[B]| [I]NAME:[/I] |[/B] [INDENT]Eric Abernathy[/INDENT] [B]| [I]ALIAS:[/I] |[/B] [INDENT]Microbat;[/INDENT] [B]| [I]ABILITIES/SKILLS/EQUIPMENT:[/I] |[/B] [INDENT]Durability: He has the ability to withstand great brute force and has general resistance to energy attacks once transformed. He could be struck on the chest by a peak human a dozen times without bruising. Bullets most often lodge in his skin unless at point blank range. His wings are a considerable weak point, though they can be restored by a transformation. [B]Echolocation:[/B] He can send out a chirp that bounces off of walls to give him an idea of what is ahead of him. The sounds come back to him phenomenally fast, as they do with real bats. He can use this advantage to create a clear mental image of his surroundings, even in total darkness. [B]Flight:[/B] By flapping his wings, he can take flight, gracefully and briskly escaping any standard pursuers. In flight, he can make sharp turns and fast stops, though none instantaneous. [B]Shriek:[/B] His vocal chords are capable of producing high-frequency tones inaudible to human ears, but capable of destroying glass, or likely finding a frequency that can resonate with materials such as steel or bone. [B]Smell:[/B] He can identify a person's smell, even when its masked, as an individua,l with little that can prevent its accuracy. The most common identifier he uses to trace smells is an individuals blood, when available. [B]Strength:[/B] In order to flap his wing-membrane and keep himself off the ground, his arm muscles are beyond even peak standard human limits. Due to the sharp turns, his abdomen and constantly poised legs are also quite muscular. [B]Transformation:[/B] Selectively, Eric can choose to transform into an Man-Bat hybrid, coated in dark, yet soft and shining brown fur, gaining a paper thin membrane bridging his forearms to his lower ribs, as well as a snout, large ears, red eyes, and, large retractable talons on his feet.[/INDENT] [B]| [I]LIMITATIONS AND WEAKNESSES:[/I] |[/B] [INDENT]His echolocation ability can detect textures and even identify individuals in a crowd, if it is relatively still, however it can be confused by frequent turns, movement, or excessive noise. At this moment, he has only found a frequency that resonates with glass, despite other materials being well within his range. Unfortunately, these continued shrieks quickly tire out his larynx. He only gains super strength, flight, and other physical augmentations when transformed, however his sensory abilities and shrieks are more reliant on his internal organs, so they require no change.[/INDENT] [b]| [i]SAMPLE POST:[/i] |[/b] [INDENT]Dropping like a cannonball into the ocean, Eric fell headfirst above the streets and roadways of Chicago. Throwing his neck up and following through with the rest of his body, he snapped his arms away from his chest and flashed his wingspan like a trenchcoat. It looked like he was cruising through deep space beyond the speed of thought as the inconsistent tones of light groped for the corners of his eyes, streaming away from him only for thousands more to find him. He cancelled his descent and instead went gliding far above the busy streets below. By no means was his glide at a constant elevation, though. He swayed and threw his arms back constantly, raising his shoulders like he was rowing a boat. A screaming infant was whaling, practically baying for help. He too was traveling downward. "Hold on, child--I'm coming," Eric knew that he would only scare the child with his words and appearance, but they still functioned to help overcome his own anxiety at the situation. Locking in on its location, he balled up his fists before finally throwing himself into a position to catch it, with his back facing the cars below and wings spread wide open, he made himself a "catchers' mitt" to the diving baby "ball". Tensing up for a moment, he finally was able to catch it. Wrapped in a small blue blanket, he was as soft as could be, but Eric didn't dare let it impact against his own chest, so he wrapped his arms around it, comforting it with his own heartbeat before gradually spreading one wing. With the other, he slipped the child into his backpack before straightening his stance and facing upward. From there, he made a thousand labor intensive flaps to return the infant to the apartment he'd fallen from.[/INDENT] [b]| [i]NOTES:[/i] |[/b] [indent]-Is inquisitive and adventurous -Is very interested in sciences, particularly his own biology -Created by an Aztec cult -Speaks English and some Spanish -Does not grow in size much when he transforms -Increased muscle mass increases his pain threshhold -Was born in Chicago -Suffers from insomnia[/INDENT]