Posts by Timidskies

What's Charlotte's uncle's first name? Need it to update my first post

So weird question, but where does everyone eat? Like is there a community breakfast thing or is it made indvidually in each Freaks/Workers/Wannabes trailer?

OOC: Perfect~ Thank you

If I end up going with subaccounts it'd probs only be for that thread.

Ezra would probably be something obvious like mrbossman

Atticus would probably be mermaidman

Melissa I have no idea because I intend on killing her off along with Erynn

and because they're bros Tobi would probably be andbarnacleboy

Trying to make a half-decent first post so the ringleader doesn't look incompetent.

Tracking

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(gender) Female

(age) Twenty-Six

(date of birth) 3/14/1989

(sexuality) Heterosexual

(rank) Guard

(species) Mutant

(powers) Black Mamba has the ability to generate darkforce energy and telepathic abilities which allow her to generate peoples fantasies and nightmares.

(application of powers)Black Mamba has limited telepathic abilities that allow her to scan the minds of others nearby. She uses this power to extract and project illusions of loved ones into her victims' minds while placing her target in a sedated trance-like state in which they are fixated upon the mental image she has created.

Mamba's second ability allows her to generate a cloud of tangible Darkforce energy that she uses to ensnare her victim, constricting them with potentially fatal force. The victim, however, is unaware, and views the Darkforce energy as the loved one she has projected into their mind. Trapped in Mamba's ecstatic trance, the victim is completely unaware that they are being strangled and can die in minutes. Mamba can generate Darkforce without first using her telepathic power on an opponent, but with much less efficiency as the target is aware and can avoid the relatively slow-moving Darkforce cloud easier. She can also use her Darkforce to surround herself, disguising herself as whomever she wishes to look like. She can use this ability on others, though the field begins to dissipate when it leaves her sight.[/fancypost]
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(personality) Discreet and reserved in appearance, Tanya is a haughty and communicative lady. She is wary and quite selective, which means that she doesn´t take friendship lightly and tends to remain on the defensive at first. Rather distant, she nonetheless possesses a certain distinction. Active and resourceful, she feels the need to affirm and prove herself, which is not always an easy task thanks to her tendency to be reckless. Her efforts can be inconsistent, slowed down by worry, doubt and uncertainty. She is perfectly capable, however, of assuming her responsibilities and can be very brave if necessary. She proves to be particularly efficient when faced with real difficulty, and is able to take charge of a situation with a natural authority that is above all suspicion. She is concerned about her image and wishes to be a living breathing example to others. She can be extremely apathetic but a little undisciplined and subject to fluctuations in mood; going through phases of extroversion where, enthusiastic and communicative, she actively seeks the company of others; followed by periods of introversion, where she is more solemn, internalized and anxious, tending to seek retreat from the world and solitude. Tanya is animated by a deep curiosity, she has many interests but is particularly fascinated by anything that is out of the ordinary.

(history) Tanya Sealy was born in Chicago. A former call girl, she was chosen under unknown circumstances by Roxxon Oil Company to partake in a covert operation to retrieve the mystical Serpent Crown. The executives at Roxxon had a device surgically implanted in Sealy's brain which granted her superhuman abilities. Working together with three other snake-themed villains, Sidewinder, Anaconda, and Death Adder, she became a founding member of the Serpent Squad. During her first mission, Black Mamba nearly overcame the Fantastic Four's Thing, but was defeated. She also encountered Iron Man while searching for a powerful weapon known as the microscanner. Invited by Sidewinder to join his criminal organization, the Serpent Society, Black Mamba accepted. Before working with Roxxon, she was a call-girl, and while the money was satisfying, it was not a steady income, so she jumped at the opportunity to earn vast amounts of money with Sidewinder. While in the Serpent Society, Black Mamba gained great friendships in Diamondback and the Asp, and also became romantically involved with Sidewinder. During Viper's infiltration of the group, Black Mamba stood loyally with Sidewinder, which Viper was ready to kill her for. When Diamondback turned over a new leaf, it sparked something in Black Mamba. She joined her friends Diamondback and Asp in forming BAD Girls, Inc. and worked several mercenary-for-hire missions. She also briefly served in Superia's all-female group, the Femizons, but betrayed the group to aid Captain America and Paladin. For some time, Black Mamba served in Crimson Cowl's Masters of Evil in hopes of a large profit, battling the Thunderbolts. She eventually went back to the Serpent Society. She also fought Luke Cage and Iron Fist, and was shocked to realize her group had been hired by Cable himself. She quit the group and went solo for a few months but was caught by SHIELD during an attempted heist. She's been at Boarwood for 2 years now.

