Larfleeze said
Ok, I would have posted this sooner, but the site kept going down. Would Sonokinetic Combat be a reasonable power?
I feel like that link is a bit unclear. please clarify a bit more about what you mean.
Spencer said
James Arthur Qatr (AKA: Grease)Age: 24MaleJames has the ability to make electricity, which sounds more fun than it actually is. Electricity is highly dangerous and unstable, making too much of it could kill James in an instant. Directing electricity over long distances is nearly impossible, but anything closer than 5 meter is possible. James normally uses his electricity for fighting other people hand to hand or to burn circuits and overriding systems.James Arthur Elqatran was born the youngest in a family of two in Canada. His older brother was 4 when James was born. His father was a succesfull bussinessman who had been in some kind of market for 19 years. James never paid attention to his dad's work. His mother was a sweet and caring housewife. James' brother, Michael, was going to take over his father's bussiness when his dad would pass away. James' life was easy. His parents were rich enough to buy him anything he wanted and he got all the help he needed for school.His life was perfect, until an accident in which James, Michael and his mother were all involved in. That was around 6 or 7 years ago. Nobody knows exactly what happened but rumor has it that the driver lost control of the car and drove off a cliff. James' mother and brother both died on impact, James somehow survived. He woke up outside of the car, covered in blood and sweat. As he tried to stand up, he noticed that something was holding him down. Part of the car had fallen down on his right arm, which he couldn't feel anymore. Other parts of his body were also in really bad shape. The driver, who also survived, helped him out of it all. James passed out and woke up, days later, in a hospital. His right arm was no more, but he woke up with something else. Some kind of rush in his body. It didn't took him long to find out that he could make electricity. He knew that people with special powers were hated, so he kept is a secret.Now, almost 7 years later, James lives in New York. The doctors gave him a prostethic right arm. His father holds James responsible for the accident and thus also for the death of Michael and their mother. His father wanted him out of his life. So he gave James 10% of his fortune and told him to leave Canada. James started a life as an 'artist' and changed his name last name to Qatr. When he's not trying to make art or walking around downtown New York, where he lives, he's training. He needed to start doing a sport as part of his rehabilitation process. He chose to do a couple of different fighting sports. It was a good way to get some exercise and get his anger out. At night he normally goes out, trying to find inspiration for his art. He likes chaotic types of art, so he's always looking for chaos and people suffering. If he can't find it, he sometimes even makes it himself.James knows his etiquettes and acts according to those. He acts kind, thoughtful and interested in other people. But in reality, he doesn't give a crap about other people and what they feel. James is selfish and ruthless. He is, just like electricity, unstable in emotions. The fact that he has enough money to come by makes him even more unpredicable, since he does everything for fun. Anything he does, he does for the kick, not for the money.-He hates showering, since water and electricty don't go well. That's why he almost never showers, or goes swimming. His nickname comes from his hair, which becomes greasy from not showering.-Fond of beer.-Collects skulls.
Your accepted.
64-Hit Combo said
Park Han Gyul; "Hank Park" 25 (Birthday: February 3rd, 2030) Male Super Senses, to be explained further Hank was born and raised in midtown Manhattan, and lived in a small apartment off of West 32nd with his parents and six siblings. His dad worked as a jeweler, and his mother was a homemaker. Growing up, Hank's school grades wobbled between average and poor, and he often skipped classes to hang around with friends. His parents called them bad influences, which might or might not have been true. Whatever the case, Hank wound up getting friendly with the local gangpae, the Korean mob in NYC.Hank's chronically poor attendance resulted in his expulsion from school, and his involvement with the gangpae grew steadily. They had him working in loan sharking and extortion, as one of a handful of guys that stood behind whoever was doing the talking, as muscle. Eventually they found he had a knack for reading people, and put that to use gambling. The gang had him launder money through casinos, changing large sums of dirty money for chips; playing in high stakes games for a short while, and then cashing out the same sum as 'winnings'. He didn't need to win, he just needed to waste a bit of time and make sure he didn't lose much. He even made a tidy profit wagering with money that wasn't his, on more than one occasion. Some people didn't like that, and he got his arm broken once for his troubles.What Hank didn't share with anyone was just he was reading people. He'd read the news headlines about people with abilities, how they were a danger to humanity, how they should be reported, detained, etc. If that weren't enough to convince him to keep his mouth shut about the changes he was experiencing, nothing would be. He wasn't normal, that was for damn sure. He'd always had good eyes and ears, ever since he was a kid, but it had gotten way out of hand. He could hear a person's from across the room, the tide of blood wax and wane through the capillaries of their face, the hormones in their nervous sweat screaming that they were bluffing, and as time went on he got even better at it. The way he perceived the world became fundamentally different from the people around him, and it was incredibly alienating. All he could do was keep his mouth shut.As he his senses honed, he got into the sale of information, and he was damned good at it. It made him more money than the gangpae ever did, and served as a wedge that was driven between them. He maintained connections with them, but they became more tenuous by the day as he grew into an independent broker. He paid his respects and his dues, but as far as he was concerned he didn't need their work any more. He was . He knew what was going on, knew who'd pay to find out, and most importantly knew what was off limits.When the power boom got too big and the Big Apple had martial law dropped on it, things got rough. Is that an understatement? Yeah, it kinda is. Didn't hurt his business much, though. The shit hits the fan, and the underbelly of society thrives; pretty much the usual progression of events. WIP Hank has a black belt in Hapkido, a kevlar vest, a tactical pump shotgun, a jackknife, an ass-load of money, a fancy apartment, and a sportbike (i.e. crotchrocket) motorcycle. Under normal circumstances he does not wear the vest or carry the shotgun.
It's good for the most part. I know it's not done but I do have to say unless your going to explain how he got the shotgun and kevlar vest you gotta take that out. In the setting guns are outlawed in New York City. Also I have stated before that I would prefer if nobody actually started with a gun because I will give access to them later on.