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Name: Cassius David Munroe
Gender: Male
Age: 21
Appearance: Cassius is an extremely handsome young man standing tall at 6'3. He sports a half-kempt brown afro and a few piercings. One on each ear and another on his right eyebrow. He has a lean, but athletic build as he makes sure to maintain some kind of exercise regimen. You'll rarely find him without a smile on his face.
Personality: Cassius lives a rather carefree life. He doesn't worry about anything when it pertains to himself, because he doesn't have to. Because of this he uses this advantages he's gained in life to look out for others. He's very caring, protective, and charitable. That is if you know the side of him that the rest of the world doesn't. To the public Cassius lives a hedonistic lifestyle, but he intentionally played it that way. He knew how the world worked and knew the best way to move around and live life was making sure your left hand didn't know what your right was doing. Applying this logic to every section of his life allowed him to live the life he wants to without worrying about looking over his shoulder or the people he cared about getting hurt.
Despite being a romantic Cassius has never found someone that he could truly share his life or all of himself with. He's kept women at arm's length feeling that he didn't really have the life for the romance that he so desperately craved.
Background: Cassius was born in Paris, France to a Black British father and African American mother. His dad was an arts and nature photographer and his mother was a librarian. They never struggled financially, but they weren't rich either. They were somewhere in the middle with friends on all three sides. Because of this Cassius grew up understanding the world a little more. About class systems, racism, poverty, and how all of this was even possible due to the way society was ran on a grand scale.
Even as a kid Cassius found himself giving kids without lunch his own or some money that he had on hand so they could eat. They needed it. He didn't. He spent afternoons at the library with his mother learning more about life and the world and all the worlds of fantasy where things seemed better, but still had their own problems. But he liked being there reading those different stories. Even if it sometimes reminded him of reality it was still an escape and helped him stay a kid despite his desire to help others.
When he was 12 one of his father's photographer friends was connected to the modeling and fashion industry and noted that Cassius would be the perfect model. At first he didn't want anything to do with modeling. It was everything that was wrong with the world. High Class Society and unnecessarily expensive fashion, but he didn't have much of a choice in going to his first job. It was a simple runway show where he wore some designer suit. He hated it going in, but by the time he walked on the catwalk he looked and felt great. He may not have cared for the industry, but he did like the feeling he got while on stage. He couldn't describe it, but part of him felt at home in front of the cameras and lights. He never really cared for attention before. In fact, before then he actively avoided it. But something changed in him that day. He could use the attention given to him to make the change he's been longing for.
So that's what he did for the next six years. He began getting deeper into the industry and his modeling bag using whatever money he acquired to send anonymous money to charities, donate to food drives and shelters, and help those he came in contact with on the streets of Paris. During this time he discovered his powers. It was shortly after he turned sixteen. He was about to get hit by a car when he reflexively tensed up to prepare for the blow and his death. Instead a small, invisible shield appeared around him protecting him and totaling the car and knocking the driver immediately unconscious. He didn't know what was going on. He thought he was invincible or something, but he didn't have time to think. All he could think about was that he needed to get out of there and he did, but instead of running away he jumped up and flew. He couldn't believe it. Through his own will and desire he was moving his body through the air. When did he get powers? How did he get powers? His parents didn't have any powers. Was he an alien? What all was he capable of?
He spent two years discovering his powers and learned that he had some form of telekinesis and used his powers to help people. He tried to go unnoticed for the most part and made sure to wear clothes that hid his identity. He was becoming more recognizable in the world as a model so he didn't want anyone connecting his heroics to him or his family. It's why as soon as he graduated he decided to go to University in New York. He'd still be connected to the modeling industry and the United States was so big that there was no way they'd be able to discover him.
For a while this was true, but lately he's been having this very odd feeling that he's being followed.
Skills: Pick Pocket: He learned this on the streets of Paris and stole from the rich to give to the poor. It became a lot easier when he didn't have to touch them.
Seamstress: Due to his prolonged time in the fashion industry he picked up how to sew.
Powers: Telekinesis and Tactile Telekinesis: Cassius is a telekinetic able to use his powers on himself, others, and objects. Through his tactile telekinesis he simulates super strength, durability, and flight.
Power Limits: Cassius's telekinesis is like a muscle. The more he uses it the weaker he becomes until he gives himself and his powers rest. Overuse of his powers tires him out physically and mentally and the heavier an object is the harder it is for him to lift it.
Motives: He just wants to help people and change the way this world operates.
Notes: None.