(from) Chicago Illinois

(kin)Unnamed brother[/fancypost]
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(crush) May develop. May not.

(boyfriend/girlfriend) N/A
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(theme song)[youtube]TJ5bZuUlftI[/youtube]

(gang affiliation if any) None.

(other) I may make another character. Possibly Bucky Barnes or Logan Howlett. 'M not sure about this. By the way, She doesn't even go here with the inmates. [/fancypost]
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(gender) Male

(age) Twenty-Three

(date of birth) September 15, 1992

(sexuality) Heterosexual

(rank) Inmate

(species) Mutant

(powers) Arlo's powers and applications of abilities as listed below.
Superhuman speed:

Superhuman agility:

Superhuman reflexes:

Superhuman endurance:

Accelerated perception:

Rapid cellular regeneration:

Extreme force generation:

Bodily vibration:

Speed vacuum:

Time travel:

Electrokinesis:

Intangibility:

Speed mirages:

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(application of powers) For OC charactersCheck the spoilers above dear :)
(weaknesses) Arlo's weaknesses are listed below
Hyper-metabolism:

Cold temperatures:

Electricity absorption:

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(personality) Arlo possesses an incredible intellectual level. The man holds a strong sense of moral justice- had even gone as far as studying to be a lawyer when SHIELD picked him up. He had hoped to be a pioneer in writing laws that would protect mutants and enhanced humans like himself. A just man, he hates lying, especially about himself which is something that landed him so easily on SHIELD's radar. He has a high respect for vigilantes, and before would aid them when he was out in the world. Medical aid, battle aid- if he could do it, Arlo would. Arlo was never one to want to hurt people with his powers. He saw himself as someone able to help the world. Someone who could fight crime and keep the normal humans of his city safe. Unfortunately, Arlo is [i]incredibly stubborn and will not change his mind once it is made. He can be incredibly reckless and headstrong showing little concern for his own well-being when it comes to protecting and saving someone. He isn't someone who is likely to learn from his flaws until experiencing them first hand. He can be incredibly thick-headed about things and dense to other people's feelings. However, he is selfless, putting other people's happiness above his own. He is too caring in fact, and often he gets taken advantage of as he would do anything for a friend. Arlo is immature for his age, and can come off as snide when he's trying to explain something. He's over-emotional and cares far too much about those around him. It's easy to manipulate him, through those around him.

(history) He's always been running. Since the moment he knew how Arlo Nulan was going as fast as he could. The fact that he was born with an enlarged heart never slowed him down. Not until he got a little older anyway. When he was eight, after experiencing shortness of breath, a pain in his legs Arlo was diagnosed with an enlarged heart. Over the next two years it continued to only get worse. Arlo was always sick, but his family rallied around him trying to keep him entertained. His brother Jamie would sit in Arlo's room with him, playing when they could. His mother quit her job to try to stay home and take care of Arlo when he needed it. From eight to ten, his medication only increased and it became apparent that he would need a heart transplant. Because it appeared, sooner rather than later, Arlo's heart was going to give out. However, there's a long list and Arlo's time was running out. That was when Arlo's parents, in the throes of desperation that Arlo wouldn't get a new heart in time, offered an alternative. A transformation procedure that would cure Arlo of any ails. They consented, the group called AMFS. They were trying to replicate the super-soldier serum and was convinced that it could be used to heal any medical condition including cancer. They were looking for people to test it on and had taken advantage of his family's vulnerable emotional state. Arlo remembers going in, remembers the pre-tests and endless shots. But the actual procedure? He remembered nothing. Just that he woke up halfway through, needles everywhere going into cardiac arrest. Arlo's heart stopped beating three times during that "procedure". Four time the defibrillator had to have been used. It took three weeks to get Arlo back into a stable heartbeat, but when he was; they determined that while he hadn't been quite like what they aimed for; he was something else. A speedster. An enhanced human that could move faster than anyone thought possible; able to do impossible things. AFMS fully intended on keeping Arlo. Thought of him more of an asset than a child who wanted to get back to his life. From ten to eleven he was kept at AMFS headquarters, tests being run on him daily; Arlo made to improve his speed, push the limits of what he could do. It was when he was eleven, a year of being there did nothing short of a miracle happen. AMFS experienced a fire. Their data was erased and Arlo managed to escape. He later found out it was a mutant attack, disgusted with humans trying to play god, trying to stop the spread of whatever horrors they had been doing there. His parents finding it not safe for the young child, brought him to Xavier's School For Gifted Youngsters. It was a better environment in which he could learn what happened to him, now that he was healthy. A healthy heart, powers which he wanted to harness for good. He spent his adolescent and teenage years there until he graduated, a year early. Accepted to Yale Arlo made it a habit of using the suit the school had come up with to help out heroes in his city upon arriving to college. He never gave a second thought about the dangers of getting on SHIELD's list. The man did what he could to keep civilians and vigilantes alike safe. And for awhile it worked. Two months ago however, SHIELD managed to trap Arlo with a specially designed cold-temperature gun to stop him. He was brought to Boarwood and has been there ever since.

