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Thorran King

"So that others may live."

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a character in “Let Live”, as played by AeJylhis

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“I’ve been doing my best to save others ever since I saw grieving families of my fallen comrades.”

Animal I Have Become | Three Days From Grace || Hero | Skillet || You Be the Anchor That Keeps My Feet on the Ground | Mayday Parade






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Name:
Thorran King

Nicknames:
Thor

Age:
22

Gender:
Male

Sexuality:
Heterosexual

Occupation:
Para-Rescue Soldier/ PJ





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Power:

Animal Shapeshifting - Thorran has the ability to shapeshift into any known existing animal. He currently has no control over his transformations and turns into any kind of animal based on his emotional and mental state of mind. Eventually with training, he will be able to transform into whichever animal he pleases with a thought, and if he is able to focus enough in his mind, he can take on the forms of any mythological creature.
  • Emotional State: These transformations take on the different forms of animals solely based upon Thorran's surges of emotion, be it fear, anger, courage.
  • Mental State: If Thorran goes through a shock, stress or maybe a panic attack, he will also take on an animal form based upon his mental state of mind. If knocked unconscious or mentally assaulted by mind-based abilities, this causes Thorran's consciousness to retreat and allow his subconscious to take over with survival instincts, allowing his most primal impulses to run wild, transforming him into a powerful animal that he no longer has control over.
  • "Oh la la" Factor: Yea... Thorran's clothes do not shift along with his body. So bask in his full glory. *shrugs*





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Likes
  • Swimming
  • Food
  • Helping people
  • Dogs
  • Reading

Dislikes
  • War and Chaos
  • Innocent bystanders getting hurt
  • Animal cruelty
  • Ginger (Never. EVER. Put ginger in his food)
  • Holding a firearm

Talents
  • Thorran has a huge appetite for delicious food and has been known to go for multiple rounds, able to sweep through buffets like nobody's business. Must be the lack of good food in the army that makes him appreciate food as a whole.
  • Thorran is a natural when it comes to training dogs. He trained most of the squadron's dogs when he served in the army and has since trained service dogs during his spare time away from his PJ duties.
  • Thorran is great at carving wood. He's made a few life-sized busts of different dogs that he displays in his house.
  • Thorran is well-known in the army for playing the harmonica and flute like a boss.
  • Thorran has military training that allows him to operate firearms, including but not limited to; dismantling and reassembling a gun, marksmanship, disarming an attacker's firearm, using a sniper, etc. He is also given martial arts training, so he can handle himself with his physical assets when in a pinch. He also has survival training, so he can survive off the land if needed. As a PJ, he is also knowledgeable about medical procedures and is more than capable of performing a minor surgery, such as removing shrapnel, inserting IVs, performing injections, etc.

Weaknesses
  • Emotional and Mental Trauma caused by the first 3 years of his service in the army and participating in the tour of Afghanistan.
  • They sometimes call chivalry a weakness; Thorran's pursuit to help the less fortunate will be his bane.
  • Thorran is not very good at math. It's his WORST subject by far. Never ask him for calculations.

Fears
  • Failure to save the ones who matter most to him
  • Losing his composure in front of others, he often feels like breaking down
  • His abilities






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Personality:

Thorran's always been the guy who always stands on the right path. Call him the poster boy of the army, the Captain America wannabe, the human Blue Boy Scout, whatever. In simpler terms, Thorran's a righteous man. He's strict by his moral codes and believes in doing the right thing, even if it's wrong to others. He can defy an order to do what he deems to be the right course of action. Even before he was a soldier, Thorran always had a more tactical mindset. While others may base their decisions upon calculations or science, Thorran runs his methods by gut feeling. A believer of the 'Human Spirit Triumphs Over All Else' theory. While Thorran is not religious, he is a man with alot of faith. This in turn makes Thorran a reckless person when it comes to decisions that involve a leap of faith. Live or Die, right?

Thorran is a fairly peaceful person, despite what many people might believe. A misconception of his service in the army, they believe the boy scout to have a violent streak. In fact, Thorran is easily disgusted and frightened by the aspect of war itself. He disliked the pain and suffering he saw, horrible testaments to the sheer destructive power that mankind can bestow upon others. He also doesn't believe that killing people is the right thing, but in many kill-or-be-killed situations, Thorran has killed... and deeply regrets it. Thorran suffers from PTSD(Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder) and sometimes freaks out over the littlest of things that remind him of the war he fought in. He has a firm grip over his disorder and tries his best not to freak out in the presence of other people. In this sense, Thorran has a very strong willpower, only shaken and cracked by his terrible ordeals for his service.

