Stephen Strange Sept 28, 2015 15:48:33 GMT
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NAME: Stephen Strange
ALIAS: Doctor Strange
AGE: Appears 47
OCCUPATION: Ex-Neurosurgeon, Sorcerer Supreme
MEMBER GROUP: Superhumans
POWERS AND ABILITIES:
Incantations: Through incantations, Doctor Strange is able to draw on the energies of specific Cosmic beings and the realms/dimensions they inhabit. He is more willing to invoke the names of specific beings, and with beings such as Dormammu, he tends to invoke the names of their home dimensions instead. These incantations are limited by the mood of the being that Strange invokes – whether or not they are willing to lend their power to the Sorcerer Supreme at that particular moment decides whether or not Stephen can cast that particular spell. The only beings that Stephen can be sure will always lend their power to him are those that created the title of Sorcerer Supreme in the first place: The Vishanti; Oshtur, Hoggoth, and Agamotto.
Ikonn – By calling upon the power of Ikonn, Doctor Strange is able to create illusions, such as creating multiple copies of himself or making himself appear invisible. He can also alter his appearance – but only ever-so-slightly. He can make himself blonde, make his eyes blue instead of green – enough so that he wouldn’t be recognized as Stephen Strange.
Cyttorak – Cyttorak’s power can be invoked to create bindings, often referred to as the ‘Crimson Bands of Cyttorak’ that are powerful enough to hold even the strongest of Earth’s superhumans, at least as long as Stephen can focus on maintaining the bindings.
Seraphim – Seraphim offers various protective spells, particularly in the form of energy shields that can protect Stephen from damage.
Raggador – The Seven Rings of Raggador serve as another protective spell, but one that is – in Stephen’s opinion – less effective. Well Seraphim’s protections block attacks, Raggador’s deflect them, and can cause more collateral damage.
Others – There are any number of other beings that Strange can borrow power from, and he often does – the Vapors of Valtoor allow him to cover an area in a thick fog, the Seven Suns of Cinnibus allow him to create blasts of immense heat, and more, though Stephen is still learning just what beings he can and should draw power from.
Mystic Energy: Strange is able to channel mystic energies without incantations, and use such energies in the form of bolts, and even something akin to lightning.
Psychic Abilities: Stephen possesses several mental powers, most notably telekinesis and telepathy. Through his telepathy he is able to communicate with someone through their dreams and through their thoughts. He is capable of ‘reading minds,’ but he tends to avoid it – not wanting to be so rude as to learn someone’s dirtiest secrets before they themselves trust him to know them. This also requires intense concentration, and would disrupt his combat abilities should he try it in the middle of a battle. He is also able to create an astral projection of himself while meditating, allowing him to travel through walls – of course, in this state, he cannot affect anyone physically, or use his powers against them, and his body is left vulnerable.
Magical Artifacts: Doctor Strange employs several artifacts that are found within the Sanctum Sanctorum.
Cloak of Levitation – The Cloak of Levitation gives Stephen the ability to fly, and is also nigh-indestructible, and serves as an extra layer of protection should his shielding spells fail. The Cloak is also very much a living being in and of itself – Strange can have it reach out and restrain enemies in combat, and can play fetch with a yarn ball when not in combat. It is almost like having a cat that he doesn’t need to feed, the Cloak often wrapping itself around his shoulders without his needing or wanting it to.
Eye of Agamotto – The Eye of Agamotto amplifies Stephen’s mental abilities, allowing his astral projection to appear just about anywhere on the planet – either by his focusing on the location where he wants to appear or on the person he wishes to appear before. The Eye also allows Stephen to create portals to travel quickly to any location on the planet, and between realms, though he rarely travels further than his own plane of existence. Finally, the Eye is a tool for dispelling negativity and revealing truth, allowing Stephen to see passed magical illusions such as his own.
Orb of Agamotto – Along with the Eye, Stephen possesses the Orb of Agamotto, which acts as a sort of clairvoyant device, and serves as his eyes throughout the world. The Orb is also able to look into the various other realms that the Sorcerer Supreme is involved with, especially the home realms of the beings that Stephen draws power from.
Wand of Watoomb – The Wand of Watoomb is an artifact capable of amplifying a magic-user’s power greatly. However, Stephen has decided that it should only ever be used in the face of an apocalyptic event, and even then as a last resort – being one of the artifacts of the Octessence, not only would he be turning himself into the Exemplar of Watoomb, he would also be setting off a chain reaction leading to the discovery of the seven other artifacts – creating seven more avatars of these powerful beings, and eventually leading to the enslavement of all humanity.
Martial Arts: Though he rarely employs them, part of Stephen’s training was working with Wong to learn martial arts as a way of defending himself when magic fails. He is somewhat knowledgeable in mixed martial arts, as well as some swordplay. He is no master, as Wong is, but he can hold his own hopefully until he is able to cast spells again.
PLAYBY: Benedict Cumberbatch
PLAYER NAME: Sam
OTHER CHARACTERS: Ben Grimm, Jackson Kimura
Journal of Stephen Strange, Entry 1
I mark this as my first entry because this is a new life for me. One that I’m still not entirely sure I want – but, if Wong is to be believed, that is part of the reason this is my life now. I must first note how I am still enraptured by the fact that I am able to move this pen across the page in front of me merely by willing it to do so. Magic, as I have learned, is quite an incredible thing – simple once one has studied it as I have.
