Brodie Jaxon

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<Brodie Jaxon>

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Full Name- Brodie Jaxon
Gender- Male
Age- 55
Date of Birth- 16th August
Sexual Orientation- Heterosexual
Location- Las Vegas
Celebrity Claim- Peter Falk
What should we call you?- pacymcneil
Play anyone else?- pacymcneil / brodiejaxon / X / patricia
Have You Read the Rules?- I just ate a pupu platter

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Personality-
Grumpy old codger, three main words to describe him. He has lived a long time. He doesn’t like people, tends to keep himself to himself. He has an aversion to authority, which is good seeing as he's is now in charge of the Company that he is employed by, with only a few board members above him.

He can be very brash, and most people would get offended with what he says to them, but he doesn’t mean it, it’s just his voice, which is naturally angry. Even when he's saying something relatively sweet (which is few and far between)

He's a workaholic. He loves working for his Company, even if what they do is a touch of that morally grey area, leaning more towards the black. At the end of the day, he believes in the cause that they are working towards.

Likes-

• Cigars
  
• Being alone
  
• Working for himself
  
• Using his power to gain knowledge
  
• A fine medium rare sirloin steak
  

Dislikes-

• Large crowds of people
  
• Talking to people
  
• Authority
  
• When his steak is overcooked
  
• Having his authority challenged
  

Strengths-

• Has a lot of 'life knowledge'
  
• Workaholic
  
• Loyal
  
• When he talks people listen
  
• Believes in what he is doing
  

Weaknesses-

• Not a people person
  
• His angry voice can tend to rub people the wrong way
  
• Workaholic
  
• Smokes far too much
  
• Can get stressed out too easily
  
• Stubborn
  

Skills-

• Analystical Mind
  
• Bio Engineering background
  
• Natural Leader
  

Flaws-

• Bad knees, making him a slow walker
  
• Cigar addiction
  
• Set in ways
  

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Abilities/Powers/Skills-
Brain Mimicry - By looking into someone’s eyes, he can gain knowledge that they have in their brain. It literally changes his brain to theirs for a moment.

He has developed the power, so he can take information from people, changing his brain into a combination of peoples. He can also use his powers as a form of telepathy, by looking into peoples eyes he can gain their memories, and what they are thinking.

Limits-
The longer he looks at them, the longer he retains the information. Once his brain changes back to his own, he doesn’t remember anything that he had learnt from the other person. Brodie is not able to retain the information he has 'taken' from his victims, the only way he can retain the information is if he leant it himself. The time that Brodie can remember what he has gleaned from someone vaires. If he gleans more than one brain, then not only does it cause him immense pains whilst the shift happens, but the information is only inside his brain whilst his brain has morphed into the others. If he only gleans information from one person then the effects can last longer. Brodie has never been able to retain information for longer than an hour.

He must get eye contact to mimic their brain. He needs eye to eye contact with the subject, this cant be done through sunglasses. Also when mixing information from people, this significantly affects his motor functions whilst his brain is changing.

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Appearance-
Brodie is an old guy, wrinkles everywhere, and he only had one suit, which he has bought about 5 times, and the same overcoat. A grey suit, which is haggard and a dusty brown overcoat. His hair is greying a little bit, but still retains bits of its natural black colour.

He has bad knees and walks very slowly, his fingers are yellow as are his teeth from all the cigar smoking he has done in his life. He doesn’t care about his appearance one bit.

Alignment- Villain
Team Affiliation- N/A
Birthplace- Bronx
Mother- Denise Jaxon (Deceased, Enhanced Intelligence)
Father- Jared Jaxon (Deceased, Shapeshifting)
Children -

History-
Brodie started off life in the Bronx, he fought to get out, studying loads, and eventually going to MIT studying bio engineering. It was there that he learnt about his powers. He learnt how to use them, using the machinery that was there. But he also didn’t want to use his powers to learn. He actually wanted to learn. He didn’t want to cheat. He left with honours, and went onto a job in a research facility. He worked there for many years, clashing his elders, and higher ups.

He eventually was poached to the newly formed Pinehearst Company. He started off there, as a research assistant. He still clashed with his higher ups, but most of the time he had good reason, he was right. They were wrong. Simple. He move up the rankings bit by bit, year by year. Eventually on his 50th birthday becoming in charge of the day to day running of Pinehearst. He knows many of the Companies secrets and will take them to his grave.

Pinehearst burnt down. Brodie was lost, he didn’t know what to do with himself, the Company he had worked for, for most of his life was gone. He was sitting in the park, when he was met by someone, who offered him a new job. He worked at the new Company, and felt right at home straight away. After a couple of months, he was asked to run it, which he did.

Anything else?- Nope

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Sample RP-
Brodie looked at the guy. He heard Anita zip off the way she did. He didn’t like these kids with powers to great for them. He was glad of his power. One which had flaws, one which meant he had to use his mind. He thought it made him actually tougher, because he had to defend himself in others way, not just rely on his power.

"I'm telling you the truth... Look what that girl just did, I can do that as well sort of... I was going to go on vacation, saw the wrong photo on a brochure... a girl I don't remember her name saw me, she attacked me and next thing I know I'm here..."

Brodie looked into the guys eyes again. He needed energy to Teleport. Brodie couldn’t do with this kid leaving. He slammed his arm on the door. Crap he thought. He didn’t sign up for this. He was just meant to be a researcher. But noooooo, his power was too great for just a lowly researcher. Administrator, that’s what he was. He hated it. He went into his room and opened a fridge there. Inside, a line of needles. Each with enough tranq to knockout a small elephant. He needed to knock this kid out, get Daphne to move him somewhere, so he would all think it was a dream.

He got back to the door. Showing the needle, he gently opened it.