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Character's full name: Maxwell Jacob Rosewood
Alias/ Nickname/ Code name: Max, Maxie, Twinkletoes
Gender: Male
Age: 20
Date of Birth: 03/02/1997
Birthplace/ Home/ Place of origin: Virginia
Nationality: White
Ethnicity/ Cultural Heritage: American

Appearance

Hair color and style: Brown, shoulder length and curly, constant bed head
Skin Tone: Pale
Eye Color: Brown
Height: 5’11”
Build: Lean and muscular
Visible mutation: None
Scars/ Tattoos/ Piercings:
Other features:

Everyday clothing style:

Max tends to dress on the slacker side of casual. He can usually be seen wearing jeans and band shirts or a hoodie. As lame as he knows it is Max also tends to keep a small fanny pack to store his things in to help prevent things from falling out of his pockets when he uses his mutation. He keeps his wallet on a chain for much the same reason. When he’s rehearsing he can be seen rocking basketball shorts and tennis shoes.

Uniform: (if applicable)
Sleepwear: Boxers and no shirt
Miscellaneous clothing:

Character

Personality:

Max is a man moving to the beat of his own drum. If he is passionate about something he will pursue his goal with an unbreakable focus. This aspect of his personality is somewhat offset by the fact that if Max is uninterested in something he will put the least amount of energy possible into it. This makes Max somewhat of an unpredictable guy to work with, especially when you turn around to find him listening to music on his headphones as you were giving him instructions. Moments like these have led to Max being labeled as somewhat of a slacker, but these people have never seen him rehearsing.

Max believes that laughter is the food for the soul. He enjoys making jokes and pulling pranks and tends to make light of serious situations. He is highly adverse to conflict and thinks that most situations can be talked out peacefully if given the chance. That being said Max has been in trouble enough times to know that when the stakes are life and death there isn’t much room for backing down.

The Arts drive Max, and he is just as likely to start break dancing in the grocery store isle if a song he likes comes on as he is to quote famous movie lines if you give him the right set up. He would take a night at the theater or on the stage over a fancy dinner any day. To put it best Max thinks the most important things in life are the things you can’t buy or see but you have to feel; joy, love, and in these dark times…hope.

Hobbies/ Interests: Dancing, acting, music, movies, drawing, painting,
Job or part time job and description: Runs lights and rigging for a small theater and actively participates as a dancer for a club in town.
Fears/ phobias/ concerns: Commitment, death, captivity, monotony
Special talents: Max is talented at dancing, acting, theater maintenance, drawing, painting, and plays the guitar.

Morality

Good/ bad/ neutral/ other:

Good- Max believes that every person is inherently valuable and unique. He thinks life is a precious thing to be cherished. The hate and discrimination he sees mutants going through disgusts him, but he knows real change can only come in time by sending a positive message. He will defend anyone he sees as being mistreated. Some accuse him of failing to act however, seeing his desire to not resort to combat as a weakness.

Mutations

Mutation description:

Max is capable of manipulating the gravitational field around him and other objects. This field of “Max gravity” spreads over Max like a film, creating a small pocket of augmented gravity. By making physical contact with something else he can create an augmented gravitation field around them as well. Max is able to change the strength of gravity, either positively or negatively, as well as the direction that gravity is influencing him or an object he has touched. Max can dispell his gravitation field at will without having to touch the object effected
Strengths:
Max’s mutation allows him to float or fly by either nullifying gravity around him to allow him to lift off the ground or reversing the direction of the gravity around him causing him to effectively “fall” upward. He can also change the gravitational pull on himself allowing him to augment his punches and kicks, effectively adding additional strength to his normal blows. By changing the pull of gravity Max is able to scale vertical surfaces and even hang upside down.

By making contact with a person or object Max is capable of creating a pocket of augmented gravity around that person or object. This allows Max to make objects or people weightless, super heavy, or augment the pull of gravity to send them flying in a different direction.

Weaknesses and Limitations:

Max’s ability to augment gravity is limited by time range, surface area, and power. He is capable of creating his pockets of augmented gravity for a total of three minutes at a time, with a one minute cool down time after that. This total is cumulative, meaning no matter how many times Max changes the pull or power of gravity the effect will only last for three minutes. Using his mutation in short bursts resets this timer. Any object Max has affected will be returned to normal after the three minutes unless he is able to reapply the gravitational field. Pushing past his three minutes causes severe nausea, as well as a loss of equilibrium.

Max must make physical contact with anything he wishes to use his ability on. While mass and volume are not a factor in what Max can do surface area is as he is placing a field of augmented gravity around his target. The maximum surface area Max can manipulate and any given time is roughly the size of a compact car, or three people himself included. Pushing beyond this causes all of his pockets of gravity to snap, sending a shockwave of force back onto Max.

Max is capable of changing the strength of gravity plus or minus 1 unit of Earth’s gravity. Basically this means Max can at most double, or nullify gravity. Pushing past this limit puts strain on Max’s body causing him severe pain.

