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Yokai (Callaghan)

2019-11-27T16:13:01Z

ToniK:

{{CharacterNew
|NameOnMUSH=Robert Callaghan
|Color=#333
|TextColor=#c1c1c1
|Char_id=9201
|Img=https://www.unitedheroesmush.com/images/7/76/Yokai2.png
|FullName=Robert Callaghan
|Gender=Male
|Species=Human
|Theme=Other
|Chartype=FC
|Active=Approved
|Occupation=Former College Professor
|Citizenship=United States of America
|Residence=East End, Metropolis
|Education=PhD in Robotics
|Groups=
|Quote="Nothing good ever comes from easy."
|PAge=56
|AAge=56
|DOB=28 October 1971
|Height=108 cm
|Weight=78 kg
|Hair=Grey
|Eyes=Blue
|Actor=James Cromwell
|Song="Empire in my Mind" by The Wallflowers
|Profile=The former head of the Robotics Department at SFIT, Robert Callaghan was well respected in his field and had pioneered a number of unique technologies. Perhaps none the sort to change the world, but he seemed quite content with his lot in life - at least until his daughter disappeared. His grief and anger festered to the point of making the choice to steal a prospective student's technology and use it to seek revenge - only to accidentally kill said student's brother in the process, and setting off a chain reaction that would lead that boy and a handful of others in to becoming the Big Hero 6 to stop the figure later dubbed as 'Yokai' by the newspapers. But not only was he stopped, his daughter was found and rescued as well - leading a repentant Callaghan to accept the consequences of his actions and be imprisoned. The question is, though, is repentance merely accepting judgement - or is it actively working to make up for one's crimes?
===Current Player Approved: November 23, 2019===
|Description=
'''Description:'''
 
The man is tall and well-built; he may not be about to win any strength contests anytime soon, but he's far from skinny. Still, the muscle seems modest, neatly tucked under what clothing he has on at any given time. And considering his age - suggested by the wrinkled lines in his face, the greying of his hair? - he seems to take the work needed to stay fit like this. Even the blue eyes seem aged, as though he's seen his share of troubles that have left their mark. Still, there is a gentleness to him, and his demeanor, at least most of the time - every so often something harder and harsher emerges, if only for a moment.
|History=
'''History1:'''
 
Robert Callaghan was always the sort of child who preferred robots to people. Even coming from a military background, his own service in the army was merely to fund his schooling, and he was well on his way to his Masters when he bumped in to the woman who would become his wife - while she was in the middle of deriding his work. Somehow, opposites attracted, and they fell in love and had a daughter, Abigail. The two of them were everything Robert could have wanted in life - and when his wife died in a car accident, he was absolutely devastated. Nonetheless, he persisted for his daughter, obtaining a PhD in Robotics and pioneering his own Laws as well as working with his fellows on developing new technologies. He wasn't about to become famous in anything but his field, but he was content, and he was happy. Even when he took a step back and began teaching, he was happy - and when Abigail became part of a project known as Silent Sparrow, meant to pioneer widespread portal technology, he was ecstatic. His own skills became essential to the project...but when it was demonstrated, everything went wrong. Abigail was lost, and a grief-stricken Robert blamed the lead, Alistair Krei, for the problems. After an initial outburst, he buried his rage and grief deep inside where it would fester for the next few years, even as he focused more on teaching and bringing up the next generation of students to...be not like Krei. Anything but Krei. When a student brought in his brother, Hiro in an attempt to steer him away from bot-fighting, Robert saw potential in the young man and gave him his own style of encouragement - a sly challenge to participate in the upcoming Student Showcase. And suffice it to say, that young man's invention absolutely stunned Robert...to the point of touching on that rage and grief, and prompting him to stage a fire to fake his own death and steal that invention. Despite the fact that Hiro's brother perished in the fire - going after Robert, no less - Robert pushed forwards, convincing himself that he had to continue or else everything would be for nothing. Stealing materials, Robert replicated the design a thousandfold until he had a veritable army at his disposal. An attempt to scare Hiro off only resulted in other students getting involved, and he chased them off a pier in an attempt to truly deter them...only for them to come back in supersuits, dedicated to stopping him as they (correctly) believed he was responsible for the fire. Nonetheless, they were startled when they discovered it was none other than their former professor. Things went to hell, Robert escaped with what he came for, and prepared his final strike on Krei Tech for revenge - using none other than the same portal tech that had gone wrong so long ago. Once again, the students intervened - but this time, through trying to reach out through the common ground of loss. It might have worked, if Krei hadn't opened his mouth, and a fight promptly ensued as Callaghan tried to take them out of the picture. In the midst of it, he was rendered defenseless, and all seemed to be about to tie up - except for the fact that one of the heroes, a robot (the last creation of Hiro's brother, no less), found a trace of life in the portals, and it and Hiro promptly went inside. Only Hiro came out...but with the pod containing Abigail, who had entered a form of sleep. Stunned by the fact she was still alive, Robert submitted to the authorities, the weight of everything he had done finally crashing down upon him. Pleading guilty to all counts, he was placed in San Francisco's prison system to serve his sentences. While he was already getting old and the length would effectively be until the end of his life, Robert held no plans of escape or otherwise subverting the systems. Indeed, when Hiro came to ask him for information, he gave it freely - as well as an apology, even though he knew it was not enough. It was clear Hiro hadn't forgiven him, but he at least accepted it...as a start. Though Robert couldn't help but think of what else would truly be needed in order for him to make up for his crimes...
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'''Personality:'''
 
It's important to note that Robert Callaghan very much considers himself a good person. He is not overly self-righteous about it, but he is firm in the belief that he has contributed to this world and contributed well. Whether it be his service in the military, his post-service scientific work, or his work at the university, he seems ultimately proud of his life and has only so many regrets. (No more than the average person, at least.) However, he has undeniably committed actions that are not hallmarks of a good person. He has been ruthless and outright cruel, at times, but through it all he never seemed to hold any doubt or guilt. It was not until the very end of his rampage that he showed an inkling of regret; nonetheless, these sets of events have the potential to fuel 'the end justifies the means' sort of mindset, and were Callaghan ever given a new motive to wreck havoc, he has the potential to once more become a force of outright wrath. One does wonder, though, if he would continue to be willing to use such means; it can be assumed that many of his ruthless actions were fueled by a sort of rage-hatred-desperate need for revenge, the fear that he'd never have such a chance again and that he had to do whatever he did in order to finish it. Presumably, if he felt strongly enough about it, or otherwise was pushed?...history can absolutely repeat itself. It can be assumed that the groundwork has been/was laid with his first stint as Yokai. During a particularly emotional moment there may or may not be regret, and it's wrong to say he'd take pleasure in any of his violence; quite the opposite, he is a good man, and doesn't/wouldn't enjoy any of it. It's something to be dealt with and done, as cleanly/expediently as possible; Callaghan/Yokai is even more dangerous because of it, because there's no thrill, but it's the vehement belief that this needs to be done. And that is one of the things that make him the most terrifying. Because there is no sadism, there are no games, there is only action, response, and dealing with it. Regrets, if any, come later. In fact, one can presume that in some cases he wouldn't be so much 'unwilling' to kill as deem it unnecessary; if given a crowd of terrified civilians, for example. He might make a show to get them out of the way first before going through, assuming there was the opportunity; he did make a show, at Krei Tech, dramatically appearing over the crowd and then going for only Krei, ignoring everyone else. After all, good men do not target innocents; good men do what is necessary, and are then done. And really, when you get over all that whole darker side of him? He's not a /bad/ man. His students held a high amount of respect for him, and seemed honestly astonished by the fact that he was Yokai; it can be drawn, then, that he was darned good teacher. His attitude is generally the strict-but-kind sort; mild amounts of sass/sarcasm, but never outwardly offensive with it. The kind of teacher who would single you out as an 'example', but make you laugh, too, because you really should have known better than to give him that kind of opening.
|Abilities=
|Skills=
'''Intelligence:'''
 
Of all things at his disposal, Yokai's most valuable asset at this point is his own intelligence. Robert Callaghan himself is - well, was - a respected professor, carrying a PhD in Robotics and mentoring students in multiple disciplines. Having invented his own Laws of Robotics as well as the Callaghan-Catmull spline, he famous mostly in the robotics field but otherwise relatively unknown to the world at large - and he's content to be that way. Nonetheless, his achievements are nothing to sneeze at; nor is the fact that his mind is still sharp, still open to learning, and still able to look at situation and, essentially, Science The Heck Out Of It. 
'''Military Training:'''
 
Callaghan may have only served a short stint in the Army - mostly to fund his schooling - but he's carried no small amount of the experience with him to present day. He maintains a fitness regime that keeps him in excellent shape for his age, and is somewhat familiar (if rusty) with many firearms and other such military equipment. Still, he moved in to being an Engineering Officer as opposed to being on the frontlines, and never saw live combat firsthand.
|Resources=
'''Body Armor:'''
 
The body armor Yokai wears is light, meant more to absorb punches as opposed to reflect bullets or anything worse. While bullets might be slowed, they'll still certainly bruise and be felt; anything more than that, including super-powered punches, may as well be hitting him straight-on for how much(/little) it absorbs. 
'''Bracers:'''
 
Yokai's bracers are, at this point, his primary tool. Mind, there's quite a few tools in them, which is why he relies on them so heavily. Armored and shielded, they are surprisingly light for the amount of tech put in to them. In addition, he is proficient with using them as weapons, striking with the forearm as a bludgeoning strike. Even so, he'd prefer not to get that close in combat at all. LAUNCHER The launcher (present in the right bracer) is able to fire either darts, a grappling line, or small canisters such as smoke or gas. Its range is approximately 25-30m, depending on the type of ammunition. DARTS Yokai has a few darts of various types on him at any given time; these generally are laced with some sort of tranquilizer or nonlethal poison. METAL LINE While thin, the coiled metal line - approximately 45m of such - is capable of supporting about 300kg. While it can be detached to serve as cable all on its own, there is a retracting apparatus which allows it to draw back in - and, hypothetically, someone else with it. In addition, there is a function which allows it to electrify - the bracer's shielding protects the wearer from suffering the effects. HOLOSCREENS The left bracer has a computer built in which can project its screens holographically to allow Yokai to pull up and input data, display three-dimensional images such as blueprints, as well as perform other functions you would expect a standard computer to perform. (Yes, Solitaire is on it.) It can connect to other systems as well, either wirelessly or through a wired connection. Bear in mind that its ability to hack is solely based on the operator's skill; in Yokai's case, he's nothing particularly special, though he knows the basics of spoofing and tapping in to a local wireless connection so long as it has only the basics of security.
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'''Abigail:'''
 
Abigail Callaghan is, above all else, Robert's reason for living. Had she not been rescued, there's only so much he would have had left for him after dealing with Krei. The fact that she is alive gives him hope, and gives him a reason to look forwards to the future of seeing her freely once again - however distant it may be. And were she threatened, there's no telling what he would do - whether in an attempt to save her, or to hurt those who dared lay a finger on his child. 
'''Big Hero 6:'''
 
The Big Hero 6 were instrumental in taking down Yokai - due in no small part to him being the one at fault for what led to their formation in the first place. And while some might be embittered, Robert is...actually grateful, and not just because of Abigail's rescue. Suffice it to say that were they ever to ask him for help, he would give it, no questions asked - even if that help wasn't returned. And were they to somehow stand in his way, he would very much hesitate to go through them...if only for a few seconds. 
'''Criminal Record:'''
 
Faking your death is one thing. Faking your death through an arson which ends up killing an innocent is quite another. Robert Callaghan is looking at least two consecutive life sentences - one without parole - for that and a number of other crimes, and pled guilty to most if not all of them. Suffice it to say that even were something to change in his situation, he can never go back to his former life. 
'''Yokai:'''
 
First and foremost - Yokai is not a split personality. Yokai is merely Callaghan dropping all pretense, dropping everything that holds him back, and allowing his anger and pain to take the forefront - and boy, there's a sizeable amount of it. Arguably his 'inner demon', Yokai is everything that Callaghan once considered himself unable to be - powerful, unstoppable, and most of all? *Able to act*. Wearing the mask is almost like a drug that gives him a focus and drive, and it's just as addicting to be in that mindset. While Callaghan since recognizes that he might need a bit of therapy to deal with this dark side of himself, the fact is that Yokai exists, and Yokai is very much always present in his mind - ready to claw its way back out should Callaghan be given a reason to give in.
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2019-11-27T16:12:31Z

ToniK:

Yokai (Callaghan)

2019-11-27T16:10:41Z

ToniK:

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2019-11-27T16:07:29Z

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2019-11-27T16:07:29Z

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== Summary ==
With permission from Kabuki-Akuma. https://kabuki-akuma.tumblr.com/post/189326270193/robert-callaghanyokai-commish-for-artoni-i

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2019-11-27T16:06:44Z

ToniK: With permission from Kabuki-Akuma. https://kabuki-akuma.tumblr.com/post/189326270193/robert-callaghanyokai-commish-for-artoni-i

== Summary ==
With permission from Kabuki-Akuma. https://kabuki-akuma.tumblr.com/post/189326270193/robert-callaghanyokai-commish-for-artoni-i

User:ToniK

2019-11-26T05:31:18Z

ToniK:

Long-time MU*er coming back after a bit of a hiatus. Current player of [[Yokai_(Callaghan)]] and [[Grease_Monkey]]. Occasionally scribbles and calls it 'art'.

The best compliment they ever received was describing their RP as the sort that has you put on a watchlist for googling how long it takes to knock somebody out with a chokehold.

(They/them pronouns.)

Has doodled:

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Grease Monkey

2019-11-26T05:30:46Z

ToniK:

{{CharacterNew
|NameOnMUSH=Grease Monkey
|Color=#333
|TextColor=#c1c1c1
|Char_id=9162
|Img=https://www.unitedheroesmush.com/images/c/cf/GM3.png
|FullName=Gyu-hui Mae
|Gender=Agender
|Species=Human
|Theme=Original
|Chartype=OC
|Active=Approved
|Occupation=Mechanic / Busybody
|Citizenship=United States of America
|Residence=Kings, New York
|Education=College Level
|Groups=[[Street Level-OOC]]
|Quote="So, what can you build?" "Anything."
|PAge=16
|AAge=16
|DOB=26 September 2011
|Height=158 cm
|Weight=57 kg
|Hair=Brown
|Eyes=Brown
|Actor=Amber Liu
|Song=[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=laFV31_3a64 "Can't Stop The World" by Gavin Rossdale]
|Profile=The figure known as Grease Monkey ("GM" to their friends) appeared at Fix-It All-Tow - a small mechanic shop in Kings - only so long ago. Impressing the staff with their skill and offering a sob story about being thrown out of their home, they quickly wormed their way in to a position in return for a place to stay at night. But in reality, Grease Monkey is none other than Gyu-hui Mae - the missing child of a murdered neuroengineer. On a quest to find the truth of their father's death, GM masquerades as a mutant while digging deep in to what they believe is a conspiracy. With a genius-level intellect, they're certain they can get to the bottom of things - but it's a shame their maturity isn't nearly as advanced, and that their experience is somewhat...lacking.
===Current Player Approved: November 11, 2019===
|Description=
'''Description:'''
 
The figure is short; somewhere around 5'3" or 5"4. But they have a big attitude, even just going off their posture. More often than not crouched or slouched, they seem mostly human...if not for a few particular characteristics. First of which are a pair of almost comically large ears on either side of their head, furred and occasionally twitching. Other than that, the upper body is mostly normal; a brown-eyed young face with east asian features, more often than not smeared with grease or smudge. Shaggy black hair frames it, held out of the face itself by a pair of goggles. The figure - for it's hard to tell if they're male or female, they're rather androgynous in build - sports what looks like what was originally a mechanic's jumpsuit. Dark blue, its sleeves are rolled up to reveal metallic bracers, though at least the hands seem human enough - if covered by fingerless gloves. A furred tail sprouts from their back, just under a toolbelt with plenty of pockets and pouches. The pants are baggy, pocketed on the thighs, and tuck in to boots which...have no bottoms. Instead, odd-looking feet sprout from the bottom, looking not dissimilar from another set of hands.
|History=
'''History1:'''
 
