Victor Borkowski//Anole WIP

[Victor Borkowski]

Victor Borkowski

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Anole // 16 // STUDENT // PLAY BY

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:: PERSONALITY ::

Victor for the most part is intelligent and level headed teen. He learned to avoid violence if possible but also stand up for himself and others if there is no other way. He always wears a smile and is hard to anger. Despite how at times people see this as the way he always is, but people who get to know him find out he is a lot more calculating then he lets on. He is almost always willing to go behind the back of proper authorities, if he thinks they won’t listen or if time is o the essence and it involves someone close to him. He does at times try his hardest to find the best side of a person and despite what other may think of this being gullible it’s really just him giving people a benefit of a doubt for their actions and choices. He does have a decent sense of humor, and doesn’t mind jokes about his skin if he knows the person is joking.

It is possible to bait Victor into an argument or fight if ones poke hard enough, mostly about his appearance, his friends, or his love life. It isn’t hard to be on good terms with Victor, but even he has his limits. He dreams of one day seeing a world where people will be free of their hatred and their views, and vows to live an example until that day comes. He is always willing to learn anything he thinks is able to help him in the future, and at times will jump from one hobby to another.

"You're not the only one with gifts."

:: MUTATION ::

"Living from day to day, moving from place to place, with no memory of who or what you are."

:: History ::

Victor was born and raised in Fairbury, Illinois, and where his powers manifested at the age of twelve. He hated what had happened to him, and hid himself away from the world. This had kept up for a few days, with his parents covering for him telling the school that he had come down with the flue, half hoping he would grow out of it in a few days. It was until night had fallen and he watched the streets fall silent to the moon. A young boy around his age was walking alone in the suburban streets; soon found his way cut off by two older teens. Victor hated these people, they were from another school and always attacked people around his neighborhood to avoid being recognized.

Leaping from his window, Victor quickly moved between the two of them, and was willing to put an end to this if need. He tried to convince them to leave peacefully, and as it always does, they ignored his please and went to attack the young teen. Victor was barely able to fend the two off, mostly due to when one of the goons broke a few of knuckles when he tried to hit Victor in the top of his head. After the struggle, Victor turned to see who it was he saved, and was shocked when it was Alex, a close friend of his from school.

Desperate to avoid being noticed Victor ran home hoping that Alex didn't recognize him. It was a few days later that the story hit the news of a young teen that had defended Alex from an attack, but his name was never mentioned. He soon found that the town had known who it was. Alex was smart to leave Victor's identity out of it, but told his parents and his friends. Despite his physical appearance and his abilities, most of the people in his town didn‘t see how this young child was a monster like the politicians and radicals would have them believe. He had a normal childhood, playing with friends, going to school, and just living for the most part without a problem. Despite the occasional person looking down on him because of his appearance and gifts, he never really thought about the troubles he would face later on, despite knowing full well about the events happening to mutants.

The fear that was felt by the small town for Victor couldn’t be measured, as the anti-mutant groups rose in numbers, feeling that it might end badly for the young boy. The news seem to have been flooded with reports and stories of violence against people who were thought to be mutants, and that the crimes where getting closer to Fairbury. Alex was the first to spoke his concern for the young teen, and the fact that he couldn't let Victor become harmed after what he did years ago. He originally talked with Victor's parents hoping they might be able to find someplace safe to send him. It wasn’t long before the young teen became noticed, and during a cold night, a group of anti-mutant supporters believed that they would take it in their hands to eliminate any nearby mutant threats that may reach them.

They had cornered Victor when he was walking home from a small store, believing that he was going to attack them when he had the chance. As one of the large men was able to get a hit in with the bat he was wielding, knocking the young teen to the ground. It was a shock to most, when one of the neighbors, and Alex's father, stepped in the way of the next blow trying to protect him. It was shortly after the two men where fended off that the town started to avoid Victor, afraid that it might lead to them or their children getting hurt. Shortly after the incident Victor was confronted by a man who mentioned a school for people like him, who were gifted with unique powers. Despite the long talk Victor was adamant about not going. He didn’t understand why he should move away from everything he had just because of how people saw him. It was a month after the conversation that Alex and his other friends started to sever all ties to him, fearful of what might happen to them but also in hopes that he may go to school and be safe himself. It was shortly later his parents sent him to the school in hopes of protecting him from others who just saw him as a freak. He hated it for the most part, being sent away by his parents and even more hateful at the people who disconnected themselves form him just because of fear. He thought back to Alex, he was one of the few people who truly understood him, and it was the thought that had hurt Victor the most. Alex was one of closest friends, and it was then he realized the truth. Despite all the hatred he felt, he silently knew what they were doing and thanked them for their concern.

"Scream for me."

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:: RP sample ::

Victor counted every bump from the road, as the bus he was on ran through the empty streets. It was a mix of paranoia and fear that washed over him, and kept causing him to look over his shoulder. It wasn't crowded on the bus, but there was still enough people for him to warrant wearing his hood on his jacket up, and to avoid look straight at someone.

Memories of that night still played in his mind. He wanted to forget the fear he felt, the lose, but ever quiet second made him remember. It was at that moment he felt his stop couldn't come soon enough. Minutes passed as Victor continued to try and shake the feeling that someone was watching his every step and movement. The music played from the earbuds, a misguided attempt to lose the feeling that was haunting him. It was when the bus slowed to a stop that he realized he was in walking distance of the school.

Disappearing out of view, the bus was no longer in view, and Victor continued his way to the school. The streets were quiet and clam, the occasional flickering light causing him to jump and pulling his hood up further. It was too long before Victor could see the large gate to the school near by, and wondered what laid in store for him.

"Welcome to Mutant High."

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Martamis // GENT // Can't think of one now // Excelsior!

"Class dismissed."

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