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Chance wove his hand in front of his face, momentarily shielding his closed eyes from the intense white light that was now bathing the room, before long white turned to red, and the momentary silence grew into the deafening roar of an alarm accompanied by screaming. His eyes shot open, blinking a few times as he adjusted to his new surroundings. He shifted his head from side to side, his eyes darting around to take in the new environment, it was then that Chance realized where he was, and it was also at this point that Chance took note of the automated voice issuing commands over the loud-speaker.
"Please stay calm, and make your way to the nearest exit immediately. This is not a drill." The voice said over the speaker, again and again. Chance closed his eyes, concentrating. There was no way he could get all these people far enough away before full fission was completed, so instead he decided upon (hopefully) stopping the meltdown. Chance reached out his hands, brushing them on a nearby wall, he closed his eyes tighter, focusing as much as he could with all the commotion around him, he could feel the metal around him, he could differentiate the steel from the iron, the iron from the alloy, the alloy from the copper ETC. He could sense the disturbances in the Electromagnetic field, allowing him to locate exactly where the central reactor is as well as exactly how to get there.
Chance rushed down the halls as quickly as possible, hoping to make it in time before the rods began to melt, or even worse, before full fission was achieved and.. Chance shook his head, trying not to let himself think of that possibility, even though this was only a simulation, it felt very much real, and shook him to the core. Chance finally made his way to the central reactor's core, once he was there his fear turned to reality and his heart dropped, fear threatening to take him over. He let out deep breath, hardening his resolve, and set to work. The rods were already beginning to pool at the bottom of the reactor's core which meant that Chance had no way of pushing the coolant into the core to cool it, therefore he had no way of stopping the meltdown, but it wasn't too late yet. The rod's still had their outlining to the core, which just meant that Chance had to give the outline a solid to surround it, something for the coolant to pass through. 'Okay.. Something solid.. I can do that.' Chance thought to himself, straightening out his hand, he began to strip off steel and alloy from the surrounding metal platforms. He wrapped the steel around the outlining of the rods, layer after layer he piled on, hoping the lining would be thick enough to give the coolant enough time to pass through before it's acidic property completely chewed through the metal.
Once this was done Chance rushed to the control panel and slammed his hand onto the button, releasing the coolant into the core. Chance froze for a second before his face contorted into that of a huge grin. He did it! his hand shot up in a triumphant manner and he let out a deep breathe he hadn’t realized he was holding. But wait, he didn’t seem to notice any difference in, well, anything. Why was that? His head whipped around to the control panel, it took him a moment, but he finally looked down to the bottom of the panel, which was completely thrashed. Why? He didn’t really have time to question. Chance’s heart dropped and his mind raced, looking for a solution to his newfound obstacle. Chance looked at the core, without the control panel to open the inner valves, he wasn’t sure what to do, and the core was growing closer and closer to complete fission by the second.
He could use his localized energy blasts to pop open the valves, but he wasn’t sure that was such a great idea so close to a nuclear reactor. He could also open up the containment zone and open them from the inside, but the small room was flooded with enough radiation to kill a herd of African elephants in a matter of minutes, there’s no way he’d last in there long enough to even think about opening a valve.
No, the valves were made out of some kind of specialized metal alloy, he could feel it. He could usually open them no problem, but with such a heavy cloud of radiation interfering with the electromagnetic field, not to mention a large sheet of materials between him and the valves, he wasn’t sure he could do it. But, he had to try. No, he had to do it. Yes, that’s what he told himself, again and again. He closed his eyes and concentrated solely on the valves, he focused on the way the metal felt, it didn’t feel like steel, nor, iron, or anything else around him. He focused on how different they felt than everything else. Yes, he could feel them, stronger and stronger they were until finally... Pop! His eyes shot open as the coolant began to rush into the core.
Chance let out a deep sigh, breathing heavily for a moment, a small smile growing on his face.
