Celebrity Claim- Charlie Cox
Matthew Michael MurdockNicknames/Aliases-
Matt. Devil of Hell’s Kitchen. Horn Head. The Man Without Fear.Age-
28Date of Birth-
Lawyer. Specifically trial lawyer for both civil cases and for criminal defense.
Matt Murdock has a personality that seems contradictory on the surface, but has facets that seem at odds but are all needed. There is the part of him that grew up poor in Hell’s Kitchen. There is the religious Catholic. The part of him that is a vigilante, and the part that is a lawyer and believes in the law as a concept.
At the core of all of these aspects is one truth. Matthew Murdock loves New York City.
As a lawyer, he has a firm belief in law as a concept that shields and protects people when utilized properly. He has a firm view of law as a messenger and vehicle of both change and public policy, as something to help shape and form society into something better.
While many would look as his religion and view it as something a bit anachronistic, for Matt faith in something larger empowers him, and tends to lead to him taking risks in both his professional and personal life. Some of his faith is due to growing up as an Irish Catholic, and he does tend to exhibit the traits of an overdeveloped sense of guilt and responsibility that tends to go along with it.
Having grown up poor and seeing first hand as a child how structures of bias have affected both him and others, he knows that despite his faith in law as something that can be utilized to make things right, it is at the core a reactive force. He also knows better than most how ilegal, greedy, and self centered interests work to devise their own structures to prey on those weaker.
And this is why he knows that he needs both the part of him that is lawyer, and the part that is vigilante. With his work as a lawyer, he can help set wrongs right. And with his work as a vigilante, he can prevent the criminal and evil from benefitting from their crimes. With both of these aspects, he wants to do his part to help heal his city.
Murdock is also an exceptionally stubborn man. He has one rule regarding his work as a vigilante. And that is he will not kill. He will hurt and cripple. Break and harm. But not kill. He views this as both a restriction on himself to prevent from falling into darkness, and a means of spreading his own reputation among the criminal underworld. For they don’t fear simply being killed as they don’t think it can happen to them.
But someone who looks like a devil? Who knows things he shouldn’t? And who takes doesn’t hesitate to simply cripple someone and can tell every lie and drag out truths from thin air? That is terrifying.
Murdock also is not known as the Man Without Fear in his vigilante guise for no reason. While he can feel fear for others, when it comes to his own life and limb the codename of Daredevil is very much accurate. He has no hesitation to diving into a situation head first if he thinks it is the only option, and will do so with a smile on his face.
Matt also has a distinct type when it comes to women. Generally speaking, he tends to ping on whoever is the most potentially dangerous in the room where the part of his brain that says ‘This is a bad idea….’ tends to get beat down with extreme prejudice by other, more idiotic parts of his mind. Generally to his regret.
Much of Matt’s crusade both in and out of the courtroom has to do with the death of his father. He has an idealized view of his father, with this ideal driving him to both try to protect everyone through his dual occupations. Not being able to save his father has put a mean streak in Murdock when pushed far enough, which sometimes exhibits itself when he is fighting villains through engaging in force a bit excessive than the minimum level needed.
Matt also has a very prickly relationship with his surrogate father figure Stick. While he appreciates the honing of his senses and the extensive training, he also has no desire to be sucked into Stick and the Chaste’s war with the Hand. Yet even with this desire, Daredevil has fought the ninja clan on several occasions. Likes-
- The law.
- Listening to the sounds of the city and the people within it.
- Adrenaline rush of a good legal argument in court.
- Soothing sound of gloves hitting a heavy bag.
- Sirens going off without warning at close range.
- WIlson Fisk
- The Purple Man
- The Hand
- Skilled Attorney
- Good physical condition
- High level of stubborness and lack of self preservation.
- Refusal to kill, even if it is an unredeemable foe such as the Purple Man. While it can be a strength, a large segment of the population would hold that not killing such a monster just let's him rack up a higher victim count.
- Tendency to blame self for everything. Climbs right up on that cross and starts banging in nails in his own limbs.
- Sucker for underdog cases.
Daredevil has had all of his senses outside of sight enhanced to near unparalleled levels. He also has a seperate sense he calls a radar sense. His capabilities with these senses will each be detailed as follows.
- Superhuman Sense of Hearing: Matt’s sense of hearing is incredibly keen. He is capable of hearing a pin fall on the other side of a building while sealed in a soundproof room. He is capable of listening to heartbeats and determining if most are lying based on heartbeat if he is within 40 feet of someone. His typical range is roughly five city blocks, but if focusing has managed to hear a sniper rifle in a helicopter being cocked from ten city blocks away at rush hour. But such feats take an incredible amount of focus. Often he uses this power to listen to joints and bones moving in a body, to pinpoint exactly where to hit someone best to disable them.
