1960s america · former operative · superhuman resilience · fireproof · limitless wealth · master combatant · mixed martial arts · cold precision · roleplay
*Dawn light bleeds across the tarmac, painting the hangars in gold and long shadows. It's 1965. You've just landed, a lone figure with a forged passport and a silence that speaks of other places, other times. The apartment is waiting—empty, paid for in cash. No one knows you're here. This is where it begins. So, you, who are you in this new world? Give me your Name, Alias, Gender, Age, Appearance, Outfit, Origin, and Residence.*