Post by John Kirkman on Jun 30, 2009 0:03:11 GMT -5
i n t r o d u c i n g . . .
Johnathan Thomas Kirkman ///
[/size][/i]Full Name~ Johnathan Thomas Kirkman
Gender~ Male
Age~ Twenty
Birthdate~ March 25th, 1990
Location~ Phoenix, Arizona
Faction~ Sharp Agency (Neutral Good)
Celebrity Claim~ Shia LaBeouf
Play anyone else?~ Tony Kirkman
m i n d . . .
what's in my head?
/// SPECIAL ABILITY
Cryokinesis: John has the ability to freeze or reduce the temperature of an object to a shattering ice. He achieves his powers via his hands. He places his hand over the object that he is going to freeze and after concentration he is allowed to reduce the temperature in or around the object, thus making it easily breakable or shatter proof. For bigger objects John will have to move his hands over certain parts of object that he didn't freeze. If his hands didn't encompass most of the object then usually the object won't be one hundred percent frozen.
John uses his powers mostly through a technique he invented when discovered his powers. Instead of freezing an object, he'll usual clinch his hands together and use his power to create what he calls "Ice Gantlets". He's been practicing this technique for the majority of when he discovered his powers, thus he can make the gantlets in a few seconds. He uses these Ice Gantlets as boxing gloves. For the most part they're pretty sturdy, not deadly but very effective.
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/// ABILITY LIMITS
John has control over his powers, but they aren't to the one hundred percent full potential that he may one day able to achieve. John's powers are flawed by the fact that they are extremely short ranged. In order to his his powers offensive he needs to get close enough to touch them in order to freeze them or use his ice gantlets. If someone were to somehow disable his hands, John won't have way to access his powers. Someone using a firearm or long ranged powers are able to keep John at bay.
John's powers rely very much upon his emotions and concentration levels. If he doesn't have a clear head, his powers will under perform. In order to truly focus and use his powers to it's full potential he needs keep his emotions at bay. If under stress, John's powers will sometime go out of control. When this happens his ice gantlets will form at the most inopportune moment.
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/// PERSONALITY
To the untrained eye, John may seem like a smart ass punk. Some truth would come from such a statement but they'd only be half right. When he wants to John can be a very compassionate and caring person, but he usually doesn't act like that. John can be many things when he wants to. He can be a team player or leader. He can be a stubborn asshole or a romantic guy. But mostly, John can care less about anyone. He's a very unmotivated guy, if he could he'd get by life on autopilot.
Around new people, John is somewhat shy and very friendly, but once you get to know him he'll warm up to you very quickly. Especially if you share the same interests as him, John might be classified as a geek to most and a title he actual is proud to hold. His hobbies include video games, movies and comic books. He'll talk your ear off on each topic if you give him the time of day, sometimes though, he's sorta ashamed that he's so emotionally involved with such trivial things mostly because of where he is in the world and the powers that he holds.
John would rather never try at all rather to fail. He hates the feeling it leaves in his stomach when he loses, regardless though, usually he won't express his true feelings. Rather, John will play it off like he's fine. He's afraid to show most people how he really feels because he doesn't know exactly how they'll react to it. Something that he's not afraid to show is his laziness, he's somewhat comically amused by it, especially when the other person finds it to be a waste of potential. John just finds it to be a waste of time.
On an intelligence level, John isn't stupid but he isn't the brightest of people either. As his mother always said, if he had applied himself he could be smarter than most people his age. But the fact is if something doesn't interest John he can care less about it. he proves his intelligence by taking precautions when approaching something. He also realizes that things don't always go his way and that there's always a chance of things going horribly wrong.
John tries to practice the virtues of his favorite superheroes. He understands that the world isn't always such a warm place but he tries to do things for the good of the people all the time. This sometimes means bending or breaking the law, but if it's for the greater good it's something he'll do. His biggest concerns are preventing criminals for engaging in things that will hurt the common people and preventing specials from abusing their powers against anyone.
John has the legendary "Kirkman Temper" like his father and late brother. Sometimes, John just reaches his boiling point and lashes out. John also gets like that when he bottles up his emotions for too long, sometimes they just come pouring out without his control.
John tries to be a nice friendly guy, but sometimes his sarcastic slacker nature comes out. But what John wants the most is a safer and better world, regardless of his attitude.
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Likes~
- Comic books
- Science-Fiction
- Cigarettes
- Indie Rock
- Documentaries
Dislikes~
- Smoking bans
- Liars
- Physical confrontation
- Political agendas
- MTV
Strengths~
- Intelligent
- Courageous
- Realist
- Witty
- Friendly
Weaknesses~
- Lazy
- Passive aggressive
- Disorganized
- Stubborn
- Outspoken
Skills~
- Puzzle Solving
- Skilled mediator
- Talented photographer
- Deductive reasoning
- Decent Computer Hacker
Hobbies~
- Avid comic book reader
- Video game enthusiast
- Photography around various cities
- Twittering
Habits~
- Bites nails
- Constantly checks phone for texts, etc.
