Jonathan Anthony "Sully" Sullivan

[Jon "Sully" Sullivan]

_{i n t r o d u c i n g . . .}

Jonathan Anthony Sullivan ///

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Full Name~ Jonathan Anthony Sullivan, prefers to go by Sully or Sullivan.
Gender~ Male
Age~ 32
Birthdate~ March 23, 1978 in Portland, Oregon
Location~ Atlanta, Georgia
Faction~ Heroes
Celebrity Claim~ Bruce Campbell
Play anyone else?~ None (used to play James Emmerich, but I'm gonna let him be inactive so I can play Alice later)

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_{m i n d . . .}

what's in my head?

/// SPECIAL ABILITY


Stochastic Stride/Serendipitous Walk – Sully has the ability to just be really, really lucky all the time. Well, at least while he’s moving. When in motion, a stochastic field of good luck envelops him and a small area around him that just makes everything go… well, right for him. If he were being shot at, the bullets would miss; if there were an explosion, he could walk out unscathed; if something were falling, it would miss; if he had to pick something up while running, he’d accomplish in glorious fashion.

The stochastic field surrounding him grows depending on the speed he is traveling. A walk or run keeps the field relatively close to his form, which traveling in a car allows for the field to expand. Therefore, the car itself also becomes encased in the stochastic field. The field cannot grow much larger than a medium sized truck or SUV, but all that are within the field at that time gain its effects.

Additionally, he can share this stochastic field with anyone touching him and moving with him. However, if the touch is broken between Sully and the other individuals, their stochastic fields immediately collapse and allow them to come into great danger.

Though his power is, scientifically speaking, called the “stochastic stride” or “serendipitous walk,” Sully prefers to call it simply “The Walk,” or “The Swagger” when he’s feeling particularly cheeky.


/// ABILITY LIMITS

SPOILER: Click to show

The key to his power is remaining in motion, even if it’s just a slow walk. Anything slower will weaken the stochastic field, and a dead stop will eventually result in the field’s collapse. After the field is erected around his form, he will have about ten seconds of completely safety after coming to a complete stop. After 15 seconds, near misses start becoming near hits (i.e. if someone were shooting at his chest, they’d hit him in one of his extremities; explosions/fire would start scorching clothes and singeing ), and 20 seconds results in the field’s total collapse and his complete vulnerability to the dangers of the surrounding environment.

Making Sully useless is as simple as restricting his movement in any way possible.

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/// PERSONALITY


Sully is a cool guy. Worse yet, he knows that he’s a cool guy. In fact, he’s kind of a jerk about it, pushing his coolness on everyone all the time. At least, what he thinks is coolness. He’s a little bit forward, kind of hot-headed, and really does love being the center of attention. He knows that he’s a good guy, and instead of being humble about it like most good guys would do, he goes around making sure that everyone knows that he’s a good guy.

Sully is incredibly laid back, chill, down to earth, and a bunch of other adjectives that describe his general demeanor. This is partly because he really has no reason to worry about anything, as he is extremely sociable and skilled at making friends, but also because his ataraxia does not allow him to worry about, well, pretty much anything. This is kind of a double edged sword, in that it does allow him an advantage in tense situation, it does make him seem a little awkward: I mean, who would really trust someone that’s completely calm when a building is falling down around them? This is not to say that Sully is devoid of emotion. He still feels the good kinds of emotions, and the angry kinds of emotions, just not really anything that causes a lingering anxiety about things.

Underneath of the jerky exterior, though, is a pretty nice guy. Apart from the fact that most of the time he’s tipsy from drinking too much (he likes the drink and doesn’t really worry about the ramifications of his drinking: who has time to worry about these things!?), he’s very easy to be around. He sometimes doesn’t tell the truth, but usually only to make himself sound cooler than he already is, or to extract information from someone if he needs it. He’s not one to lie maliciously. He usually acts goofy and carefree, giving him somewhat of a childish outlook on life.

When it comes to doing things, Sully is more of the act-fast-and-ask-questions-later type, preferring to jump into things head first without looking rather than spending a ton of time thinking about the danger involved. Besides, why would someone who is inexplicably lucky worry about the danger in something?

Likes~

• Hawaiian Shirts – When it comes to being comfortable, there aren’t too many things that are more comfortable than a loose, flowery shirt full of bright colors and thin fabric.
  
• Gummy Bears – Come one, seriously. Who doesn’t love gummy bears?
  
• Videogames – When to come to useless knowledge, Sully is an expert in this category. He’s been playing for as long as he can remember, and has no intention on stopping. Who cares if people think he’s immature? Whatever.
  
• Bacardi Superior Rum – Mmmmmm.
  
• Being a Good Guy – Sully gets a kick out of being the good guy, and will do his best to make sure everyone knows that he’s a good guy and that he loves doing it.
  
• Himself – For better or worse, Sully really likes himself.
  

