Arthur Frasier (Rampage)

Miranda Holmes (wife, deceased)

Arthur Frasier, better known as Rampage, was once a famous superhero, and a member of the Homelanders, the most prominent team in the United States. However, after becoming trapped in his monstrous superhuman form, and unable to ever take human shape again, Arthur's life began to break down. Eventually, he snapped, killing his wife after he found her cheating on him and destroying a large portion of their neighborhood. After several skirmishes with the military and his former comrades, including the infamous Detroit Disaster in 2025, Frasier disappeared north, and is believed to have taken up residence somewhere in the Canadian wilderness.

## Biography

Arthur Frasier, despite the fame (or, more aptly, infamy) his name carried, was not born to a life of prestige and glory. All that had been, in his eyes, was earned. A self made Zero to Hero, a Nobody to a Somebody.

Arthur grew up in a home in the east end suburb of Andover, in the populous Kansas based city of Wichita. He was far from impoverished, his mother- a local teacher on the school board, and his father a blue-collar construction worker. Life was quaint, and humble. But to Arthur, it may as well have been torture.

Growing up, Arthur idealized the Supers and their lavish lifestyles. Favorites like Captain Invincible and Supreme had earned their spot on his wall, as one of the many adoring fans that envied deeply the fame and power they held in their hands. His mother would always dutifully save up for Halloween or Christmas, where she would buy him the newest costume for his trick or treating and costume parties- a new action figure so he could live a life beyond what he could imagine through the world of imagination. A life where men and women called his name, where he beat the villain and saved the girl. A life where Arthur Frasier was plastered on a kids wall, and dutiful mothers bought costumes of him for their little boys. Now that, was the dream.

It wasn’t until his junior year in High School that life would begin to turn from the mundane, but when it turned? It turned onto its head. It was the fourth of July, 2016. Arthur and some of his close friends were attending a “last hurrah” bonfire for the Senior’s that had graduated that year. Booze, drugs, and music blasted into the air in the twilight of a teenagers greatest debauchery. Prior, Arthur had been dealing with intense headaches and tremendous mood swings. During class back in February, while dealing with a particularly bad migraine, he went so far as to snap outwardly at his teacher- roaring out in a tremendous rage and flipping his desk before storming out of the room. It had only gotten worse, and Arthur’s father had deemed it appropriate to ground Arthur for the summer holidays- worried about his son's condition and what it might mean. It was that day Arthur’s father, Harry, confided to his son that he was, in fact, a metahuman. He lifted their family hatchback, and explained that Arthur’s grandfather was one as well. He tried and explain to Arthur about how it changed his life for the worst, and that powers were a burden he did not wish for his family- but Arthur, betrayed and heartbroken that his father had, in his mind, selfishly hoarded this power for himself and never took advantage of how it might uplift their meager home into a state of fame and fortune- and give Arthur a life he so desired.

So it was that he ran off, hurt and spurred on by a growing, ferocious rage that saw him punching a hole through the hatchback’s engine block, a feat he didn’t even seem to register. At the party, the noise and lights seemed to grow tenfold. His near and dear friend, Annie Kaplak, had done her best to try and console him as he cowered below a tree, but the extent of his condition soon proved to be something she could never have dreamed of.

His first transformation was spurred on by stress and terror, and the boiling rage in his stomach for his father and everything around him. He tore from his clothes, growing near two fold in size. The monster reared its head that night amidst the crash of fireworks and the light of fire, and in that violent and vicious new rebirthing Arthur Frasier was gone- and Rampage was born. A giant, hulking red monster in the general shape of Arthur lashed out- a violent and temperamental beast that seemed to react to the overwhelming stimuli like a rabid dog. The full report cites no deaths, but multiple alumni wounded to varying degrees. Rampage lived up to his namesake as he tore through an entire neighbourhood, destroying three homes until an A.R.G.U.S unit was dispatched. It took roughly six hours to rein in the boy, as well as 673.4mg of Carfentanil (administered through gas-bangs) to finally contain him. To Wichita, Kansas, it was one of the most costly and devastating suburban acts of terror ever recorded.

To Arthur- it was like God himself had touched him.

Once it was deemed he was no domestic threat, the FOA approached Arthur about enrolling him into a brand new life. A superhero education, with the goal being to hone his powers and to join the super-community as the newest face of justice.

It was all his dreams, coming to fruition. A chance to lift himself out of the pits of ambiguity, to no longer be looked over- to be somebody. To him, it was a comeuppance. His return home saw a prolonged argument with his father. The two clashes for nearly an entire day on the prospect of Harry’s boy joining a community he himself had disdained, the same groups that he believed recklessly endangered the lives of others and infringed upon the rights of citizens across the globe. It all came to a head when Arthur’s father conceded.

