[CHAR] A Gift and a Curse

[Mixtape Ghost N]

Zoey Casey Gray

Zoey Grey

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Name:

Zoey Casey Gray

Appearance:

Zoey perfectly fits the "punk girl" mold. She died her hair, has plenty of tattoos, and just has that attitude that just reeks rebellion. Older folks are quick to judge a book by the cover and immediately classify her as a problem-child just off her looks alone. Other youths are more receptive to her. Zoey carries herself with an air of confidence, but rather than just being a screaming wreck as people assume her, she is actually fairly chill and laid back. Taking slow and steady steps with her hands in her pocket, a cigarette hanging from her lips, and generally relaxed demeanor. Though, that demeanor can switch at the blink of an eye when things get a little out of control. She can either become screaming rage, or scared as a deer.

Though, she's also a little rough, that might just be because she's a bit of a tomboy. Zoey grew up around boys, and appears to be a little rugged, slightly masculine. It shows a lot in her attitude and demeanor. She smokes, she’s loud, and she drinks. She tends to attract attention with her tom-boyish streak. Her voice is a little rough from cigarette smoking, and she has a few scars and old wounds from previous injuries.

Now, onto her appearance, Zoey is pretty pronounced due to a mixture of her hair, and her height. Her hair is dyed a cyan-blue color, and it’s kept in a rounded bowl-cut. She usually keeps her hair underneath her beanie, where it’s somehow more noticeable. Zoey’s hair is a straight texture that is kept clean - but is a bit damaged from all the hair-dye, and a few mess-ups. The other thing that makes Zoey stand-out is her height. People like to call her a God damn Amazon because she’s five-ten, two inches short of six feet tall. Because of her height, people loved to shaft her into sports teams. It wasn’t anything that she enjoyed, but it kept her in shape.

She’s bony as hell, being skinny and without any sizable amount of body fat or muscle. She has like a thin layer of muscle if you squint, but there isn’t much there. A lot of her exercise comes from hauling ass from people she pissed off, because she spends plenty of time lounging around. She certainly does have a little sex appeal. Her bust is a 34C, and her hips are slightly prominent. She doesn't pack a lot in the ass area, though. Her body is a rough-square build rather than the famed hour-glass build.

Zoey is mixed-race, actually. While she looks fully Caucasian, she is Scottish, French, and half-Brazilian. She is more directly descended from the Portuguese settlers, but she has a bit of African through her veins. Her skin is a little pale because she spends a little bit of time indoors. It can't be clear, because Zoey has a few tattoos, and various scars.

Personality:

While she may look like a punk, Zoey is more of a free-spirit than anything. She would rather goof off than study. She likes to see herself as fun personified, as she always loves to light up a situation. Normally, Zoey is pretty relaxed, and somewhat brooding, until she gets around her friends and turns into a total goofball. While good grades don't drive Zoey, there are plenty of other things that will ignite the fire of determination in her. Give her a goal, and you bet your ass that she'll see it through to the end. That is her dreamer, determinator lifestyle, and there ain't anyone that can convince her otherwise. It's childish, but it's what helps Zoey get up in the morning. Though, I have to say that she is stubborn as hell, it's impossible to convince her to stop - especially when she's driven. Zoey is snarky, quip-witted, and loves to talk to people and explore new things. Zoey is willing to try, well, anything. She is willing to try the same gender as much as the opposite, just because she loves to explore and find new things about herself.

Likes:

Partying.
Weed.
Music (Techno, rap, indie, etc).
Making music (Mostly techno).
Following her dreams.
Exploring new things.
Cats.
Art/Graffiti.

Dislikes:

Authority.
Cynics/brooders (she fucking hates them).
Country music.
Fighting.
Babies.

Hobbies:

Making techno music (Zoey preforms as a DJ at parties).
Partying.
Plays for her school's basketball team.
Spray-painting.
Drawing.

Background:

Zoey was born as the youngest child of a group of boys. A native of Greenbriar Zoey grew up in the town watching TV shows and movies... and always wanting a little bit more. Zoey felt like Greenbriar doesn't have what she wants, or needs, and never will. Which is why Zoey always aimed to leave, but was always swatted down. Now that's out of the way, right when Zoey turned five, her mother decided that she didn't want the family life anymore, and divorced her husband, and left. This left some interesting effects on Zoey as she was practically raised by boys. This changed her development, and she turned into a sports-playing tomboy the moment she reached sports maturity.

She was raised following dreams, and had a love of different brands of music. Zoey played around with instruments, but they weren't her thing (they hurt the shit out of her fingers). But, she was drawn to electronic music... and eventually, she figured out how to make music, and it became her obsession. Her grades plummeted as she aspired to become a techno artist. She dropped a few hot LPs on Soundcloud, but barely gathered an online audience. However, she finds her true audience by preforming at parties.

Once Zoey matured, her father wasn't very receptive of Zoey slacking. She graduated highschool by the skin of her teeth, but she was kicked out of her house when she refused to get a job. Zoey had to stay with a friend... and get a job. She got a job as a barista at the Cliffside Cafe, but she still indulges in her childhood fantasies, and parties a lot.

Power:

Electrical Manipulation: She can redirect existing electrical flows and arcs, as well as generate some from her own body.

The Catch: Her body is constantly building up a static charge, and it is often discharged upon touching metal or another person. Her shocks can be quite painful, though she no longer feels pain from them. Electronics can short out when she touches them, or even when she simply comes near if her charge is too great. It does take some time to build, though. So if she touches something metal she can safely touch other people or electronics for a little while.

Early Presentation: Will keep shocking people she touches, as well as seeing sparks when she touches metal.

