Post by notdomino on Sept 13, 2023 7:47:51 GMT
General Information
Full Name:
Femi Breaux Jr.
Codename or Alias:
Anonymity
No secret identity, just a rascal
Gender:
Male
Race:
Mutant
Age:
17
Place Of Birth:
Some small town in, Louisiana
Occupation/Status:
Trainee
Alignment:
Teetering
Factions:
Xaviers School of Gifted Youngsters
Canon Or Original?:
Original
Powers/Abilities:
Terror - One of Femi's go to abilities is the ability to project a white orb like specter to remotely view and tamper with an area the same way a poltergeist would. The specter can only travel along mediums such as solid surfaces and inanimate objects. This remote specter takes half of his sight and hearing, meaning he has to focus incredibly hard to do so. Overuse can lead to dizziness and nose bleeds. He also tends to astral project this specter in his sleep. It can cause some serious nightmares for him as his specter ends up in the most peculiar places.
Ectoplasm- Along with his terror abilities. He's gifted with the frosty wet substance known as ectoplasm. He can harness this power into freezing projectiles, or a freezing/rupturing touch.
Bayou Boy- In the bayou there's no shortage of things to hunt. He was great with a rifle, and machete. He's the type of guy, if you leave him outside too long, he'll bring you back some bbq rattlesnake, and wild berries. He's a great swimmer, and due to the wild folks who spend their time in the swamps, he's had to get into a few fights. Boating, campfires, smores, you name it. He's got it covered if it's outdoorsy.
Spiritual- Well in tune with himself, and what his intuition tells him. He tends to combine his powers with this intuition. It helps keep him out of harms way. Might not seem like the type, but he's very into meditation, and cleansing himself of people and things when he feels necessary.
Weapons/Items:
-Phone
-Hunting knife- a four inch blade. Smaller than his hand and legal in most states.
-Gator tooth necklace - to remind him of home
-Tiny baggy of Cajun seasoning - Food in new york SUCKS to him.
-Guitar, he keeps it in his room.
Appearance
Image:
Physical Appearance:
Femi's a nicely built guy, thin and handsome. He stands at 6' even, and weighs a little over 170lbs. He's decorated in a myriad of tattoos and has a head full of healthy curls, keeping the sideburns and nape tapered. He can't quite grow a full beard but has mastered the ways of the mustache.
Clothing and Armor:
When is comes to clothes, Femi's honestly a less is more kind of guy. As a bayou boy at heart, he genuinely prefers no shirt, no shoes, but society doesn't necessarily agree. His style is ugh... mmm. He'll typically just throw some thrift shop clothes together and make an outfit out of nothing. He'll also accessorize with plenty of gold. You may catch him shirtless with rubber boots and black pants like he's going fishing one day... You may catch him wearing some old vintage designer the next. If invited somewhere fancy, he'll even throw on some nice slacks and dressy shoes for a change. For some reason, his random and almost tacky style fits him. If anyone else tried to pull it off, it wouldn't really look right.
Personality
Sexual Orientation:
Heterosexual
General Personality:
Femi is a loner, to say the least. He's not used to this environment full of people expecting him to trust them. He likes running along to the beat of is own drum. He understands well that he's different than the rest of society, and the school makes him feel like more of an outcast than he naturally is. He doesn't understand why the world is the way it is, or why he's being punished for his powers. While most people see the glass half full or half empty, Femi see a pressure crack in his glass and eyes it carefully knowing it will break soon. With such chaotic energy, he's often told to control his temper and mind his powers. The same fluff every student gets told, but Femi just wants proper freedom. The same freedom, normies get. He envies them greatly.
Deviating away from the mutant/way of life topic, Femi loves music. He sings and plays guitar in his spare time. A good chunk of his time is spent exploring the woods of the Xavier compound for a nice vibey place to perform his songs. He's not as prickly as he pretends to be. He's incredibly humble and warm if you're on his good side. If you're on his bad side, his eyes are icy, and he'll make sure to keep his words curt. He's pretty upfront about his feelings about a person. He doesn't mince words too much, and will almost always just express himself if asked. He's a competent person to have on the field, especially with his skills in recon. He favors scoping things out before getting himself involved into combat.
Face/Voice: Boo Johnson (not an actor, but pro skater)
Anything Else
Anything (for this section or for anywhere else in the profile) that you think aren't covered in the sections of this character sheet can go here.
Character's History
Siblings:
N/A
Mother:
Mille Leprey
Father:
Femi Breaux Sr.
