Post by Vance Vasilij on Feb 28, 2009 3:57:50 GMT -5
~:Basic Character Information:~
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Name:
Vance Vasilij
Alias:
Lightning Tiger
Age:
22
Sex:
Male
Orientation:
Heterosexual
Personality:
Vance is a some what sadistic person to a few minor degrees of himself within his likings of shooting people with a bolt gun to a degree where he will want to just flat out kill someone. However throughout his entire sadistic being he is somewhat a carefree and happy guy who will taunt and prod at someone’s inner being and their pride. He on the other hand does not become upset with mere insults he puts on the face of being depressed. Overall though he may not be a mentally correct man he is more or less happy and carefree in most if not all aspects of his being and life.
Height:
5'11"
Weight:
150lb.
Physical Description:
Vance is a scrappy looking feller with short black hair that lays atop his hair either in spikes or in a disheveled mess. He has green eyes that seem to look around lifelessly for the most part however when excited they will seem as if turned to a haze of yellow in the back of them that will slowly glow brighter as his excitement would arise more. His nose is a bit crooked to the right some what from a past injury that he had fixed himself. He has a usual pair of lips not big or small, but they do curl into a menacing grin that seems to make most uneasy around him. He has stubble that he will shave every couple of days so not to grow out the scrappy scruff on his face that would turn to a beard. His body has a few scars across the chest abdomen and the back, as well as the back of his left knee and his right inside elbow.
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~:Powers/Tools:~
Powers & Abilities:
Exo-electrical pulse-
Vance has the ability to put out mass amounts of electricity through his hands. He is able to run those waves across his body as a defense, or he can allow it to go through the air towards any item that can act as a ground for him. The charges are that of a high enough caliber to jumpstart a car if it is direct contact, if there is even a slight amount of a gap there it would turn to be just that of a tazer. His bodily defense of running the electricity through his hands across his body would be only but like tazing the person less they had touched the source which would be his fingers and palms. He is also able to focus on bullets as a ground in order to throw them off their trajectory and keep them from hitting him or if he wishes someone else.
However he is able to emit larger charges of energy than just his minor paralyzing jolts, but he knows that any higher and it will be a border to death for the other and would most likely not inflict pain and leave them with consciousness and a sense of helplessness. His max charge is something that was compared to touching a power line.
Weakness:
Comes out of the hands meaning that flat on punches would be like a tazing unless it was open hand strikes, and that the current that comes from him across his body can be countered if you are able to cut off the source.
Ie. Grab the wrists and proceed to kick Vance or attack him in any other manner.
Someone can withstand this power easily if they plan ahead and wear like a rubber suit.
State of Control/Rules:
Very good, but he was told through a surgery that he had declined that he would be able to amplify it enough to be able to call down lightning through a pathing of his own powers through the sky and down to his ground.
Reason You Choose Your Power:
Should be a fun power is all
Weapons:
Compressed Air Bolt Gun
Equipment:
Jumper Cables
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~:History:~
Place of Birth:
Compton, California
Relatives:
[Father]Boris Vasilij- 62
[Mother]Tess Vasilij- 53
History:
Vance was born to a impoverish home in las angeles California his family imported by the Armenian mafia to the USA. They had been there for five years without being noticed, and then came the child's birth it was something unplanned but they had not the resolve to get an abortion, and not the money to support their small family let alone with a baby. But mother and father Vasilij had tried to raise the son who was now in their world father having to pick up an extra job just to make rent and get small bits of food to the table.
