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Location: The Beach - Pacific Royal Campus
Welcome Home #1.0016: I Could Use a Drink
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Interaction(s): Harper @Qia, Mei @Garden Gnome, Gil @Roman, Lorcán @Lord Wraith, Rory @Webboysurf, Haven @Skai
Previously: Sights and Sounds


Harper’s lips curved upward involuntarily as Aurora’s voice floated toward her.

“Somebody has to keep these maggots in line,” she quipped, her hand sweeping across the beach to emphasize the scattered debris. The sun-drenched sand was still somewhat strewn with remnants of carelessness—discarded wrappers, forgotten plastic bottles, and the occasional abandoned flip-flop. “Or this place will be a disaster zone by the end of the day,” Harper added, her tone half-serious, half-teasing, “And don’t you dare say I’m being too hard on them. Someone has to remind them that this beach is more than just a playground. It’s a fragile ecosystem—a sanctuary for creatures big and small. Like...Kat and little Rothy. And I care immensely about both! So there!” She harrumphed with a pout before dissolving into giggles, Aurora joining her with a melodic laugh.

“I would never! You’re not wrong though… I’d be devastated if they ruined the beach.” Aurora commented as her mind drifted, thinking of the many evenings she’d spent sitting on the shore listening to the waves crash and letting her panic wash away. That, and the boy who’d often keep her company.

“In all seriousness,” Harper continued once she caught her breath, her eyes dancing, “you’re looking at PRCU's new and one and only lifeguard.” She struck a pose, hands on her hips, channeling her inner superhero. “Watch out, world! Harper’s on duty.”

The redhead was brought out of her nostalgic thoughts by her friend’s energetic excitement. “That’s great, Harper! I can’t think of anyone better for the job. It’s the perfect community contribution for you.”

Harper’s gaze shifted from the sun-kissed beach to the worn pages of her sketchbook at Aurora’s comment. “Thanks, Rora,” she replied, her voice soft. She traced the curve of the protagonist’s winged back with her fingertip. “I’ll have to add you to my list of subjects.”

“I’d love nothing more.” Aurora stated before turning to Mei, who had just joined them, giving the girl a welcoming wave as she sat down underneath their umbrella.

The redhead had never been great about being on the receiving end of compliments. Although she greatly valued the sentiment of someone going out of their way to say something nice about her, it was always a challenge to find the words to convey her appreciation properly. Throughout her time at PRCU she had gotten better at accepting them, but still, she much preferred to give a compliment rather than to get one herself. So, when Mei complimented her swimsuit, she did her best not to hesitate and simply offered the girl a genuine smile back.

“Thank you! I’m just really hoping I don’t burn to a crisp. Wouldn’t want to start off the semester on the wrong foot.”

Luckily for her, Gil’s approach took some of the pressure off by changing the subject. “Gil! It’s great to see you too.” She replied to his greeting. “Of course, this year is going to be one to remember, I just know it.”

It truly was hard for Aurora to believe that after 7 years, she was going to be graduating from Pacific Royal Collegiate & University. It had been a long and winding road, mostly bumpy, to get to this point, but she felt fortunate that all of the twists and turns had brought her here. Looking back, she was a completely different person now from when she had first stepped off that ferry as a skittish 12-year-old.

Almost as if on cue, the only person who was fully able to recognize how much she had grown, how much she had truly changed, ran across the beach. The boy who had been by her side through it all, the one who had crossed her mind only a few moments prior. The redhead watched as Lorcán threw a football back to Rory as he joined their group of Canis friends. Most of the girls she knew would have focused their attention on his toned torso or his strong arms, but Aurora found herself gazing at his sunset colored eyes and his bright smile.

While the majority of their current Blackjack cohort enrolled in the first year of University, Aurora and Lorcán had been there for the long haul since Collegiate. He’d been a constant for her since the beginning, and for a girl who only knew change her whole life, it meant everything.

Calli’s arrival caught Aurora’s eye, and she took her focus away from the brown haired boy for only a moment to greet the resident Ice Queen. But, clearly something happened in that split second, because when she looked back she found herself wincing as she watched Lorcán hit the ground with a thud. He might have been an athlete, but that didn’t mean he was always the most coordinated.

“Looks like Myotis could have a real shot at the Laurels this year…” She joked to Gil, blissfully unaware of what had actually caused the boy to take a football to the face. As he sprung up from the ground though, she let out a breath she didn’t realize she had been holding. A small part of her felt at ease knowing he was okay.

