xxxxxxxxxxxxB i r t h d a y → September 25th, 1987
xxxxxxxxxxxxP l a c e o f B i r t h → Brockport, NY, United States
xxxxxxx▃▃✖▐A p p e a r a n c e ↓ ▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃
xxxxxxxxxxxxG e n d e r → Female
xxxxxxxxxxxxA g e → 18
xxxxxxxxxxxxH e i g h t → 5’ 3’’
xxxxxxxxxxxxW e i g h t → 130 pounds
xxxxxxxxxxxxH a i r → Dirty Blond
xxxxxxxxxxxxE y e s → Brown
xxxxxxxxxxxxC o m p l e x i o n → Peachy
xxxxxxxxxxxxB u i l d → Slim and Busty
xxxxxxxxxxxxN a t i o n a l i t y → American
xxxxxxxxxxxxN o t a b l e F e a t u r e s → The second she turned 18, Cammi went out and got a couple of tattoos despite her mother’s wishes: Sailor Moon Crystal Time Key, Right ankle/foot
xxxxxxx▃▃✖▐R e l a t i o n s h i p s ↓ ▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃
xxxxxxxxxxxxT e a m → Aplphas (If this is wrong let me know )
xxxxxxxxxxxxR e l a t i v e s → James Grant, Father, Pyrokinesis Stephanie Grant, Mother, Telekinesis Cassidy Grant (17), Younger Sister, No Known Mutation
xxxxxxxxxxxxF r i e n d s → Aren Aquene, (Will add others later?)
xxxxxxxxxxxxE n e m i e s → N/A
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xxxxxxxxxxxx Cammi’s history starts with a strange but heart warming love story. Her parents, Stephanie and James Grant, met at the Xavier Institute when they were kids. They grew up together and eventually married. Before Camilla came along James and Stephanie worked at the Academy as teachers; once she was born they moved to Brockport, NY, to start their family and give Camilla a normal life. They had no idea the girl was a mutant, though they knew the possibilities were high because they both were.
At seven years old, Camilla and her parents discovered what Camilla was able to do. She was at school when it happened, first grade to be exact. Camilla was playing hide-and-go-seek with the other children. While hiding behind a tree, she waited anxiously for the ‘it’ person to find her. So when that child came around the tree Camilla was hiding behind, and walked right past her, Camilla was confused. She shouted at the kid, who turned around and shrugged. “Why didn’t he tag me?” she asked herself while looking around. The other children were still playing and Camilla continued to stand by the tree. It was then that she looked down at her hands and noticed they looked like the very tree she was standing in front of. The funny part was that she wasn’t scared. She thought it was the coolest thing ever and couldn’t wait to share the amazing find with her parents. When the teacher called everyone back from recess Camilla went inside, still looking like a tree. The teacher flipped, frightening the other children and locking Cammi in the classroom bathroom for fear she would hurt the other children. The teacher then promptly called her parents, demanding that they come pick up Cammi before the CDC was called. Rushing over, they found poor Cammi in the bathroom, her body the color of the porcelain toilet. From that day on, Camilla never went back to a regular school, but instead went to the Academy with her parents. James and Stephanie resumed their jobs and Cammila has been there ever since with her not only her parents but her sister, Cassidy.
Cassidy is currently twelve years old and a non mutant, but she resides at the Institute as well. Instead of fearing the other students, she finds them fascinating and hopes one day that she will develop powers of her own.
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xxxxxxxxxxxxD i s p o s i t i o n → Camilla is laid back and extremely disorganized. She would rather be playing video games than training in the danger room. She also enjoys flirting and messing around with guys, if her bubbly nature doesn’t chase them away first.
xxxxxxxxxxxxL i k e s → Anime, video games, potato chips, her boobs, boys, the ocean, apples and pizza
xxxxxxxxxxxxD i s l i k e s → Cheerleaders, stilettos, steak, spiders, lightning, and blood
xxxxxxxxxxxxO t h e r → When she was able to think of a codename for her ability, she chose Arcus which means ‘rainbow’ in Latin. Also, her parents try and stay out of her personal life, and they would disapprove of her promiscuous side. But hey, her motto is ‘no glove, no love’!
xxxxxxx▃▃✖▐M u t a t i o n: Integumentary Manipulation) ↓ ▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃
xxxxxxxxxxxxD e f i n i t i o n → The ability to change skin, hair, nails, sweat glands and numerous other glands and tissues.
xxxxxxxxxxxxS t r e n g t h s → . Strengths: Camilla can change the color of her skin, hair and nails to look like her surroundings. She blends in well and is great for stealth missions. In the future Camilla will be able to change her skin color and texture, making it so that she not only looks like her surroundings (IE a brick wall) but she will also feel like her surroundings.
xxxxxxxxxxxxW e a k n e s s e s → Weaknesses: Camilla cannot change the color of her eyes, so if someone sees her eyes while she is on a mission, her cover is blown. She cannot change her skin texture (as of right now) and she cannot change the color of her clothes and must wear a special fabric that feels like/looks like skin. Also, she is having issues with blending into two different colors. For example if she is laying on grass and dirt, she has problems regulating her powers to blend in with both and will end up looking like one or the other.
xxxxxxxxxxxxO t h e r →
xxxxxxx▃▃✖▐P o w e r G r i d ↓ ▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃
xxxxxxxxxxxxI n t e l l i g e n c e → 4
xxxxxxxxxxxxP h y s i c a l S t r e n g t h → 3
xxxxxxxxxxxxS p e e d → 3
xxxxxxxxxxxxA g i l i t y → 4
xxxxxxxxxxxxD u r a b i l i t y → 4
xxxxxxxxxxxxE n e r g y → 5
xxxxxxxxxxxxP o w e r M a s t e r y → 5
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xxxxxxxxxxxxU n i f o r m → A nude body suit that has been chemically altered so that Cammi can use her mutation to the fullest capacity.
xxxxxxxxxxxxE q u i p m e n t → None
xxxxxxxxxxxxN o n - m u t a n t R e l a t ed A b i l i t i es → Her gamer abilities will put 40 year old closet virgins to shame
xxxxxxxxxxxxO t h e r → Hank McCoy created her uniform. She enjoys changing it to random colors while training or in the danger room
xxxxxxxxxxxxA l i a s e s → Pey, She-Wolf, Peyote Coyote, b*****b
xxxxxxxxxxxxB i r t h d a y → April 5
xxxxxxxxxxxxP l a c e o f B i r t h → Reno, Nevada
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xxxxxxxxxxxxG e n d e r → Female
xxxxxxxxxxxxA g e → 19
xxxxxxxxxxxxH e i g h t → 5'3"
xxxxxxxxxxxxW e i g h t → 107 lbs.
xxxxxxxxxxxxH a i r → Blonde
xxxxxxxxxxxxE y e s → Brown
xxxxxxxxxxxxC o m p l e x i o n → Light
xxxxxxxxxxxxB u i l d → Athletic, toned.
xxxxxxxxxxxxN a t i o n a l i t y → American
xxxxxxxxxxxxN o t a b l e F e a t u r e s →
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xxxxxxxxxxxxT e a m → Omega
xxxxxxxxxxxxR e l a t i v e s →
Lilly Wolf [Adoptive Mother | Housewife] - 45
Dan Wolf [Adoptive Father | Mechanic] - 48
Ellia Wolf [Adoptive Sister | Lovable Brat] - 9
xxxxxxxxxxxxF r i e n d s → Orchid, Charlotte, Aspen, Anthony
xxxxxxxxxxxxE n e m i e s → Roland, Felix, Tara
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xxxxxxxxxxxxPeyton was adopted as a baby by a nice couple that had been told that they wouldn’t be able to have a baby of their own. She grew up never knowing anything about her biological parents and, for the most part, not asking about them. She was curious, sure, but her adoptive parents were loving and she was happy. She questioned her parents every now and then, but they didn’t know much either.
She was spoiled a bit by her parents, always the center of their world. They were happy to put her in gymnastics and even happier to watch her in her routines, either during competitions or practice. Whatever she wanted to do, they would drop everything in order to let her do it if they had to. At least until she was ten, and she got a little sister. ‘The miracle child’ was a pretty big deal. She was just excited about being a big sister. Miracle or not didn’t matter to her. But she quickly learned that her sister would be getting the majority of her parents’ attention from now on. She didn’t, like it much, it made her feel like yesterday’s news. As though she had been replaced in her parents’ hearts and that they preferred their biological daughter to her. However, she never took out her frustrations on her sister; she was too young to be doing anything like that intentionally. And Peyton loved her too much to be mean to her anyway.
She joined the school choir and stuck with her gymnastics, but was discouraged every time her parents didn't show up for something big. They did make it every now and again, and sometimes just one of them would show up, but her little sister certainly kept them from supporting her like they had before. It bummed her out, but she made a lot of friends and they all supported and encouraged her in all of her endeavors. She started playing soccer at the request of one of her close friends, and in high school joined the team. She'd joined more for social reasons than because she actually wanted to play, but she did enjoy it and her competitive spirit had her always trying to be better. And she loved her gymnastics and even started taking some ballet classes to improve her floor routines.
In her teen years she fought with her parents a lot, unable to hold back her emotions, her hurt and frustration, and instead being at their mercy while they exploded all over her family. She did feel like her sister was treated better than her. Whether it was because she had their DNA or because she was the baby, Peyton wasn’t sure, but she tended to scream at her parents about both possibilities. Not to mention that no matter what she did it wasn’t good enough, or it wasn’t right. She acted out, screaming, slamming doors, ‘running away’ to her friends’ houses. But she always returned, and her parents somehow managed to always make her feel better about the whole ordeal.
When she, and the rest of her family, discovered her ability things changed quite a bit. She was about fifteen when she sneezed a bunch of fruit off of the counter. Everyone had witnessed it but no one had been really sure about what had happened or if they had actually seen what they thought they had. It was the first time, but not the last, that her ability reared its head. Eventually they had to face facts and admit to themselves that Peyton was a mutant. Her parents told her that they still loved her, but they started treating her differently and it didn’t go unnoticed. They seemed like they were afraid of her. When they fought, her parents backed down much easier, they let her get away with more, let her go out more and just generally became more lenient with her. She didn’t mind the lenience, but she hated that they seemed to tiptoe around making her angry like she might kill them. Because that was what mutants did?
It drove her to question them again about her biological parents. Curious to know where she had come from and if maybe one or both of them were also a mutant, but her parents couldn’t tell her what they didn’t know and she didn’t find anything useful out. She started taking advantage of her parents’ lenience more and more, but just as she started to think that she had no limits with them, they began to slowly start enforcing their rules again. She figured they were getting used to having a mutant daughter and if she wanted her freedom back all she had to do was demonstrate what she could do. But she loved her parents and she didn’t want them to have any reason to think she might hurt them.
Being caught using her powers while playing with her little sister started a huge argument between her and her parents. She didn't want to hide what she was, at least not from her family, but her parents were afraid of what she might accidentally do with her ability. She never hid it from her family though, often using it flippantly around the house, to tease the cat or make her sister laugh, or just absentmindedly using it to blow at things across the room while she was actually focused on something else, reading a magazine for example. Of course, she had to learn to control her ability enough not to blow their house down, as she'd almost done before. Still, sneezing could always be lethal, and other things like panting and coughing she had no control over either. Shortly after discovering her ability she realized she wouldn't be able to hide it while playing sports. And as much as she loved her gymnastics. soccer and even enjoyed her dance classes, she quit all of it. However, she continued her gymnastics on her own. And though she had a few boyfriends, she was too afraid of what might happen if she tried to make out with them, so she never did. Even if she accidentally used her power and it somehow didn't hurt them, she didn't want them to find out about her. She didn't know what would happen if people found out about her, she only knew that she didn't want anything to happen to her parents or her baby sister.
After the initial shock, and fear, of their daughter being a mutant started to wear of, her parents began to get used to the idea and started to treat her the way they had before they had ever known about her ability, though as she got older they also started treating her like an adult. It was nice, though, that they no longer treated her like a ticking time bomb. Just because her ability could be largely destructive didn't make her a bad guy after all. She was glad her parents had realized that. Her sister didn't really seem phased by any of it, but she had been so young when they found out that Peyton had just always been a mutant, as long as she had been alive, it was just the way her sister was and she still loved and admired her, and still didn't quite understand what all of the fuss was about. She also wasn't sure why she had been scolded for telling her teachers and classmates about her sister in the past, just that she wasn't supposed anymore.
There had been a few close calls, but somehow her parents always managed to throw people off of Peyton's trail. She had been picked on a little, not because of what her sister told people (though people sometimes used what she said as ammo), but nothing major, just mean teenagers being mean teenagers. She was glad to get out of high school nonetheless. Next was college. She was only a part-time student at the local community college, and a part-time waitress at the Peppermill, taking night classes to accommodate her graveyard shifts and inability to wake up at a reasonable hour because of them. Her parents paid her tuition, but she wanted so money should could have some fun with, getting a job was the logical solution. She also hoped to move out on her own soon, once she could find a good roommate. The problem was, she had to find someone who wouldn't car much if they found out about her ability, someone she trusted, and she just wasn't sure she would.
The she was approached with the opportunity to join the Xavier Institute, a place for the ‘gifted.’ At first it didn’t sound all that great, but she thought about it more and the idea became more and more appealing so she hopped on board, much to her parents’ relief. Her ability did cause a little trouble. She had to stay home even with the smallest of colds because a sneeze from her could accidentally knock down a building. Her sighs during class often blew other students’ papers off of their desks, and when they looked in her direction to try and figure out where the sudden gust had come from she had to pretend to be just as confused, sometimes even knocking her own papers onto the floor to appear as another victim of the mysterious wind. Her parents were over their whole 'mutants are all bad guys' thing by the time the opportunity was presented to Peyton, they didn't necessarily want her to leave, they weren't trying to protect themselves or make their lives easier or anything, but they did want her to be safe and to live in a place where she didn't have to hide who she was. The Xavier Institute sounded like the perfect place for that.
