Post by flameh on Jun 24, 2011 22:29:03 GMT -5
Character
Name: Dean
Mutant/Code Name: Blade
Age: 15
Gender: Male
Species: Mutant
Ranking/Position: Loner
Loyalties: Mutants
Description:
Blade stands at only 5’4” and has a lithe yet muscular build. He never goes anywhere without his signature red hooded jacket. The rest of his outfit consists of black leather pants, a black tank top, black jacket and black boots. White gloves and a brown belt complete his look. Hidden underneath his many layers is a completely metal arm he acquired after an accident. His blonde hair reaches halfway down his back, but it’s usually pulled back into a braid. His eyes are a stunning golden colour.
Abilities/Talents: Blade’s talent is an interesting one. He has the ability to change the form of anything with metal in it, including his own arm. His preferred use of his abilities is to change his metal arm into a sword. Due to his experience with his sword arm, he is quite skilled with normal swords as well.
Personality: Blade is known for his extremely short temper. Don’t even think of relating that comment to his height, if you want to stay in one piece. If you’re careful enough and don’t upset him then you might be lucky enough to see his nice side. When it comes to his brother he will stop at nothing to protect him. His brother is also the only one who can calm is temper when he explodes. In short, don’t insult Blade’s height, and you’ll keep all your limbs and appendages.
History: Hey, my names Blade, well really it’s Dean, but everyone calls me Blade. Well my story is a tragic one; that includes death and abandonment. When I was only 2 years old, shortly after my brother’s birth, my dad left and never came back. I’ve never forgiven him for leaving me, and never giving Charlie a chance to know him. At one point he was my hero, and now I loathe his very existence.
When my father left, my mother raised us on her own. She protected us and took care of us. She was always proud of every little accomplishment we made. Everything was great until I was twelve and tragedy struck. It was a spring day when the hunters came, they were after our mother. Our mother told us to run, so I grabbed Charlie and ran from the house. I will never forget the screams I heard as we fled.
Ever since that day, Charlie and I have been living on our own, travelling town to town. Now you may be asking yourself how I ended up with a metal arm, well the truth is, I don’t really remember. All I remember is fighting off another hunter and then blacking out and waking up in a strange cave. Then I looked down at my arm, because I couldn’t feel it, then I saw the metal limb attached to me. Needless to say, I took Charlie out of there and got away as far as I could.
Ever since then, I’ve been training my abilities using my new metal arm. I guess it was lucky I was gifted with the ability to manipulate metal.
