Post by Caspar Rumlow-Schmidt on Sept 27, 2015 7:54:36 GMT -6
Caspar Fritz Rumlow-Schmidt
Caspar the Friendly Ghost (Use it and die)
Cassie (Kammi can call him this)
Black Forests of Germany
Hometown/Base of operations:
Blonde/Brown, grown out slightly
Stretch marks on a lot of his skin from rapid muscle growth, mostly faded.
Equipment and Weapons:
Crossbones Outfit: Caspar saved this following his father's death, hiding it in his room and putting up with a lot of abuse and beatings in order to keep it. He treasures it more than just about anything else he owns. It consists of a black uniform representing a military uniform, with black armoured plates and a mask with the depiction of a skull on it. The plates can withstand bullets and blades and certain temperatures, while the uniform underneath mainly provides protection against climates and anonymity.
Gauntlets: The only thing he added to the Crossbones costume was a pair of steel gauntlets that wrap around the wrist and he often wears independently, under a jacket or coat. They're capable of stopping most blades and low-caliber, and the left one contains a spring-activated blade that is activated by a button on the wrist and comes out on the top of his hand.
Assorted Weapons: Caspar is never one to go somewhere lightly-armed. On a mission where he is high-profile, he'll likely be carrying as many weapons as is practical, and even when he's supposed to blend in, he'll be smuggling knives and guns under his jacket. Among his favourites are a German trench knife from World War II that he 'liberated' from its owner, a Boker tomahawk, a Mauser C96 pistol, and and a Blaser 93 Tactical rifle.
Enhanced Durability: Although he heals at the normal human rate, Caspar can take a lot of punishment before he goes down. He can take a prolonged beating from most people and still be good to give exactly as good as he got, barely slowed down. Against people with super strength, the amount of punishment he can take drops, but he can still handle himself much better than a normal person.
Enhanced Strength: Due to the super soldier serum he was treated with, Caspar is capable of lifting 850 pounds with ease, and when he pushes himself he can reach just over 1000 pounds.
Enhanced Reflexes: Caspar's reflexes were greatly increased to the point that he can dodge a bullet from a reasonable distance so long as he has reasonable knowledge of the shot beforehand.
Enhanced Speed and Agility: Caspar can run faster than a human usually can, peaking at twenty-five miles per hour when he properly guns it. He's also gifted with almost inhuman balance and co-ordination.
Enhanced Stamina: Due to the serum, Caspar is able to run at peak levels for up to forty hours or so before he needs rest, and his efficiency will only really drop past thirty-six hours.
Lengthened Life and Slow Ageing: The serum slows Caspar's ageing dramatically, making him age at between a half and a third of the usual rate, and extending his life by a similar amount.
Disease and Poison Resistance: The serum makes him immune to most toxins, and as such, most illnesses and poisons will have little to no effect on him. This does also mean he can't get drunk or use drugs recreationally, however.
Sharpshooting: Caspar is very good with guns from long range. He can hit heart-sized targets from far away and set himself up in good positions. He has the right combination of skill and luck to ensure that a large proportion of the shots he fires with a sniper rifle hit.
Firearm Proficiency: Although not as skilled as with long-range weapons, Caspar has practised reasonably thoroughly with firearms, showing special skill with pistols. He prefers guns he can carry in one hand, such as pistols or submachine guns.
Close Combat: Despite his initial sickliness and weakness, Caspar trained as much in hand-to-hand combat as his parents would let him. After their death, he was deprived of the chance for several years, and as such, while immensely strong, fast and tough, he's relatively untrained and as such his skill in unarmed fighting comes from his equipment and his enhanced physique from the serum.
Torture: Although something he rarely got to indulge in (and indeed has been on the receiving end of a few times), Caspar's always enjoyed torture, both physical and psychological, and considers himself to be skilled at it. He usually volunteers to extract information from prisoners of the Serpent Squad.
Intellect: Even before he has a practically superhuman body, Caspar had a fantastic mind. Although he was slow to start talking and especially to start walking, he was very quick to grasp the sciences, mathematics and engineering when he started to learn. As such, he is a skilled mathematician, biologist and mechanical engineer, and is adept at picking up new skills, learning new things and applying his knowledge to situations to come up with solutions on the fly.
Skilled Driver: As something he could learn without much physical exertion, Synthea and Brock taught Caspar how to drive cars and motorbikes, but mainly cars. He can handle pretty much any car at speed, and likes to think of himself as good at providing transport for the Serpent Squad, especially in a chase.
