[Mutant] Dorian Mourey

[dorian]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width, 500px] [atrb=style,border-top: 10px solid #4477aa;background-color: #222222;] DORIAN MOUREY TWENTY FIVE ✖ MALE ✖ BISEXUAL ✖ MUTANT ✖Power/Ability IDENTITY THEFT – Dorian is able to adopt someone else’s appearance and physical properties by touching that person. The transformation takes around a minute and can last at maximum two hours after which he returns to his normal appearance. He can reverse the transformation earlier by choice. When he changes to someone else what he copies is the physical aspects only, his clothes remaining the same. As the other person, he gains their physical strengths and weaknesses (strength, dexterity, reflexes, bad eyesight, etc) but this does not apply to mutants. If he steals the physical appearance of another mutant he doesn’t gain their mutant abilities, the structure of his DNA remaining the same. If he wishes to extend the transformation past two hours, he has to “recharge” it by touching the person again. He can’t perform any sort of transformation without coming into contact with the person. The longer he stays transformed into someone else the more their main personality traits influence his own character. For example, if he turns into someone who’s incredibly violent by nature, he’ll start experiencing the influence of that trait if he passes the two hours of identity retention. Staying as someone else for days, weeks or more could have deconstructive effects on his personality and/or make him experience something akin to multiple personality disorder for a while after returning to his own self. The longer the period of identity retention, the longer the recovery time. It’s theoretically possible that he could turn into animals he touches as well, but he’s never tried it for fear of consequences. Others: - Acting. (He’s an actor by profession and his personality is fragmented and multifaceted enough that he literally manages to believe some of his lies when saying them, thus sometimes annulling the physical manifestations of uttering untruth). - Kick-boxing (He took it up during highschool and continues to train on occasion to this day. Although he’s not a spectacular combatant, he’s not defenseless either). - Knows how to shoot a gun. His aim isn’t perfect. - Knows some magic tricks. Weaknesses: - Easily overpowered by strong opponents. - Isn’t good with puzzles, can’t solve one to save his life and likely will fall into even the rookiest of traps, bar the outright blatant. - Practically suffers from ADHD. - Can barely do sums well enough to handle shopping, hates working with numbers. - Average when it comes to speed. - Reckless reckless reckless. ✖ Personality Dorian is the dramatic spirit of the stage personified. Passionate, exuberant and thoroughly flamboyant, he purposefully stands out in any circumstance. Expressive and impulsively so to the point of excess, he’s a developing show, living theatrically, reacting dramatically and overall giving color to any situation he finds himself in. Nonconventional and open-minded, there are few things he wouldn’t try and even fewer that could surprise him. Points to people who show him / make him experience something he’s never even imagined before. He considers people based on a personal fun-potential scale, the higher the rank the more he’ll pursue interacting with them. He sometimes develops obsessions on people he finds interesting in one way or another and his ardent interest doesn’t burn quietly in some forgotten corner of his spirit, instead turning into active stalking, approach and pestering (in the circumstance where they don’t actually want him around). Dorian doesn’t understand the meaning of the word “No” so it’s really hard to get rid of him once his interest has been sparked. Confident to the point of self-worship, he’s not easy to discourage. Essentially a people pleaser, he isn’t very hard to manipulate, so long as you at least throw in some flattery and treat him nice. The moment his interest fades marks the moment he stops caring about the impression he gives and he becomes beyond any influence. His attention span for anything isn’t incredibly extensive and he prefers keeping active, quickly bored with static activities. The redhead redefines the meaning of party animal, fiendishly uninhibited in the club during his interaction with others. There haven’t been many instances of him waking up the next day after party in reasonable positions and states of dress. There’s basically no difference between drunken Dorian and the sober one. Generally quite allowing for his every desire and unafraid to express himself, there’s very little to come to surface when conscious control slackens. The only people who change dramatically when drunk are those who deny themselves their natural conduct and Dorian can be accused of the opposite of that. Reckless, rash and direct, he finds himself offending people often and getting into trouble just as much. A natural thrill seeker he’s not really keen on subtlety and gradualness. People who are slow to warm to others, are quiet, and essentially shy away from extensive familiarity when it comes quickly raise different reactions in him, depending on his mood at the moment. He can either take their attitude as a challenge or simply lose patience and move on. When he’s up for the challenge he’ll be as thorough and attentive as a devil trying to convince someone to sign a contract, while when he chooses to just drop it he’ll be rude and immediate. Dorian has a taste for verbal conflict. Sometimes he may provoke someone just for the fun of it. On a darker note, he’s vengeful if wronged and can get carried away with his revenge, which is rarely physical but “political.” He holds the government in a deep dark place in his heart, finding their abduction of innocent teens detestable. Rather sadistic, he wouldn’t be beyond torturing known offenders, be it socially, emotionally or even physically. At worst, he’s even killed a few people and he was terrified and thrilled by what he felt. This is perhaps the deepest, dirties part of his personality and the only aspect of it he actually tempers. His forceful, devilishly charming attitude is influenced heavily by it. He invests himself emotionally in a masochistic way. He’s quick to trust others, fast to offer his affection and support. To him, there’s something infinitely fascinating about suffering and he leaps into potential disastrous situations with abandon, relishing the tragedy as much as the actual attachment. However, he’s never cared about anyone with every fiber of his being and he’s swaying between wondering if he’s incapable of deep feeling or just hasn’t come across the right person yet. All of his attachments have been temporary, fleeting things, just like a play. He’s always quick to slip into role and just as swift in exiting it. So far he’s never regretted