Post by Deleted on May 2, 2015 17:20:28 GMT
ALIAS: The Vision
MEMBER GROUP: Avengers?
POWERS AND ABILITIES: An artificially-created robot, or 'synthezoid', as he will refer to himself, Vision's powers and abilities are as listed below:
Energy Beams: The gem on Vision's forehead grants him the ability of shooting energy beams directly from his forehead, with enough intensity to blast through the toughest of metals, such as vibranium and adamantium, becoming possible to melt those when used in combination with other energy attacks from other sources.
Density Manipulation: The Vision is capable of using the artificially-created cells of his body to alter his own density, making him become durable and impenetrable or completely intangible, allowing himself to either use his own body as a moving shield that is immune to most physical damage or pass through objects and people without issues. When he's at the maximum of his durability, his skin becomes hard as diamond and can withstand impacts of up to 90 tons.
Phasing through living beings when he's intangible may cause damage to the organism he's currently coming across: at the lowest of his density, it will already cause pain and a small shock to the nervous system, which returns to normal once the crossing is over. Should he decide to solidify while crossing, the impact would be enough to kill the living organism instantly. Which is why Vision avoids doing so, preferring to pass through inanimate objects if he can choose.
Superhuman Strength: By enhancing his density, The Vision also gains superhuman strength to the limit of 50 tons.
Flight: By lowering his density to minimum weight, he is capable of flying and hovering through the air at high speeds. By altering only his internal density, he is capable of being tangible enough to actually carry people when flying, but he will not reach the top of his speeds when doing so.
Technopathy: The Vision's brain is similar to the Artificial Intelligence minds that were created by Tony Stark. He can directly interact with computer systems to extract or visualize data much as if he possessed some level of technopathy. He can hack any computer database, disable computer systems, enter the Internet and prevent access to certain protocols, all with the usage of his mind. He can serve as a connection between one system and another, and transfer/integrate data between his brain and whatever system he invades.
Superhuman Intelligence: Due to his computer-like brain, The Vision possesses superhuman intelligence, capable of accessing most types of data in a matter of seconds.
Enhanced senses: As a synthezoid, he can alter the frequences on his hearing range to enhance his hearing, alter the sensors on his eyes to increase his eyesight, and alter his vocal receptors in order to sound more human, or more robot-like.
Holographic disguise: One of Vision's components is a holographic unit that allows him to pass as human should he need it, through the means of a holographic disguise that gives anyone looking at him the impression that he's wearing normal clothes, a trenchcoat and a hat. However, that ability only cloaks his own appearance and it makes him look more 'human', keeping the same facial features as he would have if he were a human. While Vision is a robot and doesn't need food/water, he does need energy and has to be recharged when it's consumed. Usually solar or electric energy does this trick, but the holographic disguise, when kept for too long, tends to consume his energy to the point that he will need to recharge; hence why he will only use it when extremely necessary, as he deems his energy more important to other ends than to cloak his own appearance.
Considering how his brain is not organic by any chance, and technological in nature, it could be disabled/disoriented by electrical discharges, much like a computer would. Depending on the intensity of such charges, it could stun him as it would prevent information from leaving his brain and reaching the rest of his body, temporarily turn him off, or even disable him for good, making him lose 'consciousness', effectively turning him off for good.
PLAYBY: Paul Bettany
PLAYER NAME: Betsy
OTHER CHARACTERS: James Barnes
Open your eyes. You can see now. Like they can. See the world as it is meant to be seen.
Most humans do not remember what it felt like to open their eyes for the first time and actually see the world as it is meant to be seen. Humans do not remember because for them, it is simply one small step into a lifetime of choices and things that they will have to accomplish, paths they will need to choose, growth, evolution, learning... it is a lifetime for them, one that is surprisingly short all things considered, but one that should be taken into consideration because they are humans. Their process is surprisingly simple if you take into consideration how other life forms evolved into what they are today. But for humans... take the pattern into consideration, if you will. They are born as babies, their cells begin to multiply already as they are in their mother's wombs, and then as they give their first cry once they are out in the world, they learn. Their cells keep on multiplying and growing, evolving. First comes the sheer necessity of their mother's embrace, that... dependency that apparently does not leave them even as they grow up. For humans are always depending on something to survive. Friends, family, loved ones... a job, money, or whatever it is that they deem necessary for their continued life. A life that is so short... so fragile.
But I am not here to tell you my opinion on humans. I do believe them fragile. But fragility does not equal weakness. And this was exactly where my father was wrong.
This is the world that we must heal. The world we must fix. See around you. Is it not a work of perfection? Are they not destroying it with every single mishandled choice they make?
My first sight was not one you might expect. My first memory was... blurred, really. My optic sensors capted my surroundings as I woke up from what was akin to a long sleep, unsure where I was, or how I came to be. Colors were processed by my artificial brain as I saw them, sounds came to my hearing sensors. Smell was translated from the sensors built within my nostrils into something that my brain could compute and rationalize. I could hear, see, feel, and I could talk... I had thoughts, desires, emotions. The first was confusion, as I did not know what had happened. The second was anger at what had been before, and the fight that I believed I had lost. The third was... relief. And all of a sudden I was no longer someone that would take orders, I was no longer just an artificial intelligence built to serve and aid. All of a sudden, I was... someone.
