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Operating on a chain of man-made islands located in the Eastern Indian Ocean, the Alexandria Foundation is a rival to North America's Bureau of Hyperhuman Enforcement, Logistics and Protection. While H.E.L.P. generally operates with international jurisdiction, the Alexandria Foundation's jurisdiction ranges from Africa to Europe and south through Oceania, covering most of the Western world outside of Asia. It should be noted that Asia has no division of Hyperhuman affairs and has received aid from both H.E.L.P. and the Foundation on different occasions. Despite having the same primary goals, the Alexandria Foundation often finds itself in conflict with the H.E.L.P.'s Department of Enforcement and Response as they compete over both cases and recruitment potentials. 

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R O B E R T   J A M E S   "R J"   S C O T T

"Words still hurt, sticks and stones? Not so much."
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	"Who are you supposed to be?"

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RJ and Vanessa first met in kindergarten but due to his lack of actual class participation through most of elementary school, the pair rarely interacted. It wasn't until high school the pair formed an unconventional friendship. Ever the recluse, RJ had been reading on the bleachers when Vanessa's protests reached his ears between songs. Investigating, RJ quickly discovered one of the jocks pressuring Vanessa behind the bleachers. Though the altercation ended with RJ having his ass handed to him, it was enough to get the jock to lay off of Vanessa, starting the odd friendship. The pair enjoyed reading together beneath the Hanging Tree, and RJ often excitedly introduced Vanessa to any new music he enjoyed. It was also RJ who unfortunately introduced Vanessa to cigarettes, a habit that deemed him a bad influence in the eyes of her parents and siblings.
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Every high school needs a John Bender, and Mather Memorial has theirs in the form of Robert James Scott. Born on the wrong side of the tracks, Robert, or RJ as he prefers to be called, was raised in the Beau by both his parents. Although in his father's case, he was raised more by a swift kick to the ass than he was any sort of nurturing words.

An outsider among Mather Memorial's various cliques, RJ was considered by a burnout early into his academic career. Often aloof and unmotivated in class, his teachers quickly lost their patience with him leading to RJ spending most of his academic hours outside of the classroom. When the principal eventually grew sick of seeing RJ outside his office, the developing boy was sent to the library where he could at least put in some man-hours. In actuality, RJ wasn't unmotivated, it was just that most concepts presented in traditional academics bored him because of how quickly he understood them. His less than stellar grades were a result of not having any passion for learning as he was rarely challenged. However, working in the library introduced RJ to a love of reading that he didn't know he had previously as he became lost in the works of Austen, Defoe, Shelley, Swift and numerous others. 

At home, music was often RJ's escape from the screaming match in the living room. While books offered numerous exotic locales that weren't his stale smelling bedroom, music actually drowned his mother's screams and the crack of his father's belt. By the time he entered highschool, RJ had taken to carrying a walkman with him wherever he went and it was often his go to escape should he find himself in a situation or company he didn't enjoy. Though a recluse, RJ wasn't unfriendly and often found himself sticking up for the down trodden in the hallways of Mather Memorial. In fact a large part of RJ's unpopularity among his peers was due to refusing to bow down to the varcity teams, often leading to more than a few blows exchanged in the hallways of the secondary school.

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Like Hercules or Samson, RJ's Hyperhuman ability manifests itself in a form of augmented strength that exceeds that of even an Olympic level strongman. Unlike either of the two legendary figures, however, RJ's strength doesn't come from physical muscles but rather a form of tactile telekinesis. RJ's superhuman strength is created by psionic energies which manifest a bioelectric field that surrounds his body. This field extends around whatever RJ touches and allows him to lift objects far beyond his physical capabilities. As the field extends around whatever RJ is touching, it also bolsters that object, at least while in contact with RJ, allowing him to grab a car by its fender without it shearing off from the rest of the car. This enhanced bioelectric field furthermore protects his body from harm, displacing force from blows and impact to greatly reduce their degree of harm or even completely negate it.

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Like the body itself, even the mind has limits. The larger the object, the more strain it puts on RJ and his mind. This correlates to both the weight and size of the object. To further explain, even if RJ were capable of handling the weight of a skyscraper, he couldn't expand his bioelectric field to envelop the building. At his maximum output, RJ is capable of hoisting an object of three thousand pounds above his head though not without strain. In the same vein, the largest object he could expand his field around is that of a station wagon.

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As RJ's powers are psionic, they require his mind to be conscious and aware to perform his abilities at even an involuntary level. Due to this, when RJ is unconscious or even asleep, he's rendered completely human and is completely vulnerable in these states. Since RJ's powers are linked to both his mind and body's bioelectric field, instances that disrupt either of these can temporarily render RJ powerless. Insulators can reduce the range and effectiveness of RJ's abilities, even completely blocking them if he were subjected to wearing them.

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	• Height | 5'10"

	• Weight | 174lbs

	• Build | Averagely athletic.

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"Dress like you're going to get laid, even if you're not."

Dexter takes pride in his presentable appearance and overall it's no wonder he is leading the race for "Best take home to parents" senior superlative. Dex always dresses with a 'smart-casual' look to him. He tends to gravitate towards henley shirts, flannels, jeans or khakis, and closed toed shoes. During the colder days, he tends to like to dress with tasteful use of leather. He's renowned for oftentimes shopping with his mother (sometimes earning him a title of a 'mama's boy'), but it has paid off with well fitting clothing and a top notch sense of what looks good and what doesn't. To top it all off, the guy even manages to smell good regularly. Fancy that?

Dexter stands at around 5'10, putting him comfortably in the upper-average range for a male in the USA. While he might not stand out as the most straight up attractive man in town, he is certainly doing well for himself and often makes a large effort to look as presentable as possible by wearing formal clothing. Dress shirts, dress pants, dress shoes, blazer, and a tie are common attire. He's not jock-muscular, but he's got a masculine and youthful physique, which certainly earns him some bonus points. Catching Dexter looking mussed up is like spotting a unicorn, and oftentimes if he is off his game, everyone else is too.

 

 
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Dex has always been a 'golden boy'. He doesn't jump out as particularly good as much as he listens more than he speaks. He treats everyone around him well, asks people how their shifts and days have been, buys people lunch. Stuff like that. Some would say that he was the Jay Leno of school because he doesn't bother anyone, and that's usually a spot on argument. Dexter just doesn't have any reason to piss people off. He's somehow managed to have pretty good or neutral relations with just about everyone and avoids the inevitable drama of working with being in high school.

Dexter is a people person, and the reason why is that almost every part of him is generally genuine. He tends to have a trustworthy and confident vibe because of his wonderful bedside manner and as far as most are aware he's never gone behind someone's back. Dexter's persona in conversation is humble and quietly intelligent, preferring to act ignorant and allow the other person to speak rather than show his knowledge unless asked for his opinion. He's not the smartest person around but if his ability to dress is anything to go by he's certainly a candidate for one of the hardest working.

