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[SEAN FAUSTO LOWE]

SEAN FAUSTO LOWE



it's not like I need somebody
TELLING ME WHERE I SHOULD GO AT NIGHT

FULL NAME: Sean Lowe
NICKNAME: Batman!… He tells people that but everyone just calls him Sean anyway
AGE: 17
YEAR: Third
ACCOMMODATION: ward 2.
BIRTHDATE: month and day
GENDER: male
ORIENTATION: straight
STATUS: single
CANON/ORIGINAL: Original

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don't worry you'll find somebody
SOMEONE TO TELL HOW TO LIVE THEIR LIFE

LIKES:
Outdoing somebody.
Flying
Fighting
Practical jokes
Females
Quick painless sex
New tests preformed on him to make him stronger
Working out
Attention
Singing or rapping out loud in public (he’s terrible at it)

DISLIKES:
People who wine about being trapped in this place.
People who don’t like him (most)
People who are better then him in what he likes.
Losing
Restrictions
Punishment
Group projects
Idling
Getting told off
Unhealthy food

STRENGTHS:
Physically powerful
Intelligent
Brutally Honest
Hides nothing about himself.
WEAKNESSES:
Arrogant
Needy
Bad first impressions
Judgmental
FEARS:
Where he will be in the future.
Facing his doom from somebody bigger and stronger then him.
GOALS:
Become the strongest warrior to ever come out of Bellafields.
Perfect his fighting skills and super powers.
SECRETS:
He doesn’t really keep these as he talks to much and enjoys talking about himself.

Drugged another member and then had sex with her while she was asleep.
Hates the scientists
DISORDER:
Flying: Two bat like wings attached to his body, he has learned how to fly with them and use them towards his advantage.

Sonar Vision: He doesn’t need to actually see anything so long as there is noise. He can see with no hesitation in pitch black so long as there is noise. He can also see things in other rooms and from a very far distance. Just like a bat he can make a ticking sound and see everything in front and behind him using the sonar vision.

PERSONALITY:

Cocky: If there is one thing that sticks out most of all in Sean it’s his large ego that travels around with him. Even if he isn’t even close to it, he thinks he’s by far the strongest of all the students and alumni that went to Bellafields testing and isn’t afraid to tell others down because of it.

Determined: When he wants something it’s best not to get into his way because he’ll stop at nothing to manipulate his way to what he wants, caring very little for others along the way.

Asshole: Those weaker then him he bullies and those stronger then him he bullies even more to pretend he has no fear of them. What of what he does is for his own personal gain.

Smart: He may look like a dumb jock but there’s a lot going on his mind and anybody that tries to take advantage of him ends up getting the short in the long end. He always has a plan in his head, usually knows exactly what’s going on.

Jolly: Usually when nobody else around him is but he always seems to be laughing, wanting to play jokes on others, and have a constant good time like this whole center is one large joke. So long as people can get past the cockiness people feel better hanging around him knowing there’s never a dull moment.

Bad Temper: When he can’t get what he wants right away he has a temper tantrum until he can get what he wants and when he gets angry he gets scary with his size.

Violent: Shoot first ask questions later is his philosophy when things get chaotic. If he feels threatened by somebody he doesn’t hesitate to use violence. He’s such a large guy though that he could use it towards his advantage.

Awkward: He’s not use to carrying on normal conversations with people because he’s been so sheltered from regular society that when people try to talk to him in a regular conversation is gets awkward with stares and blank faces. Most of the time he doesn’t know what to say and even some times when girls try to get to know him he gets timid as odd as that sounds coming from him.

Horny: Perhaps it could be substituted for flirt but he’s not that good at flirting, even though he tries it anyway. He’s such an awkward guy to talk to and so terrible at words he never knows the right thing to say. He is horny quite often though and loves females, often chasing them around Ballafields, so long as they don’t care about personality and just like muscle he doesn’t hesitate in getting them into bed.

Open: Having no secrets to keep usually when something comes up that he wants to keep a secret he knows at Bellafields that’s impossible and keeps it out into the open right away. They are to hard to keep for him.

Talkative: Sean enjoys hearing the sound of his own voice and loves to talk. Sometimes he talks way to much about things that don’t even matter.

Sporty: He loves things sports related such as throwing a football around or playing soccer with another if a ball is ever available. Working out his also his most common hobby.

Loud: Although he’s a good fighter he’d never make a good ninja because everywhere he goes he’s loud. Not only in his voice which seems to be yelling everything he says half the time but also in the loud steps he makes across Bella where everyone can hear him approach from a long distance away. Also making constant tick sounds to hear where he is for his sonar he barley ever doesn’t make any noise.

Funny: So long as people can enjoy his crude and mean humor he can be quite a funny and sarcastic guy.

Exciting: The guy has a lot of spunk to himself and gets overly excited over small things easily.