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xxxxxxxxxxxxD i s p o s i t i o n → She can be a little sassy and sarcastic to people, and doesn't always do what she's told. She tends to be emotional, her mood fairly visible most of the time, and she often follows her heart before her logic and better judgement. Leaning towards the more social side of the personality spectrum, she likes making friends and just being around other people, and gets a little pouty when she's feeling neglected. She is always up for a little adventure or giving something new a try, and is usually energetic about it.
xxxxxxxxxxxxL i k e s → Being included, rain, storms, sunshine, heat, singing, music, light workouts, physical activity, competition (sometimes).
xxxxxxxxxxxxD i s l i k e s → Bullies, inconsiderate people, feeling left out, being bossed around a lot, people treating her like an idiot, sitting around doing nothing (sometimes), competition (sometimes).
xxxxxxxxxxxxO t h e r →
xxxxxxx▃▃✖▐M u t a t i o n: Super Breath ↓ ▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃
xxxxxxxxxxxxD e f i n i t i o n → The ability to create hurricane force winds by exhaling or inhaling.
xxxxxxxxxxxxS t r e n g t h s → She can huff and puff and blow obstacles down with gale-force winds. She can also inhale to draw objects nearer, like a vortex of wind. Small objects like BBs, she can spit like bullets. With more control she will be able to aim her projectiles more accurately and precisely, and shoot herself off of the gound in a super jump. She will also learn that her lungs can heat and cool the air inside of them, which will allow her to blow scalding hot or freezing cold winds.
xxxxxxxxxxxxW e a k n e s s e s → She is prone to choking on debris in the air while inhaling. Using in excess causes light-headedness and dizziness, like blowing up too many balloons in a row, but it can be much more severe. It often takes control to keep it under control, a sneeze might accidentally blow a house down, huffing might knock someone off their feet, etc... Met with an immovable object, she's likely to send herself flying backwards instead of affecting the object when using her power against it. Her hot and cold breath will be much more limited. She will have to hold the air in her lungs while it heats or cools and though her lungs are more durable than normal lungs, the hot and cold do hurt them. They will recover from the extreme temperatures, but the heat burns them and the cold can cause them to contract, significantly decreasing her lung capacity temporarily and sometimes forcing her breath out before she's ready. Using her hot or cold breath too many times in a row can also cause more permanent damage to them.
xxxxxxxxxxxxO t h e r → Her lungs compact air into extremely dense gas while it is inside of them. She can hold her breath for incredibly long periods of time. Her regular super breath, no hot or cold, is still a bit on the cold side.
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xxxxxxxxxxxxI n t e l l i g e n c e → 3
xxxxxxxxxxxxP h y s i c a l S t r e n g t h → 4
xxxxxxxxxxxxS p e e d → 4
xxxxxxxxxxxxA g i l i t y → 4
xxxxxxxxxxxxD u r a b i l i t y → 4
xxxxxxxxxxxxE n e r g y → 5
xxxxxxxxxxxxP o w e r M a s t e r y → 7
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xxxxxxxxxxxxU n i f o r m → [x] - minus the brown hair.
xxxxxxxxxxxxE q u i p m e n t → Ammo (anything small and hard that she can turn into a weapon with her power, usually BBs).
xxxxxxxxxxxxN o n - m u t a n t R e l a t ed A b i l i t i es → Singing [Intermediate], gymnastics [Advanced], dance [Intermediate], soccer [Intermediate].
xxxxxxxxxxxxO t h e r → She's very bendy! She once trained as an elite gymnast, but her parents never had the time or money to allow her to pursue her olympic dreams.
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Name: Michael Brusch Codename:
Academy X Student Team:Omega
Age: 21 Birthday: December 13th Hair: Brown Eyes: Hazel Skin Tone: Fair/Tanned Height: 5'9" Weight: 167lbs Build: Athletic/Toned Race/Nationality: Caucasian, Hispanic, and Asian. Noteable Characteristics: Michael rarely says no when a task is asked of him, no matter how miniscule. Yet when he feels overly tasked he may feel his kindness is taken advantage of, and will make mention if it. He is a motivated individual 99% of the time.
Uniform: Varies depending on mission. He likes to be prepared. [Standard]: A black under armor looking shirt, long sleeved and turtle necked, with a slight Kevlar mesh, making it ballistic (not bullet) proof. With a thicker set of tight fitting pants that have a slight padding along the legs and a thicker padding on his knees and over his nether regions. Standard Dress: Tight fitting T shirts, somewhat loose jeans and shorts, occasionally his ACUs or his PTs. Place of Birth: Phoenix, Arizona Family: Michael's life was your average American home. Granted his parents divorced when he was 2, Michael developed normally and without issues. There is some tension between his father currently, and hasn't talked to him since Sophomore year of high school. He has bonded with his step father, unlike the usual stories you hear of the step parent being a complete a** hole. Mother – Alive [no mutant gene] Father – Alive [no mutant gene, no whereabouts known] Step Father – [no mutant gene] Half-Brother – [no mutant gene] Other half-brother – [no mutant gene]
Superhuman Ability: Support and defensive manipulations of visible light on the electromagnetic spectrum.
At Michael’s current level he can utilize his ability in a few different ways. He can bend light to conceal and create basic illusions. He can draw light towards him from a ten meter radius and use what he’s gathered to create a blinding flash. He can cause light in an area of about the same size to ‘black out’. It looks like a giant black ball, and simply does not shine. He can use that same facet to block a specific light source. Lastly, he can see in the dark as if it were daytime.
Weaknesses: This ability is meant for support and defense only. Not offensive. At his current power level, Michael’s ability is limited by several things. Both the size of the illusion, or the object he seeks to conceal, and it’s proximity. When it comes to illusions, they are difficult for him to maintain and require concentration. He could create four ‘person sized’ illusions or one ‘house sized’ illusion or two ‘car sized’ illusions. He could conceal an object about the size of a one story house with no garage. The flashes that he creates, or the black out areas can only last a few minutes.
Note About Illusions and Concealing Objects: They can be jammed, just like a radio can be. Usually it takes a specific device that converts the visible spectrum of light to something that can’t be seen. So if such a device is set anywhere between 400 and 700 nanometers in Michael’s vicinity—He would be unable to create illusions entirely.
None of the illusions have a physical mass, they do not provide any protective barrier, nor do they cause damage. They do not provide a heat signature.
If Michael bends like to try and conceal something, this does not hide its heat signature or shield it from Night Vision Goggles or Cameras.
Non-mutant Power Skills Obtained from the Military:
Rifle Marksmanship(Expert) Interrogation(Expert) Analysis(Expert) Mordern Army Combatives(Intermediate)
Non-mutant Power Skills Obtained from Experience Outside the Military:
Parenting(Intermediate) Computer Repari(Intermediate) Home Made Explosives(Beginner to Intermediate)
Personal Strengths: Chivalrous, helpful, optimistic, tactful, uses common sense where it's overlooked, strong willed, honest. Personal Weaknesses: Stubborn, can be lazy, insomniac, distracted easily when tasked with something that in his mind isn't important. Personality: Michael is an upbeat hard headed, cheerful person. He enjoys competition and learning new things. Michael doesn't hold grudges for more than a day, and most, if not all, of his negative moods are swept away once he wakes up. Michael attempts to remain on everyone's good side, without screwing anyone over or betraying anyone, or lowering/degrading himself or someone else. Michael also has a bit of an ego and has trouble admitting when he's wrong, and if someone outperforms him, he focuses on what he was just outperformed in until he comes back out on top or he can't physically/mentally do it anymore. Always has headphones in one ear or some kind of device that sits on/in his ear.
Michael also firmly believes in the 7 army values he was trained with and instilled with the warrior ethos. He's always wanted to be a soldier since he was a young child.
When in combat, Michael seems to get into, not exactly a trance, but a state of mind, where he doesn't hesitate on his actions, unless he feels in any way it can potentially injure a teammate/ally/friendly. This also includes injury/hurting/maiming/mutilating/obliterating/killing/incapacitating/or disabling an enemy, which can be considered to be as cold blooded as a mass murderer, as he shows no regret in doing so. If his teammates are in danger, or put in a position that will harm them, Michael will stop at no lengths at preventing or stopping it. He has killed and tortured in the past to save his squad or members of his command, a couple of things he's kept to himself.
Hobbies: Listening to music, eating pudding, drinking energy drinks, playing video games, shooting, maintaining his weapons, working out, females, traveling, camping, watching the stars, science (mainly forensics), explosives, plotting for a zombie apocalypse, fishing, doing dangerous things/anything that gets the adrenaline flowing. Taking chances, no matter how against him the odds are. Being a dork, skating, swimming, fishing, writing, working with computers.
Mutant/Human Relations View: Michael supports the peace between
History: Michael had always wanted to be a soldier. He moved, not so frequently as a child, but more than your average kid/teenager. He lived in Southern California, Portland, North Carolina, Northern California, and Florida. Michael grew up at his grandfather's hosue with his mother. He went to a private school where he focused on studies and moral ethics. His step father entered his life around 10 years of age. He would make yearly trips to visit his father. His father remarried when Michael was 9. His mother remarried that same year. His mother gave birth to his first half-brother when he was 10, and his other brother was born when he was 13. Michael was moved to North Carolina.
His step mom divorced his father a year before Michael moved to Northern California with his father. There, Michael went through hard times and the relationship with his father dropped.
When he finally moved back to Florida, his father severed ties with him. At the age of 16, Michael accidentally got his girlfriend at the time pregnant. Even at that age he fought tooth and nail with her, and her family, to not abort the pregnancy. By the time they decided to go through with it the fetus was too far developed to terminate. His girlfriend broke up with him and her parents forbade him from seeing their daughter. After several long months of custody battles, and with the support of his mother he was granted full custody. It took everything they had to prove he, and his family, were the better option for the child. Sensitive topics were dredged up. Hard issues such as the fact that the childs mother didn't want her, and had made several attempts to terminate the pregnancy illegally, even starving herself to try and cause a miscarriage were dealt with.
It was a very difficult time for all parties involved.
His family refused to ask for child support from the mother, or her family. They never disagreed, and the mother of his child has never made an attempt to contact them or seek a new custody arrangement. Michael has henceforth decided to drop love all together. He doesn’t feel that his daughter needs an actual mother figure in her life, considering she has her grandmother to fill that void. He hopes she will grow up to care for and treat others with respect and live with her decisions, instead of going the easy way out..
His powers were present at this time, but it drained him a lot to use them. With a baby at home he learned of the setbacks that came with using them. Being ambitious, however, Michael had a lot of goals in life. He wanted to be a soldier, an officer and a teacher, all professions that helped people. Joining the army to take advantage of the free schooling was the best step for himself and his child.
So Michael ended up enlisting in Military Intelligence. During Michael's first tour in Afghanistan, without his daughter around to caution him, his abilities manifested a little further. They became more apparent when he filled in on patrol one day and an IED went off initiating an ambush. They spent half the day trying to escape the town that, unknowingly, had a couple hundred Taliban and rebel forces. Fortunately, most of the patrol survived. Michael had used his abilities, earning him the silver star. The fact that he was a mutant became a shock to his comrades. However, due to the closeness of brothers in arms, they kept his ability a secret. It didn't leave his platoon, and the knowledge didn't go further than his Sergeant. For another year, he stayed within his unit and those who knew his secret, helped him train further and advance his ability to the point he's at now.
But due to the fact that there were recent reports coming in that Mutants had 'infiltrated' the military, and the fact that campaigns were beginning for the testing and removal of Mutants…His time with them was cut short. His unit and Sergeants covered for him as much as they could; giving him pee samples so that he would pass. However, when the time came for blood tests and pricks on the spot, Michael's Sergeant recommended him for separation from the army due to desensitization and PTSD with Anxiety and Depression disorder.
Michael doesn't actually have Anxiety and Depression disorder, or PTSD as stated in his Separation paperwork. He receives separation pay from the military monthly for himself and his daughter, as well as paid mandatory counseling sessions so that custody of his child isn’t called into question.
After working in Targeting as a civilian contractor, having become a well adjusted member of society—Tensions against mutants seemed to go through the roof. Running out of options, Michael sought refuge for himself and his daughter in a mutant Academy. For the time being, it’s one of the few secure places left for mutants that want to live in peace. There he will seek to hone his mutant ability, and provide a safe haven for his daughter…Especially in the event that she could ever have an active X-Gene. Considering her mother was ‘gifted’ there is a high likelihood of it. He doesn’t want her to have to go through the same insecurities that he did growing up.
He hopes that one day, when tensions are lightened, he can prove that not all mutants are bad, just as all people aren't bad, just those who deserve to be punished are punished and abuse their freedoms, as some mutants who abuse their powers should be punished. Character Picture:
xxxxxxxxxxxxN a m e → Emlen Grace Covington-Hawthorne
xxxxxxxxxxxxC o d e n a m e → Jinx
xxxxxxxxxxxxA l i a s e s → Emmy, Gracie
xxxxxxxxxxxxB i r t h d a y → June 8
xxxxxxxxxxxxP l a c e o f B i r t h → Clayton, GA
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xxxxxxxxxxxxG e n d e r → Female
xxxxxxxxxxxxA g e → 19
xxxxxxxxxxxxH e i g h t → 5'3”
xxxxxxxxxxxxW e i g h t → 120lbs
xxxxxxxxxxxxH a i r → Dark Brown
xxxxxxxxxxxxE y e s → Hazel
xxxxxxxxxxxxC o m p l e x i o n → tanned
xxxxxxxxxxxxB u i l d → Curvy
xxxxxxxxxxxxN a t i o n a l i t y → American
xxxxxxxxxxxxN o t a b l e F e a t u r e s → belly button piercing
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xxxxxxxxxxxxT e a m → Omegas, Formerly a member of the Thieves
xxxxxxxxxxxxR e l a t i v e s → Mother, Magnolia Parker-Covington – no mutation Father – John Covington, no mutation Soon-to-be ex husband – Bruce Hawthorne
xxxxxxxxxxxxF r i e n d s → [to be added, I hope]
xxxxxxxxxxxxE n e m i e s → Brotherhood of Mutants, Bruce Hawthorne
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xxxxxxxxxxxxClayton, GA
Twenty years ago, a couple comprised of a cardiologist and the county's beauty queen was blessed with a child, a baby girl who warmed their hearts with her first coo. As hard as they tried, the two did not conceive again, and placed all of their love into their gift from God. They named her Emlen Grace. She grew up as her daddy's little girl, her mother's little angel. She was perfect, save for once, she gave them a scare, disappearing for about four hours, and even she couldn't tell them where she'd been. Emlen had no recollection of what had happened... and was confused as to why they kept asking her where she'd run off to, when the entire time she'd been playing with her dolls.
