Post by Deleted on Feb 18, 2015 18:58:46 GMT -6
FLYNN, ADRIAN
d a r k f o r c e
d a r k f o r c e
AGE: 17
GENDER: Male
TEAM: Rogue
SIDE: Villain
OCCUPATION: Student, volunteer, tutor.
NATIONALITY: Jump City
HISTORY:
At first glance one would assume Adrian had a fairly normal home life. However this is not the case. The result of a drunken night filled with the rotten stench of regret and shame, his parents married out of religious obligation, not love. By the time their bouncing little boy entered the world, both had a hard time seeing him as anything more than a crying, stinking, neon sign pointing out their sins for the whole world to see.
Make no mistake, Doug and Sharon Flynn never abused their son. When they married they both knew they had made an eternal commitment to care for the boy. Life was life after all. But that didn’t mean they had to love him.
From an early age Adrian knew his family was different. There were no tender hugs, no gentle kisses to the forehead, no play dates, no expenses wasted on toys. The Flynn’s made sure their son was comfortable, but never went beyond this to treat or spoil him. There were no ice creams on the way home from daycare. There was no crawling into his mother’s or father’s bed late at night when he had a bad dream (the couple having separate bedrooms).
At first Adrian had thought all families were like this. But as he entered primary school he realised this was not the case. Although he did not know it at the time, his parents found it difficult to think of him as anything other than their failure. So when the 6 year old came home seeking praise for the surprisingly good painting he did in class, all he received was mild indifference.
As the years passed this indifference grew into downright dislike. Doug and Sharon intended to stay together only for as long as it took for Adrian to grow up and move out. He was a part of their lives, but they treated him more as a temporary stranger they had to put up with, as opposed to their son.
Nothing Adrian ever did was good enough to earn their approval. He was born their failure, and his parents could not (and would not) get past that hurdle. Adrian felt as though he were their pet cat that might scratch if they came too close, so his parents made no attempts to approach. They largely ignored him, and each other.
In a home so cold and clinical, a child will go to great lengths to try and earn even a moment of warmth and love from the two people who are his whole world. Yet as attempt after attempt failed, and his parents continued to withdraw as he grew older and more capable, Adrian began to be consumed with frustration and anger at his own seeming inadequacies. His parents then added fuel to the fire as they became avid followers of the newly reformed Teen Titans.
Night after night the television was filled with images of the young heroes. Mother and father siting on separate armchairs before the screen, Adrian on his in the corner, a subtle, but noticeable degree of space separating parents from child. His dark eyes would flick between the Teen Titans exploits, and the looks of raw emotion flitting over his parent’s faces. Sharon would grab her chest in fear if the battles were going poorly for the teens. Doug would cheer and pump his fist when they triumphed.
To the love starved child, this was unacceptable. Inconceivable even. His parents were more emotionally invested in these strangers on TV, people they had never, and would likely never, meet. They cared more about those kids than their own son.
For Adrian, the flames of jealousy were rivalling the blaze that levelled Rome. They could not love him, but could freely give all their attention to random strangers? Years of apathy, and now when they finally find their emotions, they give them to someone else? The frustration and anger boiled to a thunderous crescendo, triggering the development of Adrian’s powers. In an upset cloud of betrayal, the boy vowed vengeance. It was time he truly got his parents full and undivided attention. If he murdered the Teen Titans, surely then they would notice him? Surely they would at least speak to him with some kind of emotion? Even if it was fury, anything would be better than the years of apathy and indifference. And once they had shown him some kind of emotion, they would have broken the invisible wall they had put around him. Perhaps then they would finally be able to feel? To love?
It was delusional, but it was all Adrian had. This small psychotic break. Unnoticed or ignored by his parents. The true depths of his mental disjoining remaining hidden from the world at large. In secret he practiced with his powers, visions of bloody vengeance driving him with a passion he had never felt so strongly before. It was… exciting. In his new unhinged state Adrian was positive his plan would succeed. He would kill the Teen Titans, and then his parents would finally notice him. He was excited at the prospect of destroying those that stole the love that was rightfully his. He had worked his whole life for it, how dare the Titans take it away! He was positively giddy imagining what life would be like once his parents acknowledged him. A smile? A hug? Maybe even praise? And he had to be doing the right thing. After all, his powers manifested only once this savage plan spawned in his mind. If that wasn’t a sign from on high, then he didn’t know what else it could be. This was meant to be. It was the right thing to do.
