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“Trust me, kid. You wanna walk away… or you’re gonna have a really bad time.”
Name: Felicity Stark
[In reference to her]“Don’t let the smile fool you, she’s ALWAYS smiling”
Age: 23
“Mercy or genocide, it’s up to you. However, as the consequences against those I love increase… you will answer to me.”
Personality: Felicity is rather laid back, often sleeping wherever and whenever, regardless of the time. Her laziness is a combination of fatalism and apathy. She wonders at times if her increase in indolence stems from her knowledge that there are other people out there with abilities. People who would be willing to do some… horrible things that could lead to the death of those close to her. She’d always been rather uncaring in everything she did but it only further increased when the horrible idea of horrible humans being given power became a reality. Is it even worth putting in the effort if everyone is going to just get fucked anyway? Can she even compete with some of the killers out there? Conversely, she suggests that this knowledge could be "a poor excuse for being lazy."[2]
Though Felicity is usually agreeable, she becomes eerily serious at particular moments. She is also observant; Felicity has always had the uncanny ability to read the someone’s expression and read their body language, being able to tell if their hiding something. She enjoys making bad puns and dumb knock-knock jokes, although the fact that she performs at a fancy lounge as a main act hints that she may be a talented comedian. Regardless of the cool, uncaring personality she demonstrates, she actually enjoys stuff like science fiction movies and even reads comic books showing off her geeky side. She also HATES making promises, believing that all promises had to be broken sooner or later and would rather not make the investment.
“Just give up. I did.”
Biography: Felicity and her younger brother Michael were both left on the doorstep of an orphanage in New York when Felicity was 7 and Michael was 3. They both remained in the orphanage for years considering no one really wanted to adopt 2 children at the same time. And considering the siblings refused to be separated, it was difficult for them to be adopted for longer than 2-3 month intervals. With Felicity’s laziness and unwillingness to try mixed with Michael’s energetic and loud personality made them a headache to handle for the typical unprepared couple.
Eventually, Felicity turned 18 and was basically forced to leave. However, she would not leave without her brother. So, in the dead of the night, she grabbed her 14-year-old brother and ran away with him. They moved away to a different area of New York (Brooklyn) and found a small apartment for them to live in. (Felicity may or may not have been doing small jobs in her teenage years to be able to afford a small apartment.) She got a job at a popular lounge club as a stand-up comedian known for making crappy jokes that still made you laugh for how cheesy they were. And when her brother finished school, he decided to go to college considering he wants to be a chef. They aren’t gonna be partying like rockstars anytime soon, but they’re comfortable and won’t be going hungry anytime soon.
When Felicity got her powers, however, she didn’t really care much. As long as she could take care of her brother and still do her thing, she could care less about her powers. She may practice with them on the odd day but she still couldn’t care much. The only reason she cares even a little bit is due to her realization in regards to other people having powers. Growing up, she’d always had the worst opinions on humanity due to her experiences. So, with the idea of a bunch of other people having powers that are… who knows how strong? It makes it even more difficult for her to plaster on her usual smile and go on about her day, knowing that her having some sort of confrontation with another powered being was nearly imminent at this point.
“On days like this, kids like you… should be burning in hell.”
Powers: No idea.