No one ever figured it out... and eventually the event became only a distant nightmare to the smalle family. Vowing to never lose her again, the Covingtons were ever vigilant that nothing would take their daughter from them. And while both parents loved their little Emmie, the couple grew apart, fell out of love... and eventually parted ways from each other. But the two made a pact not to let their differences make Emlen miserable, and the child wanted for nothing.
It was shortly after their divorce that both John and Magnolia began to notice a change in their daughter... bad luck seemed to follow her, anytime she pointed at something, chaos spread as easily as melted butter on toasted bread in that direction. Together, they searched for people who might be able to help their little girl, but found nothing. Instead, someone found them, approaching them in a gentle manner, to inform the parents that their daughter was special.. While she was younger than most mutants, the evidence was unmistakeable. She had abilities that would need training to help control, and likely people like her to help her adjust. The red head promised to be able to help, explained what the Institute was about, their goals and accomplishments... and the Covingtons agreed that it might be the best school for their little Emmi.
Only ten years old, Emmi spent the school year at the Academy, and received individualized attention, given her age. It was seven years that she spent learning with the mutants, playing a part on one of the former teams, before she and her parents both agreed it would be best to try and integrate her back into regular schools so that she could learn to blend in with the non-mutant society. The professors at Xavier's weren't thrilled to see her go, but left an open invitation for her to return any time she wanted. With a decent grasp on control and an understanding that she needed to avoid certain flicks in her hands... certain thoughts paired with her actions... Emmi excelled in her school at home. Any mishaps she might have caused were easily explained away, and she relaxed.
And as her senior year went on, she found what she hadn't expected... acceptance in the form of a boy. She fell head over heels for him, bedazzled by his charm and wit. They both graduated, and, still as strong as they were on their first date... decided to get married in the June following the end of their high school career.
Impulsive, and perhaps not the choice either of her parents had wanted for her, Emlen began to plan her life away. It wasn't for another three months that she realized that something was off, and that being married wasn't everything she'd dreamed of. Her husband grew distant, coming home late on most nights and drank heavily the nights he stayed in. Beginning to suspect him of cheating on her, Gracie decided to follow him to see just where he was spending all of his time.
Appalled at what she discovered, she pointed directly at the group of people beating someone who seemed helpless. Chaotic bolts flew around the alley, and she fled back to their little house, packed her things so that she could run to her mother's. But it was too late... he knew that she knew... and met her halfway. His eyes were bloodshot, bleary, and the stench of whiskey clung to his teeth, souring his breath. Half-crazed, he admitted being a mutant himself. That part, she would have been fine with... were it not for who he supported.. who's name he was chanting into that poor girl's ear as he way-laid on her.
Wriggling free, and desperate to get away, she tried once more to put a hex on him, only to catch his eyes, and fall deeper for him. Entranced, she quit struggling, but the back of her mind clawed at being let out, to flee as fast as her legs would carry her. It all made sense now... just why she had been so ensnared with Bruce in the first place...
For about three months, she couldn't break the hypnosis... and she too chanted Magneto's name, committing terrible deeds in his honor. Her husband got comfortable with her, believing that the trance was permanent, and left her alone in the house, and something clicked.
Completely out from under his spell, Emlen made it home, placed a restraining order on her husband, and filed for a divorce. Something about him called to her on occasion, enough so that she could feel her knees weaken when he tried to beckon her. Remaining mostly strong, she resisted, crying into her pillow for the support that only it could offer.
Six months later, she still didn't have the finalized divorce, due to flimsy legal negotiations and technicalities, but Emlen resolved to go back to school, get a college degree while she got the support she needed to officially leave Bruce behind. She worked at school for less than half a semester before Scott and Emma approached her about being on a team again.
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xxxxxxxxxxxxD i s p o s i t i o n → Emmlen is very impulsive and headstrong, feels a lot with her heart, but holds back nothing when it's on her mind.
xxxxxxxxxxxxL i k e s → Salt water taffy, country music, dancing
xxxxxxxxxxxxD i s l i k e s → Being married, being told “I told you so,” incompetence
xxxxxxxxxxxxO t h e r →
xxxxxxx▃▃✖▐M u t a t i o n: Hex related abilities ↓ ▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃
xxxxxxxxxxxxD e f i n i t i o n → Emlen has the ability to manipulate probability via hex bolts. They are short, and limited to her line of sight. The effects of this are random.
xxxxxxxxxxxxS t r e n g t h s → She can use her hexes to light flammable objects, contain or remove air from a particular area, deflect objects, stop the momentum of projectiles, open doors (albeit not so gentle most of the time), and explode objects.
xxxxxxxxxxxxW e a k n e s s e s → Casting a hex requires both a gesture and concentration on her part, though the gestures are largely a focus for the concentration. Without one or the other, it will not work. Certain gestures, no matter her intent, will cause an ill-effect on whatever she points at. These automatic triggers only manifest bad luck, so she's ever vigilant not to point. (Because it's more than just rude for her.)
Hexes have a degree of unreliability, which was further affected by her physical condition: when well rested, in good health, and mentally and emotionally alert, she can cast numerous hex-spheres in rapid succession and attain mostly desirable results for almost an hour.
Despite enhanced precision from training, her hexes are not necessarily guaranteed to work, particularly if she has been straining herself or using her powers excessively. If overextended, her hexes could backfire, causing probability to work against her wishes or to undo previous hexes.
Having a hex backfire on herself can cause drastic consequences.
xxxxxxxxxxxxO t h e r → Ultimately, the hexes are not under Emmi's direct control, although she can influence the nature of their effects with great concentration and effort.
Without mod approval for the direct results of her hex bolts in a prolonged fight, the degree of success should be determined by a dice roll, in a separate thread, linked in the post. The more times she uses it, the greater the probability will be come for a failure. IE, determining a multiple of five on a twenty-sided die.
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xxxxxxxxxxxxI n t e l l i g e n c e → 5
xxxxxxxxxxxxP h y s i c a l S t r e n g t h → 3
xxxxxxxxxxxxS p e e d → 4
xxxxxxxxxxxxA g i l i t y → 5
xxxxxxxxxxxxD u r a b i l i t y → 3
xxxxxxxxxxxxE n e r g y → 4
xxxxxxxxxxxxP o w e r M a s t e r y → 11
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xxxxxxxxxxxxE q u i p m e n t → Due to the nature of her home life, she owns a small pistol, but will not carry it on the field. (without mod approval)
xxxxxxxxxxxxN o n - m u t a n t R e l a t ed A b i l i t i es → Advanced Archery, Expert in Darts. Because precision is needed for hex bolts, things with accuracy are a must-hobby for her. She'll even play a few holes of golf on occasion to keep herself fresh.
xxxxxxxxxxxxA l i a s e s → Madison Muser, the Muse
xxxxxxxxxxxxB i r t h d a y → 20 November
xxxxxxxxxxxxP l a c e o f B i r t h → Boston, MA
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xxxxxxxxxxxxG e n d e r → Female
xxxxxxxxxxxxA g e → 19
xxxxxxxxxxxxH e i g h t → 5' 10"
xxxxxxxxxxxxW e i g h t → 134 lbs.
xxxxxxxxxxxxH a i r → Dyed Black
xxxxxxxxxxxxE y e s → Blue-Grey
xxxxxxxxxxxxC o m p l e x i o n → Light
xxxxxxxxxxxxB u i l d → Decently tall, yet rather skinny; toned
xxxxxxxxxxxxN a t i o n a l i t y → American [German, Irish, Polish]
xxxxxxxxxxxxN o t a b l e F e a t u r e s → slight Boston accent; Xavier Institute insignia tattooed on her upper left arm in red and black; serotonin and dopamine tattooed on the upper left of the chest
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xxxxxxxxxxxxT e a m → Omega
xxxxxxxxxxxxR e l a t i v e s → Father: Thomas Doyle Mother: Catherin Muser: deceased Little Sister: Caitlin Doyle: 12 years-old Uncle: Kevin D. Muser: Physical mutation
xxxxxxxxxxxxE n e m i e s → Belasco, the Morlocks, and probably the Brotherhood of Mutants
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xxxxxxxxxxxxMadison was born in Boston to two humans. The family was incredibly well off, her grandfather having once been an investor in the steel industry. Considering her personal style, she had a rather odd relationship with her aristocratic father. However, the same was not true with her mother. She grew up with a loving a mutant uncle not far from her home whom she visited often. The man's bear-like appearance kept him from going out into public without being gawked at. He preferred to stick around the house, enjoying his niece's company over the odd looks he'd get in public. That is, of course, until her mother was killed in an incident involving a mutant. Maddy was 14. She then had to leave the house to see her uncle, her father hating all mutants now because of his wife's fate. Maddy's sister Caitlin could never come and only knew of her uncle through faint memories and stories her older sister would tell.
When her powers manifested themselves at the age of fifteen, she was able to effectively hide the mutation from her father with the help and training of her uncle. He even gave her the nickname "Ammo," though Maddy found it to be completely void of finesse. This all lasted about three months. One night after returning late, her father confronted her about her visits to his brother-in-law's. He began a full out tirade, which ended in him trying to hit his daughter. To protect herself she made a small blade, which, shocked, her father tried to grab away from her. The blade burnt his hand, giving her time to escape. She ran from the house and hid at her uncle's for the night, only sneaking back in her house at night to pack some clothes and money into a duffel bag. Feeling guilty for leaving her sister, Maddy left behind her old stuffed black bear just inside of the little girl's room.
She stayed with her Uncle Kevin's duplex for over a year and a half before mounting anti-mutant feelings in her school and city led her to leave her uncle in Boston [he refused to come] and head to New York, sent to the place her uncle had told her about: Xavier's School for Higher Learning.
After nearly a year of attendance, the girl had been recruited for the junior Omega team. Madison has trained and fought alongside junior team, her first power coming under control as a secondary emerged.
When she finished her high school years, Maddy went back to her home in Boston just to visit for the summer. She was expecting to return to the Xavier School to work in the labs with Henry McCoy at the end of the summer, but was offered an acceptance to the Massachusetts Institute of Technology with the help of her uncle's connections to professors in the school. She has been taking classes there during the day, although she had been known to frequently don her old Omega uniform to go out and skulk around the south end of Boston and into Alston. For now, she has returned to the Xavier Institute, finding it nearly impossible to stay away from her old home despite the lofty position at MIT.
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xxxxxxxxxxxxD i s p o s i t i o n → Though she was once rather an optimistic girl, Maddy has been showing cynicism more and more. Fighting with the X-Men has, admittedly, changed her. She can be friendly enough, but a lot of the time she will still feel awkward around others, if not easily annoyed. She is incredibly intelligent and likes to flaunt it when she can.
xxxxxxxxxxxxL i k e s → psychoanalysis, animals, swimming, dissections, archery, Yuengling Bass
xxxxxxxxxxxxD i s l i k e s → Loud children, those who think they are correct but clearly are not, psychics, pipettes, whiskey
xxxxxxx▃▃✖▐M u t a t i o n: Psionic Blade Creation; Perception Filtration: ↓ ▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃
xxxxxxxxxxxxD e f i n i t i o n → Madison's abilities both spawn from her mind. The first involves the conscious creation of psychic blades which an be varied in length and strength depending on the thought behind them. The other, perception filtration, works around tendencies present in others. It effectively misdirects other's senses around her, rendering her unnoticed.
xxxxxxxxxxxxS t r e n g t h s → The Psionic blades may be used as whatever weapon desired depending on the size, while perception filtration is especially useful in stealth missions where one does not wish to be noticed.
xxxxxxxxxxxxW e a k n e s s e s → The blades, also varying in size, might be varied in strength or sharpness. Each blade requires mental energy to create, and excessive numbers made or excessive power of the blade will cause mental weakening. On the matter of perception filtration, the ability does not work on those with higher levels of acuteness, or else if one would do something blatant enough to break the filter and draw attention. She cannot avoid technological detection, but were a human looking at a video feed, for example, she may go unseen just as if it were in person.
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xxxxxxxxxxxxI n t e l l i g e n c e → 7
xxxxxxxxxxxxP h y s i c a l S t r e n g t h → 3
xxxxxxxxxxxxS p e e d → 4
xxxxxxxxxxxxA g i l i t y → 4
xxxxxxxxxxxxD u r a b i l i t y → 3
xxxxxxxxxxxxE n e r g y → 3
xxxxxxxxxxxxP o w e r M a s t e r y → 10
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xxxxxxxxxxxxU n i f o r m → Black tights with dark red accents and a cut out "X" one the chest; belt with "X" buckle; black cloak with dark red lining
xxxxxxxxxxxxE q u i p m e n t → Bow
xxxxxxxxxxxxN o n - m u t a n t R e l a t ed A b i l i t i es → Bow/ Arrows: Master Small Weapons: Master First Aid: Intermediate
xxxxxxxxxxxxO t h e r →
Posted: Mon Dec 10, 2012 5:28 pm
✖▐ ANASTASIA ODETTE MAXWELLxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx b o m b s h e l lxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
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xxxxxxxxxxxxN a m e → Anastasia Odette Maxwell.
xxxxxxxxxxxxC o d e n a m e → Bombshell.
xxxxxxxxxxxxA l i a s e s → Anna.
xxxxxxxxxxxxB i r t h d a y → October Thirteenth.
xxxxxxxxxxxxP l a c e o f B i r t h → New Orleans, Louisiana.
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xxxxxxxxxxxxG e n d e r → Female
xxxxxxxxxxxxA g e → Twenty.
xxxxxxxxxxxxH e i g h t → 5'8"
xxxxxxxxxxxxW e i g h t → 121lbs.
xxxxxxxxxxxxH a i r → Blonde.
xxxxxxxxxxxxE y e s → Hazel.
xxxxxxxxxxxxC o m p l e x i o n → Fair.
xxxxxxxxxxxxB u i l d → Lithe, light muscle.
xxxxxxxxxxxxN a t i o n a l i t y → American.
xxxxxxxxxxxxN o t a b l e F e a t u r e s → A tattoo along her left ribcage, thin red letters -- "Only the dead have seen the end of the war." -- seldom seen by anyone, though a message she's chosen to carry.
