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Tate Howell

"What do you want to know? I am sure I can figure it out for you."

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a character in “Legends of Haven”, as played by Sunflower

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|{Full Name}|
Tatum Edward Howell.

|{Nicknames}|
Tatum likes to be called Tate and nothing else.

|{Alias}|
The Oracle.

|{Age}|
Twenty-two.

|{Birthday}|
November 1st.

|{Ethnicity}|
Caucasian.

|{Sexuality}|
Homosexual.

|{Power}|
Precognition.

|{Group?}|
The Mercs.




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|{Quirks || Habits || Oddities}|
▪ Cannot sit down for a long period of time ▪ Drums his fingers on a hard surface whenever he is bored ▪ Sings at the most random times ▪ Only bites his nails whenever he is nervous or in deep thought ▪ If angered, he will speak fluent Spanish ▪

|{Power}|
⚘Can see future events before they even happen⚘
⚘Able to detect others death and when it will happen⚘
⚘Can gain information about future events by having a Premonition⚘
⚘Can perceive the residual information of an object or a person⚘

|{Power Weaknesses}|
⚘Can cause great strain on the mind⚘
⚘May be uncontrollable and unpredictable⚘
⚘Some visions may be hard to decipher⚘
⚘Cannot see past events that have already happened⚘

|{Talents || Strengths || Skills}|
⚘Very Intelligent and Understanding⚘
⚘Great Listener⚘
⚘Sings⚘

|{Flaws || Weakness}|
⚘Usually puts too much pressure on himself⚘
⚘Can sometimes talk too much⚘

|{Hobbies}|
▪ Social Media (Twitter, Instagram, SnapChat & Tumblr) ▪ Video Games ▪ Practicing the guitar ▪

|{Fears}|
øLosing his brother, Nathanø
øSeeing the death of someone within the Mercsø
øDarknessø
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|{Personality}|

Tate is a person that does something without thinking about the consequences that comes with his actions. He is widely intelligent when it comes to certain subjects and topics. On a bad day, about a subject or topic he likes, he’ll add in his two cents here and there then be done with the conversation. But on a good day, he will definitely talk all day about something he is definitely interested in and even engage in deep conversation with someone. Tate is confident and even if he doesn’t come out on top, he’ll find a way to come out on top next time. The only negative trait he hates about himself is his opinionated side. He has opinions about every little subject. Sometimes, he’ll keep quiet but other times, he’ll go through and through with you until the other person calls quits on the conversation. Tate is a perfectionist as everything must be the way he needs them to be in order for him to function properly. If there was a trophy to hand out for being the biggest flirt then Tate would definitely get that honor as he’s been flirting ever since he was in diapers. He loves flirting with girls, too as it’s the possibility and adrenaline aspect of it that makes him want to do it more. Plus, he is a terrific person to cuddle with.




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|{Likes}|

▲ Watching the sunrise and sunset ▲ Coffee and Tea ▲ Neapolitan Ice Cream ▲ Crime Shows (Law and Order: SVU & How To Get Away With Murder) ▲ Modern Family (The Television Show) & F.R.I.E.N.D.S ▲ Early Mornings ▲ His brother, Nathan ▲




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|{Dislikes}|

▼ Too much junk food ▼ Late Afternoons ▼ Homophobic People ▼ Being Immediately Judged ▼ Reality Television Shows ▼ Someone picking on his brother, Nathan ▼ Bullies ▼



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|{Place of Origin}|
Dallas, Texas.

|{History}|

Tatum was birthed second after his brother in a set of twins. His parents, Paige and Andrew Howell, were more than proud to have a set of twins. Tatum wasn't really close with anyone in his family and never understood why. But he was ultimately filled with regret once his parents died and it was just him and his brother. Shortly after his parent’s death, his brother, Nathan, became seriously ill and Tatum really did not know what was going on with his own brother. It really hurt him to see his brother terribly ill and in the state that he was in. It wasn't until one night; Nathan sneaked into Tatum's room at their aunt house and told him that he was feeling better but weird. Tatum didn't really know what to say to Nathan but just kept that moment to himself and never really told anybody.

When Tatum was about four and half years of age, he realized that something was a little bit odd about him. When his Aunt Sally took him out for ice cream, he reached up and grabbed the cone but his finger touched the other person's hand and it seemed like Tatum went into another reality, seeing the person involved in a fatal car crash later on in the evening. Tatum told the person behind the counter but they just laughed and told him them to take care. Tatum really never knew what ever happened to that cashier but hoped to himself that they were okay and alive.

