat from supernatural creatures from other dimensions. Luckily, I now have the right tool to for the job. Though I might make a few upgrades along the way, and have some fun. Old habits and all. Who am I? Thief? Genius? Superhero? I am The Mothman!”

Personality: As a genius in a variety of fields and an accomplished thief, he tends to be a bit narcissistic. He will boast and taunt his enemies during a fight to throw them off their concentration. He also tends to have a rebellious thrill-seeking nature, trying to find the best ways to get back at those he feels abuse their authority. However he also has a strong motivation to protect the innocent and people close to him, and will not hesitate to rush in when they are in danger. Even to the point some would call him impulsive. While not exceptionally strong physically, he will use his intellect to determine the best strategies to use the weapons of his suits arsenal to maximum effect.

Abilities

Suite enhances strength and endurance
Flight with speeds up to Mach 20
Cloaking technology
Plasma beams fired from wrist gauntlets and eye lenses
Energy swords
Quick repairing nanobots
Nanotech deployed shields and weapons
Sonic pulse system
Holographic projection system
Suite equipped with onboard AI
Master thief
Technological genius

Enemies:
Cryptids; Creatures that threaten humanity from origins such as interdimensional rifts, experiments, magic, and alien planets.
Blackbird (of Chernobyl); Criminal with suit similar to Mothman's.
Indrid Cold; Alien mastermind with strong psychic abilities.
Men in Black; Secret organization with army of humanoid mutant soldiers trying to keep cryptids a secret.
Roswell Grays: Race of aliens planning to invade Earth.

Allies:
Bigfoot
Themes (not mine)
Main Theme: www.youtube.com/watch?v=lS3q9H…
Alt Main Theme: www.youtube.com/watch?v=VSqj9U…