"Please stay calm, and make your way to the nearest exit immediately. This is not a drill." The voice said over the speaker, again and again. Chance closed his eyes, concentrating. There was no way he could get all these people far enough away before full fission was completed, so instead he decided upon (hopefully) stopping the meltdown. Chance reached out his hands, brushing them on a nearby wall, he closed his eyes tighter, focusing as much as he could with all the commotion around him, he could feel the metal around him, he could differentiate the steel from the iron, the iron from the alloy, the alloy from the copper ETC. He could sense the disturbances in the Electromagnetic field, allowing him to locate exactly where the central reactor is as well as exactly how to get there.
Chance rushed down the halls as quickly as possible, hoping to make it in time before the rods began to melt, or even worse, before full fission was achieved and.. Chance shook his head, trying not to let himself think of that possibility, even though this was only a simulation, it felt very much real, and shook him to the core. Chance finally made his way to the central reactor's core, once he was there his fear turned to reality and his heart dropped, fear threatening to take him over. He let out deep breath, hardening his resolve, and set to work. The rods were already beginning to pool at the bottom of the reactor's core which meant that Chance had no way of pushing the coolant into the core to cool it, therefore he had no way of stopping the meltdown, but it wasn't too late yet. The rod's still had their outlining to the core, which just meant that Chance had to give the outline a solid to surround it, something for the coolant to pass through. 'Okay.. Something solid.. I can do that.' Chance thought to himself, straightening out his hand, he began to strip off steel and alloy from the surrounding metal platforms. He wrapped the steel around the outlining of the rods, layer after layer he piled on, hoping the lining would be thick enough to give the coolant enough time to pass through before it's acidic property completely chewed through the metal.
Once this was done Chance rushed to the control panel and slammed his hand onto the button, releasing the coolant into the core. Chance froze for a second before his face contorted into that of a huge grin. He did it! his hand shot up in a triumphant manner and he let out a deep breathe he hadn’t realized he was holding. But wait, he didn’t seem to notice any difference in, well, anything. Why was that? His head whipped around to the control panel, it took him a moment, but he finally looked down to the bottom of the panel, which was completely thrashed. Why? He didn’t really have time to question. Chance’s heart dropped and his mind raced, looking for a solution to his newfound obstacle. Chance looked at the core, without the control panel to open the inner valves, he wasn’t sure what to do, and the core was growing closer and closer to complete fission by the second.
He could use his localized energy blasts to pop open the valves, but he wasn’t sure that was such a great idea so close to a nuclear reactor. He could also open up the containment zone and open them from the inside, but the small room was flooded with enough radiation to kill a herd of African elephants in a matter of minutes, there’s no way he’d last in there long enough to even think about opening a valve.
No, the valves were made out of some kind of specialized metal alloy, he could feel it. He could usually open them no problem, but with such a heavy cloud of radiation interfering with the electromagnetic field, not to mention a large sheet of materials between him and the valves, he wasn’t sure he could do it. But, he had to try. No, he had to do it. Yes, that’s what he told himself, again and again. He closed his eyes and concentrated solely on the valves, he focused on the way the metal felt, it didn’t feel like steel, nor, iron, or anything else around him. He focused on how different they felt than everything else. Yes, he could feel them, stronger and stronger they were until finally... Pop! His eyes shot open as the coolant began to rush into the core.
Chance let out a deep sigh, breathing heavily for a moment, a small smile growing on his face.
Possibly interested. I'm not too far into the show as of now, not sure how much of a difference that's going to make. (Plus I'm most likely going to be binge watching in the upcoming days.)
