Tristen Ashley
===IDENTITY===
Full Name: Tristan Ashley
Nickname(s): 'Ash-hat' *chums only*
Codename: Geas
Alias(es): N/A
Age: 15
Classification: Meta-Human
Affiliation: Good (No Teams Yet)
===PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION===
Hair Color: Blonde
Eye Color: Green/Hazel mix
Height: 5'7"
Weight: 150 lbs
Other Traits: Generally, he is seen wearing his civvies, during and not during hero-stuff. These consist of a black t-shirt (generally with something funny and/or ironic on it) with a pair of jeans. In the off chances you catch him on patrol, or working with a team, he'll have his hair slicked back, wearing a pair of sunglasses, with a badass trenchcoat, with his civvies underneath it. This is in respect to other people who are badass, such as the Punisher, while hiding his identity enough so people won't bug him about if he knows the identity of any masked people of the team he's on, or why he was on patrol.
===POWERS===
Powers: Effect FieldsThe power Tristan possesses is Effect Fields, areas that he sets up that have effects. These fields can have a large variety of effects, however, he can only project one at a time as of yet. While in the field, everyone is under its effects, including allies, enemies, and Tristan himself. Due to this, he cannot be too careful when selecting the effect field type he projects. Of course, the maximum size of the field is limited to (posts/5) meters, rounding up to the higher meter, capping at 50 meters. He can shrink his field to a smaller size. Fields are stationary, and when he leaves them, they go down. Effect fields that can be generated are as follows:
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1 Sensory Field Generation: Placing his fingers up to his temples, his eyes roll back into his head for a 'white eyes' effect. a multi-tiered ring system erupts out in a radius around him, with what looks like a satellite on top. Past this radius is an invisible sensory field. This field can be used to detect all that occupies it. Not really useful yet, but has a range of (posts) meters instead of the norm and ignores the cap. Lasts for 3 posts.
2 Shelter Field: Clapping his hands seven times is a rhythmic 'da dadada da, da da' sorta of deal, a field forms around him with a pink aura for a moment, before anyone inside is either expelled from the field by a sudden unexpected force, or surrounded by a small and humble abode. This field keeps out anyone the user considered an "unwanted guest." It also keeps a constant, comfortable temperature inside it. It may be unable to be seen through, but the inside resembles a common home. It also produces food and water for the field's occupants. When this field is left, all remaining food disappears, so he recommends pigging out. Can last for as long as he wants, he can even sleep in it. It can be broken down with any significant amount of force applied to it, if it can punch through a house wall, it can punch into and shatter the Shelter Field.
3 Surgical Field: With a snap of his fingered, a green dome forms around the area, in the form of a series of green rings. All within are scanned by a green grid sort of thing as the rings pass by. The occupants of this field are sedated, scanned, and "operated on" to heal extreme injury. Takes up a large amount of energy to perform, but it can fix severed limbs in a few minutes, with lesser injuries taking less from there. Lasts for up to 5 posts, which covers the amount of time required to heal any injury up to a single severed limb, but thereafter, he cannot project another field for 10 posts.
4 Personal Gravity Field: Another finger snapping deal, only different because the snapping fingers causes a spark of energy to form, and surrounds him in a field of gravity. This field allows the user to generate gravity around themselves without actually affecting their body. The user can cause objects to orbit around him in this field, or shift his/ her center of gravity to walk on walls or ceilings. Lasts for 3 posts, but can be flickered on an off for bursts up to 3 times per post in order to last 5.
5 Entrapment Field: He claps his hands together and forms a cage-like barrier around him, square in shape. It works like a two-way force-field. Subjects cannot enter or exit the field trapping subjects inside it. Air is still allowed to permeate it. Last for 3 posts, with a 6 post cooldown.
6 Life Support Field: He exhales whatever air he was holding in his lungs, and forms a large dome or sphere of light green, full of nutrient rich air, that is moist, generally at the perfect temperature. Creatures inside this field are sustained by the field itself. They don't need to eat, drink, sleep, and the field generates a breathable atmosphere within. The only mobile field out of his list. Can last as long as needed but cannot be used again for the same amount of time afterwards, plus one full thread afterwards.
7 Enemy Field: Tristan put his fingers in his mouth and whistles loudly, forming a steamy red field around him. Targets inside the field feels antagonistic towards one another and are compelled to fight each other. Includes Tristan, which is funny. Lasts for up to 3 posts. With a 6 post cooldown.
8 Aversion Field: He waves his arms in a wierd circling manner around him, causing an odd maelstrom of swirling blue energy to form around him, projecting an "aversion field" around oneself, in which any attack that was aimed at anyone will miss, completely averting the person. Can last for 2 posts. With a 4 post cooldown.
9 Resurrection Field: This looks similar to his Shelter Field, however he calls it forth with only two claps, forming an odd, semitransparent structure that appears to be the interior of a house, though can appear to be any other environment as sizes get larger. While in this field, occupants may not die, and when harmed in any way, are restored back to how they were when they entered the field. Great for training, at later levels. This one can last a whole thread, but no attacks may exit it, and people attacking from outside can still cause lasting damage to those within.
Skills: Close Combat training; Knowledge and use of various modern and primative ranged weaponry; Knowledge of rope tying and escape artistry.
