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And the plot thickens!!!
This was awkward.
Anna Marie was no stranger to being asked out, though her self-esteem was poor, she was attractive, beautiful even. Her slim, toned form was often in receipt of appreciative glances and catacalls, and the streaks of white that ran through her hair only made her appear even more attractive, and undeniably exotic.
Sam was not the first boy she had turned down, and he would not be the last, but each time she felt the same loss. Not that she was particularly into him, though she could be, but that loss of intimacy, of any possibility of intimacy, that she could never regain. She couldn’t touch a boy, or kiss them, or anyone. Even an accidental brush of skin on skin could reduce the strongest man to a childlike weakling unable to stand.
“Ah’m sorry Sam, but ah can’t, you… you’re very sweet an’ all, but ah’m not the right gal for ya.”
His face fell, “but… I always thought you liked me…”
“No hun… ah just can’t OK?”
She continued to walk down the path, awkwardly trying to avoid his gaze, perhaps if she hadn’t, she would have seen what was coming.
He reached out to her arm, “Anna Marie…”
His eyes widened, veins stood out on his face, and a rattling breath escaped from his lungs. They stared at each other in horror, she wasn’t even sure how he had made contact with her skin, perhaps her jacket had ridden up.
He couldn’t seem to let go, and she could almost see the life draining from his eyes. With a cry of terror she snatched her arm away.
“What in the hell is going on out here?”
Anna Marie swore, the owner of the diner had just walked out in time to see Sam Renton, a six foot six, solidly built football player, collapse simply for touching her arm. The look on her face made it clear that she was responsible, and the owner suddenly looked frightened.
“You’re… You’re one of them mutants aren’t you?”
His voice rose, becoming aggressive, “you never told me you were a mutant, get outta here, you’re fired!”
Anna Marie took a step forward, wanting to explain, but the door slammed shut and clicked as it was locked, the owner scurrying off behind the counter and picking up the phone. She felt her eyes beginning to fill, and she turned and ran.
It was only a few blocks to her apartment, and she covered the distance in less than a minute, she wasn’t even breathing hard when she arrived, despite sprinting at full speed. She fumbled the keys in the lock, and in her frustration she simply kicked the door off its hinges. She already had a duffel, it was hidden under the bed mostly packed, she had gone through this before. She pushed a few things into it and slung it over her shoulder. It should have been heavy, but she wore it as easily as if it were a clutch purse. A moment later she was out of the door, and with a quick glance around to see that she was alone on the empty street, she was in the air.
Time to find a new home…
Again…
Anna Marie was no stranger to being asked out, though her self-esteem was poor, she was attractive, beautiful even. Her slim, toned form was often in receipt of appreciative glances and catacalls, and the streaks of white that ran through her hair only made her appear even more attractive, and undeniably exotic.
Sam was not the first boy she had turned down, and he would not be the last, but each time she felt the same loss. Not that she was particularly into him, though she could be, but that loss of intimacy, of any possibility of intimacy, that she could never regain. She couldn’t touch a boy, or kiss them, or anyone. Even an accidental brush of skin on skin could reduce the strongest man to a childlike weakling unable to stand.
“Ah’m sorry Sam, but ah can’t, you… you’re very sweet an’ all, but ah’m not the right gal for ya.”
His face fell, “but… I always thought you liked me…”
“No hun… ah just can’t OK?”
She continued to walk down the path, awkwardly trying to avoid his gaze, perhaps if she hadn’t, she would have seen what was coming.
He reached out to her arm, “Anna Marie…”
His eyes widened, veins stood out on his face, and a rattling breath escaped from his lungs. They stared at each other in horror, she wasn’t even sure how he had made contact with her skin, perhaps her jacket had ridden up.
He couldn’t seem to let go, and she could almost see the life draining from his eyes. With a cry of terror she snatched her arm away.
“What in the hell is going on out here?”
Anna Marie swore, the owner of the diner had just walked out in time to see Sam Renton, a six foot six, solidly built football player, collapse simply for touching her arm. The look on her face made it clear that she was responsible, and the owner suddenly looked frightened.
“You’re… You’re one of them mutants aren’t you?”
His voice rose, becoming aggressive, “you never told me you were a mutant, get outta here, you’re fired!”
