[@HushedWhispers] I'M DONEEE. And no i did not totally steal his power from Piper in Charmed...[sub]you cant prove anything[/sub]

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[color=8CF07C][b]| [u]Name[/u] |[/b][/color]
[indent]Emmanuel Adam Wilson.[/indent]

[color=8CF07C][b]| [u]Nickname[/u] |[/b][/color]
[indent]Everybody calls him Happy, and he prefers it that way.[/indent]

[color=8CF07C][b]| [u]Date Of Birth[/u] |[/b][/color]
[indent]April 1, 1998. April Fool's Day! [sub]How fitting.[/sub][/indent]

[color=8CF07C][b]| [u]Age[/u] |[/b][/color]
[indent]Nineteen.[/indent]

[color=8CF07C][b]| [u]Sexuality[/u] |[/b][/color]
[indent]Demiromantic-Pansexual.[/indent]

[color=8CF07C][b]| [u]Relationship Status[/u] |[/b][/color]
[indent]Single, pringle, jingle, dingle...polylingual.[/indent]

[color=8CF07C][b]| [u]Occupation[/u] |[/b][/color]
[indent]College student majoring in chemistry. Also works at a restaurant called Biggy's with a perpetually angry owner.[/indent]

[color=8CF07C][b]| [u]In Depth Appearance[/u] |[/b][/color]
[indent]Happy has that boy next door charm that makes it easy for him to make friends. His wide, dipped nose and thin lips are nothing extraordinary – but that’s the appeal of him. He seems so ordinary in appearance, but there’s something about him that makes him stand out. Happy is, simply put, approachable. Being a skinny kid with freckles and beauty marks makes him even more likeable – it’s the universal, albeit stereotypical, sign that he’s a charming young man. His eyes are his more attractive features. Not really in size or shape, but in the dark distinctive eyelashes that curl around his eyelids and the dark brown eyes that always seem misty with amusement. Happy’s lopsided smile isn’t too bad, either.

When it comes to his personal appearance, Happy is a nonchalant dude. He likes to wear hoodies and jeans with some sweet light up sneakers. Yes, he has light up sneakers. Happy started wearing the sneakers as a joke, but he’s come to love his beautiful Lola and Rocky (he even named them). Happy has a multitude of scars on his knees from various hijinks from childhood. On his right forearm, he has three scratch marks slashing inwards from when a bunny jumped out of his arms and caught him with its back paws. Happy has a tiny burn scar on the back of his left hand, in the shape of a circle. As of now, he has no tattoos…but he plans to change that sooner or later.
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[color=8CF07C][b]| [u]Quirks & Habits[/u] |[/b][/color]
[indent][list][*] Always knows which direction he is walking in.
[*] Ambidextrous.
[*] Tends to fiddle with everything around him.[/list][/indent]

[color=8CF07C][b]| [u]Hobbies[/u] |[/b][/color]
[indent][list][*] Chemistry, all things chemistry.
[*] Origami.
[*] Juggling.
[*] Collecting elements.[/list][/indent]

[color=8CF07C][b]| [u]Likes[/u] |[/b][/color]
[indent][list][*] Strawberry milk.
[*] Ice cream.
[*] Pranks.
[*] Puns.
[*] Parody movies.
[*] Satire.
[*] Oscar Wilde.[/list][/indent]

[color=8CF07C][b]| [u]Dislikes[/u] |[/b][/color]
[indent][list][*] Coffee.
[*] Spicy food.
[*] Sad movies.
[*] Smoking.
[*] People with no sense of humor.[/list][/indent]

[color=8CF07C][b]| [u]Fears[/u] |[/b][/color]
[indent][list][*] Abandonment.
[*] The roots of plants. [sub]They look like scary ass tentacles![/sub]
[*] Octopuses and squid.[/list][/indent]

[color=8CF07C][b]| [u]Personality[/u] |[/b][/color]
[indent]Happy is a happy guy, hence the nickname. A nickname earned when he was a kid, because no matter what happened, he always seemed to have a chipper mood. Happy’s the martyr type who would throw himself under a bus for someone else and take blame for something he didn’t do. The people he sacrificed for would often fret over him and worry, so Happy became Happy. He shoved everything deep down until he was emotionally constipated for life. It was an act at first, but now it’s simply who he is. He enjoys living life and being a ray of sunshine for others.