“If you could give a damn about what I think, and the sanctity of your soul, then so be it; but don’t you dare come back.”

Those were the final words spoken to Arthur by his father before he left. A final condemnation for his choice, but one that seemed to only strengthen the resolve and hunger for a life worth living. Arthur was enrolled into Cypress High in Washington, D.C, where he finished his lower education in an environment that also began to teach him what it took to be a superhero; control of his powers, law and legislation, and all the works. When he finished at Cypress, he was transferred to Varger Academy. He quickly became one of the most sought after stars in the education bracket, his staggering strength and ridiculous power striking him top marks and putting him on the fast track as one of the most coveted heroes to join a team. During one of his exams, Arthur was tasked in damage control over a simulation of a collapsing Golden Gate bridge- to save who he could, and limit damages. Where others focused on clearing lanes and fishing the people out of the chaos, Rampage went low. In a ridiculous show of power, he used his monstrous strength to uplift one of the supporting beams that had begun to collapse- lifting half the bridge that had begun to fold and bending the metal back into place as a temporary fix so that he could have more breathing room to work.

Arthur Frasier soon became the top pick of 2017 during the final-year-draft, with flocks of fans hanging on every update on his education. People had to know, what team would take on the powerhouse? Would he go solo? Was there anything that could stop the Big Red Machine? Earning one of the highest-graded seasons of any superhero before him, Rampage went on to break records in many contentious brackets, such as “Plane Catching”, “Ordnance Tanking”, “Structure Lifting” and “Overcoming Odds”. As far as a brick went, Rampage was THE pick.

His life had evolved from mediocrity to superstardom. Even while still a rookie, brands wanted his name with their product. For his final year, Arthur was given an exclusive deal with ATX Fitness for his own brand of workout formula- “Rampage-ATX’s Combat Supplement; Unleash your Monster”. Wherever he walked, paparazzi and adoring fans cried out to see the beast, asking where he thought his future would lead him; to which, he only had one answer. “To the top.”

When finally his graduation came, the contentious rookie was up for many teams, but ultimately, his name had officially been stamped to one amongst the rest. Joining the Homelanders, the world welcomed Rampage with uproarious applause.

His tenure with the team saw eight long years of everything that Arthur wanted. He became a global paragon, a celebrity, a certifiable God. Money, fame, women, glory. With the Homelanders, the day would be saved and the spoils were his for the taking. It was in his third year that he met his future wife, a model by the name of Miranda Holmes.Their wedding (which occurred only four months after their meeting) was hosted during the 2020 Summer Olympics, during which he defeated Supreme in a friendly arm wrestling contest and participated in a mock-hammer throw- sending a jet engine 50,000 feet into the air.

Not all were roses and daisies. And soon, tragedy would strike. Another five years of lavish lifestyle would end on a tragic January evening. While on the red carpet for a premiere to the newest Harrison flick, on the arm of his dolly, tragedy flashed in the form of a muzzle flash. To Arthur, it was slow. Every second, played out.

The bullet entered the back of his head, splitting his perfectly combed hair and singing away the roots. The flesh gave way to the splitting 6.5 Creedmoor. Bone slowly began to erupt, crushing inwards and outwards- air filling the space in between. The transformation had already begun. Arthur fell, blood splashing out of his mouth as his body quickly morphed into the hulking monster that he was known for. A bullet, spit out from between his teeth- crumpled and crushed as it was redirected by the alien physiology. His eyes were shot red, and the second raging of Rampage had begun. Over sixteen city blocks did Rampage rush, his mind split and shattered from the sudden change. His suit was found in four different places, all more than six miles apart. When he was found, the bestial monster had begun to tear his way through an alleyway- upheaving dumpsters and smashing walls around him in a tantrum like frenzy. And when he was finally contained, he never transformed back.

That night, Arthur Frasier was pronounced dead. A replay showed an unknown assailant on a building some seven miles out had shot Arthur in the back of the head, and the sudden shock had thrown the hero into chaos- his body immediately reacting to preserve itself. Such a transformation had left its toll. Doctors said, IF he could even change back, there was no guarantee his brain would even be intact.

No guarantee he even had life.

The next months were a blur of terror and misery for the adjusting Arthur. Cognizant in his form, Arthur was placed into multiple therapies and anger management courses- his days filled with trying to maintain the biological fury that he now would have to live with for the rest of his life. Every inconvenience, expanded tenfold, and growing by the number. Before, his longest transformation was three hours- and it left him exhausted mentally, and physically. Now, it would be permanent.

