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SECTION II - PHYSICAL ATTRIBUTES
SECTION III - Psychological Evaluation
PERSONALITY: As a child, Benedict was always very outgoing and ambitious. He knew who he was and he knew that he could have pretty much whatever he wanted. This didn't make him greedy or rude, just confident that he would always be okay. He was definitely the dominant one in any relationship. His little brother always got the short end of the stick and Ben was quick to manipulate him. As he grew up, he learned the values on being good to the people around him and generous with what he was allowed to be so that others could share in his wealth. Overall, the young prince was loved by pretty much everyone around him, and adored by his people. He would, one day, make a fantastic King. Beneath the kindness and generosity was a calculating mind. He knew how to speak to people to make them think one way or another. The young prince with a heart of gold, didn't really have much of a heart, truthfully. He didn't feel the same way about everyone as they felt toward him. He knew the right and wrong, he just didn't always feel them. But even by this standard, he was a good person, and he did well to hide his emotional disconnect. Now, with everything that has happened to him, that confidence has slipped away. The once vibrant extrovert is now an introvert, true and true. He is frightened and does not like to speak with anyone. There are very few he trusts, and perhaps that is due to his lack of sight. His vision was one of the key players in his ability to read a person and know what to say to make conversation. No he had no ideas, not to mention anyone speaking within a 2 mile radius boomed in his ears and he had no idea what sounds to distinguish. The young man is scared and distrustful. The one thing he needs most is a guide to help him understand what has happened. Once he can get a handle on everything that has happened and his new-found abilities, there is no doubt the confident and and slightly power-oriented man will reemerge. SECTION IV - SUBJECT BACKGROUND
SUBJECT HISTORY: Born in 2282, Benedict was the first born to Their Royal Highnesses Benedict and Lily, Prince and Princess of England. Life was easy for the Prince-to-be, he grew up with the highest quality of everything. Even in 2282, the royal baby was still a huge deal. There was all of the excitement around his birth that there had been for centuries before. Little Benedict was known to everyone the moment he was born. Everyone got to calling him Benny, though, to differentiate between him and his father, also because it was a cute baby name for him. Ben got the highest of educations, but at his home in private lessons. The boy grew up learning everything he could be taught. At a young age, his parents got him doing anything they could. He was taught the old customs of riding horses and playing polo, as well as painting, piano, archery, you name it. Ben particularly took to football (soccer) at a young age and continued playing the sport through college. When he was 16, Benedict had been attending his family's events for age and was now the life of the party. The handsome young man knew how to talk to anyone. It wasn't something he really got anything out of, emotionally, but he had just about been brainwashed to know how to converse with all sorts of people. It was at one of these events that he got to talking with a kid of one of the historians who took particular interest in the royal family. The girl was about his age, her name Maria, and she knew everything about his family through her parents. He talked to her for hours in the gardens behind his home, sitting on the ledge of a fountain. She told him stories that were only legends, most of which he'd heard already. He didn't bother to point this out to her, mainly out of respect for her, but also because he thought she was not. Then came around the story what no one like to talk about--the legend from long ago that the royal family had werewolf blood in its veins. She spoke to him about this lengthily as he listened intently. The legend was one that apparently had been thrown around to prove shifters had existed even in the early ages of society. He was so into her story of the werewolves that he hadn't realized how intensely he'd been staring at her until she ended and blushed, looking away. He laughed and looked away bashfully before meeting her gaze again and taking her hand. Young romance at its finest. The story had been so interesting to him because he had recently been experiencing weird things, waking up with brown feathers in his bed, having dreams of flying, but not as himself really. He was an owl in these dreams. After Maria had told him the story, things made a little more sense to him--maybe he was one of these things that people hated, a shifter. It was a theory he put to the test in the privacy of his own room. He didn't know where to start, but he tried forcing it, and many other things before he settled onto the floor, relaxing and trying to feel like he had in his dreams. It was then when he shifted for the first time--consciously. It was exhilarating, Ben loved the feeling. He hopped around a bit but soon he shifted back with a great big grin on his face, but done the realization that he had a huge secret to hide now. He figured that if his parents could do this, they'd had confronted him in private by now and he knew they were openly against shifters, primarily because they were only still around because UNIT let them be, and that was the feeling of UNIT toward the shifters. It wasn't long before the blood testing for shifters became a public and widespread event. Luckily for Ben, the royal family was exempt from the tests for now. He was sure he couldn't avoid them forever, but for now he was safe. He was 17 when he