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Cyclops; Scott Summers
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Full Name: Scott ‘Scooter/ Slim’ Summers
Code Name: Cyclops
Age: 30
Date of Birth: February 6
Place of Birth: Anchorage, Alaska
Legal Status: orphan; run-away; several juvenile misdemeanors, such as disorderly conduct for the use of his powers in public, or petty crimes like shoplifting
Gender: biologically male, bisexual/ sexually fluid
Physical Description: Scott is a 6’3” tall Caucasian male, weighing in at a somewhat malnourished 142 lbs. Tall and lean as he stands, his street nickname ‘Slim’ hardly surprises anyone who hears it used for the first time. He does not, upon first glance, seem to possess great physical strength, since there is nothing impressively ‘bulked up’ about his stature. In contrast to these deceptive looks though, without a gram of fat on his lean frame, it is all muscle that he hides underneath his clothes. His athletic build is that of a swimmer with the same unobtrusive kind of physical power.

Scott is a very meticulous person in his habits and aims to always be well-groomed, clean-shaven and neat in his appearance. Even while squatting in abandoned buildings, he attempted to maintain such a look as much as possible. His choice of clothing runs on the dark and durable side, with little use for anything fancy and no funds for anything high-end.

At all times, Scott wears an eye-covering that completely obscures his eyes. These eye-covers are equipped with ruby-quartz lenses. Scott treats the two models he owns (one battle visor and one set of glasses) with utmost care so as to not damage them, not knowing whether he could possibly replace them once they are broken. For sleeping, he dons a sleep mask to remind himself to keep his eyes closed, and he is essentially blind until he can place one of his ruby-quartz equipped aids on his nose.

His body is marred by ‘remnants’ and reminders of his life with Sinister, on the street, with Jack O’ Diamonds, and from multiple injuries he has sustained in fights on the street. Most of them are not usually visible since he prefers to keep at least his torso covered at all times so as to not openly display those reminders or the criss-crossing of scars that laces his back in a tell-tale fashion – he was no stranger to the whip.

Another mark Sinister left on him is a small tattoo of a black diamond, etched into his skin in the crook of his right elbow.
Playby: Clyde Max (cosplayer)


Personality Overview: Scott has been shaped by two major aspects of his life.

The first are the experiences of having been stripped of any and all control over his life in his formative years through the loss of his parents, growing up in the orphanage, his life on the streets and the subsequent life with Jack O’Diamonds. From that, he grew into being a chronic perfectionist. Of himself, he accepts nothing less than a full and complete effort, and any results of his attempts that are not 100% successful he takes as a personal failing. He is, however, far more lenient with others than with himself, accepting that they cannot be perfect all the time. He always frets over what he could have done better, under the guise of improving himself, although it is really only a way to criticize himself for perceived failures, bearing the weight of guilt and fault for everything that might have gone wrong.

Secondly, he was majorly affected by the onset of his powers after which one slip in control risks hurting and destroying everyone and everything around him. Blessed and cursed as he is with the concussive beams that fire whenever he opens his eyes, he feels he must forever hold himself in check. Due to that, Scott has grown into a person maintaining control in most all aspects of his life. He needs his life to be organized and in order, from his physical surroundings right down to his emotions. Having learned to see change as something that is not necessarily good, he tends to be quite rigid in his habits, preferring for things to continue ‘being the same’ whenever possible.

Scott is a protector, a guardian. He is emotionally invested in anyone he feels responsible for, something that comes easily to him. As a strategical genius, he is often able to foresee several options and their probable outcomes at once. He will unflinchingly choose the option that leads to the greatest-most output, even if he has to put himself at risk for doing so. His passion allows him to act with heroism and decisiveness for the good of others. He rarely saves any time or energy for himself. As Scooter, the nickname bestowed upon him by the kids he cared for, he carries himself with an air of confidence and gentle authority. To those who interact with him, it soon becomes obvious that he is a reserved and private person. That aura is aided by his natural stoicism, self-discipline and pragmatism.

Scott tends to remain emotionally reserved though he cares deeply. As in every other aspect of his life he maintains a rigid control. It isn’t unusual for him to hold even his closest friends at arm’s length, though he is always willing to listen to others and counsel them if needed. There aren’t any people that he feels he can be at ease around and completely be himself. He has a hard time expressing his innermost thoughts out loud, though he would find it a comfort to know that there are those who might not need him to spell everything out for. Sometimes, he would welcome the chance to just sit and rest quietly in someone’s company who does not pester him to ‘open up more’ but instead, accepts him for who he is – a man whose emotions are vivid, yet will not be shown to the world around him.

