Post by Malcolm Amilani on Jul 3, 2008 13:13:29 GMT -5
Name: Malcolm Amilani
Nicknames: Brainiac
Code Name: Steel
Age: 13
Gender: Male
Powers/Special Abilities: The ability to produce and manipulate a liquid not known to man, then shape it into various things, mainly weapons like a bow or sword. When hardened, this liquid can become stronger than steel, as well as many other metals, making his weapons near invincible. Their only weakness is Malcolm himself. If he becomes too weary from battle, his powers will automatically fail.
Appearance: Malcolm is just an average kid who has tan skin all down his arms but his legs and face are pale and blank. He is about 5'2" in height and weighs about 88lb. He has sleek, shiny, spiky, white hair and deep brown eyes. His teeth are pearly white but he is missing a few in back that never grew in.
For clothes, he normally wears a dark blue T-shirt, a jacket with lots of pockets(like a fisherman's jacket) that is silver-black, gray sweatpants, and his special, good luck, shark tooth necklace(also his most prized possession because it is his only memory of his father. Nobody knows why a shark's tooth secifically, but it holds some sort of significant meaning to him, and he is quite inseparable with it).
Personality: Normally quite calm, cool, and collected. He can easily hide emotions and take insults easily, after dealing with bullies for most of his childhood. But occasionally, he will release large, explosive amounts of anger, right in your face. These are normally filled with large words. Really, he's just the "Kid Genuis"-type.
Seeing as he was born in this horrible town, his social life is dramatically low in comparison to most people. He can make friends, but only if there are other people around to back him up. If he is pretty much alone, he'd rather sit in the corner and dip into a good book.
He easily hides emotions, staying calm at all times. He gets nevous as does any normal human being, but he keeps it hidden away. With this property, it's no wonder he hasn't got a girlfriend yet. But being at Hogwarts has somewhat opened him up. He may not be much better now than he was, but at least he's got something to look ahead to.
Hobbies: Training; Solving mysteries; Reading; Schoolwork(Hello, he's called Brainiac for a reason); Watching the news on television
Weapons/Equipment/Skills: He can do some hand-to-hand combat, but only the basics. He also has skills with weapons of all kinds, from the sword and bow to rare weapons like claws(Gloves with sharp fingernail-like things sticking out from up front).
History: Depressing background, but all in a slab of stone, the words are true.
Born in the month of March was young Malcolm Arthur Amilani to parents Arthur and Allysa, along with his(at the time) ten-year-old sister, Clarrisa Melody Amilani. But although the seemingly cheerful setting you'd imagine could have been true, it was not.
Malcolm was born in the slums of Philadelphia, Pennsylvania. People here died every day, the whole land for about five acres was in poverty. Malcolm's father could barely afford to keep their family alive. And in fact, the man just ended up dying when Malcolm was three. His sister went into total depression, simply running away at thirteen, and she was never again seen.
Years went by, as Malcolm was mugged nearly each day by bullies. He zoomed through school, though, and was pretty much a straight-A student. But this just made the bullies even rougher on the poor child.
One day, at the age of eleven, two week previous to his birthday, Malcolm went outside, and was chased to the local junkyard by bullies. One pinned him down and was about to strike... When suddenly they screamed, and ran off, a bloody spot in their knee. Malcolm had a sword in hand that'd just appeared from nowhere he grabbwed it, and swung at the other four bullies that were chasing him, until they all ran home.
He ran home to his mother to tell her, and she was completely shocked. She rushed him to bed without a word. She thought all night, could her son be a mutant? People would find out, and shn him from society. She wouldn't allow that.
On the date of Malcolm's birthday, at the end of the day, his mother came home from work all giddy and hyped up. Malcolm asked what was up, and she told him: They were moving to NYC. Or at least to the suburbs outside of the area. She'd raised enough money to get them away from their horrible home of current from her job, after nearly ten years of working. They moved three weeks later, and Malcolm went to school regularly, keeping his straight-A's well.
But one day, he got a full scholarship to "Xavier's School for the Gifted." He was to begin there at the start of his eighth year of school. And he did. It was time for the start...
Role Playing Sample: "Ugh, just another day in town," said Malcolm Carson, the oddest kid you'd find. All he ever did was jog around town, day in and day out. There really wasn't much fun in this place. They could at least set up a garden or a park, somewhere where a kid could jog in peace, or at least breath some fresh air. Here, it was nothing but gross city fumes. It was never worth it, there'd even been reports on the news about three men going to work, and they all fell dead from some gas-hog car that had a clog in the engine. Malcolm remembered the women who made that report at the sight of the death, and the man who did interviews at the funeral. Now, Malcolm feared this happening to himself. He was just on his way to his home at the Apartment Complex, but he was going slowly as he thought about these things. He would be okay, he used his Wind Ball attack to blow the fumes away from his and purify the oxygen that he respirated. But, would he be okay out here? With so many people, he would be very suspicious if he started using his powers now. Malcolm needed a safe route, hopefully he would find one...