@Gisk

Jasmine Caroline Woods

Jasmine Woods

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Name:

Jasmine Caroline Woods

Appearance:

Jasmine is a very pronounced teenager in terms of appearance. It's her deeply Ugandan, Ethiopian, and Kenyan roots (Though, oddly enough, she's mostly Ethiopian because her mother is pureblooded Ethiopian, and her father is part Ethiopian). That means that Jasmine here is African-American to her very bone. Afro-textured hair, brown-skin, thick lips, and of course the African facial-shape. She has a slightly nerdy vibe about her because she is utterly blind without her glasses, and hates the fact that she has to wear them. However, the girl is much more in line with urban girls. It's the way she dresses and acts, after all. Jasmine has the aura of a model, mostly because she loves to pose, and take pictures of herself. She's a girl that loves to be in tip-top shape, instead of being a slob. Because of this, the girl's body is pretty well-toned from exercise and the biz. She has the build of a runner because she's a track runner in school. The rest of her body is well-toned because of yoga-stretches, and body building.

All of this means that Jasmine is a tad muscular. Almost like she is aiming to become a model. She does have a bit of body-fat, and all it does is make the girl curvier. I'll go into that later. The girl isn't painfully tall at five-three, but her build more than makes up for it. She has a pear body-shape, instead of the famed hour-glass - but she makes it work. With her lower body being the wider part of Jasmine, her breasts aren't anything to write home about at 34B, but her hips and behind are wide. Her perfectly round behind is the butt of many jokes.

Jasmine walks with a swagger in her step, and sways her hips left and right. She definitely gives off the aura of a vain female with all the looks she gives people that tells them she's the queen bee. Though, she certainly has a playful side. It shows when she smiles - and that's only when she's around the people she trusts very much.

Personality:

A tad abrasive. Jasmine is a girl that is very vain and haughty about her talents, and appreciates all the love and admiration for being Greenbriar's finest child. She has a lot of confidence in herself, and the skills to back it up, of course. She's normally laid back until someone sets off that flaming temper of hers, then she turns into a screaming maniac that is blunt as hell. Like, she'll give people the most savage verbal beatdowns on the planet. Jasmine is blunt in general, but honestly, she mostly reserves that for the people who annoy her the most. She speaks in a casual and friendly manner, and uses the lingo and slang you'd expect a eighteen year old to use. Not overly energetic, but she puts enough passion into her interactions that leaves a good first impression. Usually putting on a confident smirk. Certainly playful and confident with other people, and tends to spout jokes, and the sorts. Jasmine is so confident in herself that, when she makes a mistake, she owns up to it, and takes full responsibility for it. Most importantly, looking down on people who don't.

Likes:

Hip-hop.
Techno.
Electronics.
Sports.
Cats.
Small Children.

Dislikes:

Metal.
Annoying introverts.
Weirdos.
Anything weird in general.
Tryhards.

Hobbies:

Modeling.
Track Running.
Basketball.
Soccer.

Background:

Jasmine was born as the daughter of two upper-middle class parents. She was called a literal miracle because she was born in the age when all the babies died of unexplained causes. Jasmine, due to her upbringing, had a headstart to pick her hobbies. She was always a ball of energy... like, she was a limitless supply of it. Which caused her to act out without any real outlet. It would be years before anyone would even think of putting Jasmine in a sport. She was made to join her school's basketball team, and became the team's star player in no time. With nothing but talent alone, she demolished the other schools with ease, and became a legend in Greenbriar in no time. Earning her a spot with the popular kids. She also joined the track team, and a friend of hers taught her how to play soccer. That was the start of her arrogance, since she was so much better than sports than everyone else, doesn't that mean she's a fundamentally better person? Though, Jasmine was an average student, she got by with them average grades. Once school was over, Jasmine spent most of her time practicing for real so she can join the WMBA. She also picked up modeling as something to do to get her more exposure.

Power:

Enhanced hearing. She basically can hear things that are a lot further away and also sounds that are normally too high-pitched for humans to even notice. Maybe later on she can use it as echolocation for in the dark.

The catch: Loud noises will actually hurt her ears, meaning stuff like a whistle, loud music or even people (including herself) talking loudly will be unpleasant for her.

((Reasoning: she can't do sports anymore that even slightly involve loud noises, and she will start to hate music))

@NightmareInd

[Polyphemus]

Miles Wellington

Name: Miles Wellington IV

Appearance: Miles is a Caucasian male, with the strawberry-blonde hair, blue eyes, and fair complexion of all the Wellington men. As a teenager, he's tall at 6'2" and fairly gawky.

His clothes are inevitably expensive and fairly conservative- collared shirts, slacks, oxford shoes, a blazer or cashmere sweater in colder weather. He also always wears suspenders instead of a belt. It's a Wellington family thing. Don't say anything or he'll punch you.

Personality: Miles is an unrepentant bully and generally unpleasant person. It's not for attention, it's not due to mental illness, it's not the pressures of society- he's just an entitled jerk who believes his money and family name give him the right to pick on others. Having never experienced consequences or adversity in his life, he is extremely shallow and expects everything to go his way.

Likes:
-Expensive clothing
-Fast cars
-Beating up plebes
-Party drugs

Dislikes:
-Plebes
-Being told "no"

Hobbies: Miles is something of a gearhead, he enjoys working on and driving cars. With his family's deep pockets and influence, he's not too concerned about speeding tickets or wrecks and thus can be found tearing down back roads at around 90 MPH, a hobby that has made him intimately familiar with the layout of the area.

Background: The Wellingtons are one of the real old money families of Greenbriar. They first made their money in the Oregon timber boom of the 1880s, and careful investment and diversification has only seen their wealth increase in the years since.

Miles is the latest scion of the Wellington line, living in the mansion at the top of the hill that everyone knows to avoid. His parents Miles III and Caroline hardly pay any attention to him- his mother is inevitably swimming in a sea of gin and his father is always off on business trips to Portland or Shanghai or Frankfurt or somewhere, leaving their son to be raised by a succession of housekeepers.

