Erik Noire

[Erik Noire]

SHIELD Files
~ERIK rhys NOIRE!!

What have I become?
My sweetest friend
Everyone I know
Goes away in the end.

The File Jacket

Name: Erik Noire
Nickname(s)/Alias: None
Codename:
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Bi-sexual, but covers any homosexual tendencies so he pushes Hetero more often than not
Profession: Student
Human Type: Natural Mutant
Faction: unaffiliated
Mutant Powers and Abilities:
Solid Matter Density Control; Erik can manipulate the density of his body's molecular structure. By manipulating it, he can defy the laws of physics and change his molecular density without harm. His genetically enhanced DNA maintains a distinct corporeal memory which enables Erik to revert back to his original molecular structure at will.

**Note: Erik is not affected by his twin, Draven’s, abilities. This is not a power; it is merely an effect of being in the same womb with Draven and becoming impermeable to his specific twin’s gifts. This does extend to anyone other than Draven and it does not extend to Draven not being able to sense his twin’s feelings. It only means that Erik is unaffected by Draven’s ability to shift the moods around him.**

***For now Erik can do very little because he refuses to believe that he is anything but human. His abilities are severely limited by his lack of initiative and no training or practice. These power descriptions will only become applicable if he ever get’s trained and accepts himself. At that point the powers will be a gradual gaining. What is described below is only what he might be capable of. At this point in time he does not phase or become more dense at will but by reflex if something is coming at him. If it is a person, like in football, he becomes more dense if it is a paintball he might phase. These are both very rare cases though and are purely by reflex.***

Imperviousness: He is able to draw molecular density from the world around him making him impenetrable by flexing his muscles when taking a breath to active this power which surrounds his body in a rock-like structure. In this state, he can stop cars and bullets, and has immunity to pain. When he has become super-dense, no one can resist his incredible physical strength. At this state, he is able to crush and destroy almost anything without harm to his body. When he increases his body mass to incredible levels, it's very hard for him to run and even walk, and no one can get him to budge. Because of his incredible body mass, most types of energies such as electricity which are directed to him just being absorbed or reflected by his body, and do not harm him at all. Most Psionics trying to affect him by their power while he is in super-dense state feel some kind of barrier which doesn't allow them to enter his mind. Also, such Psionic attacks like Psionic Blasts just disperse on him, and don't cause any side effects.

Intangibility: Erik can throw off the density of his own molecular structure making him intangible, thus he is able to pass through solid matter by passing his atoms through the spaces between the atoms of the object through which he is moving. In this way he and the object through which he is passing can temporarily merge without interacting, and each is unharmed when Erik has finished passing through the object. When in this state he cannot breathe, so must draw a breath before activating his ability, and can only stay intangible or super solid for as long as he can hold his breath.

Weaknesses:

Time Limit: Erik has only 30 seconds before he has to revert back to avoid the risk that the effects from his abilities will become permanent and kill him.

Energy Field: Erik is unable to phase through electrical based fields.

Nervous System: Erik's invulnerability offers him no protection against weapons that can affect his nervous system.

Canon?: Original


PRETTY FACES

Eyes: Chocolate brown
Hair: Originally dirty blonde but it has been dyed and tied back into black cornrows
Height: 6’2”
Weight: 140
Any outstanding features?: A lip ring, and gauged earrings.

Appearance:

Hello THeRE

Likes:

• Peanut Butter
  
• Football
  
• Paintball
  
• Chewing Gum
  
• Being the center of attention

Dislikes:

• Seclusion
  
• Ham
  
• Quiet
  
• Tight spaces
  
• Algebra

Fears:

• Being left alone for long periods of time
  
• Claustrophobia
  
• Being found out as a mutant

Weaknesses:

• Anger
  
• Self-Hatred
  
• Even if he is loathe to admit it- His twin Draven
  
• His family

Strengths:

• Effervescent
  
• Humor
  
• Kind Smile
  
• Proficient Liar
  
• Manipulative

Any secrets?: He blames himself for Draven being kicked out of the house and for not being strong enough to keep the fight from happening in the school.

