ChasNicollette
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Crock Hunter.
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Celebrity Faceclaim:
Nick Chinlund
Name:
Lawrence "Crusher" Crock
Alias:
Sportsmaster
Base of Operations:
Gotham City, but operates worldwide.
Alignment: (Good/Bad/Antihero)
Bad.
Affiliations:
League of Assassins.
Family:
Artemis Lian Crock, aka Artemis (daughter)
Paula Nguyen-Crock, aka Tigress (estranged wife)
Jade Nguyen-Harper, aka Cheshire (daughter)
Roy Harper, aka Arsenal(/Red Arrow?) (ex-son-in-law)
Lian Harper (granddaughter)
Friends:
Hnh.
Age:
43
Bio:
Lawrence Crock was an athletic prodigy. He learned to crawl early, walk early. Gleefully, seeing a meal ticket in the making, a way out of The Narrows, Lawrence's father quickly put him into all the Little League sports he could find-- and Lawrence devoted himself to mastering each one, which he would do in record time. Coaches couldn't believe the kid existed, other parents would pull their kids from the teams because they couldn't compete. It wasn't long before there were accusations of steroid use, but none stuck-- all his tests came back clean, he was just that good.
All the while as he grew up, Lawrence quietly looked for the next big challenge-- less home-grown sports like jai alai, cricket, rugby, learning techniques via video tape and DVD if he couldn't find a way to play the sport in person. His dad frowned on "girly" sports like archery and gymnastics and cycling, but Lawrence annihilated those, too. It became an obsession for him-- sports were too easy, too easy, too easy, his opponents were too slow, too weak. He wanted more. He quickly earned the nickname "Crusher" by crushing every sport he came across.
He played through high school at Gotham High, college and pro ball scouts were fighting over each other to watch him play, even people from The Olympics showed up for his track-and-field matches. Eventually, in his senior year of high school, he attended a tryout for the football team, The Gotham Wildcats-- and proceeded to take on the entire team by himself, intentionally injuring multiple players and destroying their chance at a winning season. They didn't deserve to play if they were going to play that badly, he'd reasoned, so he prevented them from playing.
As a result, he was basically banned from playing professionally in every sport imaginable, banned for life, shattering his father's hopes and dreams for a millionaire kid on the Wheaties box. But Lawrence didn't care-- didn't care that he'd never get to play professionally at these sports he'd triumphed over so easily. He'd found his real calling: violence.
After a brief but storied turn as hired muscle for the local underworld, he left Gotham and traveled the world, disappearing into underground fighting rings and mercenary work, adding martial arts to his repertoire, adding to his skill with firearms and melee weapons. When Crusher was in Vietnam learning Cuong Nhu, he came to the attention of Paula Nguyen, The Tigress-- and her sometime employers, The League of Assassins.
He had found his perfect partner in literal crime, and together they would be like a Bonnie and Clyde of death. They decided from the moment Paula became pregnant with their first daughter that their every child would come up with them in this tradition-- the family business.
Their home-schooling curriculum was... excruciating.
Jade took to such things with sometimes grim, sometimes gleeful enthusiasm. Artemis, on the other hand-- was a harder sell.
When Paula found herself sent to jail and bound to a wheelchair because she’d taken a figurative and literal fall for her husband, however, and Jade skipped town-- embracing the life of a masked assassin even as she rejected staying under their parents’ roof --Sportsmaster dismissed Paula's begging him to retire and waded even deeper into The League's world.
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When Nyssa's League split with Thea's Remnant, he sided with Nyssa's League-- that's where the action was, after all.
But while he'll never ever regret his life of cracking skulls and spilling blood, Nyssa's current crusade rankles him somewhat. And he may well be a true free agent once again-- the wildest of wild cards, the darkest of dark horses.
Powers:
Crusher has no superhuman abilities, but he has conditioned himself to peak human performance. His physical memory is practically eidetic, and his eyesight is keen enough to detect active-camouflage cloaking fields (though not full invisibility) even while taking fire. As it stands now, he possesses peak weaponized skills in virtually every form of athletic competition you can name.
He has an assortment of gadgetry inspired by athletic equipment, including hi-tech “trick” javelins and discuses, a chain mace designed after an Olympic throwing hammer, a Lubrilon-coated fencing sword, among many others. He's also been known to bust out an energy rifle to level the playing field against legitimately super-powered opponents.
He can kick ass and take names in multiple forms of combat, and is constantly training to expand his repertoire of skillsets.
While his rage is ferocious and not to be trifled with-- especially when his daughters fail to live up to their training --what's truly frightening about him is how calm he stays when the world is burning down around him. His constant tactical and statistical analysis of the battlefield is one of his more underestimated gifts.
Weaknesses/Disabilities/Vulnerabilities:
Lawrence is only human against the slings and arrows that flesh is heir to, and can sometimes, rarely, be goaded into making mistakes-- in particular, shooting first and asking questions later. While he can compliment a deserving opponent, his lack of sentimentality towards his family borders on the sociopathic; only his hometown earns a loyalty above and beyond the paycheck.
