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METAHUMAN
ALIAS: Headrush
POWERS: -Super speed
Sometimes Headrush feels cheated because he only got one power (that he knows of, at least) and some of his friends or members of the New Sentinels got multiple ones. But all things considered, it’s fun to have super speed, because he can go to Vegas for a day and then be home in time for dinner.
TEAM/ASSOCIATES: The New Sentinels-- he’s the leader, sort of. He also has his parents, Silver Arrow and Captain Velocity, if he ever needs them; he likes to think he only relies on them for a place to live and food, though.
NEMESIS: none in particular, as of this moment
TRADEMARK: Headrush is known for his red, orange, or a mixture of both, depending on how he’s feeling that day.
ORIGIN STORY: Genetics are the reason Headrush is the way he is. Both of his parents, who now generally go by Alice and Liam Hopper instead of their former aliases, have super speed, so it’s only logical that their son inherited it as well.
HISTORY: He really doesn’t have a ‘history’ of which to speak. He’s a pretty face for the tabloids, the oldest member of the New Sentinels. Sure, he’s busted up some simple muggings and helped old ladies across the street, but it’s nothing exciting. Headrush isn’t sure if he likes that or not. On one hand, he wants to be a famous superhero, but on the other, he really just wants to mooch of his parents for the rest of his life and not have to do anything. Many people, especially teenage girls (he can’t help if he has a fan base!), would like to see him in action more, but he figures they’re okay with shots of him walking quickly down the street. His parents, however, would like it very much for him to go out and do something with his life, going so far as to threaten cutting him off.
NOTES: Headrush doesn’t really have an alter ego. His middle name is his alias, for God’s sake. Beside, he’s proud of what he is, and doesn’t see any point in hiding it. Headrush is a better name to go by than Ezra, anyway. Everyone calls him Headrush (or Ez, if they absolutely, positively must) except for his mother, to whom he is always Ezra unless they’re speaking of his powers or things related.
CIVILIAN
NAME: Ezra Headrush Hopper
AGE/DATE OF BIRTH: 21; 27 February, 1988
OCCUPATION: being a poster child and living off his parents’ money
APPEARANCE: Headrush is, for lack of better words, handsome. He’s got that pretty boy, All-American feel. His eyes are big and blue, his hair is brown and tousled, and his body isn’t that bad, all things considered. Headrush played football in high school (he promised his coach he wouldn’t use his speed, but c’mon, it’s a God given talent or some shit) so he’s toned, and is sometimes just goes on a shirtless spree. He’s just conventionally handsome, and trust me, he knows—Headrush also hopes the ladies do.
PERSONALITY: A lot of the time, Headrush can seem to be just your average lazy, entitled youth. He has money so he generally thinks that he can do what he wants, when he wants, how he wants. He’s often in the paparazzi photos just because he’s the son of two metas and he can be, and that’s all he really needs. Headrush enjoys the attention he receives for being in the New Sentinels, and uses it for all it’s worth.
But beneath this material, narcissistic exterior, Headrush is a nice kid. He likes helping people, which is a good quality to have in the meta world; he’ll buy booze for the younger members of NS, because he’s such a ‘nice kid’, but he tries to not do it all too much, because look how he turned out with the help of underage drinking. He enjoys making friends and does so easily, but also harbors grudges against those that anger him. Generally his friends are his age (for legal drinking, of course) or younger (because he can act like a kid with them), because he feels so very disconnected from the generation that is threatening to take away his life-support: money.
He’s afraid to do anything too stupid or shocking because of what it would do to his reputation, and even the reputation of his family. Headrush might have the appearance of a bad boy that doesn’t give a rat’s ass about what people think about him, but he doesn’t ever want those rumours in the gossip rags to become glaringly true and he loses the favour of the people.
BACKGROUND: Ezra Headrush Hopper was not an expected baby; maybe that’s why he came out with the middle name ‘Headrush’. His parents were Silver Arrow and Captain Velocity, the two speedsters of the New Sentinels of their day. They were also a sort of ‘golden couple’, married at eighteen and living in a quaint little house with a white picket fence by twenty. But for some reason no one was prepared for them to have a child, especially them. They were metas, god damn it, not parents!
So they spoiled him, as any clueless parent with money would do. They spoiled him through preschool, elementary school, and even up to sixth grade, when he was late to school and realized that hey, he could run really, really fast. Maybe Headrush wasn’t an inappropriate name after all. And after that they continued to spoil him: through middle school, through his acceptance and ‘advancement’ in the New Sentinels, through high school, through that one year of college that didn’t quite work out… to put it simply, Headrush was spoiled. Period.
The elder Hoppers figured that after this year of college, their son would either speed his way out of town to make his own life, or wrangle together the New Sentinels to make them a proper crime-fighting group. That was two years ago. Headrush never promised them anything, though, so he figures he’ll stick around as long as they’re willing to keep supporting him and then find something to do. Being Headrush Hopper has to count for something, right?
OOC
NAME: Chela
TIMEZONE: EST
AGE: 18
AIM: ourproblematique
EXPERIENCE: Here at Castalian Springs, its predecessor Pierian Springs, and many games before that.
PB: Who is your character’s face? Jake Gyllenhaal
FIRST-PERSON: I wake up late this morning, laze around in bed about half an hour longer than I should, and then stroll into the kitchen because I don’t hear Mom cooking. Strange, says I. Dad isn’t reading the newspaper at the table with those disgustingly large glasses and there isn’t any bacon on a plate for me on the island. Very strange. So I go over to the fridge to find some orange juice or something and there, on a yellow Post-It, is a note written in red Sharpie. It says, and I quote:
We’re doing some kind of promotional tour today. Your mother roped us into it unknowingly. Get your ass out of bed and do something with NS today. We love you but we’re kicking you out otherwise.
Yeah, I think I’m going to call his bluff.
THIRD-PERSON: a link to a drabble I wrote for the aforementioned Pierian Springs a few years back