Post by Masser on Oct 17, 2004 10:53:33 GMT -5
Name: Dr. Jack Moroso
Alias: Gigatank, Ver. J1 (the virus he produces which is also known as the Thinking Virus.)
Height: 5’10ft
Weight: 120 pounds
Age: 35
Physical Apperance: He is lanky and very unfit. He is your stereotypical nerd. He wears particularly thick glasses, which rests on a fat spread nose. His eyes are set back in his head, giving him a bulbous looking head. His black eyes are quite wide. His hair is short and very bobbly. His lips are loosely, sprung across from cheek to cheek.
He wears a plaid shirt and a white overcoat. On his bottom half are nice, clean-cut black trousers. He wears them high above his hips. At the bottom of his trousers are a pair of shiny slipper type shoes.
He wears exactly the same when performing evil deeds.
Ethicity: Afro - American
Job(s): A failed scientist and test subject.
Nationality: American-Scottish
Immediate Family: None
Originally From: Chicago
Likes: Getting his own way and finfing new things out
Dislikes: People who thing that they can control/get/kill him.
Origin of Powers: Superhuman
Powers: He can control any system in the world, by latching onto it’s source. He produces viruses on any system he enters. He travels around as a hologram as himself (and sometimes other people) and has multiple copies of himself. His chipset can be destroyed, but upon his death a replacement will activate exactly like him. He can cause a static charge in the surrounding area he is in, like magnetism or sparks to fly.
As Gigatank he is nearly indestructible. Using Jacob Jones AKA Gigantan as his puppet, he can change into a raging beast with enormous, unavoidable power. To stop him in this stage you must either get Jacob to fight him from within or destroy the chipset that he resides in.
Bio: This scientist was once a very wealthy entrepreneur in the late 80s, but since then his life has gone into a downward spiral. His most important product, rex-tenol, this drug of wonder numbed down any sort of pain and boosted the immune systems effectiveness, tenfold. It wasn’t later than he found out the terrible side affects. The side affects ranging from mutations of the X-gene to degeneration of the muscles, from fitting to even death. Knowing how commercially known the product was, he knew he would fall into ruin. Selfishly, he kept this terrible secret to himself. It wasn’t long before the public found out that the doctor was a fraud. He ran into hiding in Scotland and renamed himself Dr. Jack Moroso.
He spend years and years trying to redevelop his ‘wonder drug’ and after a lot of research he did it. As a last resort he turned to himself as a test subject. He also had a long queue of customers, waiting for treatment and one of his patients was named Jacob Jones AKA Gigantan. Alas the drug failed, again. As a last desperate attempt he travelled back to America to join up with one of the biggest companies involved with genetic modification and genetic medication. He got into the company as a guinea pig first and was promised a top-rate position with all the funding he needed. He spent two months at the laboratory before his downfall. The experiment went wrong. His genetic code got changed into binary code, through electron-positron destabilization methods which was meant to be used for growth purposes. It literally breaks apart the atoms of your body into free roaming electrons. He now exists as a script code of his former self. The room was sealed off as his vapour circulated the room. The leader of the experiment came up with an idea. He build a specifically designed chipset that Dr. Moroso could integrate into it. He could project himself as a hologram and attach himself onto any computer interface, he could also connect with people who had the same deformed X-genes and control them.
Group of white clad men circle a table, graphs and reports are scattered across it.
“Men, I hope you are happy….”one of the men slumps into his chair and starts to weep. “…..We have created a monster. It is the end for all of us.”
“Get a grip, man…”
“GET A GRIP!!!” the man jumps out of his seat, into the face of the man. “Can you read, look, can you read this.” he stabs a piece of paper with his finger .“That graph shows that in five years time, it is possible that he could be controlling two thirds of the world’s computers. He is unstoppable. Look again, it says that there are infinite amount of duplicates, that can be made from the original. He isn‘t going to stop until he is the only thing alive. He is God in his eyes”
“All right. I get your point….” the second scientist gives in. “…But we still have a chance to stop him. We still don’t know if his condition is stable. We don‘t know if the chipset works properly. Hell he could be just dead.”
“Come on you saw how resilient he was to the viruses and environmental hazards, the tests prove this” another scientist doubted him. I say we use this to our advantage. Sell the idea to the armies-”
“How stupid are you!” screamed the distressed scientist. “Do you think you are God? He isn’t a program, he is a human. He can do what he wants, he has free will-”
“-Well can control hi-”
“-YOU CAN’T CONTROL HIM!”
Silence befell the scientists. They all stared at the table from there chairs. Each one ranged a different emotion. One smiled as one weep, one was confused, while another trying to search for the light.
“After time he should lose all humanity and just become a sentient, abiotic system.” the lead scientist was the only one looking for hope. “In that stage he would have no conscience to be bad…”
“Or good for that matter….” the scientist is angered, as he believes he is right. “Imagine if he got onto the internet or the global weapons systems, face it, he can’t be stopped-”
“GOD DAMMIT Giles, we can still try to find him and work on his condition…….