Nathan and Tate went to school like normal teenagers even though they weren't anywhere close to being normal. Tatum never really understood how he and his brother have these abilities but once they graduated high school, his auntie sat him and his brother down at the kitchen table. There, she told them all about their parents and how they had phenomenal abilities and that Tatum along with Nathan might've adapted some form of abilities, as well. Tate went on to understand his ability a little bit more, along with his brother. They both did extensive research on their abilities and came to find out they could do a lot more with it.

One day while Tatum and Nathan was at their auntie house and a man came up to the house. The fellow spoke with his brother only and of course, this made Tatum feel a little bit left out and the emotion was so strong that even Nathan felt how his brother felt. Nathan told the male that he wasn't going anywhere without his brother and the male, whom he came to know as Malcolm Turner, recruited them both to be apart of The Mercs, a superpower group. Tatum is still with the group and really loves working alongside his own brother and the rest of the Mercs.




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|{Other}|
❣Character Sheet By: BleedingLover❣
❣Modified By: Sunshine and Whiskey❣
❣Face Claim: Finn Harries❣
❣Dialogue Color: #FF8000❣

So begins...

Tate Howell's Story

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Characters Present

Character Portrait: Fryderyk Andrzejewski Character Portrait: Scott Cho Character Portrait: Sabina Bakkeli Character Portrait: Triton M. Jones Character Portrait: Cora Saunders Character Portrait: Evonna L. Funke Character Portrait: Charlotte Van der Veen Character Portrait: EVE Character Portrait: Hazel J. O'Conner Character Portrait: Brenton Harrison Character Portrait: Mallory Harper Character Portrait: Caspian Whytehorse Character Portrait: Nathan Howell Character Portrait: Tate Howell Character Portrait: Simone Youngblood Character Portrait: Parker Grey
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Outfit ❃ #62060F ❃ T I M E: 5-8am ❃ Heavy by Linkin Park ft Kiiara

As the morning light filled the comfortable sized room, it lit the small figure doing yoga in the middle of it. The dainty hands firmly planted on the peacock green and sunflower yellow patterned rug in the middle of the room. Rich dark brown hair was pulled into a messy bun, a small grown left a full mouth before the girl released her pose and flopped on to the rug and rolled on to her back while releasing a deep breath. Pulling herself into a sitting position Hazel scowled, she had obviously over worked herself the night before in the training room but two years worth of training had yet to get rid of the few extra pounds she carried and if she admitted it to herself, it still hadnt made her good enough to not need Kli's guidance in a fight.

Standing at her full, but still small, height she walked on silent feet to her bathroom to take a shower and get ready for work. Only once she had washed off the sweat from her morning warm up and soothed her sore muscles did she get dressed in a simple red lace dress and a tan and light blue blazer. Matching it with simple accessories and pinning her hair into an easy updo, she considered herself ready, delicately boned fingers rubbed the intricate scar on her chest. It was silver and almost invisible until she called on the power the artifact gave her, then it turned blood red. As her fingers grazed over it, the scar warmed slightly and Hazel got a sense that Kli was saying good morning. Communicating with the gem in her chest was difficult to explain, it didnt have a voice per-say, it was more of just knowing. She just knew what it was trying to tell her like at this moment.

Once Hazel had coated herself with a light layer of one of her favorite perfumes she padded on her light blue heels into the dark teal and russet orange living room, the dark brown hard wood uncovered and in such every time her heels made contact a small click could be heard. A cup of coffee to go, she walked quickly to the elevator not far from her apartment and rode it all the way to the ground floor, she couldnt be late today. It was, after all, the day the Gems from the Temple of Death were opened to the public to see. Hazel smiled at the thought of the well made copies of the gems she had made going on display, they were being called one of the greatest discovers of the century and no one even knew that they werent the real deal.

Checking her phone right before she clocked in, she saw she had a text from Rodger. It was a group text to all of the League;

From:Rodger K.
To:Team

Important meeting tonight at 8.
Be there. No exceptions.


Turning off her phone without replying, Hazel sighed today just got a whole lot longer. She would literally get off work, go home, get ready for the party, go to the meeting, then go to the party..Alone. Kiss the asses of all the big wigs that had donated money to the museum and talk about finding the Gems and the underground, hidden temple that they had once resided in which was never a good experience for her.