The boy was able to realize what type of life he was born into at the age of six when he entered school. Other kids wore new clothes that fit them had backpacks and many other luxuries, and Vance he had naught but the clothes upon his back. Why? He has always asked himself mentally, why had he been born to such a life while other kids had so much and he so little, and why would they avoid him just because of his appearance. Sure Vance had dirt upon his face and clothes, but he was still always open to being friendly, and each time he had opened to another extending his hand in friendship he was always pushed away always spat on socially by the others. Even the teachers seemed to avoid him with each passing grade, and with each passing grade he began to understand more and more of it all especially how the human works mentally. He was of course the lowest on the social latter and the others being higher much like a food chain would pick fun at him, and try to push him around. Vance was an average sized kid, but he was used to a angry father at home, but it was within a somewhat good reason for the anger of having to work so hard, but his aggression towards little Vance was unwarranted, and he had plans to handle that within the confines of his mind. It was madness a kid of only eleven having such grim thoughts of getting rid of dear old dad, but he had people who he must eliminate first before that.
It was recess fifth grad Vance as stated earlier was eleven a dirty looking and poor kid abused by a father physically and socially abused by his peers and teachers. With no friends or allies he played on the monkey bars alone, but it would not be as such for to long. A rather normal kid with his four friends approached Vance and stated smugly "Hey kid off the bars you'll make them as dirty and worthless as you.".
Vance sighed and shook his head smiling "How about you come up here and play on them with me.".
The other child glared at him "Get off before I make you..." He had said as his small hands balled into fists and his friends stepped up at his side.
Vance dropped from the bars and stood there grinning he had not known how to fight, but in his mind he had the feelings of what was needed to be done. He simply shook his head as his own hands made fists, and found themselves thrown at the kids face. It connected the small knuckles pressing to flesh causing the kid to let out a scream and tears, but his friends stepped in and began to pound on Vance with fists of their own. Vance was soon on the ground no tears just a look of pain as he bit his lip and glared, but then the one kid walked up wiping his tears away "Now walk away." He said smugly.
Vance got up and shook his head, but he also wondered where the teacher who was supposed to be watching them was at "Not a chance." he said as he wiped blood from his mouth and his left eye slit itself shut as it began to swell.
The other kid growled, as they all began to hit Vance once more, but now they did not stop when he hit the ground, and they began to stomp him harshly. Vance stopped moving, and breathing he was there lifeless beaten bruised and bloodied in the dirt of the school's playground.
It was only now that a teacher came, and then called over on a walky talky that they would need an ambulance. Soon they had the child on a gurney in the back of an ambulance driving for the hospital, and they where doing all they could to ressesitate him. It had came down to them using the defibrillator 'one.. two.. three..' "CLEAR!" one large jolting shock entered Vance's chest, and nothing at first as his body jutted up, but the machines around him began to flicker on and off and the truck seemed to shut off and the sirens and lights on and off, over and over again. Suddenly a blinding flash of electrical energy dispersed from Vance's fingertips leaving hairs standing on end with a static charge, and his breathing was back. His hands however where burnt lightly from the outbound charge of energies everyone in the truck where baffled by this odd occurrence that had happened, but they where more so relieved that the child was alive.
Vance came out of the scuffle with the other kids with a broken left wrist and four of his right upper ribs broken as well as a broken nose, but he had also came out with the first experience of powers. Of course Vance would not know that his powers where awakened that day, but about two years time they would begin to show to him, but it is not to say that he had not gone through those two years without subtle hints from his surroundings. He had experienced things like large amounts of static upon his clothes as well as lights would occasionally flicker with his passing, and sometimes the houses refrigerator would short out when he touched it.
It was year three and his powers have built up into a large mass from not being completely expelled, but Vance does not know of this, but there is a group within the high school that he is now attending as a freshman that would appear to know of him off the bat. They where comprised of five gifted people, but they went by the name the four gods since their fifth was not someone whom they had considered an equal. She was much like Vance in the way that they had treated her, and she was with the power of being able to sense others with powers as well as know what their power was, and the other four where elemental users one with fire, another water, the third earth, and the last wind. The fifth the one who was able to sense power users had pointed out Vance to them as a lightning user which would have been the last piece to their elemental plateau to become the five god hands.
