C-box(not reliable, as I tend to have several tabs open at once)HOW YOU FOUND US:
Avalene dragged me kicking and screaming (aka, willingly)OTHER CHARACTERS ON THE SITE
Xavier!CREDIT WHERE IT'S DUE:http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cuttlefish#Skin
BASIC INFORMATIONCANON OR ORIGINAL:
Other FULL NAME:
17DATE OF BIRTH:
April 24thMARITAL STATUS:
HomosexualBASE OF OPERATIONS:
His little apartment close to Mutant TownTIME AT INSTITUTE:
Elmira, NYKNOWN RELATIVES:
Gina Allens (Mother)
Jeff Allens (Father)PHYSICAL APPEARANCEHEIGHT:
Tidus is very light. He has a high metabolism, so he burns through food fast. The reason for his fast calorie burning is the extra muscles he uses for his abilities. The human body just isn’t fully adapted to handle changing pigment constantly, so he needs a steady supply of food for his ability to work. At five feet, two inches he is a few pounds under a healthy weight. Not only does his metabolism contribute to this, but his constant worrying and fretting burns energy. Any muscle he has is lean and wiry.EYES:
Tidus has clear blue eyes inherited from his father. The are large proportionally compared to his face. Often he displays the whites of his eyes, looking like a frightened rabbit.HAIR:
His hair is short, cropped close to his ears and straight. It is of an unremarkable bay hue and silky to the touch.DISTINGUISHING MARKS:
Tidus has uniquely shaped pupils. They are easy to miss if you don't look too closely at his face, but once you do, they can get a little distracting. His pupils are "w" shaped, much like a cuttle fish. He has a hard time distinguishing colors, instead, he can see contrast much better and perceive polarization of light. He has two spots of concentrated sensor cells in his retina. One for looking forward and one for looking backward. Instead of being reshaped like normal humans, Tidus' lenses reshape the entire eye to change focus. CLOTHING STYLE:
Tidus dresses like the average teenage boy. He wears layers all the the time of dull colors such as black and grey hoodies. He finds jeans comfortable in all weather and refuses to wear shorts. A pair of large, round sunglasses are perched upon his nose at all times, to hide his strange eyes.He has a pair of ratty sneakers which are always on his feet. He hasn’t bought new shoes for three years. Unless the garment is falling apart, Tidus will keep it and refuse to buy new clothing.UNIFORM:
He wears no uniform and has yet to find clothes that can blend as well as he can. The closest he can get to this is wearing camo suits. Which he doesn’t have or wear. Tidus also refuses to run around naked, so yeah. Maybe he'll find some material to wear during his adventures...POWERSGENERAL DESCRIPTION:
Tidus contains chromatophore-like cells within his body.These cells,when triggered by emotional and sometimes conscious signals can rapidly expand and contract to release pigments. These can change the color,opacity, and reflectiveness of the skin.
Without training, this change can only be brought about through a rush of hormones or adrenaline, as well as other chemicals released during extreme emotion. The imitation of the surroundings will be less effective, his outline more easily discernible. Once he learns to calm himself and focus on his surroundings, Tidus will be able to change his pigmentation at will. This will result in more detailed and effective camouflage, rather than his quick, sloppy instinctive patterns.
Texture can also be changed using special microscopic muscles under the skin. This serves to better blend Tidus in to his environment.This ability is rather limited to more simple textures,such as sand or brick. Maybe even the texture of a thorn bush is he tries hard enough.Something that is of a simple pattern is easier to imitate. or example, cow spots versus leopard print. His skin becomes rough or slightly spiny with the contraction of these muscles,but that’s about it.
Tidus has not discovered this ability, so he has absolutely no control over it yet. It will happen randomly and in the most inconvenient situations. Most noticeably when Tidus is angry or frightened. Even when he is aroused, which is highly embarrassing, then he sort of...Disappears and fades into the background...This trait is more unconsciously performed. Maybe someday he’ll learn to flex these tiny muscles at will, but that will take a lot of work and maybe the assistance of another mutant.WEAKNESS:
This change in pigment works better from a distance, especially if he is moving. His skin changes color fast, but not quite quick enough if he is really booking it. Color change does not extend to his clothing. This is obviously a disadvantage, as he can be easily seen if clothing is floating in mid air. Tidus is not about to start running around naked.
Texture is limited, as he has no conscious control over this ability. He also just recently discovered he could imitate textures, so he has no real idea how it works or how to control it. This ability is mostly triggered through emotion.
Both powers are mostly controlled by mood. When drunk or drugged or extremely fatigued, it lags or short circuits color. Basically, instead of changing his skin color in a few seconds, Tidus will sluggishly fade into the background. Thanks to the muscles attached to his pigment and texture control, Tidus needs a steady supply of food and snacks to be able to blend. If he is really hungry, his body conserves energy by restricting nutrient flow to the chromataphore cells.