Dislikes~

• Uncomfortable Shoes – As Sully tends to do a lot of walking (har har), he is very particular about the kinds of shoes he wears. Uncomfortable shoes just plain piss him off.
  
• People that Don’t Like Him – He can’t really understand why anyone wouldn’t like him. He’s just so rad.
  
• Melty Gummy Bears – You know when you leave gummy bears out in the sun, or on top of something really hot, and they get all sticky and gross and stuff? Yeah, Sully hates that.
  
• Music that he finds annoying – Sully has pretty picky tastes when it comes to… well, pretty much anything really, but especially music. If it annoys him, he won’t listen to it. And if he can’t not listen to it, then he’ll tell someone it sucks.
  
• Rational, Planned Action – Would someone that has the impossible occur all around him all the time really give any stock into rational thought? It’s not to say that he’s illogical, or even irrational for that matter, but thinking too far ahead just doesn’t sit right with Sully.
  

Strengths~

• High Alcohol Tolerance - Sully has been drinking so much that be barely gets drunk anymore...
  
• Physically Fit – It seems pretty logical to call his strength a strength. Uh, yeah. That makes sense. Anyways, Sully is a strong guy.
  
• Ataraxia – Though it is also a flaw, Sully’s ataraxia can enable him to endure circumstances and conditions that most others would crumble in.
  
• Extremely Sociable - Sully loves to talk, and he loves to talk a lot. Though he can seem somewhat abrasive, he is extremely talkative and will make friends with pretty much everyone. Unless he pisses them off, which does happen from time to time.
  
• Strong Will - To put it succinctly, Sully is a stubborn ass.
  

Weaknesses~

• Trying-not-to-be-an-Alcoholic - ... which tends to make him want to drink more because he doesn't get drunk as often.
  
• Gummy Bears - Sully will always save a gummy bear in need! ... with his mouth.
  
• Self-Involved - What can one say? Sully thinks he's a pretty rad dude. The bad part is that he is, and therefore others feed his ego.
  
• Ataraxia - Sully's ataraxia can sometimes make him seem like he doesn't give a shit about pretty much anything. Sure, he's sociable and whatnot, but he has a hard time really giving a shit when bad things are going down...
  
• Over-confident - ...but that doesn't mean he won't try to stop it just because he thinks that he can. I mean, come on: this is Jonathan-goddamn-Sullivan we're talking about here.
  

Skills~

• Brawling - Sully knows how to crack a skull or two.
  
• Jackassery - Sully can talk some serious shit, and does so on occasion.
  
• Boundless Alcohol Knowledge - Stemming from his seemingly innate desire to drink, Sully wanted to break the monotony of drinking the same thing over and over
  
• Vast Knowledge of B-Movies and Comics - You know, nerdy stuff.
  
• Jerry-rigging - It's probably not supposed to work that way, but it's working anyway.
  

Hobbies~

• Drinking - What? He likes to drink!
  
• Watching lots and lots movies and reading lots and lots of comics - A classic filler of downtime, Sully has watched and read so many that he frequently interjects nerd references into every day conversations.
  
• Walking around - Sully enjoys walking around, getting to know the people and the area in which he resides. He's content with walking most of the time, but he does enjoy the occasional jog or run.
  

Habits~

• Drinking - Seriously, he drinks a lot.
  
• Eating gummy bears in accordance with the progression of the color wheel - Starts at Green, and works his way clockwise to yellow, then orange, then red...
  
• Alphabetizing his movie and comics collection - He really hates it when someone puts a movie or comic back on the shelf in the wrong spot. COME ON, THERE'S A HOLE WHERE YOU TOOK THAT ONE OUT, WHY CAN'T YOU JUST PUT IT BACK, JESUS!
  

Flaws~

• Drinking - DON'T YOU GET IT, MAN!? HE HAS A PROBLEM!
  
• Ataraxia – Though it is also a strength, Sully’s ataraxia can sometimes make him seem arrogant, off-putting, or even just downright weird. I mean, who doesn’t worry when walking into a firefight? A crazy person, that’s who.
  
• Horrible Allergy to Shellfish - You really, really don't want to be in the same room as Sully after he's eaten anything from the sea. *pffffft*
  

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_{b o d y . . .}

caught in your sights . . .

Age~ 32
Celebrity Claim~ Bruce Campbell
Sexual Preference~ Sully prefers the ladies
Ethnicity~ Caucasian (does awesome count as an ethnicity?)
Hair~ Brown
Eyes~ Brown

/// APPEARANCE


Sully is built like a well-fortified structure. You know those missile silos the government built in the '60s? Yeah, like that, but in man form. Seriously, this guy could take a couple hits on the chin and keep on going (a fact that has little to do with the fact that his chin is more masculine that most other people). He knows these things too, and doesn't have much of a problem talking himself into a rough spot so he can prove that he's one hell of a dude.