He cares deeply for people, even strangers he's never met. He's the type of person to sit down next to the homeless and have a good chat before tipping them a few bucks or so. Thorran seems like a very perfect person, save for his PTSD, but he isn't without his flaws. Everybody knows that Thorran is a natural born leader, Thorran lacks confidence in himself and is uncomfortable with the idea of leading, to the point that he may sometimes snap when the option to lead is constantly thrust upon him. Thorran also dislikes conventional textbook reading to learn and prefers a more hands-on approach in order to learn better.

Thorran also hides many things that he doesn't show to the world. There is a righteous anger locked up inside him. The anger towards racism, bullying, harming of innocents, conspiracies, everything horrible. The only thing preventing him from lashing out is his self-control and morals. He also hides a rather surprising sex beast inside his chivalrous personality, complete with insatiable lust and amazing libido. Despite that, Thorran does make for a very passionate and thoughtful lover for anyone.

He is unusually curious about the concept of destiny, believing that everyone is brought into this world for a reason and he is always on the pursuit of what his life means. What was he meant to do? In this aspect, Thorran has a sense of philosophy, believing that people have a higher calling than just living their everyday boring lives.


History:

Thorran King is the single child born from the union of an African-American man and a Swedish woman. His father met his supermodel wife in Los Angeles, a very unlikely pairing. It started off as a brief but electrically charging encounter, a one night stand, before it transitioned into full-fledged love; a story that Thorran often likes to talk about. Yes, the two were strangers, bedded each other then went their separate ways before his mum returned a few months later with a belly and a positive pregnancy test. Unlike many of the other people who go through one night stands, Thorran's father took responsibility and married the woman, moving to his hometown of Hazelbrook. Thorran often recounts the happy household he was raised in and was surprised that this was a product of two strangers merely meeting by chance, not childhood sweethearts who grew up together.

Thorran grew up in a rather rough society, especially for a child with African-American blood in elementary school. Bullies would pick on him, calling him names and thought he was weird for his curiousity. The bullying intensified in middle school, where the bullies began throwing N bombs at every African-American teen, Thorran included. Not everyone was bad of course, and Thorran grew up with a good group of friends, many whom didn't mind his ethnicity at all nor his curiousity. Once puberty was over, Thorran became a heart throb and became popular in high school. He never once forgot his roots and remained friends with many of his 'geeks', as people may call them.

With his supermodel Swedish mum's blood in him, along with his smashing good looks, he was constantly scouted during high school and during his early college years. Instead, he turned the scouts down, quit college when he was 18 and in a pursuit for justice, and well-being of others, joined the military. In his service, he became one of the many new recruits to be put on tour in Afghanistan along with the veterans. This marked the start of Thorran's traumatizing experience of war. 3 years later, at the age of 21, he was rewarded for his service and relieved of duty. He took a break, worked a normal job, helped with the training of service dogs, and even got his loyal Odin, but nothing could remove the experience of shedding blood, of putting a rifle bullet through another person's head. When it was time for his return, he requested to be placed into the para-rescue unit, a team of elite soldiers meant to enter the warzone to bring back the injured, so 'That Others May Live'. With his standing and his success in the Afghanistan tour, he was placed into the PJs as a rookie. For about a year, he worked with the PJs, bringing back injured people and saving lives, a great contrast to what he originally did, which was to kill or be killed.

Of course, that was until the eclipse began and the asteroid collided outside of Hazelbrook. That was when Thorran had to return from his service to mourn for his dead parents, both whom has mysteriously passed on via unknown circumstances. During his night at their home, as he put his parent's belongings away, his moment of sorrow made him feel so insignificant in this world. On moment he blinked as tears blurred his vision and the next, he was scampering around the floor, making squeaking noises. In his confusion, he panicked and made a huge pandemonium that only mice would have heard, he eventually tired himself out to the point that he fell asleep. The next morning he woke up on the floor, naked. Believing it was just a dream, he turned on the television only to see news of more deaths and the start of people obtaining superhuman abilities, slated as abominations and praised by some as natural evolution.

Now, unsure of his position in all of this, Thorran believes the eclipse and the asteroid may have something to do with the deaths and the gaining of these powers, but there is one thing he can agree on.

This might be his calling, and he's going to get to the bottom of this, so "That Others May Live".






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Other:
He owns a Siberian Husky with a docked tail named Odin, one that Thorran saved when volunteering for animal rescues. The docked tail was a decision made to prevent further damage caused by infection and shattered bones. Now Odin is Thorran's most prized partner; obedient, loyal and fierce.

Face Claim:
Jacob Artist

Hexcode:
#4682B4

So begins...

