Clyde Lambert

Individual

Character's full name: Clyde Lambert
Alias/ Nickname/ Code name: N/A
Gender: Male
Age: 19 (Looks about nine years younger most of the time, though he can appear anywhere from a newborn to a ninety-year old man)
Date of Birth: 09/01/1996
Birthplace/ Home/ Place of origin: Boston, Massachusetts
Nationality: American
Ethnicity/ Cultural Heritage: Somewhat of a mix between British and German, though his family's been in America for several generations.

Appearance

Hair color and style: Brown, short, though it does hang low over the eyes.
Skin Tone: White
Eye Color: Blue
Height: 4'1” (can be anywhere from 20 inches to 5'5”, explained in mutations)
Build: Medium. He isn't fat, but he isn't skinny, either.
Visible mutation: None, though if one were to talk to him, they'd likely note his behavior as strange.
Scars/ Tattoos/ Piercings: He has a faint one on his forehead, though his hair covers it.

Other features:

Everyday clothing style: Usually something plain and casual, like shorts and a polo T-shirt.
Uniform: N/A
Sleepwear: Pajamas
Miscellaneous clothing: He does borrow clothing sometimes, thanks to his ability.

Character

Personality: He generally behaves in an apathetic and cynical manner. Sometimes, he'll make snarky remarks or point out flaws in people's logic, which are directed at people who either tease or annoy him. It is more of a poor attempt at compensating for his insecurity about looking like a little kid than actual meanness. He can come off as rude at times, merely due to the fact that stuff he says is coming from a “little kid,” not a highschooler. Even though he's fairly smart, he often struggles to be taken seriously, which is a cause for his frequent bouts of frustration, which usually come in the form of more snarks or hotheaded responses. Those who take the time to know him realize that he isn't such a bad person, and that he's worth listening to. Though it's often hidden, he really does care about people and will do what he can to protect a friend.
Hobbies/ Interests: He keeps up with politics, and he reads at times.
Job or part time job and description: High School Student
Fears/ phobias/ concerns: He's highly insecure about being in kid form most of the time. On a different note, he is terrified of spiders.
Special talents: He's a decent writer, and given the chance (when he's in a calm mood), he can make some decent arguments.

Morality

Good/ bad/ neutral/ other: Lawful Neutralish. He usually leans towards the good side, though sometimes his snarkiness suggests otherwise.

Mutations

Mutation description:
Clyde is an age-shifter. He is capable of altering his apparent age from anywhere from an infant to a ninety-year old man for up to three hours. It takes him two seconds for every ten years he is shifting. His brain is wired in such a way so that his mind is unaffected by the shifts. His normal aging has started where it left off, so he will age, though he is a bit behind (His X-gene had been active early on, and the accident sort of jammed his age at that moment, though when his shifting powers manifested, the aging started up again.

Strengths:
Thanks to his power, he is resistant to artificial aging and de-aging effects, considering that he'll automatically return to his normal form, unless the (de)aging attempt is very fast-working. Restraining him by conventional means (like ropes) is sometimes useless, as he can just shrink out of them. With a little bit of planning ahead, he can use his power as a weak disguising mechanism.

Weaknesses and Limitations:
The process is painful, especially if a dramatic size-change is involved. He can usually work through the pain, but it does leave him vulnerable as he shifts. Due to a childhood injury, his form tends to snap back to that of a seven-year old. He can only hold a different form for about three hours before intense pain sets in. If he reaches that point, he will have to return to normal for maybe seven or eight hours, or otherwise risk blacking out. If he takes a good hit or even is startled while in a different form, that will also likely cause his voice, or even entire form, to snap back. Also, clothes don't shift with him, so... you get the picture.

Physical Abilities

General Physical Capabilities: Obviously, he is pretty weak, as even his adult form is slightly weaker than most other adults. He does have a slightly higher pain tolerance than most people, as his shifts are painful. In kid form, he is somewhat flexible, and though he is slower, he also is more agile. As an adult, his speed, flexibility, and reflexes are average.

Fighting Style: None, really. Considering that he is in kid form most of the time, and that even his adult form is not that strong, he would most likely try to find a way out of it. If he can't find a way out, he will fight, though he would have little hope of winning.

Fighting Style Pros/Cons: If he could escape a fight, great. However, if he can't, he's doomed.

History Of Your Character
Clyde was born in Boston to a father who worked for the newspaper and a stay-at-home mother. He was the younger of two brothers. Things were fairly normal until he was seven. One day, he was riding a bike without a helmet, and he fell and hit his head. At the time, it seemed to just leave a scar and a mild concussion, but now, Clyde wonders if that accident is the reason his form tends to snap back to “kid.” From then on, it seemed that Clyde had stopped aging. For a while, he was taken to doctors, who could find nothing wrong. What really had happened was that his X-gene had been active, and the injury caused his form to be jammed at seven. As he got older, he became more and more of an outcast and a target of teasing, due to looking so much younger than his peers. He developed his snarky, apathetic barrier personality as a way of coping with it.

Around when he was twelve, he began to suspect that he was a mutant, due to the fact that he hadn't aged. He went to his parents with these suspicions. His mother did not have much to say regarding it, but his father, being a person who disliked mutants to the point of writing articles against them, insisted otherwise. Several times, Clyde tried bringing it up, but each time his father gave him the same response. However, just shy of sixteen, Clyde found out for sure when he accidentally turned into a teenager in the privacy of his room. At first, he was happy, because it seemed that he could finally look like a normal teenager, but he was soon saddened when he learned his limits. He never told anyone about his ability. He hasn't realized this yet, but finally breaking out of his jammed form has caused his aging to start up again.

Recently, his father got a job offer in New York City, so the family (minus his older brother, who went off to college) moved there. Clyde is now adjusting to the new school, where his fellow students think he is just a smart kid, because they did not know him when he was younger. It seems relations with his father could snap if he was found out.

Roleplay
Where did you learn about this site?: Google
Do you have any other characters on MRO, if so who: Did have April Jones at one point, though I went inactive (so I guess this is a character swap).
Sample RP:
Sighing, Clyde gathered his needed books from his locker. As always, someone had made fun of him that day. And, as it often was, it was a freshman. It was downright humiliating. As he shut the locker, he noticed that a couple of girls were headed towards him. He recognized them as his classmates. Usually, people did not talk to him to socialize – either they would come to tease him or to ask him about his age. What did they want?
“Me and her were wonderin' about something,” spoke one of the girls. “Just how old are ya?”
So, it was the latter, which was a bit of a relief to him. That question almost always came up, given that he seemed to be a child among teenagers, and that people are always curious. He bit back on his pride. “Seven,” he lied.
Of course he hated telling people that, but honestly, he was tired of trying to explain that he was really sixteen to everybody. All it did was illicit laughs or funny looks. It was just easier to let people assume that he was a smart seven-year old rather than some defective age-adjuster.
“Ha!,” she exclaimed. “I knew it! Stacy, ya owe me a dollah!”
Clyde rolled his eyes as the girl ran off with her friend. Seriously? He had just been used to settle a bet? That was a new one.