Rodan(and Charl)
Posted: Sat May 19, 2012 11:05 am
Name: Rodan
Age: 14
Race: Human/Faerie
Height: 5'8"
Weight: 120 lbs
Physical Description: Straight, medium length, black hair; pale skin tone; thin and somewhat toned, but not much muscle; smooth, round and very childish features; small nose; big eyes; eyes are black normally, but change color in accordance with his power, which changes in accordance with his emotional state: Happiness: Yellow, Sadness: Blue, Anger: Red, Fear: Orange, Depression: Purple, Surprise: White(although you would have to hav quick eyes to notice), Curiousity: Green
Possessions: A locket with a picture of him, his brother and his mother in it, a small pocket knife and a silver lockpick.
Powers or Strengths: His power varies with his emotional state, and he has no control over it. The intensity of the power varies, and some only happen during intense feelings of emotion. They are as follows: Happiness: A strange aura emanates from him, so that everyone within a certain distance (usually a few meters) experiences a light calming, euphoric feeling, the happier he is, the further the distance and the stronger the feeling; Sadness: When he is sad, clouds gather and it starts to rain, it can range from a light sprinkle to a thunderstorm, depending on intensity; Anger: This power only occurs during extreme instances of anger, during which the target of his anger will be set on fire (object, animal, person, etc.) after the fire starts, his anger subsides, and the anger threshold restarts; Fear: This only occurs during extreme instances of emotion as well, when fearing for his life, he teleports to a random location 50-100 meters away, and when he appears, he is asleep; Depression: When he is depressed, the aura effect occurs, but with an effect that makes people drowsy and lethargic, at a certain intensity they will even fall asleep; Surprise: When surprised/shocked, he emanates a blinding fash of light and a deafening noise much like a flashbang grenade that lasts around 4-10 seconds; Curiousity: When curious about something,(like a shiny thing or a mysterious/interesting looking person) he has an uncontrollable urge to investigate it, and can sense its location if it stays within 20 meters. in addition, the target will sense it is being followed(that "I'm being watched" feeling for humans) and the feeling will reappear if the target comes within 10 meters, until his curiosity is satisfied; he is also notably agile and quick
Weaknesses: He's a little kid in an adult's world, he has no powers that he has control over, isnt particularly physical strong or a very good fighter at all. Also he never even completed elementary school and is therefore uneducated.
History: Rodan and his brother Charl used to live in a decent house in the Residential district, their mother the respectable owner of a general store. Charl's father originally ran the business, but their mother took over when he became ill, shortly after Charl was born. When he finally succumbed, Charl was only 3 years old. Their mother had already been sleeping around, (The father was comatose anyways) and not a month later, Rodan was born. As they grew older they helped their mother around the store, and things were going about as well as they could, until at age 9, Rodan's abilities started to emerge. Their mother was horrified, and decided to keep Rodan away from the other children from then on, in order to protect him. He hated her for it, and cried for hours each day, wondering why he couldn't play with his friends any more. At age 10, Rodan couldn't take it any more, and decided to venture out on his own, the first time ever going against his mother's wishes.The rain had finally stopped and he was playing outside for the first time in almost a year, and his eyes went green as he saw someone who piqued his interest. He followed the hooded man, who seemed to be leading him around town in circles. He followed him around a corner and *BLAM* his flash went off, and he stood staring in awe at the strange man, rubbing his eyes with red leather gloves. After a few seconds the man snatched him up, and threw him against the wall, without touching him. Rodan wet his pants, and started crying, and as he cried it started pouring again. "So this is what's been causing the river to flood," the man said. "I should've known. Rodan started crying harder and thunder clapped in the sky. The man became outraged. Rodan felt a tight grip around his throat, he couldn't breathe, and he couldn't help himself. He felt like he was going to explode, and then suddenly, he did. Rodan woke up the next day in bed, his mother and brother sitting at his bedside. He promised he would never disobey her again, and sobbing, she held him tight. About a year later, at age 11, Rodan had come to accept the seclusion of his room, day in, day out. At least he had his brother Charl at night to talk to. One night, he found himself dreaming about that terrible night, and the mysterious man with the red leather gloves. He awoke screaming in his bed, and then was relieved that it was only a dream. He then found himself wondering, once again, about the man. 'Who was he?' he thought. 'Why was he so mean? I didn't do anything to him.' He didn't know why, but he felt that strange feeling again, like the man was going to appear and finish him off any instant. 'Maybe I'm still dreaming' he thought as he lay in bed. His flash shook the house as he heard a hard knock at the door. His brother sat up in his bed. "Who could that be this late?" Charl said. The dull green glow of Rodan's eyes illumniated the room. His mother answered the door, and Rodan and Charl pressed their ears against the door to listen. They could hear their mother talking, and then they heard a man's voice. They pushed their heads as hard as they could against the door, trying to hear what was being said. Suddenly, Rodan recognized the voice, and started to tremble, with excitement. He couldnt take it anymore, he had to see. He opened the door, and as he did, he wasn't surprised at all this time to see the mysterious man with the red leather gloves looking right at him. "No!" his mother screamed, and tried to pull the man away as he made his way toward Rodan. "Run! Charl, get him out of here, don't let anyone hurt him!" Charl grabbed Rodan up and started carrying him to the back door. The hooded man tried to go after them, but their mother wouldn't let go. Suddenly, she didn't have a choice, as she was ripped to pieces before Rodan's very eyes. Charl turned to see what happened as his mother's screaming stopped, and was so horrified by what he saw that he dropped Rodan to the ground. The mysterious hooded man started to approach them, with a crazed, hateful look in his eye. Charl could feel a tugging at every part of his body as he stood between him and Rodan. He felt as though this might be it, but suddenly a bright red light came from behind him, and the feeling went away as the man burst into flames. The fire was hotter than any other flame he'd ever been next to, and within seconds the man was ash, not even getting the chance to cry out. Charl looked at Rodan, now crying, and remembered his mother's words: "Don't let anyone hurt him!" He picked him up and carried him outside into the rain. He set him down beneath a tree and they both sobbed as they watched their home burn to the ground. From then on, they were orphans. Charl knew the dangers of the Battlemages, and eventually Rodan learned about them, too. So they had no choice but to live in the slums, and learn how to get by with nothing but eachother.
