Okay, this is a bit rough, but it should give you an idea. Let me know of any big changes I need to make :)

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His bright green irises are 'shattered' hence the race name. Imagine a plate dropped straight down, cracks lancing out from the center, but still roughly circular.
Name: Harrison Glint
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Species/Race: Shattered, a being able to glimpse the past though objects.
Powers: 
-Fall back: able to see the history of any object he touches. Limited to objects that are dead. He can see the past of the wheat that made the bread, but not the past of a rose still growing.

-Channel: Able to commune with people who had a strong affinity with an item (i.e. say he finds a lucky charm of Napoleon, Harrison would be able to have a talk with Napoleon as if he was standing next to him). Harrison usually tries to find things owned by interesting people. Harry tends to learn from these people and has collected them accordingly.

Weaknesses: able to see the history of any object he touches, sometimes unable to not see it's history. It's a pain when Harry wants a burger or something. Kleptomaniac, Harry tends to collect and accidentally borrow forever knick knacks and odd bits and pieces.

Personality: Harry has lived a few lives through the eyes of others in his short 17 years, and this sometimes causes him to act like a very old man. Things sometimes confuse him and he forgets where he is, other times he absently is staring into space and is watching something from eras ago. Sometimes he looks like he's talking to himself, but he's actually talking to Houdini who is trying to teach him how to escape hand-cuffs, or is fiddling with a brush Da Vinci used and is learning to paint with. Harry has trouble holding conversations, but will try his hardest to maintain it.

Background: Harry was almost immediately placed in an insane asylum when he was born. Talking to yourself generally makes you a freaky kid, but when you say "Houdini taught me how to pick locks" people get a little concerned. Then you make a little statue of David in preschool, then things get really bad when you find some old Bruce Lee nun-chucks and beat someone half to death with them at the age of six. Yeah, a normal life has always been out of the question for Harry. Harry wandered, traveling the world as a little homeless kid. Hitching rides, performing tricks and picking pockets became natural life. Things got weird when he picked one pocket of a tall man that opened a whole new world for Harry. For a brief instance he understood magic and how is held the world together... and then it was gone. In his hand was a note saying that if he wanted to not see a dead cow every time he ate a steak he should go to Athalia Academy. So he did, along with Houdini, Da Vinci, Alexander the Great and Frank Sinatra all in the form of memories from assorted bits and pieces.

Study: Piano, Art and Cooking. Also History, Harry could probably teach it if you took him to an antique store.
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