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Name: Prime Time/ Jeremy Jacobs
Age: 22
Gender: Male
Parentage: Clark Kent & Lois Lane
Appearance: Picture or description
Powers/Abilities: Super Strength, Speed, Flight, Invulnerability superhuman senses, x ray vision, heat vision
Back Story: Born Half Kryptonian half human, Jeremy, like his father was considered a god among men, demonstrating his strength at a much younger age than Clark. Despite this for many years he felt as if he was living in his father's shadow, noticing as his efforts and triumphs had diminished acknowledgement dwarfed in comparison to the mighty superman. And so Jeremy began to act out in his teenage years, using his abilities for grandiose displays, soaking in the attention of the paparazzi and flaunting his name wherever there were ears to listen. For months he appeared in the tabloids performing outrageous stunts at chaotic events throughout the States. THings escalating to an all out brawl between Jeremy and his father that damaged their relationship...
I'm definitely interested in this. When does it start?
"Sisters? Do they go to school here? Are they hot?" Travis stared blankly at Kuro, "Well? Are they?" Then smirked.
"Kuro, Shade? Cool name. Mind if I call you K? I have a thing with nicknames. Oh and don't worry, they all aren't usually the first letter of somebody's name... They aren't all that nice either but hey! Thats the way the cookie crumbles. Amiright?" Travis smiled playfully while nudging Kuro in the arm with his elbow.
"Oh so you're not that young after all! Name's Travis but you can call me T." The bodacious curves of a rather attractive young female caught his eyes for a moment and when she noticed his gaze her face flushed red and she giggled.
"Cool. So uhm, how old are you if you don't mind me asking? I mean you look like a 7th grader," Travis stated with a snicker before feeling a bit sorry. "No offense."
"Where am I going again?" Travis thought to himself as he navigated the bustling corridor. Now inside the building he was amazed by the architecture and its archaic designs. It seemed as if the school itself was a relic in time. "Oh that's right history, how boring. Why can't I have sparring and gym all day? Hell I'd even pass up lunch for that." Making a quick turn he nearly bumped into a smaller boy but quick reflexes allowed him to react before the collision.@BlackCat "Woah! Almost didn't see you there man. Hey you know where the History classroom is? I think I might be a little lost?" Travis's inquiry was delivered with a casual yet bright cadence complemented by a soft grin.
LOL Yes! I worked all day today but I have a morning shift as well and I plan to spend the rest of my weekend rping so I really dont want ot get left behind.
@ScarlettWaters16 Awed by the sculpture he studied it closely as he held it in his hand, surprised by how little the cold of the ice actually bothered his hands. It was cool to the touch, but not freezing. "Magic is amazing," he thought to himself, eyes returning to Eliza's gaze. "I--" before he could finish his sentence Eliza declared to exit and made her way inside. Not long after many other students started to rush inside and Travis began to wonder what the big commotion was all about. Reaching into the breast pocket of his jacket, he retrieved his schedule. By now he'd returned to his motorcycle, placing the ice sculpture in the cargo space as well, unsure of whether or not it would melt. "Home Room? More like meet and greet. I can do that anytime. Now's the time for a tour..." And in typical Travis fashion he embarked upon that tour in the most reckless way possible. With a head full of steam Travis took off in a mad dash towards the outer west wall of the building. A powerful leap propelled his body through the air and an acrobatic series of twists and tumbles were executed before he made impact with the wall. Nigh instantaneous transition of his body weight allowed him to cling to the wall for a moment, setting his hands and feet into grooves and using the grooves to generate the power for another monumental leap. This one placed him on the rooftop, but Travis was targeting the bird's eye view situated atop the very apex of the structure. Focusing heavily on his leg strength, he'd knew this next feat would require intense agility. Two large steps developed into a quick hop. His fingers dug into a small groove juxtaposed to his body allowing him to alter his moment and sing his body around the cylindrical structure. His next hand caught another groove and used this one to stop his momentum completely. Using a millisecond in which gravity's effects had not reached full efficacy he planted his feet on the wall and pushed up with great force. His long arms were completely extended and he barely managed to catch the ledge that was linked to the top. Excitement disrupted his concentration and Travis lost his already relaxed grip his body plummeting five stories and colliding with the cobblestone. "Errnnnnn," he groaned as the bell rang, signalling the beginning of first period. Rising to his feet after a short moment, he dusted himself off and made his way to class. "This ain't over yet," Travis mumbled to himself, vowing to reach the peak before the day was done.
The roar of the 2015 Suzuki Hayabusa filled the air as it tore down the street at 80 mph. Ever the showman Travis popped a wheelie as he approached the park lot of what would be his new school. Pulling on the brakes whilst quickly shifting his weight he pulled to a screeching stop, executing an indo with a quick twist, positioning his motorcycle perfectly in place. The spectacle came to an end once he removed his dragon adorned blue helmet and placed it in the cargo space at the back of his bike. Dressed in a black leather jacket with a similar daragon visual along the back, navy blue denim jeans and a pair of Lebron 11s, he smiled as he took in the sheer size of the school. With a deep breath the boy made his way to the front door, but not before glancing around at the populous gathered outside. His eyes, perhaps his most distinct feature with the irregular black and red pattern, caused a few of the others to glance away in a mix of fear and amazement when he locked gazes with a person. None of this bothered him, and soon his focus was drawn to a rather ostentatious display of artistry and ability.@ScarlettWaters16 "That, is, awesome," he exclaimed with a warm grin, continuing slowly in stride towards the winged girl.
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