She is a slim figured woman of average height, hiding a toned and capable body underneath the eclectic and eccentric clothing she opts to wear. Her black hair is more synthetic than real these days, having damaged the majority of it with the amount of times she's dyed and bleached her locks. Instead she now sports synthetic LED fibers, thin as natural hair strands but with the ability to change colors as easily as one flips a switch - in her case at the drop of a touch. She likes the eccentricity of it all. Her eyes scan crowds as fast as she can scan lines upon lines of code with a deep amethyst gaze that lights up when she finds something even remotely new and interesting.
Calixta's personality can be described as something you would discover within a child -- someone immature. And though she is well into her twenties, Ash is nothing if not a big kid. But once she has a goal, you can bet your ass that it's gonna get done and it's gonna be done expertly so. She can't promise, however, that she won't be cracking jokes or annoying you in the comms though. So, be prepared for that, will ya!?
To piggyback off of her eccentric style, anytime she's jacked-in everything she touches she leaves behind gradient colors of the neon kind. She is no stranger to being in the center of attention, nor is she above playing distraction when times call for it. Calixta is charismatic enough for the rest of them. However, when her energy levels are low -- and it doesn't happen often -- she becomes a very lethargic and problematic child. Only when she is presented with a new and exciting obstacle or trinket [ and let's not forget sleep ] will she revert back to her high energetic, annoying self.
M E M O R I E S ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ ➽➽➽ Abram Lennox [brother like figure](deceased) † ➽➽➽ Orlan Thorne [ex-business partner] ➽➽➽ Kaeler Clifton [cousin] ➽➽➽ Andry Io [father](unknown?) ➽➽➽ Valria Hastings - Io [mother](unknown?)
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▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ ➽➽➽ Shape and manipulate technology and technological constructs, computers, robots, hardware and other devices that can be termed as "technology" ➽➽➽ Special form of "morphing" - which allows physical interaction with machines, or even a psychic ability that allows mental interface with computer data. ➽➽➽ Can control the flow of intricate machinery, and assemble or disengage their programming at will and operate most technology at distance ➽➽➽ Can control specific electrons and instruct them which items to engage or disengage and may be able to use the electric impulses to gently control smaller metal parts ➽➽➽ Athletic enough to get a job done. Just don't ask her to marathon sprint to the other side of the planet. Skilled enough to run in 6in heels if that tells you anything. ➽➽➽ Extremely charismatic. Annoyingly so. Calixta just draws people in to her orbit. Even if they don't want to be there. It's why she's so successful when it comes to attracting and pulling people in close - watch her and you never see what her hands are doing~
▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ ➽➽➽ Can’t control purely mechanical objects which possess no electronic or ferrous components - there HAS to be some kind of electronic component in order for her to use and manipulate and control ➽➽➽ Requires close proximity to the object being manipulated ➽➽➽ Absolutely powerless away from modern society ➽➽➽ Weakened by users who can nullify technological powers - such as water and other electrical abilities; fire too ➽➽➽ Can't really manipulate the technological device if it's broken, damaged or too old ➽➽➽ Manic, psychotic almost bi-polar episodes that hit at the most inopportune times, often resulting in someone getting hurt and it isn't her. ➽➽➽ Constantly hungry. This girl spends the majority of her income on food alone. Eating upwards of 7 times a day. ➽➽➽ Anyone that shows her any interest; whether in the form of friendship, family dynamic or even romantic in nature - she gets pretty attached. She is untrusting at first, but she's never experienced true dynamics such as those and craves them. Though her ideas of them are zero.
R E S U M E ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ Calixta has found herself working a multitude of odd jobs here and there throughout her life. ➽➽➽ When she was younger, she was a courier for the people that lived in the small, close quarters of the Solstice Heights apartment complex and surrounding shops. From there, she traded in delivering messages to delivering messages. She was also tasked with being the scout, pickpocket and of course her favorite the distraction! During one of these messages an explosion went off too soon and she was caught in the aftermath. Thus resulting in her loss of limbs and hospitalization. ➽➽➽ She was a commentator for the Nerge Arena; and then subsequently a fighter in order to pay off the 'debt' she owed Nerge overlords for stealing their business. When it was proven not once, not twice, but three times that she can hold her own against the opponenets they set before her --- each ending with them splattered on the opposing wall --- they cleared her debt. She hasn't been seen around the arena as of late ➽➽➽ Technically, she finds business within the Glitter Bars. Whether it's as a dancer, DJ or bartender she doesn't care. She just enjoys being surrounded by other warm bodies. Not to mention, any and all positions allow her to gather all the intel she could want on her next unsuspecting donors. ➽➽➽ Since she's discovered her new techno control affinity, she has used it to it's fullest. Never one to squander her talents.