Overall Dexter would be defined as 'good man', almost suspiciously so. He takes care of his house's monthly mortgage, does his mom's taxes, and doesnt owe a cent to anyone- preferring to pay off any debt as soon as possible. His home has full filing cabinets of bank, payment, and tax histories for both himself and his mother- and he's a straight shooter when it comes to getting things done. His home is tidy and there isn't a speck of dust to be found. Dexter is also the one who is most "on top of things," and who does the most to, "keep things in line," compared to most of his peers. He is often the most stubborn and disciplined, and is the one who often displays the most strict self-controlled behavior- oftentimes unwilling to change it or himself.

However despite Dexter's overall strict demeanor compared with the others, there are times when he lets loose. He is more authoritative than authoritarian, and is more than willing to bend the rules if it becomes necessary. In addition he has no difficulty with expressing attraction, earning jests from his peers for being a horn-dog. In reality though, Dexter is exceedingly polite and takes rejection with grace. In the event that it is reciprocated though, his normal disciplined personality becomes evident and he reverts back to it, which often results in endings of his dating experiences.


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Dexter was raised under a set of ideals: A warrior's spirit; a servant's heart; a fun-loving attitude.

Dexter was born into a middle class home in Crestwood Hollow to a fairly youthful marriage. A year after Dexter was born, his little sister came into the world. Unfortunately, due to the unfortunate circumstances, his sister was born with a plethora of crippling health problems. As Dexter grew up, he was taught many lifelong lessons by his family and sister. Namely, patience and empathy, as she was confined to a wheel chair. His sister's various disabilities and sickly predisposition made it impossible for him and his family to live a conventionally normal life for a long time. Just when things were starting to even out at the start of high school, Dexter's father passed away while commuting home from work- killed in a car crash. Worse yet, his sister's  breathing apparatus suffered a malfunction only a few months later. With her brain starved of oxygen, Dexter's sister had been left brain dead. The already broken family was forced to make another heart wrenching choice, and then the family of four had been down to two.

The family was never the same after that. Him and his mother bonded over such a time of trial, and he deeply cares for his mother as a result. He picked up his dad's dusty old guitar and began reading like his sister. It didn't fill the void they left behind, but it was a coping mechanism that worked and helped. Neither Dexter nor his mother let their loved ones' passing slow them down forever, choosing instead to live on happily in their names. Dexter and his mother still live relatively happy and somewhat normal lives all things considered. Due to health and life insurances his family had put in place before any of the incidents, what was left of his family was left very financially stable. They still remain in the same house, but as a result Dexter has been given the opportunity to get his Private Pilot's license through high school and plans to attend a renowned flight school for college. Due to the necessary evil of commuting (since Crestwood Hollow does not have any flight schools in the town), he and his mother purchased a car for his own personal use.

A cherry red 1967 Mazda Miata. It's a lifestyle, baby.

So, yeah. Shit happens, and sometimes he wished it had happened to someone else. Life dealt him some shitty cards and he focused more on mastering his hand than complaining about a cruddy deck. He was pretty happy through high school- made easy friends with most people, got a car, worked hard, got good grades, found a passion for music and work, and noticed that 'hey that some girls are actually really cute.'

Life has a way of raising you up just to drop you back down again. Dexter and Vanessa were close for a long time,  going so far as to have dated during the early years of high school, but when Dexter lost his father and sister he dealt with it poorly. This meant that the two ended up parting ways and for a long time they did not directly speak with one another, only interacting secondhand and when necessary. The path to mending their once solid friendship is recovering though, or, was recovering. The loss of someone so prevalent in his life has been hard on Dexter, who had thought he had already experienced the worst life could deal him.

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Dexter's hyperhuman ability can be summarized in two words: "Go fast." 

Simply put, Dexter has a plethora of secondary abilities that function as one that allow him to move faster than the human eye can track for short bursts and run at speeds capable of easily outpacing even the most high end automobiles for a longer distance. In order to keep up with his body, Dexter's mind is able to read, interpret and process at a incredible speed allowing him to perceive and react to the world far more quickly than any human. His reflexes react much faster than a normal, having barely any lag or dead time before he reacts to the world around him. He perceives the world in a form of 'bullet time', and a great example of this would be that he perceives a bullet being shot at him in the same way that a normal person sees a 95mph fastball being thrown at them. This means that generally speaking his awareness of a potential problem is the most limiting factor when it comes to reacting to said problem. His metabolism likewise is also much faster, dissolving absolutely heroic amounts of food in short time frames leaving Dexter in nearly a perpetual state of hunger. Due to this accelerated state of being, wounds close and heal much faster.

Furthermore, moving at incredible speeds puts an enormous toll on the body and in a normal one would tear Dexter apart. However this is not that case as Dexter is proportionally much, much stronger and more durable than the average human. This enables Dexter to exert himself in the ways that he does, and allows for the absolutely monumental forces placed on his body to be dealt with in a relatively safe manner. 

Weakness(es) | Dexter's most damning, and most dangerous Achilles heel is what is known as a 'runners high'. Simply put, the longer Dexter goes, the worse it will be when he stops. Prolonged encounters requiring constant and regular use of his super speed in more than a simply reactionary manner will make him crash, and crash hard. Even stopping for a moment could put him out of a skirmish, and to compound this further the more he uses his ability the more the taxes his body's resources. He can quite literally run himself into the ground, and when the body is so dehydrated and starved the stress of doing so could very well not be someone one can recover from.

In terms of limitations, no matter how fast or strong he is, Dexter still has to deal with the physical forces of nature. Meaning that while he can accelerate extremely quickly, running at three hundred and change miles an hour comes with a few drawbacks. Dexter cant brake one a dime, nor can he change direction on one. Moving extremely fast means wide turns and a pretty good distance required to stop. Dexter can survive high speed collisions, but doing so could cripple him for life.


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Cooking | Dexter's mom went through her fair share of recovery after their loss, and still does from time to time. As a result, there has been a number of times where he was left to fend for himself. He's found a pretty good amount of joy in cooking, and while he's no master chef, he'd be lying if he said he hadn't watched a fair number of cooking programs.

Aviation | His family is very well off, and Dexter has started his journey into aviation. He is certified and trained to fly aircraft. His training has made him adept at multitasking, and exceptional in a crisis.

Outdoor's Man | Years of curiosity has landed him in the wild and in some fairly compromising positions. He's fairly adept as an outdoor's man. He is very familiar with most species of animals and plants in all areas of this area of the USA and knows all of the constellations and other celestial objects in the sky. In addition to this, he is also extremely proficient with a rifle.
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Jennifer expresses rebellion in every way she can sink her claws into; her stubborn and bullheaded nature bleeds into her demeanor, walking around with a puffed chest and locked shoulders, a defiant frown plastered permanently across her face. Her long black hair, wild and unkempt, flows back and down her back, the most thought given to it a rough brushing every other day; it breaks a stark contrasting line across her ghost-pale skin. Her fashion sense further cements the image she seeks to cultivate: embedded in punk culture, she wears blacks with provocative slogans and imagery, chained jeans cuffed above heavy boots and always, always, a ragged leather jacket that is a wearable example of the Ship of Theseus, at this point more hap-hazard threading and safety pins than the original garment.