Don’t get him wrong, though. He’s not overly peppy or energetic. Instead, Happy is a cheeky guy who prefers to make others pleased with strong sarcasm and aggravating pranks. Growing up, Happy was the class clown and the friend who talked everyone straight into trouble – like that one time he convinced his friends to break into a building to go ghost hunting. He can be persuasive and likes to talk his way out of things with a certain amount of wit. Also, puns. Lots of puns. Too many puns.

Everyone has their demons, though. Happy is not alone, but he feels lonely. Though he’s sure there are many people who can understand how he feels, Happy has a hard time reaching out to them or anybody for that matter. He doesn’t want to come off as vulnerable or needy, afraid that he’d be abandoned by his friends and family.[/indent]

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[color=8CF07C][b]| [u]Abilities[/u] |[/b][/color]
[indent]Happy has the power of leptokinesis, also known as molecular manipulation. Through manipulating the speed of molecules, Happy can light a person or thing on fire or melt them. If he moves the molecules fast enough, he can cause combustion. By decelerating molecules, Happy can make them move in slow motion or completely freeze.[/indent]

[color=8CF07C][b]| [u]Limitations[/u] |[/b][/color]
[indent]Happy cannot create molecules and neither he can control the molecules of someone in control of their own molecules. Happy needs to be able to concentrate and focus on a person, so it is very hard for him to hit someone when they are moving. Happy can only manipulate the molecules of molecular make-up he already knows or learns. Meaning, if someone or something were to have a different make up of molecules, Happy would have to experiment with controlling it before he would actually be able to control it.[/indent]

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[color=8CF07C][b]| [u]Place Of Origin[/u] |[/b][/color]
[indent]Pensacola, FL.[/indent]

[color=8CF07C][b]| [u]Background[/u] |[/b][/color]
[indent]Happy was born in a trap house with a druggie mother and a missing father. He lived in squalor and cockroaches until he was four, when he was seized by the state and placed into foster care. Happy hasn’t seen his mother since, but he doesn’t particularly care to see her. Though, he still has issues with her and his father leaving him which culminates in his fear of abandonment. As if his parents giving him up weren’t enough, Happy bounced from foster home to foster home with many families giving him up, saying he was a “nuisance” and a hassle. 

When Happy was ten years old, he entered the house of Donald Kelly. He was a nice seeming man with a respectable job and a pretty wife, but he had a temper. It wasn’t as if he was a wife beater or an abusive man, but he tended to yell at his foster children often. Happy was the oldest of them and that came with an odd sense of responsibility. Most of the times, Happy would take the blame for whenever the young ones broke something or were too loud. Other times, when he couldn’t, he would stand up for the kids. Happy and Mr. Kelly got into arguments a lot, and very loud, where the cops were even called on them. One day, Mr. Kelly seemed to snap and he grabbed Happy’s hand and dug his cigarette butt into it until it left a burn mark. Happy gleefully told the social care worker the next day and the foster children were removed.

It wasn’t until Happy was sixteen that he found a permanent home in the Wilson household. They were wealthy folk from New York. They lived in Syracuse for half a year before they were relocated due to Mr. Wilson’s job, moving to Brighton. Happy enjoyed Brighton with his new family, and they tended to dote on him as well. They gave him anything he asked for, so Happy made a point not to ask for much.

Happy lived there happily (no? too cheesy?). He even attended Brighton University to get his bachelor’s in chemistry.

Of course, then the whole superpower thing happened. After the storm, Happy can’t remember feeling any sickness or illness. But he felt restless, like a billion beads were moving under his skin. It drove him near crazy. His arms and legs were red with small, thin cuts from where Happy scratched desperately at his skin, attempting to get the feeling to stop. He even went to the doctor, but they told him he was just imagining it. Eventually, it stopped, and Happy continued on as if nothing happened.
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