I have been Sorcerer Supreme for just over seven months now, and have done little more than study, familiarizing myself with the different beings through which my abilities are derived. The title is a weighty one – made ever heavier by my means of coming into it. My mentor, the Ancient One, was to be a conduit through which one of the extradimensional beings mentioned beforehand – this one called Shuma-Gorath – would enter our own plane of existence. This could not be allowed to happen, and the only way to prevent it… Was through the Ancient One’s death.
His blood is on my hands, but as he told me before his passing, and as Wong has reiterated many times since, I have no reason to feel any guilt. However, their assurance does not ease my pain – in the same way that the assurance of all my colleagues did not ease my conscience when my sister died on my operating table. No, words alone will never ease my guilt – it took the Ancient One’s guidance for me to finally forgive myself for my first, and as I made damned sure only failure. Now, I wonder, who or what will it take for me to forgive myself for this new failure. My one guess is that the best way I can begin to forgive myself is to carry on in his memory – to serve as he wished me to in the role of Sorcerer Supreme.
But now, I am left wondering – what exactly does that mean? The powers of the Sorcerer Supreme are great indeed, else they would not warrant such a lofty title. I am to be the final defense between our plane of existence and those practical deities that seek to invade it for their own purposes. I remember the chill I felt when one such being almost came into our world – the dread Dormammu, whose victory was only set back by my discovery of Mordo attempting to bring the Ruler of the Dark Dimension through the veil. This is the day I earned the Ancient One’s trust.
Hm, there I go again – looping right back around to my own guilt. It was the same way with Donna – as much as anyone tried to divert my attentions, I found a way to string thoughts together back to her. It took me years of arrogance and greed that led me to my destiny before that was ended… How often will I be bringing up my former Master in casual conversation?
But, I digress – not that it matters, this journal is private. I am certainly not talking to the page before me, nor transmitting the thoughts to the pen in confidence. Wong said that continuing – or perhaps, restarting – this journal would be good to let out my feelings peaceably, and perhaps would lead me to some revelation or epiphany. So, let us move on to the reason I began this entry, shall we?
What is my place to be as Sorcerer Supreme? I know the unwritten responsibility of the Sorcerer Supreme is to protect all the souls on Earth from those beings that would do them harm. The intended beings, I imagine, are those such as Dormammu or Cyttorak – the former which seeks to rule our dimension, and the latter of whom seeks only to prove that his power is greatest among the eight participants of the Octessence. They both would sow chaos among humanity toward their own goals, and I am to prevent this. This is the most obvious answer to my initial line of questioning.
According to Occam’s razor, this makes it the correct answer – but then why do I find myself still questioning its accuracy? In my time since coming into possession of the Eye of Agamotto, I have observed much – I have tried to familiarize myself with the world as it is since I disappeared into the Himalayas in search of a way to regain use of my hands. In my observations, I have seen many that have powers such as my own – perhaps not exactly and not on such grand a scale, but these individuals are there.
I remember reading about Captain America, Namor, the Human Torch – all such fanciful people, but all of whom existed, and were part of history. Heroes in the war against the Axis Powers, and with extraordinary abilities. It is the one reason I truly believed rumors of a mystic who might be able to repair my hands in the first place. Now, there are many individuals such as them – Tony Stark is a superhero, there is a man in a red and blue suit swinging around New York on webbing. More than one Norse God has made their presence known on Earth.
These individuals – perhaps the Gods aside – do not have powers such as my own, drawn from some of the most powerful beings in existence. Stark especially is a wonder – he has no powers at all, yet still lives as an enforcer of justice. So why am I to be any different? My power is vast, nigh omnipotent because of the Eye. I could be anywhere that a hero is needed at a near-instant’s notice, I could save so many lives with these powers. Is this not what my Master would want for me? To make up for all of the cases I slighted in pursuit of the noteworthy and the profitable?
Wong insists that my becoming Sorcerer Supreme was always part of some sort of destiny, and that this was the Ancient One’s belief. With all that I’ve learned recently of… Well, of the very nature of existence, I find it difficult to argue against such an idea. Perhaps this is part of my destiny as well: to turn the tide of what the name Doctor Stephen Strange means to history. From the cold-hearted, ever greedy neurosurgeon to one of the world’s great heroes. Some part of my former ego must still exist – because I certainly like the idea. Of course, my fondness for it comes from a new source – whereas before I would crack a smile knowing that I just saved a life that would be on every headline in the country for at least the week following, now I smile at the idea of saving lives that perhaps no one will have even realized were ever in danger. My, how this new title has given me some perspective in my life…
I think Wong was onto something when he suggested I write this journal again. I do believe I have reached a decision and a new stepping stone in my life. After all, if my Master’s title is to be believed, my life is sure to be a long one. I wonder, though, how many others are like myself. How many are unknowingly waiting on someone to come into their life to make a change, perhaps for the better? As much as I wished to stay to myself before my accident, I only truly found myself when I was with others – with Wong, and the Ancient One. Perhaps my destiny is twofold – I will try to find some others who need a helping hand to move forward with their life, and I will be a protector of mankind – the final bulwark between the innocent and the evil, a guardian… A mighty Defender…