Gyu-hui Mae is the only child of Ye-joon and Zilla Mae. Their father was a pioneer in the field of cybernetics & neurosciences, paving the way for advances with artificial limbs to be more natural and more responsive to their owners. It got to the point where he was one of the leading scientists of the company that manufactured and R&D'd the patented technology - though it wasn't a big company by any means, it was still a strong one. He met Zilla while at a science convention while he was still young (20s), and after about two years they married and then had their child. Growing up, Gyu-hui drew closer than their father than their mother - even if they saw their mother a lot more. But with their father...Gyu-hui was a child prodigy, and immediately latched on to the technology that their father worked on. Ironically, it was playing with some of this tech during a visit to their labs that they suffered a terrible accident, resulting in heavy spine damage that denied them the use of their legs. But it could happen to no less fortunate person; they and their father both worked on the device that would allow them to use their legs once more, a spinal brace that would allow them to walk again. Gyu-hui themselves played with it a bit more, often hiding in her room as Ye-joon and Zilla got in to more and more fights... Other than that, though, life was pretty good. At the age of fifteen they were already taking graduate classes, and continually playing with machines on the side. They dreamed of getting their own motorcycle when they were old enough, and tinkered with them (and the family car) when they weren't being allowed in Dad's lab to play with what was in there. In it, they designed a support structure for their legs; they noticed that even with the device on they could grow tired, and sought to give themselves greater strength, and to do /more/. It worked, at least- though the extra effects they kept secret, wanting to show their father at some point. They also planned on showing their father the fact that through the device's connection with their spine and his own prototypes, they could give themselves an extra limb - though they hadn't quite gotten the fine details down such as delicate fingers, they managed to get certain motions to the point where they could have a tail. Stashing the new appendage away with a number of other items, they went to surprise their father at home with all that they'd done (including a few pieces of material that they hadn't seen before and wanted to ask him about)...only to find the house dead silent. They tentatively moved up to their parents' room to discover their mother arguing with their father once again, only this time there was a gun in her hand, and there was a shot- At that point GM turned and bolted, unable (and partly unwilling) to make out everything else. They grabbed a few things and ran, numb with what they'd seen until they came across a small community of homeless. Said community was more than welcome to have them 'donate' some cash if they could stay with them for a while. (Read: "Here's my ATM card. This is my pin. Can I hang out here for a bit?") Through their radio they learned of the murder of Ye-joon Mae, the near death of his wife, Zilla (who was in the hospital in critical condition, after shooting an armed intruder), and their missing child, Gyu-hui. Confused and not sure what to think (other than it couldn't have been Mom, Mom and Dad didn't get along but it wouldn't have been like that, it couldn't be), Gyu-hui had one more withdrawal made (read; everything they could) before giving the community almost everything but the clothes on their back and the briefcase they'd taken from their dad's lab. They tinkered while with them, eventually building a sort of identity-disguise through the help of their new friends helping to scrounge materials. The result was dirty, ragged, and included an 'attempt' at hiding the oversized ears (of a headpiece) and the hiding of a tail by wrapping it around their waist like a furry belt. Or just letting it lay loose. In essence, a scrungy mutant trying to pass itself off as human - not the other way around. (Because who'd want to be a mutant?) Still, those funds couldn't last them forever - especially as they had only been able to make that second withdrawal at so much, and that was risking being found (especially after police were sniffing around the area). The day after their sixteenth birthday GM parted with the group, a vague idea having formed in their mind. Running (so to speak) around with them, they'd happened around an auto shop that was in some trouble, and at least somewhat receptive towards the idea of (super/sub/in)humans; they tinkered around with their stuff overnight, and when the owner came in and found someone elbow-deep in a machine that'd been broken for days and that someone cheerfully announced they not only fixed it for you but it should run twice as well, and then proceeded to demonstrate- well, that owner was willing to hear out the sob story GM had come up with. Something about suddenly having these new mutations, their parents kicking them out, skipping town to town and winding up here... Maybe he wasn't outright sold, but he was willing to let them crash in the shop at night, especially after seeing their work and being assured of further assistance. At their request to stay out of sight for the most part, with most people being rather uncertain of certain elements of thheir appearance...he said he'd do what he could. GM, to say the least, proved their worth, rapidly getting on the owner & crew's good sides. As for what they did when they weren't in the shop...well, suffice it to say they turned a spot in to a work station, where they could keep playing around with tools and tinker and, occasionally, go out and test them. This began to lean towards offensive and defensive gadgetry, which in turn led them in to needing to get in to situations where they'd be brought out- and GM wasn't too much in a mood to cause outright trouble. So, instead...they took advantage of the ones who did. Trying to get to the scene of incidents not necessarily to be a vigilante, but to see what could be scavenged - even if it was just knowledge from observing those who were more 'professional' than them. Surely anything would help, especially with their ear to the ground on trying to understand just what happened that night...
|Personality=
'''Personality:'''
 
COCKY If everything seemed to come easily to you, you'd be a little confident in your own abilities, too. GM has rarely had anything be 'difficult' for them, and as such, has a rather high opinion of themselves and what they are capable of. Sure, they may not be able to get everything immediately, but given time and tools? Nothing is impossible. Even getting out of a bad situation. Clearly, they can see all the problems, and they've even got tech that helps them land on their feet! CURIOUS How does this work? What about that? GM wants to know as much as they can, about everything they can. Maybe they're not super interested in the history of rap, for example, but they'll at least give things a cursory look before moving on given the opportunity. And with things that catch their interest? They're practically obsessive, examining it from as many angles as possible and trying to digest each and every part of it. Proverbially speaking. DRIVEN When GM sets their mind to something, it's difficult to steer them away. No matter the difficulty, no matter the obstacles - none of those matter. GM doesn't think, they *know* they can accomplish anything, and because of that, they don't tend to become overly frustrated when something immediately doesn't go their way. It just means a different approach is needed - and they're generally willing to do whatever approach is needed. JOVIAL It's hard to keep a good monkey down. Or at least, this particular one. GM is a rather positive creature, sometimes sarcastic and sassy but ultimately good-humored and not about to mock someone for the hell of it. They'd rather laugh with someone than directly at them - though they're not above taunts and teases to get a reaction. It's all in good fun, however - for the most part. SPUNKY Attitude - it's a thing. And GM has quite a bit of it. They're willing to go right in to the fray with only so much preparation, trusting in their own abilities (and luck, and intelligence, and...well, everything else about them) to get out of trouble. And if they are in trouble? Pfft, nothing that they won't get over. There's very few things that can keep GM down for long. WHIMSICAL Some people just wanna have fun. For all of GM's obsession with their father's death, it hasn't dampened their need for fun. And with so many things coming easy, they tend to move on from subject to subject in a somewhat aimless and/or random manner. Almost selfish in their need to indulge their immediate needs, while it can be hard to predict what GM's focusing on at any given time (though something engineering-related is a good bet), you can almost be sure it's something that makes them or someone else smile.
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'''Child Prodigy:'''
 
It was discovered that Gyu-hui was a prodigy early on in their life, specifically when it came to building and engineering. While not on the level of such figures as Tony Stark and the like...given time, further education, and a few other factors they could certainly follow in their footsteps. As it is, GM has a knack for understanding how things work given a bit of time to study, to the effect of being able to replicate something along the lines (see Skills: Engineering) with only so much trouble. They are not perfect, mind; they can make mistakes. They can misunderstand a concept. Sometimes sometimes a puzzle piece is missing. But GM has a hunger to understand, and what's more, a drive to improve on what's already there.
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'''Engineering:'''
 
GM's passion. Their one true love. They're never more content than when they're working with their hands building things, whether it be a Lego set or a car engine or trying to improve on the night-vision goggles they picked up from that one guy who goes by 'Shopkeep'. GM personally adapted their father's technology to create their Monkey Suit (see Resources: Monkey Suit) and tends to be able to reverse-engineer almost anything so long as it follows standard scientific (read: not magic) principles. They're far better at the physical design rather than the program, mind; GM can set up the basics of an interface, but cannot hack, and the more complicated the program the more likely there's a few problematic bugs. Give them free access to a junkyard, however, and they could slap together a working vehicle. (It may or may not be able to fly. It's more than likely a simian reference.) 
'''Jury-Rigging:'''
 
While, given time and materials (and resources, and other such...) GM could likely live up to their claim of being able to build 'anything'...they have a knack for creating things 'on the fly'. A veritable MacGyver, while it goes without saying that some tech is out of their grasp, they can jury-rig most common Earth tech in to doing what they want it to do - if only temporarily, and obviously within reason. A calculator cannot suddenly be turned in to a phone - but a wrecked car can possibly be made to run a final mile or two, or, even better, blow up. ...'better' is obviously subject to opinion. In general, parts can be salvaged in to impromptu weapons or tools, and things that are damaged can be made to limp along a little longer. 
'''Parkour:'''
 
Gyu-hui enjoyed being active even at a young age; after their accident and the obtaining of their spinal brace, they chose parkour as a way to both stay active and to relish in their regained freedom of movement. Over the years, GM has only improved their skills; while they're not quite on the level of a professional traceur, they're certainly above average for those their age, and what's more is they honestly enjoy it. There's nothing like vaulting over obstacles in terms of exhileration - unless, of course, you're trying out a new gadget. But you could always combine the two...
|Resources=
'''Fix-It All-Tow:'''
 
A small mechanic's shop in Kings, and where GM calls their 'home'. While there's only enough room in the bay for a few cars and thus only so much need for staff, GM arrived at just the right time to where their general-engineering skills impressed the staff enough to 'hire' them - albeit under the table. Generally GM maintains the tools and equipment as opposed to working directly on the cars (easier for payroll purposes if the hours aren't needed to be logged), though they also offer advisement and, well, commentary. They've set up a cot in a loft storage area, as well as a tiny workshop. Sometimes it's good to be small. 
'''Monkey Suit:'''
 
The 'Monkey Suit' is the primary set of equipment that GM wears at any given time. While they may make minor tweaks and occasionally create an extra tool for a job, in general, this is what one can expect: Tail The 'tail' that GM possesses is based on a prototype meant to fully replace limbs. Securely connected to the spinal brace, it is capable of supporting their weight thrice over (approximately 375lbs, or 171kg) just by its own grip - assuming it's secured around something. Mind, it's not necessarily comfortable holding that much weight - no more than someone hanging by an arm, for example - but it can do so. In addition, it's fully prehensile, and often responds to GM's emotions more like a cat than a monkey. Leggings The leggings are more of a light exoskeleton that are worn (and hidden) under baggy pants. These allow GM to make standing jumps of up to ten feet forwards and five feet high, more when running. In addition, it allows them to land these jumps (or falls) without losing their balance or otherwise hurting themselves. In general, GM can also use these to bounce up walls that are within five feet of each other. Feet GM also wears a pair of boots that not only increase their height an inch or two...but also serve as anchors for custom 'feet', styled after, well, a monkey's. In other words? They're fully capable of grasping like a pair of hands, courtesy of a connection fed up through the leggings. Mind, while GM is flexible they're not flexible enough to fully use them as hands, but...they help in the disguise, if nothing else. Fuzzset A headpiece that primarily consists of a pair of oversized and furred 'ears', though somewhat more cartoonish than one might expect from an actual simian. These do not actually have a connection to the spinal brace; the tech within is more condensed, mostly meant as an aid in disguise and subtle enhancements in sound (ears) and sight (goggles). We're not talking the kind of thing that'll pick up the drop of a pin, but it can give GM a slight edge unless they deliberately tweak it. 
'''Spinal Brace:'''
 
The brace GM wears is an advanced prototype, further customized by their own hand. It's essentially a light harness that presses against the bare skin of their spine, allowing a neural bypass across damaged nerves that would otherwise paralyze them. While it's advanced enough to run off their body's own electricity without need of a battery, as well as compact enough to pass anything but up-close examination, it's still a necessary tool for them to function as they're used to.
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'''Damaged Spine:'''
 
Without the spinal brace they wear under their clothing, Gyu-hui is paralyzed from the waist down. They can't even feel sensation. 
'''Electricity:'''
 
One of the problems of the spinal brace is that it taps in to GM's nerves...and has a problem with insulation, no matter how much GM's worked on it. As such, an excess of electricity is extremely debilitating, being conducted straight in to their body. A static shock is more than annoyance, it's a literal pain in the back - and that which may just give someone a slight burn can outright cripple GM with agony. In addition, the majority of their tech is powered by battery systems; as such, not only are occasional recharges necessary, but EMPs can knock out the greater majority of the gear. 
'''Immature:'''
 
Their intellect may be advanced, but Gyu-hui is still a teenager who needs to, well. Grow up. They haven't the breadth of experience as many adults have in order to manage their emotions or see things in perspective. When GM feels things, they tend to feel them Strongly and Intensely; it's not necessarily anything out of the ordinary, just a sign of their inexperience. 
'''In Hiding:'''
 
Gyu-hui Mae is said to have gone missing. Kidnapped or dead, their mother insisted at the interview, tears streaming down her face. Grease Monkey is willing to do almost anything they can to keep themselves from being tied to that name, including masquerading as a mutant with an obvious, unhideable mutation. (We won't talk about the potential offense that can cause to actual mutants.) And while they've managed to weedle a place to stay and a somewhat steady source of income, the income is far from the allowance they once had - and their resources are far from the sort where they can truly build 'anything'. GM is learning to make do with less, but is always watching over their shoulder in paranoia - whether or not it's truly justified. 
'''Missing Details:'''
 
This is what Gyu-hui saw; their mother holding a gun pointed at their father. This is what Gyu-hui knows; there was a shot, and their father fell back with a bloody wound. More than that, they didn't stick around to discover; panic took over, they packed a bag, and they ran. Whether or not trauma has clouded their memory of that moment is anyone's guess, but the fact is that they don't have all the details of what happened, they don't know the reasons, they don't know so much it terrifies them. And while they're convinced there's Something to this, it's very possible that...well, there's not. Who knows. ...no, really, who knows. Because GM will stop at nothing to find out.
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GM2.png|Commissioned fanart by [https://twitter.com/awingandalayer Wing]
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[[Category:Street Level-OOC]]

File:GM3.png

2019-11-26T05:29:55Z

ToniK:

User:ToniK

2019-11-26T05:28:30Z

ToniK: im just using this as a hub for stuff i drew for myself and players here if that's cool dont mind me

Long-time MU*er coming back after a bit of a hiatus. Current player of [[Yokai_(Callaghan)]] and [[Grease_Monkey]]. Occasionally scribbles art.

The best compliment they ever received was describing their RP as the sort that has you put on a watchlist for googling how long it takes to knock somebody out with a chokehold.

(They/them pronouns.)

Has doodled:

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GM1.PNG | [[Grease_Monkey]] & [https://images.plurk.com/53osHltqr1eHeHV1zapNWv.png Full-color profile pic]
Ivory.png | [[Ivory]]
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User:ToniK

2019-11-26T05:22:24Z

ToniK: Created page with "Long-time MU*er coming back after a bit of a hiatus. Current player of Yokai_(Callaghan) and Grease_Monkey. Occasionally scribbles art. The best compliment they ever..."

Yokai (Callaghan)

2019-11-25T04:41:06Z

ToniK:

{{CharacterNew
|NameOnMUSH=Robert Callaghan
|Color=#333
|TextColor=#c1c1c1
|Char_id=9201
|Img=https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/poohadventures/images/f/f7/Robert_Callaghan.jpg/revision/latest?cb=20141108030047
|FullName=Robert Callaghan
|Gender=Male
|Species=Human
|Theme=Other
|Chartype=FC
|Active=Approved
|Occupation=Former College Professor
|Citizenship=United States of America
|Residence=East End, Metropolis
|Education=PhD in Robotics
|Groups=
|Quote="Nothing good ever comes from easy."
|PAge=56
|AAge=56
|DOB=28 October 1971
|Height=108 cm
|Weight=78 kg
|Hair=Grey
|Eyes=Blue
|Actor=James Cromwell
|Song="Empire in my Mind" by The Wallflowers
|Profile=The former head of the Robotics Department at SFIT, Robert Callaghan was well respected in his field and had pioneered a number of unique technologies. Perhaps none the sort to change the world, but he seemed quite content with his lot in life - at least until his daughter disappeared. His grief and anger festered to the point of making the choice to steal a prospective student's technology and use it to seek revenge - only to accidentally kill said student's brother in the process, and setting off a chain reaction that would lead that boy and a handful of others in to becoming the Big Hero 6 to stop the figure later dubbed as 'Yokai' by the newspapers. But not only was he stopped, his daughter was found and rescued as well - leading a repentant Callaghan to accept the consequences of his actions and be imprisoned. The question is, though, is repentance merely accepting judgement - or is it actively working to make up for one's crimes?
===Current Player Approved: November 23, 2019===
|Description=
'''Description:'''
 
The man is tall and well-built; he may not be about to win any strength contests anytime soon, but he's far from skinny. Still, the muscle seems modest, neatly tucked under what clothing he has on at any given time. And considering his age - suggested by the wrinkled lines in his face, the greying of his hair? - he seems to take the work needed to stay fit like this. Even the blue eyes seem aged, as though he's seen his share of troubles that have left their mark. Still, there is a gentleness to him, and his demeanor, at least most of the time - every so often something harder and harsher emerges, if only for a moment.
|History=
'''History1:'''
 
Robert Callaghan was always the sort of child who preferred robots to people. Even coming from a military background, his own service in the army was merely to fund his schooling, and he was well on his way to his Masters when he bumped in to the woman who would become his wife - while she was in the middle of deriding his work. Somehow, opposites attracted, and they fell in love and had a daughter, Abigail. The two of them were everything Robert could have wanted in life - and when his wife died in a car accident, he was absolutely devastated. Nonetheless, he persisted for his daughter, obtaining a PhD in Robotics and pioneering his own Laws as well as working with his fellows on developing new technologies. He wasn't about to become famous in anything but his field, but he was content, and he was happy. Even when he took a step back and began teaching, he was happy - and when Abigail became part of a project known as Silent Sparrow, meant to pioneer widespread portal technology, he was ecstatic. His own skills became essential to the project...but when it was demonstrated, everything went wrong. Abigail was lost, and a grief-stricken Robert blamed the lead, Alistair Krei, for the problems. After an initial outburst, he buried his rage and grief deep inside where it would fester for the next few years, even as he focused more on teaching and bringing up the next generation of students to...be not like Krei. Anything but Krei. When a student brought in his brother, Hiro in an attempt to steer him away from bot-fighting, Robert saw potential in the young man and gave him his own style of encouragement - a sly challenge to participate in the upcoming Student Showcase. And suffice it to say, that young man's invention absolutely stunned Robert...to the point of touching on that rage and grief, and prompting him to stage a fire to fake his own death and steal that invention. Despite the fact that Hiro's brother perished in the fire - going after Robert, no less - Robert pushed forwards, convincing himself that he had to continue or else everything would be for nothing. Stealing materials, Robert replicated the design a thousandfold until he had a veritable army at his disposal. An attempt to scare Hiro off only resulted in other students getting involved, and he chased them off a pier in an attempt to truly deter them...only for them to come back in supersuits, dedicated to stopping him as they (correctly) believed he was responsible for the fire. Nonetheless, they were startled when they discovered it was none other than their former professor. Things went to hell, Robert escaped with what he came for, and prepared his final strike on Krei Tech for revenge - using none other than the same portal tech that had gone wrong so long ago. Once again, the students intervened - but this time, through trying to reach out through the common ground of loss. It might have worked, if Krei hadn't opened his mouth, and a fight promptly ensued as Callaghan tried to take them out of the picture. In the midst of it, he was rendered defenseless, and all seemed to be about to tie up - except for the fact that one of the heroes, a robot (the last creation of Hiro's brother, no less), found a trace of life in the portals, and it and Hiro promptly went inside. Only Hiro came out...but with the pod containing Abigail, who had entered a form of sleep. Stunned by the fact she was still alive, Robert submitted to the authorities, the weight of everything he had done finally crashing down upon him. Pleading guilty to all counts, he was placed in San Francisco's prison system to serve his sentences. While he was already getting old and the length would effectively be until the end of his life, Robert held no plans of escape or otherwise subverting the systems. Indeed, when Hiro came to ask him for information, he gave it freely - as well as an apology, even though he knew it was not enough. It was clear Hiro hadn't forgiven him, but he at least accepted it...as a start. Though Robert couldn't help but think of what else would truly be needed in order for him to make up for his crimes...
|Personality=
'''Personality:'''
 