The leader a fire user who had gone by the code name 'fire dragon' came to confront Vance personally about joining them, also accompanying dragon was 'water tortoise', 'earth buffalo', and 'air hawk' they had each introduced themselves as such before dragon extended a hand to the confused Vance. Vance looked at the hand not having anyone approach him in such a manner and took the had as his eyes locked with dragon's "And why would you come to me like this where others wouldn't? I am just a poor useless child as the others would say." He said in a somewhat flat tone, but Dragon laughed shaking his head.
Dragon's grip tightened and Vance began to feel an immense heat on his hand "You are to be a god with us, for only gods have the ability of the elements, and you as lightning would be our last piece." He said in a smooth tone, and Vance pulled away, or tried at least as the heat began to build more.
Vance grinded his teeth "Ahn.. what do you mean I am just a normal guy... what are you doing to my hand!" He yelled as he reached across fiercely gripping dragon's wrist with his own free left hand and his powers resurfaced within the large charge that built up.
A blinding light again and a thick static in the air once more, Dragon looked confused somewhat, as he laughed "So you mean that you did not know you where a god?.." he said pausing a bit as he let go and shook his arm freeing itself from the rock that seemed to materialize up from the earth in an instant "Thank you for that buffalo you saved my hide." He said as Buffalo simply nodded.
Vance's eyes narrowed "I see... but who says I will join you just because of this.." he said glaring somewhat as his mind seemed to understand somewhat what his powers where able to do.
Static seemed to jump from his fingertips as the four circled him Dragon still facing him "Well maybe we will force you....' he said grinning as Vance then lunged as him trying to grab him, but he then felt as a gust of wind blew him off course and into a wall of water that then ran the current of electricity across his body shocking him. Vance gritted his teeth and ripped away from the water and faced Dragon once more before letting out a roar, as he felt another charge come to his right hand before his open hand found itself clasped within the left hand of Dragon "Let me show you what acknowledgment of your powers may come to!" He roared, as Vance tried to shock the man, but soon felt a large wave of heat overpower it and the go to the air he was breathing. The large pocket of heat he inhaled seemed to cause him to pass out.
When Vance came to he was in a hammock in what was an old abandoned warehouse, his eyes slowly gazed around until they saw the one called Buffalo who simply nodded. Vance sighed as he sat up still feeling heat within his chest, but Buffalo rushed towards him shaking his head as he pushed him back down "Please try to rest.. don't hurt yourself anymore." he said the large man seeming to be a gentle and caring one as well. Vance sighed and nodded as he crossed his arms and looked up at the ceiling.
Almost an hour later Dragon came in and slowly came to Vance's side and laughed lightly "So Tiger you are awake.. or should I call you Lightning Tiger?" he said with a smug grin.
Vance rolled his eyes and groaned "I will not join you but I will hang out with you all to try and get a hold of these powers of mine... and I guess I can handle the name lightning tiger.. sounds fierce." He said grinning.
Vance was just starting high school then and was fourteen, a Freshman but one that by a social manner of his group of friends was untouchable for no one had ever tried to mess with the four.. no five gods. However Vance as the new guy was still pushed around by the other four, and treated even more harshly during group trainings. They would push him to do hand to hand and exorcise as well with his power trainings.
He went along through his freshman year like that not knowing the meaning of the group which was to neutralize those with what they saw as impure mocking of a god which where those without elemental powers and their unveiling was all thanks to the timid girl named yuki.
Vance however was soon thrusted into the groups true meaning and purpose upon the winter break of his freshman year where a large massing of those who where deemed as a mockery by the other four had decided they would try and dismantle the five. Vance found himself going for his morning runs like always, but found that on his way to the warehouse a group of six had stepped into his pathings, and Vance was one to try and run around them, but he found himself grabbed onto harshly by a rather small looking guy who had a strong grip "Guys we where lucky seems we got the fresh noob of this group!" he yelled out happily with a thick spanish accent. Vance glared as he felt the grip tighten on his throat, and a large charge surged from his hands and up to his neck shocking the man as if he was a taser. The man's body stiffened and stumbled back, Vance lightly rubbed his nack staring at the other men, as they then rushed at him, but Vance just smiled "Oh Oh! the noob will tear you up!" He yelled out happily, as he began to duck each limb that came at him as well as what had appeared to be quills, and acidic vomit that smelt like bile. However all of their attempts where in vain the bile only catching to the fringes of his clothes and hair singing and burning them, and the quills only piercing his left arm blocking. Vance had not witnessed the others powers since he was too quick of dispatching them with a series of grabs and shocking them harshly enough to make them pass out.
