Mitchell stands at about six feet and one inch, but his height often rises and falls because he bounces on the balls of his feet nonstop. His physique is nearly all skin and bones, his ribs clearly outlined along his chest and the discs of his spine poking out down his back. His arms are just as thin as his chest, veins showing through his skin and his knuckles much more defined. His legs, however, are more muscular than the rest of his body, if only slightly, thanks to his habit of running everywhere. With his incredilby lean build, you may think him unhealthy and sickly, but all the running he does keeps him in shape. Mitchell's face is very angular, his chin and cheeks given a sharp appearance thanks to his exessive lack of body fat. Right up front, his hair is somewhat short, but the sides go as low as his neck. He rarely messes with it, so whatever hair he has when he wakes up, he has for the day.His eyes have a narrowed look, as if he were glaring, but often glance at one thing to the next, looking for something that isn't boring. They are a deep blue shade.
Mitchell's appearance my make him appear ignorant and self-centered, but he's actually very modest, kind, and a honest friend. He's also a world class jokster. Often more than not, he'll pop up, out-of-the-blue, before one his friends and the cheesy jokes and continuos pestering will commence. He only does it because its his way of showing affection. If it comes across as harmful, Mitchell will stop his childish acts and appolegize. Sound like the popular kid, no? Well, he would be if he wasn't so shy and anti-social. (More will be added to this later after somone takes the -Male One's Friend- slot)
Due to his anti-social habits and shy personality, Mitchell was usually considered the odd ball. Most kids his age avoided him because they found him strange and isolated. though his parents worried about this, Mitchell was perfectly fine with it. He enjoyed playing by himself, exploring the mysteries of his world on his own. As he aged, he still retained some of his childish traits, but he started easing himself into socialty. Then the sleep walking, or whatever it was, began. The first time it happened, he woke up to find himself thirty feet up in the forest, refreshed and confused. He made an excuse to his parents that he'd gone into the woods and feel asleep by mistake. Boy, did they believe that one! He was in high school! So, as the "dream walking" increased in frequency, Mitchell was forced to go to docters, tharapists and all manner of medical officals, though they could never figure out what was the matter with him.
Mitchell himself was beginning to wonder if it was he who was at fault...or something, or someone, else.
~Being Alone
~Joking Around
~Running
~Lightening The Mood
~Being Crowded
~Confined to a small space
~Getting In Trouble
~Being Told He's Unfit To Continue
~Losing His Mobility
~Being COMPLETELY Alone
~Bugs. Yes, the creepy crawlies.
The creature inhabiting Mitchell's body resembles the shape and physique of a bird, but she's unlike any bird ever seen on Earth. She uses four large wings that keep her aloft. The wing span of her two larger wings is about twenty feet, the smaller pair about fourteen. She looks about completely made of light itself, but in truth, her skin is in a constant chemical reaction with the oxygen in Earth's atmosphere. This keeps her alive because the reaction produces carbon dioxide, which is what she breaths. Her head resembles an arrow head, two slitted, bright blue eyes alowing her to see at the amazing speeds she can travel. When you look at her, think of a comet and you'll pretty much sum her up.
She's very curious, both in her home demenion and here on Earth. Every night, when she gains control of her host, she zips off, going to explore another new wonder of this strange place. If she meets another living being, she'll often encompany it for the rest of the night, observing its habits, lifestyle and anything else she can learn about it. If she could speak, she'd sound like a day dreamer and a know-it-all. She always has her head in the clouds, becoming distracted to her surroundings until something interacts with her to bring her back to reality.
If you could move as fast as a jet, you'd probably become bored with a tiny astroid covered in a layer of carbon dioxide in a matter of days. Multiply that times 135 years, and thats how lon Mitchell's creature had been stuck there, able to reach the other side of it in a matter of minutes. there was nothing new to see, nothing new to do. So when a hole suddenly opened to a new world, you could imagine her excitement. Eagerly, she shot through, but crossing over suddenly reduced her to a gasous sphere, unable to travel as she once did. This caused her much dispair, and it only got worse when she was absorbed into that strange creature's body she got too close to, one day in the forest. But when night fell and she found she could transform her host's body into her own, she began exploring Earth with a passion, but always returning to her host's "nest" before the sun rose and she lost her body. She didn't like the sun anyway.
~Exploring
~Learning Something New
~Understanding The Unknown
~Being Called "Impossible"
~Being Ignored
~Agility
~Speed
~Intelligence
~Being Confined
~Losing Her Body Forever
~Going Back Home