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(Tiny Mighty’s profile from the inactive section where I got the basis for the sliding scale for the strength of Exodus’ telekinetic field)
(A blend of canon and my own thoughts for the history)
Eduardo VerásteguiBASIC INFORMATIONCANON OR ORIGINAL:
Paris Bennett (Believes himself to be Bennett du Paris)CODENAME:
None as of yetCURRENT AGE:
27DATE OF BIRTH:
March 20, 1982MARITAL STATUS:
HeterosexualBASE OF OPERATIONS:
The Brotherhood’s MurderworldTIME AT INSTITUTE:
Marseille, FranceKNOWN RELATIVES:
Michel Bennett (Father), Amira Bennett (Mother)PHYSICAL APPEARANCEHEIGHT:
Originally brown, currently yellow without visible irisesHAIR:
Yellow eyes which glow when using his powers and red skin.CLOTHING STYLE:
Exodus tends to dress in a rather bland manner. He favors darker colors and shades such as brown, blue and black. His preferred choice of clothing consists of loose fitting pants, buttoned up shirts or turtlenecks, boots, and overcoats in cold weather.UNIFORM:
Following the example of Magneto Exodus wears a black bodysuit and cape though there are differences which set them apart. The body suit has a purple collar which continues down the front of its chest. The uniform also includes purple jackboots, gloves, and an ankle length silver cape.POWERSGENERAL DESCRIPTION: Psychic Vampirism:
When his powers activated Exodus’ became a psionic parasite, needing to drain the psychic energies which are generated by all humans and mutants. The reason for this parasitic nature is twofold. The first being that the energies he consumes are used by Exodus as fuel for his telekinesis. His telekinesis can still function in the absence of stolen energy but only by leeching from his own psychic energy which would cause even further damage to his own mind. This brings us to the second reason for Exodus consuming mental energy, if he does not keep himself charged with stolen mental energy then his powers turn on his own mind in order to sustain themselves and cause possibly irreversible physical and mental trauma.
On a subconscious level Exodus is constantly searching for psychic energy and produces a field centered on him and extending out fifteen feet in all direction in which he gradually leeches psychic energy from anyone who enters this field. This passive form of draining begins the moment someone enters a fifteen foot radius of Exodus. The process begins slowly and drains small amounts of psychic energy. The longer that someone is within the field the greater the amount of energy stolen. It takes at least 20 minutes or longer for someone to notice that anything is wrong due to their mental energies being slowly sapped and is only an issue if they stay within close proximity to Exodus without leaving the fifteen foot radius of the parasitic field. If they leave the field and return the rate of energy theft resets to back to the initial rate.
Skin to skin contact increases the rate of absorption. Prolonged physical contact allows for Exodus to rapidly steal psychic energy and the process grows faster the longer he maintains contact with his victim. For those who Exodus makes physical contact with the rate at which they lose energy and whether or not they remain conscious will depend on their resilience to psychic attack. Psychic shielding or other forms of mental protection will slow the drain or prevent from working depending on the level of resistance.Limited Telepathy:
Exodus possesses limited telepathic ability. When someone enters the fifteen foot radius of his parasitic field he can "hear" their surface thoughts as he leeches psychic energy from them. The only time Exodus can garner more than surface thoughts is when he makes skin to skin contact which accelerates his ability to drain psychic energy and allows for him to delve deeper into someone's mind. Defenses against mental intrusion provide protection against this ability.Telekinesis:
By channeling psychic energy Exodus is capable of generating telekinetic fields of astounding power. Whenever Exodus utilizes his telekinesis a visible orange field appears signifying where he is directing his power. Exodus is still experimenting with his telekinesis and learning how to generate fields at a distance from himself. With this lack of experience preventing him from using his telekinesis in a manner similar to others such as Hellion or Phoenix, Exodus is forced to rely on using it in more restrictive ways. He can currently only generate a telekinetic field around himself. If he is fully charged he can keep the field going at its lowest level for approximately one hour. If Exodus goes for broke and goes to the top tier on a full charge he can get at most five minutes before he no longer has enough energy to maintain his telekinetic field. Telekinetic Armor:
By sheathing his body in his telekinetic field Exodus is able to protect himself from physical attacks. This protection requires him to actively focus his power and is not something he can throw up instinctively when he is attacked. At the lowest level of strength his telekinetic field can protect him from small arms fire and other physical attacks of a similar strength. At its highest level he can withstand an impact comparable to a high speed traffic collision. Tactile Telekinesis:
Another by-product of Exodus’ telekinetic field. When he employs his telekinetic field Exodus is able to simulate super strength to varying degrees. As with the protective function of his telekinetic field it is tied to how much power he is willing to use. At the fields lowest point where his use of energy outstrips his ability to take it in Exodus is capable of lifting approximately 10 tonnes. He can increase this amount by pumping more energy into the field but it cuts his time down rapidly as he uses it. He can go straight to his maximum strength of 60 tonnes right from the start but on a full charge he can only have at most 5 minutes before he is out of power. Flight:
Due to his telekinetic field Exodus is capable of levitation and flight at sub sonic speeds providing he has enough energy to generate his telekinetic field. WEAKNESS:Incomplete Power Manifestation:
Due to the abrupt manner in which Exodus’ powers became active he damaged his own mind and portions of his brain which were required for his powers to function properly. All of Exodus’ weaknesses stem from this. Need to consume psychic energy:
Exodus needs to consume psychic energy in order for his powers to properly function. If he does not have access to enough energy or if he uses his reserve of energy faster than he can replace it he runs the risk of his powers turning in on his own mind in the same fashion that they did when they first went active. Exodus can fuel his powers with the energies produced by his own mind but to do so poses great risks and can lead to further mental if not actual physical trauma. Overcharging:
While Exodus needs to consume psychic energy for his own health and for his powers to function it is possible for him to consume too much energy and due to portions of his brain which were damaged when his powers first activated Exodus is unable to turn off his psychic vampirism. If Exodus consumes more energy than what he can normally hold in his reserves his powers become erratic and will shut down while he shunts the excess energy. His powers will be disabled for a period ranging from two to twenty-four hours on average depending on how much energy he needs to vent. Damaged Mind:
The first use of his power almost destroyed Exodus’ mind, while he managed to avoid being rendered a human vegetable it was more or less shattered, costing Exodus many skills which he had previously acquired and altering his language skills so that he is now only fluent in English. His skill in his native tongue has become very limited and his grasp of English was enhanced from the memories he stole from one of Apocalypses converted. Also, Exodus is vulnerable to psychic attacks which can cause difficulties for Exodus because telepaths carry larger reserves of psychic energy, thus the best sources of power for him to consume are ones he’s poorly suited to deal with.
Also, with the state of affairs regarding his mind Exodus is required to have confidence in both his powers and himself in order for his abilities to function properly. If his confidence begins to slip Exodus begins losing control of his telekinesis. Depending on how severe the case is he may be unable to use his power against a specific opponent or he may temporarily lose access to his telekinesis. This can only be undone if Exodus regains his composure and confidence regarding his abilities.Voices:
While Exodus’ perceives his telepathy as voices this is not all that he hears. Sometimes the psychic vampire hears voices which are not even thoughts but are figments of his own mind and his shattered memories. Confusing him even more as these delusions blend seamlessly with the surface thoughts he picks up with his telepathy. Since he has been told that he has the power to hear the thoughts of others Exodus’ believes that these voices are other thoughts which he is picking up from others or perhaps even from a source of divine inspiration.PERSONALITY
Due to the damage done to his mind as a result of the circumstances surrounding his powers being activated Exodus can be defined as mercurial and unhinged. To be more specific, Exodus lost a great deal of his own memories when his powers went active during the New York Hurricane and he filled in the blanks with both aspects of the stories he has researched regarding his ancestor Bennett Du Paris and the first victim of his psychic drain, one of Apocalypse’s converted.