Oboe Playing: Perhaps an unusual skill compared with the others, but while he was a sickly child, Caspar started to learn to play the oboe in order to round out his education, and is his only musical skill.
Weaknesses: (3 minimum)
Only Human: Despite the great enhancements the serum provided Caspar with, he is fundamentally human. He has no powers or protection from such, and heals at the rate of a normal human. While the serum allows him to compete on a level with most superhumans, he is hindered by a lack of abilities like theirs.
I'm Not Overconfident, I'm Far Too Smart For That: Due to the boost he gained from the super soldier serum compared to the life he lived before that, Caspar is now dangerously confident in both his physique and his intellect, and thinks that there's very little he can't face up to, even when logically it would appear that he is outmatched.
Unskilled: While he is skilled with firearms, and despite loving weapons like knives and tomahawks greatly, Caspar has no training or skill with them. While his strengths and reflexes mean he can usually kill with them, he will be far outmatched by even a competent wielder.
Kammi: He is fiercely loyal and protective towards his sister, and she is definitely the person who is his biggest weakness. He looks up to her as an idol and a role model, and as such, he will do pretty much anything he asks or even that he believes she wants. He also quells his own ambition to stay as part of her gang, and can be manipulated through threats to her or just even insults.
Inexperience: Although by now he has a couple of years of experience as Crossbones under his belt, Caspar spent the vast majority of his life either sickly or his brother's prisoner. As such, he doesn't have nearly as much experience with his new abilities as he'd like, and little experience in the field, and thus doesn't know his limits or have much “street-smarts”, as it were.
Inflexibility: Caspar's so used to being able to take down anything he turns his mind to using his weaponry and abilities that if he encounters an enemy that can't be taken down so easily, he's unable to switch tactics, and will just try and approach them like any other foe, no matter how futile it is.
Synthea “Red Skull” Schmidt (Deceased)
Brock “Crossbones” Rumlow (Deceased)
Johann “Red Skull” Rumlow-Schmidt (Brother, Deceased)
Kammi “Red Skull” Rumlow-Schmidt (Sister, Alive)
Verena Hertz (Adoptive Sister, Alive)
Johann “Red Skull” Schmidt (Maternal Grandfather, Supposedly Deceased)
Unnamed Washerwoman (Maternal Grandmother, Deceased)
Unnamed Paternal Grandparents (Deceased)
Arrogant: Despite his practically crippling weakness as a child, Caspar grew up knowing that he was smarter than pretty much everybody around him, and then after his parents experimented on him he could also be confident that he was stronger than most people, and as such he tends to have an inflated sense of self-importance and holds himself to a high regard.
Loyal: While ostensibly supporting HYDRA's goals, Caspar's main loyalty is to Kammi and her goals, hence why he helps the group. He does sympathise with his family's Nazi goals, but he only really cares about them because Kammi does. He can find loyalty to other causes, and then he'll be fervently devoted to it, but right now he's focussed on helping Kammi.
Condescending: Tying into the arrogance, Caspar believes that few people are on his level, and as such he tends to be rude and disparaging to the people he talks or gives orders to. He feels safe in the knowledge that even if he does anger somebody, they usually can't do anything about it.
Disrespectful: While Caspar respects people like his sister and refrains from being rude to allies are who are his equal, he holds absolutely no respect for anybody who opposes him. An enemy as strong as him is a nuisance, not a worthy opponent. He will never pay or feel respect to an enemy, no matter how valiant, and holds no sentimental attachment like so many villains seem to.
Protective: While he holds most people in little regard, if there is somebody Caspar he likes and cares for, he is protective of them. He'll generally drop what he is doing to go to their aid, and throw himself in harm's way for them (not that he sees it like that). When questioned on why, he will generally try and avoid answering and deny anything was unusual.
Sadistic: There's really no two ways about it. Caspar is sick. Ever since he got the serum, he's enjoyed other people's pain and especially being the one to deliver it. He hasn't been able to indulge himself as much as he'd like, but it's a definitely interest of his, and one reason he loves torture so much.
Proactive: Caspar isn't one to sit around and wait for things to happen. While he will refrain and hold himself back if there's a reason, he much prefers to make the first move. For example, he's more likely to fire the first shot in a fight than wait for somebody else to start it.
