Xander Bailey - Weapon - Student Aug 31, 2015 16:52:30 GMT -5
Post by Xander Bailey on Aug 31, 2015 16:52:30 GMT -5
Name: Xander Bailey
Nickname: X, Moth
Class: One Star
A Strong Body
Appearance: Xander is tall and slim, yet fairly toned and muscular. He has spiky dark brown hair which usually hangs over one side of his face, while the rest is pushed backwards. He has pale skin, yet still holds a healthy looking tone to it. His face is narrow and chiselled, with a noticiable jaw line and subtle cheek bones (along with a few freckles on his nose). His dark green eyes are very captivating due to their piercing gaze. He often wears quite dark clothing, tight fitting on the legs yet loose and baggy around the top. His usual outfits tend to be ripped skinny black jeans, black suede boots and a baggy jumper or loosely fitting denim shirt. He is often seen wearing quite a lot of silver jewellery, silver chain necklace, silver rings along with a black leather bracelet. Apart from this, he still wears the regular white T-shirt, though that's usually just him on a good day. Xander does have one tattoo, a black moth on the back of his left shoulder blade, he got it when he joined one of the gangs back in London, each person got a tattoo that apparently, 'resembled their personality' and for Xander, he got a moth because he only ever seemed to come out during the dark.
Fighting Style: Xander will often use the weight and movement of his foes against them. He is quick and nimble and dodges attacks quite easily, pressing himself against their body then using the momentum of attacks to give him the ability of offensive attacks. He may not be the strongest of people, but he is fast and nimble, using his speed and evasiveness to strike where it hurts. He specialises in parkour (a type of street gymnastics), making him very good when it comes to running away or chasing something when there are obstacles in the way. He learnt the basics at a gymnasium his Mother took him to when he was 6, although when money got tight, he had to stop when he was 11. He then learnt the rest by just picking it up on the streets. Xander prefers to kick whilst in fights, jumping high and delivering strong precise blows. He still is capable of dealing some damage with his fists, he just prefers to use his legs.
Personality: Xander is a very easy going relaxed kind of guy. He doesn't go around looking for friends, but he's happy to oblige when someone is in need of one. He can come across as quite shy or anti-social, but Xander really just likes spending some time alone with his own thoughts. Xander is actually quite a fragile person, he is sensitive and kind and takes things to heart very easily, yet he won’t actually show it. If he was going to cry about something, it would be in private where nobody could see him. Xander finds the beauty in everything, he loves art, music, pretty much everything.
Growing up in a rough part of England made him realise that he had to find some hope in order to get through tougher times in life. Xander is always one to be stuck in the background, somebody that nobody really pays attention to. He's used to it though, has been most of his life, he doesn't mind it that much but he still occasionally craves human interaction. If Xander was to make a friend, he would become very protective and would do anything to keep them from harm, on the other hand though, Xander and ‘close friends’ are quite a rare thing, he prefers to keep things distant in a way, nothing to serious but just enough to have some kind of social life.
Xander is quite a relaxed and laid back person, due to this, Xander may be viewed as someone who is lazy, yet he is far from it. He works his ass off every day for as long as he can remember, he just likes to have a rest every once in a while. He’s totally up for chatting with people as long as it’s small talk, big blown conversations will tire the teenager out and he’ll most likely just get a bit bored.
He has quite a sarcastic humour and does like to have a laugh every once in a while, yet once again, people may be offended by his sarcasm. He is far from mean, he doesn’t like to upset people because it makes him feel like a bad person. However, piss him off and you’ll know about it, he will more than likely have a go at you if you’ve done something to offend him (be warned).
Inside the Soul
Weapon form: Meteor Hammer: This weapon is made of interlocking links of finely bounded silver. The vast amounts of links make the chain almost soft to the touch. Attached to each end of the chain are two small metal spheres made of a smoky iron. The chain itself is 3 meters long, while the weights either end are 6 inches long and 8 inches wide.