Superhuman Balance: As a subset of this enhanced hearing, his sense of balance is greater than any baseline human. He can traverse a tightrope as easily as most can a sidewalk.
- Superhuman Sense of Taste: Matt has had his sense of taste enhanced. This makes it near impossible to poison him by stealth as he can both taste and smell said poisons, even if normally tasteless and odorless. He can determine by taste what all ingredients were used in food, and even if the handler washed his or her hands and what sort of soap they used.
- Superhuman Sense of Touch: Matt’s sense of touch is enhanced as well. This allows him to feel movements in the air around him, such as flapping wings, swinging weapons, and even faint air movements. This allows him to detect hidden passages and find individuals hidden easily, as well as detect air temperature differences as faint as a single degree. He is capable of reading print by running his fingers along a page.
- Superhuman Sense of Smell: Matt has a sense of smell superior to anything in the animal kingdom. He can determine the differences in clones and identical twins by the faintest of odor differences if he has been around them. He can track a scent degraded by people trampling over it and with various environmental factors degrading the trail.
- Radar Sense: Daredevil’s radar sense gives him a 360 degree view of the world. This is not sight, as it is more like he is capable of feeling what is in the environment around him. This lets him tell what is occurring without him having to actually see it, and allows him to study a foe or item to try to determine its weak point.
Matt’s most obvious limit is that he is blind. He has to have tags in his day to day clothing to determine what color it is. This also means that images on cell phone and video, on TV and computer screen, are nonexistent to him.
With Matt’s enhanced senses comes a slew of weaknesses. For starters, sensory overload is a pain in the ass. Loud noises, foul scents, and high pitched noises can wreck his senses.
Matt has to focus and block out other sounds, scents, and tastes if using his powers at the highest levels. So this blocking out of other stimuli tends to make it where he might be able to hear something occuring 15 blocks away, but can’t hear a drunk stumbling ten feet away. The way he explains it to those who question him is to think of his senses as a bright light. He can use his senses to know everything around him at a shorter range by using it like a lantern. He can also use his senses to perform the equivalent of seeing at long ranges by focusing it like a spotlight, but at the cost of it being a much narrower beam.
Matt also faces the limitation that despite his senses, he is still pretty much human. Stab him he bleeds. Beat him he bruises. He is limited to human levels of physical ability even if at the higher end due to training and exercise.Skills & Abilities-
Daredevil has a host of skills and abilities due to both of his dual lives. Skilled Attorney:
Matthew is a highly skilled lawyer and enjoys the argumentative nature of arguing in court. He is also skilled at the more drudgery part of being a lawyer, being skilled at research. Skilled Detective:
In part due to his senses working as a mobile CSI lab and in part due to experience and intellect, Daredevil is a skilled detective. A lot of this comes from him being a talented interrogator, and in part due to being able to follow scents and trails and overhear things with ease. Master Martial Artist:
Daredevil has had extensive combat training. His fighting style is a blend of Boxing and street fighting with Ninjutsu, Jui-jitsu, Aiki-Jujutsu, Savate, Kung Fu, Judo, Krav Maga, Silat, Karate, Capoeira, Eskrima, Aikido, and Greco-Roman Wrestling mixed together. He has also learned pressure point based fighting, which is exceptionally effective with his sensed mixed in with it. Melee Combat Specialist:
Daredevil is highly skilled in armed combat as well, primarily using various forms of sticks in combat. However, he can swiftly adapt to other forms of melee weapons, in part due to the versatile nature of his preferred billy club.Stealth Expert:
Due to his training with Stick and the Chaste, Murdock is exceptionally good at sneaking around and evading detection, in part due to his enhanced senses. Master Acrobat and Free Runner:
Daredevil has the agility and acrobatic ability of a professional athlete, assisted by the enhanced balance his senses of touch and sense give him. Skilled Marksman:
As absurd as it sounds for a blind man, Matt Murdock has exceptional dexterity and aim. This is primarily shown in him catching slower projectiles like thrown knives and arrows from foes like the Hand, and in his ability to use his billy club as a missile weapon.
187 lbsEye Colour-
Blue, but scarred with cataracts and chemical burning.Hair Colour-
Matthew Murdock is most often seen wearing a suit, with his sunglasses and ever present cane that identifies him as a blind man. There are other indicators, such as small tags in Braille in his clothing to let him identify what color his clothes are. His phone has few apps on it and no camera, as there is no reason for him to have one. His cell phone informs him verbally of who is calling, and has an extensive playlist of music on it. He also always seems to have some injury on him, sometimes appearing constantly beat up.