And then Lorcán was looking their way, waving, and Aurora’s face flushed almost instantly as they made eye contact. Sure, they had seen each other over the summer a decent amount - they’d spent many nights together right here, on this very beach, like they always had - but for some reason, this felt different. Maybe it was because all of their friends were around, and yet, Lorcán’s attention seemed focused on only her.

Or maybe it was just a little hot outside and she was seeing things. Yeah, that was it. At least that’s what she told herself as her mouth grew dry. She needed water… or an alcoholic beverage.

Standing up, she brushed the sand off her legs. “I’m going to go grab a drink if anyone wants to come with me,” Aurora shared, the words seeming to catch in her throat just a tad, “Rory practically brought the whole liquor store with him.” She began to walk towards the group that had formed around the cooler, but as she made her way over, she couldn’t help but watch as Amma sauntered across the sand, power radiating outward with every step. The redhead felt goosebumps raise on her arms as the raven haired girl reduced an innocent shell to dust.

There was something off about her, and until Aurora could figure out what it was, she was going to give that girl a wide berth and keep her distance.

Shaking off the fear that had tightened her neck and shoulders, she continued on until she was in earshot of Rory, Haven, and Lorcán, easily maneuvering herself into the conversation. “Yeah, Rory, really sweet of you to think of everyone.” Aurora leaned down to grab a hard seltzer and cracked it open, taking a long swig. “Where’s your brother? Will, right?” She asked, having remembered that he was starting at PRCU this year. She then directed her attention to Haven and motioned to the cloudless sky “Perfect day, right? I saw you out there before, you looked like you were really enjoying yourself.”

Aurora’s left hand absentmindedly moved up to her necklace as she began to fiddle with the heart shaped charm along the gold chain. “Hi Lorcán,” she looked up at him with a smile, “Catch any good waves this morning?” She took another sip from the can in her right before continuing, knowing that the brown haired boy had kin of his own starting this year as well. He had told the redhead all about her over the last few months and how excited he was for his cousin to join him on campus. “And what about Ripley, is she here yet? I can’t wait to meet her.”
In BHHS: Limitless → 2 mos ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
In BHHS: Limitless → 2 mos ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
In Commencement: A Pacific Royal Collegiate & University RP → 2 mos ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
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Location: Myotis House Dorm/The Beach - Pacific Royal Campus
Welcome Home #1.005: Sights and Sounds
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Interaction(s): Harper @Qia
Previously: N/A

TW: Domestic Violence

Sometimes when Aurora closed her eyes, she was brought back here.

Back to the small ranch house at the end of a cul-de-sac, with its beige stucco exterior and red clay tile roofing. She could feel the bite of the cool metal of the doorknob as she turned it, a stark contrast to the dry desert heat that flushed her skin. The redhead could picture every detail in that house, the one that she used to call home, so vividly. Things like the wood grain pattern of the walnut cabinets in the kitchen and the exact shade of the taupe tiled floor. As she walked inside, she was greeted by the scent of her mother’s perfume - peony and rose. The smell invited her in; told her to stay a while, say hello, even.

But the sound of the front door opening and closing did the opposite, igniting a panic that quickly took over her body. Within seconds, her feet moved almost of their own accord to what was once her childhood bedroom; she was a girl retracing hurried steps she knew well. Bland blue walls with glow-in-the-dark stars haphazardly pasted to the ceiling awaited her. Aurora closed the door behind her, locked it and waited, dreading what she knew was coming.

First was the yelling. A male voice - rough and cold - and a woman’s voice - petrified and breaking. The redhead couldn’t make out any distinct words, every consonant and vowel seemed to meld together into a cacophony of sound. Next was the slamming of doors, the shattering of glass, the echo of skin hitting skin. As the shouting continued into a crescendo, Aurora’s clammy hands found her hot ears to try and block out any of the noise. It was loud, too loud. Too much.

Footsteps grew heavier, the vibrations radiating through the house, growing closer. The sheer terror in the woman’s voice was palpable as the handle of the bedroom door started to jiggle, but Aurora remained frozen, trapped in the suffocating grip of fear. Hot, silent tears pricked at her eyes.

And then in the doorway stood a figure, outlined by the harsh glare of the hallway light. His silhouette was imposing, casting a long shadow that seemed to swallow the room whole. Aurora's breath caught in her throat. She could feel the weight of his gaze, heavy with anger and resentment, boring into her soul.

With a trembling hand, the redhead reached out, grasping for something, anything to anchor her back to reality. But there was only emptiness, a void that threatened to consume her whole and -

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Aurora’s eyes shot open, her mouth dry and chest heaving as she frantically attempted to acclimate to her surroundings. Light crept in through billowy white curtains, illuminating her plants and the pictures propped on her desk. Loosening her vice-like grip on her duvet, she inhaled deeply and exhaled, attempting to calm and slow her pounding heartbeat.