This means that Exodus’ personality is the amalgamation of the fanaticism of the converted, the idealized personality which Exodus had constructed for his ancestor, and the remaining fragments of his original personality. All of these elements have been pulled together within his mind to form a very unstable mishmash. This has lead to Exodus displaying personality traits which do not properly meld together. In some ways he acts as if he were a chivalrous knight, protecting those who are the victims of needless violence, at others he is an unflinching enemy of all who would dare oppress mutantkind, and at all times he sees the struggle which he and the other followers of Magneto are engaged in as an actual holy crusade.
Also he will never do lasting harm to a mutant if he can find a way to avoid it. Exodus considers any mutant in opposition to the Magneto’s vision as someone who has been manipulated or forced onto the battlefield as pawns of human agencies. To him they are misguided and don’t deserve his ire when they can be brought into or back into the fold once they understand the nobility of their cause. The only exception to this is if Exodus is directed to do so by Magneto or another agent of what Exodus believes to be divine judgment.
In summation Exodus is certifiably insane. He believes himself to be a crusader hailing from 12th century France who was granted powers from the Lord God and that Magneto is either a prophet or messianic figure chosen to be a savior for mutantkind. Exodus believes that any action he takes in order to advance the goals of Magneto are sanctioned by God and that if need be he is to act as an agent of divine punishment against humanity for their transgressions against those who have been chosen by God to receive great powers, i.e. mutants.HISTORY
The son of an officer in the French Foreign Legion, Paris Bennett was brought up in a household in which the concepts of duty, service and obligation were intrinsic to life. Although he and his father were never as close to each other as either of them would have liked, his father still managed to instil in his son a love for the history and traditions of their family as well as France. It was also through his father that Paris came to learn of one of his ancestors a Crusader from the 12th century, the man who family tradition stated was the source for the long standing tradition of military service within the family, Bennett du Paris. A champion and adventurer, Bennett du Paris embodied many of the traits which Paris was taught to hold dear by his father.
Encouraged by his teachers to study abroad, Paris attended Empire State University in New York where he majored in Medieval History. While there Paris met a man who would become a close friend, Dane Witman. Dane and Paris met each other through one of Paris’ professors who knew that both were researching specific crusaders who had journeyed together in search of the Kingdom of the Eternal Pharaoh. The professor introduced them and both men found a common bond in discussing what turned out to be the shared histories of their families, something which they would always laugh about every now and again over drinks. As they shared stories regarding their adventuring forbearers, Bennett du Paris in the case of Paris, and Eobar Garrington one of the successors to the legend of the mythical Black Knight in the case of Dane, over time they continued to fill in gaps in each other’s knowledge regarding the vague sources and stories which centered on their ancestors.
Paris came to spend his summers travelling and collecting myths and legends surrounding heroic knights and compiling them while beginning to work on a project which would consume much of his time and focus. He began writing a collection of stories, some short, some not so short, fictional in nature, but inspired by the tales he and Dane had collected. Taking inspiration from the stories that Dane shared with him about Eobar and his predecessor Sir Percy of Scandia the Black Knight of Arthurian legend, Paris began to blend in elements of the fantastic, strange beasts, beguiling sorceresses, and awe inspiring citadels. Creating a tale in which Bennett du Paris and Eobar Garrington were dashing adventurers who were as often caught up in these strange adventures by fate as they sought them out.
As Paris became more enthralled with the world he was creating on his page he decided that this was something which Dane should be a part of, even if he only wanted to read the stories as they were written. Deciding that it was time to see his friend face to face again Paris got in touch with Dane and they decided to meet each other in New York. The trip was uneventful, as were the first few days which followed once Dane and Paris had met each other and began catching up. Then the Apocalypse came.
Paris and Dane were in New York when War began his assault; they were simply astounded at the destruction wrought by this being of phenomenal power and the troops he gathered as they marched on Washington D.C. For Paris this was something which he could only comprehend in terms of biblical scripture. A practising Catholic he equated the images caught on camera as the Book of Revelation coming true around him. As he and Dane were watching the events as they unfolded Paris noticed something which made him believe that he was going mad. He was hearing voices.