Scott has a very cut and dry sense of humor he rarely indulges in. When he does though, his off-hand jokes a lot of times tend to carry a self-depreciating note or present accurate observations of current situations in such a cavalier manner that it’s the delivery itself that makes the comment funny. He also has developed a keen eye for detail. As such, he will quickly notice if someone, or something, is out of place and trusts his gut instincts enough to act upon such an observation.

Last but not least, due to his ever-present eye cover, it is hard for people to read Scott. He gives little away until he then springs into action and acts swiftly and with great decisiveness.


Powers: Contrary to common belief, Scott’s physical mutation is not the ruby-quartz colored beam that issues from his eyes but the composition of his eyes themselves. No longer are his eyes made up of the vitreous body as well as the corneal system, but the gelatinous mass of his eyeball is replaced by a small ‘gateway’ to another universe. That universe is a non-Einsteinian one in which physical laws as known on Earth do not hold true. It is filled with particles resembling photons that are issued through his eyes in a blast of force and, upon entry into our universe, interact with particles they hit as if they were gravitons carrying kinetic, rather than thermonuclear, energy. As such, any impact generates a powerful, directional concussive force rather than a blast of heat.

Due to those inter-dimensional apertures, or gateways, granted by his mutation, he now possesses the ability to project a beam of such force from his eyes. That beam is, as mentioned before, not thermo-nuclear in concept but delivers a concussive force of tremendous strength. His power is set up in a way that he should have been able to consciously influence the state of the gateways, shunting them from closed to various states of ‘open’ at the speed of one thought.

His body serves as containment field to the forces and is enveloped in a skin-tight psionic field that is attuned to the other-dimensional particles. As such, his body is protected from the shattering power of these particles and even the thin membrane of his eyelids hold enough capability for containment to block this force from spilling forth. Closest in structure to the field that wraps around his body is a synthetically engineered ruby quartz crystal out of which the lenses of his eyeglasses and visor are manufactured. As such, these lenses not only are equally resistant to the particles of his eyeblast, they are also able to handle the containment workload when the gateways are open.

In order to maintain his body’s ability to utilize the other-dimensional particles and keep his psionic field open, he needs to metabolize solar energy which he absorbs from his surroundings, converting it so as to further supply the energy needed to uphold the inter-dimensional gateways.

The concussive ‘punch’ of the eyeblasts can potentially destroy objects. The pressure the punch generates has been likened to the impact of a bazooka and has been proven to be capable of killing a human being or blasting through walls, steel, stone and more. These beams have also been demonstrated to reflect or bounce off of certain surfaces, such as (reflective) metal or the ground. Cyclops has repeatedly demonstrated the ability to cause his optic blasts to ricochet off objects in a trajectory to his liking. This is commonly called a "banked shot" when applied to his talent. Cyclops has been observed causing beams to reflect from over a dozen surfaces in the course of one blast, and still hit his intended target accurately and precisely. He seems to possess an uncanny skill in geometry and trigonometry as well as a superhumanly enhanced sense of spatial awareness and is subconsciously aware of what is around him at all times. At a mere glance he observes objects around himself and the angles found between surfaces of these objects in relation to himself and to each other.

The width of Cyclops' eye-blast seems to be focused by his mind with the same autonomic function that usually regulates the eyes’ ability to focus. As Cyclops focuses, the size of the aperture changes. Thus, it acts as a valve to control the flow of particles and the beam's relative power. The height of Cyclops' eye-blast is controlled by his eye’s or visor's diameter. His narrowest beam, about the diameter of a pencil at a distance of 4 feet has a force of about 2 pounds per square inch. His broadest beam, about 90 feet across at a distance of 50 feet, has a force of about 10 pounds per square inch. His most powerful eye-blast is a beam 4 feet across which, at a distance of 50 feet, has a force of 500 pounds per square inch. His angular measurement ranges from 3.5 to 90 degrees. The beam's effective range is about 2,000 feet, at which point a 1-inch beam has spread out to 10 feet square, and then has a pressure of .38 pounds per square inch. Cyclops' maximum force is sufficient to tip over a filled 5,000 gallon tank at a distance of 20 feet, or puncture a 1-inch carbon-steel plate at a distance of 2 feet, or to, proverbially, ‘punch through mountains’. His maximum energy output is well over 2 gigawatts, more than a large nuclear reactor. It is suspected that Scott only uses a fraction of the energy powers available to him and does not use his powers at maximum level due to the misgivings he has regarding a possible loss of control over his abilities and the subsequent injury of innocents due to that.