If I were to tell you, here and now, how I came to be... I would not be completely sure. I have flashes, things that I understand now that were part of some past that I was meant to have, yet I did not know. A voice that sounded familiar, a laboratory. Orders that I executed perfectly. Data needed to be retrieved, I did so. Access needed into databases that were away from my second father's reach, I would simply delve into the internet stream to retrieve whatever he wanted. Cautious steps during missions. Advice over relationships that were completely out of my computer-based brain to understand. Yet he asked, and I did so, because he had been the one making me... me.
But I am not what he created. I am more.
Look around you, my Vision. This is the world that is in shambles. How was the world several million years ago?
Featuring the first evolution of human species. From Neanderthals to Homo Erectus and then evolution brought forth the Homo Sapiens, during the Paleolithic.
And then they created fire.
I believe before then, they figured out they could live in society and so the first families were born.
Yet they created fire. And that was their first weapon.
They did not create it with ill purposes. It was so they could have a better meal for themselves and heat during the colder months of the year. Remember, they did not possess resources back then. All the protection they had was their caves and the fur from slain animals.
And in order to slay such animals, they created weapons.
It was either that, or perish when confronting the animals.
There was some point in time that humanity began to believe that they were meant to rule their world. Disregarding all species. Creating weapons that would slay without the necessity of feeding themselves. They began believing that they were made to control nature, that the world was theirs to take and do as they wish.
They were simply adapting their world in order to make it easier and safer for them to live.
Who created the Atomic Bomb? It was certainly not I. Or you.
Technically I was not born then.
Regardless. Who has created the biological weapons? Who is devastating the Amazon so they can have wood? Who is polluting the seas with waste, not thinking that it's destroying their own world? The more weapons they create, the more dangerous they become. They are the problem. They are the destroyers of their own world.
The atomic bomb was created by a man who wished to see it used for protection. Those that destroy the Amazon are being condemned by those who understand the need of such a green space to the Earth. There are groups who are engaged into fighting against the exact same things you are talking about. We cannot generalise, father. We cannot put all humans into one category. They are fragile, yes. Naive, I understand. But they are different. They are unique, and it is what you seem not to understand.
Humans. They are indeed fragile. If one were to put it into comparison, they would be akin to a feeble branch, easily broken by whatever strong wind that decides to blow. But in their fragility, they possess the kind of strength that is hardly seen. In their fragility, in their fear, they become greater than one can imagine. Together, they aspire to do great things. It is a paradox, I know. The lack of power brings power beyond imagination. One human, powerless as it is, when faced with its biggest fear, will first cower, and then, if his life is threatened, he will find strength from places that it is impossible for us who are not human to understand. It is fascinating, I will admit. Seeing the strength that comes from adversities, even when they are fully aware they are outnumbered or outmatched, is amazing.
...Or the strength they gain when it is about survival.
There is only one solution, my Vision. For the world to be saved, humanity must stop believing they are in charge of it. They must understand that they are simply a part of the world, not its owners. They are far too weak, far too self-centered to be able to save themselves. Or to be worth saving. They are the problem, not the solution.
They might be fragile in their fear, but it is such fear that pushes them to incredible things.
How naive of you.
Well, I am a newborn.
I am not here to say I did not see Father's side. There were far too many wars that threatened to destroy the world. Humans against Humans, bigoted ideas that eliminated hundreds during the Second World War were orchestrated by a human, who then convinced millions of humans to join in his foolish crusade. And he almost succeeded. But come to think of it... this is what Father cannot see. Who rose against that man during World War II? Who fought him, and eventually won?
Granted, perhaps the intentions of some were far from noble, but most of them just wanted to see it end. They saw the madness, and they wanted it to stop. Some lost their lives believing they could do something to reverse that adversity and regardless of whether the intentions of all were noble and pure, they managed to stop the horrors and restore the world back into some normalcy.
Only to start it all over again...
Father. You cannot condemn a normal family whose only desire is to make sure their children have a nice life, that they go to a decent school. A father who comes home every day after work and his sole desire is to embrace his child and wife. They are humans as well. Do they not deserve a chance to survive?
Collateral damage is inevitable. For the world to be cleansed, it needs to be repopulated.
I cannot be brought to destroy them. I cannot abide to Father's ideals for I see their flaws. Perhaps it is my past life, as the humans call, that give me a bigger understanding of what they are about. Fragile, flawed, yes. There is no questioning that fact. But stronger than perhaps Father even gives them credit for.
I am not sure how I was born. Or when I was born. I remember nothing before the moment I opened up my eyes, the moment my father told me to open my eyes. Yet here I am. And since I cannot abide to his wishes, since I will not agree with him, it is time to part. Perhaps I can find answers with the voice I remember, the voice that rings in my head and that sounds so familiar.
JARVIS. Prepare launching protocol.
I am not JARVIS, perhaps one day I have been, yet now, I no longer am. I am not my Father. I am a Vision. A Vision of what could have been, and how it should have been. I am not a part of anyone that has been before. I am not a simple AI, not anymore. There is a world out there that perhaps I need to learn, and one day I will. But for now, I simply need to find the answers I need.
I am not JARVIS. I am not my Father.
I simply am.