Post by Doctor Strange on Jun 25, 2006 21:19:24 GMT -5
Name: Dr. Stephen V. Strange, M.D.
Alias: Doctor Strange
Age: 35
Gender: Male
Side: Anti-Registration
Appearance:
Height: 6'2"
Weight: 180 lbs.
Eye Colour: Blue-gray
Hair Colour: Black with white temples
Mutation/Powers:
Dr. Strange is the Sorcerer Supreme of the Earth dimension; he has unparalleled mastery of the mystic arts, which he uses to defend his reality from otherworldly threats; his primary magical patrons are a group of entities known as "the Vishanti." The Vishanti are a trinity of godly beings comprised of Agamotto, Hoggoth, and Oshtur. Although he has, on rare occasions, called upon the power of the demon Dormammu, he no longer does so. He holds an M.D. in neurosurgery, although his ability to perform such delicate tasks has been compromised due to his accident. Stephen is also an accomplished martial artist.
Dr. Strange's powers are all magical and take several forms. Several main manifestations include:
Personal abilities. As a result of his mystic training, Stephen is capable of a great many abilities such as astral projection, telepathy, hypnotism etc. These are put in a separate category because he seems to perform these functions as a telepath would, not needing to manipulate magic to do it. These abilities can be amplified by mystic energy (as against Moondragon) and/or the Eye of Agamotto (done countless times) to afford Stephen incredibly powerful psychic abilities.
Universal sources. By manipulating the ambient mystical energy of the universe, Dr. Strange can perform a great many functions. Commonly this is seen as mystic bolts, transmutation, telekinesis, standard shields, etc. He can also use this mystical energy to cast spells of a near infinite variety. These spells seem to be quicker to perform but lesser in power than spells using divine energy.
The canon suggests that virtually every human is capable of learning and harnessing magic — considered simply a form of energy in the Marvel universe — through training; however each person has a different potential. The Ancient One saw in Stephen an incredible potential, quite likely the greatest on Earth.
Divine sources. Dr. Strange can channel energy from countless mystical beings in countless dimensions to empower his spells. This can take the form of standard spells ("Crimson Bands of Cyttorak") or just stating what he wants to occur and channeling some being to make it happen. It is unknown at this time what debt, if any, he incurs by invoking the powers that be. There is no quid pro quo, though some entities will feel he is obliged to heed their call when they need help in their conflicts as did the Vishanti.
By sheer force of will "take" the power of another entity. This does not require the use of a spell. He used this ability against Arioch and Shuma-Gorath during the Strange Tales Volume 2 run. The fact that Stephen can do this is a testament to his incredible will-power and strength of mind. This is considered black magic and as such he rarely employs this. Also when taking the powers of celestial entities he absorbs the mind and assumes their duties and roles in the dimension in which they exist. If his will falters, he can lose all sense of self.
History/Background:
Stephen Strange was the eldest child of Eugene and Beverly Strange, then vacationing in Philadelphia. Two years later, Stephen's sister Donna was born at the family's Nebraska farm. At age eight, Strange was beset by demons controlled by apprentice sorcerer Karl Mordo, but was rescued by Mordo's mentor, the Ancient One, a millennia-old sorcerer who protected the Earth dimension as its Sorcerer Supreme, a role Strange was destined to inherit. At age eleven, a year or two after his brother Victor's birth, Strange aided an injured Donna, the experience inspiring him to pursue a medical career.
After high school, Strange entered pre-med at a New York college. Later, home on vacation for his nineteenth birthday, Strange went swimming with Donna, who suffered a cramp and drowned. Finding her body after a desperate search, Strange felt a sense of personal failure that eroded his medical idealism. After earning his medical degree in record time, he entered a five-year residency at New York Hospital, where his rapid success made him arrogant. When his mother Beverly died near the end of his residency, a bereaved Strange grew distant from his work. His talent was unaffected, though, and he became a wealthy, celebrated neurosurgeon before he turned thirty. His egotism made him cold and callous, interested only in high fees. He saved the life of injured United Nations translator, Madeleine Revell; following a romance and proposal, she left him due to his increasingly materialist nature. Two years after Beverly's death, her husband Eugene fell ill; unable to face another family death, Stephen refused to visit his deathbed. A few days later, an outraged Victor berated Stephen for his apparent lack of grief, then rushed from Strange's apartment into the path of an oncoming car. Blaming himself, Strange placed Victor's body in cold storage, half-hoping that future breakthroughs could revive him.
