Bobby Creeseman
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| "The Vancouver Angel" | |
| 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: | 9' 11" (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 would create monsters but would then be repulsed by their byproducts. I am not a supervillain. I am this world's judgment."
- 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.