X-Men; Brotherhood; Neutral: X-Men
Other None
Nicknames: Brainiac
Code Name: Steel
Age: 13
Gender: Male
Powers/Special Abilities: The ability to produce and manipulate a liquid not known to man, then shape it into various things, mainly weapons like a bow or sword. When hardened, this liquid can become stronger than steel, as well as many other metals, making his weapons near invincible. Their only weakness is Malcolm himself. If he becomes too weary from battle, his powers will automatically fail.
Appearance: Malcolm is just an average kid who has tan skin all down his arms but his legs and face are pale and blank. He is about 5'2" in height and weighs about 88lb. He has sleek, shiny, spiky, white hair and deep brown eyes. His teeth are pearly white but he is missing a few in back that never grew in.
For clothes, he normally wears a dark blue T-shirt, a jacket with lots of pockets(like a fisherman's jacket) that is silver-black, gray sweatpants, and his special, good luck, shark tooth necklace(also his most prized possession because it is his only memory of his father. Nobody knows why a shark's tooth secifically, but it holds some sort of significant meaning to him, and he is quite inseparable with it).
Personality: Normally quite calm, cool, and collected. He can easily hide emotions and take insults easily, after dealing with bullies for most of his childhood. But occasionally, he will release large, explosive amounts of anger, right in your face. These are normally filled with large words. Really, he's just the "Kid Genuis"-type.
Seeing as he was born in this horrible town, his social life is dramatically low in comparison to most people. He can make friends, but only if there are other people around to back him up. If he is pretty much alone, he'd rather sit in the corner and dip into a good book.
He easily hides emotions, staying calm at all times. He gets nevous as does any normal human being, but he keeps it hidden away. With this property, it's no wonder he hasn't got a girlfriend yet. But being at Hogwarts has somewhat opened him up. He may not be much better now than he was, but at least he's got something to look ahead to.
Hobbies: Training; Solving mysteries; Reading; Schoolwork(Hello, he's called Brainiac for a reason); Watching the news on television
Weapons/Equipment/Skills: He can do some hand-to-hand combat, but only the basics. He also has skills with weapons of all kinds, from the sword and bow to rare weapons like claws(Gloves with sharp fingernail-like things sticking out from up front).
History: Depressing background, but all in a slab of stone, the words are true.
Born in the month of March was young Malcolm Arthur Amilani to parents Arthur and Allysa, along with his(at the time) ten-year-old sister, Clarrisa Melody Amilani. But although the seemingly cheerful setting you'd imagine could have been true, it was not.
Malcolm was born in the slums of Philadelphia, Pennsylvania. People here died every day, the whole land for about five acres was in poverty. Malcolm's father could barely afford to keep their family alive. And in fact, the man just ended up dying when Malcolm was three. His sister went into total depression, simply running away at thirteen, and she was never again seen.
Years went by, as Malcolm was mugged nearly each day by bullies. He zoomed through school, though, and was pretty much a straight-A student. But this just made the bullies even rougher on the poor child.
One day, at the age of eleven, two week previous to his birthday, Malcolm went outside, and was chased to the local junkyard by bullies. One pinned him down and was about to strike... When suddenly they screamed, and ran off, a bloody spot in their knee. Malcolm had a sword in hand that'd just appeared from nowhere he grabbwed it, and swung at the other four bullies that were chasing him, until they all ran home.
He ran home to his mother to tell her, and she was completely shocked. She rushed him to bed without a word. She thought all night, could her son be a mutant? People would find out, and shn him from society. She wouldn't allow that.
On the date of Malcolm's birthday, at the end of the day, his mother came home from work all giddy and hyped up. Malcolm asked what was up, and she told him: They were moving to NYC. Or at least to the suburbs outside of the area. She'd raised enough money to get them away from their horrible home of current from her job, after nearly ten years of working. They moved three weeks later, and Malcolm went to school regularly, keeping his straight-A's well.
But one day, he got a full scholarship to "Xavier's School for the Gifted." He was to begin there at the start of his eighth year of school. And he did. It was time for the start...
Role Playing Sample: "Ugh, just another day in town," said Malcolm Carson, the oddest kid you'd find. All he ever did was jog around town, day in and day out. There really wasn't much fun in this place. They could at least set up a garden or a park, somewhere where a kid could jog in peace, or at least breath some fresh air. Here, it was nothing but gross city fumes. It was never worth it, there'd even been reports on the news about three men going to work, and they all fell dead from some gas-hog car that had a clog in the engine. Malcolm remembered the women who made that report at the sight of the death, and the man who did interviews at the funeral. Now, Malcolm feared this happening to himself. He was just on his way to his home at the Apartment Complex, but he was going slowly as he thought about these things. He would be okay, he used his Wind Ball attack to blow the fumes away from his and purify the oxygen that he respirated. But, would he be okay out here? With so many people, he would be very suspicious if he started using his powers now. Malcolm needed a safe route, hopefully he would find one...
X-Men; Brotherhood; Neutral: X-Men
Other None
