Character's full name: Tony Franklin McGavin
Alias/ Nickname/ Code name: Code name: None yet
Gender: Male
Age: 27
Birthday: October 10th 1982
Nationality/ Ethnicity: Caucasian
Birthplace/ Home/ Place of origin: Texas

Appearance


Hair color and style: Short ruffled blonde hair
Eyes: Blue
Height: 5'11
Build: Slightly bigger than average, Muscles just noticeable through his shirt.
Visible mutation: Thick black smoke billowing out of his lungs when he uses his power.

Scars/ Tattoos/ Piercings: Old tattoo of some girl named “Erica” is on his left shoulder, its very faded and he claims to have no idea who she was.
Other features: Rugged face, definitely thicker than the 5 o clock shadow.

Everyday clothing style: Black shirt with a old brown leather vest over it, old brown leather belt and thick cargo blue jeans with shiny black steel toe boots, no exceptions.
Uniform: The above.
Sleepwear: Nothing, the nude with the occasional pair of boxers if he forgets to take them off.
Miscellaneous clothing: thin chain necklace with a dog tag on the end. Its completely blank minus a bit of rust. He just found it on the ground and thought it looked neat.

Character

Personality: Tony is a rugged and rough old fashioned smoker guy you would find right at home in a bar somewhere. Despite his rather young age he looks and acts like a old retired biker of some sort. He isn't anti social however, and really is a nice guy that just looks sorta bad. He cares for people in general and even though he doesn't have a lot of friends, he cares about everyone he meets and would love a reason to defend them. He doesn't take any crap from jerks. His description of jerk can change with his mood. He likes bar fights and will be right in the middle of one, heck he probably caused it somehow.


Hobbies/ Interests:
Job or part time job and description: He was a bartender for 6 years in a popular local pub, at the moment he is unemployed, fired for punching the living daylights out of a drunk who looked at a pretty girl funny.


Fears/ phobias/ concerns: Spiders, running out of smokes
Special talents: Can roll his own smokes, plenty of variety in which he can make as well, depending on his mood. Good at mixing drinks and tending a bar. Throwing a knife.

Morality

Good/ bad/ neutral/ other: He enjoys beating people up who especially deserve it, and looking after those who cannot look after themselves. So I would say neutral/good, maybe with a few chaotic tendencies every once in a while.

Mutations


Mutation description:Able to blow out thick black smoke from his lungs, the smoke goes forward in a cone from his mouth up to 3 feet. He does it in short bursts the majority of the time, but if he takes a deep breath and holds it for a few seconds, he can release a large version of it, which is a continuous stream for 3-5 seconds and travels in a 5 foot cone, however he can only do this three times a day or his power disappears until the next day. The smoke dissipates rather quickly and only the smell lingers. The smoke is special, it causes massive headaches and disorientation, as well as nausea for anywhere between 5-10 seconds after being inhaled. The room spins violently and your stomach is churning dangerously during this time, your eyes are also watering and coughing fits may occur. The smoke smells like regular thick smoke from a fire, but with a mix of burning plastic and lighter fluid. The wind can counter his smoke and blow it around, the smoke only lasts for a few seconds once he stops blowing it, it just dissolves in the air. He can blow the smoke at will, his regular breathing does not produce the smoke.

Strengths: Can weaken/disorient a person close to him.
Weaknesses: Wind can negate his power if strong enough, strong mental resistance may be able to block parts of the effects. The smoke can effect allies just as badly as enemies if they breathe it in.

Secondary mutation description: Tony's lungs are stronger than average, and he is immune to his own power. He also can handle breathing in dangerous gasses as if they were regular air. ( smoke, carbon monoxide, chemicals in the air etc.)


Strengths: Immune to own power, immune to dangerous gas
Weaknesses: Can only work on himself, cannot turn his power off, does not yet know this ability exists

Fighting Style (if applicable)

Explanation: Bar fighting mostly. He has a big hunting knife he threatens with on occasion, he has only used it once but is rather adept at throwing it. Years of boredom has led to him throwing it into a chunk of wood for many a hour in his youth.

Pros for fighting style: Rugged and dirty, big knives hurt
Cons for fighting style: not really any formal training.

Faction Allegiance
The X-men/ The Order/ The Kabal/ Other/ Unaffiliated
He has heard of the X-men and Xavier's schools and fully supports them on the sidelines.


History Of Your Character: Tony grew up in Florida with his parents until he was 19.He lived a completely normal life until he, quite suddenly, grew "bored" of his lifestyle in the suburbs. He then “borrowed” his fathers motorcycle and drove to Texas to live with friends, he hasn't seen his parents since. As soon as he reached his friends and started living with them, he learned they were all mutants. Being around them gave him the initiative to try out his own powers more. As a teen he had, like most mutants, stumbled upon his abilities by accident. For a while he could only use them when he was startled or angry, but his mutant friends were already rather adept and helped him along until he got the hang of it. He knew he was different almost his entire life, but never found it that interesting, nor did he really want to improve them. He knew that mutants were often discriminated against and he didn't want that for himself if he could help it. His friends helped him master his abilities to the level they are today as well as get over the fear of being ridiculed. He has lived on his own for a while now in the middle of Texas and is bored out of his mind.