Vance later was informed of why that had happened and was officially welcomed to the group and of which was his first time feeling happy and as if he fit in, but he put on the same front as before as he laughed and said he was only there to hang out and learn more of his powers.
Vance was then separated from them though after that year since they had graduated leaving Vance alone somewhat once more, but they frequently dropped in on him and made sure he was okay.
Vance dropped out of school at the age of seventeen and also left his home becoming a wandering vagrant who had become a petty thief to go on through life, but soon learned of a job within a huge corporation though it was not as an employee of payroll but more so as a bounty hunter, and all this from Yuki who was also apart of it since their job was to hunt down mutants Vance could not disagree it was nostalgic to his two short years with Dragon, Tortoise, Buffalo, and Hawk.
Vance then began to make a large sum of money as well as other offerings of jobs for them as a guard which he turned down but still went to the prison as a guard for free sine he had found it fun. He would also learn from the research team of the corporation that he was able to use more power, and be more efficient with some tools, and was explained how it would work, but he declined as he would call respectfully, but was truly just him shocking them and walking out. Instead Vance had picked up a bolt gun powered by compressed air, and began to use it at the age of nineteen. The large bolt usually if hitting a leg properly would immobilize someone and also serve as a ground if they where still able to move to properly target and use his powers on them.
Vance now twenty-two known as 'Lightning Tiger' by the corporation and seventy-five of the inmates at Alcatraz since he had hauled them each in. He had a lot of extra cash, but still dresses as he had before though now clean looking without being covered in dirt though he is still scruffy.
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Name:
Vance Vasilij
Alias:
Lightning Tiger
Age:
22
Sex:
Male
Orientation:
Heterosexual
Personality:
Vance is a some what sadistic person to a few minor degrees of himself within his likings of shooting people with a bolt gun to a degree where he will want to just flat out kill someone. However throughout his entire sadistic being he is somewhat a carefree and happy guy who will taunt and prod at someone’s inner being and their pride. He on the other hand does not become upset with mere insults he puts on the face of being depressed. Overall though he may not be a mentally correct man he is more or less happy and carefree in most if not all aspects of his being and life.
Height:
5'11"
Weight:
150lb.
Physical Description:
Vance is a scrappy looking feller with short black hair that lays atop his hair either in spikes or in a disheveled mess. He has green eyes that seem to look around lifelessly for the most part however when excited they will seem as if turned to a haze of yellow in the back of them that will slowly glow brighter as his excitement would arise more. His nose is a bit crooked to the right some what from a past injury that he had fixed himself. He has a usual pair of lips not big or small, but they do curl into a menacing grin that seems to make most uneasy around him. He has stubble that he will shave every couple of days so not to grow out the scrappy scruff on his face that would turn to a beard. His body has a few scars across the chest abdomen and the back, as well as the back of his left knee and his right inside elbow.
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~:Allegiance:~
Faction:
Highest Bidder
Position:
Mercenary/Bounty Hunter
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Faction:
Highest Bidder
Position:
Mercenary/Bounty Hunter
=================
~:Powers/Tools:~
Powers & Abilities:
Exo-electrical pulse-
Vance has the ability to put out mass amounts of electricity through his hands. He is able to run those waves across his body as a defense, or he can allow it to go through the air towards any item that can act as a ground for him. The charges are that of a high enough caliber to jumpstart a car if it is direct contact, if there is even a slight amount of a gap there it would turn to be just that of a tazer. His bodily defense of running the electricity through his hands across his body would be only but like tazing the person less they had touched the source which would be his fingers and palms. He is also able to focus on bullets as a ground in order to throw them off their trajectory and keep them from hitting him or if he wishes someone else.