leaving nor losing anyone, be it friend or lover, except for the man he considered as close to a father as he had ever had – Rambart. Being nostalgic about his past relationships is something rare. Multi-faceted as a diamond, he spreads over a wide variety of roles and characters. He likes to be anything and everything and he sinks into the spirit of his interpretation so fully it sometimes leaves him dubious about the true essence of his own persona. Deep down he’s a lost soul, unsure who he is, not all that certain what he lives for, but doing it theatrically anyhow. ✖ History Orphaned at birth through abandonment, Dorian has been from foster home to foster home. His first family was relatively pleasant, if not too interested in him and leaving him to his own devices so long as he didn’t make trouble for them. They were poor and accepted to keep him as temporary placement for a while, spurred on by the money they were receiving for it. Mostly ignored but materially provided for enough, he amused himself with his friends, not exactly coming to learn what it’s like to depend emotionally on adults. Regardless, what attention he lacked from his “parents” he made up for in the rest of his relationships, from a fresh age becoming a theatrical, eye-catching presence. When it came to school he struggled because he couldn’t focus or sit still for the required amount of time. Always in detention, forever a nuisance to his foster parents and only becoming more and more unruly as the years went by, one day he was returned to the center for bad behavior. Needless to say, this didn’t benefit his education at all. He was set back a year while he was found another home. Dorian was eleven at the time of his second abandonment. Living at the center for a year was a winner-take-all experience. The big, strong or clever kids bullied or tricked the others out of their food (rations were small) and Dorian quickly adapted to be on the victorious side. Not as big or powerful as most of the other bullies, he found creative ways to get them into trouble with the adults around them. Slowly turning into a natural liar was the consequence of trying to survive at the center. Looking back now, he honestly can’t remember accurately which of his memories are real and which simple fabrications he had come to believe over the years of repetition. He was briefly lucky with his second foster home. The people who took him in were warm, understanding, cautiously affectionate and deliciously normal. At first it was a strange thing to him to be asked how his day had been and actually be expected to give an answer that would be listened to. It was a nuisance at first, because he didn’t experience an express need to discuss his life with them, but he slowly grew to love the attention. It was one morning on his fourteenth birthday when he surprised his foster parents and even himself with the manifestation of his power. After brushing by his father’s shoulder he slowly turned into him, small clothes bursting here and there as his frame enlarged. The experience terrified him and it shocked his parents, who were the perfect upstanding citizens sort, with no bill gone unpaid on time and no parking tickets, easy to faint over the lightest warning. Although they were soft hearted enough not to out him as a mutant, they returned him to the center, citing unmanageable behavior again, hoping it was believable enough. Considering how angry and dark he acted due to their betrayal, they weren’t suspected at all. That was the last time Dorian dared hope the people in his life would stick around. When he was placed a third time the only thing he wondered was when he would be thrown out again, but he was all smiles and cheer regardless. This would probably be the first time he actually wanted to get out. As a sixteen year old, he was approached by his foster mother in an inappropriate manner, so ensuing rather sexual abuse to add to his long experiences with the emotional kind. At first he couldn’t protest, because she threatened to tell his foster father about it, a deeply jealous man with a short temper, and say it was his attempt to seduce her . So he lived with it until one morning on his seventeenth birthday when he packed a manageable bag, stole anything he could turn into easy money and wasn’t too large, and high tailed it out of there. By this time his entire person was a lie. The only way he had managed to benefit from enough freedom to make an escape had been to actually fool the woman into thinking he was enjoying her “attention.” As absurd as it sounds, he ran off to join the circus. He was the jester and the presenter, the magician’s man to sew in half, the fool who told jokes as he brought food for the seals. It wasn’t the perfect existence but it was fun enough and most importantly – free. By this time he had no problem controlling his ability and didn’t spontaneously turn into other people if he touched them. The more he stood near the stage, the more he wanted to be on it. Every fiber of his being ached to be the one in the spotlight. The circus’s magician was a kindly aging man with keen eyes. He spotted the young man’s potential and drive and offered to teach him everything he knew about magic. Rambart Mourey didn’t have any children and the only woman he had ever loved had been taken by the plague. Nearly 75 and at the end of his ability to perform, he took Dorian under his wing and was more of a father to him than anyone ever was. The troubled teen had developed a cruel disposition. He had no sympathy for people in pain and sometimes he even liked “discomforting” the animals, since what he didn’t wasn’t exactly torture. Rambart noticed this, and, instead of being shocked and shunning him like everyone else who happened to notice despite Dorian’s best efforts of pretending otherwise, invested his wisdom in teaching the teen everything he seemed to be detached from. The man’s kindness, care and patience eventually paid off. Dorian was starting to actually care about others. There was no one more surprised by the tears that flowed from Dorian’s eyes at Rambart’s funeral than himself. The old man passed, looking happy as if pleased with the life he had led, leaving Dorian all of his possessions - a travel trailer filled with all sorts of baubles, books and personal memories. It was time to leave the circus. With the money he had gathered, Dorian signed up for acting class as he worked from odd job to odd job. He was a natural and graduated with a recommendation. Soon enough, the poor kid whom had never had a stable home was buying a luxurious flat in the center of town. His career as an actor has just started and he intends to make it big. For once he has everything he could want to buy with money, bar exceptionally extravagant stuff, and he’s enjoying himself. ✖ Example Did this. This character is played by [Norbex].

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