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xxxxxxxxxxxxT e a m → Omega
xxxxxxxxxxxxR e l a t i v e s → Xavier Maxwell, father, mutant, telekinetic. Antoinette Maxwell, mother, mutant, clairvoyant.
xxxxxxxxxxxxF r i e n d s → Narcissa Luciana: former best friend, though two years of radio silence may have severed those ties a little.
Anna has a long complicated history at the Institute. Many she's called friend, or lover, are long gone.
xxxxxxxxxxxxE n e m i e s → No one, so far. That won't take long.
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xxxxxxxxxxxxBorn in New Orleans, Anna was forced into accepting what was was before she could even comprehend it, and a mindset before she could develop her own. Her parents were, for a lack of a better term, mutant extremists. They constantly pushed Anna to believe she was better than everyone and superior to anyone who wasn't mutant. It was a deepest concept that followed her into her teens and early adulthood.
And while her parents insisted she remain mentally superior, they wanted the best for her. Or rather, they wanted her to grow into the best she could be. Which meant sending her off to a school, even if it meant risking their own point of view. So at early adolescence, when the first signs of her mutation began to develop, Anna was sent to learn and train at The Xavier Institute.
For years Anna remained among the student ranks, studying like a normal teen, developing control over her powers through training. It seemed the strength her parents had forced into her from a young age paid off as Anna quickly took control of herself, despite slip ups from emotional outbursts. She watched world events unfold with a critical eye and closed heart, a love for politics manifesting when she was still a young teen.
And then Magneto and Genosha happened. Anna was sixteen and felt like her world had just been turned upside down. Her parents began to worry, not just about their daughter's safety, but her mental well being as well. She started showing signs of uncertainty, in herself, in the morals she had chosen to carry on through her life. Anna remained at the Institute, though, much to her parents' displeasure; there was still much for her to learn. The breaking point finally came two years ago when Anna just disappeared one night. No one knew why, no one heard from her. To those that didn't know how to look, or track the young mutant, she was completely off the radar.
To say there was some much needed soul searching was an understatement. A young mind that had always believed mutants to be superior had grown to watch two horrible events unfold, shattering her views almost completely. Mutants attacking humans, humans attacking mutants, everyone attacking everyone, and all that was left was bloodshed. It was time to reevaluate everything. Herself, her mutation, her family, the world. And how better to reevaluate the world than to travel it?
With what little money she had, Anna fled to Europe with nothing more than an old uniform, the clothes on her back, and an open mind. She wasn't out to have fun, she wanted to learn. She wanted to grow. The first year and a half she spent backpacking across the pond-- starting in France, down through Italy, up through Germany, then across the United Kingdom. Everywhere she went, her mission was talk, debate, grow. In some places, there was a greater tolerance, in others, it may have been worse than back home. But everything made an impact, everything meant something. Six months ago, she left from Ireland, back across the Atlantic to Canada. And just like the past year, she spent those six months exploring, finally beginning to realize who she was, what she stood for.
Now with feet on American soil, her journey brings her back to the Institute, but she's not the same girl who left. Anna's got an idea in mind of who she is, and who she wants to be; she's not done learning yet, returning to the Institute to continue her education is only another step in the process. One thing is for certain, she's not the same extremist who left two years ago.
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xxxxxxxxxxxxD i s p o s i t i o n → A serious mixture of logical and philosophical, often negative and dreary.
xxxxxxxxxxxxL i k e s → politics, winning, psychology,kick boxing, hot tea, foreign languages.
xxxxxxxxxxxxD i s l i k e s → snow, cry babies, weakness, vulnerability, anti-mutant movements, emotions, losing
xxxxxxxxxxxxO t h e r → Anna has always been, and still remains, to be rather enigmatic, cold and closed off. It's hard to break into her world, and those who do manage to crack the surface tend to be those she holds closest. Behind closed doors, she's extremely protective of her team mates and her inner circle, but emotions have always been seen as a weakness in her mind. There's a strong dominant streak in her, that desperation for leadership having been her downfall many times in her past. Previously she's been considered reckless and quick tempered, though a confident fighter. The Anna that's returning to the Institute, is not the same Anna who left. While still closed off, she's mellowed out. Not nearly as nasty as she once was, she's definitely grown. She knows that to attain good there are a lot of things one must do, and risking everything isn't always the answer, and risking yourself, your teammates, is hardly ever the answer. It seems these days, there's a more level head on her shoulders.
xxxxxxx▃▃✖▐M u t a t i o n: Plasmoid generation ↓ ▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃
xxxxxxxxxxxxD e f i n i t i o n → Anna possess the ability to generate and control plasmic energy, or plasmoid globules. When in a stable mindset, she can control the size and strength of each orb: from sparkle to full blown explosion.
xxxxxxxxxxxxS t r e n g t h s → When stable, Anna has full control of every orb she generates. She's able to create multiples at once for an extended period of time. The more orbs, the larger the explosion.
xxxxxxxxxxxxW e a k n e s s e s → Anna can not absorb her own energy, and if she's in the wrong place at the wrong time, she can easily blow herself up. She's also not the most emotionally stable individual, and when her temper flares, she loses the ability to fully control her plasma orbs. After extensive use, she's easily fatigued, as her body can only generate so much energy before she's weakened.
xxxxxxxxxxxxO t h e r → Bottle rockets, firecrackers, snaps-- Anna has various names for her little explosive balls.
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xxxxxxxxxxxxI n t e l l i g e n c e → 5
xxxxxxxxxxxxP h y s i c a l S t r e n g t h → 4
xxxxxxxxxxxxS p e e d → 4
xxxxxxxxxxxxA g i l i t y → 5
xxxxxxxxxxxxD u r a b i l i t y → 5
xxxxxxxxxxxxE n e r g y → 5
xxxxxxxxxxxxP o w e r M a s t e r y → 13
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xxxxxxxxxxxxU n i f o r m → The only uniform Anna currently posses is two years old, and starting to get a little snug. It's an old standard issue uniform from her senior year as a student. She's never been one to fancy anything up. A belt, some boots, something that covers her up and her team colors, she doesn't need anything else.
xxxxxxxxxxxxE q u i p m e n t → Anna doesn't usually carry anything than standard issue communication devices. Her hands are her weapons.
xxxxxxxxxxxxN o n - m u t a n t R e l a t ed A b i l i t i es → Kick Boxing (Intermediate), Dance (Beginner).
xxxxxxxxxxxxO t h e r → Anna is a psychology buff, follows politics like it's a religion, speaks Cajun and French.
xxxxxxxxxxxxA l i a s e s → Magda, Mag, Emily Louise Carlisle, Lefty
xxxxxxxxxxxxB i r t h d a y → April 30
xxxxxxxxxxxxP l a c e o f B i r t h → Tbilisi, Georgia
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xxxxxxxxxxxxG e n d e r → Female
xxxxxxxxxxxxA g e → 18
xxxxxxxxxxxxH e i g h t → 5 ft, 2 inches
xxxxxxxxxxxxW e i g h t → 92 lbs
xxxxxxxxxxxxH a i r → Brown
xxxxxxxxxxxxE y e s → Brown
xxxxxxxxxxxxC o m p l e x i o n → Light Tan
xxxxxxxxxxxxB u i l d → Twiggy, underweight
xxxxxxxxxxxxN a t i o n a l i t y → Georgian/American
xxxxxxxxxxxxN o t a b l e F e a t u r e s → A few random tattoos here and there, most noticeably the word "float" on the left side of her neck. A few piercings in her ears.
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xxxxxxxxxxxxT e a m → Omega
xxxxxxxxxxxxR e l a t i v e s → Birth parents: surname Rustaveli. Other facts unknown Adopted mother: Lilith Carlisle Adopted father: Richard Carlisle Siblings: Jonathan and William Carlisle (twin brothers)
xxxxxxxxxxxxF r i e n d s → .
xxxxxxxxxxxxE n e m i e s → .
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xxxxxxxxxxxxAmerican records listed her name as Emily Louise Carlisle. But that was not the name she was born with. “Emily” was born in Tbilisi, Georgia as Magdalena Rustaveli. Not much was known about her birth parents except that… well, they left her at an orphanage with a bag of clothes and her birth certificate sometime before she turned two. Magdalena has no clear memories of her life at the orphanage, but it was said that she was not the easiest child to care for. She could be very delightful when she was in a good mood, but she became very unapproachable when she was upset. She wasn’t necessarily fussier than the other children her age but her cries often elicited an uncomfortable feeling in those who tried to comfort her.
When a rich American couple decided to adopt her, the entire orphanage was shocked and delighted at the same time. They did not hesitate with the procedure and she arrived in her new home in New York a month before she turned three. Almost immediately, they changed her name to Emily Carlisle.
The Carlisles were infertile and after ten years of failure to conceive, they decided to visit the office of a fertility expert. A year later, twin boys were born as the result of IVF. Six years after that, they adopted a girl from Georgia.
It wasn’t difficult to spot the differences. The Carlisles had blond hair, fair skin, and blue eyes. Magdalena looked nothing like them. As a child she was wondrously curious and it didn’t take her long to start wondering about why she looked so different from her family. She asked “the” question when she was seven and they answered honestly and clearly. As expected, the answer led to a million other questions with most of them being about her birth parents and the reason behind their decision. At the end of the Q & A, Magdalena asked if she could visit Tbilisi. Her wish was never granted.
As the daughter of two very wealthy people, she always had the best things. Her large room included her own bathroom and a luxurious walk-in closet the size of a small bedroom. She went to a prestigious private school with her brothers and had personal tutors for foreign languages, music, and sports. But her luxurious life was perhaps structured to compensate for the emotional disconnection of her parents.
When she was thirteen, her parents shipped her off to an all-girls boarding school in New Jersey. The experience could not be described as pleasant. It didn’t take long for the other girls to start teasing her. Magdalena had a naturally petite figure and while other girls developed womanly figures during puberty, she did not. She was the primary victim when the other girls felt like making fun of someone. In the past when someone was upsetting her, a simple glare could send them away. But for some reason, those girls would not leave her alone no matter how desperately she wanted to be left alone. Fed up, Magdalena shouted at them and waved for them to leave. What happened next surprised everyone. The two girls directly in front of her fell down in the hallway as if someone had physically pushed them.
The incident was caught on tape and reported to the principal. Later that day, her parents arrived to discuss the situation and the consequences of enrolling a mutant in a strictly non-mutant school. Being people in business, the Carlisles were experts at negotiation. After a long meeting, a strange deal was made. The principal agreed to keep the incident quiet as long as Magdalena was kept far away from the school. It was easy to trust someone when they were given a very generous donation.
At home, everyone acted as if nothing strange had happened. Magdalena was quickly enrolled in a college prep school and the Carlisles told everyone that it was because they simply missed her too much. The incident was never mentioned and everyone continued with their normal lives.
Secretly, Magdalena was beyond ecstatic. Having a special power was the most wonderful present she could ever receive. She replayed the event over and over in her mind and attempted to replicate it in the sanctuary of her bedroom. A few times she was successful, but she did not understand how it worked. If she could move things with her mind then wouldn’t she be able to draw things towards her?
For the next two years she worked in secret and while her curiosity blossomed, so did her frustration. It took one careless move to capture her parents’ attention. And at that moment, they knew they could no longer keep the truth buried. Their adopted daughter was capable of breaking down doors with no physical contact. It became obvious they could no longer keep her. They were filled with mixed feelings. All those years they thought she was a normal child. It never occurred to them that there was the small possibility that she held a mutated gene.
Two weeks later she arrived at the front steps of the Academy.
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xxxxxxxxxxxxD i s p o s i t i o n → Many people have claimed that Magdalena is not the best person to be around. There's just something odd about her. She seems to give off this unfriendly and unapproachable aura that is almost tangible at times. And since she almost always appears to be cold and distant, people would rather leave her alone than (accidentally) provoke someone who's obviously a bit... ticked off. She is impatient and easily annoyed. She needs a constant flow of excitement and gets irritated when there's nothing to do. She is impulsive and appears to lack a verbal filter. She will voice her opinions even when they end up being rude remarks or plain insults. When angered, she can get really aggressive. But although she appears to be rude most of the times, she knows how to be "proper" and she can pull off a very professional demeanor. But if the situation does not require her to be that way, she will not. She can be nice and enjoyable when she wants to be and her attitude is noticeably different when she's with her friends. However, she is very selective of her friends and finds most people to be unbearable. Magda is somewhat emotionally detached. She will show her affection in her own way and when she feels truly guilty for something she did, she will apologize in her own way. Very rarely will she actually express those emotions verbally.
xxxxxxxxxxxxL i k e s → Caffeine, candy, chocolates, food in general, Tool (the band), leather, activities, movement, roller coasters, tattoos, excitement
xxxxxxxxxxxxD i s l i k e s → Alcohol, boredom, sitting still, movies, most people
xxxxxxxxxxxxO t h e r → Magda is somewhat of a kleptomaniac. She likes taking things that aren't hers, even if they have no real value.
xxxxxxx▃▃✖▐M u t a t i o n: Repulsion ↓ ▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃
xxxxxxxxxxxxD e f i n i t i o n → Magdalena's mutation allows her to repel objects from herself by creating a push-like force with repulsive energy. Additionally, she can also create a repulsive aura that prevents people from approaching her.
xxxxxxxxxxxxS t r e n g t h s → Her power gives her a longer reach (mainly just for pushing things). If she wants to open a door from ten feet away, she can. The repulsive force can range from playful pokes to concussive blasts. It can protect herself as well as others from incoming attacks and falling debris. It can allow her to remove obstacles, make a path, and an escape route if she or anyone else is ever trapped. The repulsive aura can range from simply seeming cold and unsociable to an actual tangible cloud that prevents others from getting close to her. (for more info see other)
xxxxxxxxxxxxW e a k n e s s e s → At present, her ability is strongly influenced by her emotions. Having a relatively "unstable" emotional state can cause a large amount of property damage or injuries. Her ability is most effective when she is calm and focused. To enhance her precision, she needs a high level of concentration and patience... both of which are areas she needs to work on. As of now, it is easiest for her to push objects directly in front of her (or things that she's looking at). Pushing to the side or behind requires much more energy and a concentration level she does not have. It is easiest to combat against slow attacks or those in close range. She is not able to block bullets, arrows, or anything small and fast moving. (for more info see other)
xxxxxxxxxxxxO t h e r → Her power is physical (even though it might seem like a form of telekinesis). It is in some ways an extension of herself and she can keep using it as long as she has the physical energy to do so. She does not absorb the energy she uses from a direct external source (i.e. solar, kinetic...). Her energy level is dependent on her meals and the amount of caffeine she takes in. She is actually able to burn calories from using her ability. Because of that, using her power a lot would require her to also eat a lot to compensate for the energy expended. If she is highly energetic, she will be able to use her ability longer. Alternatively, if she is sick or tired, she won't be able to do much. Because her power is an extension of herself, using it too much will put a lot of physical strain on her. Overexertion can cause physical pain often in the forms of muscle aches and joint pain.