'cause you're so perfect
AND NO ONE MEASURES UP

PB: Kellan Lutz
HEIGHT: 6’1
WEIGHT: 230 lbs (extra weight for the wings)
HAIR: Short and blonde
EYES: Reddish-gray
BODY TYPE: Average tone, very well built
MUTATION: A slight amount of fur grows all over his body. He usually spends the mornings shaving it off, especially over his face, but most of the time it just quickly grows back again by the end of the day. The fur is very thin, small amount like he’s always balding.
His eyes are also thin and narrow.
He then has thin wings that hare attached to his arms, back, and legs and then curve. When walking around he usually wears long sleeves and pants because he can cover up the wings inside of them, as his wings are thin and easy to fold. Just like a bat. Just like a bat though his wings do not have feathers and as a result cannot be cut.
Perhaps the biggest weakness of his mutation is his hands that are small, weak, and thin.
STYLE: He usually just wears clothes for his training such as sweat pants, tight muscle shirts, so on. He cares very little about fashion or what others think of what he wears because he’s there for himself now to impress them.

yeah all by yourself
YOU'RE ALL MESSED UP

MOTHER: Rachel Lowe – Family Law Lawyer – Thunder bay
FATHER: Tod Lowe – Construction worker – Thunder Bay, Canada
SIBLINGS:
Teddy Lowe – Crown Criminal Lawyer – Toronto, Canada
Jeremy Lowe – Social worker – Dar es Salaam, Tanzania
Harvey Lowe – Gym Teacher – Thunder Bay, Canada
HISTORY:
Unlike the rest of the people here that went against their will, Sean Lowe volunteered himself when he heard of this program and the potentials it had for him. He was born in Thunder Bay, Ontario, Canada to a mother who worked in sales and his father in construction. Since an early age his father pushed sports onto all of his sons, including his three older brothers who consistently saw him as the weakest one. Sean was always trying to prove his strength to them and be at the top knowing they had age on their hands to help them. Also since his early age though he started to have weird unhuman things happen to his body.

It first started when he grew facial hair at 5 and had to shave almost every day. They took him to the doctors who came up with some reason and sent him home every day telling his parents he was still healthy. He then started to grow skin between his arms and chest connecting them together. By this point afraid of what was happened to their son they home schooled him and didn’t ever take him to the doctors. For a lot of his life he was sheltered from the outside and the only people he really got to know were his brothers who were into working out and sports mostly. When Sean turned 11 he learned a way to go skiing and have full maneuver over his body, along with covering his body. By the time he was 12 he started to learn how to ski race, having a lot of free time to go on the slopes while he was home schooled. By the time he was 13 he was already starting to compete on national levels with sponsors, coach, and a manager. Because everyone agreed they wanted to hide Sean’s mutation they hired a publisher who’s main job was to keep him out of the media instead of in it. He never did public interviews and if a reporter ever approached him after a race suddenly he always had a boring answer to say in return. He wanted to race faster then everyone else though, he didn’t care of any of that and was glad to get rid of them.

When he turned 15 on the night of his birthday he was asleep when two men came into his room and attempted to kidnap them. Realizing attackers were in his room he overpowered the both and then tortured them into information such as where they came from. They told him they came from a special school, for kids like him born with defects to turn into a super soldier. Liking the sound of the entire situation he surprisingly agreed to come with them to London. There he was very different from the other kids who didn’t enjoy their sudden capture, he enjoyed everything that was happening to him and knew that every side effect was to just make him stronger in the end. He was one of their most cooperative students to date, in a way. In another way he got so cocky and full of himself that he became a very hard student to handle. He would always bully the other students or play games and trick the scared ones. He even beat up others while supervisors weren’t looking. It was hard to keep discipline in him but they continued to train him. Now in his 3rd year he is expecting to become a graduated alumni within a year but the administration hasn’t told him yet they are considering holding him back a year. His temper is really bad and he’d be very upset over that thought.

i was losing myself
TO SOMEBODY ELSE

OOC NAME: your name or alias.
AGE: your age
AREA: Canada
CODEWORD: Prisms
RP SAMPLE: can be from another site. must meet word count.

As soon as the black smoke entered into Brian the leader witch went up to Brian and pressed a hot ember against his arm. This ember was the mark that made sure the demon stayed in Brian's body and could not be broken without first a new burn being marked in that area. Not even the demon could escape his body if he wanted to. The two were together so long as that mark was on Brian's body.

Brian no longer had control over his own body and his whole body went limb in the chair for a few seconds, his head hanging down as the witches stopped chanting and looked over at him not sure what to think next. When his head arised finally with a smile and shiny black eyes all three of them let out a cheer. The demon himself started to laugh realizing his freedom and looked at his bounds, lighting them on fire by simply looking at them. Then standing up he looked at the three witches kneeling to him. "As reward my faithful pupils I will let you join my friends in hell." With that he looked over at one witch and waved his head. She screamed at her arm came disconnected from her body and he then flung her body against the wall.

Seeing another one run away he lifted her from the air and threw her into another room, dismembering her as she was thrown into the air. As he saw blood splatter in the other room he laughed as he saw the leader still kneeling below him. Beside her was a knife, she was giving herself up for him. Taking the knife he grabbed her by the back of her hair while kneeling and slit her throat. He was about to laugh when he suddenly heard somebody enter the room. His head turned, his eyes pure black, as he noticed who it was. A Winchester himself!

Laughing he stood up over the dead body and walked over to Dean, closing the door to the room behind Dean as he did so, not allowing the guy to escape. He talked to Dean as he slowly walked over. "Well hello Mr Winchester. Let me introduce myself, my name is Almog Alchnan, you can call me Brian if it makes you feel better. What an honor to meet one of you. Dean himself to! Your family is quite the talk down in the pit." Walking up to Dean he touched his chest and started to move downward with his hand. "And they were right, you are by FAR the sexiest one.".

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