(from) San Diego, California

(kin)
Jackson Nulan (Father, Alive)
Cassie Nulan (Mother, Alive)
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(crush) Will develop

(boyfriend/girlfriend) N/A
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(theme song) [youtube]DxYyHHR0Q1c[/youtube]

(gang affiliation if any) Leader of the Thorns

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It wasn't that Ezra had a problem waking up at a normal hour, it was that he took his sweet time getting ready for the day. Already he'd been up for an hour, rooting through his clothes which were strewn about, picking out what was clean and ready to wear, then showering. He'd only finished carefully trimming his beard a few minutes ago; and then changed into clean clothes- and already the sun was streaming through his windows. He noted Glacis out already, and no doubt Remy would be up already, so not wanting to get scolded for being lazy the lead sentinel hurriedly dried his hair with a towel and jogged out of his room. Almost immediately he was greeted with the scent of pancakes, once out in the hall. Grinning, relieved he hadn't missed breakfast at least, the athletic looking male hurried down the stairs, taking them two at a time. On the way down, he passed Spencer and he gave a respectful nod; though didn't pause.

It wasn't that he didn't like Spencer, it was just that he was starving. And hunger ruled over politeness- though that rule was exempt when it came to Remy or Amira. Then, it was always treat the two with respect. Eagerly, he all but slid into the kitchen where Athena was making breakfast, and Ezra's stomach rumbled loudly at the protest of not being fed immediately. "Hey, 'Thea! Breakfast looks good." 'Rezza practically purred as he eyed the heap of food. If the rest of the pack wasn't hungry, Ezra was pretty confident he'd finish off the leftovers. "I'll help setting out places." Without waiting for much of a reply, the dark-haired wolf set to work on carefully pulling out plates, hefting them to the dining table, so on so forth until each place was neatly set. Crossing his arms, lingering in the dinning room for a moment while observing his work Ezra decided to head to the living room until breakfast was ready. Athena would likely snap at him if he got underfoot, and he really didn't need to be in hot water with any of his superiors.

Situating himself on the sofa, phone pulled out and scrawling through one of his numerous social media sites, Ezra allowed himself to veg out for a bit. One of legs dangled off the arm of the sofa, and he looked completely lost to the world around him. After breakfast he could start organizing some patrols, granted Remy or Amira didn't have something else planned for him- but they rarely did. Ezra wasn't exactly one of the people in the pack that caused trouble, just as he preferred. The house seemed quiet, though that was partially because it was pretty large to accommodate all the members. Every so often he'd glance up from his phone, his dark gaze flickering towards the door making sure that breakfast was still being made and that no one was looking for him.

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[size=6pt]★ trek

short post is short. Sorry

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Ezra was halfway done scrolling through Facebook feed when he heard someone approaching. Curiously, glancing up he noted one of his subordinates, Glacis standing in the doorway. His hair was damp and he smelled like he'd just come back from a perimeter check; something that didn't surprise Ezra. Glacis normally did this kind of stuff without him asking. "Ezra, the perimeter was clear. No signs of intruders and the marker's are all fresh and don't need to be marked again for another three days." Nodding, offering a smile he lowered his phone. "Ah, thank you for going out and doing that." He said simply, before turning back to his phone. Just because things were good now, didn't mean that they would stay that way. Ezra would take another patrol out after lunch, and one after diner. The rest of the day could be spent training as long as Remy didn't have a problem with that. Ezra would admit he'd gotten a little lazy in keeping his group up on training over the winter- which was understandable. The entirety of the training yard was always covered in snow and ice and it was hard to fight in winter clothes.

