APP;; Nick Gant [farshoves]
Name: Sammo
Journal: fribbled
Email: liberalkitten@gmail.com
AIM: recumbence
Plurk: pistachioed
Any current characters here?: Nooooooooooope.
Character Name: Nick Gant
Age: 24
Fandom: Push
Timeline: Post-film! Because Nick is slightly more together after Cassie boots him in the butt a few times, and he's more inclined to be social and everything. ...Not by that much more, but it counts. Really.
Appearance:
Nick, more often than not, looks like shit. He has this on great authority (thanks, Cassie). He's an even six feet tall, between 180 and 200 pounds, with some muscle even though he doesn't much work out. It's mostly cardio. Anyway. He's very stubbly, and mostly wears ratty sorts of jeans and long-sleeved shirts over undershirts, tee-style. Also for a good portion of the time he looks hella beat up because Nick fails at picking the right battles and as a result? Gets the shit kicked out of him on a regular basis.
History:
Too lazy to fun up his history with a legit word-up.
Personality/Psychology:
Nick's life has primarily been defined by the 'flight' option of 'fight or flight' instinct. He's spent his whole life on the run from Division, first with his dad, and then on his own, and for all that time? His priority has been to stay under the radar and a step ahead of the government that wants to turn him into a SUPER SOLDIER no wait that's the wrong movie weapon. Paranoid? You bet your butt. Every day that he stays ahead of Division sniffs and watchers is a good day, and he doesn't much look ahead of that. There's no long-term planning going on with Nicky boy here - farthest he gets is 'oh hey, rent's due next week' but that's only in relation to starting to duck his landlord since he's not exactly financially stacked. Years on the go have made him really good at living on the barest of bare necessities, skipping notice, slipping through nets, all that covert ops stuff. Except not.
However, the flip side to this is that Nick has pretty much no other idea how to deal with a problem except ditching and hoping whatever the problem is doesn't catch his trail. He doesn't make that many friends since those tie you down, and relationships are even fewer and farther between. Another result of his running is that his education's pretty spotty - he didn't get that much schooling in between runs, and he's never been big for reading on his own. Common sense he has (...for the most part, kind of) out the wazoo, but legit knowledge? Noooooot so much.
On the surface, he comes off as your typical scruffy, ne'er-do-well, what-the-fuck-ever, snarkily blase kind of guy that doesn't give two shits about anything. And to an extent, he is that guy. He looks out for number one first and foremost because hey. If that doesn't happen, if he gets fucked up? That's the ball game. Never mind looking to help out anybody else a) ties you down and he doesn't need that junk, and b) makes you stick out in people's memories and he definitely doesn't want that junk. So all this junk is just unnecessary an y'know. Whatever. He gets to know his bare network of support, you know, just in case he needs some work done, but other than that. He is footloose and fancy-free, pals.
Except that underneath that crusty exterior beats the heart of a true and faithful woobie. Seriously. After meeting Cassie, he spends a good ten minutes trying to tell her to go away and leave him alone, damn it. But the second danger comes along, he swings into inadvertent Big Damn Hero mode, shoving her away to safety while the bad guys nearly kill him. It's seen even more after they find Kira and they all form their unlikely group to take down Division. However awkward and unsure he is about it, the entire group turns to him to lead, and he stops running and steps up. He even proves he's not a total dumbass in his plan to make sure everybody gets what they want without getting dead or putting the drug in Division's grabby hands. It's something that both Cassie and her mother saw in him from the start, and they're not wrong. He's set up to corral all the various psychics to end their persecution at the hands of various governments (and he would have if there'd been a sequel, but who's bitter about this sort of thing - not me, I can assure you of that).
The biggest person in Nick's life was his father, and his death had a huge effect on the kid. You hear your dad getting offed down the hall at any age and it's gonna screw with you some, and indeed it does in Nick's case. His father was the only constant thing in his life, the only family he had, the one protecting Nick and keeping him from growing up as a lab rat. Losing him like that, and so violently, left him with a deep-seated guilt and fear: guilt in feeling that he abandoned his father even as his father telekinetic'd him through a vent and away to safety; and fear of being abandoned himself. He was only fourteen when it happened, and without his dad, he was completely alone in the world. Which, needless to say, pretty much sucked. This guilt/fear combo complex leads him to be even MORE stupidly heroic when people he knows are set up to be snatched by Division, even as he's full aware that he can't afford friends. But he can't stand to think that he's letting someone get got and pulled into those sterile white labs to be poked and prodded and put into really snazzy suits, because if he starts acting like that, he'll be the only non-federal psychic in the world without even these vague, pseudo-friends he's managed to keep tabs on.
He's also got a ridiculous gambling addiction. It's a problem. Seriously.
