[hider=Cyrus Cerridwen] [center][IMG]http://i64.tinypic.com/2rrsyly.png[/IMG] [IMG]http://i68.tinypic.com/xbfgn8.jpg[/IMG] [h1]╚══════════════╝[/h1] [i]"If only I had a different time then"[/i] [h3][ [b]21)[/b] | [b]6’2''[/b] | [b]Northern-Germanic[/b] | [b]He/him[/b] | [b]185 pounds[/b] ][/h3] [h1][i][Remorse.][/i][/h1][/center] [h3][u][b] APPEARANCE [/b][/u][/h3] [i]"That looks colorful. I hate it."[/i] [indent][indent]Cyrus stands at a height of six-foot-two-inches tall and weighs in at a meager one-hundred and eighty-five pounds, packed into a slender but lean-muscular frame. His face features a strong jawline, a thick scruff of hair that he likes to pretend is his beard, and a hairline that is kept short and messy; constantly looking like he just woke up. His sense of fashion is absent, and as such his usual clothing bears some semblance to a simple pair of boots underneath some slim cut grey chino’s underneath a simple white V-neck shirt underneath a, once again, grey jacket. While he sometimes adds some frills, such as the multi-colored scarf that he wears during the winter months, he is ever so much the basic dresser in terms of appearance. He wears glasses and his frame is a very simple, brown-like color.[/indent][/indent] [h3][u][b] PSYCHOLOGY [/b][/u][/h3] [i]"If I can help why shouldn’t I?"[/i] [indent][indent][indent] [b]MAIN GOAL ⫻[/b] Currently, Cyrus hopes to hit the restart button on life and begin anew here at the academy. Ever since the injury, and the re-injury months later, he has had to put his dream of being a professional athlete to rest and embrace that he will never compete in sports ever again. He sat back, took a look at the possibilities, and decided he wanted to pursue a career in sports still; on the medicine side of it, however. He is currently a true freshman with a focus on a degree in the sports medicine field, hoping to one day be a team doctor for some professional team. [b]PHILOSOPHY ⫻[/b] Life is good as long as your living it, or so Cyrus says. Cyrus is an active participant in his own life, and soon hopes to have a group of friends to participate in theirs, and wants to experience all the fun he can now that he is away from his childhood home. [b]SECRETS ⫻[/b] His injury is very much still present. He will often stumble as his ATFL tendon simply gives out, and will be left with a red sore on the side of his ankle and foot for days after. He abandoned his brother to suffer the same fate that he had suffered. Is very much into Pagan music, something his Catholic family would be up in arms to learn. [b]DESIRES ⫻[/b] To always make the correct decision and to always be the best in whatever field he finds himself in. [b]SEXUALITY ⫻[/b] Straight as an arrow. [b]FEARS ⫻[/b] Cyrus is afraid he will never live up to the unrealistic expectations set upon him young in life. He was destined for greatness, and if he does not crest the mountain that is school ahead of him, he might just crumble into nothing. [b]REPUTATION ⫻[/b] Cyrus is a nobody here. Back home he was a bright star yet here his light whimpers and barely burns. [b]PET PEEVES ⫻[/b] Not giving one-hundred percent effort in any task. If you have to do something it only makes sense to do it right. [b]QUIRKS ⫻[/b] Under the breath, he is often humming a tune; recognizable yet no one can seem to name it. He never catches himself doing it, instead has to be reminded of the fact. When asked, he will say it is from one song or another but it never is. [/indent][/indent][/indent] [h3][u][b] BACKSTORY [/b][/u][/h3] [i]"I could have had it all."[/i] Cyrus was born to a former athlete as a father and his college sweetheart of a wife in one of the many small suburbs outside Detroit, Michigan. From as early as he can remember, sports were always a part of his life. Baseball, basketball, football, soccer, and more form the core memory of his youth as he was always playing. His father, a former football player whose promising career was cut short by a bad injury, had an unhealthy obsession with his potential sports career, with the prevailing sense that he was living vicariously through his kid. It didn't take long for anyone to realize that Cyrus was good at one sport in particular; football. Every aspect of the sport seemed to resonate with something primal within Cyrus. Tackling, juking, and every other facet you could think of were areas that Cyrus excelled in. His father, sensing potential greatness, pushed him past his limit with a relentless training regime that forged an Adonis of an athlete. Even before he stepped on the high school field, scouts were filming at his games and taking notes at his practices. His free time was spent hunting with his extended family when the seasons would allow. Once in high school, Cyrus began destroying records at a pace that was unprecedented. He was