Raiden, Samuel Demetrius

[Samuel Demetrius Raiden]

NAME: Samuel, Demetius, Raiden
NICKNAME: Sam, Sammy
AGE: 18, October 30th
GENDER: Trans* Male [Female to Male]
ORIENTATION: Homosexual Demiromantic
POSITION: College Student
FACE CLAIM: Alex Evans

POWER: Synesthete; Super-human eye-sight and hearing
-Can see distances greater than the normal human with crystal clear clarity.
-Can see objects too small to be seen by the naked human eye; like looking through a microscope. 
-Can hear conversations, and sounds at great distances with crystal clear clarity
-Can pin-point the location of a sound and separate conversations from each other
Limitations:-Can only intensify one at a time; other senses stop while doing so, including the ones he cannot intensify
Ex; If he is enhancing his hearing, he cannot see, smell, taste or feel.
-Requires extreme focus; frequent use can cause head-aches, nausea, fatigue, and even unconsciousness
-Can only see up to 30 miles in each direction
-Can only hear objects up to 20 miles in each direction
-Cannot see through walls
-Hearing through walls makes the sound quality depleted 
Side-effects:
-Frequent eye migraines, causing blindness for an uncertain period of time
-Loud sounds can cause deafness for an uncertain period of time


So what I look like, right? Well, uhm, I have medium length brown-hair. It's very soft. I take great pride in my hair. I like to describe my eyes with the cliche 'icy-blue' color, but if I'm not being cliche, they're just grey. I'm about 5'6, so not exactly tall, but I'm not really short either. I'm told I'm pretty skinny, I don't think I'm skinny enough. I was blessed with a great complexion, I hardly get pimples. I am rather pale though. I have fairly wide hips, but that comes from being born a girl.

Oh! I have a few tattoos too. I have 'love' on my wrist in my own hand-writing. I have a blue poisonous dart frog on my left arm, it's a tattoo to honor my father. I also have a set of piercings called 'snake-bites'. Tattoos are pretty easy for me because I can't feel them if I focus on other things. Okay, so I always wear this necklace that might seem kind of weird, but it means a lot to me. The necklace was one of those fairy-dust necklaces that I put my dad's ashes in. It just means he's always with me. I always wear a chest-binder too. At least until I get rid of them.

Okay right, you want to know more about me personally. Well, I have extreme paranoia that no one actually likes me, that usually throws a wrench in my friendships, but those who stick through it, I care about a lot. I would do anything for my friends. I would jump in front of a bullet for them. I also have chronic depression, which makes it hard for me to even get out of bed some days. BUT! on days I do get out I GO out and have fun. I'll party, or go to theme parks, or just about anywhere. People say I'm pretty out-going and fun to be around, but they could just be lying.

I'm not a big fan of being touched though and any rough textures, fabrics, such as polyester, will put me in sensory over-load. I LOVE fuzzy and soft textures though. I also love sea-creatures, like octopi. Octopi don't care about the world and are crazy smart. They're definitely my favorite animal. Other than that, I don't really think there's much more to me.

My family? Well I have two sisters. Matty and Kat. Matty is 39, she's only my half sister, on my dad's side though. Kat is 21, we share both parents. My dad would be 68 this year but he died when I was little. I'll get to that though. His name was Marshall by the way. My mom is named Michelle. She's 50 as of last december. I personally have a kitten. His name is as cliche as ever, Mittens. He's a little special, but cute. My sister Kat keeps her cat, Lion, with her and Matty has Treble with her. That's about it for my family though.

So my life story. Here we go! My mom was at a Halloween party dressed as a cow when she went into labour with me. Born; Samantha Raiden, female. I was born a day earlier than I was supposed to be, but I guess that wasn't really important. I was however born with premature organs and had to be in ICU for a week or so longer after I was born until they were developed enough. After that I wasn't keeping any formula down, and my mom couldn't breast feed so they took my back to the hospital. This is where we figured out I was allergic to soy beans. I had to be on pre-digested protein until I was old enough to eat baby food. After that growing up was pretty normal.

