*Insert grinning face here* *Turns around* *Sees angry mob* ~flee~ Ahhhh! I'm sorry!
Name: Hibi Rain
Age: 12
Skin Color: Light
Eye color: Green-ish blue
Hair: Short and occasionally messy, blonde
Civvies: Green jacket, or T-shirt, black cargo pants
Costume: (See picture)
Weapons: Two small pistols which feu an infinite amount of small thorns that slow down response time; a slingshot with toxic bombs
Powers: Earth-based powers. Hibi can instantly grow any plant anywhere with soil, manipulate all plants, travel through the roots of plants and soil from location to another quickly, and morph himself into any plant. He can also summon small earthquakes and control small amounts of land.
Skills: Very fast response time, increased senses, very good at predictions and guesses.
Weaknesses: Fire, Loud sounds
History: His birth was in vain. Created par the powers of Pan, the Greek god of the wild, he was born for the sole reason of protecting a dying rain-forest. Unfortunately, Pan neglected his age, and he was too young to defend his home. Unable to do anything but see his accueil cut down, he wandered until he met Poison Ivy, who took him in and helped him to develop powers over plants. But, after finding out Ivy's true intentions, he ran away, and eventually found Lychan and Richi in the forest. They took him in, and he looks up to them as a mother and father.
Personality: Surprisingly very warm to others. Eager to make friends, he'll always help a friend in need, whether they want it ou not.
Note: He is distrusting of people with fire-based powers, and his ears are sensitive to loud sounds.
((He's not going to have an RP account unless people want him to. Otherwise, he'll only be in articles.))
Name: Hibi Rain
Age: 12
Skin Color: Light
Eye color: Green-ish blue
Hair: Short and occasionally messy, blonde
Civvies: Green jacket, or T-shirt, black cargo pants
Costume: (See picture)
Weapons: Two small pistols which feu an infinite amount of small thorns that slow down response time; a slingshot with toxic bombs
Powers: Earth-based powers. Hibi can instantly grow any plant anywhere with soil, manipulate all plants, travel through the roots of plants and soil from location to another quickly, and morph himself into any plant. He can also summon small earthquakes and control small amounts of land.
Skills: Very fast response time, increased senses, very good at predictions and guesses.
Weaknesses: Fire, Loud sounds
History: His birth was in vain. Created par the powers of Pan, the Greek god of the wild, he was born for the sole reason of protecting a dying rain-forest. Unfortunately, Pan neglected his age, and he was too young to defend his home. Unable to do anything but see his accueil cut down, he wandered until he met Poison Ivy, who took him in and helped him to develop powers over plants. But, after finding out Ivy's true intentions, he ran away, and eventually found Lychan and Richi in the forest. They took him in, and he looks up to them as a mother and father.
Personality: Surprisingly very warm to others. Eager to make friends, he'll always help a friend in need, whether they want it ou not.
Note: He is distrusting of people with fire-based powers, and his ears are sensitive to loud sounds.
((He's not going to have an RP account unless people want him to. Otherwise, he'll only be in articles.))
Random poem/anthem thingy. Came up with it on the bus ride home. Sowwy if it sucks
Our time is limited. Rarely do we see the end, my friend.
For our time will come when we can no longer fight the beast,
On our souls it shall feast.
But we fight to live, live to fight,
Refuse to take flight,
For the time we can.
Underestimation,
Pain mistaken.
Never shall we surrender.
Never will we give into the fright.
Never shall we go gentle into the night.
Creds to Dylan Thomas for that last line!
Our time is limited. Rarely do we see the end, my friend.
For our time will come when we can no longer fight the beast,
On our souls it shall feast.
But we fight to live, live to fight,
Refuse to take flight,
For the time we can.
Underestimation,
Pain mistaken.
Never shall we surrender.
Never will we give into the fright.
Never shall we go gentle into the night.
Creds to Dylan Thomas for that last line!