Miles Dawnstar
Jul 4, 2012 15:44:11 GMT -5
Post by milesdawnstar on Jul 4, 2012 15:44:11 GMT -5
Miles Xavier Dawnstar
[/font][/size][/color]{Everybody wants something, gotta want something, what are your living for}
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Full Name: Miles Xavier Dawnstar
Code Name: Ion
Age: 20
Date of Birth: May 14th
Sexual Orientation: Bi
Species: Mutant
Alliance: Freelance hero, may join a team
Citizenship: DC
Canon or Original?: OC
"Victory is MINE Baldy!
And if you had any hair I'd take that too!"
And if you had any hair I'd take that too!"
Hair: Long jet black hair, with a bang covering his right eye. He enjoys the spikey or scene style too it and sometimes highlights it with colors. A few inches past shoulder length and very wild looking.
Eyes: A brilliant shade of blue fills his almond shaped eyes. Usually lined with black eyeliner, and/or eye shadow. When radioactive his eyes glow a bright white color.
Height: 5'11''
Weight: 170lbs
Distinguishing Marks: Snake Bites *dual lip piercings*
Appearance: With eyes bluer than the deepest oceans, and a lean fit body, Miles is what most call attractive. He has full pink lips, a petite body shape, and a well placed nose. His dark hair brings out the vibrant color of his irises, and his skin seems mildly pale in comparison. Nails as dark as the night skin, he usually wears darker clothing, and is considered punk or scene.
When in his radioactive form, Miles turns into a translucent redish orange colored being. His skin sheds and only the top portion of his skeleton is left inside of his energy form, although he can choose to become full energy and lose his skeleton. His body constantly seems to be flowing in thin streams around himself. His eyes glow a bright white color and his hair resembles a flame in the way in that it dances about.
Face Claim: Andy Sixx
"I’m not interested in making new friends,
I don’t even like the ones I have”
I don’t even like the ones I have”
Likes:
Music
Cooking/Baking
Science
Writing
Computers
Food
Reading
Flying
Meditating
Practicing with his powers
Seeing things in a brighter tone
Dr.Pepper
Dislikes:
Rasicism
Descrimination
Segregation
Homophobia
Villains
Liars
Hypocrites
Backing down
Animal cruelty
Child abuse
Injustice
Personality:
Miles is what you would call a wild child. Taking the world in as his play thing he enjoys having fun and just being bold. He is very strong willed and loves to see others enjoying themselves, even when he is not. Often talking to people out of the blue if they are alone or sad. He is bold, brilliant, and untamed and you'll enjoy him (If you get to know him).
Miles is very trustworthy and won't tell a soul a single thing you say to him. Not even death can break his word, or spirit. He des however have a problem with bounderies, often pushing people and trying to learn everything about them. He is very persistant, but you can be the judge of that, and loves to delve into the minds of others. He also has a weakness for rude people and they tend to bring the worst out of him. He can be insecure, because he never truly knows how people feel about him.
"With great power comes great responsibility"
Powers:
Miles has the power to manipulate subatomic particles to generate and emit toxic radioactivity. He can cause inanimate objects to stale out and break down into dust, and organisms to shrivel up or attain mutative diseases. Generating poisonous fallout and even cause radiation explosions. His powers allow him to do the following,
Flight
Create Electromagnetic Pulses to disable electronics
Fire powerful energy blasts/bolts/beams (The maximum blowing a hole in steel, and the minimum flipping a light switch)
Create and mold minor energy constructs (Nothing more advanced than simple shape)
Create small radiation bombs (tiny orbs of minor explosion range, not strong enough to kill someone only strong enough to sting)
Generate heat
Absorption radiation
Radiation Emission
Radiation Immunity
Absorb radiation to heal wounds
His secondary power is to become a being of pure radiation. Using this power his body becomes pure energy and he is able to absorb radiation. He can produce a fake layer of skin as his true form is that of energy, but he can keep the radiation down to normal levels when in this skin. When in his true form he is able to do the following,
Fly
Increase his size, strength, speed, or durability
Produce X-ray vision
Move thorugh solid matter
Acheive self-sustenance using ultraviolet rays from the sun to fuel himself, or using his own energy to remain this way
Survive vacuum (In space without any aid)
Immunity to all earthly disease
Weapons N/A
Strengths/Abilities:
Intelligent: Miles is very intelligent and is skilled in all things science. Excelling in it as a kid and even taking a job in its practices, he has a very strong passion for science as a whole. However evolution and radioactive studies seem to stick out in his array of scientific talents.
Photographic Memory: Miles can look at something and remember nearly every detail he observed in that split second. The longer he looks at something, the better the detail he can pull from his memory. He cannot simply just know what something looks like, he has to see it.
Weaknesses:
May be connected to emotions (Sadness or Anger)
May take time to learn control.
Must be careful when using the ability
Powers don't work on lead
Too much absorption may overpower him
Overexposer to radioactive form can be deathly to others
If contained in a lead room or orb, he can be trapped
Electricity seems to disrupt his powers and leaves him weakened
Cannot create complex contructs
If there is no radiation around to absorb he is weakened
High levels of concentration leave him with headache and lessened control
Firing may be an involuntary reaction, or released in constant stream.
