Brendan Heath

Name: Brendan Heath
Nickname: Bren, Dan
Power Name: Fuse
Age: 18
What Am I?: Ronald McDonald

Celeb Claim: Hayden Christensen

Hair
Light brown-blonde, fairly short.

Eyes
Grey.

Body
Having always been interested in physical sports and activies, Brendan has developed a strong physique. He is not particularly tall, nor short, standing at about 6'1".

Usual clothing
Colour-wise, Brendan wears mainly oranges and browns, black or white on occasion. He generally wears vest tops/t-shirts with baggy jeans and if it's not too warm, a jacket.

Distinguishing Features
None.

Mother
Georgia Heath, 39

Father
Jonathan Heath, 41

Siblings
Jessica (12), Kyle (14)

Other Significant Relatives:
None.

Short Bio
Growing up, Brendan had a fairly 'normal' life. As the eldest of his siblings, he was always fiercly protective of them, even when sticking up for his brother and sister got him into trouble. Life went on in pretty much the same fashion until Brendan was fifteen. That was when his power began to surface. The first time Brendan's power showed was when he was playing basketball with Kyle (then aged 11) outside the house, and whilst passing the ball to his brother, Brendan accidentally sent a charge of electricity with the ball, knocking Kyle off of his feet. Although Kyle wasn't seriously hurt, Brendan would forever feel guilty for that accident.

At first his family were quite scared of Brendan's power, as neither of his parents or anyone else in the family had ever had powers like this before. Brendan was especially terrified that he would hurt his younger brother or sister again, so he ran away from home, hoping to solve the problem. He spent a few months wandering, before his dad found him in the city. His father managed to calm Brendan down and encouraged him to come home.

Three years later, and Brendan has received a visit from a tutor at Crystall College. Though his parents weren't sure that it was a good idea for him to go (they had gotten used to hiding Brendan's abilities), but Brendan jumped at the chance to be somewhere that he could use his powers without having to constantly worry about hurting his family or having to hide.

Room-Mate
Alex Wilkins.

Best Friend
Alex

Other Friends
None as yet.

Girlfriend
There are many contenders, as Brendan has always been a bit of a "ladies man", but he always seems to be liked by wimpery soppy girls, something he hates. He will usually mess around with these, but it will take someone as fierce as he is to seriously get his attention.

School Popularity
As "the new hottie on the block", Brendan has a school popularity of 9 or 10!

The Good
Fiercely protective of his friends, and loyal to the end (though it is difficult to gain his loyalty). Brendan can be amiable and chatty when the mood takes him, and loves to bring people out of their shells with gentle teasing.

The Bad
Brendan has a serious problem with authority. He hates being told what to do by someone he has no respect for. He absolutely hates teachers who expect him to respect them just because they are teachers. In his eyes, it makes no sense. Brendan can also get quite aggressive when he is annoyed.

The Ugly
The worst aspect of Brendan's personality is probably his temper. He can go from being chatty and cheerful to being in the worst mood imaginable at the snap of a finger. It's hard to tell when he's going to snap, so it's best to stay on his good side all the time, unless you want a little zap of electricity for breakfast!

The Unknown
Brendan is really very much a family man. He doesn't talk much about his family, so most people make the assumption that he doesn't get on with them well, whilst in fact he calls home and writes to his little sister on a frequent basis.

Best Subject
Combat lessons are Brendan's favourite, though he has been known to get a little over-zealous whilst practicing.

Worst Subject
Science and maths... Brendan has never been the academic type.

Status
Student

Power 1
Electricity. Brendan can generate and control electricity, and is able to throw lightning bolts at will. He has also managed to figure out how to generate just the right amount of electricity to hotwire a car or frizzle an electronic lock.


Sample Roleplay:
The bus was absolutely bloody boiling. Brendan had no idea what it was about these tatty old things that made them like little frying pans on wheels, as the windows were all wide open, but even with a soft breeze filtering through between the students on the bus, Brendan's skin felt like it was on fire. Perhaps it was just the humidity of so many people being in one small, confined area. Or maybe some kid thinks it's funny to use their powers to mess with me, Brendan thought darkly, looking around suddenly for any possible suspects. But he had had plenty of time to memorise all of their faces already. Five hours he had been on this stupid bus, and he couldn't wait to get off. Heck, maybe I'm just claustrophobic, Brendan thought with a sudden chuckle. The small blond girl next to him gave him a funny look as he laughed out loud for no apparent reason. What? Was he not allowed a few random spurts of laughter. He had tried to get chatting to some of the others on the bus early on, but the conversation had dried up. And besides, it seemed as though Brendan had picked the boring bus. There weren't even any good-looking girls on there, for crying out loud!