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Jennifer was born Halloween '71 to Micheal and Barbara Vandermeyer. Micheal, her father, worked in a bank, and her mother made a good home for her husband and new daughter. The family diligently attended church every Sunday, and many other days besides, and had a simple, satisfactory life, if somewhat humdrum. Micheal was able to adequately provide any material needs, and Barbara wanted little besides; they were a simple couple, devout in their beliefs. 

Jennifer first met Vanessa at 3 years old after the Vandermeyers moved to Crestwood following her father receiving a promotion, sent to the city to run the new branch the bank had just opened there. The Bordeaux's were their new neighbours, and little Jennifer was delighted to have a new friend so quickly after what little life she'd gotten a grip on had been so rapidly uprooted. Vanessa and Jennifer quickly became the firmest of friends in the way only growing little girls can manage, and their bond blossomed further as they entered education, being the two best friends either girl had had in their short lives thusfar.

As they grew, so did their parents; while the Bordeaux's were a well-respected family in Crestwood, Jennifer's parents picked up a reputation for being overly preachy and judgmental; while Jennifer herself had stopped attending church since she turned 10, her parents were still devout, perhaps even zealous believers at times, and in their deepening age relied more and more on their faith as a cornerstone of their values, and their daughter as the cornerstone of their future. Jennifer began to slowly realize her life was being planned and curated for her, and the seed of resentment found root in her core. 

Jennifer turned to music, as did so many young girls and boys; the world around her was alive with all kinds of new sounds, but where Vanessa, her best friend, fell in love with Disco and the elating, motivating sounds found therein, Jennifer was drawn to the messy, defiant catharsis of the still-young Punk Rock movement. Punk reveled in sticking two fingers up and damn the consequences, a philosophy Jennifer adopted with frightening speed and ease; everything became about rebellion. Jennifer forged a new identity in punk: Vandermeyer no longer, she was Jenny Venom, and she used this persona to divorce herself from her family's reputation, and her parent's plans for her. 

As Jennifer and Vanessa approached high school, they had drifted apart significantly; Jennifer had fallen in with her new spiky-haired, leather-wearing clique, and had derided Vanessa's love of Disco, spurning Vanessa's attempts to reconnect and rekindle the friendship. Vanessa kept herself graceful enough to never retaliate, allowing Jennifer the space to explore this new self she had constructed.

Vanessa's death shattered Jenny's world, despite the distance she had deliberately made between her and her once-closest friend. The tragedy cast into harsh light exactly what life is and can be, and what it means when it is taken away; but these revelations have only triggered a further retreat into the persona. Jennifer was a little girl, her life being lived for her, path forcibly laid out ahead of her, naive and foolish. Jenny Venom is fearless, and tough, and survives everything.

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Jennifer's hype-gene has mutated specifically alongside her immune system and fight-or-flight response. When presented with physical trauma or sudden terror, before adrenaline floods her blood supply, a unique secondary 'hype-hormone' is secreted from her adrenal glands that blocks the receptors at her nerve endings, completely shutting down the nervous system pain response and instead replacing any incoming trauma signals with a direct signal to the endocrine system to produce further and further adrenaline. The mutated hype-adrenaline then bonds with her muscles and completely replaces the aerobic/anaerobic respiration function, eliminating lactic acid buildup and allowing indefinite function without exhaustion. Finally, the bonded 'hype-hormone' and adrenaline floods her skull cavity and passes through the pia mater into the blood vessels of the brain, and signals the activation of an extremely intense, subconscious form of auto-biokinesis, allowing her low-level brain functions to take over the immune system response and rewire muscles, organs, blood supply systems and bones on-the-fly to adapt to endure any and all incoming trauma without ceasing function.

Once trauma has ceased or has been escaped, the 'hype-hormone' stops signalling, and the mutated adrenaline floods the immune system entirely, expediting recovery of injury, the body drawing adrenaline from its various appendages and organs working from the bodily extremes inward in order to necessitate quickened recovery while allowing maximum up-time of the unconscious biokinesis to aid natural physical recovery, before the adrenaline is drawn from the meninges entirely and disseminated as the final healing 'booster'.

All these processes combined result in Jennifer being able to sustain intense physical trauma well above and beyond what would be typically fatal for a human, without feeling pain, losing motor or organ function, or slowing or shutting down - and then being able to recover from the trauma to full-functioning capacity at an increased rate after-the-fact.

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ERICA   MARGRET   DOUGLAS


✦ August 13 1969 (16) ✦ Female ✦ Straight ✦ Mixed Race ✦

Appearance:
There are parts of Erica's appearance that she long since gave up trying to control: Her hair, thick and curly is at best kept back in a scrunchy with a number of strays escaping. Typically she keeps it styled somewhat short to keep it manageable with minimal maintenance. Her body grew taller as she aged, but never grew out of the lankiness of youth; her shapeless frame often covered with boyish clothing has lead to quite a few awkward introductions. With all the normal insecurities of a teenage girl, she does put in some effort into making herself more feminine.  She often wears makeup, even if it's little more than dark shadow and a touch of blush. 

Her wardrobe is mainly jeans; often too large and kept in place by a belt and work-shirts in various states of disrepair.  While she's tried her hand at mending clothes there aren't very many pieces of clothing she owns that don't have stains, tears, or missing buttons. The money she doesn't spend on clothing goes the footwear; typically Erica can be found sporting a pair of sturdy, well-made, black leather work-boots, and while perhaps well-worn remain in decent condition.

Personality:
Erica isn't an easily person for most people to get a long with at first.  Really all she wants in honestly and directness, but her unfriendly deminor complete with sarcasm and insults make an initial hurtle to get past.  She doesn't participate in highschool gossip, but doesn't shy away from confrontation; she'd just sooner get physical than start a false rumor.  To her friends she is honest, loyal, and a good time to have around if only for her access to more controlled substances like alcohol and cigarettes through her brothers.

Her reputation in school is a bit of a misfit that sticks with the loners. As a junior she's been around long enough that most bullying used on her has worn thin and outside of occasionally getting called out for misbehavior on the PA she is largely invisible to most in the school; including the staff.  She and her friends may occasionally wreak havoc; stuffing fetal pigs in a teachers desk, stealing all the school clocks the first day of exams, or even the rare brawl. But she isn't all that unique from hundreds of other Mather's Memorial graduates and is seemingly headed down the same path; a low paying job similar to the rest of her family, no college education and no chance at ever getting out of the state. This realization turned into Erica's greatest fear over the summer and she feels ready to trade in some of her complacency for ambition but worries it's too late.

