[hider=Seth Moore / Wonderland] [centre] [img]https://i.imgur.com/nDQqHCm.jpg?1[/img] [hider=Costume] [img]https://i.imgur.com/ezDtDti.png[/img] [/hider] [h1] [color=C4C6B5]Seth Moore[/color] [/h1] age: 21 • gender: M Seth is about average height, if not a bit shorter. His natural hair colour is a blondish-brown, and his roots do show from time to time. He's quite thin and tends to wear clothes that are always a bit too big for him.[/centre] [hr] [b][color=C4C6B5]‹Villain Alias›[/color][/b] Wonderland [b][color=C4C6B5]‹Quirk Name›[/color][/b] Pain Transferral [b][color=C4C6B5]‹Quirk Type›[/color] [/b] Emitter [b][color=C4C6B5]‹Quirk Description›[/color][/b] Seth is able to transfer pain from himself to another person, or from another person to himself. In order to set up this link, he has to make skin contact with the other person. The transferral is not instantaneous, and Seth ends up experiencing whatever pain is cause for a moment before it is transferred. There is no way to limit or control what is transferred, and everything even mildly painful is caught up in the transferral. He is capable of breaking links at any time if he wishes, and does not need to break it through going out of range or another touch. After establishing the link, he does not have to keep holding onto the other person, and the link remains as long as the other person remains in a range of 15m from him. If they exit this range, the link is broken and another touch is needed to remake it. When one link is broken, all others remain intact so long as they are all within his range. He also cannot create a link between two other people, only from himself and others (this kind of effect can be created by transferring person A's pain to himself and then to person B though). [b][color=C4C6B5]‹Inventory & Possessions›[/color] [/b] [u][color=C4C6B5]Knife:[/color][/u] For emergencies. [u][color=C4C6B5]Gun:[/color][/u] For bigger emergencies. [color=C4C6B5][u]Probably like, $3.15:[/u][/color] It happens. [hr] [b][color=C4C6B5]‹Sample Post›[/color][/b] [hider=time passes] Drip, drip, drip. The rain from outside. Click, click, click. Shoes against the hard floor. Blip, blip, blip. The maddening sound of the heart monitor. [color=C4C6B5]"Does it hurt?"[/color] [color=navajowhite]"Not- not too much! They say I'm getting better,"[/color] comes the reply, but her smile is strained. Around her eyes are dark circles, and it doesn't take a doctor to know that she's exhausted. Her thin arms stretched out over the bed lead to equally thin hands, which Seth clasps onto as if she might vanish when he lets go. [color=C4C6B5]"You know, I can-"[/color] [color=navajowhite]"No! I mean, um, I'm sorry. Nevermind,"[/color] she says, biting her lip nervously. Seth sighs, lifting up their hands and bringing them closer to him. [color=C4C6B5]"It's okay, Ellie. I won't. But just remember that if you want me to, I will,"[/color] he says, and gets a small smile in return, which quickly dissolves into peals of laughter. [color=C4C6B5]"What- what's so funny? What- stop laughing. Oh my god, stop laughing. I'm gonna scream. Ells, I'm fucking serious."[/color] [color=navajowhite]"Sorry. I'm sorry. I just wanted to laugh. I'm sorry,"[/color] she says, wiping her eyes, and her smile revitalised. [color=C4C6B5]"Not been doing it too much?"[/color] [color=navajowhite]"No. Sorry."[/color] [color=C4C6B5]"Don't- apologise. It's fine. I can come see you tomorrow, as well, y'know. If you wanna laugh a bit more."[/color] Almost instinctively, he holds her hands a little tighter. [color=navajowhite]"You don't have to. Sorry. Oh, god, sorry. Ugh,"[/color] Ellie replies, brow furrowing, but it's honestly kind of cute. Seth leans over to brush some hair out of her face before going right back to holding her hands. She cocks her eyebrow at him, and gets a smirk in return. [color=C4C6B5]"Don't worry about it. It's alright. Anyway, I'm coming whether you like it or not. I mean, I gotta go now, but I'll be back tomorrow, same time. Have fun while I'm gone, 'kay,"[/color] he says, and finally lets go, only to stand up. He picks up his bag off of the floor. The zip is broken, but he forces it shut and begins to walk out. [color=navajowhite]"Um, yeah! Seth."[/color] [color=C4C6B5]"Hmm?"[/color] he says, turning to look at her. [color=navajowhite]"Love you!"[/color] Ellie grins, making a little heart with her hands. [color=navajowhite]"Have a nice day."[/color] [color=C4C6B5]"Yeah. Love you too, Ells. Try sleep more tonight, I'll see you later,"[/color] Seth says, and he can't hide the smile that comes onto his face. He leaves the hospital room, and once the door is shut behind him, everything feels a bit more dreary. Outside, the rain still pours. He doesn't have an umbrella either, and when he steps out of the front door, he's immediately pelted by water. He ends up walking in the cold for quite some time. There isn't a single thing about or on him that isn't completely soaked through at this point. He stops when he gets to a bus stop, where someone else is currently standing. A friend, of sorts. The other man raises his hand in some kind of greeting, and then takes a drag on his cigarette. [color=abcde0]"Hey. Visit the rich girl?"[/color] [color=C4C6B5]"Huh? Yeah. Hey, give me that,"[/color] Seth says, trying to snatch the umbrella out of his hand, which is then held infuriatingly out of his reach. His irritated expression is matched by a lazy, amused smile. He gives it a few more attempts before promptly giving up, resigning himself to being soaked. The holes in the soles of his shoes soak up water into his socks, and it's very uncomfortable. [color=abcde0]"Fuck off. How long does she have left?"[/color] The umbrella is still held tantalisingly out of reach, and Seth regrets not investing in shoes with higher heels. Ones that didn't have holes in them either would be pretty nice too, actually. [color=C4C6B5]"Year. At most."[/color] [color=abcde0]"And she's loaded? No family?"[/color] [color=C4C6B5]"Yep."[/color] [color=abcde0]"Shit, you're gonna be-"[/color] Seth grins, the sides of his mouth curling up into a catlike smirk. [color=C4C6B5]"Fuck yeah. Just you wait, I'm gonna be absolutely [i]minted[/i]."[/color] [color=abcde0]"Sly bastard,"[/color] the other man says, but he looks more impressed than anything. [color=abcde0]"Playing the longest game I've ever seen, but it's paying off, yeah?"[/color] [color=C4C6B5]"Who gives a damn. I've been at this for too fucking long, about time I get something out of this."[/color] With one swift motion, he snatches the umbrella, much to the other man's surprise. It's not like he needs it, he's already covered in so much water that a little more wouldn't make a difference, but he just felt like it. He doesn't get to revel in the anger on his face though, because in an instant, he's running like hell. It's a good day. [/hider] [/hider]