Name: Nick Rousseau

Age: 26

Element: Metal

Feel for element: Nick loves his element. He's been a city rat his whole life, so he's more than comfortable with environments of metal. On a philosophical note, he sees Metal as the element of humanity - the thing that made people special, gave them their power, let them carve out their place in the world. 

Appearance: Nick is a short, lanky guy, standing at around 5'7" and weighing about one hundred thirty pounds. His skin is fairly pale, and he had light brown hair that he tends to keep pretty short. His chin is host to a modest amount of stubble. He's quite muscular, thanks to his rather athletic choice of hobbies, but in more of a 'lean and strong' way than 'roidzilla'. 

Personality: Nick is indomitable, willful, and thoughtful. There is very little he'll stop at to achieve his goals, and, like his element, he can be unyielding both in conflict and in debate. He tends to think a lot about the moral and philosophical ramifications of... just about everything, really. The discovery of his powers and his reasoning for them have given him a mild savior complex. He also has a light disdain for the other elements; his belief that Metal is the element given to humanity has led him to feel that he, and by extension humanity, has an adversarial relationship with what he considers to be the more 'Natural' elements. All this being said, he is also compassionate, loyal, and loves freedom more than anything else - you just need to catch him at a good moment.

History: Nick was born in the downtown area of the city. From a young age, he learned all about the city - how it lived and breathed, every corner and side street and hidden shortcut. He took up freerunning as a hobby when he was a teenager, and several broken bones later, he became pretty good at it.

He received a decent public education, though due to family illnesses, he opted to join the workforce rather than attend university. He's lived his whole life in the city he fell in love with; even after the passing of his parents five years ago, he still remains. Now, he considers himself a Renaissance man, painting, writing, and running by night - though, in actuality, it's his dayjob as a taxi driver that keeps the lights on.

His powers developed around a year ago, and after a tempestuous few months of learning to control them, he's got a pretty decent handle on what he's capable of. Moreover, he's painfully aware of the tyranny of the Vygorns, the yoke that he and his people have lived under for twenty years. He sees his powers as a gift, granted to him to set humanity free. Lately, his nightly activities have taken on a distincly anarchist tone, though without allies, he's been hesitant to really launch a campaign against the system.

I pondered for a while on how I wanted to play Metal, and I like what I came up with! Thoughts?