Full Name: "The name's Sprouse."
Sprouse Evans

Nickname: "Livewire, when I'm on-duty."
Livewire

Gender: "Trouble with your eyes? Should I show you something to prove that I'm a guy? Heheh."
Male

Age: "Almost not a teen. Guess you found me in time."
19

Height: "I'm not a tree, nor am I a stump."
5'9"

Weight: "175 pounds of ass-kicking muscle."
175 lbs



Distinguishing Features: "Besides my handsome face? I guess my eyes count."
Sprouse's eyes glow an ethereal blue.

Costume/Equipment: "I wear my suit, day in and day out."
As seen in the picture above.

Motto/Catch Phrase: "Shock and awed!"

Personality: "So ya wanna hear a bit about me, eh? I guess I've got time to spare."

Sprouse is typically seen as cocky, sarcastic and immature, throwing off jokes and wisecracks at a moments notice without delay, even in the face of great danger. He is very outgoing and can make friends almost instantly with his cool tone and warm smile. But at the same time, Sprouse isn't the definition of good anymore - he was a criminal, and now he's reluctant to accept this role as a superhero, so he'll actually get flustered if you point out a good deed he did. Even still, he enjoys such gratitude deep down.....while he's stealing something of yours. Even in Titan Tower, it feels strange to him not to steal, and he might take things temporarily to sate this feeling.

Evans doesn't look for a fight, but is not afraid to get into one, and can easily be provoked if someone knows the right buttons to press. His long time alone has left some of his manners to be retaught, so eating with him or other activities may not be as enjoyable as some would like. He naturally likes to hang out somewhere away from 'traffic' when he wants to be alone, but can also be seen around anyone else, socializing (or attempting to).

Likes: "It takes a sense of humor, games and pizza to entertain me. I'm a simple man."



Dislikes: "I prefer to stay happy, so these things I'm about to tell you about you should remember... and avoid."



Fears: "I'll pass again, but that's because I fear nothing."



Weaknesses: "For some reason, I think I'll pass on telling you that..."

Water:
Sprouse cannot swim, or he'll risk shorting out and fainting, then subsequently drowning. Though taking a bath or a shower doesn't seem to cause pain, if he were to fall into a pool, he would need to be saved himself.

Blackouts:
Actually, this refers to any place where there isn't electricity immediately nearby. Sprouse, being sensative and dependent on such a utility, needs to recharge every now and then, and if unable to, he'll grow weak. Another problem with this, is that areas like that (such as the woods) where no electricity is present, he'll develop headaches.

- Any EMP-like effect will also stun him.

Priorities:
Sprouse wants to find out what happened to that magical spacerock that killed his family, changed his life, and disappeared from any newpaper or shows in the world so much that upon finding a lead about the rock, he'll venture off without second thought, regardless of what others might say. The worst thing is - he doesn't tell others anything about how his parents died, so nobody would really know what he's looking for.




Species: "I'm a monkey, what do you think?"
Human

Powers: "Need I remind you? Guess my puns weren't obvious enough."

Electromastery - Sprouse has a deep connection with Electricity and Lightning, able to harness and manipulate it as he wills. This takes many forms, all of which I've stolen from the game Infamous revolve around the element, such as bolts escaping from his hands, jolting objects he comes into physical contact with, and stealing or giving electrical energy to something he touches. These abilities either increase or decrease in power depending on whether or not he's recharged lately. It should be noted that this gives him an immunity to any electrical-based attacks.

Static-Stepping - Evans has not yet mastered this ability to its fullest potential, but the basis is that he loses physical form for a brief period and may move around as a bolt of lightning. Because he cannot sustain this form for longer than a second or two at most (currently), it's really only used to dash around - his main means of transportation, since he can easily use it in succession without much problem.

Magnetism - Though not to an insanely heavy degree, objects made from metal may be attracted or repelled form Sprouse. Again, he has not entirely mastered this ability, but he has trained himself to use it to a better degree. It's used mainly to deflect bullets or other projectiles, which has kept him alive for a while.