The Homelanders placed him on temporary sabbatical. ‘To adjust to his new way of life’. In one event, while shopping at a grocery store, he had accidentally crushed a carton of milk in his hand- exploding it over himself and the ground, which resulted in an explosive outburst that a nearby civilian caught on camera- throwing a shop manager through six aisles and exploding the automatic doors as he stomped away. Paparazzi and reporters stuck to him like flies on a corpse, constantly prodding and poking the beast for a quick buck. Five months. Five months of hell. And then, it broke.

Returning to his Detroit home after a workout and final therapy meeting for the day, Arthur was welcomed by betrayal. His wife, in bed with another man.

June 6th, 2025.

After everything he’s done. After all he’s went through. This scandalous whore… This vile BITCH!

Rampage wasted no time- eyes, shot into a gleaming red that nearly seemed to glow with a rage none had ever seen before. Smashing through the room, his gigantic hands snatched the man off the back of the woman he loved- blood squirting from between his meaty fingers like a ruptured ketchup packet. Throwing the goopy mess to the side, the man who turned Arthur cuckold was no more than bones and a head- plastered on the roof, bed, ceiling, and far wall. His wife screamed. The scream bit through him, shrill and loud. He swung his fist- the bed, and its contents, crushed into dust, the floor below giving way as the gore and viscera exploded back into Rampage’s face.

Rage, rage.

Then, clarity. The building collapses behind him, having begun to crane back. W-Wait, wait!

Too slow. As he grips onto the pliable and dusted support beam, it's too late. The building that was his apartment complex began to fall, and into the next building. Arthur did his best to try and fix it, but it was too much. Panicked, coated in the blood of two people, he seemed only to make it worse. Amidst the carnage he rested, with not even the body of his woman to hold. Just what remained of her bones, which stuck to his hands like melted candy in the wrapper. Shock and guilt built into his body. Gently stroking a finger to sort out the mess in his palm, he didn’t even hear the vans roll behind him. The teams form their perimeter.

It was the hiss of the first canister that caused him to move. He turned his head, batting it away and snarling out that it wasn’t his fault. He didn’t need to sleep, he’d come willingly. But ARGUS wouldn’t listen. To be fair to them, all they could see was the carnage-coated beast amidst the shattered ruins of catastrophe. The first sonic waves came from the back of the van- the air, splitting as it rained down a head-wobbling shockwave over his form. Over, and over. His rage, once more building. He didn’t need this shit, he just wanted to be left alone. Then, a second beacon. And a third. His mind began to blank. That same red haze, falling over his eyes.

America soon learned the benefit of having a living boy behind the hulking monster. For when Rampage didn’t want to be stopped, he didn’t have to be. The combined effort of ARGUS, local authorities, and even his former team were unable to stop his frenzy. The resulting casualties numbered in the thousands, and near double that in injuries. All members of the Homelanders suffered grievous injury, with the worst being Dispatch, whose leg was maimed and ruined from a shockwave Rampage created in the earth. Rampage was chased across the Canadian border into the town of Sudbury, Ontario, before he was then lost in the local boreal forest. A nationwide search commenced for the next six months, with no sight of Rampage being reported. Now villainized, ARGUS works tirelessly to rein in Rampage and bring him to answer for his crimes… Though who knows where the monster behind the Detroit Massacre resides? And how much of the man he was before, remains?

## Personality

Before his ‘Death’, Frasier was an amicable and bright eyed young man. An avid enjoyment for laughter and merriment, many described him as outgoing and extroverted; the life of the party. Despite the nature of his power and its destructive capabilities, he was generally a kind soul; though not without his deep ambitions. Since a young age, Arthur had a taste for the finer things life had never offered him until his stardom. Money, power, women, cars; his indulgences borderlined on avarice, a compulsive desire to surround himself with “the Best”- in both company, and material. He was quick to judge someone's worth, and while his heart meant well, would avoid things that were “below his class”. All the same, none who were close to Arthur could claim he was a bad person; merely a person built around poor choices.

His personality while in his transformed state remained largely the same, with a glaring exception. “Rampage” was eccentric, and aggressive. The ridiculous amount of testosterone flowing through his transformed body, mixed with his bloated adrenal gland that seemed to pump adrenaline through his body like it was blood, causes him to be quick to anger; and such anger, quickly becomes volatile. Vicious mood swings and short fused temperament had seen many ‘tantrums’ in his day, lashing out violently at the smallest inconveniences. Such lapses in his moods can last for mere seconds, reeled in by the better impulses of the man below; to hours. Frenzied rage has become a staple of Rampage’s brand, losing himself in uncontrollable fits of vitriol and anger- stopping at nothing to pulverize the source of his woes.

