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Name
Taron Duke

Epic Identity
Bombard

Age
19

Faction
Epic (???)

Ability
Bombard's abilities are twofold. Firstly, he is shockproof. Any blast wave, tremor, or shock wave will not hurt him. An explosion's heat and shrapnel could cause him harm, but the blast wave would do him no harm. If he is thrown into a wall, he will still take damage, but he can use his abilities to cushion the hit to some degree.

The second ability is his offensive ability. Bombard can control the velocity of any air within his line of sight (he cannot control air inside buildings unless the building has windows, nor can he control air inside a person's body unless there is a hole in their body, etc). For example, he is able to rapidly raise the velocity of a sphere of air, which results in a radial explosion of powerful shockwaves. Effectively, he can create explosions without fire or ignition. Velocity increases are instantaneous.

Furthermore, because of his shockproof nature, he is capable of using these explosions to "fly" through the air, though it's more akin to repeated detonations beneath his feet, making it dangerous to use for too long.

The limits of this ability are at approximately Mach 5, where air flow begins to transfer to hypersonic, and the air molecules themselves begin to break down and lose electrons. At that point, his abilities no longer considers the air to be "air", despite what anyone else might think. Also, the more air Bombard attempts to affect at once, the less velocity he can impart on it, being inversely related by the volume he attempts to influence.

As an example, Bombard can cause 1 cubic meter of air to move at Mach 5 (about 1715 m/s), and 10 cubic meters of air to move at 1.715 m/s. Decreasing the volume of affected air can allow it to move slightly faster than Mach 5, but the increase is logarithmic, not linear.

Weakness 
Rap, country, and bluegrass music.

Personality
Taron is a strange mix. He listens to Gregorian chanting, but has little impulse control. He is loud when speaking, but his diction is impeccable, always complete sentences and perfect grammar. More than anything else, he wants to be a hero, but is incredibly, unbelievably bad at it. In a nutshell, he is a hotheaded man who desperately wishes to stay calm, but has yet been unsuccessful.

When angered, he speaks very little, instead hissing, grunting, or shouting. 

He views those who don't help him as against him, even if they don't even know of his existence. As an example, he once said hello to a beautiful woman as she was walking down the street, and she, like any normal person, said hello back and continued walking past him. He sent pieces of her splattering across a nearby alleyway, thinking she had spurned him. 

Easily manipulated by those who help him or praise him in a genuine fashion. To clarify, he needs to feel as if he is friends with someone, and then he would support them doggedly. 

His sense of justice is somewhat skewed, and those who show him kindness/attention are more likely to be spared from his sudden outbursts. He remembers all the crimes he commits, and he knows they're wrong, but at the end of the day, he simply can't control himself, and tries to rationalize his actions. As a result, Bombard is constantly unhappy with his life, and spends much of his time drowning his sorrows in various distractions. These distractions do not help with his temper, or his self-loathing.

A would-be hero, but no one has been able to survive his anger long enough to guide him along that path. He feels intense regret for his parents' deaths, but has no proper way to mitigate it.

Appearance
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Heavily shadowed eyes belie his general lack of sleep. Taron's hands tremble easily when he undergoes any particular emotion, and he generally wears heavy coats, even during warmer weather. He doesn't seem to overheat, and he rarely sweats.

Background
Like many kids, Taron grew up with anger issues. He could never control himself when he became incensed, no matter how badly his parents tried to control him. For most of his youth, this was more of a nuisance than a problem, until he began going through puberty.

His parents decided therapy might be a good step. He hated going, fighting tooth and nail to stay home whenever possible. This all came to a head at age 16, when, during a particularly spirited bout of therapy, something switched inside him, and he annihilated the office, bringing down the entire building in his rage. His therapist, the security guard in the room, and his parents all died in the collapse.

Taron survived, to his utter horror. He knew it was his fault, and he knew that there was no going back. He fled the scene, the city, the state...he ran as far and as fast as he could, and suddenly discovered he could fly on his way across Iowa.

Eventually, he ended up in Epic City, where he saw an opportunity to make amends for his crimes by protecting the innocent, destroying the people who used their powers for evil, and saving the world from the evil Epics.

That turned out to be easier said than done, and he quickly became obsessed with the idea of good and evil, with himself and his "friends" being good, and others being evil. People who might have been a good influence on him found themselves annihilated if they said something even remotely out of line.

He still fights for his morals, but the poor man no longer has any idea of who matches his idea of evil.

Here's this guy, finally wrapped up and finished. Not quite a hero, not quite a villain, but definitely powerful, and possibly and easily molded kinda guy. lmk feedback if you like/dislike him

The higher they climbed, the easier it got. The next few stairs weren't nearly as steep. They were about waist height, which was still tall, but easily managed in comparison to the titanic cliffs below them. These steps in turn gave way to shorter ones, until Edward was able to simply run up the stairs. Desperation took hold of him, and he accidentally left the others behind without realizing it.

FIVE MINUTES UNTIL IRREVERSIBILITYLY OF GRAVILYFT, PHASE ONE. BAY DOORS CLOSING IN THIRTY SECONDS. IF YOU HAVE NOT YET ENTERED A SAFE ZONE, PLEASE MOVE WITH HASTE. A great shuddering vibration echoed down the stairs. Edward felt it in his feet more than he heard it. He looked up, and to his horror, saw plates of metal sliding out of the walls. The walls did not seem nearly thick enough to conceal such plates, but none of this made any sense to begin with. All that mattered was that their way up was sealing shut, and he was still too far down to do anything about it.

He ran faster, but it was no use. The upper part of the tower was sealed shut long before he reached it. "Damn it!" he roared, punching the metal. It stung, but he didn't care. ERROR: SAFETY LOCK ENGAGED. PLEASE INSERT MANUAL OVERRIDE TO CONTINUE.

Had they failed? Had it all been for nothing?

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