Name: Weiland Nikandros
Age: 23
Gender: Male
Height:6'0"
Weight:145
Appearance: The first impression one would get of Weiland Nikandros is that of any other computer nerd: tall, skinny, pale complexion, etc. But upon meeting his midnight blue eyes, that is sure to change. Those eyes hold the intelligence and knowledge comparable to those of a seasoned serial killer: calculating, secretive, and sometimes cold. That is not to say that he is one, of course. It's just a comparison. But those eyes of his are usually hidden behind sunglasses, his white-blond hair too short to cover them alone. More often than not he is seen wearing s white shirt and mechanic-style overalls that hang unbuckled from his waist and steel-toed boots.
Personality: Weiland's personality does not match his eyes. Where they hold a vast knowledge that takes most people a lifetime to earn, he acts rather eccentrically. He laughs loudly and smiles often, makes frequent and sometimes crude jokes with friends, and is prone to muttering to himself after exclaiming something completely random and then disappearing for days at a time. The only time he seems even remotely serious is when he is working on a new project.
Abilities: Weiland is able to shape glass, metal, and plastic as if they were putty, as well as manipulate electricity and a jumble of other odd things, most of which come to him at random.
History: As a small child, Weiland could tell he wasn't quite the same as others his age. Where they were energetic airheads hooked on television and sugar with the attention spans of goldfish, he was quiet, observative, and passive. He excelled quickly in school, graduating at 13 years old. But that was where his school career ended. Despite an abnormally high I.Q., he did not attend college nor did he ever plan to. Instead, he devoted his time to tinkering, taking things apart and putting them back together after studying each and every piece of them. He worked in a garage repairing everything from anique cars to state-of-the-art boats and motor homes when he was 18 and quit 6 months into it when some metal and glass bent like clay at his touch. This new-found power led him to experiments and, later, a long line of inventions that got him both rich and very well-known to a few high up people. He still does work for garages, mostly developing ilegal mods for street racing cars.
Age: 23
Gender: Male
Height:6'0"
Weight:145
Appearance: The first impression one would get of Weiland Nikandros is that of any other computer nerd: tall, skinny, pale complexion, etc. But upon meeting his midnight blue eyes, that is sure to change. Those eyes hold the intelligence and knowledge comparable to those of a seasoned serial killer: calculating, secretive, and sometimes cold. That is not to say that he is one, of course. It's just a comparison. But those eyes of his are usually hidden behind sunglasses, his white-blond hair too short to cover them alone. More often than not he is seen wearing s white shirt and mechanic-style overalls that hang unbuckled from his waist and steel-toed boots.
Personality: Weiland's personality does not match his eyes. Where they hold a vast knowledge that takes most people a lifetime to earn, he acts rather eccentrically. He laughs loudly and smiles often, makes frequent and sometimes crude jokes with friends, and is prone to muttering to himself after exclaiming something completely random and then disappearing for days at a time. The only time he seems even remotely serious is when he is working on a new project.
Abilities: Weiland is able to shape glass, metal, and plastic as if they were putty, as well as manipulate electricity and a jumble of other odd things, most of which come to him at random.
History: As a small child, Weiland could tell he wasn't quite the same as others his age. Where they were energetic airheads hooked on television and sugar with the attention spans of goldfish, he was quiet, observative, and passive. He excelled quickly in school, graduating at 13 years old. But that was where his school career ended. Despite an abnormally high I.Q., he did not attend college nor did he ever plan to. Instead, he devoted his time to tinkering, taking things apart and putting them back together after studying each and every piece of them. He worked in a garage repairing everything from anique cars to state-of-the-art boats and motor homes when he was 18 and quit 6 months into it when some metal and glass bent like clay at his touch. This new-found power led him to experiments and, later, a long line of inventions that got him both rich and very well-known to a few high up people. He still does work for garages, mostly developing ilegal mods for street racing cars.
