Xandrya

Greetings! Candy Cane Service!

Those of you who've sent me candy canes please come forward.

Greetings! Candy Cane Service!

I just realized I had another candy cane that was delivered nearly a day ago. Whoever you are, thank you!! Best wishes to you too!

Fractured, Real World Superhumans

Haley Thomas

^{LOCATION: Atlanta, GA}

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She finally stood up, stretching her legs. Haley hadn't moved from her seat the entire flight, and though it wasn't that long of a trip, it sure felt like one. She stretched her arms in front of her for a moment, waiting for the rest of the passengers to get their bags and start moving towards the front. After a moment, she waved goodbye to the little girl who sat across the aisle from her. They had talked about the girl's doll, the one she currently had with her. Her name was Ann, and apparently there was some history to Ann. Haley heard about it when the girl saw that she was in her own little world, and it was then she decided to strike up a conversation with Haley. They spent a good chunk of time talking about stuff, but it was mostly having to do with Ann.

After the girl and her mom cleared the row, Haley grabbed her carry on and followed them towards the exit. It felt good to be on her feet again despite the fact that she liked to fly. She didn't mind it one bit actually, except the part where the passengers were crammed in their seats like sardines. But that was corporate greed, not much she could do there.

At that moment, she felt her phone in her pocket go off.

You land yet?

That was her brother, Ben. He wasn't picking her up, he just wanted to make sure Haley had arrived safely. He'd always been a bit overprotective of her, especially as of late. Despite the fact that she was an adult, that was something that he wouldn't shake off. Not that she minded as long as he didn't go overboard with it.

Just made it, Haley replied back before putting the phone away. She continued following the general crowd towards passport control. It was somewhat of a somber thought knowing she wouldn't need to go back to Canada any time soon. Her parents were gone, and Zach and her were done for good. But she still had Ben, and since he lived there at the moment she followed him down to Atlanta. Haley had been living there for a bit; the current trip she took was simply out of necessity in order to finalize some paperwork. Not that she had fully adjusted, but she was working on that in her own way.

Fractured, Real World Superhumans

Haley Thomas

NAME

Haley Denise Thomas

AGE

27

GENDER

Female

HEIGHT

5'3

WEIGHT

125 lbs

ETHNICITY

Canadian

SEXUAL ORIENTATION

Heterosexual

RELIGION

Slightly spiritual

OCCUPATION

Teacher

ABILITY

Age shifter: ability to change her age at will, making her look and sound younger or older.

BACKGROUND

Haley was born and raised in a middle-class family in Toronto. She was the youngest of two kids, her older brother, Benjamin, being 2 years her senior. Given her privileged upbringing, Haley never got into trouble as a teenager. In fact, compared to her brother, her parents would say she was a saint. Haley got along with her classmates and was never involved in any fights. She was the soft spoken type, and family members adored being around her since the time she was a little girl.

Once she graduated high school, Haley felt like she needed to get away from her home town for a while. She went away to attend the University of British Columbia to pursue a teaching degree. The girl had always been smart, and the fact that she loved teaching others meant she had chosen the right career path. Her four years in school went by quick, and it only took a couple of applications before she was called in for an interview and offered a teaching position at a high school. Haley gladly accepted, and she knew she was going to love her new position.

When she was 25, Haley met her boyfriend, Zach. The two got along splendidly, though as of late they had been getting into some intense fights. The day the incident occurred, Haley was waiting to have a conversation with Zach. When he got home, the conversation was civil for a minute or two before it turned into a shouting contest. Both Haley and Zach reached a point where they were nearly seeing red, and the last thing Haley remembers is announcing their relationship was over before she vanished from existence.

Fractured, Real World Superhumans

Haley Thomas

NAME

Haley Denise Thomas

AGE

27

GENDER

Female

HEIGHT

5'3

WEIGHT

125 lbs

ETHNICITY

Canadian

SEXUAL ORIENTATION

Heterosexual

RELIGION

Slightly spiritual

OCCUPATION

Teacher

ABILITY

Age shifter: ability to change her age at will, making her look and sound younger or older.

BACKGROUND

Haley was born and raised in a middle-class family in Toronto. She was the youngest of two kids, her older brother, Benjamin, being 2 years her senior. Given her privileged upbringing, Haley never got into trouble as a teenager. In fact, compared to her brother, her parents would say she was a saint. Haley got along with her classmates and was never involved in any fights. She was the soft spoken type, and family members adored being around her since the time she was a little girl.