Anna Marie took a step forward, wanting to explain, but the door slammed shut and clicked as it was locked, the owner scurrying off behind the counter and picking up the phone. She felt her eyes beginning to fill, and she turned and ran.
It was only a few blocks to her apartment, and she covered the distance in less than a minute, she wasn’t even breathing hard when she arrived, despite sprinting at full speed. She fumbled the keys in the lock, and in her frustration she simply kicked the door off its hinges. She already had a duffel, it was hidden under the bed mostly packed, she had gone through this before. She pushed a few things into it and slung it over her shoulder. It should have been heavy, but she wore it as easily as if it were a clutch purse. A moment later she was out of the door, and with a quick glance around to see that she was alone on the empty street, she was in the air.
Time to find a new home…
Again…
OK, coming to the end of family time now, I will be able to post slightly more regularly now, starting with one this afternoon :)
So apparently there is some kind of celebration I'm supposed to attend tomorrow XD. I will try and post some time in the next few days, but please forgive me if it takes a little longer. Christmas and all that ;).
Since the emergence of mutants everything had gone wrong, Anna Marie had never understood why she could do what she could do, for a while she had half believed that she was a demon like her dad had said, but now it seemed she wasn’t cursed by god or the devil, just by Darwin. Evolution had made her into a danger to her fellow humans, cursed to never even be able to touch another human being. For a while she’d had… companions at least, her old team mates had never really been friends, but they’d had something in common, abilities, and ‘mama’, though they never called her that. Then…
A blur of movement flashed through the air and Anna Marie felt the wind knocked out of her. She gasped in shock and pain as what felt like a bus collided with her stomach. She spun across the floor, crashing into the wall in a heap, she cried out at the impact.
A figure stood over Anna Marie, adorned in a costume, her age and appearance concealed by the simple mask across her eyes. She reached down and seized a handful of Anna Marie’s top pulling her to her feet and holding her a fraction above the ground, leaving her toes dangling. Then they took off until they were hovering a hundred feet above the ground.
“I-“
The hero’s eyes widened and her mouth opened but she didn’t make a sound. The veins stood out on her face and she froze unable to move, unable to act, only able to stare in horror at the girl she was suspending high above the earth. Then they began to fall and the light in her eyes began to dim, her mouth opened in a silent scream. Anna Marie felt the sudden surge of power, more than she’d ever experienced before, and the fall halted. She kept tight hold of the other girl, not willing to let her fall to her death, and she felt the power and memories rushing into her…
The diner was small, but so was the town, and the whole area was the kind of place that didn’t pay much attention to national events, so long as they didn’t bother their idyllic existence. She’d been here for two months, moving here in search of work, it was an excuse which seemed to apply everywhere, after all, jobs were hard to come by in the current climate. She still had some money from her previous, illicit activities, but there wasn’t much, and if she simply spent money people might take notice, might ask questions.
She didn’t want to hurt anyone, she never had, but everything had just caught up to her, and now she could lift cars, she could fly, and unlike earlier experiences, these powers showed no signs of fading. Still, they had their advantages she mused, as she carefully piloted the overloaded trays to their destination. The Rentons again, they were a nice family, but she preferred it when it was just the mother and father, when their son, a burly quarterback named Sam, was in she could feel his eyes on her. It wasn’t altogether unpleasant, he didn’t leer, he wasn’t rude, but he liked her. It was sweet, and in another world maybe she and him could have dated, he seemed nice enough, but dating was out of the question.
Unfortunately, today his gaze seemed to have changed a little, had he finally decided to make a move? Done simply flirting with her when she was on shift? She’d done her best not to respond to his efforts, but she knew the stereotype of playing hard to get, she only hoped turning him down didn’t piss him off, or his family for that matter, she really didn’t need enemies in town, she had enough problems.
There were a few hours left on her shift, but they passed quickly, and before long she was walking out of the diner door, coat thrown over her uniform. She would usually change at home, town was small enough that there was no point in bringing a change of clothes to work, she could walk home in a matter of minutes. Although, she sighed, not tonight it seemed. There was Sam Renton, stood on the sidewalk outside the diner, he wasn’t looking at the diner, but he turned as he heard the door and her footsteps.