It's important to note that Robert Callaghan very much considers himself a good person. He is not overly self-righteous about it, but he is firm in the belief that he has contributed to this world and contributed well. Whether it be his service in the military, his post-service scientific work, or his work at the university, he seems ultimately proud of his life and has only so many regrets. (No more than the average person, at least.) However, he has undeniably committed actions that are not hallmarks of a good person. He has been ruthless and outright cruel, at times, but through it all he never seemed to hold any doubt or guilt. It was not until the very end of his rampage that he showed an inkling of regret; nonetheless, these sets of events have the potential to fuel 'the end justifies the means' sort of mindset, and were Callaghan ever given a new motive to wreck havoc, he has the potential to once more become a force of outright wrath. One does wonder, though, if he would continue to be willing to use such means; it can be assumed that many of his ruthless actions were fueled by a sort of rage-hatred-desperate need for revenge, the fear that he'd never have such a chance again and that he had to do whatever he did in order to finish it. Presumably, if he felt strongly enough about it, or otherwise was pushed?...history can absolutely repeat itself. It can be assumed that the groundwork has been/was laid with his first stint as Yokai. During a particularly emotional moment there may or may not be regret, and it's wrong to say he'd take pleasure in any of his violence; quite the opposite, he is a good man, and doesn't/wouldn't enjoy any of it. It's something to be dealt with and done, as cleanly/expediently as possible; Callaghan/Yokai is even more dangerous because of it, because there's no thrill, but it's the vehement belief that this needs to be done. And that is one of the things that make him the most terrifying. Because there is no sadism, there are no games, there is only action, response, and dealing with it. Regrets, if any, come later. In fact, one can presume that in some cases he wouldn't be so much 'unwilling' to kill as deem it unnecessary; if given a crowd of terrified civilians, for example. He might make a show to get them out of the way first before going through, assuming there was the opportunity; he did make a show, at Krei Tech, dramatically appearing over the crowd and then going for only Krei, ignoring everyone else. After all, good men do not target innocents; good men do what is necessary, and are then done. And really, when you get over all that whole darker side of him? He's not a /bad/ man. His students held a high amount of respect for him, and seemed honestly astonished by the fact that he was Yokai; it can be drawn, then, that he was darned good teacher. His attitude is generally the strict-but-kind sort; mild amounts of sass/sarcasm, but never outwardly offensive with it. The kind of teacher who would single you out as an 'example', but make you laugh, too, because you really should have known better than to give him that kind of opening.
|Abilities=
|Skills=
'''Intelligence:'''
 
Of all things at his disposal, Yokai's most valuable asset at this point is his own intelligence. Robert Callaghan himself is - well, was - a respected professor, carrying a PhD in Robotics and mentoring students in multiple disciplines. Having invented his own Laws of Robotics as well as the Callaghan-Catmull spline, he famous mostly in the robotics field but otherwise relatively unknown to the world at large - and he's content to be that way. Nonetheless, his achievements are nothing to sneeze at; nor is the fact that his mind is still sharp, still open to learning, and still able to look at situation and, essentially, Science The Heck Out Of It. 
'''Military Training:'''
 
Callaghan may have only served a short stint in the Army - mostly to fund his schooling - but he's carried no small amount of the experience with him to present day. He maintains a fitness regime that keeps him in excellent shape for his age, and is somewhat familiar (if rusty) with many firearms and other such military equipment. Still, he moved in to being an Engineering Officer as opposed to being on the frontlines, and never saw live combat firsthand.
|Resources=
'''Body Armor:'''
 
The body armor Yokai wears is light, meant more to absorb punches as opposed to reflect bullets or anything worse. While bullets might be slowed, they'll still certainly bruise and be felt; anything more than that, including super-powered punches, may as well be hitting him straight-on for how much(/little) it absorbs. 
'''Bracers:'''
 
Yokai's bracers are, at this point, his primary tool. Mind, there's quite a few tools in them, which is why he relies on them so heavily. Armored and shielded, they are surprisingly light for the amount of tech put in to them. In addition, he is proficient with using them as weapons, striking with the forearm as a bludgeoning strike. Even so, he'd prefer not to get that close in combat at all. LAUNCHER The launcher (present in the right bracer) is able to fire either darts, a grappling line, or small canisters such as smoke or gas. Its range is approximately 25-30m, depending on the type of ammunition. DARTS Yokai has a few darts of various types on him at any given time; these generally are laced with some sort of tranquilizer or nonlethal poison. METAL LINE While thin, the coiled metal line - approximately 45m of such - is capable of supporting about 300kg. While it can be detached to serve as cable all on its own, there is a retracting apparatus which allows it to draw back in - and, hypothetically, someone else with it. In addition, there is a function which allows it to electrify - the bracer's shielding protects the wearer from suffering the effects. HOLOSCREENS The left bracer has a computer built in which can project its screens holographically to allow Yokai to pull up and input data, display three-dimensional images such as blueprints, as well as perform other functions you would expect a standard computer to perform. (Yes, Solitaire is on it.) It can connect to other systems as well, either wirelessly or through a wired connection. Bear in mind that its ability to hack is solely based on the operator's skill; in Yokai's case, he's nothing particularly special, though he knows the basics of spoofing and tapping in to a local wireless connection so long as it has only the basics of security.
|Weaknesses=
'''Abigail:'''
 
Abigail Callaghan is, above all else, Robert's reason for living. Had she not been rescued, there's only so much he would have had left for him after dealing with Krei. The fact that she is alive gives him hope, and gives him a reason to look forwards to the future of seeing her freely once again - however distant it may be. And were she threatened, there's no telling what he would do - whether in an attempt to save her, or to hurt those who dared lay a finger on his child. 
'''Big Hero 6:'''
 
The Big Hero 6 were instrumental in taking down Yokai - due in no small part to him being the one at fault for what led to their formation in the first place. And while some might be embittered, Robert is...actually grateful, and not just because of Abigail's rescue. Suffice it to say that were they ever to ask him for help, he would give it, no questions asked - even if that help wasn't returned. And were they to somehow stand in his way, he would very much hesitate to go through them...if only for a few seconds. 
'''Criminal Record:'''
 
Faking your death is one thing. Faking your death through an arson which ends up killing an innocent is quite another. Robert Callaghan is looking at least two consecutive life sentences - one without parole - for that and a number of other crimes, and pled guilty to most if not all of them. Suffice it to say that even were something to change in his situation, he can never go back to his former life. 
'''Yokai:'''
 
First and foremost - Yokai is not a split personality. Yokai is merely Callaghan dropping all pretense, dropping everything that holds him back, and allowing his anger and pain to take the forefront - and boy, there's a sizeable amount of it. Arguably his 'inner demon', Yokai is everything that Callaghan once considered himself unable to be - powerful, unstoppable, and most of all? *Able to act*. Wearing the mask is almost like a drug that gives him a focus and drive, and it's just as addicting to be in that mindset. While Callaghan since recognizes that he might need a bit of therapy to deal with this dark side of himself, the fact is that Yokai exists, and Yokai is very much always present in his mind - ready to claw its way back out should Callaghan be given a reason to give in.
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Yokai1.png|Yokai
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File:Yokai1.png

2019-11-25T04:39:39Z

ToniK: Yokai

== Summary ==
Yokai

Grease Monkey

2019-11-18T18:33:26Z

ToniK: Linking.

{{CharacterNew
|NameOnMUSH=Grease Monkey
|Color=#333
|TextColor=#c1c1c1
|Char_id=9162
|Img=https://images.plurk.com/53osHltqr1eHeHV1zapNWv.png
|FullName=Gyu-hui Mae
|Gender=Agender
|Species=Human
|Theme=Original
|Chartype=OC
|Active=Approved
|Occupation=Mechanic / Busybody
|Citizenship=United States of America
|Residence=Kings, New York
|Education=College Level
|Groups=[[Street Level-OOC]]
|Quote="So, what can you build?" "Anything."
|PAge=16
|AAge=16
|DOB=26 September 2011
|Height=158 cm
|Weight=57 kg
|Hair=Brown
|Eyes=Brown
|Actor=Amber Liu
|Song=[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=laFV31_3a64 "Can't Stop The World" by Gavin Rossdale]
|Profile=The figure known as Grease Monkey ("GM" to their friends) appeared at Fix-It All-Tow - a small mechanic shop in Kings - only so long ago. Impressing the staff with their skill and offering a sob story about being thrown out of their home, they quickly wormed their way in to a position in return for a place to stay at night. But in reality, Grease Monkey is none other than Gyu-hui Mae - the missing child of a murdered neuroengineer. On a quest to find the truth of their father's death, GM masquerades as a mutant while digging deep in to what they believe is a conspiracy. With a genius-level intellect, they're certain they can get to the bottom of things - but it's a shame their maturity isn't nearly as advanced, and that their experience is somewhat...lacking.
===Current Player Approved: November 11, 2019===
|Description=
'''Description:'''
 
The figure is short; somewhere around 5'3" or 5"4. But they have a big attitude, even just going off their posture. More often than not crouched or slouched, they seem mostly human...if not for a few particular characteristics. First of which are a pair of almost comically large ears on either side of their head, furred and occasionally twitching. Other than that, the upper body is mostly normal; a brown-eyed young face with east asian features, more often than not smeared with grease or smudge. Shaggy black hair frames it, held out of the face itself by a pair of goggles. The figure - for it's hard to tell if they're male or female, they're rather androgynous in build - sports what looks like what was originally a mechanic's jumpsuit. Dark blue, its sleeves are rolled up to reveal metallic bracers, though at least the hands seem human enough - if covered by fingerless gloves. A furred tail sprouts from their back, just under a toolbelt with plenty of pockets and pouches. The pants are baggy, pocketed on the thighs, and tuck in to boots which...have no bottoms. Instead, odd-looking feet sprout from the bottom, looking not dissimilar from another set of hands.
|History=
'''History1:'''
 
Gyu-hui Mae is the only child of Ye-joon and Zilla Mae. Their father was a pioneer in the field of cybernetics & neurosciences, paving the way for advances with artificial limbs to be more natural and more responsive to their owners. It got to the point where he was one of the leading scientists of the company that manufactured and R&D'd the patented technology - though it wasn't a big company by any means, it was still a strong one. He met Zilla while at a science convention while he was still young (20s), and after about two years they married and then had their child. Growing up, Gyu-hui drew closer than their father than their mother - even if they saw their mother a lot more. But with their father...Gyu-hui was a child prodigy, and immediately latched on to the technology that their father worked on. Ironically, it was playing with some of this tech during a visit to their labs that they suffered a terrible accident, resulting in heavy spine damage that denied them the use of their legs. But it could happen to no less fortunate person; they and their father both worked on the device that would allow them to use their legs once more, a spinal brace that would allow them to walk again. Gyu-hui themselves played with it a bit more, often hiding in her room as Ye-joon and Zilla got in to more and more fights... Other than that, though, life was pretty good. At the age of fifteen they were already taking graduate classes, and continually playing with machines on the side. They dreamed of getting their own motorcycle when they were old enough, and tinkered with them (and the family car) when they weren't being allowed in Dad's lab to play with what was in there. In it, they designed a support structure for their legs; they noticed that even with the device on they could grow tired, and sought to give themselves greater strength, and to do /more/. It worked, at least- though the extra effects they kept secret, wanting to show their father at some point. They also planned on showing their father the fact that through the device's connection with their spine and his own prototypes, they could give themselves an extra limb - though they hadn't quite gotten the fine details down such as delicate fingers, they managed to get certain motions to the point where they could have a tail. Stashing the new appendage away with a number of other items, they went to surprise their father at home with all that they'd done (including a few pieces of material that they hadn't seen before and wanted to ask him about)...only to find the house dead silent. They tentatively moved up to their parents' room to discover their mother arguing with their father once again, only this time there was a gun in her hand, and there was a shot- At that point GM turned and bolted, unable (and partly unwilling) to make out everything else. They grabbed a few things and ran, numb with what they'd seen until they came across a small community of homeless. Said community was more than welcome to have them 'donate' some cash if they could stay with them for a while. (Read: "Here's my ATM card. This is my pin. Can I hang out here for a bit?") Through their radio they learned of the murder of Ye-joon Mae, the near death of his wife, Zilla (who was in the hospital in critical condition, after shooting an armed intruder), and their missing child, Gyu-hui. Confused and not sure what to think (other than it couldn't have been Mom, Mom and Dad didn't get along but it wouldn't have been like that, it couldn't be), Gyu-hui had one more withdrawal made (read; everything they could) before giving the community almost everything but the clothes on their back and the briefcase they'd taken from their dad's lab. They tinkered while with them, eventually building a sort of identity-disguise through the help of their new friends helping to scrounge materials. The result was dirty, ragged, and included an 'attempt' at hiding the oversized ears (of a headpiece) and the hiding of a tail by wrapping it around their waist like a furry belt. Or just letting it lay loose. In essence, a scrungy mutant trying to pass itself off as human - not the other way around. (Because who'd want to be a mutant?) Still, those funds couldn't last them forever - especially as they had only been able to make that second withdrawal at so much, and that was risking being found (especially after police were sniffing around the area). The day after their sixteenth birthday GM parted with the group, a vague idea having formed in their mind. Running (so to speak) around with them, they'd happened around an auto shop that was in some trouble, and at least somewhat receptive towards the idea of (super/sub/in)humans; they tinkered around with their stuff overnight, and when the owner came in and found someone elbow-deep in a machine that'd been broken for days and that someone cheerfully announced they not only fixed it for you but it should run twice as well, and then proceeded to demonstrate- well, that owner was willing to hear out the sob story GM had come up with. Something about suddenly having these new mutations, their parents kicking them out, skipping town to town and winding up here... Maybe he wasn't outright sold, but he was willing to let them crash in the shop at night, especially after seeing their work and being assured of further assistance. At their request to stay out of sight for the most part, with most people being rather uncertain of certain elements of thheir appearance...he said he'd do what he could. GM, to say the least, proved their worth, rapidly getting on the owner & crew's good sides. As for what they did when they weren't in the shop...well, suffice it to say they turned a spot in to a work station, where they could keep playing around with tools and tinker and, occasionally, go out and test them. This began to lean towards offensive and defensive gadgetry, which in turn led them in to needing to get in to situations where they'd be brought out- and GM wasn't too much in a mood to cause outright trouble. So, instead...they took advantage of the ones who did. Trying to get to the scene of incidents not necessarily to be a vigilante, but to see what could be scavenged - even if it was just knowledge from observing those who were more 'professional' than them. Surely anything would help, especially with their ear to the ground on trying to understand just what happened that night...
|Personality=
'''Personality:'''
 
COCKY If everything seemed to come easily to you, you'd be a little confident in your own abilities, too. GM has rarely had anything be 'difficult' for them, and as such, has a rather high opinion of themselves and what they are capable of. Sure, they may not be able to get everything immediately, but given time and tools? Nothing is impossible. Even getting out of a bad situation. Clearly, they can see all the problems, and they've even got tech that helps them land on their feet! CURIOUS How does this work? What about that? GM wants to know as much as they can, about everything they can. Maybe they're not super interested in the history of rap, for example, but they'll at least give things a cursory look before moving on given the opportunity. And with things that catch their interest? They're practically obsessive, examining it from as many angles as possible and trying to digest each and every part of it. Proverbially speaking. DRIVEN When GM sets their mind to something, it's difficult to steer them away. No matter the difficulty, no matter the obstacles - none of those matter. GM doesn't think, they *know* they can accomplish anything, and because of that, they don't tend to become overly frustrated when something immediately doesn't go their way. It just means a different approach is needed - and they're generally willing to do whatever approach is needed. JOVIAL It's hard to keep a good monkey down. Or at least, this particular one. GM is a rather positive creature, sometimes sarcastic and sassy but ultimately good-humored and not about to mock someone for the hell of it. They'd rather laugh with someone than directly at them - though they're not above taunts and teases to get a reaction. It's all in good fun, however - for the most part. SPUNKY Attitude - it's a thing. And GM has quite a bit of it. They're willing to go right in to the fray with only so much preparation, trusting in their own abilities (and luck, and intelligence, and...well, everything else about them) to get out of trouble. And if they are in trouble? Pfft, nothing that they won't get over. There's very few things that can keep GM down for long. WHIMSICAL Some people just wanna have fun. For all of GM's obsession with their father's death, it hasn't dampened their need for fun. And with so many things coming easy, they tend to move on from subject to subject in a somewhat aimless and/or random manner. Almost selfish in their need to indulge their immediate needs, while it can be hard to predict what GM's focusing on at any given time (though something engineering-related is a good bet), you can almost be sure it's something that makes them or someone else smile.
|Abilities=
'''Child Prodigy:'''
 
