Post by Blod on Oct 6, 2009 17:19:32 GMT -8
Your Username:Blod
Character's Name:Jimm Mandrix(Used to be Jim)
Character's Age:29
Character's Attitude: Thinks quick on his feet, but isn't one to spend to much time on one thought. He has a small form of ADD but its mostly centered on procrastination and a want to create as he goes along. He was a good guy before so he posses charm, humor, and is quite social. On the other hand most of his thoughts are now twisted. He wants to live in peace but he finds that humans are a corrupted species by nature and they need to have fear to be controlled.
Character's Powers: Bone manipulation, and healing(obviously he'll die if he doesn't have healing but it isn't as powerful as that blonde girl on the show).
Character's Weakness: His powers have a warning that is pretty easy to detect; his eyes all the way to the white part turn pitch black at least a second before he manipulates his bones.
He feels every ounce of pain that come from having his bones rip through his skin.
Doesn't like fire.
Clowns freak him out and he hates math teahcers.
Character's Appearance:
Character's Allegiance: Villian
Weapons: His bones and a few guns he picks up here and there.
Other Info: Plays the piano or he used to. High pain tolerance. Gives a quick prayer over the people he kills. Has killed only three powered beings one being one of his old partners. Hates how is powers make him a monster while other people can stay visibly the same.
History:
Jimm life starts when he turns seventeen and his powers show up. Before he lived a pretty okay life with okay grades and a starting position on his varsity football team. It was all going well but there was no jump to his life and you could say half of himself was bored with the normal routine and the way life was heading straight into the ground. All the smiles were forced and all the laughter was only short term.
One day when he was angry and in a school bathroom he gripped the sink As anger filled his body his eyes turned black and suddenly spikes started to rip out of his skin and he fell down in pain and seized on the floor. The cuts healed over and after awhile he was able to get up and move on. Later that day and for years after he experienced with his abiltity to manipulate bones and he sooned joined the heroes he knew were cleaning up the mess humans were leaving around.
At the age of tweny six he turned on his brothers as they denied his request to bring lethal force against those who tried to shut them down. They continued to trap powered humans and yet no one was fighting back. His family had been caught in the cross fire and he was tired of letting normals run over him. He had to power to kill and mutilate so he would use it.
Role Play Sample:
A loud splash as a dark shadow fell from the bridge and into the murky water below. Hands rubbed together roughly as they wiped themselves of the previous act. " Your soul now weighs on my shoulders and I am sorry for your loss." Feeling he had given the right amount of respect a human needed he turned around and walked to the brown truck parked on the other side.
The car soon skidded off and moved though the streets normally and smoothly with no signs of abnormal speed that would lead to the suspicion of wrong doings. The truck even passed two police cars without them showing any sign of alertness. The driver gave a small smile as he pulled up slowly in front of a two story yellow house with one black sedan parked in the driveway. Taking a quick note of everything he jumped down and moved around to the back of the truck and unlocked the door.
Adjusting the new Browns suit he wore he brought down one of the giant boxes in the back and placed it on the ground. With one of those electronic signing sheets he walked up to the house and gave the door three quick raps. Twenty seconds of waiting and a pretty blonde woman opened the door with a smile on her face and a bright sun dress on. " May I help you?"
" I have a package," he handed over the signing sheet and the weird pen," and I need you to sign here." He gave her a short smile but her attention was interrupted as a man with salt and pepper hair appeared on the stairwell wondering who was at the door. When he saw Jimm in his UPS suit he gave him a run down and then raised an eyebrow wondering why he seemed so familiar. The man must not have been to good at his job if he couldn't remember Jimm's face from those files they had on every powered being.
"Here ya go." The lady smiled and handed it back but Jimm ingored it and moved in quickly closing the door behind him. Her question changed into a scream as Jimm flipped out a gun and shot her husband between his eyes and made him tumble down the stairs. His eyes turned black and then as he grimaced in pain a dagger of bone grew from his elbow and then slashed at her throat. His bone dagger ripped her throat out and had her blood splatter across his body and the floor. He hated killing woman and he felt a pain greater than his bones could ever produce.
