My submission to this thing.
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[h1] Steven Mercer[/h1]


Basic Traits

 
Quote: "Oh, great. Just f***ing great."

 
Height: 5'8"

 
Age: 27


Appearance: [hider=Picture] [img] http://vignette4.wikia.nocookie.net/uncharted/images/a/a8/DrakeU4RenderAvatar.png/revision/latest?cb=20141018162617 [/img] [/hider]


Ethnicity: American

 
 

Background


History: After Vladimir Putin stopped getting elected and Russia's laws were relaxed, travel became much easier. Many people flocked to Moscow and St. Petersburg to see the various historical locations. One of these such people is Steven. He had always wanted to go to Russia, but the arduous process made things incredibly hard to go, but since the laws are looser, hey, why not go?

 
Rift History: He had just stepped outside the hotel on his way to dinner when the sky lit up. People all around him freaked out and rubbing their eyes. "This must be a hallucination," they thought but not so. The last thing Steven felt was a pleasant heat, like being in a warm bed before passing out and hitting the ground with a whump. When he woke up, he was in a hospital. A doctor came out and told him in very broken English that he was found passed out. He was tested for a concussion and found he was fine, charged a fee, and sent on his way. 

 
War History: When the war broke out, Steven was very fast in signing up for the army. 
 He went through boot camp and got sent to the war front. During the war, he found that if he threw a grenade, his targets always lagged behind a bit and more always got caught in the blast. In one battle, a missile was heading for him and his group. [i] This is it, [/i] he thought. [i] This is where I die.[/i] He threw his arms up in a futile attempt to protect himself and closed his eyes. The explosion came but the blast didn't. He opened his eyes and saw a bubble surrounding him and his squad and a blast very much evident, shown by the black marks coming out from the contact point.

Alliance: After the war, [s](I went back to New York)[/s] he sought out his cousin Nigel in the Stormlands. He found him and set up shop right on the other side of the border in the TemporalZone, content to live out his life. He experimented and figured out how exactly to trigger his powers. 


Abilities


Rift: Russian

 
Abilities: Light shield, Grav-star (creates small gravity well, sucking in everything around it in a 5 ft radius)

 
Side effects: Light shield takes lots of energy to recharge, and he does this by being outside. Even at peak hours, this is a very long process.

 
 
 
Personality:
Sarcastic

 
Mission: Just wants to have a peaceful life

 
Weaknesses: Abilities take a lot of energy


Strengths and Talents: Very good marksman and speaks somewhat Russian

 
Fears: Getting sucked into his own gravity wells, spiders
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