Vash Lokan

[Vash Lokan]

One of these days you'll be

Vash Lokan

Under the covers, you'll be

Full name: Vash Derik Lokan
Nickname: Dinosaur, V
DOB//Age: August 12, 1992 // 18
Gender: Male
Species: Mutant
Alliance: Good

Under the table and you'll realize.

Power name: Super Strength
Type: Physical
Origin: Mutation before birth
Usage Cost: N/A
Weakness: Uncontrollable when angry(which happens a lot)
Description: Vash's mutation allows him to do feats of strength most people would find impossible. For example, when he's angry he may punch a tree, snapping it in half.

Power name: Armor Skin
Type: Physical
Origin: Mutation before birth
Usage Cost: N/A
Weakness: Is the sole reason he hates himself
Description: His skin in cover in super durable scales. They don't go away, and are slowly spreading over his body as he ages.

Power name: Acid Generation
Type: Physical
Origin: Mutation before birth
Usage Cost: N/A
Weakness: Uncontrollable
Description: His fingertips secrete an acid able to burn through human flesh or other organic things, but he can't yet control when it comes out.

Power name: Flight (future ability)
Type: Physical
Origin: Mutation before birth
Usage Cost: Extremely exhausting
Weakness: He has to live with large ugly wings on his back, and it requires a lot of work to use his wings.
Description: Vash has grown a pair of large wings on his back that allow him to fly. They look very similar to a bat's wings, or even dragon wings, if you will.

That all of your days are numbered;

Appearance: Standing at about 6 foot 2 inches, Vash weighs about 210 pounds. His extra weight is do to his mutation. Vash's natural hair color is brown, but he colors it white, because he thinks it looks a lot better. It's usually short and spikey, unless he just woke up. Vash has dark green eyes.

For his clothing selection, Vash usually wears a white button up shirt, black dress pants, and some sort of tie, but he also has tee-shirts, shorts, and a pair of black swimtrunks for other occations. He also always wears a pair of black, cloth gloves, and a white bandage around his right arm.

Of course, the most noticable features of Vash are his physical mutations. At this point in his mutation, Vash has grown scales up with right arm and hand. The scales also cover his right shoulder and a little of his back. As he ages, his mutation spreads. Other factures, such as his anger, can cause the process to speed up to growing three or four inches in just a few seconds.

Personality: For the most part, Vash seems brooding and self centered. He sticks to himself, and doesn't like people interupting his train of thought. To others, Vash is a bit of a prick. He snarls at people who try to get close to him, and he yells at people who persist. He feels like his problems are his own, and others don't need to be part of his world.

Though he asks tough, Vash really just doesn't want to hurt anyone else. He views himself as a crazed freak, who could kill at any moment. Though he has his feelings under control mostly, his split personallity makes it very hard for him to have a normal conversation. His other personality is really his evil side. He thinks of it as his powers trying to take over. That side of him is the side that he needs to get rid of, in his mind.

History: At the young age of five years old, brown haired, green eyed, Derik Cane was pulled off another boy, who now had a broken nose. Derik had punched the other boy in the nose after a small dispute about his family. The teachers on the playground couldn't believe a five year old was able to break another child's nose, but they were too distracted by the blood to think on it. Derik was brought home to his parents, who scolded him roughly, and made sure he knew his actions were bad. In his case, his actions were very bad, for he was the child of a local celebrity, Monica Cane. A small time singer/songwriter. If news that her child was beating kids up at school got around, then her career might be at stake.

His father was a very shy person, where his mother was very loud. She wore the pants in the relationship. His brother, who was three years younger than him, never really liked him. Derik wanted to play with his brother, but every time he would get close, his brother would go into a crying fit.

At the age of six, a small rash appeared on Derik's right hand. It looked like a red blob, and his parents were worried. They went him to the doctor, who took a small sample. He was preplexed. It looked like some sort of hard red calus, but when he examined it more, it didn't seem like one at all. In about a week the rash and spread, and a dark green, almost black substance appeared over it. It started out only about the size of a pencil mark, but slowly spread over a few days to a small group of scales over the back of his hand.

