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Applications open on July 24 at 12:01AM EST. Please post your applications on this page!
You may app up to two characters per round. The total amount of characters you may have at this time is four. You may have two characters from the same canon, however these characters can not have met or will have no reason to do so in the future. We will decide this on a case-by-case basis.
Reserves are not a requirement. However, a reserve is an excellent way to state your intentions and to give us a heads up to research your canon and character so that we can process it faster.
If you are asked for revisions, then you have seventy-two hours to reply to the comment with what we have asked.
If you would like details on a rejection then you may PM the mod account or reply to the comment and we will be as detailed as possible.
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Charles F. Xavier || X-Men: First Class || Reserve Challenge
OOC Info;
Name: Chanel
Age: 21+
Ways to contact: emailnumbertwelve @ Gmail . com
Characters currently played: None
Character Info;
Character Name: Charles Francis Xavier
Canon: X-Men: First Class
Canon Link: Mutants!!
Canon Point: Just as the ships turn their attention to the X-Men.
Character Age: 30
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Personality: Charles is above all else an optimist, he believes in the best of man and mutants alike. That, despite the experiences life has brought about, you can master your own destiny and become the man you desire (with help from those around you). He believes that a kind voice and a caring hand can alter the world if given time. He also believes that if you do good it will be done unto you and most of all that some day mankind and mutantkind can coexist peacefully. Charles wants to work to build a future where mutants are accepted as a natural step in evolution rather than a threat, where humans and mutants could-- with their vast abilities-- work together to make a better future for all. Charles believes that together society could evolve exponentially with these new abilities and peace can be reached. This is visible in the fact that, with the exception of dire circumstances or to protect himself, Charles finds that violence is never the answer and he abhors killing. His optimistic nature makes it evident that he believes in rehabilitation as opposed to simple punishment; he attempts to stop Erik from killing Shaw because those kind of actions do damage to not only the killed but the killer. Even if the man could not be rehabilitated, Charles finds they have no right to pass judgement themselves.
That is not to say Charles is without his faults; he’s arrogant and at times naive. It would be amiss to say he was innocent, as any man who can see into the dark corners of other men’s minds is anything but. These traits are exemplified in several of his encounters with Erik, where it’s clear he can see Erik’s suffering in his mind and can sympathies with his pain, it’s obvious (from some of his actions and words, ala the uttering of “they were just following orders” in Cuba) that he doesn’t entirely grasp what he’s been allowed to see. Raised a (comparatively) sheltered life he can empathize with the pain however he cannot always understand the conflicting notions and lasting scars that come with it.
His insufferable belief in his ideals and the optimistic-like nature it gives him often leaves him vulnerable because of his expectation that given the chance most men, if not all men, can be good or will do the right things. Set in his ideals he often butts heads with people close to him (namely Erik or Raven), situations in which he rarely sees fit to concede any ground. Charles frequently believes that his assumptions and theories are correct because of his mutation; with the ability to see into the minds of many he feels the right to an authoritative stance on human nature and behavior. He assumes most people can learn to fall in line with his ideals and if he begins the school for mutants that he can mold their future into the peaceful one he desires.
In addition to this Charles is very driven; he has several degrees (most recently his doctorate from Oxford) and when given the opportunity to work with the CIA he jumps right in even though he had just graduated the day before. Charles is obviously highly intelligent, as evidenced by his degree, manner of speech and mutation. Charles uses this knowledge to his advantage when helping both the CIA and his students. It’s apparent in the way he assists in finding new ways and uses for their abilities that can only be built from a base understanding of how they work and what is or isn’t theoretically possible.
Charles’ ability to see the thoughts of others often provides him a one-up on most; knowing what they want or need from him even before they ask. This also leads him to be a bit selfish; he likes to be in control of things, lead the way and will use his ability to see to that. While he doesn't take over anyone physically with his telepathy or alter their thoughts and ideas, he does use the knowledge he gains from their minds in order to nudge them in what he thinks is the 'right' direction. He has trouble abiding by the rules of someone else if he deems that they are unfair or incorrect and won’t hesitate to voice his opinion even when things are better left unsaid.
For as educated and gifted as he is, Charles’ world was relatively small before he encountered Moira MacTaggart and subsequently many of his future students. He’s known loneliness and pain, but nothing quite as considerable as many of the mutants he comes across. His inherent good nature also makes him prey to those who would use it against him. It also leads to him saying things he shouldn't, because he doesn't consider how the words will impact people based on their experiences. It provides him a great deal of trouble with Raven, as he had promised to stay out of her head. Because of this Charles often doesn't catch the implications of his actions or words when it comes to her. The kitchen scene for example; Raven enters, in her true blue form with no clothing on and Charles is startled. Since he doesn't see her in the same way, thinking of her more as a sister than a potential partner he's unnerved by her being in the nude, but she believes it's because he's seeing her in her natural blue form and no longer cares for her because of it. There is no distinction of difference to her, as she first met him nude, but to him she is now a woman and the nudity is inappropriate especially considering their familial bond. She gets upset and leaves, and he doesn't even realize the impact of the conversation till far later when Raven decides to leave him in favor of going with Erik.
Despite the fact that Charles wants people to perceive him as much older than he is he still has youthful digressions; the most prominent being that he quite enjoys his drinking and chasing skirts. Charles, especially in his days at Oxford, was known to go out to the local pub, get mildly smashed and then attempt to pick up coeds with amusing lines about genetic mutations and the evolution of man. Sometimes it worked, sometimes it didn’t. Truth be told he still succumbed to the follies of youth and had many things to learn though he did best to hide that fact.
