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[Kenneth Johnston]

Name: Kenneth Lee Johnston Band Alias: Flint Embers Age: 26 Gender: Male Sexuality: Gray-A / below demisexual / not quite asexual Faction: Neutral Occupation: Phoenix Fire Drummer / Antique Store Clerk / Waiter Playby: KATEKYO HITMAN REBORN!, G. Traits Positive Accepting Understanding Respectful Laid-Back Hands on Cooperative Resourceful Negative Compulsive Frank Dry Callus Fickle Venal Locks up emotions - Will add someday. History Richard and Paula had met in a hospital. As a master craftsman, Richard had been injured during a building accident, and his nurse at the time, Paula, was a sweet woman. They were a bit awkward at first but seemed to mesh well personality wise. They’d be married only a year before their baby Kenneth would be born into the world. The small family would have a happy life for a short time up until a T-bone car accident would kill both those in the front seat leaving only their son alive. How the baby managed to survive such a nasty accident was questionable— though possibly a testament to his car seat and placement in the backseat. He came away from it with very few scars, but without his parents to claim him, Ken was passed from extended family to extended family before finally being settled with his aunt and uncle in Georgia. In Kenneth’s early years, he was treated rather well. His aunt and uncle hadn’t had children yet and thus they treated him as their son, more or less. Though he would learn of the story of his parents’ fate relatively early in life due to both his aunt and uncle wanting him to at least acknowledge his deceased parents despite having no memory of them outside of the family photographs, Ken found such images to be nothing more than that: images. He would never know his parents, would never get the chance to know them, and though some may have thought it was terrible, Ken had grown up in simple acceptance of this fact. It was fine, Auntie and Uncle were good people and loved him just the same. From his earliest memories, Ken could remember being taken to church every Wednesday night and Sunday morning. Within the church, he would be engrossed in a number of peers whom he would make friends with over time including a boy one year his junior named Connor. Education called for most of his time by that time, however, and Kenneth found himself learning the ways of teachers and formal knowledge. Despite being the class clown with wayward pranks and an unhealthy love of making a mess, he was a relatively decent student all things considered. Auntie put him in piano and dance lessons relatively early on because “if boys didn’t learn such now, they never would as men”. She was probably right considering he developed and ear for music and beat through both lessons relatively easily at this time. As he grew older, the piano teacher eventually encouraged him to learn other musical instruments, and he went through a phase of trying everything- much to the neighbor’s discontent for noise. The family would shift around with the addition of another as Ken was about to start third grade. After years of trying, Auntie had finally gotten pregnant, and by the following summer, his cousin Victoria, was born. Of course the relatively new parents would be rather protective of the baby they had tried so hard for, but due to the special attention with which they gave her, Ken began to receive mixed signals and subsequently mixed feelings about her. Sometimes he loved her as she was a sweet addition to the family. Other times, she felt like his replacement in his aunt and uncle’s hearts. She was their child, something he would never be, and as he grew older, Ken often found it hard to cope with this. He both wanted attention and didn’t want to take it away from their ‘real’ child, and as time went on, Ken grew distant and avoided ‘being in the way’. Trying to get out of the house more, Ken spent quite a lot of time in friend’s house and at the park. The older he got, the more physical he became often at the very least jogging a few times a week. He grew lean and surprisingly tall in those days despite usual boy’s growth rates. In a wayward sort of way, he became relatively popular – especially among girls when he was finally starting middle school. Despite them constantly being around, Ken treated them more as friends, and it was only when his uncle noted he was growing into a ‘ladies’ man’ that he even really noticed them in that light. Even then, he wasn’t really interested like that and tended to skirt affections higher than friendship. As Ken was about to start high school, his aunt and uncle had a surprise second child, and rather than force his cousin to have a baby in her room, Ken made accommodations to instead live with his grandmother across town and work her old antique store as payment. While his aunt and uncle assured him that he could live there for as long as he wanted, Ken had made the decision and made all the