He'd kept up on keeping the wolf shift sharp and alert, just not the human one. Brushing it away as he scrolled through his phone, he was completely oblivious to the outside world. That included when Nydia crept into the room, leaning against the doorway and cleared her throat. "Lead Sentinel, and you're lazing around on the couch." Startled, Ezra's grip slackened and his phone unforunately slipped out of his grasp landing onto his forehead. It didn't hurt, but he flinched as Nydia strode into the room; squishing onto the couch. Shifting so her lap was his new pillow, he pocketed his phone as she chattered; gazing up at the huntress. "Got any big plans today? Nice day out. If there's time we could go for a run later. Or just take a nap. Naps are cool." Her sharp jaded gaze remained locked onto his while she spoke and 'Ezzy had to remember how to breathe properly. "Um... Naps are cool. Remy might not think so. You'll probably have a big day though. Nice out, prey will be running. Ten bucks August is gonna wanna hunt."

His tone was laced with amusement, and his gaze drifted further up- noticing some twigs in her hair. "You already went for a run?" Before she could answer, as it was more a rhetorical question he reached up and with careful fingers pulled a twig out and held it up for her to see. "Took some of the forest back with you." A careless little grin flickered onto his lips. They didn't get to talk much more however as Athena hollered for everyone to head for breakfast. As if in response the wolf's stomach rumbled, quickly he sat up. "Let's go get a spot. And some food before everyone eats it all." He suggested getting to his feet; running his hands through his hair in a haphazard attempt to tame it. Once they reached the dining room table, he noted that most of the pack was already there. Remy and Amira were sitting in their usual spots, and Ezra dipped his head in greeting. "Remy, Amira." He greeted simply, taking a spot towards the middle of the table, saving a seat for Nydia. Before him the table was pretty much laden with pancakes and fruits, and Athena looked rather proud of her handiwork.

The lead sentinel however, just looked hungry. Raising a glass of water to his lips, the wolf did his best not to look too impatient; while in reality he was itching for breakfast. Because the sooner he ate, the sooner he could get his sentinels together for some training. Maybe see if Carnaxa was open to having her guardian's join up for some friendly sparring. The next few weeks, Ezra had already decided the intensity of training would be increased; just to make up for the lack of it during the winter. Most able hands on deck helped hunt during the winter so they had food. But now that spring was here, it had brought the luxury of being able to focus on other things.

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[size=6pt]★ trek

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He should of been used to the air of tension that constantly surrounded the female alpha and beta, it'd been like that for as long as he could remember; but when Athena and Amira began at each toward the end of breakfast the lead sentinel quickly bowed his head. These situations were always awkward for him. Athena was one of his closer friends, but he respected Amira; and he hated watching them snipe at one another. He was quiet, as Athena muttered she'd stay behind with the Sentinels and Guardians, for sparring. Normally it was Atti' that stayed back with them; but the male beta said nothing as Athena got up and left the room- besides calling after her to have fun. Ezra felt his gaze snap up to Atticus as he spoke, a roguish amusement to his voice. "@sshole." Nydia muttered, voicing Ezra's own thoughts.

The scruffy male's gaze glittered with amusement as he flippantly defended he was just being a friend; though Ezra knew better. He was stirring the pot for trouble, and one of these days- he was going to find it. Feeling someone lean against his arm, startled out of his thoughts Ezra glanced over to find Nydia looking somewhat concerned. "So I guess I don't owe you ten. You didn't bet Remy would want to hunt." She joked under her breath, and Ezra chuckled. "I guess you're off the hook. But you didn't bet either way- so no one wins here." He thought that was going to be the end of their conversation, as Atticus left the room to go join Remy and Amira, she whispered beneath her breath so not to be overheard, ""Try to um... Go easy on Athena okay? I think she's upset." He just nodded. "I promise. Don't get kicked in the face by a deer or something." She offered a ghost of a smile as she headed out, leaving Ezra to quickly finish his breakfast. It would be wise to start training soon before further drama could break out between his sentinels.

