>Name: Evan Indigo Graves
>Age: 19
>Gender:Male
Appearance:
- Physical: Evan has thin, light brown-blonde hair. It hangs low in his face, another subconscious attempt to lay low. Although you can barely see them, he has a pair of bright green eyes. These rather work against him when he tries to hide his emotions, as they reflect whatever he is truly feeling. A small, but defined pointed chin only does more to draw out his thin-lipped mouth; that mouth is usually blank of expression.
Evan rises to a total height of six feet, three inches, thus he is considered tall by most. That height is accompanied with a somewhat less than average weight of a hundred and fifteen pounds. this is due to him spending days at a time without proper nutrition or rest.
- Clothing: Due to his survival instinct, he wears rather plain clothes. Out of sight, out of mind, right? An olive green sweater is pulled tight to his body, and extends just below his belt line. To be allowed flexibility, and nimbleness, he wears snug, but not tight black jeans. For shoes, a pair of worn, faded gray slip-on vans is his choosing.
>Personality: The power that Evan has is ironic in the sense that he is typically a quiet person. This makes a voice oriented power rather unbecoming of him. Akin to this, he has a rather high composure. It took a few years to craft, but he had gained it. If he gets angry, his voice will raise, and thus he will unintentionally harm those around him. A strong composure also gives him the ability to handle every situation calm and coolly.
Evan is a bleeding heart. His dream was to always be in politics. He wanted change in the world, he still does. He once believed that it could be achieved rationally through debates of soft-spoken words. These thoughts are no longer at the forefront of his brain, and have been shoved aside to allow for the thoughts of doing whatever it takes to get the job done. Currently, the ends justify the means. His old pacifistic ways are not entirely lost, and given the right opportunity, they might just rise up again.
>History: Like many cases throughout the world, Evan was born to a single parent home. It was him, his father and brother in a tiny and cramped apartment on the eight floor of an apartment complex somewhere in Manhattan. With his dad's lack luster work habits, it is a wonder that they could even afford it, much less food and other necessities.
Being born a whole six years apart from his brother, he took unto himself to protect his brother from his rarely abusive father. He wasn't a bad man at heart, but Evan hated him at these times regardless. He would often come home drunk and disoriented. Due to the alcohol making him rather sensitive, he usually succumbed to tears and wept at the death of Evan's mother. Other times, he would become very angry. One such time, he had taken it too far. Him and Even were at it about something or another. The surface argument was hardly the case. That is when his power was discovered. With a shout as his dad, he had accidentally blasted him through the wall, where he soon face planted on the pavement. That day, coincidentally happened to be the day of his seventeenth birthday. Knowing that he would be poked and prodded by the government and others, he left, abandoning his brother.
Now, with barely a grasp on his powers, he is thrust into the grit, grime, and glamor that comes with being a superhero, or villain. He has cared more about his survival, and locating his brother than anything else.
>Superpower: Evan is quite the loud-mouth when it comes to his superpower. Quite literally so. His power is that through his voice, he can send out sonic booms and shock waves of varying intensity. It all depends on how loud he is being. It can be used to deflect attacks, blow down walls, and in some very extreme cases, cause an earthquake. This is not without consequence, however. His power is not selective, he cannot choose who and whom not to use it on. If one is in it's range, they will be hurt. Even those not directly affected will still more than likely hear a loud noise emanating from somewhere beyond.
Aside from being just loud, his power allows his voice can take on a multitude of other octaves. He can shatter glass with it, and cause ears to bleed. He can produced sounds outside the human hearing range such as a dog whistle(or even the dreaded brown note..) Like bats, he can use this to test the inner workings of an area, and to hunt. More recently, he has discovered that he can control sound in a multitude of other ways, and with other body parts, such as as sonic clap. These, however, are a bit more awkward for him to attempt.
He is immune to his own powers.
He can make his own movements quieter than usual, or louder if need be.
> Quote: TBA
> Theme Song: We're All to Blame- Sum 41
>RP Sample: You've seen some of my [less-than-average] work.