Name: Whistler Merning
Age: 20
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Straight
Description: Whistler is a boy of lean muscle and 5'11 His eyes glow with power and his hair is kept short and is black as night. He carries a utility cleaver, a weapon he's carried with him his whole life it's a fixed blade cleaver with a heavier blade and thick handle used as much for fighting as cooking. And his most prized possession is a Pan Pipe, his magical pipe made of fine cherry wood he carries with him at all times.
He's a thief so armor isn't a big thing, but his coat is of a heavier make and offers protection from blades. Under his coat he is usually wearing a dark colored shirt, urban camo pants, and black boots. Lastly he carries lock picks, a compass, penknife, and a necklace from his mother.
Appearance:
Gift: Puppet Master
Abilities Within Gift
Puppet Control: Whistler can use a Gift amplified by a musical pipe to bring carved puppets and sometimes even small dead bodies to life and control them. Each puppet is made of a different material and serves a different purpose. And due to the state of his Gift They can grow form the size of action figures toy to over full grown adult size. Each type of puppet requires a different song and each song takes a few minutes to fire off, but once it is done the puppets stay fully grown and work via his will power until he plays the song again. At his current skill level he can only control three puppets at a time and only after he's played their song.
Wood: His second most common and well-made puppets. They start about one tall and grow to about the size of young children around 4 feet tall. He uses them to scout areas or help him steal stuff. They are finely carved with slightly anime character like features. His mother and him had been working them for about a year before she died in the great event. She had done most of work herself, but Whistler helped out and managed to finish them with crude hair features.
Rock: His "Bruisers" as he calls them. They start at about a foot and a half tall and can grow to about Whistler's size. He uses them to fight people or break down walls and doors. While they are sculpted they look more like weathered statues a few centuries old. They were his first solo creations at around age thirteen, still lonely in a world that seemed bent on killing him he tried to make them as human looking as he could, but his skills were nowhere near his mother's.
Iron: His personal body guard. It starts at about two feet tall and can grow to six feet. It is heavy, powerful, and can withstand a great deal of physical punishment. Like the Rock Puppets it is sculpted, but aside from a pair of eyes and a slit of a mouth it's faces is an unnervingly blank slate. Made just before his eighteenth birthday, he wanted the Iron puppet to be scary looking and menacing rather than friendly. So he went with the barest of dead eyed features.
Quartz: His newest puppet made from pieces of quartz crystal it is fragile to physical attacks but is able to absorb and neutralize many forms of elemental attacks from fire, water, earth, wind, wood, lighting, metal, and some Mind attacks. He did not create it so his control over the Quartz Puppet is iffy, but he found it while exploring some of the ruins of the old Lazarus Institute. It had no determinable features simply a large spherical chunk for it's head, a large rectangle for the body. The creatures arms and legs are cylinders broken up into a hinged "upper" half and a "lower" half. The arms end in three claws sticking out of a sphere and it's feet are simply two large trapezoid shaped chunks. It almost seems like a living creature more than a puppet so once he activates it the thing acts and moves with a strange sentience. And even if he plays the song and "deactivates" it the being simply settles down and seems to just go to sleep rather than completely turning off like his own puppets.
Clay: His first puppets left to him after his mother was killed in the disaster from ten years ago. She had carved them herself and they were perfect replicas of his mother and the man he assumed to be his father. They both looked to be around fifteen or so when he got them at age seven. But the beauty of his mother's power had them age with him once he turned fifteen himself. And as the Clay Puppets aged he saw just how much he looked liked his father. They are only about ten inches tall and do not grow, but they move with a fluidity bordering on life-like. They are his personal safety blankets and at night when he is alone and feeling down he plays their song and they dance all about him making him feel not so alone.