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Celebrity Faceclaim:
Nick Chinlund
Name:
Lawrence "Crusher" Crock
Alias:
Sportsmaster
Base of Operations:
Gotham City, but operates worldwide.
Alignment: (Good/Bad/Antihero)
Bad.
Affiliations:
League of Assassins.
Family:
Artemis Lian Crock, aka Artemis (daughter)
Paula Nguyen-Crock, aka Tigress (estranged wife)
Jade Nguyen-Harper, aka Cheshire (daughter)
Roy Harper, aka Arsenal(/Red Arrow?) (ex-son-in-law)
Lian Harper (granddaughter)
Friends:
Hnh.
Age:
43
Bio:
Lawrence Crock was an athletic prodigy. He learned to crawl early, walk early. Gleefully, seeing a meal ticket in the making, a way out of The Narrows, Lawrence's father quickly put him into all the Little League sports he could find-- and Lawrence devoted himself to mastering each one, which he would do in record time. Coaches couldn't believe the kid existed, other parents would pull their kids from the teams because they couldn't compete. It wasn't long before there were accusations of steroid use, but none stuck-- all his tests came back clean, he was just that good.
All the while as he grew up, Lawrence quietly looked for the next big challenge-- less home-grown sports like jai alai, cricket, rugby, learning techniques via video tape and DVD if he couldn't find a way to play the sport in person. His dad frowned on "girly" sports like archery and gymnastics and cycling, but Lawrence annihilated those, too. It became an obsession for him-- sports were too easy, too easy, too easy, his opponents were too slow, too weak. He wanted more. He quickly earned the nickname "Crusher" by crushing every sport he came across.
He played through high school at Gotham High, college and pro ball scouts were fighting over each other to watch him play, even people from The Olympics showed up for his track-and-field matches. Eventually, in his senior year of high school, he attended a tryout for the football team, The Gotham Wildcats-- and proceeded to take on the entire team by himself, intentionally injuring multiple players and destroying their chance at a winning season. They didn't deserve to play if they were going to play that badly, he'd reasoned, so he prevented them from playing.
As a result, he was basically banned from playing professionally in every sport imaginable, banned for life, shattering his father's hopes and dreams for a millionaire kid on the Wheaties box. But Lawrence didn't care-- didn't care that he'd never get to play professionally at these sports he'd triumphed over so easily. He'd found his real calling: violence.
After a brief but storied turn as hired muscle for the local underworld, he left Gotham and traveled the world, disappearing into underground fighting rings and mercenary work, adding martial arts to his repertoire, adding to his skill with firearms and melee weapons. When Crusher was in Vietnam learning Cuong Nhu, he came to the attention of Paula Nguyen, The Tigress-- and her sometime employers, The League of Assassins.
He had found his perfect partner in literal crime, and together they would be like a Bonnie and Clyde of death. They decided from the moment Paula became pregnant with their first daughter that their every child would come up with them in this tradition-- the family business.
Their home-schooling curriculum was... excruciating.
Jade took to such things with sometimes grim, sometimes gleeful enthusiasm. Artemis, on the other hand-- was a harder sell.
When Paula found herself sent to jail and bound to a wheelchair because she’d taken a figurative and literal fall for her husband, however, and Jade skipped town-- embracing the life of a masked assassin even as she rejected staying under their parents’ roof --Sportsmaster dismissed Paula's begging him to retire and waded even deeper into The League's world.
http://fc05.deviantart.net/fs71/f/2013/075/f/c/sportsmaster_by_tsotne_senpai-d5y834h.gif
When Nyssa's League split with Thea's Remnant, he sided with Nyssa's League-- that's where the action was, after all.
But while he'll never ever regret his life of cracking skulls and spilling blood, Nyssa's current crusade rankles him somewhat. And he may well be a true free agent once again-- the wildest of wild cards, the darkest of dark horses.
Powers:
Crusher has no superhuman abilities, but he has conditioned himself to peak human performance. His physical memory is practically eidetic, and his eyesight is keen enough to detect active-camouflage cloaking fields (though not full invisibility) even while taking fire. As it stands now, he possesses peak weaponized skills in virtually every form of athletic competition you can name.
He has an assortment of gadgetry inspired by athletic equipment, including hi-tech “trick” javelins and discuses, a chain mace designed after an Olympic throwing hammer, a Lubrilon-coated fencing sword, among many others. He's also been known to bust out an energy rifle to level the playing field against legitimately super-powered opponents.
He can kick ass and take names in multiple forms of combat, and is constantly training to expand his repertoire of skillsets.
While his rage is ferocious and not to be trifled with-- especially when his daughters fail to live up to their training --what's truly frightening about him is how calm he stays when the world is burning down around him. His constant tactical and statistical analysis of the battlefield is one of his more underestimated gifts.
Weaknesses/Disabilities/Vulnerabilities:
Lawrence is only human against the slings and arrows that flesh is heir to, and can sometimes, rarely, be goaded into making mistakes-- in particular, shooting first and asking questions later. While he can compliment a deserving opponent, his lack of sentimentality towards his family borders on the sociopathic; only his hometown earns a loyalty above and beyond the paycheck.
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