Thorran King's Story

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Character Portrait: Will Sykes Character Portrait: Emovere Drake Character Portrait: Angelo De Luca Character Portrait: Luciane Crow Character Portrait: Jeremy Winters Character Portrait: Thorran King

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| 14 Days Post-Eclipse |


Now, it's time for me to sign off, dear listeners. As of right now, there's still no zombie sightings, but be on your guard. These things tend to take their time. Stay safe and stay vigilant. I'll be here, waiting for you tomorrow. This is Show Pony, signing off.

As the outro theme started to play in his headphones, he took them off and stood up. He was going to meet with a bunch of others about this whole mysterious death thing. Not that he was sure where he fitted in to it, not with a power that could only harm. But it was better than just sitting at home, waiting for it to be time to start his radio show again. And if they had to fight anyone, then he guessed he'd be useful.

He grabbed his notes for the next day's show on his way out, shoving them into his backpack as he walked. Apparently some people were attempting to suppress their powers. Not him- he'd learned that suppressing his just made it worse. So he was embracing it and not really using it. Well... except to occasionally annoy people who were being dicks in public. But they deserved it. And it wasn't like he was rendering them unconscious or anything, he was just confusing them and giving them headaches.

Life had somewhat returned to normal as people started to get to grips with their powers. There was still the occasional wildfire or whatever, but they had a pretty good fire department. They were learning to deal with it. Of course, many without powers still thought that they needed to be locked away. People who voiced those opinions in public often got a blast of his powers as well.

He reached the Starbucks they were all meeting in and ordered an Americano, one sugar. His coffee in hand, he took the seat nearest the window and waited.

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Character Portrait: Will Sykes Character Portrait: Emovere Drake Character Portrait: Angelo De Luca Character Portrait: Luciane Crow Character Portrait: Jeremy Winters Character Portrait: Thorran King

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Jeremy Winters:

"Hey, people run around with police radios all the time. Normal Civilians. I just happened to get an upgrade is all. Nothing illegal about upgrades" Jeremy defended himself. Which might have been the end of it, had the women of their group, Luce, not threatened his laptop, though it was jokingly, and then questioned his ability to defend himself. He could defend himself, easily. But that would require a public display of his powers, and/or making things ten times worse for him with the bullies at school.

"No, I didn't walk into anything" he said, as he took the cold drink off his face. Notably, what had looked worn and beat up before had completely healed. "My name is Jeremy Winters, and my power is...well, I think the technical term is Hyper-Cellular Manipulation. It means I can make my cells do anything, heal anything, and even alter their traits, such as hardening skin or becoming lighter. It also means..." he made a sharp bone blade come out of his wrist, and then retracted it back into himself. "...that. Of course, I cant do it for long periods of time, nor can I use more then a few of them at once, among other...annoyances, but they are useful. Too bad I can't stop myself from feeling the pain from a hit still".

He was also lucky his powers did not inflict pain on himself, most of the time anyways. He moved his laptop slightly further away from the woman who made things malfunction. "So, just....don't ask about the injury again, okay? Its gone now anyways" Saying he was avoiding something was an understatement.

"Lets just let everyone else take their turns now...."

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Character Portrait: Will Sykes Character Portrait: Emovere Drake Character Portrait: Angelo De Luca Character Portrait: Luciane Crow Character Portrait: Jeremy Winters Character Portrait: Thorran King

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As Angelo sat there, listening to all of the introductions and small conversation between the high school kid and the elementary student he just smirked a bit. The two of them definitely had a bit of personality to them, that was for sure. Though the one thought that kept coming to mind was why he was even told to be here. If it were up to him he wouldn't have, it's not like he had any powers to begin with so part of him felt a bit left out. But with a sigh he started to speak.

"I'm Angelo De Luca and I honestly don't have any clue why I'm here. I was told by one of my co-workers that I should come to this meeting...even though I don't have any powers or anything. I'm just a normal paramedic with a normal life," he explained before taking a sip from his coffee.

Angelo glanced around the table, once again observing each and every person in the small group. He hoped he hadn't intruded in anything he wasn't supposed to be aware of. But part of him had a feeling that his co-worker was right, maybe they would need a paramedic...and a doctor, he thought to himself as he glanced over at Emovere once again.

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Character Portrait: Will Sykes Character Portrait: Emovere Drake Character Portrait: Angelo De Luca Character Portrait: Luciane Crow Character Portrait: Thorran King

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Will didn't say anything, choosing to listen to them. They certainly had a good mix of people and abilities. One girl appeared to be almost in shock. Not that he could blame her, after seeing that kid, Jeremy, make bones come out of his wrist and learning that he was monitoring police scanners. The fact that the soldier guy could also turn into a mouse was somewhat shocking. It was only at his comment about Will's power that Will reacted, smirking a little.

