Post by pyron on Feb 28, 2007 2:53:04 GMT -5
Codeword: Pirates
Full Name: Jae Wilson
Nicknames: none
Codename: Pyron
Age:18
DOB: 6th June 1988
Origins: New York
Orientation: Straight
Blood Type: B+
Hair: brown with dark red spikes at the front.
Eyes: orange/brown
Height: 6ft
Physical Affects of Mutation?: no
Personality: He gets angry easlily and can be extremely sarcastic, often getting himself in trouble, he is ignorant and hates most people that are greater then him. He often intimidates those of lower rank and enjoys picking fights with humans and laughing in their faces when they see his powers.
Appearance: www.icicom.up.pt/blog/take2/pyro.jpg (differs quite a bit from this pic but is somewhat accurate.
Clothing Style: baggy Black, red or grey shirt and pants, he often wears a plain grey jacket.
::Battle Uniform::
Color: Black or grey, dirty/blood red.
Style: Baggy, his jeans are torn at the knees and ragged at the bottoms.
Patterns/Markings: orange symbols lining the bottom of the shirt
Boots and/or Gloves?: N/A
Relations: none (all descesed due to when Pyron's powers surged out of control when he first discovered them)
Weaknesses: massive volumes of water/ice.
Powers: Fire Manipulation (Pyron can aquire flames where ever they are, be it on the tv or if he can only hear them, though he prefers having lighters/matches with him.)
Affiliation: Acolytes/Brotherhood
Skills: Being stealthy, pickpocketing, lying, being sarcastic, interrogating etc.
Historical incident where Pyron discovered his powers:
*3 years ago*
He sat in front of the fireplace, watching the flames, his eyes burning frm the heat, it was a cold winter night, there had been a power cut at 12:00am when he was watching tv, so he had lit the fire and was waiting until the power came back on, his parents were asleep. Jae sighed and shuffled closer to the fire, he opened the door and watched sparks of burning wood fly out of the fireplace and onto the stone hearth. Jae raised his hands to the fire's edge, he saw the flames lean toward his hands, Jae stared hard at the flames, suddenly with a small boom they raced from the wood and engulfed Jae's hands, Jae let out a yell and jumped to his feet, shaking his hands, jets of fire flew at the walls and exploded, making plaster and wood fly everywhere, Jae couldn't get the fire off his hands, he calmed himself down and found that the fire wasn't burning him, he looked at the now burning walls of the living room. Jae's head snapped up to the ceiling as the fire alarms began wailing, Jae's parents raced out of their rooms, wide-eyed and terrified, Jae's mother screamed as part of the roof collapsed beside her, crushing her husband, she saw the fire on Jae's hands,
"Jae!" she screamed, she rushed to Jae and tried to put the fire out on his hands,
'No!' jae shouted over the crackling of the fire, 'it isn't burning me, idiot!' he pushed away from his mother and held his hands out to the flame-engulfed walls, he slowly began closing his hands into fists, the fire hissing as it was reduced to the smallest flame, then black embers on the ground. His mother looked at him in shock and horror. The sirens coming from outside snapped Jae's mother out of her trance and she raced outside.
*later that day*
'What are-' Jae's mother started,
'I am a mutant, obviously' Jae said, fiddling with a lighter he had aquired from a store.
'Jae, you aren't-' Jae's mother was cut off.
'Yes, i am, and i am glad, at least now i have an excuse to leave this place, and school' Jae said, He stood up and headed out the door,
'Don't try to send people after me, cause something might happen to them.' Jae said. he closed the door behind him.
"Just to make sure you don't send people to hunt me down." Jae thought, he flicked the lighter, a small flame appeared, he whisked his hand over it and the flames caught onto his fingertips then his palm, he sent the jet of fire toward his old house with his mother inside it, the house exploded as soon as the flames touched it, his "mother" was definately dead, probably incinetated by the heat. Jae turned and began walking calmly down the street, he knew where he was going,
'Here I come, Magneto' Jae muttered.
"My name is now Pyron" jae thought, "Learn that name well, world."
(after Pyron had left his home and found the brotherhood, he successfully gained respect from other mutants by showing off his power whenever someone tried to intimidate him.)
history part2:
Pyron grew up within quite alot of devistation, he lived in a street where lots of fires and crimes had occured, his family fled their house after a break in when pyron was only five and bought another house, the street they now lived in was much more safe. as Pyron got older he was beginning to obsess over the aspect of fire, he had an increasing want to see things burn, his parents forbid him from going near a lighter or anything that supplies fire, as Pyron became a teenager he started to dislike his parents more and more, looking down on them and staying out on late nights and wagging school, his parents grounded him and he threatened to destroy the house. He could sense his parents' fear of him. He grew to hate humans and see them as weak fools as his powers grew stronger. Now Pyron lives to kill the human race.
