Edgar Tomas Alegría

[Edgar Alegría]

The Basics

Name: Edgar Tomas Alegría
Nicknames: Ed
Age: 38
Orientation: Panromantic
Desired Rank/Job: PUSE member, Attorney (Civil Law)
Powers: N/A
Play By: João Gabriel Vasconcellos

The Details

Hair Color: Black
Eye Color: Brown
Any Piercings? None.
Any Tattoos? Ed has an infinity symbol on the upper left part of his chest.
Any Scars? A jagged scar on his left forearm from surgery as a boy. Also an incision scar from having his appendix removed.
General Appearance: Edgar definitely missed the height train. Standing at 5’9” he is just average, but makes up for his average stature by making the most of it. A runner and skier, Edgar is an active man and his body shows it. He has a serious demeanor, and isn’t caught smiling unless he actually has a reason to.

Edgar has very dark features; light curly black hair and thin almond eyes such a deep brown they almost seem black. He’s also very swarthy, having Spanish ancestry. Thick, curly black hair covers most of his body, growing somewhat thickly on his legs and upper torso.

You can usually catch Edgar in a button down shirt with slacks, sometimes even a tie or suit. He’s a successful man and likes to appear as such, taking great pride in his appearance both physically and materialistically.
Personality: Ed can be a little abrasive at times, but can also be easy going if he truly wants to be. He cares deeply for people and the causes he associates with. He’s a hard worker, and is no stranger to long hours pushing paper. He’s severely loyal and also extremely stubborn with an always right attitude. He refuses to take no for an answer and believes his actions are always, without a doubt, in the best interest of those immediately around him and the world at large in some instances.

Your Vices

Likes: CSPAN, anything news related, anything history related, working, skiing, cooking, running and chess.
Dislikes: Meta-humans, small spaces, needles, arrogance, drama.
Strengths: Loyalty, eagerness, determination
Weaknesses: abrasiveness, stubbornness, overconfidence
Fears: small, tight spaces.
Secret: He’s actually afraid of meta-humans and the power they have and his inability to stop it.

Family Ties

Father: Esteban Alegría
Mother: Rosaria Alegría
Siblings: Marcos Alegría, younger brother
Any Other Important People:N/A Dr. Emerson Cassel - former romantic partner, meta-human
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History

Edgar was born and raised in New York City. His parents both immigrated to the US from Spain, though at different times. His mother arrived as a young girl, just past five while his father didn’t enter the country until he was nearly twenty. Their families knew each other and set the two up despite the difference of nearly six years in age. They dated for a couple of years until Edgar’s mother was eighteen, and then they were wed. Eight months later Edgar arrived, supposedly two months early but miraculously over nine pounds! It was a celebration in the small community of Spanish immigrants; a beautiful, healthy baby boy. Two years later the Alegría family was blessed with a second boy, Marcos, whom Edgar was quite fond of even from an early age.

Edgar had a nice life there in the city amongst his friends and family, who all spoke Spanish when at home, and English when not, so he was raised with a good grasp on both languages. Life there in the city was simple, his summers spent splashing in the open fire hydrants in the streets with friends and relatives, and the school year spent studying hard so he could make a life for himself, or so his parents always told him. “You want to be poor forever?” They would threaten, but Edgar didn’t care about their standing in life. They were surrounded by hand-me-down furniture and he wore clothes that had been on the backs of at least three boys before him, but he was happy. There was always delicious food on the table which was surrounded by loud adults, drinking and telling jokes late into the night.

Though at times difficult, Edgar had a relatively easy life as a boy. He was often picked on at school, but he had a good group of friends who always had his back. That is until he was twelve. While walking home from school, he ended up separating from his friends, walking the rest of the way by himself. Halfway home he ended up taking a few shortcuts through some side streets, which was when he came up against a group of three boys he knew from school. Ezra, Dominic, and Michael had been relentless in their teasing since the day they’d met Edgar and his friends. Now alone with him, the trio decided to take their turns beating him up, but the pain wasn’t what stuck with Edgar. In between punches and kicks, Edgar saw Michael open a mailbox standing four feet away from it, using only his hands to pop the lock, the door swinging open. His dark eyes widened in terror and shock as the other boy was able to open a door without touching it, and he never saw the branch Ezra had picked up and slammed down on his left arm. His bone cracked loudly, falling at an awkward angle after the other boy broke it. Edgar screamed in pain as the boys shoved him into the open mailbox, the last thing he saw being Michael’s hand coming up, the mailbox door slamming shut and locking in place as though the boy had a key.

Edgar sat in there weeping silently in shock after the boys took turns kicking the mailbox, calling out obscenities and finally leaving. His arm was throbbing, no idea how to get out of the hot mailbox, and frightened beyond belief. Finally he gathered his wits about him and began banging on the mailbox for help. Someone passed and ran off to call the police. Forty-five minutes later he was in police custody, brought to the hospital where his arm was operated on and a metal rod placed inside. Though questioned about what happened, Edgar had no idea how to explain that a boy had opened the mailbox without so much as laying a finger on it. He sounded crazy, so he simply said he couldn’t remember how they opened the mailbox. By the time he went back to school Michael had disappeared, leaving the other two boys fearful that they would be next. All Edgar could assume was that they found out it was Michael and hauled him off to Juvie. He hadn’t told, fearing the repercussions if he did.

Edgar changed after that. He became more sullen and reserved, distancing himself from the people around him. He was still kind and sweet, but poured his life into his studies, determined to find out what had happened that day. When he learned about meta-humans a hatred began to burn inside him, a fire filled with fear and anger ready to surface. He would make it his life goal to help rid the world of such violent, disgusting people who could do what they wished simply because they were born a freak. He put himself through law school, focusing mostly on Civil Rights. He devoted his entire world to the fight against Metas, volunteering his time to PUSE for the cause. If he couldn’t get rid of them, he would certainly make their lives more difficult.

Roleplay Example

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What About You?

Name: Pam
Age: The big three oh
Experience: ugh, forever. Twelve-thirteen years?
How Did You Find Us? Ad on a site, can’t remember which now.
Ready To Play? mhm, mhm

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