Most people don't take him too seriously, and, in all honesty, he likes to mess around a lot anyways. Perhaps it's because of the way he dresses? Normally shrouded in a colorful Hawaiian shirt and loose-fitted jeans, he doesn't look like the kind of person that can kick some ass, but it is flashy and makes people notice him. He likes the attention. The shirts are his way of saying, "Hey, everyone! Look how awesome I am!" without having to stress his manly, manly voice.

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_{s p i r i t . . .}

this is where i come from . . .

Faction~ Heroes
Birthplace~ Portland, Oregon
Mother~ Jen Sullivan (nee Reynolds) (no ability)
Father~ Malcom "Mal" Sullivan (no ability)
Siblings~ None
Spouse~ None
Children~ Hell no.
Other Family~ Not that he knows of.

/// HISTORY


Sully was born in wonderfully smoggy and generally disgusting Portland, Oregon. As he grew up, he quickly nestled into the "cool kid" niche, being the one that thought he was the bee's knees and could do anything. Teachers and fellows students often described him as "cocky" and "arrogant," but no one could deny that he had a caring and giving side. He often backed up the kids being bullied because he simply thought it the right thing to do. Because of this, Sully developed a very clear idea of what is wrong and what is right. Because of this, he had a wide range of friends from all levels of the social hierarchy, and was generally well liked by the teachers (despite his arrogance and thinking-he's-the-epitome-of-awesome-ness).

At home, Sully kept to himself when he could. Though he shared many attributes with his father, Mal (including his cockiness), they never really saw eye to eye and often got into arguments. Jen, his mother, would often stand in the background and drink to drown out the yelling, contributing to Sully's eventual slip into alcoholism. Sully used comics and movies as a form of escapism, but kept it a secret from his parents out of fear of ridicule.

After graduating high school, Sully tried the whole college thing, but nothing really panned out for him. After transferring around for a little while, he decided that Atlanta was a good a place as any and finally settled down. He had ideas of becoming a cop for a while, even going as far as enlisting in the police academy. After a while, he just stopped showing up for classes and training, and was eventually removed from the program.

Sully turned to drinking to ease his pains, and quickly became a raging alcoholic. It was during his random and often hilarious ventures into the city after hours that he discovered his ability. He often narrowly avoided dangers when stumbling about. Cars either died before hitting him, or gangs seemed to look him over when looking for someone to beat the shit out of. Eventually, he decided to test out luckiness with a friend. A gunshot wound and a trip to the hospital later and Sully finally figured out that his power only worked while he was in motion.

After contacting a few experts in the field of super powers (read: the local comic shop), Sully not only left with the knowledge of what his power is, but also a job. After a few years of working part-time, the owner of the comic shop eventually retired and left his shop to Sully. He gladly accepted, taking over the reins of the shop while continuing to hone his powers. Sully frequently went out of his way to use his powers for good during his down time, often saving others in the line of fire with his lucky walk.

Sully now resides in the spacious apartment over the bustling comic shop and is still kind of a jerk.



_{c r e d e n t i a l s . . .}

what do you bring to the party ?

/// PLAYER INFORMATION

Name or Alias~ Izzy
CBox Name~ Islington
Contact Info~ No.
Age~ 22
Years of RP Experience~ Lots
How Did You Find Us? I've been around.

/// SAMPLE RP

"Sullivan?"

Sully perked his ears and turned, watching the attractive female officer walking up to him. He sighed, exasperated, and turned his attention back to the little girl in his arms. Her face was dusty, and her head bleeding slightly from the explosion, but otherwise unharmed.

"Sullivan, why the hell am I not surprised to see your ass here?" She looked angry, sweeping a bit of her blond hair from her face with a quick movement of her hand.

Sully raised his eyebrow, looking at her incredulously, "Probably because I live right up the street."

She sighed, "Goddamnit, Sully. You know it doesn't look good that you're always at the scene of the crime."

"Cool it, dollface. The place was already on fire when I got here. I saw here in the upstairs window and decided that someone needed to make sure she wasn't turned into itty bitty bits of cuteness."

She sighed again, and Sully laughed. "What's-a-matter, baby? At a loss for words?"

"Yes, actually, I am." She threw up her arms, "I mean, I don't get you, Sullivan. I mean, you walk into flaming buildings that just happen to explode AFTER you're out of them, you walk out into HIGHWAY TRAFFIC and don't get hit by a car, you jump out of a goddamn three-story window with that almost-suicide last week and somehow know that a trash truck is driving past at that exact moment. I mean, seriously, Sully? What the hell?" Her expression was inquisitive. She was obviously having a really hard time with this. "What the hell are you? Some kind of superhero or something?"

Sully shook his head as he handed the girl to the paramedics, "Nah, darlin'. I'm just Jonathan-goddamn-Sullivan." He smiled, and walked away, whistling and twirling his keys in his finger as he went.

Did you read the rules: The rules? My dog ate them. Honest.