For the past year Adrian has been honing his powers, and now he feels he is finally ready to destroy his foes.
FAMILY:
Doug Flynn - father - 45 - alive
Sharon Flynn - mother - 43 - alive
PERSONALITY:
All his life Adrian has been striving to be the best he could possibly be. He is at the top of his class in every subject he takes thanks to a rigorous study schedule. He is involved in numerous after school activities, playing on the football team, leading the debate team, volunteering at the local soup kitchen, etc. If he was anymore of a stand up guy, he’d be floating. Looking at his achievements, and at just how passionate he is about being the ‘good guy’, many would peg him to be the future mayor or district attorney. Or, if he developed powers, a superhero.
Indeed, had he be born into a different family, this would likely have been the case. But unfortunately he was born a Flynn. And a lifetime of apathetic neglect has created a rather unique personality. The perfect man from every angle, with one major trigger. A gentle push was all it needed to send him off the deep end.
Adrian’s mental break is actually only minor. Confined to one particular aspect of his life, he is fully capable of going on as the ‘good guy’ from his past. Indeed, it would be against his nature not too. In his heart Adrian believes he is a good guy. He could no more harm someone for fun then he could rob a bank or mock the homeless.
With one exception. The Teen Titans.
Desperate for love, or at least some kind of acknowledgement of his existence, Adrian sees the Teen Titans as the one thing standing between him and his parents. And a lifetime of seeking their approval means he is willing to go that little bit further and try killing. It doesn’t help that one of the few things his parents passed onto him is their faith, and Adrian sees the development of his powers in response to his murderous thoughts as a sign that this is the right thing to do.
It is important to understand that Adrian thinks he is a hero. He has been the good guy his whole life. He has done more good things, tried the hardest to be the best, the kindest, more than anyone he knows. The very concept of being a bad guy just doesn’t register in his mind. Which is where the mental break comes in. With a very simple twist, it has made Adrian believe his impending bad acts are actually good. He does not see that he is about to become the bad guy. He just believes he must do what is necessary. That once he explains why he had to do it, people will understand. And if they don’t, that’s ok. It is hard to empathise when you don’t understand the true depth of pain another feels. And Adrian can forgive that. After all, he is the good guy. And it is the heroes job to do things that are necessary, even if they are not well liked. He is doing the right thing.
So, you can see how even close friends will be taken by surprise by his impending actions. To them he is the same old good guy Adrian, and his attacks will be completely out of the blue. He does not brood, he is not angry, he is not a loner. He is just Adrian, that stand up, decent, caring guy everyone can depend on.
DISLIKES: Being ignored, cruelty, injustice, math, pickles, others in pain.
DREAMS: To be acknowledged, to be loved, to take care of anything that stands in the way.
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BODY STRUCTURE: An inch or so shorter than he would like, Adrian can almost be described as stocky. Even though years of sport have led to an early development of adult levels of muscle. He hopes another inch will even him out in the year to come.
STYLE: Adrian is pretty casual and down to earth. Due to his many social commitments, he tends to wear respectable comfortable clothes. That said, he also enjoys his hoodies and dark colors. Especially now considering his upcoming villainous acts.
PIERCINGS OR TATTOOS: None.
COSTUME: A simple yet effective affair. A black body suit with some kevlar body plates through out. Paired with a plain black mask. Adrian has gone for stealth over flair. And wears the mask as only his parents need know it was him that killed the Teen Titans.
ODDITIES: Aside from being mentally unstable? He likes to whittle and pet small animals.