The Meteor Hammer can be equally offensive and defensive, depending on how well it is wielded. The chain primarily focuses on redirecting attacks back at the attacker by wrapping the chain around a weapon and lashing it outwards. Using a meteor hammer involves swinging it around the body to build up considerable speed, before releasing the meteor to strike at any angle. Since the meteor has two heads, one could be used offensively, while the other could be used to defend, parrying attacks or ensnaring an opponent's weapon to disarm them. When used by a skilled fighter, its speed, accuracy and unpredictability make it a difficult weapon to defend against. While being swung, a meteor may be wrapped around its user's arms, legs, torso, neck or waist, before being unwrapped by a powerful jerk of the body to deliver a devastating and lightning fast blow. A master is fully capable of striking, ensnaring or strangling from a distance.
example of how meteor hammer is used
Partial Form: Xander can turn his right leg into the Meteor Hammer, forming the lower half of his leg into the chain with a weight attached to the end. This can be quite a pain to use when he wasn't originally moving due to the heavy weight at the end. It is better used if Xander morphs his leg into the Meteor Hammer mid-kick, this way he can get more momentum behind it before it is lashed out. Unfortunately, unlike his full form, Xander's partial form is only 2 meters long.
Out of your Mind
Strengths: Agile, High Stamina, Quick Reflexes
Weaknesses: Physically Weak, Psychologically Weak, Low Endurance
Hobbies: Painting, Being active, Music
Likes: Music, art, outdoors, adventure
Dislikes: Crowds, Arrogance, Selflessness, Ignorance
Aspirations: Help make the world a better place.
History: Xander has always lived in London since he was born, never really paying any attention to his abilities, he spent most of his life in a much darker business - drug trafficking. His quick and invisible nature made him a perfect 'delivery man'. Going from house to house and park to park, Xander was always the one delivering the goods here and there. Due to him living with his ill single mother and 9 year old sister, he always felt like he had to be the responsible adult earning a steady supply of cash. Xander first got involved with drugs when he was only 15 years old, a year after his Mum became sick, before his Mum had fallen ill, he lived a realtively normal life of someone who lives in London, hanging out with friends, visiting family etc.
After getting into a few problems, Xander felt it necessary to leave his home in England and join Shibusen. He never really learned how to use his weapon abilities when he was younger, making him one of the oldest one star students to start in the academy. Luckily, there were a few family members back in England to support his Mother and sister, along with a few 'nurses'. His abilities first surfaced when he was 10, after he tripped and fell of a bridge, his leg formed into the Meteor Hammer and saved him from falling to the ground after one end got lodged between the metal barrier. Ever since then, he decided he would keep it a secret until the time was right, that and the fact he was scared of leaving his family behind.
His Father left when his little sister was born (when Xander was only 8), he left behind a box filled with trinkets and photographs. On the back of one of these photos was a number, with a note saying 'Shibusen Academy phone number, I know one of you will need to join - Love Dad'. Xander used this as a way to contact the school, letting them know that he wanted to join the academy. Since that interaction with Shibusen, the academy had apparently got in contact with his Father, who enrolled him and organised some plane tickets for him to fly over there.
His main reason for becoming a student was to gain the power to change rough communities affected by drugs, money etc. He wants to use his powers for good and be the change to help others. Although his Mum is human, his Dad is actually a weapon as well, passing his abilities over to Xander. Xander believes his sister has abilities, however, she has not shown any signs of it yet.
Extra Notes: Sloppy Makeouts
Behind the strings
Other characters: N/A
Face Claim: Haikyuu ! - Tetsurou Kuroo
RP Sample: "Mum? It's OK, just wait a bit longer..." Xander was choking on his words, he rested the back of his hand on his mother's forehead, it was hot. His Mum was getting worse, he needed the money for medicine or she wouldn't get any better. He adjusted the pillow so she was sitting up right, then he turned around and knelt down to look at his sister, "Clarence, keep an eye on Mum OK?" He delicately lifted her chin up, giving her a warm smile.
