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| Dragnet
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| Attributes
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| Agility:
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3
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Strength:
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1
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Toughness:
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2
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| Perception:
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5
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Intellect:
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3
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Willpower:
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5
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| Abilities
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| Armor
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4
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Combat
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4
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Concussive Shot
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6
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| Dynamic Camouflage
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7
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Evasion
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5
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Gas Canisters
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5
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| Larceny
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5
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Omnitool
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4
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Sensory Enhancement
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5
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| Strength Aug
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3
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| Advantages
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| Criminal Mind
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Forgettable
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Resource Gathering
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| Flaws
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| Call Me Buddy Israel
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Coward
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I am Not Tony Stark
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| No PR Control
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Secret Identity
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| Information
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| Name:
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Frederick Jager
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| Position:
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Running Scared
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| Team:
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None
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| Age:
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20
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| Sex:
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Male
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| Race:
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Human
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| Type:
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Original Character
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| Actor:
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Logan Lerman
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| Alts:
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N/A
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| Timezone:
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PST
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Social Distortion, Bad Company, The Heavy. Punk and classic rock with a noir/gunfighter sensibility.
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| Quote:
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N/A
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| Tone Likes:
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N/A
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| Tone Dislikes:
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N/A
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Background
| Frederick Jager was never anyone special, just a kid with enough talent that he avoided outright mediocrity. Just smart enough to be considered above average, only just athletic enough to be a bench warmer on the track team, the kind of person you passed on the street and maybe murmured a hello, but couldn't remember what he looked like later or what he might have said in return. Upon graduating high school, and fulfilling his general education community college requirements, he began drifting. His family was comfortable, but they didn't have the money to send him to school. Frederick himself had no idea what to do with his life, and generally seemed to fear an inevitable future as an aimless youth. Here was no Lost Boy, or a kid that was a victim of the environment. Just a young man with no guiding light or mentorship to push him in the direction of something greater than himself. This, coupled with the need for acceptance, and to valuable to _SOMETHING_, led him to do a very stupid thing.
He joined a gang.
It really was nothing special. The sort of Metropolis/middle class New York crust types that were playing at being hard to masquerade in place of their fragile egos and sense of entitlement (Interesting fact: the brain is not believed to be fully mature until the age of 25). In perpetrating small scale robberies, breaking and entering, and petty vandalism, he had actually found a talent. Was he a fantastic criminal? No. That in itself was his greatest advantage, because while his colleagues got pinched, or something went not quite as planned, Frederick was completely and utterly beneath notice. He was 'that guy' or 'one of them'. Even as a low-level gangster, Frederick had perfected the art of being mundane to a subconscious art form. If things had stayed this way, he might have actually stayed a criminal....the life wasn't fantastic, but it gave the occasional thrill, and being Nobody Special actually worked for him for once. Unfortunately, things always change, and never stay the same.
Meanwhile, in the domain of those who were actual, full-time, very serious criminals, an organization called Intergang decided to expand its minion pool. To do this, they issued a challenge to several crews, offering membership and patronage in exchange for one little job. It was one warehouse, how hard could it be? Frederick had his misgivings, but his partners jumped at the chance, thinking this was their ticket to the big time. Unfortunately, things did not go as planned. Intergang's true purposes were revealed as seven crews simultaneously came upon the warehouse, engaging with each other and an automatic defense grid which was suspiciously advanced for what was supposed to be a simple job. Against his better judgement, he and his fellows continued to advance into the warehouse...only to run into the other sole surviving crew, which were actual hardened, trained professionals at This Sort of Thing. His gang was wiped out, Frederick ran like hell.
Except that in his haste, he had grabbed the nearest box he could find: in it was a suit of body armor that looked entirely too advanced to be just laying around.
His original plan was to sell it, or barring that just rid himself of the thing. Bad things happened to people who kept this stuff lying around, and already Frederick was hearing things. About bounties on his head, both from Intergang and whomever had owned the warehouse. Wishing to keep his family out of trouble...he actually put on the body armor, made a scene, and generally went out of his way to have anyone who might take a shot at him follow him out of Metropolis. After that, he layed low, relying on his trademark ability to be forgotten to slink amongst the poorer neighborhoods of any city he stepped into. Gotham, New York, these were perfect places. Here a person, even with the tech Frederick was lugging around (And still couldn't sell), could disappear. Unfortunately for him, Frederick grew a conscience while on the lamb, and growing curiosity about what he had stolen lead him to explore, and to tinker. It was called AIDOS, an advanced personal armor designed to provide protection, dynamic camouflage, and offered a suite of weapons and tools for the needs of the user...and a great deal of moddability. Frederick, being just technical enough to know he was out of his league, decided to wait until he found someone with greater technical chops to see what the upper limits of this customization was. He decided to disable some of the heavier and outright scary looking tools, restricting it largely to a camouflage and non-lethal weaponry role. It was in one of these tests that he foiled his first mugging. Even with the AIDOS and his neophyte criminal/combat skills, it was difficult, but he managed to succeed. Then, he vanished just as quickly from the bystanders eyes....
Something else changed in him when he stopped that mugging. He felt like strong. No, scratch that, he WAS strong. He had knockout gas. He had concussive weaponry. He could pick locks and see in the dark and he could disappear! When Frederick wore the AIDOS, with its faceplate hiding his identity, and the options he would never have had as a normal hood, he felt brave. Taking great pains to conceal his identity, and often to try and make his work appear the beneficence of a more famous (And in Frederick's mind) more capable vigilante. Sometimes he even tried to help out with bigger threats, but for now he prowls the streets, trying to avoid too much attention and helping where he can. The few people who actually care about such things have labeled him Dragnet. His increasing reputation is a concern, but he can't stop. For once he was doing something good for other people, and the AIDOS picked up where his own lack of supernal training or natural abilities lacked. Being a vigilante was hard, but it was the first thing he felt...good at. It felt nice.
