Post by novo on Feb 15, 2010 3:11:35 GMT -5
&& . basics //
&& . mutants only //
full name;; Lucas Erick Blackwood
nickname;; N/A
gender;; Male
age;; 21
birthday;; June 20th
birthplace;; Addison, Illinois
sexual orientation;; Straight
phobias;;
· Waking up one day and realising he's okay with wearing sandals over socks.
· Vegetarians. There's something fishy about them.
· Romantic comedies.
limitations;;
· Can't do the Star Trek vulcan greeting to save his life.
appearance;;
The first thing you'll notice about Lucas is his height. The young New Yorker stands at some six foot two inches from tip 'til toe, bringing him half a head above most of the other youngsters at the Institute. During his earlier years he was often noted as being scrawny, though it took a solid two years of mockery as a pre-medical undergratuate to finally push him into picking up the barbells. Nowadays, after some half-hearted attempts at working out, he's still more lean than bulky. He does a few pushups every now and again in the interest of gaining favor with the womenfolk, but compared to some of his more trigger-happy contemporaries he's still got a ways to go.
And he can actually be pretty handsome, if you look at him in the right light. Maybe a bit too boyish-looking still to be a smashing success, but there's time still for that to change. His face shares his body's predisposition toward slim, economic shapes, and his smooth brow meets the bridge of his nose in a straight, unbroken line. His hazel eyes are hooded by eyebrows which slump downward at the outer edges, and together with his smallish mouth this lends a pensieve, thoughtful quality to his appearance. He's an underachiever as far as facial hair is concerned, and any attempts to grow a beard or even a decent mustasche have given him nothing but grief and a diminished sense of self-worth.
His dress habits are worth mentioning. Lucas is a compulsive clothes shopper, and it pains him thoroughly to have to slip on a T-shirt and some jeans if he doesn't absolutely have to - PJ's and the occasional jogging sweater being the only exceptions. Most commonly he gets about in a shirt, waistcoat and a pair of pressed dress pants.
personality;;
For the most part Lucas is a fairly amicable kind of guy. Like most everyone else he's in it to have a good time, and though he can get up in arms about the weirdest things he's for the most part a pretty laid-back dude. He has his pet peeves like everyone else, but unless you happen to touch on a particularily sore spot he's easy to get along with. He is a bit excitable though, so you might have to be prepared to tag along on a few poorly conceived ventures of fancy.
His most defined trait is his strong sense of compassion. Lucas hates seeing people come to harm, and he has often speculated upon if this empathy could be the reason for his peculiar mutation. Even before his evolution he would often go out of his way to help people if he thought they'd been wronged in some way, and even when that isn't the case he's often happy enough to lend a hand. With the emergence of his powers Lucas has learned to temper these instincts somewhat - a change pushed on him by necessity, as a certain secrecy and anonymity is almost necessary to exist in normal society.
As far as his mutation is concerned, Lucas is conflicted. Even the most stubborn of pessimists couldn't deny that a gift such as his is a rare boon, but the weight of responsibility is slowly but surely beginning to wear the young man down. Secretly he wishes he could do more to help, but he knows that if he made a spectacle of himself he would soon have people showing up at his doorstep with pleas for him to treat themselves, their kids and their relatives, not to mention any more dire consequences which might be associated with 'going public'. It's tough to walk that tightrope, and more than once Lucas has secretly wished that he could just go back to being a normal person.
history;;
Lucas, for all his later eccentricities, was born into a singularily normal home in Addison, a small town some ways outside of Chicago. He lived in a middle class family - his mother was an accountant and his father a teacher at the local high school - and was the older brother of two. In his early years he did what young kids do for the most part; stay up too late, pretend to study elementary grade math and cause his parents no end of worry by playing around the old power plant. ("You never know when you'll slip and hit your head, dearie. That place isn't safe.")
Sometime during middle school Lucas' attending physician first became aware that something was profoundly strange about the young man's cell structure, and although it raised a few flags he was eventually discharged since the oddities had no apparent harmful effects. It wasn't until in his high school years that Lucas began to realise what it was he wanted to do with his life. After a chat with his study councellor he began to take preparatory classes for medical school, and the last two years of high school saw a sharp rise in his grades, earning him an academic scholarship to the New York Medical School. His parents were proud that he was making something of himself, and Lucas himself was happy to have found a goal worth pursuing.
He did well there. For the first time in his life he was surrounded by people who wanted to do the same thing as him with their lives, and healthy competition proved benefial for Lucas' progress. As a surgeon-to-be he was no doubt quite impressive; he seemed to have a knack for knowing what was wrong with a patient even before his fully trained tutors did; though he could not always put the proper name to their ailment. It would take some years still before he would realise what the reason behind his strange prodigy was, but even at this point he began to suspect something more than sheer natural ability. Not boastful by nature, Lucas could not bring himself to believe that sheer instinct was the source of his proficiency.
It was during a routine visit to a hospital that Lucas's powers awakened in full. 20 at the time, the young medical student was unfortunate enough to arrive just minutes before a large pile-up of cars on a nearby autolane. Several wounded, many seriously, were brought into the short-staffed hospital, and much to his surprise Lucas was abruptly volunteered into acting as emergency personel, dragging gurneys and prepping critical patients for surgery. Most of them were just everyday people coming home from work, but there was one in particular that caught Lucas' eye as he pulled her through the hospital corridors.
Eva Christensen was a fellow student of his, one year younger than Lucas at the time of her enrollment. It would be a lie to say that they were close, but even though she was just another face in class, seeing her bloodied, broken body laid out on that gurney proved enough of a shock to awaken Lucas' slumbering mutation. Later he would describe the sensation as predestination; a clear, eerie knowledge of what he needed to do and how he would go about it. Instincts he didn't know he had guided his hand, and within the space of a few minutes an intensive care patient thought lost to medical science was pulled back from the brink of death.
Lucas spent the rest of the evening in deep shock. Awareness of mutants was commonplace, but accepting that you have become something other than wholly human isn't alltogether an easy thing to do. Lucas withdrew from medical school, pleding personal reasons to avoid uncomfortable questions. For months people at the hospital talked about what had happened that day, and it took less than two weeks before a small group of strange but kind people - agents of the Xavier Institude, he would come to know - showed up at his doorstep and explained, in great detail, the nature of his gift.
He enrolled - what else could he do? - and as of today Lucas has spent some six months at the institute, learning about the ethics and application of his unusual powers.
&& . mutants only //
codename;; Novo
power(s);;
Proto-Cellular Transference; Like most any mutant now alive, the source of Lucas' power resides inside his irreversibly altered genome. However, unlike most, his cells are also the manifestation of his power, and feature prominently in the application thereof. At the moment of Lucas' pseudo-evolution many of his cells reverted back into an almost stem cell-like state, developing near miraculous properties of regeneration and growth. It is these cells, and their unique traits, that lay the foundation for Lucas' powers.
Perhaps their most astonishing ability is their high degree of adaptibility. These super cells (or "worker bees", as Lucas dubs them) are capable of multiplying, copying existing genes, repairing damaged tissue and exponentially speeding muscular and skeletal regrowth. On its own this gives Lucas a highly impressive rate of physical regeneration, but perhaps more relevant is his ability to transfer these cells to another by means of simple touch. The process is made easier by direct physical contact with the wound in question, and the cells are generally transferred via sweat glands and other miniscule punctures in skin. In summary, Lucas possesses a powerful gift of healing.
affiliation;; X-Men