“Hey, Anna Marie, I wanted to ask, are you busy on Friday?”
“Ummm…”
Quick question Dedonus, what time of year is it in the RP?
Player Name: Nosuchthing
Character You Wish To Play: Anna Marie (Rogue)
Moral Alignment (Hero, Villain, Walking the Line): Walking the Line
Affiliation (what group/team/organization, if any, is your character affiliated with?): None currently
Character Origin & Backstory: Anna Marie has not had a happy life, though she grew up relatively happily as a normal child, raised by loving parents, her genetic potential would intervene to ensure that this average existence would not continue. She was only thirteen, in the full throes of puberty and finally beginning to discover who she was as a person when everything she ever knew changed for ever. At the time mutants were not known of, but her father's predisposition towards intolerance could perhaps be a warning as to what was to follow.
Like many children that age, Anna Marie had begun to notice the opposite sex, in this case a boy around her age called Cody. Cody became her first boyfriend, and her first regret. Her powers manifested during, or a short time before their first kiss, putting the boy in a coma for three days. Her father was not, perhaps, the man he should have been, and if he had then things would not be as they are. Terrified of the demon his child appeared to be, he disowned her, throwing her out and telling her to never darken his door again.
Abandoned and alone, Anna Marie wandered around the states, rapidly running low on cash and any way to survive, when she was discovered by an old woman in a bus station, a woman who, it turned out, was a powerful mutant in her own right. The still young and impressionable Anna Marie was taken in by Mystique and raised as a powerful mutant, she took to calling her saviour ‘Mama’ and was trained in her abilities, practising on her team mates. When Mystique deemed her old enough, she started taking her on some of the groups missions, often stealing documents or valuable equipment. Anna Marie’s abilities proved undeniably useful, until the day that Mystique set a trap for her then-nemesis, Carol Danvers, better known as Ms. Marvel, a 17 year old girl with amazing superhuman abilities.
Ms. Marvel attempted to intervene in their illicit activities, terrified and forced to defend herself Anna Marie drained her powers, but she held on for a long time, longer than she had ever done before. Ms. Marvel was rendered powerless and reduced to a coma, one that showed no sign of lifting. Anna Marie remained with the team for a short time after that, but traumatised and wracked with guilt, left her home once again. She was 18, no longer a child, but still too young for the responsibilities her powers have forced upon her.
Seeking something close to a normal life, Anna Marie, now a wanted criminal, stays in one place as long as she can until someone recognises her, waiting until hopefully enough time passes and people will forget her face, and finally leave her in peace.
Powers and Abilities (What can your character do? What can't they do?): Anna Marie has the potential to be an extremely potent mutant, but several self-inflicted mental blocks lie in the way of her unlocking her true potential and truly controlling her abilities. She possesses what has been described as a fluid genome, one that can change and adapt to the changing situation, or more specifically, to the powers of whatever mutant she happens to be touching at the time. This has a number of effects, contact with what appears to be any living being, human or not, begins the process, she begins to drain what seems to be life force from her target, this is a painful and difficult experience for those she touches, and is far from pleasant for her as well. Those affected by her touch can struggle, but the weakening effect that comes with it makes it difficult to willingly break the bond. This ability does not simply draw energy, should the target be possessed of special abilities, then Anna Marie will replicate them herself, this includes both natural and artificial mutants, but not abilities that are magical in nature. This is not a permanent effect unless the contact is excessively prolonged, but a contact of a few seconds is enough to induce weakness in her target and grant her their abilities for a few minutes. With the powers also come memories, and even in some cases, entire personalities, though Anna Marie is not yet aware of the extent of this ability.
In addition to this ability Anna Marie possesses a whole host of abilities she has received from her prolonged contact with Ms. Marvel.
Superhuman Strength – Superhumanly strong, she can lift huge weights and throw punches through walls. Though it has never been properly measured, Anna Marie is capable of throwing cars with relative ease, and is likely capable of lifting approximately fifty tons.
Superhuman Stamina – Anna Marie can physically exert herself for many hours until her muscles produce enough fatigue toxins to truly slow her down.
Superhuman Speed – A side effect of enhanced strength, Anna Marie can push herself faster than any normal human could.
