Post by lionel on May 15, 2018 15:05:06 GMT -5
LIONEL CHADWICK THEOBALD
CODENAME: NICK FURY
| AGE | GENDER | ALLEGIANCE | OCCUPATION |
| SEVENTEEN | MALE | VIGILANTE |
APPEARANCE
Lionel's hair is bright red. Fire-Engine Red. Candy Apple Red. It's not an inconspicuous color. Which makes it perfect for it to be his civilian hair color...but for his superhero gig, he has to do something about it. Usually a hood or a hat. Hey, you got a better idea?
He wears glasses. Unfortunately, he actually needs them. Fortunately, he does have contacts that he can use when he needs to wear his superhero mask. He doesn't wear them normally because...well, they're hard to put in. And it lets him wear the glasses in his civilian disguise. He's known around school as the headphone kid, because he always has his headphones around his neck. Once in a while he even has them plugged into something that'll play music.
Lionel is about 5'8 and weighs about 119lbs, which puts him just under average. He's skinny and a bit awkward in his teen phase, but all of that goes away when he suits up at night. He always feels more confident in his super hero suit. Oh, and he's also super pale. Like glow in the dark pale. Nothing like being a skinny nerdy glow in the dark redhead to turn all of the girls in the school off of the idea of lowering their popularity points to even be your friend, right?
Luckily, he has friends. Really. Who needs girls when one or two really good friends are so much better?
He wears glasses. Unfortunately, he actually needs them. Fortunately, he does have contacts that he can use when he needs to wear his superhero mask. He doesn't wear them normally because...well, they're hard to put in. And it lets him wear the glasses in his civilian disguise. He's known around school as the headphone kid, because he always has his headphones around his neck. Once in a while he even has them plugged into something that'll play music.
Lionel is about 5'8 and weighs about 119lbs, which puts him just under average. He's skinny and a bit awkward in his teen phase, but all of that goes away when he suits up at night. He always feels more confident in his super hero suit. Oh, and he's also super pale. Like glow in the dark pale. Nothing like being a skinny nerdy glow in the dark redhead to turn all of the girls in the school off of the idea of lowering their popularity points to even be your friend, right?
Luckily, he has friends. Really. Who needs girls when one or two really good friends are so much better?
PERSONALITY
| POSITIVE - HONORABLE - NOBLE - FRIENDLY - AFFECTIONATE - HONEST NEGATIVE - DISILLUSIONED - INTROVERTED - SELF-DEPRECATING - DELUSIONAL - BAD LIAR | Lionel is extremely quiet and introverted, especially in social settings like school where the popular crew is everything he isn’t: sporty, trendy, good-looking, cool, etc. He’s not exactly the type to want to stand out in a crowd. Which makes it all the harder to have flaming red hair that catches people’s eyes. With his friends and people who are friendly to him, Lionel is friendly and affectionate. He’s noble and honorable to a fault...he’ll always tell the truth even if it doesn’t do him any favors to do so. And he always, always does what he feels is right, no matter what the cost. Unfortunately, that tends to make him a bit of a bad liar...and as a superhero, he needs to be a good liar. Really, it’s a miracle his best friends haven’t already figured it out yet. Lionel’s also extremely disillusioned toward the political landscape of Anrui. He’s seen Plasma take so many lives, and it seems that the Resistance does just as much damage with just as little care. After all, they’re bombing hospitals and event centers full of innocent people! Lionel’s honorable nature finds it really, really hard for him to imagine supporting the Resistance after all of the lives they’ve callously taken. Despite this disillusionment toward the state of the region, Lionel might be considered a tad delusional. After all...he wears tights and a cape and runs around at night in a mask |
BACKGROUND
Lionel’s story began about a year before his birth, when his mother met a guy. Being young and particularly dumb, although he hates to admit to exactly how dumb she was, because what kind of a statement does that make about his intelligence? she moved in with the guy within a week or two. Three months later, she was pregnant and he bailed and dumped a lease, an electric bill, and the baby all on her.
