|| Theme Songs ||
Normal||Stop And Stare/One Republic||
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Emotional||Marchin' On/One Republic]
|| Finnigan John Dubois ||
|| Seventeen years old ||
|| Male ||
|| Heterosexual ||
|| Face Claim: All Pictures Are Done By Viria: http://viria13.deviantart.com/gallery/ ||
|| Hair Color: Black/dark brown ||
|| Eye Color: Green/blue ||
|| Skin Tone: Fair ||
|| Height: 5'9" (five feet and nine inches) ||
|| Weight: 154lbs ||
|| Finnigan, better known as Finn, looks like your typical jock.. sort of. He may not be completely muscle and instead more on the lean side, but no one would be surprised if they saw him on a few sports teams. He has short yet tangly dark brown/nearly black hair that never looks combed and deep green eyes that look a tad bit blue, his smooth fair skin go nicely with his looks. You could say that he's handsome, being tall and having noticeable features, but Finn doesn't think as highly of his appearance.
He also has a birthmark on his upper arm in the shape of a snake entwined around a staff. It looks like this: The Birthmark ||
|| Personality ||
Finn, despite having built a shell of stone around himself, isn't quick to judge others and is surprisingly quick to make friends instead. He's not exactly friendly, but doesn't give off the impression that he absolutely hates you, either. Just kind of in he middle.
Finn is for the most part relaxed and overall calm, but he's never one hundred percent serious and neither is he always joking. Once again, it's settled in the middle. People who laugh at everything get on his nerves and Finnigan would hate to become one of those people, but when someone can't take a simple joke it annoys Finn to no end.
Annoying or not, people mean a lot to him and Finn usually feels like he needs to protect whoever needs it. If a stranger or friend is in harms way, he'll put himself first to make sure they don't have to.
|| Quiet || Loyal || Protective || Good Sense of Humor || Reserved ||
|| Likes ||
-Jelly filled donuts
-His friends/companions
-Helping people
-Quiet places
-Achievement
-Sleep
|| Dislikes ||
-Chocolate
-Disloyal people
-Not being able to help those in need
-Fear
|| Weakness ||
-Loyalty When Finnigan makes a promise, he'll always find a way to pull through with it. People who are relying on him are his main priority, and sometimes his instinct to help them blind his common sense.
|| Healing of Asclepius || Can Heal Wounds || Side Effect: The Worse/Bigger The Wound, The More Energy Drained From Finnigan
A Greek god and a son of Apollo and Coronis(who was killed due to being unfaithful to the god), Asclepius was the god of medicine and healing in Greek Mythology. His symbol is a serpent-entwined staff. The myths say that he was killed by Zeus for bringing people back from dead and Zeus placed his body among the stars as the constellation Ophiuchus. Others say that Asclepius was later resurrected as a god by Zeus.
|| Skills ||
-Healing Finn has the odd ability to heal others. It comes with a cost, of course, normally resulting in a near pass-out from him, but he's able to convert his energy to others and quicken up their healing process. It may be useful in times of desperate need, but bigger the job means more energy is drained from him, which results in a very tired Finnigan. Not to mention he needs a bit of time to recover. The healing also can't regrow limbs, just make the wounds heal over faster.
He tends to only use this when he absolutely has to.
-Problem Solving He's always been good at puzzles and thinking fast in tough situations. It's almost as if the gears are always running in his head, never slowing down and always turning, his mind constantly thinking. Many people wonder how long it is until the gears die out.
|| Biography ||
Finnigan John Dubois was born in the small city of White Rock, Canada, to parents Ashlynn and Phillip Ronald Dubois. When he was four his younger sister Rosalaya was born, and when he was seven the family of four moved to the town of Blaine in the USA when Phillip got a job offer in the other country.
Finn and Rosa easily adapted to the changes, Finn quickly making friends with the neighbors children and Rosa taking a liking to decorating the sidewalks with chalk, but Ashlynn had a harder time adjusting to the new area. White Rock had been the place she she grew up, and was the place where she was hoping her children would grow up in as well. Finding a job was harder for her as well, but she settled for working in a nearby clinic working as a receptionist. Despite hating her work, Ashlynn never went a day without a smile on her face or joining in with her kids activities. Finn and his sister adored their mother to no end, and Phillip admired her for being so active in their lives.
When Finnigan was twelve, Rosalaya eight, something happened that everyone had been dreading. Ashlynn had been diagnosed with cancer too late only a few months previous, and all Phillip would tell his children was that their mother was sick, but nothing else. From Finn's point of view, his mother slowly began looking worse and worse, growing more ill the days went by, but being optimistic, he thought that the doctors could do something. There was no way they'd let her keep getting worse, right? Wrong.
His mother had been in the hospital for six days, her husband and children visiting every one of them. And then the visits just stopped. Phillip was hesitant to tell his children what had happened, but after Rosa's endless asking he finally revealed that Ashlynn wasn't coming home. Finn was heartbroken. His mother, dead. The woman who would greet him with hugs and smiles whenever he came home from school. Who sat with Rosalaya on the sidewalk and admired her scribbled drawings and told her they should be put up in a museum. The one who Phillip had fallen in love with the moment he saw her, and finally gathered the courage to actually talk to her.
She was gone. The idea baffled Finn, and hurt him at the same time. His mother seemed to be in so much pain in her last few days, she could barely talk or move or laugh or cry. There had been a smile on her face, but nothing in her eyes. Thinking back on it, Finn felt terrible. He hated seeing someone feel like that, he had seen his mother for the first time in his life look defeated. And then the voice started.
It was occasional at first, only appearing whenever there was a kid hurt at school. You can help him. The voice always said, You're a healer, you've always been. But then it slowly began to happen more often, Finn would hear the small words of encouragement everyday, telling him to test out his skills whenever he passed by an injured animal. Finn ignored every word until the dog that Phillip had bought for Rosa had been hit by a car under Finn's watch.
He knew for sure that the dog wasn't breathing. It was bloody, misshaped, it's bones in odd directions, but Finnigan hadn't wanted to believe it. Rosa would be in tears, the dog couldn't be dead. He wouldn't allow it to be.
It took around five minutes, no more, but Finn had gotten the bones back in place, the animal off to the side of the road, and suddenly he felt a faint heartbeat. There he was, crouching over a seemingly dead dog, pleading for it to somehow live, and it moved. The animal got up, shook itself off, and barked happily as if nothing was wrong.
I knew you could do it. The voice said in his head, You just weren't strong enough before... still aren't, really. But good job. Finn had barely even heard it talk, because the next second he was passed out on the grass.
Since then, Finnigan hasn't used his odd ability besides making paper-cuts go away and fixing scrapes on his knee, but many neighbors are curious on how a dead dog got up and ran back home in Finn's presence.
"That's all, folks!"