Chance awoke with a start, breathing deeply as he sat up. The room was dimly lit and many ice packs were applied to various parts of himself, though this didn't seem to help much with the shooting pains he was experiencing in his muscles and deep, intense, pounding pain that he was experiencing in his skull, no doubt a result of last nights flux. He clambered out of his bed, brushing off the many ice packs before popping two Advil, sipping from a water bottle on his bedside table. Today was the day, the day that he was supposed to start at the academy. He had been looking forward to this day for a long while, though as much as he wanted to be happy, he just couldn't seem to think about much other than the fact his first class started in twenty minutes, he still needed to get ready, the fact that it would take him a good twenty to twenty-five minutes to get there, even with how fast he was now able to go on his disc, not to mention the intense pain he was experiencing. The fact of the matter is, he was going to be late. Very late.
He saw no reason to rush as he was going to be late inevitably, and his moving too quickly would most likely only increase his pain. Not that he didn't think it mattered if he was late, and he definitely didn't want to make a bad impression, it was just he felt that if he was already going to be late, there was no reason in him decreasing his chances of his headache going away. So he grumbled and grumbled, dragging himself to the shower, rinsing off the dirt and grime from last nights practicing, the warm water alleviating some of the ache in his muscles and calming the thumping in the skull. After he dressed himself and packed up his gear he grabbed his large duffle bag and said goodbye to his father, though they didn't live that far from the academy he and his father both had a sneaking suspicion that they wouldn't be seeing too much of each other in the upcoming year.
Chance hopped onto his disc and made his way down to the academy, earning more than a few glares and snickers respectively from passing staff and students alike, no doubt for the fact that was was nearly an hour late. Chance was quickly shown his living quarters for the upcoming year, where he threw his bag onto the bed before nearly slamming the door to rush down to where he was told his first class of the year.
Chance rushed down the halls, positively bursting through the door as soon as he reached his "classroom", not wanting to waste another second. "Hi all! I'm Chance, pleased to meet you, Sorry I'm late!" He said, in a rushed, loud and nearly incomprehensible tone before taking a spot a bit aways from everyone else, letting out a deep sigh and a quick shake of the head, hoping to not have made too bad a first impression.
He saw no reason to rush as he was going to be late inevitably, and his moving too quickly would most likely only increase his pain. Not that he didn't think it mattered if he was late, and he definitely didn't want to make a bad impression, it was just he felt that if he was already going to be late, there was no reason in him decreasing his chances of his headache going away. So he grumbled and grumbled, dragging himself to the shower, rinsing off the dirt and grime from last nights practicing, the warm water alleviating some of the ache in his muscles and calming the thumping in the skull. After he dressed himself and packed up his gear he grabbed his large duffle bag and said goodbye to his father, though they didn't live that far from the academy he and his father both had a sneaking suspicion that they wouldn't be seeing too much of each other in the upcoming year.
Chance hopped onto his disc and made his way down to the academy, earning more than a few glares and snickers respectively from passing staff and students alike, no doubt for the fact that was was nearly an hour late. Chance was quickly shown his living quarters for the upcoming year, where he threw his bag onto the bed before nearly slamming the door to rush down to where he was told his first class of the year.
Chance rushed down the halls, positively bursting through the door as soon as he reached his "classroom", not wanting to waste another second. "Hi all! I'm Chance, pleased to meet you, Sorry I'm late!" He said, in a rushed, loud and nearly incomprehensible tone before taking a spot a bit aways from everyone else, letting out a deep sigh and a quick shake of the head, hoping to not have made too bad a first impression.
Inherit
(Ignore the fast-forward symbol and replace it with a large I. Also, I do not own this art, obviously.)Height
5'8
Weight
138 lbs
Eye color
His eyes shift colors, depending on the incarnations abilities or skills he's using at the time, though his eyes are usually a deep hazel.
Hair color
Black
Name
Chance Cynix Vivit
Alias:
Inherit
Age:
15
Gender:
Male
Classification:
Metahuman
Equipment:
A large, collapsable bo staff, baton combo. The staff is able to be used in it's collpsed state as a baton, as well and being able to seperate into two seperate escrima sticks in it unfolded form simply by unlocking and twisting the mechanism. The staff is kept in a small holster on Chance's left hip, in it's collapsed form.
