Eye Color: Chameleon-like hazel eyes tend to shift based on his mood from greens to blues and using his innate powers become a beautiful dark sodalite blue.
Hair Color: Sunflower blond with darker caramel highlights
Brandon’s appearance is that of a young human male in every aspect. His light locks seldom are so meticulously groomed and trimmed that the wavy, wild, strands are kept in a tamed and restrained manor. He has tried though with various hair products but even the strongest holds won’t last a day and in the winds of city often break free anyway. Arguably his best feature is his eyes though the somewhat unnatural manor in which the change, especially the shift to blue after using his powers can be unsettling to many.
His active lifestyle and physical training is evident by his chiseled mesomorphic physique, though at times it appears more ectomorphic, Many scars mar his otherwise smooth skin. Several small to large scars are visible on both his forearms and legs tell significantly more about his life experiences than his young face.
There is some body art, art that has been there since his discovery at the age of eleven that he has tried to keep rather secretive. It is located in the center of his back between his shoulder blades and is approximately six inches in diameter. The round tattoo looks like a globe though decidedly not of earth based on the continents. The sphere is surrounded in the same Celtic looking pattern of knots as is found on a brooch he owns.
There are few people that rally know Brandon that don’t like him for who he is. Selfless to a fault this Yale educated man would and has given the shirt off his back to help someone in need, even if they despise everything he is. That said there are limits and principles that he won’t cross and the man isn’t a pushover.
Valosa has a knack for survival. Fostered by the environments of homes he was in and the rough treatment handed down by care givers and others Brandon has learned to fend for himself in a less then perfect world. This has not diminished his desire to serve others though it cannot be said it has made him believe in the best of humanity.
Brandon is a man of conviction. Though he knows he and others like him are considered a threat to humanity he is always
Shy and reclusive around people he doesn’t know the man seldom initiates a conversation for anything other than business purposes. With a past that is unpleasant enough and the possession of strange powers Brandon is unsure who is trustworthy enough to share the information with or that would not be endangered for just knowing. Feeling isolated as a result he often reverts to a more melancholic view of life.
Beer: Brandon can enjoy a variety of alcoholic beverages that fall into this category. From Ales to Stouts and Loggers he enjoys them and will go from time to time to have a pint.
Live Music: He enjoys seeing people perform a variety of styles of music from classical to Rock and Roll. Often he will go to hear a bad at the bar but never goes on karaoke night.
Women: Brandon enjoys a lot of things about females. Though he will seldom if ever just strike up a conversation with a stranger a woman might be able to get him to do it.
Nature: Although a city boy Brandon enjoys the parks and has even gone camping from time to time though it is often not safe to do it.
Volunteering: Brandon has made a habit of volunteering at soup kitchens and other non-profit organizations.
Thoughtless People: Most if not all the actions Brandon takes are purposeful. He dislikes when other take things for granted, especially people or take advantage of others because they can.
Responsibility Dodgers: Brandon can’t stand people who can’t take responsibility for their actions, especially if they blame others for them.
Tardiness: He is always on time and doesn’t like when others intentionally or perpetually are late.
Bigotry: Brandon tries to accept everyone for what they are and has a hard time with people who dislike others because they are merely different in some way from them.
memory: Though not perfect he has an excellent memory that has helped him reach his goals in spite of setbacks.
Intellect: Brandon in highly intelligent and able to learn quickly. Even though he cannot remember anything until he was eleven he was able to graduated with a PHD at 21 and receiving high honors.
Magically Endowed: Though some might consider this more of a curse than a blessing the young man is making the best out of a less then perfect situation as he chooses to use is powers for good.
Patient Endurance: One outstanding trait he has is the ability to wait for what he wants even in the face of opposition.
Inferiority: Brandon has a deep set feeling that he is not as important as others. This does not mean he cannot see he has value as an individual but just that it is set lower than those of others.
Troubled past: Having grown up in abusive situations, being rejected by so many and passed from one temporary parent to the next has not only left him with feelings of inferiority but memories that don’t seem to want to go away.
