Post by Gambit on Aug 17, 2008 22:21:14 GMT -5
Character Name: Remy LeBeau
Codename: Gambit
Approximate Age: 23
Hair Colour: Brown
Eye Colour: Black with red irises
Gender: Male
Powers: Remy can control kinetic energy and make objects explode by "charging" them with this energy. His eyes allow him to see well in the darkness and he can even see the infra-red scale of light.
Special Attributes/Skills: Remy is very suave and cunning from years on the street.
History: Born in New Orleans, Louisiana, Remy LeBeau was kidnapped from a hospital as an infant and raised by the Theives Guild. He was referred to as "El Diablo Blanco" or "The White Devil" and was thought to be the prophesied man to bring the Two Guilds together.
His powers developed in his early teens and at the age of 15, he accompanied his best friend Etienne Merceaux on his Theives Guild Initiation or "Tilling." They were assigned to steal from the immortal mutant Candra. She recognzied him from time travel and held him captive. He had to use his powers to escape. He picked up a playing card, charged it with kinetic energy and threw it at a captor, blowing out his eye. This is what saved him, but his friend died in the escape.
Afterwards, he married the daughter of the rival clan's patriarch, Bella Donna in an attempt to unite the two clans. But eventually left her and the clans behind.
Sample RP: Remy looked around. Dis place isn' so bad, he thought as he dropped his duffel bag in the entry way of Xavier's School for Gifted Youngsters. Remy no longer considered himself a youngster, having gone through an awful lot in his first 23 years. Between time travel and losing his best friend, Remy had learned that there was one thing you could count on: not being able to count on anything.
He felt a rustle behind him and with lightning-fast relfexes he'd turned around and withdrawn a card from his pocket. The card was now glowing red from kinetic energy coursing through it. It had only been his trench coat. Damn! he thought as he attempted to assuage his rapid pulse. "Anyone 'ere?" he asked loudly, hearing his smoothe cajun voice echo on the hardwood floors.
Codename: Gambit
Approximate Age: 23
Hair Colour: Brown
Eye Colour: Black with red irises
Gender: Male
Powers: Remy can control kinetic energy and make objects explode by "charging" them with this energy. His eyes allow him to see well in the darkness and he can even see the infra-red scale of light.
Special Attributes/Skills: Remy is very suave and cunning from years on the street.
History: Born in New Orleans, Louisiana, Remy LeBeau was kidnapped from a hospital as an infant and raised by the Theives Guild. He was referred to as "El Diablo Blanco" or "The White Devil" and was thought to be the prophesied man to bring the Two Guilds together.
His powers developed in his early teens and at the age of 15, he accompanied his best friend Etienne Merceaux on his Theives Guild Initiation or "Tilling." They were assigned to steal from the immortal mutant Candra. She recognzied him from time travel and held him captive. He had to use his powers to escape. He picked up a playing card, charged it with kinetic energy and threw it at a captor, blowing out his eye. This is what saved him, but his friend died in the escape.
Afterwards, he married the daughter of the rival clan's patriarch, Bella Donna in an attempt to unite the two clans. But eventually left her and the clans behind.
Sample RP: Remy looked around. Dis place isn' so bad, he thought as he dropped his duffel bag in the entry way of Xavier's School for Gifted Youngsters. Remy no longer considered himself a youngster, having gone through an awful lot in his first 23 years. Between time travel and losing his best friend, Remy had learned that there was one thing you could count on: not being able to count on anything.
He felt a rustle behind him and with lightning-fast relfexes he'd turned around and withdrawn a card from his pocket. The card was now glowing red from kinetic energy coursing through it. It had only been his trench coat. Damn! he thought as he attempted to assuage his rapid pulse. "Anyone 'ere?" he asked loudly, hearing his smoothe cajun voice echo on the hardwood floors.
Just waiting for Wolvie's response.