He has low stamina, and low muscle strength.Tidus is more of a sprinter than an endurance champion. If he has been using these cells for more than six hours, he will be unable to change color. Possibly even be stuck with the pattern and/or texture he was just imitating until he gets rest and food.PERSONALITY
protective,stubborn, gullible, self conscious,clingy
Tidus has calmed down since over the three years of living on his own. Granted, he is still quiet, but he has lost most of his skittishness. Living by himself has given Tidus confidence he was never aware of. He wont start exclaiming his virtues to the world, but he wont wallow in self pity like he used to. He will initiate conversation, though he sometimes takes a moment before doing so. He will admit he is a mutant if anyone asks.
It takes him a while to warm up to new people, but once he does, he can be pretty chatty. Tidus, having been coddled most of his life is a very clingy little guy. He needs to have people around him to function. This behavior can get annoying as he will literally attach his hand to a sleeve or hem of a sweater and hold on until the person shrugs him off.
Tidus is pretty sensitive to the people around him and tries to comfort them if he can. Along with this trait, the boy is as protective and loyal as a dog. You win him over, he is you friend for life. He thinks you’re in trouble, he will do anything in his power to defend you. Tidus is stubborn in all things, though sometimes he needs an extra nudge if the goal pertains to himself.
He is a pretty gullible kid if a person uses fancy words or is a very convincing actor. Yes, Tidus is easily deceived. Growing up in his posh little neighborhood, he has been really sheltered from the rest of society. He is eager to see the best in others and fails to notice or heed any warning signs.
Tidus has an affinity for water. He just really likes the feeling of the cool liquid cradling his body. A quick swim does wonders to calm the boy down. Another favorite past time is baking. He likes to make cookies and banana bread, even though he doesn’t have a particular fondness for sweets...HISTORY
After years of trying to get pregnant and suffering through several miscarriages, Tidus Allens was born. He came two months early due to complications with his mother’s health. After being pumped with steroids and sleeping in an incubator for two months, he was free to return home with his mother and father.
Tidus’ father was a supervisor at a factory and his mother worked for the state as a social worker, so they were well off. The boy grew up in the Heights, a place where the more wealthy families live in Elmira, New York. The older couple’s son was too sensitive, always crying and whining when the other boys played rough. He preferred to play with girls, whose more gentle games seemed safer.
The youngster befriended an outcast in the group of children. She seemed normal enough, but...There was just something off about her...She seemed to have a hard time controlling her temper. At the park one day when Tidus was six, Sandra, for that was the girl’s name, jumped in to defend her friend from the local ruffians. They were pressing his face so hard into the dirt and grass, that the boy was having trouble breathing. Scared for his life and trembling with rage, she held out her hands and pushed.
A crackle of energy shot from her hands, making the young bully’s muscles seize. The boy screamed in agony, drawing concerned parents. The sight that greeted them was a shock. There stood a little girl, small tendrils of pale energy shimmering in her hands.
Sandra’s family was sued for drastic sums of money and the neighbors all did subtle acts of sabotage to drive the family away. Even Tidus' family acted in these senseless acts of hatred. Tidus was shocked and rather frightened by the changes that overcame his parents. They were different people, sinister and blind in their xenophobia. He was forced to cease his friendship with Sandra, afraid of what his father would do to him if he found out. He had seen a supporter of Sandra’s family. The young woman’s car had been taken apart during the night and her home windows smashed in. Sandra’s family lasted three months before they moved away.
Upon finding out that his only son had been friends with that quote: “Ungodly abomination,” Jeff Allens was furious. His son was a weakling and freak lover.He scolded his child harshly every time the young boy cried over his best friend leaving and shoved more “masculine” toys at his son. When these tactics did not work, he resorted to....”toughening” Tidus up...The boy explained to his mother that the bruises were from wrestling and sparring with his friends.
At the age of fourteen, Tidus’ father got an offer to transfer to New York city, along with a raise. It was a tough move for the child and it took him well over a year to adjust and make new friends in Manhattan. Joining the swim team helped him immensely and it was during practice that he met his best friend Riley Denozo. Riley was a year ahead of Tidus and swam an entirely different style and distance than Tidus(he long distance and Tidus did shorter races), but he always found time to practice with Tidus. His new friend didn’t mind Tidus’ hugs and constant affection. Riley fondly dubbed Tidus his “Cuddle Fish”, after the boy’s affectionate nature and fondness for swimming.
