Steve "Captain America" Rogers

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Steve "Captain America" Rogers

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"I don't want to kill anybody...I just don't like bullies."

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Full Name: Steve Rogers
Code Name: Captain America
Age: 90
Date of Birth: July 4, 1922
Sexual Orientation: Hetero, but chemistry and circumstances may change. (Unlikely)
Species: Genetically altered human
Alliance: (SHIELD, Avengers
Citizenship: Marvel
Canon or Original?: Canon

"Victory is MINE Baldy!
And if you had any hair I'd take that too!"

Hair: blonde, short, and keeps it combed neatly to the side most times.
Eyes: Bright blue with flecks of white, trusting, and unwavering
Height: 6' (estimated)
Weight: 210 lbs
Distinguishing Marks: Clean

Appearance: Steve Rogers is the epitome of "The perfect race". White skin, blue eyes, and blonde hair. Even though he was created to be the perfect soldier, complete with a body most would kill for, Steve has a face that conveys the utmost kindness and trust. His demeanor often invites others to speak with him on friendly terms, though Steve also carries in him a sense of leadership, duty, and honor, all of which conveyed by how he stands and speaks with others.

Face Claim: Chris Evans

"I’m not interested in making new friends,
I don’t even like the ones I have”

Likes:
1. Justice
2. The color blue (a lot)
3. Shawarma
4. Art
5. Vintage

Dislikes:
1. Bullies
2. Injustice
3. Idle hands
4. Violence (Without cause)
5. Onions

Personality:
Steve is, more or less, the personification of what it means to be "Good". He can be naive at times, unknowingly goofy, and easily embarrassed. Sometimes he can even be deceivingly clumsy, further adding to the innocence Rogers seems to embody most times.
But he is not without darker themes. Steve is no stranger to war and duty, steeling his resolve and becoming an unshakable beacon for good and justice. Rogers carries with him the weight and pain of things that needed to be done and the cost of freedom which sits heavy on his heart, sometimes coming out in his speech and the way he moves. He is, for all intents and purposes, pure of heart and generally harbors only good intentions. But you know what they say about the road to Hell.

"With great power comes great responsibility"

Powers: Captain America has no powers.

Weapons Shields, primarily the familiar disk-shaped one made of vibranium. Otherwise, whatever is handy, including his fists.

Strengths/Abilities: Captain America's strength, endurance, agility, speed, reflexes, durability, and healing are at the zenith of natural human potential. His body regularly replenishes the super-soldier serum. He is also a brilliant tactician and has been noted to be the best hand-to-hand combatants to exist, mastering and even mixing a great number of fighting techniques coupled with an amazing accuracy due to plenty practice with his shield. He is also immune to poisons and disease as well as highly resistant to hypnosis and hindering gases.

Weaknesses: His most noble quality often gets him into sticky situations, often diving headlong into danger to save a loved one or even an innocent. While he is the "Super Soldier", Rogers is by no means indestructible. He is still human.

"All it takes is one bad day to reduce
the sanest man alive to lunacy,"

History: Steve Rogers was born on July 4th, 1922 in Manhattan, New York. His father died when he was young and his mother followed while Rogers was in his teens. He found early work as an art student, specializing in illustration and comic book creation. When the threat of the war reached America, Steve put down his pen and his artwork and tried to enlist. He was turned away, of course, because of his frail stature. His resolution, however, caught the eye of a military general, General Chester Phillips.
Rogers was entered into the Super Soldier project, "Project: Rebirth", the government's attempt to create the perfect fighter and gain the edge in the war. The experiment was a success, increasing Steve’s agility, endurance, strength and a number of other qualities to their maximum potential, making him the first super soldier. Plans were set in motion to create more, but the serum’s creator was killed by a spy, and avenging his death was Steve’s first act as a soldier. Thanks to the scientist’s incomplete data, they were not able to recreate the experiment and instead turned Rogers into something of a celebrity as a patriotic superhero outfitted with a costume designed by Rogers himself.
Steve was passed off as counter intelligence to the Nazi army and Red Skull to the masses while he himself posed as a clumsy infantry private. There he met and befriended Buck E. Barnes who discovered his identity and became his official sidekick. Steve’s deeds as Captain America are world famous and he is especially loved by the American populous, more so after his return from cryo-stasis after crashing in the North Atlantic Ocean.

"Next time guys, we should just
rebuild this place outta Lego."

Writing Sample:
It’s all for nothing. Everything he’s been living for, tossed out the window with a few simple words. Words that cut deeper than he should probably let them, but they came from the one person who’s more important to him than anything. “I don’t want him, or you, or Nathan…” Rio swallows a lump in his throat as he remembers what Noah yelled at him, throwing him against the wall.
“I don’t want you…”He figures this day has been a long time coming. He could feel himself being less and less useful and Rio supposes it’s been good while it lasted. Almost sixteen years of codependent support for one another until finally Noah, like the rest of his family, decides he doesn’t need him anymore. How long until Sarah says that to him? Or Lory even? How long until Rio DeGregorio is so insignificant that not even the maggots will bother with him when he dies? By the looks of things, not very much longer.
Rio looks out over the water from the small dock at his “usual spot”. He hasn’t taken anyone here that he hasn’t fucked, so he doubts Noah or Auntie knows where he is if they even bothered to look for the garbage that ran away from home. The slow pull from his cigarette gives him something else to concentrate on other than these self deprecating thoughts that seem to pile up one on top of another. But as soon as he exhales, the distraction is gone and those words keep ringing out in his head.
He looks down at the water, eyebrow raised in curious thought. All it would take is a simple jump into the water, refuse to save himself, and he’ll be out of everyone’s lives forever. He wouldn’t kill anyone, hurt anyone, be a burden any longer. Rio almost does it, the idea of everyone’s smiling faces when they learn he’s gone so terribly bittersweet. But another voice in the back of his head keeps him sitting on the dock and, oddly enough, it’s not Noah. It’s Finn, telling him that if he dies, who is he supposed to share thoughts with? He entrusted his secret to him and they were going to work on it together. Rio scoffs, because really Finn was a small wedge in his and Noah’s relationship, thanks to those pesky feelings that just get stronger every time he thinks of that smile. But at the same time, Finn looks at him differently and isn’t directly related to him somehow. Even if nothing happened between them, Rio is sure he’d have this effect on him.
So he doesn’t jump. Instead he sits and broods, probably unnecessarily. He should go look for Noah. Make sure he’s okay. But there will be someone else to notice he’s gone, to help him through what he’s having now. Noah doesn’t want him. Not anymore. Now he’s just Noah’s used goods. Another pull of the cigarette finishes it off and he flicks it into the water, pulling another from his pack and holding it between his lips. He’ll apologize to Lory later.

"I'm through talking, get out of my cave,"

Alex
Central


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