started doing research into how to get around the testing. Always discreet, he never released his identity and never used and technology to dig up the information. He found that if needed there were bribes he could use on some members of UNIT to get away with the testing. Life was easy for a while. At 18, he went off to college, focusing in criminal justice and forensics. He also got to play on his university's football team. This was a time he knew he also had to focus on life after uni. The men in his family were known for also serving in the military for a short term at least. He took up boxing in his college years in preparation for this and remained good at it , winning most matches, though sometimes it was unclear if his opponents were simply afraid of injuring a royal. He graduated at 22 and immediately headed to a law program for the next three years. He spent these years dedicated to his schooling, knowing it would be important when he finally took the throne. He would not be a figurehead, but it was still important to understand what all was going on, and having a good education was imperative. This did push back his military service, but all within reason. At 25 he was now fully qualified to practice law and he moved on to working out the whole military ordeal. He knew that he wanted to go into the Air Force, he'd flown a plane a couple times as a child under the guidance of his father who had served in the Air Force branch of UNIT. The only problem standing in his way were the mandatory blood tests. It was his first encounter with them and his research at 17 came flooding back to mind and he searched for the easiest bribe--he certainly had enough to offer. It was here that things got complicated. He found an officer he could bribe into faking the results, made it into the military and started his training. About half a year in, Benedict was doing well and going out in the fighter jets for practice maneuvers. It was a grand life and he thought everything was good. One particular day as he was returning with a group from practice, he was met at the hangar by a couple suited men. He assumed it had something to do with his parents and followed willingly. It wasn't until it was much too late that he realized his bribe had squealed on him and they had tested him in his sleep the night before. They knew what he was and he was being brought in. His family had been told and had disowned him immediately, preparing their statement for when the media found out. Benedict was straight on his way into hell. Before the suits dropped him off with the Keepers, they made a detour. Turns out they were part of a group that had sent threats to the family before. The group mainly consisted of those who felt that life was unfair--that the royals had it too well off and everyone else deserved a piece of their pie. Truth was that his family did give as much back as they were allowed by the government, Benedict included. Regardless of this fact, the two men and the driver of the car took him off in a back alley and took their shots. Benedict fought back as hard as he could, but that only made it worse. Eventually he stood and took it, there was no shifting to escape due to the restraints they had put on him in the car. That wasn't the last of their torment. The suits may be brutal, but they were not dumb. They wanted to brand him, they wanted to emphasize his downfall. They brought him to an acquaintance who put the tattoos on him.PROSPERO across his chest and even the first four lines from Prospero's final soliloquy in the epilogue of The Tempest stretching across his upper back. Now forever branded with his downfall, they were satisfied. He would be mocked forever, even inside that dome with his kind. When brought to the Keepers at 25, Ben was treated horribly. It seemed that to many he was an outlet for the hatred some Menagerie staff felt for the royal family and how they lived their lives. He was pushed around and subjected to more testing that one might normally get. By the time he had been through the standard testing plus some, Benedict had some battle scars. The Keepers had taken fondly to the nickname that had been branded on him. It was forever a cruel reminder of this unchosen ability of his that stole his crown from him. As if that humiliation wasn't enough, they submitted him to the anthro program where Jarvis willingly took him for one of his projects. Jarvis had been curious for some time now how far some of the basic skills could be pushed. How honed could each enhanced ability be? A new specimen for his testing, and one who so heavily relied on his eyesight due to his shift, would be the perfect first candidate to start this experiment with. His first step was to inject the man with a virus that cut off the feed from his eyes to his brain. It was a slow moving virus that painfully faded Ben's vision to black. A process that left him panicking as he lost his always perfect and sharp vision. Once that process was done, then the real fun came. Benedict was forced over and over to shift and eventually he was stuck in half shift. He couldn't see what he looked like, but he felt very strange and incredibly uncomfortable; not to mention he was in pain. Jarvis injected the vials for enhanced hearing, scent, and touch to see what ultimately would overcome the rest as the relied on sense. After a few days of more testing, Benedict was dropped into the middle of the Nakoma territory. He didn't know what he was anymore, but he could feel all the feathers and the beak. He'd heard of the anthromorphs that were supposed to be here and now he seemed to be one of them. Lost, confused and bombarded by vibrations, sounds, and smells, Benedict is a likely candidate to go insane if someone doesn't help him quickly. SECTION V - OOC INFORMATION
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