Name: Xerus DeWent Superhero Name: The Magician Age: Unknown Gender: Male Race/Species: Human/Magi Student/Teacher: Headmaster Physical Description: Xerus is 5'11. He has white hair with a handlebar mustache. He is obviously an older man but he appears to be in his mid-to-late fifties. He stands tall without a hunch and has clear brown eyes.
Personality: Xerus is a stern but caring man. He enjoys working at the Academy and interacting with his students. He takes pride in the Academy's reputation and his own.
Backstory: Xerus took over the Academy twenty years ago after the old Headmaster retired. He has not aged or taken a day off since.
Magic: Xerus is a power magic user. In his younger days he used a wand to preform but now he uses hand gestures to aid in concentration.
Pyrokinesis- Xerus' most common form of magic is fire. He can create, manipulate and launch fire. Astral Projection - His soul can travel outside his body and retain the knowledge he has gathered. Aligist - He can speak and understand all languages. Levitation - He can fly and float above the ground. Stop Time - Is is rumored from his time as The Magician that he can stop time. However this has never been proven nor disproven.
Teachers
Alpha Biology and Political Science
Name: Cody Ashton Age: 32 Gender: Male Race/Species: Human Student/Teacher: Teacher/Biology and Political Science Inspiration: Jason Todd, DC Physical Description: Cody is 5’9” and muscular. He is not bald, rather he shaves his head. He has multiple scars that he hides with long sleeves. Many of the students tease him that if he ever wore short sleeve the apocalypse would be upon them.
Personality: Cody suffers from anger issues. He works hard to control them. It effects him every day of his life. However he can now see past that. He is able to care about others, especially children. He finds being a teacher to Alpha students rewarding. He enjoys swimming and walking meditation.
Backstory: Cody was born on the streets. His mother was a homeless prostitute. He never knew his father. Cody was stealing and running drugs for gangs before he was a teen. By the time he was fourteen he was officially a gang member and getting into serious trouble. That was when he had his first encounter with a Super. The Super ended up dropping him off at a home, instead of arresting him, which he promptly ran away from. Three days later they ran into each other again.
This time the Super took him back to their base of operations. He ended up staying and becoming their sidekick. When he was seventeen he was killed by a supervillain. He stayed dead for about two years before he was resurrected. Something must have went wrong with the spell that brought him back. For while he had been angry in his first life, the rage in his second was all consuming.
Cody upon coming back to life assumed the identity of Black Justice. He wavered between being a supervillain and an anti-hero for quite a few years. Eventually he gained control over his rage and retired. He went back to school then took a job at White Wood Academy.
Powers/Magic: Cody has no powers. However he does have a minor magical talent. He can conjure minor illusions and utilize a self-made pocket dimension.
Abilities: Cody is trained to peak human ability. He also uses dual short swords and dual guns.
Both Teachers and Students (Alpha and/or Epsilon) are acceptable characters.
There are three different types of acceptable characters. Type A is a reworked character from an established universe (DC, Marvel, etc). An example of a Type A is below:
Name: Cody Ashton Age: 32 Gender: Male Race/Species: Human Student/Teacher: Teacher/Biology and Political Science Inspiration: Jason Todd, DC Physical Description: Cody is 5’9” and muscular. He is not bald, rather he shaves his head. He has multiple scars that he hides with long sleeves. Many of the students tease him that if he ever wore short sleeve the apocalypse would be upon them.
Personality: Cody suffers from anger issues. He works hard to control them. It effects him every day of his life. However he can now see past that. He is able to care about others, especially children. He finds being a teacher to Alpha students rewarding. He enjoys swimming and walking meditation.
Backstory: Cody was born on the streets. His mother was a homeless prostitute. He never knew his father. Cody was stealing and running drugs for gangs before he was a teen. By the time he was fourteen he was officially a gang member and getting into serious trouble. That was when he had his first encounter with a Super. The Super ended up dropping him off at a home, instead of arresting him, which he promptly ran away from. Three days later they ran into each other again.