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Abilities
Gear: Armor (4)
The AIDOS, being primarily designed as a suit of body armor, is built to stop the majority of small arms munitions.
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Skill: Combat (4)
Enhanced strength only goes so far. Though Frederick never expects to willingly go into a situation without his armor, he has begun studying theory of combat as well as improvising on the fly as he miraculously has managed not to die yet. He has looked to Tai Chi, Aikido, and a smattering of Kung Fu for inspiration, as he must rely on physics rather than brute force, even with the armor augmenting his strength, he is still on the lanky side.
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Gear: Concussive/High Impact Shot (6)
Although the AIDOS appears to have been designed as a non-lethal weapons platform, its concussive/high impact shot cannon appears to have been designed as its lethal contingency. Given the weight already assigned to the armors stealth, utility, and non-lethal munitions, each of the AIDOS's gauntlets only packs one round of this munition at a time.
Gear: Dynamic Camouflage (7)
The AIDOS's primary feature, this stealth technology combines a cloak, auditory dampeners and trapping waste heat to render the wearer almost impervious to detection. However, this advantage is removed when he makes an offensive action. After 1 round, the camouflage returns to 2, and after five rounds it returns to 5 assuming no further offensive action is taken.
Skill: Evasion (5)
While still learning the ropes of hand to hand combat, what Frederick is truly superb at is running away, dodging things trying to hurt him, and avoiding pain in general. Often he will use this to get away from a dangerous situation, but occasionally it is useful to lining up a better shot or improving his position in a fight.
Gear: Gas Canisters (5)
The AIDOS's signature weapon, this cocktail is designed specifically to incapacitate a group of less powerful targets or diminish the reaction time and alertness of a metahuman combatant. Located in the gauntlet, these can be fired like grenades, or have their contents expelled and ejected at point blank range. Each gauntlet contains 3 canisters.
Skill: Larceny (5)
While hardly in the big leagues or a natural talent by any means, Frederick did manage to pick up a professional grasp of the criminal arts. Mostly a jack of all trades, he has some proficiency in pick pocketing, breaking and entering, and other dubiously if not outright illegal things. What he picked up more than anything was an ability not to get caught.
Gear: Omnitool (5)
Roughly analogous to a utility belt, this is a catch-all for the first aid, navigational, and various sundries required in a vigilantes trade.
Gear: Sensory Enhancement (5)
The AIDOS increases the hearing of its wearer by a factor of 2 via its helmet, while insulating the ear from background noise and harmful sound effects. The faceplate can convert to night, infrared, and ultraviolet vision. In addition, its carries a small radio transmitter able to send and receive encrypted transmissions.
Gear: Strength Aug (3)
The AIDOS magnifies the strength of its wearer to maximum human capacity, and generates additional kinetic energy behind each strike.
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Advantages
Advantage: Criminal Mind
Frederick used to be a thief, burglar, and small-time crook himself, so he has developed a sense of 'how would I do it'. While he has no formal training or talent as a detective, his ability to put himself in the place of another criminal can give flashes of insight when hunting a quarry.
Advantage: Forgettable
In his regular identity, Frederick Jager is largely beneath notice. Through a combination of personal habits and facial features, he just doesn't register as important or memorable to most people.
Advantage: Resource Gathering
Frederick has become exceedingly adept at finding things he needs. While he cannot turn a pile of scraps into a battlesuit, he has been able to locate places to sleep, free/cheap meals, and temp work. For his more extracurricular activities, he has become increasingly proficient at locating hospitals, junkyards, and sources of information.
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Flaws
Flaw: Call Me Buddy Israel
Intergang wants the AIDOS armor, and to kill him. An increasing number of street level criminals want to kill him. That one time...that ONE time he actually saved New York? HYDRA wants to kill him. AIM wants the AIDOS...and also to kill him. Frederick does not get 'Worthy Foe' treatment, and seems to add to his list of people who want to make his life short and unpleasant, from the street up to criminal syndicates and ethically questionable corporation. His odds are bad, and getting worse by the day.
Flaw: Coward
Frederick would like to be a good man. Perhaps not a shining hero in the traditional sense, but he would like to think that he would be able to stand up and be counted and do the right thing. Unfortunately, he is also meek, and downright cowardly. The AIDOS is not only his tool for fighting crime/evil, it is also a profound psychological crutch. In any situation where he is without his AIDOS armor, faces a situation where his identity could be exposed, or where he is forced into a situation where he fails a severe test of his character, treat his willpower as 1 for the remainder of the day.
Flaw: I Am Not Tony Stark
Not being a genius with billions of dollars at your disposal and the finest facilities money can buy tends to not be a problem for most people. For a man on the lamb with few resources and an education severely lacking in the advanced sciences wearing an experimental prototype body armor, these are profound problems that have no easy solutions. Repairs take longer, modifications cannot be improvised and often take substantial amounts of time and effort, to say nothing of trial and error. Scarcity also forces him to be...extremely creative in procuring materials to repair and modify the AIDOS.
Flaw: No PR Control
Frederick does not want to be famous. He just wants to do a few good deeds and disappear back into the crowd. Unfortunately, those few that take an interest in him are either those well beyond his abilities and a fan base that cannot decide whether they adore him or find him an object of mockery. Any attempt to control his image would be seen as confirming his existence, so he lets it go unchallenged.
Flaw: Secret Identity
Dragnets identity is not known. He will go to any lengths to keep it that way, as Frederick Jager has no shortage of enemies ranging from the highest to the lowest.
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