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8 yrs ago
i have obtained the winds of blessing that shall lead to freedom and new power.
9 yrs ago
Ocean Man, the crust of a tanned man imbibed by the sand. Soaking up the thirst of the land.
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Is my enemy's enemy my enemy, or my friend?

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You're really only here to stalk my shit, so just go ahead man. I can't really stop you.

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Whoo, OOC. Time to work on the character.

Edit: Hope the powers aren't too much. .w.
I picked up Payday 2 recently, so I'm heisting big time in between posts.
Finally got a post off!
While several new arrivals as well as people that'd been there for quite a while flopped about through the deluge of students wearing their insecurities on their sleeves and being awkward towards everyone else, Florence simply didn't care. She darted rapidly back and forth between groups of people to introduce herself, whilst also invading the personal space of anyone that she felt needed a bit of a startle. But for the most part, it seemed that the people she ended up talking with weren't that interesting and often bored her to tears. When she had her fill of boredom, Florence moved onto another person in an attempt to find someone interesting.

It was then that she'd spotted a target. Someone lounging about on a couch, not paying attention to their surroundings. Crouching, with a rather wicked grin on her face, she began to creep towards the back of the couch. She pushed past several people, crawling along the ground. When she reached the back of the couch, she lightly rested her hands on the ledge above her before popping up and pushing her face forward to land squarely in the personal space of the boy* sitting on the couch.

"Hiiiiiiiiiiiiaaaaaaaaaa~" Florence said, smiling. "What's your name, age? I'm Florence, 16. But don't call me Florence. I like nicknames!"
I'll be posting when I wake up!
Interested!
Real School Life Simulator 2015, complete with assigned roommates.
This is definitely going to be a fun RP with all these different powers and personalities.
And plotting relations? What do you mean?
@Wintergrey I think pyro would be the best way to go, although I vote for a weird configuration of teleportation. .w.
"Beauty's only skin deep? Bah. Tell that to this lovely kidney~"

Name: Florence Richardson
Nicknames/Aliases:She's garnered many over the years, mostly from bullies. But she does like the nickname Nightie.
X-Men Code Name: Stitches
Gender: Female
Age: 16
Physical Description: At about 5'4" and 96 pounds, it's not exactly wrong to say that Florence is a rather frail individual. She doesn't have many curves to her body, something that she somewhat resents along with her height. Her skin is deathly pale due to a near constant avoidance of the sun, which leads to her becoming sunburned quite easily. Her eyes are a bright hazel/green depending on the light and are also somewhat small. Florence's face and features show her half Asian heritage. Her hair is platinum blonde, but she likes to partially dye it brown because she doesn't like how bright it is naturally. Typical clothing include t-shirts with red crosses, a brown or black leather jacket, and a pleated plaid skirt. She wears small, thin-rimmed black glasses with rubies embedded in the hinges.

Mutations: Florence was born with telekinesis and an unnaturally high intellect for a human being. Unfortunately for her, she never had the same kind of almighty telekinesis as others. Her telekinesis was limited to about an arms length, maybe a foot or two more, in front of her and behind her. All things considered, that sounds like it should be highly useless, but there is a saving grace. Her telekinesis has several modes of operation, or so she says. This has yet to be proven, as she refuses to show. And along with that claim, it is confirmed that her telekinesis has a quantifiable enhance in strength and general force. Probably as a result of being short-changed on range. Although she hasn't managed to do it, she reasons that eventually she might be able to shift around someone's organs if they're very close to her. She has not attempted however, as she doesn't want to do it and accidentally rupture anything.

Her intellect is genius level, perhaps a bit lower on the scale but still superhuman. She graduated out of school quite early in life and has a great grasp on higher level maths, a couple of languages, and human anatomy down to a T. Her intellect was boosted greatly around the time of her mutant awakening, throwing her brain into overdrive for a short while. Unfortunately, it seems that around the time of her awakening she was also inflicted with a bit of slight intense psychological instability as well as a lack of inhibition.

Personality: As previously mentioned, Florence is a bit... unstable. It's very easy for her to change emotions on a dime, and can switch back and forth between moods so fast that it can even surprise her. When she's not flipping back and forth between several emotions like a crazed dog that hasn't seen a human in several years, she's usually a very cheery and smile-filled individual who has a tendency to be quite playful. Unfortunately, she can be a bit too rough with her play and can end up seeming a bit creepy as well. Florence, since her awakening, has had a deteriorating sense of inhibition and she finds it much easier to be open with others as well as reaching for personal goals.

She takes an odd amount of enjoyment from the human body, enjoying showing off her expertise with anatomy by pointing out specific muscles and bones, as well as major arteries. Another quirk of hers is to point her hand out in a finger gun position and say "Bang" quietly when someone gets near her. Never really explained by her. Florence is very, very nervous and paranoid about being attacked or taken away in her sleep and as such, tends to deprive herself of sleep for days at a time. She also suffers from sleep-walking and typically ties herself down before she goes to sleep.

Background: Florence had a rather normal life growing up. She went to school like any other kid, but as she got older and older her mother took note of her daughter's intelligence and began to push her somewhat to do more with what she had. Piano lessons, advanced placement, skipping grades. And, honestly, Florence was happy with it. She wanted to be a doctor more than anything, to help people, to cure illnesses previously considered incurable. Then she awoke.

When her mutant power awoke itself, in the middle of her college education, she freaked out for days on end wondering what it would mean for her. Her career, her future. But as days passed, she found more and more that she didn't care about her career much anymore. She wanted to further explore her abilities, but wanted to do so that'd be safe for her. After doing some online searching, she found out about Xavier's School for Gifted Youngsters. However, upon attempting to find more information about it, she was redirected several times to Ashford's Institute. Deciding that that might be her best chance (and it was closer, gas money and all that), she enrolled in the school as quickly as she could and has since settled in somewhat. Although day by day, she continues to deteriorate mentally.

Recap of your mutations awakening: Kids are cruel, man. Florence knew that better than anyone, she thought. One day she was sitting in her school's courtyard, eating her lunch by herself to avoid conflict with her fellow students when she felt something hit the back of her head, hard. When she turned around, she saw one of the girls that'd been bothering her since she arrived at the school with a handful of rocks. She attempted to simply avoid conflict and smile the girl away, but the she wasn't having it.

As soon as she turned around another rock was thrown at her head. And when she attempted to ignore the girl in the hopes that she'd just get bored, another rock. After 3 or so rocks and the back of her head becoming sore, Florence could no longer take it. She turned around to scream at the girl, but as soon as she did another rock came whirling at her face. She braced for impact as fast as she could but expressed shock when she didn't feel intense pain in the following moments. When her eyes opened, the girl was staring in a wide-eyed fashion as the rock stopped itself in mid-air and crushed itself to dust. Almost immediately, Florence ran to the infirmary to be sent home early on the grounds of hallucination.

She found out a few days later that it wasn't a hallucination.
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