This time the Super took him back to their base of operations. He ended up staying and becoming their sidekick. When he was seventeen he was killed by a supervillain. He stayed dead for about two years before he was resurrected. Something must have went wrong with the spell that brought him back. For while he had been angry in his first life, the rage in his second was all consuming.
Cody upon coming back to life assumed the identity of Black Justice. He wavered between being a supervillain and an anti-hero for quite a few years. Eventually he gained control over his rage and retired. He went back to school then took a job at White Wood Academy.
Powers/Magic: Cody has no powers. However he does have a minor magical talent. He can conjure minor illusions and utilize a self-made pocket dimension.
Abilities: Cody is trained to peak human ability. He also uses dual short swords and dual guns.
Potential Character Arcs: 1. Something happens to his old family (the Super) or the school that forces him to take back up his old costume. 2. 3.
I will not accept a character copy/pasted from a wiki. Please make the character your own.
Type B is an original character with an established character’s name. E.G. Naming a character Peter Parker without using the Marvel character’s background, looks, traits, etc.
Type C is a completely original character.
For the CS, please feel free to make it as pretty as possible. I’m coding challenged. :)
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Name: O'Kay or Kay (Previously: Whispered Child) Age: 17 Gender: F Race/Species: Human Student/Teacher: Alpha Student Inspiration: Cassandra Cain, DC. Nebula, Marvel. Physical Description: The first thing someone might about Kay is her height. She stands at 6 feet, 2 inches, and unlike most girls her age doesn't show signs of slowing down. She is of Chinese Descent and has short black messy hair and dark brown eyes. She is muscular but lithe, giving her a powerful yet spindly frame. Her body is marked by scars in several places. Her limbs can and do bend unnaturally, being double jointed and reinforced.
Beneath her ribs are two grotesque flesh plated openings that can vibrate with warm breathe. Her body is extremely calloussed in places and very rubbery in others. Several surgery scars are on her chest, back, and legs. Around her navel is an intricately designed tattoo of an eye. Her hair hides surcery scars, as well. Her eyes have a second pair of vertical eyelids, and they can dilate into a line like a cats.
Personality: The only place Kay can blend into is the shadows.
Kay is a shy, gentle girl with low self-esteem. She wears her heart on her sleeve and is extremely overemotional. She is also the most compassionate and empathetic person in any room, caring deeply about strangers, let alone people she's actually forged a connection with. She is very slow to anger and quick to forgive. She dislikes bullying and abuse of any kind and will nervously go out of her way to stop it, if she can. She hates violence of any kind. It is extremely easy to hurt her feelings. Especially about her abnormal body structure, of which she is extremely insecure about.
Kay despite all this, is not an introvert. She loves being around new people and making friends, and hates being alone. The problem comes in actually accomplishing this, as in her limited experience a vast majority of people are skeeved out by her. When she is around someone she trusts she becomes very intrusive of personal space, with lots of hugs and picking up and resting on.
Kay loves hiding and feeling safe in cozy places. She also enjoys movies and stories of all kinds, and she loves practicing her martial arts. Kay is a perfectionist, which is the source of a lot of her anxiety. If she can't do things perfectly right she grows frustrated, disappointed, and sad. She is also very competitive and thus doesn't want to play games or participate in sports on the chance that she loses and makes a fool out of herself by getting upset. On the flip-side she draws pleasure from executing things perfectly. She wants to cover up her face and dislikes the school uniforms bright colors as it makes it harder to blend in. When she gets the chance she wears face masks or scarfs and hoodies to conceal as much of her body and face as possible.
Finally and perhaps most importantly, Kay is illiterate and cannot speak any language at a functional level. She can read and write but not at a level that is considered literate, outpaced by small children. She can understand those around her quite well, but big words can go beyond her understanding. She mostly relies on body language for communication. Though she can speak small sentences, she stutters greatly and usually relies on mimicry and replication when she does speak. Instead she prefers to use her own body language to communicate, with which she is unusually effective.