The energy supply for Scott’s eyeblast, stemming from the other dimension, seems to be infinite and constantly accessible by means of the gateways formed by his eyes. As long as he has sufficient ambient solar power to soak up and metabolize, he could, theoretically, emit energy just as infinitely. The only limit to the usage of his beam is the mental exhaustion caused by constantly having to focus his eyes. Due to that, after about 15 minutes of continuous usage, the psionic field will close and allow only a slight leakage of energy. After an additional 15 minutes, he should be sufficiently recovered to continue.

Partially due to a head injury sustained in his childhood, and partially due to a psychological trauma regarding control issues (unknown to him at this point), Cyclops is unable to consciously control his optic blasts without outside assistance. Whenever his eyes are open, energy is being passed through them in the form of the ruby beam. After much trial and error it was found that a synthesized form of ruby-quartz resonates at the same frequency as his personal psionic field and thus is capable of containing his powers as well.

Scott has to wear either his shades or visor at all times. He is also extremely reluctant to use his powers at their maximum level, because he is afraid that the devices used to regulate his powers might fail and he then would wreak havoc on those around him.

If he is kept out of direct sunlight, eventually his ability to maintain the gateway to the Non-Einsteinian Universe will collapse and he will lose the ability to tap into its energy. For that to happen, he would have to be kept from ultra-violet light for 72 hours.


History: Scott Summers was born to Major Christopher Summers, a test pilot in the US Air Force with the call-sign ‘Corsair’, and his wife Katherine Anne. After a family vacation in Anchorage, the family of 4 (Christopher, Katherine, Scott and his younger brother Alex) was on a flight back on the Major’s private plane, a 'DeHaviland Mosquito', when tragedy struck.

The plane was attacked and set ablaze by an assailant then-undisclosed to the children though it was Mr. Sinister who engineered what authorities would end up labeling an official accident due to technical failure. Three of the four parachutes present on the plane were damaged by the flames. With only one functional parachute available, Kate Summers strapped Scott into it and tied toddler Alex to him, telling Scott to protect his brother. She and Chris said their final goodbyes to their children and pushed them out the plane door.

The plane went down, throwing the children’s parents clear just before it exploded in a spectacular fashion. Unbeknownst to Scott and Alex, Katherine was pregnant again with a third boy at the time of the accident. She survived long enough to see Sinister, who had journeyed out to the crash site in order to ensure nothing would point towards his involvement. He stood over her and heard her plead for her unborn child’s life. Dismissing Christopher Summers as insignificant and on the verge of dying, Sinister stole from Katherine’s womb the developing fetus for further processing later.

Scott and Alex were in trouble of their own. After having watched the explosion of their parents’ plane in horror, they now were faced with a parachute that had caught fire in the hail of burning debris. It was unable to properly slow their descent and they were rapidly falling towards the ground. There seemed to be nothing Scott could do, and his young heart wanted to break – after all, he had promised to look out for Alex and already, he was failing his parents and his little brother. As he was staring in anguish at the rapidly-closing ground, it suddenly seemed to him as if something was beginning to stream from his eyes, something destined to save them. Instead of following up the impression though, he twisted around far enough to take the brunt of the impact as they crashed into the foliage below, shielding his younger brother with his body. Though surviving the impact, Scott hit his head in the crash and suffered a brain injury. This injury affected the portion of his brain that would have controlled his then-latent optic blasts.

While Alex has only vague recollections of their plunge to near-death, Scott was old enough to be able and recall what happened the day the plane crashed. Traumatized by it though, his mind tends to keep the memories suppressed and locked away.

