Character Bios Ad Nauseum.
[Hi! This is so totally my first LJ RP. I sound like an airhead and like writing character profiles when I am asleep, woo.]
Name: Albert Phearson.
Gender: Male.
Age: 16.
Power: Psychometry. Can read the history of objects; the more somebody used something, the more he can know about them from it. And if an object was used to kill somebody, their personality is strongly imprinted--think like the ghosts in Voldemort's wand, only without all the sparkliness.
Physical Appearance: Fairly tall, thin more in an underdeveloped than in a genuinely skinny way, kinda wiry. Dark hair and eyes, very intense. (Okay, so I modelled the icon off of Joaquin Phoenix. He's talldarkandhandsome. So sue me.)
History: He hasn't been forthcoming about his early childhood yet, but he was a very quiet boy, so I gather it was the usual unremarkable bullying. Only child, certainly. And he's always had immense trouble reading people, after all. Some doctors wanted to slap an Asperger's label on him because of his inability to read social cues, and his nervous habit of touching everything in sight. But it was neither here nor there until he was thirteen and his father found out his mother was sleeping with another man, snapped, shot her with his father's revolver, and then painted his own brains on the bedroom wall. The police found Albert sitting with the gun clutched in both hands, dead-eyed from the shock of both his parents' entire lives--sexuality, the murder, everything--suddenly downloaded into his head. After he told them exactly what happened despite being in his own room at the time, the Coronal Research Foundation's ears perked up, and when he was released into the foster system, well...
He's been with the Brain Trust ever since. He wants them to teach him how to kill people so he can get to know them better. Have fun!
Oh, if you wondered after the LJ handle, he doesn't accept Albert as his real name. What his parents wanted to call him, sure, but it's not really him. He's on a constant inner quest for the real thing. It's one of the few romanticisms he allows himself.
Name: Albert Phearson.
Gender: Male.
Age: 16.
Power: Psychometry. Can read the history of objects; the more somebody used something, the more he can know about them from it. And if an object was used to kill somebody, their personality is strongly imprinted--think like the ghosts in Voldemort's wand, only without all the sparkliness.
Physical Appearance: Fairly tall, thin more in an underdeveloped than in a genuinely skinny way, kinda wiry. Dark hair and eyes, very intense. (Okay, so I modelled the icon off of Joaquin Phoenix. He's talldarkandhandsome. So sue me.)
History: He hasn't been forthcoming about his early childhood yet, but he was a very quiet boy, so I gather it was the usual unremarkable bullying. Only child, certainly. And he's always had immense trouble reading people, after all. Some doctors wanted to slap an Asperger's label on him because of his inability to read social cues, and his nervous habit of touching everything in sight. But it was neither here nor there until he was thirteen and his father found out his mother was sleeping with another man, snapped, shot her with his father's revolver, and then painted his own brains on the bedroom wall. The police found Albert sitting with the gun clutched in both hands, dead-eyed from the shock of both his parents' entire lives--sexuality, the murder, everything--suddenly downloaded into his head. After he told them exactly what happened despite being in his own room at the time, the Coronal Research Foundation's ears perked up, and when he was released into the foster system, well...
He's been with the Brain Trust ever since. He wants them to teach him how to kill people so he can get to know them better. Have fun!
Oh, if you wondered after the LJ handle, he doesn't accept Albert as his real name. What his parents wanted to call him, sure, but it's not really him. He's on a constant inner quest for the real thing. It's one of the few romanticisms he allows himself.