Post by Deleted on Sept 11, 2022 20:26:58 GMT -5
WELCOME TO LOS EUROSIA,
Eric David Cunningham
"Rip it off. Show the symbol on your chest. Say "Come on" and show the world who you really are."
BASICS
NAME: Eric David Cunningham
Alias: Phronesis
AGE: 20
BIRTHDATE: 06/04/2002
PRONOUNS: He/Him
SEXUALITY: Heterosexual
RELATIONSHIP STATUS: Single
OCCUPATION: Student/Courier
NEIGHBORHOOD: East End
MEMBER GROUP: Gifted
POWERS: Spatial ManipulationEric's powers work on the principle that direction and distance are not objective norms and that space can be folded in upon itself and twisted and that direction is subjective. In practical terms what this means that he is able to utilize his power to twist the vector of travel of something or to orient his personal spatial placement. A pop fly in a base ball game my sail right to him and be easy to catch. Or "down" for him may simply be whichever direction his feet at pointed at allowing him to walk up a wall as casually as he would a sidewalk. Though orienting his direction is currently something that takes focus to make sure that his brain doesn't default to reorienting to the concept of down that he'd grown up with. And of course the more velocity or mass an object has the harder it is to change it's vector. Currently he may be quite formidable in a game of sportsball, whatever game he may be playing. But redirecting a bullet would be something beyond him for the time being.
Much like manipulating the vector or orientation of his own spatial position he is able to with effort fold in space upon itself. Like drawing a line on a piece of paper and folding it to shorten it's distance. In practical terms he can while running or moving force space to displace around him and with each step "eat" or cover more ground than would physically be possible. Almost blinking from spot to spot in a very disorienting and unnatural to witness manner. Doing this requires both focus and movement for him to manipulate on his part. More than that the space that he is able to fold in currently only works in direct lines and over short and visual differences. He is unable to connect two otherwise unconnected points.
*Locked until purchased but aspiring toward Teleportation*
The Void - When Eric moves between two points of space without covering the space in-between he travels through the void or lack of space. An imperceptible and instantaneous excursion out of the stable and grounded reality that we trend to inhabit. Unaware of this lack of space and it's possible long and lasting effects on his mental and physical health remain to be seen from his brushes and excursions into this "Void".
THE LOOKS
HEIGHT: 5'10
WEIGHT: 166 pounds
HAIR COLOR: Brown
EYE COLOR: Brown
FACE CLAIM: Dylan O'Brien
OVERALL APPEARANCE: Eric is fairly average and build but he has a pretty face and smile and knows it. He doesn't take a lot of care with how he dresses and instead really leans into the casual fun loving college guy trope. Though he does tend to keep himself clean shaven to avoid constantly scratching and itching at his face as his beard grows in. If it even can grow in, he's honestly never tried. He likes to gel his hair up a bit in a messy way. Mostly just putting some gel in his hands and running it through his hair a few times and letting it sit as it may. Though if he is really lazy he might just skip that and just let his hair fall wherever it lay after his shower. Brushing it with his fingers or something to try and get it to not have weird spots sticking up, but little more effort than that.
INSIDE
LIKES:
Girls - What can he say? He loves to flirt and that thrill.
Music - He'll listen to most things in some context and he builds spotify playlists for all kinds of things. One will find Rock/Nerdcore/Country/Metal/and the Gummy Bear Song among other things on his playlists.
Pizza - Seriously, no brainer here. Get this boy some Pepperoni, extra cheese and mushrooms.
Animals - He doesn't have any pets but he does love petting other people's cats and dogs.
Super Heroes - What kid didn't grow up wanting to be Spiderman or Batman or something? Hell who doesn't like the Marvel movies?
Rainy or overcast days - They are just super cozy and relaxing
Indie Games - It's really cool to see what a few people with creativity can create.
Drinking - Look, he has an ID, don't question it
DISLIKES:
Fish - He doesn't like to eat fish, he doesn't understand why people keep them as pets, and he thinks they are just a bit creepy with their dead eyes.
Math - Ugh. This is why phones have calculators
Being bossed around - You're not his Mom.
Narcs - Just mind your own business if I'm not hurting anyone
Sleep - It always feels like I'm missing out on something when I have to crash, even when nothing is going on.