Strange was in a car accident that severely damaged the nerves in his hands, ending his surgical career. Too vain to accept positions as a consultant or assistant, Strange sought a cure and pursued every available treatment, legitimate or not, soon depleting his fortune; in months he was reduced to a derelict, performing shady medical procedures that barely paid his bar tabs. After hearing rumors of the mystical Ancient One, a desperate Strange pawned his last possessions for a ticket to the East and found the Ancient One's Tibetan palace. At first annoyed when the Ancient One refused to cure him, Strange was later astonished to see the sorcerer attacked by mystic forces. Upon learning that the Ancient One was Earth's magical defender and that the attack on him came from his pupil Mordo, Strange tried to warn him, but Mordo mystically prevented Strange from doing so. For the sake of the Ancient One and the world, Strange acted unselfishly for the first time in years, vowing to learn magic himself so he could counter Mordo and his ilk. He offered himself as a disciple to the Ancient One, who accepted, having known of Mordo's treachery all along. The Ancient One spent years instructing Strange in the art of sorcery, teaching him how to tap the innate mystic powers of both himself and the world around him, as well as how to invoke the power of awesome entities, or Principalities, who resided in their own realms, most notably the three benign beings known as the Vishanti. A few years after Strange's arrival, Mordo left to seek greater power, and would often clash with Strange in the future. Strange's guilt over his earlier mistakes weighed heavily upon him over the years, and not all of his early recollections can be trusted.
Strange returned to America, becoming a mystic consultant in New York's Greenwich Village. He was joined by Wong, the descendant of a line that had served the Ancient One for centuries, who became his servant and friend. Strange's earliest foes included the demonic Bottle Imp; a nightmarish manifestation of the entity KhLTg; and the demon Nightmare, who preyed upon humanity's dreams and became one of Strange's bitterest enemies. Developing a mysterious reputation like the Ancient One before him, Strange became an occasional consultant to local and even federal authorities.
Sample Post:
Fire engines drove around the smoking remains of the hangar, with ambulances and unmarked black cars also on the scene - standard procedure, of course.
"Get that wing outta' there!" General Thaddeus "Thunderbolt" Ross pointed to the remains of an experimental plane and then threw his arm out towards the "cleaning" trucks that had arrived on the scene. "Christ. 500 million dollars and Chitauri technology that we'll NEVER HAVE ACCESS TO AGAIN." Out of anger, the general kicked the tire on the Hummer next to him. Unfortunately, the only thing that was hurt was his foot, causing him to yelp and hold the injured foot. As he hopped around on one foot, a soldier approached him.
"General, your guest is here."
A black Lincoln Town Car drove up to the scene, stopping next to an ambulance. A federal agent, dressed in a black suit and matching sunglasses, exited the driver's seat and proceeded to open the back door of the car. A pair of black and white sneakers stepped out onto the gravel, with a leg dressed in black slacks also being revealed. The figure that the leg belonged to finally showed himself as he closed the door of the car behind him. A buttoned-up black shirt was worn underneath a red suit vest, with a crimson trench coat finishing off his attire.
"Doctor Strange." General Ross had approached the car and now he offered his hand to the doctor. He took it in his own and firmly shook it.
"General." Stephen surveyed the hangar - or what remained of it. "I thought Area 51 didn't exist. Nellis is just an Air Force base."
"You of all people should know not to take things at face value, doctor." Stephen believed he saw a hint of a smile on the general's stone face.
"General, if this is about extraterrestrials, I think Captain Marvel would be a better--"
"Aliens aren't the only thing we have here. Area 51 is a general repository and laboratory for all things that the general public isn't ready for. Aliens, viruses, technology."
"And vampires." Stephen crouched down near a pile of ashes that had seemed to remain together in spite of the explosion. He picked up a pinch of the ashes between his index finger and thumb and rubbed them. "They're supposed to be near extinction for a reason."
"This is above me, son. Fanged creatures of the night...I don't like to think about them. Dr. Richards of the Baxter Building requested they be contained here."
"Then this Dr. Richards and I should have a talk." He extended a hand to the general and shook his hand once more. "Good day, General Ross." The doctor took off into the air, flying up into the clouds.
A soldier approached General Ross. "Dr. Strange is just a regular guy, general. I thought he was just one of those 1-800 psychics."