Forgotten Past: Unable to remember his childhood has left him with the dilemma as to whether to make up a history for himself or merely to keep from looking like an off worlder or simply tell the truth and have people think he doesn't belong.
Pub Food: as odd as this may sound if Brandon is going to eat more than he should it will be the fair served at places like this.
Brooch: In his possession is a singular piece of jewelry. It has a beautiful sodalite stone in the center with clear white lines resembling electrical arcs such as lightening. The stone is one and a have inches and perfectly round and so perfect it has been thought to be cultured rather than natural. Around the edge is a delicate, finely scrolled border of silver. The design is similar to Celtic knots but the meaning is unknown. This boarder is a half an inch bringing the overall size to two inches.
Folded Paper: The brooch was found within this folded piece of 14”x 18” parchment white, paper.
STAFF APPROVED ABILITIES/SKILLS/HISTORY
Brooch and paper: Of themselves they are rather benign but together they become a magical item intended to give information to Brandon about his past and who he really is. It also contains a map to his actual homeward and information regarding why he was in a place for the resonance to take him to earth.
When the brooch is placed in the center of the rectangular paper things become visible in both two and three dimensional manor both on and above the paper. When this happens the first thing seen is a handwritten letter telling Brandon some information about his past, the planet he is from and why he does not remember. When the broach is rotated to the right something else else is revealed. For instance the letter will vanish and be replaced with spherical magical markings intended to lead him home. Each time the brooch is turned in a clockwise direction it reveals other informations and magical marks designed for Brandon’s edification.
[b]Note:[/b] It is important to know that Brandon has no idea there is any magical potential to these items. He dies know that they were in a pocket of his grimy and tattered pants when he was found during the Resonance event. It should also be noted that this is the only powers that the items have and that Brandon may be needed to activate it powers. Although he may have this information he will never be able to actually make it home, permanently stranded on Earth.
<b>Dimensional shift:</b> Brandon can shift his entire body into a dimension that offers him intangibility. That is because he is not within the same dimension as the three we commonly think of. He can move through solid objects such as walls and other barriers as if they are not there. This also offers him invisibility as in not being able to be seen while within this parallel dimension. It also means he is impervious to attacks that are outside of this 4th dimension. He can hear and see to some extent while using this power. Words spoken seem as though they are distant and in a tunnel while his vision is like looking though a less then completely transparent glass, slightly distorted and a little unclear. While in this dimension he cannot talk to others or communicate with them.
<i>Low Level:</i> Shifting by himself for less then two minutes can be done up to 20 times within a 24 hour period with virtually no effect other then draining his energy and making him extremely tired.
<i>Medium Level:</I> Shifting by himself for three to ten minutes at a time can only be done 10 times within a 24 hour period and will cause him to become extremely exhausted. He will need to rest ten minutes after each use.
<i>High Level:</i> Shifting by himself for 11 to 25 minutes at a time can only be done twice in a 24 hour period and will cause him to need to rest 20 minutes after each use.
Brandon can take a single individual into this dimension. This does however double the drain on him. This effectively cuts down the number of times he can perform the feat in half per 24 hour period and doubles the amount of time necessary to recover. So at a low level he can only perform it 10 times a day and at the high level it can only be done once a day and requires 40 minutes of rest to recover.
Additional limitations to his shifting include if he comes out of this state too soon he can become trapped in whatever he may be passing though which could if not would be fatal.
This can however be a form of attack in that he could grasp ahold of someone, take them into this dimension and pull them into a solid structure. If he were to let go the result could cause serious harm, loss of limbs and even death. Of course his success in this is dependent on several factors. The abilities of the person he who is the intended target. While the other person is in this state he is vulnerable to their attack as they are in this dimension with him and he could then become the victim of his own attack. There is also the potential seeing he would have to come out of the dimension to grasp the person of being harmed while attempting to grasp the individual. This is an extremely risky, and for Brandon desperate maneuver that although he is aware of the potential has seldom even thought about trying.
