Post by Clark Shepard on Oct 12, 2010 18:06:55 GMT -8
Clark Shepard
-BASIC INFORMATION-
Full Name: Clark Shepard
Preferred Name or Nickname: Clark, Clarky, C, Supes, Shepard, Shep, C-Man (Last one, not so much preferred)
Original/Canon: Original
Age: 24
Date of Birth: September 27th 1989
Main Character Classification - (List): Rare
Character Type: Nephilim
Power(s):
- Invulnerability: Can sustain massive amounts of non-magical physical damage, this includes beatings, stabbings, gunshots, etc. as a normal angel would be able to sustain.
- Healing Factor: When damaged Clark can regenerate his wounds, if limbs are severed he can take up to a day to regenerate them with effort and draining to his powers.
- Healing: Can cure most diseases, minor cancer infections, and suspend the growth of terminal cancer for a time, also heal physical damage like bruising, burns, and flesh wounds of others.
- Teleport/Flight: Has the ability to "poof" great distances at will, often times he may be off by a bit and it's easier if he had been to said location before prior to teleporting.
- Telekinesis: Clark has exhibited high aptitude for telekinesis over the past several years, able to move up to two times his own body weight it has become Clark's primary offensive attack.
- Super Human Strength: Still unable to master the brawn aspect of his abilities, Clark when exhibiting a burst of adrenaline only can access super human strength at this time.
- Angelic Exorcism: An ability that has just begun to develop and probably won't develop any further is to exert holy energy to exorcise demons. Being half-angel this exerts most of his power, causing massive nose bleeds and a weakened state.
- Sedation: Clark has the ability to sedate a human for an alloted amount of time, this at times does not work and would appear as if Clark was randomly touching one's head. (Imagine like trying to start a worn BBQ lighter.)
- Supernatural Perception: Can see things like Reapers and Enochian Sigils.
Sexuality: Straight
Side(Good, Evil, or Neutral): Good
Hometown: New York, New York, U.S.A
Current Residence: Camp Harvelle
-DETAILS-
Eye Color: Brown-Light
Hair Color: Brown-Light
Height: 5'10"
Body Type: Scrawny
Distinguishing Marks: N/A
Tattoos and Piercings: N/A
Vehicle (if you wish): 1979 Ford Pinto - Bright Green (Broken down outside of Camp Harvelle somewhere)
Personal Style (write a short paragraph): Clark generally sports a shaggy hair style, not much one for getting it cut on a daily basis but would never let it grow to the bottom of his neck in fear of looking like a hippie. His clothing style is generally composed of typical things one's mom might purchase from a Wal-Mart mixed in with the occasional personally purchased artical clothing which is composed of comicbook icons and very nerdy catch phrases, most of which are either too tight or too large on him because he doesn't know his own shirt size/doesn't bother trying them out in the fitting room.
-PERSONAL INFORMATION-
Likes (3 at least):
- Video Games
- Comics
- Pizza
- Watching things explide
- Music (Rock, Punk, Indie)
- Girls
- Not getting beaten up
Dislikes (3 at least):
- The nickname C-Man
- Getting beaten up
- Crazy tough macho dudes
- Over-compensation
- Anything that involves work
- Supernatural creepy stuff
- Organized religion
- Being afraid
Strengths (3 at least):
- Nerdy (Games, Comics, T.V., Movies) Knowledge
- Nephilim Powers
- Determined/Persistant (When pushed for things he cares about)
Weaknesses (3 at least):
- Slacker
- Not very good fighter
- Somewhat of a coward/afraid of a lot of things
Dreams for the Future: To be able to chill and veg out without being disturbed for once. Also to one day find that girl who would like him for who he is and not what he's not. His Mary Jane Watson/his Icecream truck.
Fears: Dying, losing a limb, suranwrap, drowning, large dogs, most supernatural creatures, heights, small spaces, spiders, speaking in public, flying, the dark, rejection, needles, being alone, clowns, falling, germs, crowds.
Hero(es): Spider-Man (Mainly because he's an iconic hero that went from geek to superhero and got a hot red-head as a girlfriend.)
Biggest Secret(s): He's afraid of a lot of things.
Personality (write a decent paragraph): Clark is a slacker at heart, as awkward as he is he'd probably be the most popular in a group of nerds like himself but that doesn't really count in the real world. He's at times very timid and shy especially around those of the opposite gender who are extremely, fairly, or moderately attractive. Pretty much just any girl. He's fairly squeamish, afraid of most things that are Supernatural even those that don't look scary at times.
He enjoys geeking out and is knowledgeable in most things video games, loves reading comics, and often will use metaphors from comics or comparisons that people generally wouldn't get or understand to explain a situation or how he's feeling.
Clark has this phobia notoriously called Immafraidofeverythingobia (Not really), but Clark does have a lot of common phobias that prevent him from being outwardly active in the world of the supernatural. It's why he isn't a Hunter nor much of a fighter, but one would assume fighting wouldn't particularly be a strong suit even if he wasn't afraid of everything that moved. It's not usually noticable of how much he is afraid of, but it definatly causes some chuckles which silently upsets him/makes him feel awkward.
-CHARACTER HISTORY-
Father: Unknown (Angel; Open to ideas of whom it may be)
Mother: Haley Shepard
Sibling(s): N/A
Children: N/A
Other Family: (close family) N/A
"Family Don't End with Blood": (close friends) N/A
History: Haley Shepard was gifted with a child the day she met him, strange tall broody figure who spoke of God and Angels like they were close to home and that' pretty much what got Haley's knees shaking. Her aspirations in pleasing God eventually stretched to pleasing this well dressed man which despite promising herself to the ol' fashion creed of "not before marriage" she did, and did well enough infact that 8 or so months later Clark was born. After Clark's birth the man in question was not seen again, which at first made Haley sad but over time she got used to the fact and even claimed that he might have been an angel sent down from the lord to gift her with such a wonderful son.