It was discovered that Gyu-hui was a prodigy early on in their life, specifically when it came to building and engineering. While not on the level of such figures as Tony Stark and the like...given time, further education, and a few other factors they could certainly follow in their footsteps. As it is, GM has a knack for understanding how things work given a bit of time to study, to the effect of being able to replicate something along the lines (see Skills: Engineering) with only so much trouble. They are not perfect, mind; they can make mistakes. They can misunderstand a concept. Sometimes sometimes a puzzle piece is missing. But GM has a hunger to understand, and what's more, a drive to improve on what's already there.
|Skills=
'''Engineering:'''
 
GM's passion. Their one true love. They're never more content than when they're working with their hands building things, whether it be a Lego set or a car engine or trying to improve on the night-vision goggles they picked up from that one guy who goes by 'Shopkeep'. GM personally adapted their father's technology to create their Monkey Suit (see Resources: Monkey Suit) and tends to be able to reverse-engineer almost anything so long as it follows standard scientific (read: not magic) principles. They're far better at the physical design rather than the program, mind; GM can set up the basics of an interface, but cannot hack, and the more complicated the program the more likely there's a few problematic bugs. Give them free access to a junkyard, however, and they could slap together a working vehicle. (It may or may not be able to fly. It's more than likely a simian reference.) 
'''Jury-Rigging:'''
 
While, given time and materials (and resources, and other such...) GM could likely live up to their claim of being able to build 'anything'...they have a knack for creating things 'on the fly'. A veritable MacGyver, while it goes without saying that some tech is out of their grasp, they can jury-rig most common Earth tech in to doing what they want it to do - if only temporarily, and obviously within reason. A calculator cannot suddenly be turned in to a phone - but a wrecked car can possibly be made to run a final mile or two, or, even better, blow up. ...'better' is obviously subject to opinion. In general, parts can be salvaged in to impromptu weapons or tools, and things that are damaged can be made to limp along a little longer. 
'''Parkour:'''
 
Gyu-hui enjoyed being active even at a young age; after their accident and the obtaining of their spinal brace, they chose parkour as a way to both stay active and to relish in their regained freedom of movement. Over the years, GM has only improved their skills; while they're not quite on the level of a professional traceur, they're certainly above average for those their age, and what's more is they honestly enjoy it. There's nothing like vaulting over obstacles in terms of exhileration - unless, of course, you're trying out a new gadget. But you could always combine the two...
|Resources=
'''Fix-It All-Tow:'''
 
A small mechanic's shop in Kings, and where GM calls their 'home'. While there's only enough room in the bay for a few cars and thus only so much need for staff, GM arrived at just the right time to where their general-engineering skills impressed the staff enough to 'hire' them - albeit under the table. Generally GM maintains the tools and equipment as opposed to working directly on the cars (easier for payroll purposes if the hours aren't needed to be logged), though they also offer advisement and, well, commentary. They've set up a cot in a loft storage area, as well as a tiny workshop. Sometimes it's good to be small. 
'''Monkey Suit:'''
 
The 'Monkey Suit' is the primary set of equipment that GM wears at any given time. While they may make minor tweaks and occasionally create an extra tool for a job, in general, this is what one can expect: Tail The 'tail' that GM possesses is based on a prototype meant to fully replace limbs. Securely connected to the spinal brace, it is capable of supporting their weight thrice over (approximately 375lbs, or 171kg) just by its own grip - assuming it's secured around something. Mind, it's not necessarily comfortable holding that much weight - no more than someone hanging by an arm, for example - but it can do so. In addition, it's fully prehensile, and often responds to GM's emotions more like a cat than a monkey. Leggings The leggings are more of a light exoskeleton that are worn (and hidden) under baggy pants. These allow GM to make standing jumps of up to ten feet forwards and five feet high, more when running. In addition, it allows them to land these jumps (or falls) without losing their balance or otherwise hurting themselves. In general, GM can also use these to bounce up walls that are within five feet of each other. Feet GM also wears a pair of boots that not only increase their height an inch or two...but also serve as anchors for custom 'feet', styled after, well, a monkey's. In other words? They're fully capable of grasping like a pair of hands, courtesy of a connection fed up through the leggings. Mind, while GM is flexible they're not flexible enough to fully use them as hands, but...they help in the disguise, if nothing else. Fuzzset A headpiece that primarily consists of a pair of oversized and furred 'ears', though somewhat more cartoonish than one might expect from an actual simian. These do not actually have a connection to the spinal brace; the tech within is more condensed, mostly meant as an aid in disguise and subtle enhancements in sound (ears) and sight (goggles). We're not talking the kind of thing that'll pick up the drop of a pin, but it can give GM a slight edge unless they deliberately tweak it. 
'''Spinal Brace:'''
 
The brace GM wears is an advanced prototype, further customized by their own hand. It's essentially a light harness that presses against the bare skin of their spine, allowing a neural bypass across damaged nerves that would otherwise paralyze them. While it's advanced enough to run off their body's own electricity without need of a battery, as well as compact enough to pass anything but up-close examination, it's still a necessary tool for them to function as they're used to.
|Weaknesses=
'''Damaged Spine:'''
 
Without the spinal brace they wear under their clothing, Gyu-hui is paralyzed from the waist down. They can't even feel sensation. 
'''Electricity:'''
 
One of the problems of the spinal brace is that it taps in to GM's nerves...and has a problem with insulation, no matter how much GM's worked on it. As such, an excess of electricity is extremely debilitating, being conducted straight in to their body. A static shock is more than annoyance, it's a literal pain in the back - and that which may just give someone a slight burn can outright cripple GM with agony. In addition, the majority of their tech is powered by battery systems; as such, not only are occasional recharges necessary, but EMPs can knock out the greater majority of the gear. 
'''Immature:'''
 
Their intellect may be advanced, but Gyu-hui is still a teenager who needs to, well. Grow up. They haven't the breadth of experience as many adults have in order to manage their emotions or see things in perspective. When GM feels things, they tend to feel them Strongly and Intensely; it's not necessarily anything out of the ordinary, just a sign of their inexperience. 
'''In Hiding:'''
 
Gyu-hui Mae is said to have gone missing. Kidnapped or dead, their mother insisted at the interview, tears streaming down her face. Grease Monkey is willing to do almost anything they can to keep themselves from being tied to that name, including masquerading as a mutant with an obvious, unhideable mutation. (We won't talk about the potential offense that can cause to actual mutants.) And while they've managed to weedle a place to stay and a somewhat steady source of income, the income is far from the allowance they once had - and their resources are far from the sort where they can truly build 'anything'. GM is learning to make do with less, but is always watching over their shoulder in paranoia - whether or not it's truly justified. 
'''Missing Details:'''
 
This is what Gyu-hui saw; their mother holding a gun pointed at their father. This is what Gyu-hui knows; there was a shot, and their father fell back with a bloody wound. More than that, they didn't stick around to discover; panic took over, they packed a bag, and they ran. Whether or not trauma has clouded their memory of that moment is anyone's guess, but the fact is that they don't have all the details of what happened, they don't know the reasons, they don't know so much it terrifies them. And while they're convinced there's Something to this, it's very possible that...well, there's not. Who knows. ...no, really, who knows. Because GM will stop at nothing to find out.
}}
<gallery>
GM1.PNG|Spinal brace reference.
GM2.png|Commissioned fanart by [https://twitter.com/awingandalayer Wing]
</gallery>
[[Category:Street Level-OOC]]

Grease Monkey

2019-11-18T18:21:42Z

ToniK:

{{CharacterNew
|NameOnMUSH=Grease Monkey
|Color=#333
|TextColor=#c1c1c1
|Char_id=9162
|Img=https://images.plurk.com/53osHltqr1eHeHV1zapNWv.png
|FullName=Gyu-hui Mae
|Gender=Agender
|Species=Human
|Theme=Original
|Chartype=OC
|Active=Approved
|Occupation=Mechanic / Busybody
|Citizenship=United States of America
|Residence=Kings, New York
|Education=College Level
|Groups=[[Street Level-OOC]]
|Quote="So, what can you build?" "Anything."
|PAge=16
|AAge=16
|DOB=26 September 2011
|Height=158 cm
|Weight=57 kg
|Hair=Brown
|Eyes=Brown
|Actor=Amber Liu
|Song="Can't Stop The World" by Gavin Rossdale
|Profile=The figure known as Grease Monkey ("GM" to their friends) appeared at Fix-It All-Tow - a small mechanic shop in Kings - only so long ago. Impressing the staff with their skill and offering a sob story about being thrown out of their home, they quickly wormed their way in to a position in return for a place to stay at night. But in reality, Grease Monkey is none other than Gyu-hui Mae - the missing child of a murdered neuroengineer. On a quest to find the truth of their father's death, GM masquerades as a mutant while digging deep in to what they believe is a conspiracy. With a genius-level intellect, they're certain they can get to the bottom of things - but it's a shame their maturity isn't nearly as advanced, and that their experience is somewhat...lacking.
===Current Player Approved: November 11, 2019===
|Description=
'''Description:'''
 
The figure is short; somewhere around 5'3" or 5"4. But they have a big attitude, even just going off their posture. More often than not crouched or slouched, they seem mostly human...if not for a few particular characteristics. First of which are a pair of almost comically large ears on either side of their head, furred and occasionally twitching. Other than that, the upper body is mostly normal; a brown-eyed young face with east asian features, more often than not smeared with grease or smudge. Shaggy black hair frames it, held out of the face itself by a pair of goggles. The figure - for it's hard to tell if they're male or female, they're rather androgynous in build - sports what looks like what was originally a mechanic's jumpsuit. Dark blue, its sleeves are rolled up to reveal metallic bracers, though at least the hands seem human enough - if covered by fingerless gloves. A furred tail sprouts from their back, just under a toolbelt with plenty of pockets and pouches. The pants are baggy, pocketed on the thighs, and tuck in to boots which...have no bottoms. Instead, odd-looking feet sprout from the bottom, looking not dissimilar from another set of hands.
|History=
'''History1:'''
 
Gyu-hui Mae is the only child of Ye-joon and Zilla Mae. Their father was a pioneer in the field of cybernetics & neurosciences, paving the way for advances with artificial limbs to be more natural and more responsive to their owners. It got to the point where he was one of the leading scientists of the company that manufactured and R&D'd the patented technology - though it wasn't a big company by any means, it was still a strong one. He met Zilla while at a science convention while he was still young (20s), and after about two years they married and then had their child. Growing up, Gyu-hui drew closer than their father than their mother - even if they saw their mother a lot more. But with their father...Gyu-hui was a child prodigy, and immediately latched on to the technology that their father worked on. Ironically, it was playing with some of this tech during a visit to their labs that they suffered a terrible accident, resulting in heavy spine damage that denied them the use of their legs. But it could happen to no less fortunate person; they and their father both worked on the device that would allow them to use their legs once more, a spinal brace that would allow them to walk again. Gyu-hui themselves played with it a bit more, often hiding in her room as Ye-joon and Zilla got in to more and more fights... Other than that, though, life was pretty good. At the age of fifteen they were already taking graduate classes, and continually playing with machines on the side. They dreamed of getting their own motorcycle when they were old enough, and tinkered with them (and the family car) when they weren't being allowed in Dad's lab to play with what was in there. In it, they designed a support structure for their legs; they noticed that even with the device on they could grow tired, and sought to give themselves greater strength, and to do /more/. It worked, at least- though the extra effects they kept secret, wanting to show their father at some point. They also planned on showing their father the fact that through the device's connection with their spine and his own prototypes, they could give themselves an extra limb - though they hadn't quite gotten the fine details down such as delicate fingers, they managed to get certain motions to the point where they could have a tail. Stashing the new appendage away with a number of other items, they went to surprise their father at home with all that they'd done (including a few pieces of material that they hadn't seen before and wanted to ask him about)...only to find the house dead silent. They tentatively moved up to their parents' room to discover their mother arguing with their father once again, only this time there was a gun in her hand, and there was a shot- At that point GM turned and bolted, unable (and partly unwilling) to make out everything else. They grabbed a few things and ran, numb with what they'd seen until they came across a small community of homeless. Said community was more than welcome to have them 'donate' some cash if they could stay with them for a while. (Read: "Here's my ATM card. This is my pin. Can I hang out here for a bit?") Through their radio they learned of the murder of Ye-joon Mae, the near death of his wife, Zilla (who was in the hospital in critical condition, after shooting an armed intruder), and their missing child, Gyu-hui. Confused and not sure what to think (other than it couldn't have been Mom, Mom and Dad didn't get along but it wouldn't have been like that, it couldn't be), Gyu-hui had one more withdrawal made (read; everything they could) before giving the community almost everything but the clothes on their back and the briefcase they'd taken from their dad's lab. They tinkered while with them, eventually building a sort of identity-disguise through the help of their new friends helping to scrounge materials. The result was dirty, ragged, and included an 'attempt' at hiding the oversized ears (of a headpiece) and the hiding of a tail by wrapping it around their waist like a furry belt. Or just letting it lay loose. In essence, a scrungy mutant trying to pass itself off as human - not the other way around. (Because who'd want to be a mutant?) Still, those funds couldn't last them forever - especially as they had only been able to make that second withdrawal at so much, and that was risking being found (especially after police were sniffing around the area). The day after their sixteenth birthday GM parted with the group, a vague idea having formed in their mind. Running (so to speak) around with them, they'd happened around an auto shop that was in some trouble, and at least somewhat receptive towards the idea of (super/sub/in)humans; they tinkered around with their stuff overnight, and when the owner came in and found someone elbow-deep in a machine that'd been broken for days and that someone cheerfully announced they not only fixed it for you but it should run twice as well, and then proceeded to demonstrate- well, that owner was willing to hear out the sob story GM had come up with. Something about suddenly having these new mutations, their parents kicking them out, skipping town to town and winding up here... Maybe he wasn't outright sold, but he was willing to let them crash in the shop at night, especially after seeing their work and being assured of further assistance. At their request to stay out of sight for the most part, with most people being rather uncertain of certain elements of thheir appearance...he said he'd do what he could. GM, to say the least, proved their worth, rapidly getting on the owner & crew's good sides. As for what they did when they weren't in the shop...well, suffice it to say they turned a spot in to a work station, where they could keep playing around with tools and tinker and, occasionally, go out and test them. This began to lean towards offensive and defensive gadgetry, which in turn led them in to needing to get in to situations where they'd be brought out- and GM wasn't too much in a mood to cause outright trouble. So, instead...they took advantage of the ones who did. Trying to get to the scene of incidents not necessarily to be a vigilante, but to see what could be scavenged - even if it was just knowledge from observing those who were more 'professional' than them. Surely anything would help, especially with their ear to the ground on trying to understand just what happened that night...
|Personality=
'''Personality:'''
 
COCKY If everything seemed to come easily to you, you'd be a little confident in your own abilities, too. GM has rarely had anything be 'difficult' for them, and as such, has a rather high opinion of themselves and what they are capable of. Sure, they may not be able to get everything immediately, but given time and tools? Nothing is impossible. Even getting out of a bad situation. Clearly, they can see all the problems, and they've even got tech that helps them land on their feet! CURIOUS How does this work? What about that? GM wants to know as much as they can, about everything they can. Maybe they're not super interested in the history of rap, for example, but they'll at least give things a cursory look before moving on given the opportunity. And with things that catch their interest? They're practically obsessive, examining it from as many angles as possible and trying to digest each and every part of it. Proverbially speaking. DRIVEN When GM sets their mind to something, it's difficult to steer them away. No matter the difficulty, no matter the obstacles - none of those matter. GM doesn't think, they *know* they can accomplish anything, and because of that, they don't tend to become overly frustrated when something immediately doesn't go their way. It just means a different approach is needed - and they're generally willing to do whatever approach is needed. JOVIAL It's hard to keep a good monkey down. Or at least, this particular one. GM is a rather positive creature, sometimes sarcastic and sassy but ultimately good-humored and not about to mock someone for the hell of it. They'd rather laugh with someone than directly at them - though they're not above taunts and teases to get a reaction. It's all in good fun, however - for the most part. SPUNKY Attitude - it's a thing. And GM has quite a bit of it. They're willing to go right in to the fray with only so much preparation, trusting in their own abilities (and luck, and intelligence, and...well, everything else about them) to get out of trouble. And if they are in trouble? Pfft, nothing that they won't get over. There's very few things that can keep GM down for long. WHIMSICAL Some people just wanna have fun. For all of GM's obsession with their father's death, it hasn't dampened their need for fun. And with so many things coming easy, they tend to move on from subject to subject in a somewhat aimless and/or random manner. Almost selfish in their need to indulge their immediate needs, while it can be hard to predict what GM's focusing on at any given time (though something engineering-related is a good bet), you can almost be sure it's something that makes them or someone else smile.
|Abilities=
'''Child Prodigy:'''
 