Description

“Suffice it to say, I never planned for my life to turn out like this. But reality doesn’t always give us a say in the matter. Guess I should introduce myself first. My name is Nicholas, I’m a sophomore at MIT pursuing a degree in technology. But before that, I was a master thief...Okay more like a child delinquent aspiring to be a master thief. Still, there was no lock I couldn’t pick and no system I couldn’t crack. It was quick and easy cash that came with a rush of adrenaline to make life worthwhile. Being an orphan like me meant you had to take your fun and opportunities where you could. Even if that meant spending time in and out of juvie for the few time I got caught. Each of those only after I’d successfully pulled off the heist that is. So what made me give up this illustrious and lucrative career path for a honest degree you ask? Short answer, a girl. So I cleaned up my act, applied my skills to more ‘worthwhile’ pursuits and made it here with may genius IQ. But my secret passion in life has always been studying the paranormal. More particularly the study of cryptids. Bigfoot, loch ness monster, Chupacabra and all those other creatures said to go bump in the night. But one cryptid that always particularly peaked my interest was the Mothman. A humanoid winged creature with blazing red eyes, said to appear as foretelling of disasters. I’d spent years studying reports of sightings and encounters since his debut in Point Pleasant, West Virginia. As well as visiting sites where he had be reputed to have been seen. However none of my efforts yielded any solid evidence to his existence. That is until now. My friend Hendrick had invited me to come to this party with his new high class girlfriend. Melissa I think her name was. Not the sort of thing I normally do, but Hendrick and I had been friends forever. So he was eventually able to convince me. We arrived at his girlfriend’s house. A large mansion surrounded by dense forest. The place was full of high class family and friends of hers. It was seeming rather dull when one of our hosts drew everyone attention for a toast. Strangely he gave special regards to me and Hendrick, referring to us as their honored guests. That was when they all held us down and tied us up. We struggled, but just couldn’t break free of so many of them holding us down. I heard the one of them say something about finally being able to feed. They set themselves on Hendrick first. I can still remember the cold sweat that ran down my neck as their skin undulated and their forms changed. They were like leeches with humanoid bodies. Hendrick screamed as they piled on top of him, sucking the blood from his body as I was helpless to watch. By the time it was over, there was nothing left of my best friend. He was just...gone. Then they turned their attention towards me. Their toothy eyeless maws drooling as they approached. This was how I was going to die. Except that's when the lights went out. An ear piercing shriek filled the room as something huge came smashing through the window. The leech creatures released their grip on me so I could look up at whatever it was attacking them. It was hard to see in the dark. But I was able to make out humanoid body with wings, and two fluorescent red eyes. I couldn’t believe it. It was Mothman! Slashing at the leech creatures and tearing them apart. In a matter of seconds they were all dead. Then it was just me and him staring at me. Before I could say or do anything he just snatched me up and next thing I know we were airborne. We must have flown for miles until we landed in an open field far from any houses or anything where he set me down. Once I got my bearings I tried to get a good look at my savior. Reluctantly, since I was still scarred out of my wits. In the moonlight I was able to make out what looked like armor all over his body. It made sense since he was some kind of insect he would have an exoskeleton. But when he let me get closer I realized it wasn’t an exoskeleton. It was armor! His entire body, wings included, was made of metal. Was he actually a robot? Before I could question the matter further a hissing noise let out from the Mothman as his entire body opened up. It was a suit! Out of the Mothman suit fell a human skeleton that crumbled into dust as it hit the ground before being swept away by the wind. If I was scared before, I was shell shocked at this point. So there I was in the middle of nowhere with an empty Mothman suit and no idea what to do. For a while I just stood there, my mind a blank. Then I look at the suit, the thing that had saved my life. Whoever was operating it gone. Was anyone operating it? Or was it just flying around with that skeleton inside it for no particular reason? Whatever it was, for some reason I felt like the suit was somehow, beaconing to me. Knowing this may have been the stupidest thing I’d ever done, I climbed inside. Whatever the inside was made of felt like rubbery muscle tissue. Something pinched into the back of my neck. Before I could regret my life choices the suite sealed me in. An artificial voice spoke out form within the suit saying ‘NEURO LINK ESTABLISHED’ and it took off with me in it. I wish I could say I took to it like a pro. But mostly it entailed me screaming, a lot of flailing around, and a few near death collisions. The voice eventually guided me to take control and it sunk in that I was flying. It...was...awesome! We came to a stop hovering just above the cloud layer. I was able for get some intel from the voice. It was some kind of artificial intelligence built into the suit to assist the wearer. The suit itself was designed in order to combat dangerous cryptids. Strange creatures of unnatural origins that plague humanity throughout our world. They were real. That's what the leech creatures had been. Cryptids. I asked who that skeleton was and why it had saved me. The A.I. said that it had been the person who built the suit, and that certain portions of its memories had been eased by him for unknown reasons. I ask who he was. On ‘heads up display’ the suit brought of a file. It was my name and picture. Dread filled my veins. So here I am now. A mystery to solve, my own prophesied death to explain, and the knowledge that our world faces constant threat from supernatural creatures from other dimensions. Luckily, I now have the right tool to for the job. Though I might make a few upgrades along the way, and have some fun. Old habits and all. Who am I? Thief? Genius? Superhero? I am The Mothman!”

Personality: As a genius in a variety of fields and an accomplished thief, he tends to be a bit narcissistic. He will boast and taunt his enemies during a fight to throw them off their concentration. He also tends to have a rebellious thrill-seeking nature, trying to find the best ways to get back at those he feels abuse their authority. However he also has a strong motivation to protect the innocent and people close to him, and will not hesitate to rush in when they are in danger. Even to the point some would call him impulsive. While not exceptionally strong physically, he will use his intellect to determine the best strategies to use the weapons of his suits arsenal to maximum effect.

Abilities

Suite enhances strength and endurance
Flight with speeds up to Mach 20
Cloaking technology
Plasma beams fired from wrist gauntlets and eye lenses
Energy swords
Quick repairing nanobots
Nanotech deployed shields and weapons
Sonic pulse system
Holographic projection system
Suite equipped with onboard AI
Master thief
Technological genius

Enemies:
Cryptids; Creatures that threaten humanity from origins such as interdimensional rifts, experiments, magic, and alien planets.
Blackbird (of Chernobyl); Criminal with suit similar to Mothman's.
Indrid Cold; Alien mastermind with strong psychic abilities.
Men in Black; Secret organization with army of humanoid mutant soldiers trying to keep cryptids a secret.
Roswell Grays: Race of aliens planning to invade Earth.

Allies:
Bigfoot
Themes (not mine)
Main Theme: www.youtube.com/watch?v=lS3q9H…
Alt Main Theme: www.youtube.com/watch?v=VSqj9U…