Around this time, Tidus started having a hard time focusing on objects. As well as a rather comical period of time where he would bump into objects.He complained to his mother that his eyes hurt and felt funny. When she peered at her son's eyes, her face drained of color and she took him to an optometrist. His eyes had irreversibly changed in shape and structure. Gina, Tidus' mother, paid the doctor a hefty sum to keep quiet and make special contact lenses for her son, as well as a prescription for glasses. She would not have her husband finding out, especially after the fiasco with the little mutant girl. With contact lenses, she could forget that her son was different.
Freshman year of high school, Tidus discovered that he had no attraction for girls. Instead, Riley drew his eye. Tall,lanky, dark Riley made Tidus’ heart race in what the boy thought was forbidden passion. His family was quite conservative and religious, they would not tolerate having gay offspring, so Tidus hid his affection for his friend. Well, he tried to. It was hard for a teen who was so open with his emotions. Plus, he spent quite a bit of time with his best friend. Riley eventually found out about Tidus’ crush through a mutual female friend and confronted his friend. Riley was also attracted to his small friend, so the two started dating in secret Junior year of high school. In his young heart, Tidus believed he could never be happier.DURING APOCALYPSE:
A mutant attacked the big Apple when Tidus was sixteen, bringing chaos and confusion down on the worlds of mere mortals. Stunned and desperate, the teens retreated to Tidus’ room. Thinking the world was going to end, the couple stepped up their relationship. Before, they had just fooled around, but that day, they went all the way. Unfortunately, Tidus’ panicked parents barged into the room, searching for their child and found him naked on his back in the bed. Terrified, embarrassed, and aroused, the young man felt his skin tingle and closed his eyes. He expected screaming, yelling, disgusted noises from his parents. Instead, his boyfriend pulled away and joined in the cacophony noise. What was wrong? Why were they all screaming his name? He opened his eyes and to his horror, he could not see himself. Well, he could if he struggled, but motionless, the boy was invisible. Riley left in a flurry and somehow, Tidus managed to calm himself down a little. With the slowing of his pulse and the adrenaline seeping out, he faded back to his original color. He dressed quickly, heart thudding and raced down the stairs. His parents were waiting, mother sobbing and father stony faced. Tidus was ordered to leave and never come back.
“No son of mine is such an unGodly creature. Obviously your mother is a loose whore. Only a disgusting mutant can beget another monster.You freak! Get out!”
With nothing but the clothes on his back, Tidus was thrown into the turbulent city, overrun with monsters and freaks. Needless to say he was a bit overwhelmed. Having been disowned by his family, with no one to turn to, he tried to find Riley.AFTER APOCALYPSE:
With the mutant battle nearing an end and a hurricane approaching, Tidus had no idea what to do. He had never been on his own nor ever had to defend himself. In the anarchy that was New York city, his new found ability turned out to be useful. When ever people would run past or gunshots would ring out, Tidus would instinctively freeze, his skin rapidly changing to suit his environment. The only place he could think of as safe was Riley’s home. So he meandered his way there, only to be chased out by his wild eyed friend. Riley wanted nothing to do with a mutant. They were murderers, destroyers of the peace. Freaks! Tidus had probably tainted him with his disgusting germs. What if he turned into a mutant!? Riley lashed out at his former lover. Fleeing the bruising arms and lashing tongue, Tidus lost his old life to screams of “Freak”, “mutant!”, and “fag!”
All ties cut with his family and friends, Tidus wandered aimlessly. Remembering a Will Smith movie, he tried to find a homeless shelter to spend the night. The first few weeks were hard, Tidus too scared to go back to school. So he tried to make it early to the lines at the homeless shelters and churches. Often, he has been hungry enough to steal from the shattered building around him, but only a handful of times, as he has felt exceedingly guilty over the theft. He took to frequenting the local YMCA during the day, working out and swimming. He had an account before his parents had kicked him out, so entering was easy. His contact lenses dried out much too quickly, and he couldn't afford the solution anymore, so he purchased sunglasses to hide his eyes.
He lived day by day, lonely and miserable.
Two years later, on a fateful night, Tidus was too late to get a bed at the shelter. He tried curling up in the subway bathroom, but his rest was interrupted by a giant, mutated rat. Tidus fled, his skin flashing quite the array of colors. Lucky for him, a fellow mutant was there to save the day. Eldan destroyed the creature with a single blow. Afterward, Tidus found a home with the Morlocks. He made a family with this group of misfits: Plastic, Marrow, Eldan, and Warren. He even found himself a boyfriend by the name of Aidalis. The relationship was short lived, but it showed Tidy that he could move on.
During this period his mother got back in contact. Blinded by her willingness to talk to him, the mutant ignored the fact that she kept their meetings a secret. Life with the Morlocks wasn't exactly a daily struggle, but the reclusive life could be trying at times. He grew a bit closer with Eldan, but then, suddenly, it seemed their friendship halted and reversed. Eldan grew distant, more quiet. He acted strange, cold and haughty. Like he was disgusted with the Morlocks. Tidus tried not to take it to heart. Everyone needed their own space, perhaps El needed a break? This odd behavior stretched for two months, and then one day, without explanation Eldan vanished. Tidus was as confused as anyone else, and hurt. Why hadn't the Wraith told them? At least given them a reason? Eventually, their leader turned up and explained the entire situation. It sounded like something out of a movie. Even with Eldan's explanation, Tidy was a bit wary of his friend.
