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Name: Paul Pierce

Age: 19

Gender: Male

Appearance:

Element: Shadow

Powers: Paul's powers stems more from the 'lethal' side of the spectrum. He can manipulate it from pure nothingness, forming razor-sharp, extremely lethal darkness to coat his arms, body, and even make it from the air. It allows him to shape it as he pleases, making razor-sharp swords over his own arms, powerful, large fists, and even blasting steel-like Darkness Tendrils from his body to pierce the target. The darkness is incredibly durable, dense, and light.

Personality: "Yeah...well...you're inbred. Hah."

Paul has a bit of emotional baggage locked away deep inside of him, mostly due to the things he has gone through in his life. Despite this, he keeps it to himself, managing to maintain his casual, laidback personality even with series of thoughts constantly overriding themselves in his mind and soul. When he was younger, Paul was a loud, antsy boy who always wanted to be the center of attention. Annoying - Hell, obnoxious even. He was disliked...a lot in middle-school, even though all he wanted was the attention he believed that he deserved. It all changed, of course, when he went to high school and realized that being an annoying idiot would get him no friends, and only hatred, dislike, and bullies. He changed for the better, becoming a generally more serious and liked guy because of it.

Paulsen is calm, laidback, and focused, with an over-casing of serious to seal the deal. He's generally quiet unless he feels the need to speak, or if he's spoken to, and even then he formulates words easily, with the same casual tone he keeps with everything. He isn't one to throw his problems or questions onto other people, but if someone wants to confess something to him, be it personal or a general question, he listens with honest ears, and in return, would give you an honest answer.

Honesty and bluntness is another thing. Paul won't lie unless he dislikes you, or doesn't trust you at all. Whenever asked something by people he's completely neutral to, or people he actually likes, Paul responds with the calm bluntness of a rampaging rhino. Whether or not it hurts your feelings, Paul speaks the truth, mostly to help the person asking the questions rather than hurting their feelings and causing drama, another thing that Paul hates with a passion.

Drama is something Paul dislikes, and it's very easy to realize why. Drama creates problems, and unneeded problems are annoying and complicated. While Paul enjoys puzzles or word-games, he attempts to cut the line whenever it crosses to personal and unrelated emotion shit. Some people may think that, since Paul is such a smooth-mouthed male with a sarcastic wit of a silver blade, it would be stupid for him to hate drama. Sure, Paul may enjoy minor quips and jokes, some in which may be offensive to certain people, especially with the language, but he smoothly lays off when he could see the victim getting really, really upset. Unless they're someone he dislikes. Then he makes them suffer.

In general, Paul is a laidback, 'chilled' teenager with a love for power and videogames.

History: "It all started with...the boisterous screams of a traitorous woman. Oh, former-mom. You crazy lady, you."

From what he remembered, which was a lot considering his photographic memory, Paulsen was originally named 'Keenani', born to a lower-classed family back in Miami. His mother was a single parent, and a really, really bad mother. The lady had no job, if being a drug addict counter, and she was a super-alcoholic. Like, super. She would even go as far as to temporarily sell off her cheap, worn-down car for booze money.

But, carrying on,

It was obvious that the Lady, who shall go unnamed, didn't want her child. In fact, she was only impregnated with the annoying 'pest' because she had gotten drunk off her ass at some party, and had taken like ten men to bed that night. There was no way for her to buy diapers, bottles, milk, or even baby food. There were only two options for her at that time. Kill the baby, which would have just been terrible, or put it up for adoption. The second option was free, and wouldn't scar her for life, so with the baby wrapped in a torn, moth-infested sheet, the Lady took herself up to the adoption agency, drunk off her ass, and commanded for the secretary to put the baby 'back where it should have been'.

Long story short, she was arrested not even an hour later due to drunk driving, child neglect, and drug use. Keenani was, even with all of the uncaring love he had been given, still a cute baby boy, and was shortly put up for adoption minutes later after his mother was taken out of the agency, kicking and screaming, by burly police officers. There, in the adoption agency, he was clothed, properly fed, and taken to an orphanage to await any adoptionees.

The orphanage wasn't anything one would expect. At his first visit there, Keenani, now renamed Paulsen after various law-breaking statements written by the secretary, was rather amazed, even for someone as young as two years old. It was a bright place, with kids of all sizes and colors running around. He melded into the usual crowd, keeping to his room, and generally being inconspicuous.

It was when he turned 10 that he was finally adopted. He was happy to be accepted, finally. He grew up an extremely smart boy, though he changed in middle-school due to hormones, and matured once more when he made it to high-school, or 8th grade in his case. During his time there, he learned to love his family immensel. Life was great.

That's when he heard a knock on his door.

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Familiar species: Wyvern

Powers of familiar: Bane has the ability to fly, relatively well, and in his baby form, he also has the ability to blast black, burning shadow flames from his mouth and body. 

Other: None.