To those who may challenge me in this time: Harpous "Happy" Garcia will still be available until I'm finished with my new wRHG, William "The Clockwork Prince". He will be available until further notice. I won't use William for now.
RHG name
Happy
Age
16 (going to be 17 soon :D)
Appearance
He usually wears regular casual clothing. He has a thick and shaggy jet-black hair. His eyes is chocolate brown, and he's charming, but he doesn't know how to date girls.

Abilities
His powers is controlled through his emotions.

Weaknesses
His Depression is a disadvantage, obviously. He is weak, undetermined to anything. But WHEN you FORCE him to fight, this guy will berserk you. He wants to be left alone when he's on depression mode. If you don't, all hell will break lose.

In anger mode, he cannot control himself. He really wants to get revenge. Even if you dare hold him back, he won't stop forcing himself to lay a fist of revenge to his enemy. He will go close combat, and you know that there are such horrible disadvantages when you go full berserk.

One thing's for certain about his powers: sometimes, he cannot control his emotions. The emotion/s control him, like another soul takes over his body. He may even sometimes abuse it, which gives a really strong disadvantage on him.

Story
boy, was born in a small village, but transfered with his parents near the woods. He lived there, until a landlord came to dominate half of the woods, including a small space outside the forest, which includes their house. His parents insisted the landlord to not take over the land, for their house is their only shelter. *The reason why they built their house near a forest is that they want peace. Their father seldomly goes to their original village to buy supplies though* But the landlord forced them to move out. So they did. There's no where else to go, but in their old village.

Harpous once again stayed in the village, but he felt uncomfortable. One night, while he was asleep, a wave of (other village)villagers attacked their homeland. So much terror, so much pain screamed everywhere. The village was unprotected. But in the middle of the fight, Harpous laid asleep. He was resting innocently, like nothing happened.

When he woke up, all he felt was a burn on his chest. All he saw were cars moving on the streets. So much noise, so much pollution. His parents died in the fight. Someone brought him and laid down Harpous in the streets. Realizing about it, he wept for days. He didn't even get to eat anything, since he was now a homeless man.

But one day, someone adopted him. The good man was so concerned to his health. He led Harpous to a subdivision, where the kind guy lived. There, Harpous saw 3 of the guy's friends. They treated him with special care. While they were caring for him, one time they asked him how had he become homeless. It was kinda rude question to ask to an adopted hobo, but he managed to tell his story. As the story went on and on, getting sadder and sadder, they were also getting devastated, each and every word as the story went deeper. At the last phrase, Harpous wept of all the tragedy he kinda missed. But thankfully, they were there to comfort him.

Now, he lives with healthy strangers that are to protect him. And a year later, Harpous discovered his powers. The power of emotions.
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Personality:
His brain slightly works like an 8 year old combined with a 14 year old special child. So yeah, he can easily be affected to such bullying attempts and verbal offense. Unless he's focused on to something, no good sir, you're ignored.

He is quite jolly everyday. He always lights up people's mood, even if they're strangers or not. He's a friendly type.

He's a bookworm. He has a LOT of books on his old house. Too bad it was destroyed, but he saved two. Do not touch his books, nor destroy it, even a tiny rip can cause big time to you.

Demo:
rk. All of them were wearing the same clothes; a gray shirt, and a rough-man's pants. Happy was peacefully reading a book titled "Lost Hero", sitting on the park's bench.

"Hey kid," said a thug, "Give me everything you got"

Happy looked at the thug with disgust who talked to him, but didn't close his book.

"Excuse me?" Happy asked.
"Excuse me? EXCUSE ME? What are ya, punk?" Exclaimed a thug.
Happy's face was confused. He raised an eyebrow.

He was wondering what the thugs want. His book? An ipad? A fight? Nah. Whatever. He's just gonna read.

"Get out." Ordered Happy. He looked down, and continued to read his book.

The thugs' faces were angry. They were annoyed to how a douche this guy was.