" Your life is needed to let me progress
Character's Name:Jimm Mandrix(Used to be Jim)
Character's Age:29
Character's Attitude: Thinks quick on his feet, but isn't one to spend to much time on one thought. He has a small form of ADD but its mostly centered on procrastination and a want to create as he goes along. He was a good guy before so he posses charm, humor, and is quite social. On the other hand most of his thoughts are now twisted. He wants to live in peace but he finds that humans are a corrupted species by nature and they need to have fear to be controlled.
Character's Powers: Bone manipulation, and healing(obviously he'll die if he doesn't have healing but it isn't as powerful as that blonde girl on the show).
Character's Weakness: His powers have a warning that is pretty easy to detect; his eyes all the way to the white part turn pitch black at least a second before he manipulates his bones.
He feels every ounce of pain that come from having his bones rip through his skin.
Doesn't like fire.
Clowns freak him out and he hates math teahcers.
Character's Appearance:
Character's Allegiance: Villian
Weapons: His bones and a few guns he picks up here and there.
Other Info: Plays the piano or he used to. High pain tolerance. Gives a quick prayer over the people he kills. Has killed only three powered beings one being one of his old partners. Hates how is powers make him a monster while other people can stay visibly the same.
History:
Jimm life starts when he turns seventeen and his powers show up. Before he lived a pretty okay life with okay grades and a starting position on his varsity football team. It was all going well but there was no jump to his life and you could say half of himself was bored with the normal routine and the way life was heading straight into the ground. All the smiles were forced and all the laughter was only short term.
One day when he was angry and in a school bathroom he gripped the sink As anger filled his body his eyes turned black and suddenly spikes started to rip out of his skin and he fell down in pain and seized on the floor. The cuts healed over and after awhile he was able to get up and move on. Later that day and for years after he experienced with his abiltity to manipulate bones and he sooned joined the heroes he knew were cleaning up the mess humans were leaving around.
At the age of tweny six he turned on his brothers as they denied his request to bring lethal force against those who tried to shut them down. They continued to trap powered humans and yet no one was fighting back. His family had been caught in the cross fire and he was tired of letting normals run over him. He had to power to kill and mutilate so he would use it.
Role Play Sample:
A loud splash as a dark shadow fell from the bridge and into the murky water below. Hands rubbed together roughly as they wiped themselves of the previous act. " Your soul now weighs on my shoulders and I am sorry for your loss." Feeling he had given the right amount of respect a human needed he turned around and walked to the brown truck parked on the other side.
The car soon skidded off and moved though the streets normally and smoothly with no signs of abnormal speed that would lead to the suspicion of wrong doings. The truck even passed two police cars without them showing any sign of alertness. The driver gave a small smile as he pulled up slowly in front of a two story yellow house with one black sedan parked in the driveway. Taking a quick note of everything he jumped down and moved around to the back of the truck and unlocked the door.
Adjusting the new Browns suit he wore he brought down one of the giant boxes in the back and placed it on the ground. With one of those electronic signing sheets he walked up to the house and gave the door three quick raps. Twenty seconds of waiting and a pretty blonde woman opened the door with a smile on her face and a bright sun dress on. " May I help you?"
" I have a package," he handed over the signing sheet and the weird pen," and I need you to sign here." He gave her a short smile but her attention was interrupted as a man with salt and pepper hair appeared on the stairwell wondering who was at the door. When he saw Jimm in his UPS suit he gave him a run down and then raised an eyebrow wondering why he seemed so familiar. The man must not have been to good at his job if he couldn't remember Jimm's face from those files they had on every powered being.
"Here ya go." The lady smiled and handed it back but Jimm ingored it and moved in quickly closing the door behind him. Her question changed into a scream as Jimm flipped out a gun and shot her husband between his eyes and made him tumble down the stairs. His eyes turned black and then as he grimaced in pain a dagger of bone grew from his elbow and then slashed at her throat. His bone dagger ripped her throat out and had her blood splatter across his body and the floor. He hated killing woman and he felt a pain greater than his bones could ever produce.
" Your life is needed to let me progress