Other Family:
N/A
History:
Femi's childhood was a fun one. He was smart for his age, and spent most of his early years home-schooled. He developed an independent spirit early on, allowing him to take the skills he learned from his dad to explore the swamps near his town. It was just something about the waters that he couldn't get enough of. He could sit on a boat for hours, fishing, playing with frogs or just playing his guitar. As he got older he had quite the growth spurt. His early teens were tumultuous filled with night terrors of being in far and strange places. He'd always get noticed after witnessing something horrific, and wake right up in a cold sweat. He couldn't really discern if this were real or not, until his mother saw the white orb scaling across the living room ceiling.
It had to be voodoo. It was the first thought to cross the woman's mind, but there were news reports of things like this, and a place to send your child to. If she were lucky they could cure him of whatever this was. To be brutally honest, the woman was extremely unaccepting of curses. Her bitter energy only intensified when Femi's father explained to her that the school would help him control these powers. Naturally, the boy felt rejected by his own mother, and to an extent welcomed the distance. If he had to be all the way in New York just to be treated normal, so be it. If he could win his mother's love back, then this was the way to do it. Home was becoming hell, and this would be his safe haven, right? He'd be in for a rude awakening when he finally arrived. Xavier's School for Gifted Youngsters was every bit of intriguing and nothing near normal. It was if he were cast off into a strange mutant wonderland. Something snapped inside, the boy but he never showed any outward change. This was his new hell, he had to accept it somehow...
In his first few days of Xavier's school, the teen didn't even speak. To an extant, he was still raw to how his mother looked at him, and partially disgusted in the fact he even had to be there. He was quiet and brooding. While he was easily found, he'd often disappear off campus and sulk. As it became clearer this was his home, he'd begin showing up more little by little, and even participating from time to time. While he had no true intention of being an outcast, his actions led him to be one. Now he has to unmake the bed he's made for himself.
Role Play Sample:
This is required for all canons and OCs deemed significant within the scope of the RP, such as group leaders or exceptionally powerful individuals to warrant an additional layer of scrutiny. Please write, at minimum, a couple paragraphs of your character in a scene. The scene does not need to be made into RP continuity (but it can be if you want). If you want to create a custom roleplaying thread for your RP Sample, please ask the mods first.
Full Name:
Femi Breaux Jr.
Codename or Alias:
Anonymity
No secret identity, just a rascal
Gender:
Male
Race:
Mutant
Age:
17
Place Of Birth:
Some small town in, Louisiana
Occupation/Status:
Trainee
Alignment:
Teetering
Factions:
Xaviers School of Gifted Youngsters
Canon Or Original?:
Original
Powers/Abilities:
Terror - One of Femi's go to abilities is the ability to project a white orb like specter to remotely view and tamper with an area the same way a poltergeist would. The specter can only travel along mediums such as solid surfaces and inanimate objects. This remote specter takes half of his sight and hearing, meaning he has to focus incredibly hard to do so. Overuse can lead to dizziness and nose bleeds. He also tends to astral project this specter in his sleep. It can cause some serious nightmares for him as his specter ends up in the most peculiar places.
Ectoplasm- Along with his terror abilities. He's gifted with the frosty wet substance known as ectoplasm. He can harness this power into freezing projectiles, or a freezing/rupturing touch.
Bayou Boy- In the bayou there's no shortage of things to hunt. He was great with a rifle, and machete. He's the type of guy, if you leave him outside too long, he'll bring you back some bbq rattlesnake, and wild berries. He's a great swimmer, and due to the wild folks who spend their time in the swamps, he's had to get into a few fights. Boating, campfires, smores, you name it. He's got it covered if it's outdoorsy.
Spiritual- Well in tune with himself, and what his intuition tells him. He tends to combine his powers with this intuition. It helps keep him out of harms way. Might not seem like the type, but he's very into meditation, and cleansing himself of people and things when he feels necessary.
Weapons/Items:
-Phone
-Hunting knife- a four inch blade. Smaller than his hand and legal in most states.
-Gator tooth necklace - to remind him of home
-Tiny baggy of Cajun seasoning - Food in new york SUCKS to him.
-Guitar, he keeps it in his room.
Appearance
Image:
Femi's a nicely built guy, thin and handsome. He stands at 6' even, and weighs a little over 170lbs. He's decorated in a myriad of tattoos and has a head full of healthy curls, keeping the sideburns and nape tapered. He can't quite grow a full beard but has mastered the ways of the mustache.
