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| Deyna Caricos Code Name: Roullo Age: late teens Height: 5'11" Weight: 135 lbs Place of Birth: Paragon City, USA Powers: Energy projection, Telekinesis, unconfirmed. Skills: Student, Gambling |
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| OOC: TheAmazingDave |
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| Short Bio: Deyna was the son of an addicted gambler who owned one of the biggest underground casinos in the whole of Paragon. When he was just 12 he started to work at the casino for his father. It payed off well, and, when his father died early due to massive amounts of drug abuse, it was in his will that Deyna owned the casino. He died when Deyna was 15. Deyna never knew his mother, so he carried on in his father�s casino. His business was flourishing, and he hadn�t had much trouble. Ok, so it wasn�t the cleanest business in Paragon, but it was relatively safe, and it wasn�t amazingly illegal; it was a great business that found lots of loopholes in the law, and was not attacked by gangs wanting pay. �Til the celebration day for the Dawn Patrol�s victory over Nemesis, that is. Everybody was outside, and a procession marched down the main streets of Paragon. Deyna was inside and closing up for the event so that he could go out as well, but he would need to be open later. He was joining in a game with the last of his customers, and was just about to end the game when he heard loud, heavy footsteps coming down the stairs and into the main room. He started to wipe some of the beer mugs from the bar. The door was booted open. Deyna didn�t look up, because he was still wiping the mug. �Sorry, I was just closing up for the evening. We�ll be open later on though. Sorry for any inconveni-� Deyna stopped talking instantly. He heard a click. �Now, boy, I got this gun cocked and ready to shoot ya brains out if you make one false move. Don�t try anythin� funny now!� Deyna stood stock-still. The men who were still gambling spun round. The man turned the gun on them. It was now that Deyna got a chance to look at him. Even though he was looking away from Deyna now, he was in no position to fight an armed gangster. Or so he thought. ----- When Deyna awoke, he found himself looking up into the face of a young fighter, Forecast, member of The Gifted, a team of superheroes devoted to helping other mutants realise their skill and fighting crime. Forecast related what had happened, and it seemed as though he had saved her life in a battle which he doesn't remember, perhaps because he used too much power. Deyna, with nowhere to go now, left with Forecast, the only person who knows about his checkered past, and the only one willing to sponsor him into the Gifted. |
| From Maria's Diary: Deyna Caricos is from Paragon... not always the good side though. What I really admire about him is that he rose above his negative influences to become something greater. Something good. We have a sort of connection on that, after all, drugs and gambling go hand in hand, don't they? We've become really good friends and as far as I'm concerned we hold one of the deepest bonds of trust in the entire gifted. He saved my life more than once, even at danger to himself. He's never given up on me, not when I needed support, and he has always been the one person I can talk to when there is no way to express what I'm dealing with. Why do I trust him though? Even after all this time I don't really know him. His true abilities, his thoughts, his motives remain covered in mystery, and yet... there's no other man whom I would trust with my life when the shizzo is about to hit the fan. I do sense something disquieted within him... I wish I knew what though... ---End entry---- |
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