Sebastian Cole was a model youth, despite a problematic situation growing up. You see he had been adopted when he was a baby, not exactly the norm for the late 1930’s, but with the growth of everything going on, everyone did their part as American’s to help out, even if that was to adopt those who had no one to call their own. He was a precocious child, but that was simply because he was so bright and adventurous, always seeking what was behind the next bend and figuring out what made things tick. It was all to his advantage though, as that spark of adventure led him to excel in whatever he tried, learning mathematics and sciences as rapidly as he came across them, and doing well in his boy scout troop. He even picked up shooting along with the rest of the neighborhood boys, so that when they grew up they could be good soldiers too with the great World War 2 going on. But as they grew up, the wars ended, and life returned to normal. Kids watched television and read comics, dreaming of the bright and shining future, one free of the growing communist influence. Who knows, maybe he could be someone who could help get people to see the stars and live on the moon, just like the comics showed!
With his grades and studies, he managed to get a scholarship to the Universities on the East Coast, where all the great science and cities were continuing to blossom and grow. He would learn all his can and get in on the ground floor of the upcoming space program. Rockets were just getting shot up into space, and soon he would be able to do his part to help out with them. One day when he was working late in the lab, a figure appeared before him, it was a lady dressed in a lab coat, and she was rather pretty. Yet he didn’t remember her in any of his classes, and she didn’t seem like any professor he had met yet. That was when his world got shifted topsy turvy, as she told him that she was his mother. It was possible after all, his parents had told him the truth of his adoption. But he just had trouble believing it, yet she had a ring of truth to it. She explained things, told him that she was a representative of America, its driving force behind exploration and moving forward. And with the push towards space, he would be her ace in the hole, push the Americans ahead and get them exploring space before the damn Ruskies. It was hard for him to believe, but she put a large rucksack and a breifcase before him with a smile. She told him that these would give him the boost he needed to get to where he was going, and explained the importance of the various relics in the bags. They would open up the secrets of time and space to him, and with his blaster and jet pack he could be just like the hero’s in the pulps if the Russians decided to interfere with their spies. He could understand most of the rest of it, and she told him she would come and visit him later on and explain more.
Still his mind was too excited with all the things she had presented to him, and he started to tinker with everything. Unfortunately advanced sciences and tinkering to not always lead towards the best of things, and as he pried loose the face of the stop watch, Time itself seemed to break. The next thing he knew, he woke up in the middle of a park, with a skyline he couldn’t recognize. Somehow when he finished pocketing the things his mother had given him, he knew when and where he was, and it blew his mind. He was in the future! But, where were the flying cars? Where was the chrome? What had gone wrong in his mishap that the world seemed so glum and dark. He would have to figure it out in time, but there was nothing to stop him from trying his darnedest to fix things as he figured them out. It was after all, part of the American way.
Events Thus Far
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- Phat Lewt
|Strength 2||Charisma 3||Perception 3|
|Epic Strength||Epic Charisma 1||Epic Perception 2|
|Dexterity 4||Manipulation 2||Intelligence 4|
|Epic Dexterity 1||Epic Manipulation 1||Epic Intelligence 2|
|Stamina 3||Appearance 2||Wits 4|
|Epic Stamina 1||Epic Appearance 1||Epic Wits 2|