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Dylan Moses - OMFG HIS HISTORY IS HERE

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:new: UPDATED THE HISTORY OMFG
IT FINALLY FUCKING HAPPENED
btw, he's no longer in the group, but I haven't had the time to draw him up a new ref sheet yet.


Real name: Dylan Moses (real last name is Breiman)
Superhero name: Taint
Age: 24 (turned 24 last year pff)
Birthday: December 2nd
Gender: Male
Height: 5'2"
Job: Pizza delivery guy
Sexual orientation: Unknown
Relationship Status: Living with, and interested in Kysik
Power(s): 
-Energy Absorption --
Dylan is capable of "stealing" energy from any living being (as well as lightning strikes, fire, or most other elemental type attacks), and use it for himself after converting it into a plasma-like state.  Once converted, he is able to form balls of pure plasma energy from his hands and either form them to fit to his hands to deal more devastating hits in hand-to-hand combat, or throw or blast them at a target.  This particular ability is his primary power, as he is able to control it far better than his "decaying touch", and will only sap enough energy from a target to leave them in a worn-out state, as he doesn't really need to take much to use his power. 

-Decaying Touch --
THIS POWER IS EFFECTIVE FROM EVERY PART OF HIS BODY, I CANNOT STRESS THIS ENOUGH.  IF YOU TOUCH HIS FACE, HANDS, FEET, TUMMY, BUTT... IT WILL EFFECT YOU VERY BADLY.

As the name of this particular power suggests, all Dylan has to do is touch a living organism, be it a plant, animal, or a human being, and it instantly starts to decay.  His hands are considered the most dangerous part of him to touch, as the power is extremely concentrated towards his fingers and palms.  Most of the time, if it's only a very light touch, you can get away with a few nasty bruises, especially if he hasn't touched you with his hands.  However, if he is to grab hold of your bare skin and hold you down, the flesh he is touching will decay very rapidly until he lets go, turning the skin a nasty black color.  If able to, he is able to hold onto a limb long enough and completely decay it off, but you'd have to be pretty slow and stupid to let him hold you that long...  Without healing magic, this is often irreversible and the affected area will have to be amputated as the limb touched will be rendered completely useless (since the nerves and blood flow have all been killed off permanently.  Can't reverse dead without magic, yeah?).  
This particular power works VERY well on plants.  He doesn't have to touch them for very long for them to wilt completely and often decay into dust.  This results in him keeping no plants around his apartment... plushiscatwilleatthemanyways... //sweats

Dylan is under the heavy belief that he is COMPLETELY incapable of controlling this power, despite the intensity of it fluctuating more or less depending on certain emotions.  If he was to take the proper time to learn how to harness certain emotions, he would be able to handle this ability without living in fear of hurting someone on accident.  So as of right now, if anyone touches his skin directly, this power will effect them.  This is the main reason he covers himself from head to toe, no matter how hot it is outside.  He is terrified of badly injuring someone without meaning to.

He refuses to use this power as much as he can, unless the time absolutely calls for it (AKA :: if he's about to die.)


Personality: 
-Antisocial - Having never really been able to make connections with people at any point in his life, Dylan very much prefers to have his alone time, and is rarely ever seen going out of his way to talk to other people.  The thought of having people approaching him to start a conversation isn't appreciated that much either.
-Cold/Distant - To ensure that people don't repeat trying to come up and make friends with him, Dylan does his best to give off a very cold vibe, often ignoring people until they decide to leave him alone.  If that doesn't work, he is known for making fairly rude comments just to upset someone so they'll go away.
-A bit apathetic - In order to make sure he can't connect with anyone, he very rarely shows interest in much of anything while out in public.  It certainly helps that he doesn't care for much as it is anyways.
-Blunt/Honest - Dylan is NOT the kind of person to sugar coat words, and will flat out refuse to lie, even if it's in his best interest.  It doesn't matter if he knows it'll help someone feel better, Dylan is not afraid to call someone out or tell someone how it is.  
-Has a few anger issues - While he doesn't exactly prefer to be angry, there are quite a few things out there that pick at Dylan's nerves, and it doesn't really take too much picking to truly piss him off.  Most of the time though, he tries to hide embarrassment behind his anger to give an excuse for those rosy cheeks.
-Is a total tsun //slappped

History: 
:new:OH LOOK AT WHAT I DID I WONDER HOW MUCH OF YOU REMEMBER DYLAN:new:

As a young child, before his powers blossomed, Dylan was a happy chiled with a very happy family relationship.  Both of his parents adored him, he had lots of friends in school and lived an all around normal, healthy life one would expect of any small kid.  As he grew older though, and his energy absorption power began to surface, things started to go downhill.  His father took him out of school, and even began to distance himself from his own child, who at the time, was simply confused about the lack of affection from his dad.  His mom on the other hand, continued to show him the love, and affection she always had, despite noticing the strange power outages that happened only when her son was around, as well as the odd bursts of energy that immediately followed.  To her, powers or not, he deserved no less love for being a little different from the rest of the children his age.  When Dylan was about seven years old, his father, who had just been ignoring him up til that point, finally snapped.  Every chance he got, he would yell, and scream at Dylan, no matter how big, or insignificant the reason behind his outbursts were.  Instinctively, Dylan would hide behind his mother for protection, latching onto her arm as he did so, while she fought for him, since he was too scared to do so for himself.  Often times the arguments just ended with his father storming off the moment she came to Dylan's aid, too agitated to reason with his wife, but there were many instances when many hurtful things were said towards Dylan before he'd finally give up.  Over time, Dylan gave up trying to win his father's love back, and avoided him whenever possible.  After Dylan interacted with his father less, things finally calmed down around the house, and less fights were initiated.

