Victor I. Reynolds

[Victor Reynolds]

Victor I. Reynolds
FACE CLAIM: Colin Donnell
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AGE: 29
GENDER: Male
ORIENTATION: Heterosexual
POSITION: Local

POWER: Fear Augmentation: The ability to heighten or lessen the fear response. Depending on the person and proximatey could lead to a multiple factor increase or decrease. This will cause anxiety, paranoia, fits of anger, and any other response to feeling fear someone might have. On the other end of the spectrum he could calm a person from being afraid. He could deaden their sense of fear to the point that they don't feel it at all practically there for making them very reckless.

LIMITATIONS:
There is a need for some proximatey and line of sight to access the person. This means if he cannot see or touch them at the very least his power does not work. Must be able to see or touch them, if he can do both it allows his greater effect. Farthest distance to establish a connection with a target is 20 feet. For greatest effect he need to grip their head and look into their eyes.

Those with telepathic shielding of course would be immune since he had not had practice punching through such defenses. If they have other psychic powers they are more difficult to affect causing greater strain on him and taking more time. Though an exception to this are empathy they in fact a bit easier to manipulate given their open nature to emotions of those around them. Though unaware of this as he had yet to ever encounter an empath.

He can only initiate the power a few times a day. Making the initial connection to the brain is what causes the most strain and after that maintaining the effect takes a relatively smaller amount of his mind and energy..

SIDE-EFFECTS:
His minds ability to affect the fear center of the brain has left him with a lack of capacity for fear himself. In fact having such an effect that it made him develop psychopathy after his powers manifested. It has also drawn him to enjoy fear in others much like an addiction. Seeing the looks of anguish and terror will make him shudder with glee. If he tries to hit them with his power like most mental abilities he will have nose bleeds and headaches leading to migraines. He can have rather sharp onset if he pushes harder and faster but taking his time helps to mitigate this effect.


Files and recordings were being sorted through by an investigator to the Kallispell based private military contractor Helios. Looking into Victor I. Reynolds to determine his viability in the organization. First up with the last physical examination he had submitted to and other medical files. Was listed as black hair, six feet tall, blue eyes. He has a two other documented physical markers to his body which are a scar on the underside of his left upper arm. The result of a child hood injury where he slipped and fell down onto a piece of metal that jutted out of the ground. A burn scar of some sort on his lower right side of his abdomen the size of a baseball. There is no listed cause of this particular mark.

Next pouring through psychiatric reviews now determining that the man was of sound body. This was the part that flunked more than a few perspective soldiers. Not that it was about ethics as much as stability. The man brushed through the papers and saw how they had common reference to personality issues across many shrinks. Stating narcissistic and sadistic tendencies of course that was shortly before they all usually started adding notes about something frightening. One stated The clown is not there the clown is not there....then there were droplets of blood on the piece of paper.

Then came work history which was not skimpy in the bulk of it. There were a number of files the company's sources in the DOD, CIA and Armed Services got a hold of. Just most of them were redacted so much you could not make heads or tails of what happened. His previous work history had him out of Langley, Virginia for the last 7 years but not stating where or his position. There was a thumb drive with a video file on it was in a case marked for a militia group that was taken down three years ago. The inquisitor took it and plugged it into his computer to watch it.

It showed a man grizzled man who looked to be about in his mid to late 30's. He was big burly and tough. He was cuffed to a table with a chair restraint. The man looked very beat up with bruising evident on his arms and face with some bleeding from the mouth. Then in came Victor into the room with a smile on his face "Well hello there pretty boy." the big man taunted. Victor didn't say anything as he sat across from the man just staring into his eyes "You know we may have knocked your head in some but we know your type big dumb silent and resistant to torture. Now normally we dont get involved in your types of situations but the weapons you have been buying are from a middle east source did you know that?" They remained this way for a few minutes with the man strapped down taunting him "No the man we dealt with was a Brit so shows how little you know."

Victor slid an open file over "Oh? You mean this man? And he is South African you twit." The man laughed "Hey I don't care he had a sissy accent one way or the other." Victor rubbed his temples "You moron you realize you have been funding terrorists with your purchases? Did you know you are killing Americans with this grab for assault weapons?" The mans face while stoic and haughty at worse was flickering small signs of distress "Well.....no NO! That's not true. We are just Americans who want to exercise our rights." his voice started out soft and unsure but then snapped back to anger and certainty.

Victor looked straight at the man with a smile "Well then I am going to ask again why don't you give us the location of the munitions hold you and your little 'militia' have and you can be a true patriotic American." The man reared back and spit in Victor's face, Victor pulled out a tissue and wiped it away "Oh the old spit take. I am sure that will come in handy in prison." he nodded. "So now tell me what I want to know before I get the pliers and rip each of those pretty little nails out one by one."


The guy seemed to laugh off the line softly then started to look a bit worried now "What? You g..guys wouldn't do that now..." Victor laughed "Then after I am done there and your toys and fingers are throbbing in pain. Oh well those teeth got to go I think hmmm. Yes indeed I believe they do." Victor said in a cold voice that raised in tension in the last sentence. "Wouldn't want you to be able to have you the ability to bite down for the poor boys behind bars now." Victor stood up now and walked on over and grabbed the mans hand and starred him in the eyes "So what's it going to be give up and help us catch the bad terrorist that you have been helping or do we spent an afternoon with you in a lot A LOT of pain?"

The man was trying this best to pull back from Victor and pulled his head back "Get off me. Y'all havn't even given me a phone call. I want a lawyers." Victor laughed "You think you get a lawyer with being here like this and what we already done? How would you like to be known as a terrorist the reason so many people and be locked away being made some Jihadist's bitch down in Guantanamo hmm? Which sounds better? Cause I am fine either way you just make it a bit harder to find him and make life much much more difficult for yourself."

The big burly man was slightly shaken looking at Victor sweating slowly trembling "I don't deserve to go down there with those people why would you send me there. I aint no terrorist I keep telling you, I believe in keeping America safe from the government. Pe...people cant trust the government cause of people like y...you..." Then out of Victor's pocket came pliers as he used them to grip the index finger nail of his right hand. "Last chance before I start pulling..."

This is the point where investigator hit mute as Victor did pull one of the nails out making the 'victim' obviously start to scream and flail as be he could. Then Victor kept whispering into his ear till the right middle fingernail was yanked out hard. Finally Victor stepped back and the investigator turned the volume back on "Okay okay I will tell you just stop and leave me alone." the man was sobbing "The coordinates are..."

That was where the investigator was cutting off his view into the file and pulled the thumb drive out and put it away. It was an effective display of the power that was stated for Victor to have. Which he found in the files labeled for school records.

The reports from teachers in grade school showed him to be very intelligent but unfocused and rambunctious. He was a sweet boy with an average life ahead of him if he couldn't buckle down and study. That was when the files changed over the Bellefonte Institute and things showed a skew down a different path. The mutation manifested itself at the age of 11 and so he spent the majority of his schooling at the Institute. The reports showed he had quite intelligent as before but now very well behaved and seeming a model student.

Given the drastic change of attitude and nature of his power they decided to have him tested psychologically. Testing unveiled a diminished emotional capacity. It was not present when he was a child in appearance. This behavior did not appear till after his powers developed which gave an interesting thought given how his powers function. That it appeared he may have become a psychopath because of it possibly to the doctors though the idea of developing psychopathy was a strange notion rather than being born that way.



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