a running back that could catch like a receiver, he was a linebacker with the stopping power of a full-sized safety, and he was punt returner with the speed of a sprinter. He led his squad to four straight state championship games and was well on his way to win his fourth when he suffered a catastrophic injury to his right ankle in overtime as he was making his way to the endzone. The pain caused him to lose his grip on the ball on their first possession, resulting in a defeat. He later learned he had a full tear of his ATFL ligament and had to undergo lateral ankle ligament reconstruction as a result. While the surgery went well with expectations being, he could start training again in four months if the physical therapy went well, and with college teams still interested in the speedy player, that timetable did not match his fathers. Instead, two months after the surgery, he was back to practicing in his back yard; and proceeded to damage the same ligament; and was forced under the knife once more. After this second surgery, all scholarship offers were pulled after the doctors informed him the injury was likely to reoccur if he ever played football again. With his future sidelined, Cyrus’s father instead turned his attention towards his younger brother who had shown signs of being the talent that Cyrus could have. Cyrus clashed with his father about the way he was treating him, forcing him to practice when he should have been resting was the main battleground that the two fought. Eventually, after three years of fighting Cyrus decided he had to get out of the area. He had been attending a local community college with a focus on sports journalism in the years since he graduated yet he felt this primal urge to go into the medical aspect of the sports world. He saw an ad online for a school, far from home and far from the abusive home life. He had saved enough money to cover tuition for at least a semester at a proper school and had assistance from his grandparents for the rest. Registering last semester, he had to buy his time until he could arrive for the new semester. He left, leaving a note explaining where he was going and why. He is now on his second semester, and he couldn’t have been worse for wear at Grand Ridge Academy. His brother has suffered a bad injury when trying to return from a minor one, and it appears he may never play another second, and might never live a normal life again. Remorse lashed over him like a river lashes against a rock, causing his abstraction to appear on his hands. At first, he thought he was going mad. He asked a friend if anything about his hands looked off, showing the abstractions in plain view, and they responded with a no. As a result, he started wearing gloves. The gloves, however, couldn’t protect him when he accidentally crossed his hands. When his right hand crossed over his left, he experienced everything would happen over the next thirty seconds simultaneously as time went on; and he could pull himself back to any point in that time frame. When his left crossed over his right, his mind felt like it split and he suddenly had three separate perspectives that could move and act as if they were unique. For days, Cyrus played with it and was slowly driven to madness as he thought he had finally snapped and had fallen down the rabbit's hole, unaware of just how far down it goes. In a fit of madness, Cyrus went and bought a bottle of whiskey and drank too much of it before stumbling his way outside with some vague nothing of a plan to prove to the world that he was not crazy, tripping over himself and falling down the stairs before blacking out; or so he thought. He awoke a day later, in a hospital, with a pain in his side and a terrible headache in his head. He thought nothing of it until he heard a scream. [h3][u][b] SKILLS & TALENTS [/b][/u][/h3] [i]"I’m fast and I’m accurate"[/i] [indent][indent][indent] [b][Hunting and tracking] ⫻[/b] Spending much of his life in the forest, Cyrus is an accomplished hunter and tracker. Starting at an age much too young, Cyrus was taught how to handle a firearm and how to keep it clean. While he has no weapon with him at the academy, the skill still lingers. [b][Speed and jukes] ⫻[/b] Cyrus, despite his injury, has kept his natural speed and athleticism. He still runs to keep himself in shape and this has allowed him to keep the dream alive; at least for one day more. [b][Intuition] ⫻[/b] Cyrus always seems to have had a vague notion of how an action will play out. This helped him avoid tackles when he was playing sports and has now led him to figure out what direction to take in life. [/indent][/indent][/indent] [h3][u][b] ABSTRACTION [/b][/u][/h3] [i]"It's hard to explain, but it’s more than just time manipulation. Here let me show you."