Post by Deleted on Dec 29, 2015 1:17:16 GMT
Miles SPENCER the basics full name ♦ miles robert spencer nicknames ♦ don't even think about it age ♦ thirty-six birthday ♦ march 7th, 1979 occupation ♦ unemployed (former mechanic, electrician, and fast food worker) ability/power ♦ electrical absorption species ♦ human how the ability works ♦ basically, all those things your parents told you not to touch as a kid because they had the potential to shock you and sent you to an early grave, miles can touch them. from wires, to outlets, to bolts of lightning- not only can he withstand contact with them, he can absorb the electrical charge through his hands and convert it, either in the form of static or flames. so basically, if miles wanted to hurt you, all he would have to do is find the nearest source of power, touch it, and then make contact with your skin. that's not to say, however, that he can't be hurt by electricity. he is technically "electrocuting" himself each time he uses his ability. of course, his skin won't burn, his heart won't stop, his brain won't fry. he's immune to any permanent damage. he will, however, feel pain. for things like a table lamp, it's a small shock- the equivalent to the static you'd feel from a blanket that just came out of the dryer. a larger source of power however would be excruciating. though over time, miles has trained himself to endure through it, and in fact, finds the feeling quite thrilling and addicting. gender ♦ male sexuality ♦ disinterested the appearance face claim ♦ clive standen height and weight ♦ 6'2, 200 pounds identifying features ♦ it would take a week to go over all of miles's scars and tattoos. most of them just kind of showed up on his body after a night of drinking too much- he could't tell you where he got them. he has a full sleeve on his right arm and about half of his left arm including a number of lightning bolts, ram horns, a pirate ship, and an ace of spades. he carries around a fairly noticeable cane (accompanied by a fairly noticeable limp), adorned with a dragon head. overall appearance ♦ i could probably just write the word "disheveled" and you'd have everything you needed to know. miles is pretty unkept, which is to say, he really doesn't care about how he looks. his typical outfit consists of jeans that should have been tossed out three holes ago and a leather jacket that's seen better days. his hair's on the long side and he'll often tie it up to keep it out of his face. he hasn't been clean shaven since puberty hit and you shouldn't bet on it happening again any time soon. he got pretty lucky in the build department, having a naturally muscular look (aka, he carries his weight well), and added height to pull it off. He always carries a lighter in his pocket to use in case he gets caught making fire without an explanation. the personality likes ♦ alcohol, motorcycles, antagonizing people, anything that gets his adrenaline up, western movies, fire, listening to music dislikes ♦ bosses, landlords, responsibilities, big cars, long walks, hyperactive people, depressed people, basically all people strengths ♦ anything involving pyrotechnics or electrical engineering, great survival instincts, one hell of a thief weaknesses ♦ drinks too much, can't keep a job, never learns from his mistakes dreams ♦ basically he just wants to wake up the next day.. not in a ditch somewhere, with food. he also really wants to get absorb actual lightning (for curiosity's sake) fears ♦ withdrawal (both from alcohol and electricity), ending up in jail overall personality ♦ miles is a very reclusive guy who lets off a clear message "don't speak to me and we can be best friends". he's short tempered and secretive about his life and what he can do. he likes to have a good time, but as soon as commitment's involved, he undoubtedly finds a way to mess things up. he's not stupid, by any means, but his priorities aren't exactly in the right place. he's got an addictive personality and it gets him into trouble sometimes. he hasn't been able to hold down a job for more than a few weeks and because of that, lost his apartment and turned to a more criminal avenue to provide for himself. he's not a violent person by nature, but he can be violent if set off, and he won't be all that remorseful about it. When it comes to his powers he has a love hate relationship, and a morbid curiosity, to see how far he can go. the history father ♦ gene spencer, 65, former restaurant owner mother ♦ alerah spencer, 63, former waitress siblings ♦ n/a important people ♦ anyone else important, from family to close friends hometown ♦ santa fe, new mexico overall history ♦ if you asked miles about his past, he'd tell you to shut up. if you kept pressing, you'd probably get some vague details about a tiny apartment in the middle of an overcrowded city. honestly, miles's childhood was nothing short of unexciting. his father had a restaurant and he spent a lot of time helping out there, or just hanging out behind the counter. he was in the restaurant the first time he used his powers. it was entirely accidental, but he'd changed a couple of lightbulbs and next thing he knew the room was on fire. half the place burned down before firemen were able to put it out, and miles didn't hang out at the restaurant again. though nobody even suspected that he had anything to do with it, miles knew, and he began experimenting with what he could do. he began to develop an interest in engineering, not because he enjoyed building things, but because it was an excuse to acquire different types of power supplies. he developed pretty good control of his powers, though he didn't hesitate to use them to get out of things he didn't want to do (his school had a number of blackouts on exam days) and against people who he believed deserved it (he was expelled from school after getting into a fist fight with another student and burning him "with a lighter"). he never graduated high school, but he somehow managed to get the full college experience, complete with parties, sex, drugs, and alcohol. he actually waited until he was twenty to have his first drink, but he took to it, far more than he took to the rest of the social atmosphere. he moved out (at this point he'd been living intermittently with his parents), spent all of his money on a bike, and drove through a couple of states. his aim had been texas, but somehow he ended up in new orleans. he got a job working for an electric company, and did pretty well for a while, before too many "accidents" cost him the job (he knew he needed to wear gloves to keep from short circuiting things but he always gave into the temptation to take them off). that's when the drinking became a problem, and he picked up gambling as a solution. he trashed his motorcycle in an accident that could have killed him (but he was lucky like that) about a week after his thirty-first birthday. it took a couple of years for him to get back into the swing of things, but he eventually fell back into the same habits. he gave up and went to the phalanx home because he figured it beat sleeping in an allyway, and that's pretty much where he's at now. the role player alias ♦ max age ♦ nineteen pronouns ♦ doesn't matter code ♦ ADMIN EDIT other characters ♦ nope |
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