Username: Goooooooooose
Character Name: Rome Alese Flannery
Age: 19
Race: Genetically Altered Human
Sex: Female
Appearance: Although she is young, she appears to be slightly older. Passerby may think twenty two at the most, but only by appearance. By personality she may very well be somewhat younger. Her eyes are – strangely enough – two different colors; the left a very cool dark blue and the other a soft dark green. Apart from this minor set-back, all outward appearances are – in her humble and correct opinion – delightfully plain. Her mouth is set in such a way that it is not too small but not entirely too large and distracting (and the same could be said about her breasts, as a matter of fact), uncommon though her eyes may be, they are set an average distance from a nose which is without any bumps or hitches in it, and her forehead is neither a three-head or a five-head. If you can get a sincere smile out of her that is more than play or insanity, her cheeks do dimple ever so slightly.
She is approximately five-foot six, though she hasn’t been to a doctor in years to have actually been measured, but she knows for a fact she weighs one-hundred and twenty seven pounds because she can’t resist giving a quarter to the silly machine in the mall bathrooms. Her clothing is usually whatever she can easily shoplift or sees sitting on the back of an empty chair at restaurants, so an odd mix and match of this and that is her everyday attire. She doesn’t think much of it; her morals aren’t skewed, just angry.
The only other outstanding mark she possesses is a tattoo on her right forearm; the tattoo simply being a sequence of numbers that she often has nightmares about.
967583492
Personality: She’s a bit of a manic, to be perfectly honest. Her brother, Memphis, tended to be her care-taker, her partner essential to their survival, and since their split she has been having trouble adjusting to being without her twin. She’s a very fun-natured person, but is also very protective of herself; she has a bad habit of never letting anyone do anything for her that she can’t do herself, and that includes taking herself down to any homeless shelter or Salvation Army center to let some stranger feed her.
Although she won’t allow others to be bothered with caring for her she can be an extremely compassionate person. If there is someone in more need than she, the freshly stolen jacket comes off and is handed over in an instant. Compassionate, yet dangerous. If given any reason to suspect another of malicious intent, she becomes immediately on the offensive, but almost in a game-like fashion; how far can buttons be pushed, how soon until their ears blow steam? This often provokes fights in some cases, and she has learned to tone down her desire for mayhem, but if she doesn’t release her energy in a timely fashion, she loses control over her abilities, which so happen to be very destructive. As her nature would so naturally have it, of course.
Her “power” so to speak is nothing quite tangible; it is merely pain. If someone is in touching distance – or even in extreme cases, simply in close range – when she releases her energy, a great deal of pain strikes whomever she aims for. She is able to control it to an extent and often has to find secluded places to relieve the built up energy if she has been inactive for too long of a period of time. On a good track, she can last about a week of tranquility and peace before losing her mind to the pain the power causes her if she does not inflict it upon others. Though she has felt the pressure that builds in the entire body, she has realized it is nothing compared to the sensation she has given others. One man, who was thankfully alive after she had lost control in a dark alley way, said it was like being a marshmallow in a microwave set on high.
History: Growing up wasn’t notably difficult until around the age of twelve, when she had a very unfortunate mishap concerning the family guinea pig. Rome thought it was a tad overweight and needed exercise so she wouldn’t be embarrassed when her friends came over to play. What would they think of a girl who couldn’t even make a rodent presentable? When the damned thing wouldn’t stay on the wheel and run like she had commanded, she screamed in frustration and disappointment; only to her surprise, the guinea pig took it upon itself to literally pop. This was followed by a second scream, filled with tears anguish and resulted in the death of three goldfish as well.
Alaina, Rome’s mother, was a very classy woman. When her husband died just before Rome and Memphis were born, she sold their large house and bought a smaller but accommodating apartment. Her job was by no means a career, and upon the death of Hart Flannery Jr. she had to take up a second to keep the apartment. Hart’s life insurance was by no means something they could live on alone, but she was a tough worker, and after five or so years found a job that was stable and provided enough money to get by and still be able to buy ice cream with the rest of the essential groceries. So they got by. Rome and Memphis were raised by a caring woman who unfortunately was killed in an accident not many years after the pets were massacred. The twins were sixteen, and the money was dwindling quickly. They refused to be put in foster homes, at least at first. That was Rome’s doing; she wouldn’t allow them to be put in a home that wasn’t their own and be raised by people who wouldn’t understand their delicate “situation.”
Apparently, before they were born, the doctors, who were monitoring her mother’s pregnancy when the twins were only fetuses, believed they were not cooperating with each other. It was in their high and professional opinion that something should be done about it. They had their mother convinced that they would essentially suffocate each other simply by existing and both children would be lost. The unborn children were injected with something or another, an experimental serum that their mother was paid to participate in the testing of. Amazingly enough, nothing changed for either of them, at least as a fetus. They both had their share of unnatural experiences later in life though. The only explanation possible lies with the doctors, whom there are no longer any records of, save for the tattoo the twins share. Only the last number differs between them, Rome 967583492, Memphis 967583491. Convenient, considering Rome has more and more frequently lost control over her incredibly dangerous powers. Based on the twins’ general observation and rationale, they believe the numbers to be more than just a numerical account of those experimented on; there was no way that many people could have been tested without anyone having any knowledge of it. The last digit or two perhaps, but not the entire sequence.
Because of all this, they both ended up dropping school. It was not uncommon anyway, so no one else saw it as anything to be skeptical about. Though they were far from stupid, they both had their tendencies to ignore or “forget” certain laws and socially acceptable actions. They were moving on. There were more important things for them to deal with other than simple education. They had to find the doctors.
When Memphis suggested a direction in which to pursue the doctors, Rome disagreed and suggested they get more information before running off somewhere into the oblivion. It may very well be a trap. Or worse, just a dead end.
There was a fight. And Memphis left.
She missed him often, and kept her own search though it was severely hindered by his absence. She hoped for his safety every day and every day regrets not following him. Even if it had been a trap, she could have been there to at least help him fight his way out of it. And if it had been a dead end, she would have helped him find a new direction. For all she knew, he could be dead.
She tried to avoid the last thought and maintained a steady anger toward him; that way, if he did come back, she can still be mad, without having to admit how awful she felt for leaving him. At the same time, he left her alone, too. Some family.
Additional Information: Her abilities are simple enough when applied, but more complex when hibernating. She believes her power to cause others pain has something to do with a force she releases into their bodies, causing their organs to rupture if they are exposed too long. It’s difficult to say for sure because of the lack of records; the experiment may as well never have happened.
She is also able to “Search” for other beings. If it breaths, has a pulse, and some form of working organs, she can use her power almost as a kind of sonar. The same force that can cause others pain can signal to her where the offenders are. If they are of the undead, then she’s SOL, but she has ears and eyes just like everyone else and she uses them. The fault in her eye color seems to have no definitive purpose, though her brother’s eyes are opposite, the right dark blue and the left, green. Again, there have not been many informal tests by the two alone; they are a bit too timid to try anything that may be dangerous without having the slightest implication as to what may happen.