However, despite the verbal peace, everything as not as it seemed.  He was about nine when his mother started to complain about dark, painful bruises on her arm, which worried both Dylan, and his father.  After a few weeks, the bruises only seemed to be getting worse, and had even started to spread further down towards her hand, making it very painful for her to even move her fingers.  Finally, after a few more days, Dylan's father finally insisted she be taken to the hospital, which she agreed to after she managed to convince him to take Dylan along with them since the tension between the two had died down when it came to her well-being.  Upon reaching the hospital, doctor's were stunned as they diagnosed her with a strange , almost flesh decaying-like symptom, to which they could not determine the cause.  Both Dylan and his father were shocked to hear that her arm would require amputation before the decaying process moved anywhere more vital.  The surgery wasn't to be scheduled for another three days though, and she was to remain at the hospital under observation until then.  While Dylan got to see her every day, until the day of, his father, while his wife wasn't around, instantly fell back into his old, angry habits, and took everything out on his son.  IT only added to his rage when he started to suspect Dylan to be the reason his wife was losing her arm.  When he was home, Dylan locked himself in his room at every opportunity, hiding under his covers until his dad grew tired o yelling at him.  All he could do was wait for his mother to come home from her sugery so he could finally feel safe again.

...But when the day of his mother's surgery rolled around, his father was unusually quiet as Dylan got himself ready to go see his mom.  Once he was dressed and  ready to drive over the hospital, instead of being lead over to his own car by his father, he was greeted by unfamiliar suited men, and lead off to a black car, being told that they would be escorting him to the hospital to see his mother when she woke up.  The moment he stepped into the car though, he was knocked out, and he wouldn't ever see his mother ever again.

When he awoke, he found himself in a maximum security school for the gifted, living with many other children with strange powers they had trouble with controlling.  For the first several days, Dylan refused to leave his room, often turning down food for a while as well.  About a week later, he was assigned a roommate named Hector, a metal morpher, who slowly started to bring him out of his shell, and got him to finally eat one of his meals.  After a while, Dylan felt he had finally found someone to put his trust into.  For the next few years, despite missing his mother terribly, and wishing he would be able to see her again, Dylan felt at home with all the other power-inclined kids he went to school with.  Eventually, he was finally able to completely control his energy absorption powers, learning how to fight with them, and keep himself in a nice, healthy condition.

About the time he turned fourteen though, his anger issues surfaced within the teen, something that had rubbed off onto him when he settled on the realization that it was his father who had separated him from his mother.  He would have rather sudden outbursts at the smallest thing, taking it out on anyone who crossed his path, even his trusted roommate.  A few weeks into the anger problems beginning, Hector suggested that he and Dylan have a nice sparring match to get some of that pent up anger out properly, which Dylan had no problem agreeing to.  As they tossed a few punches back and forth to each other, Hector tried to initiate a conversation with Dylan, trying his hardest to uproot some of his underlying problems...which unfortunately only made Dylan angrier.  Dylan kept trying to push off Hector's advances, but as his friend kept trying to bring up issues Dylan wanted to keep buried, Dylan lashed out, landing a direct hit to his friend's left cheek, knocking Hector right off his feet.  When he recovered, Dylan was horrified to see a very familiar black bruise directly over the patch of skin he'd hit, reminding him of his mother before she'd had her arm removed.  It was then that it dawned on him... his father was entirely right.  It was absolutely his fault she ended up like that.  He was dangerous to the touch, he had to be careful so no one else would go through what she went through.  So Dylan wasted no time in rushing Hector to a trained healer to fix his face before it became too infected to heal.  Though he was quick to fix his wrong doing, word still traveled fast through the school, and soon enough no one wanted to be anywhere near Dylan, fearful that they might be next if they pissed him off enough.  Word of his accident didn't remain in the school walls though--it happened to travel far enough out to reach a group of more powerful people's ears, and once there, the group took an immediate interest in having Dylan to develop a dangerous chemical weapon to use in war.  They then made an appearance at the school, quietly paying off the higher ups of the establishment off so they could take the boy into  into their custody.  Though Dylan was weary to trust the men at first, they managed to bribe him with promises of seeing his family soon, and enough money to start a life of his own once he agreed to a few easy experiments...  Promises and money Dylan soon found were nothing but sweet lies to get him to come along with them.

