Post by akira on Jun 12, 2012 6:48:05 GMT -5
“Let's just say I'm Frankenstein's monster.”
MAGNETO
Name: Erik Lehnsherr
Alias(es): Magnus
REGULAR
Age: 38 in 2003.
Height: 6'0"
Physical Description: His looks are rather rugged sort of handsome with short; neatly cropped dark hair and matching dark eyes haunting a mystery about him that only Charles Xavier can access.
Face Claim: Michael Fassbender
Personality: Magneto has a complicated history where his hatred for humanity flows as a result from the death of his parents. He has a very dark sense of humour; along with a very dangerous mindset and often allows rage to get the better of him. He despises everything the X-Men believe in when it comes to humans and mutants being able to work together peacefully. Magneto rarely opens up to anyone about his past unless Charles Xavier manages to tap into his thoughts - hence the helmet he wears in order to stop such attacks.
Affiliation: Former member of the X-men team, later founded the Brotherhood of Mutants.
Identity: He is known OF, so he's in the mix of secret and public.
Powers or Special Abilities: Metal, to some; is incredibly complex. The atomic structure of metal can be manufactured yet great difficulty is witnessed when metals are warped. In Magneto's case; no matter the metal, he can modify the molecular structure with ease and a twist of a his hand so much so he can kill a human by an excess of iron in their blood.
Skills: Mental manipulation. Namely 'possessing' others in a way to see through his eyes, hence the messiah complex. He is also very clever with words and the power of persuasion.
Advantages: Several followers agree to this method of his - humans are scum but mutants shall forever rule. As mentioned above he is very clever with his choice of wording to the point of manipulating students from Xavier's academy to join his side.
Disadvantages: Uncontrolled rage and a full head of ego, Magneto fails to control these parts of his personality. Where metal can be manipulated it can be manipulated and he enjoys sharing the strength of his power with others.
Occupation: Evil-doer.
Citizenship: European
Place of Birth: Poland
Relatives: Quicksilver and the Scarlet Witch aka Pietro and Wanda Maximoff; twin son and daughter.
History: I suffered even from birth. Yet you - you pitiful scum prying this information from the base of my very soul shall regret hearing it. The ripple effects of the Second World War still lingered within my homeland. Some proving to be the better man, hanging their balls out of their zipper to prove they were better than bulls. It was just unfortunate we were a poor family, struggling to make amends; forcing my father to suck the nether regions of a neo-nazi gang. At all hours they pressed their fists against our doors, I still hear my mother sobbing; cowering in the corner swearing at my father as he admitted he 'did it for us'. It was the mid 60's, a time for liberation. Apparently not.
I was a mere toddler when I saw the bullets being fired into the skulls of my parents. Bouncing up and down in my cot as I screamed from the scent of death in my living room. Finally a bullet was aimed for me - but I knew better. I sent it right back at him; the calling of those atoms in that bullet I'll never forget neither will I forget the sweet scent of victory as the murderer of my parents lay bleeding in agony on the floor as I sat in my cot sucking my thumb.
My abilities were slowly gaining the pin prick of my personality as I was growing up. Orphanges could not hold me neither could foster homes. No one could understand the very core of what I was capabale of - bending anything metallic. They thought and screamed in my face that I was a freak. Of course I was! A child; standing there, hired by criminals because I could pour my very life force into bending a safe door. Humanity refused to accept me for what I was. A MUTANT.
Humanity was afraid. They cowered in the corner when they couldn't accept the very truth before their eyes that I and apparently others - namely a friend whom called himself Charles Xavier - were different. He embraced me. He accepted me. He encouraged me to use my abilities for /good/. But I couldn't. We formed an academy together encouraging others like us to breathe and exhale without fear of persecution. Unfortunately those barriers were broken down...
Xavier pried into my very being with his psychic talent. He saw and revealed things that I dared not mention to another. It caused me to create a helmet; blocking him from my most private scenes. And because of his talent I refused to accept him as a fellow Mutant, a fellow... Brother.
His love for humanity sickened me. I could not sit back and agree with his feelings of a mutal agreement between mutants and humans! Humanity will be constantly afraid of us.
And so I created the Brotherhood of Mutants. We will no longer be afraid; we will be encouraged to exercise our power and one day humanity will tremble at our feet.
ADDITIONAL IMAGE; OPTIONAL - DO NOT STRETCH THE PAGE, PLEASE!
PLAYER DATA
Name: Akira
Preferred Method of Contact: PM's. Thank you.
