Darwin Han (face claim: John Cho)AGE:
Asian male, a little on the thin, lean side. He's about 5'11" (about 1.8 meters) and tends to wear button down shirts with jeans. He doesn't style his hair and often forgets about it, but somehow, whenever he wakes up, his hair always looks right. That doesn't mean it looks the same, just that it fits on his head.ORIENTATION:
Single. Had a few regrettable incidents in college, especially near the end of his school career, and he's trying to forget about those.TYPE:
Popular Nerd (Chemistry)POWER THEME:
Gravity: The name is misleading. It isn't that he can actually manipulate gravity, it's that he can manipulate the density and thus the mass of his own body, as well as anything he touches. He can change the mass by up to a factor of ten, at first, so from .1x to 10x the original density. The results of this are underwhelming at first; he can lift what appear to be very heavy objects without much effort. It doesn't seem like much, really.
That is, until you realize F=ma. If density and thus mass go down, a similar force results in a far higher acceleration. The same jump that propelled him towards a basketball hoop can now send him flying across the breadth of the school. Lowering the mass of an object makes it far easier to push and throw as well. On the other hand, he can increase density to make his own body nigh unmovable by another force, though doing so paralyzes him in a way as well, as he becomes unable to move his own body.CHARACTER FLAW:
He's not actually any stronger or weaker while using the ability. This doesn't just apply to the amount of force he can apply, but also to the actual sturdiness of his body. Just because he can jump super high doesn't mean bones won't shatter on impact if he lands really hard. There's also an effective range on his ability. Anything over two feet away, no matter how he's in contact with it, cannot be affected by his ability.
Furthermore, he cannot simply "remove" or "add" density. He actually has to "transfer" it. Unfortunately, due to the fact that he can only focus the controlled part of the power in his hands, the secondary transfer occurs randomly on his body. With practice, he may be able to focus it in one part of his body so the transfer can occur to something he wants it to go too, but most of the time, it'll just go down the path of "least resistance", which means it'll go where the change matters least (to the largest thing possible). Usually this means it goes to the Earth, but if he's not in direct contact with the ground, this can become more complicated.
It's also not an instantaneous ability. A density drain takes up to thirty seconds to take place, depending on how much he wants to alter it. The ability doesn't tire him out directly so he can theoretically keep it continuing with conscious attention provided he stays in contact with whatever he's removing density from as well as the ground. However, once he stops being in contact with either the object of attention or the density sink, the effect of his power wears off. It lasts about , regardless of how much the density was altered.BIOGRAPHY:
As a first generation American citizen with parents from the rural area of the Szechuan province, Darwin always had a lot of pressure on him to do well. His parents, infused with the entrepreneur spirit that America embodies so well, went from working in a restaurant (his father) and being a secretary at a car dealership (his mother) to owning a restaurant and being a lead salesperson, respectively. They did not expect anything less than the best from their boy, and put him through all sorts of trials and tribulations, from learning three instruments to taking SAT prep in middle school. Through it all, Darwin suffered silently, making what friends he could. Unfortunately for his parents, their little seedling did not grow into the prodigy they hoped, but he turned out all right. Acceptable.
He made it into a pretty good school, not the Ivy League his parents had hoped for, but a good UC, UCSD. There, he started off along the premedical track, only to drop out of it, resulting in a rather strained relationship with his parents. Still, he wasn't so suicidal as to change his major to where he wanted to be, in the humanities department. Instead, he stuck it through with chemistry, which made his parents proud enough, especially once they heard about his ideas of becoming a professor eventually. Lacking too much experience in research and teaching, however, he returned to the suburbs of New York where his parents lived. With their aid and a few strings pulled, he landed a pretty cushy job as the lab TA for chemistry in Major Malcolm Wheeler-Nicholson High School.
He's just trying to find his place in life, and this...well, it doesn't seem bad.Miscellaneous:
College really opened his mind to a lot of things. He got hard into video gaming, League of Legends especially, which was part of the reason he dropped out of the intense premed race. It's not something his parents are ever going to find out. He's also dabbled a little in bondage, going to some clubs near the school while in college, but he never managed to go as far as he wanted in his exploration, and he doesn't dare try it at home. He's also explored a little into the BBoy scene; ask him and maybe he'll show a few moves. He does like to move his body and dance, after all, though he'll never admit it.
He volunteer tutors at a nearby middle school on MWF when he's not doing technical lab things or setting up demonstrations or holding TA hours. He's very much a cat person, and would get more than the two cats his family has if he could.THEME SONG: Dream Synopsis - The Last Shadow Puppets
It was dark here, though not dark enough. Darwin's heart pounded in his chest as his fingers clutched blindly at the cloth, squeezing it tight as he stared. A soft hand fell on his shoulder and gave him a gentle squeeze. "Don't sweat it." The voice in his ear was familiar, belonging to a girl who looked to be half his size yet had twice his courage. He glanced down at her, chuckling lightly at the cheekily backwards baseball cap on her head. He'd recognized the get-up, of course, but seeing this Dean's List student in a borderline slutty K-pop outfit would never get old.
"We've rehearsed this. You'll do fine. Just think about how much pussy you're going to get after they see you move your hips." she whispered conspiratorially.
He sputtered, his fingers tugging harder at the curtain. The stage crew guy gave him a warning glance. The bright stage lights dimmed as he tried to make a reply while the lion dance performers pushed past them. "That's not...I mean..."
A short punch to his shoulder shut him up quite fast. This was not a girl to antagonize. He had seen her do martial arts. "You'll be fine, is what I'm trying to say." Her teeth gleamed as she smiled at him in the dimmed theater lights. "Now move! It's almost time..."
She rushed out just as the music played, in time with the other girls. "I got it from my daddy..."
For about a minute, he simply stood there stiffly, praying with half his mind, scrambling with the other. Would he remember it all? Would he trip up? Would he...
"I got it from my daddy! I got it from my daddy! I got it got it...Hey, where'd you get that body from?"
Thinking no more, Darwin hurled himself into a cartwheel on stage, jumping into a standing position after two full rotations. And though it may not have been his goal in the beginning, the hip pops were, indeed, the kind to "get pussy".