I guess it wasn't a mistake after all :cool :brow

[Hider=Ruben ”Legs” Perrot][center]
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[B]Name[/b] : 
Ruben Perrot

[B]Nicknames/Aliases[/b] : 
His brother gave him the nickname “Legs”, which caught on rather quickly and he is now more commonly referred to than his actual name.

[B]X-Men Code Name[/b] : 
N/A

[B]Gender[/b] : 
Male ♂

[B]Age[/b]: 
24

[b]Sexuality:[/b]
Heterosexual and biromantic

[B]Physical Description[/b]: 
Ruben is a handsome man, with messy chocolate curls and warm, dark green eyes and sun-kissed skin stretched over lean muscle. His face is a mesh of boyishly cute and manly handsome that causes him to have a sort of eternal teenager look.

[i]Height:[/i]
5'4” or 162cm

[i]Weight:[/i]
150lbs or 68kg

[i]Body Type:[/i]
Although relatively short, Ruben's figure is quite lean and even comes off a bit lanky when seen next to his brother.

[i]Distinguishing Marks:[/i]
Ruben lost his left leg and has a [url=http://www.tuvie.com/wp-content/uploads/c-leg.jpg]prosthetic leg[/url] as a result thereof. He has some seriously hideous burn scars on his left hand, which he usually hides by wearing a glove. He has several other scars all over his body, but none that really stand out.

[i]Clothing Style:[/i]
Ruben prefers a very casual style of clothing, favoring tank tops, tees and the occasional sweater along with sweats, jeans and the occasional slacks. All of his pants have had the left leg removed and zippered back on for easy access to his prosthetic leg.


[B]Mutations[/b]:
Kinetic Force; Shock-waves
Ruben is able to deliver impact of concussive force, whether directly or remotely, which can knock the target back and cause internal and external damage. He can achieve this either by direct physical force or through a pulse of energy.
If the impact is delivered through physical force, such as a punch or a kick, the shockwave will reverberate through the struck target and may cause some serious internal damage. If the impact is delivered from a distance, the shockwave will feel much like being hit by an invisible ball or wall, depending on the distance, and will mainly cause external damage. The greater the distance, the wider is the area of effect, but the force is also weaker.
Ruben's power is heavily impacted by his emotions; especially the distress he experiences from physical harm. Essentially, the more pain he is in, the stronger his powers get. Other, regular, emotions merely trigger the physical reaction that causes the kinetic energy to build in his body.


[B]Personality[/b]:
Ruben is a soft spoken, very accepting person and sort of a pushover. Through his entire life, he has always had someone that was dominant, confident and sometimes downright forceful at his side that made it hard or him to do his own thing. He goes with the flow and does not get upset when he does not get his way. In fact, making him upset is quite hard to do as he is used to being mocked on a near-daily basis, even if it was not meant as harshly as it sounded.
Despite being a friendly person, Ruben rarely, if ever, makes friends. He has a lot of acquaintances, but it takes extraordinary measures for someone to reach “friend” status in his mind. He has very little people that he actually cares for and even those are replaceable to him.
When Ruben is happy, he likes to joke around and work with his hands, whether it be messing with his leg or some other type of machinery or by sketching or painting. He generally prefers to be in company of as many people as possible.
On the rare occasion that Ruben actually does get angry, he just punches things. There is no need for yelling, arguing or name-calling; he will go straight from calm and collected to sending people flying through walls.
On the even rarer occasion that he gets sad, Ruben isolates himself from absolutely everyone and nurses the feeling with terrible childhood memories, sad thoughts of the life he thought he would have and sketching or painting sad things. It is not his purpose to stay sad, he just naturally does.

[b]Skills:[/b]
Ruben is a skilled artist. He is almost always carrying around a sketchbook and has a pencil stuck behind his ear and draws on a daily basis. He paints as well, though he is not quite as good with a brush as he is with a pen.

[B]Background[/b]:
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Jacques and Ruben were born in the early fall, when the leaves were just beginning to change color. They were born into an idyllic little family, with a loving mother, a hard-working father and an older sister that acted as their guide in the ways of the world. They had all the toys they could ever want, a large yard to play in and nothing stood in their way of what they could do but their own imaginations.

Being twins, Jacques and Ruben were closer knit than most siblings. They did everything together right from the moment they were born. Even the first day of their life, Jacques curled around his brother for warmth in the crib and Ruben held him like something that needed to be protected.
No one said a thing about Jacques slit pupils or the odd shapes of the marks on his back, because nothing needed to be said. It was clear what he was.
The fact that Jacques' mutation was so obvious, made his parents keep a closer eye on him than they did on Ruben. And with good reason, too. About the time Ruben even learned how to hold his head properly, Jacques was already snailing around on his belly and by the time Ruben started getting into crawling positions, Jacques was already climbing up trees. However, by the time Ruben learned how to walk, Jacques was still crawling and showed no interest in standing. He did not walk until he was nearly three years old.
But still, every night, Jacques would curl up next to his brother and Ruben would wrap him up like something precious that needed protection.

By the time the boys were ready to start school, Jacques had already begun transforming. He could become a pig, a cow and a chicken. As soon as his parents had realized what it was that made him able to change, they stopped letting him try new foods and thanked all sorts of deities that had not yet served him anything exotic.
School was tough. Jacques had a hard time concentrating about all the new things he needed to learn. He longed to be outside; running around and – doing [i]something[/i]. He was not quite sure what it was he felt he needed to do, but sitting still and listening to a teacher drawl on about math was not it.
Two years later, he was expelled for attacking another student and his parents thought it best to home school him, where he could get the perfect mix of work and play that he needed.