Other Character(s): I would like to eventually apply for X-23.
MAGNETO
Name: Erik Lehnsherr
Alias(es): Magnus
REGULAR
Age: 38 in 2003.
Height: 6'0"
Physical Description: His looks are rather rugged sort of handsome with short; neatly cropped dark hair and matching dark eyes haunting a mystery about him that only Charles Xavier can access.
Face Claim: Michael Fassbender
Personality: Magneto has a complicated history where his hatred for humanity flows as a result from the death of his parents. He has a very dark sense of humour; along with a very dangerous mindset and often allows rage to get the better of him. He despises everything the X-Men believe in when it comes to humans and mutants being able to work together peacefully. Magneto rarely opens up to anyone about his past unless Charles Xavier manages to tap into his thoughts - hence the helmet he wears in order to stop such attacks.
Affiliation: Former member of the X-men team, later founded the Brotherhood of Mutants.
Identity: He is known OF, so he's in the mix of secret and public.
Powers or Special Abilities: Metal, to some; is incredibly complex. The atomic structure of metal can be manufactured yet great difficulty is witnessed when metals are warped. In Magneto's case; no matter the metal, he can modify the molecular structure with ease and a twist of a his hand so much so he can kill a human by an excess of iron in their blood.
Skills: Mental manipulation. Namely 'possessing' others in a way to see through his eyes, hence the messiah complex. He is also very clever with words and the power of persuasion.
Advantages: Several followers agree to this method of his - humans are scum but mutants shall forever rule. As mentioned above he is very clever with his choice of wording to the point of manipulating students from Xavier's academy to join his side.
Disadvantages: Uncontrolled rage and a full head of ego, Magneto fails to control these parts of his personality. Where metal can be manipulated it can be manipulated and he enjoys sharing the strength of his power with others.
Occupation: Evil-doer.
Citizenship: European
Place of Birth: Poland
Relatives: Quicksilver and the Scarlet Witch aka Pietro and Wanda Maximoff; twin son and daughter.
History: I suffered even from birth. Yet you - you pitiful scum prying this information from the base of my very soul shall regret hearing it. The ripple effects of the Second World War still lingered within my homeland. Some proving to be the better man, hanging their balls out of their zipper to prove they were better than bulls. It was just unfortunate we were a poor family, struggling to make amends; forcing my father to suck the nether regions of a neo-nazi gang. At all hours they pressed their fists against our doors, I still hear my mother sobbing; cowering in the corner swearing at my father as he admitted he 'did it for us'. It was the mid 60's, a time for liberation. Apparently not.
I was a mere toddler when I saw the bullets being fired into the skulls of my parents. Bouncing up and down in my cot as I screamed from the scent of death in my living room. Finally a bullet was aimed for me - but I knew better. I sent it right back at him; the calling of those atoms in that bullet I'll never forget neither will I forget the sweet scent of victory as the murderer of my parents lay bleeding in agony on the floor as I sat in my cot sucking my thumb.
My abilities were slowly gaining the pin prick of my personality as I was growing up. Orphanges could not hold me neither could foster homes. No one could understand the very core of what I was capabale of - bending anything metallic. They thought and screamed in my face that I was a freak. Of course I was! A child; standing there, hired by criminals because I could pour my very life force into bending a safe door. Humanity refused to accept me for what I was. A MUTANT.
Humanity was afraid. They cowered in the corner when they couldn't accept the very truth before their eyes that I and apparently others - namely a friend whom called himself Charles Xavier - were different. He embraced me. He accepted me. He encouraged me to use my abilities for /good/. But I couldn't. We formed an academy together encouraging others like us to breathe and exhale without fear of persecution. Unfortunately those barriers were broken down...
Xavier pried into my very being with his psychic talent. He saw and revealed things that I dared not mention to another. It caused me to create a helmet; blocking him from my most private scenes. And because of his talent I refused to accept him as a fellow Mutant, a fellow... Brother.
His love for humanity sickened me. I could not sit back and agree with his feelings of a mutal agreement between mutants and humans! Humanity will be constantly afraid of us.
And so I created the Brotherhood of Mutants. We will no longer be afraid; we will be encouraged to exercise our power and one day humanity will tremble at our feet.
ADDITIONAL IMAGE; OPTIONAL - DO NOT STRETCH THE PAGE, PLEASE!
PLAYER DATA
Name: Akira
Preferred Method of Contact: PM's. Thank you.
Other Character(s): I would like to eventually apply for X-23.