It is important that she participate in endurance training. Although she considers her natural stamina level to be higher than average, she is far from having the endurance of a marathon runner. A lot of her energy comes from the insane amount of caffeine she intakes and she has come to rely on it a bit too much.
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xxxxxxxxxxxxI n t e l l i g e n c e → 5
xxxxxxxxxxxxP h y s i c a l S t r e n g t h → 3
xxxxxxxxxxxxS p e e d → 3
xxxxxxxxxxxxA g i l i t y → 4
xxxxxxxxxxxxD u r a b i l i t y → 3
xxxxxxxxxxxxE n e r g y → 5
xxxxxxxxxxxxP o w e r M a s t e r y → 7
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xxxxxxxxxxxxU n i f o r m → Black leather pants, combat boots, a form fitting shirt, and a black jacket over it.
xxxxxxxxxxxxE q u i p m e n t → A chrome butterfly knife, energy tablets/drinks
xxxxxxxxxxxxN o n - m u t a n t R e l a t ed A b i l i t i es → Computer skills (intermediate), Chess (intermediate), Surveillance (beginner), Small weapons (beginner)
xxxxxxxxxxxxO t h e r → She's a lefty.
She is currently teaching herself Georgian and Russian. She is intermediate in both. She's had years of lessons in French and Latin. She is fluent in both.
Posted: Wed Jan 23, 2013 7:38 pm
✖▐ FINN LARIETTExxxxxxxxxxxxxxx GHOSTxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
xxxxxxx▃▃✖▐B i o g r a p h y ↓ ▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃
xxxxxxxxxxxxN a m e → Finn Alandria Lariette
xxxxxxxxxxxxC o d e n a m e → Ghost
xxxxxxxxxxxxA l i a s e s → Nicknames
xxxxxxxxxxxxB i r t h d a y → January 4
xxxxxxxxxxxxP l a c e o f B i r t h → Ft. Devens, MA
xxxxxxx▃▃✖▐A p p e a r a n c e ↓ ▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃
xxxxxxxxxxxxG e n d e r → Female
xxxxxxxxxxxxA g e → 18
xxxxxxxxxxxxH e i g h t → 5'10"
xxxxxxxxxxxxW e i g h t → 155 lbs.
xxxxxxxxxxxxH a i r → Dark brown, chalked color tips
xxxxxxxxxxxxE y e s → Ice blue
xxxxxxxxxxxxC o m p l e x i o n → Fair
xxxxxxxxxxxxB u i l d →Athletic to muscular (similar to a gymnast build)
xxxxxxxxxxxxN a t i o n a l i t y → American
xxxxxxxxxxxxN o t a b l e F e a t u r e s → Skin is strangely flawless which could be partially due to mutation. No freckles, birthmarks, scars or tattoos. She has three lobe piercings in each ear and two cartilage rings in her left ear. Her hair color is changed often. Speaks in a slight souther drawl picked up from living in bases bases South of the Mason Dixon line for the majority of her life.
*For long standing team members and X-Men, she has an uncanny resemblance to the long lost X-Man, Evelyn Reed.
xxxxxxx▃▃✖▐R e l a t i o n s h i p s ↓ ▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃
xxxxxxxxxxxxT e a m → Alpha.
xxxxxxxxxxxxR e l a t i v e s → Father: James Finn Lariette (mutation unknown, deceased), Mother: Elise Lariette-Montomery (speed mutation, US Army)mother, father, etc.
xxxxxxxxxxxxF r i e n d s → None
xxxxxxxxxxxxE n e m i e s → Possibly special branches of the US Army, but that remains to be seen
xxxxxxx▃▃✖▐H i s t o r y ↓ ▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃
xxxxxxxxxxxxFinn was born to Elise & James Lariette, both of who were serving in the US Army. James was killed-in-action before Finn was born. To honor his memory, she named her daughter “Finn” which was her father’s last name. Being a career military woman, Elise was transferred base to base and Finn was a standard military kid. She went from school to school and never developed close friendships. She was raised to follow rules and believe in your cause or mission. From a young age, she was taught to honor her father’s memory and represent his name well.
Her mother remarried while she was in grade school but the marriage only lasted for a year. Sam Montgomery was a fantastic man and role model but Elise decided he was too nice and moved on. This aided in Finn’s staying solitary. While moving between schools, she aligned herself with the outcasts because they were the most willing to bring new friends into the fold.
At the age of thirteen, she started to develop her mutant skills. A school yard fight where she was defending a smaller student lead to the manifestation of her sensory skills. She passed out from the sound of the world crashing down on her. After a three-day coma, she awoke and her mother began working with her on how to control a mutation. Elise’s superiors soon took interest in Finn’s mutations as well and highly suggested on base classes and supervision. Finn always had the suspicion that they were trying to hone her skills and other mutant students into their ideals.
During her senior year of high school, Elise was being stationed in Germany. Tired of moving, Finn exercised her new-found rite to leave home and didn’t go with her. She moved to New York City and began culinary school. While walking in Central Park, she was attached by several anti-mutant vigilantes. The X-Man, Jonothan Starsmore, helped her defend herself and recruited her to the Xavier Institute.
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xxxxxxxxxxxxD i s p o s i t i o n → She’s generally an agreeable person to be around. Not overly emotional or cranky. Rather even keel. Finn plays by the rules 95% of the time but the other 5% of the time her need to buck authority or bend the rules to get a task done will pull through. She believes in loyalty and a cause. But she doesn’t like being question and will get defensive.
xxxxxxxxxxxxL i k e s → A good laugh, stunts, gymnastics, swimming, photography, culinary arts
xxxxxxxxxxxxD i s l i k e s → People who are just plain hateful, lazy or lack conviction, pre-bagged frozen food, the color orange
xxxxxxxxxxxxO t h e r →
xxxxxxx▃▃✖▐M u t a t i o n: Full Body Control & Cellular Regeneration ↓ ▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃
xxxxxxxxxxxxD e f i n i t i o n → Finn’s abilities are based upon heightened awareness and body functions. Cellular regeneration, heightened sensory skills, strength, agility, durability, stealth, reflexes, and dexterity are all affected. On a mental level, she can almost visualize what is going on with her own body much like a technopath can “see” technology.
xxxxxxxxxxxxS t r e n g t h s → It’s hard to determine where Finn’s mutant abilities end and what skills she has that are product of her power.
xxxxxxxxxxxxOver confidence leads to recklessness. She can be overwhelmed by her senses; she cannot turn her senses on or off. They are always at peak, superhuman performance.
xxxxxxxxxxxxO t h e r →
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xxxxxxxxxxxxI n t e l l i g e n c e → 5
xxxxxxxxxxxxP h y s i c a l S t r e n g t h → 5
xxxxxxxxxxxxS p e e d → 5
xxxxxxxxxxxxA g i l i t y → 5
xxxxxxxxxxxxD u r a b i l i t y → 5
xxxxxxxxxxxxE n e r g y → 5
xxxxxxxxxxxxP o w e r M a s t e r y → 7
xxxxxxx▃▃✖▐M i s c e l l a n e o u s ↓ ▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃
xxxxxxxxxxxxU n i f o r m → Blue cat suit that covers most of her skin to prevent sensory overload. Blue fingerless gloves that snap around her wrists. (She will switch them with full gloves depending on her power fluctuations.) Boots are black and thigh high and often conceal small weapons. Blue arm bands and two crossing blue belts contain secret compartments as well.
xxxxxxxxxxxxE q u i p m e n t → She tries to always carry several short blades on her person. Sometimes she’ll hide throwing stars or other weapons in the concealed compartments on her uniform. A long blade often accompanies her.
xxxxxxxxxxxxN o n - m u t a n t R e l a t ed A b i l i t i es → Gymnastics (Intermediate), Swimmer (Master), Small Weapons (Master), Swords (Intermediate), Cooking (Beginner), Taekwondo (Beginner)
xxxxxxxxxxxxA l i a s e s → Lyn, Scarlet, Hottie, Little Red
xxxxxxxxxxxxB i r t h d a y → November 20th
xxxxxxxxxxxxP l a c e o f B i r t h → Nashville, Tennessee
xxxxxxx▃▃✖▐A p p e a r a n c e ↓ ▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃
xxxxxxxxxxxxG e n d e r → Female
xxxxxxxxxxxxA g e → 20
xxxxxxxxxxxxH e i g h t → 5’10”
xxxxxxxxxxxxW e i g h t → 166
xxxxxxxxxxxxH a i r → Red
xxxxxxxxxxxxE y e s → Blue
xxxxxxxxxxxxC o m p l e x i o n → Light-skinned
xxxxxxxxxxxxB u i l d → Hourglass figure with large bust, but slightly thicker body than her sister
xxxxxxxxxxxxN a t i o n a l i t y → American
xxxxxxxxxxxxN o t a b l e F e a t u r e s → Other than pierced ears, nothing else is notable.
xxxxxxx▃▃✖▐R e l a t i o n s h i p s ↓ ▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃
xxxxxxxxxxxxT e a m → Alpha
xxxxxxxxxxxxR e l a t i v e s → Mother (Alexandra Gauge), Father (Richard Gauge), Older Identical Twin Sister (Charlotte), Younger Brother (Kale Gauge)
xxxxxxxxxxxxF r i e n d s → Other than her sister, Cammi.
xxxxxxxxxxxxE n e m i e s → Doesn’t believe in enemies.
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xxxxxxxxxxxxLynette and her twin sister Charlotte were immediately adored by their parents from birth. Nashville brought warm memories and gave the sisters much to appreciate in their lives. Being the minutes younger sister, Lynette tends to get away with much, thanks to her older sister's constant protection. The arrival of their younger brother Kale did not disrupt the flow of attention the twins attracted, and they continued to be the gems of their family and school.
This picturesque image of a blissful childhood was threatened when Lynette discovered her mutancy at the age of 14, by accidentally setting Charlotte's dog on fire (it survived). By a stroke of luck, Charlotte had also developed her own powers a full year before, and together, they helped keep their powers a secret from everyone else, for fear of what their parents may think of them. While Charlotte had an easy time, Lynette's mutancy was much harder to conceal. Between uncontrollable bursts of flame and Lynette's own growing curiosity in her power, the twins had a difficult time concealing their mutancy from their loving parents.
Not wanting to wait for an inevitable accident to occur, the twins began doing some research to figure out a solution. They happened upon the Xavier institute, and they knew they had found their answer. Convincing their parents it was simply a boarding school, Charlotte and Lynette were able to begin attending as early as their freshman year, leaving Nashville and making it to New York. There, they would learn to control their powers in the comfort of others like them: mutants.
This new life, one that included the twins living with themselves away from their family, was a welcome one, and no longer would they need to hide their true selves. Charlotte was given a hard time, considering the trouble Lynette seemed to get herself into regularly, but she made sure not to drag down her sister because of her mistakes.
Eventually, after pursuing further education, the twins were asked to join the Junior X-men. Lynette joined shortly after her sister did, hoping to put her training to the test.
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xxxxxxxxxxxxD i s p o s i t i o n → Lynette tends to be incredibly cheerful, and typically acts much younger than she appears. She is very playful with others, and often becomes quite chatty if given the opportunity to speak. Easily fascinated, even by her own powers, Lyn’s childlike demeanor will usually captivate the majority of the people she comes across: they usually find her to be very fun to be with, and find it hard to stay mad at her for most reasons (except possibly Charlotte). She has a strange sense of humor, so much that she can confuse people as much as she can make them smile. She is not above using her charm to get what she wants.
Her infectiously good mood makes it hard for her to be upset, and it is a rare occurrence to see her temper flare (barring mild annoyance and some pouting). She is very trusting of people, which is both a blessing and a curse. She refuses to see the bad in people and can be easily manipulated by others if allowed. She makes it a personal mission to help others, even if she has nothing to gain (or if she will lose something in return). She loves her sister very much, and is usually the first person she talks to and/or tries to impress. She also takes what her sister says to heart, and will listen to her regardless of what she asks for.
xxxxxxxxxxxxL i k e s → Food, Jokes, Movies, Partying, Music, Nightlife, Theatrics
xxxxxxxxxxxxD i s l i k e s → Cursing, Spicy Foods, Being Ignored, Super serious people, Not looking at her face when speaking to her, Losing Charlotte,
xxxxxxxxxxxxO t h e r → Lynette is very proud of her power, and is constantly trying to improve her control over it. But despite how amazed she is by her own power, she is just as equally scared of it. Because of past accidents, she has a deep seated fear of burning someone accidentally, especially her sister. She tries to hide this fear from everyone, including Charlotte. Lynette is very much aware of the type of body she possess, and its head turning capabilities, and will dress appropriately to flaunt it most of the time.
xxxxxxx▃▃✖▐M u t a t i o n: Pyrokinesis ↓ ▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃
xxxxxxxxxxxxD e f i n i t i o n → Lyn has the ability generate and manipulate fire and heat from her very body, as well as from other sources.
xxxxxxxxxxxxS t r e n g t h s → Lynette can generate fire from her body and manipulate them however she sees fit. The flames can be psionically controlled into various shapes, be heated up or cooled down, or even extinguished. She cannot be burned by flames that she is currently manipulating, but she must "ready" herself for it. She can even encase her body (or parts of it) in fire, be it for protection or offensive purposes.
xxxxxxxxxxxxW e a k n e s s e s → Lynette must focus on the flames she manipulates very carefully, or else they may spread uncontrollably. The larger a flame is, the harder it is to maintain control over it. She can also burn herself like any other person if she does not ready herself and build up her immunity. She cannot generate fire from her body if she is drenched in water, and must rely on outside sources of fire. Likewise, if the humidity in the air is too high (i.e., rainy days), fire generation will become impossible. Water on her body would need to be dried off for her to generate flames. She can only manipulate flames up to 30 yards away from her; any farther, and she loses control of them. If Lynette uses her pyrokinesis for too long, she begins to experience symptoms similar to hot flashes, which includes: feelings of intense heat, sweating, a rapidly increased heartbeat, dizziness, and even fainting. Lynette can only maintain her power continuously (that is, without pausing or breaks) for a span of approximately 5 minutes until her aforementioned symptoms begin to appear. This time limit is nearly cut in half if she is cloaked in flames, clocking in at about 2 ½ minutes. Drinking water can usually help alleviate the symptoms and slightly lengthen her power usage, but the amount of water varies depending on how much she has exerted herself.
xxxxxxxxxxxxO t h e r → Lynette can only generate fire from her own body, and cannot cause an object to spontaneously combust. She has also practiced being able to spit out fire from her mouth (as a sort of parlor trick), though it has little application outside of catching enemies by surprise and warming herself up. She can also raise her body temperature to make her skin burning hot, and can act as a human radiator. She has a natural resistance to heat, and can endure higher levels of heat without discomfort or breaking a sweat. She tends to stay away from gunpowder or explosive materials, as her power can make them go off. She also avoids cloaking herself in flames when not in her uniform, as she has accidentally burned clothing in the past. She can currently reach a max temperature of approximately 2,200 degrees Fahrenheit.
