PERSONAL

Gender: Male

Kit: Divine

Location: Storm City, Khazan

AFFILIATION

Alignment: Hero

Team: The Angels of Mercy

VITAL STATS

Strength: standard (rank 1)

Agility: standard (rank 1)

Mind: standard (rank 1)

Body: standard (rank 1)

Spirit: (rank )

Charisma: (rank )

RECORD

Fame Points: 125

Personal Wins: 6

Personal Losses: 9

Team Wins: 0

Team Losses: 0

Tourney Wins: 0

Tourney Losses: 0

STATUS

Status: Disabled

The Rookie

Note #3: Found on the desk of the NYC Chief of Police

To Whom It May Concern

On the front door of precinct 613 there’s a serial rapist that has eluded your grasps for almost six months now. Near the back of precinct 82 a pair of gun runners who were notorious for providing to the gangs that control the Bronx. I know for a fact that the weapons they brought into the country were the ones used that killed that innocent six year old bystander last week. Tied to a lamp post outside of precinct 7 is a man who beats his wife and indulges in prostitutes. I know that what I do is against the law but frankly I don’t care anymore. When you can’t shut everyone up, when the voices of a million people refuse to keep quiet you have to do something. You don’t know it but so many people are hurt every day. If I can do something why wouldn’t I?

And believe me when I say I can do something.

Here’s to a long and hopefully profitable friendship. Sick your dogs at me if you must, but I’ll advise you it won’t do you much good.

- Holocene

Note #27: Stapled to a Pedophile found in a back alley in Madrid, Spain

To My Followers

This is a reminder a girl got hurt not too long ago. It was by the very man this note has been stapled onto. The police had him registered as a sex offender and while the crime took place in his area he was not questioned due to red tape and bullshit laws. Laws meant to protect swine like him. What kind of world do we live in when good people are allowed to be suffer while known criminals are given “rights?” Now the police, the government, the corporations can simply plug their ears and turn a blind eye to all this. Not me though and believe me I wish I could. When you can hear the things that I hear, the desperate murmurings of people who have been wrong when I just sit on the subway or walk past an apartment building well it gets to you and either you’d blow your brains out or do something about. Trust me in this; I decided to do something about it and I thank those who are wearing the pins. It means you support me. It means you support true justice.

- Holocene

Perth

     Teleportation: supreme (rank 3)

Note #171: Placed on a lamp post in Perth, Australia

I’ve seen Tibetan refugees being forced into jails for crimes they didn’t commit. I’ve seen girls in Ethiopia horribly raped and then cut to pieces. I’ve seen militants take foreign aid supplies and sell them to the highest bidder. In America there are sick bastards who kidnap women for their perverted fantasies. In Canada there are hunters of men long forgotten by society. We live with all this darkness and we just accept it but I can’t. Everyone won’t shut up so I’ll snuff them out. For those who don’t want to remain blind you can join me and I’ll come and help. Distance isn’t a factor. I can go anywhere I want.

- Holocene.

Calgary

     Reaction Speed: supreme (rank 3)

Note #2331: Placed on a dead pig outside of Calgary, Canada

He relished in killing. He would hang them upside down by their ankles and take a meat hook and hacked off their flesh. He was indiscriminate, rare for a killer of his pedigree and I remember hearing the voices come near his old farm and then suddenly scream before getting snuffed out. I brazenly walked on his property ready for the encounter. He pulled out his rifle and fired at me but in a flash I was to the left. He’d fire again and then I was to the right. He was a good shot, no doubt about it but as I moved closer I could see the panic in his eyes. He tried to close the door but I was already in. He threw a pot of boiling water at me but I was already behind him. What was most pathetic was when I hung him by his ankles, the bloody hook in my hand. He looked at me and begged for his life and I just laughed as I stripped him of his flesh like he had done to so many before. I fed the flesh to his pigs, bludgeoning the one who had feasted on the most meat to death. This is my calling card to anyone who thinks they can get away with this. You won’t. Maybe for a while but eventually I will hear what you did.

- Holocene

Wash.

     Combat Supremacy: supreme (rank 3)

• Area Affect
• Multi-Attack

Note #4686: Placed on a bloody gurney in Washington DC, USA

I can move without movement. Distance is a thing of irrelevance to me. I’ve learned to use my gift very well over the years. As you can see the man on this gurney has learned firsthand at what happens when one masters the ability to distort space. He called me a fucking faggot and put his fists up. I was all but ready to oblige. He swung at me but I wasn’t there anymore. Instead I was already speeding along and punched him at the base of his neck from behind. He swung with an elbow but he was two inches off, appearing in front of him as I split his lip and punched him till his right eye swelled. He kept looking around but wherever he focused I wasn’t there. A broken orbital bone, a concussion, a cracked rib, it took a lot but he eventually fell down and cried in the dirt as I looked over him thinking him pathetic. If you don’t think I’m better equipped than the police to dispense justice then you must be a crueler person than I and to that I salute you.

- Holocene

Holocene

     Telepathy: superior (rank 2)

Note #7233: Placed on the summit of Mount Kilimanjaro, Kenya

Far too many bemoan how much knowledge we’ve lost over the decades. In fact we’ve lost very little. It’s just all fragmented, split apart and changed within the minds of all of us. I spend my days reading your minds. Well to be honest I don’t have a choice but to read your minds. It’s all there, waiting to be sifted, fixed and organized. We sell ourselves short as a race that we don’t even want to cut out the cancerous parts of our society. However now I think mankind has finally awakened thanks to me. Don’t worry everyone I hear you. I hear every thank you and best wish and every vulgar curse about how Holocene finally got that rapist asshole. You kinds words are appreciated and I continue to work for you.

- Holocene