Finally, Brendan smelled freedom. Well, saw it really, as he noticed that the bus had turned off of the main road and onto a gravelled driveway. Oh yes, this had got to be it, Brendan thought. If the others in his vicinity had been more talkative, Brendan might have said this out loud in a jubilant tone, but as it was, he had a feeling they would just all give him weird looks again. Seriously, this lot were a right bunch of killjoys.

The bus rolled to a stop, and Brendan leapt to his feet, shoving past those who had had the same idea, making sure he was the first one out. He didn't think he would be able to stand being in that bus without the cool breeze that had come through the windows. As the bus was stationary, that wasn't likely to happen. So Brendan, much to the annoyance of everyone else, leapt over kids and older students alike, even shoved the driver back into his seat, and leapt off of the bus, literally. After taking a few deep breaths and wiping a few drops of perspiration off of his forehead, Brendan moved around to the other side of the bus, where their bags had been stored. To be honest, Brendan still didn't know why he hadn't been allowed to take his bag on the bus with him. It was only one small rucksack. He had always been a light traveller, and he wasn't a particularly materialistic person (though everyone seemed to doubt that for some strange reason).

"Well well well, fresh air at last! Man, I was cooking like a sausage in there..."

This simile turned a few heads from the other buses in Brendan's direction, so he merely smiled and gave a cool wave back. Right, fresh start, he wasn't going to let everyone's first impression of him be a raving lunatic. Whilst Brendan was usually quite laid back, when he was agitated, nervous or angry, his energy levels peaked. He sparked. Quite literally, in some cases. Luckily, today wasn't going to provide a case of electrical discharge, not unless someone really pissed him off (or a hot girl wanted to see his power, either way...)

The rest of the crowd seemed to be moving over to the large stairs at the main entrance to the school. Brendan had to admit: he was impressed. The building's architecture was quite something. However, he wasn't going to stand around gawking like a lot of other people seemed to be. Honestly, it was like some of them had never seen stone buildings before....

However, even Brendan had to give a little gasp as the Headmaster disappeared literally in front of their eyes. Damn, that wasn't very nice. What a show-off. But Brendan thought that this was a man he would be able to respect. His initial speech had been pretty run-of-the-mill, boring in other words, but there was something undeniably powerful in his aura. And unlike other times when Brendan felt the need to pit himself against someone who seemed like they could be more powerful than him, he was pretty sure that wouldn't happen in this case. Mostly because he was certain his own power was nowhere as trained and honed as the Head's obviously was. I bet that would be cool to disappear like that though...

When they gaggle of new students followed Vengeance into a large lecture theatre, Brendan found himself sitting next to a girl with long red hair who looked a little jittery. Well, I guess some people are a little more worried about this place than others, Brendan thought, wondering what was up with the girl. Then he heard a boy and girl nearby talking excitedly about becoming prefects and travelling back in time, etc. etc.

"Man, some people are way too excitable..." Brendan muttered under his breath.

And then the girl sitting next to him started asking questions. After one or two, Brendan's gaze travelled to the side and his gaze fixed on her side profile. Who ever asks questions out loud in lecture halls? Yikes, looks like we've got a talker in the house!

"Wow, you sure had a lot of questions there, missy!" Brendan called to her in a low voice, leaning sideways slightly so that he didn't have to talk quite so loud. To be honest, he hadn't really been listening to either the questions or their answers. He'd been lost at the first word. Brendan had never exactly been one for listening for more than two minutes. Maybe that was why he'd done absolutely crap in school. Well, either that or the fact that he didn't exactly get on amazingly well with some of the teachers.... oh okay, any of the teachers....

However, before Brendan had a chance to wait for an answer, they were all being herded out of the room again and into another. Awesome, this looks like something out of a bad sci-fi film! Maybe this is just a big prank. If there's a polystyrene rock in here, I'm running for it...

"Those who go through first will obviously have more time to spare so please feel free to ask me any further questions you were unsure of asking before."

"I have a question for you!" Brendan didn't really care that his tone wasn't the politest. He was smiling, at least.... That had to be a bonus, right? Either way, politeness came with respect, and Brendan didn't respect anyone he didn't know. "Will you go out with me?" Some of the crowd joined in with Brendan's laughing, but the others were mostly reeling in shock. So what if some of us have a sense of humour? I bet it's those boring bus people that are being spoil sports and not enjoying my joke...