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XX⇛ ⇛ ⇛ Danika Tarvan | Female | Twenty-three | Dani | Tactile Ergokinesis | Hero | Vicious Madam Mari ⇛ ⇛ ⇛
Profile
Name: Danika Helaina Tarvan
Alias: Dani, Star
Age: 23
Gender: Feminine
Allegiance: Hero
Job: Freelance Photographer and Reporter
Powers: Tactical Ergokinesis
- Danika can manipulate any form of energy that she can get near enough to touch. This means that she can absorb it, manifesting it later, or redirect it. After absorption her body converse it to biokinetic energy which helps to keep her body running at optimum human levels down to cellular repair exceeding the average human but not at superspeed levels. She can use this energy to manifest outside of her body to cause physical damage to objects or people around her. Her usual move is manifesting energy daggers.
Weakness: She is sensitive to touch and is prone to overheating in warm temperatures. Expending or manifesting energy takes a toll on her which becomes obvious as she continues to manifest for longer than 10 minutes at a time. As she produces no more energy herself than any other human, seclusion from other sources (sunlight, active electric lines, etc) would also render her powers disabled. As she uses her powers for longer periods of time, her body also starts to heat up which can cause overheating issues in warmer weather. And it is safe to assume that as temperatures get closer to absolute 0, there is less energy around for her to absorb passively which lowers her ability to redirect or manifest it in turn.
Loves: Anything sweet and creamy. Weather between 70 - 90 degrees. Fresh clean sheets and a fluffy comferature. Heights. Scenic routes. Instrumental music.
Fears: Blowing up. Drowning. Absolute darkness.
Care to share your story? Her mother and father both had powers before her, though they used them for different purposes. Her mother was a modern robinhood like figure - stealing from the rich and redistributing it to those in need as well as saving up quite the next egg. Her father was content just being able to protect his family from any physical danger they were put in. When Danika started to display that she could do more things than other kids her age, it was her mother's insistence that led to her parents testing her in various ways to see what she could do.
Her childhood consisted of all the normal things like climbing trees and playing on the playground. She also had an obstacle course at home, target practice ranges, and various forms of stored energy to try and contain. Thankfully her mother never went too far on testing to see how much she could hold; everytime the pain of absorbing became too much she would get to rest. Unfortunately though this meant that a lot of things that became normal to Danika (like jumping off of two story houses and playing with fire) ended up being seen as weird or dangerous by a lot of the kids in school. She withdrew socially for their own safety as some of them actually tried to top her accidentally crazy stunts. Danika kept training with her parents. Right up to the point that her parents "went away" for a weekend when she was twenty years old and just...never came back. She found the emergency package that her mom would always leave on such trips and followed the instructions to cover up any loose ends until they returned. Living in the house with all of the training equipment just got to be too lonely for her though so she moved to the city after making the arrangements.
She used some of her inheritance until she was able to get a job as a freelance photographer. As she didn't have an aversion to heights or anything like that, she's been able to get some miraculous shots over the years. Some of which became iconic or famous in their own right in certain circles. The more pictures she took the more she wanted to record them which ended up with her writing small articles that were also published with her pictures. As she's been able to make a tidy living from that, Danika hasn't drawn on the family money very much...after all she still holds out hope that her mother and father will return one day and therefore need the money left behind. In the meantime though, she's been finding it harder and harder to ignore the pain and fear of those around her. People need help and...she knows she's more than capable of helping thanks to her parents.
Who Pulls your strings? Vicious Madam Mari
Interview
Interview: When I was a child, my mom and dad would protect me from the harsh realities of the world so that all I saw was the beauty. Or at least that's what they thought. I knew that my mom stole things - how could I not? At the same time I would also see her anonymously donating a lot of resources to homeless shelters, women's shelters, orphanages, or local struggling families. I knew that stealing was bad but at the same time it brought so much good to people's lives. I grew up learning to accept that sometimes to do good you have to break the law; you have to be willing to try to help. The worst thing about it was that when they disappeared, I wasn't the only one affected. The charities that my mother and father used to donate to stopped receiving the resources or money that had been sustaining them; many people couldn't be helped. I saw my home start to slip into something less than it had been and that was the most heartbreaking thing I'd been through. I missed my mother and father and loosing the warm home, not the house, that I'd grown up in would have been too much to bear.
So I packed up and moved elsewhere, leaving a caretaker to take care of my childhood house. The city helped me to forget the loss of my parents and the questions I had about their disappearance. I immersed myself into the topography of the place as I became more independent. The more I learned though, the darker view of the city I saw. People needed help here too. Statistically there was a lot of money flowing through the city but it just never seemed to be enough. I did what I could as I worked to build up my own profession but it wasn't enough. People needed more than help - they needed hope.
And one day, well, I don't know exactly why it was different but I couldn't stop myself. There was a man banging on the door of a house I was passing; it was maybe just a little past ten at night. He was shouting threats of the most vile nature. Yet people kept passing the townhouse by. When he finally broke the door off the hinges and pulled a cowering teen out of the street...I couldn't pass by. I walked up to the man, stabbed energy daggers through the very hands that dared abuse the frightened teenager, and left him there to bleed out for all I cared. The teen I took to a shelter before running off. Despite the fact that I thought I had just helped...I knew I'd done something technically illegal. Especially since I'd used a power that most others didn't have.
Since then I got a little more cautious whenever I helped anyone. I started to use my powers to blind cameras I passed to my features and the light radiated off, obscuring my features just enough to make an artist's renderings inaccurate. I helped those I can when I can while still maintaining and growing my job. The better money I make the more I can donate. So I'll just have to do both the vigilante thing and the philanthropist gig until...well, I don't know until when. I guess I can stop when I die but we'll see about that.