((Um, I'm not sure if he would be considered an NPC or a full character because he isn't the main act(he has no powers) but Rodan's brother Charl is extremely important for the existence and story of Rodan, and kind of acts as his guardian, so I'm just going to put his on here too, although both their history is under Rodan's.))
Name: Charl
Age: 17
Race: Human
Height: 6'0"
Weight: 165 lbs
Physical Description: shoulder-length, wavy, dark-brown hair, always kept in a ponytail; short, rough-looking, patchy teenage beard-growth; round face(their resemblance is noticable, but his eyes are smaller); green eyes; slim, sort of musular, very toned
Possessions: A large switch-blade knife, a silver lockpick and several other types of lockpicks
Powers or Strengths: A decent fighter, he could hold his own in a fight before and living on the streets has toughened him up, especially protecting his brother; noticeably fast and agile; good at climbing/parkour/freerunning; excellent at lockpicking and stealing; good with knives; not too bad at talking his way out of (or into) situations.
Weaknesses: He's a normal person with no magical abilities at all whatsoever and he never completed school so is not fully educated
History: Ever since that night, he swore he'd protect his brother, the only thing he has left. Everything he does is for Rodan, and he always comes first.
Age: 14
Race: Human/Faerie
Height: 5'8"
Weight: 120 lbs
Physical Description: Straight, medium length, black hair; pale skin tone; thin and somewhat toned, but not much muscle; smooth, round and very childish features; small nose; big eyes; eyes are black normally, but change color in accordance with his power, which changes in accordance with his emotional state: Happiness: Yellow, Sadness: Blue, Anger: Red, Fear: Orange, Depression: Purple, Surprise: White(although you would have to hav quick eyes to notice), Curiousity: Green
Possessions: A locket with a picture of him, his brother and his mother in it, a small pocket knife and a silver lockpick.
Powers or Strengths: His power varies with his emotional state, and he has no control over it. The intensity of the power varies, and some only happen during intense feelings of emotion. They are as follows: Happiness: A strange aura emanates from him, so that everyone within a certain distance (usually a few meters) experiences a light calming, euphoric feeling, the happier he is, the further the distance and the stronger the feeling; Sadness: When he is sad, clouds gather and it starts to rain, it can range from a light sprinkle to a thunderstorm, depending on intensity; Anger: This power only occurs during extreme instances of anger, during which the target of his anger will be set on fire (object, animal, person, etc.) after the fire starts, his anger subsides, and the anger threshold restarts; Fear: This only occurs during extreme instances of emotion as well, when fearing for his life, he teleports to a random location 50-100 meters away, and when he appears, he is asleep; Depression: When he is depressed, the aura effect occurs, but with an effect that makes people drowsy and lethargic, at a certain intensity they will even fall asleep; Surprise: When surprised/shocked, he emanates a blinding fash of light and a deafening noise much like a flashbang grenade that lasts around 4-10 seconds; Curiousity: When curious about something,(like a shiny thing or a mysterious/interesting looking person) he has an uncontrollable urge to investigate it, and can sense its location if it stays within 20 meters. in addition, the target will sense it is being followed(that "I'm being watched" feeling for humans) and the feeling will reappear if the target comes within 10 meters, until his curiosity is satisfied; he is also notably agile and quick
Weaknesses: He's a little kid in an adult's world, he has no powers that he has control over, isnt particularly physical strong or a very good fighter at all. Also he never even completed elementary school and is therefore uneducated.