arrangements. Besides, his grandmother was aging and needed the help anyways. Heck he didn’t even have to change schools that way; it all worked out. Moving from the relatively spacious bedroom that he had been in for years into a cramped and awkwardly expanded closet room above his grandmother’s antique store was rather difficult for Ken. He had to give up a lot of stuff along the way and ended up giving most if not everything to friends. What didn’t go to them went to charity. Working the antique store and going to school, Kenny picked up the drums and played in marching band. It was a difficult and stressful schedule most of the week, and Ken lost a lot of sleep, but he managed to keep his grades up and save a bit of money from work. Meanwhile, he never ceased going to church and seeing his friends there- or at least he tried to. Some weeks it couldn’t be helped if he was working. Because he was so busy, Ken rarely had time for any deeper relationships – as if he wasn’t already rather adverse to such things by that point. He didn’t want to deal with the stress that came with dating nor did he have any time to date anyways. During his senior year, Ken used what money he had managed to save up to put a down payment on a beat up old car that he would then begin to fix up in the year thereafter. Rather than go to college, Ken stayed at the antique store and picked up a second night job as a waiter (eventually becoming a bar tender in the years that followed) all the while practicing his skills in the drums and the piano, the prior being a passion and the latter being a testament to his aunt. With the economy struggling here and there, making ends meet was still difficult for Ken as he tried desperately not to live off his grandmother. Deciding he had to at least get a higher education for further opportunities, Ken started taking classes here and there mostly online. When his grandmother fell ill right before finals week, he ended up flunking two of the classes (as one of them only had two tests (a midterm and a final) and the other had only one test (a final). The other class, he managed to pass but not with flying colors. His grandmother recovered for the most part- only to be rather upset at hearing about his grades. Discouraged, Ken decided to quit college for a while and just keep working. Years passed, and when Connor suggested starting a band, initially Ken was raising an eyebrow. Sure he was decent at the drums- as marching band had made him so, but … a band? Eh, why not. Maybe they’d hit it big or something. Agreeing to so long as they still kept their day jobs (and in Kenny’s circumstance, his night job as well), he fell into a new routine which was pretty fun he had to admit. At the very least it was a stress reliever, and getting to be around his friends was nice. He started going under the band alias Fling Embers in some dry attempt to not earn his grandmother’s direct reproach for ‘embarrassing’ her by doing ‘frivolous’ things. It wasn’t like a good portion of those who had come into the antique shop didn’t sorta recognize him as the kid from Phoenix Fire anyways, but yeah. When the event happened, Ken’s long standing tattoo wish was granted. He’d had his eye on the flame up his neck and on the side of his face for quite a while then but couldn’t deal with the idea of a needle penetrating his skin repeatedly under normal circumstances, but in the wish, it came to life- and actually acted as his insignia as well. Huh. The power he would receive would be rather useful to a band member, and life continued on- weird as hell-ly. Insignia Level 1 Sonokinesis level 1- The large flame tattoo up his neck and on his face is not only Ken’s wish come true but also his insignia. By touching any portion of it, he is able to activate his power. At this stage, his sonokinesis is rather strictly manipulation of low to moderate energy waves, and thus he is incapable of dealing massive high frequency damage. Instead, his power acts as a rather specialized detection system. In the way bats and dolphins use clicks to gather information around them, Ken is capable of bouncing sound waves off objects to learn things about them. For instance, by the way the sounds bounce off a wall, he can detect that it is hollow without touching it, and he may even be capable of detecting if there is something within the wall. With this power active, Ken is also hyper aware of tones intrinsically knowing where on the music scale they belong and how they react with one another. Thus, this power tends to give insight more than strength. The passive is a bat that will often clasp Ken’s shirt and hang upside down from it. It speaks very little and often says outlandish things when it does. Extra He can sleep in the most awkward places and positions. OOC OOC Name: Nai How did you find us?: the force Other Characters: people

[Neko]

Accepted!! Great job, put your profile link in your mini profile and put your claims in the Face Claims and the Directory!