Name: max
Age: 17
Looks: blond, blue eyes, rather handsome fellow.
Power or race: human. Power is conversion of any energy to... Well, any other energy. He can only contain so much energy at the moment. Over charging results in lightning.
Personality: sweet, kind fellow. Tries to use his powers to help out. But don't mess with him. He can get mad. Really mad. But he tries to direct his anger towards inanimate objects. Also telekinesis towards small objects.
Bio: having been an orphan his whole life, he wandered the streets, using his ability as a sorrow sideshow trick for money. One of his tricks Is making someone stop moving just be touching them. He got by. One day he got caught by the police. They tazed him and overloaded him. He woke up at the school of the gifted.
Other: loves storms. And standing in the middle of a field during tornadoes. Best..... Chef.... EVER!!!
Max fell off his bed. He wasn't used to having a bed, so he often fell off it. He's been here at the school for a couple of days already, and secluded himself to his room to avoid contact with others. He was adjusting to having more things than what would fit in his pockets. He loved it here already! And he hasn't even met anyone aside from the person who led him to his room. Never saw them again. Mainly because he never left his room to look. Anyway, max now gets up and finally leaves his room. His stomach is ordering him to.