Physical Abilities

General Physical Capabilities:

Max’s physical capabilities are that of a very active athletic man. His training as a dancer has given him superior flexibility and stamina. Upping the gravitational pull on his body has helped him build powerful lean muscles.

Fighting Style:

Max fights like he dances, utilizing quick powerful motions. Using his mutation allows him to fight in a full multidimensional style. He utilizes his mutation to keep his opponent off balance and wear them down, suddenly having gravity pull you in a new direction is jarring to those not used to it. Similar tactics include allowing an opponent to punch him and using the contact as a chance to double the gravity on his assailant, this slows his foes down and also forces them to exert twice the energy to move and fight.

Fighting Style Pros/Cons:

Pros: Max’s fighting style is incredibly versatile. He is difficult to take on in a blunt head to head manner due to his abilities. It is a fluid and flashy style of fighting.

Cons: Max style doesn’t do a lot of damage, preferring to wear a person down or pin them. Dancing instinct sometimes causes moves to be more show then attack.

History Of Your Character

Max Rosewood was born in a small town in Virginia. His father was a lawyer, and his mother was a doctor. They were rather well off and what many would see as a perfect happy little family. His parents’ jobs kept them away from home often but Max was always cared for and loved by his nanny. Even when he was little he had a love for music.

Max’s mutation manifested when he was thirteen. He was a member of the local high school’s show choir, though he couldn’t sing to save his life. He did it for the chance to be up on the stage. One day during an after school rehearsal he was working on lifts with one of the girls. He was struggling with one, trying over and over again to get the girl air born. On one such attempt the girl ran into Max’s arms and jumped. He lifted her imagining her in the air, and felt his own feet slide off the ground. In a moment of panic Max found himself hovering in mid air, the girl floating along above him in his arms. After a few moments of panic the pair fell back to Earth.

The girl was surprisingly compassionate about Max’s plight, and promised not to tell anyone he was a mutant. He struggled with telling his parents for two years, unsure how they would respond to the news. In a home where they were financially secure Max had always been encouraged to pursue his passion, he could be anything he wanted to be. He just didn’t know if his parents had planned on one of those things being a mutant.

His parents learned of his mutation when he was fifteen. This was only due to the fact that he had accidently been spotted training his powers at an old rail yard by a worker. The man had approached Max, throwing out insults, and struck the boy. Max defended himself, but the police arrived on the scene and took both of them into custody. He sat in holding in a state of panic until his mother arrived. She looked at him kissed his forehead and proceeded to take his case and attempt to charge the man who had attacked her son with assault as a hate crime. Nothing stuck, but seeing the support his mother gave him was enough to make Max content.

After graduating high school Max decided it was time to chase his dreams. He moved to NYC in the hopes of making a name for himself. He hasn’t had much success yet, but one day he will be remembered as one of the first openly mutant stars of Broadway.

Roleplay
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Sample RP:

Nothing is worse than the blaring, shrill beeping of an alarm clock. What psychotic man had made the decision that he was going to create a device that’s sole purpose was to annoy someone into getting up and turning it off? Max pondered this as he begrudgingly rolled over in his bed to look at the evil device.

It was dark outside, and the moon was streaming in through the windows of Max’s studio apartment. Neon green numbers shone in Max’s eyes “10:48”. Max swore, hurling the covers off of him. He had been hired to dance at a club tonight, working the usual 11pm to 3am close. It wasn’t glamorous by any regards but it kept him working and he needed the cash. His parents had agreed to pay for his rent, but food and entertainment were Max’s responsibility.

He ran into the bathroom, throwing on a pair of jeans hanging over the shower curtain. A black hoodie went on over his bare chest and he zipped it up. His hair was a mess, as usual, so he grabbed a beanie and flopped it over his messy curls. By the time he made it out of the bathroom it was 10:55. Max let out a sigh of aggravation. It was at least a fifteen minute walk to the club from his apartment, and forget about getting a fast cab ride on a Friday night. He was going to be late if he didn’t do something fast, and being late for a club gig like this meant you got replaced, and never got hired there again.

“That settles it then, gotta do what I gotta do.” Max thought.

He opened one of the windows to his apartment, staring out onto a brick building that neighbored his. Navigating the streets would make him late, but that wasn’t his only option. In one fluid motion Mac hurled himself out the window. Instead of hurtling to his death Max concentrated and grabbed hold of the energy around him, shifting gravity to send him up instead of down. He flew up and cleared the top of the building. A second shift brought him to a stop. This was the tricky part. Max shifted the gravity once more, this time changing the flow directly forward. He felt his body being pulled forward, and with trained precision began running with the assistance of gravity on his side.

Max ran across the roof at full speed, launching himself from building to building until he was just on the other side of the club. With a final leap he hurtled towards the alley behind the place. He shifted and allowed himself to be weightless, flowing to the ground in a graceful arc. He checked his watch, 10:58, and smiled. His hand gripped the back door to the club and he threw it open, ready for a hell of a good night.