I know I know,
another one...Well he`ll be my last in a while. I just decided I needed a Modern Guy. Swords get boring after a while, so here bring you the Perfect Human. Enjoy.
Name: Derrik
Age: Physical/Mental-25 Actual-7
Race: Genetically Perfected Human.
Race: He is a one of a kind. He was never born, instead being created in a lab. Using test samples of sperm and eggs, the scientists completely wiped the DNA of any information using specially designed lasers. Using these lasers, the scientists rearranged the atoms in the DNA to create what they thought would be a perfect human. He was designed to exact specifications, and thus is far beyond any human in all terms. He is able to jump ten feet high, and can punch through a concrete wall. His skin is extremely hard to the point that it won't be cut by sword strikes, immune to all types of normal handguns, some of the weaker shot guns and machine guns. He does not age, and his body is able to heal any wounds it does get very quickly.
While he was the only completed one before the lab was destroyed, there were about seven failed experiments still kept in a different lab. These mutated and disfigured humans paved the way for the first 'perfect” human. Of course, perfection is in the eyes of the creator.
Sex: Male.
Hair: A very light blond. It is thin, and goes just below his ears.
Eyes: A bright blue.
Weight: 185
Height: 6'5
Weapon: Derrik's melee weapon is a Katar-like blade that is grafted onto his arm, and is hidden in a metallic forearm armor. This is only about an inch off the top of his arm and stretches from his elbow to the end of his wrist. When required, he can activate a spring that shoots the blade outwards. The blade is about the length, and width of his arm, and is about a quarter inch thick. The weapon itself is made out of a special alloy that is stronger then steel, and near unbreakable. It shines silver in most light.
As far as melee weapons go, the only other weapon he holds is hidden in his walking stick. This fairly plain walking stick has a hidden switch on the top of its silver, balled top. This switch causes a metal spike to spring from the bottom of the cane. He usually only uses this in sneak attacks, or when he is unable to get his blade out, for whatever reason.
Along with his Melee weapons, he also has a plethora of Guns. His two main weapons are a pair of Benelli M4 Super 90. The design includes two self cleaning pistons located just ahead of the chamber to function opposite the rotating bolt, thereby eliminating the need for the complex mechanisms found on other gas-actuated automatics. For more information on these guns, go
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-Ammunition-
Explosive shot: Using a special type of bullet, the shot will scatter after being fire and each of the small pieces will explode upon impact. They do very little piercing damage but high explosive damage.
Fast Shot: Are bullets made with a special mixture of black powder that gives the shots an extra speed, doubling the velocity of the next fastest bullet. These are his most preferred type of ammunition.
Along with his shot guns, he has two Modified Kimber Eclipse's in holsters on his side. These twelve shot hand guns have a silver barrel, black hand grip and weigh just over 38 ounces. They are light weight, durable and can pack a serious punch. His specially modified ones are also equipped with a laser sight and a larger barrel for his heavier rounds. Being much easier to access then his Benelli's, that rest on his back, he often resorts to these instead. For more information go
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-Ammunition-
Scatter shot: These act the same as a shotgun round, except to lesser effect. They scatter after leaving the barrel and are perfect for dealing with multiple or fast moving enemies.
Blast Shot: This one packs a punch. Using a much larger round, this shot hits the target with a surprising large amount of force. The only downside is that it moves slower then normal bullets, but the extra punch is worth it.
Fast Shot: Bullets made with a special mixture of black powder that gives the shots extra speed, doubling the velocity of the next fastest bullet. These are his most preferred type of ammunition.
In reserve, he also carries two small Nambu pistol's in his boots. These are eight round hand guns that he rarely ever uses. He has no special type of ammunition for these, and instead just sticks with the industry standard. For more information go
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Along with all these he also has five
M67 Hand grenades The M67's are a type of fragmentation grenade that has a 3-5 second fuse. While the initial blast only covers a 13 meter diameter, the shrapnel produced can embed itself into object over 230 meters away.
Along with those weapons that Derrik constantly has on him, he also keeps reserve weapons in his
Koenigsegg CCX. This car was made with him in mind. The sleek black exterior is completely bullet proof and it has a nitrogen boosters for added speed when needed. It was built without the roof portion. This two door is able to reach an unboosted speed of 250MpH. This car comes complete with a highly advanced GPS system, and on board computer. It is even able to find Derrik where ever he may be, and go to him at his call. On board this car he has two
HK416 assault rifles, and a
RPG. These are his least used weapons, and have no special type of ammunition.
Armor: He wears a bullet proof vest underneath his clothes, and other then that his tough skin is more then enough to block swords and most ammunition.
Strengths: Well, his strengths should be obvious. He has super human strength, speed and endurance. His super human skin makes him hard to damage, as well as his fast healing makes it more difficult. His reaction time is unparalleled and his mind is able to do complex puzzles in mere seconds. He plans out all his moves before he acts and usually gets them dead on. He has photographic memory, being able to see something only once and already know how it works and can describe it in detail. He also has perfect aim, boasting to never miss a target.
Weakness: His main weakness is magic. Being made from science, magic makes very little sense to him and he finds it hard to dodge. He can never seem to comprehend it and it hurts him more then it probably should.
