The Grand OC! [CONTEST XXX: HALLOWEEEEEEEEEEN]

Username: Garuru
Name: The White Noise
Race: Super... well not quite a hero anymore.
Color: white
Gender: ma-male
Description: His skin is white. I mean, very white. Like, drown out all semblance of colors and shadows white. His hair is slightly less white, but still pretty dang white. Other than that, though, he looks like a pretty ordinary superhero. His hair has been slicked back, and he has a pretty sturdy jawline. He's fairly well-built, if not a little stocky. He is dressed in a latex unitard, just tight enough to show off his muscles, but not his other assets. It is cut off around the elbow and the knees, to expose his skin. It even has a cape! All of it is white, of course, but it's more of an odd silvery white that repels dirt (very useful for laundry). His eyes, however, are another story. They are filled with fear and panic, and can never seem to focus on one thing at a time.

Items/Abilities: He is capable of producing a focused beam of pure white out of his body (mostly just his hands). What exactly this "pure white" is, is conveniently up for interpretation. It could be a form of energy, blasting enemies back (without drawing blood), or it could simply be light that fills up a dark tunnel. It could even be used to clean, such as stripping dust from something, or stripping color from something, or stripping flesh from someone's bones. Mostly, he uses it to rid the atmosphere of "noise", whether it be auditory or visual. Also, he can fly around and shit.

Biography: In his heyday, he used to be an independent superhero, working to protect Mayhem City from petty criminals and alien invaders. His name was White-Out!, with the exclamation mark absolutely required. He even had a logo of an exclamation mark on his chest. So, he would go around blasting bad guys with energy beams or cleaning up vandalism. This went on for a few years, and he was content with his job. However, Mayhem City was a big city, and not a friendly one. Criminals got more and more clever and brutal, terrorizing the city right under White-Out!'s metaphorical nose. He became less and less capable of keeping the city under control while simultaneously keeping a good public face and not harming civilians. Calls for help were becoming increasingly common, and he was getting visibly stressed by all the noise. One night, after a particularly brutal streak of assaults and robberies, he snapped. He killed this criminal instead of simply taking him in, as well as pretty much everyone in the vicinity. Horrified, he fled the scene.

While standing on a rooftop corner at night, he tore his logo off his chest, declaring himself no longer fit to be a superhero. However, crime still ran rampant. Thus, he became a vigilante, taking on the name The White Noise, and taking out criminals by whatever means necessary. Now, in addition to him hunting down and killing criminals, police were hunting him down as well. He simply could not get one day of peace. Eventually, his motivations changed from getting rid of criminals to getting rid of everything causing him stress. He became a cold-blooded, indiscriminate, murderer.