PERSONALITY: Erik can most aptly be described as brash, bold, impulsive and completely reckless. Jump first, ask later. He thinks minimally and acts the majority. He has little poise or tact about situations preferring to jump straight to the point than beat around the bush. This causes him both great stress on his relationships and considerable respect from the majority of his classmates whom see it as truthfulness instead of a lack of manners.

Erik is a natural leader with his ever-ready smile and quick to the cut remarks. It’s easier to pull in bees with honey than it is with vinegar but sometimes the bees get out of line and then the vinegar is useful. He has a happy-go-lucky nature about him even if he is feeling miserable inside; his front is a solid one and the cheerful mask is firmly in place. He hate’s being left alone and has found that gathering a large crowd about one-self is a fine way of replacing the loss of the one person you had never thought to lose.

His care-free smile is more of a trademark than anything else; it isn’t real and it is a poor replacement for his real smile. He has always been the clown and the jokester and old habits die hard. So even now he reverts back to his laughing and joking ways but this is mainly a deflection for his real feelings. Lately his major flaw is that he is quick with his emotions which can change on a dime. He is quick to laugh and joke as usual but lately he is just as quick to rant and rave.

BACKGROUND:

Mother: Cassandra Noire

• Dead or Alive? Age and Cause of Death (if applicable):

Living, age 45
FATHER: Damien Noire

• Dead or Alive? Age and Cause of Death (if applicable):

Living, age 55
OTHER FAMILY: Aries Noire (older Sister, Draven Noire (twin brother), Sara Noire (baby Sister)

• Dead or Alive? Age and Cause of Death (if applicable):

Aries: living, age 25, Draven: living, age 17; Sara: living, age 15

HISTORY:
Erik was the third born of his family and the second born of the set of twins. The twins were doted on by their mother mostly for being twins one and boys second. Being the second of the twins never really bothered Erik while they were growing up. It actually suited him just fine, he always had someone there with him, he was never alone and he could always depend on Draven to be there beside him.

School wasn’t a painful process. Erik was never the brightest of the bunch and Draven always did better than him. Erik usually squeaked by with his B’s and C’s he was compared in a rather unfair light to Draven and his older sister but being the clown that he was there was never any real emphasis put upon his school work. Where he never failed to get perfect marks was in his social interactions. Erik fit in anywhere and with any crowd. He floated in and out of social circles with great ease. One day with the band, the next with the motorheads, and then with the jocks. He was personable and he never had to try to be it. He never floated off too far from Draven though he was always by his twin either pulling along to a new crowd with him or following him off to wherever he wanted to be that day.

At home Erik played second fiddle most of the time. He had a hard time with keeping focused upon his schoolwork and got distracted pretty easily. Considering the house was chaotic at the best of times it never helped his grades at all to be home. He could always count on his twin to help him though, as long as they both focused upon the work it was always easier. It didn’t help much when it came to test days though. Erik could never get that power of telepathy that everyone always claimed twins had. Erik begged to differ and point out that there was no way he would be getting lower grades than his brother if he could have just copied straight from his mind.

Things were going along smoothly enough in the Noire household, Erik had just pulled Draven out of yet another moping spell over his latest boyfriend. Draven’s moodiness never lasted long around Erik, it was one of his rather few talents that he was proud of. Things always went better at school when Draven was in a good mood. At first when they were young it had seemed normal to Erik that everyone was more cheerful when Draven was since to Erik the world centered specifically around him and his twin. As they grew though and the shifts in mood started to happen specifically around what Draven was feeling and he learned enough that it wasn’t quite normal that him and Draven finally got around to figuring out the truth of it. Something about Draven was causing the shifts in everyone’s moods except for Erik.

Erik didn’t know why he was immune to it but that wasn’t as important as the fact that his twin was a mutant.
Somehow Sara had overheard their conversation about that very topic one night and spread it around the school. As any teenage girl who loves to gossip would. It was a secret… but secrets never last long in a school. It was more of a riot than a fight a full blow mass riot. Everyone was angry and scared and who was once just another student became the scapegoat of the school. Erik tried his hardest to hold Draven back and calm him down as he normally did but this one time when it counted the most… he failed miserably.

