Post by Curtis Kane on Sept 30, 2009 20:19:26 GMT -5
Curtis James Kane
Mutant Name: Bones- Due to his manipulation of his bone structure and the marrow inside of it, he has been labeled bones by those who have seen his power.
Age: He was born on April 12th 1993. Due to the fact that he is still in puberty he doesn't have complete control over his powers. They hurt him more than they help him ripping apart his muscle and skin. It is assumed that eventually he'll be able to control it to where his emotions don't effect it as much and that he'll stop wounding himself when his bones exit his skin.
Height: 6'1
Eye Color: Dark Brown
Physical Appearance: Curtis is well built. Spending at least tow years visiting the gym he has at least thirty pounds of muscle built. He is usually seen in a white V neck and some black jeans. He has a tattoo on his right arm of a White raven.
Celebrity Face Claim: Taylor Lautner
Strengths: (Four to six)
- Is strong due to his workouts.
- Was trained in Martial arts.
- He can drive without crashing at over 100 MPH.
- Likes to read thus giving him a decent vocabulary
- He is a good negotiator.
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Weaknesses: (Equal or greater number than your strength)
- His power hurts him more than it helps him as of recently.
- He has a temper.
- Refuses to hurt women and children and can easily have his intentions changed if children are involved.
- Is afraid of roaches and spiders
- Is emotionally insecure due his parents death.
- Doesn't really know how to relate to others well.
Random Abilities: (Cooking, cleaning, all that crap. At least six, do not list your mutation here)
- He knows basic nursing techniques
- He can be in a kitchen and cook without lighting a fire unintentionally.
- He's good with his hands thus helping him fix his car and other things that might need repair.
- Can play guitar decently.
- Knows how to patch up clothes to a basic extent
- Knows how to use firearms.
History: These last two years have been hard for Curtis. Before he hit the age of fourteen, he had a normal life. A lawyer dad, a stay home mom and he got all the attention. Being an only child worked out like that for you. So on his 14th birthday all that began to change. He felt weird. Cuts began appearing on his arms but he didn't know where they came from. His parents were concerns and knew he was hiding something. I mean who wears a hoodie in south Florida in the middle of July? So his parents confronted him about this. Curtis refused to tell them anything which madethem angry. They began screaming as Curtis began shaking trying to keep this strange feeling under control. As the yelling increased when he didn't reply, Curtis suddenly screamed. Not out of rage or frustration.
Out flew the bones. Completely rockets out of his skin blood flowing from the punctures they created. His parents were suddenly silent. The punctured male looked at them to see them with bones riddled in the once alive bodies. The room itself was covered as well but Curtis didn't look around. Instantly tears welled up in his eyes. Pushing his way to the bathroom wincing every few steps, he began putting band-aids over the small holes.
No one would understand. They'd say he'd killed them out of hate. He'd be executed on Death row.
No... Curtis wasn't ready to die. Quickly running into his room he pulled his school jansport off his bed before dumping the contents out. Shoving a pair of gym shorts and jeans in it before shoving a hoodie and two tee shirts after it. Then he grabbed his little messenger bag before moving into the bathroom again. Pushing both medical and beauty products into the bag before he zipped it. Then rushing downstairs he pulled the keys to his dads sleek black Volvo off the key ring. He glanced back to the bodies on the floor his lips moving to say a goodbye though no words came out.
Curtis flew out the door locking it before he went to the car port. Entering the car he pulled out before he'd blinked. He was glad his dad had left his briefcase in the car. Money would be in it at least. As the sun went down in the west, Curtis headed North East leaving his old life behind only to start his new one as a run-a-way.
Mutation: Bone structure manipulation. Curtis can will the marrow in his bones to quickly form new bones that he is able to push out of his body. Though Marrow generates fast enough to do that, his muscle, blood, and skin do not (yet at least.) Therefore when the bones exit he often is wounded severely depending on the size of the bone that leaves. It is assumed that eventually Curtis will be able to completely heal himself because of that fact that when a bone in him breaks it heals rather quickly, but this is uncertain. If this technique does not show up soon there is a possibility that Curtis might one day pierce something vital or lose to much blood. Curtis can also removed already placed bones from his body but he doesn't like to do so. It takes about five minutes to replace his finger bones if he exits those so he prefers to create them first and let them his body if he uses his ability.
Mutation Key: --admin edit--
Report of Mutant Capture:
A Native American boy sighed sitting in a McDonald's lightly sipping his sprite a half eaten Big Mac in his hand. He looked around slowly examining faces and making sure no one was staring at him. He lightly rubbed is forearm that had a large bandage on it. Taking another bite of the burger he lightly placed it on the paper that also had his fries poured out on it. Lightly he ran a hand through his hair closing his eyes tiredly wondering if anyone would notice if he fell asleep in his booth. Probably wasn't a good idea. They might call the paramedics or something thinking he had a heart attack.
After all it was McDonald's.
Lightly Curtis lifted the burger again and quickly finished it before devouring his fries. He quickly stood up pulling the hood of his black hoodie over his head. He dumped the tray into the trash before walking outside. He shoved his hands into his pockets noting that it was colder in Orlando this time of year. He quickly got into his car before locking the doors. Pushing the key into the ignition he twisted it only to be greeted by a click. He tried it several more times before he shook his head letting it fall back into the head rest. Thats when his eyes caught something in the rear view mirror. Two men in black suits looking at him through the window in the back of his car from the entrance of the fast food chain. Quickly Curtis grabbed his jansport before stepping out of the car. He glanced at them as they took a step forward.
Pushing his way though a bush the boy briskly began walking glancing at them men following him every now and then. As they reached the bushes pushing through the same way he had, Curtis began running. He didn't need any more evidence that they were after him. Darting into traffic he weaved in between he moving cars. The black suited men were not far behind. As he reached the other sidewalk he turned to look at them. The boy was distressed to find they were almost caught up to him. He began running again intending to escape. As he ran he felt his fear rising. No! Control it! Control it! his thoughts screamed as he ran. But he couldn't...
The boy screamed a bone spike protruded from his shoulder out of his hoodie. That was all the evidence the black suited men needed now. Curtis looked over his shoulder in time to see one of them draw a gun.
Then he was on the ground screaming again as a bone ripped through his thigh. He looked up to see the men hovering over him.
" Got you Curtis... " the taller of the two said before he brought the butt of the gun down...