Backstory:
The Whispered Child was born to be molded and crafted into the perfect weapon. Its father was a Warlord, a leader of a tyrannical zealous cult in a faraway land. its mother was an assassin, devoted only to the cause of lethal perfection. Out of some misguided belief that their child would inherit both of their talents and predilections towards evil, they came together in an unholy union. And so the Whispered Child was created, its destiny laid out before it by its parents.
The Warlord and the Assassin had no love for each other but they raised the child together, both of them united in their interest to see the progress of their spawn. They had two distinct philosophies that blended nicely together. The Assassin would teach the Child to turn its body into a weapon. The Warlord would turn the Child's body into a weapon for it.
A unique draw of this vile experiment was the utter deprivation of spoken and written language. The Assassin's idea. Instead, the Whispered was taught to communicate entirely through body language. The parts of the brain responsible for communication was nurtured in a different way that would make pediatrics everywhere roar in outrage. They never spoke around it. They communicated silently but effectively. It learned to read muscles and twitches instead of the alphabet. It spoke with its eyes and its posture instead of its mouth.
It was not the only Child, but it was the favorite. It was not the first Child, but it was the most special. Indeed the Warlord had kidnapped many boys and girls from different places in hopes of turning them into his perfect weapon. All of them were moderately successful, sure, he was a master warrior in command of a loyal league of black operators. But he held no attachment toward them. The Whispered Child, however, was of his own flesh and blood. The Assassin felt much the same way. It became their obsession. Though the two had cared little about anything other than themselves, in their own twisted and cruel way they came to truly care about the Whispered Child and its upbringing. They wanted to see how far they could push it. It was to be their legacy. A new bloodline of born, silent warriors. As long as they remained in control, of course. Never would they give it too much agency.
While the Assassin perfected the teachings of its martial artist, the Warlord saw fit to augment the Child's body in unimaginable ways. He forced it to battle the other Children, his other soldiers. He calculated every weakness and contrived surgical solutions. Its body was twisted by occult science, flesh that was not its own was bound into its. He made stretched the Child. Inserted vertebrae where none were previously. He made it able to twist its own form in ways that would make contortionists blush. Some experiments that were not a success were remedied with removal or improvements. How many times did he open up the Child? It lost count.
The Whispered Child was given no chances to develop a personality. Its individuality was to be cleansed out of it. The Warlord purposefully weakened its mind against psychic defences so he could assert his will over itss with mind control. It would be his obedient weapon, an extension of his own will.
But there was a flaw in his plan. The Child kept its truest, darkest thoughts to itself. It came to master the understanding of human emotion in ways not even the Assassin could have predicted. The more it learned, the more it learned. it saw the Warlord's inner weakness, his gnawing fear of mortality and dread. It saw the Assassin's desperate, cloying attempts at wealth and security. It saw the others Children's fear of failure, their stunted souls. It saw the way the soldiers looked at it, with fear and with pity. It saw the way some of them cared deeply for those who were far away. Even in the darkest, cruelest of places, humanity existed in some form. The Whispered clung onto those scraps. It found the most interesting soldiers and watched them intently. When they did, and didn't know it was there. The Child began to outpace its mother and fatits. It could elude their detection and return before they realised it was gone, if it timed it just right. It heard its first word when it was 12, a soldier asking another for a smoke. A simple act of kindness. They existed, even itse, and they were alien to it. The curious Child wanted more. But it kept its cards close to its chest. If their perfect Child was not given a soul, then it would create one for itself. It became obsessed with finding any clues to the outside world. Art, music, stories. Not the false things the Assassin created that were really just training manuals in disguise. True things created out of passion for more than just violence.
The experiments and training continued for years. It fought and battled the other Children and constantly bested them. It knew their frustration, their hatred of it. Their digust of her twisted form. The Warlord and the Assassin were enthralled and proud of their creation, their abomination. As it matured, its mind developed, and its spirit grew. Not fast enough. The time had arrive. It was sent on its first mission when it turned 16. The Warlord placed a spell on it, compelling its return.
It completed it flawlessly. It killed the target in the middle of an armed compound, and the alarm would not go off until morning, for nobody knew the target was missing. It killed no one else. It knew little about the target, but in the brief moment it ended his life, it got a picture of the stranger. 46 years old, balding, a developing cancer in his prostate not even he knew about yet. Brusque, business oriented. He had killed before both directly and via orders, and the death of his men weighed on his conscience. He was tired that evening, and looking forward to going home to those who loved him. He never would. As he felt its lithe, long arms wrap around his neck it literally felt his terror, his fear. The sorrow ached. It felt it, too. It could see his own death. It might as well have experienced death with him. There was a snap, a struggle to breathe and a horrible agony, and then a final stillness. Then it was over. It was terribly anti-climactic and impersonal. His life was over and it was responsible. Tears streamed down its face and its heart was heavy. The Assassin and the Warlord never expected their monster to have a soul. In their arrogance they failed to realise how granting a weapon the ability to truly understand those around it would affect it.
On that day forward, it...no, SHE, began to plan her escape. The plan would need to be carefully executed. Being discovered by the Warlord would mean mental domination and re-evaluation. Her kindness could never be discovered.
Needless to say, her plan worked. She was no longer under the control of her malevolent creators. They created the perfect weapon and lost control over it, as so many had before them in so many different ways. Only she was determined not to become some cautionary tale. She travelled alone in the wilderness and eventually found a town, and then a large city.
The place was a joy. She loved it. She wanted to be there and live amongst it, forever. She yearned to be so casually accepted, but her social graces were non existant. She would have to learn to replicate how they walked and talked. The light was beautiful, but it hurt her eyes. She consumed as much visual media as she could.
She was homeless, and used her skills to not survive, but thrive. All it took was a bit of investigation and the city became her playground. She couldn't read the signs but she could smell the food. The crowds were overwhelming but provided ample opportunity. She made friends with the animals, but the other homeless were afraid of her.
Eventually she crept into a place she had deduced to be a place of learning, the library. There the kindly old librarian, her eyesight fading, was nice to her. This was a place known as a community outreach center. In this strange city even someone was bizarre as her could be welcomed with the right mindset.
The lost child found great pleasure in exploring the city. But one day, there was a terrible car accident. She heard a bay, crying. She knew the car was going to explode, and she knew those around her were too scared to act, and unsure of even how to help. So she helped. And it almost went bad. There was an explosion, but the baby, the mother, and the father, all survived. As she cradled the crying baby, she understood it's fear and resonated with it, and he quickly stopped crying.
But it didn't go fully as planned. The flames had sheered off some of her clothes. Her torso platelets opened and closed, exhaling clouds of moist air into the city's cold night. A piece of metal had lodged itself in her back, and her blood flowed freely down it. The people nearby, who came to check up on her and the baby , saw her wounds. Most of them were naturally repulsed by her disgusting form, she knew. But all of them cared for the baby by instinct. And they saw her wounds and though some of them shied away, most of them came to help. They checked up on her. They kept repeating a word, over and over again. She didn't understand english perfectly, but she got the gist.
"Are you okay?" They asked her. "Are you okay?"
"Yes," she replied. "Yes. I'm...I'm... o...kay."
Not long after that, White Wood academy used it's extensive resources to locate the mysterious girl roaming the streets late at night. They offered her a position there, a new life, a chance at something...normal. Of course she knew they were telling the truth, even if some of them were insecure about it. They asked her questions. Tried to gauge who she was, where she had come from.
"I'm o...kay," she replied with a nervous smile. "I'm okay."
The name stuck. O'kay was born that day. Given her weak knowledge in the spoken languages, she is pleased that she was able to craft such a pun so quickly. People called her Kay, for clarity's sake.
Powers/Magic:
Body Modifications: The Whispered Child is a cyborg of twisted flesh and knotted bones. O'kay has had many invasive surgeries that grant her powers.
Eyes Like a Cat: O'kay posesses the ability to see in the dark. She has a third, translucent eyelid that she can use to see while protecting her eyes from particles and damage.
Subdermal Weave: Many parts of her body have been implated with a subdermal weave that grants resistance to damage, even allowing her to resist bullet penetration.
Strengthened Skeletal Structure: As well as being more flexible thanks to additional joints, chemical compounds were added into her bones to make them heavier and more difficult to break.
Adjusted Muscular Composition: To accomodate for her many "additions" to her bone structure her muscles were changed. Her grip strength is particularly impressive. If hanging upside down, she expends no extra energy.
Extendable Talons: Her finger and toe nails look normal, but upon closer inspection are actually extendable claws she can use to attach herself to otherwise solid objects.
Secondary Air Intake: Armored flesh platelets grant enhanced protection to her ribs, but they can also partially open up. She can breathe directly into her lungs this way. She also has extremely enhanced stamina beyond just her advanced cardio training, able to hold her breathe for an hour. They also naturally filter out harmful substances like poison.
Advanced Hearing: Kay can hear extremely well, especially when she limits the input of her other senses. Her ears are more resistant to damage from shockwaves and loud noises. This, combined with Secondary Air Intake, allow her to use echo-location to scan her environment. As well as doing a discombobulating shriek.
Full Body Control: Every subconscious routine of the human body, O'kay can manually override. From adrenaline production to pain detection to even her own heartbeat, she can stop and start them at will.
Joint Hypermobility: Surgery has granted her the ability to manipulate her body in creepy but versatile and useful ways. Contortionism is already one of her natural talents but the re-alignment of her skeletal and muscle structure allows her to take it to the next level, with double jointed arms and legs.
Advanced Regeneration: Kay regenerates from wounds far quicker than most people.
Emotional Trigger: The Whispered Child has the ability to give off 'vibes' with her body. Her body language is expressive on a subconscious level that cannot be easily explained. The main application of this, however, is that Whispered Child can trigger the fear reflex in people that look at her, should she so choose. Even brave, courageous, or hardened people will find their minds afflicted by fear should she undergo the invisible transformation.
Abilities:
Most Lethal Martial Artist: O'kay has been prepared since the moment she was concieved to be a killing machine. She is fluent in too many styles of hand to hand combat to count. She has already surpassed some of the worlds most lethal assassins and her potential has yet to be even close to fully tapped. With further training, discipline, and focus, she could become the most dangerous fighter, ever.
Master of Stealth and Speed: O'kay sticks to the shadows like a bat. She can be completely, 100% silent when she walks. In combat she can be hard to trace with one's eyes, like a mosquito in a dark room. She can hide in places where there should be no place to hide. One could mistake her for having the ability of short range teleportation, but this is just her talent for decieving the mind and eye.
Master Markswoman: Kay can aim ranged weapons, of all kinds with impossible accuracy.
Above Her Weight Class: It may be tempting to think that one could overpower Kay with weight and sheer strength, but one would be wrong. While she is already very strong, her techniques allow her strikes and throws to hit with power that seem superhuman.
Like a Book: The keenest and most unique advantage Kay has, the one entirely exclusive to her. The ability to read body language in a fight. With this ability she can anticipate her opponents moves and intentions, their feints and their follow throughs. She can gauge their prowess in a matter of moments, and learn the strengths and weaknesses of their techniques. This skill is so keen she can be aware of her opponents next move before they are. The subtle, imperceptible give-aways of the human body. Even beyond the human body- the same skill applies to animals. Everyone and everything is communicating it's true intentions to her, especially when in the middle of combat. As a result she can accurately tell what other people are feeling. And she is a nearly infallible human lie detector. In this same way she is able to mask her own intentions and tells, making her immune to someone attempting to mimic her techniques, and making her all the more unpredictable, uncanny, and inhuman in a fight.
Potential Character Arcs: 1. O'kay learns to read, write, and speak English at a useable level with the help of the staff and her new friends at White Wood. 2. Bad guys from her old school come to find her. 3. O'kay finds a cause worth fighting for and discovered her passion for being a vigilante or other defender of justice.
