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Post by Deleted on Mar 10, 2014 22:27:10 GMT -6
MATTHEW JAKE WILSON
THIRTY SEVEN//MALE//HETEROSEXUAL//
ENHANCED STRENGTH AND DURABILITY//BAR OWNER AND PART TIME TRAINER//BLAKE SHELTON
POWER INFO:
Matt was gifted with enhanced strength and durability. Over the years he has found that his weight limit for lifting is around eight hundred pounds. He figured that was good enough for him and didn't need to train any further, because why in the hell would you need to lift anything heavier than that? His durability is something that he's rather fond of, mainly because it saved his life. Matt found rather quickly in his life that his durability doesn't help him against elemental attacks and is only useful for physical blows.
LIMITATIONS:
Matt's about as clumsy as they come. He's pretty much a bull in a china shop and that doesn't really work whenever you can easily punch through a wall. He's prone to accidental destruction. As stated before, elemental attacks will damage him normally. The man only has increased durability, that does not mean he is invincible. Matt can take a massive beating but over time he will be damaged by the attacks. He's nearly always in pain, after years of his body being pounded by who knows what it finally started feeling the effects. Though, he's found that drinking helps dull the pain and is quick to take a shot or two whenever he starts to feel the soreness coming on.
Look here, I'm just a damn cowboy alright? I sing country music, I wear boots, and I drink whiskey. What more do ya need in life? Huh? Not much, at least I don't think so.
Standing at six foot five inches, I'm one of the tallest sonofabitches around. It don't bother me much, hell I like it this way. Plus if anyone wants to say anything about it I'll just knock their damn block off. For the ladies out there, ya know you want to come over here and talk to me. These ice blue eyes and salt and pepper hair, and don't forget the dimples. I may be a country boy but I'm cute as hell too.
My life started in 1976, that's when I was born. My mom and dad both worked on a ranch in Texas, guess what that's what I grew up doing too. I have three older brothers, as the baby of the family I got messed with a lot but god damned if I'm not taller than all of them now. Plus, I'll just kick their ass now! Hah! Nah, man. We're a really tight family, I mean, shit. I was raised as a conservative, baptist redneck. Family's pretty important, nearly as important as a cold beer on a Friday night. Let's see, oh yeah, whenever I was twelve or thirteen I found out I had powers. I'll be damned if that wasn't the coolest shit ever, I learned I could lift hundred pound hay bales with ease, let me tell you how much a relief that was because those bitches were heavy as hell. Well, it wasn't long before someone found out about me. I don't know how they found out but they did, I was ripped away from my family and sent to that damned preppy school. Let's just say that I didn't fit in at all, how could I? This country boy with all those preppy asshats? Come on.
It wasn't all that bad though, I learned how to control my powers better and learned that I could take a punch better than most. Well, after a while I graduated the school and moved back home to Texas. I still worked on the family farm and everything was good. After a while I met this beautiful little thing named Caroline. Oh my god, she was just the perfect country girl. Fast forward a couple years and we got married. Fast forward a little more and we got divorced. Man, that shit sucked, she was cheating on me. After beating the hell outta the dude she cheated on me with I decided to drink...a lot. All I did was drink, it was bad. That's when the accident happened. Listen, don't drink and drive. That shit isn't cool. I did it and slammed my truck right into a telephone pole. If it wasn't for my powers I'd deader than a pole cat.
After that, well I decided to pack up my shit and move back up to Montana. I figured I could open up my own bar with the money I saved up, plus make a little more on the side from helpin' out at the school as a trainer...and that's exactly what I did. I opened up my own country honky tonk bar and let kids with powers try and beat me up for a living and I absolutely love it. I wouldn't change a damn thing, ya know? I'm happy now and that's all I want out of life. Come on down to 'Matt's hole in the wall' and have a drink on me!
SAMPLE: What does the fox say?
USERNAME: Kai
AGE GROUP: Old enough to legally drink in the US
EXPERIENCE: Who knows?
USERNAME: Kai
AGE GROUP: Old enough to legally drink in the US
EXPERIENCE: Who knows?
