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[hider=Frid Adalwolf]
[u][b]General Bio[/b][/u]
[b]Name:[/b] Frid Adalwolf
[b]Age:[/b] 28
[b]Gender:[/b] Male
[b]Appearance:[/b]
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Usual appearance along with the barely visible(In this image) shaved head.

[u][b]Superpower[/b][/u]
[b]Name of ability:[/b] Cosmic Tethering
[b]Description:[/b] Theories of cosmology have indicated that that objects that have once come in contact with each other will become tethered by a cosmic string. While this is invisible to the naked eye, and practically impossible to prove given current technology, it stands as a basis to Frid's power.

[b]Level one abilities:[/b] He is unable to consciously trigger his ability. It may trigger itself in extreme cases, such as heightened adrenaline, pangs of panic or downright debilitating cases of rage. While this is the least controllable version, it is also one of the most accurate.

[b]Level three abilities:[/b] At this point, through concentration, he becomes able to sense the Tethers and has the capability of consciously pulling on them. One at a time mind you, the universe is not lax enough to give way to someone playing too many of its strings at the same time or in quick succession. Fatigue mental or otherwise will render him unable to consciously pull any object. As the ability is not fully developed he cannot decipher what each Tether binds, but the ones he senses are all more or less helpful in the situation at hand.

[b]Level five abilities:[/b] Frid's ability awakens to it's fullest. He becomes able to see and decipher individual Tethers. This allows him to pull most any item he wants, as long he is capable of holding it up one handed. One could say that his ability resembles that of a "spatial pocket" at this moment.

[b]Weakness/drawback:[/b] Starting level one pulling on the Tethers is like pulling on the fabrics of the universe itself. This action becomes increasingly difficult for objects he does not own. Pulling items that he only had a brief contact would be like reeling in a shark with a river fishing rod. This remains unchanged for all levels of his power. So no going into a bank vault and touching all the gold bricks too pull em home later. (Thou theoretically if he should own a gold brick and build a strong Tether to it, he should be able to recover it after selling it).

Tethers are not eternal, while they will not break for items that he owns(bought or received makes no matter), others disappear as the objects themselves are forgotten. Also as previously stated in case of pulling on a relatively weak Tether it may break, causing a recoil against Frid(Similar to an elastic breaking...poor bloke).

Level Three allows only sensing of potential beneficial Tethers. This does by no means mean that the Tether is strong enough to be pulled. Or that the object is that that he hoped for. Leave it to him to reach for a stun gun but to end flabbergasted as he takes out a blackjack...

[u][b]History[/b][/u]
[b]Bio:[/b] His first experience with free climbing was in his first year of high-school. But should we return to the origins of this hobby we would find a over passionate father that took his son on every hiking path within a couple hundred miles of NYC. At the age of ten Frid was signed up at the local mountain climbing club and soon reached to top of his age limit. But while all this was fun, it felt more like a constriction then the real deal. Thus we return to high school a few years later where a original way to ditch class was created. On that day he brought with him his climbing gloves since his classroom was on the third floor. Slipping out the window he moved across the window sills jumping from one window to another then finally to the drainage pipe. Climbing down was quite fatiguing but not to the point one would fall of, especially one trained in climbing. Everything working perfectly, well almost, since some feet of the ground a shriek broke his concentration and fell of. It seemed that one of the teacher had spotted him and panicking shrieked and caught the attention of the whole school. Harsh punishment awaited him, and he took it head high, he had finally found his way of climbing, "Ropes are for sissies" Became his motto for many years to come.

[b]The day before the bus ride:[/b]
Frid stood in front of an aging mahogany desk. His balding boss was site across with Frid's letter as lecture. The young man had just resigned for one of the craziest reason he had ever seen. To resign because he was refused a prolonged leave of absence, to go rock climbing to boot..."This is crazy!" Said the old man with a tone of irritation. "You're a grown man...you...you mean that you'd rather quit this job." He had started his work just some time ago, well the reason he did start his job on the other hand was to gain the money he needed for this expedition. "To go and loose your self in some mountain range?" the boss continued. Frid had already been listening to this old man's ranting for some minutes now, with his head bowed as if he'd been sorry. But it was time to put an end to this, with a mocking smile on his face he retorted "Yeah, that's right. Who the hell do you think likes to work for you?" He took a deep breath of air just enough to let his boss feel he had a chance to talk again, and continued. "You know what the difference between a mountain and a so called corporate ladder? A mountain always has a crevasse or two to which you can hang on as you climb up. But a company stops having such things after a certain point, you just get stuck in the middle of the mountain with no way to go up or down." With that he turns towards the door and steps out of the office slamming it shut. From inside the chiefs office everyone could hear him screaming that he'd never work in this state ever again. Consequently that suited him just fine as he had no intentions of returning to the States. This was only the first of several fights he'd have today, since he didn't announce anyone of his plans.

Tomorrow he would board a plane headed to Europe, the mountains there are by far more interesting and still unconquered by him. But until that moment he still had to face some people. His family would be rather shocked but wouldn't try to stop him, he is his father's son after all. The real problem would be his girlfriend...well the girl that stuck to him because he was buff and slightly famous in some circles. She always said she loved him, and he would always lie that he loved her too. But it was time to put an end to this. Mind you, he never planned to hurt her, but one could see how superficial her love was, thus he kept her around because she was convenient, no doubt she would find some other schmuck to leech of within a week.

He arrived at home late that evening since he had to pay a visit to all utilities, he had to liquidate all contracts after all. His girlfriend had already gotten home and was taking a shower. Perfect timing...he thought as he started packing. Packing meant usually just his underwear and socks since he kept most his close packed in a backpack at all times. He left out a pair of jeans a t shirt and a jacket to wear tomorrow, but that was about all. He debated for a second weather he should say something to his girlfriend or not, and decided that he'd rather not be there when she'd find out that he left her. As he opened the door to the lobby she got out of the bathroom with just a towel wrapped around her head. "Where on earth are you going with that at this hour?" she asked, as a response he only spat over the shoulder a dry "Goodbye"[/hider]