A large, eight foot metal disc that Chance can use to levitate and fly on. The disc usually floats idly around him, or is found under his feet resting on the ground when not in use.
A small, over the shoulder sling backpack containing a few items.
His smartphone, which he usually keeps on his person, whether it be in his bag or in his pockets.
Chance Cynix Vivit
Alias:
Inherit
Age:
15
Gender:
Male
Classification:
Metahuman
Equipment:
A large, collapsable bo staff, baton combo. The staff is able to be used in it's collpsed state as a baton, as well and being able to seperate into two seperate escrima sticks in it unfolded form simply by unlocking and twisting the mechanism. The staff is kept in a small holster on Chance's left hip, in it's collapsed form.
A large, eight foot metal disc that Chance can use to levitate and fly on. The disc usually floats idly around him, or is found under his feet resting on the ground when not in use.
A small, over the shoulder sling backpack containing a few items.
His smartphone, which he usually keeps on his person, whether it be in his bag or in his pockets.
Skills/Abilities:
Olympic level gymnast
Professional level weapons expertise
Knowledge and skill of a mechanical and electrical college grad.
Powers:
Inheritance:
Chance absorbs the abilities and powers that played a large role in their previous lives. Say for instance in their past life they were a professional chef, they would gain their cooking ability, however, they would not gain their little bit of surfing experience from those few times they vacationed in Hawaii. This goes for powers as well, so say they were once a superhero/villain, or used their powers for a large portion of their life, they would gain whatever power they had in that life, however, they would not gain the power of the metahuman they were six lives ago, who just so happened to be a hydrokinetic, though they didn't use their ability for more than basic tasks or on a day-to-day basis, they would not gain this ability. Chance is limited to only one skill or power for each of his past lives, not both and not multiple of each. If his previous self had three superpowers, he would not gain all three, nor would he gain the most powerful or the most useful, but rather the one they used the most, had the most experience with, had the longest, and had the biggest part in their life. Chance also is not born with access to all of his previous skills or powers, but rather, if he's lucky, he unlocks them through his life. Even as this is, he is almost guaranteed to never unlock all of his skills and powers in one lifetime, unless some powerful being capable of doing so had helped him, or, he became immortal and had forever to unlock them, and even then it would take hundreds of thousands of years.
EM Manipulation:
Chance's first unlocked, and most formidable power of this life, so far. Chance has gained this ability from one of his past selves, Electromagnetism Manipulation and, in theory, has the potential to use this ability in quite a large variety of applications, including electrokinesis, light manipulation, and quite a few more. Though, it is on a much much lower scale as of now, only able to control metal and sense disturbances and/or presence in the field, allowing him to be able to sense people around him, if not with a bit of concentration. Chance is able to control roughly up to six tons of weight, though this is with strain, and if he pushes this ability for too long it can cause intense shooting pains throughout his entire body, potentially causing him to lose control of his ability, therefore creating a large, nuclear like explosion of electromagnetic energy, causing death, destruction, and potential widespread chaos. Chance has gained much skill and power in this ability, able to use it to potentially take down a lot of heavy hitters, and will serve him well in the field.
Arachnid control:
Chance's second power that he has unlocked in this life and has had for nearly six years, gaining moderate experience. Chance is able to call and psychically control arachnids, though this power is completely dependent on the amount, and type of arachnids in his immediate vicinity. Chance's normal range for psychically calling and controlling these arachnid creatures is thirty-five feet, or roughly 10.7 meters. Chance can push this up to fifty feet, with concentration, and at a max one-hundred, though this would cause extreme psychic feedback, causing his senses to overload and render him unconscious for most likely a few hours. Also, if Chance tries to control too many of these creatures or create too large of a horde, the results will be almost exactly alike, though the spiders would be sent into a wild frenzy mode, acting as one hive-minded being that attacks everything in sight.