However, Clark from the day he shot out of his mom knew that his father just must be a skeezy and lazy business mougle who probaby has a family elsewhere and just doesn't want to acknowledge the existance of he and his mother. Clark secretly hoped it was Bill Gates.
Clark had an unusual upbringing, very religious to the point where Clark wanted to simply tell his mother that there was no such thing as God nor Angels and that her petty attempts at explaining where his father was, her apparently one true love, was both sad and demeaning. However no matter how hard Clark tried to explain to his mother how he felt, she always smiled and continued on believing leaving Clark just to accept how things were. However, how things were became somewhat not normal.
He bounced back from the beatings and the scrapes faster then the other bullied children at his school. One would have thought of the clever nickname "Super Nerd" but they didn't. It wasn't anything he thought unusual but as he grew up the beatings and bullying tended to have gotten more severe and the more it didn't seem to effect him the more those who were doing the beatings got frustrated.
It was when he got stabbed for the first time around two years ago did it occur to him that he was completely different from being normal. He was left for dead but not close to dying, because as he pulled it out his wound healed over and ever since then he tested just how much he could take (Note: Unfortunately he was a bit squeamish, so all he figured out was that he was able to heal small cuts).
So on top of being abnormally durable for a scrawny kid, he was able to heal from some minor flesh wounds, however when he got in a car accident with his mother a year later he found out that he couldn't just bounce back from everything. What the doctors said; being in the passenger seat should have killed him that day, but it didn't. His body couldn't heal everything at once it seemed, so bed ridden he stayed and for quite some time. His mother said it was a miracle brought down upon them from heaven, which he only rolled his eyes at but it dawned on him...
It didn't take long to put his mother's loony story and run it against his own to have to figure that it might have something to do with his father angel or not. He cared not for his father or finding out who exactly he is but he did want to know why he could do the things he could do.
Explaining to his mother that he was going on a road trip with some friends (Note: Which he had none of) he decided to venture forth into the paranormal and working his way back to the day he was born riddling the path with biblical research, paranormal studies, kids with abilities, and crashing on strangers couches. Along the way he discovered he can heal some common ailments and minor disease, and another big power which had become extremely useful; the ability to teleport. Getting himself into his first bind with a demon is when he learned he could teleport, unfortunately not very well. Practicing he found it drained him at first, and he didn't always end up where he wanted to be or at least not where he intended to be. Sure he would have liked to be in the local girls change room in a near by high school but it definatly wasn't where he needed to be.
Unfortunately the world he stumbled into was filled with truckers with salt loaded shotguns and vampires that apparently don't glitter. Clark is defiantly was odd man out.
When the world started to crumble Clark had begun training alone to hone his powers, at times pretending to be the lone wolf or heroic wanderer, he was still the same old Clark and it came off as a bit lame though he is slowly starting to realize that. The more he seemed to grow in both age and with practice the stronger he became, if he was on part with angels or on a whole and entirely different level is up for debate but he felt like it is time to man up and help those who have helped him over the years unite and defeat Lucifer.
Clark is still his old scared self, just new and improved. He spends his time hanging around Camp Harvelle, mostly because that's where his car broke down and even though he can teleport he somehow feels leaving it behind was like abandoning a wounded and loyal pup who had always been there for you even if you didn't need it to be. His only actual asset is healing, which in these times is a great asset to have indeed.
-FINAL DETAILS-
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RP Sample (required): here was an old saying that goes You can't teach an old dog new tricks. But was that because the dog was old and frail? Or was it because it was incompetent to learn anything because it thought it already knew everything. If that last part was the case, then Clark could defiantly see humans being the same way. You tell a guy that you can teleport and he laughs at you saying that's not possible, and then when you try to show him you accidentally--
Clark was in the bathroom of some back water gas station changing his pants, he suppose he really could keep his dirty pair of jeans but that's the sacrifice he had to make to prove (Or attempt to) his point. Now with a couple points lost of the dignity scale and one pair of pants short of being way below the poverty line, Clark walked out of the men's bathroom the the Exco station with new determination. Well, at least in his walked as he moved away from the laughing crew that worked there. Next time when someone questions his mode of transportation he'll say his car is down the road.
Speaking of car, it was probably several miles down the road from where he left it. Problem with teleporting and having a car, neither are handy when you put them together. Of course, Clark could always ditch the car and stick to teleporting but that'd result in several things; He'd not always end up where he wanted to go, he'd always be tired when he got there, and apparently the new hazardous risk was pooping himself. If that wasn't embarrassing enough one of the girls there was pretty cute too. Not that Clark had a snowballs chance in hell (Unless it was the bottom level), especially after his incident.
Not that the car itself was handy however, it was a pinto so every time he turns it on it feels as if it's going to explode on him, it also always never properly indicates how much gas he has in the tank. Upon attempting to teleport to a gas station, he teleported to one miles off the beaten path. So opposed to a one hour walk, he is now walking four hours back to his car with two heavy containers of gasoline in the hot intimidating sun. He was too tired to teleport, and the last time he tried his burritos he had for lunch made a guest appearance.
"It's the devils fault, that's what mom would say." He muttered to himself as he moaned wobbling back and forth, his arms hurting already from walking perhaps maybe ten minutes. He turned back around again and groaned as he could still hear the rambunctious laughter of the Exco Gas Station employees.
"Well I think it was god's fault I... Pooped myself." He groaned again before falling over on his butt with gas containers on either side of him, he stuck his thumb out and waited for a car to drive by. Anything. As long as he didn't have to keep on walking, it was hot, and he was starting to chafe.
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