Alley Derrière la Banque
Chroma a cessé d'avancer quand l'un des mystérieux méchants a finalement regardé autour de la couverture de la route, visant un pistolet à Chroma. Le Ward n'a pas eu la vitesse de réaction pour éviter une balle, mais il n'a pas eu besoin comme Blackout a glissé sur la peinture bleue dans le processus de se pencher pour un tir. Il a tiré quand il a touché le sol, mais la balle a touché le mur à la gauche de Chroma, manquant complètement, avant que l'arme rebondisse de la main de Blackout et glisse sur la peinture où elle s'est arrêtée contre un pneu de voiture. Chroma a été brièvement étouffé, mais il s'est vite rendu compte que sa sécurité n'était pas compromise. En fait, il a même reconnu la personne qui a essayé de le tuer. Alors que l'asphalte retourné se déplaçait pour couvrir le Blackout récemment tombé, qui avait maintenant de la peinture bleue accroché à sa jambe inférieure droite et son dos, Chroma commença à rire à haute voix. Presque maniaque, en fait, malgré qu'il soit en fait le héros dans cette situation.
"C'était toi, Blackout? Célèbre criminel parahumain, arrêté de voler une banque avec un nouveau pote parahumain? Et je pensais que j'allais m'ennuyer aujourd'hui!" Il a appelé l'équipage braqué derrière la route enroulée. La peinture bleue qui flottait au-dessus de ses mains se rétrécissait infiniment jusqu'à ce qu'elle disparaisse complètement. "Je ne sais pas qui d'autre vous avez couvert votre cul là-bas, mais vous deux êtes sur le point de passer beaucoup de temps en considérant vos choix de vie..." Cette fois, il a commencé à former de la peinture rouge dans ses mains. Il n'a fallu qu'une seconde pour revenir à la taille des baskets, ce qui l'a incité à lancer les deux blobs directement à leur couverture. Elle s'éclaboussait à travers la majorité de la surface, quelques-uns s'éclaboussaient même au-dessus. Partout, la peinture rouge débarquait immédiatement, et la peinture s'érode lentement à travers tout ce qui était en contact avec elle. C'était assez lent; Chroma s'attendait à ce qu'il faille dix à vingt secondes pour corroder à travers leur couverture et laisser Blackout et qui que ce soit d'autre était avec lui exposé et complètement vulnérable. Tandis que la peinture rouge commençait à brûler sur la route, Chroma commença à former un seul ballon de plage de couleur verte dans l'air à côté de lui. "Votre spectacle arrive à sa fin!"
Mais Chroma n'a pas pu attendre que leur couverture soit détruite. Soudain, une douleur aiguë et incroyable s'empara de sa tête. Si significatif et inhabituel que Chroma a complètement lâché le blob de peinture verte, la laissant s'étaler contre le sol devant ses pieds. Après un bref murmure, il reprit son équilibre, mais il porta une main vers sa tête alors qu'il commençait à regarder autour de lui. Quelqu'un s'attaque à mon esprit, il s'est rendu compte, essayant de scruter rapidement pour voir où ils pourraient être. Il est clair que c'était plus que deux ennemis ici. La douleur n'était pas trop sévère, mais c'était suffisant pour rendre difficile de se concentrer. Son regard continua à sillonner l'allée dans toutes les directions, mais il ne trouva pas la source de sa douleur. Tandis qu'il gardait sa main gauche contre sa tête dans une tentative futile de soulager une partie de la douleur, sa main droite se tenait à ses côtés alors qu'un nouveau blob de peinture verte commençait à se former. Il n'était pas concentré sur l'équipage de Blackout en ce moment, mais il ne les a certainement pas oubliés. Il a continué à fouiller son agresseur pendant qu'il attendait la route pour brûler et révéler les méchants derrière lui, mais il n'a regardé dans cette direction que toutes les quelques secondes au lieu de prêter attention à ce que Blackout pourrait être jusqu'à avec ses nouveaux amis.
