Postby Kiba-kun » Wed Dec 12, 2007 11:43 am
Name: Nicholas (Nick) Atch
Alias: N/A
Age: 20
Sex: Male
Eyes: Hazel
Hair: Light blonde, bangs covering his eyes with the back tied into a pony tail
Weight: 145 lbs
Height: 5'8"
Ethnicity: Caucasian
Hometown: Duluth, Minnesota
Spoken Languages: English
Powers: Object teleportation without a major limit on times he can use it.
Weaknesses: Can only move objects half his weight and within his line of sight and deposit them in his line of sight. Cannot teleport anything more complex than an earth worm (multicellular beings are safe). Has a horrible stigmatism so he wears glasses. Cannot "throw" an object after teleporting it, can only place it.
Additional Weapons: None.
Street Clothing: Slim fit BKE jeans, a black undershirt, dark blue T-shirt, chocker, leather wrist band around his left wrist, gray running shoes.
Hero Clothing: His street clothing
Background: Nick has been collecting knives and swords since he was twelve years old and as such is well versed with most bladed weapons. When his younger brother was playing with one of his swords, he accidentally threw it into the air. The sword was about to plunge itself into his brothers skull when Nick's power appeared and the falling sword appeared in his hand. His brother fell into a state of shock afterwards and does not remember the event. After this freak accident, Nick accepted that he had a special power and quickly set to work refining it. He is now working on teleporting much larger objects.
FKA Mythmaster
Why must we be abandoned in times of need?
Do others not see when we yearn for their touch;
An insatiable hunger only they can feed.
Left alone with out their words – fallen into darkness.
Stumbling blindly without their light,
We fall and scream, knowing we've faced too much,
Knowing the only answer is flight.
Flight from the lives we once faced
And the joys and terrors others have brought.
Our time with them, a time of joy and life,
Wonder we all, was it for naught?