STRENGTHS:
Decisive - He doesn't flounder around trying to figure out what he wants to do. He just does it.
Heroic - He wants to be a hero. Or at least more than he was. He has a gift and he wants to help people with it.
Adaptable - He's good at thinking on the fly.
Poker Face - He's pretty good at not breaking or giving away his thoughts when he doesn't want to.
WEAKNESSES:
Reckless : The other side of his heroic fantasies is he is very willing to put himself in harms way for his principles or for others.
Impulsive: Quick to make decisions and quick to go with his gut without really thinking everything through.
A pretty face: He's not proud of it, but he can be a sucker for a pretty face.
OVERALL PERSONALITY: Eric is torn between two selves. The young guy that wants to enjoy his youth and party. He wants to have fun, go to class, flirt with pretty girls. Hook up and hang out with friends. He wants nothing more than to goof off and just coast by on his charm and looks. But maybe it's because he watched too many cartoons growing up, maybe his parents just raised him right. But Uncle Ben's words echo in his head just as surely as they would if he was a real person. "Great power comes with great responsibility".
BACKGROUND
HOMETOWN Seattle
FAMILY: Father: Mathew Cunningham
Mother: Stephanie Cunningham
PETS: N/A
HISTORY: Eric had a pretty normal life, he grew up in his early life over in Seattle. Going to public school, his Mom was a teacher and his Dad worked in construction. Specifically as an Electrician. They made alright money, or rather his Dad did. Teachers were and still are criminally underpaid. And Seattle wasn't a cheap place to live. They didn't live in the downtown area at least. More in the suburban sprawl around it. But it was a nice enough neighborhood. Kids would play in the streets and just avoid cars when they came down now and then. Small yards fenced in with various states of upkeep, it was a good normal life.
Really his life was pretty normal growing up all through high school. He'd read comics and watch cartoons. He'd play some sports with friends. He was alright, nothing that he'd get a scholarship over but he wasn't warming the bench all season at least. When it came time to graduate he sent out his applications and was able to get into one of the schools he had applied to in California. Then it was a matter of finding somewhere to live in Los Eurosia. Really with his budget that meant the East End in a crappy studio above a dance studio. Perks, there were some cute girls there all the time for dance class. Cons, it was so loud all the time. But it was cheap, so beggars can't be choosers.
Really it wasn't until his Freshman year that it happened. He had rolled out of bed and was heading to the bathroom when not one step later he slammed his head into the far wall. Somehow having crossed the apartment in a single step. That being said he wasn't able to recreate it. At least not at first. He tried for weeks to figure out how he did it. Then it finally clicked, and he lurched forward again through space. It took a few more weeks before his stomach stopped feeling like it was dropping when he did it, and eventually with practice he was able to kind of get the hang of it, and even figured out some other things he could do. Manipulating how things moved to some degree, even walking on walls! Though that only lasted for a few minutes before he fell and hit his head pretty bad. But still, it was crazy. He was like.... super powered or something!
It was a lot to process, and he tried to keep it under wraps while he practiced with his powers in private. He couldn't share it with anyone, he knew enough from super hero movies and stuff to know that would just be inviting trouble. But if he had these gifts he had to do something with it. At least he felt he needed to. Why else would he have these kind of powers? People didn't live normal lives with powers. They either used them to help people, or they used them for their own ends. And if that was the case well, he knew the kind of person he wanted to be. It was his Junior Year that he'd first don his "costume" which was really black pants and hoodie with some gloves and a ski mask with eyes and a mouth cut out of it tucked into his pocket.
And he'd just kind of walk around bad parts of town looking for trouble. Nothing too big, things he could run from mostly. But there had been a few instances with purse snatchers that he'd be able to don the mask and chase them down and return the purse. And even one assault that he was able to grab the person and rush them away, leaving them blocks away from their attackers. He'd always leave without a word, not wanting to risk anyone knowing his voice yet. And people called him a few things. If he gossiped about it though he'd try to say that he'd heard the guy was called Phronesis or something. It felt like a good name as any for a super hero after all. Good judgement. Excellence of character. He'd like to be that.
THE PLAYER
NAME:Rylander
AGE: 34
TIMEZONE: PST