Weaknesses: His biggest weakness is himself (All his fields cause him thevsame repercussions as anyone else inside), Alien races (Who's physiology is generally different, so a lot of his fields fail on them unless they are very human in body form and mentality), environmental adaption types (can adapt to his fields like they adapt to the environment), healers (just make him feel obsolete sometimes), infiltrators (Can invade his fields somehow...), energy absorbers (can eat the fields), and ranged combatants (at early points at the very least, he can't affect what he can't reach.)
Equipment: A pair of night sticks, 10 sets of handcuffs with individual keys, 15 ft of rope, a lock pick and small torque wrench.
===PSYCHOLOGICAL PROFILE===
Personality: Tristan, while he seems like he'd be all over the nearest villain, is the first guy to personally try and talk a villain down. While this leads to a failure in most cases, he is not disheartened. Due to his verbal warnings not working, he can at least say he warned people. Of course, he isn't a particularly skilled individual, and would never claim to be. He respects skilled individuals greatly, especially if they were skilled and used it for justice.
Due to the rather suicidal nature of his powers and their effects on him, he usually prefers to end things in a short time, usually trying to go without them. In fact, he doesn't much like his powers at all and would probably trade them for a cooler power if he could. Still, he appreciates any compliments on his work, powers, appearance. He develops friendships pretty easily because one compliment is worth taking a hundred insults to him.
In the off chances one works on a team with him, they will find him very good at teaming-up tactics. He enjoys making use of back to back combat, though he works best in a duo. He's very complimentary to another's fighting style.
If you are his enemy, you really had to try, just saying. His absolute hatred, enough to call someone his enemy, requires causing him and those he cares about all personal harm. This rage is like 300 suns, and the whole of Sparta's ancient military force, had a love child of pure hatred, and stored it in a hate bank at 30% interest for a few dozen years, only to be stolen along with the rest of the rage stored at the hate bank by this kid who stored it in a dormant volcano with an annoying room mate named Carl. Seriously, if you make him mad at you, your very name will invoke a moment of murderous thoughts in him. And that is commendable.
If he falls in love, he will never admit it, but show signs of it in incredibly obvious manners. He will stare at the subject unconsciously, defend them first without thinking, and immediately jump in on conversations involving the topic of the subject of his increadibly stealthy affection, to support compliments and deter insults, usually wuthout thinking. When directly talking with them, he may develop a blush, as well as have noticeable, heart-shaped, pink pupils as he talks, while sounding like he is perfectly fine, and not nervous, usually talking about totally unrelated topics to love, such as football... or the most recent bank robbery and how he stopped it singlehandedly while curling 200 with his main hand (which, by the way, is a lie).
Strengths: Friendly like no tomorrow, good in small teams, funny
Interests/Habits: He is strongly interested in asian graphic novels, though he can't read them in their natural language, so he often uses a phone for reading translated versions. He has a small habit of glancing at his phone, unlocking it, and then just closing it and putting it back in his pocket. In the presence of more famous heroic figures, he has a habit of being a downer on himself, possibly because he seeks compliments from his heroes, possibly on accident via subconscious comparison of fame.
===PERSONAL BACKGROUND===
Family Members: Mom - (Ditzy, young appearance, with a strong responsible core. Doesn't know of his powers.)
Dad - (Relaxed, but stern and scary to the eye. Addicted to drugs including venom. Knows of his powers.)
Little Brother - (Car/Automechanics buff. A bit annoying, but overall humorous. Knows of his powers.)
Place of Origin: United States, Eastern Time Zone
History: Born in the states, Tristan was but a simple, quiet baby and toddler. Because of him being such, he was not really all that needy, found no reason to ask about very much, asides the occasional why. When he asked why, he requested the cause for the effect that he had to deal with, not the usual requesting a reason for why he would want to do something. As he would ask about cause and effect, he definitely took an interest in understanding it. Causality was something that he would, ironically, grow to understand more than logic.
Tristan was in elementry school, around 5th grade, when he discovered his metahuman powers to control acausality. It showed up when he caused a causality loop which ended up doing his homework, via accidentally making a small field in which he had a lot of intelligence, and did his homework in so little time, he scared himself. After some summer camping, he started Middle School with a new lease on life. He started to make friends, and become popular, much to his mother's pleasure. It was about all that happened during that time that was anything special outside of him secretly practicing his effect fields.
Once he hit High School, he figured it was as good a time as any to become a hero, and he took to fighting crime around Jump City, the place to be for any young heroes looking to fight villains. He found he was pretty good at it, too! However, his powers weren't as useful to him as they initially appeared to be, and he began to fear them a bit more. Happily, it was nothing that stopped his crime-fighting, nor traumatized him against his powers, just a couple of mishaps that resulted in him almost suffocating, and a small time dialation mishap where the bad guy got away. Nowadays, he's just keeping at the lifestyle, hoping to make his big break soon.
Sample rp: Tristan, a bit worn out from chasing down a bank robber, slumped down to sit upon a bench in the park. That particular bank robber was a pain in the arse to deal with, and essentially wasn't really worth the effort, in the eyes of a civilian. Needless to say though, it mattered to him and that was enough to keep him going. Tristan wiped away beads of sweat from his forehead, then smiled, letting out a sigh of relief. Looking over at the person reading this app, he would say, "Just remember, this is an example."