Real name:
Alex Rowland
Gender:
Male
Appearance:

Hero/Villian name:
Chroma
Affiliation:
Good, Ward
Biography:
A young American teenager born and raised in San Francisco. His father was an artist of varying fields and his mother was an impressionable accountant. Alex was raised in a very liberal household that valued his strengths and ignored his weaknesses, leading to an inflated ego from a young age. They were not a wealthy family, as the only source of income came from his mother's steady job. His father was doing something different every year. One year he is an actor, another he is a painter, but no matter what he's doing it doesn't make money. Alex initially resented that part about his father, but in time he would be indoctrinated by his charismatic old man. Art wasn't meant to make profit, it was meant to entertain. Art was a way of life, not a job.
Alex would receive both Trigger Events simultaneously when he was fifteen and attended his father's very first art show. A culmination of his old man's entire life's works put on display for the public to see. Only it was not well received. It would be an understatement to say the high-class establishment that funded and hosted his event were displeased with his paintings' "child-like" qualities. A crowd gathered to mock and harass the Rowland family. The humiliation didn't stop with the art show, as drunk patrons awaited the Rowland family as they left that night and assaulted them in the street. They would've only attacked Alex's father, but young Alex was quick to succumb to his rage and jumped in. This resulted in the beating of a lifetime, putting him in the hospital alongside his father.
He didn't realize his powers for almost a month after the event, when he was mostly healed from the fight and out of the hospital. An angry Alex was quick to abuse this, destroying the building that catered to the dramatic art show that stained his father's reputation and almost killed the two of them. This put him on the PRT's radar and they approached his family the next day. They were willing to overlook his crime in order to form him into a true hero that could wield his powers wisely and safely. Alex saw this as an opportunity to become famous like his father could not. He accepted the proposal without haste, though his father demanded he wouldn't be taken to the Los Angeles department out of prejudice. The PRT granted their wish and instead sent Alex all the way to Chicago, Illinois. He has since become a Ward for the PRT, donning the alias of Chroma for his superhero acts.
Personality:
Some may be believe Alex to be a genuine and upstanding citizen with impeccable morals and a capacity for empathy. They would be gravely mistaken. Alex Rowland isn't just sly and conniving but incredibly full of himself. An egomaniac that uses justice as a means to parade his greatness. Life is like one big show to him and he's none other than the leading role. He finds himself to be a gift from God and behaves in an accordingly eccentric and extravagant way that often brings up questions of his sexuality. Despite caring for himself above all else he does have some morals, finding it easy to injure but difficult to kill. One can also say that he has decent self-control, but only when he puts on his mask. His arrogance puts off many people, but somehow it is overlooked whenever he dons his superhero costume.
Residence:
PRT Building
Parental status:
Both are alive and well living in San Francisco, California.
Costume:
A white full-body suit with white boots and gloves alongside a black masquerade mask to cover a large part of Alex's face, all the while his hair is slicked back. The costume has no inherent protection value.
Power:
Chromatic Overload - Alex has the power to change the colors of everything around him in the world. Likewise he can "create" his own "colors" that appear to be floating blobs of paint that can have diverse effects when they come into contact with a target. He can then fling these masses of color at his opponents as a means of combat. RED would burn, BLUE would drench, YELLOW would electrify, etc. The effects cannot be interchanged between colors as they are unique to their individual coloring. While most of his powers revolve around "adding" color, Alex also has the ability to "subtract" color which will turn the affected object or person invisible. The effects of Chromatic Overload's color-changing aspect can be negated by Trump powers or by exiting Alex's range, but the color that is created can only be removed by Alex or Trump powers, making their effects possibly permanent.
Power range:
100m general range. Colors can only be created and manipulated less than 1m away from his hands, afterwards it is entirely based on momentum and can no longer be controlled, only erased. Thrown colors cannot exit the 100m range unless they land on something, at which point they can. Colors can be changed at the full 100m range, same with removing colors. Changed colors that go beyond the 100m range will naturally revert to their natural colors without any intervention. Any object that has had its colors removed will also return to normal once it passes the 100m range.
Power safeguards:
Alex has complete immunity to his own powers. He cannot change his own colors, he cannot apply colors to himself, and he cannot take colors away from himself. This only applies to his body directly, as he can still use Chromatic Overload on his clothes and equipment just fine.
PRT ranking:
Blaster: 6
Striker: 3
Changer: 5
Stranger: 3
Weapons:
Alex carries no weapons.