Name :: Desmond Du Blanc
Super Hero Code Name :: Fixer
Age :: 26
Height :: 5’6”
Species :: Human
Gender :: Male
Personality :: Desmond isn’t exactly what you would call shy; he’s capable of holding a conversation with someone he doesn’t know, but when it comes to people he’s attracted to he’s almost entirely mute. He’ll stutter, blush, and usually withdraw physically. In general, he’s just a very self-conscious and introverted individual.
When it comes to his work, however, he’s entirely in his element—be that flying a ship, optimizing a computer system for a business, or making a soufflé. If the job he has to work includes a super hero team-up, he gets right to brass tacks regardless of the stress involved. If you get him talking about something he knows a bit about it’s entirely possible to keep him going for a while.
Appearance :: Short shaggy brown hair that falls just below his ears, perpetually in a mess and never seeming to tame; it’s nigh impossible to keep it out of his eyes. When the humidity is high enough it’ll even curl at the tail ends. His eyes are pale green with bits of dull yellow in them; thick lashes give him an almost boyish look—young and inexperienced despite evidence to the contrary.
He usually wears a white dress shirt rolled up at the sleeves, a long tie, and a black vest, especially when he’s working; it’s best to keep his look semi-professional when he’s not sure what the job requires. Brown, worn-with-wear knee-high boots that lace up with dark blue jeans and a brown belt compliment the ensemble. He’s always got an array of pouches with tools on his hips and lower back attached to the belt. Goggles are permanently affixed to his head; they help him do his work, whatever the job is, fully capable of seeing through walls and pulling up tutorials and manuals off the web for him to use at a moment’s notice. Headphones hang about his neck for either listening to music or to the tutorials; they also double as a communication device—Bluetooth for his phone on a secure connection for jobs and other delicate information. A brown leather shoulder holster keeps two semi-automatic snub-nosed handguns of his own creation (for which he’s licensed to carry in the open). He doesn’t have to use them often, but it’s best to have back-up in his line of work.
History :: Desmond was born in Hollywood, California. His parents were both accomplished actors who dabbled in all modes of television, movies, and mass media—becoming world renowned. He was doted on frequently and lavished to the point that he could want for nothing else. This didn’t turn him into a brat, but it did create with him a reliance on his mother and father. They never forced him to do anything he didn’t really want to do or make him face the things he feared facing. Instead they coddled him, praised him, and adored him. He was their only child, after all; his mother wept through five miscarriages before finally successfully carrying Desmond. He barely tolerated private school, the brunt of a number of bullies despite his parent’s popularity. He was too different and not nearly outgoing enough. At home he preferred to tinker and build things. If anything ever broke in his parent’s home he often fixed it long before the handyman showed up. Though, there were times he broke things on purpose just to ask the visiting mechanic a few questions.
When he graduated high school he wasn’t sure what to do. He did go to college for a while, but eventually dropped out—bored. Soon enough he sought his own path despite his parent’s protests and moved to Las Ballenas. There he took temp jobs, most of them rudimentary and silly. Some required him to bar tend, others that babysit. But, each new experience brought him something new and interesting to do. Eventually he got a few simple tasks for the super heroic groups who’d heard about his ability to take to any task with ease. He still does the simple jobs, of course; though, there are times when he’s glad to get something more complicated—like defusing a bomb that could take out a city block.
His parents set up an account for him with money despite his protests, but he rarely ever touches it as he tries to work through not relying on them quite so much. Still, there are times when rent comes due and he’s a little low on funds. Mostly, he’d just like to be his own man and quit worrying them so much, quit allowing them to see him as the scared little boy who needs them all too much.
Powers/Weapons/Skills :: Desmond is a jack of all trades: a mechanic, a pilot, a chef, and delivery boy... you name it, he’ll do it. He’s basically a professional temp. Once he sees something, is taught something, he learns it for life. He has a photographic memory and can recall just about anything that has ever happened to him.
Possible Theme Songs ::
Sometimes I feel like a girl~... sometimes I don't~
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