Name: Timothy Cane

Age:22

Physical Description: Tim is not the tallest...well anything. He is roughly five foot even and barely 110lbs. His build is fit, not athletic, or even remotely defined with muscle, but he has enough meat on his bones that you cant see them. His skin is lightly tanned and bares almost no scars. Tim tends to wear baggy clothes to hide his meekness, and likes to keep his blonde hair a bit unkempt, despite his clean nature, to hide his face. His eyes are a deep, warm Chocolate brown that always seemed to be clouded by worry or distracted by though.

Bio: Despite what people might have thought about Tim, one thing everyone knew was that he was brilliant. He could out think many of those around him and in time that worked against him. For as long as he could remember he has been bullied or picked on. Not by a lot of people, but by enough to make him see that people would not respect him unless he proved himself through his intellect. It had all started after he was separated from his parents and moved in with his Cousin and his Aunt. While his cousin never really pick on him, she didn't make it any easier. It had been one of her friends that had don most of the teasing.

School, socially speaking, was hell for Tim. He had no real friends, and none to rely on, so he relied on himself. He made himself better, learned all he could, and even when he was beaten, mostly physically, by others, Tim never lost sight of who he was. Tim always knew the physically, he was not as strong as others, but mentally, he was leaps and bound above even his teachers, and eventually professors in college. His early acceptance was not surprise to Tim, but his family, if they could be called that, never saw it coming. Nor did that see him master every class he took a start a career into what would be effectively called super science. His graduation was the last time he saw his so called family before he cut them off completely and started his life on his own.

Tim was sought out by many in the world to work for a better world. Few meant it so Tim dropped those prospects. A few years out of college and making a name for himself and his own personal research, Tim was a approached by a organization calling them selves King's Crown. Simply put, they wanted to recruit Tim to help advance society as a whole with his, and many others research. Liking the idea of this, Tim agreed, if only tentatively, to help them if he could.