Name: Cyrus Flynn
Age: 17
Color: Cyan
Race: Human
Influence: Tron/The Matrix
Occupation/Setting: Freshman at Beacon/Former illicit mechanic
Gender: Male
Appearance: Cyrus is relatively tall for his age, standing at 5'11", and is an almost underweight level of skinny. That isn't to say that he doesn't have any meat on his bones at all, but what he does have is tough and sinewy, much like that of a gymnast or spelunker. His hair is bright blue in color, and is slicked back into a mullet that he constantly fusses over. His eyes are equally blue, and his skin is vampirically pale.
Cyrus' clothing is relatively unremarkable. He wears black pants, black boots, and a black T-shirt, all hidden under a black coat that hangs down to his feet, and black wraparound sunglasses that completely cover his eyes. In combat, however, his outfit really shines. Literally. Concealed in his coat are strips of lights, placed along the edge of his hood, the inside hems of his sleeves, and in rings at his back, shoulders, elbows, and hands, which glow a bright blue, the same blue as his eyes and hair. The rings also serve as sheathes for his weapons.
Personality: Cyrus is an nerd, a gearhead, and a weapon freak rolled up in a shell of awkward silence. If he's not improving his weapons or working on his motorcycle, he's probably reading or playing some kind of game. He doesn't talk much, which when coupled with his clothes generally makes him seem stoic and intimidating, but he's really just terminally shy. This shyness, of course falls away in the heat of battle, allowing his dry sense of humor and razor-sharp wit to come to the surface. He still shows relatively little emotion though, leading some to call him a robot, a rumor he fervently denies. His expertise in the mechanical fields combined with his intellect can make him a tad arrogant at times, but he generally keeps it under wraps.
Skills and Abilities: Cyrus is a master mechanic, able to build and fix almost anything. He also knows pretty much everything about anything, though he usually can't remember the useful bits. He can also hack into almost any security system, though he doesn't get to do that much anymore.
Weapons and Fighting Style: Cyrus has a set of seven black chakrams that he collectively calls the Seven Circles of Heaven. Four of the chakrams are the same size, about six inches in diameter, while the fifth is substancially larger, about ten inches in diameter. The main body of the weapons are a matte black color, with the edges and a single thin line on the flat sides colored a bright blue. Cyrus can either use them as melee weapons, thrown weapons, or, even remotely through a series of magnetic transmitters installed in his coat. In this stance, Cyrus controls the weapons through his body movements, with each disc corresponding to a certain point on his body. The chakrams also have the ability to retain all of their kinetic energy upon impact with a solid surface, which allows Cyrus to bounce them off of walls and scenery, creating confusing, difficult to follow attacks. He generally prefers to stay at a distance, using his weapons to control the battle field by restricting his opponent's movements, while in Melee combat he fights more defensively, often moving nothing but his arms as he deflects his opponent's attacks with his remotely controlled weapons. He functions best at mid-range, however, as his only long-ranged attack is a concussive laser generated by lining up all five of his chakrams, a technique he affectionately calls the Bass Cannon. It's powerful, but he can't move while he's performing it, so his target has to either walk into the beam or stand completely still.
Aura/Semblance: Cyrus' aura is, obviously, Cyan, and his Semblance is Dilation. He can temporarily slow down time in his immediate area, making it easier to dodge attacks and aim his weapons.
Backstory/History: Cyrus' mother was a huntress, but she was killed in battle when he was very young. Her death hit his father hard, and he turned to drinking, leaving six-year-old Cyrus and his three-year-old sister Olivia to fend for themselves. Cyrus went to work for a local gang, stripping down stolen vehicles and selling the parts to support his family. It was there, at that chop shop, that he crafted his first weapon, and when he first realized he wanted to become a Hunstman. By the age of thirteen, he had completed his weapon set, crafted a weapon for his sister, and begun teaching her how to fight. By the age of fourteen, both he and his sister had enrolled themselves in Signal Academy, to their father's chagrin.
Team: TBD
Themes: Derezzed by Daft Punk
Quotes: "If mortal hands built it, Cyrus Flynn can fix it. Or take it apart. Whichever you need, really."
"Aw yeah, Bullet Time!"
"It's simple. We just need to reroute the auxiliary dust conduit into the power manifold, then bypass the main accelerator control and reconfigure the primary drive coil. Oh, never mind, just hand me that wrench and don't get in my way."