I lived in a rather large house due to my dad being really well off from his past work. Well, it was normal until I was about 8 years old. That's when my dad got cancer. At the time, I didn't realize how serious it was. I vaguely remember going with them to the hospital every two weeks when he got his chemo. I didn't know that's what was going on of course. I just remember they had this really cool craft table that I got to make cool different things each time. About 6 months after that we stopped going. My dad had survived cancer. That's really cool. After that we moved into a smaller house. We being Kat, my dad, my mom, and I. Matty had already been out of the house for years. The cure had taken a toll to our money, but we never went hungry.

When I was 10, my dad was taking me and my friend to the movies. At this point in life, my dad was having a hard time getting around, the chemo had the side-effect of making his already bad back, worse. Anyways, we were at the movies, well leaving 'cause we already watched the movie, and my friend had gone to the bathroom. My dad knowing he was slow, decided to get a move on towards the car. That's when he tripped. He fell and hit his head against the wall. His spinal cord was almost severed and he was paralyzed from the shoulders down. What happened next was a blur, some strangers called 911, the ambulance came, my mom picked me and my friend up. I remember sitting in a hospital waiting room for hours. I then ended up spending the night with my friend. The next day my mom took me to the hospital to visit my dad. I pretty much lived in that hospital with my sisters and my mom for the next two months. My dad had been conscious for most of it. Near the end, they moved him to a new room. In the process, he got staph infection and was pretty much brain dead. Matty had power of attorney and decided to pull the plug. At the time, I was angry. How could she kill our dad? But, now I understand that it was the right decision.

After that, Mom wasn't the same. Mom went crazy to be honest. She was barely around to take care of me and Kat. I mean, Kat ended up taking care of me, at least until she came here. I went to live with Matty after that. When I was living with her I found this place that was a hang out for GLBT teens and I thought that was really cool. I was pretty sure I was bisexual at that point anyways.

I go to this place and there was the very first female- to - male transgendered person I had ever met. I thought it was pretty cool. I mean, I had never really thought about my gender. I knew I wasn't 'girly' and considered myself a 'tomboy'. The more and more I learned about this transgender thing I realized that was how I feel. I asked to go by Samuel and male pronouns. My family was more okay with it than I expected. They've all been really good about it. Well, except for Mom. I don't talk to her much anyways.

So when I was about 12 my powers came in. I was going to online school at the time so I was at home. And suddenly I could see and hear everything. I could see the dust mites then I could see my sister, at work, miles away. I could hear my neighbor 10 blocks away whispering sweet-nothings to his mistress. And then there was nothing. I was out cold, unconscious. When I woke up there were the same nice men in suits that took Kat. Then I was here. 

At school, I mostly focused on controlling my powers or at least getting my senses back to normal, since I was unable to turn them off, that way I wasn't passing out every 10 minutes. I also learned to look/hear farther. I can magnify my sight 2 times more than I could to begin with. I figured out how to hear farther, and how to focus on one conversation rather than hearing everything in between.

My first year was horrible. I was unconscious most of the first year anyways. I kind of was in a bad place, mentally, years 2-4, I was struggling with my body, gender-identity, and the weight of my dad's death actually hit me, plus my chronic depression. Thus, I was either practicing my powers, or sleeping. I got a little better year 5 when I met my friend Danny. He helped me through a lot of things and got me out of the dorms and such. I think he's the only person I can really trust to not ever leave me. He left to go to college abroad this year though, but we talk literally everyday, from the time we wake up to the time we go to bed. My grades were average, I don't really care about grades. I did excel in science though, y'know, the whole being my own microscope thing.

And that's my life. Oh wait, my mom. No one really knows where she is. After I left to live with Matty she started moving around a lot. I hear from her on occasion when she wants money, money she knows I have since I got it as inheritance from my dad. She says it's for rent, but I really don't think that's what it's for. I honestly don't want to know what it's actually for.

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