Izzy Drake

One of the twenty kids that Tim, Iris, and Sweet rescued

### Relatives

Tim Drake (Adoptive Father), Iris Drake (Adoptive Mother),Cupid Lovelace (adopted sister), Judas (Adoptive Brother), Amber Wayne (Adoptive sister)

## Physical Appearance

**Standing at a slightly above the average height of 5’10, the green-black of his hair unnaturally shines with an air of nervous excitement, accented only by the bright green pigment of his pupils. His cheeks are gently puffed out in a realistically subdued fashion. Izzy’s eyes are usually sharpened, sometimes appearing overly serious when he is trying to merely playful. He weighs 130 pounds.**

Skin Tone: **A nice and creamy pale color :3** Distinguishing Features: Under the right side of his jaw is a slight incision, likely from an incident at the lab. Due to the curse that is the artistic muse hitting him at all manner of the day, Izzy has slightly baggy eyes, as many a night has been spent just working on his sketches.

#### **Body Shape:**

**Preferring to spend time with his Auntie Sweet, Izzy was never one for excessive physical exercise. While not a tiny titan of musculature, he’s not too shabby either, having a rather skinny form, with only slight muscle mass beyond the average.**

#### **Hair Style:**

**Puffing up from all sides, Izzy’s messy hair spreads out to quite a medium length.**

#### **Posture:**

**Used to slaving over notebooks, tablets, and Easels, the boy’s back is typically a little slouched over, yet whenever he’s around people he wants the respect of - such as the Titanlets, and Katia, Izzy makes a conscious effort to right himself into standing/sitting up straight**

#### **Typical clothing:**

**Whenever he’s not wearing the Official clothing of the Triturus Pillar- a yellow shirt with their heraldry, Izzy is typically wearing either a black shirt or a white shirt, alongside his cargo pants- more pockets to hold his art supplies.**

## Personality

**Starting out a timid, if not outright a scardy cat, spending more time with his family, and a certain student at Gotham Academy, taught Izzy to be more assertive, with him no longer being afraid to fight for what he believes in. While Izzy is no longer averse to violence, he’ll try to placate hostile forces, as violence should be a last resort in his eyes. Regardless of progress, something that remains constant is the compassionate heart beating in Izzy’s chest, yearning to connect with and help all those he can.**

## **Backstory**

**Born in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, Izzy Drake was born as Liam Fairweather, the second son of a museum curator, and a middle school teacher, his short venture into life would be cut short, as Liam Fairweather “died” of Sudden Infant Death Syndrome at the hospital. In reality, a secret lab based in Gotham City had scouted out medical records, finding Liam to be one of many children with promising genes. Snatching children out of cradles was far too much hassle, rather it was easier to say that the child had died, presenting a body, usually either a failed test tube baby or just showing the falsified autopsy. While Liam’s parents grieved, Izzy was properly born, with his flesh being prodded and injected into, the experimentations would begin to bear fruit. Having a fairly modest level of age enhancements, by the time Liam’s twelfth month of life would have started Izzy already appeared to be a five-year-old.**

**With his implanted powers not being so obvious, the agitated scientist that had wrought the laws of nature, and books upon books of ethics into shreds, found himself finding Percussive Maintenance being the proper way to yield results. After an incident in which the scientist in question struck him with a stapler, the metal cutting flesh under his jaw, the scientist found himself tripped to the ground, and the stapler floating for a few minutes. This was perfect, as the great communicator- a position in which Izzy would have had to connect his fellow squad mates telepathically, all the while helping them sabotage opposing forces with telekinetic strikes- was beginning to take shape; unfortunately for the lab, a year after their continued beating and torture finally began to yield results- combat implantment being right around the corner, there would be a break-in, a handful of titans easily being enough to take down security forces, and take with them many of the children that the lab had been experimenting with.**

