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ORIGIN: The pre-Kid Psychout wandered along through life not knowing the greatness destiny had in mind for him. Strangely to get to that destiny he had to put up with more crap than a New York garbage scow.
Those attempting to sling crap the Kid's way soon found out his emerging powers. A natural judge of character and startingly funny, the Kid's slings and arrows would go straight through the most rhinoceros-like hide, wounding the transgressors to the quick.
"I like this" thought the Kid, "I think i'll dress up funny and fight boredom!" So here he is.
POWERS: A vicious sense of humour, a memory like a steel something that stops things and keeps them way past any time it could be useful. He has a large and broad vocabulary and feels it is just fine to treat the English Language as 'My Bitch'. He feels quite at liberty to do so with the American one, also. He knows combat sarcasm but prefers absurdism.
On the physical side he is an exponent of the martial art known as 'Hitting Things Hard With Other Things' which has lead to his success with Pool, Darts, Knife-Throwing and driving in an urban area.
He would be naturally acrobatic but his brain likes to interrupt. so he is merely good at falling from things. |
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