Abilities:
The long, technical version (as pirated from Wikipedia) is "[m]overs are powerful telekinetics who are trained to identify the specific atomic frequency of a given material and alter the gravitational field around it, usually causing the nearby air to appear warped. This allows them to move both animate and inanimate objects. Advanced Movers can work at the molecular level, creating protective force fields in the air around them or to reinforce punches and other strikes to make them stronger."
The short version is "telekinetic with rainbow special effects". No, really. Rainbows. That's canon, not icon texture.
Jedi Translation:
Well, since Nick is a canon telekinetic I guess it would translate to... Telekinesis. I KNOW, I KNOW, IT'S A HECK OF A JUMP, STAY WITH ME HERE. And with that comes all the applications of Jedi telekinesis.
Weaknesses:
He's still a squishy human worm thing with a hell of a gambling problem. And while Nick has the potential to be as powerful as all his abilities blurb suggests, since he's a second generation mover, for the most part he... Does not practice his powers. At all. So he is super lame at it. Herp derp. The few times that his power does spike to what it could be, are few and far between, and he spends too long derping at the fact he hasn't screwed up to really get any momentum going. Said momentum usually gets derailed by a fist in his face.
Sect: Civilian. He may be strong in the Force, but like hell he's gonna go fight anybody else's war, screw you.
Job: GAMBLING!!! It's.... Sadly the only real skill he has.
First Person Sample:
[Hey kids! It's Mark Hamill!!! Chris Evans, looking mighty fine and shirtless for the datapad camera. Unfortunately, he also looks pretty scruffy and mildly pissed off.]
Okay - this is seriously messed up. Whoever decided it'd be fun to roofie me up and dump me wherever the hell this is needs to own up right now. [Pause, and a long-suffering sigh.] Preferably with some pants.
[If this is Cassie's idea of a prank, he's going to punt her. ...Or not. Gdi. Where is she anyway?] Look, anybody on this thing seen a kid around? She's pretty short, looks like she woke up on the wrong side the bed after losing a bet with her colorblind hairdresser. If you know her, just. Give her some chicken and tell me where she is and I'll pick her up.
Third Person Sample:
So here's a link. Damn, that is a fine link you might be thinking.
Notes: OH YEAH CAN HAS ROOMING WITH farsees THE MATCHING USERNAMES DEMANDS IT i also say please because i was brought up right and not in a barn c:
Journal: fribbled
Email: liberalkitten@gmail.com
AIM: recumbence
Plurk: pistachioed
Any current characters here?: Nooooooooooope.
Character Name: Nick Gant
Age: 24
Fandom: Push
Timeline: Post-film! Because Nick is slightly more together after Cassie boots him in the butt a few times, and he's more inclined to be social and everything. ...Not by that much more, but it counts. Really.
Appearance:
Nick, more often than not, looks like shit. He has this on great authority (thanks, Cassie). He's an even six feet tall, between 180 and 200 pounds, with some muscle even though he doesn't much work out. It's mostly cardio. Anyway. He's very stubbly, and mostly wears ratty sorts of jeans and long-sleeved shirts over undershirts, tee-style. Also for a good portion of the time he looks hella beat up because Nick fails at picking the right battles and as a result? Gets the shit kicked out of him on a regular basis.
History:
Too lazy to fun up his history with a legit word-up.
Personality/Psychology:
Nick's life has primarily been defined by the 'flight' option of 'fight or flight' instinct. He's spent his whole life on the run from Division, first with his dad, and then on his own, and for all that time? His priority has been to stay under the radar and a step ahead of the government that wants to turn him into a SUPER SOLDIER no wait that's the wrong movie weapon. Paranoid? You bet your butt. Every day that he stays ahead of Division sniffs and watchers is a good day, and he doesn't much look ahead of that. There's no long-term planning going on with Nicky boy here - farthest he gets is 'oh hey, rent's due next week' but that's only in relation to starting to duck his landlord since he's not exactly financially stacked. Years on the go have made him really good at living on the barest of bare necessities, skipping notice, slipping through nets, all that covert ops stuff. Except not.
However, the flip side to this is that Nick has pretty much no other idea how to deal with a problem except ditching and hoping whatever the problem is doesn't catch his trail. He doesn't make that many friends since those tie you down, and relationships are even fewer and farther between. Another result of his running is that his education's pretty spotty - he didn't get that much schooling in between runs, and he's never been big for reading on his own. Common sense he has (...for the most part, kind of) out the wazoo, but legit knowledge? Noooooot so much.