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xxxxxxxxxxxxI n t e l l i g e n c e → 4
xxxxxxxxxxxxP h y s i c a l S t r e n g t h → 3
xxxxxxxxxxxxS p e e d → 3
xxxxxxxxxxxxA g i l i t y → 4
xxxxxxxxxxxxD u r a b i l i t y → 4
xxxxxxxxxxxxE n e r g y → 5
xxxxxxxxxxxxP o w e r M a s t e r y → 8
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xxxxxxxxxxxxU n i f o r m → Black fireproof jumpsuit with team colored designs, usually unzipped to reveal low neckline white undershirt. Team colored heels.
xxxxxxxxxxxxE q u i p m e n t → A small, red Zippo lighter carried in a pouch on her right hip.
xxxxxxxxxxxxN o n - m u t a n t R e l a t ed A b i l i t i es → Music (Master), Swimming (Intermediate), Cooking (Intermediate), Horseback Riding (Beginner)
xxxxxxxxxxxxO t h e r → Despite how comfortable she is with her body and happy with the attention men give her, she is uncomfortable with overtly provocative behavior from either gender. She has a red accordion as one of her most valuable possessions, nicknamed “Big Red”, and plays it on occasion. She will usually be the first to volunteer for cooking, as it is one of the few things she enjoys that can go hand in hand with her pyrokinesis. Her favorite genres in film are horror and fantasy. Despite water being a natural counter to her abilities, she enjoys swimming as it is an effective way to cool herself down after using her abilities.
Posted: Wed Feb 06, 2013 9:56 pm
✖▐ Charlotte Elizabeth Gaugexxxxxxxxxxxxxxx Skadixxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
xxxxxxx▃▃✖▐B i o g r a p h y ↓ ▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃
xxxxxxxxxxxxN a m e → Charlotte Gauge
xxxxxxxxxxxxC o d e n a m e → Skadi
xxxxxxxxxxxxA l i a s e s → Charlie, Lottie, Ace, Red
xxxxxxxxxxxxB i r t h d a y → November 20
xxxxxxxxxxxxP l a c e o f B i r t h → Nashville, TN
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xxxxxxxxxxxxG e n d e r → Female
xxxxxxxxxxxxA g e → 20
xxxxxxxxxxxxH e i g h t → 5 ft, 10 inches
xxxxxxxxxxxxW e i g h t → 160 lbs
xxxxxxxxxxxxH a i r → Red
xxxxxxxxxxxxE y e s → Blue
xxxxxxxxxxxxC o m p l e x i o n → Light
xxxxxxxxxxxxB u i l d → She is an hourglass figure, large in the bust, with a relatively small waist in comparison.
xxxxxxxxxxxxN a t i o n a l i t y → American
xxxxxxxxxxxxN o t a b l e F e a t u r e s → She has her ears pierced on the lobes and cartilage. Other than that, she is too afraid of needles to get any other piercing or tattoos done.
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xxxxxxxxxxxxT e a m → Omega
xxxxxxxxxxxxR e l a t i v e s → Alexandra Gauge, Mother; Richard Gauge, Father; Lynette Gauge, Twin Sister (Mutation: Pyrokinesis); Kale Gauge, Brother.
xxxxxxxxxxxxF r i e n d s → Felix (sometimes), Thomas, Blake, Peyton.
xxxxxxxxxxxxE n e m i e s → Felix (sometimes).
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xxxxxxxxxxxxCharlotte and Lyn were born to a set of middle class, loving Nashville parents. They were doted on by their family, Charlotte being the older twin by mere minutes. Even at a young age, she never let Lyn, or her parents, forget that she was the older of the two. Despite the fact that she was part of a twin set, Charlotte took her duties as an older sister seriously, while always trying to assert her independence.
Over the years, the twins developed a close bond to one another, as twins often did. Their parents strove to assure that they were treated equally, and that each developed into their own independent person. Of course, this was no problem for the older Charlotte, who excelled in socializing with other kids and making her own friends. However, she always remains fiercely loyal to her sister, and protected her from as much as she could while they were children. They became more united at the birth of their baby brother, the twins putting on a united front against the newest member of the Gauge clan. If they were going to get in trouble, at least they were going to get in trouble together.
And so the Gauge twins passed a leisurely childhood of games, going to school and making friends. She was 13 when she discovered her powers for the first time, though she kept them hidden for fear that she would be called freak by everyone else. Thankfully, she was graced with a mutation that was easy to keep under wraps, even from her sister. And it made hunting with her father all the more fun, as he praised her for her shot and ability in the forest.
It wasn't until her sister's powers manifested themselves in a pretty spectacular way that she finally divulged her sister, then coming up with a plan to cover up what really happened from their parents. After all, being the older sibling, it was her job to make sure that nothing happened to her little sister. The last thing she wanted was for Lyn to feel alone in what she was going to, and it was easier going to their parents on a united front. Rather than deal with what was happening to them alone, however, the girls did some research and came across the Xavier's school. From there, it was simple enough to propose the boarding school to their parents, never really telling them the truth about what the school really was.
At the beginning of their Freshman year of high school, the girls made the move from Nashville to New York, starting at a school where they would learn to harness their powers. It was nice, the girl living together, even if Charlotte felt like she was constantly trailing behind her younger sister, cleaning up her messes and making sure that she didn't do anything too stupid. They made friends, some exclusive to their own circles, though at the end of the day Charlotte knew that they had each other.
Graduating high school, Charlotte started classes at Frontier University in education, eventually being asked by the school to transfer to one of the more active teams of Junior X-men. Charlotte, of course, didn't hesitate, excited about her new role and chance to show off just what she could do.
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xxxxxxxxxxxxD i s p o s i t i o n → Generally, Charlotte is a kind soul who enjoys making new friends and hanging out with those closest to her. That being said, she can have a violent temper, especially when it comes to people messing with her younger twin, or just generally being annoying to her. She takes pretty much everything seriously, whether it be training with her bow, her schoolwork, or working with the new teams of junior x-men. Part of this blame, she is sure, rests with being the older twin - to this day she maintains that it was a full-time job keeping her sister out of trouble when they were younger. They might look identical, but to her, their differences in personality are plain as day. At the end of the day, there is nothing that she won't do for Lyn, or her family. Friends might come and go, but family is forever.
Despite being relatively easy to strike up a conversation with, Charlotte does have a bit of a temper, which can flare up at the smallest provocation. While she'd never admit it, she cares what other people think of her, so she always feels the need to impress them with whatever she is doing. Usually, it works out to her advantage, but when she makes a fool of herself, she can take it pretty hard. Especially if it is embarrassment in front of a boy she likes. Her sense of humor can be a bit quirky, though not nearly as bad as her sister, and she often finds herself rolling her eyes at her sister's outbursts. Still, she likes to laugh, just at the right things.
xxxxxxxxxxxxL i k e s → Bow hunting, running, family, boys, movies, food, puppies.
xxxxxxxxxxxxD i s l i k e s → Laziness, Intense silliness, country music, being stereotyped, people not looking at her face when they talk to her, comments on her weight.
xxxxxxxxxxxxO t h e r → It really bothers her when people mistake her for her twin, because despite the fact that they are identical, she sees them as virtually night and day in personalities. She consciously tries to avoid finishing Lyn's sentences - that makes them too stereotypical. She does not necessarily view her powers with contempt, but she can understand how others would be less than thrilled, especially if they have mutations like her sister's, which may be difficult to keep hidden from the world. She does, however, want to unlock her full potential, and use what she can do for good.
xxxxxxx▃▃✖▐M u t a t i o n: Adaptive Vision ↓ ▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃
xxxxxxxxxxxxD e f i n i t i o n → Her sense of vision is able to automatically adapt to the environment around her. Additionally, she is able to read heat signatures and modify her visual field to see farther and in more detail than almost anyone else.
xxxxxxxxxxxxS t r e n g t h s → The automatic adjustment of her sight allows her to see just as well in the dark as in full light. Additionally, it prevents her from being incapacitated in bright light or fast changes in light levels. The ability to read heat signatures makes her adept at tracking and hunting.
xxxxxxxxxxxxW e a k n e s s e s → She is prone to headaches, especially if she uses her abilities to "zoom in" on her target for too long. The heat vision can only detect current heat signatures, or signatures from the previous 5 minutes. She can only modify her own visual field for a few minutes at a time. During this time, her other senses are extremely dulled, leaving her more vulnerable.
xxxxxxxxxxxxO t h e r → As a side effect of these powers, she finds that her accuracy is increased, particularly when attacking from a distance with her bow. For this reason, she prefers to be somewhere away from the bulk of the action, where she can pick off and incapacitate targets one at a time. Currently, she is working on maintaining her accuracy and use of her power while mounted horseback, just for fun.
xxxxxxx▃▃✖▐P o w e r G r i d ↓ ▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃ xxxxxxxxxxxxI n t e l l i g e n c e → 4
xxxxxxxxxxxxP h y s i c a l S t r e n g t h → 4
xxxxxxxxxxxxS p e e d → 4
xxxxxxxxxxxxA g i l i t y → 5
xxxxxxxxxxxxD u r a b i l i t y → 3
xxxxxxxxxxxxE n e r g y → 6
xxxxxxxxxxxxP o w e r M a s t e r y → 8
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xxxxxxxxxxxxU n i f o r m → Black leggings and [team color] tank top. Boots that come up to the middle of her calf, lacing up the front. One of several leather jackets, depending on the weather and the type of mission they are facing. She also wears a pair of black fingerless leather gloves, specially designed to provide wrist support and aid in protecting her hands from the elements.
xxxxxxxxxxxxE q u i p m e n t → Compound bow which can be strung across the back, and a quiver of arrows, worn on her hip. The bow comes equipped with a scope and sight light.
xxxxxxxxxxxxN o n - m u t a n t R e l a t ed A b i l i t i es → Archery (Master), Mounted Archery (Beginner), Hunting (Intermediate), Guns (Intermediate), Surveillance (Beginner), Horseback Riding (Intermediate).
xxxxxxxxxxxxO t h e r → Her favorite holiday is Halloween. Favorite foods include cookies, meatloaf and anything barbecue. She has her own horse, named Nirobe, which she keeps in the stables. She has a fascination with world cultures, especially the notion of studying alien cultures as well.
✖▐ LEION ABEL EVANSxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx LODESTARxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
xxxxxxx▃▃✖▐B i o g r a p h y ↓ ▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃
xxxxxxxxxxxxN a m e → Leion Abel Evans
xxxxxxxxxxxxC o d e n a m e → Lodestar
xxxxxxxxxxxxA l i a s e s → Pharos, Flare, Rave
xxxxxxxxxxxxB i r t h d a y → June 5th
xxxxxxxxxxxxP l a c e o f B i r t h →Dallas, TX
xxxxxxx▃▃✖▐A p p e a r a n c e ↓ ▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃
xxxxxxxxxxxxG e n d e r → Male
xxxxxxxxxxxxA g e → 18
xxxxxxxxxxxxH e i g h t → 6’4”
xxxxxxxxxxxxW e i g h t → 210 lbs
xxxxxxxxxxxxH a i r → Dirty Blonde
xxxxxxxxxxxxE y e s → Purple (can be changed at will)
xxxxxxxxxxxxC o m p l e x i o n → Light Tan
xxxxxxxxxxxxB u i l d → Toned
xxxxxxxxxxxxN a t i o n a l i t y → American
xxxxxxxxxxxxN o t a b l e F e a t u r e s → Two piercings and an earcuff on his left ear
xxxxxxx▃▃✖▐R e l a t i o n s h i p s ↓ ▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃
xxxxxxxxxxxxT e a m → Omega.
xxxxxxxxxxxxR e l a t i v e s → John Evans: Father, Marine Elsa Evans: Mother, Marine Narcissa Faith Evans: Sister- Deceased
xxxxxxxxxxxxF r i e n d s → As far as he’s concerned they are all dead.
xxxxxxxxxxxxE n e m i e s → Sentinels.
xxxxxxx▃▃✖▐H i s t o r y ↓ ▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃
xxxxxxxxxxxxA Resident of Earth 6150 who was swapped with an alternate version of himself, he is unable to return home and must take up residence in this world. He was raised on Marine and Joint Force Bases regularly getting into trouble, his only outlets being music and Krav Maga. When his powers were discovered he was taken from his parent’s custody and put into a training program with other mutant adolescents until the Brotherhood of Mutants broke into the facility and liberated them.