HYPER HUMAN ABILITIES
Tribokinesis: Erica can manipulate the static and kinetic friction of her surroundings. This allows her to remain immovable on any surface, or incredibly fast on others. This ability is limited only to surface's or systems Erica is able to touch, and the affected area is limited but the change is instantaneous whether adding or reducing friction.

Eventually her power may lead to more benefits, such as using kinetic force to create enough energy to generate heat or even small fires. Initially her powers however are more useful for traversal;  she can climb any surface with ease 'suctioning' herself to walls or ceilings as she pleases, and escape most any attempt to hold her in place. She is completely unable to alter more than one surface at a time, and must be in constant contact for the duration of the change, which will stop allowing forces to return to their natural state the instant her contact is broken.

BACKSTORY
Erica's family has been living in Crestwood Hollow for generations. She knows the town's layout as well as anything, and has explored nearly every inch of it since childhood. The Douglas' family tenure with the town however, doesn't translate into wealth or even respect.  Aura lives with her father and three elder brothers; Martin, Lewis, and Noah on the northern edge of the city in a small single story house only 15 minutes drive from the lumber yard where both her father and eldest brother work.  The remaining two brothers Lewis and Noah work closer to the center of town as mechanics as 'Rolling Right Auto Repair'.  The youngest in her family and only one remaining in high school Erica's life is largely unregulated and, typically, she is left up to her own devices. 

Erica's mother, well known for being clumsy and slightly air-headed, was placed into a coma resulting from a car accident two years after Erica's birth. The Douglas family held out hope for their matriarch before succumbing to medical bills and pulling the plug a short year and a half later.  What was a traumatic experience for most of her family, is barely a memory to Erica, who remembers her mother more as a figure in old stories than a real person.  Erica's life, while markedly absent of female influence, was not missing for it.  Her hand-me-down boys clothes and devil-may-care attitude that came with being the youngest in a family of men pointedly left her labeled a 'tom-boy' before even middles school. From there onward she was largely invisible to those outside her friend group.

Save for a few minor altercations in freshman year wherein typical girl teasing and backstabbing lead to a physical retribution on Erica's part, there have been few dramatics in her highschool career.  There may have been whispers and she was aware that many of the girls laughed at her clothes and hair; but so long as no one said it to her face, Erica never concerned herself. While her grades were well above whatever her brother's had achieved she never distinguished herself much as a student, and didn't participate in extra-curricular activities other that 'shop'; a mechanics program that taught basic repair skills and one of the few places Erica felt any sense of belonging.

After Vanessa's disappearance, Erica came to see her home for what it really was; a backwater town where people like those in her family fell into and remain trapped in. She intends to use this year to make a real effort, namely in school so that she can have a real chance at turning out better than her brothers.  At the behest of a desperate English teacher, Erica agreed to join the school's disappointing newspaper club as a photographer for extra-credit.

Outside of school Erica is typically helping out at Rolling Right Auto Repair in the center of town for cash or hanging around the eastern piers, usually with a cigarette in hand.

OTHER SKILLS
Cars (Mechanics and Driving): For her 15th birthday, Erica was gifted a wreck of a 60's Plymouth Savoy.  Which with the help of her family she was able to restore to some-what working condition and now uses to get around the Hollow.
Fighting: While hardly a martial artist, Erica has been in her fair share of fights on the North-side of Crestwood and from a few girls who couldn't keep their mouth shut around her. She isn't above getting dirty if she feels someone deserves it.

WEAKNESSES
Poor: Erica's family has never had much in the way of money, and her late mother's medical bills still take a toll. Too tall for her mother's clothes, Erica typically wares those which once belonged to her brothers.  It isn't just that the Douglas' have money troubles, but the whole town knows it, and most think less of them for it.
Wayward Teen: After get suspended two weeks into freshman year, Erica has developed a less than favourable reputation among the adults of Crestwood. Most are wary of her around their private businesses, while some simply won't allow her.

RELATIONSHIP TO VANESSA
They were biology lab partners Sophomore year. Their relationship was strained at best. Vanessa had never liked Erica and made no attempt on being anything more than partners.  The went to class together, split the report work in half, then complained about each-other to their respective friend groups. Dislike didn't dull the shock of Vanessa's death for Erica though. Instead it made her rethink her own life over the summer, and in an effort to come to terms with her new priorities, she opted to join the counseling offered to those affected by Vanessa's death.

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Joanie Ainjyl Porter

✦ May 30 1969 (16) ✦ Female ✦ Lesbian ✦ Filipino-American ✦

HYPER HUMAN ABILITIES
Explosion Inducement: Through accelerating the molecules at a specified point, Joanie is able to cause explosions. Depending on the chosen target, the size of these explosions will vary; the bigger the target, the bigger and more dangerous the explosion.

There are several limitations to this ability, however. More time and effort is required to trigger a larger target, with Joanie becoming tired if she exerts herself too much. On top of this, Joanie isn't invulnerable to her explosions, meaning that it could be extremely dangerous for her if something were to go wrong. This is only heightened from the fact that it'll take time for Joanie to learn how to accurately target something to explode; A single touch while angry could be all that is takes to trigger one. Touching her target isn't exactly necessary, however it may take a lot of effort and training for her to trigger an explosion without it.

BACKSTORY
Growing up as one of the only Asian kids in her neighborhood within Crestwood Hollow, Joanie found herself an outsider for the entirety of her youth. 

Joanie's father Steven had grown up in the Crestwood Hollow, before leaving for college in Norfolk. Given his thirst for knowledge, he flourished there, eventually joining the department of Psychology as a research fellow. That was where he met Magindara, Joanie's mother, who had recently emigrated from the Philippines; the two had gone to grab for the same book at the college's library. Seven months later the two had married, before settling down to Steven's hometown once Joanie's mother had fallen pregnant. 

Joanie didn't have many friends as she made her way through school, with her becoming quiet and reserved as a kid in an effort to avoid being the subject of the school bullies. Despite this, jeers and insults still found their way to her. This, in collaboration with the regular teenage hormones, led to the girl growing a bold and sarcastic personality as she bit back, commonly mocking and insulting her peers in retaliation. Despite it often leading to her finding herself receiving a talking to from both her teachers and her parents, Joanie had decided that the best way to solve her problems was to simply push back.

As Sophmore year began, this behaviour only escalated. That was until one of Joanie's classmates stepped in during one particular standoff within the corridors of Mather Memorial High. Joanie hadn't spoken to Vanessa Bordeaux much until that point, she operated in a greater social cloud than she after all, however, the two found themselves drifting together; Stolen glances from across the class. Occasional small talk in the halls. The brush of her hand as she passed Joanie handouts in class. Bonding over a shared interest in the latest Margaret Atwood novel in the town's bookshop. It probably wasn't anything significant to Vanessa, but Joanie found a newfound fire burning deeply within her whenever she laid eyes on the girl. She never dared act on these feelings though. She could only imagine what her peers would think if they discovered how she felt. 

