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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Acid_crash" data-source="post: 1978436" data-attributes="member: 16278">I'll type of a background and let you think about it.  I like coming up with superhero characters.  <img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f642.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=":)" title="Smile    :)"  data-smilie="1"data-shortname=":)" />BackgroundSebastian has always had to depend on himself.  He was born to a rich life, an only child with parents who always were out on business trips or running the family company, went to private schools or had private tutors instead of going to public schools, and no real friends.  He was lonely.  The few times he did talk to other kids, he felt wierd, distant, and wanted nothing more than to make a good friend.  His parents, however, didn't think that it was appropriate for the future leader of Cyber Industries Enterprises, a leading edge corporation on the future of cybernetics and medical breakthroughs, should have friends.  So, Sebastian was usually alone.His life turned when he turned thirteen years old.  He was with his butler/driver, going to see his parents at CIE when the most amazing thing happened.  He saw a man swinging through the air, via web, and thought, "if that person can be that free, so can I?"  He arrived at a stop light, which was red for a long time, much longer than it should be, and this puzzled him.  To the right was a bank, and suddenly the bells were sounding, alarms were ringing, and it was getting robbed.  Out came six goons in black, guns drawn, three holding large bags of what he assumed was money.  The police showed up, the goons getaway vehicle wasn't there, apparently, and so the goons were trapped.  Something went wrong.  Either the cops, or the goons, had a grenade of some kind.  It was thrown, bounced the wrong way, and Sebastian's quick eyes saw it bounce and roll beneath the car.  Freaking, he dove through the car door and outside.  Grenade blew, he flew far from the car.  The driver, however, died.  Sebastian awoke a few minutes later, in an ambulance, dizzy, but felt fine.  Which was strange, he had no real burns.  Even stranger, as his memory recalled, is that when it rolled under the car, he went through the door.  The EMT's were looking over him, talking to themselves about how lucky he was, and his parents would be happy to see him.  His parents, the two people he didn't want to see.  They weren't his parents, they were strangers, he only saw them a few minutes a day at the most, and never during dinner.  Sebastian wanted to belong to something, somebody, anybody.  He clung to this final thought, desperate to be away from this, away from his family who didn't love him.  He fell through the stretcher, through the bottom of the ambulance, and landed on the ground below.For the next couple years he found himself on the streets.  He used what money he had in his wallet to survive, buying his way into parties, meeting people, getting into drugs.  He felt like he belonged to somebody, something, finally.  The parties were cool.  The girls were fun.  The gang wanted him.  The Ghosts of Manhattan they called themselves.  He wanted to be part of the gang.  His money bought him attention, attention he wanted, and craved.He later learned that phasing wasn't his only gift.  He was a mutant, and he loved it.  He used his powers to get what he wanted.  Phasing wasn't his only gift, but it was the only one he told the Ghosts about.  How he ended up with SHIELD, he can't remember?  Something went wrong, somewhere.  The last thing he can remember is six months ago, he was with Leslie in her bedroom, and she...what did she do?  Sebastian can't even remember, but now when he gets stressed out, and loses control, things begin to fly in random movements.  Sometimes he can control them, but not always.Someday, he plans on seeing Leslie again.  And he plans on finding out what happened during the last six months of his life.One thing he does know is that he wants his parents to think he died when the car exploded.Physical DescriptionSebastian is average height for a 15 yr old (if this is too young, make him 17), average build.  He wears glasses, brown-blonde hair spiked back, and a charming smile.  He has a tattoo of death on his right shoulder, beneath that another one of a spiked chain that circles his arm.  He wears shirts with the sleeves ripped off, and blue or black jeans.  He wears combat boots.  To help him remember his early years, he also wears a black and red tie with a gold tie clasp (which he stole from his father).  His left ear is pierced, along with a couple piercings on his face (right eyebrow, lower lip, and tongue).  Basically, he did his best to erase his past life, but loves the tie.  PersonalitySebastian is cocky at times, but shy around people he really likes.  He's talkative about some things, but whenever the past is brought up he clams up real quick.  Sometimes he goes through depressive moods, and he can be quick to anger.  When he's angry his telekinetic powers go haywire and sometimes loses control.NamePoltergeist</blockquote>

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