Without much in the way of supervision, he frequently got into trouble, occasionally picking fights with other kids. Inevitably, regardless of who threw the first punch, the official version reflected that Miles was only acting in self-defense. His arrogance only grew over time, he could do no wrong.

An entire childhood of this has resulted in a deceitful, arrogant, and entitled teen. He maintains an A+ average despite never studying, paying other students to do his work for him (and any teacher who gives him a black mark is out of a job in short order). Despite his abuse of pills, constant reckless driving, and tendency to physically assault other students he sees as "plebes", he has a spotless criminal record. People are only his friends because it's marginally safer than being his enemy, but Miles doesn't know the difference. Essentially, he has grown into a small-minded bully who is convinced of his own righteousness, and is looking forward to graduation so he can go terrorize another town like New Haven, Cambridge, or Raleigh- yes, he's destined for Ivy League in spite of it all.

Power
Inertial Dampening: His body absorbs kinetic energy after a certain threshold. Anything that hits him hard enough will suddenly lose almost all of its inertia.

[Ellion]

Maren

Name: Maren (Mars) Elizabeth West

Appearance:

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Maren stands at a proud 5'7" and has a lean and muscular appearance. She got her mothers hazel eyes and her father round face and brown hair. Style wise, she usually just wears whatever. Most of her wardrobe is made up of 'outdoors' clothing. Comfortable shorts, tee-shirt and tanks. When she isn't lounging or hiking, she usually wears 'cute and comfortable' hating to be restricted in her movements by any article of clothing.

Personality: Like any child who grew up guarded, Maren rebelled. Not in the 'I'm going to smoke and party all the time' sort of rebellion(although there was plenty of that). But in the 'I'm going to do it BECAUSE it is dangerous' way. While she isn't overly stupid about what she will or will not do, she doesn't put a lot of thought into it either. Jump off a bridge? Sure! Walk home in the dark? Of course! Camp by oneself? Yes!

She also loves to be around people. The more company the better, but she isn't going to wait around for others to make up their mind and is fine going off to do something on her own because it is what she wants to do. Which is why she does do so much solo hiking and camping. She like to be fast paced in everything she does and has little patience for people who cannot commit or decide quick enough. She is a leaper before a looker.

Likes: Fall, baggy sweaters, warm drinks, open fires, stars, cat snuggles, hikes, gum.
Dislikes: Smoking, rain, being still, not moving forward, debates lasting...longer than five minutes.
Hobbies: Hiking, biking, fourwheeling camping, anything that can be done in nature. She also loves learning, not school per say, but learning about what ever catches her fleeting interest.

Background: All Maren's parents wanted was a child. Both of them were doctors in their individual non medical fields. Having put their career first until much later in life and struggled with getting pregnant because of it. Maren's mother, Elizabeth, had over eight miscarriages before the comet passed over the sky. When all of the babies started dying it was all Maren's mother could do to get up every morning, fearing that this was the day when she'd lose baby number nine. She stopped going to her doctors appointments before the first ultrasound, too afraid of what the doctor might say.

She kept far away from others the entire pregnancy. She kept it a secret and she tried to keep it safe. Babies were dying and no one knew why. It was all she felt like she could do. The months passed by and one week shy of full term, Elizabeth gave birth to twins. A boy and a girl. A sickly one and a healthy one. Her father named them Maren Elizabeth for her mother and Caleb Warren for him. Caleb lived for three years, in that time Elizabeth and Warren drug their sickly son from one side of the country to the next, trying to save him. But it didn't help, Caleb died. It wasn't dramatic, one moment the twins were playing in the sandbox and the next he was gone, shovel still in hand and all. Maren doesn't remember much of him and most of the memories she does has aren't really her own, rather, stories that have been told to her so many times that she only thinks she remembers him.

Maren and her parents spent the next five years far away from Greenbriar, fearing that the place was the reason for their infertility and the illness that took their son. But everyone always goes back to their roots and when Maren was twelve, they returned to the small oceanside town. Afterward, her mother returned to the field and her father became a stay at home dad and started writing a book. With no other family but each other (both of her parents were only children whose parents passed long before Maren) there was really no where else for them to go anyway.

Maren's family is fairly well off and, unlike most who have had a child who died, the ordeal brought her parents closer together as a team.

On another note. As her senior years dies down, Maren has been spending her time arguing for a travel gap year before starting college. Her parents are less thrilled with that idea.

Power:
Pyromancy: More than being able to just control fire, she has it inside of her. At the best of times, her body is unusually warm, and at its most intense, skin contact could ignite dry brush or paper. This cycle is directly tied to her circadian rhythm, where she is strongest(and hottest) in the middle of the day, and weakest(and coolest) at night. She returns almost to normal when she is asleep.
At her hottest, it’s not uncommon for tongues of fire to flicker off of her skin.
Her own hair and skin are completely fireproof.

The Catch: Though she can control the actual fires that she summons, she can’t stop the little flames from coming off of her, or lower her own temperature, which can make her impossible for others to touch during a certain part of the day.

Early Presentation: Since the lights appear at night, she might not notice until morning, though anyone who touched her would find her skin to be extremely hot to the touch.

Rhys Fox

Name: Rhys Fox
Appearance:

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He usually dresses in fast drying clothing or swimwear. Until it starts snowing, he can be seen in flip flops or barefoot. His hands and feet are highly calloused from hard labor.

