Dammit my character was going to be female but the current sheets are 8 female to 4 male...Oh well.
Please continue to make your female concept! I don't care much for ratios.
 
Dammit my character was going to be female but the current sheets are 8 female to 4 male...Oh well.
Please continue to make your female concept! I don't care much for ratios.
Gender ratios are silly. Make the character you wanna; they'll be more authentic.
 
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⌽Hedieh Redding⌽



MILLENNIUM CITY, NEW YORK


general data


Full Name: Hedieh Mary Redding

Age: 19

Sex: Female

Date of Birth: 17th October, 1997

Height: 5'7"/170cm | Weight: 125lbs/57kg

Hair Color | Style | Length: Brown | Loose ponytail | Just past shoulders

Written Appearance: Brown hair - sometimes a dark gold when caught by the light - is pulled back loosely to reveal ambiguously brown skin. A mixed heritage, impossible to accurately pin down. Eyes a darker shade of brown than the hair, the bags below half-heartedly hidden behind a layer of foundation. No dimples frame the mouth, no furrowed brow resides above the button nose; it is a face that reads neutral unless actively rearranged otherwise. For those who find themselves looking closely, the outline of contacts can be seen looking tiredly back.

Gaze unfocused, leg folded up and inward, arms wrapped loosely around it. Hedieh, physically, is self-contained and controlled. A juxtaposition between the graceful and the tense; her movements smooth but small. On the occassions when her sleeves are short enough, old scabs can be seen on her upper arms. Picked at, healed, then picked at again. Imperfections deepened by the absent attempts to remove imperfection.

⌽personality⌽
Many find repitiveness to be mentally oppressive. The same tasks and the same patterns, repeated day after day and week after week, wear down on them. They need change, and excitement, and new experiences. Not Hedieh. For her, she only wishes the world would stop moving so fast. Stability is important to her. In patterns she finds peace. And she applies this need for stability to nearly every aspect of her life. Around others, she is a quiet observer. A decoration or backdrop to the group. Not antisocial by any means, and isn't afraid to join in when she has something to say, but she rarely leads a conversation. She doesn't take the reigns in her own hands, and prefers to be cautious and deliberate with what she does choose to say. She's good at reading people to get a sense for what they'll find interesting or funny, and what they'll find offensive. All so she can leave a positive impression without drawing too much attention, or accidentally saying something to cause a rift.

Her humour, when she's comfortable enough to show it, is often sarcastic or ironic. Self-deprecating around those more sensitive, friendly mocking around those who enjoy good-natured banter. Her grins are lopsided and wry, the smile of someone entertained by a joke only they understand. Her patience is nearly endless, preferring to roll with the punches and wait things out rather than cause a confrontation.

While Hedieh is quick to try and help a friend, she's afraid of long term commitments. Both of others coming to rely on her, and of her having to rely on others. She's at her best when she can step in unexpectly, offer a moment of help, and then step back once more.
⌽biography⌽
School was perhaps the happiest part of Hedieh's life. Organized and scheduled, it was a litany of familiar faces and familiar tasks. It was a gentle stream Hedieh could close her eyes in and let herself be carried along. Comfortable enough that she could introduce change and experimentation at a controlled rate; make new friends, pick up new hobbies. She was a good student. Her grades were average, but they were consistent. She was quiet and respectful, but at the same time was well liked for her intermittent but well-timed and well-executed jokes. She picked up track and field, participating in the endurance races. Partway through high school, she also picked up a job as a housecleaner at a hotel. Part time work on the weekends, difficult but not overwhelming. Yet life, inevitably and unfortunately, changes.

Graduation, when it came, left her listless. Time started to melt away from her without the usual schedule of school to provide structure. Upgrading to full time work helped to alleviate that, but then a divorce between her parents sent her off balance once more. Rather than forcing herself to choose a parent to live with, she moved out on her own into a small apartment on the outskirts of downtown Millennium City, as close to her work as she could afford. During the transition, from live-at-home student to independent woman, Hedieh began to lose track of her friends. Failed to learn how to keep in touch without the aid of seeing them every day at school, and by the time she did, she struggled to maintain even sparse contact with a select few. And while she stresses over losing even those, doubting her ability to go out and make new friends to replace the lost, part of her is relieved at the lowered obligations. The potential to fade away from everyone and live in a self-enclosed bubble.
⌽powers⌽
Hedieh has the ability to turn herself, or parts of herself if she chooses, completely intangible. Able to pass through walls, people, and even light, rendering her all but invisible. However, there are annoyances. With light passing through her when intangible, if she wants to see, she has to leave at least part of her eyes visible. Similarly, learned quite quickly after discovering her powers, she often needs to leave the soles of her feet tangible, lest she fall through the floor. Or worse, through the ground, eternally trapped beneath the Earth's surface. Because of this, there's a limit to how thick a wall she can pass through, with that limit being what she can comfortably cover in a single stride. Letting her always leave one foot solid so that she can keep herself grounded.