Alex and Scott were first hospitalized for their injuries but soon brought to an orphanage in Omaha, Nebraska, secretly run by the geneticist Mr. Sinister, who had registered Scott manifesting his mutant power under the great duress of the fall. He used the orphanage as a cover to run twisted experiments on the children under his care, discovering as much as he could about mutations and the variety of powers possible. Those children who did not prove to be interesting or promising subjects he allowed to be adopted out, and the others he kept, running his experiments and wiping their memories afterwards. For him, Scott was a prize – after all, Sinister hadn’t missed the fact that the boy’s powers had erupted quite early and before their time to slow the children’s fall. Alex, although a potential mutant as well, was dismissed as the weaker of the two brothers and was separated from Scott through an adoption in order to render Scott emotionally vulnerable and remove from him any sense of support. Sinister wanted the older brother to be loyal and obedient only to him. He kept Scott in the belief that he had been in a trauma- an injury-induced coma for over a year while in fact, he had contained the boy in suspended animation during that time, researching his potential as he saw fit. When Scott eventually ‘woke up’, he found most of his childhood memories erased from his mind.

At the orphanage, Scott led a miserable life… Sinister saw to that. No adoption attempt was ever followed up on, discouraged by Sinister himself who would even resort to murder in order to keep Scott with him. When Scott befriended new doctor Robyn Hanover, who was able to reach the boy thanks to his admiration for planes and pilots, Sinister brainwashed her. From that day on, she acted as cold as the rest of the orphanage staff. Through all of this, he instilled in Scott the notion that no one could be wanting damaged goods such as him. During the day, Sinister tormented the boy by assuming the forms of not only Michael Millbury, the director of the orphanage, but its doctor Nathan Masters as well, and additionally, a fellow orphan named Nate who was a bully and simply went by ‘Lefty’ most of the time. At night, Scott was taken into Sinister’s underground laboratory where Sinister brought out Scott’s then-inconsistent powers and tried everything he knew to force him to control them. He was out to condition and shape Scott as per his wishes. But Scott was too willful to be fully broken and defied Sinister time and time again. All the while during the experimentation, one of Sinister's goals was developing and perfecting a drug. That, at least, he was successful with to a degree. The drug that arose from his trial runs on mutants (adults and children alike) became known as Malice on the street.

The only joy he found during his days at the orphanage was a young boy, a toddler whom Dr. Masters claimed as his own son but who seemed to have taken a liking to Scott and followed him around like a puppy. Little did Scott know that the boy was in fact his younger brother whom Sinister had eventually brought to term so that he could grow up as failsafe in case his experiments with Scott should fail.

Years later, as a teenager, Scott began to suffer from severe headaches and eyestrain. He was sent to an eye specialist in New York City, who discovered that lenses made of ruby quartz corrected the problem. On a check-up for these special lenses, Scott eventually ran away from the orphanage, trying to get as far away from his tormentor as possible. The only thing he took with him were the red lenses that eased his headaches whenever he wore them.

For a few years, he wandered the streets, surviving in ways that are hardly worth being called a life. He was a lanky boy, no muscle to speak of, with a soft, boyish face, and as such, the kind of jobs he managed to land for himself were of the kind he would rather never be reminded of once he had left them behind. Food, clothes and shelter were hard to come by until he figured out that his most valuable asset was his boyish face – the lips of which he put to good use. In order to deaden the terror and torment of what he had to do to stay alive, he did some drugs but found little relief in them.

He got himself in trouble with the law from time to time and was eventually discovered by a man named Jack Winters, a mutant criminal who saw Scott’s potential. Scott was reluctant to serve him, sensing something in this man that was too close to Sinister, but he was off the streets, so he endured the physical and psychological abuse at his hands with the excuse that his life was better than it had been before. One day when he was out working though, Scott’s glasses were knocked from his face, and his powers manifested fully for the first time, and his optic blast hit a construction crane. The payload plummeted towards the ground and the people below, but he saved them with another blast. However, the people were angry and insisted that he had tried to kill them, so he was forced to flee back to his master. He was about to tell the story when Winters pointed to the television and Scott, to his horror, saw that he had been caught on tape.

Winters, seeing that his protégé had finally ‘come into his own’, sought to use Scott's newfound talent in his crimes, and physically abused the young boy when Scott initially refused. Winters made plans to attack a nuclear power plant and power himself up into a complete diamond form, and he insisted that Scott come along to aid him in this plan. At the plant, Scott fought off the guards, but only because he knew that the villain would kill them if he couldn’t stop them before. Jack absorbed more and more nuclear radiation to change himself while Scott still held off the guards, refusing to kill them though. Eventually, a stray optic blast shattered the diamond-encased villain and Scott broke down.