Personality: While Rhys isn't shy, he doesn't have a lot of friends either. Really great acquaintances that he hangs out with and parties with, but he just simply doesn't have the time for form close bonds. Between working and caring for his father and school, it had made him rather serious and was forced to grow up quickly. He has great work ethic and will always see thing through to the end, even if it is doomed to fail. Especially if he feels as though he has taken on a leader role. At the same time, he isn't nearly as grown up or as clever or as level headed as he thinks he is. He is prone to childish passive aggressive tactics towards those he see that 'rich' and will actively try to make those people seem foolish, or bait them into a full on brawl for no other reason than they are wealthy. He will also try to fight people he sees looking down at his father for being crippled or poor.


Likes:
Boats, sailing, oceanography, nature music
Dislikes:
Rich people. People who look down on his father.
Hobbies: Sailing, Fishing, Swimming, Snorkeling....Sailing.

Background:

Rhy comes from a navy based background. He was raised to respect authority. He was raised to be honest, hardworking, diligent and passionate. And most of all, he was raised to love the sea.

It was truly by chance that his family ended up in Greenbriar, Oregon at all. In fact, his mother hadn't even heard of the place before his parents happened on it on their way to Seattle for the final funeral of his father's mate who didn't make it. People in the navy weren't supposed to get hurt, they weren't supposed to die. They were supposed to be far from the action in subs and ships. But one sneak attack had injured his father to the point where he was honorably discharged and given medals upon medals. As though that was supposed to bring back his father's friends or his legs.

His parents had always traveled with his father's work. Never staying at any one base more than a year or two at most. Yet, suddenly they found themselves without place to call home. And they fell in love with the little town from the brief stop at the gas station. They packed up their belonging and move not long before the Red Lights flashed across the sky. It was even hard to say that they lived in the town, as for the first few years after Rhys was born, they lived in his father's boat. Growing up he didn't know it, but the army pension wasn't enough to truly support the family and they were flat broke.

It was hard for his father to find work after all, who would want to hire a no legged cripple. His mother also struggled to find jobs as she had married his father at 17 and never had to work a day in her life. It was never enough, not really. But slowly they were able to save enough to buy a small house. It wasn't much, but it was theirs and the way his mother spoke of it, it could have been a palace. Sadly his mother didn't get to enjoy it long. Not six months after they moved in, she was hit by some rich kid driving too fast and too drunk. The kid got a year in jail and probation and Rhys got to lose his mother. He was five years old.

His dad then sold the house and moved the two of them back into the boat. And that was were he lived to this day. It wasn't all bad, his father and him had been to some of the most beautiful places in the world. During summer vacation, they would just unhook the house and travel. His father never had to leave to work, he simply took the boat after Rhys would leave for school, fish and then return home to pick him up.

It was a good thing his father stayed mostly on the boat. At sea, he was free and at home. At sea he wasn't a cripple. On land, he relied on Rhys for nearly everything. And in his old age, he had started to rely on his son more and more. Fishing wasn't paying the bills anymore, so Rhys had to get a job at the yacht club, helping the rich people he hated so much 'feel like real sailors'.

Ideally, Rhys would have gone into the navy right out of high school, but his father forbade it. Now, all he can see his life is working at the yacht club and getting suck further and futher by being forced to care for his father's failing health.

Currently, his plan is to go crabbing in Alaska so that he could get enough money to get his father the help he needs and get the heck out of town.

Unmaking Touch: Inorganic materials that he touches break and corrode away. Metal rusts, machines fall apart, synthetic textiles unravel.

The Catch: Inorganic materials that he touches break and corrode away. Metal rusts, machines fall apart, synthetic textiles unravel.

Early Presentation: Inorganic materials that he touches break and corrode away. Metal rusts, machines fall apart, synthetic textiles unravel.

[Kyrisse]

Kassidy MacGrath

Name: Kassidy MacGrath

Appearance:
She stands 5'4, slender and pale with wavy red hair that reaches down past her shoulders, most often worn unruly and sometimes in a bun on top of her head with a few stray tendrils framing her face. Her expressive gray eyes are most often than not hidden behind black wire rimmed glasses. In truth, she doesn't really wear prescription glasses. She just likes wearing them as some sort of "screen" from the real world or some sort of "shield" from people who tries to "see into her". She can almost always be seen wearing a plain shirt of varied colors, worn out denim jeans and sneakers, making her look a little boyish. Once in a while she goes around town wearing sundresses that entirely transforms how she looks.



Personality:
Kassidy is a pleasant girl that loves conversing with people, particularly the elderly as she thinks she gets along better with them. She likes smiling and people always think of her as a bright cheerful child. But behind her gray eyes lies a deeply rooted pain and fear that she desperately tries to hide. She is often found in the cafe, working as a barista and a waitress. Other times, she can be seen in the library, her nose buried in a variety of books, from novels to cookbooks to history books. If not in the library, she can be seen by the window of her house reading a book with her ginger tabby curled beside her.

Likes: Books, Smiling, Chatting with people, cats

Dislikes: People trying to pry into her personal life (there aren't a lot since most people think her a carefree, problem free girl), insects

Hobbies: Reading, day dreaming, being friendly to and feeding stray cats

Background:
The only child of Susan MacGrath, the owner of Cliffside Cafe (if you guys don't mind me claiming said cafe). Her father, Leon MacGrath, a local carpenter, had wanted a male child and was more than disappointed when she turned out to be a girl. He had tried conceiving another child with his wife but she never conceived again. At first, Leon had tried to toughen up the child, teaching her to play with toys made for boys. He gave her male clothes to wear and always cut her hair short that most in town thought she was actually a boy. When she showed interest in books, dresses and dolls, her father had been so disappointed he began ignoring her. She missed the attention her father had given her that she tried to hide her girly interests. But her father was never the same. He became withdrawn and began disappearing from the house for long periods of time. He began neglecting his small wood work business. He also became cold to his wife and became angry at small things: how his wife was always busy in the cafe, how she never paid enough attention to him, how she indulged her only child's every whim. He began to drift further and further away until he became abusive. When Kassidy finally found out that he had gotten another woman pregnant, Leon had been so upset that he did something that put his daughter in the hospital. Soon after, Susan kicked her husband out of the house. To the present, Susan never discussed or brought up what had happened that day. Since then, she struggled to act as if everything was all right despite how her husband's absence affected her. In turn, Kassidy began pretending to be care free despite the fear that her father might someday return and begin an abusive cycle all over again.