Superhuman Durability – Anna Marie is considerably more resistant to physical damage than any normal human, thanks to the enhanced tissue density granted by Ms. Marvels abilities. To the extent that she could take a hit from a bullet without breaking stride, though armour piercing rounds might give her pause.
Flight – Anna Marie is capable of defying the forces of gravity and taking flight.
Sample Story Arcs: Opening Arc – Anna Marie is minding her own business and trying to hold a job down, unfortunately, this proves more problematic than she had hoped, either someone recognises her face from old news reports, or she accidentally uses her abilities, outing her, and is forced to flee.
Is it getting crowded in here? – Carol Danvers wakes up, inside Anna Marie’s head, I always loved this story arc in the old X-men cartoon series but I’d like to explore it a little more, perhaps with more of a dialogue going on instead of Carol Danvers simply trying to drive her insane. Perhaps as a close to the arc Carol’s old feelings for Spiderman surface and confused by having to deal with two people’s feelings in her head Anna Marie makes her way to New York to track down Spiderman
Redemption – Anna Marie has done a lot of bad things, but at the core she is not a bad person, perhaps just a misguided one, it would be nice if perhaps through Spiderman she encounters the Xmen, finally finding a mentor and someone to help her with her rapidly spiralling personality issues.
Sample Post (This is used as an introduction to your writing – try to keep it to around three paragraphs or more and try to include dialogue):
“Anna we got your order here.”
“Sure thing hun, ah’m comin’.”
The waitress’ honeyed tones were becoming familiar in the diner now. She had only been there for perhaps three months, but she was already becoming a favoured server among the small establishments regular patrons. Her attractive appearance helped, but her kind and sweet personality helped to win over those not enamoured by her physical appearance.
She made her way behind the counter, grabbing the piled trays and whirling on in a movement that demonstrated obvious practice. She took it back in front of the counter and swayed over to the first table, handling the two trays with an ease that belied her size. She slapped them down in front of the Renton family. The father was a big guy, but running slightly to fat now, while his wife was diminutive by comparison. The son was about her age, just back from College it seemed, and had been eyeing her up. He was cute, she couldn’t deny that, and seemed nice enough, but even if he did pluck up the courage to ask her out, nothing could ever come of it. She sighed internally.
“Here ya go guys, tuck in, ya gotta have a big appetite to eat all o’ that hun.”
The father laughed and reached across to clap his son on the shoulder, “oh don’t worry he’s got a big appetite, he’s the star quarterback of his college team.”
“Well ain’t that impressive, he must have all the ladies after him at college.”
The father had evidently noticed his son’s interest, but Anna wasn’t going to rise to the bait, never could, for fear she might do worse than she already had. Cody, not to mention all those since, notably Ms. Marvel. It was true that her abilities had been very helpful since then, but the woman was still in a coma. Anna Marie could barely sleep these days without seeing the look of terror on the woman’s face as her life drained away. Not to mention the strange thoughts that seemed to be appearing in her head without her putting them there.
Maybe you’re going mad...
Character You Wish To Play: Anna Marie (Rogue)
Moral Alignment (Hero, Villain, Walking the Line): Walking the Line
Affiliation (what group/team/organization, if any, is your character affiliated with?): None currently
Character Origin & Backstory: Anna Marie has not had a happy life, though she grew up relatively happily as a normal child, raised by loving parents, her genetic potential would intervene to ensure that this average existence would not continue. She was only thirteen, in the full throes of puberty and finally beginning to discover who she was as a person when everything she ever knew changed for ever. At the time mutants were not known of, but her father's predisposition towards intolerance could perhaps be a warning as to what was to follow.
Like many children that age, Anna Marie had begun to notice the opposite sex, in this case a boy around her age called Cody. Cody became her first boyfriend, and her first regret. Her powers manifested during, or a short time before their first kiss, putting the boy in a coma for three days. Her father was not, perhaps, the man he should have been, and if he had then things would not be as they are. Terrified of the demon his child appeared to be, he disowned her, throwing her out and telling her to never darken his door again.