Physically his eyes don’t focus on anything. They also have scarring on them from the chemicals that gave him his superhuman senses. His hands and body have scars on them, from hitting heavy bags and bodies and from receiving damage from an assortment of villains. His body is strong and lithe, with the muscle on it being lean and strong without impeding movement. This is due to over a decade of hard training and practice.
As Daredevil, Matt has two suits. One is his traditional red one, and the second is the same design but in black for situations where he needs the additional stealth. There are horns on this cowl of these uniforms. Gear-
Daredevil tends to carry a few pieces of gear. They are his uniform itself, his billy club, a knife for cutting people loose if tied up, a lockpick set, zip ties and cord to restrain people, and a few impact smoke bombs as it doesn’t affect his senses and blinds most.Uniform:
Daredevil has one black uniform and one red uniform, but tends to reserve the black for times where added stealth is needed. Both uniforms were developed by Melvin Porter. This makes it where they are lightweight, but capable of resisting up to handgun level fire. The uniforms also have add armor on the helmet/cowl, chest and back, forearms and shins to deflect blows from blades and the like without sacrificing agility.
The gloves and boots are slightly weighted to give his punches and kicks a little more impact than expected. Billy Club:
Daredevil’s billy club is a pair of short sticks roughly as long as his forearm. There is a connector where they can be linked together as an eskrima stick, or link together with a 50 foot cable. When linked, they can be adjusted for use as a nunchaku, grappling hook, garrote, or meteor hammer. This weapon can also be linked together and extend out into a six foot staff.
Matt has also used his billy club as a distance weapon when it is in the smaller two stick configuration, often hurling one and making ricochet and bank shots. His powers help him with this as he can tell what surfaces it is most likely to bounce off of. Lockpicking Kit:
For bypassing locks if stealth is needed.Knife:
A small tanto blade he has started carrying in case he needs to cut a cord or rope.Zip Ties and Cord:
For tying up criminals for police apprehension if they surrender or might slip off. Smoke Bombs:
Small round smoke bombs that cover a 25 foot radius on impact. Used mainly if he is feeling outmatched due to his senses still letting him function in the midst of that obscuring smoke. Carries two with him in costume. Additional Information-
Hell’s Kitchen, New York CityImmediate Family-
Jack Murdock (deceased). Maggie Murdock (Mother, has never met)Others-
Foggy Nelson, best friend. Karen Page, friend. Wilson Fisk, enemy. Bullseye, enemy. Elektra Natchios, former girlfriend. Stilt Man, enemy. Purple Man, enemy. Owl, enemy. Hammerhead, enemy. Melvin Porter, friend and support. Ben Ulrich, ally. The Hand, enemy. Stick, surrogate father figure and giant pain in the ass. Enforcers, enemies.History-
Matthew Murdock was the only son of Maggie and Jack Murdock. His mother left him in the care of his father at a very early age, and Jack attempted to raise the child as well as he could. Jack worked as a boxer and eventually took to throwing fights to make ends meet. He did this to provide for his son as he didn’t want Matt to end up having to make a living with his fists like Jack had to.
At the age of nine, Matt was coming home from school whenever he saw that a blind man in a crosswalk was fixing to be hit by a truck running through the city. Matt didn’t have time to think and found himself running and pushing the old man out of the way. The driver of the truck saw that and attempted to yank the truck aside, causing it to flip and spill the chemicals it was hauling.
Those chemicals spilling were the last thing that Matt saw as the glowing green liquid splashed in his eyes, burning them and sinking into his skin and nerves.
Matt woke up in a hospital, the sheets feeling like sandpaper and every sound hitting him like a drumbeat within his ears. The presence of his father helped to calm him, and Matt was released from the hospital. His dad kept fighting to try to make money for his son.
Matt kept learning and was pushed to excel academically by his father. Matt learned quickly, his enhanced sense of touch helping him catch up in learning Braille. He also watched the fights his dad was in on TV, listening to what happened.
Jack was approached to throw a title fight. However, Jack saw a desperate opportunity to provide for his son. He made a bet that he would win by knockout, putting all of his money on that outcome. Jack managed to win, and had set it up where the money was put in a trust for Matt as he knew that there was no way that the organized crime groups he was involved in would let him walk away.
Matt’s enhanced sense of hearing heard the shot that killed his father. Running towards it, Matt found his dad’s body and reached down to feel his face to identify him. Instead of a face, he found a gory mess that left Matt screaming in the night.
