Joon; Avian.

General Information

Name:
Joon.

Age:
18

Residence:
No home, Joon is always moving.

Family:
Orphan.

Weapons:
He prefers to just use his powers and wings.

Powers?
Yes.

Companion?
None; only himself.

Features:
No real special features, 'cept that he changes his hair often.

Image:

Spoiler:

Hair:

Joon's hair goes to just above the half-way point on the back of his neck. It's a soft brown, very layered, with strains of a lighter brown within. He most commonly has his hair a little wavy, never curly.


Eyes:

Brown, but so dark it looks like it's black with a soft spark in his eyes.


Wings:

Shaped similar a Black Dovekie, however, having the DNA of a Falcon; fierce with keen eyesight. His wings are large, twelve or so feet long but are portioned right with his tall body. They are all black, but the bottom tips are pure white.

Body:

Joon seems lazy, like a regular teen, but is actually really muscular. He has strong abs, and likes to rub them in occasionally, also having well strong arms though they don't seem too buff judging by his outside appearance if you just glanced at him. Joon is skinny but fit, and about 6' even.

Clothing:

Joon wears a white tank-like shirt, and over that is a black jacket looking like a vest because it is sleeveless. On the back, are two long ripped lines representing where his wings first came through out of him. He wears this often, as well as a tan jacket and plain black t-shirt with regular jeans for both, the bottom hem ripped from them being too long.


Other:

A scar on his shoulder, from having a run in with an Eraser. The scar merely looks like a long scratch. On his left wrist is a small, not very noticable code. It's what seems to be a few numbers, as if he was tested in a lab. Joon, however, does not know the origin of this unique mark.


Abilities and Personality:

Special Powers:

Joon has only two major abilities of him. One is the ability to create strong gusts of wind with his wings, able to create small sand storms and able to push back his target a bit. The second one is being able to see far distances away, seeing what's coming ahead.

Natural Talents:

Hand-to-hand combat, though he likes to use his powers more. Also being unoticable, or what he likes to call 'easily ignored because he is young.'

Personality:

Joon comes off lazy, not liking confrontation.
He doesn't seem very supportive or active, but shows it in his own way and does care. He can be loud and come off arrogant, but means well. Joon also isn't afraid to speak, telling you exactly what's on his mind. He loves to brag and can be extremely random, also caring about his fashion.

When Joon interactons with another person, for an example a person who makes a mistake, he will automatically saying that he did something wrong and help that person try to make things better. Once he starts something or becomes a friend with someone, he's always there when needed and continues to try his best to becomed welcomed. (Thought he hates to admit it.)

Joon also utterly hates it when he is wrong, always denying it. He also dislikes learning or even learning anything new to him, liking the way things are and prefering not to learn. (Joon hates anything that has to do with education as well, even though he is really smart with certain skills.)

Strengths:

His will to continue on. Joon has been in many fights and alone, but he always wants to move forward, never looking back. He has strong determination. Another one of his strengths is that he very caring towards his friend(s).

Weaknesses:

Joon's arrogance and bragging tends to get him trouble. He is also too cocky at times and ends up making mistakes, though trying hard to fix the problem. He can also though, easily be tricked even though Falcons are usually more of the hunters and not prey.

Likes:

+ Clothes.
+ His Hair.
+ His Abs.
+ Feeling the wind rush in his hair in flight.
+ To have a decent conversation with someone.
+ Piano.

Dislikes:

+ When his hair is messed up.
+ Being alone.
+ Getting into too many fights.
+ Anything that has to do with learning.
+ Cooking.
+ Confrontation.


Catch Phrase:

"... What the hell is that?" or "Aaaaaiish!" (Prefering to say that instead of swearing some times.)
As well as, "*pulls up his shirt and admires his abs in a mirror*." (( XDDD ))
and "Dude, was your DNA a chicken?!"


History:

Joon wasn't always arrogant; wasn't always strong. He lived his life peaceful with his family, a mother.. father, and a little sister whom he loved. But then the world began to change, everything becoming different. His world went black.

Then he woke up, in the middle of no where with nothing but a backpack. It was really like he was left for dead.

He was alone, no family or friends around him.. Not even a building. It was a completely unknown area, with only one person there; him. That's where Joon discovered he had wings, and powers no ordinary human has. He didn't take the difference too well, actually freaking out when he discovered he had wings. It took time for him to except that the world he knew was gone, and that he had to live a different life. He noticed a few numbers in a lined neatly on his left wrist, completely unknown of where it came from. And within the backpack, he found a picture of his family, a few clothes, a bag of chips, and a piece of broken glass which he now uses as a mirror.

Joon now just wanders around, using his far sight to see anyone he can find.. He prefers to stop talking with himself, so he travels often and never stays in the same place.

Roleplay Sample:

Joon stared in what seemed like space for a moment, actually using his ability to look far off into the distance. He was sitting cross-legged, completely serious until a Perice sprouted out from the ground. Joon lost all concentration and suddenly stared at the rodent, "What the hell.." It fully came out of the ground, suddenly medium-sized which is much bigger than Joon imagined, "Aaaaaaissh! That's a b-b-big thing.." He shot up and looked down at it, it looking back up at him, "What do you want?!" The rodent just blinked at him, cocking its head slightly. "Get lost." It stared at him more, then suddenly bit his leg. "GAAAAH! STUUUU-PID!" He kicked it, and then spread his wings. Joon's large black wings seemed to give a soft shine in the sunlight; the Perice then going back underground.

"That's right, fear my wings you little runt. Might as well fear my abs too!" Joon mocked his 'opponent' and lifted up his shirt, revealing his abs. He thought a moment and consider how stupid he would have looked, but not bothering to think about what others may think of him.

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