Neutronium P.I.

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Neutronium P.I.
Player: Dyne
Origin: Science
Archetype: Tanker
Security Level: 15
Personal Data
Real Name: Tom Stalker
Known Aliases: Neut
Species: Presumed Human
Age: Confidential
Height: '
Weight: Variable
Eye Color: Blue
Hair Color: Dark Blue
Biographical Data
Nationality: American
Occupation: Private Detective
Place of Birth: Paragon City
Base of Operations: Paragon City
Marital Status: Single
Known Relatives: Confidential
Known Powers
Super Strength, Invulnerability
Known Abilities
A hat, a coat, a gun, and two bare fists
No additional information available.

The Neutronium P.I. is a noir-themed hero from 1940's Paragon City. He was transported to the modern day city in a scientific accident that also transformed his flesh into a superdense material.



Additional Data

Background and Origin

Tom Stalker was a private detective on the mean streets of Paragon City in the forties. Life as a Private Dick put food on the table, most weeks, but it was feast or famine ... and mostly famine. There were times -- usually during the sweltering summer months -- when cases were few and far between, drink became the only refuge, the days disappeared, and the nights merged into a constant shadow. Such times, with the help of the bottle, a man questioned the reasons for going on.

That night was one such time. That night was when she walked in. Dolled to the nines, with eyes like a doe, and moves like a minx in heat.

She gave him a case. A case concerning her husband -- some rocket scientist egghead. Long story short, the minx was a viper. She played Tom's heart like a fiddle, then she played him for a sucker. But it cost her. It cost all of them.

Jealousy ... a gun ... all the usual. Then the unusual: An explosion. A horrible wrenching. A feeling of terrible weight. Then a lurching stomach, like a lead sled blasting over a hilltop.

Tom awoke to find himself in Paragon City, but a Paragon City of a different time ... and he had changed. Stronger. Tougher. And much, much bluer.

He tried to rebuild the remnants of his life in this future city, falling back on the only thing he knew: detecting. Luckily, there were a lotta mooks to detect. They started calling him the P.I.

The Neutronium P.I.

That egghead? He's still around. He went rotten. He calls himself Dr. Gravitonne, and blames old Neut for his own (much larger and much bluer) condition, as well as past transgressions.

The dame? Well, let's just say that the detective is on the case...


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