Skills/Magic: None.
Appearance: He has a neat and professional appearance. He is always wearing a pure white suit with matching trench coat and bowler hat. He has black dress boats with attachments for his nambu pistols. His Kimber Eclipses are equipped in holsters attached to his belt, and his main weapons are attached to his back underneath his trench coat, almost invisible from sight. His ammunition and grenades are all hidden inside pockets of his trench coat. He usually wears dark sun glasses over his bright blue eyes. His skin is very tan and he is very well built. His eyes are slightly slanted and his face is very handsome. He Carries a walking stick with him for appearance. It is straight and gold in color with a shinny ball top.
Personality: He's a smart, nice guy. He is sarcastic and sometimes rude at times, as he doesn't know much about being socially accepted. He knows that he's supposedly “perfect”, but takes little interest in it. He can be a little hot headed at times and doesn't say no to a challenge. He takes a certain amount of pride in his abilities and often shows a little bit of an ego, though he doesn't realize.
While fighting, he doesn't ask questions. He fights fiercely without hesitation, and he does his job to perfection; and as quick as possible to get out of there. He doesn't think twice about taking a life, as he is accustomed to it.
Biography:
April 15, 2000,
That was the day I saw evolution in it's purest form. My name it Elizabeth Taylor, and I am a scientist recently assigned to a secret government program. It was something out of a dream or a movie, as soon as I walked I saw “them”. Mutated human bodies floating in glass tubes filled with a strange liquid. I think I fainted, I don't remember. It was horrible, I just couldn't fathom why the USA would do something like that.
When I woke up I was treated to an explanation, this lab I found myself in was used for trying to create some sort of living weapon. A Super Human. What I saw where mistakes in the programming, somehow they missed something. It was an awful feeling as I agreed to join, it wasn't like I had a choice, I knew if I said anything then I would be killed without hesitation. It was something not allowed to be put into the public's eyes.
January 1, 2002,
Test subject five was a failure. Another horrible mutated human was the outcome, but it may provide some insight on why the others failed too. We seemed to be missing an important gene, something that remained blank after the wipe. Without it now matter what we designed they would all come out like that, something definitely not human. Once again it was never allowed out of the test tube it was made in, what a wasteful life. Shush I shouldn't say such things, if anyone knew I had doubts about these experiments they'd kill me.
August 24, 2004,
How could it be a failure, I was certain that everything went perfectly. We checked, and re-checked the documents over a thousand times. Everything was right everything. I guess maybe its impossible to create a human, maybe we shouldn't be playing god. I didn't even get to see it, but they tell me its a failure. Damn...
But its not just me. My best friend in this stinking lab quit today, she said she couldn't take it anymore. I'm just worried for her, I know these people. I'm afraid their going to kill her. Damn the government and its secrets.
November 5, 2005,
We did it! I can hardly contain my excitement. We created him, the perfect human. It's like something out of a dream, for five years I've been working so much, and we did it. They called him Derrik after the programs founder, he's...amazing. He's not grown fully yet, he still looks young in his tube, but I've been told he will be the perfect age in a couple months. I'm so excited. It makes it all worth it, the sacrifice, we made it, the perfect human.
February 2, 2006,
I talked to him today. I was the second person. He was...much nicer then I expected. I figured after being told he was the “perfect human,” that he would be more self centered, but no. He was nice and calm, and smart, it was...amazing. We talked for hours about everything, it was like all of human history was planted into his head, but he seemed to be able to make his own decisions about things.
It's weird I feel sort of like a mother, after all I was the second head architect these past five years. And what a proud mother I was, he was tall, handsome, well built, and smart. Of course...if I looked at it that way I couldn't help but feel ad for all my children who didn't even have a chance. I guess that's the price of playing God.
July 14, 2009,
He went on his first mission today...it was weird seeing him go knowing he was just a tool for murder. We've been talking so much late, and he's just so nice, but I know he will kill without even a second thought. It almost sickening to think about it, he's just a human made weapon, he's just a tool for these people, but not for me. To me he is real...I just don't know what to do...
March 7, 2010,
Damn...he's not perfect. They found a flaw five years later they found a flaw. Their going to kill him, I know it, they're going to kill him when his usefulness has ended. Damn it they can't do that, he's still human isin't 't he? He's still...this is the worst.
November 5, 2011,
He's alive, thank god he's alive. I thought they killed him, but I saw him yesterday I know I did, he gave me a note, and told me to meet him tomorrow. I can't believe it, I thought he was dead, its amazing he survived, my son. I wonder how he's doing, it's been so long, I wonder how he escaped. I guess I find out everything tomorrow, I can hardly wait.
-_-_-
Derrick closed the book he was reading and looked at the sky. The book consisted of the only remaining pieces of Elizabeth's diary, the entire lab was burned to the ground the first day of 2012. He set the fire, and killed everyone including her. He felt bad, he though she escaped, but he was dead wrong. He couldn't live in the past though, he had a mission, he heard the “mistakes” where sent to a lab somewhere in Europe, he needed to find them and give his brothers a proper Burrel, somehow. Until then he would live as a mercenary, the best in the world. Sometimes even being perfect doesn't mean your life is.