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Post by Connor Davis on May 17, 2014 0:20:36 GMT -6
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NAME:Connor James Davis
NICKNAME: CJ, Con
AGE:22
GENDER: Male
ORIENTATION: Heterosexual
POSITION: Student (College)
FACE CLAIM: Stephen Amell
POWER:
Bone Manipulation
Connor is able to manipulate his skeletal structure. This allows him to regrow or fix bones, and control the density of his skeleton. He his able to fire finger bones like bullets and does this on occasion when he needs to protect himself from a distance. Due to finger bones being smaller than the rest of his skeleton system he is able to regrow them fairly rapidly. When he uses this ability the new bone grows rapidly behind the old one quickly taking up the space occupied by the older finger bones, with no where to go except forward and a gradual change in shape of the older bone, making the tip sharper, the bone is forced out of the tips of his finger at a similar speed and velocity as a 9mm bullet. As with any of his powers that require expelling bones from his body this tends to be painful as he leaves exit wounds at the tips of his fingers that take time to heal. He also is able to create new shapes with his bones allowing him access to weapons such as bone swords or knives.
Side Effects and Limitations
A major Side effect to Connors ability is that he has a major calcium deficiency due to constantly regrowing or changing the density of his skeleton. He has to take calcium pills and other medication on top of drinking and eating alot of things that are rich in calcium to keep his bones from developing Osteoporosis. The more actively he uses his powers the more calcium he needs in his system to compensate. Changing density or regrowing bones takes time and concentration, While he is able to withstand a fall from a tall building by increasing his bones density he can't do it in a few seconds. It also depends on the size of the bone hes trying to regrow. Finger bones don't take very long seeing as they are so small but trying to regrow a femur would take more then a few seconds. Since he doesn't have rapid cellular regeneration he is still vulnerable to trauma, even that caused by himself. If you cut him he would still bleed and have to heal normally. Forcing bones out of his body also could cause damage to his body as well seeing as his body would not be able to rapidly heal any of the exit wounds.
APPEARANCE SECTION:
Connor Stands at about 6'4 and weighs in at 240 pounds. He is of Caucasian decent with a British ancestry. He has short dark brown hair that gets wavy the longer he lets it grow out. He tries to spend as much time as possible outside so naturally he has tanned as a result. He has dark brown eyes that seem to glint with a knowing and a life of hardship that is well beyond his years. He has several tattoos most to do with christian symbolism. He has a cross on his left arm enshrined with thorns. A large Warrior angel that covers the majority of his his back and the phrase non timebo mala(I Will Fear no Evil) accross his chest.
Connor appearance tends to change if he has not received enough calcium. If he has taken enough calcium in or if he has avoided using his powers long enough for his body to regulate his calcium naturally he has a healthy glow about him, he looks to be in his prime well defined an all. When is powers use up a large amount of calcium however he gets a sickly palour to his skin, his body sags and he looks more fragile then a newborn baby, as if the slightly thing would cause him to shatter into nothing. It as if he is a different person.
MUST HAVE APPAREL: He usually wears T-shirts with jeans. He isn't one for buying the latest trends or brands, he just goes for whatever is comfortable and practical.
PERSONALITY SECTION:
Despite the hard times he has had growing up Connor is one of the first people to smile or crack a joke. He has developed a happy go lucky attitude since living away from his parents. He tends to make friends wherever he goes and can be very charasmatic, A trait he most likely developed from his father. He doesn't like talking about his family however, after what they had done to him he doesn't consider them much of a family and gets very closed up when people try to talk about them.
People close to Connor (Which arn't very many) do see another side of him. When he thinks he's alone you can see his eyes go distant as he thinks back to his childhood, before his parents had gotten so swept up in their political careers. He hates that there careers changed them so much from the loving parents he remembers growing up with. It also irritates him that he turns into a brooding mess when his parents are involved. Despite all of this however he is a loyal friend who would do anything to help someone, even a stranger. He does that in part because of his good nature but also to prove that he is not like his parents.
EXTRA QUIRK: He loves anything that taste like banana yet hates actually eating the fruit.
FATHER:James Davis (Congressmen)
MOTHER:Diana Davis (Lawyer)
SIBLINGS:None
PET:A siberian Husky named Alpine
SIGNIFICANT OTHER:none at the moment
WORTHY MENTIONS:nope
CHILDHOOD:
Connor Was born in Brooklyn New York New York on January the 28th. His parents were both law students when he was born and lived in a tiny apartment while they attended school part time. They had been high school sweethearts from a small town outside of Pittsburgh and had moved to New York with dreams of being lawyers. Connor's childhood was the part of his life that he is the most fond about. His mother would often hum while she studied and often times would sing little made up songs for Connors to make him Giggle. His father would often take him to football games and play catch with him in the tiny front yard of their tiny house. You would have thought that being in law school would have prevented them from spending time with their son but they always found a way to make time for him, To be there when he needed them to be.