Will be exhausted when too much energy is used.
Need control to avoid unnecessary destruction.
"All it takes is one bad day to reduce
the sanest man alive to lunacy,"
the sanest man alive to lunacy,"
History:
Miles is the son of two scientist who had a liking for using radiation on living organisms. Testing their reactions to stimuli by the dangerous material and killing any failures they created. They enjoyed the thought of creating a new creature or monster with thie tools and soon they had the perfect test subject. A baby boy they named Miles.
These weren't your average scientist, they were deathly insane. Smuggling radioactive materials to their home and using them on the poor animals (and sometimes people) they lured in. Turning the test subjects into foul creatures and then unleashing them onto the wild to see how long they would last. Though the subjects would burn through the radiation to fast and their bodies would grow cancerous or wither and die. But not Miles.
They found testing on Miles was incredible, his body seemed t seap up the radiation as if it were nothing, and when he reached the age of ten they decided to begin to teach him about science and math. Keeping him well educated while still performing test on him and other run aways that came their way in their home in the forest.
Soon Miled discovered he had incredible abilities when he turned 14, but hid them from his parents. He knew eep down that they were not well, mentally, and that their test might backfire on them someday. Little did he know that he would bring his own prediction into fruition. Meditating and practicing with his powers everynight, he soon began to use the basics of his powers as if it were childs play.
When Miles turned 16 he was sitting down for one of his many test but his parents decided to try something new. They would fill him with radiation and destroy his physical body, making him into a living radioactive being, unknown to them that he already was one. Filling him with the tocix material they noticed he was in pain and thought their plan was working. He absorbed the fould energy and grew 50 feet tall and destroyed his home and half the forest they lived in.
Leaving it a radioactive dump and killing his parents in the process. He however wasn't scarred by this at all, he was actually feeling better. Like a weight had been lifted and he was finally free to live his life. Roaming the forest he made his way into civilization and had to inform the local police station of his identity. Appaerntly his parents had been on the run for malpractice of science and were to be tried for their crimes. He however informed them of what had happened and they alerted the government.
Miles ran away quickly, before he could be put into foster care, and took up work as a hero for hire. He went under the alias Ion and began to enjoy hero work and learning about his powers. Moving once again he took residence in New York City and began attending college until he graduated at the age of twenty. Currently still working as a hero for hire he has no plan yet as of what to be, but has began practicing science in his spare time. Become a lad assistant and using his powers for controlled test.
"Next time guys, we should just
rebuild this place outta Lego."
rebuild this place outta Lego."
Writing Sample:
Miles wandered aimlessly around the slums of New York just looking for something to do. He wasn't necessarily looking for trouble... Okay maybe he was but it was perfectly logical. This was his way of stopping crimes before their commited. What the word he was looking for, ah yes patrol. This was his patrol.
Looking into every alley he passed Miles sighed and sat on the curb. This whole mission was pointless, even though it was the slums didn't mean it had the crime rate of Metropolis or Gotham, which wasn't a good thing for a hero.
Pulling out a cigarette he created a small orange flame to dance on the tip of his finger and lit the putrid device. He didn't smoke, he actually liked to just burn cigarettes into atomic ash and watch the whisps of smoke twist and flow about. It was weird, he knew that, but he didn't mind being weird. It was in his blood.
Hearing sirens in the distance Miles stood slowly in looked in the direction of the blinking lights. He could see three cop cars and two escape vehicles heading his way. How did he know?? It was X-ray vision he was usins, the red and blue beacons were moving through the city toward him. Watching as the cars zipped by him, his hair whipping in the wind, he back up into the alleyway and took flight.
Speeding off toward the action he stayed a few inches above the cop car. He was much faster than the automobiles but he was simply trailing the assailants, until one of the cop cars tires burst and he flew into a building. Coming to their aid he absorbed UV rays as quickly as he could and ripped the hood off the cars and pulled the cops out.
Looking toward the criminals he flew up to them quickly and knocked on the window before waving. The robbers looked to him and then one slowly rolled down the window, confused.
"Pull over... Now"
Miles said calmly and the gun just looked at him with a wicked smile before pulling out a pistol. Using his powers, Miles heated the gun and the man quickly whipped the gun out the window, his skin peeling and his face as red as a tomato. Looking at the men Miles repeated himself, stern and ready.
"One last chance... pull over"
The men scuffed and sped up and he grined wickly. It was their choice and he didn't mind getting physical. Charging a red bolt of energy, Miles slashed his hand forward and the energy disc thrusted forward, burst the mans back tire. That familiar screech of a car came to fruition and suddenly the men were lodged in a pole.
Looking to the other men he snapped his fingers and a thin beam of lightning show from his finger tips. When it came into contact with the cars hood the batter suddenly died and the guns looked at eachother before hopping out the car. He melted the ground infront of the vehicle and it swiftly sunk a few inches into the ground. Avoiding another crash.
Flying off, Miles didn't want to deal with the police right now, he wanted a real fight. With someone who could handle what he coud dish out, but first he would go home and meditate. It was nice to get home and chant repeatedly to oneself sometimes. Hell it was necessary for him, and his powers.
"I'm through talking, get out of my cave,"
Your name/alias: call me Miles
Timezone: IDK New York :P
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