Post by zelunik on Nov 18, 2008 14:57:42 GMT -5
The Basics;
Name: Timothy Nelson Williams
Age: 26
Where you stand: Mutant
Powers:
A.Pyrokinesis
B.Molecular Combustion
C.Teleportation
D.Adoptive Muscle Memory
Personality:
Because of his terrible past he comes off as steely and unemotional. A hard headed man he takes no nonsense when it comes to his classes in teaching the mutants how to control their powers. Of course he has a good heart dispite the fact that he comes off a bit hard. His initial response to anyone that tries to delve into his histroy is to change the subject or just drop it. It still pains him, and probably will pain him for the rest of his life that he lost his son.
Though he is a good guy and tries to help out. He is protective over his friends and keeps them dear to his heart.
One wouldn't call him soft but one wouldn't call him hard headed either. He's more like a thing inbetween a mentor and a friend with everyone.
History:
He was running. He pulled a football twist away from his attacker and ran even faster. No Tim had never played football, actually he never played any sport as a young child. His parents had kept him from such feats because of his AMM, or adoptive muscle memory. They feared he would be too good at anything the coaches instructed and then they would be found out.
He was found out any ways. When he was young he accidently caught some bullies on fire. His parents feirce instruction to keep the powers down were ignored when the kid twice his size went to punch him in the stomach. Now the anti-mutants were after him. Seventeen and in shape he managed to flee from them.
Now as he ran he was actually in a football game keeping the ball tucked under his arm, the young three year old boy finally tackled his father to the ground. Tim laughed as his son, Adian laughed with him. Such a cute kid. "So son... did you use that gene of mine for that move?"
The child just smiled. Ever since another anti-mutant attack when the boy was just three... well he never spoke again. It saddened Tim to the point of tears but the boy was healthy and knew sign language after seeing it the first time, a super-genius, Tim knew it. Just spending time with the boy he knew.
A small pang of sadness touched his heart. This child would never know his mother, an anti-mutant with a hateful heart. Once she found out both her son and boyfriend, they were never married, were mutants, she tried to kill them both. The more Tim thought that might have to do with Adians speechless self. He was bottling up his words to show his trauma. It was ok though. Tim knew what his son needed when he needed it.
"Dad," the boy mouth and pointed over Tim's shoulder with a face that resembled pure fear. Tim looked up but it was too late. A gun shot out and struck his son in the chest, another one fired and stuck home again. Tim saw only red and teleported right up to the anti-mutant and the whole park was enveloped in fire.
Tim pointed his finger at the anti-mutant and... she blew up. "How could you kill your own son?!" his words were screamed out and harsh as tears poured down his face. This was the time he wished he had the power of healing. He ran back to his son, but it was too late, the boy was already burned into ashes. A terrible wounded animal howl echoed the area.... that was his son. The bitch killed HIS son. He vowed to get back at that terrible anti- organization if it killed him.
Three years later, he heard about a Collette Richards. A woman with a good heart and a want to help mutant children. He had perfected his powers to the point where they were like an extra arm or leg. He decided to go the mansion and see if Miss Richards would let him help her with the kids.
The Look;
[/center]General Appearance:
Timothy
A handsome man. His AMM keeps his body in tip-top shape and with out all the hard work of taking steriods, diet pills, and working out. He has dark brown hair and light brown eyes. Seems like it would be ugly but he carries it off. His grin and straight teeth would have any teenager and woman alike crushing on him. Though he rarely smiles, but when he does it's like the sun has come out.
Celebrity Name: Orlando Bloom
Celebrity Picture: Timothy
The Who;
[/center]OOC Name: Zel will do ^_^
OOC Age: 17 Oo;
The What;
[/center]Experience: 7 years but took a two year hiatus from RPing.
Example:
Ahmunik sighed as he saw the touch of pain flash through Viki's eyes. It was heartbreaking watching her go through these... moodswings. He, himself, had no problem keeping his moods undercheck.... Unless he was mad of course, he had a hot-temper and not one of those, 'Oh I'm going to talk smack' no he was in your face and throwing punches. Of course that was a rare, the guys around here learned not to mess with his sister. She was only seventeen and those creepy older, like twenty years older than her guys. He shuddered inwardly at that thought and decided to bring his attention back to the girl in front of him.
Ahmun widened his eyes as the girl went from depressed to near giddy. Ok, strange little girl. He raised an eyebrow and smile crossed his features. At least she wouldn't cry on him. He hated when girls cried. Though this was the era where women where seen as weak and creatures to be protected, he himself found that most girls (he travelled to find the elves once) were stronger than him. So he had a certain respect for the female gender. Of course if they wanted to get roudy they would be soon put into place. Though this girl in front of him was sweet, a tad bit strange, but sweet nonetheless.
As he again shifted his bags he looked down to find Viki holding out a small bag of coins. His eyes widened as he took in their date.... One of these coins would be enough to pay for her to live at the inn. Of course that couldn't happen unless she was willing to marry him.... 'Oh ew she looks nearly like your sister!' He quickly blanched and shyed away from that thought. 'Anyways coyote boy, hiding remember?'
Anyways he felt her reach out for one of calloused hands. In it she pressed the coins. He sighed, "Well hun, you might want to hide these.... Erm, the year 944? One of these coins will be enough for you to build your own house. Though, if you want to stay at the inn your allowed to for two years...."
He trailed off and bite his lip again, still staring at the gold coins, if he were a lesser man, he would've cheated this airhead out of her money. Of course this was if he was a lesser man, instead he gave her back the remaining coins except one. The agreed payment. Of course they would give Viki her change once they got to the inn. With a smile he continued as she poofed another apple out of the air with a flash of green light, "Well come along my sister is still going to be ticked that I took this long just to get groceries...."
He then began to walk towards his home. he hadn't forgotten about the teleportress's magic. He didn't believe that it work. All mental magic he was immune to and he didn't want to test the teleporter's magic and have to answer questions later. As he was walking he began humming a sweet tune, one of his sisters, of course he turned around to make sure Viki was following him.
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