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Out of Character Information
player name: Amber
player livejournal: bentley
playing here: onequarter from Claymore.
where did you find us? somewhere over the rainbow
are you 16 years of age or older?: hyyyup
In Character Information
character name: Nathan Young
Fandom: Misfits
Timeline: from 2x06
character's age: 21.
powers, skills, pets and equipment:
powers
Nathan's power reflects aspects of his personality: most prominently, his apparent immunity from hurtful comments pointed out by both his mother and Kelly. In addition, it ties into his rock star attitude to life. It is unclear if this power includes immunity from aging or if he simply cannot be killed, although it would appear that-in contrast to portrayals of immortals who are still vulnerable to head wounds-Nathan can even come back from being shot in the head without permanent damage. Nathan cannot heal himself unless he is actually dead, as shown when he is reduced to a state of vegetation in the second series' finale (though the timeline in which this occurred was later undone by Curtis).
Since all Scorched can be revived from death, I'd like this power to translate to immortality without wait time or penalty. (uh. obviously only when able to access powers under the game's rules and in player to player cases: plot/npc kills are at mod's discretion.)
Nathan can also see the ghosts of the dead, but ala the Sixth Sense he often doesn't realize they're dead right away, and he only seems to see people who died very recently and who have a close connection to him.
I'd also like to add a non-canon power: Nathan is a dick and I want to give him a little more invulnerability in a setting fraught with violence and uberpowers. To continue reflecting his personality, I'd like for other people's powers to be ineffective when used directly on him. Like a walking piece of Mist. Obviously he can still be harmed by normal means, and powers affecting the user or those around him will be fine, but empathy, telepathy, and plain old magical injury just won't work.
skills Nathan has minimal skills. He's no good in a fight, weak and with no weapon's skills, he's bright but fairly uneducated, he can pick locks but isn't particularly sneaky or good at subterfuge. He isn't even particularly graceful. Mostly his skills are swearing, exaggerating, and clowning around. He has basic youth-of-the-21st-century skills, such as working a phone and computer, driving a car, flirting, shoplifting, and playing video games.
pets None.
equipment Nothing special. Nathan arrives with jeans, t-shirt, hoodie, high tops, a wallet without much cash but containing two ecstasy tablets, his iPhone, and a pouch of tobacco and papers.
canon history: Born in Ireland on March 15th, 1989, Nathan moved to Wertham, England with his parents as a young child, but when he reached his teens they divorced and his father took off. Nathan had already had a strained relationship with his father - he felt neglected, and his father found him infuriating. Nathan tells a story of how his dad took him to IKEA for his eighth birthday and forgot about him, leaving him to have lunch with a known paedophile. But the veracity of Nathan's stories are often a little doubtful.
For example, teenage Nathan frequently used to possessively lie about his mum's boyfriends, including accusing one of sexually abusing him. This continued until the age of twenty, whereby she kicked him out of the house for mistreating her new boyfriend, Jeremy. This was only a scant few weeks after Nathan was arrested for eating some Pick'n'Mix out of the self-serve containers at a bowling alley: he couldn't pay for it and refused to accept money or help when his father came to speak with the manager. This indiscretion gained him an ASBO, requiring a term of community service.
It was thus Nathan came to be garbed in an orange jumpsuit and painting benches the day the storm swept over England. Massive hailstones the size of cars drove he, his probation worker, and the other juvenile delinquents, back towards the safety of the community centre. Before they made it, the six of them were struck by lightning and thrown backwards.
All around town, people were getting hit by lightning, and each of them found themselves given what can only be termed a super-power. The five ASBOs were bound together by the supernatural now, and not just their crimes. Curtis, the Olympic runner done for possession, could involuntarily rewind time. Kelly, the mouthy chav who'd been arrested for fighting, found she could overhear people's thoughts. Nervous young Simon who tried to burn down his bully's house could suddenly turn invisible. Alisha, rebellious and sexy, done for a DUI, suddenly made men crazy with desire for her when they came into touch with her bare skin.
Nathan, however, didn't appear to have any power at all.
Of course, finding out about their new gifts didn't go so easily. Their probation worker, already with a temper, was turned into a ravening bezerker by the storm. When he attempted to murder them, they accidentally brained him in self-defense, and buried him under an overpass. Now secrecy tied their lives together too.
As they attempted to hide the murder from the police and their over-curious replacement probation worker, the misfits came up against a variety of challenges left by the storm, their powers, and their growing personal relationships. Nathan slept with a sweet young volunteer who turned out to have been an old woman made young by the storm. He found out his mum's new boyfriend was a werewolf, but had to let him be when his mother decided she loved Jeremy despite that. He was forced to start squatting in the community center, eating out of vending machines. He also was coerced by a baby who wanted a father, and was only let out of enforced fanatical devotion when the baby realized what a prick he was.
Then in the course of fighting a group of youths brainwashed into becoming perfectly virtuous, Nathan fell off the roof of a building and was impaled on a metal fence.
One week later, Nathan woke up in his own grave with only an iPod - finally he knew what his power was! Immortality!
Fortunately a helper come back from the future lead Kelly to his grave, where she was able to hear his thoughts and get him dug up. Then it was back to the insane life of the worst-ever superhero.