"Yeah, and Nellis Air Force Base is just a hangar for planes."
Alias: Doctor Strange
Age: 35
Gender: Male
Side: Anti-Registration
Appearance:
Height: 6'2"
Weight: 180 lbs.
Eye Colour: Blue-gray
Hair Colour: Black with white temples
Mutation/Powers:
Dr. Strange is the Sorcerer Supreme of the Earth dimension; he has unparalleled mastery of the mystic arts, which he uses to defend his reality from otherworldly threats; his primary magical patrons are a group of entities known as "the Vishanti." The Vishanti are a trinity of godly beings comprised of Agamotto, Hoggoth, and Oshtur. Although he has, on rare occasions, called upon the power of the demon Dormammu, he no longer does so. He holds an M.D. in neurosurgery, although his ability to perform such delicate tasks has been compromised due to his accident. Stephen is also an accomplished martial artist.
Dr. Strange's powers are all magical and take several forms. Several main manifestations include:
Personal abilities. As a result of his mystic training, Stephen is capable of a great many abilities such as astral projection, telepathy, hypnotism etc. These are put in a separate category because he seems to perform these functions as a telepath would, not needing to manipulate magic to do it. These abilities can be amplified by mystic energy (as against Moondragon) and/or the Eye of Agamotto (done countless times) to afford Stephen incredibly powerful psychic abilities.
Universal sources. By manipulating the ambient mystical energy of the universe, Dr. Strange can perform a great many functions. Commonly this is seen as mystic bolts, transmutation, telekinesis, standard shields, etc. He can also use this mystical energy to cast spells of a near infinite variety. These spells seem to be quicker to perform but lesser in power than spells using divine energy.
The canon suggests that virtually every human is capable of learning and harnessing magic — considered simply a form of energy in the Marvel universe — through training; however each person has a different potential. The Ancient One saw in Stephen an incredible potential, quite likely the greatest on Earth.
Divine sources. Dr. Strange can channel energy from countless mystical beings in countless dimensions to empower his spells. This can take the form of standard spells ("Crimson Bands of Cyttorak") or just stating what he wants to occur and channeling some being to make it happen. It is unknown at this time what debt, if any, he incurs by invoking the powers that be. There is no quid pro quo, though some entities will feel he is obliged to heed their call when they need help in their conflicts as did the Vishanti.
By sheer force of will "take" the power of another entity. This does not require the use of a spell. He used this ability against Arioch and Shuma-Gorath during the Strange Tales Volume 2 run. The fact that Stephen can do this is a testament to his incredible will-power and strength of mind. This is considered black magic and as such he rarely employs this. Also when taking the powers of celestial entities he absorbs the mind and assumes their duties and roles in the dimension in which they exist. If his will falters, he can lose all sense of self.
History/Background:
Stephen Strange was the eldest child of Eugene and Beverly Strange, then vacationing in Philadelphia. Two years later, Stephen's sister Donna was born at the family's Nebraska farm. At age eight, Strange was beset by demons controlled by apprentice sorcerer Karl Mordo, but was rescued by Mordo's mentor, the Ancient One, a millennia-old sorcerer who protected the Earth dimension as its Sorcerer Supreme, a role Strange was destined to inherit. At age eleven, a year or two after his brother Victor's birth, Strange aided an injured Donna, the experience inspiring him to pursue a medical career.
After high school, Strange entered pre-med at a New York college. Later, home on vacation for his nineteenth birthday, Strange went swimming with Donna, who suffered a cramp and drowned. Finding her body after a desperate search, Strange felt a sense of personal failure that eroded his medical idealism. After earning his medical degree in record time, he entered a five-year residency at New York Hospital, where his rapid success made him arrogant. When his mother Beverly died near the end of his residency, a bereaved Strange grew distant from his work. His talent was unaffected, though, and he became a wealthy, celebrated neurosurgeon before he turned thirty. His egotism made him cold and callous, interested only in high fees. He saved the life of injured United Nations translator, Madeleine Revell; following a romance and proposal, she left him due to his increasingly materialist nature. Two years after Beverly's death, her husband Eugene fell ill; unable to face another family death, Stephen refused to visit his deathbed. A few days later, an outraged Victor berated Stephen for his apparent lack of grief, then rushed from Strange's apartment into the path of an oncoming car. Blaming himself, Strange placed Victor's body in cold storage, half-hoping that future breakthroughs could revive him.
