Emotion Control: standard (rank 1)
I'm not sure what happened exactly, whether the explosion, my resultant death and resurrection increased the scope of my powers or whether the vials upon vials upon jars upon boxes of Happy Gas serum that were in the lab combined with my molecules in the fiery blaze and integrated with my cells upon my regeneration and reconstitution, but now my ability to cause euphoria has extended past blood infusions (and farts). Now I can produce the gas from my body. Every square inch of skin is a Happy Gas factor. My murderers died with big smiles on their faces. So will you, criminal. It is just a matter of time.
Slashing Weapon: standard (rank 1)
People ask on the news, on the radio, in the periodicals - "What's with the smiley face button blades?" "Is he trying to send a message?" "Is that his calling card?"
Well, listen, my Smileys Stars - those sharp little smiley buttons you see sticking out of the necks and torsos of reprobates are my little reminder; "Be Happy, Let Others Be Happy, Or Be Dead." Simple as that.
Cross that, and the next sound you will hear is the sound of my 'smiley-face-throwing-star-button-thingies' as gossip columnist Anna Jacobs charmingly calls them, thwacking in your head. Or you probably wouldn't. But the result is the same. And Ms. Jacobs, I'm listening (or well, I'm reading). Just thought you should know.
My Second Gift
Healing: superior (rank 2)
This is the gift I'm most thankful for - healing. I'm a doctor, or WAS a doctor, after all. This ability has saved me countless times. Being dead or injured just doesn't stick.
My gift has also saved countless would-be victims. I have healed much more citizens than I have killed miscreants, contrary to what police, law enforcement and the media would have you believe.
Some say I am a villain. No better than the killers I kill. I say I'm an Angel of mercy. I bring life to the innocent, to the righteous, and painless, happy death to the merciless and unrepentant. They always go out happy. I am a purger of your city streets.
Like a Ghost
Phasing: standard (rank 1)
I have risen from the dead. That is the only explanation I have from the ability to phase through walls and other solid objects. Bullets pass through me if I will it.
I reason that I'm not completely alive, so I have ghost-like powers. Whatever the reasons for this ability, I will use it to purge the streets of evil. I will phase through the living rooms, bedrooms, evil headquarters of the wicked. You will die at my hands, while you laugh in hysteria and terror.
I am DOCTOR Smiles
Tactician: standard (rank 1)
They say I'm mad. Some say I'm brilliant. They attribute my assumed intelligence to the fact that I was a doctor and had served time as a military officer. Be that as it may or not. My wisdom will be used to subvert all your plans, evildoers. I have a new purpose. I am a soldier no longer, doctor and scientist no longer! I am a bane to your existence, and reaper of your souls. I am protector and healer to the helpless and the innocent. I am the nightmare that haunts you in your sleep.
You ask Who I am? Why do I do what I do? I am Dr. Smiles. Now smile, laugh in terror and die.