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Outfit ❃ #023a25 ❃ T I M E: 4-7AM ❃ How Did You Love by Shinedown

In the world of a dark haired boy sitting atop of a rundown building in the slums of Haven, the morning was silent. He's normally cold eyes were tired and his knuckles were bruised, as if he had spent hours hitting a rock hard surface. A vibration in his pocket made him pull out his phone and the name on the screen read Marybelle, which brought a glimmer of light to his eyes and a small smile to his lips. Focusing on his ears, Triton was able to hear and answered the phone call. "Hey Mary, how are you and the kids doing?" he answered, listening intently for the normal ruckus that went on in the background. "Don't 'hey Mary' me Tri, you promised that you would call every other day when you were in Haven. You know I worry about you being there...Sense May." an upset female voice responded and the small smile turned into a full on grin. "Hey know, im no longer a little kid Mary you dont have to go all big sister on me. Now, please tell me how my niece and nephew are. How are you and the twins you carry?" he laughed, it was a rusty sound and obviously not used often but he had managed to distract his sister from chewing him out.

It wasnt a long phone call because the kids woke up and Mary had to go, Triton put away his phone and watched the sun come up before climbing down the side of the building to enter it through his window. Malcolm had dumped the ragtag group in this poor excuse of a building with eight black cards and orders to make it livable and fortified, they had to do all the work themselves and Triton had done the most sense he had worked as a construction worker sense he turned eighteen. His room was one large living space, his bed hidden behind a wall of bricks. It was industrial, rough, but clean and his.

After a quick shower Triton got dressed and put in his ear piece, he had a name on his list to stalk. As he was getting ready to leave his apartment a thought ran across his mind about Cora, deciding to go see if she wished to come with he walked quietly. His booted feet barely making a sound on the concrete floors, When he got to Cora's door he paced back and fourth a few times but he didnt want to disturb the team member across the hall from her so he finally tuned his power to Cora's room to see if she was awake not that it would stop him from knocking and waking her if she wasnt, he would ask no matter what.

Finally deciding just to go for it, Triton knocked or more like banged, on her door. A voice clicked through the ear piece right afterward "I know you're technically deaf Triton but I also know you use your power to hear so obviously you know how loud you knocked. In case you didnt, im in the War room and I heard you. Also, im not being creepy but I was messing with the security cameras and saw you, with your ear piece in, knocking so dont you dare pretend that you cant hear me." a slightly sinister smile curved his lips upon hearing Evonna's voice and he waved to the camera at the end of the hall before turning back to Cora's door.



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Outfit ❃ #ec3919 ❃ T I M E: 5-7AM ❃ Save Today by Seether

Almost black hair was pulled into a messy braid and glasses were posed dangerously close to the edge of the slightly down turned nose, the red crop top was rather high necked, showing only her collar bones but maybe to much over her toned stomach. Having woken several hours earlier so to nightmares Evonna was now working away at a 'powered' database in the hopes of finding more potential members of the Mercs, bare feet were pulled into the over stuffed office chair and hidden by the black and floral maxi skirt she wore. Furrowing her brow in slight distress her fingers flew across the key board in such rapid movements before the page she was on closed, whoever the site had notified about her attempt at hacking it, was good. Not as good at her of course because she had noticed their feeble attempt at hacking into her system to find her location but good enough that she had to sever her ties to the database to keep them from locating her.

Spining the chair she was able to see the full of the War Room, in the very center was her private little domain. It was were she did her thing and were her team mates could come to learn the information she had dug up on targets, plated with specially designed glass as to not be damaged by their powers. The rest of the room was their training area, again specially plated with a substance almost impervious to their powers. Deciding to spend some time messing around in the building security, she clicked through the cameras and saw that Triton was awake and wearing his ear piece. Evonna then heard him knock on Cora's door, scowling at the screen she touched her own ear piece so she could speak to him "I know you're technically deaf Triton but I also know you use your power to hear so obviously you know how loud you knocked. In case you didnt, im in the War room and I heard you. Also, im not being creepy but I was messing with the security cameras and saw you, with your ear piece in, knocking so dont you dare pretend that you cant hear me."

His only response was a scary smile and wave, growling she clicked out of the security system. No need to be in a bad mood this early, needing coffee or tea she decided to go back to her room. Maybe after a cup or two she would try that system again, stretching she started to walk away when her computer dinged. It was a message from Malcolm.

From:Malcolm
To:Team

Coming by tonight with temporary power booster.
Will explain why it is temporary then.
Need the team to be there at 7pm,
got contacted for a last minute job. No time to prep,
details at meeting. Spread the word.


Rolling her shoulders Evonna didnt bother to reply, she knew the system Malcolm used wouldnt allow her to, after all she created it. After her cup of coffee and maybe some breakfast she would inform the others.