At first, her powers were limited purely to her own body, but with some practice she's been able to include clothes and small objects. From what she's gathered, it's less about weight or even volume, and more about distance from her body. For example, even once she'd gotten the hang of turning her clothes intangible with her, she lost a couple of loose jackets to them flapping out behind her as she passed through walls, causing her to lose control of the hem as it moved away from her, and becoming permanently stuck in the wall.

There's also the minor side effect of whenever she uses her power, a snapping noise can be heard, as air either rushes in to fill the vacuum left behind, or is shoved back as her body becomes tangible once again.
 
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Alex Summers



San Antonio, Texas


general data


Full Name: Alexander Summers

Age: 17

Sex: Male

Date of Birth: 1999, November 14

Height: 5’10” | Weight: 64 kg

Hair Color|Style|Length: Brown hair, mid-length, Unknown Style. Waxed upwards.

Written Appearance: Alex is quite approachable; his natural smile and reasonable (if not slightly below average) height mean that he doesn’t tower over nor shrink under others much. He’s rather lean, though carries himself with an air of certainty; he knows what works for him.

He perpetually wear sunglasses; though not the silly reflective ones that no one can see through. Its quite befitting of him, actually. Even though barely anyone would see them, his eyes have a light green tint to them.

He carries his laptop everywhere in a thin-strap shoulder bag.

He often wears dark colors; mostly to match his hair color. Its fashionable, and say what you will, no one’s comfortable with someone who looks or smells bad.



personality
Alexander does not trust. He charms, he smiles, he will do what you ask. But he does not trust. Alex has grown up in competition, to either be the best, or if not, grease the pole and trip others up to make yourself better. He will blackmail, cheat, and do whatever he needs to do to win. There is no need for honor; only the winners and losers.

And if he’s losing, he has an out.

That being said, he also masks his ruthless, competitive nature quite well. To greet someone and treat them with utmost respect while systematically planning out how to use them to the best of his advantages, its something he’s done and done quite well.

He is secretive (due to his competitive nature) and does not easily speak of himself. If pushed on it…well, hope you have a good reason or can ease it out of him. Otherwise, be prepared to pay for it, as he does not take kindly to anyone who tries to push him.

To the few he trusts, he’s more open, in a sense. In honest, he will treat them less as friends, more as conspirators. Those who will not stab him in the back if he shows them just how ruthless he is. His charm doesn’t disappear entirely, of course, its simple more (to use colloquial terms) savage. A friendly, playful savage.
biography
Alexander grew up doing his best. Best at what you might ask? Well, whatever helped him and his family. His father and mother were good people; hard working and everything. They always believed that working hard enough would get them farther in life.

It…didn’t exactly work out.

At the age of 10, Alexander started conning. And fairly majority, to be honest. No one suspected the ten year old to swipe your wallet, as long as you were in the right side of town (namely, the part where people were too rich to care). He didn’t stop at any time, oh no. Stealing was something he became quite adept at. Though, he did get much, much better at it. Granted, at 16 years old, his move from stealing to blackmailing wasn’t one of choice, but of requirement.

See, one day, he was doing his regular pickpocketing stuff. Lifted a wallet or two. He was in the middle of tossing them when the er…victims came by. Not very happy victims either. Alex could hear them coming up the street to the alley where he was. With nowhere to run, Alex could only hide and wait as the men came by. They searched the alleyway, got so far as to breathing down his neck, yet they still didn’t grab him.

It was after this that Alex learned of his powers moved from pickpocketing to blackmailing, selling information and extorting so his family could continue living. He’s still learning, and although his information gathering is quite good, his negotiations are…not so much as to lenient, but a little too harsh.

powers
Primary: Ghost Physiology
Alex’s body (and whatever he is touching) enters an ethereal form. While in this form, Alex is both invisible and can pass through solid objects. If in contact with an object (people included) before he becomes a ‘ghost’, he can turn them ethereal as well. Objects and people still function as if they were not ethereal (for example, a camera would still take photos, although without flash nor sound. However, items such as a fan would not be able to blow wind affect the material world). Losing contact with Alexander results in immediate loss of the ethereal nature and appearing in the real world again. After he drops something, Alexander must return fully to human form before he can make them ethereal again.

While in this form, Alex has no method of contacting the human world, as they cannot hear or see him. Any item he is in contact with also fail to affect the material world. However, he can hear and see the world around him, similar to looking at people through a one-way mirror.

If Alex attempts to return to his human form while inside another object (say a wall), the item with lower mass will be shoved aside. Reforming inside a wall would result in Alex being shoved into the nearest empty space. Reforming while in a person usually shoves them aside sharply.

There is no limit to how long Alex can remain ethereal. However, if he falls asleep, it is entirely possible for him to fall through the Earth. So he tries not to sleep while intangible. Its hard to spend an hour or two floating back through the Earth, molten crust and all, to get to school on time.