She worked her ass off, got the apartment sub-leased, and moved in with her sister through her pregnancy. Afterwards, she tried to make a go of it, but when her young son was 4, she met another guy.Because she wasn’t smart enough to learn from the first time. Lionel ended up at his Aunt May’s, and his mother never looked back despite the promises to pick him up when she and her new man found a place. For years - until he was eleven and the word came to his aunt that his mother was found dead in a ditch somewhere - Lionel waited for his mother to make good on that promise.
Aunt May never acted resentful or angry that Lionel had been dumped on her. In fact, she was always gracious and for all intents and purposes treated teeny Lionel like he was her own. She and her husband had never had children of their own, and since his uncle died only a year after his mother, they never would have children of their own. As a result, although Lionel has always missed the idea of his mother, he’s never felt the lack of her presence. He checked the mail for letters from her because she always promised that she would come back for him in them, but the truth is that the little boy he was wouldn’t have known what to do with himself if she’d ever actually followed through on these promises.
As far as Lionel knows, his Aunt May has never said anything bad about his mother in his presence. He’s heard her yelling at his mom on the phone, though. ”Jennifer, your son expects you to visit this weekend. You’re letting him down again!” Even as a young boy, Lionel knew that he didn’t want to hear what his mother’s answer was, because it would break his heart and let him know for sure that she didn’t want him.
Lionel’s Aunt May always treated him like her own, doing what she can to assure him that he is wanted and loved. So has his uncle Grayson. While May has always been available for homework help, Grayson made sure that Lionel was taken to a dojo and learned MMA as soon as he found out Lionel was being bullied in school. He made sure to instill his codes of honor and nobility into Lionel, as if Lionel was his own son. Lionel learned to only fight if there was no other choice, that with every bit of privilege came responsibility, and how to save money and when to spend it.
After his uncle’s death, it was just Lionel and his aunt. She had her husband’s pension, which meant that she didn’t need to take on extra shifts to make ends meet, and Lionel did what he could to make things easier for her by being quiet and not getting in trouble at school...coming straight home afterwards to do his homework...never going anywhere when friends asked if he could come over, never asking for anything he knew she couldn’t give him. In fact, until he reached high school Lionel didn’t have any friends. When he reached high school, he finally met up with other like-minded people and started hanging out with them.
May offered him a bit more freedom when he asked, so he started spending time outside of school with his friends, although compared to some of his very few friends he was still extremely well-mannered, never missing curfew or spending time in places where he knew May wouldn’t approve.
It wasn’t until he was sixteen and his curfew was stretched from 7 to 10 that the idea of being a superhero struck Lionel. After all, wasn’t his life exactly like Peter Parker’s right down to the dead mom and Aunt May? Surely he was meant for great things! So instead of telling his friends that his curfew had been extended, Lionel continued to act like his curfew was 7 and he had to be home by then...and instead of going home, he’d put in his contacts, put on his superhero costume, and go out to try to save the streets from crime!
Now he’s been at it for a year, and an idea hit him. What if he became a pokemon trainer and disguised his pokemon and used them to help him fight crime? His aunt wouldn’t object to him adopting a pokemon, he was sure of it. She worked for Plasma, so she could get a license that the family pet would be exempted from the no-Pokemon rule. Maybe she could even get a license for a full team, but he kind of doubted she had that much clout. Still, even one pokemon would be a great help! It could watch his back...be kind of a side-kick!
Lionel didn’t see any harm in asking, since he tried to ask for very little. His aunt agreed to have the Pokemon licensed through her so that they’d be legal, and once she’d turned in the paperwork that would allow her to own Pokemon, to Lionel’s great surprise, she took him with her to pick out the pokemon that would be their family pet.