Roleplay

Where did you learn about this site?: Google and a MROer named Emerald.
Do you have any other characters on MRO, if so who:none


Sample RP:

Tony walked down the dusty road on his way back home from the bar. Ever since he got fired he has gone to a different bar every night trying to get a job but no one seems interested. He lit up another cigarette. It was dark outside now, the only light was from the rusty street lamps and the occasional empty store. As he walked he heard a faint yell coming from a alley way up ahead. He groaned, hopefully it wasn't any of those darn kids torturing cats again or something, cause THEN he would have to stop them, and he wouldn't be just fired then. He passed the alley and gave a quick glance, and saw two people hunched over a third, a woman judging by her purse.

“Oh great.” Tony said to himself as he stopped and walked down the alley. He couldn't just pass by when someone needed help, specially a lady. “ OI!” he yelled as he got closer, he could already feel himself revving up for a good fight. One of the men was pinning the girl down, and the other was rummaging through her purse as he yelled, they both looked up at him.

“ Get away from here cowboy, we don't mess around you get me? You have one chan-” Tony Gave him a quick hay-maker to the jaw and the thug was knocked into the wall. He rubbed his jaw and growled. “ You got issues now!” He said as he tackled tony to the ground and started thrashing. Tony actually enjoyed the occasional fight, but wasn't exactly used to them. He took a few hits before he managed to push the guy off.

The second thug still pinning the girl down yelled “ Get him ted cmon don't mess around you have a gun for a reason!” Tony's eyes grew wider, he knew he couldn't hesitate now. He took a deep breath as the thug pulled out a pistol, and blew a huge cone of thick smoke right into his face. The thug reeled backward coughing, he swayed just enough for him to lose his balance and he fell backward, hitting his head on the concrete. “ what the- hell?” he spluttered. Tony didn't wait, he jumped down on the thug and knocked the gun out of his hands. He then started to pummel him relentlessly. “Guns? Why cant you fight like a man for once in yer life.” he growled at him as he hit.

The Second thug then cursed and got up, the girl sidled away slowly. Tony didn't look up in time and took a powerful blow to the side of the head. He was knocked sideways into the wall, and the thug named Ted crawled away. With blood in his eyes he blindly groped for his gun. The second thug grabbed Tony by the scruff of the neck and pulled him up to face him. Dazed but not done yet Tony smiled. “ Good day,” He released his smoke again into the second thugs face and pushed him away.

The thug held his head as he sank to his knees. “ Hes a mutant! Hes a-” Tony kicked him in the mouth and shook his own head trying to clear it. He noticed Ted looking for his gun, the smokes effects now worn off on him. He kicked the second thug again as he ran toward ted, tackling him. He turned his face toward him and blew another puff of smoke right into his eyes. “ahhhh!” Teds eyes were watering as he swung blindly. Blocking most of the blows Tony finally managed to get a solid hit on the mans nose, breaking it and causing Ted to lie still as if knocked out. Standing up Tony saw the second thug running away toward the street. “ No ya don't boy!” Tony reached down by his boot and whipped out his hunting knife and hurled it into the thugs back. He crumpled onto the ground and lie there writhing, trying to reach behind him to yank out the knife as he yelled. Tony glanced at the other thug and saw him still knocked out, bleeding profusely from the nose. The girl gave a small whimper and clutched her purse like a teddy bear.

“ Uh....right.” Tony bent down, found the thug's gun, and threw it into a nearby dumpster. “ You have a phone in that purse?” The woman nodded slowly, “ Then call the police.” Tony walked away back into the street, stopping to yank out his knife, turned the thug over and blew in his face again. Chuckling as the thug had another rough coughing fit, he then wiped his knife on his pants and put it away. He resumed his walk, wiping the blood of his face with his hand. Nothing like a good brawl at the end of the day to round things off, though he could do without the headache. He lit up another cigarette.

Welcome to MRO.

Good to see such an interesting mutation floatin around! Welcome to MRO! See ya around

Holy smokes!

Welcome to MRO.

I'll be over there, making more puns now. ~>

I'll leave the puns to Shin. Believe me I've got a lot xD
Cool character! I'm looking forward to seeing him in action.
Welcome to MRO! Enjoy!

Welcome to MRO.

Welcome to MRO, Tony! Sweet power.

Wow thanks for all the welcoming everyone! I look forward to role playing with you all soon, I have been pouring over the mutation lists for a while now reading them all, there is some really interesting stuff there it's awesome!

I can't realy decide if I like the character more or the mutation. Anyway. Welcome!

Your code name should be "Marlboro Man" *beams with pride at the joke*

Honestly though, wicked cool power! Me, you, and Ranger are going to have to start up a, "We're from Texas and as such are BA." club!

Welcome, welcome, welcome!

Marlboro man made me literally laugh out loud.
I might consider it actually ( XD) iv'e been having a little trouble trying to think up a good codename for this guy besides smokey....which always makes me think " only YOU can prevent forest fires", and it kills me.

It makes me think of Smokey and the Bandit. Now, your character wouldn't happen to have a Burt Reynolds mustache, would he? Or the propensity to grow one? Though, that'd be the slang for a cop. Burt Reynolds was always the bandit... but I digress!

Mustaches. Yes.

Another alternative codename could be 'Fume'.

Or, if he does grow a mustache, he can be called "Mustache"!

Ehum.

Tony is awesome ;D

Welcome to the site bud! Nice power ya go there!