My Name Is: Matt Bennett
I Am This Old: 17
Sexuality: Straight. I've never even considered anything else.
This Is My Power: Super Strength. I'm not quite sure what weight I can lift, but there was this one time with when I lifted a bus. It fluctuates though. I'm strongest when I'm angry or really, really sad. Mind you, when I'm that sad, I tend to go a little mad anyway. If I'm injured, the amount I can lift is approximately halved. If I'm seriously injured, I can't lift a thing. My power means I have a huge appetite, especially when I've been lifting a lot.
Likes: Eating, food, music, drawing, rainy nights in watching movies, weightlifting, working out.
Dislikes:Being hungry, being injured, loud noises, small spaces, hospitals, small spaces in hospitals, needles, the smell of hospitals
Fears: Dying, being stuck in a hospital for the rest of my life, Fire. I hate fire.
I'm Told I'm... I'm quiet, which is the first thing that strikes most people first. I don't look like the quiet type. I've been told I'm a little like a gentle giant, mainly because I'm six eight and quite well built. I'd much rather stay in and read than go out with friends. I'm not the most popular guy around, but I have a select group of friends and I can trust them. I'd like to think I'm a gentleman. I'm quite protective over anyone I'm anyway close to.
But I can also get very angry. When I'm betrayed I get very upset and angry. I don't really cry, I get very angry. But occasionally raw emotion takes over and it's a bit like I just don't have the energy to be angry. Most of the time I get mad, and people get frightened and don't trust me anymore. But people who see my raw side often pity me as they know it's clear my life hasn't been the best. I try to only show that side to people I know and trust.
This Is What I've Been Through: I was taken into care at a very young age. My dad was hooked on some drug and my mom was a kleptomaniac. I can't even remember what they looked like. They never came to visit me in the care home. I was happy in that first care home, but it was shut down due to a lack of funding before I was five. The next care home I was taken into was hell. I was beaten for wetting the bed, which just made the problem worse. I tried telling my teacher at school, but nothing was done. I was a kid. Who listens to a kid?
I can remember one day, I was beaten up really badly. I can't remember what it was over, but, for once, it wasn't the staff. One of the older kids used to beat me up as well. Anyway, he beat me up really badly in the school playground. One of the teachers saw and pulled him off of me. I was brought to the hospital. One of the nurses noticed my other various bruises and mentioned something to a doctor. I told him exactly what was going on, and he told the police. I gave another statement to the police, and the second care home was shut down. I had been beaten from the age of five until I was thirteen.
The next care home I was sent to was heaven. I was encouraged to grow. If I had a problem with anything, they would listen to me. They encouraged me to learn to draw and play guitar. I made friends. It was just in time for me to hit puberty, and for my powers to begin to develop. Someone from the unit was obviously in the home, and they noticed that I was able to lift things without much trouble. They brought me to gym classes, where my love for exercise began. Before long, I was lifting weights that grown men would struggle to move. Shortly after that, my power became blatantly obvious.
I was walking down the street when a bomb exploded. I was thrown against a wall and shoved my shoulder out of place. But I heard a little girl crying, and without thought ran into a burning building to save her. I was burned, but I saved that little girl's life, and there was very little scarring. But I lifted half a bus to get to her. Half a bus. I could probably lift an entire bus now if I was in that situation. As long as there wasn't anyone in it.
Anything Else You Might Need To Know:I've got faint scarring on my right arm. It's hardly noticeable, but if you look closely, it's there.