Name of Country: United States of America
Name of Person: Nicolas "Scratch" Morris
GENDER: Male
AGE:26
Ability:
A specific form of chronokinesis, Scratch can slow or hasten objects' passage through time, however the range is rather short with effectiveness dropping off after two meters (~6.6ft), and an absolute maximum of about three-and-a-half meters (~11.5ft). He cannot "time travel", only speed things up or slow them down. With concentration, he can make a single object almost freeze in time (until concentration is broken, of course), or speed himself up to the point of dodging bullets. Casually, he can dodge human opponents with ease or turn people into sluggish drunkards. Force is not efficiently exerted to/from an object being shifted with proportion to its changed rate, so "freezing" an object and punching it to death will be quite difficult, and becoming The Flash will not suddenly make him be able to punch out The Hulk. He'll still be able to land punches faster, it just won't be any stronger and will actually be quite weakened if the "flow" change is drastic. The "faster" object will actually receive more force than the "slower" object, so protect those knuckles! In addition, running the whole body around while "flowing faster" is a bit harder due to the air seeming thicker like a thin liquid, so it's more convenient to use the power to dodge like in The Matrix than be The Flash. He can either affect specific objects (up to the size of a smartcar in total size of affected objects) or parts of objects, or a small area (human torso sized space, or a 5cm (~2in) "aura" around an object up to the size of a person).
BIO:
Nicolas grew up in a low-income household with four older brothers. Technically he's the seventh child, with twin brothers coming before him, however they didn't make it past infancy. He takes pride in the fact that he's "the seventh son of a seventh son", and considers himself to be better than everyone despite not having a large amount of things to show for it. He tended to avoid his family like the plague as well as he could for a small child, and repetitively alienated the other kids at school at all grades. At home, he was a loner and bitterly stuck to himself while being ignored in favor of the nicer brothers. At school, however, he was aggressive and occasionally violent, however he is a weakling so he usually stuck with taunting. One day like any other in middleschool, he was being extremely annoying to some older kids who were much larger than himself. Unsurprisingly, this led to a fight and the scrawny punk had an impending beatdown. The youngest child jumped into the fight, hormones raging, and was rather confused at the slight sluggishness around him. Adrenaline pumping through his veins, he didn't consider this very long and brushed it off as just that: adrenaline. He managed to dodge the many attacks and eventually come out on top as the king of the lunch area.
The "kingdom" of the aggressive nerd was soon overthrown by the United States government as his powers slowly became more and more prevalent, via the "king" getting kidnapped and thrown on Plum Island. He was quite fine with the change in scenery, happy to get away from the mildly neglectful household but a bit annoyed with imprisonment. In the facility, he was unusually cooperative in some aspects and inhumanly stubborn when it came to other tasks. Learning that he was a mutant didn't do much to help stop his view of superiority, however he learned to balance out his behavior somewhat during his time on Plum. Although, he now constantly insists on people referring to him as "Scratch" due to viewing himself better than standard humans and closer to that of a fallen angel like "Old Scratch" himself. Edgy little brat. A few years later, a massive power outage suddenly took out the facility and he viewed this as his luck of being a seventh son kicking in yet again. He casually used this opportunity to escape, along with the many other rioting mutants.
After the Plum Island incident of 2007, he lived in the underbelly of society in an attempt to be less visible to the NSA and other government forces. A lone teen on the streets of Manhattan can't make too much of a living legally, but eventually managed to find a seedy apartment that doesn't care for ID, just cash. He also managed to make quite a name for himself in underground fighting rings due to being inhumanly able to dodge. He used his fight money to pay the rent and eventually for luxury items such as computers, which he used excessively when not fighting people or looking for fights (whether they fighters in a ring or attempted muggers in an alley). Now the year is 2019, and he's living a comfortable life in his seedy apartment while spouting jokes in his fights. He's now a champion of multiple underground rings, and is beloved by fans due to constantly being frivolous even in the face of a powerful opponent. He's still very weak in terms of strength, although he's trained up good endurance, speed, and cardio now. With hope, this streetfighting experience might help in the struggle to come.
The "kingdom" of the aggressive nerd was soon overthrown by the United States government as his powers slowly became more and more prevalent, via the "king" getting kidnapped and thrown on Plum Island. He was quite fine with the change in scenery, happy to get away from the mildly neglectful household but a bit annoyed with imprisonment. In the facility, he was unusually cooperative in some aspects and inhumanly stubborn when it came to other tasks. Learning that he was a mutant didn't do much to help stop his view of superiority, however he learned to balance out his behavior somewhat during his time on Plum. Although, he now constantly insists on people referring to him as "Scratch" due to viewing himself better than standard humans and closer to that of a fallen angel like "Old Scratch" himself. Edgy little brat. A few years later, a massive power outage suddenly took out the facility and he viewed this as his luck of being a seventh son kicking in yet again. He casually used this opportunity to escape, along with the many other rioting mutants.
