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Kurt Wagner ([info]blueelf) wrote,
@ 2009-06-28 03:19:00

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BAMF! ::Night Crawler::

YOU
NAME:Yami
AGE:23
E-MAIL:Eternalpluto[AT]gmail[DOT][COM]
AIM:unleashdamnit
TIMEZONE:pacific
OOC JOURNAL:[info]andros
PREVIOUS RP EXPERIENCE:several journals here.

CHARACTER
NAME:Kurt "Nightcrawler" Wagner
FANDOM:X-men Evolution
AGE:17
ALIGNMENT (GOOD, EVIL, NEUTRAL):Good
SKILLS/POWERS/SPECIAL ABILITIES: (in your own words) Kurt's ability is to teleport himself and a small number of people from one point to another. He's only able to teleport to locations he's already seen. Part of his ability also allows him to cling to objects and crawl on walls. He also has a minor ability to travel through shadows.
BRIEF BACKGROUND SUMMARY: (in your own words, NOT a wiki entry) Nightcrawler is from a small village called Winzeldorf in the German state of Bavaria. However he grew up in the Munich Circus. Kurt had a happy childhood. The Circus didn't judge him for his unusual fur or abilities. His parents are rarely mentioned because of their shady past. His father died of a heart attack, and his mother was rumored dead as well. His mother is actually Mystique, a well known terrorist. She left him in the charge of his foster mother in the circus. It was a traveling circus that was corrupt by it's movement. Kurt was told if he wanted to perform again he would be forced into the freak show. Everything went downhill from there. The new city's ring master was cruel and deadly. Kurt befriended a young mutant boy who helped him escape, and that's when he was recruited by professor Xavier to be a part of the x-men.
PB:Jared Kusnitz
JOURNAL USERNAME:[info]blueelf
WAS THIS CHARACTER HELD FOR YOU? Nah, same day application

EXAMPLE OF FIRST-PERSON ENTRY:..Kansas?..Did I teleport here? Ja..I didn't do this. That's impossible, I've never seen Kansas. I couldn't have. What's going on here? Cyclopes? Rogue? Professor?

EXAMPLE OF THIRD-PERSON ENTRY:Kurt remembered it like yesterday. Arriving at Xaviers School for Gifted Youngsters. Being scared of everything. Mostly afraid of scaring others with the way he looked, and being judged ontop of it. He remembered how it felt being in a new city, a new house. Having a new family. It was terrifying. He felt like every move he made was being watched, and in a way it was-but not like how he thought. They watched him grow, raised him up like a real family. His fears had melted away within days of his arrival, but now?..Now they were back in full swing. Even with the image inducer the Professor had given him to change into a normal teenage boy, he felt that same vulnerability and he hated it. There were people everywhere and none he recognized.

He didn't know anyone, or anything it was overwhelming. There was no mansion, no Xavier to show him the way. Kurt was on his own. He picked his human disguise and stepped into the busy streets. Kurt wanted nothing more than to go back home where he could be himself. Be an x-man and know he was making a difference. Everyone looked so normal on the outside. Scary normal. Kurt would never fit in.

Where was he? ...Kurt walked under a freeway pass and looked up at the signs. "Lawrence Kansas?" Raising a thin brow he shook his head. "I'm dreaming. That's it. Note to self, no more soda and chili dogs before bed."


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