Mars Parker

[Mars Parker]

Marcus Elliot Parker
FACE CLAIM: Dylan O'Brien
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AGE: 17
GENDER: Male
NICKNAMES: Goes by Mars
ORIENTATION: Bisexual
POSITION: Student [Junior]

POWERS: Gyrokinesis.

"I'm a Gyrokenitic. Um yeah.. It's gravity control. Put simply, I can control the forces of gravity. My gift allows me to be able to, hypothetically, shape and manipulate gravitation, a natural phenomenon by which all physical bodies attract each other. I can control the gravitation pull or push between myself and one or two object(s) that I focus on. In other words, I can increase/decrease my own gravitation pull to attract or repel certain objects towards or away from myself. You can think of it like telekinesis except, instead, I act just like a magnet to whatever object(s) I mentally focus on. 

Also, I can manipulate the amount of gravity push down on an object(s) outside of myself. I mostly use it to make lifting things easier/harder for myself or others. It's pretty limited as far as how light I can make them. 

Increasing and decreasing the amount of gravity acting on my own body is what comes most naturally out of all. I can shift my own gravitational pull or push towards other surfaces, mostly just repelling off the ground as of now. Manipulating my attraction to walls and ceiling is very difficult. I've done it like once on accident and ate shit when my focus broke. I usually use it to 'Gravity Jump' or make myself lighter. I mean who wouldn't want to moon walk as much as they could? Just petty stuff like that." 

LIMITATIONS:

"My limits? We'll first off, I can't create gravity itself. I can only manipulate the amount of gravity present. If I would like to manipulate an objects gravity I am forced to borrow my own or put what gravity I took from the object onto myself. Depending on what I'd like to do, I can become feeling lighter or like a there is more pressure on me. 

The object(s) that I am manipulating have to be in a 3-4.5 meter range. Outside of that I cannot pick up on it's gravity. Also, I can only manipulate 2 or 3 objects at a time before my focus breaks. I cannot make objects as heavy as a refrigerator or as light as a feather but, depending on my focus level I can remove or take away quite a bit.

As far as my human magnet side goes, I can raise my gravitational pull and attract/repel up to two or three objects. My ability only allows that I be one of those objects. For example, I cannot make you and your dog come flying towards each other. Its impossible for my skill set. However, I can make a soda can start to shake and then rapidly attract towards my own body. 

Sadly, I am not able to create and type of forcefield or make an entire room zero-gravity."

SIDE-EFFECTS: 

So far, the worst I've come to is, some fatigue after using it for a long time, a couple bloody noses, a headache here and there, and the pressing need for sleep. Also, because I'm always trying to make myself feel lighter because who wouldn't, when my power is at its weakest my steps feel heavy and I tire easily. 




"Just sit there and look pretty for a moment."

"Okay?"

"Marcus Parker, Gyrokinetic, is around 5'11''. Lanky build, not very muscular. Obtains a fairly lean, athletic body just no whole lot of brute strength going on. Amber eyes most likely change through the seasons. Mars wear prescription, black, thick rimmed glasses he has to wear because of his discomfort with contacts. 

Thick, brown hair when it isn't buzzed off. Styling just shows messy and loosely spike in the front. Mars is 17 and has as little body hair possible, which scares him but at the same time he is glad he's not a 'chewbacca'. 

He dresses just like every teenager, nothing new there. Maybe a teeshirt with a cheesy saying on it or some star wars graphic mixed in there.


"Tell us about your upbringing, manifestation, ect."

"Childhood, childhood, childhood: hood for the children – hmm, lets see…

I was born on November 10th, to Michal and Sarah Parker. I grew up in Highland Park, Illinois. I can always remember my older brother Ryan tormenting me growing up, but in that childish brotherly love type way. We are still really close but haven’t really talked since I transferred to Bellefonte.

Honestly, my life wasn’t hard at all. Growing up I suffered little to no tragedies and everything was very normal. Just picture the cookie cutter modern family.

I went to school just like every other kid, played tons of sports like Dad wanted. I never took too much interest in those but it pacified the old man. Like you said before, I guess I’m a smart kid. Always been a nerd/geek at heart but never tried to expose that side of myself too much. Well, I try. I give it my best effort really. It’s just Star Wars and videogames are my true loves, really. A’s and that sort of thing have always come easy to me, but only in thing that I’m interested in. History, English, and all that mumbo-jumbo I never really tried that hard at in school, out of lack of interest, really.

Stereotypically, most kids like me got bullied. I actually never got bullied. I mean there were definite bullies around but they never seemed to take interest in me. I’m pretty sure they were afraid of me. I was quite young and devious little rascal. I guess I still am. Occasional Saturday detentions are to be expected. Anyways, those kids would always seen the hilarious prank I pulled on school staff and never really wanted to find out what I would do to them. I mea to be honest, small, petty pranks were all that I found my self-getting into. It’s not like it was anything criminal, but enough to scare a fifth grader into not messing with you.

