I just got The Batman Series I, and I was watching the episode "The Man who would be Bat" and came up with an awesome origin that would fit Nolan's "No Powers or magical serums" rule for Man-Bat. So hear me out:
"Gotham City Noir" RPG Application
Screenname: Climperoonie
Gothamite you would like to portray: Dr. Kirk Langstrom, AKA Man Bat.
Class of society:Rule Breaker
Resume: Kirk Langstrom was a worker at Wayne Industries who studied Bats. He was fascinated with the Batman, but thought his idea of using fear for good was wrong. So he decided he would show Batman how a rule bat works. He built a suit that looks like a monstrous bat, with a Jet-Pack built into the suit's back. On his first night out as the Man Bat, his Jet-Pack fail, making the interior of the costume heat and meld with Langstrom's body. Langstrom managed to rapair the pack, but was trapped as the Man-Bat.
Factoids of interest: Man-Bat has a costume that looks like a giant humaniod bat-thing. He can flie due to his suit, but if his pack is damaged, he can use the hand-glider style wings attached to his arms to float to safety. His costume is also permanately attached to his body.
Known associates: None
Three integral reasons behind choosing the character:
1. I need a new character because I need to be in this pwnage RPG.
2. I thought this would be a suitable way to portray Man-Bat in the Nolan-verse
3. Batman will have a sort of evil twin if this gets approved.
Please provide a brief explaination behind your character's motivations: Batman is using his fear in the wrong way, according to Langstrom, so he wants to show Batman how it's done.
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Please provide a small sample post, in the format you plan to portray this identity, with three paragraphs at minimum:
"Well, well, well, Batman certainly has been busy over these few months." I say as I look through my newspaper clippings of the Bat. He's so fascinating. What sort of a man would dress as a Bat? I knew it was the same kind as me. And I'll prove that to Gotham soon. I sit in my small lab at Wayne Industries. I tinker with my pride and joy, well, the torso of it, anyway. I'm developing a costume to show Bats how you're meant to use fear. You're not meant to use it for good, fear is a bad emotion, to be used for bad things. Not arresting criminals. I finish it, and place it down with the rest of the suit. I fit it onto a chair, and then connect the legs to it. I place the arms on, too. I then pull torn pants over the legs, for added effect.
"Time to test you out, my little beauty." I smile, admiring my handiwork. I should have been an inventor. I check the arms and legs are properly connected before stepping into the suit through a hatch in the back. I get my fingers and feet into the suit properly, then close the hatch. I walk over to a table, where the mask for the suit sits. Freaky little bastard. I pick it up and pull it over my head, making sure to lock that onto the rest of the suit. I smash the window and then leap onto the ledge. I built in a device so I just need to thrust my arms back while in mid-air for the Jet-pack in my suit to activate, and then it will atomaticly turn off when my feet touch the ground. An interactive suit. Told you I should have been an inventor.
I leap off of the ledge, and thrust my arms back. My pack activates. I fly along, and land on a building top. But it doesn't turn off. Instead, it just heats up and heats up and heats up. I feel the plastic melding with my skin. It's so hot. I try to remove my helmet. I can't. I'm stuck. I'm stuck as this bat-thing. I'm stuck as this Man-Bat.