Soon after it was revealed that Nathan had a younger half brother, Jamie, born to his father and another woman. Nathan endeavoured to help Jamie come to terms with their father, though his efforts met with little success. They attended a nightclub together and took ecstasy along with the rest of the misfits, which caused a reversal or cessation of their powers. Nathan is saved from trying to rescue his brother from a burning car (presumably it would have killed him for good) by his protecter from the future. Jamie perished in the freak accident. Nathan's power turned out to allow him to see Jamie's ghost after his demise. Jamie lead Nathan to his father's house, and encouraged him to use their mutual grief over his death to reconcile, then disappeared. Though Nathan acknowledged that the process would be a slow one, he managed to swallow his pride and ask his father to go out for breakfast.
Technically Nathan will be taken from episode 2x06, after the events of that entire episode have been retconned by Curtis, but before the next episode where he sells his power.
personality: Nathan, as many people remark to his face, is a dick, a fuck-up and an annoyance.
Perhaps, as his friends suggest, he has some kind of mental disorder. Perhaps it was being an only child neglected by his father. Perhaps it's just his Irish blood. Whatever the case, Nathan seems to say whatever's on his mind, and his thoughts are usually filthy and occasionally non sequiturs. His response to nearly everything is sarcasm, he loves to take a joke too far, and he'll insult anyone whether he cares for them or not. He has no shame or capacity for embarrassment, no modesty, and no real care for right and wrong.
Sometimes Nathan plays the clown for kicks. He has a warped sense of humour, and seems to take equal pleasure in pissing people off as making them laugh with his pranks and taunts and jokes. He enjoys a rock star lifestyle, living on junk food, drinking, smoking and doing drugs, and he leaps at the chance to abuse his superpowers for personal gain.
Nathan seems to think about sex all the time, and while his outspoken, sleazy come-ons or cheesy pick up lines can disgust some girls, at other times Nathan knows exactly how to flirt smoothly and with a smirk and flick of his eyebrow can become almost predatorily sexual. God knows he seduces a fair amount of women throughout the show.
His shamelessness extends to his body; nudity is no problem to Nathan, and at one point he does a dance with a bottle of sunscreen in nothing but briefs, rubbing it into his thighs in a parody of a female pornstar, to the horror of his friends. However he does have some sensitivity regarding his size and performance in bed.
While it seems like nothing could possibly faze him - and indeed, insults slight right off him - Nathan does have a deeply hidden sensitive side, though he deflects his wounded pride or hurt feelings with further humor. Mostly he isn't introspective, and even during deep and meaningful sharing times his stories are fairly hyperbolic. Still, he develops feelings for Kelly over the course of their friendship, and is able to comfort her when she's upset, just as he makes the adult decision to let his mother live her own life.
His twitter is http://twitter.com/nathanmisfits
why do you feel this character would be appropriate to the setting? Anatole needs more douchebags, I need some comedy to offset Clare, and he won't be a stranger to the power thing. Also you know you want him to hang out with Matt.
Writing Samples
Network Post Sample:
[bang! who's this handsome young lad on the screen of your forge, sort of like a frog with an afro? why, it's Nathan Young, and he's looking rather chirpy for a new arrival.]
Right, well this is a load of wank, then, innit? If I'd ever wondered what sort of freaky-deaky-arse storm gives regular pricks superpowers, my question has been answered. I mean, will you look at those clouds? Those clouds are some serious shit. I'm half expecting some dead mentor to form in them and gimme some paternal advice. And I'm given to understand this place is crawling with people who can do weird shit.
So which one of you put me under, then? You'd think I'd be used to waking up in strange places due to a lifetime, an absolute lifetime of poor drinking decisions. But once I realized I still had both my kidneys I managed to climb out from behind the settee and get it together. Still, suspicious blank in the memory usually means invasive surgery. ... Now that I think about it, I'm pretty sure my cock's a little bigger.
[his groin is below the camera's frame, but there's the sound of a fly unzipping and he looks down, sucking his lower lip contemplatively.]
I dunno. It's hard to tell unless you get a chub, and I don't do amateur porn. [beat; a correction:] I don't do free amateur porn.
[a shit-eating grin] But if any lovely ladies want to come 'round and welcome me to freaksville, bring a measuring-tape and we'll make a game of it, eh? [he winks; blows a kiss; the feed cuts out.]
Third Person Sample:
Nathan deserves a vacation. Which, all right, so he doesn't have a real job, but between the bullshit community service and his gang's retarded version of fighting crime, he's living a fairly busy life. So a brand new place to fuck-up in for a while? That's all right by him. Not to mention the room he woke up in is swaaanky. Comparatively. Next to his mattress at the back of the community center, pretty much anything with four walls and a shower feels like the Ritz.
After a quick rinse in said shower and a simultaneous pee, Nathan feels ready to take on the world. He runs a hand through his curls and gives his reflection a smoldering Blue Steel glance. "Oh, you sexy cunt," he says, voice echoing in the bathroom. Nathan believes strongly in positive re-enforcement and all that rubbish.
Some time and a few clothes later, Nathan goes looking for a bite to eat. Or a bar. Or the best possible combination of the two, a pub. It's going to be a piss-poor night without all those screw-ups he'd somehow befriended to drink with him, but Nathan hopes he'll be able to start making some new friends. After all, he's a charming guy.
Anything else? written entirely on my phone, so let's hope it's not riddled with errors.
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