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Revision as of 02:30, 24 July 2023

Creeseman 003.jpg
"The Vancouver Angel"
Robert "Bobby"
Creeseman
Player: Darwin
Basic Data
Class Focus: Cosmic Villain
R & D: N/A
Level: 50
Occupation: Packager
Personal Data
Real Name: Robert Creeseman
Known Aliases: The Vancouver Angel
The Angel of Fear
The Abomination
He Who Wanders
Identity: Public
Species: Human (Formerly)
Age: 28
Height: 17' 11" (5.41 metres) (Current)
5' 5" (Formerly)
Weight: Unknown
Eye Color: Unknown
Hair Color: Unknown
Blood Type: Unknown
Biographical Data
Birthplace: Canada
Birthdate: Unknown
Nationality: Canadian
Current Residence: Unknown
Religion/Faith: Unknown
Sexual Orientation: Unknown
Marital Status: Single
Known Languages
Unknown
Known Relatives
Unknown
Known Powers
Telekinesis, Telepathy, Overwhelming Strength, Regeneration, Shadow Body
Training / Abilities
Unknown
Equipment
Unknown
Footnotes


"Superheroes... I always wanted to be one. But see... the reality is... being a superhero means you always need to win. I've never won anything once in my life. Not with family. Not with my career. Not with my friends. Society creates monsters but would then be repulsed by their byproducts. I am not a supervillain. I am the consequences of mistreatment, a symbol to many."

- Bobby Creeseman


"I would slave away at whatever society wanted from me, and in return, no one ever gave me the time of day. Yet, the moment I messed up only once, I was condemned by everyone around me and my life was in shambles. And so the abyss asked me, what I will ask you, Defender. Where were you when I gave my life to this city?"

- Creeseman confronts Defender


"Either I am special, or I am not. Don't ever trivialize my problems by saying there are many like me out there. And even if there were... not anymore. There is not a single person that is like me anymore."

- Bobby Creeseman


He is the byproduct of society's neglect and abuse. They told him to seek therapy, and they threw him into an asylum, with hopes that he would magically fix himself. There was no magic in what had happened to twenty-eight-year-old Bobby Creeseman, a timid man who lived an unfulfilling life, berated by everyone around him.