Weylyn

{ART BELONGS TO ME}

:: Nickname ::
Whatever you want to call him ^^

:: Gender ::
Male

:: Age ::
17

:: Sexuality ::
Aromantic | Heterosexual

:: Appearance ::
6 feet and 178 pounds of pale lean muscle, his skin is nearly as white as his hair, which is quite literally white. Short and almost wooly-like on the sides and down the back, his bangs are a bit longer and create a tuft that reaches the area between his eyes, as well as multiple thick spikes on the top of his head. His eyes are droopy shaped and make him always appear tired, the irises contradicting that with a bright brown, almost reddish color that gives him an intense and scarily alert gaze. His lower lids are always dark, contrasting against his pale skin and adding to his worn/sick appearance.

With a subtle roundness to his cheeks and jaw, but sharp chin it’s hard to tell if you should find him almost adorable or intimidating. Though his thin lips that are also, you guessed it, pale, take away from his softer features. His nose is straight with a thin bridge, and an almost square shaped tip that sits directly in the middle of his face and doesn’t protrude too far out.

He usually wears black long sleeved tight fitting shirts, with a red thick scarf wrapped around his neck, and covering the lower half of his face. Tan baggy cargo pants and black combat boots are almost always covering his legs and feet. His right arm, no matter what he’s wearing, has the sleeve pushed up to the elbow, with a custom made fingerless cooling glove taking its place (grey). A few scares that seem to resemble burn marks peak out from any opening between clothes on his right arm, and a pretty thick line of scarred flesh runs from under his right eye to disappear beneath the scarf.

:: Personality ::
Aloof and almost always speaking in a languid way, he is considered a cold and careless person despite his fiery power. This he can be at times, sure, but there is far more than meets the eye to Weylyn. He cares deeply for nature and animals, and is quite optimistic, choosing to look on the bright side of things no matter how small or insignificant. He finds it makes him feel a bit better about things in any situation, and is a form of his meditation, which he participates in regularly as if it where religion.

The sound of rustling leaves or feathers lulls him the best into the state of mind he seeks out when meditating, and birds are some of his favorite animals, always stopping to admire them. He only ever gets angry or annoyed when people try to control him, or boss him around, as he is a very independent person and considers himself mature enough to know whats best for him. Though he is a bit lazy to get up and actually do anything some of the time.

A small part of his personality that he tries to hide and has trouble keeping controlled is his weakness towards “sexy woman”. He gets easily flustered and embarrassed if a pretty girl is pressed against him. Even if they’re skin is centimeters apart, he’ll freeze up and momentarily loose the ability to speak, his face turning completely red and loosing control of his powers.

:: Power ::
Pyrokinesis -

Burst
Can set his entire body on fire for a short amount of time, uncontrollable and usually brought on by quick spikes in emotion (anger, embarrassment, fear)
This is a quick burst that sizzles out after a couple of minutes.

Explosion
If he uses enough force in a certain limb, hand or foot, when it collides with anything solid it will cause a loud and violent explosion of flames that is pretty powerful and damaging.
The range can be immense but that all depends on the force Weylyn uses. Explosions caused by his feet are almost always more powerful and can reach up to 15 feet in range.

Melt
His right arm creates a particularly hot flame all along his forearm that is hotter than any other flame he can create, it’s so hot it can melt flesh from bone within seconds, and he’s made a custom made glove to stop the flame from harming his own flesh. Though his own fire can’t really harm him enough to kill.

:: Crush ::
None
(Open For Interaction)

:: Companion ::
None

:: Other ::
He has amazing stamina and durability
almost to incredibly inhuman amounts.
Again, lazy, but once he gets going he can
push on and on.

His skin is extremely warm at all times to
the point where he even radiates heat that you
can feel a few feet from him.

He suffers from a very mild narcolepsy due to the
energy needed to use his fire, which causes him to
nearly enter a state of sleep at any given time.

His clothes are for the most part fireproof, but unlike
his glove, if exposed for too long... He has an extra outfit close by.

DRAMA ^^

Arvik

(Image Belongs To Niapherah - Character belongs to me)

:: Nickname ::
Call him what you like

:: Gender ::
Male

:: Age ::
18

:: Sexuality ::
Unsure

:: Appearance ::
A generally short male, with a slime stature; Arvik stands at about 5’7” and weighs around 134 lbs. his hair a bright blond, spiked back and down his head; contrasting to his darker Carmel skin tone. Arvik’s eyes are a even brighter yellow then his hair; and they always seem to be empty void of emotion. Arvik has “young” features, round instead of the more mainly square look.
He wears a light grey baggy hoodie. And dark black cargo pants, that begin baggy and get tighter as they reach his ankles. On his skin, is a lighting flower, caused from the first use of his power; that left a large burn that starts at the bottom of his spine and branches around his stomach and up the side of his neck. These said markings starting thick and thinning as the reach up his body.
Arvik always seems to hold himself heavily, with his arms dangling at his side, and a haunch in his posture.
:: Personality ::
On the surface Arvik comes across as monotone, and emotionless.
He speaks with a flat tone hiding his strong emotions, on the inside arvik is a very emotional person; he can cling to many people. Forming a bond they might not even be aware of. Arvik would be described as “fake”, acting one way and hiding his true self; like a mask that’s stuck to him.
He will become dependent on the people he deems, loyal, trustworthy, and kind. Arvik despises disloyalty, And people who brake his trust; infact this would be the only time his full emotional feelings will fully show. Even though he is closed of and “emotionless” there are times when his true self slips out and his emotions shine through.

:: Power ::
Electricity -

Energize
Using a controlled shock, to himself or another’s chest can give a varying amount of adrenaline to said person.

BlackOut
When Arvik can’t control his emotions, his eyes and arms will spark with lighting, and after a minuet, turning the the power of in the vicinity

Storm
Large violent bolts of lighting will shoot out of the majority of his body. His eyes will spark with small energy sparks similar to BlackOut.

Sparks
His entire body will, be engulfed in lighting and sparks; that can easily send a powerful shock straight to anyone’s heart, if he is touched in this state.

:: Crush ::
None
(Open for interaction)

:: Companion ::
None

:: Other ::
Arvik is very fast, with high stamina but due to this his strength isn’t as high; and if it weren’t for his power he would be extremely weak.

He has slight anxiety, when he forms a bond with someone he will become very scared of losing said person, and become dependent on them for safety, and forms a mild obsession.

If a obsession is formed it may causes delusions such as

Believing one cares for him when infact they harbor opposite emotions, or he can believe someone hates or they are seeking him out to kill him, only for saying a few harsh words.

DRAMA