| NAME: | Ashley Kim
| NICKNAME(S):| Ash
Kim
| ALIAS(ES): | (The) Weaver
| ABILITIES: | Empath
His power is in line with the sublime state of collective consciousness (If you’ve ever watched Sense8, it’s the same idea).
1. At the most basic state, he’s very emphatically inclined to other living beings, able to grasp onto their feelings, motives, and subtleties. He’s also naturally good at persuading people to feel or think a certain way, although not to a perceived ‘supernatural’ extent—-like a natural social psychologist.
2. The more supernatural aspect of his powers comes in the form of accessing the collective consciousness in varying degrees. This implies various things; first, it means he can manipulate the minds of others (not only humans!) through inception—planting idea seeds, subtle pushes or pulls of thoughts, or strong implantations of emotions. Secondly, he can directly connect with other living beings, linking to their conscious in what is known as limbic resonance; the experience is likened to fusing two identities to become one, and can be a hugely personal/invasive or subtle experience, depending on context. He has the most influence on a person in this state, but the other being from doesn’t have the same access to his conscious self as he does, theirs. This is due to how the process works. Imagine it like this: a string represents a conscious, and in limbic resonance, his string coils around another, instead of melding into it. This means there will be some parts of his string that can’t be accessed by the other. To be clear, this is not a mental takeover; however, there are degrees of influence—-from merely seeing through another person's eyes to having their physical faculties be puppeteered if consented (this goes both ways). The applications of limbic resonance will be further explored/explained the more he uses it.
3. Weaknesses/Limitations: He can only be in limbic resonance with one living being at a time, and no longer than 1 minute for humans (longer for beings with a lesser conscious), although this can increase as his emotional intelligence and mental protection strengthens. The reason being, in limbic resonance, both participants are at risk of losing their senses of identity (which dangerously increases if he tries to exert too much of his will on another person or vice versa). Also, while in this state, his physical body is vulnerable, and he really can’t do much.
| SAMPLE POST: |Ash picked at the various dishes with his chopsticks, and felt his stomach churn—-he didn’t want to be here. The red envelopes from the evening were limp in his pockets, and he wanted desperately to run away from the dinner table. As he watched his parents mingle with his siblings, Ash remembered why coming back was a bad idea; he lowered his head and shoved food in his mouth as fast as possible.
“Ashley, have some more noodles,” his mother chided.
He looked up and his lips thinned, ”No thank you.”
“Mom, his name is Ash,” his older brother chimed in from the left with an awkward smile.
“Right, that.” His mother laughed uneasily, as if indulging in a bad joke.
The atmosphere became frigid, and Ash glanced to his father, who continued eating as if nothing was happening. But he knew better-—his father was boiling underneath the curtain of stillness, and wanted nothing better than to see him leave the room. Ash resumed eating as quickly as he could while the conversation picked up again. It seemed so long ago when he could call this place home.
He ate at the last pieces of noodles stuck to the ceramic and laid the chopsticks atop his bowl. Ash managed a smile and stood before saying, “I have to get going. Thank you for the dinner.” He grabbed his coat from the chair and turned to leave--
BANG
His father slammed a fist onto the table, cups and plates clattering against the wooden surface. Everyone stilled and Ash tensed, his shoulders rising and falling. He spun around and matched his father’s gaze, silent with rage. They stayed like this for a moment before his father looked back down at his meal and continued eating. In the silence, Ash looked at the other faces around the table—his mother’s looking at him with the same angry disapproval, his sister’s gaze burning a hole in her lap, and his brother’s staring up at him with apology etched in the lines.
He kept his head high as he left, shutting the door behind him with a final click.
| NOTES:|Ash uses He/Him pronouns and is male passing, which means he looks and sounds like a dude. Talents include computer programming/hacking and hustling. My fav drink is Jasmine Milk Tea