It was discovered that Gyu-hui was a prodigy early on in their life, specifically when it came to building and engineering. While not on the level of such figures as Tony Stark and the like...given time, further education, and a few other factors they could certainly follow in their footsteps. As it is, GM has a knack for understanding how things work given a bit of time to study, to the effect of being able to replicate something along the lines (see Skills: Engineering) with only so much trouble. They are not perfect, mind; they can make mistakes. They can misunderstand a concept. Sometimes sometimes a puzzle piece is missing. But GM has a hunger to understand, and what's more, a drive to improve on what's already there.
|Skills=
'''Engineering:'''
 
GM's passion. Their one true love. They're never more content than when they're working with their hands building things, whether it be a Lego set or a car engine or trying to improve on the night-vision goggles they picked up from that one guy who goes by 'Shopkeep'. GM personally adapted their father's technology to create their Monkey Suit (see Resources: Monkey Suit) and tends to be able to reverse-engineer almost anything so long as it follows standard scientific (read: not magic) principles. They're far better at the physical design rather than the program, mind; GM can set up the basics of an interface, but cannot hack, and the more complicated the program the more likely there's a few problematic bugs. Give them free access to a junkyard, however, and they could slap together a working vehicle. (It may or may not be able to fly. It's more than likely a simian reference.) 
'''Jury-Rigging:'''
 
While, given time and materials (and resources, and other such...) GM could likely live up to their claim of being able to build 'anything'...they have a knack for creating things 'on the fly'. A veritable MacGyver, while it goes without saying that some tech is out of their grasp, they can jury-rig most common Earth tech in to doing what they want it to do - if only temporarily, and obviously within reason. A calculator cannot suddenly be turned in to a phone - but a wrecked car can possibly be made to run a final mile or two, or, even better, blow up. ...'better' is obviously subject to opinion. In general, parts can be salvaged in to impromptu weapons or tools, and things that are damaged can be made to limp along a little longer. 
'''Parkour:'''
 
Gyu-hui enjoyed being active even at a young age; after their accident and the obtaining of their spinal brace, they chose parkour as a way to both stay active and to relish in their regained freedom of movement. Over the years, GM has only improved their skills; while they're not quite on the level of a professional traceur, they're certainly above average for those their age, and what's more is they honestly enjoy it. There's nothing like vaulting over obstacles in terms of exhileration - unless, of course, you're trying out a new gadget. But you could always combine the two...
|Resources=
'''Fix-It All-Tow:'''
 
A small mechanic's shop in Kings, and where GM calls their 'home'. While there's only enough room in the bay for a few cars and thus only so much need for staff, GM arrived at just the right time to where their general-engineering skills impressed the staff enough to 'hire' them - albeit under the table. Generally GM maintains the tools and equipment as opposed to working directly on the cars (easier for payroll purposes if the hours aren't needed to be logged), though they also offer advisement and, well, commentary. They've set up a cot in a loft storage area, as well as a tiny workshop. Sometimes it's good to be small. 
'''Monkey Suit:'''
 
The 'Monkey Suit' is the primary set of equipment that GM wears at any given time. While they may make minor tweaks and occasionally create an extra tool for a job, in general, this is what one can expect: Tail The 'tail' that GM possesses is based on a prototype meant to fully replace limbs. Securely connected to the spinal brace, it is capable of supporting their weight thrice over (approximately 375lbs, or 171kg) just by its own grip - assuming it's secured around something. Mind, it's not necessarily comfortable holding that much weight - no more than someone hanging by an arm, for example - but it can do so. In addition, it's fully prehensile, and often responds to GM's emotions more like a cat than a monkey. Leggings The leggings are more of a light exoskeleton that are worn (and hidden) under baggy pants. These allow GM to make standing jumps of up to ten feet forwards and five feet high, more when running. In addition, it allows them to land these jumps (or falls) without losing their balance or otherwise hurting themselves. In general, GM can also use these to bounce up walls that are within five feet of each other. Feet GM also wears a pair of boots that not only increase their height an inch or two...but also serve as anchors for custom 'feet', styled after, well, a monkey's. In other words? They're fully capable of grasping like a pair of hands, courtesy of a connection fed up through the leggings. Mind, while GM is flexible they're not flexible enough to fully use them as hands, but...they help in the disguise, if nothing else. Fuzzset A headpiece that primarily consists of a pair of oversized and furred 'ears', though somewhat more cartoonish than one might expect from an actual simian. These do not actually have a connection to the spinal brace; the tech within is more condensed, mostly meant as an aid in disguise and subtle enhancements in sound (ears) and sight (goggles). We're not talking the kind of thing that'll pick up the drop of a pin, but it can give GM a slight edge unless they deliberately tweak it. 
'''Spinal Brace:'''
 
The brace GM wears is an advanced prototype, further customized by their own hand. It's essentially a light harness that presses against the bare skin of their spine, allowing a neural bypass across damaged nerves that would otherwise paralyze them. While it's advanced enough to run off their body's own electricity without need of a battery, as well as compact enough to pass anything but up-close examination, it's still a necessary tool for them to function as they're used to.
|Weaknesses=
'''Damaged Spine:'''
 
Without the spinal brace they wear under their clothing, Gyu-hui is paralyzed from the waist down. They can't even feel sensation. 
'''Electricity:'''
 
One of the problems of the spinal brace is that it taps in to GM's nerves...and has a problem with insulation, no matter how much GM's worked on it. As such, an excess of electricity is extremely debilitating, being conducted straight in to their body. A static shock is more than annoyance, it's a literal pain in the back - and that which may just give someone a slight burn can outright cripple GM with agony. In addition, the majority of their tech is powered by battery systems; as such, not only are occasional recharges necessary, but EMPs can knock out the greater majority of the gear. 
'''Immature:'''
 
Their intellect may be advanced, but Gyu-hui is still a teenager who needs to, well. Grow up. They haven't the breadth of experience as many adults have in order to manage their emotions or see things in perspective. When GM feels things, they tend to feel them Strongly and Intensely; it's not necessarily anything out of the ordinary, just a sign of their inexperience. 
'''In Hiding:'''
 
Gyu-hui Mae is said to have gone missing. Kidnapped or dead, their mother insisted at the interview, tears streaming down her face. Grease Monkey is willing to do almost anything they can to keep themselves from being tied to that name, including masquerading as a mutant with an obvious, unhideable mutation. (We won't talk about the potential offense that can cause to actual mutants.) And while they've managed to weedle a place to stay and a somewhat steady source of income, the income is far from the allowance they once had - and their resources are far from the sort where they can truly build 'anything'. GM is learning to make do with less, but is always watching over their shoulder in paranoia - whether or not it's truly justified. 
'''Missing Details:'''
 
This is what Gyu-hui saw; their mother holding a gun pointed at their father. This is what Gyu-hui knows; there was a shot, and their father fell back with a bloody wound. More than that, they didn't stick around to discover; panic took over, they packed a bag, and they ran. Whether or not trauma has clouded their memory of that moment is anyone's guess, but the fact is that they don't have all the details of what happened, they don't know the reasons, they don't know so much it terrifies them. And while they're convinced there's Something to this, it's very possible that...well, there's not. Who knows. ...no, really, who knows. Because GM will stop at nothing to find out.
}}
<gallery>
GM1.PNG|Spinal brace reference.
GM2.png|Commissioned fanart by Wing (off-MU*)
</gallery>
[[Category:Street Level-OOC]]

Grease Monkey

2019-11-18T18:21:21Z

ToniK:

{{CharacterNew
|NameOnMUSH=Grease Monkey
|Color=#333
|TextColor=#c1c1c1
|Char_id=9162
|Img=https://images.plurk.com/53osHltqr1eHeHV1zapNWv.png
|FullName=Gyu-hui Mae
|Gender=Agender
|Species=Human
|Theme=Original
|Chartype=OC
|Active=Approved
|Occupation=Mechanic / Busybody
|Citizenship=United States of America
|Residence=Kings, New York
|Education=College Level
|Groups=[[Street Level-OOC]]
|Quote="So, what can you build?" "Anything."
|PAge=16
|AAge=16
|DOB=26 September 2011
|Height=158 cm
|Weight=57 kg
|Hair=Brown
|Eyes=Brown
|Actor=Amber Liu
|Song="Can't Stop The World" by Gavin Rossdale
|Profile=The figure known as Grease Monkey ("GM" to their friends) appeared at Fix-It All-Tow - a small mechanic shop in Kings - only so long ago. Impressing the staff with their skill and offering a sob story about being thrown out of their home, they quickly wormed their way in to a position in return for a place to stay at night. But in reality, Grease Monkey is none other than Gyu-hui Mae - the missing child of a murdered neuroengineer. On a quest to find the truth of their father's death, GM masquerades as a mutant while digging deep in to what they believe is a conspiracy. With a genius-level intellect, they're certain they can get to the bottom of things - but it's a shame their maturity isn't nearly as advanced, and that their experience is somewhat...lacking.
===Current Player Approved: November 11, 2019===
|Description=
'''Description:'''
 
The figure is short; somewhere around 5'3" or 5"4. But they have a big attitude, even just going off their posture. More often than not crouched or slouched, they seem mostly human...if not for a few particular characteristics. First of which are a pair of almost comically large ears on either side of their head, furred and occasionally twitching. Other than that, the upper body is mostly normal; a brown-eyed young face with east asian features, more often than not smeared with grease or smudge. Shaggy black hair frames it, held out of the face itself by a pair of goggles. The figure - for it's hard to tell if they're male or female, they're rather androgynous in build - sports what looks like what was originally a mechanic's jumpsuit. Dark blue, its sleeves are rolled up to reveal metallic bracers, though at least the hands seem human enough - if covered by fingerless gloves. A furred tail sprouts from their back, just under a toolbelt with plenty of pockets and pouches. The pants are baggy, pocketed on the thighs, and tuck in to boots which...have no bottoms. Instead, odd-looking feet sprout from the bottom, looking not dissimilar from another set of hands.
|History=
'''History1:'''
 
Gyu-hui Mae is the only child of Ye-joon and Zilla Mae. Their father was a pioneer in the field of cybernetics & neurosciences, paving the way for advances with artificial limbs to be more natural and more responsive to their owners. It got to the point where he was one of the leading scientists of the company that manufactured and R&D'd the patented technology - though it wasn't a big company by any means, it was still a strong one. He met Zilla while at a science convention while he was still young (20s), and after about two years they married and then had their child. Growing up, Gyu-hui drew closer than their father than their mother - even if they saw their mother a lot more. But with their father...Gyu-hui was a child prodigy, and immediately latched on to the technology that their father worked on. Ironically, it was playing with some of this tech during a visit to their labs that they suffered a terrible accident, resulting in heavy spine damage that denied them the use of their legs. But it could happen to no less fortunate person; they and their father both worked on the device that would allow them to use their legs once more, a spinal brace that would allow them to walk again. Gyu-hui themselves played with it a bit more, often hiding in her room as Ye-joon and Zilla got in to more and more fights... Other than that, though, life was pretty good. At the age of fifteen they were already taking graduate classes, and continually playing with machines on the side. They dreamed of getting their own motorcycle when they were old enough, and tinkered with them (and the family car) when they weren't being allowed in Dad's lab to play with what was in there. In it, they designed a support structure for their legs; they noticed that even with the device on they could grow tired, and sought to give themselves greater strength, and to do /more/. It worked, at least- though the extra effects they kept secret, wanting to show their father at some point. They also planned on showing their father the fact that through the device's connection with their spine and his own prototypes, they could give themselves an extra limb - though they hadn't quite gotten the fine details down such as delicate fingers, they managed to get certain motions to the point where they could have a tail. Stashing the new appendage away with a number of other items, they went to surprise their father at home with all that they'd done (including a few pieces of material that they hadn't seen before and wanted to ask him about)...only to find the house dead silent. They tentatively moved up to their parents' room to discover their mother arguing with their father once again, only this time there was a gun in her hand, and there was a shot- At that point GM turned and bolted, unable (and partly unwilling) to make out everything else. They grabbed a few things and ran, numb with what they'd seen until they came across a small community of homeless. Said community was more than welcome to have them 'donate' some cash if they could stay with them for a while. (Read: "Here's my ATM card. This is my pin. Can I hang out here for a bit?") Through their radio they learned of the murder of Ye-joon Mae, the near death of his wife, Zilla (who was in the hospital in critical condition, after shooting an armed intruder), and their missing child, Gyu-hui. Confused and not sure what to think (other than it couldn't have been Mom, Mom and Dad didn't get along but it wouldn't have been like that, it couldn't be), Gyu-hui had one more withdrawal made (read; everything they could) before giving the community almost everything but the clothes on their back and the briefcase they'd taken from their dad's lab. They tinkered while with them, eventually building a sort of identity-disguise through the help of their new friends helping to scrounge materials. The result was dirty, ragged, and included an 'attempt' at hiding the oversized ears (of a headpiece) and the hiding of a tail by wrapping it around their waist like a furry belt. Or just letting it lay loose. In essence, a scrungy mutant trying to pass itself off as human - not the other way around. (Because who'd want to be a mutant?) Still, those funds couldn't last them forever - especially as they had only been able to make that second withdrawal at so much, and that was risking being found (especially after police were sniffing around the area). The day after their sixteenth birthday GM parted with the group, a vague idea having formed in their mind. Running (so to speak) around with them, they'd happened around an auto shop that was in some trouble, and at least somewhat receptive towards the idea of (super/sub/in)humans; they tinkered around with their stuff overnight, and when the owner came in and found someone elbow-deep in a machine that'd been broken for days and that someone cheerfully announced they not only fixed it for you but it should run twice as well, and then proceeded to demonstrate- well, that owner was willing to hear out the sob story GM had come up with. Something about suddenly having these new mutations, their parents kicking them out, skipping town to town and winding up here... Maybe he wasn't outright sold, but he was willing to let them crash in the shop at night, especially after seeing their work and being assured of further assistance. At their request to stay out of sight for the most part, with most people being rather uncertain of certain elements of thheir appearance...he said he'd do what he could. GM, to say the least, proved their worth, rapidly getting on the owner & crew's good sides. As for what they did when they weren't in the shop...well, suffice it to say they turned a spot in to a work station, where they could keep playing around with tools and tinker and, occasionally, go out and test them. This began to lean towards offensive and defensive gadgetry, which in turn led them in to needing to get in to situations where they'd be brought out- and GM wasn't too much in a mood to cause outright trouble. So, instead...they took advantage of the ones who did. Trying to get to the scene of incidents not necessarily to be a vigilante, but to see what could be scavenged - even if it was just knowledge from observing those who were more 'professional' than them. Surely anything would help, especially with their ear to the ground on trying to understand just what happened that night...
|Personality=
'''Personality:'''
 
COCKY If everything seemed to come easily to you, you'd be a little confident in your own abilities, too. GM has rarely had anything be 'difficult' for them, and as such, has a rather high opinion of themselves and what they are capable of. Sure, they may not be able to get everything immediately, but given time and tools? Nothing is impossible. Even getting out of a bad situation. Clearly, they can see all the problems, and they've even got tech that helps them land on their feet! CURIOUS How does this work? What about that? GM wants to know as much as they can, about everything they can. Maybe they're not super interested in the history of rap, for example, but they'll at least give things a cursory look before moving on given the opportunity. And with things that catch their interest? They're practically obsessive, examining it from as many angles as possible and trying to digest each and every part of it. Proverbially speaking. DRIVEN When GM sets their mind to something, it's difficult to steer them away. No matter the difficulty, no matter the obstacles - none of those matter. GM doesn't think, they *know* they can accomplish anything, and because of that, they don't tend to become overly frustrated when something immediately doesn't go their way. It just means a different approach is needed - and they're generally willing to do whatever approach is needed. JOVIAL It's hard to keep a good monkey down. Or at least, this particular one. GM is a rather positive creature, sometimes sarcastic and sassy but ultimately good-humored and not about to mock someone for the hell of it. They'd rather laugh with someone than directly at them - though they're not above taunts and teases to get a reaction. It's all in good fun, however - for the most part. SPUNKY Attitude - it's a thing. And GM has quite a bit of it. They're willing to go right in to the fray with only so much preparation, trusting in their own abilities (and luck, and intelligence, and...well, everything else about them) to get out of trouble. And if they are in trouble? Pfft, nothing that they won't get over. There's very few things that can keep GM down for long. WHIMSICAL Some people just wanna have fun. For all of GM's obsession with their father's death, it hasn't dampened their need for fun. And with so many things coming easy, they tend to move on from subject to subject in a somewhat aimless and/or random manner. Almost selfish in their need to indulge their immediate needs, while it can be hard to predict what GM's focusing on at any given time (though something engineering-related is a good bet), you can almost be sure it's something that makes them or someone else smile.
|Abilities=
'''Child Prodigy:'''
 
It was discovered that Gyu-hui was a prodigy early on in their life, specifically when it came to building and engineering. While not on the level of such figures as Tony Stark and the like...given time, further education, and a few other factors they could certainly follow in their footsteps. As it is, GM has a knack for understanding how things work given a bit of time to study, to the effect of being able to replicate something along the lines (see Skills: Engineering) with only so much trouble. They are not perfect, mind; they can make mistakes. They can misunderstand a concept. Sometimes sometimes a puzzle piece is missing. But GM has a hunger to understand, and what's more, a drive to improve on what's already there.
|Skills=
'''Engineering:'''
 
