“I don’t think me and this ‘Waterboy” would get along.

Not because he’s a bad guy. It’s, uh…other reasons.”

“…I feel like I should apologize to that one guy.

I got manipulated by some rich asshole and…

…how did I get out of there? Huh…”

// Also most street to city level heroes I have would be good. I am just an overthinker when it comes to this sort of thing

// the moral choices in the first infamous basically boiled down to

Hey I could just be a dick for no valid reason

Second game was “okay so we can do the right thing. Or do the right thing but fuck over others in the process.”

And then the final choice is like

There are no real winners here

// Also he’d /try/ to like Waterboy but for obvious reasons they can’t be near each other

// Or at least early moral choices that don’t matter much in his games except the final choice in the second game

// Thought of Cole joining SDN. Which would make a bit of sense in my canon. Dude has no job, he was stranded from his Earth, and the guy who found him manipulated him and betrayed him.

Also he’s a character who’s molded by moral choices.

“You might want to get a guy to get that fixed.”

“So listen. I’m no scientist, but leaking radiation seems like a bad thing.”

InHUMAN - Death Battle Remaster Ft. @OmegaSparxChannel & @SWATSrocks YouTube video by Brandon Yates

// inHUMAN - Brandon Yates ft. Omega Sparx & SWATS

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“Not sure what emergencies require a rocket. As someone who’s been hit by his fair share of rockets, seems a bit overkill.”

// Accused Crimes: Theft, Carjacking, Armed Robbery, Assault & Battery, Public Intoxication, Driving Under The Influence, Vandalism, Polluting, Loitering, Vigilantism, Property Damage, Murder

Status: Resurrected (previously deceased)

// Fighting Style: Brawler, Long Range

Likes: Climbing, Urban Exploration, Drinking, Westerns

Dislikes: Cake, Most Cops, Street Performers, Being Shot At

Birthplace: Empire City, New York (Earth-52609)

Place of Death: New Marais, Louisiana (Earth-52609)

// Height: 6 ft

Weight: 180 lbs

Hair: Shaved, Brown

Eyes: Blue

Birthday: May 26th, 1984

Deathday: June 10th, 2011

Age: 27 ( Before death & resurrection)

Nationality: American

Ethnicity: Irish-American

// Full Name: Cole MacGrath

Aliases: The Electric Man,
The Prime Conduit
The Demon of Empire City
Bio-Terrorist
The Devil
The Patron Saint of New Marais

Occupation: Courier For “Fast Track Parcel Services”, Vigilante

Education: Coleridge College (dropped out 6 credits short)

“Strange guy likes strange movies. Seems fitting, honestly…

Unless bat heads are very common around here.”

“…You know. Somehow that seems fitting for the guy with a bat head.”

“Probably hoping their lives will be less bleak and be more like a Hallmark Christmas movie.”

“…My head…”

“I can’t remember much but I think I was locked up. I feel like I got hit by a truck.

…reminds me of late nights partying with Zeke.”

“I feel like I should be dead.”

// I MEMEMBED THEUEH PADUFIWJWRD

As he saw Lex turn the corner, Cole ran towards him, electricity surging through his body

“…you son of a bitch!”

-c- He slid underneath the trooper, getting behind and slapped a sticky electrical grenade to the trooper’s back. Cole stepped back and snapped his fingers

“Boom.”

The electrical grenade exploded, sending the trooper crashing into the wall behind him, before falling back down into the floor

Cole’s face was riddled with bullets, staggering him. He quickly put up a shield of electricity, taking a moment to recover as the bullets were destroyed and converted back into energy. As Cole began to heal and recharge, he let out a laugh

“Heh. Yeah man. Thanks for the recharge.”
-c-

Cole used one of his lightning tethers to pull away one of the troopers from Mara and Lena, leaving them to deal with just one, not counting the captain.

“I got this guy! Save your kid!”

// BLOCK HIM?!?

-c- breath. He placed his hand on the wall, drawing electricity into his body from the nearby lights, his wounds healing very slowly

Each blow felt like he was being hit by a truck. He repeatedly fired electric bolts at the trooper beating him senseless against the wall

“Son of a bitch…”

he created a blade of electricity in his hand and gave the trooper an uppercut, managing to knock him away, giving Cole a moment to catch-c-

Cole ran to the trooper who was melting the ice and created restraints out of electricity, pinning the man to the ground

“Oh, no you don’t.”

he smirked, stepping on him

“These guys are all bark no bite”