"As soon as everyone is out there get a partner. Ezra and I will demonstrate what we will be doing for the time being." Carnaxa spoke as she stood, and 'Rezza glanced up from his food. It made sense they were the ones demonstrating. He lingered a bit, scarfing down the rest of his breakfast before joining the wolves that were already out at the training yard. Spencer, Athena, and Glacis were already there and he nodded to them- though went to Athena's side. "Um, are you ready for me to absolutely school you?" He asked in a teasing manner, wraggling his eyebrows; hoping to have her not be in such a foul mood for when they all began training.

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Carna's comment about his productivity over the winter really rolled off his shoulders. He'd been hunting a lot more during the winter as the alpha's had asked. It had left him a little too thin to rigorously keep up with perimeter checks and sparring classes. Not that he didn't do it at all, just it wasn't as intense as it was in the spring. But, he paid it no mind as he shucked his shoes off, pushing them aside so his paws wouldn't get caught in them as he shifted. As Carna asked who should spar with 'Thea, Ezra's dark gaze fell onto her as he shifted; summoning his compact, golden furred wolf with it's piercing orange gaze. It would probably be best if he did, after all they were friends and she'd probably have more fun that way. Cheer her up a bit. Once he was adjusted to the new center of gravity he glanced towards the lead guardian. "I'll do it. You can take someone else." His voice was gentle and soft as it normally was; a sharp juxtapose to his fierce appearance. There was a slight pause before he heard 'Thea's voice in his head, teasing and playful as it normally was.

Was she already over breakfast? "Okay, when I beat you, try not to cry to Nydia." If he could of laughed, 'Ezzy would of. Instead he settled for a wolfish grin, smacking his front paws against the ground playfully. However, he noted her looking his shoulder at Carna, and Ezra was quiet as she informed the redheaded guardian that Ezra had been quite busy. It was pointed at first, and he flinched hoping that everyone would equate it to her bad mood, though in Athena's defense she did lighten her tone as she suggested he may be even faster now, after all he had been chasing deer and whatnot over the winter. Before any thing else could happen, Ezra stepped forward into the semi-circle his pack-mates had formed and flicked his tail to Carnaxa indicating that she should join him. "At first we'll be warming up in our wolf forms, and then switching back to human to finish the sparring session. I want us to strengthen basic combat skills, and eventually move up to more complex, moves."

As much as he hated to admit it, Ezra now felt like he had something to prove under Carnaxa's sharp gaze. She seemed to think that he was just out of shape and practice, so he didn't want to prove her right. He was appointed lead sentinel for a reason, he was strong, and had a pretty sharp battle mind. "Carnaxa will showcase some moves that would help the smaller, faster wolves. I'll show off some moves that can be used for brute strength. Shoulder charges, pinning- the basics. Remember, do not actually bite your partner. Try not to hurt them. I don't want to send anyone off to the Oni on my watch. Alright, so partner up, and watch the demonstration- Athena would you mind being my partner after the demonstration?" Rezza's voice was smooth, and confident- a sort of excitement creeping into his words. Say what you would about the start of the day, but it was beautiful and warm out; and he wanted to make the most of this session.

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He appreciated 'Thea's efforts to try to enforce that Ezra was still in shape and not some lazy sod; however he couldn't afford anymore fighting within the ranks. Huffing, pausing from his address to the rest of the group he focused on the two women. "Athena, Carnaxa- I'm asking you not to fight in front of the others. That's the last thing everyone needs. I know how to handle myself, and my duties. I'm the Lead Sentinel for a reason; please bear that in mind before either of you make assumptions. Athena, thank you for trying to defend me; I don't think Carnaxa meant anything by what she said. I know your upset but don't take it out on those around you, please. Carnaxa- with all due respect I have been practicing and hunting. I'm not rusty and while your concern is appreciated, I think we'll be fine okay? Just please don't bicker." It was risky talking to a beta like that- but Ezzy thought that everyone should just drop it. Lingering on it clearly wasn't going to do much good.

He didn't mean to snap at either of them, but the easy-going male hated working with tension, or unresolved conflict. His motto was if you had problems, you left them behind while you trained. And that extended to both the Lead Guardian and the Beta Female. He didn't have the time or energy to focus on sparring with Carna, and 'Thea- and then also keeping the peace in the group. That was the last he wanted to hear about it, and sighing he nodded to Carnaxa's request to start in ten. He tried to salavage some of his mood, a little misunderstanding wasn't really worth getting upset over. It wasn't like Carnaxa was doubting his abilities as lead sentinel- he thought. He just figured she'd been expressing some friendly concern. And it wasn't like they weren't close. They had basically the same rank, just Ezra didn't know if he was close friends with Carna. Sighing, he noted Xan laying on the ground, watching with a hint of amusement beneath her gaze.