GM's passion. Their one true love. They're never more content than when they're working with their hands building things, whether it be a Lego set or a car engine or trying to improve on the night-vision goggles they picked up from that one guy who goes by 'Shopkeep'. GM personally adapted their father's technology to create their Monkey Suit (see Resources: Monkey Suit) and tends to be able to reverse-engineer almost anything so long as it follows standard scientific (read: not magic) principles. They're far better at the physical design rather than the program, mind; GM can set up the basics of an interface, but cannot hack, and the more complicated the program the more likely there's a few problematic bugs. Give them free access to a junkyard, however, and they could slap together a working vehicle. (It may or may not be able to fly. It's more than likely a simian reference.) 
'''Jury-Rigging:'''
 
While, given time and materials (and resources, and other such...) GM could likely live up to their claim of being able to build 'anything'...they have a knack for creating things 'on the fly'. A veritable MacGyver, while it goes without saying that some tech is out of their grasp, they can jury-rig most common Earth tech in to doing what they want it to do - if only temporarily, and obviously within reason. A calculator cannot suddenly be turned in to a phone - but a wrecked car can possibly be made to run a final mile or two, or, even better, blow up. ...'better' is obviously subject to opinion. In general, parts can be salvaged in to impromptu weapons or tools, and things that are damaged can be made to limp along a little longer. 
'''Parkour:'''
 
Gyu-hui enjoyed being active even at a young age; after their accident and the obtaining of their spinal brace, they chose parkour as a way to both stay active and to relish in their regained freedom of movement. Over the years, GM has only improved their skills; while they're not quite on the level of a professional traceur, they're certainly above average for those their age, and what's more is they honestly enjoy it. There's nothing like vaulting over obstacles in terms of exhileration - unless, of course, you're trying out a new gadget. But you could always combine the two...
|Resources=
'''Fix-It All-Tow:'''
 
A small mechanic's shop in Kings, and where GM calls their 'home'. While there's only enough room in the bay for a few cars and thus only so much need for staff, GM arrived at just the right time to where their general-engineering skills impressed the staff enough to 'hire' them - albeit under the table. Generally GM maintains the tools and equipment as opposed to working directly on the cars (easier for payroll purposes if the hours aren't needed to be logged), though they also offer advisement and, well, commentary. They've set up a cot in a loft storage area, as well as a tiny workshop. Sometimes it's good to be small. 
'''Monkey Suit:'''
 
The 'Monkey Suit' is the primary set of equipment that GM wears at any given time. While they may make minor tweaks and occasionally create an extra tool for a job, in general, this is what one can expect: Tail The 'tail' that GM possesses is based on a prototype meant to fully replace limbs. Securely connected to the spinal brace, it is capable of supporting their weight thrice over (approximately 375lbs, or 171kg) just by its own grip - assuming it's secured around something. Mind, it's not necessarily comfortable holding that much weight - no more than someone hanging by an arm, for example - but it can do so. In addition, it's fully prehensile, and often responds to GM's emotions more like a cat than a monkey. Leggings The leggings are more of a light exoskeleton that are worn (and hidden) under baggy pants. These allow GM to make standing jumps of up to ten feet forwards and five feet high, more when running. In addition, it allows them to land these jumps (or falls) without losing their balance or otherwise hurting themselves. In general, GM can also use these to bounce up walls that are within five feet of each other. Feet GM also wears a pair of boots that not only increase their height an inch or two...but also serve as anchors for custom 'feet', styled after, well, a monkey's. In other words? They're fully capable of grasping like a pair of hands, courtesy of a connection fed up through the leggings. Mind, while GM is flexible they're not flexible enough to fully use them as hands, but...they help in the disguise, if nothing else. Fuzzset A headpiece that primarily consists of a pair of oversized and furred 'ears', though somewhat more cartoonish than one might expect from an actual simian. These do not actually have a connection to the spinal brace; the tech within is more condensed, mostly meant as an aid in disguise and subtle enhancements in sound (ears) and sight (goggles). We're not talking the kind of thing that'll pick up the drop of a pin, but it can give GM a slight edge unless they deliberately tweak it. 
'''Spinal Brace:'''
 
The brace GM wears is an advanced prototype, further customized by their own hand. It's essentially a light harness that presses against the bare skin of their spine, allowing a neural bypass across damaged nerves that would otherwise paralyze them. While it's advanced enough to run off their body's own electricity without need of a battery, as well as compact enough to pass anything but up-close examination, it's still a necessary tool for them to function as they're used to.
|Weaknesses=
'''Damaged Spine:'''
 
Without the spinal brace they wear under their clothing, Gyu-hui is paralyzed from the waist down. They can't even feel sensation. 
'''Electricity:'''
 
One of the problems of the spinal brace is that it taps in to GM's nerves...and has a problem with insulation, no matter how much GM's worked on it. As such, an excess of electricity is extremely debilitating, being conducted straight in to their body. A static shock is more than annoyance, it's a literal pain in the back - and that which may just give someone a slight burn can outright cripple GM with agony. In addition, the majority of their tech is powered by battery systems; as such, not only are occasional recharges necessary, but EMPs can knock out the greater majority of the gear. 
'''Immature:'''
 
Their intellect may be advanced, but Gyu-hui is still a teenager who needs to, well. Grow up. They haven't the breadth of experience as many adults have in order to manage their emotions or see things in perspective. When GM feels things, they tend to feel them Strongly and Intensely; it's not necessarily anything out of the ordinary, just a sign of their inexperience. 
'''In Hiding:'''
 
Gyu-hui Mae is said to have gone missing. Kidnapped or dead, their mother insisted at the interview, tears streaming down her face. Grease Monkey is willing to do almost anything they can to keep themselves from being tied to that name, including masquerading as a mutant with an obvious, unhideable mutation. (We won't talk about the potential offense that can cause to actual mutants.) And while they've managed to weedle a place to stay and a somewhat steady source of income, the income is far from the allowance they once had - and their resources are far from the sort where they can truly build 'anything'. GM is learning to make do with less, but is always watching over their shoulder in paranoia - whether or not it's truly justified. 
'''Missing Details:'''
 
This is what Gyu-hui saw; their mother holding a gun pointed at their father. This is what Gyu-hui knows; there was a shot, and their father fell back with a bloody wound. More than that, they didn't stick around to discover; panic took over, they packed a bag, and they ran. Whether or not trauma has clouded their memory of that moment is anyone's guess, but the fact is that they don't have all the details of what happened, they don't know the reasons, they don't know so much it terrifies them. And while they're convinced there's Something to this, it's very possible that...well, there's not. Who knows. ...no, really, who knows. Because GM will stop at nothing to find out.
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[[Category:Street Level-OOC]]

10044/Scavenger

2019-11-15T17:28:27Z

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{{Log Header
|Date of Scene=2019/11/14
|Location=New Utrecht, Brooklyn
|Synopsis=GM attempts to loot some looters. Raphael amd Daredevil don't think that's very keen.
|Cast of Characters=9162,89,316
|pretty=yes
}}
{{Poses
|Poses=:'''{{#var:9162|Grease Monkey (9162)}} has posed:'''     It is a lovely evening, and you are a horrible goose.     ...alright, technically 'you' are a trio of thugs wearing goose masks as they hold up an electronics store, but the thought is the same. They are utterly ruining the poor clerk's night, said clerk being held up with his hands in the air as the other two thugs clean the place out. Seems they may have gotten the jump on the place before the alarm could be called, and the running car outside - this one manned by someone in a duck mask - suggests they're planning on making a getaway before any new one is raised.     "That everything, Seymour?" one asks, only to be konked in the head by their partner. "Codenames, dummy!" "Oh, uh...that everything, Golden Goose?"     At least they're somewhat efficient? Already heading out for the getaway car, the one with the gun exiting last to give as much time as possible for the getaway. 

:'''{{#var:89|Matt Murdock (89)}} has posed:''' Daredevil was out in Brooklyn on a turtle hunt, but there's no escaping the sound of the robbery, at least, not for him. They sound like amatures, there's a tension in their voices that invokes the sound of racing hearts and the smell of cortisol. Nervous robbers tended to get people dead. Arriving on the roof of the store, the red-suited vigilante works quick he can feel the gun in the hands of the last man to leave the store and that's who he picks as his target, dropping from on high to take the man out before he can level that gun at anyone, including Daredevil! 

:'''{{#var:316|Raphael (316)}} has posed:'''     Up on the rooftops, out on patrol out of his Nightwatcher guise, is the angriest terrapin this side of Brooklyn. And probably the other side. He's just an angry turtle, alright? He's scoping out the Crime of the Century (TM), shaking his head and pulling a few shuriken from his belt. He leaps from the rooftop he stands on, tucks and rolls nearly silently despite his size and shell, thank you ninja training, and makes his way for the getaway car. Just as Seymour ('what kinda knucklehead is named SEYMOUR?!') and his compatriots make their way to the car, the rear tires explode, twin stars stuck in each. The night, it turns out, works well for Raphael to do what he does.     When he steps out under the streetlight overhead, it's with a grin that lets the goose gang know exactly what they're in for. "Boys, I don't think you paid for those things. Put 'em back," he says, cracking his neck and popping his turtle knuckles, before he darts back into the dark just as Daredevil makes his move, dropping on one of the thugs. The teenager blinks, then points.     "Imagine somethin' like that, only with a lot more kickin' and you apes windin' up in the hospital." 

:'''{{#var:9162|Grease Monkey (9162)}} has posed:''' At the drop of the devil, there's a shout. The clerk quickly changes their mind from this being the worst night ever to possibly the most awesome, quickly moving to catch sight of the proceedings with wide eyes. Inside the vehicle, Duck slams on the gas...just as the rear tires blow out.     There is a moment of silence as the various members look at each other, broken only by the groaning of the thug under Daredevil's body. And then? t"&$@# this!" One bolts in one direction, the next - Seymour, apparently - hesitating only for another moment before bolting off as well. Duck, to his credit, does not flee; he does, however, bang his head on the steering wheel. "Be the driver, they said. It'll be easy, they said..." 

:'''{{#var:89|Matt Murdock (89)}} has posed:''' Nightwatcher's quips draw a grin from Daredevil as he grabs the gun off the concrete and yanks it's slide off and tossing the pieces in different directions. "What he said," Daredevil says to the animal masked hoods, before they run for the hills. "You guys never learn," he says reaching for his baton and hurling it after the one who swore. If it's on target it should crack him on the head and send him sprawling. "You got Seymour and the Duck behind the wheel?" Daredevil asks Nightwatcher as he takes off after the thug he'd targeted with his baton. 

:'''{{#var:316|Raphael (316)}} has posed:'''     Raphael watches as Daredevil chucks his baton, nodding a bit as he steps toward the car. He 'taps' on the driver's side window, and by 'taps' he means cracks and then breaks it in. "Sir, you're involved in a robbery in progress. Step outta the vehicle!" He reaches in to pull Duck out of the car, and should he not resist too hard, throws him bodily at Seymour. Either he hits the fleeing man or Duck gets one heck of a concrete rash. "I dunno who you are, but I like yer style," he says toward Daredevil, before slipping back into the shadows after his two targets. 

:'''{{#var:9162|Grease Monkey (9162)}} has posed:'''     The devil's aim is true. The baton cracks the poor gooseguy at the back of his head, and he drops his bag, tumbling forwards. Duck doesn't resist so much as flail and yell, colliding in to his 'friend' with a heavy WHUD. Seems everything is getting tied up neatly...and that's when Daredevil's hearing may pick up something on a roof near his fallen target. The sound of a gun - though not powered by gunpowder. No, this is a soft *puff* of compressed air.     The next moment, something abruptly latches on to the goose's dropped bag of loot, and promptly pulls. It appears to be some sort of grappling hook, because that bag is being quickly hauled up at a raid rate, spilling half its contents as it flies.     Unheard by all - except possibly the Devil? A quietly excited cheer of, "Sweet, it worked!" 

:'''{{#var:89|Matt Murdock (89)}} has posed:''' "Likewise," Daredevil says to Nightwatcher with a grin as he scoops up his baton then delivers a punch to knock out the goose man at his feet. The sound of thug meeting concrete covers the little *puff* of the gun, but Daredevil's senses feel the hook and line moving through the air, and he flips out of the way only to see the money was the target as it zips upward towards the roof. "Got company, up top" he calls to Nightwatcher even as he throws his baton in the direction of the quiet cheer. 

:'''{{#var:316|Raphael (316)}} has posed:'''     Raph dusts his hands, then sets about looking for something to tie the thugs together with. A bit of rope, chain, anything would work, really... The crashing of electronics to the sidewalk causes him to perk up, and as Daredevil mentions they have company his eyes follow the thrown baton again. In a flash he's in action, leaping off the car, onto the lightpost, then swinging on top of it before lunging toward where the costumed hero's weapon is headed. "Thought you could sneak in for a quick payday, eh?" he calls, "Not today, pal. Drop the bag!" 

:'''{{#var:9162|Grease Monkey (9162)}} has posed:''' Daredevil's thug goes out like a light. Seymour and Duck are only vaguely stirring, though they don't seem unconscious like the one hit by Daredevil's batons. Speaking of those weapons, though, this one just barely misses its target - and only because said target is startled by the sight of a human sized turtle leaping in their direction.     "Uhoh." They're immediately turning and bolting, perhaps not quite as agile or graceful as the teenage ninja but making up for it with sheer andrenaline-fueled speed as they leap for a fire escape to bounce up. "Crapocrapocrapocrap!"     "Hey, uh, mister?" That would be the shop clerk to Daredevil. "Can I get a picture? 'Cause my boss is never gonna believe me." 

:'''{{#var:89|Matt Murdock (89)}} has posed:''' Daredevil tracks Nightwatcher's ascent to the rooftops, he definitely was more than a enthusiastic amature, this guy had real training. That fact is filed away in his head as he grabs his second baton and turns to the clerk. "Maybe another time," he says before he shoots a line from the baton to the rooftop and zips up after it. Reaching the roof he unhooks the line and scoops up the other baton as he joins in the chase of their mystery man. 

:'''{{#var:316|Raphael (316)}} has posed:'''     Raphael hits the rooftop, falling into a forward roll before kicking back to his feet and tearing after the second robber. As he heads for the fire escape, Raphael bounds off to the side, leaping up to the next level of the fire escape and standing at the exit to the ladder. "Hold it, dude," he growls, "This ain't gonna be pretty for ya if ya don't drop the goods. You saw what happened to those bird guys, right?"     He leans in to reach out for the new target, glancing back to see Daredevil following them up. "Help me cut him off, buddy!" 

:'''{{#var:9162|Grease Monkey (9162)}} has posed:'''     As Raph cuts off the would be scavenger, he can get a better look at the. Young, their face smeared by grease and covered by almost cartoonishly large goggles - can't forget the ears and tail. Or the body language that reads just this side of fear - the andrenaline's there, and they of course had to have seen the turtle deal with the robbers below, but it seems more like uncertainty than outright terror. And when they're grabbed for, they quickly jump back, taking the fall off the escape and landing back on the rooftop in a crouch.     Turning around, it looks like they're about to bolt again - except that sure is a Daredevil on the roof as well. The monkeylike figure looks from one to the other, quicklu weighing their options before swallowing.     "...so just to be clear, uh, if I give you guys the bag, neither of you are gonna beat the tar outta me? 'Cause I'm not a part of those other guys, really." 

:'''{{#var:89|Matt Murdock (89)}} has posed:''' Daredevil gives a nod to Nightwatcher and he sprints off across he rooftops angling to intercept the monkey guy? What's with crooks and animal themes, was Gotham leaking or something? There wasn't time to wonder about it though when Monkey man stops, Daredevil does too, or well, slows, moving carefully to cut off potential escape routes while they talk. "You have my words, give up the goods and we won't hurt you," he offers earnestly before looking to Nightwatcher, "That work for you?" 

:'''{{#var:316|Raphael (316)}} has posed:'''     Raphael smirks slightly, drawing his hand back but staying on guard in case he attempts to make a break for it. As Grease Monkey hits the rooftop and runs into Daredevil, Raphael drops down the escape and crosses his arm. "Yeah yeah, you're some sorta monkey instead of a goose, right?" he offers, before he nods slowly. "Whateva, yeah. Drop the bag, I'll let my friend in red here take it back to the shop, ain't goin' myself for obvious reasons, and I'll go back to my patrol. You can go unroughed. You don't look like the hold-up type. Course, gotta make sure you get clear. Just cause you don't look the type don't mean you ain't gonna hold that poor guy up the moment we get outta here."     He offers a small wave of his hands. "Sound good, Red?" he asks Matt, keeping his gaze locked on Grease Monkey. 

:'''{{#var:9162|Grease Monkey (9162)}} has posed:'''     Rude, Daredevil. Maybe they just scored a deal. Doesn't explain the monkey, though, as they give one final glance between the two vigilantes before reaching down and...     .. .tying a knot in the bag. What? It was open, that's how things fall out. "Yeah, yeah. Was just testing out a thing, anyway." With that, they toss it underhand towards Daredevil - clearly not trying to hit him with it, just get it to him. "Now can I go, /dads/?" Apparently, now that the immediate threat is over, they have no qualms about being cheeky. 

:'''{{#var:89|Matt Murdock (89)}} has posed:''' Daredevil glances over at Nightwatcher and nods, "Works for me," he says about taking the loot back. "Clerk wanted a picture anyhow," he says with a wry shake of his head. The loot is caught easily and tucked under his arm. There's a snort at the dads remark and he says, "Don't make this a habit, next time this ends with you at the police station." 

:'''{{#var:316|Raphael (316)}} has posed:'''     Dad?! Raphael steps up behind Grease Monkey, raising his hand and slapping the monkey boy across the back of the head. "Watch yer mouth, wise guy. I'm still in punchin' distance." He then nods toward Daredevil, smirking, "Must not've seen me too well, then. Good. Makes movin' around easier. Good bust, then. I know at least a couple of those goons are probably still waitin', and cops are probably on their way."     He offers the pair a wave, then a glare at Grease Monkey, two fingers going to his own eyes before he points at the monkey-like boy. "Keep yer nose clean." 

