Westchester RPG Character Application
Screenname: Nowufacedoom
Character You Would Like To Play: John Allerdyce Aka Pyro
Powers: Ability to manipulate flame yet unable to create it. Is immune to heat and fire damage.
Basic Origin of the Character: John was born to a loving family in a rural town somewhere in midland America (Yeah I'm changing a few things, I can't write the Oz accent without parodying it.) On his 16th Birthday he caused an accident, burning his home to the ground, witnesses said they saw the candles on the birthday cake engulf the room John was in, spreading quickly, it was a miracle no one was seriously harmed.
John wasn't seen again, filled with fear and shame he fled seeking answers.
Three Reasons Why You Have Chosen That Character:
1. Cool power, I mean come on, who wouldn't want this power?
2. I am a fire starter! A TWISTED FIRE STARTER!
3. Lots of potential for new stories and interactions with other students.
What Do You Plan On Doing With This Character As A Person : He's going to be a bit timid at first but grow into a complete show off with an ego the size of Texas. Have a firey temper (ha! get it?) but deep down he knows whats right and wrong.
Two Complete Sentences In Proper English Explaining What You Can Bring To This RPG (As A Player): Another player and (after this week) hopefully a consistant one. Also, The Prodigy.
What Fonts Do You Plan To Use For Your Character’s Speech? (Makes the roster look better): FIRE! DUN DUN DUNNN DUN DUN! FIRE!
Please Provide A Small Sample Post In The Format You Wish To Portray Your Character In:
The bar's atmosphere made the teenager gag, grasping his throat as he entered, coughing. He was drawing too much attention to himself, the boy knew this, he pulled his hood down over his eyes and skulked into a seat in the corner of the bar. He could feel the barman's eyes on him, burning into his very skin. To John's relief the bartender's focus was pulled toward a customer, sighing under his breath John relaxed a little more.
"Mr. Allerdyce?" Came a calm soothing voice, John looked up with terror in his eyes. Terror that soon subsided as he recognized the man the voice belonged to.
"P-Proffesor Xavier?" John stuttered willing it to be true.
"Yes son, I got your phone call and got here as soon as I could." The wheelchair-bound bald-headed mutant said with a friendly smile
"I understand you recently had a realization in your life?"
John cowered away, bringing his knees up to his chest and hugging them.
"I... I'm not normal... and... I saw you on TV, talking about... about mutants." John mumbled, obviously scared.
"You did the right thing in contacting me Johnathan. Come with me."
John flinched
"Where? where do you want to take me?"
Xavier smiled a friendly smile once again and placed a hand on the frightened young man's shoulder.
"To school."
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