Blumenthal, Charles Lukas

General »

Nickname: Charlie, Chuck
Gender: Male
Age: 38
Student/Professor: Professor
Subject: Strategy and Defense
Birth-date: October 13, 1974
Birthplace: Starnberg, Bavaria, Germany
Sexuality: Straight
Face Claim: Simon Baker

Appearance »

Eye color: Blue
Hair color: Blonde
Height: 5’11”
Build: Athletic
Scars: One cutting diagonally across his forearm, and one on his lower back
Tattoos: None
Piercings: None

Personality »

Likes:

• Languages
  
• People
  
• Games
  
• Winning
  
• Sweets
  
• Using his power
  
• Being in control
  
• Tricks
  
• Pranks
  
• Jokes
  
• Vests
  
• Children
  

Dislikes:

• Being physically close to people
  
• Talking too much
  
• Coffee
  
• Loud noises
  
• Horror movies
  
• Bright lights
  
• His accent slipping out
  
• German slipping out
  
• The nickname “Chuck”
  
• His power
  

Fears:

• Being caught
  
• Losing his control
  
• Falling in love
  
• Zombies
  
• Being trapped with someone
  

Brief Summary:

Charlie has always had an air of likability about him, one that softens the harsher things he often lets slip. His brain-to-mouth filter is terrible, but he insists he’d rather know what a person was really thinking than have to pick through all their kissing up and fake smiles. It doesn’t help that he can tell what people feel like when they’re talking to him, and so knows exactly when it’s kissing up and fake smiles (or the opposite).

He’s calm almost to a fault, and people seem to find this either very calming or completely infuriating. He takes life as it comes, rolls with the punches and refuses to let people get under his skin. For the most part he has a fairly easy time of it, though he is quickly riled when people begin poking their noses into his business or his past. He is not against using his power to drive people away when he feels threatened, or to keep people from feeling angry enough to complain.

Despite how standoffish he is (and desperately wants to be), he has a weak spot for kids – more so the younger they are. Teenagers are just on the edge, and he can usually keep up his wall of uncaring detachment. Unless they get themselves honestly upset, and then his humanity starts to stir and he has to consciously fight helping them – often with minimal success.

Power Description »

Charlie’s powers unlocked through a sort of breaking in his mind, so he’s convinced there’s no way for him to really control it. His own emotions are easy enough to force elsewhere, but he can’t keep other people’s emotions out of his head. His range is about 100 feet, but being a room mostly restricts the effects.

History »

Charlie was born to a single mother who was barely ever around to do any actually raising. He never knew his father, and when his mom was sober enough to answer questions, she refused to say anything more than that he was a worthless bum they were better off without. For the most part, however, she spent her time drunk out of her mind, high as a kite, or out with whatever man she’d picked up that week. This left Charlie to do most of the raising himself on his own. He adapted, learning skills quickly because the other choice was starving to death, or not being dressed in the morning. His mom never cared – never spared a word or praise or even complaint about what he did – and he eventually stopped trying to get anything from her.

When he was seven, he learned that his mother had a chronically bad taste in men. The latest boyfriend she’d brought back spent half his drunk on the couch, and the other half beating his mother or him. It took months for this to end, and it was only through the intervention of a neighbor that the police eventually showed up to drag the man away. After that it was a pretty regular stream of drunks and police coming and going through his formative years. It didn’t take him long to decide that, no matter how many times they showed up, the police didn’t actually care, since they never took him and it never really stopped. So he closed himself off and tried to force himself to stop caring one way or another.

When he was thirteen, he discovered his power. The latest boyfriend was going off at him (getting more and more worked up the less Charlie reacted), and finally lifted a hand to hit him. Scared despite himself, and frustrated that he was still scared, he tried to push the feeling away. It felt like something snapped inside him, and the man was suddenly whimpering against the wall with his hands over his head. Needless to say, this boyfriend didn’t last long.

After that day, the emotions of the people around Charlie became more and more invasive – at first they were just vague impressions, but they got worse as more days passed. His own emotions were easier to control, and he made frequent use of his ability to push his emotions on others to keep his mom’s worthless boyfriends away. Eventually he drove his mom to throw him out at the age of sixteen, and he went without complaint – it had been a long time since he’d cared much about her either.

Eventually he worked his way to America and learned to hide his accent so he could avoid his past. It worked until he was about twenty-eight, and then he Clyde Schneider. Schneider was a little man with a fanatical look in his eyes and a very persuasive way of speaking. It took some time (and an example of his power) to prove that Charlie wasn’t going to let the man sell him off as he originally planned, and by then Schneider had a new plan. He convinced Charlie that he’d cut him in on any profits they made selling mutants, as long as Charlie would do the actual locating - all Schneider would say was that he was busy with a personal project and he would do what he could to help. It didn’t take long for Charlie to decide he could benefit from it, and he agreed.

It was only very recently that he heard about Silas, but he wasted no time finding out where it was and visiting. Schneider was nearly beside himself when he heard about it, and he insisted Charlie get a job there. Sufficiently bored with wandering the country, Charlie agreed and gained the position at the beginning of the term.

OOC »

OOC Name: Morde
Contact(s): PM
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