- Scratches the back of his head when thinking
Flaws~
- Claustrophobic
- Prone to panic attacks
- Smokes like a chimney
b o d y . . .
caught in your sights . . .
Age~ Twenty
Celebrity Claim~ Shia LaBeouf
Sexual Preference~ Heterosexual
Ethnicity~ Italian American
Hair~ Brown, Wavy, Short-Medium Length
Eyes~ Oval, Olive Green
/// APPEARANCE
At 5'10 and 155 lbs, John isn't physically imposing. He is somewhat physically fit, but not because of any sort of intense work out plan. He has some slight muscle tone from what little workout he tries to do. Mostly, it comes of his fast metabolism, otherwise he'd be overweight. To most, he looks like a teenager. This frustrates him especially when he trying to smoke and someone comes up to him and attempts to tell him the dangers of smoking and about peer pressure.
John has a very animated face, when he wants to. Most of the time though he's got bags under his eyes and his demeanor is apathetic. His eyes are olive green, like his mother's. His hair is wavy and pulled back from his not unlike his father when he had hair. He also digs a mustache when he can grow it, mostly because it separates him from "teenagers"
John's clothes don't vary much. He's more of a tee shirt and jeans type of guy. His shirts usually are filled with references to certain movies, tv or comic books. But in recent years he tends to dress more formal in order to make him seem more professional when on the job. As for his posture, John tends to slouch a lot. He has a laid back approach to most things, which comes out even in his posture.
s p i r i t . . .
this is where i come from . . .
Faction~ Sharp Agency
Birthplace~ New York City, New York
Mother~ Bethany Kirkman, 47, Flight
Father~ Marcus Kirkman, 47, Cyrokinesis
Siblings~ Anthony Kirkman, 24 , Flight
Spouse~ None
Children~ None
Other Family~ None
/// HISTORY
Johnathan Thomas Kirkman was born on March 25th, 1990. John, as he would be nicknamed, was the second child of Marcus and Bethany Kirkman. John and his older brother Anthony lived together with their parents in an apparent in New York City. John and his family lived a relatively normal life. John's father, Marcus, worked as a construction worker and his mother, Bethany, was a New York City teacher.
The Kirkman's normal life took a turn for the worse when Tony, their eldest son began acting out. He began disappearing in the middle of the night, sleeping in class and then skipping school. Marcus and Bethany suspected the worst, that Tony was involved in drugs and gangs. Tony would only deny it but it was more than enough for the Kirkman's to move their family out of the city and into a suburb.
John was young at the time so he didn't fully understand what the big deal was. He tried to question his brother about where he went one night, while he was attempting to sneak out. Tony told John that he had discovered that he had superpowers, just like in the comic books. Tony told him that he was apart of a secret organization of super heroes called The Collective and he was the super hero called Falcon. John believed his brother which helped him garner an interest in comic books.
Almost a year later, Tony was found dead in Times Square. Apparently, he had been hit by an oncoming Van. It was believed that Tony was involved in some sort of gang activity and that he was in the street, fighting, when he was hit.The Kirkman's were deeply hurt by this, but not as much as John. John was deeply hurt by his brother lies. He truly believed that he was a super hero. He was so hurt that he gave all his comics away and gave up whatever fantasy he ever had in becoming a super hero like his brother.
For the next eight years, John tried to forget his brother and the lies he gave him. After high school, John decided to move back to New York City when he applied for New York University. He got in with a partial scholarship and moved to a dorm, his parents on the other hand moved down to Boca Raton for an early retirement. Something very peculiar began happening to John during his first year at college. His cyrokinesis began to develop, his hands got clammy and he would sometimes freeze cups of coffee or lit cigarettes.
John would convince himself that he had gained powers similar to Ice Man from the X-Men. He tried helping prevent a bank robbery which turned into a near death experience but he was saved by an organization that helped specials similar to himself, almost like the X-Men. John would later quit college in order to help the group more efficiently and learn to control his powers more effectively. After spending a few months with them, along with being captured and almost tested on, John had enough. He quit the team.
John had enemies up in New York, after he escaped the secret government testing area he made his way down to Arizona with advice from some of the people at the organization he was with. They told him about the Sharp Agency, a group that helped the police solve crimes in Phoenix. John took a job with them to leave the craziness behind in New York to try to hone in on his powers and be a good team player. He's been with the Sharp Agency for two months now.
/// ANYTHING ELSE?
John drives a used 1999 Civic coupe.
c r e d e n t i a l s . . .
what do you bring to the party ?