<i>Medium Level:</i> Mental telepathic shield: Telepaths while in the altered state provided by shifting in the dimension are unable to read him. While outside of the dimension Brandon’ thoughts and emotions are difficult but not impossible for skilled telepaths to detect. However those with touch telepathy that he willingly allows to do so can read his thoughts without interference.
PhD in Metaphysical Micro Biology and Forensic Investigation Yale University, Class of 2019
MS in Forensic Science, Syracuse University, class of 2017
BS in Forensic Biology, Syracuse University, Class of 2015
Mixed Martial Arts training: Brandon has received a few years of martial arts training while attending Syracuse University. His skills would earn him a second degree black belt in the MMA system.
Before May of 2010 and the Nevus event there is no history of Brandon. He cannot remembers anything before finding himself in a alleyway off Junction Boulevard. The boy appeared to be only about eight years old though later it was determined he was eleven. A man also in the alleyway claimed that before the even he had never seen the boy and that he, “suddenly appeared out of nowhere, right in the middle of everything. Another woman that was outside the alleyway claims to have seen him, “flickering into existence and that his back was smoldering as if on fire.
Brandon recalls being in the alleyway and looking over watching a man change into an elf before his eyes and feeling like his back was on fire. Not long afterwords a woman named, Sarah Hensley, spotted him curled up against the crumbling wall of a building looking dazed and afraid. She was one of the cities first responders though with government in such upheaval and so much distraction she had little to offer the survivors. It took her and others three days to finally catch the frightened boy as he ran as hard as he could avoiding people and vanishing out of their sight as he turned around an alleyway or darted in and out of broken buildings.
His belongings were simple and quite puzzling once Sarah was able to calm the boy down and convince him she wasn’t going to hurt him. He had on a pair of tattered blue pants that didn’t fit well with tears in the legs and fit loosely around his skinny waist. The shirt he had was a stripped button front collard shirt where the collar was half off and so many buttons were missing that only three remained. Both sleeves were a mess, the left was completely gone and the right torn off just below his bloodied elbow. Then the was the tell tale burnt circle on his back revealing the tattoo between his shoulder blades. In his right front pocket was a neatly folded piece of paper and within it a round broach that mirrored in design the tattoo.
The boy was taken to what remained of an overcrowded hospital and after a long wait was found to be in relatively good health considering his ordeal. Malnourished and with minor injuries Brandon seemed a rather typical lad that because of his malnutrition appeared younger than he should. It was determined that he was actually eleven years old but with the communications grid down and no services of any kind there wasn’t a method to find out who his parents were. The final conclusion was that Brandon had been a homeless child and that now he was to be considered an altered human.
There was no welfare system and with no organized foster care system for him to become a part of Brandon Valosa, a name given to him because they couldn’t understand what the boy was saying, to a couple who had survived the ordeal.
From there e was bounced around from group to group as their ability to care for a growing boy would ebb and flow. Most of these temporary arrangements were fairly good but there were those filled with violence and abuse which left both physical and mental scars on the growing youth.
Brandon was a bright and inquisitive child that quickly learned to adapt and gather information though he faced many difficulties. He only appeared to know a few words in Latin, Spanish and some languages that no one else seemed to know anything about.
By the winter of 2011 Brandon was in his fifth group of survivors. Most of these arrangements offered him some form of education though nothing organized and books were hard to come by. He tried really hard but struggled with sentence structure and verb usage. At first it was thought that he might have some form of dyslexia but by June of 2012 his communication skills had improved dramatically.
Brandon never complained about his treatment though many of the people he was with were abusive in many ways. He had leaned the lesson that if he said something things would only get worse and running away didn’t solve anything, it often put him in a worse situation. There were no social workers, school nurses and teachers to report incidents if violence and abuse towards children and so it would continue until someone with enough courage and strength intervened and they might be as brutal as those they were trying to protect him from.
Later as formal schools began to function Brandon was tested and earned a scholarship to the newly reopened Syracuse University. He may have been there on a scholarship but it was hardly enough pay tuition let alone provide food and board. Needing a place to stay and a way to get food he was offered a room not far from the campus above a Mixed Martial Arts studio. The manager, Salomao Guo, agreed to allow him to stay there if he would do all the cleaning cooking and assist in teaching the classes. The man was of Chinese heritage but was himself an altered human. He began training Brandon in all the forms of martial arts he knew which really boost his self esteem.