Compression of localized energy:
Chance's third, and final unlocked power so far, which he has had for a total of two months, gaining very limited power. Only able to create small "eruptions" by sucking all the heat in a small area into one spot and compressing it, creating a small "cold-zone" and then once the heat is compressed enough it "erupts" into a small, contained explosion, creating a fire in said area that will burn out in around twenty seconds. He is also able to energize small to medium sized handheld objects, such as charging his marbles to make them explosive, of charging his staff for added damage, as well as being able to supercharge his hand, enabling him to use it as a kind of plasma-torch. Once he gains more experience and becomes more powerful wit this ability he will be able to create orbs of energy that can be used for various effects, as well as creating explosions and fires, etc.
Weaknesses:
Just because Chance unlocks a power, by no means (of his own accord) will it be as powerful as it was in his previous life, but rather a weakened version that he will grow back into, and possibly past what he had in his previous life, however, this process is not quick and requires him to gain experience using the power. Though Chance has incredible stamina with the two powers that he has had for most of this life, his recently unlocked power and other powers he unlocks drain him extremely quickly, only able to use them in short bursts until they completely burn him out, making him lethargic, unable to use any of his other abilities, often leaving him out of breath, and more often than not causing him to have piercing migraines, as well as giving him horrible stomach and muscle cramps, causing nearly debilitating pain.
Recently, Chance has been experiencing intense flux's in his power levels, which can be dangerous if one were to happen at the wrong time, as these flux's can, and have thrown his powers into disarray more than one time, causing him to lose control and often lash out. When he does manage to keep his powers under control through these flux's, he is able to accomplish things he never could have before, such as create eruptions large enough to create substantial craters in the ground, or lift and control well over his normal limit in metal. This began shortly after his mother's passing, around five months ago. Ever since Chance has been trying his hardest to keep these flux's under control, and possibly even find a way to harness them, though to him it has been seemingly to no avail, he has made progress. These flux's result in intense whole body pain and severe migraines worse than any other his abilities may cause him.
Chance is always down for a good fight, and will always prefer to do things with his fist and abilities rather than using his brain or thinking up a plan of battle, instead he's usually the first one on the field, seen throwing out various kicks or punches, or dealing out the damage with his powers. As you can guess, this often gets him in great deals of trouble.
Chance suffers from severe anxiety, though he's struggled through his entire life trying to get it under control, and has finally managed to do so. Though, the tiniest, tiniest metal push can break this, sending him into an extreme attack, as well as completely ruining what he hs worked his whole life to get under control. Whatever form this push may come in, whether it be psychic, magical, through some kind of toxin or gas, or whatever other methods you could think of.
Olympic level gymnast
Professional level weapons expertise
Knowledge and skill of a mechanical and electrical college grad.
Powers:
Inheritance:
Chance absorbs the abilities and powers that played a large role in their previous lives. Say for instance in their past life they were a professional chef, they would gain their cooking ability, however, they would not gain their little bit of surfing experience from those few times they vacationed in Hawaii. This goes for powers as well, so say they were once a superhero/villain, or used their powers for a large portion of their life, they would gain whatever power they had in that life, however, they would not gain the power of the metahuman they were six lives ago, who just so happened to be a hydrokinetic, though they didn't use their ability for more than basic tasks or on a day-to-day basis, they would not gain this ability. Chance is limited to only one skill or power for each of his past lives, not both and not multiple of each. If his previous self had three superpowers, he would not gain all three, nor would he gain the most powerful or the most useful, but rather the one they used the most, had the most experience with, had the longest, and had the biggest part in their life. Chance also is not born with access to all of his previous skills or powers, but rather, if he's lucky, he unlocks them through his life. Even as this is, he is almost guaranteed to never unlock all of his skills and powers in one lifetime, unless some powerful being capable of doing so had helped him, or, he became immortal and had forever to unlock them, and even then it would take hundreds of thousands of years.