She was in her dorm. She was safe. It wasn’t real.

That had been the redhead’s third nightmare of the week. At least she had managed to sleep through the night this time.

It happened every summer; the still emptiness of campus triggered something in Aurora’s brain that had every fear of hers crawling back to the surface. She knew in her heart that come fall everyone would return, but the little voice in the back of her head told her that they were gone for good, and this was just a continuation of the vicious cycle that was her reality. But today, her heart would win the battle with her mind, as students came back to campus for the new school year; her last year at Pacific Royal Collegiate & University.

The redhead found her footing and climbed out of bed, shuffling to the bathroom to wash the now sticky sheen of sweat from her skin. She stayed there for a while under the spray of the shower, letting the scalding water cleanse both her body and mind. She spent some time mentally preparing herself for the day ahead - it was going to be a long one, especially given that she was not well rested.

It wasn’t until the water began to run cold that she turned off the shower and started to get ready. Aurora had promised Harper that she’d meet her down at the beach, which was an annual tradition for the weekend prior to the start of classes. Everyone would be there, most having returned from their summer adventures, both good and bad. And as much as the redhead would love nothing more than to attempt to go back to sleep, a promise was a promise and she always kept her word.

Aurora was never one to wear a lot of makeup - maybe some blush across her cheeks and nose and some mascara to highlight her baby blues - but one step she never skipped was applying concealer to cover the bags that seemed to have purchased permanent real estate underneath her eyes. No one needed to be privy to her sleeping habits… well, no one else. Lorcán, Banjo, and Haven were plenty, as it was.

Some odd minutes later after drying her hair and getting dressed, Aurora locked her dorm behind her and began to make her way towards the beach on foot. She didn’t always feel the urge or see a reason to teleport everywhere. Sure, it was faster and more efficient than walking, but today she wanted to witness PRCU come alive again for herself. She needed to see it. So as she walked, she intently listened to the chatter and excitement of new and returning students who had already arrived back on campus. Some were swapping stories of their summers spent with family or traveling abroad, while others asked questions such as where the Intake House was or how they could get to the Administration Building. As Aurora overheard each conversation, her heart grew warm and her anxieties melted away. Things were as they should be.

Once the paved pathway met the beach, the redhead immediately slipped off her sandals, letting her toes dig into the sand. Out of instinct, her whole body relaxed as she smelled the salty air and heard the gulls fly overhead. There was something grounding about the water and the waves that she could never put her finger on. She wasn’t a strong swimmer, she didn’t even learn how to swim until she got to Dundas Island and was forced to learn for her own safety, but nonetheless, the surf hitting the shore triggered the quiet in her mind she so desperately craved.

Looking around, she searched for Harper but also watched as her classmates enjoyed the beautiful day. Some students simply sunbathed, others were playing football or volleyball, even some had ventured into the water. The unbridled joy and happiness was a sight to behold after a quiet summer on the island. It brought a genuine smile to the redhead’s face.

“No littering, maggots!”

Well, there was Harper. Yelling at some new students who had chosen to abandon their trash unceremoniously on the beach. Seemed very fitting for the brunette to be laying down the law - after all, it was common knowledge that she had an affinity for structure and the rules.

Aurora waved to her friend as she closed the distance between them, sitting down underneath an adjacent umbrella and tucking herself into the pocket of shade that it provided. Thus was the curse of being a fair-skinned redhead - unless she was actively trying to look like a tomato, direct sunlight was not advised. As she got comfortable, she removed her cover-up, revealing a two-piece bathing suit underneath - rest assured, she had thoroughly applied SPF 100 before leaving her room and brought extra to spare.

“Remind me later not to litter in your presence... where did you even get that thing?” Aurora asked with a laugh, setting down her bag and fishing out the book she had brought to read. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw the sketchbook that lay open on what she assumed was a recently completed drawing. Peering over at her friend’s creation, she beamed. “Oh Harper, this is beautiful." She commented, not aiming to be nosy, but genuinely impressed by her friend's skill and wanting to compliment her like she deserved to be. “You are so talented - I can only hope that you’ll draw a picture of me one day.”

