Name: Dimiti Woods
Height: 6'1
Weight: 191 pounds

Early life: Dimiti was born in the slums of Titan City and lived with a large family of about 10 people in one home. When he was 16 years of age he started to hang with the wrong crowd, neglecting his family more and more until he left his family behind in order to spend more with his friends. Though the more time that he spent with these hoodlums the more he felt he had to prove to them just how far he was willing to go for them.

It started simple enough with things such as minor shop lifting, but it soon progressed into the dealing of hard drugs, car theft and vandalism. During all of that time Dimiti even had time to start selling music under the alias of 'Emperor of the Streets' SmokedOuTT, releasing music from his underground hideout that was also a drug den. He often rapped about his criminal exploits, but always managing to elude police.

By the time Dimiti was 24 years old he was on top of the world, truly earning the title Emperor of the Streets, using his record label as a cover up for his criminal activities. That was until he heard the story of a hero whom though the power of drugs could gain many different abilities. The potential money to be made was the only thing on his mind when he send out goons to go steal the powerful serum from Ralph Cho, otherwise known as Trifecta. They succeeded but in their rush to get back to his recording studio they left a great deal of it behind. Once again the idea of all of that cash going to waste caused Dimiti to do something drastic. He brought in a chemist whom worked creating new party drugs.

They worked on the serums for days, trying to recreate it from the ground up. Only things went wrong very quickly. Unable to match the results perfectly Dimiti demanded that the chemist just take liberties and make his own version. The chemist refused, and the rapper decided he was going to do it himself. Pouring this into that, and that into this it only took one slip up for it all to hit the fan, and almost in an instant a barrage of chemicals burst from the flask and into his face, sending Dimiti reeling backward, bringing the rest of the chemicals with him.

He lay there screaming for hours, his friends all running out on him out of fear that what had happend to him would happen to them as well. By hour 3 he had finally passed out and his skin had worn down and melted into a puddle of purple goop, by hours 4-5 the left and right side of his abdomen was so damaged that his ribs could be seen. By hour 7 his body had grew warm again as he regain consciousness, the goop that lay on the ground reemerged back into his body and he was able to stumble to his feet. Granted every step he took caused searing pain. Surprising enough once he looked into the mirror the pain stopped and he found a sudden sure of energy and the sink he gripped shattered in his grip his eyes going from dark brown to bright purple as another surge erupted from him, this time the entire room was singed. Over the next few days he mastered this new abilities, and sought after those who left him behind to die. With these new abilities he has decided to find himself back on the way to the top.

Powers and Abilities:After the accident he was given super human strength, speed, and the ability to summon constructs from the concentrated proteins from his body, which is being created in mass in his cells, which he can process into a form of solid form of purple calcium and protein. Coming up on the streets he was very familiar with guns, and though he had no extensive training he knows how to use a pistol.

Weapons: After paying an entire team of some 200 scientists and highly skilled arms makers he had a pair of custom pistols made that were made to connect with his hands in order to give him more precise aim with his powers working like a nearly limitless ammo supply. Seeing how they don't shoot bullets but instead his own natural ammunition, they can fire through all forms of standard issue body armor.

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