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Veneer

Veneer

Played by Lxndr

Stories involving Veneer:

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Game Information:

  • Veneer on Defiant is a Citizen
  • Veneer on Liberty is an Illusion/Force Fields Controller
  • Veneer on Pinnacle is a Citizen
  • King Veneer on Virtue is a Thugs/Force Fields Mastermind

LxNotes

NB: He uses a different name on Virtue


History

I'm royalty, you know. After all, my granddaddy was a king.

No, fool, not that kind of king. He was one of the kings of Kings Row - one of the last to be taken down by the Phalanx back in '33. He did 45 years in the Ziggurat before they finally let him out at the ripe old age of 78. You might even have heard of him - Vernon Mosley. No? Mister Cetawayo, they called him. Now you remember.

The Phalanx might've done a good job cleaning up the streets - I don't deny them that - but they left a lot of broken families behind. My daddy's family was one of 'em. Gramma Jezebelle was left with 3 kids and one more on the way when they sent Granddaddy Vernon into the joint. Uncle Sam - no, not the government, my dad's brother - was barely 17 when he lost his father, and he quit school to start working to help support my grandma, who'd taken a job in the Garment district herself.

My daddy was born in early '34 - yeah, he was the one on the way. Uncle Sam was the only father figure he'd had, 'cause Vernon wasn't around and Jezebelle's boyfriends lasted no longer than a few months at a time. They grew up poor - Vernon wasn't exactly good at saving money, and after he was gone, there weren't no money around to save.

Sam never did marry - he stayed by his momma's side, helping raise her kids, and then taking care of her in her doddering years when no one else would. I've got a boatload of cousins from my other uncles and aunt, though, which I suppose makes up for it.

When the Korean War started, daddy - that'd be Vernon Mosley Jr. - ran away from home, lied about his age and enlisted in the US Army, and by August was deployed to Korea, where he stayed for nearly the whole war. He came back five years later with a wife in tow - my mother, Cho. She spoke little English, and my father knew even less Korean, but somehow they managed to find each other, and it was easy to see the love in their eyes.

My sister, Joo-Eun (we just called her Jewel) was their first kid, born in 1960. Me, Vernon Mosley III, their second child and first son, I was born on New Years Eve, 1969. No, that's not so long ago, I'm only 34. No, that's not old! Yeah, I'm as old as your father, are you gonna shut it and let me keep telling the story, or am I gonna have to walk away? I thought you'd change your tune. Sit down, punk.

Anyway, where was I? Yeah, me. That's the best part of the story you know, me. Okay, not really. Gramma Jezebelle died when I was 2 - lung cancer; I don't really remember her at all, but I must've liked her when I was a kid 'cause thinking of her still makes me smile. A year later, Jewel erupted like a volcano. There's no other way to put it, really - she went to bed one night a normal girl, and the next morning she was, well, different.

No, I don't just mean she got breasts and started bleeding, so stop giggling. This is serious. Thank you.

Jewel was always stupidly brave, fighting for the underdog. Getting her powers made her no different, just more able. She was doing the hero stuff long before she was old enough to get a license. But when they found out she was a mutant, they checked us all - and sure enough, I had the same thing.

I'm a chickenshit, always have been. Was a scrawny, timid little boy. Yes, really. No, I can still beat you up. Shut up kid, let me talk. While Jewel was getting all into her stuff, as soon as I found out what would happen to me, I got scared. Real scared. I didn't want to turn into some kind of freak - go figure, huh? Silly, stupid me. Puberty frightened the living daylights out of me - I thought that I'd go to sleep one day and wake up a monster.

I was 8 going on 9 when Vernon the first came to live with us - my granddaddy, the King. Uncle Sam died the year before (I still miss him), and Sam had made dad promise to take care of him. I swear Sam was the only one even visiting Granddaddy after all this time - Granddaddy told me the last time he'd seen Jezebelle before the funeral was when Jewel was born. She came to share the news that his youngest son finally became a father... and then to tell him she'd never be coming back.

Oh, I was star-struck. I'd never met the man, but he had stories galore to tell me - about Paragon City in the old days, before the heroes; about his time as a King and the Depression in the Row; and tons of stories about the Ziggurat. Of course, momma Cho didn't approve of his stories, but I'd sneak into his room late at night so he could tell me them. So sue me, I was a little kid.

While Jewel erupted, my mutation sorta just... emerged. The first time it happened, it freaked me out - and then I realized what I'd found. Magic. Real magic. It was like, like... a license to do anything I wanted. I didn't want to be a cape like my sister, no sir. Truth be told, I was quite the little asshole - yeah, a real prick. Go figure, huh?

Granddaddy died during my high school graduation, heart attack - I was one year late, too. Held back 'cause I was too lazy to study. Saddest day of my life. Dropped out of college, started hustling the streets, and that's where I stayed 'til the Rikti came. Spent a few years in the slammer, usually just a few months at a time. Made quite a bit of money though - grifting was my life. Had a lot of ladies, too. Some of them even still liked me in the morning.

Heh.

Heh heh.

Sorry, got lost in the memories for a moment. Anyway, what was I sayin'? Yeah, the Rikti. Spent most of the war with a bubble over my head. (See? Told you I was a chickenshit.) Dad and momma both survived, which is a blessing.

Defiant

Jewel survived, too. She's Obsidian Jade. It was touch and go for a while, but she came through the war unscathed. Had a lot of good things to say about a hero - Bedrock Bones. Sometimes I think about what I might have done had she died. She always said I never lived up to my potential.

Liberty

We lost Jewel, though; she died fighting the Rikti about half way through. The world's a lot sadder now that she's not around.

After the war, I tried to go back into the old ways, working the streets. Then the Skulls started showing up on the streets of the row. I watched them shake down my friends, rob the women. And then, a year after Jewel died, it hit me. My kid was also dying.

And there I was, pissing away my talents while the world was falling apart. And I realized, it didn't matter if I was scared - I was gonna get in there and fight. I was going to make my sister and my son proud.

It still scares the shit out of me, you know. Every time I jump into a fight, I think to myself - what if I don't get that bubble up fast enough? What if they take me down and the hospital doesn't get to me in time? But I fight through it - not just for me, but for the memory of my sister, and for the people of the Row.

Pinnacle

Jewel survived, too. She's Jade Obsidian. It was touch and go for a while, but she came through the war unscathed. Had a lot of good things to say about a hero - Bedrock Bones. Sometimes I think about what I might have done had she died. She always said I never lived up to my potential.

I've met a girl, though. Hot white chick. Her name's Kendall Delaney. Teaches at Young High School. Yeah, Blue Steel's old haunt. She's almost my son's age, but I think it might be time for this old coot to hang up his hat.

Virtue

???*

 *work in progress. Veneer has become a villain in this universe.