History: Rodan and his brother Charl used to live in a decent house in the Residential district, their mother the respectable owner of a general store. Charl's father originally ran the business, but their mother took over when he became ill, shortly after Charl was born. When he finally succumbed, Charl was only 3 years old. Their mother had already been sleeping around, (The father was comatose anyways) and not a month later, Rodan was born. As they grew older they helped their mother around the store, and things were going about as well as they could, until at age 9, Rodan's abilities started to emerge. Their mother was horrified, and decided to keep Rodan away from the other children from then on, in order to protect him. He hated her for it, and cried for hours each day, wondering why he couldn't play with his friends any more. At age 10, Rodan couldn't take it any more, and decided to venture out on his own, the first time ever going against his mother's wishes.The rain had finally stopped and he was playing outside for the first time in almost a year, and his eyes went green as he saw someone who piqued his interest. He followed the hooded man, who seemed to be leading him around town in circles. He followed him around a corner and *BLAM* his flash went off, and he stood staring in awe at the strange man, rubbing his eyes with red leather gloves. After a few seconds the man snatched him up, and threw him against the wall, without touching him. Rodan wet his pants, and started crying, and as he cried it started pouring again. "So this is what's been causing the river to flood," the man said. "I should've known. Rodan started crying harder and thunder clapped in the sky. The man became outraged. Rodan felt a tight grip around his throat, he couldn't breathe, and he couldn't help himself. He felt like he was going to explode, and then suddenly, he did. Rodan woke up the next day in bed, his mother and brother sitting at his bedside. He promised he would never disobey her again, and sobbing, she held him tight. About a year later, at age 11, Rodan had come to accept the seclusion of his room, day in, day out. At least he had his brother Charl at night to talk to. One night, he found himself dreaming about that terrible night, and the mysterious man with the red leather gloves. He awoke screaming in his bed, and then was relieved that it was only a dream. He then found himself wondering, once again, about the man. 'Who was he?' he thought. 'Why was he so mean? I didn't do anything to him.' He didn't know why, but he felt that strange feeling again, like the man was going to appear and finish him off any instant. 'Maybe I'm still dreaming' he thought as he lay in bed. His flash shook the house as he heard a hard knock at the door. His brother sat up in his bed. "Who could that be this late?" Charl said. The dull green glow of Rodan's eyes illumniated the room. His mother answered the door, and Rodan and Charl pressed their ears against the door to listen. They could hear their mother talking, and then they heard a man's voice. They pushed their heads as hard as they could against the door, trying to hear what was being said. Suddenly, Rodan recognized the voice, and started to tremble, with excitement. He couldnt take it anymore, he had to see. He opened the door, and as he did, he wasn't surprised at all this time to see the mysterious man with the red leather gloves looking right at him. "No!" his mother screamed, and tried to pull the man away as he made his way toward Rodan. "Run! Charl, get him out of here, don't let anyone hurt him!" Charl grabbed Rodan up and started carrying him to the back door. The hooded man tried to go after them, but their mother wouldn't let go. Suddenly, she didn't have a choice, as she was ripped to pieces before Rodan's very eyes. Charl turned to see what happened as his mother's screaming stopped, and was so horrified by what he saw that he dropped Rodan to the ground. The mysterious hooded man started to approach them, with a crazed, hateful look in his eye. Charl could feel a tugging at every part of his body as he stood between him and Rodan. He felt as though this might be it, but suddenly a bright red light came from behind him, and the feeling went away as the man burst into flames. The fire was hotter than any other flame he'd ever been next to, and within seconds the man was ash, not even getting the chance to cry out. Charl looked at Rodan, now crying, and remembered his mother's words: "Don't let anyone hurt him!" He picked him up and carried him outside into the rain. He set him down beneath a tree and they both sobbed as they watched their home burn to the ground. From then on, they were orphans. Charl knew the dangers of the Battlemages, and eventually Rodan learned about them, too. So they had no choice but to live in the slums, and learn how to get by with nothing but eachother.
((Um, I'm not sure if he would be considered an NPC or a full character because he isn't the main act(he has no powers) but Rodan's brother Charl is extremely important for the existence and story of Rodan, and kind of acts as his guardian, so I'm just going to put his on here too, although both their history is under Rodan's.))
Name: Charl
Age: 17
Race: Human
Height: 6'0"
Weight: 165 lbs
Physical Description: shoulder-length, wavy, dark-brown hair, always kept in a ponytail; short, rough-looking, patchy teenage beard-growth; round face(their resemblance is noticable, but his eyes are smaller); green eyes; slim, sort of musular, very toned
Possessions: A large switch-blade knife, a silver lockpick and several other types of lockpicks
Powers or Strengths: A decent fighter, he could hold his own in a fight before and living on the streets has toughened him up, especially protecting his brother; noticeably fast and agile; good at climbing/parkour/freerunning; excellent at lockpicking and stealing; good with knives; not too bad at talking his way out of (or into) situations.
Weaknesses: He's a normal person with no magical abilities at all whatsoever and he never completed school so is not fully educated
History: Ever since that night, he swore he'd protect his brother, the only thing he has left. Everything he does is for Rodan, and he always comes first.