EM Manipulation:
Chance's first unlocked, and most formidable power of this life, so far. Chance has gained this ability from one of his past selves, Electromagnetism Manipulation and, in theory, has the potential to use this ability in quite a large variety of applications, including electrokinesis, light manipulation, and quite a few more. Though, it is on a much much lower scale as of now, only able to control metal and sense disturbances and/or presence in the field, allowing him to be able to sense people around him, if not with a bit of concentration. Chance is able to control roughly up to six tons of weight, though this is with strain, and if he pushes this ability for too long it can cause intense shooting pains throughout his entire body, potentially causing him to lose control of his ability, therefore creating a large, nuclear like explosion of electromagnetic energy, causing death, destruction, and potential widespread chaos. Chance has gained much skill and power in this ability, able to use it to potentially take down a lot of heavy hitters, and will serve him well in the field.
Arachnid control:
Chance's second power that he has unlocked in this life and has had for nearly six years, gaining moderate experience. Chance is able to call and psychically control arachnids, though this power is completely dependent on the amount, and type of arachnids in his immediate vicinity. Chance's normal range for psychically calling and controlling these arachnid creatures is thirty-five feet, or roughly 10.7 meters. Chance can push this up to fifty feet, with concentration, and at a max one-hundred, though this would cause extreme psychic feedback, causing his senses to overload and render him unconscious for most likely a few hours. Also, if Chance tries to control too many of these creatures or create too large of a horde, the results will be almost exactly alike, though the spiders would be sent into a wild frenzy mode, acting as one hive-minded being that attacks everything in sight.
Compression of localized energy:
Chance's third, and final unlocked power so far, which he has had for a total of two months, gaining very limited power. Only able to create small "eruptions" by sucking all the heat in a small area into one spot and compressing it, creating a small "cold-zone" and then once the heat is compressed enough it "erupts" into a small, contained explosion, creating a fire in said area that will burn out in around twenty seconds. He is also able to energize small to medium sized handheld objects, such as charging his marbles to make them explosive, of charging his staff for added damage, as well as being able to supercharge his hand, enabling him to use it as a kind of plasma-torch. Once he gains more experience and becomes more powerful wit this ability he will be able to create orbs of energy that can be used for various effects, as well as creating explosions and fires, etc.
Weaknesses:
Just because Chance unlocks a power, by no means (of his own accord) will it be as powerful as it was in his previous life, but rather a weakened version that he will grow back into, and possibly past what he had in his previous life, however, this process is not quick and requires him to gain experience using the power. Though Chance has incredible stamina with the two powers that he has had for most of this life, his recently unlocked power and other powers he unlocks drain him extremely quickly, only able to use them in short bursts until they completely burn him out, making him lethargic, unable to use any of his other abilities, often leaving him out of breath, and more often than not causing him to have piercing migraines, as well as giving him horrible stomach and muscle cramps, causing nearly debilitating pain.
Recently, Chance has been experiencing intense flux's in his power levels, which can be dangerous if one were to happen at the wrong time, as these flux's can, and have thrown his powers into disarray more than one time, causing him to lose control and often lash out. When he does manage to keep his powers under control through these flux's, he is able to accomplish things he never could have before, such as create eruptions large enough to create substantial craters in the ground, or lift and control well over his normal limit in metal. This began shortly after his mother's passing, around five months ago. Ever since Chance has been trying his hardest to keep these flux's under control, and possibly even find a way to harness them, though to him it has been seemingly to no avail, he has made progress. These flux's result in intense whole body pain and severe migraines worse than any other his abilities may cause him.
Chance is always down for a good fight, and will always prefer to do things with his fist and abilities rather than using his brain or thinking up a plan of battle, instead he's usually the first one on the field, seen throwing out various kicks or punches, or dealing out the damage with his powers. As you can guess, this often gets him in great deals of trouble.
Chance suffers from severe anxiety, though he's struggled through his entire life trying to get it under control, and has finally managed to do so. Though, the tiniest, tiniest metal push can break this, sending him into an extreme attack, as well as completely ruining what he hs worked his whole life to get under control. Whatever form this push may come in, whether it be psychic, magical, through some kind of toxin or gas, or whatever other methods you could think of.
Personality:
Chance's personality is quite shaky, depending almost entirely on his confidence level. when he is feeling quite confident he can be quite charismatic, as well as funny and what most people would consider the "cool guy", though it can sometimes cause him to be varying levels of ignorant. When his confidence is down a bit, he can be the quiet, shy guy that's in the corner that won't speak unless spoken to or really has something to say.
History:
Tis is born a prodigy in each and every one of his lives, always unlocking his first skill at the age of five and progressively is able to bring it closer and closer to where it had been in whatever previous life he had possessed it. This life, Tis, or Chance rather, unlocked the skill he possessed as Simona Amanar, an Olympic-level gymnast, and gold medal winner of the 2000 Olympics, quickly becoming an Olympic level athlete himself, at the extremely early age of eleven.
A year prior to this, Chance unlocked his second ability of this life, gaining amazing talent in staff, rapier, and dagger combat. Due to all this, Chance and his family have always lived quite well, not quite rich, but most definitely on the wealthier side of life. as well as being known around the U.S, while not exactly being "famous" he had his fifteen minutes of fame, and may still be recognized by a few people, who cared to remember who he is.
Just this year, Chance unlocked yet another ability, though it isn't exactly what you'd call useful... at least not yet. Chance gained the knowledge of a community college mechanical and electrical grad. Though this does grant him the ability to create small projects, that could potentially benefit him, as well as grant him the knowledge to speak to the more, eh, technically advanced heroes, it would not grant him the ability to make himself anything that could really make a difference in a battle, or really any kind of really tight situation, unless he were to work with someone. As of now, Chance isn't really able to do, well, much of anything with this ability as the knowledge and skill is still coming to him.
Chance has been able to keep his powers under control for most of his life, but he always felt as if he should be doing more with his incredible talents and abilities, only holding back for fear of what he saw of other heroes lives, in the small glances the public sometimes sees. He always practiced with these abilities, when he wasn't training in his other fields of skill or studying for school. Chance's life was always very busy, and his parents could be quite strict and we're always stern, they were good to him, nd did they're best to raise him right. Though Chance would often get overwhelmed with his crazy life and everything his parents made him do, he loved them, very much so. And it was because of this that Chance was so utterly devastated when his mother was killed in a battle between the Fantastic Four and Molecule Man. It was at this point in time that Chance became obsessed with being a hero, and has such began training his abilities on his own as much as possible, until taking up this opportunity.
Other:
My favorite Marvel character is either Loki or Havok.
Chance's personality is quite shaky, depending almost entirely on his confidence level. when he is feeling quite confident he can be quite charismatic, as well as funny and what most people would consider the "cool guy", though it can sometimes cause him to be varying levels of ignorant. When his confidence is down a bit, he can be the quiet, shy guy that's in the corner that won't speak unless spoken to or really has something to say.
History:
Tis is born a prodigy in each and every one of his lives, always unlocking his first skill at the age of five and progressively is able to bring it closer and closer to where it had been in whatever previous life he had possessed it. This life, Tis, or Chance rather, unlocked the skill he possessed as Simona Amanar, an Olympic-level gymnast, and gold medal winner of the 2000 Olympics, quickly becoming an Olympic level athlete himself, at the extremely early age of eleven.
A year prior to this, Chance unlocked his second ability of this life, gaining amazing talent in staff, rapier, and dagger combat. Due to all this, Chance and his family have always lived quite well, not quite rich, but most definitely on the wealthier side of life. as well as being known around the U.S, while not exactly being "famous" he had his fifteen minutes of fame, and may still be recognized by a few people, who cared to remember who he is.