Skills: "I don't need powers to beat up most of the trash that runs around on the streets."

Tae-Kwon-Do - A martial art which places high emphasis on kicking. Sprouse learned it when he was younger, and managed to earn a blackbelt.

Parkour - Another martial art. It is used to scale buildings or obstacles without the use of his powers, though easily able to be mixed in with his static-stepping. He taught himself during his days as a street-rat.

Pickpocketing - If there's something in your pocket and Sprouse wants it, try not be surprised that he'll have it in his hands, even if you're interacting with him. The years that he has lived off of stealing has perfected this to an art. Not to mention that if it's made of metal, he can use his ability to move it without touching it.

Arch Nemesis: "None.... yet."
None, at the moment.

Family: "...Lets talk about something else, shall we?"
Mother and father are deceased.

History: "More about me? I've been a superhero since a while. There. That's all you're gettin'."

Sprouse had been a simple child who wore his bright outlook on life on his face. The definition of kindness, Sprouse loved to make people smile and laugh and had a clean record - even as a toddler. His parents adored the child they bore, and he loved them with all of his small heart.

In academics, he was average, never really sticking out. His shining trait was always a warm smile which many would compare to the sun in brilliance. It would only get brighter when he told people what he wanted to be when he grew up:

A superhero.

It was cute for the first few years of his life, but as he grew, he never discarded the idea like many people did growing up. He admired the Teen Titans, back when they were a thing. Their bravery, and how they could save anyone always inspired him - a normal boy with no powers. He would soon get over that when he entered his teenage years. Such things were meaningless for those without any way to protect someone. He opted to at least learn basic martial arts to protect himself. There was no way he would be as good as Robin.

And then something terrible happened.

Something not of this Earth fell from space. It was a rock, glowing a light-blue and sparking with a divine-like lightning. There was something strange about this rock. Strange and powerful. But falling is not all it did.

No, if only.

It crashed.

Crashed right into a populated supermarket, and obliterated everyone inside, with the sole exception of Sprouse. All those men, woman, children..... and his parents had all died within a bright flash of blue, leaving ashes in their wake. But him? No, he was thrown viciously from the site like a ragdoll, and would not awake with any memory of who he was or where he was for the next two months. For two months he was nameless. Just a person who suffered head-splitting headaches and knew no friends nor family, or who he himself was. He does not remember how he survived for that long. He just did. And when he finally regained his memories of the kind, young man he was, he had no use for those memories.

Now he was a 'street rat' as many called him. His home was an abandoned shack closer to the edge of the city, which he eventually made bearable by all the things he had 'liberated' from stores and such. He didn't turn evil, it's just that he needed to survive, but had no money or job to do so, so stealing became something he thrived on. Convenience stores and pockets were his ripest and most often picks, so he was never wanted for an outrageous crime, like robbing a bank or something, and there was still good in him; he made it a point not to harm anyone seriously, especially innocents who couldn't do anything to harm him in the first place.

Soon his powers began to develop, aiding him in his ventures. It used to be all he could do to power up a simple lightbulb by touch, but now he could do so without effort, nor physical contact. He grew in power and soon, grew in taste. But the good, young man was still inside of him somewhere that prevented him from stealing from the poor or the innocent, so he turned his eyes on criminals. They wouldn't need anything, and he had no family left to threaten. Obviously, said crimelord was... unhappy at losing items that belonged to him, and a 'war' between him and the lord raged, out of the public's eye. But, surprisingly, with the use of his powers, Sprouse caught the man and turned him in, staying no longer than to ensure the man's arrest before leaving the scenes.

Though at this point, he thought himself to only be a petty criminal, whether he knew it or not, the fact he continued doing events similar to this had made his old dream come true; the orphan who had been surviving on the streets for years finally became that which he wanted to most -

A superhero.

Other: "Lets get this show on the road and go, Titans!"