Post by Alex Summers on May 10, 2011 17:18:56 GMT -8
Player Name: John
Contact Info: parrott02@hotmail.com
Name: Alexander Summers
Alias): Alex
Codename: Havok
Age: 20
Gender: Male
Type: Mutant
Affiliation: Brotherhood
Avatar and Picture:
Play-by: Brad Pitt
Family:
Sample RP:
Contact Info: parrott02@hotmail.com
Name: Alexander Summers
Alias): Alex
Codename: Havok
Age: 20
Gender: Male
Type: Mutant
Affiliation: Brotherhood
Avatar and Picture:
Play-by: Brad Pitt
Family:
Christopher Summers (Father, deceased), Katherine Anne Summers (Mother, deceased), Scott Summers (Brother)General Appearance:
Alex keeps his his blond hair buzzed short, not wanting to deal with styling it each day. His blue eyes are relaxed at all times, and his 5' 9'' build leaves no hint of intimidation.Personality:
Alex prefers to work with others, as he finds his powers extremely limiting. Because of this, he has learned to work as a team, and is willing to manipulate others to get them to make him more powerful. In combat, he likes finesse over raw power. The less he spends, the less he has to pay back.Abilities:
Havok is a mutant possessing the power to absorb ambient cosmic energy, process it and emanate it from his body as waves of energy that heat the air in the path, turning it into plasma in the form of a blast or discharge, with a tell-tale concentric circle pattern. These waves will emanate from his body in all directions unless he purposefully tries to channel them in a single direction, usually along the length of his arms. This results in control over an extremely powerful sort of destructive force. He is immune to the adverse effects of most forms of radiation and heat.When Havok strikes an object with hot plasma, the sudden temperature jump often causes objects to shatter or disintegrate. Should Havok direct his energy at the lowest level, he can project it towards a human being and his target will suffer a severe headache, but will not burn up. He can absorb cosmic energy from his environment (such as starlight, x-rays, and gamma radiation) and store them in his cells, metabolizing the energy to generate plasma wave discharges that super-heat and disintegrate objects. His absorption is normally passive, but he has shown that he can actively drain and absorb energy as well.History:
Alex Summers was the second son of Christopher and Katherine-Anne Summers, and spent much of his early years in Alaska with his parents and older brother, Scott.Other:
Alex was very young when the most tragic moment of his life. Alex remembered a plane ride, a common escapade for the family. Then there was something bad. And a fire. And his family pushed him and his brother out a plane. Then his brother left him. And Alex was alone.
Over the next few years, Alex jumped from foster home to foster home. He never felt like he had any power over his life since the day his family died, and he usually left a house after an angry fit of frustration. When his powers manifested, he began to see a chance to finally feel in control. However, still not comfortable with carnage after the plane accident, he used his powers to back up threats and intimidation.
Once he was able to go out on his own, he immediately joined countless mutant factions till finally finding the Brotherhood. There, he has made it his mission to make the most powerful unit in the Brotherhood, and with their effort they will finally put mutants up on top.
Sample RP:
Alex waited patiently outside the club, the music blaring so loud the bass pierced the walls.
Finally, the side door burst open, and Sanji, the club owner, came out a blond in arm and a private security officer in tow.
"Sanji, this is not a professional way to have a meeting," Alex said, a calm tone in his voice.
"Hey, you don't tell me how to run my business, mutie. You're lucky I'm even considering your offer in the first place."
"All we need is one of your basements to be a safehaven for mutants in need,and you get a sizable donation for your services."
"I was thinking about that....I think the price has changed."
"No, it hasn't," Alex said, with a coldness that matched his eyes.
"I think," Sanji said, " that I get to know the mutants powers, and if they are useful to me, I get to keep them, if not, I throw them back to you." Sanji smiled like a predator, and raised himself to be loom over Alex.
"We are not slaves. You are not our equals." Alex looked at Sanji, and brought up his right hand to form a gun with his fingers, pointing directly at Sanji's Chest.
Sanji froze, then Alex moved his "gun" to aim at Sanji's guard. "Bang"
The guard fell to his knees, blood pouring from his eyes, ears, and nose.
Sanji's head whipped back to the screaming of his guard, and when he turned back to Alex had his "gun" pointing right at his heart.
"You're guard won't die. If you ever speak to anyone about our plans, you will. You don't need to see me for me to burst your heart. Now, I tried to make you part of something special, and you have spit in your face. Now you need to learn your place. This club will be shut down in a week. If not, you will have it blown up from underneath you. I will make sure you are in it, that it is blamed on you, and any innocent blood will lay on your hands."
Alex walked away, Sanji's eyes wide, his mouth agape.