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This is an application for an OC named Trickster.
Name: MIcheal Chase
Alias: Trickster
Age: 17
Description: Tall, Black hair and eyes, dresses completely in black.
Powers: Can detect physical traps within 10 feet of him, can escape most any restraints applied to him, can tie logic-defying knots, and can remain hidden in shadows even if glowing radioactively.
1st. person sample: I was bored, what can I say? This wouldn't amount to much, but the fact of super-powers in hyperactive teenagers attests against. So, to deal with said dullness in the air, I devised a trap for a friend of mine. Well, not a friend. Not even an acquaintance, but it's fun to pretend. After making my way to that giant T in the middle of the bay(bad planning if there ever was), I set my gimmick and awaited the hilarity that would follow. After a while, a little green fellow stepped on the welcome mat which set off the liquid explosive which in turned started a fuse that next fired a bottle rocket who was kind enough to pop the large balloon full of ashes, baking powder, and lemon-scented flour I had so carefully balanced on a light above the door. He didn't look too green after that. Of course, he smelled nice, so who could complain?
3rd. Person sample: Halloween is a beautiful time of year. Leaves swoosh, the moon glows bright, children ask 'trick or treat', and folks like Trickster are only too happy to oblige. After one great evening of TPing TPers, sicking fake ghosts upon candy-mongers, and emulating screams from the old abandoned mansion on the edge of town, the police caught him. No, not exactly caught him, more...kept the door locked as he appeared in a patrol car. Trickster did not appreciate the situation. After a while of driving the officer looked in the rear-view mirror only to see his capture gone. The poor officer pulled over to take a look. Once the back door was opened to investigate, the previously invisible Trickster leapt forth, cuffing the cop, pushing him into the backseat, and locking the door in one quite acrobatic motion. The cop would be okay. The escapist spied a band of gorgeous catgirls and decided that the evening was not quite over yet, and skipped away into the night...
Name: MIcheal Chase
Alias: Trickster
Age: 17
Description: Tall, Black hair and eyes, dresses completely in black.
Powers: Can detect physical traps within 10 feet of him, can escape most any restraints applied to him, can tie logic-defying knots, and can remain hidden in shadows even if glowing radioactively.
1st. person sample: I was bored, what can I say? This wouldn't amount to much, but the fact of super-powers in hyperactive teenagers attests against. So, to deal with said dullness in the air, I devised a trap for a friend of mine. Well, not a friend. Not even an acquaintance, but it's fun to pretend. After making my way to that giant T in the middle of the bay(bad planning if there ever was), I set my gimmick and awaited the hilarity that would follow. After a while, a little green fellow stepped on the welcome mat which set off the liquid explosive which in turned started a fuse that next fired a bottle rocket who was kind enough to pop the large balloon full of ashes, baking powder, and lemon-scented flour I had so carefully balanced on a light above the door. He didn't look too green after that. Of course, he smelled nice, so who could complain?
3rd. Person sample: Halloween is a beautiful time of year. Leaves swoosh, the moon glows bright, children ask 'trick or treat', and folks like Trickster are only too happy to oblige. After one great evening of TPing TPers, sicking fake ghosts upon candy-mongers, and emulating screams from the old abandoned mansion on the edge of town, the police caught him. No, not exactly caught him, more...kept the door locked as he appeared in a patrol car. Trickster did not appreciate the situation. After a while of driving the officer looked in the rear-view mirror only to see his capture gone. The poor officer pulled over to take a look. Once the back door was opened to investigate, the previously invisible Trickster leapt forth, cuffing the cop, pushing him into the backseat, and locking the door in one quite acrobatic motion. The cop would be okay. The escapist spied a band of gorgeous catgirls and decided that the evening was not quite over yet, and skipped away into the night...