Power:
Hysterical Strength: Simply enough, her physical strength is increased, but in proportion with her mental state. High energy emotions(happiness, anger, excitement) will increase her strength, while low energy ones(Sadness, listlessness) will decrease it.

The Catch: Her power responds to her deeper feelings, and she has no control over it. No matter how much of a stoic face she puts on, if a situation enrages her, she will find herself accidentally breaking things.

Early Presentation: A general inability to judge her own strength. She will break things, or be unable to open jars unexpectedly.

[NightmareInd]

Sam Spark

Name: Samuel Spark
Appearance:
He doesn't really care what color of clothing he wears, as long as he wears a hoodie and a pair of jeans he feels comfortable in. He also has blue sneakers he wears almost all the time.

Personality: He's a bit shy at first, and has trouble making friends. Once you get to know him though, he is a very loyal friend. He is easily afraid or scared, but once he gets his adrenaline pumping (especially if one of his few friends are in danger) he will go through fire for others.

Likes: His hoodies, playing badminton, to have friends.
Dislikes: Bugs, jumpscares, anything else you get afraid of easily.
Hobbies: Badminton (as it is one of the few sports where he doesn't have projectiles at high speed coming at him (at least not all the time) and isn't too smart for him like chess.)

Background: Already from young age it was easy to tell Samuel wasn't like the normal kids. He was afraid of almost anything, and this included people he didn't know. This made it hard for him to make any friends. He was also easy prey for the bullies because of this. After a certain age he started wearing hoodies, mostly to cover his face and hoping to be left alone, and it worked partially, so he kept on wearing them.

Power:

Energy Drain: Consumes energy from other human beings. There is a passive form, where he takes it in slowly from those around him, and a much faster active form that requires physical contact. Both can be sped up with a conscious effort, but neither can be stopped or slowed down from their base rate.
This energy helps replenish him. He can use it to heal faster, and to keep his stamina up. In a crowded place, he would never grow tired or need to sleep, even without using the active form. He could run a marathon with ease by taking little sips of energy from the other runners around him, and if he wanted to win the race, he could take even more by brushing against them, slowing them down and allowing him to put on a burst of speed.

And since I’m sure you’re wondering, yes, he can borrow the powers of other players, but only so long as he maintains unbroken physical contact.

The Catch: He no longer generates enough energy to sustain himself from metabolism alone, and needs to be around other people(and therefore leaching from them) to stay healthy and strong.

Early Presentation: Being around other people suddenly gives him a kind of boost, it makes him feel a bit more awake and alert. Conversely, he’ll learn when he retreats from social situations that he will feel a bit run down within a few hours of ceasing contact with others.
Touching someone will give him a pleasant jolting “high,” and maintaining that contact will keep the buzz going.

[GirlOnMarz]

Kiera Miller

Kiera L. Miller

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|| NAME ||}} Kiera Latoya Miller
|| NICKNAME ||}} Everyone calls her "Toya"

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^{{{ Free-Spirited • Creative • Untrusting • Intelligent • Brutally Honest }}}
|| PERSONALITY ||}} Kiara has always been a carefree girl. She learned to be that way because life is too short to dwell on your mistakes or mishaps. She is someone who isn't weighed down by the troubles of everyday life, and is always herself regardless of the situation and lives life to the fullest. She's not restricted by other people's opinions. Kiera is girl who still smiles when things aren't going too well, taking a positive outlook on life and trying to make the most of it - her spirit isn't damped by little things in life, she's free spirited. She is sometimes overly guarded and secretive. When everyone is talking about more personal subjects she is good at hanging back and not contributing, changing the subject, taking the attention off of herself, or giving vague, evasive answers. She hates talking about herself, but, being the observant person she is, loves to hear about others. She's an overall fun girl to be around, as long as you're someone she finds to be a good person.

|| LIKES AND DISLIKES ||

+ The color orange
+ Sweet Tea
+ Poetry
+ Dancing
+ Old School Rap & Hip-Hop
- Country Music
- Parties
- Ignorance/Racism/Bigotry/Homophobia/etc.
- Ungratefulness

|| HOBBIES ||

• Photography
• Writing Poetry and Stories
• Dancing (Hip-Hop)

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Kiera Miller was born on a rainy Thursday morning to Andrea Jones and Tyler Gibson, two young, naive and unprepared eighteen year olds. Andrea had given birth in her college dorm room, keeping the radio volume all the way up so no one could hear her scream. After being previously being pressured to "get rid of" the baby by Tyler, Andrea finally decided that she should give her baby up. She'd arranged a meeting with a seemingly normal African-American couple, at which she'd hand her away. The more mature couple had been pregnant for eight months before losing their baby a few days before. Instead of telling anyone about their dead child, they brought home Kiera instead, eager to show off the new member of their family. The two never told anyone, including Kiera, about what happened. The couple saw Kiera as their "second chance," and told her, as she grew up, that she was a gift from God. They raised her to be an intelligent, humble, and bright young woman.

Kiera grew up in a moderate sized apartment with her Mom, Dad, and pet dog. Money had never been an issue for her family, seeing as how her Dad was a lawyer, and her mom owned her own pastry shop. Life just couldn't get any better. That is, until her parents split up. Kiera was twelve years old when she'd heard her parents arguing late at night, worse than they'd ever had before. They argued for about ten minuted before her Dad packed his things, and left without saying goodbye. She'd never hear from him again, other than a few postcards and letters for her birthday. Later on she would learn that her dad had fell in love with a man, and left town to travel the world with him.