In Commencement: A Pacific Royal Collegiate & University RP → 2 mos ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
A U R O R A
A U R O R A
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"I could be anywhere I wanted to in a heartbeat... but I have nowhere else to go."
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C H A R A C T E R P O R T R A I T
C H A R A C T E R P O R T R A I T
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C H A R A C T E R S U M M A R Y
C H A R A C T E R S U M M A R Y
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Aurora "Rora" Daphne Mitchell
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October 28th, 2007 | 21 | Caucasian
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Single | Female | Heterosexual
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Kingman | Arizona | USA
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Myotis | Team 21 - Blackjack
C H A R A C T E R S T A T S
C H A R A C T E R S T A T S
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◼ B U I L D || Slender, Small Frame
◼ H A I R C O L O U R || Golden Copper
◼ E Y E C O L O U R || Blue
◼ H E I G H T || 5'5"
◼ W E I G H T || 128
◼ S C A R S || She has a medium length, thin scar on her left forearm from when Damon threw a beer bottle across the room and some of the glass bounced in her direction. She needed 12 stitches.
◼ T A T T O O S || Not yet, but she's planning on getting the quote "Only you decides what breaks you" on the back of her neck after graduation.
◼ P I E R C I N G S || Both her ear lobes are pierced and she has a second piercing on her left ear that one of her roommates did for her in the Collegiate Dorms.
◼ O T H E R || N/A
C H A R A C T E R C O N C E P T
C H A R A C T E R C O N C E P T
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TW: Domestic Violence
Aurora Daphne Mitchell was unexpected in more ways than one. The product of a one-night stand, Aurora's mother Sasha was young, too young to even think about having a child - she wasn't even out of high school when she found out she was expecting - and Aurora's father didn't even know she existed, as he left shortly after she was conceived.

Living in a dead end town off of historic Route 66, Sasha struggled to make ends meet in a place that didn't have much to offer in terms of opportunity. She worked two jobs to stay afloat and the first few years were tough (at points they were forced to live in her mother's car) but when Aurora was 5 her mother met a man who changed their fate. Damon Fray might have had questionable morals and his money and resources were acquired through illegal means, but he gave Sasha and her daughter shelter and safety and that was everything then. He and his friends were notorious in Kingman for their bad deeds - dealing, stealing, and violence - most of it driven by hate and directed towards Hyperhumans. Eventually, his kindness wanted and he began to take out his frustrations on Aurora's mother both physically and mentally.

Aurora's powers first manifested at age 10. Damon and her mother were arguing viciously and as she leaned up against her bedroom door attempting to figure out what had set him off this time, Aurora wished she could be somewhere else, anywhere but there. The next thing she knew she had teleported outside of her room and then again into the living room. Sasha noticed her daughters spontaneous emergence, but thankfully Damon did not. After diffusing the situation, she immediately knew it was no longer safe for her daughter to stay there; who knew what Damon would do if he found out Aurora was special in that way. She knew he would not share the same acceptance she had been able to find in her heart, and so, Sasha did the hardest thing she'd ever have to do - let her daughter go.

Under cover of night, Aurora was dropped off at a children's home in a neighboring town with strict instructions from her mother to hide her abilities at all costs. Young Aurora at first didn't understand why it had to be this way, but quickly learned that the world feared people like her. She bounced from foster home to foster home over the next two years - as soon as each placement figured out she was Hyperhuman, it was on to the next. It wasn't until the children's home had simply run out of viable options that they enlisted the assistance of H.E.L.P. to have her sent to P.R.C.U. Shortly before Aurora's 13th birthday, she arrived on Dundas Island and has remained there ever since.

M A N N E R I S M S & P E R S O N A L I T Y
M A N N E R I S M S & P E R S O N A L I T Y
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Aurora navigates the world with a cautious gaze and a guarded heart, her experiences having taught her that people aren't always what they seem. She's learned to rely on her instincts to guide her and because of this, she might come off as reserved, quiet, or introspective upon first meeting because she's simply observing and assessing the situation.

However after she lets down her initial defenses, Aurora's warmth and compassion shines through. Her demeanor softens and her guarded expressions give way to a genuine smile that lights up any room and and an infectious laugh. She's gentle and unassuming, chooses her words with care, and moves gracefully but deliberately. There's a quiet confidence in the way she carries herself, indicative of a resiliency beyond her years. The turmoil and well, damage, that lies beneath this superficial layer though... only few will ever see if chooses she lets them in.