Even at a young age he considered himself a lucky kid, two great parents who loved him unconditionally. A home, a child innocence towards the world. His days were spent laughing and running around catching fireflies at dusk. Little did he know that his life would change so very much after his parents had gotten their Law degrees. That day happened a few months after his 9th birthday, His parents had a small celebration between the three of them and then several weeks later moved out of their small somewhat ratty house to a very spacious three bedroom in the upper east side.
ADOLESCENCE:
Connor and family lived in their new residence for the next few years. His parents careers took priority as Connor Grew older. At first he was left with a Nanny then as he grew a little older he was left alone, to care for himself. His father was running for Congress after all and he didn't need the distractions that a young boy brought. Soon Connor became rebellious, acting out in any way possible to try and get his parents attention. They were always mad at him telling him that it would look bad for his fathers campaign but he didn't care because atleast they were paying attention to him again. After one said incident which involved spraying silly string all over the living room right before a big interview with a reporter from the times his parents had finally had enough.
They shipped Connor off to a fancy boarding school in Miami where he wouldn't be able to bother them and let them salvage what was left of his fathers campaign. Around this time Connor started developing his abilities. He had gotten into a fight with one of the school bullies and his gang which ended up with Connor breaking an arm. Leaving him bruised and beaten Connor managed to Hobble back to his dormitory, The bully was a model student to all of their teachers and know one would believe that he would have done such a thing. If he had gone to the nurse and explained how his arm had gotten broken she would most likely have gotten him in trouble for lying. He decided that he would just go to the emergency room downtown when he noticed that his arm had stopped hurting. He looked to see that somehow his arm wasn't broken anymore, afraid of what this mean't he kept the secret to himself at first. Then a few weeks later a man from Canada came, telling him that he knew about Connors abilities and he was here to take him to a place where he could learn about them. Thrilled with the chance to learn more Connor accepted. He spent some time at the school before it unfortunately burned down, leaving him stranded.
ADULTHOOD:
After the school in Canada burned down Connor was told that he would be transferred to another "special" School somewhere near the town of Kalispell Montana by one of their recruiters. He had never been to Montana but took it as a blessing that it would still be far enough away from his past life. Bellefonte became his new home, a place where he could learn to control his powers without fear of persecution of what he could do. After finishing up high school at BA he continued on to college their where he studies biology. He had not felt more at home in a place since the little home in Brooklyn and he planned on enjoying his life here for as long as he can.
SAMPLE:
Wind rustled the leaves softly as Connor walked across the front lawn of the acadamy. He had decided to leave class early today so he could enjoy the warmer weather of the coming Summer, It had not yet reached the scorching summers temps quite yet and Connor had every intention of enjoying it before he Summer was in full swing. He had chosen to wear a pair of light brown khaki shorts and dark green T-shirt today, a book bag slung over one shoulder nonchalantly.A blue flat brimmed giants hat sitting on his head. The only memento he kept of his former life. Finding a nice tall oak to sit down against he closed his eyes and let another cool breeze wash over him.
The problem with siting here by himself was it allowed his mind to wonder, and as usual his mind ended up wondering towards his parents. Sure it started off ok, his childhood was better then most kids. Trips to Yankee stadium or fall football games cheering on the Giants to victory. Then his mind would wonder over to his mom, her sweet voice making up silly little songs that made toddler Connor burst in a fit of giggles. a sad smile played across Connor's face as he remembered one of them, something about a silly mouse that thought he could fly. Of course after his father began running for Congress his whole life get turned upside down. Gone were the days of sporting events or playing catch in the yard. Songs were no longer sung through the kitchen window as his mother bustled around making dinner or studying for another final, inching their ways one step closer to a law degree. No, now was the time of endless press conferences and interviews. Plenty of hand shaking and important dinner parties little Connor was required to attend.
Then of course there was the day his parents decided that Connor was being a detriment to his fathers work and they shipped him off to that shit boarding school hundreds of miles away. He shook his head in disgust, the only good thing his folks ever did for him after his dad got into Congress and his folks moved to Washington was send him to Belefonte, at least here he was with people like himself, people who were different. This was the first place that had felt like home to him since the tiny house in Brooklyn and he meant to make the most.
USERNAME: Connor is fine
AGE GROUP: 22
EXPERIENCE: probably like 6 years or so
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