However he is able to emit larger charges of energy than just his minor paralyzing jolts, but he knows that any higher and it will be a border to death for the other and would most likely not inflict pain and leave them with consciousness and a sense of helplessness. His max charge is something that was compared to touching a power line.
Weakness:
Comes out of the hands meaning that flat on punches would be like a tazing unless it was open hand strikes, and that the current that comes from him across his body can be countered if you are able to cut off the source.
Ie. Grab the wrists and proceed to kick Vance or attack him in any other manner.
Someone can withstand this power easily if they plan ahead and wear like a rubber suit.
State of Control/Rules:
Very good, but he was told through a surgery that he had declined that he would be able to amplify it enough to be able to call down lightning through a pathing of his own powers through the sky and down to his ground.
Reason You Choose Your Power:
Should be a fun power is all
Weapons:
Compressed Air Bolt Gun
Equipment:
Jumper Cables
=================
~:History:~
Place of Birth:
Compton, California
Relatives:
[Father]Boris Vasilij- 62
[Mother]Tess Vasilij- 53
History:
Vance was born to a impoverish home in las angeles California his family imported by the Armenian mafia to the USA. They had been there for five years without being noticed, and then came the child's birth it was something unplanned but they had not the resolve to get an abortion, and not the money to support their small family let alone with a baby. But mother and father Vasilij had tried to raise the son who was now in their world father having to pick up an extra job just to make rent and get small bits of food to the table.
The boy was able to realize what type of life he was born into at the age of six when he entered school. Other kids wore new clothes that fit them had backpacks and many other luxuries, and Vance he had naught but the clothes upon his back. Why? He has always asked himself mentally, why had he been born to such a life while other kids had so much and he so little, and why would they avoid him just because of his appearance. Sure Vance had dirt upon his face and clothes, but he was still always open to being friendly, and each time he had opened to another extending his hand in friendship he was always pushed away always spat on socially by the others. Even the teachers seemed to avoid him with each passing grade, and with each passing grade he began to understand more and more of it all especially how the human works mentally. He was of course the lowest on the social latter and the others being higher much like a food chain would pick fun at him, and try to push him around. Vance was an average sized kid, but he was used to a angry father at home, but it was within a somewhat good reason for the anger of having to work so hard, but his aggression towards little Vance was unwarranted, and he had plans to handle that within the confines of his mind. It was madness a kid of only eleven having such grim thoughts of getting rid of dear old dad, but he had people who he must eliminate first before that.
It was recess fifth grad Vance as stated earlier was eleven a dirty looking and poor kid abused by a father physically and socially abused by his peers and teachers. With no friends or allies he played on the monkey bars alone, but it would not be as such for to long. A rather normal kid with his four friends approached Vance and stated smugly "Hey kid off the bars you'll make them as dirty and worthless as you.".
Vance sighed and shook his head smiling "How about you come up here and play on them with me.".
The other child glared at him "Get off before I make you..." He had said as his small hands balled into fists and his friends stepped up at his side.
Vance dropped from the bars and stood there grinning he had not known how to fight, but in his mind he had the feelings of what was needed to be done. He simply shook his head as his own hands made fists, and found themselves thrown at the kids face. It connected the small knuckles pressing to flesh causing the kid to let out a scream and tears, but his friends stepped in and began to pound on Vance with fists of their own. Vance was soon on the ground no tears just a look of pain as he bit his lip and glared, but then the one kid walked up wiping his tears away "Now walk away." He said smugly.
Vance got up and shook his head, but he also wondered where the teacher who was supposed to be watching them was at "Not a chance." he said as he wiped blood from his mouth and his left eye slit itself shut as it began to swell.
The other kid growled, as they all began to hit Vance once more, but now they did not stop when he hit the ground, and they began to stomp him harshly. Vance stopped moving, and breathing he was there lifeless beaten bruised and bloodied in the dirt of the school's playground.
