<div class="floatright">(http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e149/macross_green/Game%20Images/OddCharacters/973799e9-a371-4dd5-a4f4-c75b8c0f8379_zps580fc50b.jpg)</div><strong>Player:</strong>Arlyn<br/><strong>Name:</strong>Mihara Isao<br/><strong>Codename:</strong>(Undecided)<br/><strong>Age:</strong>16<br/><strong>Height:</strong>5'8"<br/><strong>Weight:</strong>145lbs<br/><strong>Appearance:</strong>A light tan, somewhat brown/red-colored hair kept cut short.  Has a long scar on his back, drawing downward in a diagonal direction from his left sholder to his right side as a result of a whip laced with acid that ate away at the flesh there, forcing his body to heal only after the dead flesh and the acid had been flushed off.  It is of a lighter color than the rest of his body.  He's slim, more for running or swimming than weight lifting, and his build reflects such training.  His eyes are blue, though in certain lighting they can appear green- an odd thing that has been mentioned more than a few times throughout his life.<br/><br/>(I have the damnedest time finding something that isn't anime-based.  Any help would be appreciated in this regard, but for now, he'll do.)<br/><br/><strong>Powers:</strong><ul class="bbc_list"><li>Moderate Regeneration (can regenerate a limb within a week kinda-strength).  Gasses and poisons can take up to three times as long to affect him as normal, and he is rarely sick unless it is a very serious illness or disease.</li><li>Photographic memory, though he requires several seconds to look at something in order to memorize over a long period of time.  A glance is enough to give a detailed record within twelve hours, with deteriorating recollection afterward.</li><li>Heightened reflexes- due to where his brain had been struck by a bullet, the regeneration of that part of his mind also activated those neurons as well, granting him quicker reflexes that have been tested at around three times faster than the average human.</li></ul><br/><strong>Skills:</strong>Currently a black belt in Karate and learning Aikido (basically a purple belt, if one were to rank him).  A smattering of Judo knowledge from when he was a child before he focused on Karate rounts out his hand-to-hand combat capabilities, though is not quite everything.<br/><br/>A few years of being on the baseball team gave him quite the swing (perhaps not much of a skill, but it has been useful at times).  Along with his tendency to run, bike, swim, or jog, this has also helped provide him a decent quickness on his feet.<br/><br/>Thanks to his mother, he can read and speak Japanese as fluently as he can do the same in English.<br/><br/><strong>Equipment:</strong>Typically carries with him a baseball bat when he's out and about- he has a small selection at home to choose from, whether they be metal or wood in construction.  Other than that, he has a fair amount of equipment to help him in his attempts to be a hero, though most have to do with trapping or ensnaring others.  Other than the bat, his main offensive weapons include throwing weapons (typically bolas and caltrops, things that are easy to carry and don't take much space in pockets).  As he's just starting out, he doesn't exactly have access to stuff that the more veteran heroes do (not even close).<br/><br/><strong>Weaknesses:</strong>The human condition.  As a human, he's got pretty much all the standard weaknesses that comes with being human, minus that which his regeneration can handle.  However, he must actually be able to breathe in order to regenerate, and corrosive acids negate his ability to heal.  In order for his photographic memory to work right, he has to be able to look at something for about 5-8 seconds, uninterrupted.<br/><br/><strong>Backstory:</strong>The typical young man.  Had good grades (other than math, though he was hardly failing those classes), managed to keep up with his homework, had a part-time job... and then disaster struck.  Some thugs that were escaping from superheroes decided to barge into the day care center he was employed at and took the kids, and the caretakers, hostage in an effort to keep themselves from being caught.  Eventually, the heroes that were involved managed to get into the day care and smuggle most of the children out.  But the leader of the thugs caught onto what was happening and before he could be stopped, proceeded to shoot at one of the few remaining kids.<br/><br/>What happened next, as far as Isao knew, was that he woke up in the hospital, with a throbbing headache, roughly forty-eight hours later.  According to the witnesses, he had grabbed the kid and tucked him down just in time, and the bullet that had been fired had gone into his head before the superhero that had seen it could stop it from happening.  Isao fell, the thugs were dealt with, and he was rushed to the hospital.<br/><br/>It wasn't until the bullet that had been lodged in his brain was removed, though how exactly that had been managed wasn't told to him, that his body started to heal quickly.  The wound itself sealed up within hours, and the damage to his brain, well, within 48 hours, which led to his being awake afterward.  Tests upon tests were spent to make certain there was no brain damage, which resulted in the discovery that instead, he had gained far more than they thought he'd lost.  Though his memory before had been good, now it was nearly perfect with his newfound photographic memory, and his reflexes had been enhanced as well.<br/><br/>That was a year ago.  With his better than before reflexes and memory, Isao threw himself through rehab, and into karate and aikido classes.  He became a black belt within the year (after being a brown belt beforehand), and ranked to purple in aikido in the same span of time.  He started creating things to help him out in case things like that happened again, often carrying around a wooden baseball bat on his back.  Eventually, he began scaring off the bullies at school and that led to dealing with younger gangs that had thought to make his neighborhood their turf.  Most of the time, the worst that happened was capturing them with a net for the police to find, or just giving them a rough time 'til they gave up and eventually left his neighborhood alone.  He'd only had to use the baseball bat once, and that was to give himself a breather from the gang that had been trying to wear him down through attrition.