- "If you say one more word- SHUT UP! If you say one more word, I will gut you like the filthy little heathen you are... You weren't talking about me? Hell, that's five words right there!"
- —Amoveo to a fellow worker
|"I told you not to do that..."|
|Threat Level:||Level 3|
|Eye Color:||Pure Red|
|Place of Birth:||Daemonicai|
|Base of Operations:||Unknown|
|A small army of tiny robots|
|No additional information available.|
Deep in the heart of one of the more industrious sectors of Daemonicai, Amoveo grew up alone. The pessimistic outlook instilled in his mind forced him to seclude himself from his family. Dodging patrols and creeping through the intricate sewers were his pastimes until he eventually gave into his hunger and began to search for gainful employment. He began work as a a grunt, hauling in the heavy loads of materials needed to create war machines, surrounded by the more uneducated of the populous. As a scrawny youngster, he was prone to rage, his fury directed at the smallest of things, like a quick glance or the sound of snickering. His paranoia and anger led him into violence when he worked, and often challenged his co-workers, developing the ability to protrude spikes from any point on his skin.
Eventually he acquired enough money for a home, and began to build himself a library for fear of staying in his current position of a laborer. He stole copies of blueprints, and began to learn the ins and outs of robotics, and assembled a multitude of tiny beings to keep up with his apartment.
Whilst in the middle of a particularly nasty fight, where he was being pounded by a man with stone fists, his mind went into a frenzy, and spikes exploded from his chest, stabbing and killing his attacker. He experimented with this power until he was quite sure he could extend spikes from any point on his body, and could extend them to about ten feet before they became too unwieldy.
Sneaking around as a youngster served it's place, and allowed him to use his small frame. His agility and ability to sneak are his most prominent abilities, but time as a laborer gave him a decent amount of strength, trapped in his ever-wiry frame. His studies have led him to be very prominent with robotics, and he can make just about anything he can think of.
- Working-class strength