It was only now that a teacher came, and then called over on a walky talky that they would need an ambulance. Soon they had the child on a gurney in the back of an ambulance driving for the hospital, and they where doing all they could to ressesitate him. It had came down to them using the defibrillator 'one.. two.. three..' "CLEAR!" one large jolting shock entered Vance's chest, and nothing at first as his body jutted up, but the machines around him began to flicker on and off and the truck seemed to shut off and the sirens and lights on and off, over and over again. Suddenly a blinding flash of electrical energy dispersed from Vance's fingertips leaving hairs standing on end with a static charge, and his breathing was back. His hands however where burnt lightly from the outbound charge of energies everyone in the truck where baffled by this odd occurrence that had happened, but they where more so relieved that the child was alive.
Vance came out of the scuffle with the other kids with a broken left wrist and four of his right upper ribs broken as well as a broken nose, but he had also came out with the first experience of powers. Of course Vance would not know that his powers where awakened that day, but about two years time they would begin to show to him, but it is not to say that he had not gone through those two years without subtle hints from his surroundings. He had experienced things like large amounts of static upon his clothes as well as lights would occasionally flicker with his passing, and sometimes the houses refrigerator would short out when he touched it.
It was year three and his powers have built up into a large mass from not being completely expelled, but Vance does not know of this, but there is a group within the high school that he is now attending as a freshman that would appear to know of him off the bat. They where comprised of five gifted people, but they went by the name the four gods since their fifth was not someone whom they had considered an equal. She was much like Vance in the way that they had treated her, and she was with the power of being able to sense others with powers as well as know what their power was, and the other four where elemental users one with fire, another water, the third earth, and the last wind. The fifth the one who was able to sense power users had pointed out Vance to them as a lightning user which would have been the last piece to their elemental plateau to become the five god hands.
The leader a fire user who had gone by the code name 'fire dragon' came to confront Vance personally about joining them, also accompanying dragon was 'water tortoise', 'earth buffalo', and 'air hawk' they had each introduced themselves as such before dragon extended a hand to the confused Vance. Vance looked at the hand not having anyone approach him in such a manner and took the had as his eyes locked with dragon's "And why would you come to me like this where others wouldn't? I am just a poor useless child as the others would say." He said in a somewhat flat tone, but Dragon laughed shaking his head.
Dragon's grip tightened and Vance began to feel an immense heat on his hand "You are to be a god with us, for only gods have the ability of the elements, and you as lightning would be our last piece." He said in a smooth tone, and Vance pulled away, or tried at least as the heat began to build more.
Vance grinded his teeth "Ahn.. what do you mean I am just a normal guy... what are you doing to my hand!" He yelled as he reached across fiercely gripping dragon's wrist with his own free left hand and his powers resurfaced within the large charge that built up.
A blinding light again and a thick static in the air once more, Dragon looked confused somewhat, as he laughed "So you mean that you did not know you where a god?.." he said pausing a bit as he let go and shook his arm freeing itself from the rock that seemed to materialize up from the earth in an instant "Thank you for that buffalo you saved my hide." He said as Buffalo simply nodded.
Vance's eyes narrowed "I see... but who says I will join you just because of this.." he said glaring somewhat as his mind seemed to understand somewhat what his powers where able to do.
Static seemed to jump from his fingertips as the four circled him Dragon still facing him "Well maybe we will force you....' he said grinning as Vance then lunged as him trying to grab him, but he then felt as a gust of wind blew him off course and into a wall of water that then ran the current of electricity across his body shocking him. Vance gritted his teeth and ripped away from the water and faced Dragon once more before letting out a roar, as he felt another charge come to his right hand before his open hand found itself clasped within the left hand of Dragon "Let me show you what acknowledgment of your powers may come to!" He roared, as Vance tried to shock the man, but soon felt a large wave of heat overpower it and the go to the air he was breathing. The large pocket of heat he inhaled seemed to cause him to pass out.