My mom used to get so angry when I was getting into trouble at school. ‘Her baby’ wasn’t supposed to be a delinquent. I guess the pranks and little naughty deeds got bigger, harsher, and more advance, as I got older and smarter. I mean it’s kind of hard for the cops to catch you if you make it really hard for them to take other step. Basically, with my ability you can speed walk and get away. That’s only with one cop, of course. But, that’s all that it ever comes to. All my ability could take was just a fat mall cop chasing me down through a crowded store with my hand full of goodies.

I like to get my adrenalin pumping every once and awhile but I’m usually not too much of a scoundrel. I like people just as much as video games. By people I mean girls. Oops, I mean, well… ANYWAYS, I’m not a socially awkward hermit. i mean I guess you could call me a hopeless romantic but really I think the ladies love me. Some of them just don't want to admit it.

As far as friend go, I’ve never had trouble making them or talking to people. I guess I can be a smartass at time but who isn’t? I don't alleyways have to be right or anything but I just might make fun of you when you are terribly wrong. 

But yeah, life was great until my manifestation. These badass powers didn't exactly help my family life. 

It all started on just a normal day. I went to school, then to soccer and came home. I was too lazy to do my homework so I sat on the ouch and played Black Ops 3 for an hour or two. Just a side note, that game is a freakin' classic. I am yet to see a first person shooter than amounts to it. 

After that, I ate dinner with the family. Spaghetti and garlic bread, my favorite. Sneaked some ice-cream after but, YOLO right? I went back to play black ops until it was around 10:30 pm. I was fourteen at the time, if I didn't mention that. Being fourteen 10:30 was pretty late for me, especially after soccer. 

I went up to my room and took a shower, since I hadn't since I got home. I got out and opened my medicine cabinet to reach the tooth paste. I was barely paying attention when I got sort of lightheaded and everything around me started to float. Everything just hovered there for a moment and I passed out in the shower. No life alert jokes, please. I woke up to the water during in my mouth and I choke on it for a moment before rethink what had just happened. 

At the time I didn't have my glasses on so I thought I was going crazy. I just kind of ignored it until the middle of the night when I woke up, hovering above my bed. I didn't know what the hell was going on. It didn't scare me a bit but I had no idea what was going on. After that if I focused, I could make object pull towards me and I could make myself feel lighter or heavier. 

Being myself, I spent all my time researching what are mutants. I dug and dug but I couldn't find anything that helpful except for at the time what I thought were just meaningless conspiracies. Not hard facts to support what had happened to me. 

For a few days, I used to to my advantage. I was in love with this gift that I had, just like the character in the comics I read. 

Parents weren't too happy when the recruiters came dragging me by the ear. they had caught be shoplifting a build-your-own-trampoline kit that I stole. Apparently their gifts were to sense other peoples gifts. Little did I know they were tracking me. They had to explain to my parents - who I had not told - that I was a mutant and blah blah blah. Pretty sure my mom cried for like three hours or something ridiculous. Dad was just angry because they were making Mom cry. I'm pretty sure he still doesn't give a shit that I'm away from home.

I honestly wasn't phased by the whole process. Manifestation and al that was one exciting adventure. A new school full of superpower kids. What could be better?

My started freaking out though. She said I was cursed or something stupid. Demon possessed or something. She basically banished me from out family and I am never welcome again. That part kind of sucks but I'l get over it. Why would I want to be around someone who hates me that much? 

BUT ON THE BRIGHT SIDE. I've been at BA for three years training, enjoying life and what not.

The first year I arrived was a blast. Everything was so new to me and I was just rolling in the satisfaction of living alone. Of course I had roommates but no mothers telling me to go to bed at a certain or et certain food. I guess it was sort of immature but I was happy.

I didn't really make that much of an effort to make friends. I would just go to school, eat, train and then head back to my dorm to lock myself in my room and play video games all night long. It wasn't healthy at all and eventually I craved personal interaction with others. It's a sad human flaw. I then decided to joined the video game club and the track team. I figured both are good ways to meet people and track is just good exercise.

I am just now starting to play soccer, again. I kind of avoided it the past couple years just out of spite for my dad. He always forced my to play since I was like seven and he wasn't there to tell me I had to.  But now I realize that I actually enjoy soccer and I kind of miss it. 

Other than that nothing really has happened...

Oh! SPRITE, I totally forgot. Nasty little virus. For me, thank the gods, it only increased my abilities and my control over them. I did go a little about of control for a couple days just because it amped my gravity control but other than that - The virus interested me more than it hurt me or anything. I tried to get on the research team for it but something about "you're too young" or some bull crap like that."

"We are going to have to end it there. Thank you for your time."

SAMPLE:

USERNAME: cedar

AGE GROUP: fetus

EXPERIENCE: just started yesterday

WHERE DID YOU FIND US? on the ground

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