On the surface, he comes off as your typical scruffy, ne'er-do-well, what-the-fuck-ever, snarkily blase kind of guy that doesn't give two shits about anything. And to an extent, he is that guy. He looks out for number one first and foremost because hey. If that doesn't happen, if he gets fucked up? That's the ball game. Never mind looking to help out anybody else a) ties you down and he doesn't need that junk, and b) makes you stick out in people's memories and he definitely doesn't want that junk. So all this junk is just unnecessary an y'know. Whatever. He gets to know his bare network of support, you know, just in case he needs some work done, but other than that. He is footloose and fancy-free, pals.
Except that underneath that crusty exterior beats the heart of a true and faithful woobie. Seriously. After meeting Cassie, he spends a good ten minutes trying to tell her to go away and leave him alone, damn it. But the second danger comes along, he swings into inadvertent Big Damn Hero mode, shoving her away to safety while the bad guys nearly kill him. It's seen even more after they find Kira and they all form their unlikely group to take down Division. However awkward and unsure he is about it, the entire group turns to him to lead, and he stops running and steps up. He even proves he's not a total dumbass in his plan to make sure everybody gets what they want without getting dead or putting the drug in Division's grabby hands. It's something that both Cassie and her mother saw in him from the start, and they're not wrong. He's set up to corral all the various psychics to end their persecution at the hands of various governments (and he would have if there'd been a sequel, but who's bitter about this sort of thing - not me, I can assure you of that).
The biggest person in Nick's life was his father, and his death had a huge effect on the kid. You hear your dad getting offed down the hall at any age and it's gonna screw with you some, and indeed it does in Nick's case. His father was the only constant thing in his life, the only family he had, the one protecting Nick and keeping him from growing up as a lab rat. Losing him like that, and so violently, left him with a deep-seated guilt and fear: guilt in feeling that he abandoned his father even as his father telekinetic'd him through a vent and away to safety; and fear of being abandoned himself. He was only fourteen when it happened, and without his dad, he was completely alone in the world. Which, needless to say, pretty much sucked. This guilt/fear combo complex leads him to be even MORE stupidly heroic when people he knows are set up to be snatched by Division, even as he's full aware that he can't afford friends. But he can't stand to think that he's letting someone get got and pulled into those sterile white labs to be poked and prodded and put into really snazzy suits, because if he starts acting like that, he'll be the only non-federal psychic in the world without even these vague, pseudo-friends he's managed to keep tabs on.
He's also got a ridiculous gambling addiction. It's a problem. Seriously.
Abilities:
The long, technical version (as pirated from Wikipedia) is "[m]overs are powerful telekinetics who are trained to identify the specific atomic frequency of a given material and alter the gravitational field around it, usually causing the nearby air to appear warped. This allows them to move both animate and inanimate objects. Advanced Movers can work at the molecular level, creating protective force fields in the air around them or to reinforce punches and other strikes to make them stronger."
The short version is "telekinetic with rainbow special effects". No, really. Rainbows. That's canon, not icon texture.
Jedi Translation:
Well, since Nick is a canon telekinetic I guess it would translate to... Telekinesis. I KNOW, I KNOW, IT'S A HECK OF A JUMP, STAY WITH ME HERE. And with that comes all the applications of Jedi telekinesis.
Weaknesses:
He's still a squishy human worm thing with a hell of a gambling problem. And while Nick has the potential to be as powerful as all his abilities blurb suggests, since he's a second generation mover, for the most part he... Does not practice his powers. At all. So he is super lame at it. Herp derp. The few times that his power does spike to what it could be, are few and far between, and he spends too long derping at the fact he hasn't screwed up to really get any momentum going. Said momentum usually gets derailed by a fist in his face.
Sect: Civilian. He may be strong in the Force, but like hell he's gonna go fight anybody else's war, screw you.
Job: GAMBLING!!! It's.... Sadly the only real skill he has.
First Person Sample:
[Hey kids! It's Mark Hamill!!! Chris Evans, looking mighty fine and shirtless for the datapad camera. Unfortunately, he also looks pretty scruffy and mildly pissed off.]
Okay - this is seriously messed up. Whoever decided it'd be fun to roofie me up and dump me wherever the hell this is needs to own up right now. [Pause, and a long-suffering sigh.] Preferably with some pants.
[If this is Cassie's idea of a prank, he's going to punt her. ...Or not. Gdi. Where is she anyway?] Look, anybody on this thing seen a kid around? She's pretty short, looks like she woke up on the wrong side the bed after losing a bet with her colorblind hairdresser. If you know her, just. Give her some chicken and tell me where she is and I'll pick her up.
Third Person Sample:
So here's a link. Damn, that is a fine link you might be thinking.
Notes: OH YEAH CAN HAS ROOMING WITH farsees THE MATCHING USERNAMES DEMANDS IT i also say please because i was brought up right and not in a barn c: