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Miss. Dawson's Home for the Truly Gifted [Reboot] (Closed)

^^^this is the COOLEST

Miss. Dawson's Home for the Truly Gifted [Reboot] (Closed)

Taking a quick drink from his coffee he nodded as Zinnia spoke. "Ahhh, just a week. That makes sense." He smiled as he spoke, her stuttering having relaxed him a little; a sign that she too was a little nervous. Pausing a moment before continuing he began to peel his banana. "As for what I do... Well they call it 'Conflict Resolution'. Which is really just a fancy way of saying that I break up fights." he said it with a nonchalant tone but really the job was more than a little worrisome. As he finished he took a moment to take in his table-mate. She was definitely attractive by just about any standard and this was only made more so by her red hair. Having listened to her talk it was also obvious that she wasn't from America. But the most distinguishing feature at the current moment was the look that she was giving her food. "Hey everything okay? You are giving your food a look as if it had just let you down, surely you can't be that.... Disappointed with your food." The word disappointed was tinged with questioning itself as Iron wasn't quite sure if that had been the right word for the look she was giving her food.

Miss. Dawson's Home for the Truly Gifted [Reboot] (Closed)

I'm doing good ^_^ just at work but will have another post up soon.

Also, I ship Zinnia and Iron, first class priority mail.

@Mega Birb

I am okay with this. Pretty okay with it.

House of Leaves [Modern / Lovecraftian Horror]

I'll be able to start work on mine in about an hour just got off work and have the drive home before I can start.

House of Leaves [Modern / Lovecraftian Horror]

The interest check caught my eye and I followed it here. If you are still accepting players I am very interested.

Miss. Dawson's Home for the Truly Gifted [Reboot] (Closed)

Iron sat crunching his apple watching Azai leave, as if neither himself or the girl had tried to speak to him. Iron shrugged it off as Azai being lost in his own mind. His thoughts on trying to decipher whether or not he and the girl had been snubbed by Azai almost caused Iron to miss her introducing herself.

"Er... Hello, I'm Zinnia." The girl said as she sat down next to him. Turning his attention towards the Zinnia he tried to recall if he had met her before. Having been locked in this prison paradise for the last 3 years he knew most of his peers, if not just by name and appearance.

Setting his apple down he extended his hand to offer a hand shake, "Iron," he said sounding a little abrupt in his mind he went to clarify. "My name that is... It's Iron," his cheeks took on a slight tint as he introduced himself. 'Locked in a prison for supers and my worry is embarrassing myself in front of a cute girl, man that's pathetic' he inwardly bereted himself. Deciding to draw attention away from his pink tinged cheeks and his slight word vomit he inquired of Zinnia "I take it you're new? I don't think we've met."

Miss. Dawson's Home for the Truly Gifted [Reboot] (Closed)

Iron has now made his first in game appearance ^_^

Miss. Dawson's Home for the Truly Gifted [Reboot] (Closed)

The sunrise had come just as Iron finished the second mile of his morning jog at just under 2g (2 times Earth's gravity). As he trudged back to his apartment he contemplated the rest of his morning workout. He still had his crunches, pushups and a myriad of other exercises before he hit the shower. In all honesty Iron hated working out, hated it all the more at 2g but when one spent as much time as he did at 0g and below it was near required to keep himself in any sort of shape. Once back in his apartment he resumed the actual workout, the whole time counting down to his morning shower and the actual start of the day.

Iron stepped out of the shower towel around his waist as Miss Dawson's voice boomed throughout the Home. It had been nearly three years and he still couldn't get over how annoying the trumpeting was. As she completed her morning announcement, one that seemed to nearly be the same everyday, Iron proceeded to get dressed. He pulled on his normal day to day clothes, a pair of jeans, a fairly non-descript t-shirt and lastly his signature hoodie. Sliding into a pair of shoes he was ready to head out for the day. So thusly he collapsed onto the bed glad once more to be existing back at normal gravity and deciding he'd give himself 15 minutes of rest before heading to the mall.

Having fallen partially asleep it was nearing 20 minutes when Iron dived out of his third story window heading towards the mall. Landing softly on the ground he propelled himself back into the air and floated to the mall at leisurely 0g.

Landing once more just outside the mall, he pushed through the doors and immediately took a look around the room while also heading towards the food line. As he made his way through the line he grabbed the makings of a light breakfast- some toast, an apple, a banana, apple juice (although he would have prefered orange juice which seemed to be missing this morning) and a coffee. Tray in hand he glanced around the room looking for a place to sit. Spotting the lounge attendant alone at his own table Iron headed in that direction. Plopping his tray down on the table he slid into the seat across from Azai.

"Such a scowl this early in the day Azai, don't tell me the world's already got you down?" Iron said a light chuckle to his voice as he crunched into his apple.

Miss. Dawson's Home for the Truly Gifted [Reboot] (Closed)

Just at work, only an hour left though so ^_^ that said I should have my character's first post up shortly after work.

Miss. Dawson's Home for the Truly Gifted [Reboot] (Closed)

Appearance

Name: Iron Hawthorne

Age: 19

Powers:

Gravity Control (Self and Touch range only)-
Iron has the ability to at an almost instantaneous speed be able to lower or increase the effect of gravity of himself or anything he has contact with. The full extent of this is not known but Iron continues to push himself to new limits. Currently he can amplify gravity to just over 50 times Earth’s normal gravity and decrease gravity into low negatives maxing at about -3 Earth’s gravity.

Immunity to Adverse Gravitational Effects (ex: bends)-
This pretty much explains itself. Iron’s power includes a natural immunity to the adverse effects of gravity, such as bends (a result of changing gravity/pressure too fast). Other preventive effects this includes are not having blood vessels burst from sudden shifts in gravity and his heart and lungs still work at full capacity despite the increase in gravity. This however does not extend to others that are influenced by his power nor does the apply to how he can move under higher gravity, meaning that at anything past 5G has near no ability to move.

High Speed Impact Resistance-
This power only applies to falling impact. He takes punches, impacts from cars, bats, etc. as a normal person would. For some reason though his power grants him an incredibly high resistance to damage sustained from falling at high speeds. He can however still injure himself it is just much harder.

Weapons: Reinforced Steel Plated Gloves

Bio: Iron grew up in the great nowhere of the Midwest United States. His childhood filled with reading, comics, and video games. In school he was apathetic, reserved and in general a shy student. Not going out of his way to make friends or answer questions. However his grades reflected intelligence beyond what his apathy would have one believe. It was in this time, as a young child that Iron dreamed of being a super hero. Like those of the comics he read. As with most childhood dreams this faded as Iron grew that is until he began to hear stories of people developing super human powers. With the knowledge in hand he began researching powered people and powers in general, continually wishing he would develop his own. As luck, or perhaps fate, would have it Iron did eventually begin to demonstrate powers of his own. At first he wasn’t aware of it. His power only created small modulations in his weight, making him feel a little heavy one day or light on his feet the next. It wasn’t until one night while sitting on his roof, on his laptop continuing his research into powered individuals that he became aware of his own power. Climbing down from the roof back into his second story window his foot slipped sending him plummeting to the ground… or rather leaving him floating in the air. In this moment, panic-stricken at such a near-death moment and exalted with the unbelievable reality before him that he realized he could make his dreams of being a hero become true. He spent the next several months training in this use of his power. Learning to make himself heavier and lighter at will, gaining a semblance of control while floating at zero and negative gravities. Not just content in practicing the physical applications of his power he also spent time studying physics and in particular how gravity worked.

Wanting to be a hero he recognized early on that there was a need for secrecy and kept his power hidden as much as possible. It wasn’t until nearly a year after he had discovered his power that he was both comfortable with the control of it and confident in his own skill that he attempted his first and so far last heroic action. And in classic hero style it was of course a bank robbery. The cops were already in pursuit of the armed suspects but Iron was set to make his grand entrance, floating almost a half mile above the highway that the chase was speeding down. Taking time to aim himself and projecting the path of the getaway vehicle Iron fell out of the sky at roughly 3 times gravity, quickly reaching the terminal velocity of nearly 350 mph. At this speed Iron rocketed through the roof of the van that the suspects were driving, instantly killing one. Another of the men leveled there gun on Iron and released a burst of fire as Iron grabbed his shoulder and amplified the gravitational effect on the man until blood vessels burst in the man’s eyes and he slumped unresponsive. Left with only the driver, who was freaking out at the sight of the 16 year old hoodie clad teen with only sun glasses and bandana around his face to mask his identity, Iron reached towards the man. Having seen the effects that Iron had had on his cohort the driver jerked away. Unfortunately he jerked away while driving over 120 mph and while still holding the steering wheel sending the van rolling.

It was nearly a day later when Iron woke in a hospital, having broken his arm and collarbone and having a bullet wound in his side. Here lying in the hospital bed Iron was informed that two of three bank robbers had been killed by his actions and that he would be standing trail for his crimes. It was something that Iron had never thought of. He was a hero, heroes didn’t go to jail and they certainly weren’t treated as criminals for having stopped criminals. Something was innately wrong with the world if this was the reaction he was to be given. It was however a short lived problem as in the middle of the night he vanished from the hospital. Not of his own accord, or even his own knowledge.

He awoke to find himself in what could only be described as a luxurious apartment. And to the voice of woman speaking to him through a PA system, that was nearly 3 years ago. Iron has since been a resident of Miss Dawson’s and works as a conflict resolution expert. Diffusing fights and helping to keep peace in what is essentially a small town filled with people capable of annihilating each other.

Dreams/Wishes: To be accepted by society with his powers and be able to use them to help at least that was his dream since imprisonment however being a hero doesn’t seem as appealing.

Evil, Good, Walking the Line: Ever attempting to ere on the side of good, but unjust
imprisonment continually pushes him towards the less than good.

Siblings (If Any): None

Pets (If Any): None