They were coming from all around him. Whispers at first, eventually growing into loud voices almost calling out to him. They came and went and as he pondered the fate of the world around him he could only think that he was cracking under the strain as the world was actually ending. In truth this was his X-gene finally beginning to express itself, later than most, but becoming active none the less. His mind was being opened to other minds around him as he began stealing psychic energy without even realizing it. Those around him came to feel a chill which they couldn’t explain, and grew uncomfortable in his presence. Eventually people tended to gravitate away from him, perhaps sensing that something was amiss besides the destruction brought upon them by the minions of Apocalypse. Though, eventually the open signs of violence subsided, only to be replaced in the days which followed by the threat of a Hurricane of unbelievable power.
Knowing that he would not be able to flee the city in the pandemonium which had captured it, Paris decided that it would be for the best to spend some time in a church. He would pray to God and perhaps confess to a priest if there was one to listen to him. As he headed to the church he was still assaulted by the voices and more than that, he noticed another change, his skin; it was beginning to take on a reddish hue. The change was gradual but it was quite noticeable. Paris was even more confused, was he truly mad, was he perhaps marked by some strange flaw. If he had been thinking straight and not confused by the thoughts he was picking up through his budding telepathy he would have realized that he was a mutant.
He managed to reach a nearby church as the storm began to set in. Others were gathered there, seeking shelter. He joined them, praying for forgiveness, protection for his family, his friends, even those around him. As the storm grew the lights eventually went out. Soon those gathered were shrouded in darkness which was only broken by the lit votive candles near a side alter and other lights which had been brought in by those hiding from the storm. As time wore on and the windows rattled Paris heard something. It was a voice in his mind like the others he had heard but different. It was going on about purging the weak and the rule of the strong. Then he realized it was not alone. More voices followed, all unique but all talking about the death of the weak and the glory of the strong and their Lord Apocalypse.
Almost as soon as he began hearing these thoughts the converted were forcing their way into the church and cutting their way through those gathered. Paris was surrounded by dead, the dying, and those cowering in fear. One of the converts, a monstrous brute grabbed him by the throat and lifted him from the ground, slowly squeezing the life out of Paris. As the world became slowly became dark something shifted inside Paris, he did not know what was happening all that he knew was this strange pain, as if someone had poured gasoline inside of his skull and struck a match. The pain grew and he suddenly felt a surge of strength, his vision clouding over with an orange tint. He managed to force his way out the grip of his assailant, as the converted grew weaker Paris’ new strength seemed to grow. As other converted had seen that their ally was faltering they threw themselves at Paris, dragging him under. As they began to overbear him with raw strength and their varied powers Paris Bennett had only one driving goal in his mind, that he wanted them off of him, that he wanted to be free, and then there was one last spike in the pain, now surging throughout his entire body, Exodus felt himself grow weak as a surge of telekinetic power left his body in a blast, driving the converted away from him and throwing everything in the church violently against the walls.
At this point Paris passed into unconsciousness. Eventually the storm had passed and emergency service workers began searching for those who needed assistance. In the church they found battered and crushed bodies, arrayed around the building. They found only one survivor, in the epicentre of what they determined to be a blast of some kind. Paris, battered, bruised, and now visibly a mutant. His skin had finished shifting to its new reddish tone and when he opened his eyes they were now a solid yellow with no visible iris.
Realizing that this mutant was a threat and had probably killed everything present in the church they contacted S.H.I.E.L.D. who dispatched agents who took him into custody. When Paris came to he was no longer Paris. At first he was not sure who he was as he sat in the back of some kind of transport. Then as time went on thoughts and what he believed to be his memories came back to him.