It was probably a good thing that Athena would be sparring with him, and not one of the other girl's as today- it didn't seem like either were fans of her. He was startled out of his thoughts by Carnaxa asking if the time frame was acceptable. "Of course, it'll be fine." He consented, turning his attention back to the group. He was quiet as Carnaxa began assigning sparring partners, and they made sense. Glacis and Spencer were similarly built. As were Carna and Xan. It would be a little more difficult mixing different fighting styles- but they'd all make it work. "Alright, get with your partners, and I want you to do some warm up's. Carnaxa made a point earlier, you're more likely to strain something if you're inadequately prepared. So we'll do two laps around the house if that's alright with you?" As he spoke 'Rezza turned his gaze towards Carnaxa, waiting for her blessing to take them on short sprint.

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Things were simmering down for the group, and as Ezra led the sprint, he figured when people were working it'd be focusing their energy into something more positive. As the group took off, their paws silently fleeing over the ground, the wind tearing through his fur, 'Rezza wondered how the hunt was going. Hopefully they'd bring back some food, and everyone would eat well tonight. A full belly was the cure to most any sort of conflict in the group. Beside him, Carnaxa was keeping pace, and he couldn't help but still feel like something of an @sshole for earlier. But if things had gotten out of hand and he had to report that to Remy- there wasn't really any telling how the alpha would act. He had tried to be neutral about the situation, and just quash the sniping behavior; and he felt he done that. But he hadn't wanted to hurt anyone's feelings. He was caught of guard when a pelt, mottled with hues of gray's, white's, and black's brushed against his; and soon thereafter Athena's voice filtered into his head.

"Hey, I was thinking maybe we can all hang out? It's been awhile because I've been busy- I'll even talk Nydia into letting you pick a horror flick?" Ezra knew she was trying to make up for earlier, and without slowing as he rounded the first corner of the yard, responded. "Sure, that'd be fine with me." He could almost feel the amusement sparking off the beta's pelt as she coyly asked him her next question. "Speaking of which, have you asked her on a date yet?" If he'd been in human form, his cheeks would of flushed a bright red, but thankfully his embarassment was hidden as he led the pack on the start of their second lap. "No, because I'm waiting for the right time, and secondly Atticus might actually disembowel me." It wasn't that he was scared of Atticus, it was just that he'd prefer not to bring the wrath of a beta on his head. "Besides I think you're forgetting my strict, no gossiping rule, while working." The ground was wet from the rain they'd gotten before, and his paws nearly sank into the mud in a few spots of the yard.

By the time they rounded the last corner on their last lap, he was feeling a little more awake for sure. His muscles felt a little more ready to spar and he was pretty sure the rest of the group wouldn't hurt themselves either. As they reached their original spot in the yard, 'Ezzy shook his fur out and waited for Carnaxa to join him. "Okay, everyone pay attention. You're all going to take turns using this attack-" Making sure that Carnaxa was ready to defend, Ezra rushed her to showcase the shoulder charge he wanted them to use; and the blocking method. Once it was demonstrated a few times just to be sure he pulled away a bit from the guardian. Wolves fought normally in close combat. "In a real fight, you would do what you needed to survive, but knowing where to hit someone, and a good maneuverer could be the difference between life and death. So- let's start practicing. Get with your partners please." He instructed, watching as people began to seperate into small practicing groups. "Remember, each of you need to take turns attacking and defending."

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OOC: Recap: So there was some tension at breakfast between Amira and Athena; mostly because Athena felt like she was being pushed out from the pack I think??? She's not my character so I'm not quite 100% on that, but i think? Anyway, Remy and Amira took a hunting party out, for food and trying to get the pack to bond more with one another, and while out they ran into the rogue Elena who was previously in the pack. She disappeared seven/eight years ago along with her family and the current pack members had been told it was because her parents ran off to be rogues and Elena and the siblings went with them. Elena revealed she was banished b'cos she killed her family. Everyone is kind of dealing with that right now. That's pretty much where we are I believe.