Just this year, Chance unlocked yet another ability, though it isn't exactly what you'd call useful... at least not yet. Chance gained the knowledge of a community college mechanical and electrical grad. Though this does grant him the ability to create small projects, that could potentially benefit him, as well as grant him the knowledge to speak to the more, eh, technically advanced heroes, it would not grant him the ability to make himself anything that could really make a difference in a battle, or really any kind of really tight situation, unless he were to work with someone. As of now, Chance isn't really able to do, well, much of anything with this ability as the knowledge and skill is still coming to him.
Chance has been able to keep his powers under control for most of his life, but he always felt as if he should be doing more with his incredible talents and abilities, only holding back for fear of what he saw of other heroes lives, in the small glances the public sometimes sees. He always practiced with these abilities, when he wasn't training in his other fields of skill or studying for school. Chance's life was always very busy, and his parents could be quite strict and we're always stern, they were good to him, nd did they're best to raise him right. Though Chance would often get overwhelmed with his crazy life and everything his parents made him do, he loved them, very much so. And it was because of this that Chance was so utterly devastated when his mother was killed in a battle between the Fantastic Four and Molecule Man. It was at this point in time that Chance became obsessed with being a hero, and has such began training his abilities on his own as much as possible, until taking up this opportunity.
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My favorite Marvel character is either Loki or Havok.
Uhm, I've been really busy with life happenings, I apologize guys. Are you sure you want to just stop it? I can go ahead and make a post now and try and revive it, if you'd like. Though if you'd prefer to try for a reboot that is fine too, just let me know. @FallenTrinity
I'm here. Not too sure how I would like my character to react to the situation as of yet, and am currently awaiting another post or two, just to gauge other people reactions and what not before I post.
Yeah.. That's alright, I'll re-work him. Thanks for that, this definitely isn't my best character especially since I did most of the work on him at seven in the morning with no sleep, I know, it's not good to not give these kinds of things my all, my apologies. I'll get to working on him in eight or so hours, when I wake up.
I wasn't aware of the S.H.I.E.L.D situation, don't know if that was just me not understanding/forgetting/whateverelsemybraindoes (probably was, aha.) or if it just wasn't noted anywhere, or what happened. Simona died of a complication during a surgery for her brain tumor shortly after competing. And as for Electro, I figured that he was pretty risky, and honestly doubted he would work but more because of the fact he's quite the Spidey villain, didn't at all take into consideration the timeline, my bad completely, sorry. As for adding more abilities, I hadn't planned on him unlocking another for a while down the road, unless there was a legitimate reason for him to gain another so soon after he unlocked his newest. So don't worry about him just gaining more and more, ahaha. :)
I wasn't aware of the S.H.I.E.L.D situation, don't know if that was just me not understanding/forgetting/whateverelsemybraindoes (probably was, aha.) or if it just wasn't noted anywhere, or what happened. Simona died of a complication during a surgery for her brain tumor shortly after competing. And as for Electro, I figured that he was pretty risky, and honestly doubted he would work but more because of the fact he's quite the Spidey villain, didn't at all take into consideration the timeline, my bad completely, sorry. As for adding more abilities, I hadn't planned on him unlocking another for a while down the road, unless there was a legitimate reason for him to gain another so soon after he unlocked his newest. So don't worry about him just gaining more and more, ahaha. :)
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Yeah.. Noticed that when I logged on today, turns out my cousin can only follow directions up till the final step. He wanted to read my character and he offered to post it afterwards as long as I told him how, and I figured with him being the same age as me all would be well if I just gave him instructions...Apparently not, lmao. Anyways, apologies. @Keksalot
No worries, I had sent him to you via PM a few days ago. After I had not received any word I just started to just figure you didn't check your PMs. Ahaha no worries, though. I'll take him down from the IC, again my apologies.
No worries, I had sent him to you via PM a few days ago. After I had not received any word I just started to just figure you didn't check your PMs. Ahaha no worries, though. I'll take him down from the IC, again my apologies.
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