One of the popular girls at Mather Memorial, Erica Northridge, held a house party a few months into the school year. Joanie told people the only reason she went was for the free booze, but really it was because Vanessa had mentioned going. As the night drew to a close, the two teenagers found themselves sat together alone in the house's laundry room, continuing conversation that they had had in the bookstore weeks prior. Joanie didn't know if it was because of the liquid courage she'd been drinking or just the particular way that Vanessa had styled her hair that night, but she soon found herself kissing her. Awkwardly trying to laugh off what had happened, Joanie ran before Vanessa could even respond.

The following week Joanie avoided both her gaze and all other attempts that Vanessa made to talk to her. She didn't want to confront what had happened. She didn't want to lose what had been the happiest months of her life. Then, just as she had built up the courage to finally confront her, Joanie found her heart shatter as Vanessa's death was announced during morning announcements.

OTHER SKILLS
Music: Joanie was enrolled in piano lessons for the majority of her time during elementary school, before eventually quitting upon reaching middle school. To appease her mother, however, she kept up her musical talents to an extent by learning to play bass.
Intelligent: She has demonstrated a high aptitude for English literature, history, and philosophy, among other subjects. In recent years she's become enthralled in feminist literature.

RELATIONSHIP TO VANESSA
While sharing classes for a large part of their lives, the two hadn't interacted much until Sophmore year where Joanie found herself quickly falling for Vanessa after an incident. They grew somewhat close, with Joanie kissing Vanessa at a party a week before her death.

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Andrea "Andy" Walsh
October 28th, 1968 (17)

APPEARANCE
Slim and toned from three and a half years of running track, Andy has the body of a runner. She stands at 5'6" tall with an average sized derriere and bra size. She doesn't intentionally flaunt her shape, but doesn't wear loose fitting clothing to hide it either.

Andy's type of style isn't as high tier as 80's fashion magazines, but it has its own casual look to it. Mom jeans, denim or cotton paper bag shorts that fall an inch above her knee, or sometimes even denim skirts. She pairs these classic 80's pants with comfy sweaters, a tight cardigan and tank top, t-shirts, or long sleeves. Half of her shirts are off the shoulder on one side for a casually chic look. Her clothes are either bright and patterned or they have neutral tones to them. She often wears her favorite white sweater tied around her waist in case she gets cold.

Andy doesn't style her hair. Instead, she embraces it's natural waves and volume. She has gotten used to wearing her hair up in a ponytail for track, so she usually either pins half of her hair up behind her head or has it in her signature pony with a big scrunchie. She does have bangs, but she likes to keep the rest of her hair out of her face.

Andy doesn't wear makeup. She prefers her natural look to that of the preppy girls who wear eyeshadow and heavy amounts of blush. If she does put on anything. Its usually colored eyeliner or mascara for a pop, and maybe some lip gloss instead of her usual chapstick.

Besides her usual favorite outfits, Andy enjoys pairing them with a perfect shoe. She owns the classic Reebok's, both high top and low ankle showers, a pair of white converse, and a pair of white Nike high tops with lavender accents.

PERSONALITY
 Andy has been given the classic innocent stereotype by many at Mathers Memorial, but behind her wide eyes lies an independent and determined young woman. From years of track, Andy has learned to be self-confident and strong even if she is unsure of the outcome. When her parents divorced, she used these moral lessons from running track to keep her going.

While this method helped to put the pain of the divorce behind her, sometimes it felt like Andy was just running away from her problems. Avoiding her emotions this way for so long has rooted this defense mechanism into her life. It has recently become evident that she is also running from the pain of Vanessa's death. Andy does worry that she will eventually reach a breaking point, but until then she will keep running. 

At 17, Andy has only learned a few hard life lessons. She is too young to understand the extreme risks of the world yet, but she is aware that it is better to be careful than to be risky. The only carelessness she shows is in the way she speaks to people. While she is kind and warm towards everyone she meets, she has the temperament of a volcano.

Normally dormant and cool, she only starts to heat up when people are rude, disloyal, and cold-hearted. She learned from her parents that she should always keep her head high, and to protect those who have not learned to stand up for themselves yet. So, she often speaks her mind when there is an argument to be made. While her pride does get in the way at times, she also tries to find ways to humble herself so that she does not come off as pretentious and naive. Although, most of the time it does.

HYPERHUMAN ABILITIES:
Deflection: Andy has the ability to deflect projectiles or blunt force by using her arms or legs. While she isn't a physics genius, Andy understands that she can block any potential harm to herself with a flick of her wrist. She likes to think of it as a science experiment she once did in class. Two magnets sitting on a table. Opposite charges = a connection. The same charges = Repulsion. Its just that Andy somehow can change her own "polarity." She is new to the ability, but she is also able to redirect the energy in any direction she chooses. Mostly by aiming her swings or kicks.

Unfortunately, Andy cannot deflect any attack she is unaware of. Such as a low flying object from behind or the side. She also must be quick enough to block the blow, or the object or force will make its mark. Her control of the direction of the deflected energy is also directly affected by her emotional state. If she is upset or unfocused, the force could go in any direction.

Andy is at average strength normally and it reflects the strength of her deflections as well. While it would be easy to deflect a wayward football or TV remote, Andy certainly isn't able to deflect a car or falling piano yet. Not like she'd put herself at risk to test the ability anyways. For now she'll just stick to small objects.

RELATIONSHIP TO VANESSA:
 Andy knew Vanessa through gym class, history class, and from the girl's after school track and field. The two bonded during these classes and often met each other halfway between their neighborhoods to jog throughout the town together. After hearing of Vanessa's death, Andy was devastated. She's been missing track practice since. 

BACKSTORY:
 Andy is an average girl next door. She grew up in the neighborhood a few blocks from Mather Park. Her parents were happy, and so Andy was happy. While Andy and her father remained happy, her mother's happiness was replaced with a need to leave the town she grew up in. Her mother left when Andy was sixteen, and her parents were divorced the same year. Since then, Andy has found her happiness in school with her friends and her lessons. She's a good student and a great athlete. Still, as her mother once felt, she yearns for some adventure of her own. 

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EDDY WALSH

CONNECTION TO VANESSA:
At first, Eddy knew her no more than any of the other schmucks he runs booze for, connected by a friend-of-a-friend or whatever other arbitrary connections get a highschooler their liquor hookup. To Eddy, she was just another smiling face mumbling pleasantries and handing him a wad of twenties in exchange for a few handles of Tito's Vodka. Eventually, booze running became idle chatter became real talks became drunken nights around Crestwood Hollow, forming inebriated half-memories with Vanessa and her friends that Eddy wouldn't trade for the world. And then, as quickly as it had started, it was gone. She was gone. Eddy finds himself spending a lot of time in the local Magic Shop lately, looking for that one secret trick, covered in cobwebs and tucked behind all the other boxes, the one thing oozing with real magic. The one trick that could cheat Death himself.