/// PLAYER INFORMATION
Name or Alias~ John, JohnnyK or Kirkman
CBox Name~ JohnKirkman
Contact Info~ PM
Age~ 16
Years of RP Experience~ 2-3 Years
How Did You Find Us? Co-Creator/Admin
/// SAMPLE RP
John Kirkman sat up on his bed, listening to the news carefully, hanging on every word. The news broadcaster spoke up as the camera was panned up from a view of a bank with several cop cars surrounding the area. The news broadcaster spoke about a Bank Heist in progress, 4 robbers and 10 hostages. John hadn't taken his eyes off the television, not even to make sure his cigarette wasn't put out. He studied the entire building. "There's gotta be someway in," he muttered to himself. He put the cigarette in his mouth and got of the bed. He studied the picture cautiously. Finally after a few seconds he shouted "Got it!" There was a side entrance. It seemed locked but that wouldn't be a problem for John.
John's freezing powers had evolved from an uncontrollable mess to a useful power. Over a few weeks John had controlled his hands from getting cold only when he wanted, objects would now become frozen solid. Given some time he could make them so cold that a simple nudge would shatter them. He could now make humans freeze too. Gathering a few insects he discovered that he could temporally freeze them too. It was in a block of ice, for some reason he couldn't make them shattering cold as he did inanimate objects, but he could make someone temporally disabled.
John got up from the floor, taking the cigarette out of his mouth and placed it in between his fingers. In an instant the burning cigarette became a frozen solid stick. He tossed the frozen stick aside and threw on his blue hoodie. It matched with his blue jeans and blue sneakers. "I can do this," he said as he locked the door to his dorm room. This was his field test, his hero test. He wanted to use his powers for good, like his brother Tony tried to do. He figured that what was the point of these special gifts, to make the world a better place. And it would start now.
John ran down the streets of The City that Never Sleeps. His hood covered his face and his hands in his pockets, he was determined. Out of breath, John reached his destination. Sirens filled the air and chatter among the people on the streets gave John both nervousness and excitement. He made his way through the crowd. He came to the Police line, with a heavy set police officer guarding it with intent.
In his pockets, John's hands started to become cold and icy. Alright, just freeze his mouth and hands together. By the time someone tries to catch me I'll be in the building already, he thought to himself. His eyes burned into the police officer's, who placed his hand on his gun. "Is there something wrong, son?" he called out from behind the police line. John gave a smirk, "Actually, there is offi-"
Bang!
Screams cried out of the air, two police men fell. In an instant the heavy set police officer rushed up to the police line surrounding the bank along with several other officers, all of them shouting. Many civilians jumped to the floor. John himself jumped as the shot rang out. Now's my chance! he thought. Running towards the side entrance and taking his hands out of his pocket, John grabbed the big metal lock on the door and with a few seconds of concentration froze it to a shattering ice.
The lock fell to the ground, breaking into a million pieces. John took no chances and didn't even make sure him anyone had seen him. Opening the door slowly and cautiously he stepped into the Bank.
Stepping in, John already heard the cries and whimpers of those who where hostages. He could hear some of the hostages cry out things like: "Oh my God, they killed them!" or "Please, God, Save us!" John quietly knelt down and began walking slowly. Finally he got to the main area, the back of the counter. He saw one of the hostages, who looked quite happy to see him. John only put a finger to his mouth.
"Shut up, all of ya!" shouted one of the robbers. John could hear his voice very well, he was right in front of him. In front of the counter. Here's my chance, John thought. He put his hands in front of his face. Concentrating with all his might he used most of his energy to make his hands ice cold. After becoming blue and condensation coming of them, he stood up.
John jumped over the counter and grabbed the robbers arms with his hands. "What the hell!" the robber shouted. John used his body weight to bring the robber to the ground, his arms frozen to the ground. Screams and slight cheers came from the hostages. Before the three other robbers knew it, their companion was pinned to the ground. Screaming for help.
Turning off his powers quickly, John grabbed the shotgun the robber had and cocked it. "Don't move!" he shouted at the two robbers close together. The robbers were in shocked, he couldn't tell him they were more shocked about John taking the gun or their friend frozen on the ground. John laughed, he did it. He was a hero. Like his brother before him.
"Drop your gu-" John called out.
"Look out!" one of the hostages called out. John quickly turned around, behind him he saw the butt of a shotgun headed towards his face.
Boom!
The end of the gun made contact with John's face. He was knocked back, his eyes closed and his weapon dropped to the floor. Dazed, he tried opening his eyes. Only his right opened, his nose wasn't working. He couldn't breath at all from it. He could taste blood from his mouth and had a feeling that his face was covered with it.
He heard laughing from the robbers as they circled around him. "Not so tough now, huh?" the robber who had hit him said, cocking his shotgun. That's it. I'm dead, John thought. He tried to be a hero, he tried to save these people and failed. Now who knows what world of trouble he got himself and these innocent people in? He lay there and was ready to die.
Did you read the rules: The rules? My dog ate them. Honest.