Celestiar
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Player: @spartan62893
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"Neat."
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Character Build
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Class Focus:
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DPS
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Power Level:
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40
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Research & Development:
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Science
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Biographical Data
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Real Name:
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James Douglas Barker
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Known Aliases:
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Gender:
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Male/None
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Species:
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Human/Galaxar
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Ethnicity:
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Caucasian
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Place of Birth:
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Stamford Connecticut
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Base of Operations:
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Mobile
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Relatives:
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Undisclosed
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Characteristics
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Age:
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27
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Height:
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5'9"/6'1"
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Weight:
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212lb/Variable
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Eyes:
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Blue
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Hair:
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Dark Brown
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Complexion:
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Fair/Soace
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Physical Build:
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Chubby/Muscular
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Physical Features:
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Pale Skin/Cosmic Silhouette
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Status
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Alignment:
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██
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Neutral
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Reputation:
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██
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Unknown
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Identity:
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Secret
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Years Active:
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8 Months
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Citizenship:
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United States
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Occupation:
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Harmon Optics Technician
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Education:
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College Graduate
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Marital Status:
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Single
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Known Powers and Abilities
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Invulnerability, Energy Manipulation, Gravity Manipulation, Teleportation, Phasing, Regeneration, Temporal Sense, Physical Amplification
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Equipment and Paraphernalia
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None
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Attributes
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Strength
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Endurance
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Agility
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Speed
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Fighting
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Projectiles
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Durability
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Resistance
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Intelligence
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Psyche
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Intuition
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Charisma
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Origins
Before he became Celestiar, James Barker was a rather average person. He went to work everyday, came home, watched TV or went on his computer, and then went to sleep. And with a promising new job soon to stat at Harmon Optics, in illustrious Millennium City. And he was content with the way things were. One day he made the unlikely decision to go for a walk in the woods, a walk that would prove life changing. During this fateful outing, a strange alien being would come down from the sky and crash into James knocking him out. A few minutes later he would recover, to find himself undamaged and the unknown being gone. Despite feeling usually well and energetic, he decided to return home.
Over the next few days James began to notice strange happenings, at first they were small and easily ignored, like when he stubbed his toe and found himself unhurt. Then things became less easily dismissed, such as when a weak laser was projected from his index finger or when he reached for a remote just out of reach and it flew into his hand. These developments unsettled him, and he set himself to the task of developing what control he could muster over these strange abilities.