Humour: As warped and twisted as it is, Caspar does have a strong sense of humour. As a child, it was more conventional, laughing at jokes and stories, but since then it has become heavily twisted, and he usually laughs at people in suffering or makes jokes along those lines, usually to somebody he's in the process of hurting.
Polite: Despite his lack of respect for people and his arrogant demeanour, Caspar had it drilled into him by his siblings from a young age to be polite, to them at least. As such, he will usually be unfailingly polite to people, even when fighting or torturing them, or even insulting them.
Caspar was born in the facility of the Rumlow-Schmidt family in 1994 as the youngest of three siblings. He was also by far the smallest and sickliest of the three, weighing barely more than five pounds at birth. Synthea and Brock debated for over a week whether or not he even deserved to live, and had Brock thought they had a more ideal child before, they'd have probably left him to die. However, his eldest brother Johann was rebellious, not the ideal soldier and hope for the family that they desired, and while his sister Kammi, even at four, was everything they could have hoped for, she was a girl. Brock rationalised that perhaps he was just a weak child, and soon he could eclipse both of his siblings.
Caspar failed to suddenly bloom, however. Brock held on hope for maybe a year before she realised that he would always be a sickly child. The only thing that stopped him being taken away and drowned was his intellect. His sister Kammi was nothing short of a baby genius, walking and talking from a prodigally young age, and Caspar, while unable to walk until he was much older, was talking from around nine months. He started off slightly slower than his sister in that regard, but he began to improve exponentially.
His intelligence was the only thing that kept him alive when Brock and Synthea realised he would always be a weak, sickly child, but it was barely enough. He was introduced to the rest of the people at the facility only after he could speak, and then he was shown little affection from either of his parents, and his brother, twelve years older than him, tolerated him only slightly more than he did their sister. Kammi was the only person who showed him proper affection. She told him that she thought he could be more, be brilliant. When Brock had ignored him or Johann had been rough with him, he'd seek out Kammi and she would hold him and tell him that one day, things would be different.
For a long time, however, they weren't. Although he started to walk when he was a little over two years old, he stayed far weaker than the average child his age and especially his siblings. By this point he had been studying for over a year and a half, and it was clear that his intellect outmatched even his sister. Being four years older, she was of course more advanced than him, but as they studied together, he began to gain on her with each day. Even as her training intensified, Caspar continued to gain on her in their education until he was eclipsing her. However, while his mental advancement was astounding, his physical prowess advanced at a snail's pace. By the time he was two, he was walking, and Kammi was helping train him both physically and mentally, but it wouldn't be until he was almost six that he'd be strong enough to handle himself in any kind of fight training.
It was also around this time that Caspar discovered guns. Brock had seen his son slowly growing stronger, and realised that, while his son didn't have the physique for a proper fight, he might just be able to handle a rifle. In order to avoid shattering the boy's arms, he had one specially made to have less recoil. He then threw Caspar outside in the freezing cold with the rifle and told him not to try and come back until he'd hit a bullseye. Caspar was left outside for four hours and had managed to hit one of the inner circles before Kammi was finally allowed to bring him back inside. When she finally did so, he was frozen through and with a broken arm. The process repeated itself once a week for a month, until finally, on the fifth “session”, Caspar went back to the compound early. He'd succeeded in hitting a bullseye on the target. Brock actually showed Caspar affection, one of the rare occasions he did so, almost sharing a hug with his son, despite Caspar complaining about the pain in his fractured hand from the shooting.
He continued to train at shooting, until Brock no longer had to throw him outside for Caspar to be any good. He was beginning to be able to shoot competently anytime, anywhere. Now that gifted in an area as combat as well as the smartest child of Brock and Synthea, he started to get arrogant. Not in a malicious way, just that he finally felt like he might be able to handle himself, and that he was better than the vast majority of people.
When Caspar was seven, him and Johann were left at the compound without the rest of their family, as Kammi and their parents went away on a mission of some kind. He was told next to nothing about it, only that it involved people very dear to his family, which confused him. He couldn't understand why his parents were grinning if they were killing people they cared about.
When they returned, Kammi was different. Caspar could tell, and he wasn't sure he liked it. Still, on the nights she couldn't sleep, his sister would come into his room and wake him up to tell him the story of what had happened. The details changed each time, but the core story was the same. Brock, Synthea and Kammi had killed a pair of wicked people who'd done bad things to their family, and he should be proud of them. And he was. Sure, he'd been raised in a neo-Nazi environment with an occasionally brutal upbringing, but he still liked stories where the good guys won and the bad people paid.