PERSONALITY:
Eddy is a trickster, a charlatan, a no-good piece of work. If you highlighted every infraction on his behavioral assessment it'd look like a goddamn Christmas tree. He doesn't mean anything by it.  Really, he doesn't, but he figures that scheming John-What's-His-Face out of some pocket change never really hurt anybody, right? He always leaves them with enough for the bus fare home anyhow, and the lunch ladies would never let a kid go hungry, right?

He tries to sell a brand of disaffected youth, someone tired of the 'system' and the people that live in it. He wants to be a leather-clad cool guy riding his cherry red motorbike around the quietest, queerest parts of the Hollow, preaching the words of Jimi Hendrix and Woodie Guthrie like the word of God, mixing with older kids and street rats and showing them some nebulous truth that the world and the system are designed to get them, man.

In reality, Eddy's more of a wonderstruck goober with a two-speed bike that's been banged up a few too many times, looking for whatever little bits of magic he can squeeze out of the good old Hollow. He's always looking for some new trick or a new angle, something he can say or an illusion he can pull with his hands that'll make somebody's eyes light up. Maybe something about this same-old town that'll make his eyes light up, too. In some part of his heart, he believes that there's real magic out there. Something ephemeral that flows through all the out of the way, reedy creeks in the world, and in kid's hearts when they see something that honestly and truly fools them.

In Eddy's mind, real connections are for rubes and lovesick idiots. They're avenues for people to make you buy whatever they're selling and for them to turn your whole world around before you even have an inkling of what's coming. Unfortunately, Eddy finds himself the rube more often than not. He falls in fast and hard for those relationships that he believes in, those kids that seem genuinely interested in him and the art and practice of his grift, but he finds himself burned more often than not. An over-excitable tool that gets way too jazzed about Hindu Shuffles or Sy Stebbins Order or whatever the fuck he's babbling about today. This burn has happened with more people than Eddy likes to think about, misreading the pleasantries and how-do-you-dos that you have with your beer hookup as something real.

BACKGROUND:
Eddy's grandfather died before he was born, summoning what dregs of the Walsh clan there were back to the grip of Crestwood Hollow. Eddy's dad always said the town was it's own little whirlpool, always sucking them back, no matter what misfortune befell them. That left Walsh Liquors in the hands of Eddy's Dad and his then-girlfriend from out of town, to keep the store and to fight off whatever squabbling arguments the siblings had over the pittance of an inheritance dear old Dad had left for them.

Eddy was born on a grey, unremarkable day, as the sole child to a quickly failing shotgun marriage. Growing up, Eddy tried not to let the on-again-off-again nature of his parents 'marriage' bother him. Sometimes you stay with Dad, sometimes you stay with Mom, and sometimes, special times, they'd all have a spell together. And this was the way of things, squeezed together in a two-bedroom apartment over the Liquor store, leaving Eddy in his free time to watch the traffic roll by on their little stretch of pavement and dream about what adventures The Hollow might hold for him beyond it.

Eddy's days mostly found themself filled up by TV, most other parents weren't interested in having their kid around that much alcohol that early on. Didn't want to leave a bad impression on their little brats, of course. That left Eddy to books and Dad's old Hendrix stuff, plus whatever re-runs of Doug Henning or The Amazing Randi the TV deigned to show. Eddy found himself absorbed by it, always wandering down to the local Magic Shop, murmuring the words to 'Foxy Lady' while he perused an endless selection of tricks, gags, and illusions.

By now Eddy found himself master of the Magic Shop, beyond whatever tricks and parlances it could offer him, beyond the convenience of a nice part-time job, when he wasn't pulling duty at the family store, anyway. More and more his Dad has kept him there, encouraging him to keep his head down and focus on school, so he could escape this dead-end town one day. 

Eddy was never so much concerned with escaping it. He always wondered after it, exploring what nooks and crannies and out of the way vistas he could discover. Small town magic. But that aside, if there was anything that his time in the liqour store has taught him, it was the value of liquid charisma, and just how bad High Schoolers want to get it. With his parents none the wiser, Eddy has set himself up as the principal distributor of all manner of liqours, wines, spirits and beers to the general population of Mather Memorial. No matter what little tricks he pulls, suspensions he earns, or social flubs he commits, that at least will always find him work.

HYPER-HUMAN ABILITIES:
Pocket Dimensions (or, as Eddy will like to call it, The Doors). Eddy has an innate connection to another, well, space in spacetime, which Eddy will think of as his own personal clubhouse. It is a white, featureless room, about the size of a studio apartment, with no apparent way in or out. With a touch, Eddy can manifest portals to and from his clubhouse at his leisure. He can establish up to three of these portals at a given time, each the size of a standard doorway. Further, Eddy can activate and deactivate these portals at will.

In terms of applications, Eddy could theoretically use his portals to travel great distances by, say, establishing a portal in Tijuana and another in his bedroom, and then taking a short jaunt through his clubhouse. Further, he can use his clubhouse to store all manner of things. Once he discovers this ability, he will likely begin populating it with assorted lawn furniture, as gas generator, and liberal amounts of alcohol.

As far as potential goes, Eddy may find himself able to increase the size of his room, and modify the size of his portals to his liking, small enough to fit in the palm of his hand, or big enough to squeeze a car through. Additionally, he may also be able to subdivide this space, separating the room out into multiple sub-rooms or 'sub-dimensions' he could use for various purposes.

In terms of weaknesses, establishing a new portal takes a burst of concentration. Eventually, he could likely overcome this weakness with sufficient practice, but at the moment, he couldn't portal himself out of sticky situations unless he'd established a door in advance. Additionally, Eddy is only human. For whatever cute tricks of movement or quirky items he might produce from his room, Eddy is a vaguely out of shape teen who could be bested by a pack of middle schoolers.

SKILLS AND TALENTS: A trickster, thief, and all-around bastard, Eddy is very skilled with his hands. Since he was young he's had a fascination in magic -- stage illusions, ball-and-cup trickery, cardistry, and even run of the mill scams have piqued his interest. As a result of endless hours of study, Eddy is supremely gifted in all manner of sleight of hand and pickpocketing, not to mention that he's got a hearty helping of guile. He has a real way of misleading you, cheating you out of everything in your wallet, and making you walk away thinking you were the real winner there. He has familiarity with just about every brand of scam in the book, from Three Card Monte on, and he more than knows how to make you see one thing while something else entirely is going on.

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𝑽𝒊𝒓𝒕𝒖𝒆𝒔:
Autumn likes to think of herself in achievements – she must be smart, since she won several science fairs; she must be a good friend, as others’ give her praises; she must be a favored student, as teachers are constantly asking her to make runs for them. She only perceives herself through frivolous physical things and takes them at face-value. Because she cannot see between lines easily, Autumn tends to follow societal rules. She’s polite, punctual, and her whole life revolves around her academics.