From then on, Kiera and her mother had to work extra hard to keep her shop up and running. Without the extra money coming in from her dad, Kiera and her mother had to work extremely hard to continue making a living for themselves. Kiera had to get a job when she turned fifteen, also helping her mother with the shop from time to time. Despite having to work, Kiera still excelled in school, graduating with a 4.0 GPA, her motivation being that one day she'd become so successful that she'd be able to come back home one day, look her mother in the eye and say, "I can take care of you."

Power

Kierra miller has the following power:

Time DeSync: Kierra can desynchronize her own personal time with that of the rest of the world. The upshot is that if she speeds her time up, she can move “faster” than everyone around her. Desyncing too far can destabilize her atomic structure(and that of objects desynced with her) leading to matter simply dissolving away as molecular bonds break. This will happen from the outside in, so it will present as tearing of clothes at first, and then burns that look like road rash. She can desynchronize ten times faster(or slower) before sacrificing her atomic structure(So, if she’s jogging at a human average of about eight miles per hour, she could stretch that as far as eighty miles safely).

The Catch: Her time is unstable, and without conscious effort it will swing back and forth, making her perception of time completely unreliable. She also still only has her normal biological stamina, and therefore will need to rest and eat “more often” than the rest of us, if her time is sped up.

Eearly Presentation: Subtle, but noticeable fluctuations in the flow of time. Driving in particular will be quite difficult until she has a grasp of her powers.

((Reasoning: Her unstable time makes any rhythm based hobbies difficult, or even impossible.))

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Mary Smith

Mary Louise Smith

Gender: Female
Appearance:

Mary stands at the height of 164cm (5'3") accompanied with a slim figure which she maintains through regular exercise and a (usually) healthy diet (not all of us can have an ideal figure naturally). Her clothing style is rather practical. She likes dresses, however, saves them for more formal occasions. Generally she wears denim pants or shorts, all topped off with her converse boots. She refuses to wear anything low cut or shows her stomach. She won't wear short shorts either.

Personality
Mary has always had quite a good-natured down-to-earth personality. She very caring towards other people and wary of their feelings, the last thing she wants to do is hurt someone. She is a cheery young woman and is rarely found without a smile on her face or enthusiasm dripping from her words. She craves adventure, thrills and new things. She's often one trying to convince others to go on that giant rollercoaster with her or to try something new with her, although she'll almost as happily do it alone. Mary will happily participate in activities some may see as childish but does know when she needs to act her age. She strives to have a happy and enjoyable life and wants the same for those she holds dear.

Mary is confident in herself and her actions, often to a fault. She sometimes feels she knows what she's doing and can develop a bit of an ego from it. She has trouble asking for help. She hates admitting when she's wrong or when she has made a mistake. She feels asking someone for help will lead to others seeing her as stupid and sometimes can't swallow her pride to face the fact she needs it. When things don't go as she planned or in a positive direction she can get frustrated easily.

Likes:

• Chocolate ('cus what woman can resist that?)
• Music of the harder genres
• Young children
• Listening/playing music. Mary is a drummer but has quite a nice voice
• Ocean breeze
• The smell and sound of rain
• Tea

Dislikes:

• Most forms of housework (unfortunately it does have to be done)
• The sound of ceramic item clanging together.
• Being confined in small spaces
• Bad drivers
• Traffic (Mary, admittly, formulates small cases of road rage at times)
• Bad breath
• Arrogance

Hobbies:

¤ Playing/performing with her band
¤ Socialising
¤ Reading
¤ She often jokes eating is also a hobby of hers

History:
Rachael and Johnathon Smith were overjoyed when they discovered Rachael was carrying not one but two growing girls. The couple had been trying for 6 years for children and both had wanted a large family, perhaps twins were a good omen? Excited and seemingly more in love than ever the married couple prepared possibly too the point of over-preparing for their bundles of joy. Toward the beginning of Rachael's third trimester, however, their pregnancy took a bad turn. Eventually they were told by a collection of specialists that the chances of even one of the babies surviving even to their birth was unlikely and on a couple of cases advised to get an abortion. Although distraught the couple refused to do what seemed like murder to them, particularly to their own children. If these babies were to die it would be naturally, not because they forced it. So on they went, hopeful and fearful of future.

Racheal's water broke at 36 weeks and, despite a long labour, the birth went rather smoothly. The couple were even more overjoyed than when they discovered Rachael was pregnant and were more than pleased at the arrival of their identical twin girls. One was larger and completely healthy while the other, although slightly smaller and a bit sickly, was rather healthy.

The couple had 6 weeks with the young girls under the advice of watching the smaller one before things turned for the worse for their 'healthier' child. Eventually there was nothing they could do and she died of unknown causes leaving the smaller child. Deep in grieving the couple promised to make the best life for little Mary as they could in the other baby's honour.

Growing up Mary's life was actually quite ordinary. Her parents took good care of her and she grew to be a healthy young woman even if smaller than average. She surrounded herself with as many friends as possible and attempted to avoid drama. She didn't particularly belong to a clique but floated between quite a few

Power

Body Shifting: Her body can stretch and contort, allowing her to twist around things, fit into small spaces, or even grow taller.

The Catch: She cannot alter the mass of her body. So stretching actually stretches her thinner, and there’s a limit to how much she can compress her body to become smaller(She can reduce her total volume by about three times).

Early Presentation: Anything that tugs, pulls, or pushes on her would meet less resistance than with a normal person. She will also find her bones bend rather than break.

((Reasoning: Fear of small spaces.))