ABILITIES: Adrian is a gravitokinetic. Able to both create and manipulate gravity. He can alter the normal force of gravity, strengthening or weakening it to both crush or lift objects respectively. He can amplify and alter the gravity field of any object he touches, making it either repel or attract items. He can use it like telekinesis, summoning objects to him, or sending them catapulting away. Indeed he can do the latter with enough force to level buildings. He can also augment his own gravitational field in numerous ways e.g. give his punches the illusion of super strength, allow himself to fly, or set up a repulsion field to protect himself in battle.
CONTROL: 7.
SIDE-AFFECTS: As gravity is an invisible force, the only way to observe Adrian using his powers is to see the side effects. Most often, this is in the form of a shockwave along the path of his fields. (see here).
WEAKNESSES: Due to his current mental instability, any mention of his parents is a sure fire way to set him off. In terms of his powers, over straining his ability to concentrate results in bleeding from the nose, eyes, and ears. Severe over use of his power usually makes him pass out. This includes acts like trying to lift a small hill (or a sky scraper), or prolonged strenuous use of his power over a long fight. Also, as gravity is a force, if the force applied against it is stronger, the other force will win e.g. a kryptonian might resist an increase in gravity and remain standing as their strength is greater than the increased force.
IS JUST TO LOVE
and be loved in return
and be loved in return
INTRODUCTION:
The sounds of his breathing echoed inside his helmet. It was the final minute of the game. Everyone was tired physically, but hyper aware mentally. His team was down a point. But this final play could see them steal the win. 30 yards was all it would take.
Adrian held his breath as the QB made his calls. The plan was not unexpected. Adrian was to make the catch. No pressure then.
As the ball shot into play, Adrian let his breath out and broke for the end zone. There was a reason why the team trusted him to make the catch. He was fast. But more than that, people just couldn’t seem to touch him. He was the very definition of serpentine.
Of course putting up a slight repulsion field that ensured he was pushed away before the opposing tackler could reach him helped a bit too. Indeed, football had been one of the best training techniques Adrian had found for his powers. The subtle application of an ability that preferred to level buildings required great finesse. And it was through this subtle use that his control had increased exponentially over the past year.
Approaching the end zone, Adrian turned and looked for the pass as he made the final dash.
The tackle line had broken, and three players jumped the quarterback. At the last moment he threw the ball. But even as it left his hand, both he and Adrian knew it would not fly true.
Digging his boots into the ground, Adrian executed one of his signature moves. His ability to side step was unrivalled. Probably because he created a personal gravity well in the direction he needed to go that practically hoovered him up like some kind of baby black hole. Launching himself to the left, the players marking Adrian struggled to turn and go after him. In that instant he went from being an arms length in front, to a whole 2 yards. Already in the end zone, all he had to do now was make the catch and the game was theirs.
But even with his powers-assisted side step, the ball was arcing too far. He could not reach it in time. So naturally Adrian relied on his powers once again. Amping up his own gravitational field a bit, and creating a small gravity well to slightly alter the flight path of the ball in the air, Adrian sprinted for all he was worth. Instead of the far right wing, the ball was going to come down in between the posts. Better than the left corner where it would originally be, but still a good distance for Adrian to cover in very little time. Of course he could send it straight into his open arms, but that would draw too much attention. Best to let everyone think the ball had got some spin when the QB threw.
His heart beat thundered in his ears, but Adrian only had eyes for the ball. He barely felt his legs tense and release, launching him into the air. Stretching his right hand out as far as humanly possible, Adrian’s longing gaze (and increased gravitational field) demanded the ball turn just that little bit more and enter his waiting palm.
His adrenaline was such that as his fingers wrapped around his prize, Adrian heard nothing but the sound of his breath and his heartbeat. The wild cheering only breaking through as he clasped the ball to his chest and fell back to the ground.
Landing with a roll, Adrian bounced back to his feet in triumph. Team mates rushed in from all sides as the other team shook their head in defeat. His helmet shook under the pats of praise, and a grin split his face from ear to ear. It felt good to do the right thing.
YOUR NAME OR ALIAS: ShingekiNoKatz or just Katz.
CONTACT INFO: PM is best
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