Post by god on Feb 2, 2007 17:43:12 GMT
Name:
George Oliver Davies
Codename:
G.O.D.
Age:
Older than the hills
Mutation:
George would not go so far to call what he has a mutation. He would call it a gift that he was…created with. On the scale of mutants, he is probably a 100. George can do pretty much what he wants. He can control things like the weather (flood anyone?) but has not used this power for ill will in quite awhile. He has a bit of telekinesis, as in he knows all peoples thoughts. He also creates things. He made a dog from nothing once. It was a cute dog, all brown and white. He can create things from out of nowhere, no need to convert matter from one thing to another. No, he can create matter. He also has pretty good control over the entire universe. He also has a tendency to lend his powers to help those who do his good will. Once, he helped a person stop the sun from going around the world. AND stopped the world from ending at the same time. He is rather strong, but like Beast, tends to gentle and immerses himself in education. Can change appearance at will.
Physical Description:
George Oliver Davies is quite old. (Even he is not sure how old he is.) He has silver white hair that he used to wear long and flowing down his back. Now he tries to wear it a little shorter then that. He has hazel eyes, that often change colors with what he is wearing, or depending on his mood. Although he looks old, George is in excellent shape. He is tall, he is average height at 6 feet 9 inches. He has a commanding presence
This is a good picture [http://www.gocek.org/christiansymbols/images/kids/god.jpg]
Personality:
Kind and Gentle, though when provoked can be very hostile. Likes children and warm, sunny days. Used to be quite angry, and sometimes tends to get rather emotional when thinking about his past. Great with the younger students, and does not mind helping them with anything they would ask him to. Much like a grandfather figure
Background:
When he was younger, George had many mood swings and had problem controlling his powers. When he got mad, he would sometimes destroy whole cities. George then found peace, with the turn of the his son (I do not intend for his son to some into this board) George learned how to control his temper, and also turned to meditation. Also made a puppy (the brown and white one) and named it Deus. He’s his constant companion. He also began quite scholarly, collecting many books. He is kindly, like an old grandfather, who always has times for the younger students questions and problems. He is quite secretive about his past though. He got bored of being in hiding so he came to the Institute to help the younger student harness their powers, since he has all their powers and learned how to control them.
Current Affiliation
Unaffiliated, but will most likely join the X-Men
Sample:
One day George was sitting underneath a beautiful oak tree. As he looked up through the tall branches and vibrant emerald leaves, George could not help feeling lonely. This tree, he thought, has the other trees around him for company, while the leaves have their brothers and sisters in the treetops. I have no one right now. He sighed and looked down at his hands. His hand were quite large and aged, he traced the wrinkles on the back on his hand up to his elbow while he thought. Then an idea popped into his head.
He clapped his hand together in glee as the idea ran through his massive brain. He closed his eyes and imagine what would make him happy. It was small and fluffy, and had a little pink tongue. As he sat cross-legged, he put his hands up and a small black orb grew between the two aged hands. Slowly the orb took a shape. First the body, small and lean, and then four little legs grew from the body. The head grew next, a small and delicate head with a small snout. Ears hung from the head in a floppy fashion. George’s face screwed up in concentration as he moved his head away from the orb shaped dog. It floated there in the air, waiting to be finished. He smoothed his hands over the black sphere and immediately the color changed from a black to a spotted mixture of brown and white. Next He turned his attention to the face. He crafted deep, intelligent eyes for the puppy, and a wet black nose. Finally his face pinched in, and he looked like he was in great pain, and he snapped his fingers.
The puppy fell to his lap and looked around with its coffee colored eyes, and licked George’s hand. George laughed heartily and pulled the small puppy into an all-encompassing hug. The puppy licked his face greedily, making George laugh harder.
“Now, what to name you?” George said to the creature. Puppy looked up at him expectantly. George looked over the book he had been reading before this creative tangent. He was reading an old Latin book that was his favorite.
“Hmmm. How about Deus?” He asked. Deus barked approvingly. “Well good, now lets go the park” The two trotted away from the giant oak tree and headed to the kelly green plain a few hundred feet down the road.