With their help he learned more control over his powers and what he could do, though he took the dogmatic supreme race speeches with a grain of salt. He was taken along with the group on the day of Magneto’s attack on New York, some of the other mutants just started attacking random pedestrians even woman with children. He fought back for them, like his parents had told him before his powers emerged: “Those with strength should protect those without”. When the fighting cleared he had been cornered by Captain America and had surrendered without any resistance, he explained his involvement and after much mental probing from Charles Xavier he was released into the custody of Xavier’s Institute for “rehabilitation”.
The energy of Xavier’s was much more relaxed than either of his previous experiences, he started to feel somewhat normal again and made friends, had crushes, took tests, started singing again. . . then it all went to hell. The UN had decided that mutants were too dangerous to be allowed to live and they started the Sentinel Program. The Sentinels were programmed to kill mutants on sight regardless of threat level while minimizing normal human casualties. It wasn’t long before they found the mansion, it was only a few the first time they were easily taken down due to our numbers, but they must have been linked to a database because the next wave wasn’t so simple. The mansion was decimated, a few survivors were whisked away by a group of Teleporters, and so began our fight for survival. He lived in a small group far from any cities, Emma Frost kept any normals from wandering too close but the constant surveillance was wearing on her.
They started having to move around as Emma’s sanity dwindled, leaving her a broken down, hysteric shell of her former self. After a few months the Sentinels caught up with them, everyone else was dead and one was advancing towards him then everything went white.
xxxxxxx▃▃✖▐P e r s o n a l i t y ↓ ▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃
xxxxxxxxxxxxD i s p o s i t i o n → Calm, distrustful, serious, sentimental, and occasionally cocky. He tends to take a while to open up. He tries to cover up shyness with a confrontational attitude.
xxxxxxxxxxxxL i k e s → Music, Guys, Food, Star Gazing
xxxxxxxxxxxxD i s l i k e s → Sentinels, foraging, feeling helpless
xxxxxxxxxxxxO t h e r → his eye color can give away a general idea of his current feelings if he’s not careful
xxxxxxx▃▃✖▐M u t a t i o n: Energy Creation/Manipulation ↓ ▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃
xxxxxxxxxxxxD e f i n i t i o n → Much like his alternate self his body creates an unusual energy which he is able to manifest and manipulate to his liking, within reason. He is capable of shaping the energy and using it as makeshift weapons or firing off projectiles from various locations of his body; most commonly his hands, feet and chest; on occasion he can fire beams from shapes he is currently maintaining. He is able to control the color and intensity of his energy. His most common uses of power include barriers, blasts, delayed projectiles, and bursts to change his directions. He is capable of one form of “flight”: this has him creating a platform of energy and willing it to move it is taxing and require several minutes of recovery after use. An unimportant side effect of his powers allows him to change his eye color and makes his eyes glow.
xxxxxxxxxxxxS t r e n g t h s → . He is able to manifest energy with little to no movement giving him the element of surprise, able to easily cut through common metals.
xxxxxxxxxxxxW e a k n e s s e s → His barriers and projectiles are psionically linked to him with enough force or hits they will shatter and cause him pain and migraines depending on the size. If he cannot see he cannot manifest his energy.
xxxxxxxxxxxxO t h e r → . His energy cannot harm him unless repurposed by another mutant, not simply rebounded.
xxxxxxx▃▃✖▐P o w e r G r i d ↓ ▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃
xxxxxxxxxxxxI n t e l l i g e n c e → 4
xxxxxxxxxxxxP h y s i c a l S t r e n g t h →3
xxxxxxxxxxxxS p e e d → 4
xxxxxxxxxxxxA g i l i t y →3
xxxxxxxxxxxxD u r a b i l i t y → 4
xxxxxxxxxxxxE n e r g y →7
xxxxxxxxxxxxP o w e r M a s t e r y → 9
xxxxxxx▃▃✖▐M i s c e l l a n e o u s ↓ ▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃
xxxxxxxxxxxxU n i f o r m → Form fitting black uniform with minimal adornments and a large red X on the back. Made to restrict movement as little as possible.
xxxxxxxxxxxxE q u i p m e n t →
xxxxxxxxxxxxN o n - m u t a n t R e l a t ed A b i l i t i es → Guns: Beginner Martial Arts –Krav Maga: Intermediate Computer Skills: Beginner Parkour: Beginner Swimming: Intermediate Surveillance: Beginner Cooking: Beginner Music: Intermediate Computer Hacking: Beginner.
xxxxxxxxxxxxO t h e r →
Posted: Wed May 21, 2014 11:39 am
✖▐ Luke Dillingerxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx Played By: BubbaDookenxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
xxxxxxx▃▃✖▐B i o g r a p h y ↓ ▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃
xxxxxxxxxxxxN a m e → Luke Dillinger
xxxxxxxxxxxxC o d e n a m e → Forrest
xxxxxxxxxxxxA l i a s e s → Dill, Mr. Clean
xxxxxxxxxxxxB i r t h d a y → December 25th
xxxxxxxxxxxxP l a c e o f B i r t h → Los angeles, CA
xxxxxxx▃▃✖▐A p p e a r a n c e ↓ ▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃
xxxxxxxxxxxxG e n d e r → Male
xxxxxxxxxxxxA g e → 20
xxxxxxxxxxxxH e i g h t → 6ft
xxxxxxxxxxxxW e i g h t → 227lbs.
xxxxxxxxxxxxH a i r → Shiny - Bald
xxxxxxxxxxxxE y e s → Brown
xxxxxxxxxxxxC o m p l e x i o n → Black Coffee
xxxxxxxxxxxxB u i l d → Not overly built, but well toned. Does not juice, or take steroids. Sturdy.
xxxxxxxxxxxxN a t i o n a l i t y → African American
xxxxxxxxxxxxN o t a b l e F e a t u r e s → Tattoos: Tribal across his back and down right arm. Piercings: Ears.
xxxxxxx▃▃✖▐R e l a t i o n s h i p s ↓ ▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃
xxxxxxxxxxxxT e a m → Prefer Alpha If Possible.
xxxxxxxxxxxxR e l a t i v e s → Deceased
xxxxxxxxxxxxF r i e n d s → TBA
xxxxxxxxxxxxE n e m i e s → Ronald Reagan
xxxxxxx▃▃✖▐H i s t o r y ↓ ▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃
xxxxxxxxxxxxLuke grew up in a foster home in Los Angeles with a surprisingly nice family. He didn't have any real trauma, and didn't remember his birth parents, so he had nothing to compare them to. He was a well behaved boy, though he didn't often express himself verbally to his foster parents or foster siblings. He preferred to take quiet comfort in the fact that he always seemed welcome in his surroundings.
He enjoyed playing in the man made pond in his backyard, and could always be found listening to music. He was never shy, but didn't speak much till after puberty. It seemed that when his ability arrived, so did his voice. He lived a carefree life until he turned twelve, and the branches of the old oak tree outside of his bedroom window started religiously tapping on it nightly. The branches eventually broke through the window, and before his eyes grew into the room. It didn't harm him, it simply formed a canopy above his bed. He heard whispering, but couldn't make out the sounds.
His foster parents thought the wind had blown the tree over and it fell into his room, so they had it cut down and removed. After that, strange things kept happening. Grass would grow a foot tall overnight, flowers without thorns suddenly had them. Tulips seemed to stare enviously when the children played kick the can in the evenings.
Like all kids in their tweens, eventually Luke got into a fight with his parents. In retrospect it was trivial, and for most family's would have blown away after a good nights sleep. Luke never yelled and barely spoke, but his emotions went haywire when he couldn't get his point across. His frustration filled mind until he saw red. What he didn't know, was that the angrier he got--The more the vines on the outside of the house spread and tightened along the brick.
They burrowed into a soft part of the foundation and sprung up through the wooden floor boards, popping menacingly out of air vents and the round bases of light fixtures. They seemed mindless, but aimed themselves straight for his foster mother, who had been yelling the loudest. Not sure what was happening, Luke put himself between the vines and the woman that had cared for him all his life, and they seized, freezing mid air.
They seemed to realize they were frightening the boy, so they fell to the floor, pulling away, harmless once again.
It was around this time that his foster parents started looking for assistance. They went through several stages of denial, first hiring landscapers to cut down all of the vines and shrubbery. It kept stubbornly growing back. The incidents kept happening over the years, though less severe, and only ever around Luke.
One day when Luke was about seventeen, a man in a wheelchair came to their home and explained that he was gifted. It took hours of explaining and weeks of convincing, but they eventually gave Luke the choice of attending a school for special youths like himself, or remaining home.
It was a hard choice, Luke cared for his foster family, and despite the odd peach trees that had recently sprung from nowhere out of the ground in the basement, they cared for him too.
When the man in the wheelchair left Los Angeles, Luke followed.
xxxxxxx▃▃✖▐P e r s o n a l i t y ↓ ▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃
xxxxxxxxxxxxD i s p o s i t i o n → Snarky, however amusing. Has general issues with douche bags and isn't afraid to speak his mind.
xxxxxxxxxxxxL i k e s → Pie, Riding and Collecting Motorcycles, Pie, Horror Flicks, Music, Working in automotive shops, Pie, Tattoo's, and Cooking.
xxxxxxxxxxxxD i s l i k e s → Reaganomics, Unnecessary Violence, Unequal Distribution of Power, Reading, Kids, Cats, Traitors, Milk, Sunday Comics, Church (Has nothing against Faith, just the institution.)
xxxxxxxxxxxxO t h e r → Can't stand willfully ignorant individuals. Won't hesitate to tell them off. A small taco bell chihuahua follows him around at all times.
xxxxxxx▃▃✖▐M u t a t i o n: Plant Manipulation ↓ ▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃
xxxxxxxxxxxxD e f i n i t i o n → Luke has a very intense affinity with nature. He can manipulate, mentally guide, and commune with all forms of plant life. From seeds to trees, his thoughts and emotional state can influence the natural world around him. His presence gives otherwise normal and obedient plant life a mind of their own.
xxxxxxxxxxxxS t r e n g t h s → His ability is very versatile, especially in a fight. It can be difficult to defend against, when he could potentially turn an enemies cover and surroundings against them. The plant life that he infects reacts to stimuli of their own accord. He can mentally guide or request that a vine crawl up the side of a building, but he can't force it to obey. Younger plant life is easier to manipulate so he often carries varying seeds to assist him. Trees with deep roots are stubborn, however they are significantly stronger if he can bend them to his will.
xxxxxxxxxxxxW e a k n e s s e s → His ability is impossible to hide. Walking down the street, a tree may attempt to bend its limbs towards him. Flowers will turn their faces, away from the sun, and follow him instead. All things green are naturally drawn towards him. He doesn't control plant life with absolute authority. His ability grants foliage a certain degree of sentience that it otherwise wouldn't have. Sometimes it listens, sometimes it doesn't. Nature generally seeks to protect him, and can automatically respond to his emotions. He has to be careful not to get angry in public, or greenery can became hateful and vicious to others in an effort to remove the source of his discomfort. His area of affect, for better or worse, is approximately twenty feet.
xxxxxxxxxxxxO t h e r → He doesn't exactly enjoy his ability. Plants are like the annoying siblings he never had, constantly reaching for him and chattering in his head. They can be obnoxious and willful. If he brings a date home, and he pays more attention to the girl, than the plant--A vine my conveniently trip him. Or her.
He's still adjusting.
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xxxxxxxxxxxxI n t e l l i g e n c e → 5
xxxxxxxxxxxxP h y s i c a l S t r e n g t h → 3
xxxxxxxxxxxxS p e e d → 3
xxxxxxxxxxxxA g i l i t y → 5
xxxxxxxxxxxxD u r a b i l i t y → 3
xxxxxxxxxxxxE n e r g y → 4
xxxxxxxxxxxxP o w e r M a s t e r y → 7
xxxxxxx▃▃✖▐M i s c e l l a n e o u s ↓ ▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃
xxxxxxxxxxxxU n i f o r m → Black cargo pants with navy blue sectioned off pockets to carry different kinds of seeds. Also wears a long sleeved shirt with black and blue stripes going down the arms, and black gloves. There is an oak seed stitched into each finger tip of the gloves.
xxxxxxxxxxxxE q u i p m e n t → None
xxxxxxxxxxxxN o n - m u t a n t R e l a t ed A b i l i t i es → Auto Mechanics (Intermediate) Survivalist (Intermediate) Cooking (Intermediate) Kickboxing (Beginner) Bo staff (Intermediate)
xxxxxxxxxxxxA l i a s e s → Nicknames Monkey Man, Diddy Kong
xxxxxxxxxxxxB i r t h d a y → April 1st
xxxxxxxxxxxxP l a c e o f B i r t h → Burbank, CA
xxxxxxx▃▃✖▐A p p e a r a n c e ↓ ▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃
xxxxxxxxxxxxG e n d e r → Male
xxxxxxxxxxxxA g e → 18
xxxxxxxxxxxxH e i g h t → 6'4"
xxxxxxxxxxxxW e i g h t → 172lbs.
xxxxxxxxxxxxH a i r → Auburn
xxxxxxxxxxxxE y e s → Green
xxxxxxxxxxxxC o m p l e x i o n → Pale
xxxxxxxxxxxxB u i l d → slim, but well toned
xxxxxxxxxxxxN a t i o n a l i t y → American
xxxxxxxxxxxxN o t a b l e F e a t u r e s → A long, prehensile, red furred monkey tail coming from above his buttocks. He also has quite a bit of fur he hides under long pants and long sleeve shirts.
xxxxxxx▃▃✖▐R e l a t i o n s h i p s ↓ ▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃
xxxxxxxxxxxxT e a m →
xxxxxxxxxxxxR e l a t i v e s → Mother and Father, both disowned him when his power first manifested
xxxxxxxxxxxxF r i e n d s → .
xxxxxxxxxxxxE n e m i e s → .
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xxxxxxxxxxxxBorn in Burbank, California, he was an only child, and was spoiled by his loving parents. His father was a police officer and his mother was a real estate agent. Or they were loving parents until his mutation came into being. They didn't think anything bad about their child being unnaturally acrobatic, in fact they encouraged him to pursue this physical activity, which eventually meant him getting into parkour.
But at the age of 12, things became different, beginning with the appearance of a long, red furred, prehensile monkey tail. They tried to accept that their child was different, but he was ostracized in school and at home, and called a 'Simian Freak' by the children at school. Eventually, even his parents disowned him, and he was thrown out onto the streets.