Only a few months later, when Caspar was eight, his siblings got into a fight. It wasn't like it was an unusual occurrence – Brock and Synthea loved pitting the two together – but there was something different about it this time. Something more brutal. Seeing that there was a risk they could hurt each other, Caspar, despite barely being able to run by this point, pushed himself in between them and tried to break it up. Had either of them wished, they could have thrown him aside easily and carried on, but Kammi loved him, and Johann at least preferred him to his sister, and so the two of them stopped the fight so they wouldn't need to hurt him.
When he'd found out that Brock and Synthea were working to replicate the super-soldier serum, Caspar had wanted to try and help them, using his knowledge of biology, but he was forbidden to. His parents, despite tolerating and possibly even feeling some mild degree of affection for him due to his genius-level intelligence, they still tried to keep him away from things they considered important. As a result, he blamed it on them when the serum apparently failed, not knowing about Kammi's new mutation.
Caspar's parents were murdered when he was twelve. He'd been going to see Brock, to tell him about his latest achievements with a rifle that night, when he saw Johann creeping into their room with a knife. Caspar threw himself in front of Johann, hoping the same tactics as those that broke up the fight would work, but instead Johann threw him against the wall, cracking a rib, and told Caspar that if he was good, him and Kammi would be left alive. Caspar hesitated as Johann crept to their parents, and as such, they were both murdered in their sleep. During Johann's takeover of the compound, Caspar was able to use the chaos to take his father's suit and hide it in his room.
Following their parents being killed, Kammi and Caspar were locked in different rooms, unable to see each other, or indeed anybody except the workers Johann sent to give them food. For several months it was like this, until, suddenly, inexplicably, the door was unlocked. Johann told Caspar that he was free to go back to his life, but that he couldn't see Kammi. Caspar didn't want to accept this, but if Kammi didn't want to see him, he'd still rather have his freedom. He was about to walk through the door when Johann stopped him, and asked him for Brock's old suit. When Caspar denied any knowledge, two men stepped into his room, wielding clubs.
By the time the first lot of “questioning” was over, Caspar had broken several bones and he had to be wheeled around in a chair for his first few weeks of freedom. Despite this, however, he'd refused to give up the location of Brock's suit. Johann, however, refused to drop it. Caspar sustained a few more beatings over the years that were obvious attempts to get him to confess, to give up this one last pocket of resistance he held against his brother.
More subtle revenge, however, was the direction Johann took Caspar's training. Taking over where Kammi and their parents had left off, he started to tutor his brother in his education, his physical training, and his shooting. However, the intensity was upped. Now the most common punishment for any failure, no matter how minor, was a beating with a club. As a result, Caspar began to grow at an even faster rate in the areas he was gifted in, something that would lead to Johann's downfall.
During their period as Johann's relative prisoners, Caspar only saw Kammi once for any length of time, and only from afar. Still, he could tell something was wrong with her. The way she looked at Johann, the way she almost moved like a satellite around him. He dug into any information he could find, and realised what Johann had done, and that day he promised either Kammi would kill their brother or he would.
For over a year, Caspar dedicated any free time with trying to work out a cure for the SIN program that would work almost instantly, as he would only get once chance. Finally, he had a rough idea for something that might possibly work for a cure, and he decided to gamble.
When Kammi was finally sent on a solo mission, when Caspar was eighteen, he acted. Upon her return, he intercepted her before she returned to Johann and turned the same process used to warp her back, hoping it would reverse the damage. While it deactivated it, however, it didn't undo it, and the program was still there. Caspar hugged Kammi once, and then fled back to his room before Johann noticed him gone.
On Caspar's nineteenth birthday, Kammi went on a rampage, killing Johann and every man or woman loyal to him. She pretended to have nothing to do with it, but Caspar knew, and if anything, he loved her even more for it. In one bloody night, she'd freed them both. No more beatings, no more fear. That night, Caspar got out Brock's suit and put it on, as ill-fitting as it was. Outward, he tried to look like he still cared about his brother, but he wasn't as good a liar as Kammi, and the charade fell quickly.
