Tron

Vladimir "Vlad" zinoviev is a Long Island teenager living by him self in a warehouse at the docks.

Tron is a cyberpath and Technopath that in the past will sell info and tech.

Background
Vladimir's past is not one of gumdrops and lollipops. He never knew his father, and it is doubtful that his mother knew as well. His mother was and is most likely (if she not in jail or dead) a whore. She did business out of the small one room apartment that he and she lived in. His earliest memory is seeing man after man come into the apartment and into the room he and his mother slept in. As he grew older and understood more it was not hard to figure out what was happening. His mother most times was too involved with a john or strung out on drugs to do any housekeeping or cooking, so Vladimir soon took it up trying not to live in squallier. In school Vladimir was always the smartest boy in his class, even when he was place in advance classes. He found school work easy and uninteresting. Like all kids who are bored and come from a bad home he acted out. One day when the teacher had stepped out of the classroom he took it too far and knocked over a computer tower. He was sure that he would be in trouble when the teacher came back. As he looked at the parts on the floor he understood what he was seeing. Before that day he never had seen the inside of a computer. In a minute he had the computer back together and working (What he did not know it was working better than before). Thanks to his acting up a teacher took interest in him and sat him down and talk to him about his home life. On that day child services got involved, and he was taken away. That was the last time he ever seen his mother. He was not sure if she even tried to get him back. He was put into a group home for boys. Now Vladimir is a small boy and not very tough so the large stronger boys picked on him and beat the hell out him often. He hated that place and tried to run away half a dozen times each time he failed. He spent the next four years in there. That is until the summer of his 13th year of life. One hot day when he was sitting in his room while his roommate was out, he had his first real taste of his power. One moment he was lying in his bed, then he feels tingly all over, and next thing he knows there a flash of blue, and a feeling of rushing. The next thing he knows he is looking up at blue skies and power lines. He looked around and the group home was no place to be found, in fact he found himself on the side walk in middle of Long Island. He was not far from where he grew up. He did not bother to see his mother at this point grown to hate the woman who gave birth to him. He spent that night at a friend's house he had not seen in a long time. Most of that night he wonders about what happens to him, after that day he lived with his friend and went to school.

He practices his powers getting better and better at them. He also finds he wants to make things and starts inventing. After a while he's able to hack into his files, and change the information in them. After that he places some worms in banks that takes the fraction of cents and put them in his back account. Once he saved up some money he moves out of his friends and buys a warehouse on the docks. He turns it into his home and workshop. With word of mouth people start coming to him for devices or information, most of these people are outlaws. After a few years he grows bored with this, he wants to be in the spot light to hear cheering for him. He thinks about this for a while and decides he should be a hero or villain. He finally decides a hero would be less hassle. He tries the solo thing and after getting his butt kick a few times he decides he needs to join a team. He surfs the web and comes across the website for Avengers Academy. He applies online to join. He gets a reply and goes to the interview. He goes bringing a dozen muffins with him for good measure. He charms his way through the interview and is accepted into the school.