:'''{{#var:9162|Grease Monkey (9162)}} has posed:'''     Looks like those big ears are just for show; the monkey kid doesn't respond until they're smacked, whereupon they let out an indignant, "HEY!" and cover their head with their arms. "That totally counts, I get a free one!" Nevermind the fact they're only eyeing Raph as they edge away as opposed to trying to get whatever a 'free one' entails. Though they do end up sticking out their tongue, briefly.     "Both'f you guys got no sense of fun at all. I'm outta here." A slow backwards walk towards the edge of the roof, and then they're turning to leap across to the next. Not without one final line, though-     "Most'f that stuff's broken, anyway-!" Sour grapes, anyone? 

:'''{{#var:89|Matt Murdock (89)}} has posed:''' Daredevil's attention remains on Grease Monkey until the kid leaps away, "We'll definitely be seeing him again," the red clad man remarks. He turns then taking a moment to take in Nightwatcher. "I'm Daredevil," he says reaching to his belt and grabbing a burner phone which he tosses to the other vigilante. "In case you need to get in touch. There's a lot going on in this city and if people like us are going to make it a better place we need to keep our lines of communications open." 

:'''{{#var:316|Raphael (316)}} has posed:'''     Raphael nods, staring after Grease Monkey with an angered look. "Yeah, probably," he grunts in response, "He'll either shape up or get his ass kicked." He offers a shrug, then catches the phone as it's thrown. "Raphael," he offers, "Might see me or my brothers around. Kinda hard to miss us, ya know. I'll let 'em know about ya, and well... like I said, hard to miss us. I'll keep this in case." He offers an incline of his head. "Yeah, we're gonna be busy alright. Keep yer head up, Daredevil."     He slips the phone into his belt, then leaps away from the rooftop, ready to finish his patrol and get home. 
}}

Grease Monkey

2019-11-12T20:23:42Z

ToniK:

{{CharacterNew
|NameOnMUSH=Grease Monkey
|Color=#333
|TextColor=#c1c1c1
|Char_id=9162
|Img=https://images.plurk.com/53osHltqr1eHeHV1zapNWv.png
|FullName=Gyu-hui Mae
|Gender=Agender
|Species=Human
|Theme=Original
|Chartype=OC
|Active=Approved
|Occupation=Mechanic / Busybody
|Citizenship=United States of America
|Residence=Kings, New York
|Education=College Level
|Groups=
|Quote="So, what can you build?" "Anything."
|PAge=16
|AAge=16
|DOB=26 September 2011
|Height=158 cm
|Weight=57 kg
|Hair=Brown
|Eyes=Brown
|Actor=Amber Liu
|Song="Can't Stop The World" by Gavin Rossdale
|Profile=The figure known as Grease Monkey ("GM" to their friends) appeared at Fix-It All-Tow - a small mechanic shop in Kings - only so long ago. Impressing the staff with their skill and offering a sob story about being thrown out of their home, they quickly wormed their way in to a position in return for a place to stay at night. But in reality, Grease Monkey is none other than Gyu-hui Mae - the missing child of a murdered neuroengineer. On a quest to find the truth of their father's death, GM masquerades as a mutant while digging deep in to what they believe is a conspiracy. With a genius-level intellect, they're certain they can get to the bottom of things - but it's a shame their maturity isn't nearly as advanced, and that their experience is somewhat...lacking.
===Current Player Approved: November 11, 2019===
|Description=
'''Description:'''
 
The figure is short; somewhere around 5'3" or 5"4. But they have a big attitude, even just going off their posture. More often than not crouched or slouched, they seem mostly human...if not for a few particular characteristics. First of which are a pair of almost comically large ears on either side of their head, furred and occasionally twitching. Other than that, the upper body is mostly normal; a brown-eyed young face with east asian features, more often than not smeared with grease or smudge. Shaggy black hair frames it, held out of the face itself by a pair of goggles. The figure - for it's hard to tell if they're male or female, they're rather androgynous in build - sports what looks like what was originally a mechanic's jumpsuit. Dark blue, its sleeves are rolled up to reveal metallic bracers, though at least the hands seem human enough - if covered by fingerless gloves. A furred tail sprouts from their back, just under a toolbelt with plenty of pockets and pouches. The pants are baggy, pocketed on the thighs, and tuck in to boots which...have no bottoms. Instead, odd-looking feet sprout from the bottom, looking not dissimilar from another set of hands.
|History=
'''History1:'''
 
Gyu-hui Mae is the only child of Ye-joon and Zilla Mae. Their father was a pioneer in the field of cybernetics & neurosciences, paving the way for advances with artificial limbs to be more natural and more responsive to their owners. It got to the point where he was one of the leading scientists of the company that manufactured and R&D'd the patented technology - though it wasn't a big company by any means, it was still a strong one. He met Zilla while at a science convention while he was still young (20s), and after about two years they married and then had their child. Growing up, Gyu-hui drew closer than their father than their mother - even if they saw their mother a lot more. But with their father...Gyu-hui was a child prodigy, and immediately latched on to the technology that their father worked on. Ironically, it was playing with some of this tech during a visit to their labs that they suffered a terrible accident, resulting in heavy spine damage that denied them the use of their legs. But it could happen to no less fortunate person; they and their father both worked on the device that would allow them to use their legs once more, a spinal brace that would allow them to walk again. Gyu-hui themselves played with it a bit more, often hiding in her room as Ye-joon and Zilla got in to more and more fights... Other than that, though, life was pretty good. At the age of fifteen they were already taking graduate classes, and continually playing with machines on the side. They dreamed of getting their own motorcycle when they were old enough, and tinkered with them (and the family car) when they weren't being allowed in Dad's lab to play with what was in there. In it, they designed a support structure for their legs; they noticed that even with the device on they could grow tired, and sought to give themselves greater strength, and to do /more/. It worked, at least- though the extra effects they kept secret, wanting to show their father at some point. They also planned on showing their father the fact that through the device's connection with their spine and his own prototypes, they could give themselves an extra limb - though they hadn't quite gotten the fine details down such as delicate fingers, they managed to get certain motions to the point where they could have a tail. Stashing the new appendage away with a number of other items, they went to surprise their father at home with all that they'd done (including a few pieces of material that they hadn't seen before and wanted to ask him about)...only to find the house dead silent. They tentatively moved up to their parents' room to discover their mother arguing with their father once again, only this time there was a gun in her hand, and there was a shot- At that point GM turned and bolted, unable (and partly unwilling) to make out everything else. They grabbed a few things and ran, numb with what they'd seen until they came across a small community of homeless. Said community was more than welcome to have them 'donate' some cash if they could stay with them for a while. (Read: "Here's my ATM card. This is my pin. Can I hang out here for a bit?") Through their radio they learned of the murder of Ye-joon Mae, the near death of his wife, Zilla (who was in the hospital in critical condition, after shooting an armed intruder), and their missing child, Gyu-hui. Confused and not sure what to think (other than it couldn't have been Mom, Mom and Dad didn't get along but it wouldn't have been like that, it couldn't be), Gyu-hui had one more withdrawal made (read; everything they could) before giving the community almost everything but the clothes on their back and the briefcase they'd taken from their dad's lab. They tinkered while with them, eventually building a sort of identity-disguise through the help of their new friends helping to scrounge materials. The result was dirty, ragged, and included an 'attempt' at hiding the oversized ears (of a headpiece) and the hiding of a tail by wrapping it around their waist like a furry belt. Or just letting it lay loose. In essence, a scrungy mutant trying to pass itself off as human - not the other way around. (Because who'd want to be a mutant?) Still, those funds couldn't last them forever - especially as they had only been able to make that second withdrawal at so much, and that was risking being found (especially after police were sniffing around the area). The day after their sixteenth birthday GM parted with the group, a vague idea having formed in their mind. Running (so to speak) around with them, they'd happened around an auto shop that was in some trouble, and at least somewhat receptive towards the idea of (super/sub/in)humans; they tinkered around with their stuff overnight, and when the owner came in and found someone elbow-deep in a machine that'd been broken for days and that someone cheerfully announced they not only fixed it for you but it should run twice as well, and then proceeded to demonstrate- well, that owner was willing to hear out the sob story GM had come up with. Something about suddenly having these new mutations, their parents kicking them out, skipping town to town and winding up here... Maybe he wasn't outright sold, but he was willing to let them crash in the shop at night, especially after seeing their work and being assured of further assistance. At their request to stay out of sight for the most part, with most people being rather uncertain of certain elements of thheir appearance...he said he'd do what he could. GM, to say the least, proved their worth, rapidly getting on the owner & crew's good sides. As for what they did when they weren't in the shop...well, suffice it to say they turned a spot in to a work station, where they could keep playing around with tools and tinker and, occasionally, go out and test them. This began to lean towards offensive and defensive gadgetry, which in turn led them in to needing to get in to situations where they'd be brought out- and GM wasn't too much in a mood to cause outright trouble. So, instead...they took advantage of the ones who did. Trying to get to the scene of incidents not necessarily to be a vigilante, but to see what could be scavenged - even if it was just knowledge from observing those who were more 'professional' than them. Surely anything would help, especially with their ear to the ground on trying to understand just what happened that night...
|Personality=
'''Personality:'''
 
COCKY If everything seemed to come easily to you, you'd be a little confident in your own abilities, too. GM has rarely had anything be 'difficult' for them, and as such, has a rather high opinion of themselves and what they are capable of. Sure, they may not be able to get everything immediately, but given time and tools? Nothing is impossible. Even getting out of a bad situation. Clearly, they can see all the problems, and they've even got tech that helps them land on their feet! CURIOUS How does this work? What about that? GM wants to know as much as they can, about everything they can. Maybe they're not super interested in the history of rap, for example, but they'll at least give things a cursory look before moving on given the opportunity. And with things that catch their interest? They're practically obsessive, examining it from as many angles as possible and trying to digest each and every part of it. Proverbially speaking. DRIVEN When GM sets their mind to something, it's difficult to steer them away. No matter the difficulty, no matter the obstacles - none of those matter. GM doesn't think, they *know* they can accomplish anything, and because of that, they don't tend to become overly frustrated when something immediately doesn't go their way. It just means a different approach is needed - and they're generally willing to do whatever approach is needed. JOVIAL It's hard to keep a good monkey down. Or at least, this particular one. GM is a rather positive creature, sometimes sarcastic and sassy but ultimately good-humored and not about to mock someone for the hell of it. They'd rather laugh with someone than directly at them - though they're not above taunts and teases to get a reaction. It's all in good fun, however - for the most part. SPUNKY Attitude - it's a thing. And GM has quite a bit of it. They're willing to go right in to the fray with only so much preparation, trusting in their own abilities (and luck, and intelligence, and...well, everything else about them) to get out of trouble. And if they are in trouble? Pfft, nothing that they won't get over. There's very few things that can keep GM down for long. WHIMSICAL Some people just wanna have fun. For all of GM's obsession with their father's death, it hasn't dampened their need for fun. And with so many things coming easy, they tend to move on from subject to subject in a somewhat aimless and/or random manner. Almost selfish in their need to indulge their immediate needs, while it can be hard to predict what GM's focusing on at any given time (though something engineering-related is a good bet), you can almost be sure it's something that makes them or someone else smile.
|Abilities=
'''Child Prodigy:'''
 
It was discovered that Gyu-hui was a prodigy early on in their life, specifically when it came to building and engineering. While not on the level of such figures as Tony Stark and the like...given time, further education, and a few other factors they could certainly follow in their footsteps. As it is, GM has a knack for understanding how things work given a bit of time to study, to the effect of being able to replicate something along the lines (see Skills: Engineering) with only so much trouble. They are not perfect, mind; they can make mistakes. They can misunderstand a concept. Sometimes sometimes a puzzle piece is missing. But GM has a hunger to understand, and what's more, a drive to improve on what's already there.
|Skills=
'''Engineering:'''
 
GM's passion. Their one true love. They're never more content than when they're working with their hands building things, whether it be a Lego set or a car engine or trying to improve on the night-vision goggles they picked up from that one guy who goes by 'Shopkeep'. GM personally adapted their father's technology to create their Monkey Suit (see Resources: Monkey Suit) and tends to be able to reverse-engineer almost anything so long as it follows standard scientific (read: not magic) principles. They're far better at the physical design rather than the program, mind; GM can set up the basics of an interface, but cannot hack, and the more complicated the program the more likely there's a few problematic bugs. Give them free access to a junkyard, however, and they could slap together a working vehicle. (It may or may not be able to fly. It's more than likely a simian reference.) 
'''Jury-Rigging:'''
 
While, given time and materials (and resources, and other such...) GM could likely live up to their claim of being able to build 'anything'...they have a knack for creating things 'on the fly'. A veritable MacGyver, while it goes without saying that some tech is out of their grasp, they can jury-rig most common Earth tech in to doing what they want it to do - if only temporarily, and obviously within reason. A calculator cannot suddenly be turned in to a phone - but a wrecked car can possibly be made to run a final mile or two, or, even better, blow up. ...'better' is obviously subject to opinion. In general, parts can be salvaged in to impromptu weapons or tools, and things that are damaged can be made to limp along a little longer. 
'''Parkour:'''
 
Gyu-hui enjoyed being active even at a young age; after their accident and the obtaining of their spinal brace, they chose parkour as a way to both stay active and to relish in their regained freedom of movement. Over the years, GM has only improved their skills; while they're not quite on the level of a professional traceur, they're certainly above average for those their age, and what's more is they honestly enjoy it. There's nothing like vaulting over obstacles in terms of exhileration - unless, of course, you're trying out a new gadget. But you could always combine the two...
|Resources=
'''Fix-It All-Tow:'''
 
A small mechanic's shop in Kings, and where GM calls their 'home'. While there's only enough room in the bay for a few cars and thus only so much need for staff, GM arrived at just the right time to where their general-engineering skills impressed the staff enough to 'hire' them - albeit under the table. Generally GM maintains the tools and equipment as opposed to working directly on the cars (easier for payroll purposes if the hours aren't needed to be logged), though they also offer advisement and, well, commentary. They've set up a cot in a loft storage area, as well as a tiny workshop. Sometimes it's good to be small. 
'''Monkey Suit:'''
 
The 'Monkey Suit' is the primary set of equipment that GM wears at any given time. While they may make minor tweaks and occasionally create an extra tool for a job, in general, this is what one can expect: Tail The 'tail' that GM possesses is based on a prototype meant to fully replace limbs. Securely connected to the spinal brace, it is capable of supporting their weight thrice over (approximately 375lbs, or 171kg) just by its own grip - assuming it's secured around something. Mind, it's not necessarily comfortable holding that much weight - no more than someone hanging by an arm, for example - but it can do so. In addition, it's fully prehensile, and often responds to GM's emotions more like a cat than a monkey. Leggings The leggings are more of a light exoskeleton that are worn (and hidden) under baggy pants. These allow GM to make standing jumps of up to ten feet forwards and five feet high, more when running. In addition, it allows them to land these jumps (or falls) without losing their balance or otherwise hurting themselves. In general, GM can also use these to bounce up walls that are within five feet of each other. Feet GM also wears a pair of boots that not only increase their height an inch or two...but also serve as anchors for custom 'feet', styled after, well, a monkey's. In other words? They're fully capable of grasping like a pair of hands, courtesy of a connection fed up through the leggings. Mind, while GM is flexible they're not flexible enough to fully use them as hands, but...they help in the disguise, if nothing else. Fuzzset A headpiece that primarily consists of a pair of oversized and furred 'ears', though somewhat more cartoonish than one might expect from an actual simian. These do not actually have a connection to the spinal brace; the tech within is more condensed, mostly meant as an aid in disguise and subtle enhancements in sound (ears) and sight (goggles). We're not talking the kind of thing that'll pick up the drop of a pin, but it can give GM a slight edge unless they deliberately tweak it. 
'''Spinal Brace:'''
 
The brace GM wears is an advanced prototype, further customized by their own hand. It's essentially a light harness that presses against the bare skin of their spine, allowing a neural bypass across damaged nerves that would otherwise paralyze them. While it's advanced enough to run off their body's own electricity without need of a battery, as well as compact enough to pass anything but up-close examination, it's still a necessary tool for them to function as they're used to.
|Weaknesses=
'''Damaged Spine:'''
 
Without the spinal brace they wear under their clothing, Gyu-hui is paralyzed from the waist down. They can't even feel sensation. 
'''Electricity:'''
 
One of the problems of the spinal brace is that it taps in to GM's nerves...and has a problem with insulation, no matter how much GM's worked on it. As such, an excess of electricity is extremely debilitating, being conducted straight in to their body. A static shock is more than annoyance, it's a literal pain in the back - and that which may just give someone a slight burn can outright cripple GM with agony. In addition, the majority of their tech is powered by battery systems; as such, not only are occasional recharges necessary, but EMPs can knock out the greater majority of the gear. 
'''Immature:'''
 
Their intellect may be advanced, but Gyu-hui is still a teenager who needs to, well. Grow up. They haven't the breadth of experience as many adults have in order to manage their emotions or see things in perspective. When GM feels things, they tend to feel them Strongly and Intensely; it's not necessarily anything out of the ordinary, just a sign of their inexperience. 
'''In Hiding:'''
 
Gyu-hui Mae is said to have gone missing. Kidnapped or dead, their mother insisted at the interview, tears streaming down her face. Grease Monkey is willing to do almost anything they can to keep themselves from being tied to that name, including masquerading as a mutant with an obvious, unhideable mutation. (We won't talk about the potential offense that can cause to actual mutants.) And while they've managed to weedle a place to stay and a somewhat steady source of income, the income is far from the allowance they once had - and their resources are far from the sort where they can truly build 'anything'. GM is learning to make do with less, but is always watching over their shoulder in paranoia - whether or not it's truly justified. 
'''Missing Details:'''
 
This is what Gyu-hui saw; their mother holding a gun pointed at their father. This is what Gyu-hui knows; there was a shot, and their father fell back with a bloody wound. More than that, they didn't stick around to discover; panic took over, they packed a bag, and they ran. Whether or not trauma has clouded their memory of that moment is anyone's guess, but the fact is that they don't have all the details of what happened, they don't know the reasons, they don't know so much it terrifies them. And while they're convinced there's Something to this, it's very possible that...well, there's not. Who knows. ...no, really, who knows. Because GM will stop at nothing to find out.
}}
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Grease Monkey

2019-11-12T20:23:20Z

ToniK: Adding image.

