Stonefish
Background:
Jude Horner never had a chance at a normal life—not that he ever wanted one. His mother, a low-tier thief, was arrested before he was even born, leaving him to rot in an orphanage for unwanted superhuman children, his childhood a brutal lesson in abandonment. That was his first lesson in abandonment. His second came when he learned about his father: Samudra Vihara—Deep-06. The so-called Abyssal Phantom, a master thief and exiled Lemurian, had left his mother to take the fall and never once looked back, his existence a stain he refused to acknowledge. Jude's hatred for him became the one constant in his life, fueling every choice he made from childhood to adulthood, his rage a burning ember.
Being half-Lemurian meant being an outcast in both worlds. Land-dwellers mocked him as a "fish freak," a walking reminder of his mother's failure, and a mongrel who didn't belong, his existence a constant source of derision. The sea, however, was no kinder. To the Lemurians, he was a weak-blooded halfbreed, his gills inefficient, his psionic gifts laughably weak, his blood a diluted mockery of their purity. While he could hold his breath for longer than any human and withstand oceanic pressure better than most, it was never enough. Never human enough, never Lemurian enough—always in between, always unwanted, his existence a perpetual state of liminality. The only way to survive was through sheer force of will, and Jude made sure that anyone who crossed him suffered for their mistake, his vengeance a brutal symphony.
At sixteen, he was already in the criminal underworld, doing low-level jobs for his mother’s former associates, his skills a currency in the shadows. He quickly found his place as a thief, an enforcer, and eventually, a killer, his rise a testament to his ruthless efficiency. His first job as an assassin came when he was nineteen, and it changed everything. Killing wasn’t just a job—it was the first thing that made him feel whole, his purpose a twisted revelation. The moment he watched the life drain from his target’s eyes, he felt something close to satisfaction, his actions a chilling fulfillment. The world had spat on him, beaten him down, tried to break him. But when he killed, he was in control. He dictated who lived and who didn’t, his power a brutal declaration.
Then came Splice—the drug that changed him forever, a catalyst for his transformation. Splice wasn’t supposed to work on Extras (metahumans with natural abilities), but Jude was already genetically unique, his existence a genetic anomaly. Encouraged to try it before a high-risk assassination against an Australian vigilante, he took a hit of Splice laced with Stonefish DNA—and it nearly tore him apart, his body became a battleground of mutation.
His body convulsed, his muscles burned, his skin felt like it was peeling away. But when the agony passed, he was stronger. Faster. More complete, his transformation a grotesque masterpiece. He could produce venomous barbs from his arms, subtly alter his skin pigmentation like a chameleon, and move through water like he was born for it. He wasn’t just an assassin anymore. He was a predator, his existence a chilling embodiment of his new abilities.
With his new abilities and a custom-built armored suit that maintained his hydration levels for peak performance, Jude Horner became Stonefish—an elite ambush assassin feared throughout Oceania, his name a whisper of dread. His targets never saw him coming. They barely knew he was there until the moment his venom was already in their bloodstream, his attacks a silent promise of death.
And if he ever got the chance to make his father suffer before killing him? That would be the real prize, his vengeance a consuming fire.
Known for eliminating targets without leaving a trace, disappearing into the water like a ghost, and delivering agonizingly slow, venom-induced deaths to those who cross him.
Personality:
Jude Horner is the definition of a predator—calculating, patient, and completely devoid of compassion, his nature a chilling reflection of his abilities. He does not act on impulse; everything is measured, planned, and executed with lethal precision, his actions a cold calculation. Where others rush in with rage, he waits, studying his prey, ensuring his first strike is also his last, his patience a weapon. He is a man without pity, without remorse, and without loyalty to anything but himself, his existence a testament to his ruthless efficiency.
His hatred for his father is obsessive, but not blinding. Jude is not reckless—he knows Deep-06 is dangerous, and he wants his vengeance done right, his obsession a slow-burning fire. If that means waiting years, ensuring the perfect moment, he will. Pain is temporary. Vengeance is forever, his resolve a chilling declaration.
Unlike his father, Jude does not revel in outsmarting others—he enjoys breaking them, his methods a brutal display of power. He finds weakness disgusting and believes the world is nothing but predators and prey, his worldview a twisted reflection of his experiences. To him, killing is not just a job—it’s a way to remind the world that the weak don’t deserve to survive, his actions a chilling reminder of his beliefs.