Esben wandered the streets of Los Angeles, alone, and afraid of his future. He would steal for food, and became quite good at it, and his natural agility and parkour training allowed him to evade the cops. Eventually, a kindly old man saw the young monkey and kindly took him in, adopting him as his own son. This old man also ran a martial arts school, one that taught, of all things, Tai Shing Pek Kwar, or Monkey Kung Fu. So when Esben began to show interest in the art, the old man decided to give him private lessons, instructing him in the martial art as well as use of the Bo Staff. After 4 years of learning from the master, the old man passed away, but the successor to the kind man kicked Esben out of the school, saying his kind was not welcome here.
Once again he was alone, but not for long, as he was found by someone with mutant powers like him. He offered the young man to come with him to a place where people like him are accepted with open arms, the Xavier Institute. Accepting this proposition, Esben left his home of Los Angeles and entered the Xavier Insitute.
It was only a year after he joined the Institute that Teams Alpha and Omega were created, and being a more experienced student, he was among the ones chosen to join the new team. With staff in hand and with a smile on his face, Esben, Codename: Wukong, stands ready to fight.
xxxxxxx▃▃✖▐P e r s o n a l i t y ↓ ▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃
xxxxxxxxxxxxD i s p o s i t i o n → He is a nice guy, kind and caring to many people he meets. But he is also quite rambunctious at times, acting like the animals he takes some traits from. But he uses the chipper demeanor and silly antics to hide a lot of pain inside. He has some major insecurity issues. Even though he got off easy compared to someone like Hank McCoy, otherwise known as Beast, he is highly insecure of his tail and his fur. Either he hides his pain with being absolutely silliness, or he can be quite arrogant at times, especially when it comes to a contest of skill.
xxxxxxxxxxxxL i k e s → Lazy Days Trees Swimming Pools Food, lots of food Being silly
xxxxxxxxxxxxD i s l i k e s → Being called an animal His tail (only when particularly depressed) His parents (they disowned him because of his simian traits) People that are no fun Banana Jokes
xxxxxxxxxxxxO t h e r → Don't feed him bananas, or he will go bananas.
xxxxxxx▃▃✖▐M u t a t i o n: Simian Physiology ▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃
xxxxxxxxxxxxD e f i n i t i o n → Esben has the traits and abilities of Old World and New World Monkeys and apes. This gives him enhanced strength, agility, dexterity, prehensile feet and a prehensile tail as long as half his body length and strong enough to support at least twice his body weight. He also has slightly elongated canines
xxxxxxxxxxxxS t r e n g t h s → He is stronger, more agile, and harder to hit than a normal human. His prehensile tail effectively give him a fifth limb to use, and he can bite really hard. He can be a very difficult opponent to face and defeat.
xxxxxxxxxxxxW e a k n e s s e s → He's not super humanly durable and his strength only goes so far. Most of his weaknesses though are mental. He is extremely insecure about his own tail and patches of fur on his body, and his big feet. Not to mention a red furred monkey tail is not easy to hide in normal society.
xxxxxxxxxxxxO t h e r → His shoes are a size 15 wide, to account for his large, prehensile feet when he walks around in normal society.
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xxxxxxxxxxxxI n t e l l i g e n c e → 4
xxxxxxxxxxxxP h y s i c a l S t r e n g t h → 7
xxxxxxxxxxxxS p e e d → 4
xxxxxxxxxxxxA g i l i t y → 7
xxxxxxxxxxxxD u r a b i l i t y → 3
xxxxxxxxxxxxE n e r g y → 6
xxxxxxxxxxxxP o w e r M a s t e r y → 4
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xxxxxxxxxxxxU n i f o r m → All his uniform consists of is a loose long sleeve, black shirt with his teams logo on the front and loose, red pants. He leaves his feet bare, because in a combat situation, he'll need them.
xxxxxxxxxxxxE q u i p m e n t → Bo Staff
xxxxxxxxxxxxN o n - m u t a n t R e l a t ed A b i l i t i es → Parkour (Intermediate) Martial Arts (Monkey Style Kung Fu) (Intermediate) Bo Staff (Beginner) Cooking (Beginner)
xxxxxxxxxxxxO t h e r →
Posted: Sat Jun 21, 2014 4:07 pm
✖▐ Christian Weiss-Alarcónxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx Feralxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
xxxxxxx▃▃✖▐B i o g r a p h y ↓ ▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃
xxxxxxxxxxxxN a m e → Christian Weiss-Alarcón
xxxxxxxxxxxxC o d e n a m e → Feral
xxxxxxxxxxxxA l i a s e s → Dog, Wolfy
xxxxxxxxxxxxB i r t h d a y → March 17th
xxxxxxxxxxxxP l a c e o f B i r t h → Merced, California
xxxxxxx▃▃✖▐A p p e a r a n c e ↓ ▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃
xxxxxxxxxxxxG e n d e r → Male
xxxxxxxxxxxxA g e → 20
xxxxxxxxxxxxH e i g h t → 6' 2"
xxxxxxxxxxxxW e i g h t → 197 lbs.
xxxxxxxxxxxxH a i r → Dark Brown
xxxxxxxxxxxxE y e s → Light Blue normally, Ice Blue when transformed
xxxxxxxxxxxxC o m p l e x i o n → slight tan
xxxxxxxxxxxxB u i l d → Athletically Toned
xxxxxxxxxxxxN a t i o n a l i t y → American [German-Guatemalan]
xxxxxxx▃▃✖▐R e l a t i o n s h i p s ↓ ▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃
xxxxxxxxxxxxT e a m → Omega
xxxxxxxxxxxxR e l a t i v e s → Mother -- Guadalupe Alarcón, Father -- Stephen Weiss, Younger sister -- Jaynee Weiss-Alarcón
xxxxxxxxxxxxF r i e n d s → . Will be updated
xxxxxxxxxxxxE n e m i e s → . Will be updated
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xxxxxxxxxxxxChristian was the first born of a Merced couple that was 3 years into their relationship. His birth solidified their marriage, and was kept as the center of his parent's relationship, until his younger sister, Jaynee, was born. He grew up living as comfortably as a son of a caterer (his mother) and a construction worker (his father). During his elementary school days, Christian mutancy began to show in a bizarre accident. During a family trip to the Los Angeles Zoo, many of the animals began to grow restless whenever Christian wandered near their exhibit. Many animals that could be classified as 'prey' (hogs, goat, deer) shrinked away from him, and animals classified as predators (lions, panthers, cougars) began snarling at him whenever he passed by them. Other animals were simply curious of him, seeming to follow his every move (bears, wolves, gorillas). Christian in particular snapped into a feral-like state when a jaguar roared at him, the young boy snarling and rushing towards the glass that caged the jaguar. His father could barely restrain him, and the family made a hasty exit from the Zoo.
Since then, Christian began exhibiting more animal-like symptoms. Christian was prone to chasing birds that came into his backyard, squirrels that darted between trees, and rabbits that burrowed underground. His hunger wouldn't, at times, be sated until he ate two more servings. He was restless at night as well, often refusing to sleep and wandering into the backyard, simply pacing about. This even affected his school behavior, often getting him into fights whenever a bully antagonized him and earned his wrath. His bizarre behavior climaxed when he was going through puberty, when a fight broke out in front of his house between him and a gang of kids he made enemies with in school. During the fight, Christian finally transformed into a large, wolf-like creature, scaring off the kids. Christian gave chase, and eventually his fury led him to terrorizing the entire neighborhood for the rest of the day. He was eventually subdued by both Animal Control and the local police. He was pronounced a mutant, and the town quickly began to spite him of his horrible behavior and rampages. Despite his terrifying behavior and inhuman tendencies...Christian loved every second of it. It felt too natural, and the fact that he was received flak from it just caused him anger. His parents also embraced his mutancy, allowing him to experiment with his powers so long as he didn't attract too much attention (which always happened anyways).
His family made the decision to move to another city, Palm Springs. While he attempted to complete middle school there, news of his endeavors in Merced reached Palm Springs, and anti-mutant resentment began to barrage the poor family. Christian's mutancy continued to grow, and it only garnered more attention as his family tried to keep together. The situation reached a breaking point when a shooting broke out at his house, a lone gunman breaking into his house and attempting to murder him. His parents decided that this was too much for the family to try and take care of on their own. Luckily, the Xavier Institute approached them not long after that incident, offering a safe haven for Christian. They even offered to help his family move to another location, this time under more concealed means, to continue living their lives in peace. Christian didn't waste any time as he promised keep in touch with his parents, eager to complete his education in an Institute with other mutants, and develop his powers.
At the Institute, Christian spent his years developing his abilities and furthering his education in an environment that was not only tolerant of mutants, but encouraged his growth. He met with others that shared their resentment of being castaway from their former life to one that was spent in the shadows, away from the 'regular' world.
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xxxxxxxxxxxxD i s p o s i t i o n → Christian's attitude greatly changed once he began living with the Xavier Institute. Now, he allows his more animal instincts to become his norms. He is normally aloof, a far cry from his younger and more open adolescence. He often regards new people with an unimpressed stare, before returning to whatever he was doing. He treats his friends with great regard, however, and will always attempt to pull them away from their duties to find some fun. Because of his comfort with his power, Christian doesn't flinch at his own lack of attire at times, and often must remember that others don't share his belief. He is a very forward individual, often blunt and sometimes uncaring in his nature. He does enjoy social interactions though, and won't pass up the opportunity to mingle with others, even if it the audience doesn't find him too appealing. He is surprisingly defensive with his friends, often one of the first to assist his allies in combat situations.
xxxxxxxxxxxxL i k e s → Being barefoot and shirtless, food (meats, mostly), video games, sleeping, 'hunting', adventuring, exercising, using his powers, intimacy, destruction (it's therapeutic to him), sparring
xxxxxxxxxxxxD i s l i k e s → Guns, being treated as a monster, cold water, being 'too dressed', onions, long speeches, small spaces
xxxxxxxxxxxxO t h e r → Christian does not mind being treated like a dog, due to the fact that he does has some dog-like habits. Scratching his head, transformed or not, will often calm him down. When transformed, Christian is also a lot more agreeable, being able to take commands from others easily.
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xxxxxxxxxxxxD e f i n i t i o n → Christian can transform into a bipedal werewolf, which stands at about 10 feet.
xxxxxxxxxxxxS t r e n g t h s → When transformed, Christian gains a massive boost in physical strength, agility, endurance, and tracking abilities. Christian could easily break through brick walls with sufficient force, and rip off the doors of an armored truck. His muscle strength provides him with ample power to speed across the battlefield, able to reach speeds up to 49 miles per hour, and can maintain his top speed for about 5 minutes. His endurance allows him to shrug off most physical attacks and keep attack, barring serious lacerations, broken bones, and loss of blood. His keen sense allow him to track down targets, and can hone in on them if given a sample of their scent. His vision in the dark is also great, as well as his sense of hearing. Outside of his transformation, Christian retains some superhuman senses like increased hearing and scent detection, as well as some form of night vision. Christian can maintain his werewolf form for an indefinite amount of time when at rest. When at rest, Christian also enjoys an accelerated healing factor, but this only seems to come into play when asleep.
xxxxxxxxxxxxW e a k n e s s e s → Christian's enhanced sense can be one of his greatest weaknesses if exploited. Particularly strong smells, such as garlic, cinnamon, or foul garbage can mask a scent. Bright lights suddenly flashing at night can blind him momentarily, especially if he doesn't expect it. He is especially prone to high-pitched frequencies, some of which can actually debilitate him, or leave him incapacitate him. These sensory weaknesses also carry over to his human form, though they are not as serious as when he is in his transformed state. While he can remain transformed for an indefinite amount of time, Christian can 'burn himself out' with strenuous activity or prolonged combat. As previously stated, while he does possess a healing factor, it will not come into play at all while he is awake. Injuries that are received in human form carry over to his werewolf form, and vice versa. His healing factor also only speeds up his recovery, but won't fix major injuries like most other advanced factors (an cut off arm will likely not regenerate, nor would chunks of missing skin magically grow back in record time.).
xxxxxxxxxxxxO t h e r → . While transformed, Christian loses the ability to speak, and is reduced to howls, growls, snarls, and pants. He can still understand English perfectly though, and can find ways of communication with hand gestures. He has learned some basic sign language for such occasions. Otherwise, finger points, snout nudging, or whining become his only method of communicating to those who can't understand sign language. His muscle composition also increases when transformed, and can be boosted by weight training in human form.
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xxxxxxxxxxxxI n t e l l i g e n c e → 3
xxxxxxxxxxxxP h y s i c a l S t r e n g t h → 4
xxxxxxxxxxxxS p e e d → 5
xxxxxxxxxxxxA g i l i t y → 3
xxxxxxxxxxxxD u r a b i l i t y → 5
xxxxxxxxxxxxE n e r g y → 7
xxxxxxxxxxxxP o w e r M a s t e r y → 12
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xxxxxxxxxxxxU n i f o r m → Team colored pants made of special material that stretch when he transforms. Usually worn underneath anything he is wearing. Anything else usually rips off when transforming.
xxxxxxxxxxxxE q u i p m e n t → Forgoes most weapons to stick with barefists or, when transformed, claws and jaws.
xxxxxxxxxxxxN o n - m u t a n t R e l a t ed A b i l i t i es → Hunting (Master), Surveillance (Intermediate), Video Gaming (Intermediate), Parkour (Intermediate), Swimming (Intermediate), Baseball (Intermediate),Surfing (Intermediate)
xxxxxxxxxxxxO t h e r → Christian attempts to please both sides of his wants (his human desires and his animal desires), often giving a varied range of interests. He enjoys video gaming greatly, as well as the occasional exercise and sport. However, to keep his hunting sense sharp, he will often chase something (in werewolf form, of course), and will sometimes enlist the aid of others to help him. Intense emotion can influence his transformation and strength, but not by an overbearing amount. When not wearing his uniform, Christian's transformations will often leave him in tattered and shredded clothing when he reverts back to his human form. Wandering shirtless and barefoot usually reduces the amount of clothing he rips up, if he doesn't get the chance to discard his worn clothing beforehand.