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He can warp a person’s perceptions; allowing himself (or others) to look different or seem invisible, he can create illusions, erase memories, induce pain and cause temporary paralysis. If the range is within a mile or so he can manipulate multiple minds at once, however if he is attempting to take full control he can only do so with one individual. He can alter or impede the body’s natural senses; causing the subject to lose control of their sight, hearing, smell, taste, powers (if mutant) and more. With this he can also cause unconsciousness or even death.
He can, by picking up the brainwaves of other beings, identify who they are and in some cases where they’re located.
Weaknesses: Charles, for all his intelligence, is not much of a fighter. Having a short stature of five-foot-seven and a thin build he’s built more for leading and organizing than he is for actual combat.
His single minded nature is a large flaw; so focused on his goals and arrogant (if not somewhat correct) belief that he could help change the course of man and mutantkind, his personal relationships often suffer. He tends to take may of his close relationships for granted, as he did with Raven, and only realizes after something has gone awry that he’s done wrong.
Nerf: Obviously this falls within the overpowered category and thus must be brought down into a more reasonable level. In order to make him more applicable to the game I was thinking perhaps Charles would only be able to use his ability to control and manipulate as far as the room he's in and perhaps sense people a room or two over at most, which is far more reasonable.
Also it doesn't work on zombies.
Items on their Person:
One flight suit,
One set of heavy boots
One set of gloves,
One headset,
Samples; (All samples must be set in the game's universe)
Sample 1
Charles couldn't remember the last time he had seen another person alive, the last time he hadn't had to smell that wafting stench of blood. This wasn't the kind of thing he was made for, dead or not the bodies still existed and killing them required a skill he wasn't adept at. A visceral reaction to life was all they provided, unfortunately that reaction was death. ]
Bloody hell! [ Charles yelped feeling dirty fingers curl in the shoulder of his cardigan, digging for flesh, for meat and bone and everything that Charles had left. He jerked back, just enough, and barely in time; leaving the clawing hand with nothing it desired and only a chunk of the fabric covering his shoulder to speak for. His head snaps to the side and he casts another glance toward the stairs. ] Hurry up and find something to barricade this blasted door and come back down here! [ Perhaps shouting wouldn't help anyone of them focus, but considering the fact his weight was only going to hold back so many of them for so long-- and their persistence never wore out with the smell of flesh so close-- he felt the matter was dire. ] There's nothing in there-- it's-- so vacant. [ His breath hitches nervously, a glance to the side, hoping someone will arrive with something to prop the door closed soon. ] What if-- [ He's terrified to ask, but his mind can't stop circling the idea of the others. The children. What about them? ] We need to find them as soon as possible.
Sample 2
Dead--undead-- or not he's still so uncomfortable with the thought of clobbering it... back to dead.
Turning he heads toward the closest room first; the hallway bathroom, inside there's a few soaps, candles, a uncomfortably dry sponge but nothing of note. Down the hall the smaller of the two bedrooms look like it used to be for a child of some sort and Charles isn't entirely sure how long he can stand to be in there-- it's collected, proper, bed still mussed from the last time someone slept in it. An ache thuds in his chest, and while he knows they don't have time to mourn people they didn't even know, it's still upsetting. The back of his hand traces against his mouth as he eases back out into the hallway. Pressed into one of the walls he sucks in a deep breath, closes his eyes and reminds himself that there's nothing they could do about it.
He doesn't even finish collecting himself before he's moved on to the next room. The master bedroom is much like the child's-- however the bed is made and there's a pair of slippers tucked near the bathroom door. Charles feels his heart nearly leap out of his chest at a flash of movement, but it's just the bathroom curtain slipping into a stagnant pool of water. Turning back toward the hall he almost calls out before he thinks better of making that much noise and instead brushes his fingers against his temple,
Clear.
He was grateful to be allowed to shower first; the right easily belonged to Erik-- the man had done far more work than he had between the two of them, his own ability rendered rather useless in the wasteland of moving dead bodies. He pops the cupboard under the sink open, grabbing a cleaning glove so he can unplug the tub, noting the slight drip of the faucet that had lead to the standing water. It takes him nearly an hour to scrub the tub clean enough that he doesn't feel threatened by getting into it. Once he ripped the glove off, letting the tub drain once more he tossed it into the sink as he paused for the first time in forever to look at himself.
The lines of his face, deeper with exhaustion and lack of food, bright blues accented by deep red rings fading into his cheek bones. He still looked alive-- still flushed with some kind of color-- but not as much as he had been. He looked more tired than he could ever remember being, his hair was dusty and slightly matted and he had to wonder at what point it had become so easy to ignore. He picked at his clothes for a second before he tore his gaze away-- he didn't care to look at himself, not like that, not anymore. He yanked at the handle to get the water flowing again-- it sputtered a bit, but it did flow to life-- and he didn't even wait for it to warm up. He stripped his clothes with surprising quickness, only fumbling on the occasional button. He pulled them in with him, though, dropping them on the floor to clean after he finally rinsed his body.
He scrubbed, every little bit of skin even where it hurt, he had never felt the desire to be clean so painfully. The water running with the grime and blood stuck to bits of his skin. Breathing a heavy sigh he just ducked under the water-- making an effort to rake his fingers through his hair and clean it. Grabbing soap he scrubbed hard, waking over skin till some of it turned a sore pink-- because he just needed to be clean again, to feel more human because of it.
Once he was clean, and had scrubbed his clothes to his best of his ability. Trying to get the mess stuck to them off with simple hand soap. Eventually he gave in, too tired to fight with the fabric anymore, and threw the clothing back on. It was wet but he didn't care to risk being caught in a state of undress.
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