Aurora's unyielding determination is a trait she got from her mother; watching her work tirelessly to provide for them and witnessing her relentless grind for their survival is something that the redhead carries with her everyday. As a result of it, Aurora is incredibly hardworking and is fueled by the desire to carve out a better future for herself.
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A B I L I T I E S, L I M I T A T I O N S, & W E A K N E S S E S
A B I L I T I E S, L I M I T A T I O N S, & W E A K N E S S E S
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H Y P E R H U M A N A B I L I T Y || T E L E P O R T A T I O N
__PRIMARY CLASSIFICATION || EXOTERIC
__SECONDARY CLASSIFICATION || FUNDAMENTAL
__POWER SCALE || 5
__THREAT CLASSIFICATION || Γ

Aurora has the power of teleportation: to move instantaneously from one location to another without needing to occupy the space in between. She also is able to move matter (objects or people) in the same manner. The redhead only needs to think and/or visualize where she would like to travel to (near or even sometimes far) and within seconds she will appear there spontaneously.

Smaller distances are easy, like breathing, and don't tire her or deplete her. But longer distances take more of a toll and might require a bit of rest afterwards depending on the situation. The same goes for objects and people - teleporting on her own is one thing, but teleporting heavy objects and people requires more of her energy.

L I M I T A T I O N S || R A N G E A N D E N E R G Y

At this point in her training, Aurora's greatest limitation of her powers is range and distance. When she was a child, she could only travel extremely short distances - across the room or at most 30 feet away. Since then, she's expanded her radius exponentially to include anything within her field of vision at any moment, the entirety of Dundas Island, and further away places that she has visited previously and knows well (such as the Children's Home in Arizona). But if she has never been there before, or she cannot visualize the location, she is not able to teleport.

Additionally, Aurora's ability to teleport is affected by her energy levels. If she is tired or spent significantly, she is unable to teleport at the same capacity as she can at full strength. Either she'll attempt to teleport somewhere and will only end up halfway to her intended destination or if she's particularly lacking in energy she won't be able to teleport at all.

W E A K N E S S E S || F O C U S A N D P A N I C

Aurora's teleportation abilities rely heavily on her mind, and in order to teleport somewhere she needs to be completely in control of her thoughts to direct them specifically towards a certain location or reason to move. She has done a lot of work personally - meditation, intention setting, even therapy - to calm, clear, and focus her psyche, but she still struggles from time to time. Enemies can take advantage of this through distraction, but she also at times can be her own downfall. The years she spent witnessing her mother's abuse and the constant displacement while in the system definitely took its toll, as she has harbors lot of residual anxiety and panic that proves to be a barrier to reeling in her racing thoughts.

P L O T ( S ) & G O A L ( S )
P L O T ( S ) & G O A L ( S )
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I'd like Aurora to muster up the courage to reconnect with her mother at some point. She is able to fully visualize her childhood home in her head so theoretically she could teleport there, but she has never taken the opportunity to do so - it's a tough subject for her. Aurora's birth father is also somewhere out there and she's always wondered who he is/what his story is.

In terms of interaction with other characters, Aurora has deeply rooted trust issues as well as fear of abandonment due to her upbringing, so I think she would really benefit from a close relationship of some sort (whether it be romantic or platonic). She has superficial bonds with her classmates but she needs to break down her walls and let someone into her life on a deeper level in order to heal. Only then will she be able to reach her full potential.
S K I L L S & T A L E N T S
S K I L L S & T A L E N T S
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◼ A G I L I T Y || Due to her smaller frame, as well as the necessities of her power set, Aurora is fast on her feet and agile. Where she lacks in brute strength, she makes up for in her quickness, both in thought and movement.

◼ O B S E R V A T I O N || Aurora has a keen sense of her surroundings at all times. She prioritizes listening and watching before she acts, and utilizes details to help read situations and solve problems.

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◼ M E M O R Y || Hand and hand with her observancy, Aurora has an excellent photographic memory. It comes in handy academically as she's able to read a textbook once and recall the smallest details, and also socially as she never forgets a face or name.
C H A R A C T E R A R S E N A L
C H A R A C T E R A R S E N A L
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◼ J E W E L R Y || Aurora has a heart shaped pendant that her mother gave her for her 8th birthday that she wears every single day. She's had to get the chain replaced a few times due to her growth but you'll always find her with it on - she twirls it when she's deep in thought or nervous about something.

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◼ H E A D P H O N E S || You'll never see Aurora without a pair of headphones. She is a huge music person and loves to listen to various genres from Rock to Alternative to Pop. In addition to music, she uses them when she has no interest in socializing so that people will leave her alone, and also uses them to block out any additional ambient noise

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◼ L I G H T E R || Although she does not smoke, she'll always have a lighter on her just in case someone else needs one.

◼ F I R S T - A I D K I T || Aurora carries a mini first-aid kit in her purse. She's got band-aids, alcohol wipes, gauze, and some antibiotic cream for the odd cut or scrape when there isn't a healer present or the infirmary is a little too far.