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James(Jimmy) Martin

Name: James (Jimmy) Martin

Appearance: Jimmy stands 5'11, and weighs 225 lbs. He has a medium build. His hair is long, curly, black and he usually keeps it in a bun, or pony tail(rabbit tail in his case). His skin is medium tan and his eyes are light brown. On the days he works he usually wears khakis and a nice shirt, but on his off days his outfit of choice tends to be basketball shorts and a t-shirt plus a black and grey skull cap with a picture of the grim reaper on it.

Personality: The fact that Jimmy is really deep down an introvert usually comes to a surprise to most people on account of how open and personable he seems. Which isn't really because of a love of being with others but due to his need to please and make sure everyone gets a long. Really, too much time spent around anyone has the effect of wearing him down. To compound the problem Jimmy has a high level of emotional empathy and can't help but suffer when others are doing so. So a lot of time is needed in solitude or with his dogs to regain his composure. One of the things that scares him the most is the spotlight and he'll usually resort to self depreciating to get out of it, or exit stage left. He also enjoys watching people, when there far enough away from him. He dreams of either some day becoming a writer or winning the lottery so he could spend the rest of his days on a far off place with lots of snow and few neighbors.

Likes: Animals, Anime philosophy, history, and learning random facts

Dislikes: Crowds, hot days, alcoholic beverages(more for the taste than effect), meat(moral reasons but he really misses the taste)

Hobbies: Taking his Siberian huskies for long walks along the beach. Reading(pretty much anything but his favorite genres are sci-fi and fantasy) Listening to music (pretty much anything but for rap, some pop, and current country(a woman looking sexy on a tractor should not be turned into a song!)). He enjoys writing but its the hobby he gets to do the least thanks to never being able to find himself in the mood to really get working on one of his stories.

Background: Jimmy grew up in a small house hold that consisted of him, his parents and his sister, who is three years older than him. Their family was a lot bigger, but due to the constant criminal behavior and violent tendencies of the expanded relations the household was pretty much the only blood relationships that he is in contact with. Most of his life went by as easily as it could. Due to him never putting very much effort into his studies he never rose to the higher percentage of his class, but thanks to a natural intellect he didn't find himself squirming at the very bottom. After graduating high school he got a part time job at the Cliffside Cafe and enrolled on some online classes with an aim towards English and Literature.

Genetic recompilation.

He can transform his body to take on traits(or, with great effort, the entire form) of other living animals. He can use a snake’s genes to simply add venomous fangs to his normal body, or a cat could give him retractable claws.
He cannot add or remove mass to his body, so any and all changes he makes will still use his own weight and proportions. For instance, if he transformed wholesale into a honey badger, it would be a 225 lb honey badger. The same would go if he tried to become a moose, or a blue whale. He would simply be a larger or smaller version of whatever creature he attempted. The greater the physical change, the more effort it costs him to make it.
Transformation is painful and takes time, and so partial transforms are usually more practical. For instance, he could not grow wings, because that would simply add too much mass to his body. But he could transform his arms into wings.

The Catch: He has to consume the creature whose traits he wishes to adopt. It has to be raw, and reasonable fresh. When he consumes, he makes a conscious choice about traits he wants to take from it. The more he wants, the more he has to eat.

Early presentation: An overwhelming urge to eat raw meat, as well as a strange consciousness of the mechanics and architecture of other living things.

((Reasoning: It messes with his vegetarian morals and love of animals. How will he cope with the sacrifice of his morals in exchange for power?))

[Gisk]

My Character

Name: Audrey Springer
Appearance:

A skinny girl with nut brown skin, and shiny, straight black hair cut in a pixie cut. Her almond eyes are vivid green, and her face is often without makeup, though her head is rarely seen without a hat. Her face tends toward the deadpan, and she dresses for comfort, usually in favorite ripped jeans and loose tops in the summer. Fall and winter will see more intact jeans and flannels.

From her collar bones to about halfway down her breasts is inked black, from where she covered a Greenbriar Rogues tattoo after she ran away from home.

It is not at all uncommon for her to be adorned with scrapes or gashes, and occasionally even stitches.

Personality: Generally friendly and conversational in disposition, but her refusal to be stepped on often makes her come off as "bitchy." She's quick to remark that the same behavior in men would be considered normal. She does have to admit that she has a temper, and is easy to get in a fight with. This, along with her general vulgarity tend to get her in trouble, but she's quick to forgive her friends(not so quick to forgive an authority figure).

She is a doer, one to find solutions to her problems, and one to do it herself. Fiercely independent, she hates asking for help, and hates feeling powerless.

She's known for getting into fights, and isn't afraid even of people who could obviously hurt her very badly. She will absolutely bring a knife to a fistfight, or a gun to a knife fight.

Likes: Loud and fast in general. Seafood, as well as the ocean. Pop punk and metal music.

Dislikes: Authority, pretension, responsibility.

Hobbies: Tuning her motorcycle, bar hopping(with a fakey). Surfing(a particularly dangerous hobby at the local beach, but there's a small following of people who do it anyway). Kickboxing.

Background: Her paternal grandfather was a young GI, and his grandmother was an even younger girl from Korea who became infatuated with him and went back to Oregon when the war was over. At home, he became a mechanic and joined the local motorcycle club, the Greenbriar Rogues. His son became a member as well, but he produced a daughter(also from a woman he met overseas, though he had been stationed in Okinawa). Audrey had to fight hard to be seen as an equal around the shop and the Rogues' clubhouse, and never quite managed it in either place.

She was expelled from Greenbriar High for decking a teacher, and dropped out of Riverview's school to just keep working at her grandfather's shop. She in turn left both the shop and the town after her generally sexist treatment at the hands of the men who worked there(including the ones related to her).

She is only just now returning to the town, bitter and contrite after she has run out of money and ready to make some kind of amends with her family.

