Spit D Fire

[spitfire]

SDF or Spit D Fire


"[glow=red,2,300]Here it comes, here comes the flame king![/glow]"

OOC:

Full Name: Dalton D Riggs
Age: 18
Other characters: N/A

Basics:

Name: SDF Real name unknown
Nick name: Spit D Fire
Age:18
Race:Human
Power type:Fire
Occupation: Student
Actor/Actress:Heechul
Male/Female: Male
Sexual orientation: Straight

In Depth:

Appearance:
Spit fire is 6 foot even, has flaming red hair, it is short except for a long peace he keep in a pony tail in the back. He has deep red eyes. Prefers to where white red and black. Often wears inline skates.

Personality: He dosen't know what he wants out of life. He only wishes people would be treated equally. Has never had qualms about fighting if he thinks is necessary. He dosen't stand on one side he tends to act on what his beliefs tell him and join which ever side he believes is in the right at the time. Is searching for his true self.

Abilities: Wave Surger: SpitFire's two arms act on a mechanism Named the wave surger. When holding onto something with ether hand or both he can speed up the molecules inside the object and cause them to heat and explode. When he has no valid target (is not holding onto something) the particles of air by hi hand start to heat up and shoot out from his hands in a path directly in front of him like a lazer. In short quick bursts it can be used to repel objects or act as a mini barrier bassed around his hands but only for a short period of time. In example if a bullet was traveling towards him and he put his hand up and shoot a quick burst as the bullet was about the strike the force fromt he burst would slow down or stop the bullet and it would fall to the ground hot.

Dislikes:Cake, Really bad manners and rudeness. (things like putting your feet up or elbows on the table dont really bug him)
Likes: Candy, hair cutting, being the hero, and the color Red.
Weapon of choice: Hands
Weakness:Unknown to others grabbing his fore arms tightly make it im possible for him to use his powers, because it keeps the muscles from moving correctly. He uses frontal attacks and his back is very very vulnerable he trys to keep it from being exposed.
Family:

Mother: Martha D DEAD Died in the war was a feild medic.
Father: Edward E D MIA Not sure where is father is left for combat two years ago and has recived nothing from him.
Siblings: one sister that he has never meet.

History:

Early life: At an early age spitfire was loved by his mother and father. He had heard many stories of hero's on the battle field and built his own sense of justice in the world. At the age of 14 upon hearing of his mothers death on the battle field he learned of his powers. His father praised him. For the next two years of his life he lived with his father trying to catch up on the chores his mother use to due. He learned how to cut hair, clean and even cook. at age 16 his father left for war. Spit D Fire obtained a job as a hair dresser for the military and waited for his fathers return. At the end of two years Spit's reacived a letter in the mail with his fathers name with the letter MIA Printed in big bold dark letters across the front of the envelope. This is where his story begins.

Power recognition:At the age of 14 upon hearing of his mothers death on the battle field he learned of his powers. For the next 2 years he trained with his father to learn to control them. After his father left he continued his own training.


Sample RP: SpitFire looked down at the letter in diss-belief. The bold blackened cold letters stained his eyes as he looked down on the letter. MIA. "Missing in action" He remembered his father once told him, that was what it stood for. "A soldier whose body has not been found and cant pronounced dead is labeled MIA son." His fathers words echoed in his ears as if he was standing right there.

Flash forward two weeks.

SpitFire now in a military jacket stood up and slammed his hands on the table. He was starring down the general in charge of the area his father had gone missing in. The sounds of bullets hitting the ground a couple hundred yards away could be heard. "What do you mean you haven't searched for him?" "We neither have the man power nore the time to be messing around looking for one dead soldier young man. " "Hes not just any soldier hes my father!" "If you have the time then spend it looking through the corpses we have yet to find im sure you will find him there, if not hes a traitor to our country and will die anyway. " Spitfire reached out trying to grab the general but before his hand could reach him his forearm was grabbed and the heat left his palm. "Katasai Escort this man out of my camp now." Spitfire was there after taken away from the camp and left with a letter of recommendation to the Avalon Academy a place he was told her could learn to properly learn to use his powers with some manners the general had said. SpitFire never forgot the blood stained corpses he saw as he left the camp and when asked to this day he says his hair remains red from the stained image of the blood ridden corpses he saw on the battle field. The next day he would pack his bags and head for Avalon Academy.

Dorm: TO BE CHOOSEN