As Jacques' control of his powers grew greater, his relationship with his brother grew weaker. Every day they spent apart, with Ruben going to school and getting smart and Jacques staying home and running wild, they drifted further apart. Within a year, sleeping was all they did together. Jacques would curl up next to his brother and Ruben would loosely drape an arm over him, like something he was allowing out of habit.

When the boys turned eight, Jacques' animalistic tendencies had grown so strong that their father felt he needed something more. That was the first time he took Jacques hunting. It was great. Jacques learned to concentrate, focus and wait. His patience improved greatly and his need to be outside and run wild was sated for longer periods. His instincts to hunt, maim and kill whatever seemed like suitable prey almost vanished and he did not wrestle his brother against his will quite as much.
While Jacques and their father was out hunting, Ruben was left alone with their mother, who took it upon herself to try and fill that emptiness she saw in her son's eyes and taught him how to draw and paint. It quickly became their thing and they did it every weekend while Jacques and their father was away.
The brothers got a bit tighter again. The divide Jacques' power had created started to crumble away and before another year had passed, Ruben again held his brother like something precious to be protected.

Life went on and Jacques even got well enough to go back to school during the week and spend the weekends hunting with his father. Ruben helped he as much as he could in understanding all he school stuff he had gotten behind on and the boys grew as close as they had ever been. Even on the weekends, Jacques asked his father that they return home at night, despite the fact that it would be much easier to camp out, in order to spend the night curled up at his brother's side.

A couple of years later, just before the boys turned eleven, their parents got divorced. The strain that keeping Jacques in line put on their father and the worry that Ruben's hollowness instilled in their mother grated on their relationship and eventually tore them apart. Despite the fact that the twins were technically the reason behind their divorce, the parents assured them that they were not at fault.
There was a lot of negotiation on where the children would live. The oldest was old enough to pick herself that she wanted to live with her mother, but the boys each wanted to live with the pother parent; Jacques wanted to keep hunting with his father while Ruben wanted to keep drawing with his mother, but they did not want to be separated. Eventually, it was decided that it was more important that Jacques stayed with their father than that Ruben could draw with his mother.

That was when they moved away from their home, their country and everything they knew. Aside from their own belongings and their father's clothes, everything they got was new. The boys got separate rooms for the first time of their lives, but Jacques made short progress of moving his bed into Ruben's room, which greatly annoyed their father, but a low growl torn from his son's throat made him rethink his idea of moving it back.
With their mother no longer around to watch and entertain Ruben while Jacques and their father went hunting, they now had to find an activity for the quiet boy to enjoy and the idea came to their father as soon as he found Ruben dismantling a radio car in order to see what was going on inside of it.
During the week, the boys went to school, did their homework and played like regular children. Jacques was never exposed as a super to the school, instead having his peers think he was merely weird and he saw no reason to change that. Every other weekend, they went hunting and while Jacques and their father murdered innocent animals, Ruben sat and drew. The other half of the weekends, they worked on cars they bought from the junkyards, got driving ready again and sold. Jacques got a guitar to pass the time with while his father and brother worked and found that he quite liked it.

After his power was triggered, the relationship between the twins were never the same. The roles had switched. Where Ruben had been the protective one before, Jacques now loomed about his brother like a bodyguard, ensuring that nothing bad ever became of him. Guilt was gushing through him much stronger than his instincts ever had before. Ruben, on the other hand, felt stronger than ever before – and rightly so. He was trying to detach himself from Jacques and become his own person. After only a year in a wheelchair, he had built his prosthetic leg and started working out to better allow his body to handle the surge of power that his mutation causes.[/hider]

[B]Recap of your mutations awakening[/b]:
One day, while their father was away at work, the boys were lounging around in their room. Ruben was drawing and Jacques was strumming away at his guitar. As it regularly went, the boys started bickering. Jacques said something insulting to Ruben and he retaliated to the best of his ability. Eventually, Jacques said something actually hurtful and, again, the younger twin retaliated. Tempers flared and the boys were getting angry. Jacques lunged out, Ruben struck back and soon it was a full-blown fight. But Jacques was stronger, faster and more used to fighting. Ruben quite quickly ended up on the floor with one hand behind his back and his brother's elbow against the back of his neck. Something stirred within Ruben; flared and made his blood feel warm inside him. He managed to jab his free arm back into Jacques ribs harder than he had ever before and the older twin let out a snarl of pain, tumbling off of Ruben. Ruben tried to get up, but Jacques, without thinking and running on his animal-like instincts alone, grabbed for Ruben's leg. His claw-like fingernails digged deep into the flesh of his thigh. The scent of blood reached Jacques nose in a matter of seconds and as soon as it did, the claws were replaced by teeth. With a scream, Ruben drew back his arm and swung. It felt like a wave of heat went through his entire body and Jacques was sent tumbling back, smacking against the wall with a loud 'thud'.
Ruben was seeing stars. His ears were ringing. He was dizzy like never before and felt like he would either throw up or pass out at any minute. Jacques laid still on the floor with a dent in the wall beside him. Desperately, Ruben dragged himself towards his brother, leaving a trail of blood behind him, as it gushed from the wound on his now useless leg. He curled himself up next to his brother, one arm laid over his body in a way that was supposed to be protective.

[b]Other:[/b]
Although born and raised in France, Ruben does not have as thick an accent as one could fear. It is not hard to tell that his native tongue is French, but he is easy enough to understand and have learned to pronounce his “h”es and “st”s.
Due to his very high metabolism, Ruben can eat pretty much anything he wants and has to eat fatty foods frequently or he will get light headed and start trembling. He oftentimes forgets this, leading to him being rather thin. This might also be due to the fact that he is quite picky.[/center][/hider]