[hider=WIP] [b]W.I.P[/b]

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Full name: Symon Willis

Alias/Codename: Switch, The 'Stark Crusader', and formerly 'Perish' of the freelance hero group 'The Underdogs'.

Age: 20

Country of origin: Australia, Perth.

Basic appearance: Sy comes in at 6'2, with a hefty bulk to match his height, he's always been somewhat of a well built lad with a cautious approach to his own strength and size in comparison to others. Having helped out on the farm regularly with it's various labors, he has come to have quite a defined amount of muscle about him, something he kept up with regular exercise upon moving to the city in his mid teens. His hair is a dirty blonde mess, swept to the side of his head to keep it from his face, which some have said may as well of been carved from stone with it's stern features. His eyes are a cool, grayish blue, once pensive in appearance, they've grown to become a little more cold and harsh.

Costume: This is all worn above the skin tight clothing in the picture.

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A light weight, modified sports armour, carried across from his early vigilante beginnings. It's capable of softening blows, deflecting knife attacks with minimal hinderance to it's wearer, however, a bullet will punch through it like paper. [/hider]

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Apart of the same set as the top. [/hider]

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Because he's a bit of an aesthetics whore. [/hider]
Skills: 
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[*] He can take a hit. Having been in a fair few desperate struggles, he's learned how to fight on through the pain and fatigue.
[*] Cooking, because his mother wasn't going to have some good for nothing son that didn't possess one of life's most basic skills, funnily enough, he became quite adept at it.
[*] Hand to hand combat, you don't just go around the streets talking criminals out of what they're doing.
[*] Experienced with Teamwork and leadership, having fluctuated between the role of supporter and commander with his previous group.
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Powers:

 [b]Teleportation: [/b]the ability to traverse a distance instantaneously without the need to move, a mere extension of his will allows him to seemingly disappear from his place of origin, only to re-appear at a point of his choosing. This only wears him out a little bit, but over use or over exertion can result in severe fatigue or even permanent harm. However Sy has yet to fully develop his conscious spatial awareness, forcing him to only being able to teleport where he can see, so as to avoid potential telefrag.

[b]Matter teleportation:[/b] The weakest point of his repertoire, although capable of teleporting objects and other people he comes in contact with, it is something that requires intense concentration and time for him, rendering it almost useless in reactive combat scenarios. He's even had trouble teleporting with his own clothes when a fight gets overwhelming, a trait that earned him the alias of the 'Stark Crusader'.

[hider=Brief bio:] Symon grew up having a relatively normal life, although rural schooling was a pain in the ass, filled with happy enough memories of his family and childhood friends. His powers developed early on in his life when he was just 9 years of age, he was chasing a friend of his and ended up displacing himself a couple of feet whilst in full sprint, ultimately resulting in him taking a tumble as the terrain changed with his next step. This was an event that thrilled him but gave him a healthy respect for his ability early on. Although he pursued the inner workings of his abilities in the months to follow, he always remained cautious of displaying his power, for fear of being ostracized by his family and peers. In reality he used them very little whilst he lived out on the farm.

Eventually the years rolled by, his parents sadly divorced and he chose to live with his mother in the city, although the decision was an agonizing one and remains a subject of his guilt til this day. It was at high school in Perth that he became more closely entwined with his abilities, studying the more complex issues that his kind faced in the day to day world, whilst all the while becoming more open to the use of his power. Soon, much like many before him, he felt a calling of responsibility, a need to do what had to be done with his gifts for the good of the people. Garbed in dark clothing, he took to the streets. His first few nights being uneventful, spent shivering in the cold, propped up on some vista as he looked around for some time, eventually growing bored and restless before blinking away to a new vantage. He was mulling over his night time activities whilst on watch one night, the lack of sleep was starting to effect his life and even wear him down during these vigils. He had been contemplating returning home early to get a decent rest when shouts broke out in a nearby alley. His heart began thumping wildly as he turned an ear toward the source, straining to hear further confirmation of this latest development, further shouts and grunts led him to believe someone was being assaulted. Blinking around the corner he came upon the scene of three men, all seemingly quite drunk, two were brawling while another shouted insults from the sideline, waving his bottle at the two fighters.
Well, it wasn't quite the big crime he was hoping for to get himself known, but at least he could possibly do some good here. Blinking beside the man watching the affair, he strode forward, shouting at the two blokes to break it up before he got involved. Unfortunately he didn't expect the bottle to the back of the head from the recently startled bystander. Pain and dizziness overthrew his world as he stumbled forward into the pavement, quickly passing out.[/hider]

 

(For official use only)
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