Now adays, trapped in his bestial form, Arthur is a much different man. Trapped as the monster, the very same thrum of hormones and adrenaline that kept him going in his brightest days continue to plague his darkest nights. Sleep has become a rarity, for such is his active mind that his body cannot stand to be still for long. Fits of paranoia and fear have him constantly on edge, snapping on a whim in near bipolar moments of darkness at nothing at all. In his moments of calm; he is reclusive, and melancholy. His mind, burdened by all that has happened- his loss, his isolation, his condition, has placed him in a deep depression. Though even as the monster, these quiet moments highlight something the once bombastic personality had rarely given way to.

His love, for all things quiet. A gentle mind, caged in a body of endless rage.

## Powers

* Monster Form: Arthur's metahuman ability is the power to transform into a red skinned, ten foot titan possessed of immense physical prowess, making him one of the mightiest metahumans on the planet. Arthur was previously able to transform into this shape and back at will, though it was originally brought on by intense stress, and required training for him to master shifting between forms. Even after he learned to transform whenever he wanted, Arthur would still reflexively transform if he was badly injured in human form. Since the gunshot which blew his brains out, Arthur has been trapped in his monstrous state, unable to take on human form again.
	+ Durability: Arthur's resilience in monster form is astounding, rendering conventional weapons utterly ineffective against him. He has withstood artillery bombardment, direct hits from tank shells and rockets fired from fighter jets without the slightest bit of harm, and requires the power of either massively powerful nuclear weapons or a metahuman of similar strength for him to be hurt.
	+ Regeneration: Arthur possesses tremendous regenerative abilities, which FOA analysts have attributed to his ability to continuously produce massive levels of adrenaline and testosterone in his monster form. His healing factor is sufficient to recover from the rare wounds he suffered in the span of moments, as during his fight with his team leader Tempest in 2025, he recovered from a broken jaw, several electric burns and lacerations, and even being blinded by a direct lightning blast to the eyes within a few moments.
	+ Senses: Arthur's monster form has several forms of enhanced sensory perception.
		- Hearing: Arthur is possessed of superhuman hearing that exceeds the abilities of most natural creatures. He is able to detect human conversation clearly within an approximately a quarter mile range, and up close, can discern minute sounds such as heartbeats, breathing, and footfalls. He is also capable of detecting both high and low pitched sounds.
		- Smell: Arthur possesses an enhanced sense of smell, superior to even the abilities of scent focused animals. He is able to track and recognize individuals by their scent and discern the presence of various chemicals.
		- Vision: Arthur is capable of perceiving thermal signatures, affording him good night vision and the ability to discern the body heat given off by living creatures. The distance at which he can see and the detail in which he can do so is comparable to an ordinary human, however.
	+ Speed: Arthur is tremendously fast in his monstrous form, capable of running at great speeds, and is possessed of astounding reflexes. While he does not possess the speedster ability to reach maximum speed without an acceleration period, he is capable of reaching top speeds in low speedster range when on open ground and given the chance to build up. His highest recorded range was 376 miles/605 kilometers per hour running. Additionally, Arthur's enhanced reflexes allow him to react to projectiles moving much faster than himself, with him once having caught a tank shell with his teeth, as well as having made jumps which enabled him to grab onto passing fighter jets.
	+ Strength: Arthur is one of the physically strongest metahumans on the face of the Earth, able to lift many times in excess of one thousand tons, having proved himself capable of lifting and throwing a skyscraper in the Detroit Incident of 2025. Currently, experts believe him to be the strongest metahuman in terms of raw physical strength, having overpowered both his teammate Tempest and Tempest's father Supreme during a friendly arm wrestling match.
		- Jumping: Arthur's strength is sufficient to allow him to take leaps that carry him many miles within a single bound. His jumps are so forceful that he can reach supersonic speeds, with his maximum jump speed having clocked in at around Mach 5, which carried him some twenty miles.

## Skills

Outdoorsman - For the past four years, Arthur has had a trial-by-fire in the art of outdoor survival. Living like an animal, he has learned fundamentals of a secluded lifestyle, and worked around his special crutches to varying degrees of success. He is capable of making complex snares and other trappings, constructing shelter out of resources on hand, hunting and gathering alike. Life is hard in the Canadian Boreal, and only a strong mind and stronger body can survive.

Mental Conditioning - What started out as obligatory cognitive behavioral therapy after his more permanent transformation has evolved into an earned skill of mushin and zen. Because of the nature of his power, Arthur has taken time both under a professional and as an individual to attempt and hone his mind- to calm himself in stressful situations, and to keep clarity as his focus. His mastery is… varying, in success. But his determination to live with himself has pushed him to continue pursuing a path of mental well-being, all the same.