The Ghost

Subject Facts

Full Name: Unknown

Codename: The Ghost

Age: 40's/50's

Gender: Male

Archetype: Rogue

Aliases: John Doe

Marital Status: Single

Affiliation: The Thunderbolts

Subject Attributes

Superhuman Abilities: None



Standard Abilities: Ghost is an expert hacker and inventor, as well as being skilled in subterfuge and ambush tactics. He's also not a bad shot with a pistol. He is also quite intelligent to the point of being able to deduce that the team was being attacked by an imposter Zemo faking the attack on their teammates.



Paraphernalia:



Ghost Suit: Ghost's battlesuit allows him to float in the air, as well as the ability to go invisible or intangible, but not both at once. He is also capable of phasing into machines to control them from inside as seen with Iron Man and Mach VI's armors. His suit also comprises of various devices that allow him to hack into any electronical devices in his general vacinity, as well as tamper or silence electromagnetic signals. He can also extend his invisibility/intangibility to anything he is holding at the time. It also contains scanners, sensors, night vision, and thermal vision. It also protects him from contaminents such as hazerdous waste and radiation.



Weaponry: Ghost has a pair of specially designed pistols that can shoot out bursts of electricity or concussive force, as well as utilizing a varying array of small marble sized grenades that can vary from explosive to incindiary.



Subject Weaknesses:



otherworldy and mystical weaponry such as Asgaurdian weaponry are capable to effecting Ghost even in his intangible state



in order to fire his guns or unleash his grenades Ghost must become tangible, leaving an oppening for attack



an EMP device or pulse could theoretically leave Ghost's suit disabled.



Corrupted Mind: Ghost's fractured and scattered psyche leads to him sometimes giving up on a conflict to chase after another target, or believing a target dead when they had merely escaped.



Ghost tends to not fare well in direct conflicts, preferring to utilize hit and run or ambush tactics.



Unhygenic: Ghost tends to not shower unless forcibly hosed off by prison guards, thus is very off putting to others.



Paranoid Crackpot: Be it right or wrong, there are millions of conspiracies and puzzles floating around Ghost's psyche, meaning he can easily be swayed by insane logic and often distrusts friend and enemy alike

Subject History

The man who would later be known as Ghost started out as a lowly IT employee in an up and coming corporation, having developed a type of microchip known as "Ghostech" that instead of overheating would go intangible in order to continue functioning. Quickly becoming the golden boy of the company with his inventions, Ghost would become an obsessive workaholic lining the pockets of his malicious bosses. Deciding to take a vacation one day, Ghost would suddenly be enthralled into a relationship with a fellow coworker that convinced him to give up his vacation plans. In a happily loving relationship with this employee, Ghost would be distraught to find out that she had died in a gas explosion in her home. Sinking depressively into his work once more, Ghost would hook his mind up into the company's systems as a way of working more efficiently than before. However this had the unintended effect of allowing Ghost access into their secure files where a horrifying truth was discovered...



his girlfriend had actually been paid off by the company to seduce Ghost into giving up his plans, and dedicating all his free time to the company. She had attempted to blackmail her employers into a bigger payoff, only for them to hire a hitman to kill her instead. Shocked at this news, Ghost attempted to pack and flee, but the hitman would get there first, his employers having been alerted to Ghost's snooping through their systems. Ghost's apartment would be set to explode like his late lover's, and several other innocent apartments caught in the crossfire. Ghost however would survive, the ghost tech in his body having overheated from the explosion and phased him to safety. What was left of that man died however, and The Ghost was born, killing the hitman and all his former employers before removing any trace of his former identity from the world.



Following several clashes with the armored avenger Iron Man and his corporate machinations, Ghost would be drafted into Norman Osborn's corrupt Thunderbolts strike force. What Norman didn't realize however, was that Ghost used this as an opportunity to take down Osborn from within, leaking info to Natasha Romanov and S.H.I.E.L.D while helping Widow escape when her cover was blown. This admirable action was enough to convince Luke Cage to give Ghost another chance in his own incarnation of The Thunderbolts, Ghost aiding the team in several missions and saving the lives of Moonstone, Songbird, Juggernaut, and Man-Thing from the tyrannical Hyperion, before allowing his teammates to finish up the mad metahuman. Ghost would eventually attempt an escape alongside Juggernaut and Crossbones, being warped to a strange dimension from his device rather than another varient of earth as planned. Quickly followed by Captain America, Luke Cage, and Iron Man, Ghost would battle Tony once more only to find that Tony's company had downsized into a humble business, calming down the paranoid Ghost who surrendered himself back to jail. Ghost would later get roped up in a time traveling escapade with some members of the Thunderbolts B team, finally arriving back in the present and drifting off to freedom.

Subject Interview

Richard Titch. CEO. Self made businessman. Or so he claims. They never were. So many threads and cables, interwoven and strung from false front to mindless puppet. CEO was just another word for overlord. An oppresser of the weak willed and vulnerable. Lining their pockets and forming alliances with the shadowpact molding the world into their own image.



The lies. The deceit. The treachery. It was the same. It was always the same. So many parasites had festered during his blind crusade against Stark. Perhaps that was his plan all along. To focus all the attention on himself, allowing his followers to fester and expand into an expansive army.



No longer.



The explosives were already set, meticulously placed all along the foundations of each floor. This monument to corruption and sin would no longer stand. The people would be free of it's blinding embrace. From being herded to their own demise.



Silently, he floated up through the flooring of the Richard's office, phasing through the floor as if nothing more than an illusion. Spindley fingers reached out, grasping the man by the face and pulling him back.



His screams did nothing, his cameras and comms were all offline. Ghost made sure of that. He briefly considered just floating outwards, letting go and dropping Titch until he was a red splatter upon the ground....No. He had to make a statement. Be more poetic. His thoughts were intruded by the false prophet's incessent screaming.



"No! NO PLEASE! I've got money! I-I can pay you whatever you want! O-Or whatever! J-Just please! Let me Go!!!" Pleaded Titch, staring deep into the cold, blank lenses lining Ghost's mask.



"You cannot lure me into your promises of debeauchery and sin Mr. Titch. Your victims scream your name from beyond the grave, they demand justice. Your tangled web of lies ends here." Came a raspy, chilling voice as Ghost floated towards the thick concrete flooring seperating the company bigwigs from the toiling office workers below.



AAAAAAAAAAAAUUUUUUUGGGGGGHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!



Came a horrified wail of fear and anguish, echoing through the building as the employees all looked around in fear, before more shrieks as that gaze turned upwards.



The mangled corpse of Richard Titch lay embedded into the concrete above, dripping blood like a leaky faucet as his body was dangled halfway through the flooring. His tortured expression fused with the concrete, the flooring jutting through his length as if bisected in half. Floating down once more, Ghost looked over the terrified masses.



"Your slaver is deceased. Make haste, this tomb to corporate greed and corruption shall be toppled alongside his regime...You have no loyalty obligated to this man's dark desires. Now GO." Hissed Ghost, the screams fading and emptying out as they evacuated.



Pulling out a detonator, Ghost initiated the explosives, merely phasing through each layer of rubble that came crashing down into the crater that used to be Richard Titch's maniacal machanisms.



Merely one of many. Corporate corruption was a plague spread wide and thin....But what is time to a Ghost. Their reckoning would come soon enough.

Author's Notes

Player Alias:  Croc/Porcupine2099



Other Characters: Janice Lincoln/Beetle, Andi Benton/Scream, Quentin Beck/Mysterio



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