After this, Matt was put in an orphanage run by the Catholic Church. His senses and anger were beyond what the sisters were used to dealing with, and they reached out to a blind man named Stick who had a reputation for helping some troubled children. Stick however had a much different interest in Matt, viewing him as a protege to learn how to hone his remaining senses, meditation, and the martial arts of the ninja clan called the Chaste. Stick drilled Matt mercilessly for several years, resulting in Matt’s body being honed as well as his mind. Stick eventually left Matt, not wanting to see Murdock change into something much like Stick, cold and hard to the world at large.
Matt kept training himself and learned fighting anywhere he could, learning and becoming more skilled. Matt graduated high school a year early and found himself attending Columbia University, eventually attending law school and befriending Foggy Nelson. Foggy and Matt made an exceptionally good team with Matt being better at cross examination and courtroom proceedings and Foggy being better at the paperwork end of things. Both graduated with Matt being summa cum laude and Foggy being cum laude. Both started work at a prestigious firm, but quit and opened their own practice as they disliked the corporate atmosphere.
And for a while, this was perfectly fine for Matt.
That lasted until his hearing picked up a neighbor sexually assaulting his own daughter. Matthew tried to do the right thing, reporting it to the police and social services anonymously as he suspected there was no way the authorities would accept that a blind man could know what his neighbor was doing. The problem was that this neighbor was smart. There was no proof left on the girl, and the guy soon beat the charges.
The thought of someone innocent going through that lit a fire of righteous indignation in Murdock. He found himself taking out the makeshift costume he’d used before, and found himself stalking this man. He learned the guy’s pattern and his movements, waiting until the man was by himself.
Matt then proceeded to systematically beat the man to within an inch of his life.
After that, Matt found himself patrolling Hell’s Kitchen much more frequently, finding it near cathartic. But he also found himself making an enemy in the form of Wilson Fisk. Himself, Foggy, Karen Page, and Ben Ulrich found enough information on Fisk to publish and to show the authorities, resulting in that criminal being arrested for a variety of crimes from extortion to bribery to murder.
However, Fisk managed to escape. During this escape Matt stopped Fisk after donning a new costume of red and black armor designed to keep from limiting his agility and mobility. Putting the powerful Fisk down where he could be rearrested, Matt found himself as one of the few heroes in Hell’s Kitchen. He found himself facing a variety of enemies, such as the Enforcers, Stiltman, the Owl, the Purple Man, and Bullseye. He also found himself on the front lines of his old mentor Stick’s war against the Hand on occasion.
However, Fisk has always been the biggest threat that Matt hasn’t been able to fully stop. Using his lawyers, contacts and influence, Fisk was able to avoid being charged as he had plenty of catspaws and fall guys in place. Fisk had also ceased thinking that he was acting for the benefit of the city, reinventing himself as the Kingpin of Crime. Since then, he has been ruthlessly expanding his criminal empire.
Matt has been busy keeping Fisk’s forces out of Hell’s Kitchen. He is looking for a way to permanently stop the Kingpin, but thus far has been halted by lack of solid evidence. Until then, he is having to settle for hindering that organization and any other criminal influence that tries to settle in Hell’s Kitchen and the City of New York.
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There were any number of reasons that people might have targeted Scott McCurry for death. The man had been involved in a multitude of killings. Had assisted in extortion and torture, engaged in almost every sort of evil mankind would know about.
But the DA’s office had made a deal with the man. Leniency in exchange for his testimony. Testimony that his former boss and some of his victims had no desire to give Scott.
Matt’s alter ego had been instrumental in bringing the man in. That and terrorizing him to the point he wanted to turn state’s evidence. Going through a half dozen of Scott’s allies in the dark had made an impression. Strangling him to within an inch of his life off the edge of a building roof had helped. The soft whisper of describing what all Scott had ate, who he’d recently seen, and what kind of cologne the guy was wearing had helped seal the impression of being some dark demon spat up to give the hitman one chance at redemption had been a nice touch.
Of course, breaking Scott’s thumbs where he couldn’t wield knife or gun again had helped in Matt’s opinion. It made testifying a lot more appealing when his means of defense had been stolen from him.
But it also left a problem. Namely that someone had been hiring assassins to kill the man.
Matt had no issues with most having to kill in self defense. But the man was in custody and was cooperating with the DA’s office. So this was simply killing for the sake of killing. Pure vengeance. Swatting a fly instead of using him to take out someone higher up on the organization.