**Initially afraid of the strange new people he was living with, the memories of being beaten in the lab, and watching how the trio had beaten the armed guards, Izzy kept to himself, trying his best not to attract the attention of these very busy people, he’d find wandering the island’s forests- keeping close to the tower proper of course- and taking in the beautiful scenes around him. With how energetic the rest of the Titanlets were, this isolation would suit him well, however, he wouldn’t stay alone forever; One fateful day, he’d be assigned to tending to an injured, and grief struck Sweet. Obeying the leader of the Titans, he’d spend time with sweet, describing the colors on TV, and making sure she took her medicines. Her tales of artistic ventures gone interesting, and attending to her grieving heart, Izzy found it hard to leave her damaged side, as his heart could tell that Sweet needed the company, an ear to listen, and warm arms to hug. One day Izzy found her murmuring to herself as she painted it, a landscape of the sky breaking into the night, a large and handsome raven flying away into the distance- yet the raven was never fully done, several patches left incomplete. With his heart moved by how beautiful this art was- rivaling even what his eyes could discern from his evening walks, Izzy would be determined to learn how Sweet did what she did. Within a few months, Izzy became the only kid really attending to the artist, seeing as he always signed up for every week. Learning the ways of the brush and pencil, Izzy found his explanations of color growing evermore kinesthetic, and his appreciation for his Auntie Sweet, growing into a maternal bond. Under her enthusiastic, and composed guidance, Izzy himself would become a well-learned artist in his own right. For two lovely years, Sweet’s guidance and stories began to shape Izzy, bringing him from his self-imposed exile, and into a blinding light, one he wasn’t fully ready to comprehend, yet enjoyed walking towards. His body began to properly enter the normal human cycle of Hubert, and teenagehood. His mind would expand, as several titans granted him the education equivalent as up to the eighth grade. His bonds with his fellow Lab Brats, the head patriarch, and matriarch of the Titans growing, Izzy would be excited upon hearing that he and the others would be heading to a “Gotham Academy”. Five years old, and Izzy would finally feel alive.  The first semester would Come and go, with strange happenings going on. The green haired boy would soon find himself meeting Katia Staim, an interesting fellow Triturus, and even more amazing student. Over their time together, Izzy would have his bacon saved more than once, in the school’s CTF matches. She would learn of his extraordinary circumstances on the bus, leading to a confrontation on the bus with Cupid, one of his adoptive titanlet siblings. For Katia’s sake he found out how to properly utilize an aspect of his telekinesis, defense; to ward off demons that would attempt to break into her mind. Reunited with Katia at the start of a new semester, truly some number of curious events are about to start.**

* **Telepathy**

* + **Izzy is far more familiar with blocking out signals than sending out messages.**
* **Telekinesis**

* H**is main bread and butter; it took quite a while for the male to learn how to conscientiously control, but now Izzy can lift up to 80 pounds of weight, any more than that, and it’ll put considerable strain on him.**
* **Slight experience with Tae Kwon Doe**

## Trivia

* **Any attempt to convince Izzy that his art is better than Sweet’s will always end in failure.**
* **The name Izzy- Labeled on his resting pod- actually had the harmful term Dizzy on it.**

* + **A solid year of poking and prodding the D had caused it to be erased.**
* **His art style tends to push towards the realistic**
* **He met his bae Katia in the Triturus common room, she was doing biology**
* **He recently went through a growth spurt**

* **Izzy realized he needed to learn on controlling his powers after accidentally telekinetically lifting Katia’s skirt.**

* + **Most of he knows of combat comes from watching kung fu movies, and how Red Robin and Electricia training X and Quinton.**

* + - **Red Robin would finally teach Izzy a little bit of Tae Kwon Do**
	+ **Katia Staim is the first nonpowered human (who isn't a Titan)  that Izzy found himself liking**

* + **One of Izzy’s most treasured nonAuntiesweet moments is when Katia pushed a guy out of a tree to save him**

* + '***Izzy, like other Titanlets, still has a socially awkward stint, occasionally still using conversational slang, and phrases from 80s, and 90s movies they’d watch.'***

* + '***His favorite kind of music is classical, as it inspires him the most while painting or sketching'***
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### Mannerisms (Izisms)

**When he begins to get nervous, the poor boy either begins to unintentionally shake, be it his: eyes, pupils, fingers, hair, skin, legs, knees, or even his arms. If overly excited, Izzy- oblivious to how the world will react around him, begins to murmer to himself, the contents of which change from day to day.**