Justice Faust
Posted Jul 7, 2018 12:29:33 GMT -7
Post by Justice Faust on Jul 7, 2018 12:29:33 GMT -7
Name: Justice Faust
Age: 18
Gender: Male
Group: Tyrants
Homeworld: The Information Age: 2018 CE
Occupation: Unemployed
Face Claim: A Certain Magical Index - Tsuchimikado Motoharu
Appearance: Justice is a tall, thin male, standing at around 6'0, and weighing in at little more than 155lbs or so. His body is lithe, and bones are visible even when wearing loose clothing; accenting his form. His hair is touseled and messy, a brilliant blonde colour, typically sporting a bed-head look, and nothing remotely styled. His eye colour is hard to discern, mostly due to the fact he never removes a familiar pair of frameless sunglasses from his face, no matter the weather or light levels outside. Perfect, and without blemish, his skin is an olive shade, tanned from time in the sun, or something to that effect. Typically, Justice can be seen donning one of two expressions, either a cocky smirk, exemplifying his devil-may-care attitude; or alternatively, a frustrated frown, demonstrating his lack of any kind of poker face, or even an in between for his moods.
Justice typically features a single, almost trademark outfit, being a Hawaiian style shirt, in the colour green, featuring white floral patterning on the exterior. This look, however, wouldn't be complete if it were buttoned correctly. No, rather than taking the typical approach, he fastens just a single button, around a third of the way down from the top, revealing a surprisingly lean chest and abdomen, complete with defined abs, in the right light. Justice normally finishes off the look with a pair of shorts in varying colours, regardless of the decorum, or necessity for formality, and a pair of boat shoes, or espadrilles on his feet. Naturally, he never goes without his sunglasses, and is typically sporting at least one, if not several long necklaces.
Talents: Surprisingly enough, the things that Justice is actually good at, seem to be rather tame. He's an excellent cook, and able to turn a few humble ingredients into something of value, and furthermore, he's a fairly talented artist and singer. Nothing about his hobbies or talents scream 'ne'er-do-well' whatsoever; with his art leaning towards traditional and cubism, and his vocal skills lending to a falsetto and operatic style.
Personality: Justice's personality can be adequately described in a single term. Hair Trigger. While he's remarkably calm, and even easygoing for the majority of the time, it takes very little to set him off, and drive him at the very least, into a fit of frustration, if not full blown anger, regardless of the grandeur or scale of the offence. When relaxed, Justice is easy to talk to, easy to interact with, and even pleasant; but when in one of his 'meltdowns', he is anything but, requiring a full-scale calm down before it's possible to communicate with him properly, or even for him to be remotely functional.
History: Justice was born to loving parents, Joseph and Emily Faust, and was raised fairly typically, in that of a nuclear-style family. His family were upper-middle class, and he was pampered from a young age, bringing with it private tutors in everything he could possibly need, typical school subjects and sports, leading to him being decently above average in most things he put his mind to. He was an only child, his parents dead-set on only having a single offspring, and as such, raised as an heir of sorts, and a perfect little canvas for his parents to paint whatever it was they wanted upon him.
This, however, was seen to fail when he reached his mid-adolescence, and began to rebel as was typical of middle-class children of Baby Boomers. He began to smoke cigarettes from the age of fifteen, and was committing petty crime regularly by sixteen. When eventually confronted by his parents, he complained that the problem was merely 'stress', and that said stress was making him sick; leading to an eventual hospital visit. Diagnosed with the same illness that had already struck the globe; Justice's destiny was manifest. His powers were revealed in less than ideal circumstances, and from there, he journeyed on, straying away from the powerless from this point on, for their safety, and his own - eventually cementing himself as a Tyrant.
Magic Overview: Visually, Justice's powers are fairly easy to discern. At will, Justice can detonate himself, though strangely enough, the detonation doesn't seem to stop, continuing in multiple smaller clusters across his body, taking the form of a walking, conscious body of explosive mass, constantly in motion and detonating. The force generated by these explosions in his form seems to vary, to the point where individuals appear able to get close to him at times, whereas at others, the sheer concussive force alone is enough to level brickwork.