And Kay needs a found family and emotional anchor of some kind in order to survive. But that will be up to the other characters!
Superhero Name: None Age: Appears 16 (really only 3) Gender: Female (she/her) Race/Species: Plant/Human Hybrid Student/Teacher: Alpha Student Inspiration: Poison Ivy, and mythical creatures such as dryads and huldra. Physical Description: Normally Audrey appears to have green plant-like skin, dark green eyes, and foliage for hair, and has woody, horn-like growths on her head. While in her human form, Audrey appears as a caucasian girl with a bald head (or white blond hair if given time to grow out), and small breasts. It is rare to see her human form, because she only reveals it to those she trusts. Audrey has limited control of her appearance. If she becomes frightened or anxious, she will become more plant-like. Personality: Audrey feels apathy toward humans and does not highly value life, even her own. She is very serious, humorless, and has trouble understanding body language and jokes. She rarely displays emotion, and when she does it is usually sadness or anger. She has difficulty remembering names and faces. She is distrusting of others because of her father. While she is a capable speaker, she often chooses to stay quiet or say little. Audrey feels happiest and most at ease when she is close to nature or animals. She enjoys eating meat and honey, but does not care for much other food. She dislikes technology, clothing, violence, and weapons of any kind. Backstory: Audrey was created during an experiment by the mad scientist, Doctor Herbert Underwood. The doctor specialized in botanicals and was known for his research into herbal medicine in search of a cure for his wife, who had a very rare blood disease. As his wife's disease progressed, the doctor became more and more unstable, working endlessly to the point of neglecting himself. Tragically, his wife passed away before he could cure her. This perpetuated his madness, causing him to search for ways to bring back his dearly departed. This lead him to the hybridization of plants and animals. After acquiring alien technology, he found success. It was not long before he created a hybridized clone of his wife, Audrey. The infant clone appeared normal but matured quickly. As she matured, she developed increasingly apparent plant biology, such as green skin and foliage growing on her body instead of hair. When injured, bark-like scabs formed. As she grew older, the scientist taught her to read, write, and then taught her math, science, and history. Every night he would read her pages of the original Audrey's diary and photos of them together. But the new Audrey did not remember or feel any love for her father. One day, her father went too far, causing the girl to lash out with newfound powers. She escaped her prison and was later found living in the forest by authorities, who took her to the nearby White Wood Academy. Powers/Magic: Chlorokinesis and Chlorogenesis: can manipulate living plant material with her mind. Can also create plant matter from her own body. Can absorb plant matter and/or energy into her body. If just the life energy is drained, the plant victim will wither. Plant Armor and Camoflage: May bulk up her body with bark, thorns, and foliage to create armor or to hide herself in her natural environment. Movement may become limited the b UK lkier she becomes. Regeneration and Toxin Resistance: Can quickly regenerate plant matter. Flesh wounds may be patched with plant matter, and flesh wounds heal about twice as fast as regular humans. Additionally, she is immune to naturally occurring toxins and venoms. (She is highly vulnerable to herbicides.) Unusual Biology: Mind, hormone, pheromone, and emotion affecting powers have little to no effect on Audrey. Immune or resistant to most plant and animal illnesses and diseases. She survives on much less food than normal people and can go for days without sleep. However, she gets tired and sluggish at night and when exposed to the cold. She is more vulnerable to heat and cold damage than humans, but more resistant to electricity. Abilities: Nature Empathy: Can understand and communicate with plants and animals. (Does not control animals.) Gut feelings alert her when something is distressing nearby plants or animals. Both wild and domesticated animals are calmed and soothed by her scent and presence. Basic survival, Hunting, Foraging, and Tracking Skills Potential Character Arcs: 1. Audrey learns to care about and trust people. She makes a friend and lets down her guard. Perhaps she gets sick and somebody cares for her. 2. Dr. Underwood comes searching for his daughter to reclaim her. (Possible recurring villain). 3. Or, it is revealed that Audrey actually murdered her father during her escape.