{{CharacterNew
|NameOnMUSH=Grease Monkey
|Color=#333
|TextColor=#c1c1c1
|Char_id=9162
|Img=https://images.plurk.com/53osHltqr1eHeHV1zapNWv.png
|FullName=Gyu-hui Mae
|Gender=Agender
|Species=Human
|Theme=Original
|Chartype=OC
|Active=Approved
|Occupation=Mechanic / Busybody
|Citizenship=United States of America
|Residence=Kings, New York
|Education=College Level
|Groups=
|Quote="So, what can you build?" "Anything."
|PAge=16
|AAge=16
|DOB=26 September 2011
|Height=158 cm
|Weight=57 kg
|Hair=Brown
|Eyes=Brown
|Actor=Amber Liu
|Song="Can't Stop The World" by Gavin Rossdale
|Profile=The figure known as Grease Monkey ("GM" to their friends) appeared at Fix-It All-Tow - a small mechanic shop in Kings - only so long ago. Impressing the staff with their skill and offering a sob story about being thrown out of their home, they quickly wormed their way in to a position in return for a place to stay at night. But in reality, Grease Monkey is none other than Gyu-hui Mae - the missing child of a murdered neuroengineer. On a quest to find the truth of their father's death, GM masquerades as a mutant while digging deep in to what they believe is a conspiracy. With a genius-level intellect, they're certain they can get to the bottom of things - but it's a shame their maturity isn't nearly as advanced, and that their experience is somewhat...lacking.
===Current Player Approved: November 11, 2019===
|Description=
'''Description:'''
 
The figure is short; somewhere around 5'3" or 5"4. But they have a big attitude, even just going off their posture. More often than not crouched or slouched, they seem mostly human...if not for a few particular characteristics. First of which are a pair of almost comically large ears on either side of their head, furred and occasionally twitching. Other than that, the upper body is mostly normal; a brown-eyed young face with east asian features, more often than not smeared with grease or smudge. Shaggy black hair frames it, held out of the face itself by a pair of goggles. The figure - for it's hard to tell if they're male or female, they're rather androgynous in build - sports what looks like what was originally a mechanic's jumpsuit. Dark blue, its sleeves are rolled up to reveal metallic bracers, though at least the hands seem human enough - if covered by fingerless gloves. A furred tail sprouts from their back, just under a toolbelt with plenty of pockets and pouches. The pants are baggy, pocketed on the thighs, and tuck in to boots which...have no bottoms. Instead, odd-looking feet sprout from the bottom, looking not dissimilar from another set of hands.
|History=
'''History1:'''
 
Gyu-hui Mae is the only child of Ye-joon and Zilla Mae. Their father was a pioneer in the field of cybernetics & neurosciences, paving the way for advances with artificial limbs to be more natural and more responsive to their owners. It got to the point where he was one of the leading scientists of the company that manufactured and R&D'd the patented technology - though it wasn't a big company by any means, it was still a strong one. He met Zilla while at a science convention while he was still young (20s), and after about two years they married and then had their child. Growing up, Gyu-hui drew closer than their father than their mother - even if they saw their mother a lot more. But with their father...Gyu-hui was a child prodigy, and immediately latched on to the technology that their father worked on. Ironically, it was playing with some of this tech during a visit to their labs that they suffered a terrible accident, resulting in heavy spine damage that denied them the use of their legs. But it could happen to no less fortunate person; they and their father both worked on the device that would allow them to use their legs once more, a spinal brace that would allow them to walk again. Gyu-hui themselves played with it a bit more, often hiding in her room as Ye-joon and Zilla got in to more and more fights... Other than that, though, life was pretty good. At the age of fifteen they were already taking graduate classes, and continually playing with machines on the side. They dreamed of getting their own motorcycle when they were old enough, and tinkered with them (and the family car) when they weren't being allowed in Dad's lab to play with what was in there. In it, they designed a support structure for their legs; they noticed that even with the device on they could grow tired, and sought to give themselves greater strength, and to do /more/. It worked, at least- though the extra effects they kept secret, wanting to show their father at some point. They also planned on showing their father the fact that through the device's connection with their spine and his own prototypes, they could give themselves an extra limb - though they hadn't quite gotten the fine details down such as delicate fingers, they managed to get certain motions to the point where they could have a tail. Stashing the new appendage away with a number of other items, they went to surprise their father at home with all that they'd done (including a few pieces of material that they hadn't seen before and wanted to ask him about)...only to find the house dead silent. They tentatively moved up to their parents' room to discover their mother arguing with their father once again, only this time there was a gun in her hand, and there was a shot- At that point GM turned and bolted, unable (and partly unwilling) to make out everything else. They grabbed a few things and ran, numb with what they'd seen until they came across a small community of homeless. Said community was more than welcome to have them 'donate' some cash if they could stay with them for a while. (Read: "Here's my ATM card. This is my pin. Can I hang out here for a bit?") Through their radio they learned of the murder of Ye-joon Mae, the near death of his wife, Zilla (who was in the hospital in critical condition, after shooting an armed intruder), and their missing child, Gyu-hui. Confused and not sure what to think (other than it couldn't have been Mom, Mom and Dad didn't get along but it wouldn't have been like that, it couldn't be), Gyu-hui had one more withdrawal made (read; everything they could) before giving the community almost everything but the clothes on their back and the briefcase they'd taken from their dad's lab. They tinkered while with them, eventually building a sort of identity-disguise through the help of their new friends helping to scrounge materials. The result was dirty, ragged, and included an 'attempt' at hiding the oversized ears (of a headpiece) and the hiding of a tail by wrapping it around their waist like a furry belt. Or just letting it lay loose. In essence, a scrungy mutant trying to pass itself off as human - not the other way around. (Because who'd want to be a mutant?) Still, those funds couldn't last them forever - especially as they had only been able to make that second withdrawal at so much, and that was risking being found (especially after police were sniffing around the area). The day after their sixteenth birthday GM parted with the group, a vague idea having formed in their mind. Running (so to speak) around with them, they'd happened around an auto shop that was in some trouble, and at least somewhat receptive towards the idea of (super/sub/in)humans; they tinkered around with their stuff overnight, and when the owner came in and found someone elbow-deep in a machine that'd been broken for days and that someone cheerfully announced they not only fixed it for you but it should run twice as well, and then proceeded to demonstrate- well, that owner was willing to hear out the sob story GM had come up with. Something about suddenly having these new mutations, their parents kicking them out, skipping town to town and winding up here... Maybe he wasn't outright sold, but he was willing to let them crash in the shop at night, especially after seeing their work and being assured of further assistance. At their request to stay out of sight for the most part, with most people being rather uncertain of certain elements of thheir appearance...he said he'd do what he could. GM, to say the least, proved their worth, rapidly getting on the owner & crew's good sides. As for what they did when they weren't in the shop...well, suffice it to say they turned a spot in to a work station, where they could keep playing around with tools and tinker and, occasionally, go out and test them. This began to lean towards offensive and defensive gadgetry, which in turn led them in to needing to get in to situations where they'd be brought out- and GM wasn't too much in a mood to cause outright trouble. So, instead...they took advantage of the ones who did. Trying to get to the scene of incidents not necessarily to be a vigilante, but to see what could be scavenged - even if it was just knowledge from observing those who were more 'professional' than them. Surely anything would help, especially with their ear to the ground on trying to understand just what happened that night...
|Personality=
'''Personality:'''
 
COCKY If everything seemed to come easily to you, you'd be a little confident in your own abilities, too. GM has rarely had anything be 'difficult' for them, and as such, has a rather high opinion of themselves and what they are capable of. Sure, they may not be able to get everything immediately, but given time and tools? Nothing is impossible. Even getting out of a bad situation. Clearly, they can see all the problems, and they've even got tech that helps them land on their feet! CURIOUS How does this work? What about that? GM wants to know as much as they can, about everything they can. Maybe they're not super interested in the history of rap, for example, but they'll at least give things a cursory look before moving on given the opportunity. And with things that catch their interest? They're practically obsessive, examining it from as many angles as possible and trying to digest each and every part of it. Proverbially speaking. DRIVEN When GM sets their mind to something, it's difficult to steer them away. No matter the difficulty, no matter the obstacles - none of those matter. GM doesn't think, they *know* they can accomplish anything, and because of that, they don't tend to become overly frustrated when something immediately doesn't go their way. It just means a different approach is needed - and they're generally willing to do whatever approach is needed. JOVIAL It's hard to keep a good monkey down. Or at least, this particular one. GM is a rather positive creature, sometimes sarcastic and sassy but ultimately good-humored and not about to mock someone for the hell of it. They'd rather laugh with someone than directly at them - though they're not above taunts and teases to get a reaction. It's all in good fun, however - for the most part. SPUNKY Attitude - it's a thing. And GM has quite a bit of it. They're willing to go right in to the fray with only so much preparation, trusting in their own abilities (and luck, and intelligence, and...well, everything else about them) to get out of trouble. And if they are in trouble? Pfft, nothing that they won't get over. There's very few things that can keep GM down for long. WHIMSICAL Some people just wanna have fun. For all of GM's obsession with their father's death, it hasn't dampened their need for fun. And with so many things coming easy, they tend to move on from subject to subject in a somewhat aimless and/or random manner. Almost selfish in their need to indulge their immediate needs, while it can be hard to predict what GM's focusing on at any given time (though something engineering-related is a good bet), you can almost be sure it's something that makes them or someone else smile.
|Abilities=
'''Child Prodigy:'''
 
It was discovered that Gyu-hui was a prodigy early on in their life, specifically when it came to building and engineering. While not on the level of such figures as Tony Stark and the like...given time, further education, and a few other factors they could certainly follow in their footsteps. As it is, GM has a knack for understanding how things work given a bit of time to study, to the effect of being able to replicate something along the lines (see Skills: Engineering) with only so much trouble. They are not perfect, mind; they can make mistakes. They can misunderstand a concept. Sometimes sometimes a puzzle piece is missing. But GM has a hunger to understand, and what's more, a drive to improve on what's already there.
|Skills=
'''Engineering:'''
 
GM's passion. Their one true love. They're never more content than when they're working with their hands building things, whether it be a Lego set or a car engine or trying to improve on the night-vision goggles they picked up from that one guy who goes by 'Shopkeep'. GM personally adapted their father's technology to create their Monkey Suit (see Resources: Monkey Suit) and tends to be able to reverse-engineer almost anything so long as it follows standard scientific (read: not magic) principles. They're far better at the physical design rather than the program, mind; GM can set up the basics of an interface, but cannot hack, and the more complicated the program the more likely there's a few problematic bugs. Give them free access to a junkyard, however, and they could slap together a working vehicle. (It may or may not be able to fly. It's more than likely a simian reference.) 
'''Jury-Rigging:'''
 
While, given time and materials (and resources, and other such...) GM could likely live up to their claim of being able to build 'anything'...they have a knack for creating things 'on the fly'. A veritable MacGyver, while it goes without saying that some tech is out of their grasp, they can jury-rig most common Earth tech in to doing what they want it to do - if only temporarily, and obviously within reason. A calculator cannot suddenly be turned in to a phone - but a wrecked car can possibly be made to run a final mile or two, or, even better, blow up. ...'better' is obviously subject to opinion. In general, parts can be salvaged in to impromptu weapons or tools, and things that are damaged can be made to limp along a little longer. 
'''Parkour:'''
 
Gyu-hui enjoyed being active even at a young age; after their accident and the obtaining of their spinal brace, they chose parkour as a way to both stay active and to relish in their regained freedom of movement. Over the years, GM has only improved their skills; while they're not quite on the level of a professional traceur, they're certainly above average for those their age, and what's more is they honestly enjoy it. There's nothing like vaulting over obstacles in terms of exhileration - unless, of course, you're trying out a new gadget. But you could always combine the two...
|Resources=
'''Fix-It All-Tow:'''
 
A small mechanic's shop in Kings, and where GM calls their 'home'. While there's only enough room in the bay for a few cars and thus only so much need for staff, GM arrived at just the right time to where their general-engineering skills impressed the staff enough to 'hire' them - albeit under the table. Generally GM maintains the tools and equipment as opposed to working directly on the cars (easier for payroll purposes if the hours aren't needed to be logged), though they also offer advisement and, well, commentary. They've set up a cot in a loft storage area, as well as a tiny workshop. Sometimes it's good to be small. 
'''Monkey Suit:'''
 
The 'Monkey Suit' is the primary set of equipment that GM wears at any given time. While they may make minor tweaks and occasionally create an extra tool for a job, in general, this is what one can expect: Tail The 'tail' that GM possesses is based on a prototype meant to fully replace limbs. Securely connected to the spinal brace, it is capable of supporting their weight thrice over (approximately 375lbs, or 171kg) just by its own grip - assuming it's secured around something. Mind, it's not necessarily comfortable holding that much weight - no more than someone hanging by an arm, for example - but it can do so. In addition, it's fully prehensile, and often responds to GM's emotions more like a cat than a monkey. Leggings The leggings are more of a light exoskeleton that are worn (and hidden) under baggy pants. These allow GM to make standing jumps of up to ten feet forwards and five feet high, more when running. In addition, it allows them to land these jumps (or falls) without losing their balance or otherwise hurting themselves. In general, GM can also use these to bounce up walls that are within five feet of each other. Feet GM also wears a pair of boots that not only increase their height an inch or two...but also serve as anchors for custom 'feet', styled after, well, a monkey's. In other words? They're fully capable of grasping like a pair of hands, courtesy of a connection fed up through the leggings. Mind, while GM is flexible they're not flexible enough to fully use them as hands, but...they help in the disguise, if nothing else. Fuzzset A headpiece that primarily consists of a pair of oversized and furred 'ears', though somewhat more cartoonish than one might expect from an actual simian. These do not actually have a connection to the spinal brace; the tech within is more condensed, mostly meant as an aid in disguise and subtle enhancements in sound (ears) and sight (goggles). We're not talking the kind of thing that'll pick up the drop of a pin, but it can give GM a slight edge unless they deliberately tweak it. 
'''Spinal Brace:'''
 
The brace GM wears is an advanced prototype, further customized by their own hand. It's essentially a light harness that presses against the bare skin of their spine, allowing a neural bypass across damaged nerves that would otherwise paralyze them. While it's advanced enough to run off their body's own electricity without need of a battery, as well as compact enough to pass anything but up-close examination, it's still a necessary tool for them to function as they're used to.
|Weaknesses=
'''Damaged Spine:'''
 
Without the spinal brace they wear under their clothing, Gyu-hui is paralyzed from the waist down. They can't even feel sensation. 
'''Electricity:'''
 
One of the problems of the spinal brace is that it taps in to GM's nerves...and has a problem with insulation, no matter how much GM's worked on it. As such, an excess of electricity is extremely debilitating, being conducted straight in to their body. A static shock is more than annoyance, it's a literal pain in the back - and that which may just give someone a slight burn can outright cripple GM with agony. In addition, the majority of their tech is powered by battery systems; as such, not only are occasional recharges necessary, but EMPs can knock out the greater majority of the gear. 
'''Immature:'''
 
Their intellect may be advanced, but Gyu-hui is still a teenager who needs to, well. Grow up. They haven't the breadth of experience as many adults have in order to manage their emotions or see things in perspective. When GM feels things, they tend to feel them Strongly and Intensely; it's not necessarily anything out of the ordinary, just a sign of their inexperience. 
'''In Hiding:'''
 
Gyu-hui Mae is said to have gone missing. Kidnapped or dead, their mother insisted at the interview, tears streaming down her face. Grease Monkey is willing to do almost anything they can to keep themselves from being tied to that name, including masquerading as a mutant with an obvious, unhideable mutation. (We won't talk about the potential offense that can cause to actual mutants.) And while they've managed to weedle a place to stay and a somewhat steady source of income, the income is far from the allowance they once had - and their resources are far from the sort where they can truly build 'anything'. GM is learning to make do with less, but is always watching over their shoulder in paranoia - whether or not it's truly justified. 
'''Missing Details:'''
 
This is what Gyu-hui saw; their mother holding a gun pointed at their father. This is what Gyu-hui knows; there was a shot, and their father fell back with a bloody wound. More than that, they didn't stick around to discover; panic took over, they packed a bag, and they ran. Whether or not trauma has clouded their memory of that moment is anyone's guess, but the fact is that they don't have all the details of what happened, they don't know the reasons, they don't know so much it terrifies them. And while they're convinced there's Something to this, it's very possible that...well, there's not. Who knows. ...no, really, who knows. Because GM will stop at nothing to find out.
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