A D D I T I O N A L N O T E S
A D D I T I O N A L N O T E S
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P O S T C A T A L O G
P O S T C A T A L O G
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P E R S O N A L P R O M P T S
P E R S O N A L P R O M P T S
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E N T E R I N G I N T O Y O U R F I N A L Y E A R, W H A T A D V I C E D O Y O U H A V E T O A N E W S T U D E N T?

Make the most of every day at P.R.C.U. - I truly mean that. Don't let each day, however mundane it may seem, pass you by. Go on the adventure across campus with your roommate, challenge yourself to ask difficult questions... tell that boy you have feelings for him. I can't even express how lucky you are to be here in this sanctuary. Practice gratitude every morning that you wake up on Dundas Island. Not every Hyperhuman is as fortunate.

W H A T W E R E Y O U R A S P I R A T I O N S W H E N Y O U S T A R T E D H E R E? W H A T C H A N G E D, W H A T S T A Y E D T H E S A M E?

When I was a kid, I didn't know what the possibilities were for my future. In all honesty, I wasn't even sure I would have one. All I want is to make sure that kids like me, products of the system and abandoned Hyperhumans, have the opportunity to reach their full potential.

I F Y O U C O U L D M A K E O N E C H A N G E T O Y O U R T I M E A T P . R . C . U ., W H A T W O U L D I T B E?

I wish I had used my resources more and had been willing to ask for help sooner. I've felt so alone for most of my life and what I seemed to forget was that most people here felt the same way. If only I had reached out sooner, maybe I would have been able to fully appreciate the community that P.R.C.U is built upon. It would have saved me a lot of lonely nights along the way.

R E L A T I O N S H I P S H E E T
R E L A T I O N S H I P S H E E T
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☯ NEUTRAL ☯ || ☮ FRIENDS ☮ || ♫ BEST FRIENDS ♫ || § TENSE § || ♥ CRUSH ♥ || ☠ ENEMIES ☠
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☮ Barnes, Haven ☮
"We're cut from the same cloth. Haven gets me in a way that only few people can - we'll always have a special bond because of that."


☯ de Leon, Calliope ☯
"Calli and I aren’t not friends… but admittedly I’m a bit intimidated by her. Maybe this year will be different?"


☮ Kruger, Katja ☮
"I really admire how passionate Katja is, not to mention how caring and protective she is of the people she cares about. Definitely the girl you want to have in your corner."


☮ Tyler, Rory ☮
"Rory is an all around good guy. He's funny and charismatic and can be a bit loud, but you could never hate someone like him."

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♫ Baxter, Harper ♫
"Harper is one of my favorite people here. I know she'll always have my back no matter what. That kind of loyalty is rare."


☮ Galahad, Gil ☮
"Gil is great, I've gotten to know him quite well since he's one of Lorcán's best friends. Really charming guy."


☮ Olyphant, Banjo ☮
"There's more to Banjo than meets the eye. I feel fortunate that I've gotten to know him better than most. We're not all that different, him and I."

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§ Cahors, Amma §
"I know trouble when I see it, and Amma screams trouble. I keep my distance from her."
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☮ Hisamatsu, Mei ☮
"She always holds her own. That's a trait that shouldn't be underestimated."


♫ ♥ Roth, Lorcán ♥ ♫
"Lorcán is really important to me. He's special.
I... I truly don't know what I'd do without him."

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C H A R A C T E R P O R T R A I T
C H A R A C T E R P O R T R A I T
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C H A R A C T E R S U M M A R Y
C H A R A C T E R S U M M A R Y
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Aurora "Rory" Daphne Mitchell
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October 28th, 2007 | 21 | Caucasian
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Single | Female | Heterosexual
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Kingman | Arizona | USA
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Myotis | Team 21 - Blackjack
C H A R A C T E R S T A T S
C H A R A C T E R S T A T S
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◼ B U I L D || Slender, Small Frame
◼ H A I R C O L O U R || Golden Copper
◼ E Y E C O L O U R || Blue
◼ H E I G H T || 5'5"
◼ W E I G H T || 128
◼ S C A R S || She has a medium length, thin scar on her left forearm from when Damon threw a beer bottle across the room and some of the glass bounced in her direction. She needed 12 stitches.
◼ T A T T O O S || Not yet, but she's planning on getting the quote "Only you decides what breaks you" on the back of her neck after graduation.
◼ P I E R C I N G S || Both her ear lobes are pierced and she has a second piercing on her left ear that one of her roommates did for her in the Collegiate Dorms.
◼ O T H E R || N/A
C H A R A C T E R C O N C E P T
C H A R A C T E R C O N C E P T
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TW: Domestic Violence
Aurora Daphne Mitchell was unexpected in more ways than one. The product of a one-night stand, Rory's mother Sasha was young, too young to even think about having a child - she wasn't even out of high school when she found out she was expecting - and Rory's father didn't even know she existed, as he left shortly after she was conceived.