Limits:
-Intangibility goes both ways. He can’t touch others, they can’t touch him.
-There is a limit to the additional mass he can ‘etherealize’ (Equal to how much he can carry and how he carries it. Currently: 70 kg)
-His powers, so far, cannot be limited to just one part of his body. If he wants to become ethereal, he must change his entire body.
-Though it may already be somewhat clear, while intangible, other intangible objects will affect him (Hence why he can carry a camera or other objects).

Breaking Points:
-If electrically shocked while in human form, Alex is locked out of his ethereal form for at least a minute. Small shocks, such as brushing hands with someone and having small amounts of static electricity pass, also count.


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So.... What day of the week is the group therapy session for these kids? Lol
 
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Usually Thursdays, after some lighter extortion and shakedowns. They serve nice ginger cookies, but stay away from the snickerdoodles. Those are Steve's.
 
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....Freakin' Steve. Couldn't take the oatmeal raisins???
 
Even Steve doesn't want the oatmeal raisins.
 
They are Steve's because there's a little…surprise in them to make him more agreeable during the session.
But don't tell Steve!
 
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...Is the surprise cinnamon? It's cinnamon, isn't it.
 
Weed we all know it's weed
 
I mean... if y'all wanna put dandelion in your cookies, whatever. I won't judge. But that's wack.
 
I mean... if y'all wanna put dandelion in your cookies, whatever. I won't judge. But that's wack.

LOL It's the reason why we need therapy in the first place. 8D
 
Hey I'm trying my hardest to meet the deadline but I've been trying to work on info for another RP, and the cloud I use to transfer writing from my laptop to my phone (phone has internet) is down, so I'm currently trying to finish my CS on my phone and I may not make it ^^'
 

Chyler Elizabeth Gold



MILLENNIUM CITY, NEW YORK


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general data


Full Name: Chyler Elizabeth Gold

Age: 19

Sex: Female

Date of Birth: December 13, 1997

5’8” | 125 lbs

Dark brown | Layers, hard to control | Chin-length

Written Appearance: [spoili] She has a narrow frame and stands at 5’8” with dark brown hair and fair skin. Her eyes are light brown with flecks of gold and blues in them, her father saying there were stars inside. She has a long scar up her right leg from where she was in a car accident and another scar from when her appendix was removed. She wears a leather jacket when it's older out and a tank top with dark blue jeans.[/spoili]

personality
She is a fast talking ready for action type of girl. She has a good amount of street smarts and is decent at talking her way out of a bad situation. She cares deeply about the world and the unjustness that “corrupts the streets.” So yes, she dives herself into conspiracy theories and trouble. The thrill of it is what motivates her though. Ever since she got her powers she has retreated into her apartment, not once stepping outside. She is a wreck, her house looking even worse. She has found herself diving into a darkness that scares her, but going for help scares her even more. She's always been the one people went to, but now she was the one in trouble.


Strengths | she is loyal and has a lot of inner strength, never afraid to back down from what she believes is right. She wants to help others and has her heart in the right place.


Flaws | She has a pretty high ego and hates to admit when she is wrong. She sometimes, ok most of the time, pushes herself too far and winds up in a world of trouble. She doesn't know when to stop.
biography
Chyler was born to two loving fathers and an older sister. She was also born blind. From day one she was in a world of darkness but she never let it slow her down. She was a loud and excited kid, always asking questions about the world and the things she could never see. Her parents always encouraged her to do her best and pushed her to be the greatest she could be. They taught her about the unjustness the world swam in and started her on the path she was following.

She never knew the woman who carried her, never knew the woman responsible for her blindness. If the woman hadn't tried to kill herself, if Chyler hadn't been born so early… For years Chyler obsessed over the woman until she was around fifteen when she decided not to care anymore. Though in the back of her mind she always wondered… Chyler was a sickly child growing up, but always a fighter. She had a year of depression around sixteen but got through it with help.

She had graduated a year prior and was currently living in an apartment her father's paid for. She was working towards becoming an English teacher for the blind and ran her own blog about the things she cared about. When she got her new powers she found everything was too loud, a constant headache pounding in her head. She didn't know how to function, how to live her life. She's been locked in her home ever since.
Powers: She has super hearing meaning she can hear a conversation from far away and even know the landscape of the world around her when blinded. There is a way to isolate what she hears, but so far she doesn't know how.
powers

SUPER HEARING
She has super hearing meaning she can hear a conversation from far away and even know the landscape of the world around her when blinded. There is a way to isolate what she hears, but so far she doesn't know how.


LIMITS
Strengths: she can mildly use her power for a few hours, but that's only for general location knowledge. On full she can hear five miles away and once she learns to isolate it, she can hear and run in a specific conversation.


Weaknesses: using her power can leave her with a headache depending on the amount she uses it, sometimes resulting in her blacking out. She can become dizzy as well. Limits depends on the strength of her hearing. On full max she can't go more than a few minutes, but on lowest she can go for a few hours.


 
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