"Do you see this kid?" exclaimed a thug, "Hey, listen here buddy. Do you want your ass to be kicked, or to give us what we want?"

Happy didn't anwer. He was completely focused to the book.

"Guess that means he wants his ass to be beaten up," commented the first thug, "You're gonna die, kid!"

Let's call the first thug Jerry. Jerry raised a bat, and swinged it down with all his force, like he was swinging a big and heavy hammer.

But Happy instantly blocked the attack with his arm. His eyes focused on the book, but his face was confident, looking down at his book.

"What the-", Jerry was surprised. No man can handle that really strong swing, but Happy did.

"Impossible..." A thug exclaimed.

Happy closed his book, laid it down on the bench with one hand, and looked at Jerry.
"I said," his voice starting to raise, his arm slid until his hand grabbed the bat,
"Leave me," he stood up, pulling the bat, but Jerry didn't let it go,
"ALONE!" He yelled, with such anger placed in his voice. He pulled out the bat with all his might, and swinged it so hard on Jerry's head.

Jerry blacked out, with blood on his head.

He lied down in there like a dead man. Two thugs dragged Jerry to the second thug, Louie.

"Boy," said Louie, "You do not want to mess with us. Hand me your money, or I'll crush you"
"Bring it on then" challenged Happy.

Happy was serious. He wasn't scared of anything. His eyebrows were slightly knit. He faced the rest of the thugs.

"Vince, Clarence, take him out for me" commanded Louie.

The two thugs took out their pistol.
"What are you gonna do now?" asked Vince.
"Christ, you all are weak." Said Happy. His underestimations triggered the thugs.

He swinged his bat, and bashed Clarence's pistol, dropping it to the ground.

Clarence cursed. Vince pointed his pistol and fired to Happy, but Happy dodged it.
"Do you even shoot brah?" Said Happy.

He pushed Clarence's head, throwing him into Vince's body. Both of them fell down.

Happy picked up Clarence's pistol, and pointed it to the two thugs.
"Happy Birthday," greeted Harpous. It wasn't until Louie punched him in the face, stumbling him until he was 3 feet away to them.

"Ow"
"Guns away off my buddies"
"Why'd you even bother me if you don't want to die?"
Louie made his voice in a sarcastic tone, "Oh what are you gonna do next, call the cops?"

Behind Harpous were the two guys who dragged Jerry to safety. Each of them were pointing an AK-47 to Happy.

Clarence and Vince stood up, with their pistol on their hands, pointing at Happy.

Happy was disappointed to their strategy.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, I'm afraid you out-numbered me. But you all are dumb."
"Just give me your valuables, and we won't shoot you." Said Louie.
"No"
"Then I guess we'll take you out. Ron! Leo! Shoot him"
"Goodbye you little prick," said Ron.
Both of them fired at the same time, but Happy ducked, dodging the bullets, and Louie was shot instead.

"You...fools!...why-" Louie stopped and choked a word, then he went out.
"B...BOSS!" Screamed Leo. He was utterly ashamed, and ran away weeping.
"You....", said Ron with a shaky and angry voice, "YOU PRICK!"
"W-what's wrong?" Asked Happy
He was confused but afraid, so he started to back up.
"Just die I say, JUST DIE!" Ron was really mad.
Step by step, Happy's shaking becomes harder, and harder, and harder...until Ron did the biggest mistake of his life.

Ron grabbed the book Happy was reading.
"No," ordered Happy, "PUT THAT DOWN!"

His expression suddenly became angry. His brows knit, and his voice in a raging tone.
"THIS, HAPPENS, WHEN YOU, KILL MY BOSS!" Warned Ron

He opened a lot of pages, and ripped it apart. He threw the torn book into the ground, and stomped it many times.

"No.....but Festus.....Leo...." Happy said with a really sad and shaky voice. His face turned dim, and he looked down with so much hate.