Not a lot is known about Calixta Io; aside from her name from before her stint in the hospital when she was 13. No memory, no ID, not a lot to go off of - not really - hell, no one to even claim the girl. The only reason she was even admitted into the hospital in the first place - more like dumped outside the ER - was some of the ragtag gang she was with felt some kind of guilt. They left a note safety pinned to her clothes with just her name scribbled on it. The staff believed that the causes of her injuries were not only explosion and gang related, but also partially self-inflicted.
When she did finally wake from her coma, she was all better and in one piece; for the most part. During the 'accident', as everyone around her came to call it, she had lost both her left leg and left arm - both having been replaced by the newest prosthetics that they could afford to implant on this random, strange child. Along with new limbs, Calixta was informed about the skull and brain damage she suffered and therefore there were also biometric measures put in place with her skull on the hopes to regulate and prevent any long term sustaining damage. For future purposes. Though that did nothing for the damage already taking effect; the explosion jostled her enough to bring underlying mental illnesses to the surface and the hospital was experiencing it first hand.
As she was being housed in the hospital her personality began to shine through to everyone and it was at that point that the mass majority realized they were not equipped to handle the unstable, now, 14 year old girl. From her manic swinging episodes to her self destructive tendencies to her hysterical laughter as she raced around the halls setting fires to anything and anyone that got in her way - the hospital had no choice but to place her in an asylum type home where they felt she would be best treated and taken care of. Unfortunately, that didn’t go as planned. Seeing as how there was no income to supply the home for housing this child; they weren't running a charity for Tznergorg's sake - the asylum ended up dumping her out on the streets. It was there that she delved - back - into the gang and drug scene making a living of hustling people outta their valuables and assisting in small time heists. Eventually joining up with a few groups here and there. Flitting between them all; never really finding her niche. Calixta was never in one place for too long. The voices she experienced and her general actions always dictated for her to be constantly on the move. It was as if she never ran outta energy.
Due to her presence when it came to getting in trouble and the fact that this girl has a ton of things going wrong for her in all the right ways - the second in command of one of the groups; Block C's very own '437', took a liking to her and acted as an older brother to her. They were thick as thieves and she flourished within the gang; able to swindle the best of them and when she couldn't she was lithe and athletic enough to squeeze outta those tough places. If she didn't resort to violence first, that is...
Her favorite past time, the place where you would always find Calixta was at the Nerge; a place for locals and aliens alike to come and spectate fights of the most brutal. Typically between prisoners or criminals, hell, even people looking to earn some extra cash. At any time during the day or evenings she found herself there - hoping to one day test her luck and compete though ultimately to make Calixta a household name. She had always been interested and in love with the Nerge, making sure to stop by and watch the matches that she could. Commentating to her rough and tumble fellow outcasts, making them laugh and enjoy the sport more and more. Eventually she garnered a following. Strangers who only knew her through whispered booths and back alley dealings - the girl with the crazy colored hair that commentates with such energy that it must be a power. At the time she didn’t think anything of it - it was just her. Calixta has never been one to lay low nor to sit still for very long; it's happened once or twice. Instead she would much rather be jumping up and down as she relayed play by play actions taking place in the Arena around them. Large gatherings around her enjoying the show around them and the show she was providing them.
Soon enough, those that run the arena, picked her up and offered her to try her luck. She wasn't the best for business at the ticket booth, since a lot of the passer-bys were just sitting around listening to her instead of buying merch. She couldn't refuse. Not like she wanted to. Calixta has competed in a few rounds within the arena. She has won each of her skirmishes in the arena. And because of that has "paid off" her debt the Nerge overlords. She knows her limit, contrary to popular belief - she knows she can't win 'em all and therefore stays away from the Nerge's battles unless otherwise inclined.
Calixta got her wish and has accomplished her dream of being a household name alright, there isn't a person within a 30km radius that doesn’t know of the loud mouthed, overly excitable, maniacal announcer; Calixta Io.
Calixta was in Tarkari Square, causing her normal bit of chaos when the explosion took place. She wasn't prepared. No one was it seemed. But the explosion was almost like music to her ears; it brought about so many different feelings of elation and excitement as well as drudging up some unpleasant memories of the pain of losing her limbs. When she came to; the world around her was thrown into a type of chaos that she hadn't been privy to in some time.
It wasn't until she touched a vending machine and it started spitting out items like a rocket launcher did she realize something strange happened to her in that blast. Instead of freaking out like a lot of people would in her situation, she instead had the brilliant idea of testing her new ability on other technology. All of which acted accordingly to her will - most of the time. This was definitely something she could exploit.
IC is going up this Sunday (sometime that day). If your sheet isn't in by then that's ok you can still apply and catch up. This big boy show needs to get on the road.