Jude Horner never had a chance at a normal life—not that he ever wanted one. His mother, a low-tier thief, was arrested before he was even born, leaving him to rot in an orphanage for unwanted superhuman children, his childhood a brutal lesson in abandonment. That was his first lesson in abandonment. His second came when he learned about his father: Samudra Vihara—Deep-06. The so-called Abyssal Phantom, a master thief and exiled Lemurian, had left his mother to take the fall and never once looked back, his existence a stain he refused to acknowledge. Jude's hatred for him became the one constant in his life, fueling every choice he made from childhood to adulthood, his rage a burning ember.
Being half-Lemurian meant being an outcast in both worlds. Land-dwellers mocked him as a "fish freak," a walking reminder of his mother's failure, and a mongrel who didn't belong, his existence a constant source of derision. The sea, however, was no kinder. To the Lemurians, he was a weak-blooded halfbreed, his gills inefficient, his psionic gifts laughably weak, his blood a diluted mockery of their purity. While he could hold his breath for longer than any human and withstand oceanic pressure better than most, it was never enough. Never human enough, never Lemurian enough—always in between, always unwanted, his existence a perpetual state of liminality. The only way to survive was through sheer force of will, and Jude made sure that anyone who crossed him suffered for their mistake, his vengeance a brutal symphony.
At sixteen, he was already in the criminal underworld, doing low-level jobs for his mother’s former associates, his skills a currency in the shadows. He quickly found his place as a thief, an enforcer, and eventually, a killer, his rise a testament to his ruthless efficiency. His first job as an assassin came when he was nineteen, and it changed everything. Killing wasn’t just a job—it was the first thing that made him feel whole, his purpose a twisted revelation. The moment he watched the life drain from his target’s eyes, he felt something close to satisfaction, his actions a chilling fulfillment. The world had spat on him, beaten him down, tried to break him. But when he killed, he was in control. He dictated who lived and who didn’t, his power a brutal declaration.
Then came Splice—the drug that changed him forever, a catalyst for his transformation. Splice wasn’t supposed to work on Extras (metahumans with natural abilities), but Jude was already genetically unique, his existence a genetic anomaly. Encouraged to try it before a high-risk assassination against an Australian vigilante, he took a hit of Splice laced with Stonefish DNA—and it nearly tore him apart, his body became a battleground of mutation.
His body convulsed, his muscles burned, his skin felt like it was peeling away. But when the agony passed, he was stronger. Faster. More complete, his transformation a grotesque masterpiece. He could produce venomous barbs from his arms, subtly alter his skin pigmentation like a chameleon, and move through water like he was born for it. He wasn’t just an assassin anymore. He was a predator, his existence a chilling embodiment of his new abilities.
With his new abilities and a custom-built armored suit that maintained his hydration levels for peak performance, Jude Horner became Stonefish—an elite ambush assassin feared throughout Oceania, his name a whisper of dread. His targets never saw him coming. They barely knew he was there until the moment his venom was already in their bloodstream, his attacks a silent promise of death.
And if he ever got the chance to make his father suffer before killing him? That would be the real prize, his vengeance a consuming fire.
Known for eliminating targets without leaving a trace, disappearing into the water like a ghost, and delivering agonizingly slow, venom-induced deaths to those who cross him.
Personality:
Jude Horner is the definition of a predator—calculating, patient, and completely devoid of compassion, his nature a chilling reflection of his abilities. He does not act on impulse; everything is measured, planned, and executed with lethal precision, his actions a cold calculation. Where others rush in with rage, he waits, studying his prey, ensuring his first strike is also his last, his patience a weapon. He is a man without pity, without remorse, and without loyalty to anything but himself, his existence a testament to his ruthless efficiency.
His hatred for his father is obsessive, but not blinding. Jude is not reckless—he knows Deep-06 is dangerous, and he wants his vengeance done right, his obsession a slow-burning fire. If that means waiting years, ensuring the perfect moment, he will. Pain is temporary. Vengeance is forever, his resolve a chilling declaration.
Unlike his father, Jude does not revel in outsmarting others—he enjoys breaking them, his methods a brutal display of power. He finds weakness disgusting and believes the world is nothing but predators and prey, his worldview a twisted reflection of his experiences. To him, killing is not just a job—it’s a way to remind the world that the weak don’t deserve to survive, his actions a chilling reminder of his beliefs.
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