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Travis Alderon -The Beast

Roleplay: "Time Slayers: Lullabies of Tomorrow"

Player: Maestra de Musica

Public,   Enabled,   Approved,   Owned


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Synopsis
Try me. I uh, dare you.


Description
Age: 25
Hair: Dark caramel
Height: 6 ft
Body: Awkward and lanky with wiry muscle
Gender: Male



Personality
Travis is usually laid back and chill. Sadly his 'buttons' as his mother calls them can be easily pushed. Annoying things that would bother people don't seem to phase him, however there are certain things that can push him over the edge. Doubt is one thing that can send him spiraling into a red hot rage. It bothers him because he is plagued with it day and night and his hotheadedness is caused by his sudden and urgent need to escape it. Fear is another thing that propels him forward because he doesn't know ow to deal with it. To him, showing either of the two traits makes him inferior. So instead of owning up to his emotions like a man, he rushes forward in a bout of reckless action.


Equipment / Abilities
Travis turns into a monster-like figure when he transforms. This is reminiscent of his fear of the bogeyman. When he fights lost, he can emit a powerful aura that stuns them long enough for him to defeat them. This power is boosted by confidence, the less fear he has, the stronger his aura is. Ash he gains more experience with the lost, his ability to stun them grows so powerful that in extreme occasions he can vaporize them. However, ridding himself of rear isn't an easy task.


History
His life was that of a normal college graduate. Then on that fateful day, thanksgiving morning he awoke in his old bedroom hoping to smell turkey, pies and all of his childhood favorites. However he could only sense a metallic tang, unlike any poultry. he exited his room to find his parents on the floor dead, with halos of red around their heads. The lost one's even got his 15 year old toy Yorkie. He slumped to his knees almost unable to take this sight. A sudden wake of nausea propelled him from the grisly scene, or was about to until he laid eyes on his dog's collar golden bone's shining brightly and seeming to slow down the light around it. The little Yorkie's size meant that it was almost perfect to wear around his wrist.



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