Troy Alexander Thatcher

[Troy Thatcher]

NAME: Troy Alexander Thatcher
NICKNAME: Tat (No seriously, don't call him Tat; haha, pun.)
AGE: 17
GENDER: Male
ORIENTATION: Heterosexual
POSITION: Bellefonte Student
FACE CLAIM: Benjamin Bowers

POWER: Pyrokinesis
Troy has the ability to create and manipulate fire with his mind. The rapid oxidation in the exothermic chemical process of combustion and releasing heat. Having control over this is incredibly important, since unconscious use of it can be very devastating. Troy is also immune towards fire, and instead he can absorb any source of flames and use it for his own; almost like eating chocolate to gain extra, and a quick burst of energy. The flames is usually generated in the palm of his hand, all though, during severe cases, it can engulf his entire body (which would mean that his clothes would burn to ashes).

Troy can shape the fire by concentrating, though he's not able to make huge constructs, as this would take too much energy out of him. He can make constructs as the size of a small car, though, with something as big as that, he'd only be able to keep it in a shape for roughly thirty minutes.

LIMITATIONS:

• He needs oxygen to fuel his flames, and his ability to create flames will not work without it.
• He is also overpowered by elements such as ice and water, and in some cases, wind and earth, depending on how it's used.
• The more Troy uses his ability, the more it'll drain his energy and he'll eventually end up feeling exhausted, get migraines and feel dehydrated as the fire seems to burn up the fluids in his body quite rapidly. If he uses too much energy at once, it will result in him passing out; on a good day, he can use his ability for a few hours, though can only manipulate fire in a 10 meter radius (32 feet).
• When not in control of his own emotions, everything including his ability suffers from it. But unless enraged, he has enough control to avoid anyone getting severely wounded (besides possibly getting light burning wounds).
• He's completely powerless in locations without (or with little) oxygen. The less oxygen, the weaker his ability is, but he doesn't get physically weaker by, for example being in a pool of water.

SIDE-EFFECTS:

• Higher body temperature; which means that he'll rarely freeze, but often feel too hot.
• Headaches, migraines, exhaustion, dehydration, fainting, needing to drink a lot of water (or other fluids) to keep hydrated, dry skin (unless he takes good care of it, mind).

October 21th, 1997 - age 0

The day I was born... As you can imagine, I don't remember a whole lot -- actually, I don't remember jack shit from that day. However, what I do know is that the birth lasted for seven hours, and my mother was heavily sedated, because my dad couldn't take watching her in pain. Rather sappy, if you ask me, but whatever. I guess I can't really complain, can I?

Anyways, I was born in America, but my mother is Greek, which explains the name, and all. My dad was born and raised in the US, which is where my last name come from, and the fact that I'm not -technically- greek.

I got my dad's hair color; brown, and I'm about as tall as he is too; 6'1". I'll probably grow taller too. I got my mother's blue-green eyes though, which is probably for the best, as my dad's eyes are this really... Actually, it doesn't matter.

August 20th, 2002 - age 5

First day of school. I don't remember much of that either, really, but my mom has told me that she didn't want to let me go, because she was scared. Scared of what though, I don't know. I assume it's the same "mommy crap" as every mother experiences before sending their child to school.

However, I proved her wrong -- and showed her that there was no need to worry as I quickly made friends, and became quite popular. Girls at the time were icky - as most boys think when they're "that age".

That would change, but we'll get back to that later. Either way, I grew fond of music and playing the piano. I played some guitar too, but my real talent was with the piano. I guess you could say that I was... Well. A genius with it. Even at an early age, Juilliard grew interested in me. Pretty sick, yeah?

April 3rd, 2006 - age 9

I was about nine or so when my dad died from cancer. It hit my mom really hard, and well, yeah, I was affected by it too. But you know, life moves on and all that shit. My mom had a lot of issues paying the bills, so we had to leave our house, and our town, and then we had to move to my grandparents down in California. Hey, I didn't complain. I like the heat.

But yeah, times were hard. But once again, I didn't have much trouble making friends and getting accustomed to the new school, and the new people. I actually liked California a lot more than my home state, Michigan. Besides.. Who wouldn't love seeing girls walk around in a bikini?

Dealing with my dad's death was hard for all of us. It took us a lot of time getting used to it, but with everything else, we managed.

July 13th, 2010 - age 13

So, I was thirteen when I first manifested my ability. Apparently, my dad was a mutant. Pretty cool, huh? One day I just woke up feeling incredibly hot and dehydrated, so I ran downstairs to get something to drink, and when I walked into the kitchen, my grandmother's candle just kind of... Well, the flame just kind of grew really big, you know? Scared the living shit outta me.

Anyways, I called for my mom and she came running. She didn't look too scared, but rather... Sad. As if I reminded her of my dad. But yeah, she contacted my dad's old friend, and he called the school, and well, two weeks later, I was sent on a plane across the states to Montana and the Bellefonte Academy.

And I've been there ever since.

September 1st, 2013 - age 16

My life at the school was alright. I continued playing the piano, got more interested in sports, mostly swimming, which honestly, is kind of ironic, with my power and all. Girls were also a priority, but I've never really cared about relationships. Play 'em and throw 'em away, if you ask me. Who has the time for feelings anyways? Not me!

There's no sappy story behind my "womanizing ways", I've just never cared much about all of that. I don't wanna get tied down. It doesn't scare me, and I'm not scared of fucking it up either. I just don't want that kind of thing for me. It's not part of my plan.

What's my plan? My plan is to go to Juilliard and get a degree in music. And I can't exactly have some stupid girl tying me down then, now can I? Nah, man. I'm better solo. Always have been, always will be. Though, I'm pretty charming, you know? I've broken a lot of hearts, and I'll probably keep breaking 'em too.

December 16th, 2014 - age 17

So, a lot of shit has happened the past year. SPECTRE, IMAC... Man. The way these people fuck themselves up is almost hilarious. Almost. Whatever happens to the school, happens to me too, so there's that. But hey, I try staying out of their way and focus on my future.

Did you know that my grades are actually amazing, which seems to surprise a lot of people. Everyone seem to expect me to be some kind of stupid jock, which is hilarious as I barely do any sports, and I have straight A's. Like I said, I have a plan. I'm going to Juilliard. I'm amazing at playing the piano. I can do it -- I want to do it. My mom is really proud of me too, and has been cheering me on.

I even got myself a part time job down in Kalispell as a waiter so that I can save up some money for Julliard, even though I'll probably get a scholarship. But hey, it's better to be on the safe side.


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