...and that’s how he ended up in Antoinette’s office, sweating profusely and praying that she wouldn’t put two and two together and realize that the masked vigilante who was beating up grunts who were picking on citizens was...well...him.
She worked her ass off, got the apartment sub-leased, and moved in with her sister through her pregnancy. Afterwards, she tried to make a go of it, but when her young son was 4, she met another guy.
Aunt May never acted resentful or angry that Lionel had been dumped on her. In fact, she was always gracious and for all intents and purposes treated teeny Lionel like he was her own. She and her husband had never had children of their own, and since his uncle died only a year after his mother, they never would have children of their own. As a result, although Lionel has always missed the idea of his mother, he’s never felt the lack of her presence. He checked the mail for letters from her because she always promised that she would come back for him in them, but the truth is that the little boy he was wouldn’t have known what to do with himself if she’d ever actually followed through on these promises.
As far as Lionel knows, his Aunt May has never said anything bad about his mother in his presence. He’s heard her yelling at his mom on the phone, though. ”Jennifer, your son expects you to visit this weekend. You’re letting him down again!” Even as a young boy, Lionel knew that he didn’t want to hear what his mother’s answer was, because it would break his heart and let him know for sure that she didn’t want him.
Lionel’s Aunt May always treated him like her own, doing what she can to assure him that he is wanted and loved. So has his uncle Grayson. While May has always been available for homework help, Grayson made sure that Lionel was taken to a dojo and learned MMA as soon as he found out Lionel was being bullied in school. He made sure to instill his codes of honor and nobility into Lionel, as if Lionel was his own son. Lionel learned to only fight if there was no other choice, that with every bit of privilege came responsibility, and how to save money and when to spend it.
After his uncle’s death, it was just Lionel and his aunt. She had her husband’s pension, which meant that she didn’t need to take on extra shifts to make ends meet, and Lionel did what he could to make things easier for her by being quiet and not getting in trouble at school...coming straight home afterwards to do his homework...never going anywhere when friends asked if he could come over, never asking for anything he knew she couldn’t give him. In fact, until he reached high school Lionel didn’t have any friends. When he reached high school, he finally met up with other like-minded people and started hanging out with them.
May offered him a bit more freedom when he asked, so he started spending time outside of school with his friends, although compared to some of his very few friends he was still extremely well-mannered, never missing curfew or spending time in places where he knew May wouldn’t approve.
It wasn’t until he was sixteen and his curfew was stretched from 7 to 10 that the idea of being a superhero struck Lionel. After all, wasn’t his life exactly like Peter Parker’s right down to the dead mom and Aunt May? Surely he was meant for great things! So instead of telling his friends that his curfew had been extended, Lionel continued to act like his curfew was 7 and he had to be home by then...and instead of going home, he’d put in his contacts, put on his superhero costume, and go out to try to save the streets from crime!
Now he’s been at it for a year, and an idea hit him. What if he became a pokemon trainer and disguised his pokemon and used them to help him fight crime? His aunt wouldn’t object to him adopting a pokemon, he was sure of it. She worked for Plasma, so she could get a license that the family pet would be exempted from the no-Pokemon rule. Maybe she could even get a license for a full team, but he kind of doubted she had that much clout. Still, even one pokemon would be a great help! It could watch his back...be kind of a side-kick!
Lionel didn’t see any harm in asking, since he tried to ask for very little. His aunt agreed to have the Pokemon licensed through her so that they’d be legal, and once she’d turned in the paperwork that would allow her to own Pokemon, to Lionel’s great surprise, she took him with her to pick out the pokemon that would be their family pet.
...and that’s how he ended up in Antoinette’s office, sweating profusely and praying that she wouldn’t put two and two together and realize that the masked vigilante who was beating up grunts who were picking on citizens was...well...him.
MISCELLANEOUS
| OOC NAME | FACECLAIM |
| Elf | [b]MYSTIC MESSENGER[/b] - saeyoung, [i]lionel theobald[/i] |