Scared out of their wits, his parents got in contact with the best doctors they could afford. The government heard about the insident, and took a look at the boy. They knew his type, and told his parents they needed to take him away. They complained, but when the scales took over his whole hand and part of arm, they let him go. They were told he had a mutation and that they most likely would never see him again, but that was it.

Many years later, when Derik would have been about 14, his parents got word from the government that he could return home. They weren't told why, just that he might be... "different". When he stepped in the door, his parents were in horror. The scales had spread up his arm to the shoulder. the lived with him for a few month, but couldn't take it. His mother broke down and yelled at him to leave forever and never return. His father, though reluctant, followed what Monica had told him.

Derik was told by his parents that he couldn't stay with them any longer. They had heard about a school for "different people" being built. They got in contact and sent him there. They made him change his name, so he chose the name Vash Derik Lokan, keeping his first name as his middle. In exchange for not revealing who he was to anyone, his parents gave him a credit card so he could by food, transportation, or anything else he needed, thus making it so he didn't need to work.

When he was 16, about a week after his birthday, another of his powers manifested itself, his acid generation. All of a sudden the grass he was laying on started to die around his hands. He looked at them and couldn't believe his eyes. A black think liquid was coming out of his fingers, killing the grass. After that day he has always worn gloves.

A few months later, Vash decided since he 16 now, he should get a vehicle. He thought it over for a while, and eventually settled on getting a motorcycle. Using his parent's money, he paid for his classes to learn, and for the bike himself, though he felt bad, since they cost over $15,000.

Vash waits for the day he can find a cure for his mutation, or the day it takes over completely. He feels like everyday he loses control a little more, but hopes someday he can stop it, and return to his family.

All of them one to one hundred.

Likes: Walking/sitting in the park, being alone, thinking alone, ties, the wind blowing on his body, being outside at night, rain
Dislikes: His powers, talking about his powers, people asking about his powers, people who talk bad about his family
Life's Ambition: To find a way to rid himself of his great burdun. (His mutation)
Crippling Fear: Having to live with his powers forever, or somehow hurting his family with his powers.
Greatest Secret: Vash Lokan isn't his real name
Quirks: Grinds his teeth at night
Hobbies: None really
Profession: None

All of them millions.

Psychological Condition: Would be called insane by any Psychologist
Moral Code: Although he would do anything to get rid of his powers, he doesn't enjoy hurting people.
Social Issues: Super anti-social
Other Issues: Multiple personality disorder
Public Behavior: Silent and brooding
Languages: English
Mode of Transport: Feet mostly, but he does have a Black 2009 Harley Fat Boy
Favorite Sayings: "Where there's a will, there's a way."
Motto: The short end of the stick is life's way of saying "you get to work even harder".

All of them trillions.

Alias: Vash
Age: 17
Contact: PM
Code: SUPERCALIFRAGILISTICESPIALIDOCIOUS

Little six year old Derik had his ear pressed to his door, listening to the conversation going on in the next room.

"He's a freak, and we need to take him away!" a scruffy man's voice said.

"He's my son! You can't take him!" said the voice of his mother.

"We're taking him, and that's final!" said the man.

All of a sudden he heard foot steps, then his door was flung open, sending his to the floor. He was too scared to move, and the man picked him up and carried him the the front door. When the door was closed, Derik started to cry, for he already missed his mother. The trunk the man came in with was a large army Hummer. He was placed in the back between two large army men. They stared forward, not even giving him a glance.

After what felt like forever, they stopped at a large cement bunker that led underground. He was taken to a dark damp room with four or five other kids his age in it. They all sat in the corner, crying. Pretty soon a young looking nurse came in to calm them all down and give them a sedative.

So what are you gonna do with them all?

Application has been made by the fantastic ASH! Steal it or take it without asking or changing my code and I will hunt you down with barbecue sauce and my trusty fork. Song used is Live Like You’re Dying by Lenka.