Tools: None.
Age: 18
Gender: Male
Group: Tyrants
Homeworld: The Information Age: 2018 CE
Occupation: Unemployed
Face Claim: A Certain Magical Index - Tsuchimikado Motoharu
Appearance: Justice is a tall, thin male, standing at around 6'0, and weighing in at little more than 155lbs or so. His body is lithe, and bones are visible even when wearing loose clothing; accenting his form. His hair is touseled and messy, a brilliant blonde colour, typically sporting a bed-head look, and nothing remotely styled. His eye colour is hard to discern, mostly due to the fact he never removes a familiar pair of frameless sunglasses from his face, no matter the weather or light levels outside. Perfect, and without blemish, his skin is an olive shade, tanned from time in the sun, or something to that effect. Typically, Justice can be seen donning one of two expressions, either a cocky smirk, exemplifying his devil-may-care attitude; or alternatively, a frustrated frown, demonstrating his lack of any kind of poker face, or even an in between for his moods.
Justice typically features a single, almost trademark outfit, being a Hawaiian style shirt, in the colour green, featuring white floral patterning on the exterior. This look, however, wouldn't be complete if it were buttoned correctly. No, rather than taking the typical approach, he fastens just a single button, around a third of the way down from the top, revealing a surprisingly lean chest and abdomen, complete with defined abs, in the right light. Justice normally finishes off the look with a pair of shorts in varying colours, regardless of the decorum, or necessity for formality, and a pair of boat shoes, or espadrilles on his feet. Naturally, he never goes without his sunglasses, and is typically sporting at least one, if not several long necklaces.
Talents: Surprisingly enough, the things that Justice is actually good at, seem to be rather tame. He's an excellent cook, and able to turn a few humble ingredients into something of value, and furthermore, he's a fairly talented artist and singer. Nothing about his hobbies or talents scream 'ne'er-do-well' whatsoever; with his art leaning towards traditional and cubism, and his vocal skills lending to a falsetto and operatic style.
Personality: Justice's personality can be adequately described in a single term. Hair Trigger. While he's remarkably calm, and even easygoing for the majority of the time, it takes very little to set him off, and drive him at the very least, into a fit of frustration, if not full blown anger, regardless of the grandeur or scale of the offence. When relaxed, Justice is easy to talk to, easy to interact with, and even pleasant; but when in one of his 'meltdowns', he is anything but, requiring a full-scale calm down before it's possible to communicate with him properly, or even for him to be remotely functional.
History: Justice was born to loving parents, Joseph and Emily Faust, and was raised fairly typically, in that of a nuclear-style family. His family were upper-middle class, and he was pampered from a young age, bringing with it private tutors in everything he could possibly need, typical school subjects and sports, leading to him being decently above average in most things he put his mind to. He was an only child, his parents dead-set on only having a single offspring, and as such, raised as an heir of sorts, and a perfect little canvas for his parents to paint whatever it was they wanted upon him.
This, however, was seen to fail when he reached his mid-adolescence, and began to rebel as was typical of middle-class children of Baby Boomers. He began to smoke cigarettes from the age of fifteen, and was committing petty crime regularly by sixteen. When eventually confronted by his parents, he complained that the problem was merely 'stress', and that said stress was making him sick; leading to an eventual hospital visit. Diagnosed with the same illness that had already struck the globe; Justice's destiny was manifest. His powers were revealed in less than ideal circumstances, and from there, he journeyed on, straying away from the powerless from this point on, for their safety, and his own - eventually cementing himself as a Tyrant.
Magic Overview: Visually, Justice's powers are fairly easy to discern. At will, Justice can detonate himself, though strangely enough, the detonation doesn't seem to stop, continuing in multiple smaller clusters across his body, taking the form of a walking, conscious body of explosive mass, constantly in motion and detonating. The force generated by these explosions in his form seems to vary, to the point where individuals appear able to get close to him at times, whereas at others, the sheer concussive force alone is enough to level brickwork.
Tools: None.