After the Plum Island incident of 2007, he lived in the underbelly of society in an attempt to be less visible to the NSA and other government forces. A lone teen on the streets of Manhattan can't make too much of a living legally, but eventually managed to find a seedy apartment that doesn't care for ID, just cash. He also managed to make quite a name for himself in underground fighting rings due to being inhumanly able to dodge. He used his fight money to pay the rent and eventually for luxury items such as computers, which he used excessively when not fighting people or looking for fights (whether they fighters in a ring or attempted muggers in an alley). Now the year is 2019, and he's living a comfortable life in his seedy apartment while spouting jokes in his fights. He's now a champion of multiple underground rings, and is beloved by fans due to constantly being frivolous even in the face of a powerful opponent. He's still very weak in terms of strength, although he's trained up good endurance, speed, and cardio now. With hope, this streetfighting experience might help in the struggle to come.
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Context: Everyone in the roleplay are aliens on a gameshow. Said gameshow is about taking over planets. In this specific post, my insectoid fanboy (Hrank) stopped pestering one of his comrades and paid attention to his idol: the host of the show named Neko-me. Neko-me had just began presenting this season's target: Earth. "Terra" was described as being a beautiful paradise, full of life and water. After the planet itself was described, the humans were described as being warlike, factionalistic apes who are very good at developing/reverse-engineering technology. Their weapons were described as being primarily kinetic and explosive ones, however radiation levels on the planet have been detected to have slightly increased recently (Cold War era). Earth also is the basis for the galaxy's standard time measurements (Olympian days, years, etc.). "Skine" is an interjection from my alien's language used similarly to "heavens", "shit", or "hell". "Hell, this is bad", "Oh shit", "Good heavens!", etc.
If it wasn't clear enough, Hrank is likely becoming the group's mad scientist.Nekronia wrote:Hrank proceeded to immediately clam up his (condescending) advice and pay direct attention to Neko-me and the display. When the blue, peaceful rock popped up and looked more peaceful that can possibly be imagined, the mantid's anticipating gaze turned to something resembling fear. Oh SKINE oh skine ohskineohskineohskine, this is bad. Baaad bad bad bad. It looks peaceful and tranquil so it's probably a thousand times worse than that rat-infested mess last season. Oooooh no oh no oh no oh n- However, the distressed expression disappeared completely once the descriptions started rolling in, and became a more analyzing and inquisitive one. Wait... our standard time is this watery planet's. This is a bit... fishy. BADUMTSS! Okay more seriously, that's odd. Very odd. Why would the galaxy's clock revolve around this backwater planet? Very, very odd indeed. Looks like we have a mystery on our hands, gang.
Hrank's expression flipped around again once the apes came on screen, and their weapons started being displayed. Spears, halberds, machineguns, tanks, BIGGER tanks! All physical and kinetic weapons that could kill just about any life ever made. It was further elaborated that these were factionalistic savages that held themselves important and killed everyone and everything who stood in the way of their gain of power and materials. This expression... it wasn't of curiosity. It was of distinct and intense glee. Hrank was rubbing his hands together like a cliché villain and began laughing like a psychotic schoolgirl. No nice boats here, only loony thoughts. Metal! METAL! METAL! IT'S ALL METAL THEY ALL USE METAL AND THEY'RE ENDOSKELETAL LANDDWELLERS ON AN OCEAN WORLD! EEEEEYEEEHEHEHEHEHEHEEE~! Oh, and their factions and their greed, ohohohooo skine, this will be beautiful. Oooooh brother, this will be so much, much fun! Much fun! Terra means dirt, yes? Well, dirt to dirt! EEEEEYEHEAHAHAHAHAHAHAAA~
Hrank was barely able to sit in his seat from his giddiness, still giggling madly. He cheerily responded to the host, barely suppressing his schoolgirl laughter. "Ooooooooo~, do we have to stick with their technology only? Eeheeeheee~! I'm... heeheehee... Oh skine, I just... okay, just let me say that I have a LOT of ideas with their level of technology. Sorry, sorry, eheehee, questions, right: ♪How many points do we get, how many do we get, for catapulting their heavy fighting vehicles into or-bet?♪ Heheheeee~! Oh, oh, real question: Are they edible for standard consumption? Real concern here. Yup yup. Khekekekehk...~"
It is blatantly apparent that the ex-pirate is having way too much fun thinking of inventions for the group to use.
