[center][color=f26522][h1]Ty Varen[/h1][/color][/center]

Ty was seldom early to anything other than a meal. It's not that he was a late sleeper, frantically getting ready at the last minute and running to class with toast in his mouth. No, he was way too cool for something like that. He was up with the sun, but just had a way of letting time get away from him. Today, his morning exercise was the cause of his distractions. He went for a lap around the entire campus, but then decided that he was neglecting his arms so he went for another lap... doing a handstand. That one took quite a bit more time, but he realized that if he was strengthening his arms and his legs, he'd need to make sure is core was up to par to keep up with it. 200 situps later, he realized class was starting. 50 situps later, he decided to go to class. 

He walked in about fifteen minutes late. He didn't care. The first part of the first day of classes was just droning on about expectations and introductions and all that nonsense. He put on a cocky smirk and shoved past the doors. [color=f7941d]"Sorry I'm late teach. I..."[/color] The professor wasn't there. What the hell kind of professor was more late than [i]him!?[/i] It almost felt like a challenge. Confused, Ty took a seat, leaned back, and propped his feet up on his desk. Professor Mavis electrocuted him every time he did that, but Ty was determined to prove that shock therapy was BS and refused to learn his lesson, so it became a part of his morning ritual. 

Then there was an explosion. Ty started and nearly tumbled out of his seat as he turned to the door to see what the ruckus was. Through the plumes of black smoke, he saw that it wasn't an evil creature attacking, it wasn't some students dueling, and it wasn't a giant bombardier beetle. No, the majestic being reveling in his own conflagration was their professor! [color=f7941d]"Ha! This guy knows how to make an entrance!"[/color] Ty said to no one in particular. At that moment, he decided that he liked this man. There was know way this class would be like any other.

The class began like every other. Name on the board, stuffy introductions, and the dreaded "let's all systematically introduce ourselves in the most boring way possible" routine. The first girl to introduce herself was a newcomer to the class. He'd heard rumors about her being a badass or something, but he didn't get why that was a problem. Weren't they [i]all[/i] training to become badasses? Despite the rumors, though, her introduction was one of the most boring he'd ever heard. Cookie-cutter words devoid of any personality. Where was the passion? Where was the [i]fire?[/i] Ty couldn't let this slide. He'd teach this class how to properly introduce themselves. 

Ty's right foot slammed down on his seat. He hoisted himself up and his left foot slammed down on his desk. He rested his left arm across his left leg and gestured sharply to himself with his right thumb. [color=f7941d]"The name's Ty Varen, apex predator of Avalice. I'm the legendary beast prophesied to devour the Miracle Seven. I'll tear through anything that stands in my way. Nice ta meet ya!"[/color]