Strange was in a car accident that severely damaged the nerves in his hands, ending his surgical career. Too vain to accept positions as a consultant or assistant, Strange sought a cure and pursued every available treatment, legitimate or not, soon depleting his fortune; in months he was reduced to a derelict, performing shady medical procedures that barely paid his bar tabs. After hearing rumors of the mystical Ancient One, a desperate Strange pawned his last possessions for a ticket to the East and found the Ancient One's Tibetan palace. At first annoyed when the Ancient One refused to cure him, Strange was later astonished to see the sorcerer attacked by mystic forces. Upon learning that the Ancient One was Earth's magical defender and that the attack on him came from his pupil Mordo, Strange tried to warn him, but Mordo mystically prevented Strange from doing so. For the sake of the Ancient One and the world, Strange acted unselfishly for the first time in years, vowing to learn magic himself so he could counter Mordo and his ilk. He offered himself as a disciple to the Ancient One, who accepted, having known of Mordo's treachery all along. The Ancient One spent years instructing Strange in the art of sorcery, teaching him how to tap the innate mystic powers of both himself and the world around him, as well as how to invoke the power of awesome entities, or Principalities, who resided in their own realms, most notably the three benign beings known as the Vishanti. A few years after Strange's arrival, Mordo left to seek greater power, and would often clash with Strange in the future. Strange's guilt over his earlier mistakes weighed heavily upon him over the years, and not all of his early recollections can be trusted.
Strange returned to America, becoming a mystic consultant in New York's Greenwich Village. He was joined by Wong, the descendant of a line that had served the Ancient One for centuries, who became his servant and friend. Strange's earliest foes included the demonic Bottle Imp; a nightmarish manifestation of the entity KhLTg; and the demon Nightmare, who preyed upon humanity's dreams and became one of Strange's bitterest enemies. Developing a mysterious reputation like the Ancient One before him, Strange became an occasional consultant to local and even federal authorities.
Sample Post:
Fire engines drove around the smoking remains of the hangar, with ambulances and unmarked black cars also on the scene - standard procedure, of course.
"Get that wing outta' there!" General Thaddeus "Thunderbolt" Ross pointed to the remains of an experimental plane and then threw his arm out towards the "cleaning" trucks that had arrived on the scene. "Christ. 500 million dollars and Chitauri technology that we'll NEVER HAVE ACCESS TO AGAIN." Out of anger, the general kicked the tire on the Hummer next to him. Unfortunately, the only thing that was hurt was his foot, causing him to yelp and hold the injured foot. As he hopped around on one foot, a soldier approached him.
"General, your guest is here."
A black Lincoln Town Car drove up to the scene, stopping next to an ambulance. A federal agent, dressed in a black suit and matching sunglasses, exited the driver's seat and proceeded to open the back door of the car. A pair of black and white sneakers stepped out onto the gravel, with a leg dressed in black slacks also being revealed. The figure that the leg belonged to finally showed himself as he closed the door of the car behind him. A buttoned-up black shirt was worn underneath a red suit vest, with a crimson trench coat finishing off his attire.
"Doctor Strange." General Ross had approached the car and now he offered his hand to the doctor. He took it in his own and firmly shook it.
"General." Stephen surveyed the hangar - or what remained of it. "I thought Area 51 didn't exist. Nellis is just an Air Force base."
"You of all people should know not to take things at face value, doctor." Stephen believed he saw a hint of a smile on the general's stone face.
"General, if this is about extraterrestrials, I think Captain Marvel would be a better--"
"Aliens aren't the only thing we have here. Area 51 is a general repository and laboratory for all things that the general public isn't ready for. Aliens, viruses, technology."
"And vampires." Stephen crouched down near a pile of ashes that had seemed to remain together in spite of the explosion. He picked up a pinch of the ashes between his index finger and thumb and rubbed them. "They're supposed to be near extinction for a reason."
"This is above me, son. Fanged creatures of the night...I don't like to think about them. Dr. Richards of the Baxter Building requested they be contained here."
"Then this Dr. Richards and I should have a talk." He extended a hand to the general and shook his hand once more. "Good day, General Ross." The doctor took off into the air, flying up into the clouds.
A soldier approached General Ross. "Dr. Strange is just a regular guy, general. I thought he was just one of those 1-800 psychics."
"Yeah, and Nellis Air Force Base is just a hangar for planes."