IC: It was pretty clear that the wolves wouldn't be training anymore today as they began to get reports of a rouge. Athena was on edge, as was most the group but Ezra was just worried. Nydia was out there. Clenching his jaws together he had shifted and waited for her to return with furrowed brows. When the huntress finally broke the treeline his shoulders slumped with relaxation. It wasn't that he didn't think Nydia couldn't handle herself, it's just that Ezzy wasn't entirely sure what the situation was. He was silent as they all began asking questions, and Nydia fielded them as best she could until the other's got back. Once she noted him, Ezra offered a half-smile, and felt his heart stutter a beat or two as she made her way over, delicately leaning against him. A hotness stung his cheeks, though a small smile touched on his lips; rendering his face to look far more gentle than it normally did. Ezra hardly paid attention to August speaking, though his attention was captured by the huntress at his side until her brother spoke- rehashing the tale of what had happened.

His brows furrowed together, and perhaps he was the most apathetic of the situation out of the bunch. His mother had brought him here when he was a toddler, young enough that no one in the pack could remember a time without him there. It'd been hard for Ezra to fit in, while the children began to make friendships, he'd rather be on his own. The only child he had really gotten along with, the person who had connected him with the rest of the pack- was Nydia. While Elena had been in the pack, 'Rezza never spoke to her. Never cared to get to know the rogue or her family. To Ezra what she had done was just a tale of brutality that he couldn't empathize with like the rest of the pack could. He could feel how disturbed most of them were feeling, so he tried to look like some note of apologetic as they murmured amongst themselves, trying to figure out the next move. Ezra's next move was made up when Nydia yawned, blinking wearily. If one paid close enough attention t her expressions, beneath her contrived notes of apathy, they could make out her true feelings.

And beneath all that air of vacancy, Ezra could sense that she was greatly frustrated with the news of Elena. When she made an excuse to flee from the small pack gathering, inviting him along Ezra quietly nodded. "Sure." After she began to lead the way he followed slightly behind her. Roisin was already inside, baking cupcakes and normally he'd be rather interested, but still full from breakfast Ezra simply muttered a polite hello to Roisin and Teo, continuing to follow slightly behind Nydia. She didn't pause as they reached her room, though Ezra did. This was far from the first time they'd hung out like this; but he wasn't sure what to say to the upset huntress. As she flopped onto her bed, grabbing her laptop he shut the door and flopped down on the open space of her bed, their shoulder's brushing. For a few minutes he let her stare off into space before speaking. "So, you wanna nap, sulk, talk, or watch a movie?" He finally prompted, rolling onto his side to examine her with an uncharacteristically serious expression. "I didn't know her, but... I mean I'll listen. I'll always be here to listen to you 'Dia."

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'Dia's heart beat steadily and strongly in his ears as she remained quiet for a few minutes before settling for talking. She had settled for telling him what was wrong, what she was thinking about- her thoughts on Elena. "It's just upsetting I guess the pack elders never thought to tell us of what she did. I was old enough. What if August hadn't been around?" She raised a good point and Ezra pondered for a moment before answering honestly. "Then we'd probably have a killer in our midst now." 'Rezza, didn't really know Elena back then, and he didn't know her now. Maybe she changed, he was willing to keep his mind open to that. Rehabilitation and all right? The only problem was, was Elena a different person? He supposed they'd never find out. He remained quiet as she continued on. "Then we wouldn't of even known she was a threat. People don't change. Not that drastically, once a killer- always a killer. My father taught me that. And with one rogue, there's usually a dozen more. I'm just... Anxious I guess."

'Ezzy nodded to her words, and with a faint smile promised- "Well, Sentinel's honor that I'll keep you and the pack safe okay? If there are rogues, we'll find them and deal with them. I'm sure everyone's going to be on high alert. Trust me to do my job?" The wavering quality of her voice diminished as her hazel eyes steeled, and voice firmed. "Promise you'll be careful for the next few weeks okay? Don't get hurt." With a gaze as serious as he could muster, Ezra made the motion of crossing his heart over his chest. "Swear." She seemed to relax at this and the male was just about to suggest taking a nap when August's voice filtered through his head, suggesting that anyone who wanted to see the Princess Bride better move downstairs or else they'd miss movie night. "Should we be social and make an appearence?" The huntress grinned tilting her head and hmm'ing with thought before agreeing already rolling to her side. "As you wish." He quipped following suit.