When Kammi took her place as Red Skull, after she gathered together her Serpent Squad, she turned her attention to Caspar. He'd have been happy to serve as merely a sniper for the squad, if he'd been allowed, but years of abuse from Johann had left him a physical wreck. He was sicklier then he'd been since he was ten and his bones occasionally seemed to be waiting for the impact that would make them cave. Something had to be done. So Kammi turned her attention to a project deemed a failure – the new super-soldier serum. She injected it into Caspar, and over several weeks there was a change.
He grew physically impressive. After one week, he was the equal of any other nineteen year-old, no physical signs of ever being sickly or of Johann's abuse. By three he was as strong, fast and tough as any Olympic athlete. By six he had far surpassed that to almost superhuman levels. For the first time in his life, Caspar was powerful. More subtle and yet possibly more profound than the physical changes, however, were the mental. Caspar had always been as sweet as a kid as possible, given the circumstances of his childhood, and yet after being given the serum, he gradually changed. It was like somebody had built a wall around everything that had made him nice and kind and sweet and left only most of his negative aspects. Yes, he was still loyal and yes he still cared an unbelievable amount about Kammi, but he wasn't the same boy. He wasn't the sweet little kid he'd once been. By about nine months, the wall was complete and he was like a spiteful, cruel reflection of himself.
He didn't let that spoil it for him, however. For the first time in his life, he could do basically whatever he wanted, and he began to indulge himself when he felt like it. No more weak body and no more controlling brother. He started to indulge in torture and murder, but, at least at first, only when he could justify it. That slipped later on, but it's how it started. He actually had to modify his father's suit to accommodate his new physique, but after he'd got pent-up murder out of his system, he joined the Serpent Squad in proper, under the name Crossbones, living up to the legacy of a distant and cruel father.
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Caspar looked down at the sweating and straining man on the table, and he smiled. It almost looked friendly, casual, but there was an element of sinister smugness present.
“I hope you are not uncomfortable,” Caspar told him. He regarded the man for a second, and then pulled the gag from his mouth. The man gasped suddenly, and pulled at the bonds again.
“You bastard!” He cried out, “You brought me here!”
“Why yes,” Caspar said, taking a seat next to the table and sitting with one leg crossed over the other, resting his elbows on his knee and his chin on his hands, “I did, and you know why.”
“I'm a normal guy!” The man protested, “A...A normal guy.”
“We both know that's not true,” Caspar said, and then moved suddenly, slamming his fist into the man's face, making blood blow from his nose. His smile grew a bit. “And I don't like being lied to.”
The man cried out in pain, and his struggles increased.
“I'm a normal...” He began, but when he saw Caspar tensing his arm, he backtracked. “I'm CIA!” He said.
“Well I knew that,” Caspar said, and, just for the fun of it, delivered another blow to the man's ribs. There was a crack. “I want to know if you know what you did.”
There was a pause, and just when Caspar was preparing to hit him again, the man spoke.
“I was investigating HYDRA,” he said, the words tumbling out of his mouth faster than he could really consider them, “I heard rumours that it was starting back up again....”
“And you were going to pass information back to your superiors when my men caught you,” Caspar said, and tutted, “I want to know what you know.”
“And why would I-” The man began, only to be cut off by a swing right between the legs and cry out.
“Don't bother asking me why you would tell me,” Caspar said with a sigh, “It's what they all say. You will. It's just how much you want it to hurt.” To emphasise, he caught the man in the ribs again, feeling two of them break.
“I do hope the information was worth it,” Caspar told him, and then grabbed a hammer from the table and swung it viciously, hitting the man in the hand and causing a fresh round of screaming, “It would be a shame if you went through this for nothing.”
And the man broke. They always did. Eventually it got too much, and everything he knew came flooding out. Of course, Caspar had already recovered the agent's data. He already knew everything. This wasn't an interrogation, it was a humiliation. Any time there was a hesitation, or a lie, or just when he was bored, he gave the man some more pain.
“Please...” The man said. He'd been slipping in and out of consciousness and maybe even sanity towards the end, and Caspar didn't know how much he was aware of anymore.
“Please what?” Caspar asked him mockingly.
“Please....let me go.” The words were faint and practically whimpered, but they were heard. Caspar leaned in close and undid one of the bonds, and he saw something light up in the man's eyes. His smile grew.
“I'd warn you against doing anything to harm my sister again,” He told the man as he undid one of the bonds on his feet, “But I am thinking that won't be necessary.”
The agent nodded furiously, and that was when Caspar hit him with the hammer with all his strength.
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