𝑽𝒊𝒄𝒆𝒔:
There’s something angry in Autumn. She’s a smoldering flame that can’t be snuffed and it affects the way she sees the world. Autumn has so much pent up aggression that she throws tantrums, hurtles insults at friends, would even pull her hair out. Autumn feels all her emotions intensely – happiness, sadness, excitement, anger. She’s untethered, manic even, and her moods swing unpredictably. Hot temper aside, she can be snooty and pretentious because of her academic success. Autumn tries not to be, but she looks down on those who don’t succeed academically as academics is all she focuses on.

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FREQUENCY MANIPULATION

𝑺𝒕𝒓𝒆𝒏𝒈𝒕𝒉𝒔:
The manipulation of frequency entails the power to increase or decrease the frequency in which things happen. She could slow the ticks of a clock, speed up the rotation of a coin, or mess with the frequencies of a radio. In short, Autumn manipulates the number of occurrences of a repeating event per unit of time. In a clock, she can manipulate the amount of times the gears turn and make it slower or faster. With a coin, she can speed up the rotation, and on a radio she can plug up the sound frequencies.

𝑾𝒆𝒂𝒌𝒏𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒆𝒔:
Autumn’s power is not easily applied and Autumn often has to act smart and strategic with it. She cannot change the frequency of an object that has a frequency of 0; at least one occurrence of an event much have happened for her to control the frequency. A coin that hasn’t spun cannot have it’s rotation sped up, a clock that isn’t working cannot be slowed, and an unplugged radio cannot be messed with.
𝑼𝒑𝒃𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒊𝒏𝒈:

Autumn Mallory Miracle is the daughter of Roger and Gloria Miracle. It is said that Autumn was a dutiful daughter, even from the womb; she had come to the world so quiet the doctors feared she was stillborn. Her younger years were spent indoors under the careful eye of her mother, an emotionally fragile woman who fretted over her first (and only) born child like most mothers. Autumn’s father was a military man, having joined with the navy at a young age and stuck with it throughout the years. He was strict, expecting his every words to be followed and Autumn was quick to bow to his orders.

It was tough, being a military child. They moved every couple of years and Autumn had always been particularly bad at making friends. At the tender age of eleven, Autumn decided her social life was doomed from the start and focused on her studies instead. She had a few friends, of course, and wasn’t a complete loner – but, when it came to playing or studying, she chose the latter. 

Life with her family wasn’t just A’s and orders, though. Her relationship with her mother had always been a precious connection, and Autumn begun to register her mother’s strange behavior when she was ten. It was strange to her, the way her mother worried herself to the point of vomiting and sometimes would lie in bed crying all day and night. Autumn did her best to cheer up her mother, tried to make her mother proud with her grades or put on a shadow puppet show (a strange, niche skill Autumn possessed). At a certain point, when Autumn was thirteen and had just moved to a new town – Crestwood Hollow – her mother’s erratic behavior had worsened, and her father reluctantly placed her in a mental ward. He retired to stay in the town with her mother and got a pencil pusher job as an accountant.

Autumn felt alone without her mother. She wouldn’t describe her relationship with her father as distant, but she didn’t share the same connection with him that she did with her mother. Maybe it was the absence of her mother that gave bloom to the darkness in her chest that wouldn’t go away, and slowly it began to make sense to her. Autumn was always considered a crybaby – easy to push to tears when she was in trouble, or when she got a grade she wasn’t satisfied with – but her behavior went beyond that. She became irritable, confused, and felt as if she lost her identity. The slight nervousness she got from social interaction became a screaming in her mind and her emotions became turbulent. She chalked it up to puberty; she’s seventeen now and her emotions are stronger now than ever. 

Autumn decides to do what she does best – bury herself in her studies and ignore everything else.

𝑽𝒂𝒏𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒂 & 𝑨𝒖𝒕𝒖𝒎𝒏:

Autumn would describe her friendship with Vanessa as water crashing upon a rock, where Vanessa was the water and she was the rock. Autumn enjoyed Vanessa’s company and they could even be considered close friends, but Vanessa put more energy into their friendship than Autumn did. Vanessa constantly adapted herself to Autumn’s unmoving, stagnant self. Secretly, Autumn was jealous of Vanessa and spent a lot of their time together bitter and irritable. Still, Vanessa molded to Autumn’s jealousy and tried to become who Autumn needed – except, Autumn didn’t know what she needed, so how could Vanessa.

Maybe it was because of her confusion, her lack of self, that Autumn sought Vanessa’s affection and Vanessa tried to bend to Autumn’s whims. It started with innocent touches, became stolen kisses behind bookshelves and fumbling in the dark. Autumn doesn’t know why she did it, why she initiated this kind of relationship with Vanessa, but she knew it was unhealthy the way she relied on Vanessa’s touches without giving herself completely to Vanessa. She kept herself steely, vulnerable only physically and never letting Vanessa see her when she was out of control.

Her death left Autumn reeling. It was selfish, her first thought, that Vanessa would no longer be there to kiss her when she felt alone and angry. This left Autumn even angrier, more confused, and her emotions spilled out of her control.

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 C H A R A C T E R   S U M M A R Y
C H A R A C T E R   S U M M A R Y
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Simone Lucille Melancon

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April 15th, 1968   |   17   |   African-American
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Single   |   Female   |   Asexual
 P H Y S I C A L   P R O F I L E
P H Y S I C A L   P R O F I L E
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	◼   B U I L D   ||   Lean
	◼   H A I R   C O L O U R   ||   Black
	◼   E Y E   C O L O U R   ||   Brown
	◼   H E I G H T   ||   5'-11"
	◼   W E I G H T   ||   155lbs
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 C H A R A C T E R   S Y N O P S I S
R E L A T I O N S H I P   T O   V A N E S S A /  C H A R A C T E R   S Y N O P S I S 
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When Simone transferred to Mathers Memorial High, Vanessa was assigned to be her school buddy. Effectively, Vanessa was supposed to be a walking resource guide for Simone to help her transition into a new school. A new school where she was one of a handful of other minorities. About a dozen of them black. Simone had no expectations when she first met Vanessa. From the tail end of her time in Louisiana, she was wary of one-on-one time with white people. Her aunt that she was staying with told her the North was different from the South in some ways, and these were one of them.
 
Where Vanessa was friendly, Simone was glacial at first. But there’s something about how the “othered” in society seem to congregate. It’s auspicious and fortuitous, yet only noticeable in hindsight. Though Simone didn’t explicitly know about Vanessa’s “condition,” she was able to feel the solidarity from someone who’s also felt their body on display—their personhood and humanity reduced to fears, misinformation and prejudice. Simone just assumed she was queer and accepted the burgeoning honesty before her, as they began interacting more. 
It was in that act of acceptance that Simone began to find a great friend and confidant. She and Vanessa began spending more time together outside of school, but always in the construction district or somewhere equally abandoned where Simone could do her runs.

