IDENTIFICATION

Full Name: Tyler Durden
Nickname(s): Ty, Sunshine Durden
Codename: none
Race: Mutant
Age: 24
D.O.B: March 13
Alliance: Outlaw
Canon?: No
Power(s) if any:
- Electric Manipulation/Control
- Electric Generation/Creation
- Enhanced/Superior Durability
Financial Status: Meh, he gets by.
Occupation: He works odd jobs. One stable job he does however is making soap.


SKIN DEEP

Hair Color/Style: Blond/Spikey
Eye Color: Green
Height/Weight: 6'0/180 Ibs
Body Type: Muscular
Picture:
Appearance Description:

Tyler is physically gifted by some people's standards. His tall, standing six feet tall with a well chiseled bod--although that doesn't mean he looks like one of those ubber buffed steroid heads you'd find at the local gym. Tyler to his disliking is blond. It's not the color he finds distasteful, but the stigma that comes with it. As much as it may irritate him at times, he refuses to die it. Tyler also has emerald green eyes, which he is quite pleased with. As for clothing wise, Tyler loves wearing sunglasses and a leather jacket--his favorite one being red.

FROM OUTSIDE TO INSIDE

Likes: fighting, sports, beer, women
Dislikes: Volks Wagon Beetles, overly materialistic people
Strengths: good sense of humor, his optimistic personality
Flaws: cocky, arrogance, failure to plan for the future
Quirks: He can't stay in one place for too long--be it a job, home, city
Intelligence: Tyler tried his best at school, not at the top of his class yet not a failure. Tyler is a perfect example of streets smarts versus school smarts.
Talent(s): His knowledge of useless information that he will randomly tell you, which in turn will leave you puzzled only to bring a smile to your face. After all that's probably what he wanted to begin with. Also he can talk fluent Spanish and some French.
Aspiration(s): None thus far.
Sexual Orientation: Straight
Speech Manner: Tyler isn't one to talk fancy to you. He has a low confident voice that will get your attention even though what his saying is nothing but utter garbage.
Personality:

Boom! Like the explosive power of the atomic bomb, Tyler's personality is loud and in charge. A control freak, Tyler at first glance seems pleasant. And well, it'd be a lie to say he isn't. His friendly, always open to talk to anyone who is willing enough to listen. The charismatic Tyler loves to live life on the edge. Always playing instead of working. He can resemble a child, always procrastinating the future and living in the moment. As optimistic as he may appear, even sun shine Tyler has his dark side. Like stated earlier, Tyler IS a control freak. He loves manipulating people--be it for their own good or just out of pure amusement. As long as he gets to play lead chief to the Indians on whatever chaotic situation he may be in, he'll be a happy dude. Also Tyler detests over materialistic people.

GOING BACK
Hometown: Miami, Florida
Parent(s):
-Johnathan Durden [dad]
-Maire Durden [mom/deceased]
-Kate Durden [step-mom]
Sibling(s):
-Samantha Durden [half-sister]
-Adam Durden [half-brother]
Other(s): His mother passed away shortly after Tyler was born.
Past History:

As a young kid Tyler always followed the rules. He would try hard at school, never making A's but getting by. Tyler was content with life, not overly satisfied, but not dramatically depressed that he needed Zoloft. Tyler was a normal kid, he had friends, played sports, went to prom--the whole enchilada. Finally the time to go to college had come.

Like always he asked his father, "Dad what do I do now?". To which his father would reply, "Well Tyler you go to college now." Tyler would then ask. "Alright. Where?" His father then answered with a long detailed plan for Tyler's life in college. Thus Tyler served his four years with out a complaint, doing exactally what his dad had told him. After graduation came and left Tyler picked up the phone again and called his dad. "Dad what do I do now?" His frustrated dad answered, "I don't know Tyler, why don't you get a job now. Then once your stable think about giving marriage a shot?" Like the dutiful son that he was, he did just that. Within a year he was able to get a well stable paying job, along with a beautiful finace�.

Minutes before the wedding he pondered over his life. Which led to a life altering, eye opening conclusion. "What the hell I'm I doing?" For once in his life he was no longer content. He felt utterly empty. Nothing in his life was him. Not his fancy little car, not his job, not even his family! Don't even get started with the finance�. Sure she was great to look at, but being eternally stuck with her! He'd be committing suicide by the age of 30. He had to get out! Making the first real decision in his life, Tyler bailed on his wedding. Don't worry he did leave a not though. 'Sorry I can't marry you. Sorry. -Tyler".

As soon as Tyler began his new life, an unexpected surprise hit him. He got his mutant power's. Old Tyler would of been shocked, scared even. Not now though. Now he embraced them, like a parent embraces their child--or should anyways. Solo, he trained himself to wield his power's along working on his alcohol and rug tolerance. Like a nomad he moved through out the United States, straggling over to Mexico and Canada now and again. Hearing about the massive amount of riots an mutant hatred up in Bayville, New York--naturally Tyler had to go over and check it out.

PLAYER BASIS
(This is to get to know you as a person and not just as your rp character)

Name: Diana
Age: 17
Gender: F
State/Country: TX/US
Where did you hear about us?: Owner
Other characters you control (if any): Alot.