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CHARACTER: Captain Hammer
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WHAT HE LOST: Captain Hammer has lost the ability to use his Super Strength for everyday, mundane things … like opening a jar of pickles. He can still throw a car, though. Basically, if it requires less than 2-3 burley, strong men to do it, he's going to have trouble! Otherwise, it's a cinch.
PERSONALITY:
Captain Hammer is a charismatic, pompous, and self-important Superhero of the highest degree. He prides himself on being able to beat up the bad guy and save the girl without one hair getting out of place. His 'do good' attitude is somewhat overshadowed by his 'look good' instinct, and one of these days his exuberance for flair will get him into trouble.
When not rescuing distressed damsels or catching the villain, Captain Hammer enjoys people enjoying him. That is to say, he's a social butterfly seeking attention; if the focus isn't on him, than he doesn't see the point of it, or will do what he can to shift the limelight his way (which is probably why he hasn't slept with the same girl twice). On the other hand, he does have his personal 'bubble' and doesn't really approve of physical contact that he doesn't initiate. It should be noted, however, that he initiates quite a bit of physical contact with the opposite sex whenever the moment presents itself.
Perhaps the only thing that can wrest his attention away from himself for any amount of time is beating up on villains, most notably his Arch-Nemesis Dr. Horrible. Captain Hammer particularly enjoys dishing out mental as well as physical pain on the beleaguered villain, such as wooing Horrible's crush simply so that Horrible can't have her. Captain Hammer is very fond of entitlement and the envy that it creates in others, and in regards to villains he does have a bit of a sadistic streak. Given the chance, he tried to eradicate Dr Horrible with the villain's own Death Ray.
Intellectually speaking … uh, rather, lets not speak of it. Lets leave it at 'he tries his best'.
THIRD-PERSON WRITING SAMPLE:
It was a sunny Thursday, but Captain Hammer smelled trouble on the air, and it smelled bad; like a rotten egg salad sandwich that had been left on the bus in the middle of summer. From his perch atop a parking garage in downtown, he looked below to the flurry and motion of the people and vehicles.
They look just like ants from up here! Captain Hammer noticed.
Then, he caught something else; a car was careening dangerously through traffic, leading the police cars behind it on a bloody wild goose chase! Captain Hammer jogged back to his Hammercycle, conveniently parked on top of the building, revved it up and kicked up the kick stand.
“It's Hammertime!” He yelled as he drove off the edge of the building. He soared over the streets, strategically steering to the roof of a UPS truck, over the front of that onto a Prius, and then onto the pavement. With a squealing of tires, he snapped in and out of traffic, the wind whistling through his perfect hair, his muscles flexing as he shifted gears.
He gave a blazing smile as he drove past a group of paparazzi.
Within moments, he neared the cop cars and fleeing criminal. With a heaping amount of flair, he swung a wide arc, popped a wheelie, drove up the side of a Semi trailer, vaulted through the air, dismounted from the Hammercycle, checked his hair in his reflection on the criminal's windshield, finally landing solidly in front of it. The car rammed into his outstretched hand and came to a screeching, metal-screaming stop.
“Next time be sure to signal before changing lanes.” He quipped with a roguish smile. He looked at the cops as they surrounded the mangled vehicle. “They're all yours!”
FIRST-PERSON WRITING SAMPLE:
I find myself in this new place, this … Castle Prada … or, whatever … and I have to ask myself; Where are all the photographers? This castle must have a top-notch security crew, as I haven't heard one click or seen one flash since I found myself passed out in a bedroom perfectly decorated to my tastes.
I miss the paparazzi.
Though the theatre-dressing-room vanity was a nice touch; it's helpful to have all those lights to make sure every hair is in place before I grace the rest of the castle and its' oddly peopled halls with my presence. It's just sad to think that no one will be producing grainy, poor quality likenesses of me for my fans to have me sign.
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