Living in a dead end town off of historic Route 66, Sasha struggled to make ends meet in a place that didn't have much to offer in terms of opportunity. She worked two jobs to stay afloat and the first few years were tough (at points they were forced to live in her mother's car) but when Aurora was 5 her mother met a man who changed their fate. Damon Fray might have had questionable morals and his money and resources were acquired through illegal means, but he gave Sasha and her daughter shelter and safety and that was everything then. He and his friends were notorious in Kingman for their bad deeds - dealing, stealing, and violence - most of it driven by hate and directed towards Hyperhumans. Eventually, his kindness wanted and he began to take out his frustrations on Rory's mother both physically and mentally.

Aurora's powers first manifested at age 10. Damon and her mother were arguing viciously and as she sat at the top of the stairs helplessly, Rory wished she could be somewhere else, anywhere but there. The next thing she knew she had teleported to the base of the stairs and then again into the living room. Sasha noticed her daughters spontaneous emergence, but thankfully Damon did not. After diffusing the situation, she immediately knew it was no longer safe for her daughter to stay there; who knew what Damon would do if he found out Aurora was special in that way. She knew he would not share the same acceptance she had been able to find in her heart, and so, Sasha did the hardest thing she'd ever have to do - let her daughter go.

Under cover of night, Aurora was dropped off at a children's home in a neighboring town with strict instructions from her mother to hide her abilities at all costs. Young Rory at first didn't understand why it had to be this way, but quickly learned that the world feared people like her. She bounced from foster home to foster home over the next two years - as soon as each placement figured out she was Hyperhuman, it was on to the next. It wasn't until the children's home had simply run out of viable options that they enlisted the assistance of H.E.L.P. to have her sent to P.R.C.U. Shortly before Aurora's 13th birthday, she arrived on Dundas Island and has remained there ever since.

M A N N E R I S M S & P E R S O N A L I T Y
M A N N E R I S M S & P E R S O N A L I T Y
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Aurora navigates the world with a cautious gaze and a guarded heart, her experiences having taught her that people aren't always what they seem. She's learned to rely on her instincts to guide her and because of this, she might come off as reserved, quiet, or introspective upon first meeting because she's simply observing and assessing the situation.

However after she lets down her initial defenses, Rory's warmth and compassion shines through. Her demeanor softens and her guarded expressions give way to a genuine smile that lights up any room and and an infectious laugh. She's gentle and unassuming, chooses her words with care, and moves gracefully but deliberately. There's a quiet confidence in the way she carries herself, indicative of a resiliency beyond her years. The turmoil and well, damage, that lies beneath this superficial layer though... only few will ever see if chooses she lets them in.

Rory's unyielding determination is a trait she got from her mother; watching her work tirelessly to provide for them and witnessing her relentless grind for their survival is something that the redhead carries with her everyday. As a result of it, Aurora is incredibly hardworking and is fueled by the desire to carve out a better future for herself.
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A B I L I T I E S, L I M I T A T I O N S, & W E A K N E S S E S
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H Y P E R H U M A N A B I L I T Y || T E L E P O R T A T I O N
__PRIMARY CLASSIFICATION || EXOTERIC
__SECONDARY CLASSIFICATION || FUNDAMENTAL
__POWER SCALE || TBD
__THREAT CLASSIFICATION || TBD

Aurora has the power of teleportation: to move instantaneously from one location to another without needing to occupy the space in between. She also is able to move matter (objects or people) in the same manner. The redhead only needs to think and/or visualize where she would like to travel to (near or even sometimes far) and within seconds she will appear there spontaneously.

Smaller distances are easy, like breathing, and don't tire her or deplete her. But longer distances take more of a toll and might require a bit of rest afterwards depending on the situation.

L I M I T A T I O N S || R A N G E A N D E N E R G Y

At this point in her training, Rory's greatest limitation of her powers is range and distance. When she was a child, she could only travel extremely short distances - across the room or at most 30 feet away. Since then, she's expanded her radius exponentially to include anything within her field of vision at any moment, the entirety of Dundas Island, and further away places that she has visited previously and knows well (such as the Children's Home in Arizona). But if she has never been there before, or she cannot visualize the location, she is not able to teleport.