Upon the first 'experiment' injection, when they reached the facility he would be staying at, Dylan was put into a drug induced coma, one that he would be awoken from only to find he was tied down, and in agonizing pain.  This went on for six years, before an unexpected blackout rolled through the facility, allowing Dylan to wake up after about an hour of no drugs running through his body to keep him asleep.  Once awake, Dylan's body instinctively started to panic, and once he was able to free himself, he ran.  There were many scientists who both tried to stop him, and get out of his way, but since Dylan was so scared, and panicked, he wasn't able to control his powers properly, and absorbed everyone's  entire life energy that he passed, guilty of his pain and suffering, or not.  Eventually, the energy he gathered overwhelmed him, and Dylan blacked out.  The next thing he knew, he was hiding under a bridge trying to keep himself warm.

Dylan then hitchhiked  his way back home, keeping a low profile as he did so in case anyone had put out a bounty on his head.  Once he reached his home however, he was surprised to find a completely different woman he didn't know answer the door.  It wasn't that his family had moved though...  His father had remarried after his mother apparently didn't survive the surgery.  When his father came to the door to address the issue at hand, it only took a few seconds for the two to erupt into an intense argument, Dylan's father yelling about how Dylan was the cause of his wife's death, and ruining their family, and Dylan shouting about how his father had always been hellbent on ruining his life, and never wanted his own son to even be the slightest bit happy.  One wrong thing came out of his father's mouth, and it was then that Dylan didn't even try to hold himself back as he unleashed an ungloved punch across the man's jaw and left, never once looking back.

It was after that incident that Dylan moved further into the city, living without a home for two years, associating with no one to avoid trouble, and living off of the scraps the other city dwellers had to offer.  He truly believed that his life would continue to play out that way until the day he died... until the very moment he felt Freckles rubbing against his face to wake him up.  And boy did Dylan wake up.  He was astonished to find the furry little feline completely unharmed though.  It was the first time in years that anything living had touched him without slowly turning to a sickly black color where his skin had made contact with them.  Once the two met, they were inseperable, and Dylan made a promise to her that he would give her a decent place to live out the rest of her life with him.  So Dylan cleaned himself up at a local pool with showers, and went around to apply for any job that would allow him to.  He eventually landed a job as a pizza delivery guy.  It wasn't the most glamorous job, but it was a low profile enough that Dylan felt safe working there.  It didn't take long for him to save up enough money to get an apartment, and begin furnishing the place up.  He finally had a home to call his own, and while it wasn't as fancy as his first, it was still his.  For the most part, Dylan lives quietly away from everyone,and anyone who may try to cause him trouble, and he very much enjoys that kind of life.


-Dylan has a very bitter feelings towards Alois (for those of you who knew of the relationship they had before)
-He is currently in a relationship with Kysik...who is also living with him since he had no where else to go to ♥



Sorry for any typos!! I was typing this up pretty quick while watching Netflix, so I was pretty distracted//////

Extra information: 
:new:-His eyes were once green, but have turned red over time due to the amount of life sources he has absorbed.
:new:-Has a half sister he secretly visits once a week, though he has never actually confronted her.  He just likes to watch her enjoying her life from a distance, wishing only the best for her.
:new:-Has an amazing singing voice, but never lets anyone hear it.
-The smell of flowers makes him physically sick, and a bit pissed off.  He can't stand being around them anymore.
-Fears his own powers.
-Dylan has a very strong sense of right and wrong (he doesn't like to call it justice.  That just sounds silly).  If the situation calls for it, he'll step in to help whoever's in trouble.
-Rolls his own cigarettes.  He likes to put a dash of cinnamon in them for flavor and a more pleasant aroma and aftertaste.
-Will wear a pair completely closed up gloves over his "fingertipless" gloves to make sure he doesn't accidentally touch and hurt someone.
-Always wears a hoodie and pants.  He tries to keep as covered as possible.
-He has fondness for anything minty.  
-Craves a close relationship, but is too afraid to actually have one, be it a friend or a lover.  He couldn't live with himself if he hurt someone close to him.
-Has a small calico cat named Freckles that lives with him in his rundown apartment.
-Isn't affected by people making fun of calling him short.
-Has an extreme, competitive passion for video games, and will gladly take on any challenge thrown at him.
-Absolutely HATES when people tell him his cigarettes are "killing him" or are "bad for him".  You will lose brownie points telling him this... Mainly because he really doesn't give a shit

Roleplay style:

Notes and Skype OK
Skype preferred

Lit and Script OK
Lit DEFINITELY preferred. u v u ♥

I can rp ANYTHING honestly.
Action, romance, 18+ smut (I prefer my boys to bottom in a male/male relationship though //slapped), friendly talk, fluffy cuddly stuff, just chilling out for the heck of it...
u v u you name it, I'll do it.

I do prefer that you start if we're doing lit though. o v o
Just for the initial opening scene though.  After that, if you don't like starting, I'll start from then on.
This just helps me adjust to your specific style. u v u ♥



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Umeki-18's avatar
sidjsid I see your OCs and at least been in two groups with you and yet haven't RPed shame on me //slapped t-this boy is soo adorable I hope we can RP sometime <333 =w=b