Alias: Gigatank, Ver. J1 (the virus he produces which is also known as the Thinking Virus.)
Height: 5’10ft
Weight: 120 pounds
Age: 35
Physical Apperance: He is lanky and very unfit. He is your stereotypical nerd. He wears particularly thick glasses, which rests on a fat spread nose. His eyes are set back in his head, giving him a bulbous looking head. His black eyes are quite wide. His hair is short and very bobbly. His lips are loosely, sprung across from cheek to cheek.
He wears a plaid shirt and a white overcoat. On his bottom half are nice, clean-cut black trousers. He wears them high above his hips. At the bottom of his trousers are a pair of shiny slipper type shoes.
He wears exactly the same when performing evil deeds.
Ethicity: Afro - American
Job(s): A failed scientist and test subject.
Nationality: American-Scottish
Immediate Family: None
Originally From: Chicago
Likes: Getting his own way and finfing new things out
Dislikes: People who thing that they can control/get/kill him.
Origin of Powers: Superhuman
Powers: He can control any system in the world, by latching onto it’s source. He produces viruses on any system he enters. He travels around as a hologram as himself (and sometimes other people) and has multiple copies of himself. His chipset can be destroyed, but upon his death a replacement will activate exactly like him. He can cause a static charge in the surrounding area he is in, like magnetism or sparks to fly.
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As Gigatank he is nearly indestructible. Using Jacob Jones AKA Gigantan as his puppet, he can change into a raging beast with enormous, unavoidable power. To stop him in this stage you must either get Jacob to fight him from within or destroy the chipset that he resides in.
Bio: This scientist was once a very wealthy entrepreneur in the late 80s, but since then his life has gone into a downward spiral. His most important product, rex-tenol, this drug of wonder numbed down any sort of pain and boosted the immune systems effectiveness, tenfold. It wasn’t later than he found out the terrible side affects. The side affects ranging from mutations of the X-gene to degeneration of the muscles, from fitting to even death. Knowing how commercially known the product was, he knew he would fall into ruin. Selfishly, he kept this terrible secret to himself. It wasn’t long before the public found out that the doctor was a fraud. He ran into hiding in Scotland and renamed himself Dr. Jack Moroso.
He spend years and years trying to redevelop his ‘wonder drug’ and after a lot of research he did it. As a last resort he turned to himself as a test subject. He also had a long queue of customers, waiting for treatment and one of his patients was named Jacob Jones AKA Gigantan. Alas the drug failed, again. As a last desperate attempt he travelled back to America to join up with one of the biggest companies involved with genetic modification and genetic medication. He got into the company as a guinea pig first and was promised a top-rate position with all the funding he needed. He spent two months at the laboratory before his downfall. The experiment went wrong. His genetic code got changed into binary code, through electron-positron destabilization methods which was meant to be used for growth purposes. It literally breaks apart the atoms of your body into free roaming electrons. He now exists as a script code of his former self. The room was sealed off as his vapour circulated the room. The leader of the experiment came up with an idea. He build a specifically designed chipset that Dr. Moroso could integrate into it. He could project himself as a hologram and attach himself onto any computer interface, he could also connect with people who had the same deformed X-genes and control them.
The Birth of the Thinking Virus
Group of white clad men circle a table, graphs and reports are scattered across it.
“Men, I hope you are happy….”one of the men slumps into his chair and starts to weep. “…..We have created a monster. It is the end for all of us.”
“Get a grip, man…”
“GET A GRIP!!!” the man jumps out of his seat, into the face of the man. “Can you read, look, can you read this.” he stabs a piece of paper with his finger .“That graph shows that in five years time, it is possible that he could be controlling two thirds of the world’s computers. He is unstoppable. Look again, it says that there are infinite amount of duplicates, that can be made from the original. He isn‘t going to stop until he is the only thing alive. He is God in his eyes”
“All right. I get your point….” the second scientist gives in. “…But we still have a chance to stop him. We still don’t know if his condition is stable. We don‘t know if the chipset works properly. Hell he could be just dead.”
“Come on you saw how resilient he was to the viruses and environmental hazards, the tests prove this” another scientist doubted him. I say we use this to our advantage. Sell the idea to the armies-”
“How stupid are you!” screamed the distressed scientist. “Do you think you are God? He isn’t a program, he is a human. He can do what he wants, he has free will-”
“-Well can control hi-”
“-YOU CAN’T CONTROL HIM!”
Silence befell the scientists. They all stared at the table from there chairs. Each one ranged a different emotion. One smiled as one weep, one was confused, while another trying to search for the light.
“After time he should lose all humanity and just become a sentient, abiotic system.” the lead scientist was the only one looking for hope. “In that stage he would have no conscience to be bad…”
“Or good for that matter….” the scientist is angered, as he believes he is right. “Imagine if he got onto the internet or the global weapons systems, face it, he can’t be stopped-”
“GOD DAMMIT Giles, we can still try to find him and work on his condition…….