Nathaniel Thompson, I DONT KNOW WHAT IM DOING

[Rorschach]

Name: Thompson, Nathaniel
Age: 24
Gender: Male

Affinity: Good
Origins: The United Kingdom
Race: Human

Personality: Nathaniel is a good man, he is simple, and quiet. He does good deeds for other people, and cares about others well beings. He doesn't talk much, because he doesn't like talking. Its not that he's shy, he just saves his words for when he needs to use them, or make fun quips and wisecracks. He's that guy that blends in with the crowd, the guy thats just their, and you only notice that person when he wants to be noticed. Around friends he says more than usual but its not much of a stretch. When fighting is probably when he speaks the most.

Nathaniel also reads a lot, and listens to a lot of music. His tastes are classic literature and classical music. He absorbs words like a human sponge, and has a great memory. He could probably recite Romeo and Juliet from memory after one read. Nathaniel is also quite stubborn or determined depending on how you look at it. He doesn't back down easily, if he sets his sights on something he wants he will do all he can to take it. He is also an optimist and looks at the bright side of things. Nathaniel doesn't enjoy fighting per say, but the feelings inspired by battle gets his blood boiling and it excites him. He mainly fights for revenge, if he has no reason to fight he will back off. He is not the one to instigate a fight, but he will finish it by any means necessary

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Description:
Nathaniel also wears a pair of sunglasses with tinted orange lenses and a thin metal frame.

Exp Points: 0 (Do not change)
Power Energy Level: 1(Do not change)
Money: $50 (Do not change)

Weapon: Nathaniel wears a pair of brass knuckles with polished silver spikes on each knuckle. He also wears small and concealed mechanical wrist bands in the sleeves of his sweatshirt that fire needles at his target. The bands can only shoot one needle at a time, the needles are coiled In a holder that loads the mechanism. He carriers extra projectiles in his pockets. Each needle fires at the speed of a bullet, and are about 4 inches long.

Special Abilities/Special Skills: 1. Nathaniel is agile and fast, he is able to strike many times with his unique fighting style. 2. Nathaniel's sun glasses can magnify his sight allowing him to see farer and clearer, allowing for better accuracy and precision.

Second Form: umm, none cause I don't know what this is...

History/Biography: It was a hard knock life so to speak, being born into a family unwanted. And being left on some priests door step. Like he was some type of offering to god to remove his mothers sin? A teen ager isn't exactly an ideal mother, but surely she could have done a better job than a dank orphanage. Or so Nathaniel thought, and he thought this often. An unloved boy, Nathaniel didn't socialize and spent his time alone, reading, listening, watching, he observed everything he could. This lead him to excel in school. A rich man and his wife noticed Nathans great potential, and intelligence. They watched him, observed him.

Nathaniel was adopted at the age of 6, and he clung to his new mother and father. They taught him life lessons, and kindness, and love. The man sponsored the orphanage, and was a great and generous philanthropist. Nathaniel's new parents adopted other children, he suddenly had siblings. He cared about them greatly. He continued his quiet lifestyle, but enjoyed himself much more knowing he was at least wanted where he was. Everything was perfect...until that night (DUN DAH DUN)

A robbery occurred at his family's estate, it was a horrid night. Men dressed in black ransacked their home. Hidden behind their masks they felt no guilt, no shame. They destroyed everything they deemed to be cheap and worthless. Even his family members. Nathan was stowed in a closet by his father, and told to keep quiet. Nathan listened, it was loud and confusing. He wasn't sure what was happening. Suddenly something was louder, it rang high above every other noise. It was sharp, it was a scream. Then he herd something deeper, louder, then silence. Footsteps quickened, and sirens sounded off in the distance. Nathan sat in a feeble position, crying and shaking.

When the police found him Nathaniel ran he didn't know what to do. Then he stopped dead in his tracks. A black body bag slowly engulfed his fathers body, he looked around the room and saw more identical black sacks. He fainted then and their.. it was too much for a 12 year old to handle.

Nathan was bounced back into the orphanage, no family showed interest in him. He was a bad omen. Nathan family was taken away, he vowed somehow he would stop pain from reaching other children. The books he usually read about science, and the world sat in their shelves. Gathered dust as he studied martial arts, and the law.

----Forward in time-------

Nathaniel became a vigilante, evading the cops to destroy those who brought pain. His methods were not always withing the law but he got the job done. He now wanders the globe destroying those who he deems evil, taking on things others wouldn't touch.

RP Sample: It was a slow night, Nathan thought as he sat on a park bench watching people walk by. He sighed, and lifted a leather bound book from his pocket. It smelled of mold and was cracked all over. The title could not have been read even if you had a microscope. The pages were yellow, and coughed bouts of dust as he turned each page. The ink was wearing out, but Nathan couldn't bring himself to throw it away. It was a present from his dad, “Romeo Romeo, Where for art though Romeo”, his thick accent whispered the words through the stale night air. His eyes scanned the park above the books rim, he opened his cell phone and checked the time. It was only eight-ish, trouble never came out this early.

Not too many people were here after all it was dark out, and who goes to the park in the dark. He slumped down into his seat. There were better things he could be doing. Suddenly he sat p straight, a high pitched yell alerted him to a purse snatcher. Small crime, but each criminal put away would he his cause. Running towards the screams he adjusted his wrist bands, he shoved the book into his side pocket and ran faster. He saw the perp, “Oh Romeo.” He jumped, tackling a thin man to the ground. Thudding on the soft grass the man coughed. Nathan got up, and stood on the mans back. He placed on foot on the mans neck. He sighed again, simple enough. He dialed 911, on the cell phone, and kicked them man in the head, knocking him unconscious.
He dialed in the wards “Purse thief, he's All Yours, love Nate <3” in his phone and left it on the mans back. He tied the criminals arms and legs together. Nathan scooped up the purse and its contents, and placed it with the phone.

When the cops arrived they found a phone, a purse, and a very angry screaming thief.



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Now playing: Arctic Monkeys - Mardy Bum

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