A few weeks later, his mother offered him an apartment.Eagerly he took up her support and the apartment she offered him. The farewells were painful, but Tidus felt he could do better for himself trying to live with society instead of at the dregs. His mother got him a janitor job in her place of work and in his spare time he studies reluctantly for his looming GED test. Still, apartment life is lonely and he can't help thinking of his family in the tunnels. Tidus feels guilty about leaving them, especially with the attacks he sees in the newspapers. On one hand, he is glad nothing has happened to him, but on the other hand, what if something happened to the Morlocks? How would he live with himself? Little does he know that disaster has already struck.SAMPLE RP POST:
Everyone had left the room, shouts and screams fading as Tidus’s boyfriend and parents went down the stairs. The skinny boy was reluctant to open his eyes. Maybe if he kept them closed, he would wake up and this nightmare would end. The next time his baby blues would grace the world, his skin wouldn’t be the stripped pattern of the wallpaper, bright blue and freaking unnatural. He tried to slow his breathing, taking deep breaths, eyes still shutting out the world, blissful darkness decorating his vision. He tried to block out the crashes and screams, the crumbling of buildings and the panic that had become New York city.Think of the ocean. The push and pull of the water. The lapping of the waves.
He found his focus all at once, releasing the built up tension with a sigh. He lay there on the soft mattress, feeling the air caress his burning, naked body. Tidus opened his eyes, getting up with a sigh and replacing his clothing. He winced slightly as he pulled on his boxers. God, what was he going to tell his parents? Hopefully he would wake up soon and put this troubling nightmare behind him...
Yes. Tidus Allens was in denial. Complete denial. In his mind, he did not just disappear. He did just get caught having sex with a boy. This was all a dream that would end before his parents freaked. When reality caught up to the teen’s mind, boy would it be ugly...
The skinny boy limped through the doorway, bare feet curling slightly at the cold wood that met his toes. Each step was agony, sending a jolt of pain up his spine, his rump aching. With gritted teeth, he made it down, where his parents were waiting. Tidus could feel himself tensing all over again at the scene that graced his eyes.
The blonde woman with greying hair was sobbing, her wrinkled hands covering her mouth. The hiccuping moans echoed eerily in the large house, making a strange harmony with the harsh breathing of the man beside her. In the balding man’s meaty hand was a pistol. His face was flushed a fiery red, sweat beading his brow and eyes bulging. Tidus cringed back, his skin tingling unpleasantly. The woman sobbed harder, closing her eyes and turning to lean on her husband. The man’s eyes widened further as he looked his son up and down.
What? Was he doing it again? Tidus brought up what felt like his hands, but could only see wood grain and flowery wallpaper. He blinked hard, but his hands were still gone, and the rest of his arm was slowly fading away. He looked up at his father, slack jawed horror mirrored in the older man’s face. The expression hardened the instant Tidus’ blue eyes met the stony brown of his father’s.
“No son of mine is such an unGodly creature. Obviously your mother is a loose whore. Only a disgusting mutant can beget another monster.You freak! Get out!”
The hysterical man shrieked, spittle flying from his mouth. Tidus felt his stomach drop. No. No. This could not be happening...He held his multi-colored palms up, the skin changing right before his eyes to match the planks of wood underfoot. The boy advanced slowly, eyes burning.
”I-I wont do it again I swear! Please, dad! I swear! I’ll make it go away!”
His mother wailed pitifully and Jeff Allens pushed her aside, bringing up the gun, finger pressing against the trigger. Tidus stopped, heart in his mouth and cerulean eyes rimmed in white.
”Dad! Please! I’ll stop, just give me a chance-”
”YOU MONSTER!!! GET OUT OF MY HOUSE OR BY GOD I WILL SHOOT YOU!!!”
Tidus cringed, his whole body now prickling. Not an inch of his skin was the warm peach color the teen was familiar with. Instead, flowers and lumber decorated the soft epidermis. Tidus stumbled, flinching away from himself. It was just as well, for his father had squeezed the trigger, firing a slug into the wall. Distantly, over the ringing of his ears, Tidus could hear his mother screaming screaming screaming. He limped, disorientated, unsure of where his feet were as he scrambled to escape. Two more shots rang out and all Tidus could hear was the frantic tattoo of his heart as adrenaline did its duty. Quicker then his skin could change, Tidus ran, fading away in the dark and chaos of the night.