Vladimir's past is not one of gumdrops and lollipops. He never knew his father, and it is doubtful that his mother knew as well. His mother was and is most likely (if she not in jail or dead) a whore. She did business out of the small one room apartment that he and she lived in. His earliest memory is seeing man after man come into the apartment and into the room he and his mother slept in. As he grew older and understood more it was not hard to figure out what was happening. His mother most times was too involved with a john or strung out on drugs to do any housekeeping or cooking, so Vladimir soon took it up trying not to live in squallier. In school Vladimir was always the smartest boy in his class, even when he was place in advance classes. He found school work easy and uninteresting. Like all kids who are bored and come from a bad home he acted out. One day when the teacher had stepped out of the classroom he took it too far and knocked over a computer tower. He was sure that he would be in trouble when the teacher came back. As he looked at the parts on the floor he understood what he was seeing. Before that day he never had seen the inside of a computer. In a minute he had the computer back together and working (What he did not know it was working better than before). Thanks to his acting up a teacher took interest in him and sat him down and talk to him about his home life. On that day child services got involved, and he was taken away. That was the last time he ever seen his mother. He was not sure if she even tried to get him back. He was put into a group home for boys. Now Vladimir is a small boy and not very tough so the large stronger boys picked on him and beat the hell out him often. He hated that place and tried to run away half a dozen times each time he failed. He spent the next four years in there. That is until the summer of his 13th year of life. One hot day when he was sitting in his room while his roommate was out, he had his first real taste of his power. One moment he was lying in his bed, then he feels tingly all over, and next thing he knows there a flash of blue, and a feeling of rushing. The next thing he knows he is looking up at blue skies and power lines. He looked around and the group home was no place to be found, in fact he found himself on the side walk in middle of Long Island. He was not far from where he grew up. He did not bother to see his mother at this point grown to hate the woman who gave birth to him. He spent that night at a friend's house he had not seen in a long time. Most of that night he wonders about what happens to him, after that day he lived with his friend and went to school.

He practices his powers getting better and better at them. He also finds he wants to make things and starts inventing. After a while he's able to hack into his files, and change the information in them. After that he places some worms in banks that takes the fraction of cents and put them in his back account. Once he saved up some money he moves out of his friends and buys a warehouse on the docks. He turns it into his home and workshop. With word of mouth people start coming to him for devices or information, most of these people are outlaws. After a few years he grows bored with this, he wants to be in the spot light to hear cheering for him. He thinks about this for a while and decides he should be a hero or villain. He finally decides a hero would be less hassle. He tries the solo thing and after getting his butt kick a few times he decides he needs to join a team. He surfs the web and comes across the website for Avengers Academy. He applies online to join. He gets a reply and goes to the interview. He goes bringing a dozen muffins with him for good measure. He charms his way through the interview and is accepted into the school.

He practices his powers getting better and better at them. He also finds he wants to make things and starts inventing. After a while he's able to hack into his files, and change the information in them. After that he places some worms in banks that takes the fraction of cents and put them in his back account. Once he saved up some money he moves out of his friends and buys a warehouse on the docks. He turns it into his home and workshop. With word of mouth people start coming to him for devices or information, most of these people are outlaws. After a few years he grows bored with this, he wants to be in the spot light to hear cheering for him. He thinks about this for a while and decides he should be a hero or villain. He finally decides a hero would be less hassle. He tries the solo thing and after getting his butt kick a few times he decides he needs to join a team. He surfs the web and comes across the website for Avengers Academy. He applies online to join.

Personality
Tron is not what you call a people person. In fact many would call him antisocial. He's the type of person who enjoys a computer over a real person. He always has his nose in some book or glued to a computer monitor.

Anyone who knows him never expects a kind word out of him; this is because normally he does not give them. He is cocky on top of being antisocial. He thinks he can do anything thanks to his powers, IQ, and devices.

Tron is a self-reliant. He is this way since an early age. His mother a drugged up whore was always too high or with a john to do simple things like house cleaning and cooking. When he was young he took it on himself to start cleaning his home and cooking for himself. This was reinforced more when in the boys' home since he was the target of many beatings by the hands of the older and larger boys.

Tron is a shy boy he is awkward around anyone new he meets but even more so when he is around girls and women. Mostly this comes from his past and his time in the boys' home. His beatings offend mix with his fear of the people made it so he never made friend and a bad view of people. Mix with the bad feelings to his mother makes it hard for him to get close to anyone new. In short he is the guy standing in a corner at the party drinking a soda not talking to anyone.

Tron had a hard life and for a long time he held in his feeling on everything that happen to him. His feeling sit rotting and festering like an uncared wound. Now he has a short temper and snaps at people easy and things.

Tron has always felt more relax with around technology then people. It was not uncommon for him when living at his friends to lock himself away for days, even weeks at a time and work on some new device he thought up. Only coming out to get food and drink and buy parts.

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