Ron pointed his gun to Happy. "SAY YOUR LAST WORDS BEFORE I SHOOT THIS THING AT YOU. SAY IT!"

Happy's ground started to heat up. Steam rising, the grass withering. He gripped the soil really hard.

"You......." Happy groaned. He stood up, looking down at the ground, releasing all the dirt he gripped. He stared at Ron instantly, with glowing red,deadly eyes and bloodshot tears.
His skin color changed from tan to red, like he got sunburn all over him.

"Are you...oh shit" Ron cursed. His expression was now terrified. He backed up one step. He started to panic.

Happy walked toward him slowly, each step sending out hot steam.
"Wounding my arm with a blade is fine, but destroying my book is your worst mistake".
Ron was starting to freak out, each step becomes faster and faster, until he finally decided to run.

Happy ran over at him for only a few steps, and grabbed Ron's back. Ron choked back a curse.

Happy pulled Ron over, and kicked his back really hard, like a falcon punch, but instead a kick. Ron stubled to the ground really hard. His shirt was ripped apart from his back.

"No, please, have mercy, I'm sorry for mugging you," begged Ron. His expression was really worried. He raised his arm for defense. He continued, "I'll make it up for you I promise, I will buy you a new book-"

"Unforgivable." Interrupted Happy.

He made a combo to Ron--pull-mega kick. He pulled Ron over with his arm, raising him up, and adding a really hard kick in the chest that went him flying, and his arm being ripped apart. Well, too much tension can kill you right?

Ron dropped near a tree. He was suffering so hard, he cannot stop screaming. Blood coming out really fast on his ripped left arm. He tried to escape by crawling with one arm, but Happy walked behind Ron.

Ron rolled over to look at Happy, "Please, I'm sorry! I'm really sorry! Forgive me! Please, please, please, PLEASE!" Cried Ron loudly. He was really crying now. He was hyperventiliating, sweat all over his head, suffering the pain on his torn left arm.

"Too late," said Happy. His expression was extremely deadly, with bloodshot eyes, crying with tears and blood. He raised his right foot up.

"No..." Cried Ron
"Yes" Agreed Happy
"NO!" Ron screamed, with such agony on his voice
"Yes."

Happy stomped really, really hard at Ron's left portion of his chest, with so much horsepower, that his foot crushed Ron's Left rib cage, and his Heart.

Blood splattered everywhere at Ron's body. Happy raised his foot up, with nerves and blood dripping on his foot, and settled it near to his other foot. Happy's expression didn't change. It remained dead serious, with so much anger flowing around his brain.

He turned over to look at Clarence and Vince, which of course, was extremely terrified.
"Dude," called Vince
"What?" asked Clarence
"Run"
"You don't say!"

Both of them ran away.

Happy's skin color turned back to tan, the heat on the ground turned off, but his anger was still inside him.

He knelt over to his destroyed book. He started to weep, and murmured something, "This book was bought by my parents...and all those douchebags did was....ruin it...."

Happy grabbed the book, and went home with a frown.[/spoiler]

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Weakness
He fights like a normal human. He doesn't know any martial arts skill or can do crazy combat stunts. That's why time is in his hands.

The Prince's powers has limits though, such as:
Time slow: He cannot abuse it. If done 4 times+, its abuse. If he does it more, his clock with break and stop, making him deadly vulnerable.

Time stop: He can stop time for a limit of 10 seconds. The ten seconds will tick on his clock, it won't affect the entire universe's time, which is why everything stops. If reached more than 10 seconds, the clock may break, and if it does, it will allow to resume the Universe. Cannot

I shall say that Ii do like this RHG. But doesn't he have an emotion of compassion?

Quote from Ashero

I shall say that Ii do like this RHG. But doesn't he have an emotion of compassion?

I said he can have any emotions, but those mentioned in there has a major role in battle. Compassion and other emotions are minor.

Thanks for the compliment good sire.

Add more emotions ya little snitch

Anyway cool character
Good luck here