Judai Hatana


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Name: Judai Hatana
Universe:
Modern Fantasy
Official Reference:
 Here (By FluffySteamBunny on FA)
Power:
Wild Inertia
Canonical Age:
22
Height:
6’2
Weight:
160 lb
Personality in Three Words:
Resourceful, peppy, anxious
Official Partner:
None
History:
Judai was born to a normal mother and an absent father. He never figured out who it was or why the man left, but in the present he tries to not let it bother him. He was clearly a mistake, and it was made well known; not through words, but rather, his mother’s actions. There was no abuse, no starving, no exploitation, not harsh words…and that was just it. There was nothing. Judai was alone for most of his life.
The refrigerator was always stocked, the dishes always clean, the bills paid on time, the laundry done, the small house spotless. His room was untouched though, and always was. His mother went to work long hours, stayed out late with friends, and came home silently to retire to her bedroom. Anything he needed to communicate, he learned quickly to write down and leave out. Requests for a new toy, information about a utility being broken, asking for something food specific, permission slips…those got paid attention to.
Childhood drawings, report cards, proofs of merit, those always got ignored until he gave up and threw them away. His mother was there, but…she was also sort of never there. His life was fine when it came to food and shelter and entertainment, hell when he was older she’d even leave cash out for him, but he had no relationship with his own parent.
When Judai was young he did act out a bit, seeking attention from any sort of adult that might look his way. He wanted to feel like someone cared. But the scoldings and detentions made him feel horrible after the adrenaline rush was over, and he noticed that his classmates would avoid him and look the other way.
So he had an idea! Instead of being bad to get attention, he’d be good to get attention. That way, someone might like him. He might even make a friend, maybe even hear the word “love” in his direction some day.
So, Judai spent his time making friends. He learned card tricks, bought video games, played sports, and began to act happy and peppy. He was always energetic. He carried board games with him, or snacks, invited people to the movies, or to come over to his house, and so on. He wanted to be busy, because if he was busy he wouldn’t feel so useless and alone.
He was aware, of course, that asking people every single day if they wanted to go out probably got tiring for the person. And that over exposure was definitely a thing. So he tried his best to reel himself in. But from time to time, it still leaked out. The best way for him to get over that, he figured, was to volunteer.
Judai got better about his desperation for attention when he finally got to high school and eventually college, but the false sense of happiness remained. He still volunteered as much as he could, and doing it gave him a strong sense of justice and good feelings in the world. He had accidentally given himself a purpose in life.
Now, he studies to become a professional hero some day, in whatever way he can, on an athletic scholarship. He hasn’t heard from his mother since beginning at university, and the last time he ever heard her speak to him was more than four years ago.