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Characterization-
Character Name: Sylar
Character Age:30
Relevance to Storyline (Attachments to people, jobs.. etc.): I'm the villain, and I like it that way.
Character Ability:
telekinesis, ice creation, eidetic memory
Character History:
If my friend gets in as Eden, I'll break from canon with Eden helping Sylar escape instead of her dying. Then they'll team up.
or
I'd like to break Sylar from canon into the What Ifs by not having him hook up with Mohinder. This would keep him from the enhanced hearing and getting to Isaac.
Sample/Background Post:
He wished he could do something about the unbearable heat, but that would draw too much attention to himself. Instead he settled for chilling the bottle of water that he had tucked between his knees while he waited for the bus to arrive. Sylar glanced at the horizon, watching the mirage shimmer on the horizon, and let out a bitter laugh. He'd never been to hell, but he was pretty sure that it was next door to Texas.
"Why would anyone want to live here?" He said as he rubbed the cold bottle against his forehead.
The old woman frowned at him. She was dried up, her face looked like the forgotten potato in the bottom refrigerator. The one that smelled bad, but you couldn't find because it was hiding under an onion. "What's you problem?"
E-MAIL: if you reply to any post on the comm or in my own LJ, I will get back to you. I don't post my email address.
Characterization-
Character Name: Sylar
Character Age:30
Relevance to Storyline (Attachments to people, jobs.. etc.): I'm the villain, and I like it that way.
Character Ability:
telekinesis, ice creation, eidetic memory
Character History:
If my friend gets in as Eden, I'll break from canon with Eden helping Sylar escape instead of her dying. Then they'll team up.
or
I'd like to break Sylar from canon into the What Ifs by not having him hook up with Mohinder. This would keep him from the enhanced hearing and getting to Isaac.
Sample/Background Post:
He wished he could do something about the unbearable heat, but that would draw too much attention to himself. Instead he settled for chilling the bottle of water that he had tucked between his knees while he waited for the bus to arrive. Sylar glanced at the horizon, watching the mirage shimmer on the horizon, and let out a bitter laugh. He'd never been to hell, but he was pretty sure that it was next door to Texas.
"Why would anyone want to live here?" He said as he rubbed the cold bottle against his forehead.
The old woman frowned at him. She was dried up, her face looked like the forgotten potato in the bottom refrigerator. The one that smelled bad, but you couldn't find because it was hiding under an onion. "What's you problem?"
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