Description

Name:Travis Winterbourne

Age:19

Appearance: He is tan from being outside so much. His hair is medium length, it is white with black streaks in it. His body is covered with lean muscle, he is more endurable than strong due to the many cardiovascular activities he participates in. He is skinny, with lean long legs. He has clam grayish-blue eyes.


Clothes: He often wears a grey beanie hat. He has blue tinted sunglasses. On his torso he wear's a black v-neck shirt, a deep blue wind breaker, and then a white leather jacket.
On his waist, he wear's a white studded belt with a shiny silver buckle. His pants are black skinny jeans, with a chain attached to his left pocket. His shoes are white sneakers with baby blue soles, and laces. Both his ears are pierced, with small gauges.


Headphones: Their main color is a matte white. they have the kanji for sound and harmony on each headphone. The band is padded with small soft cushions. There is a slim blue line around them that glows blue when the Noise cancelling feature is active.

Personality

Alliance: Harmony

He is Proud, cocky, lighthearted, sarcastic, polite, happy. A good friend and good person, when he can keep his ego in check.
Most people would describe hi as a sort of day dreamer. He minds his own business most of the time and always stay out of arguments. Although SR fights are a different thing. When he fights in the sound realm he experiences a certain kind of "freedom". A feeling much more intense that any he get from the sports he does. He holds very few people close because he spends so much time in the SR. The only close friend he ever had is Cobalt, his echo.

He takes life at his own pace. Which is either a strenuous sprint, or a leisure crawl. For him it's either go all out or nothing.

Likes:Sweets, snow, snowboarding, skating, surfing, girls, Chinese food, fighting noise, guitar, singing, The sound Realm, dancing, headphones, movies.

Dislikes:His singing, Noise, salty things, woodwinds, liars.

Equipment

Echo Name: Cobalt

Info:Cobalt is a wolf with a blue aura, about as tall as Travis himself. He is very serious compared to Travis, always focused and relaxed unlike his energetic companion. During battle cobalt's color changes to an icy blue color.

Musiks: Cobalt envelops both of Travis's forearms in gauntlets that help him shield himself or attack, Cobalt also gives Travis the power to control Ice-like Sound, which is the equivalent of ice in the Sound Realm. By picking certain notes from the music he is listening to or from the world around him, he can create attacks that vary in power.
Travis often rides a board for mobility during his combat.
He fights the best near the streets, or on rooftops. But closed spaces like alley ways or small rooms cripple his strength.

History

Travis was born an orphan, both of his parents taken by the noise. He met his mother at an early age and promised that he would help her get better so that they could become a family once again. During his high school years he became a target for the Noise, and on a school ski trip he came under attack. While on the mountain he thought that he would be helpless. The weather had become dangerous and an unforeseen snowstorm created a Noise creature. Travis ran, or snowboarded, down the mountain until he crashed. Lost and without hope he laid in the snow and waited to die. He was then saved by his Echo, Cobalt. Who had been born through mysterious circumstances due to the fact that there was no music nearby. He believed that someone had been singing in the blizzard, but he cast the thought away because it was too ridiculous.
He now makes his living by manipulating peoples frequency's to "donate" money to him.

An old musician name Angelo is now Travis's guardian. The man is in his early sixties, filled with the wise knowledge of an elder, but also has a strong air of youthfulness to him. He is like a grandfather to Travis, and has taught him many things, especially about the SR. Travis never questioned how he came across such knowledge, it was one of the things the old man taught him. Any help is always good help, no matter where it comes from.