ABOUT YOU:

Your Name: Adam
Your Age: 16
How you found us.. Er...I really don't remember...Sorry
Your Username: Adam Levy
AIM:none
E-Mail:...I'd rather not...is that okay?

SAMPLE RP POST: This is from an rp I had on another site. It's not X-men, hope that's okay. Background info: The character is Arnem, the vampiric God of Fear and grandson of the Creator of Dalsa Baleth/Lidelas. (That's the name of the place)

Arnem had first laid eyes on Armand not but a week ago and at that very moment he knew he must have him. He wanted that beautiful golden hair; the small and deceivingly young looking body, and the strength that was evident in Armand was immense, even though it could not match that of his Godly pursuer. Arnem had followed Armand to his resting place that night, being sure not to be noticed by even the powerful senses of a vampire and had made it a habit to follow the golden haired vampire’s hunt every night since. He wanted to watch and be excited as the beautiful creature made his struck down his victims and fed but now he was getting tired of hiding in the shadows.

When this particular night began, Arnem allowed Armand to feel his presence from the very beginning, he allowed Armand to be aware that he was being followed and would wait until after the kill was made to introduce himself. Vampires always felt their strongest and most immortal after they fed and perhaps Armand would challenge the God in a foolish fit of arrogance, how sweet that would be, the thought of bringing this beauty to his knees and dominating him brought upon Arnem a feeling of tremendous pleasure, one that could nearly be match to that of the feeding.

Now, as he watched Armand display his fangs for the young couple and quickly declare to them that he was in control it took all of his self-control to stay hidden. It would be but a moment or two before they could finally meet, and Arnem could hear directly that stunning voice, knowing that for once it was directed at himself. There was no doubt that Arnem was positively infatuated with this being, and his infatuations quickly became obsessions if not kept in check.

Sitting comfortably in a tree limb, Arnem ready to pounce down and introduce himself after Armand was done with his victims. His patience was growing thin as he caught the sight of that pale skin, caressed by lovely golden locks and reflecting the moonlight in such a beautiful way, he simply wanted to touch it, possibly break it and make it bleed and then nurse the wound with his tongue, swallowing the blood and becoming invigorated. Glancing down he saw a huge mass of emerald and ebony scales, it had began to wrap itself around the trunk of the tree and climb up to meet his master. When the huge serpentine head reached Arnem’s limb and rested in his lap long, strong, white fingers lowered to caress the smooth skin of the snake as his yellow gleaming eyes stared up into the face of the only being he trusted. Kaa was raised by Arnem and was always at his side, he was so large now that he had no trouble at all in wrapping about a full-grown cow and even now his tail still rested on the ground while the rest of his body was up in the large tree.

Suddenly Arnem heard a loud noise as the skull of the young boy was crushed and his eyes separated from those of Kaa’s to glance down at Armand. His obsession was now scanning the trees but did not see his follower and so the God decided he would take the first step. He removed his companion’s head from his lap and leapt from the tree to land in front of Armand. Gripping his gilded cloak Arnem gave a large sweeping bow when his feet came in contact with the ground and cocked his head as he spoke.

“Hello sweet Armand, I’ve waited so long to finally speak with you.”

The corner of the god’s thin mouth turned up in a cruel smirk as he tossed some of his wild blond locks back over his shoulder. Usually they would have been tied back, but on this night he could not be bothered. Extending his right hand, the pale flesh almost glowing in the moonlight and his elaborate ring gleaming and clinking as his index finger moved ever so delicately in anticipation for the cool grip of the other vampire.

“I am Arnem, but I am sure you know of me.”
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Your Character's Name: Adam Levy
Code Name: Mutant-367 or M-367
Nickname: ...He doesn't really have a very good sense of humor, and no friends that could give him a nickname
Gender: Male
Age: 17
Height: 5'8''
Weight: 150
Hair: It's actually blond, but he dyes it black to hide better
Eyes: Pale blue
Ethnicity: He used to live in London, his mother was from France, his father was Canadian

Personality/Moods: He's very withdrawn and seems to be shy. He doesn't like getting close to people but if he ever did they would discover his true self. He is absolutely insane. A killer with presistence rivaled by no one who will not let anybody get in his way. Even with all of his presistence, however, he would gladly accept death should it come to strike him down.

Description/Body Type: He's slim and fair. Nobody would ever expect him to be strong enough to take down the people he has, let alone to want to. He just doesn't seem the type to kill, he appears to be more of the type to be a bookworm, who got good grades all through school and never had any friends. Part of that is true, he never did have any real friends.

Pet/Companion: None

Normal Day clothes: Adam is very simple, he is usually seen with no more than a black zip up hoodie, a white t-shirt and old, worn jeans.

Training suit: He just trains in his normal day clothes because he doesn't ever plan to train. It's more of a spur of the moment type thing.

Combat Suit: Black leather. It would appear to be thick but is actually quite maneuverable.

Relationships/family: Mother: Chantel Levy. Father: Michael Levy

Powers:

1. He absorbs kinetic energy from blunt attacks (i.e.: A punch) and uses it to heighten his strength, speed and agility.
2. He can use the absorbed energy to shoot a brilliant beam of what appears to be light. This beam can be quite strong and on extremely rare occasions can activate the X gene in a person.

Weaknesses:

1. His absorbed energy only lasts for a few hours tops, and when he uses his higher strength, speed or agility it drains quicker.
2. After shooting his beam of energy he is completely drained, this is usually a last resort.

Fears Lightning

Weapons: He carries a small knife with him at all times. It's nothing special, just something he picked up on his travels.

Affiliation/Team/Group: He's a loner but offers his services as an assassin to any who pay him enough.

History: While he lived in London, Adam's powers first manifested themselves at fifteen in a crowded street. He first noticed he gained a small amount of strength when people would push him out of the way. He liked this feeling and began purposely bumping into people just to feel it, unwillingly absorbing and gathering kinetic energy. Eventually, Adam bumped into a hardened criminal who in return began beating him. Adam found his new strength and pushed the man who was more than twice his size into a brick wall. The criminal was angry and attacked him again and Adam in turn discovered his other power and shot a blinding beam of energy at the man. The man's X gene was then activated and he gained control over lightning and electricity, he broke Adam's back and just before the boy was to die he remembered being grabbed by someone.

He spent a year in a comma in a facility in Verona, Italy. The facility operated under the facade that they were part of a European Mutant Control Program with other bases in England, Paris, Russia, Spain and Germany but this was all a lie. These countries were developing methods to control the powers of mutants and use them in wars, the sick people in charge thought that it was a game. They wanted to see battles between mutants, they had seen American mutants who called themselves x-men on the news and they liked what they saw. They were amused by it, excited by it and wanted more. They controlled the police and hospitals and gathered mutants for their purpose and Adam was of great use to them. He could awake the X gene! He could MAKE mutants; they didn't have to hunt them down anymore.

Needless to say, Adam wouldn't stand for this and helped a strange oddball group of mutants set the others in the facility free. This was the last time he ever did anything out of the kindness of his heart. For a year he trained, he honed his powers on his own and began to take money to kill people. It was a good way to earn his keep. Unfortunately, his ability to absorb energy started to get to him. The pain that he felt from an enemy's landed blow became pleasure and he developed a masochistic outlook on the whole situation.

Notes: Err...Sorry about the slack job history...I’ll have a better one later I’m sure.