Clothing and Armor:
When is comes to clothes, Femi's honestly a less is more kind of guy. As a bayou boy at heart, he genuinely prefers no shirt, no shoes, but society doesn't necessarily agree. His style is ugh... mmm. He'll typically just throw some thrift shop clothes together and make an outfit out of nothing. He'll also accessorize with plenty of gold. You may catch him shirtless with rubber boots and black pants like he's going fishing one day... You may catch him wearing some old vintage designer the next. If invited somewhere fancy, he'll even throw on some nice slacks and dressy shoes for a change. For some reason, his random and almost tacky style fits him. If anyone else tried to pull it off, it wouldn't really look right.
Personality
Sexual Orientation:
Heterosexual
General Personality:
Femi is a loner, to say the least. He's not used to this environment full of people expecting him to trust them. He likes running along to the beat of is own drum. He understands well that he's different than the rest of society, and the school makes him feel like more of an outcast than he naturally is. He doesn't understand why the world is the way it is, or why he's being punished for his powers. While most people see the glass half full or half empty, Femi see a pressure crack in his glass and eyes it carefully knowing it will break soon. With such chaotic energy, he's often told to control his temper and mind his powers. The same fluff every student gets told, but Femi just wants proper freedom. The same freedom, normies get. He envies them greatly.
Deviating away from the mutant/way of life topic, Femi loves music. He sings and plays guitar in his spare time. A good chunk of his time is spent exploring the woods of the Xavier compound for a nice vibey place to perform his songs. He's not as prickly as he pretends to be. He's incredibly humble and warm if you're on his good side. If you're on his bad side, his eyes are icy, and he'll make sure to keep his words curt. He's pretty upfront about his feelings about a person. He doesn't mince words too much, and will almost always just express himself if asked. He's a competent person to have on the field, especially with his skills in recon. He favors scoping things out before getting himself involved into combat.
Face/Voice: Boo Johnson (not an actor, but pro skater)
Anything Else
Anything (for this section or for anywhere else in the profile) that you think aren't covered in the sections of this character sheet can go here.
Character's History
Siblings:
N/A
Mother:
Mille Leprey
Father:
Femi Breaux Sr.
Other Family:
N/A
History:
Femi's childhood was a fun one. He was smart for his age, and spent most of his early years home-schooled. He developed an independent spirit early on, allowing him to take the skills he learned from his dad to explore the swamps near his town. It was just something about the waters that he couldn't get enough of. He could sit on a boat for hours, fishing, playing with frogs or just playing his guitar. As he got older he had quite the growth spurt. His early teens were tumultuous filled with night terrors of being in far and strange places. He'd always get noticed after witnessing something horrific, and wake right up in a cold sweat. He couldn't really discern if this were real or not, until his mother saw the white orb scaling across the living room ceiling.
It had to be voodoo. It was the first thought to cross the woman's mind, but there were news reports of things like this, and a place to send your child to. If she were lucky they could cure him of whatever this was. To be brutally honest, the woman was extremely unaccepting of curses. Her bitter energy only intensified when Femi's father explained to her that the school would help him control these powers. Naturally, the boy felt rejected by his own mother, and to an extent welcomed the distance. If he had to be all the way in New York just to be treated normal, so be it. If he could win his mother's love back, then this was the way to do it. Home was becoming hell, and this would be his safe haven, right? He'd be in for a rude awakening when he finally arrived. Xavier's School for Gifted Youngsters was every bit of intriguing and nothing near normal. It was if he were cast off into a strange mutant wonderland. Something snapped inside, the boy but he never showed any outward change. This was his new hell, he had to accept it somehow...
In his first few days of Xavier's school, the teen didn't even speak. To an extant, he was still raw to how his mother looked at him, and partially disgusted in the fact he even had to be there. He was quiet and brooding. While he was easily found, he'd often disappear off campus and sulk. As it became clearer this was his home, he'd begin showing up more little by little, and even participating from time to time. While he had no true intention of being an outcast, his actions led him to be one. Now he has to unmake the bed he's made for himself.
Role Play Sample:
This is required for all canons and OCs deemed significant within the scope of the RP, such as group leaders or exceptionally powerful individuals to warrant an additional layer of scrutiny. Please write, at minimum, a couple paragraphs of your character in a scene. The scene does not need to be made into RP continuity (but it can be if you want). If you want to create a custom roleplaying thread for your RP Sample, please ask the mods first.
