[b]Name:[/b] Thomas Wick
[b]Alias(s):[/b] N/A
[b]Age:[/b] 19
[b]Affiliations:[/b] Mercenary
[b]Factions:[/b] Underground Movement

[b]Description:[/b] 

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Tom Wick prefers a suit to more casual outfits. He likes to appear imposing and important, like someone who could cause some damage. The suit isn't specially fitted to his requirements, however, and if he's not concentrating, trying to filter his smoke, he can often end up burning it to ashes. His eyes are usually cold and uninterested, unless something can pique it. His eyes would light up like embers if that were to happen.

[b]Powers:[/b] Thomas Wick can manipulate smoke to his will. The power, while at first, sounds weak, his smoke is heavier. He mixes the gas with ashes and embers, adding a hint of fire to it. The smoke can be derived from his own body, generating it from his pores, usually accompanied by a burning sensation in his skin, and the feeling of his energy draining. However, despite his apparent ability to create smoke, his lungs simply haven't adapted to the smoke powers, and he's forced to constantly wear a gas mask, to ensure he doesn't accidentally inhale his own smoke.

The ability to manipulate and control smog is a powerful ability, surprisingly. It serves it's purpose in combat excellently. The smoke can serve as both hinder and hurt the target. The smoke, once enough is inhaled, can kill a civilian or badly pain a Meta's lungs. The embers and ashes add an extra, powerful burst in punch power. They let him sear and push opponents when he shoots at them with it. He can even boost the power of his own punches and kicks with the fiery smog. To add to it, the teenager can create powerful, smoky tendrils, similar to tentacles. 

The cloudy smoke tendrils can whip at enemies, and while wispy and easily broken, can severely hinder target's line of sight. Not only that, but his feet can let out a jet of powerful, fiery smoke, thrusting him forward. It lets him, in a sense, fly. He has little control over it, however, and mainly just uses it to thrust himself forward, making it over rooftop gaps or ditches. If the need arises, he can also simply begin rapidly pumping smoke out of his body, usually resulting in a massive, heavy cloud of smoke, choking most humans within a certain radius, permanently damaging and sometimes choking Metas. However, he rarely uses it, considering it can start to overload his own gas mask, and knocking him out from the fatigue. Doing something like that would be suicide.

His powers don't end at simply bending smoke, however. The boy's own body is oddly composited. He seems to switch in and out of solid and gaseous form, usually to his will. If he wishes it, his body can become smokey and wispy. Tom's appearance in this ashy form appears as a dark, smoke silhouette, flickering with embers and appearing to glow. If he's gaseous, attempting to touch him simply results in his silhouette flickering and distorting. In his smokey, ashy form, he can float through thin slits and small holes, but he can't manipulate smoke or fight. He can crudely fly while smokey. The form usually tires him, requiring him to hold together his silhouette, draining his energy.

Thomas' reaction to smoke is debatable. His weak lungs can't stand up to the powerful, ashy substance, yet his eyes and skin can hold well against the smoke, appearing to simply slide it off. While he's not completely sure of how of why, he thinks it may be because his lungs haven't gotten much exposure to the smoke in comparison to his outer body, which gets a regular dosage of smoke each day, growing immune to it. If his gas mask were to ever get broken, he'd quickly choke to death on his smoke.

The boy mainly keeps to the shadows in terms of power management. He doesn't go strutting down the city, burning down buildings and choking out civilians while dodging the military. He keeps a generally low profile, but keeps his gas mask on at all times. Occasionally, even without prompt, his body will generate smoke, and that would result in a long, untimely, painful death, assuming he weren't wearing it. If his gas mask were to get broken or knocked off, he'd be guaranteed a loss. He would never risk death by using his powers.

[b]Skills:[/b] Thomas Wick has a wide array of skills, mainly specializing in the shady side of society. His skill range includes rudimentary bomb manufacturing, drug manufacturing, and lock picking, amongst other potent abilities. A multitude of these skills were accumulated from both experience and literature, heavily deriving most of his skills from an original copy of The Anarchist's Cookbook, an important source of knowledge. If you left him alone with a canister of gasoline and a slab of styrofoam, he'd develop napalm.

The boy's combat skills aren't much to experience. The teenager knows very little about battle, and heavily relies on his powers within a fight, giving him an edge over an opponent. If one were to strip away his powers, Tom would hardly be able to fend off a ten year old. His reflexes are quick, but his jabs and punches are pathetically lacking. In a fight, he tends to use his smoke as both a method of attack and escape plan. While his opponents are desperately looking for him through the smoke, he changes form and slips away.

[b]Equipment:[/b] Tom tends to keep little on him, with little space to place it. 
He keeps a a cellphone on him, a small canister of gasoline, and a lighter. On various occasions, he'll pocket tubed chemicals, in case the need for a bomb arises.

[b]Ranking:[/b] C

[b]Brief History:[/b] Thomas Wick was quickly finding life to be unfulfilling. He found it boring and droll, with little fun to be found. It was difficult as a 14 year old living in the inner city. Especially having smoke powers, and posing a constant threat to accidentally suck all the clean oxygen out of his parents. His life was mostly locked in his room, with a sealed door, wide, open windows, and a lack of a smoke detector. It was dull.

The only thing that stood out in his life was his older sister, Alice. She actually showed him kindness and empathy. She actually tried to teach him, where his parents were too scared to send him to school. He loved her company, and was like a parent to him. However, even she couldn't stave off his desire to look for something else in life.

He spent most of his days drawing pictures and reading an old, beaten copy of The Anarchist's Cookbook, left to rot. It wasn't long before he began to feel rebellious and angry. He wanted to live out a real life! With powers! He quickly abandoned his family, leaving with a book and ten dollars. He didn't care much for his parents, but he hoped his sister wouldn't mind. Tom quickly began to start a small reputation in the under world, using his extensive criminal knowledge, and earning money.