The aftermath was just cruel. Draven was gone. Sara was full of guilt and Erik was missing a twin. What was the worst was that it seemed like his parents had just erased their oldest son. Everything of Draven’s just vanished overnight. They expected the same response out of Erik and Sara. He couldn’t lose his whole family after already losing his twin. So he slid into a facsimile of himself and tried to duplicate his old life…. With one less person by his side.

School life began again it was pure drudgery. He was never much for putting himself in the spotlight when Draven was around though; his twin was his anchor more often than not and with him around Erik was never lonely. He never needed to be in the spotlight because Draven was there for company. Once his twin was gone though Erik found the school hallways a dark and lonesome place, he needed company. So he started to gather people around him like moths to a flame.

He branched out and joined the football team. Something he had never thought possible but for some reason when he concentrated he was actually very good at standing still and never moving. It was almost like he was rooted in place. He laughed and joked and became popular by association. He was always good at blending in. He started to fill his hours with people and sports and soon paintball as well. Even though some paintballs fly right at him. They hardly ever hit unless he concentrates on them coming at him.

He pretends to be adjusted and smiles all the time as if a photograph were going to be taken at any moment.

ACTOR/ACTRESS USED: Tom Kaulitz

POST RP EXAMPLE:

((This is from a historic steampunk site. The character is a child thief who has just stolen from what he thought was a passed out body by a bar. It ended up being the thieves guild head. This is the characters reaction to being caught.))
He was running as fast as he could not even bothering to hide himself at this point. Zigzagging among the legs of the adults around him the boy was hopeful but his stamina just wasn’t there. He could already feel the adrenaline leaving him making his thoughts and motion sluggish. The easy pickings loaded with coin that had fallen from the sky like a gift from the gods was now yelling and chasing him. He was also catching up since his yells and footfalls were getting much closer.

Kaleb was scared, anyone would be, but as scared as he was he couldn’t keep running. The clear blue eyes searched the sides of the walls for any sort of space to crawl into but he was in a new part of town one he’d never explored thoroughly. The last time he had been here there had been no need to hide, no need to run either. A flurry of hope fluttered over his thoughts and skin as he spotted the corner of the street dead ahead. He was going to make it!

That thought still fresh in his mind he breathed out a sigh of relief before the thought and his hope took a nosedive plummeting both into despair. His running came to a dead halt as he was grabbed from behind, his neck slammed into his shirt collar and he was thrust bodily upwards his feet dangling hopelessly above the ground. The boy choked and sputtered flailing wildly before his worn shoes hit the dirt again. Confused and fearful, Kaleb jumped back once he was let go but he was caught in his haste to get away from the man by being forced back against the wall behind him. He was trapped, the fight or flight sensation flipped to fight and the child’s blue eyes glared with hostility at the man.

The man’s hands snatched at his coat and he got pulled up again. Standing heavily on the balls and tips of his toes, the boy precariously balanced as his pockets were roughly rummaged. Indignantly the brat shouted with impassioned ferocity as the man showed distaste to the pockets contents.

“It’s not yours anyways! Let me down NOW!” Finding his balance in the grip the imp punctuated the last word of his vocalization with a sharp kick to the man’s knee. The little monster kept himself stark still at the shaking bracing himself with the newfound balance. Even with the bracing the shake gave him a bit of a rattle and eyes blazing with resentment he glared at the man.


“YOU are my problem. Now lemme GO!” The bone and skin skeleton of a child thrust about wildly in his grip but all the while amid the distraction, little fingers stole down into the unmolested pocket the coins were kept in. Fingering the smallest coins of the stash the brat swiftly brought the hand up in one fluid motion. The monster turned to grin at the man and quickly dropped what small coins he could into his mouth and swallowed. Any coin was better than getting them all taken away. With no regard to personal safety, the little fiend was too distraught to care. Whatever was left in his fist was thrown haphazardly into the street.


“You want’em! Go get’em!”

* THE face BEHIND the MASK!

Alias: Lex
Age: 26
Gender: Male
RP Experience: Far too long
Where did you find us?: Mel’s ad on RPG-D

Rules: Yeppers.

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