On January 7, 2014 was at the rally for altered humans and in New York City. He was only mildly injured but many around him lost their lives. He saw how the police and first responders that came to help after the bombing.
2018 brought the Resonance Wave. ON November 2 Brandon was in is first year of his Ph.D and was at Yale when the event happened. He saw the fear and the damaged caused by the event and used his abilities as best he could to help his fellow students and staff. The result was devastating for both the infrastructure and the people. Though he wasn’t looking for recognition he was unprepared for the loss of friends and shunning that happened afterwards. Brandon never talked about his abilities and now that people at his university knew their fear and hatred became quite evident.
At the end of the 2019 school year Brandon graduated with high honors. He had tried to find jobs locally using his education but has been shut out of the surrounding communities and has chosen to return to New York. He was there for the eerie Blood Moon on November 11 and did what he could though he was not a part of the official response. He was hospitalized several times for exhaustion though physically unharmed by the lycanthrope attacking the city.
Currently Brandon is trying to get interviews with agencies that could use his skills and as of yet he has not found a position. He has been volunteering as he can and taking odd jobs to sustain himself. He is staying in a cheep hotel in Queens hoping to at least get an interview somewhere.
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Actually I love fantasy and science fiction. I'm a dyslexic and thought writing for games such as this would help me keep the skills I have and improve on them over time. This has worked and I hope to continue that here.
Role Play Sample
Date: Aug 7, 2020
The familiar sound rang out as the door opened slapping its wooden surface against the tiny metal bell that announced the arrival of every patron to the bar Brandon had been frequenting the past few days. Mandi’s was one of the few establishments left untouched during the onslaught of lycanthropes that had attacked the city of New York. He had been there the night of the blood colored moon and had gone out several times to bring in the wounded and dyeing lining them up on the floor and badging what wounds he cold with tablecloths and curing much to Mandi’s dismay.
Mandy was behind the bar when the university grad had pushed open the door with one hand and held onto his black backpack with the other. She wore he long brown hair pulled back and in a ponytail that came down her back to just below her shoulder blades and for a women in her forties had only a few greying hairs to show for it. She wore a green and brown checked blouse with black likes that criss crossed threw the pattern that buttoned up the front and the sleeves rolled up just below her elbows. Her brown eyes danced a little as she smiled at the approaching man. The black skirt came just above her knees and was draped with a pristine white apron, no frills, just a typical garment for work in such an establishment.
“Any luck Brandon, “ she yelled above the den of patrons already gathered. She followed his movements as she wiped out the last of the glasses stacking them neatly behind the bars smooth countertop. There were only a handful seated at the bar and tables as Fridays didn’t draw a large crowd for another half an hour. Even with the loss of community from the loss of life she still could fill her place up.
Brandon shook his head and pursed his lips as he slid his backpack from his shoulder and sat it on the seat of a corner window booth with his back to the wall. The man stared out the window blankly for a moment then drew in a deep breath.
The woman made her way over to where he Brandon sat pulling out a pad of paper and a pencil to take his order. Mandi offered a smirk and tilted her head hoping to catch his attention, “shame a smart, good looking guy like you can’t get a job even in Queens.”
Lowering his gaze he looked at the woman, “Mandy, why is it that crime on the rise everywhere and candidates that are qualified short that experience is all they are looking at?”
“Why not just volunteer for a while, let them see what you can do,” the woman replied as she held the order pad a bit higher and tapped the edge of the pencil against the folded side of used pages.
“Tried that,” the light haired man replied shifting a little in the Burgundy cloth covered seat. “They say they don’t have time to train.”
She paused a moment studying the man for a moment then tapped again on the pad, “I got it Brandon, your aimin’ too low Brandon you need to aim higher, Queens isn’t good enough for you.”
“Higher,” Brandon replied as he furrowed his brow.
“Yep,” she said as she heard another patron call err, “that’s it you need to aim higher.”