George Oliver Davies
Codename:
G.O.D.
Age:
Older than the hills
Mutation:
George would not go so far to call what he has a mutation. He would call it a gift that he was…created with. On the scale of mutants, he is probably a 100. George can do pretty much what he wants. He can control things like the weather (flood anyone?) but has not used this power for ill will in quite awhile. He has a bit of telekinesis, as in he knows all peoples thoughts. He also creates things. He made a dog from nothing once. It was a cute dog, all brown and white. He can create things from out of nowhere, no need to convert matter from one thing to another. No, he can create matter. He also has pretty good control over the entire universe. He also has a tendency to lend his powers to help those who do his good will. Once, he helped a person stop the sun from going around the world. AND stopped the world from ending at the same time. He is rather strong, but like Beast, tends to gentle and immerses himself in education. Can change appearance at will.
Physical Description:
George Oliver Davies is quite old. (Even he is not sure how old he is.) He has silver white hair that he used to wear long and flowing down his back. Now he tries to wear it a little shorter then that. He has hazel eyes, that often change colors with what he is wearing, or depending on his mood. Although he looks old, George is in excellent shape. He is tall, he is average height at 6 feet 9 inches. He has a commanding presence
This is a good picture [http://www.gocek.org/christiansymbols/images/kids/god.jpg]
Personality:
Kind and Gentle, though when provoked can be very hostile. Likes children and warm, sunny days. Used to be quite angry, and sometimes tends to get rather emotional when thinking about his past. Great with the younger students, and does not mind helping them with anything they would ask him to. Much like a grandfather figure
Background:
When he was younger, George had many mood swings and had problem controlling his powers. When he got mad, he would sometimes destroy whole cities. George then found peace, with the turn of the his son (I do not intend for his son to some into this board) George learned how to control his temper, and also turned to meditation. Also made a puppy (the brown and white one) and named it Deus. He’s his constant companion. He also began quite scholarly, collecting many books. He is kindly, like an old grandfather, who always has times for the younger students questions and problems. He is quite secretive about his past though. He got bored of being in hiding so he came to the Institute to help the younger student harness their powers, since he has all their powers and learned how to control them.
Current Affiliation
Unaffiliated, but will most likely join the X-Men
Sample:
One day George was sitting underneath a beautiful oak tree. As he looked up through the tall branches and vibrant emerald leaves, George could not help feeling lonely. This tree, he thought, has the other trees around him for company, while the leaves have their brothers and sisters in the treetops. I have no one right now. He sighed and looked down at his hands. His hand were quite large and aged, he traced the wrinkles on the back on his hand up to his elbow while he thought. Then an idea popped into his head.
He clapped his hand together in glee as the idea ran through his massive brain. He closed his eyes and imagine what would make him happy. It was small and fluffy, and had a little pink tongue. As he sat cross-legged, he put his hands up and a small black orb grew between the two aged hands. Slowly the orb took a shape. First the body, small and lean, and then four little legs grew from the body. The head grew next, a small and delicate head with a small snout. Ears hung from the head in a floppy fashion. George’s face screwed up in concentration as he moved his head away from the orb shaped dog. It floated there in the air, waiting to be finished. He smoothed his hands over the black sphere and immediately the color changed from a black to a spotted mixture of brown and white. Next He turned his attention to the face. He crafted deep, intelligent eyes for the puppy, and a wet black nose. Finally his face pinched in, and he looked like he was in great pain, and he snapped his fingers.
The puppy fell to his lap and looked around with its coffee colored eyes, and licked George’s hand. George laughed heartily and pulled the small puppy into an all-encompassing hug. The puppy licked his face greedily, making George laugh harder.
“Now, what to name you?” George said to the creature. Puppy looked up at him expectantly. George looked over the book he had been reading before this creative tangent. He was reading an old Latin book that was his favorite.
“Hmmm. How about Deus?” He asked. Deus barked approvingly. “Well good, now lets go the park” The two trotted away from the giant oak tree and headed to the kelly green plain a few hundred feet down the road.
