Name: Kimberly Juno

Appearance: This girl.

Age: 14

Sex: Female

Power: Electrokinesis - self-explanatory.

Short bio: See Conner.

Name: Conner Flynigann

Appearance: This guy.

Age: 14

Sex: Male

Power: Tuning (self-named) - Conner fuses himself with another star child to create a new being with the other star child's abilities, except enhanced.

Short bio: Kimberly and Conner are childhood friends, as well as rivals to each other. They tended to compete with each other in tests and contests. Conner remained slightly above Kimberly intellectually, but Kimberly was more physically adept. Of course, both were aware that they left everyone else in the dust intellectually, and it came to no surprise to anyone when the two skipped their 7th grade and went straight to 8th. Other than that, though, they lived as normal a life as could be for child geniuses.

One day, however, Kimberly began displaying some annoying and often inconvenient times. They tended to be very minor, though; merely cases of static electricity when touching another person. Kimberly could tell something was off, but she played it off, saying herself that it was annoying when it happened, etc. Of course, Conner quickly noticed that something was off with Kimberly. The two talked it out somewhere private, and it was reasonably deduced that it wasn't something normal. Tests and experiments were performed, but nothing of value was discovered. Still, they continued having the occasional experiment to see if anything could have been found out.

Meanwhile, Conner had always had the feeling that there was something off about him as well. He was never sure what, but the feeling persisted. The best he could do was distract himself from it and hope that whatever gave him that feeling revealed itself or went away.

Name: West Scarborough

Appearance:

To best describe him in one word: barren. West has dark, dishevelled hair occasionally pulled back with an elastic but usually left to spin in ringlets in whatever direction. His face was like a sandstorm that covered his skin in nicks and scars, and left a buzzed Velcro beard dusting his long chin. His eyes are weighted and brown with thick dark rings under them making his caffeine addiction apparent on his tanned skin, though some argue that it was just dirt that never washed away. Even his rough nails and the uneven callouses on his hands reminded people of old wood.

He looks out-of-place at the best of times. He was a battered lone wolf whose punishment was apparent through the messed up dried hairs and the spindly, skinny form. Everything else about his appearance was compensation. A dark beanie or bandana or wide-rimmed hat hides his hair at the best of times, and he wears a pair of square black-rim glasses consistently across the bridge of his flat nose. Usually he is dressed in a collared shirt and tie, or better; dark, polished shoes; and a long blue coat as a sort of trade-mark. But his outfit appears as overcompensation, and it could never hide his waxy, broken complexion or his zombie eyes. His grin is duller than a butter knife, and his motion is always “off-kilter” like a piano that’s off-tune.

Age: 33 – Bounty Hunter

Sex: Male

Power: West has no power, but his research is impeccable. He’s one of the best trackers in the business with an ability to follow trails that some argue could surpass a blood hound. He isn’t the best in a physical bout. His proficiency lies in his ability to sneak up and trap people, or get them cornered before they realize it’s too late. His speciality is always capture and kidnapping as he is not a huge fan of blood – but he’s been known to resort to violent measures if demanded, or absolutely necessary. It was always fun playing with electric wires, and usually a bullet won’t spill too much if he doesn’t look.

It really is a job for him, and he’ll do things that make him uncomfortable for it.

Short bio: At one point in his spin around this planet, West was an excited student graduating from his field in Antiquities and Archaeology (With a minor in Criminology) and a great desire to travel the world and to make a name for himself.

He got about halfway there. If he were being honest with himself, he may have jumped the gun a little too quickly. Being promised an early internship at a museum overseas, he quickly dropped his old life behind and pursued his new dream. He didn’t have many friends or family to report to anyhow.

That job, unfortunately; it fell through. West found himself with no income, nowhere to go, and deportation looming over his shoulder as his work visa became set to expire. That was when one of his mentors approached him. One of the shadier fellows from the museum who’d always been impressed with his ability to connect stories and tail people.

That led to a trail of ransom jobs to which he’d never been connected. Choosing instead to go by “The Coyote” through his criminal channels did a decent job of hiding his identity. Besides, he usually wasn’t the one getting his hands dirty. It was just a matter of finding out people’s paths and cornering them, capturing them, then bringing them in before the group would get paid a ton of money, and they would be let go. The plan was to do it to stay on his feet, just to get him enough to get started somewhere else and keep the job going.

Unfortunately, the criminal world is a slippery slope. Before long, West was doing his own jobs involving less-than-okay interrogations with shock batons and other tools as his teams started requesting more and more of him. He couldn’t say no to that money.

It was after one major job that deportation finally found him – him being “West Scarborough” and not “The Coyote”. He was taken from the country and the rumour was spread that the Coyote had been put down, even if that wasn’t the case.