Abandoned and alone, Anna Marie wandered around the states, rapidly running low on cash and any way to survive, when she was discovered by an old woman in a bus station, a woman who, it turned out, was a powerful mutant in her own right. The still young and impressionable Anna Marie was taken in by Mystique and raised as a powerful mutant, she took to calling her saviour ‘Mama’ and was trained in her abilities, practising on her team mates. When Mystique deemed her old enough, she started taking her on some of the groups missions, often stealing documents or valuable equipment. Anna Marie’s abilities proved undeniably useful, until the day that Mystique set a trap for her then-nemesis, Carol Danvers, better known as Ms. Marvel, a 17 year old girl with amazing superhuman abilities.
Ms. Marvel attempted to intervene in their illicit activities, terrified and forced to defend herself Anna Marie drained her powers, but she held on for a long time, longer than she had ever done before. Ms. Marvel was rendered powerless and reduced to a coma, one that showed no sign of lifting. Anna Marie remained with the team for a short time after that, but traumatised and wracked with guilt, left her home once again. She was 18, no longer a child, but still too young for the responsibilities her powers have forced upon her.
Seeking something close to a normal life, Anna Marie, now a wanted criminal, stays in one place as long as she can until someone recognises her, waiting until hopefully enough time passes and people will forget her face, and finally leave her in peace.
Powers and Abilities (What can your character do? What can't they do?): Anna Marie has the potential to be an extremely potent mutant, but several self-inflicted mental blocks lie in the way of her unlocking her true potential and truly controlling her abilities. She possesses what has been described as a fluid genome, one that can change and adapt to the changing situation, or more specifically, to the powers of whatever mutant she happens to be touching at the time. This has a number of effects, contact with what appears to be any living being, human or not, begins the process, she begins to drain what seems to be life force from her target, this is a painful and difficult experience for those she touches, and is far from pleasant for her as well. Those affected by her touch can struggle, but the weakening effect that comes with it makes it difficult to willingly break the bond. This ability does not simply draw energy, should the target be possessed of special abilities, then Anna Marie will replicate them herself, this includes both natural and artificial mutants, but not abilities that are magical in nature. This is not a permanent effect unless the contact is excessively prolonged, but a contact of a few seconds is enough to induce weakness in her target and grant her their abilities for a few minutes. With the powers also come memories, and even in some cases, entire personalities, though Anna Marie is not yet aware of the extent of this ability.
In addition to this ability Anna Marie possesses a whole host of abilities she has received from her prolonged contact with Ms. Marvel.
Superhuman Strength – Superhumanly strong, she can lift huge weights and throw punches through walls. Though it has never been properly measured, Anna Marie is capable of throwing cars with relative ease, and is likely capable of lifting approximately fifty tons.
Superhuman Stamina – Anna Marie can physically exert herself for many hours until her muscles produce enough fatigue toxins to truly slow her down.
Superhuman Speed – A side effect of enhanced strength, Anna Marie can push herself faster than any normal human could.
Superhuman Durability – Anna Marie is considerably more resistant to physical damage than any normal human, thanks to the enhanced tissue density granted by Ms. Marvels abilities. To the extent that she could take a hit from a bullet without breaking stride, though armour piercing rounds might give her pause.
Flight – Anna Marie is capable of defying the forces of gravity and taking flight.
Sample Story Arcs: Opening Arc – Anna Marie is minding her own business and trying to hold a job down, unfortunately, this proves more problematic than she had hoped, either someone recognises her face from old news reports, or she accidentally uses her abilities, outing her, and is forced to flee.
Is it getting crowded in here? – Carol Danvers wakes up, inside Anna Marie’s head, I always loved this story arc in the old X-men cartoon series but I’d like to explore it a little more, perhaps with more of a dialogue going on instead of Carol Danvers simply trying to drive her insane. Perhaps as a close to the arc Carol’s old feelings for Spiderman surface and confused by having to deal with two people’s feelings in her head Anna Marie makes her way to New York to track down Spiderman
Redemption – Anna Marie has done a lot of bad things, but at the core she is not a bad person, perhaps just a misguided one, it would be nice if perhaps through Spiderman she encounters the Xmen, finally finding a mentor and someone to help her with her rapidly spiralling personality issues.
Sample Post (This is used as an introduction to your writing – try to keep it to around three paragraphs or more and try to include dialogue):
“Anna we got your order here.”
