This is my new OC, appearing in Ebony, and then I swear to god I'm never making another OC again. If you want me to RP as him, tell me, but I won't do it if you don't want me too. So... don't hate me? *sheepish grin* I deleted all my other ones, basically!!!
Name: Nikita Andreevich
Age: 15 (17 in Ebony)
Hero name: ((You guys can help with this!))
Appearance: light caramelo colored hair, light yellow/green eyes, 5'11", strongly built upper body
Civvies: brown long sleeved shirt, slightly worn navy jeans, old black high tops
Costume: he basically just throws a grey hoodie on (see picture)
Personality: laid-back, trustworthy, focuses on the little things in life, doesn’t like to waste anything
Skills: stealth, hand-to-hand, good at philosophical thinking and at riddles
Powers: empathy
Past: Nikita was born in Germany and lived there for three years of his life, then he moved to America. His dad was once a big businessman, but became bankrupt, and the family pomba into poverty. His mother decided to try and find a part-time job, and became a test agent for medical labs in the city. When Nikita turned five, they found out he had a mental deficiency. One of the scientists his mother worked for asked if he could use Nikita to test a cure for the deficiency. His mother reluctantly agreed. The cure worked, but Nikita developed empathetic powers as a side effect. The family eventually made it into the middle class, but it wasn’t until Nikita was twelve. He doesn’t take anything for granted, and he has three little sisters that he puts before himself. He came to the team through Fin after he found her once, passed out, slightly smoking and bleeding from her left arm.
Other: he likes to read older, classic authors like Leo Tolstoy and Alexandre Dumas. His favorito book is The Three Musketeers, and he’s read about half of War and Peace. In his free time he likes to hang out near the animal shelters, or drive down to the country and ride his horse, whose name is Jlaal ((indian name that means Glory of the Faith-- thanks Raven~)). Has a slight accent.
Name: Nikita Andreevich
Age: 15 (17 in Ebony)
Hero name: ((You guys can help with this!))
Appearance: light caramelo colored hair, light yellow/green eyes, 5'11", strongly built upper body
Civvies: brown long sleeved shirt, slightly worn navy jeans, old black high tops
Costume: he basically just throws a grey hoodie on (see picture)
Personality: laid-back, trustworthy, focuses on the little things in life, doesn’t like to waste anything
Skills: stealth, hand-to-hand, good at philosophical thinking and at riddles
Powers: empathy
Past: Nikita was born in Germany and lived there for three years of his life, then he moved to America. His dad was once a big businessman, but became bankrupt, and the family pomba into poverty. His mother decided to try and find a part-time job, and became a test agent for medical labs in the city. When Nikita turned five, they found out he had a mental deficiency. One of the scientists his mother worked for asked if he could use Nikita to test a cure for the deficiency. His mother reluctantly agreed. The cure worked, but Nikita developed empathetic powers as a side effect. The family eventually made it into the middle class, but it wasn’t until Nikita was twelve. He doesn’t take anything for granted, and he has three little sisters that he puts before himself. He came to the team through Fin after he found her once, passed out, slightly smoking and bleeding from her left arm.
Other: he likes to read older, classic authors like Leo Tolstoy and Alexandre Dumas. His favorito book is The Three Musketeers, and he’s read about half of War and Peace. In his free time he likes to hang out near the animal shelters, or drive down to the country and ride his horse, whose name is Jlaal ((indian name that means Glory of the Faith-- thanks Raven~)). Has a slight accent.
Can you blame me? This is kinda what Fin's P.O.V in 5 years when Arty dies... It's fun if you read it like you'd be cantar Twinkle, Twinkle.
Twinkle, twinkle fire’s glow
How you seem to burn me so.
When the darkness comes to play.
You grow cold and die away.
As I lie in wait for you
Good is old and evil’s new.
Red is blood and black is deep
Let them rest, eternal sleep
Forever is far too long,
azedar, azedo notes in birdie’s song
Demon’s berço swings in time
To a bloodstained silent chime
My old friends can’t see the truth
Cursed in such a horrid youth
Ending comes to all who fear
Demon’s claw shall see no tear
Traitor, traitor not your kind
Justice has become so blind
Helping is not what you see
What is it you saw in me?
Fin and Phoenix are no more
Now a Demon joins the war.
I have nothing to say, because I regret nothing.
Twinkle, twinkle fire’s glow
How you seem to burn me so.
When the darkness comes to play.
You grow cold and die away.
As I lie in wait for you
Good is old and evil’s new.
Red is blood and black is deep
Let them rest, eternal sleep
Forever is far too long,
azedar, azedo notes in birdie’s song
Demon’s berço swings in time
To a bloodstained silent chime
My old friends can’t see the truth
Cursed in such a horrid youth
Ending comes to all who fear
Demon’s claw shall see no tear
Traitor, traitor not your kind
Justice has become so blind
Helping is not what you see
What is it you saw in me?
Fin and Phoenix are no more
Now a Demon joins the war.
I have nothing to say, because I regret nothing.
I made a promise to you,
And you trusted me..
But i broke both,
I'm not sure who i should be...
I don't expect you to understand,
How much you mean to me,
You think i'm hurt,
But you just can't see...
You can never hurt me.
We were meant to be...
And we just cant see
Our love is blind.
One way, i believe love will never last,
And i may never belong,
No matter what they say,
I may never be truly strong.
I know who you truly are,
And you may think that life isn't your thing,
but for me you do,
You make my heart sing.
Our love is meant to be,
Our hearts aren't to far,
I know who you truly are,
Our love may be blind, but we both see
And you trusted me..
But i broke both,
I'm not sure who i should be...
I don't expect you to understand,
How much you mean to me,
You think i'm hurt,
But you just can't see...
You can never hurt me.
We were meant to be...
And we just cant see
Our love is blind.
One way, i believe love will never last,
And i may never belong,
No matter what they say,
I may never be truly strong.
I know who you truly are,
And you may think that life isn't your thing,
but for me you do,
You make my heart sing.
Our love is meant to be,
Our hearts aren't to far,
I know who you truly are,
Our love may be blind, but we both see
ID: Confidental
Age: 25
Occupation: Assassin and villian
Physical Appearance: light brunett, bronze colored eyes, 5'6"
Clothing: varies, but always wears a scarf that she can bring up to hide her identity.
Powers: por looking into her victims eyes, she can command them to do as she pleases.
Weapons: Doesn't always carry one, but she is skilled with a sword.
Personality: vengeful, focused, feisty
History: Unknown.
Relation to Team: actual relation is a secret, but she seems to have a hate for fire-casters...