But with all the money coming in, he still couldn’t stop. Kidnapping was his specialty, tracking people – a hobby. The Coyote became Big Brother due to his astonishing accuracy in tracking and trapping. It almost felt like he’d read your thoughts because he looked into you so well. Certain people were willing to pay tons of money for the right heads on the right platters, or the right rich kid in the right villain’s paws. Archaeology faded in to fanaticism and paranoia.

He doesn’t sleep much, barely looks like he’s keeping himself together. He knows how much he’s changed, and he hates it.

He just doesn’t know how to stop.

So when one of the bigger gangs in the country messaged Big Brother, searching for these “Star Children”, with a promise of more than money, West decided that this could be his last job. One “crossover” event: his love of discovery and Mythology with his skill in capture, torture, and entrapment.

Maybe then he could be home free.

Name: Alexandria (Lexi) Jane Kinsley
Appearance:
Considering the fact that Lexi barely reaches 4'2” and that she weighs a measly 60 lbs, it's relatively clear that she's not going to be able to throw her weight around effectively in any kind of combat situation. It's also quite clear from her lack of any sort of defined musculature that she's certainly not going to have any kind of natural power to anything she tries to do to hurt someone.

Afflicted with albinism, Lexi's appearance can be quite... disconcerting at first, what with her bright red eyes, ghostly pale skin, and her snow white, shoulder-length hair. She usually leaves her hair down, as she just can't really be bothered to do more than just run a brush/comb through it when she gets up. Lexi’s typical attire consists of denim jeans or shorts and regular t-shirts without graphics, as she finds them to be rather irritating on her skin. Additionally, she typically just wears regular sneakers.
Age: 14
Sex: Female
Power: Telekinesis - Currently at the ability to move small objects (i.e. less than 50 lbs tops) in linear paths, or poke someone kind of hard.
Short bio: Lexi was born on February 29th as the youngest of four to the locally-renowned Kinsley family. Despite the fact that her family was quite well-off, growing up was rather difficult for Lexi. This difficulty was essentially due to the fact that Lexi always felt like the black sheep of the family due to the fact that her siblings were triplets born a whole six years ahead of her and the fact that she was freakishly intelligent, which became apparent very early on in her childhood because she and her siblings were home-schooled, allowing her to graduate at the tender age of twelve.

The feeling of isolation she felt was only compounded by the fact that Lexi has synesthesia, or confusion of the senses, which is a condition in which certain stimuli can trigger other senses, like a musical note corresponding to a specific color. Even though she knows it’s not normal, she’s rather grateful for the condition, as the sensations are virtually always pleasant and helpful in her music and art.

As Lexi grew up, she became better able to accept the fact that she was different than her family. She was even able to accept it as more or less a part of herself when her powers manifested the year before when she was trying to reach something on the counter and it just moved into her hand, practicing with them occasionally since.

Unfortunately, the confidence that she had developed in her identity was shaken a bit when she began taking classes at the community college, as most of the other students weren’t too thrilled to know that a middle-schooler was taking the same classes that they were and excelling with no difficulty. Because of this, they had a tendency to be rude and hurtful to the young girl every time she tried to socialize with them, the end result being a decreased willingness to take the initiative to try and get to know others.

Name: Elise “Lotus” Snow

Appearance:


Age: 26

Sex: Female

Power: n/a
- extensive weapons training due to her police career and family history
- high proficiency with on foot and vehicular chases
- krav maga practitioner

Short bio: Lotus was born to a family of law enforcement. Her father was a cop, her grandfather was a cop, and his father was a cop. From the time she was born, all she ever wanted to be was a cop. Her wish came true when she graduated top of her class at the police academy. She loved the experience of chasing criminals, relished in the idea of justice, and lived for the satisfaction of knowing it was her hand that put them there. Soon after her 23th birthday, Lotus met a man she would quickly fall in love with and marry.

Josh was everything she longed for in a soul mate. He was kind and passionate and loved her deeply. One night, Lotus received a call of a homicide within the vicinity of her home. When she arrived, she found her neighbor dead and her husband covered in burns. The only words he managed were “star child” before he died. Lotus was distraught. She pursued this phrase “star child” with every resource she had available to her.

Two months later, the chief of police called her into his office after a particularly exhausting day. Two government agents waited there for Lotus. They told her they had been tracking her star child research and asked if she was interested in finding these children for their organization, as a permanent job. She immediately jumped aboard.

Name: Winston Munroe
Appearance: Age: 36
Sex: Yes please Male
Power: N/A
Short bio: Winston was born and raised in the slums of Chicago. His father, who was involved in the mob, was shot dead in a shoot-out when Winston was 14, and Winston's mother remarried. Her new husband hated Winston, and, to please him, Winston's mother kicked Winston out when he was 17. After being homeless for a year, Winston got a cheap apartment and joined the police force. Due to his brutal idea of enforcing the law, which involved beating criminals senseless, Winston was fired when he was 31. It was around this time that he heard about the star children, and how bounty hunters were capturing them and giving them to the government.
Winston got some guns and became a bounty hunter, becoming famous for his trademark pistol.