[center][img]http://i.imgur.com/qfSBVfn.png[/img][hr][i][External rattling][/i][hr] [b]Name:[/b] Rattle N. Bones [b]Alias:[/b] Bones [b]Superhero/Villain:[/b] Hero [b]Age:[/b] 22(?) [b]Gender:[/b] Skeleton [b]Powers/Equipment:[/b] Milkomancy [i]By drinking milk (somehow), Rattle becomes stronger than the average skeleton. If Rattle drinks around 20 litres of milk, he temporarily becomes invincible and has super strength for about 10 minutes after he drank the last litre.[/i] Inconspicuous [i]For some reason, normal people think Rattle N. Bones as a normal person. Only superheroes, villains, and those closely associated to those two would see Rattle for what they truly are: a skeleton.[/i] Practically immortal [i]Because of Rattle's close relationship with a certain necromancer, he can be reassembled provided 60% of his total body is returned to said necromancer.[/i] How? [i]Rattle can speak without a tongue, lips, or any face related muscles. It is unknown how he does such a thing. Rattle just says it's because of freaky necromancy magic.[/i] [b]Weakness(es):[/b] Brittle and weak when he doesn't drink milk. Terrible stamina Can't eat or drink anything other than whole, 2-1% or organic milk. Skimmed and lactose-free are undrinkable. He can also drink/eat any cream product, like cream and sour cream. He can also eat yogurt, but only vanilla and honey flavour. 1995 Nissan Quests [b]Appearance:[/b] I mean, he's a skeleton. What more would you want? He stands at about 5'10", and weighs whatever a skeleton weighs, so, around ~20 pounds. If he drinks 20 litres of milk, his weight will amplify by 10 times for 10 minutes. [b]Personality:[/b] Rattle is a, at most times, an oddly normal person. He works part-time hours at a convenience store, takes classes at the local recreation center, and does that sort of thing. Whenever crime arises, he carefully takes off his clothes, folds them up, places them in a top secret location, drinks some milk, and fights crime. Rattle is rather nice for being a resurrected pile of bones. He chooses to help other people instead of doing Graveyard Goon things. [b]Backstory:[/b] Rattle N. Bones wasn't always a skeleton. He was originally a meaty flesh puppet. He was born to his parents, Jack and Mary Bones. So disgusted at their ho-hum names, they decided to name their son Rattle Nightfury Bones. Rattle never understood why people in elementary school would bully him for his name. He thought it was the coolest thing. When Rattle was in high school, reality hit him like a truck. His name was Rattle N. Bones. Rattling bones. He was upset with his parents for naming him such a thing, and he couldn't even use his middle name because it was Nightfury. He couldn't use the short form of Rattle because he would be called Rat. He was at a social low point. Nobody would be friends with the guy who's parents would name him Rattle N. Bones. He just studied alone, away from other people. When he was 22, his life was no better. He still had no friends. Because of this, he constantly would take walks alone. One fateful summer's night on an empty street on a cliff in the wilderness, Rattle was hit by a 1995 Nissan Quest. The driver didn't even notice. He flew down the cliff, landed on the ground, and instantly died. Or so he thought. Years later, a pesky necromancer found his skeleton and did some weird freaky necromancy. He regained his life, but not his memories. He decided to live life to the fullest with the new name that he chose for himself: Rattle Nicolas Bones. [b]Other:[/b] Rattle works at his local Misco, a convenience store. He lives in a 10 story apartment building a few kilometers away.[/center]