When he woke, he was alone in a burned-out shell of a building, with everyone around him dead, apparently from a power beam that had erupted from his eyes at his breakdown. He ran away again, returning to the streets that had housed him before. It was a life of petty crime that he was forced into – pool hustling, pick-pocketing and shop-lifting – all to stay alive. When he found an abandoned building in which children, some no older than 5 years of age, were squatting in squalid conditions, he joined the rag-tag little band and quickly became their unofficial leader. Whatever resources he managed to scrounge up, he shared with the group, providing for the young ones whichever way he could. When corners got tight, too tight for petty crime to bring enough of an ‘income’ for them all to pull through, Scott turned the odd trick here or there, selling himself on the street corner for the good of the group. He is known only as Slim on the street, and as Scooter to the kids, most of whom have, under his tutelage, grown into teenagers and young adults. All of them were provided with opportunities that far surpassed whatever Scott had found offered to himself as he was growing up.

As one by one, the children moved on, Scott was contacted by a man named Charles Xavier about Utopia, a place where mutant children as well as adults might find a chance for living a life free of crime and suppression. It was something he had longed for ever since his powers fully erupted out of him and he faced the constant danger of being discovered as a mutant. Of potentially being detained simply for being who he was. Scott was offered a place there, as a part of a new community that would give mutants a safe and welcoming place to gather. A bit wary and guarded, he agreed to take a look, uncertain if he might find a place there for himself but willing (and hopeful) to give it a try.


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Likes: neatness, perfectionism, safety and security, speed (particularly fast vehicles), tinkering with motors, pool billiard, baseball, basketball, swimming, planes (wishes to one day be able and pilot one), Mathematics
Dislikes: being restrained, being tickled, having no control over his life, being color-blind
Fears: Sinister, losing control over his powers, being forced to kill or killing accidentally
Goals: provide for others what he did not have while growing up – safety and security, a roof over their heads, clothes on their backs, food in their stomachs, a chance for schooling and a better life
Family: Phillip Summers (Grandfather, deceased), Deborah Summers (Grandmother, deceased), Christopher Summers (Father, believed deceased), Katherine Anne Summers (Mother, deceased), Nathaniel Essex/ Lefty/ Michael Millbury/ Nathan Masters (Sinister, former legal guardian as leader of the orphanage), Jack Winters (Jack O'Diamonds, former foster father, deceased), Alex Summers (brother, unknown location), Gabriel Summers (brother, unknown)
Skills: Caring for the rag-tag band of mutants, Scott has developed and shown leadership skills with the ability to keep a team working together towards a common goal. He is always willing to set aside his own needs and wishes for the good of the others.

Scott is a skilled athlete with street-corner training in martial arts and unarmed combat. He has been known to swiftly incorporate the martial arts and fighting styles of his opponents into his own self-defense system, calculating the most successful features of their styles and adapting them for his own use. His level of skill is sufficient to defeat three normal men with his eyes closed. The latter ability, that of fighting and functioning blindly, he is particularly devoted to and puts himself through rigorous exercises to hone his skills so as to render himself less dependent upon his ruby-quartz lenses.

Despite having a built-in weapon at his disposal as well as being trained in hand-to-hand combat, Scott is also well-versed in the usage of improvised weapons, a fact that has come in handy during many street brawls he found himself involved in.

He has a well-developed trigonometric sense and an uncanny spatial awareness that allows for quick mental calculations regarding anything related to aim (throwing a mean curveball, playing pool billiard, shooting hoops ..) or quick maneuvering of vehicles (bikes, motorcycles, cars).

Two of Scott’s major interests are Engineering and Aviation. Over the years, he has become a self-trained expert in repairing as well as modifying a great variety of electro-mechanical equipment and machinery. Working on the engines of his (stolen) motorcycle or his clunker of a car as something of a grease-monkey is one of the few activities during which he can fully relax.

In accordance to his base personality, Scott tries to always be neat and organized. Also born from his innate personality is the wish and ability to care for those less fortunate than him. He has gained some knowledge regarding first aid and field medicine. He is able to assess injuries, tend to bleeding wounds or splint broken bones.

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