“What does it mean to be seen as a person?” Simone asked. She could feel the set of eyes on her, like red-hot tips of fire pokers near the nape of her neck. But she continued to look over the sprawl of quiet buildings from their perch on the roof of a building in mid-construction, the sunset causing the squint to her eyes. The flint flick of a lighter and the first waft of smoke caused her to turn around finally.

“I guess that depends on how you mean it,” Vanessa told her. Vanessa took a long drag. They seemed to be getting longer in recent weeks. But Simone didn’t ask. Simone, of all people, knew when and when not to ask why a girl might want to poison her body. To damage it beyond repair. It’s why Simone ran, still. It’s why they were on top of 10-story building. Vanessa handed her the cigarette. “So, how do you mean it?”

“I don’t know,” Simone took it, pressed it to her lips. Long but shallow inhale and hold. Release and she felt the heady rush, the flex of her mind. She swam in the sensation for a few seconds before exhaling. A smile ebbed onto her face like memory and she was looking beyond Vanessa. “Sorry, it’s this habit I think I’m picking up. Something my brother used to do.”

A gust of wind almost drowned out Vanessa’s voice, “Don’t be! You’ve been bringing him up more, compared to when we first met.”

Simone rode the tail end of the cigarette’s rush before responding. “Well, yeah. There was no way I could tell someone like you what happened to him at first. Mathers assigned you to be my “campus transition buddy.” Where I come from, that’s just a thin way to say “assigned white friend” but during school hours only.” She held up a hand to stop Vanessa, “I know, I know. It’s not necessarily always like that here. But remember, ‘Ness. I ain’t even been here a full year.”

Up until 6 months ago, Simone called her small parish outside of Baton Rouge home. ‘Home’ in the sense that she could name each road like siblings—their tar pavement something like her own skin, the dirt roads ashy like her feet after chasing cicadas. ‘Home’ like she’d shared a meal with almost every family in her parish. Like she could go to Auntie Bea’s general store when Mi*les—Simone had to pull herself to the present again. “And I definitely didn’t expect to actually become friends with you. You actually get it."

Vanessa jabbed at Simone’s side with her index finger, “Even-though-you-hardly let us hang out in public together!” Simone laughed, falling to the ground. She was always extra ticklish after taking a run. But finally she looked up at Vanessa.

“You’re right. I just…I couldn’t, y’know. Before, when I was just the new girl. The new black girl. I just, I know things are different here. But —I didn’t want to feel like there were eyes on me again…” her voice trailed off in the presence of budding tears.

“Oh, Sim! I’m sorry. Jesus, Vanessa that was totally idiotic. I was only kidding, but I didn’t think how insensitive that could be.” Vanessa was hugging Simone now.

Things back home had been fine as they could be for a black girl in southern America up until her town’s small high school—a converted church—caught fire one night. It was the switch to a new school. So many new eyes, so many blue eyes. And then things were not fine as they could be.

[TBC in the IC because this has become MUCH longer than it was ever supposed to be.]

 A B I L I T I E S,   L I M I T A T I O N S   &   W E A K N E S S E S
A B I L I T I E S,   L I M I T A T I O N S   &   W E A K N E S S E S
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   H Y P E R H U M A N   A B I L I T Y   ||    P S I O N I C  P R O J E C T I O N

Simone’s hype-gene allows her to manipulate and condense her psychic energy to manifest physical entities on this plane. When manifested fully, they are materialized beings that can interact with (carry, push, throw, break, etc.) objects and people, as well as relay sensory/mental information back to Simone.  The manifestations can move based on mental commands given to them by Simone.

Along with being tangible to the physical world, her projections are also visible to the naked eye. The projections and formations most often look like hard light with a purple aura about them.

Simone’s most notable (and so far, only) projection is a 7-foot, humanoid projection. Or, more aptly, a manifestation of a shared childhood imaginary friend between her and Miles—Fitz.

   L I M I T A T I O N S   ||    M A N I F E S T A T I O N,   C O M M A N D,  T I M E

Manifestation: Simone is limited in only generating Fitz. And even then, fully generating Fitz would take an enormous mental toll on Simone. The required psychic energy and manipulation to maintain such a form requires strength and finesse from Simone’ brain that would leave her brain dead at this point. 
Simone will also be unable to generate full-Fitz at a smaller size. This stems from the wealth of emotion tied to Fitz and Miles over the course of her life. Simone’s emotions act as a catalyst/bonding agent to his psionic abilities. And currently, Simone is not skilled enough to filter or limit how much of that is sunk into his manifestation, preventing the construct from being condensed physically. It’s like an all-or-nothing principle in terms of his size.

Simone’s limitation in generating only Fitz right now is due to the fact that she’s familiar with Fitz. Simone shares a strong mental connection and impression with the imaginary friend, resulting in “psychic mapping” of Fitz on a subconscious level. The more familiar Simone is—not just factually but emotionally— with what she’s projecting, the stronger it manifests.
 
In the early phases of her ability development, in lieu of bringing forth a fully formed Fitz each time, Simone is projecting pieces of Fitz. Put simply, Simone uses her psionic abilities to manifest portions of Fitz’s body for different uses. (I.E. Fitz’s fist to throw a punch or bring an object out of reach; Fitz’s arm to block an incoming attack; Fitz’s ear to hear a conversation farther away.)

Command: Simone will only be able to control Fitz within a 30-foot radius. A fully formed Fitz doesn’t have to be in her line of sight to continue existing. However, in these early stages, if Simone wants to know what Fitz is up against and wants to obtain sensory information, it requires Simone closing her eyes and concentrating, leaving her vulnerable.
 
Simone can command manifested body parts within a 45-foot radius and they can leave her line of sight. However, once they leave her line of sight, even if she concentrates—unless the body part manifested is a sensory object (eyes or ears for now), she won’t get more than general information about its surroundings. So, say she sends a projected hand around the corner, she won’t be able to see through it because she perceives the hand only as a hand. She’s not familiar with the hand in terms of gaining information outside of tactile signals. 

Time: Simone cannot manifest any psionic energies indefinitely. In fight-or-flight, survival mode, she can keep a full Fitz active for 12 minutes fully idle, 9 minutes simply walking around/doing menial tasks, and 4 minutes doing vigorous activity. 

With normal concentration at her early stages, Simone can keep body parts active for about 5-10 minutes, depending on the complexity of their actions, total. If she goes past that time limit, she’ll find himself suffering migraines and nausea.

   W E A K N E S S E S   ||    C O N C E N T R A T I O N

Concentration: It probably goes without saying that Simone needs to concentrate a bit to bring her manifestations forth. Though they don’t take all of her concentration after being formed, any significant break in her concentration will cause them to dissipate. So while she could probably take holding a conversation or even being hit by a punch head-on, sucker punches/strikes and surprise attacks or sharp pains easily break her concentration.
By extension, abrupt or sharp loud sounds not only cause her to let go of her projections, but they can also render her incapable of forming projections for a little while after. Alarms, unsuspecting train horns and the like can even put her out of commission for a short while.

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