Scott O'Riley

[Scott O'Riley]

NAME: Scott Aaron O’Riley
NICKNAME: -
AGE: 17
GENDER: Male
ORIENTATION: Heterosexual
POSITION: Student
FACE CLAIM: Dave Franco

POWER:
So I guess if I gotta answer this correctly, I gotta give a detailed description of this thing I got in me that makes me that much more awesome than I already am yeah? Aite. So thing is, I’m basically the Hulk yeah? Only I don’t turn green, I keep my shirt and pants intact, though the opposite could be arranged, I spose. If the right gal asks *winks*.

Alright, alright, alright. So the actual term for my ability is uh Super Ultra Mega Strength or some shit like that. My mutation allows me to punch through walls, squeeze the life outta someone with my bare hands and build a brick mansion without any cranes.

Of course, like Superman, I gotta have my Kryptonite ya know? I mean, I’m Superman in training so I still can’t like lift stuff that I normally can’t anyway. Which is stupid because like, what’s the point of having Super Strength if I can’t impress the ladies by lifting a car over my head with my pinkie, ya know? But whatever, I take what I can get. I mean I can still move tables and shit without breaking a sweat.

And I get these stupid headaches that probably kill my brain cells every time I use too much of my ability ya know? And muscle cramps. Hell no man, I once tried to lift like ten pounds heavier than I usually lift and my arms turned to jelly. Gadamn, man. It’s really a little lame but whatever. A mutation’s a mutation. All I gotta do is train. I know I can do better than this, obviously. I’m Scott O’Riley. I can move mountains if I wanted to.


Camera clicks on, showing a bored looking teen sitting at a chair with his hands cuffed to the table. A man with horn-rimmed spectacles walks into the shot and slaps a thin file on the table and sits on the edge.

I’m going to ask you one last time, Scott. Everyone saw you on the scene. You can’t lie your way through this anymore.

I’m pretty sure I’m not allowed to speak until I’ve got a lawyer present.

We already know you did it, Scott.

And I’m still not talking until my lawyer gets here.

The man jams his fist down on the table and pushes off. Sound of the door opening is heard in the background and muffled noises come up in the audio feed. The teen ducks his head down to run his cuffed hand over his dark brown hair. The voices become clear and a hand shows up in the shot. The teen’s previously confident face turns fearful as he leans forward. He has never looked like a kid more than in that moment.

Did you tell them anything?

Hell no. I was waiting on you.

Good. You’re doing community service at the youth center. Six months straight. You don’t fulfill the six months, you’re going straight to juvie. I’m tired of handling your shit, Scott. This is the last time I’m bailing you out, you understand me?

The teen is seen sighing with relief in the camera before the handcuffs come off.

You didn’t tell dad, did you?

And risk getting my ass kicked to the curb after saving yours? Fuck no. You’re telling him yourself that you trashed public property after getting drunk.

Cecil. I didn’t do it on purpose okay?

That’s what you said the last time. And the time before that. And the time before that.

It’s different this time, man. I promise. I’m a fourteen year old kid. How could I have thrown that metal trashcan that was bolted to the ground into a shop window? Cecil, you gotta help me!

Silence is heard on the other end of the background before a sigh.

Great...both our father’s heirs are mutants. This is magnificent. Mom’s gonna love the news.

What are you-

We’re going back home, you’re gonna tell them exactly what happened, do that shitty drawing of yours to paint them a picture if you have to. Explain what happened. They’ll know what to do.

Cecil, Cecil you gotta tell-

The teen is yanked out of frame and the camera is shut off.


SAMPLE: *builds a city of bricks with the help of words* Tadaaaa

USERNAME: Supreme Overlord Tyrant please. Nu would work though, I guess.

AGE GROUP: Old as Time *winksatPuppy*

EXPERIENCE: Foreeeever

WHERE DID YOU FIND US? In Mel’s black satin lingerie

Template made by MEL, inspired by NU

[Mel *]

Welcome to the Bellefonte Academy... Nu, was it?
Here's a link to the CLAIMS!

[Scott O'Riley]

NAME: Scott Aaron O'Riley

NICKNAME: -

AGE: 24

ORIENTATION: Heterosexual

POSITION: College Student, Part-time Bartender



POWER: He has full control over his abilities, less headaches but he's beginning to feel the strain on his muscles





After surprisingly graduating from Bellefonte, Scott spent the years after that bar hopping all across Europe and getting into way more trouble than he had anticipated. After being threatened to cut off his inheritance, Scott reluctantly came back to Kalispell to finish his college degree. For how long, he has no idea.