Rank: Alpha
Personality: Whistler is a bit of a brooder. He keeps quiet and guards himself from many interactions. The Brooklyn Bandits are more like a group of people stealing for themselves than a normal family, but a family nonetheless. Still it left scared little kids like Whistler with no parents to become loners on the outside, but desperate for closer companionship on the inside. He's met a lot of kids like him one them a girl close to his own age. He wishes to get close to her, but his own wounded trust keeps him from doing it.
Likes/Dislikes: Likes: Girls, stealing, making music, making puppets, and watching clouds.
Dislikes: The rich, the city, getting caught, and going hungry.
Goals: Live his life in peace and safety far from the hustle and bustle of politics and war.
Faction: EAM
Brief History: Like many in the Brooklyn Bandits Whistler is an orphan, but he wasn't always that way. Never knew his father, but his mother raised him as best she could teaching him about his gift and their family's history.
Whistler was on the path to being a petty thief himself, but his mother was a Puppet Master like him and according to her the Mernings have always had these gifts and many were rich. But only she and him are in New York, the rest of their clan seemed to be dead or far from the big city. She taught him a lot about his Gift and actually helped him carve his first puppets. But that was at age eight, the next day she was in chaos leading up to the Warlock's wars leaving alone him with a necklace, his pan flute, two clay puppets, and two half almost finished wooden ones.
Like many orphaned Gifted children he was forced underground to preserve his life. For two years he lived alone finishing up the wooden puppets and trying to work on his craft. Many adults and older kids had crossed his path with offers of friendship and help, but nearly every time, he was betrayed and wound up packing whatever safe little hole he had found for himself and running off to find a new one. It was during one of these running periods after the Warlock had destroyed most of the city that he found a devastated group of scavengers fleeing the destruction and riots still burning through the city. They were led by a foul-mouthed red-headed woman, a wild looking Native American man, and a brown-headed white man who couldn't care less that a young kid was hearing a string of very colorful curses in a few different languages. Still...trailing behind the trio were kids like him as well as wounded adults. At first he was ready to run, but it had been nearly three days since he had eaten and the Indian offered him some canned meat to eat with a promise of protection. Whistler had heard this line many times before, but the others kids didn't seem abused or betrayed so he gave the group a chance he was ten now.
Soon there after the Indian man left, saying he was needed elsewhere. This left the other two affectionately called Red Jenny and Squirrel by the others in charge of twenty refugees with nearly half of that number being kids. They groused and gripped about it, but soon accepted their lot becoming surrogate parents to Whistler and the others. The group wandered through the ruins stealing and living on what they could. The wounded adults who didn't die left the group as soon as they were well-enough to. Though the kids still saw them coming around to speak with Jenny and Squirrel. Their numbers grew and so did their network of "friends" Red Jenny soon began calling the group the Brooklyn Bandits. It wasn't an easy life, but it was one where he had his own room and didn't have to worry about being kidnapped from his bed while he slept. Jenny and Squirrel took to the kids reluctantly at first, but soon became teachers as well as parents. Showing each kid the range of skills they would need to survive, Scarlet's quick and Thievery skills meshed well with John's almost militaristic recon and combat skills. And eventually the Brooklyn Bandits, many times just called the BB's became a well-oiled group rebuilding what once was. And at the front was Whistler doing his thing and acting as a big brother to the younger kids even when Scarlet and John had their own actual kids. Twins both with wild Gifts like someone had tossed both Jenny's and Squrrel's powers into a pot to see what came out. Now they are fourteen and still look up to him like a big brother. But some of the tendrils of the BBs have turned off the path of simply thieving and surviving and became entwined in radicals groups namely the NNRM and the EAM. For years Red Jenny and Squirrel told the kids that left the group to avoid politics and picking sides because that's what fucked the world up the last time.
But when desperate and pushed people do crazy things, now in an attempt to bring some of his brothers and sisters back to the BBs he has joined EAM since they seemed like the less psychotic group of the two.
I have read and understand the rules.
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Originally Posted by DannyPhantom
time limit for suppress......
I am eager to see this second character take form.
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