Clay Snider

The suit is an accomplice. ❞

Name: Clay Snider
Alias/Nicknames:
- Agent Orange
Gender: Male
Age: 35
Height: 6'3
Weight: 220 lbs
Birthday: September 18 ♍︎

Ethnicity: Italian and Irish
Location: New York City

Occupation: CEO; Snider Corp
Affiliation(s): 
- None (himself)
- Sinestro Corps (formerly)
- Legion of Doom (formerly)

Notable Features: 
- Always wearing designer suits
- Expensive watches and rings, his lantern ring among them

Family:
- Giovanni "John" Baiamonte (Father)
- Lorraine Snider (Mother, deceased)
- Shauna Snider (Cousin, deceased)

Biography

      Positive: Charismatic | Driven | Confident | Diligent
      Negative: Insufferable | Impatient | Avaricious | Narcissistic
      Neutral: Risk-taker | Hedonist | Workaholic

Anyone who's anyone knows who Clay Snider is. Even outliers, people living on the fringes of society, have at least heard of his name, bellowed from every TV program, newspaper, talk show, magazine, trending hashtag, and activist megaphone. Clay Snider. Each and every single time, the connotation is positive. The billionaire philanthropist innovator, a leader in almost all market sectors, but especially technology and biomedical research, with seemingly unending pockets and unending generosity. Since becoming CEO of Snider Corps after his mother's very unfortunate passing at a young age, Clay has made his mark on the corporation, breaking the boundaries of focusing on just biotech and expanding to the horizons of the unknown, speeding up humanity's evolution. His photogenic smile is captured on billboards everywhere, especially in his hometown of New York City, where people either want him or want to be him.

But beauty is only skin deep, and paying for PR campaigns is pocket change. Who exactly is Clay Snider when the cameras are turned away? 

Depends on who you ask. His investors see a man who is insatiable, ambitions never-ending, but who is worth the calculated risk, as he delivers above and beyond the expected dividends every single time. The scientists and researchers on his payroll see a mysterious man who will return with advanced technology and blueprints in languages they cannot ascertain are even human, but who is willing to fill the gaps in human knowledge by any means necessary, and for that reason alone, they do not question it. The secretaries that are in and out of employment, a revolving door, see a man who is quick to anger, expecting nothing short of perfection, and should his coffee be even a few degrees off, they will leave with first-degree burns and without a job. His competitors see a man who is haughty, way too full of himself, ankles crossed atop his desk as he flips through his phone callously, not even bothering to show any respect to those he's deemed as useless to him career-wise. If you're not there to stroke his ego or boost his stocks, if you serve no benefit, what are you even doing there at all?

At the top of the pecking order, let alone a trustfund kid who inherited Snider Corp, one would naturally assume him to be a lazy unremarkable individual, skating by on mother's coat-tails and his charming good looks, but you would be sorely mistaken in this assessment. Clay is a perfectionist, has a critical eye for pointing out mistakes and ironing them out, and because of this, he insists on overlooking many of the corporative branches' work. Because of this, he is often found at the top floor in Snider headquarters in Manhattan, in his lavishly decorated office floor supervised by the only person whose compulsion for perfectionism is at the same level, his secretary. The two work in tandem Monday through Friday to keep all business affairs afloat, sometimes well after hours, hitting midnight. Clay is proudest of his accomplishments and work in life, so obsessed, that his business line is always open for important matters, even during vacation. It's hard to imagine the man simply lazing around or procrastinating when there's always work to be done, always another profit to turn. It's never enough for him.

Insatiable: that is what he is, in all aspects of his existence. To be born into money and live comfortably, to live in excess, but still crave even more, to squeeze the Earth like a lemon of all its worth, and still look outwards to the sky, to space, to brave new frontiers, for better resources. To despise being told "no," to stop, to settle for less, to be content. So long as he lives and breathes, his claws will continue to grasp at all the universe has to offer, and should he ever attain it all, he will still feel unsatisfied with all he has gained. There shouldn't have to be a limit to what he can make his: anything, anyone, can be a possession. Everyone has a price.

MBTI: ENTJ
Alignment: Neutral Evil

Hobbies: Playing the market, tennis, golf, sailing, calligraphy, travel
Likes: Innovation, martinis, jazz, 80s music, art museums, fountain pens, overpriced tea, chinchillas, marble statues, showing off, extravagance
Dislikes: Caviar (but will fake enjoying it at parties for the status symbol it represents)

Playlist: [Link]

Aesthetic Board:

Powers

• Emotional Electromagnetic Spectrum: Clay has been able to harness the power of two emotions in the spectrum of light, Fear (yellow) and Avarice (orange). He is able to generate solid-light constructs only limited by his own imagination and avarice/fear-inducement using either or both power rings. He can also fly, travel through inhospitable environments, and enter hyperspace to move vast distances quickly.
• Orange Lantern Corps: The power of the orange light allows Clay to steal the identities of those he kills, transforming them into an Orange Lantern construct and effectively making them a member of his "orange lantern corps." These Orange Lanterns are able to steal more identities in a similar manner for Clay to use, effectively giving him an army under his control.

• Multilingual: Can speak English, Italian, French, and Spanish fluently. To a more moderate degree, he can also engage in Mandarin and Hindi, useful for his business endeavors. Knows basic Japanese, tends to travel with interpreters.

Paraphernalia

Equipment

• Orange Power Ring
• Yellow Power Ring (Pre-Agent Orange Arc and Post-Spitfire Arc)
• Visconti Fountain Pens
• Black card
• Leatherbound checkbook

Weapons

• Can use a hunting rifle but does not use it as a weapon against other people
• Essentially can create any weapon out of light constructs using his power ring(s)
  
  

Backstory

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Trivia

• Clay had a private tutor from adolescence teaching him how to play the cello, something his mother insisted on him learning. Although he ceased playing in college, he still recalls every single note and chord and could likely pick it up again at any point. The cello, however, remains in his childhood family home.
• Clay is a generous patron of the arts, known for his donations to art colleges and his scholarships for young artists. Museums know him, galleries know him, and he is a frequent invitee to art exhibitions, where he will scope out up-and-coming artists. He enjoys commissioning custom artworks as well, which can be seen framed and hanging in his various properties.
  
  As a youth, Clay enjoyed art as a hobby and considered possibly making a career out of it, but was shot-down by family. Although he doesn't consider himself an artist of any kind these days, he can sketch out detailed studies of eyes, faces, hands, and other minor things.
  
  Additionally, 2/3 of his partners have been artists.
• Owns a pet chinchilla by the name of Minnie. Often jokes about pulling a Cruella de Vil and making a scarf out of her fur, but in actuality, he is very fond of his one consistent companion back home.
• Clay's sense of humor can be described as a Mean Girls/Rupaul's Drag Race mash-up meets a typical fraternity house.