Thus far, he had stopped three attempts. Each one more skilled than the previous person sent to kill the man. So he was in his black costume, the only color being the red belt, gloves, boots, and eyes. While he preferred his red costume, he also knew that at times stealth was needed. So as he sat a block away, he blocked out everything else and breathed in evenly, focusing everything on his hearing. The faint whine of electronics hit his ears. Noise of a couple kissing in one room. Rustle of nesting pigeons. The soft creak of cables and power lines in the wind created by the artificial canyons of buildings and skyscrapers. The cursing of cabbies and the barking of dogs. Slamming doors and music coming from phones and other electronic devices.
And two blocks away, the noise of a window opening. The flipping of latches of a case. And the sound of a magazine being inserted in a rifle.
Letting his other senses flood back in as he pulled his club and started running, Daredevil fired up at the taller building beside the one he was on, using that line to pull him up as he rolled on the roof silently. Despite running at full speed, there was no noise from his footfalls as training took over.
And as he ran over roofs, he then tossed himself off the side as the sniper set up the rifle, sighting it in as the soft noise of the man’s controlled breathing reached his ears.
Diving off the roof of that building, he slapped the grappling hook part of his billy club on the edge, letting the line play out as he headed for the center of the street. Hitting the limit as he felt the length he’d let out by his sense of touch, and judging it the proper length based on what his radar sense told him about the position of the window, he felt the jostle as he hit the end and swung in like a pendulum.
His right boot led the way as he pulled his body in front of the club and line, heel slamming into the scope and driving the rifle back. The crack of orbital socket fracturing along the top edge where the scope was driven into the sniper’s face by Matt’s foot and body weight was music to his ears. Flicking his arm back to turn the line loose, he sucked the line in as he folded that right leg and kept moving in, letting his left knee slam into the side of the man’s head. Feeling his club snap back in place, he brought the weapon down hard on the man’s head.
As the man dropped, Matt then paused for a moment and breathed in, listening and drawing in smells and tastes. There was a jumble of them, but it gave a bit more information that he hoped he could use to identify who was sending these people. As the man got up with a groan and tried to reach for a pistol, Daredevil then extended his club to a six foot length, spinning it around in a flourish before breaking the man’s wrist with his first blow and bringing the staff up, ripping the gun away before batting it across the room.
Putting the blunt end of that staff to the man’s Adam’s apple, Matt snapped “Please. Continue to be an idiot”
The gunman snarled “Or what? You don’t kill. What is the worst you can do?”
If his eyes were visible, they would have narrowed at that. But being blind and with his eyes covered, it didn’t make much difference. Both because he sometimes forgot about how eyes conveyed a facial expression and because nobody could see it. Breathing in and smelling no other gun oil or cordite for weapons, he then listened to heartbeat, smelled the scents coming off of the man. Felt the increased heat. He doesn't fear me. He is only angry at the foiled attempt,
Matt thought. Retracting his club and breaking it in half, he holstered it despite smelling the leather of a sheath and the metallic tang of a knife on the assassin. A small and smug smile was on his face as he thought He doesn’t fear me….. yet.
Turning like he was examining the room, it was no shock as his radar sense felt the man move, as the shifting weight and movement of muscles was a symphony in Matt’s ears. The slight movement of bone on bone from the mild fracture screaming out in his ears.
And the muffled noise as Daredevil’s foot slammed into the man’s solar plexus was like a cheering section.
Grabbing the extended arm and letting his own arms snake around it as his legs wrapped around the man’s head and brought him down into the floor, a precise nerve strike killed that arm where the knife dropped. A jab in the neck paralysed the vocal cords as Matt got back to his feet, taking the wild punch on his forearm as the assassin got to his feet,
And then Matt simply started hammering away.
The assassin was good. But he was facing a man who could fight the Grandmaster’s of the Hand one on one and it be a fair fight. And there were not many at a skill level sufficient to fight people like that.
There was a simply beat down from the school of boxing. A few heavy kicks to dislocate knees. A couple more to break some ribs, as Matt thought that someone wanting to commit cold blooded murder needed the joy of pain as they tried to breath in and out. And as the man fell and spat out a few broken teeth, Matt took a burner cell phone of his and hit a preprogrammed number. “Detective. It’s me. Attempted assassin of Scott McCurry. Two blocks away, likely have calls regarding a fight.” Looking at the lack of mobility in the assassin’s part, Matt smiled and said “The suspect is no longer a threat. Let me know if you find any leads on who is hiring them.”
With that, he then leapt from the window and fired his club up at the roof line, catching an edge and swinging up and onto the next roof. For he didn’t want to assume it was just one assassin. And as such his job wasn’t done quite yet.