Once she graduated high school, Haley felt like she needed to get away from her home town for a while. She went away to attend the University of British Columbia to pursue a teaching degree. The girl had always been smart, and the fact that she loved teaching others meant she had chosen the right career path. Her four years in school went by quick, and it only took a couple of applications before she was called in for an interview and offered a teaching position at a high school. Haley gladly accepted, and she knew she was going to love her new position.

When she was 25, Haley met her boyfriend, Zach. The two got along splendidly, though as of late they had been getting into some intense fights. The day the incident occurred, Haley was waiting to have a conversation with Zach. When he got home, the conversation was civil for a minute or two before it turned into a shouting contest. Both Haley and Zach reached a point where they were nearly seeing red, and the last thing Haley remembers is announcing their relationship was over before she vanished from existence.

Post a random fact about yourself.

Currently quarantined because my two COVID test results came back positive. I've had a headache, runny nose, sore throat, stuffed sinuses, and watery eyes which are the usual symptoms whenever I get sick every once in a while, but I can still taste my food.

This is day 1.

Post a random fact about yourself.

Hey, can't say I've done that so you beat me there. I have steered a ship before, but that was in the middle of the ocean.

Also, I'm terribly salty about the Army Navy game from yesterday despite me not being all that interested in football. Since 2000, including that year and yesterday, the Army has only won 5 games. During the 2nd year of my enlistment we wiped the floor with the Army, winning 34-0.

Post a random fact about yourself.

So, I flew a plane. Technically yesterday because it's already past midnight, but still! The instructor did some tricks and I also experienced weightlessness and it was insane. Next up: space.

Red Dawn 🇷🇺

She hadn’t been in the small closet all that long when the power went out. The generator automatically kicked in, though she was still beyond terrified. More shouting, screaming, and shuffling outside in between gunshots. Alison wondered whether she was making a mistake by remaining in one place, making her an easy target. At that point she was indecisive, and couldn’t help but doubt herself. However, instead of dwelling on it, Alison quietly walked over to the door. She listened in on the chaos outside as it slowly dissipated. The gunmen were moving on, or so it seemed. 

There were footsteps right on the other side of the door, and she distanced herself a bit in an attempt to get away from danger. Her instincts proved to be right when the door was suddenly kicked in and Alison found herself facing one of the killers. 

"Get out, now." His accent was heavy, though one could still understand him. She took a step back, expecting to meet the same terrible fate that had happened to all those people a few moments ago.

"Are you deaf? I said now!" Shaken up, the young woman hesitated for a moment before doing as told. "You have access to patients' files, yes?" 

"Um...yeah," she nodded, not sure what she was in for.

"Good, let's go."

They were both out in the hall and the man grabbed her arm, not being the least bit gentle. He dragged her along in the direction of the nurses' station, the same one she was heading to before the killing started. She didn't make it obvious, but she glanced over at the man and saw that he was tactically dressed, as if he were part of the army or something. Maybe he was special forces, or maybe he was a terrorist doing a good job of looking the part. Either way, she wasn't planning an escape, not when she could be shot dead within a second or two. Alison had noticed how he kept his other hand on the trigger of his rifle and she was not willing to test his speed.

"I'm going to give you a name, and in return, you're going to give me everything you have on this person, do you understand?"

Alison nodded once more, wondering why a single person's medical file warranted such violence.

Red Dawn 🇷🇺

“I’m sorry, we did everything we could.”

Those dreaded words always shattered someone’s life in an instant. Alison knew; she’d been there minutes ago as Dr. Peterson delivered the bad news. The parents of the poor 11-year-old boy absolutely lost it to the point where the mother had to be restrained. She was completely hysterical, but who could blame her. Alison didn’t know what it was like to lose a child because she didn't have nany kids of her own, but she'd been around death long enough to get an idea of what it did to people. The internal pain was something she couldn't even begin to fathom, but their reactions...she had practically seen it all.

Currently, Alison was making her way down to her station to complete some paperwork. The exchange with those parents left her a bit moody. Sure, she knew how to be sympathetic in a professional sense, but she was only human.

"Hey, are you coming out tonight?"

Alison looked up to see Joey walking alongside her. He was grinning as usual, and she couldn't help but chuckle. "Fine, if I agree to go out, do you promise to stop pestering me?"

"Can't say I will, but you're going out tonight and that's final."

He then walked away without giving her a chance to respond. But that was more or less how their interactions went, so she was used to it. Alison started reading over her notes again when she heard screaming from a distance. Startled, she rushed to the corner to look down the hall when she noticed a large number of individuals opening fire against those in their vicinity. She witnessed as people dropped dead one after the other. After a few moments, Alison could have sworn she made eye contact with one of the murderers, but she didn't stick around long enough to find out. Instead, she ran the other way hoping to find a good hiding place and wait until help arrived.