He left. It was late, pitch black and only a few dim street lights were on. He grabbed his bike and slung his rucksack over his shoulder. He wheeled it down the concrete steps of his house until he was on the street, then he swung his leg over and started to pedal... He had a big delivery, this money was going to seriously help his family... Screw the government, he thought, They do shit all to help!
After a 30 minute bikeride, he had reached his location, an abandoned bus station which was 'home' to one of the leading gangs in London. There were youths everywhere, all looking at him, holding metal pipes in their hands, or propping up a baseball bat against a crumbling brick wall. At the end of the station was a single left over bus, the headquarters if you will. He leaned his bike against the bus and entered the large vehicle. At the end of the bus was a custom made office of sorts, with a table and chairs and various pictures stuck to the glass.
Xander coughed, "Danny? I- I've got it." He threw his bag forwards, letting it skid across the floor to where the leader was sitting. The lad was 19, a year older than Xander, but he had one of those roughed up baby faces. He turned around on his chair and scooped up the bag, "You sure it's all here?"
Xander coughed again, "Promise. Vince said he put a little extra in their as well, as a 'thank you' for what happened the other week with those... Dogs."
Danny nodded with approval, then pouted slightly, "Well done X, you know, I always knew you were good, ever since we were kids, you were always the one hanging out on their own - invisible aren't you?" Danny waved his hand to another man standing beside him. The large brute of a man picked up a small case and handed it to Xander, "Here's your money Xander, use it well."
Xander smiled slightly, clicking open the case to reveal his well earned cash... Only £100?!
"What the fuck Danny? We had a deal! Where is the rest?!"
Danny tutted, "Now, now. You're lucky I'm letting you go unharmed, you see, my boys tell me that you cut a few corners the other week... So, this is what you get, deal with it."
"You're a fucking snake, Danny. I need that money!" exclaimed Xander, raising his voice a little.
Danny's brutish henchman puffed his chest out a little bit, as if to intimidate Xander and shove him away. Xander tried to push past him, but the man shoved him back. Xander then kneed him in the stomach, making him hunch over in pain and fall to the ground.
Danny sighed, "You should have left when I gave you the chance, god damn it!" He pulled out a gun. A shitty looking pistol, but still a ticket to the afterlife. He fired. Xander lifted up the metal case with the money in it, deflecting the bullet back into Danny's leg. He screamed out in pain as the bullet ripped through his muscle and shin bone. Without hesitating, Xander ran over to him, whacking him around the head and knocking him out. He pulled out a draw, there was more money in there, he stuffed it in his pockets and used his bag to store more. It wasn't theft if you rightfully earned it, right?
It seemed the little scuffle attracted the attention of other members in the station, a group of 5 had entered the other side of bus, trapping Xander. Looking up, he noticed an opening, he grabbed hold of one of the chairs and pulled himself out on top of the roof. Everyone was shouting and screaming, yelling at him to 'die' and 'rot in hell'. Xander grabbed hold of the edge and let himself drop down to the ground, he grabbed hold of his bike and pedalled as fast as he could...
He outran them, he was home. Xander was smart enough not to tell anyone where he lived, which meant he was safe. Everyone was sleeping, his sister was laying with their Mum on her bed, wrapped under the thin sheets. Xander couldn't stay here, he couldn't. He poured all the cash out on the table, packed all his belongings in a large bag and grabbed the wooden box his Dad had left him. He pulled out a photograph of his Dad, standing in front of some sort of building. There was a phone number on the back, he grabbed the nearest phone and punched in the digits.
[SFX: Riiing riiing, riiingg riing... click.]
A female voice answered, "Hello, Shibusen Academy, how may I help?"
"M- My name's Xander B- Bailey. I- I want to j- join the academy... Please."
There was a moment of silence, "Bailey was it?"
"Ok hunny, we'll get back to you soon."
That was that. Xander slumped against a wall, rubbing his eyes with the palms of his hands. He never thought he would actually join, was he being selfish? Just leaving his family behind like this?
He broke down into tears.