Power: She heals on skin-to-skin contact. It is involuntary, and when she does it, she takes on 70% of the injury onto her own body.

Motorcycle

Very much custom Honda Valkyrie.

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James Wylder

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Standing at about 5'8", James is best described as 'average'. Not skinny, not fat. Not out of shape, but not muscular. James is the kind of person who goes unnoticed when standing in the middle of an empty room, just because of his lack of "uniqueness". The only thing that really makes James stand out is his face -almost perpetually cut and bruised. James has a self prescribed "ironically indie" sense of style. He wears a strange mix of hipster skinny jeans and flannels alongside trashy bro-tanks and snapbacks. He almost always can be seen wearing his cherry red varsity jacket, in spite of any weather.

James is what those who know him best would describe as the 'classic cool guy'. He tends to get along with anyone almost effortlessly, even through his laissez-faire attitude. Of course, this isn't really the case. More than anyone else, it seems, he cares about what people thinks, and is an extreme try-hard when it comes to making others like him. That said, his temper is something rather legendary. He will lash out rather violently in the short term, but long term tends to not hold grudges. He is rather superficial, living for pleasure rather than success.

+ Music, sans modern country
+ Parties
+ Personable people
+ Attractive people
+ Taking risks
- Inactivity
- Being disliked
- Unattractive people
- People who 'harsh his buzz'

◦ Selling drugs
◦ Partying
◦ Cross country
◦ Film

Born to a John and Mary Wydler, James spent his time as a child largely alone. This was especially accented by the far too early death of his twin sister, who lived a miserable and sickly two years before tragically passing. John and Mary were out of the house for elongated lengths of time, working jobs in Riverside, while James was left alone to entertain himself in Greenbriar. The loneliness became even more prominent at the age of twelve, when Mary disappeared without so much as a note.

Growing up, James tried his damnedest to not dwell on the loss of his family, filling the holes in his social life with as many people as he could. Eventually, this (and a lack of parental supervision) lead to James becoming very well acquainted with the "party-party-yeah" side of Greenbriar, where he began his 'career' in dealing drugs. In his high school years, James became one of the best places to go for a hook-up this side of Greenbriar.

His personal stream of cash from his 'night job' allowed James to live far above his supposedly low-income. Though his father wondered, he was either working or drinking -never time to question his son. In this time, James made an impression on just about everyone in town, yet somehow never truly impacted anyone. He became something of a recurring side character in everyone's personal story -always there in some form or another, but never in the spotlight.

He is not invisible, but rather others simply fail to notice him. Any items he is holding fall under this filter, as well as most objects that he interacts with, and changes he makes to the environment.

The Catch: This power is always "on." The only times it stops affecting someone are when:

1) He is physically touching that person.

2) He extends the filter(by touching, interacting or holding) to something that that person is looking directly at.

To reapply the filter, he must break visual contact with the person. When the filter is reapplied, the victim will remember seeing him, but will not be able to spot him again, no matter how hard they try.

[BogeyDope]

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Gabby Dickerson

Gabby Dickerson

Name
Gabby Dickerson

Appearance
African-American female, brown hair, brown eyes, slightly curvy and somewhat built. Often found wearing the wardrobe of light shirts and shorter shorts, and wearing a lot of sub par protective gear when working in the warehouse. Varying in paler colors for her tops, but almost always jeans at the bottom. Always wears a black and red pair of tennis shoes. She's built just a little, as she does a whole lot of exercise (not to mention her father giving her training drills sometimes), and with her work in welding in light industry, she has gained quite a few scars, burn marks and other such from being exposed to all sorts of stuff.

Personality
Almost always optimistic, with the mindset on the journey, rather than the destination. While she is rather resilient, she does have her own moments of realism, where she would quit for the good of herself or others. She sees the good in other people, though that still has yet to be tested.

Likes
Chocolate Ice Cream
Swimming
Trees
Nature
Animals (especially puppies)
Nerdy people
Metal and Metalworking

Dislikes
Cynicism
Cynical people
Cable News networks
War
Unnecessary drama/conflicts
Sweet potatoes (especially Sweet Potato fries... ugh!)

Hobbies
Gardening
Treasure hunting with her pet dog Kirk
Roleplaying on RPGuild
Occasionally breaking the 4th Wall
Welding

Background
Gabby grew up under a veteran father and sweet mother, her father having served two tours in Iraq and Afghanistan, each, under the flag of the U.S. Army. Her father, Jack Dickerson, wasn't around often for Gabby but when he was around, he was like the best thing to her. Her mother, Kendall Dickerson, was one of the wisest Gabby has ever known. Due to the high mortality rate of infants after the event, Kendall was quite thankful for the fact that Gabby made it out alive, and since then, Kendall has seriously 'babied' Gabby up until she graduated high school. Some of that still shows in Gabby's character, and while Gabby does know a bit about the world, she chooses to ignore it and not let it get to her. She currently works as a metalworker in a light industrial warehouse with some of her friends, who often fix various stuff for the town.

Power

Animal Bond: She has created an intrinsic link between herself and her dog, Kirk. Through it, both have taken on some of each other's traits. Gabby has a greater hearing and sense of smell(not on the same level as Jasmine, mind), but also gains some of his nature. She becomes protective to the point of aggression.

Kirk, meanwhile, has become a great deal smarter through his link with Gabby. He is far beyond any dog, and most animals, and even has some level of self awareness and capacity for reason. He sees her as his pack leader, and will obey her unflinchingly, and with his new level of intelligence is able to take on much more complicated commands. He doesn't need to be trained to turn the light off, because when she tells him to, he knows what it is that she's trying to communicate.

Though he may gain some capacity for English, he does not automatically understand it(though he understands her through their link) and will have to learn from others trying to talk to him.

@Gisk