Full Name: Jae Wilson
Nicknames: none
Codename: Pyron
Age:18
DOB: 6th June 1988
Origins: New York
Orientation: Straight
Blood Type: B+
Hair: brown with dark red spikes at the front.
Eyes: orange/brown
Height: 6ft
Physical Affects of Mutation?: no
Personality: He gets angry easlily and can be extremely sarcastic, often getting himself in trouble, he is ignorant and hates most people that are greater then him. He often intimidates those of lower rank and enjoys picking fights with humans and laughing in their faces when they see his powers.
Appearance: www.icicom.up.pt/blog/take2/pyro.jpg (differs quite a bit from this pic but is somewhat accurate.
Clothing Style: baggy Black, red or grey shirt and pants, he often wears a plain grey jacket.
::Battle Uniform::
Color: Black or grey, dirty/blood red.
Style: Baggy, his jeans are torn at the knees and ragged at the bottoms.
Patterns/Markings: orange symbols lining the bottom of the shirt
Boots and/or Gloves?: N/A
Relations: none (all descesed due to when Pyron's powers surged out of control when he first discovered them)
Weaknesses: massive volumes of water/ice.
Powers: Fire Manipulation (Pyron can aquire flames where ever they are, be it on the tv or if he can only hear them, though he prefers having lighters/matches with him.)
Affiliation: Acolytes/Brotherhood
Skills: Being stealthy, pickpocketing, lying, being sarcastic, interrogating etc.
Historical incident where Pyron discovered his powers:
*3 years ago*
He sat in front of the fireplace, watching the flames, his eyes burning frm the heat, it was a cold winter night, there had been a power cut at 12:00am when he was watching tv, so he had lit the fire and was waiting until the power came back on, his parents were asleep. Jae sighed and shuffled closer to the fire, he opened the door and watched sparks of burning wood fly out of the fireplace and onto the stone hearth. Jae raised his hands to the fire's edge, he saw the flames lean toward his hands, Jae stared hard at the flames, suddenly with a small boom they raced from the wood and engulfed Jae's hands, Jae let out a yell and jumped to his feet, shaking his hands, jets of fire flew at the walls and exploded, making plaster and wood fly everywhere, Jae couldn't get the fire off his hands, he calmed himself down and found that the fire wasn't burning him, he looked at the now burning walls of the living room. Jae's head snapped up to the ceiling as the fire alarms began wailing, Jae's parents raced out of their rooms, wide-eyed and terrified, Jae's mother screamed as part of the roof collapsed beside her, crushing her husband, she saw the fire on Jae's hands,
"Jae!" she screamed, she rushed to Jae and tried to put the fire out on his hands,
'No!' jae shouted over the crackling of the fire, 'it isn't burning me, idiot!' he pushed away from his mother and held his hands out to the flame-engulfed walls, he slowly began closing his hands into fists, the fire hissing as it was reduced to the smallest flame, then black embers on the ground. His mother looked at him in shock and horror. The sirens coming from outside snapped Jae's mother out of her trance and she raced outside.
*later that day*
'What are-' Jae's mother started,
'I am a mutant, obviously' Jae said, fiddling with a lighter he had aquired from a store.
'Jae, you aren't-' Jae's mother was cut off.
'Yes, i am, and i am glad, at least now i have an excuse to leave this place, and school' Jae said, He stood up and headed out the door,
'Don't try to send people after me, cause something might happen to them.' Jae said. he closed the door behind him.
"Just to make sure you don't send people to hunt me down." Jae thought, he flicked the lighter, a small flame appeared, he whisked his hand over it and the flames caught onto his fingertips then his palm, he sent the jet of fire toward his old house with his mother inside it, the house exploded as soon as the flames touched it, his "mother" was definately dead, probably incinetated by the heat. Jae turned and began walking calmly down the street, he knew where he was going,
'Here I come, Magneto' Jae muttered.
"My name is now Pyron" jae thought, "Learn that name well, world."
(after Pyron had left his home and found the brotherhood, he successfully gained respect from other mutants by showing off his power whenever someone tried to intimidate him.)
history part2:
Pyron grew up within quite alot of devistation, he lived in a street where lots of fires and crimes had occured, his family fled their house after a break in when pyron was only five and bought another house, the street they now lived in was much more safe. as Pyron got older he was beginning to obsess over the aspect of fire, he had an increasing want to see things burn, his parents forbid him from going near a lighter or anything that supplies fire, as Pyron became a teenager he started to dislike his parents more and more, looking down on them and staying out on late nights and wagging school, his parents grounded him and he threatened to destroy the house. He could sense his parents' fear of him. He grew to hate humans and see them as weak fools as his powers grew stronger. Now Pyron lives to kill the human race.
