Roberto Augustus Rodriguez

[Brair Moss]

Roberto Augustus Rodriguez
"Nothing is instant. Instant rice takes five minutes, instant pudding an hour. What the hell is instant?"

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Roberto Augustus Rodriguez is the name and Hand-to-hand combat is my game! Which means I belong to the Peace Keepers.
As you can see, I am a Man who happens to like other men.
Don't worry though, I'm Thirty-five so I know what I'm doing!
People say I have a bad habit of: "I mean, people say I'm a little... Abrasive. I like to talk, and I also like to talk with my hands. Choppy motions, finger waggling, the likes. I'm a smartass, and a badass, or any other cool word that ends with a**. Jackass? I dunno, whatever. I like making people feel uncomfortable, and I particularly like bothering my familiar. Fun guy. I smoke more than a freight train, and can drink my weight in liquor when I'm up to it. I like being sarcastic. I tease as much as I can, but if it actually hurts someone's feelings it doesn't exactly give me any pleasure and I stop. I like pop-culture, and y'know, nerdy s**t. Comics, video games, whatever."but I don't really see it.
I discovered I happen to like Caffeine, bothering people, playing with things, fiddling, cigarettes, alcohol, pop-culture, leather jackets.
But really don't like being cold, hurting people's feelings when he doesn't mean to, bigots, unnecessary fights, sad movies, crying in general.
My life isn't just rainbow's and sunshines! "So. Ever been to Canada? Well, I've had the pleasure of being raised there. My parents immigrated from Spain when I was young and landed over in Alberta. It's sort of the cowboy province of Canada. Got the Rockies, all that nature stuff, y'know. It's pretty. But it's boring. I lived in a small town, almost a farm. Grew up with my fair share of bigots in my day. People have this image of Canadians in their head. Nice people and all that stuff, but really, we're all like anyone else, and people don't like things that are different. I was one of those.

My family's had powers for a pretty short amount of time, all things considered. The magic only came in around the late eighteen-hundreds when my who-knows-how-many-greats grandmother on my father's side married some wizard. I'm young blood, I guess you can say.

I mean, I was the only gay man in a fifty kilometer radius, so you can guess who was the town outcast. My parents, in their defense, couldn't sniff the f** on me at all, so I don't blame them for not stepping in to help me. I never told them. Moved out when I was... What, eighteen? Yeah, probably. Went to Calgary. Soon-to-be big city, apparently more accepting. And it was. But you don't want to hear about that. I was minding my own business a few years ago after a fight with some guy at a bar when I was approached by some people from the Night Guard. I didn't have anywhere else to go, so I joined. And, uh, now I'm the hand-to-hand combat specialist, so I guess it was a pretty good decision. but you live and learn.
I have a I use nothing but a pair of gauntlets and my awesome chunky body, baby, and I know how to use it!
My ever faithful companion just so happens to be Jean-Marc Flamant.
They give me I can actually change the weight of my body to be as light as a feather or as heavy as an elephant, and I can also alter my own momentum. With enough focus, I can bash my way through pretty much any solid object without serious injury. Think the Juggernaut from X-Men, except not... Ridiculous-looking. I know what you're saying: how did some little skinny runt give me those powers? I've got no ********' idea, man. And I have an unnaturally high body temperature. Constantly.
Oh I love this song! Mother Mother - Wrecking Ball
I forgot to tell you something. Proficient at Spanish and French. Knows choice curses in multiple other languages.
I wish I could escape the eyes! Brair Moss

[Brair Moss]

Jean-Marc "Mark" Flamant
"Grace under pressure."

I happen to be friends with Roberto Rodriguez whom I happen to think highly poorly of. It might not be to obvious at first but I am one-hundred and twenty-four and happen to be a male Djinn.
I happen to be quite fond of coffee, heat, blankets, warmth in general, fires, heights, clear days, being sarcastic, Roberto.
but hate The cold, cramped spaces, the dark, Roberto.
Humans just don't understand why I am "Let me just say that I dislike Roberto immensely. Most of the time. Often. I didn't like him when I first saw him, younger and less fat, and I don't like him now with more wrinkles and a pot. I think it's because we're both stubborn. I don't know. I don't like to be touched. People say I'm neurotic. I suppose I might be, just a little. I like to be left alone to my own devices. I'm solitary, like a cat. Roberto says I'm like a cat, too. Wanting heat, temperamental, independent, grudge-holding... But I look like a bird. He often doesn't make much sense."but I aim to make them figure out why!
My life before being bonded: "I know exactly what you're thinking: genie named Jean-Marc, aren't they Arabic? Well, you'd be right, we are. I just don't give out me real name to just anybody. Even Roberto doesn't know it. See, if you know a Djinn's name, it tends to go badly for said djinn. You gain power over them. So, I'm French. French-Canadian, to be exact.

I was always in the Void, really. Djinn aren't really born, either. We're just created after a series of long and confusing events occur simultaneously and in the right order. I sort of... Moped about with the others until I was tugged out and bonded with Mister Spaniard over there. He was Canadian, so I chose to be Canadian, too. I'm still trying to wrap my head around all of this stuff in the world after all these years here. It's a little embarassing, actually.
I have a Little more than his legs and his partner. Is actually pretty rubbish at fighting without any real magic or protection.
I have abilities you know! Mark can shape-shift into most anything, so long as he's either seen it somewhere. He can't think up of something from his head and use it. His preferred form is the pink-haired flamingo above. He can also conjure up small explosions.
What might lie beyond the cover: Does not feel any sexual attraction to Roberto. At all. Nope. None here.