Additionally, Aurora's ability to teleport is affected by her energy levels. If she is tired or spent significantly, she is unable to teleport at the same capacity as she can at full strength. Either she'll attempt to teleport somewhere and will only end up halfway to her intended destination or if she's particularly lacking in energy she won't be able to teleport at all.

W E A K N E S S E S || F O C U S A N D P A N I C

Aurora's teleportation abilities rely heavily on her mind, and in order to teleport somewhere she needs to be completely in control of her thoughts to direct them specifically towards a certain location or reason to move. She has done a lot of work personally - meditation, intention setting, even therapy - to calm, clear, and focus her psyche, but she still struggles from time to time. Enemies can take advantage of this through distraction, but she also at times can be her own downfall. The years she spent witnessing her mother's abuse and the constant displacement while in the system definitely took its toll, as she has harbors lot of residual anxiety and panic that proves to be a barrier to reeling in her racing thoughts.

P L O T ( S ) & G O A L ( S )
P L O T ( S ) & G O A L ( S )
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I'd like Aurora to muster up the courage to reconnect with her mother at some point. She is able to fully visualize her childhood home in her head so theoretically she could teleport there, but she has never taken the opportunity to do so - it's a tough subject for her. Rory's birth father is also somewhere out there and she's always wondered who he is/what his story is.

In terms of interaction with other characters, Aurora has deeply rooted trust issues as well as fear of abandonment due to her upbringing, so I think she would really benefit from a close relationship of some sort (whether it be romantic or platonic). She has superficial bonds with her classmates but she needs to break down her walls and let someone into her life on a deeper level in order to heal. Only then will she be able to reach her full potential.
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◼ A G I L I T Y || Due to her smaller frame, as well as the necessities of her power set, Aurora is fast on her feet and agile. Where she lacks in brute strength, she makes up for in her quickness, both in thought and movement.

◼ O B S E R V A T I O N || Rory has a keen sense of her surroundings at all times. She prioritizes listening and watching before she acts, and utilizes details to help read situations and solve problems.

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◼ M E M O R Y || Hand and hand with her observancy, Aurora has an excellent photographic memory. It comes in handy academically as she's able to read a textbook once and recall the smallest details, and also socially as she never forgets a face or name.
C H A R A C T E R A R S E N A L
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◼ J E W E L R Y || Aurora has a heart shaped pendant that her mother gave her for her 8th birthday that she wears every single day. She's had to get the chain replaced a few times due to her growth but you'll always find her with it on - she twirls it when she's deep in thought or nervous about something.

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◼ L I G H T E R || Although she does not smoke, she'll always have a lighter on her just in case someone else needs one.

◼ F I R S T - A I D K I T || Aurora carries a mini first-aid kit in her purse. She's got band-aids, alcohol wipes, gauze, and some antibiotic cream for the odd cut or scrape when there isn't a healer present or the infirmary is a little too far.

A D D I T I O N A L N O T E S
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P O S T C A T A L O G
P O S T C A T A L O G
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P E R S O N A L P R O M P T S
P E R S O N A L P R O M P T S
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E N T E R I N G I N T O Y O U R F I N A L Y E A R, W H A T A D V I C E D O Y O U H A V E T O A N E W S T U D E N T?

Make the most of every day at P.R.C.U. - I truly mean that. Don't let each day, however mundane it may seem, pass you by. Go on the adventure across campus with your roommate, challenge yourself to ask difficult questions... tell that boy you have feelings for him. I can't even express how lucky you are to be here in this sanctuary. Practice gratitude every morning that you wake up on Dundas Island. Not every Hyperhuman is as fortunate.

W H A T W E R E Y O U R A S P I R A T I O N S W H E N Y O U S T A R T E D H E R E? W H A T C H A N G E D, W H A T S T A Y E D T H E S A M E?

When I was a kid, I didn't know what the possibilities were for my future. In all honesty, I wasn't even sure I would have one. All I want is to make sure that kids like me, products of the system and abandoned Hyperhumans, have the opportunity to reach their full potential.

I F Y O U C O U L D M A K E O N E C H A N G E T O Y O U R T I M E A T P . R . C . U ., W H A T W O U L D I T B E?

I wish I had used my resources more and had been willing to ask for help sooner. I've felt so alone for most of my life and what I seemed to forget was that most people here felt the same way. If only I had reached out sooner, maybe I would have been able to fully appreciate the community that P.R.C.U is built upon. It would have saved me a lot of lonely nights along the way.
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