"Nah- think of it more like white noise, but... painful," he said. At least, he experienced white noise for those few seconds when he was using his power. Glancing at the paler girl, he cleared his throat. "So... I'm not really sure where we're going with this. Has anybody seen or heard anything strange?" He reconsidered his phrasing. Lots of strange things had been happening recently. "Stranger than usual? Anything that could be an indication of what's happening that people are dying? I work on... a radio show and I've heard of some weird things. Nothing that's of any use, I mean, it's hard to distinguish what's weird and what's weird."

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Character Portrait: Will Sykes Character Portrait: Emovere Drake Character Portrait: Angelo De Luca Character Portrait: Luciane Crow Character Portrait: Thorran King

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Jeremy Winters:

As Jeremy listened to all the others powers and skills and what not, he then completely lost track as soon as will mentioned 'Stranger then usual'. It was because he immediately had something come to mind. His mom's disappearance. It had been labled a kidnapping at least, because of the strangeness of the disappearance. She had disappeared right after leaving work. Well, leaving is the wrong word. She had just finished for the day, and the camera saw her heading towards the exit...and that is the last seen of her. The camera on the exit does not see her leave, and it wasn't sabotaged or hacked or anything, and the camera that saw her last never saw her head back. There is a single hallway in the blindspot between those two cameras, and no other exits for her to use. She just disappeared in that hallway, with no reason or explanation. The only reason he did not bring it up recently because it was personal.

So instead, he responded with a slight sarcastic voice. He also displayed three different tells that he was hiding something, but whether people noticed them he did not know. "Stranger then getting super powers, people dropping dead, and random natural events of a chaotic nature all after a meteor that people thought might take out the planet did not?" And then, it turned out he did not need any additional pressure. "Well, there is one thing...its just...its kinda personal...not good with personal, okay, but it might be something. My mom....she just disappeared....its kinda complicated..."

He then proceeded to explain the whole situation, including the camera thing, and how she seemed to just literally disappear. "I don't know, maybe there is just some other thing or maybe the cameras were just manipulated so well and she was kidnapped normally, it just....well, what makes it weird is that she didn't drop dead. She just disappeared, without a trace. There have been a few other cases, but none had those factors that made it super weird. THey had suggestions that they were the same, but there were no cameras, or obvious other ways of getting out unseen. I just figured, since they disappeared instead of being dead, or at least my mom seemed to literally disappear, it might be something. It is....kind of why I went looking for a group like this in the first place..."

he was now really hoping they did not just think he was crazy or wrong or something.

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Character Portrait: Will Sykes Character Portrait: Emovere Drake Character Portrait: Angelo De Luca Character Portrait: Luciane Crow Character Portrait: Jeremy Winters Character Portrait: Thorran King

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Emmy listened to everyone introducing themselves and their powers. Will, the 'leader', had some sort of mind power as well. When the big guy, Thorran, shied away from mind control, she smiled wryly. It seemed like he would be pretty easy to get to- not only was his power becoming a mouse, he seemed very uncomfortable with her abilities. Emmy blinked, pulling herself out of a haze. Was she seriously planning the demise of these strangers? Glancing up to the conversation again, she noticed that someone familiar was sitting next to her. Angelo! His name popped into her head, and she looked away, realizing she was probably staring. Sipping on her drink, she decided to introduce herself along with the others.

"I'm Emovere Drake, doctor. My special power is mind control, of a sort, but I'd much prefer you to call it Emotional Tampering. That's more correct, and it has a nice ring to it." Faking a smile, Emovere hoped she hadn't said anything too controlling or embarrassing or- she cut her mental rambling off to listen to Will, who was speaking up again. Anything strange? Nothing stranger than that Show Pony talking about zombies. Wait, didn't Will work on a radio station? She made a mental note to ask about it.

Her mind cut to a patient they'd had only yesterday, a young man whose mind seemed to be a bit off. He had had to be bound to the bed after he kept trying to hypnotize the doctors and other patients to do who-knows-what. Startled by the similarity to her power, Emmy mostly steered clear of the guy and hadn't heard much about him since. Shaking off a concerned expression and trying to regain her bearings, she figured she ought to mention it.

"Well, people die every day in the hospital, no matter what we use. There was also a guy with powers like us, hypnosis I think, but he was a little..." she bit her lip and twirled her finger around her temple. "By the way, Will, do you happen to know Show Pony? I heard you mention working at a radio station."

Emovere wondered how badly she could screw up in saving the world and sat back in her chair.