Student/Teacher: Epsilon teacher. Julius teaches Criminal Law and seems to have experience outside of teaching with it. He’s encountered and overlooked criminal cases before and finds it useful to use them as examples for his students.
Physical Description:Julius has a very slender figure that is almost always hidden underneath a tight suit and tie. Even at the beach, you may see him wearing his suit, but without the jacket and polished boots. With the exercises he does, Julius’ back muscles and biceps are his strongest and most toned parts of the body. Julius has his left ear pierced though he doesn’t opt to wear the earring because it “interferes with his professional” look. He stands at 6’1, and with the small heel at the end of his shoe, Julius stands at 6’2.
Personality: Julius leans toward the strict side of the teacher spectrum. He emphasizes protocol in the classroom and has ruthless assignment policies. Furthermore, Julius keeps a stoic and unpredictable aura with students since he’s not the one to socialize freely. Julius does have a tendency of being guile, often snaking his ways around trouble. In the classroom, he’s best known for open ended debate that puts students and sometimes staff members into moral dilemmas- and he claims that this is an exercise when really, Julius enjoys mind games. He enjoys deep philosophical questions that could take up to hours of conversation to understand. With his coworkers however, Julius has more of an open personality where he’s willing to respond with more than one word or sentence. While Julius would be categorized as a liar according to his own syllabus, he is nothing but honest. Sometimes, the amount of truth he tells is terrifying, since it’s a reminder from Julius that he’s not afraid of consequences. Whatever he did, he did it with full conscience and has no problem becoming his own lawyer if he needs to. Julius also gets a little playful when it comes to board games, a lighter side of him shows through as he’s laughing and smirking all the way through the game. There are a list of things Julius has trouble with, one being control, and another being uncertainty. He seems to get anxious when things aren’t going along with a plan, especially on campus when he’s responsible for the lives of his students. Julius despises uncertainty and often is demanding answers if there’s an emergency and people don’t know what’s going on. It ties back to wanting to be the one in control over every situation. The happier he is, the happier his students will be.
Backstory: Julius speaks little of his past, often changing the subject or redirecting the conversation. (I plan to tease his backstory out through the RP!) What is known is that Julius’ parents were met with an unfortunate house fire and he was separated from his siblings. Julius was taken in by his maternal uncle, and raised by him until his uncle mysteriously seemed to disappear.
Powers/Magic: Power- Julius has wind power that he uses to his advantage almost everyday. Slamming the door shut behind him, cooling himself off during a hot day, but then there is dangerous territory in which he can use wind power too.
Abilities:
Wind Manipulation- It can be used as a destructive weapon as Julius is able to control the pressure, and the sharpness of wind whether that means to cut bark, give something close to a papercut, create a weak tornado. He can have the tornado mix with a body of water to potentially create some sort of tsunami, but Julius has never used his powers as a force of destruction. Instead, he usually uses it to get tedious everyday tasks done. Drying his hair, collecting papers, “cleaning” dust off the shelves.
Teleportation- Julius is able to teleport within a ten mile radius, usually to get errands done as well. He’s never late due to this reason, and has fun appearing behind coworkers in means of frightening them for a good laugh.
Pinpoint accuracy/killer combat- As a criminal law teacher, Julius teaches all levels of compliance to his students. Including the least ones as well, and for that- he has to polish his combat to tip-top shape. Being involved in criminal cases before, Julius has tackled the experience of shooting a gun and the quickest way to get someone on the ground. Though, there is rumor that he was once trained like an assassin, since the pattern of his movements match none of the federal government training regimens.
Potential Character Arcs:
Julius meets someone that instills fear within him rather than his cocky, guileful attitude.
The use of wind power finally takes a toll on his body when he uses it too much within an emergency, and he loses it for a little bit which leaves him feeling unqualified to teach and useless.
Julius is working on a minor criminal case closely involved with the school, and his morals and bias starts conflicting with his work because he starts to suspect a staff member/student.