He remembered believing in duty, in allegiance to a cause, to a leader. That he was a soldier, a warrior, battles in the Holy Land against the enemies of God and the intrigues of magicians, travelling side by side with his sword brother Eobar, bound in honour if not blood. Other thoughts came as well, until they suddenly ended in darkness. Eventually Paris Bennett was no more and all that remained was a man who believed with all of his being that he was Bennett du Paris, 12th century crusader who had returned to the land of the living after a long slumber. These thoughts did not come all at once, they came over days as he was interrogated by agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. They knew he was a potential danger to those around him and that he was a mutant. More specifically a mutant who could speak only English but began claiming to have been a French knight who had who had battled the enemies of God in the 12th century. That was enough for them to send him to the C.A.G.E., they didn’t want a dangerous mutant running loose.
During his time in the CAGE, the man now known as Bennett du Paris came to see the brutish nature of the human guards. The way many of them enjoyed toying with and torturing those who they had power over, guards who drew amusement from calling him crazy. How they could do anything and it would be overlooked by those who were meant to insure that the treatment of the prisoners was humane. He did meet honest men there in the prison, some guards who were decent people, but they seemed to be a minority, minority which did not possess any influence. Eventually the C.A.G.E. was compromised by the Brotherhood of Mutants and the prisoners fought for freedom. Bennett du Paris fought for his freedom, and that of others.
Eventually when the flying prison crashed to the desert floor he felt a strange sensation as he picked himself up from the floor. In the confusion of mutants regaining their powers and taking their revenge on their jailers or breaking for freedom, Bennett and others escaped the shattered remains of the C.A.G.E. As he made his way towards freedom came across a figure garbed in black and red, shrouded in a flowing cape and wearing an obscuring helm. The voices he was hearing were telling him that this was Magneto, this was a champion, a leader, a saviour, the one who had freed him from his imprisonment. Once the fray had ended he presented himself to the man who had orchestrated this breakout. He pledged himself to whatever cause was set before him, to be loyal Magneto and those who followed him, and to follow any order given to him, never flinching, never questioning.
As he was brought into the fold of the Brotherhood he came to understand that virtually all of its members had taken up new names. Names which signified that they were mutants, that they were apart from their oppressors. Bennett knew that it was his duty to follow their example. Thus he became Exodus SAMPLE RP POST:
They chattered and flitted about, not caring about the pain and degradation around them. . Perhaps calling a city a concrete jungle is fitting. The people below acted based on a desire to serve their own ends, driving themselves towards sense of self fulfillment distorted by their selfish tendencies. Fulfilling their base desires regardless of the possible consequences. Men and woman only concerned with gaining money and other forms of material wealth, not caring about how they impacted the less fortunate. This was how Exodus perceived the city, from a rooftop he could see the many humans flittering about, and through the powers granted to him by fate he could hear their voices. The voices which they could not distort or hide, whispering in his mind.
They swarmed over him these voices, blending together to the point where he was unable to pick out one from amongst the others. Overlapping, never ending, and giving him brief insight into desires and motivations. He has been told that what he hears in his minds are the surface thoughts of those around him, glimpses into their mind. Exodus does not care for what he finds. He hears things which support his negative views on humanity, brief snippets which stand out against the background noise.
There, one man crossing the street, he’s thinking about how he managed to cheat a customer today. Inside a car speeding, a mother who hopes that the father of her child won’t notice the bruises she left on their infant son when she struck him in frustration earlier. It was disheartening, mans cruelty to man.
“How can we expect them to accept mutantkind when they can’t even coexist amongst themselves?” Exodus mused. He hated having to spend so much time exposed to their thoughts but it was a necessity. If he did not gather enough psychic emanations then his powers would wane and that was not acceptable. Without his powers he could not hope to protect his brother and sister mutants from the far reaching grasp of S.H.I.E.L.D. and other instruments of oppression.
Deciding that he had garnered enough energy and that he had no need to subject himself to the insanity which was human society Exodus moved to leave. Wreathing himself in a telekinetic field he descended into a side alley as quickly and silently as his developing control over his powers permitted. Releasing his telekinetic shell he began walking out amongst the throng of people who filled the street, trying to avoid drowning in the sea of thoughts.