Liv
| Name |Olivia Rebecca Flux
| Code Name |Blitz
| Age |26
| Gender |Female (She/Her)
| Sexuality |Your guess is as good as hers
| Relationship Status |Single
| Race |Gifted
| Gifted Class |Conflicting reports of Alpha and Delta
| Allegiance |The Republic, but more and more herself
| In-Depth Appearance |Liv's appearance is a little chaotic. She's 5'4", skinny, and pale white. Her face, arms, and neck are covered in a speckle of freckles. For her slim frame she's surprisingly well muscled. Her hair is patchy, with large missing chunks, and long remaining strands. The right side is completely shaved. Her hair is a mix of platinum blond and bright pink dyed pieces. Commonly she'll cover it with a hat or helmet, though she's not embarrassed. Either way she almost always has her goggles with her.
At a glance you can tell Liv isnt a stranger to a tumble or two. It not uncommon for her to be banged up and bandaged in several places. Shes almost always covered in some sort of dirt, particularly around her knees and elbows from all her tumbling. An intricate tapestry of tattoos winds its way up her left arm, extending onto the rest of her body. The tattoos intermingle a variety of scars. Most of the scars tend to be piercing wounds. She does have a single scar going through her eye brow and onto her left cheek and a few piercings through her ears. She is missing her left leg up to the knee, which has been replaced with a metallic prosthesis.
While she may not picky about what she wears, she'll often strip off clothing to less than most people would wear as she tends to run hot. She does despise a uniform however. Always within arm's reach is a cigarette or cigar, a trusty companion amidst her disorder. She always has a weapon slung over her shoulder, on display for the world to see. After all, Liv has never been one for subtlety.
| Personality |♦ Resilient ♦ Reckless ♦ Manic ♦ Impulsive ♦ Chaotic ♦ Ruthless ♦
Liv's is a firework, explosive, and a little unpredictable. She's a bundle of energy, often manic, and always looking for the next adventure or fight. She's got a bit of a wild streak and a bloodlust that often lands her in more trouble than she bargained for. Despite her impulsive nature, Liv is no fool. She's highly intelligent allowing her to get by while working for The Republic. She often plays it off with humor and absurdity.
She's stubborn as a mule, especially when she gets an idea in her head. Though Liv is exceptionally adaptable, often coming up with creative solutions to problems. She's also not one to shy away from changing course or making a swift exit when things don't go her way, her teleportation ability comes in handy for that. She never claimed to be brave.
Despite the chaos of her personality, Liv holds steadfast to a few principles. She has a curious sense of honor when it comes to teleportation. She never steals during her jumps, instead she always leaves something in exchange for what she takes. This little quirk to Liv is a vital rule.
Underneath her manic and chaotic demeanor, Liv is resilient. This resilience is reflected in her constant joking and teasing. It's her way of keeping her guard up, they are her walls. She's not one for distance, often invading personal space without a second thought. It's just another way she keeps people on their toes, unsure of how to handle her.
Living with the threat of cancer and the physical toll of her powers has made Liv more reckless than ever. She doesn't let the idea of cancer get her down, instead choice to live for each moment. She's impulsive, but not aimlessly so. Every action, every teleport, is her thumbing her nose at fate. After all, if life's a ticking time bomb, she might as well enjoy the fireworks.
| Likes & Dislikes |✔"Trading"
✔ Smoking Cigars
✔ Teleporting
✔ Falling
✔ Teasing
✔ Traveling
✔ Blowing shit up
✘ Being serious
✘ Standing still
✘ Walking
✘ Slow stuff
✘ Onions
Abilities and SkillsLiv has the ability to teleport, a subset of psychokinesis. She can teleport to any location she's previously visited, bringing along anything or anyone she's touching at the time. Larger object have a higher tax load. She does not have a limit on range to which she can teleport. Every time she teleports, she enters a bubble 4th dimensional bubble that can move her near instantly anywhere, any position, and any sub-velocity (less than the current one she has, she cant increase her speed). This means she doesn't flip upside down when teleporting to Australia, and she doesn't break her neck when she teleports from the poles to the equator.
What comes along with this bubble is a build up of heat and radiation. Each teleport causes her internal body temperature to rise a fraction as its trapped within the bubble. The radiation leaking through adds to the heat trapping in the bubble while damaging her body. Thankfully its for micro portions at a time, but if she teleports rapidly it can add up. This can result in her being out of commission in order to cool down. When pushed to extremes she can encounter heat-stroke, nausea, and black-outs. While the radiation adding to the heat of the bubble is bad enough on its own it also has the side affect of causing her body to by pinholed with radiation every time she jumps. The exact amount of radiation and heat depends on the distance and amount shes transporting, but with the frequency the she teleports, Liv's body is riddled with cancer.
One benefit of her ability is it does allow her a heightened spacial awareness of her surroundings. This is especially useful as when she teleports into an object it can cause intermingling of the atoms between both interfering objects as they fight for placement. This has lead to many injuries over her lifetime, including the loss of her left leg. With practice over time her own atoms have started to win out more so injuries aren't always serious. For good reason she doesn't like to practice this technique.
| History |Liv's powers emerged early when she was just a few months old. Her infant instincts prompted her powers to activate causing her began teleport all over the country. Her parents never could find her after the night her powers kicked in.
Eventually she was brought into the custody of The Republic. Seeing her potential they leaped at the chance to shape her into their tool. She was trained, conditioned, and broken into serving them. As their own personal teleportation system, Liv transported everything from soldiers to raw materials, saving them time and resources. There were even the few occasional times one of the higher up used her personally for traveling. The worst things they made her do was collections. Picking up of other Gifted. Despite it she was ruthlessly efficient at her job.
Thankfully they never could figure out how to limit or control her powers themselves. She was always free to teleport wherever she wanted to her hearts content. Though she was well aware of the multiple trackers in her system, the bomb in her spine, and the electric collar around her neck. She never could go far before she was called back.
For over two decades, Liv was the backbone of The Republic's transportation. But the toll of her power usage began to show. After years of intense use her body was already showing major signs of deterioration. Worn out and never given a chance to rest, she became more and more rebellious, much to the annoyance of The Republic's officers. She started to wrack up multiple complaints about her actions and behavior. To mitigate the situation, they sent her off to the prison camp. This way, they could slow down her physical degradation without losing their precious tool. A harsh solution, but one The Republic saw as necessary.
| Family |None she knows of
| Strengths |- Resilient - knows how to deal with pain
- Adaptable - can fit in to most situations
- Creative - always uses her powers in unique ways
- Cancer - she dying
- Stubborn - can't give up things
- Impulsive - doesn't always listen. Can be chaotic
| Theme Song |
Cherry Bomb - The Runaways
”Hello world, I'm your wild girl
I'm your ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-cherry bomb”
| Extra Information |Anything else.