[/i] [indent][indent] [b]SIGIL & LOCATION ⫻[/b] The first sigil is on his right hand and is in the shape of a three-dimensional pyramid. The second sigil is on his left hand and is a three-dimensional representation of a circle. When he activates his abstraction, both sigils combine on his right hand showing the circle spinning in a hundred different ways simultaneously over-top the pyramid. [b]ABSTRACTION ⫻[/b] Dimensional Manipulation [b]ABSTRACTION DESCRIPTION ⫻[/b] When activated, Cyrus’s abstraction allows his body to enter a higher dimension; in two different forms. In its first form, Cyrus gains the ability to revert himself back anywhere he was in the thirty-seconds after he activates it. Wounds or injuries suffered before he pulls himself back will disappear. He can activate this abstraction by placing his right-hand over-top his left-hand and he can pull himself back simply by picturing the position his body was. The second form, creating this time by a left-hand over his right-hand approach, creates two shades that he can control in addition to himself. The first ability (named Hike! by Cyrus) is one that's used retroactively after activation. He has a thirty-second window to reactivate it, by mentally picturing where he was along the way and what he was doing. He can grab objects, and potentially people, and bring them back with him as well. The entire time he is moving there is a trail that follows him that shows what movement he was doing along the way. The trail is visible to everyone, and it looks like every second there was a snapshot of where his body was; arms, legs, head and so forth. These snapshots are the points where he can pull himself back to. One potential use is to activate the ability, throw a punch, and then run and grab somebody and pull them back and have the punch hit. He, as he thought he was going crazy, has very little control over this power, however. Sometimes when he activates it with a set purpose in mind, he will go about the task yet the ability will retrigger itself and pull him back to the start point. The second form of this ability (named Break!) is active in use. Cyrus will spawn forth two "shades" of himself that are incapable of physical interaction with the world. Cyrus will have control over all three, with him seeing in real time what his shades see. They aren't entirely there, and will often phase in and out of view. They are translucent in nature, making it painfully clear who the real Cyrus is. Furthermore, they are more random in their actions than Cyrus. While Cyrus might have one wave, the possible outcomes will often trail behind much alike in his first ability except instead of just showing the wave motion, you will see things like the middle finger, a fist, or a peace sign as opposed to the traditional notion of a wave. The problem using this ability is he has to control both the shades and himself at the same time. Often times he will trip, be painfully unaware of something right in his face as trying to digest the sheer amount of information from three separate entities overwhelms him. He can, however, re-trigger this ability and pull his physical form to one of the shades; causing the illusion to disappear. Again, he has very little control of this ability and will sometimes be pulled to a singular shade by accidentally thinking about it. [b]IN THE PRESENCE OF THE MOUNTAIN ⫻[/b] Once Cyrus is in the presence of the mountain, his abilities generally become more controllable. In the first form, the presence of the mountain extends his control by another thirty seconds and allows him to reactivate his ability once more. In its second form, he gains a stronger link with the shades that allow them to move and act with less mental input from himself. [b]LIMITS ⫻[/b] In the first form, he is limited to a thirty-second window and he must have a clear mental picture of where he was before he can pull himself back. He also does not have the ability anywhere close to being mastered and sometimes, after he activates the ability, he will be pulled to a random spot without warning. In addition, while in the second form, he is limited by his mind. He has trouble controlling both shades let alone both shades and himself at the same time. Furthermore, accidentally thinking of a shade has proven to potentially send him to the shade's location; with comical results. [b]WEAKNESSES ⫻[/b] Cyrus's ability doesn't necessarily have too many weaknesses due to its relatively low-yield nature. Using it a often takes a toll on his body, and excessive use will cause nosebleeds, headaches, and may even knock him unconscious. [/indent][/indent] [h3][u][b] OTHER [/b][/u][/h3] [i]"I swear, it seems like the world likes to go crazy at the same time I do."[/i] [indent][indent][url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=E97CmNK3NtU]Theme song[/url][/indent][/indent] [/hider]