When Vance came to he was in a hammock in what was an old abandoned warehouse, his eyes slowly gazed around until they saw the one called Buffalo who simply nodded. Vance sighed as he sat up still feeling heat within his chest, but Buffalo rushed towards him shaking his head as he pushed him back down "Please try to rest.. don't hurt yourself anymore." he said the large man seeming to be a gentle and caring one as well. Vance sighed and nodded as he crossed his arms and looked up at the ceiling.
Almost an hour later Dragon came in and slowly came to Vance's side and laughed lightly "So Tiger you are awake.. or should I call you Lightning Tiger?" he said with a smug grin.
Vance rolled his eyes and groaned "I will not join you but I will hang out with you all to try and get a hold of these powers of mine... and I guess I can handle the name lightning tiger.. sounds fierce." He said grinning.
Vance was just starting high school then and was fourteen, a Freshman but one that by a social manner of his group of friends was untouchable for no one had ever tried to mess with the four.. no five gods. However Vance as the new guy was still pushed around by the other four, and treated even more harshly during group trainings. They would push him to do hand to hand and exorcise as well with his power trainings.
He went along through his freshman year like that not knowing the meaning of the group which was to neutralize those with what they saw as impure mocking of a god which where those without elemental powers and their unveiling was all thanks to the timid girl named yuki.
Vance however was soon thrusted into the groups true meaning and purpose upon the winter break of his freshman year where a large massing of those who where deemed as a mockery by the other four had decided they would try and dismantle the five. Vance found himself going for his morning runs like always, but found that on his way to the warehouse a group of six had stepped into his pathings, and Vance was one to try and run around them, but he found himself grabbed onto harshly by a rather small looking guy who had a strong grip "Guys we where lucky seems we got the fresh noob of this group!" he yelled out happily with a thick spanish accent. Vance glared as he felt the grip tighten on his throat, and a large charge surged from his hands and up to his neck shocking the man as if he was a taser. The man's body stiffened and stumbled back, Vance lightly rubbed his nack staring at the other men, as they then rushed at him, but Vance just smiled "Oh Oh! the noob will tear you up!" He yelled out happily, as he began to duck each limb that came at him as well as what had appeared to be quills, and acidic vomit that smelt like bile. However all of their attempts where in vain the bile only catching to the fringes of his clothes and hair singing and burning them, and the quills only piercing his left arm blocking. Vance had not witnessed the others powers since he was too quick of dispatching them with a series of grabs and shocking them harshly enough to make them pass out.
Vance later was informed of why that had happened and was officially welcomed to the group and of which was his first time feeling happy and as if he fit in, but he put on the same front as before as he laughed and said he was only there to hang out and learn more of his powers.
Vance was then separated from them though after that year since they had graduated leaving Vance alone somewhat once more, but they frequently dropped in on him and made sure he was okay.
Vance dropped out of school at the age of seventeen and also left his home becoming a wandering vagrant who had become a petty thief to go on through life, but soon learned of a job within a huge corporation though it was not as an employee of payroll but more so as a bounty hunter, and all this from Yuki who was also apart of it since their job was to hunt down mutants Vance could not disagree it was nostalgic to his two short years with Dragon, Tortoise, Buffalo, and Hawk.
Vance then began to make a large sum of money as well as other offerings of jobs for them as a guard which he turned down but still went to the prison as a guard for free sine he had found it fun. He would also learn from the research team of the corporation that he was able to use more power, and be more efficient with some tools, and was explained how it would work, but he declined as he would call respectfully, but was truly just him shocking them and walking out. Instead Vance had picked up a bolt gun powered by compressed air, and began to use it at the age of nineteen. The large bolt usually if hitting a leg properly would immobilize someone and also serve as a ground if they where still able to move to properly target and use his powers on them.
Vance now twenty-two known as 'Lightning Tiger' by the corporation and seventy-five of the inmates at Alcatraz since he had hauled them each in. He had a lot of extra cash, but still dresses as he had before though now clean looking without being covered in dirt though he is still scruffy.
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