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CHILDLIKE ll CURIOUS ll CALM
ANSUL MOVAK
General Info
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Code Name» Frostbite
Age» 17
Gender» Male
Sexuality» Pan
Allegiance» X-Men
Detailed General Information
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Eye Color» Gray
Hair Color» White
Body Built» Toned/skinny
Height» 5 foot 4
Weight» 122 pounds
Powers»
Ice Manipulation
❉Ice Attacks
Divided into two groups depending on whether they use Cold or Ice:
❉Create/generate/increase, shape and manipulate cold for various effects, freezing areas of differing sizes/shapes and/or objects for several effects.
❉Create/generate/increase ice.
➔Burrowing with choice between simply gliding through ice or leaving tunnel.
❉Shape, compress, and/or otherwise manipulate ice.
❉Cryokinetic Constructs including weapons, walls, armors or allies/servants.
➔Move/lift ice at nearly any speed whether in/on surface, air or water. One could even do this on vacuum of space if one has way to survive the experience.
❉Cryokinetic Surfing
❉Elemental Flight using ice.
Enhanced Agility
❉Supernatural Agility: User's agility is superior to what natural can acomplish
Artic adaptation.
❉White dense fur against wind and for camouflage , short claws for digging snow, short snout, long ears for improved and directed hearing (not super sensitive), tail
❉Atmospheric Adaptation
➔Only up to the Troposphere
❉Cold Immunity
❉Reduced heat loss.
Mutant Threat Lvl » Gamma
Origins» Mackenzie Mtn, Yukon Canada.
Likes
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⊗ Cold
⊗ Sweets
⊗ Art
⊗ Games
⊗ Music
Dislikes
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⊗ High heat
⊗ Noise
⊗ Bullying
⊗ Nightmares
⊗ Crowds
Strengths
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⊗ Loyal
⊗ Understanding
⊗ Clever
Weaknesses
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⊗ Heat
⊗ Dehydration
⊗ Dry air
⊗ Curiosity can turn to be distracting during fights.
⊗ Bullying about appearence
⊗ Loud and many noises can disorient.
⊗ Vibrations are hard to freeze
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Personality» A calm person, Ansul tends to stay cool under slight pressure and tends to suggest logical but sometimes overlooked options. He loves his sweets and toys (action figures!), games and comic books. He shies away from groups unless something peaks his interest... If his curiousity goes off he can be a bit of a handfull. Aside from being scared of strangers at first he seemingly opens up quickly.
Biography» Mutated at a young age he was hidden away by his only father to be raised as best as possible. High up north he became used to the cold and it helped shape his current body to it's final result. Hiding his strange looks with a cloak and scarf he tried to go out to see a bit of the northren world but got bullied by grown men, assaulted and even shot at. It was at that moment, when the gunman was waving the barrel at the teen mutant's chest, that the teen constructed his first shield out of thin air. Stopping the bullet did not end his troubles as the police manhandled him on the way to his father.
School was near impossible for him, only being home schooled by a single tutor, but he had a basic grasp of things and quickly developed a liking in cartoony arts, music and creativity. He tried his hand at creating more beautiful things with his ice but it seemed a crude shield was all he could muster.
Being cooped up in a small house all the time got to him again and out of curiosity he sneaked out once more, robe and hood tightly around him. This time it went better as he stalked what had peaked his curiosity. It was a silver truck with complete rig, a very unusual sight this close to the mountains that contained no ore. Sticking his pink nose where it didn't belong got him noticed. Weapon smugglers where using the road between the village and a harbor town to sun weapons from china to the north of america... and he got caught.
His legs pumped as fast as he could back to the village, his only hope the police who hated the abomination, but right before he made it gunfire started behind him. Sheer terror gripped his heart again as he screamed and curled up. A moment of silence before the gunmen had their aim on him again... then the same noise. It rattled around his ears, the bangs behind him deafening him but other then that no pain. He was tired, and getting weaker rapidly... When he looked up, curiosity once again forcing him too, he noticed a blue ice sphere was around him and deflecting the bullets. The police showed up and soon the gunmen had run. Ansul then fainted.
It was then that his father called the Xavier Institute and asked them to pick up his son, he then moved away under a false name. The father hoped his son would have a better life amongst his own kind.
When Ansul woke up he had a duffelbag on him and seemed to be in the police headquarters of a major city, waiting for pick up.
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