Introducing Eric Li, aka Namor the Sub-Mariner (Marvel Comics)
Previous Name: Namor McKenzie
Myth: Marvel Comics
Past Life Information: Prince Namor was born a taboo, the son of an Atlantean princess and a human man. His hybrid nature meant he was never fully accepted or understood in either of his parents' worlds, but nonetheless he had intensely protective feelings about Atlantis, the kingdom where he was raised. He also had, oh, decades and decades of blinding rage building up, and eventually this culminated in him attacking New York City and the human world at large when pollution or whatnot threatened his home. He could do this because in addition to his inborn Atlantean powers, he was also a mutant who could fly, had super-strength, and aged very slowly. Puberty was hard for Namor.
When WWII started, Namor grudgingly set aside his grudge against humanity as a whole in order to fight the Axis powers with other heroes of the age, including Captain America. Probably his best bud was fellow outsider Human Torch, who was not human at all (he was an android). But once the war was over, he drifted into obscurity, losing his memory for a time, before coming back in a big way to annoy the Fantastic Four and tempt Sue Storm away from her nerd boyfriend. (That her brother was also known as the Human Torch was pretty annoying.)
He continued to comfortably occupy the moral gray era for the rest of his days, pitching in with the non-oceanic heroes when it's very important (including a few stints with the Illuminati) and attacking them when he felt it was necessary. He's been married a few times, an X-Man at least once, and produced some movies for some reason, but one thing remains constant: his belief that surface-dwellers really suck.
Current Name: Eric Li
Age: 30
Occupation: Freelance photojournalist
Personality: Eric's always been something of a loner, as far back as he can remember. Part of it's just natural preference—people are annoying—but he also doesn't connect well with others. He's always struggled to relate to his peers due to being an only child in a whirlwind, nomadic life, and sometimes he lashes out with biting (but witty) words or simply acts above it all. He's quietly caring, though, and donates generously to local and wildlife charities. In general, though, he deals with people best on a one-on-one basis, rather than groups. He's smart and stubborn, and has very strong ideas of wrong and right, and in general is just a big personality in a somewhat aloof package.
Background: Eric is the only child of a former starlet who once had a promising career before the decline of the Hong Kong cinema scene and an extremely wealthy real estate developer father whose family has long roots in San Francisco. The family has holdings all over the world, and both parents were eager to be part of the jet-set life, so they brought their son (and his nannies and tutors) along for the ride. They could have left him behind with his disapproving grandparents, but Eric's parents actually do love him and wanted him around as much as possible, which adds to his mixed feelings about his nomadic childhood.
Poor little Eric never had regular playmates and has trouble relating to people to this day. But his loneliness did give him plenty of time to explore hobbies, and as such he's excellent at a lot of things that mean little to him, including chess, the clarinet, knitting (actually, he still likes this, secretly), and baking. What he did fall in love with was photography, which he ended up pursuing as a career in adulthood, focusing on wildlife/nature subjects. His specialty is oceanic scenes. He spent a number of years traveling the world on his own, taking photos for publications like National Geographic.
Eventually, though, it dawned on Eric that he didn't love this kind of life; he was just used to it. What he really wanted, deep down, was a home base, a place to really connect with and call home. San Francisco, though gorgeous, was too full of family expectations (he's never going to join the family real estate business, and they can all keep dreaming about having a grandkid any time soon). So he's decided to try out New Orleans, at least for a while. Its old charm and proximity to the water is soothing, even though the sheer number of people can be extremely irritating.
Current Status: Unaware
Myth: Marvel Comics
Past Life Information: Prince Namor was born a taboo, the son of an Atlantean princess and a human man. His hybrid nature meant he was never fully accepted or understood in either of his parents' worlds, but nonetheless he had intensely protective feelings about Atlantis, the kingdom where he was raised. He also had, oh, decades and decades of blinding rage building up, and eventually this culminated in him attacking New York City and the human world at large when pollution or whatnot threatened his home. He could do this because in addition to his inborn Atlantean powers, he was also a mutant who could fly, had super-strength, and aged very slowly. Puberty was hard for Namor.
When WWII started, Namor grudgingly set aside his grudge against humanity as a whole in order to fight the Axis powers with other heroes of the age, including Captain America. Probably his best bud was fellow outsider Human Torch, who was not human at all (he was an android). But once the war was over, he drifted into obscurity, losing his memory for a time, before coming back in a big way to annoy the Fantastic Four and tempt Sue Storm away from her nerd boyfriend. (That her brother was also known as the Human Torch was pretty annoying.)
He continued to comfortably occupy the moral gray era for the rest of his days, pitching in with the non-oceanic heroes when it's very important (including a few stints with the Illuminati) and attacking them when he felt it was necessary. He's been married a few times, an X-Man at least once, and produced some movies for some reason, but one thing remains constant: his belief that surface-dwellers really suck.
Current Name: Eric Li
Age: 30
Occupation: Freelance photojournalist
Personality: Eric's always been something of a loner, as far back as he can remember. Part of it's just natural preference—people are annoying—but he also doesn't connect well with others. He's always struggled to relate to his peers due to being an only child in a whirlwind, nomadic life, and sometimes he lashes out with biting (but witty) words or simply acts above it all. He's quietly caring, though, and donates generously to local and wildlife charities. In general, though, he deals with people best on a one-on-one basis, rather than groups. He's smart and stubborn, and has very strong ideas of wrong and right, and in general is just a big personality in a somewhat aloof package.
Background: Eric is the only child of a former starlet who once had a promising career before the decline of the Hong Kong cinema scene and an extremely wealthy real estate developer father whose family has long roots in San Francisco. The family has holdings all over the world, and both parents were eager to be part of the jet-set life, so they brought their son (and his nannies and tutors) along for the ride. They could have left him behind with his disapproving grandparents, but Eric's parents actually do love him and wanted him around as much as possible, which adds to his mixed feelings about his nomadic childhood.
Poor little Eric never had regular playmates and has trouble relating to people to this day. But his loneliness did give him plenty of time to explore hobbies, and as such he's excellent at a lot of things that mean little to him, including chess, the clarinet, knitting (actually, he still likes this, secretly), and baking. What he did fall in love with was photography, which he ended up pursuing as a career in adulthood, focusing on wildlife/nature subjects. His specialty is oceanic scenes. He spent a number of years traveling the world on his own, taking photos for publications like National Geographic.
Eventually, though, it dawned on Eric that he didn't love this kind of life; he was just used to it. What he really wanted, deep down, was a home base, a place to really connect with and call home. San Francisco, though gorgeous, was too full of family expectations (he's never going to join the family real estate business, and they can all keep dreaming about having a grandkid any time soon). So he's decided to try out New Orleans, at least for a while. Its old charm and proximity to the water is soothing, even though the sheer number of people can be extremely irritating.
Current Status: Unaware