“Sure thing hun, ah’m comin’.”
The waitress’ honeyed tones were becoming familiar in the diner now. She had only been there for perhaps three months, but she was already becoming a favoured server among the small establishments regular patrons. Her attractive appearance helped, but her kind and sweet personality helped to win over those not enamoured by her physical appearance.
She made her way behind the counter, grabbing the piled trays and whirling on in a movement that demonstrated obvious practice. She took it back in front of the counter and swayed over to the first table, handling the two trays with an ease that belied her size. She slapped them down in front of the Renton family. The father was a big guy, but running slightly to fat now, while his wife was diminutive by comparison. The son was about her age, just back from College it seemed, and had been eyeing her up. He was cute, she couldn’t deny that, and seemed nice enough, but even if he did pluck up the courage to ask her out, nothing could ever come of it. She sighed internally.
“Here ya go guys, tuck in, ya gotta have a big appetite to eat all o’ that hun.”
The father laughed and reached across to clap his son on the shoulder, “oh don’t worry he’s got a big appetite, he’s the star quarterback of his college team.”
“Well ain’t that impressive, he must have all the ladies after him at college.”
The father had evidently noticed his son’s interest, but Anna wasn’t going to rise to the bait, never could, for fear she might do worse than she already had. Cody, not to mention all those since, notably Ms. Marvel. It was true that her abilities had been very helpful since then, but the woman was still in a coma. Anna Marie could barely sleep these days without seeing the look of terror on the woman’s face as her life drained away. Not to mention the strange thoughts that seemed to be appearing in her head without her putting them there.
Maybe you’re going mad...
Ok, edits attempted, everything I changed/added I put in bold so you don't need to read through absolutely everything again. I think I managed to get everything you referred to but I'm happy to make more changes if there is something I've missed.
Ok, edits attempted, everything I changed/added I put in bold so you don't need to read through absolutely everything again. I think I managed to get everything you referred to but I'm happy to make more changes if there is something I've missed.
Firstly...
MY GOD THE WALL!!!
Secondly...
Thanks for the feedback, it's nice to have a GM who not only points out my errors reasonably, but also offers constructive attempts to work around them. I applaud you sir.
I apologise for my oversight regarding age and the term mutant, I did read the whole of the opening post but I did so while half asleep and probably should have re-read it XD.
In terms of age I was intending her to be around that age yes, but I wasn't too sure as I didn't know how it would affect everyone else, I also forgot to clarify it as I am used to there being an age entry in apps, easily remedied though. It certainly wasn't as clear in the app as it could have been.
Regarding Ms. Marvel, yes that works perfectly for me, I wasn't too sure quite how old Peter was, seeing how much crap has been heaped upon him, but I understand now. I also did not intend her and Peter to have had a relationship, merely that she had feelings towards him, your second point rather than your first, which is still entirely possible, I'm sure many people have been in that position throughout their lives. However, do you propose that the teenage Carol Danvers has a crush on Peter but does not know his secret identity, or that Ms. Marvel has a crush on Spidey but does not know that he is Peter?
And don't worry, I brought an umbrella ;)
MY GOD THE WALL!!!
Secondly...
Thanks for the feedback, it's nice to have a GM who not only points out my errors reasonably, but also offers constructive attempts to work around them. I applaud you sir.
I apologise for my oversight regarding age and the term mutant, I did read the whole of the opening post but I did so while half asleep and probably should have re-read it XD.
In terms of age I was intending her to be around that age yes, but I wasn't too sure as I didn't know how it would affect everyone else, I also forgot to clarify it as I am used to there being an age entry in apps, easily remedied though. It certainly wasn't as clear in the app as it could have been.
Regarding Ms. Marvel, yes that works perfectly for me, I wasn't too sure quite how old Peter was, seeing how much crap has been heaped upon him, but I understand now. I also did not intend her and Peter to have had a relationship, merely that she had feelings towards him, your second point rather than your first, which is still entirely possible, I'm sure many people have been in that position throughout their lives. However, do you propose that the teenage Carol Danvers has a crush on Peter but does not know his secret identity, or that Ms. Marvel has a crush on Spidey but does not know that he is Peter?
And don't worry, I brought an umbrella ;)
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