The scent of cupcakes had woven into the walls as the two exited, making their way towards the living room where most of the pack was gathered. Athena was already there, though between Remy and August so Ezra simply nodded his way. The couch was pretty much full and ducking his head so to block as little of the television as possible led Nydia to the loveseat for them to sit. They hadn't missed much, not that it mattered. August had probably made them all watch this movie a thousand times before this. Out of the corner of his eye he noted that Remy and Amira were cuddling, quite more than they normally did; and to his amusement August had his arm casually around Athena so he could lean closer, allotting more room for Glacis. Even if the rest of the day had gotten rocky, and then downright frustrating at least it seemed they could all unwind with a movie, and enjoy one another's company for now.

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Sure, he may be in the throes of that awkward stage of skinny love, where he knew he was in love with Nydia, she probably knew Ezra was in love with her, and the pack probably knew- but neither Ezzy or 'Dia were acknowledging this between them. Not yet anyway. But as he noted the flare of jealousy from Carnaxa when Atticus meandered down with Xanthippe, and the comment from Glacis about feeling left out- Ezra realized at least that he had something with Nydia. The slim huntress was still resting against him, her hazel orbs narrowed with what may of either been silent amusement, or weariness from the day's events. The male wasn't quite sure. Hardly noticing when Carnaxa and Amira left, he did note the exasperated sigh from Remington as his mate-not-quite-yet-mate departed with the guardian. It was soon after that the other Montgomery twin piped up, "There is no telling how left out I feel." Stilling his dark gaze slid to his co-worker, and his lips sunk into an uncomfortable frown. What did he do? Invite him over with him and Nydia? Should the pack simply stop cuddling?

But it was progress, this was the pack beginning to pick their mates, something that would be a necessity for the future. Luckily, Remington intervened, and Ezra had to admit it was with uncharacteristic humor that the alpha tried to cheer the sentinel up. With one fluid motion, he'd strewn himself belly-up across Athena and August's laps, his dark messy curls resting in Glacis' lap. A snicker rose in his throat as Remy hummed with a rough alluring note to his voice that he'd, keep Glacis company. Luckily that seemed to air any awkwardness from anyone, and introduced a light-hearted sense of humor in the air as Glacis played along. This was a good night, even though it'd been a difficult day, Ezra felt more relaxed around his peers than he had in a long time. The movie played on and mentally Ezra began preparing his duties for tomorrow in his mind. He wouldn't have such a big group hopefully, just him and Glacis as it normally was. They'd patrol the area, probably coordinate something with Carnaxa so she could begin in one section of the territory and they could cover the perimeter faster, securing it and making sure there were no stray rogues left behind when Elena had come.

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He felt Nydia stiffen when some small conflict arose between Atticus and Carnaxa, though he didn't say anything. If Nydia wanted to talk about it- she would. Eventually she did speak, privately to him with a hint of dry annoyance. "I'm just waiting for this to blow up." He tried not to chuckle at her statement. "People think that Remy's mean, when it's actually you." He teased back, his eyes flashing with amusement. She huffed, though it was obvious he was playing with Nydia. For awhile they were quiet, until she nudged him again and jerked her chin silently towards Athena and August. The lead hunter's arm was still around the beta, and his friend, though there was enough room for them to spread back out again. It made Ezra smile- he liked seeing his friends happy. And Athena was clearly happy with how this movie night was turning out as she chattered with Glacis, August, and Remy on the couch.

"We need to get them together. It'll be like... Our good deed for the year and then we can go back to being the lovable sarcastic @ssholes that everyone knows and loves." She suggested with an impish glint to her hazel eyes. It was times like this that Ezra was reminded that she was related to Atticus. "I think that the pack literally only thinks of you as a sarcastic @sshole." He taunted back, giving up on watching the movie as he conversed with the little huntress. "Anyway, aren't we supposed to just let things happen organically? I somehow doubt Athena will like us messing around in her business. Same goes for August." He had some reservations about Nydia's plan. Mostly because he wasn't a fan of messing around with other people's relationships. It would only give the pack permission to mess around with his and Ezra didn't need people poking around his relationships. He liked staying off the pack's radar for the most part. On the couch Remy was still goofing off with Glacis, though he could hear Amira approaching. Atticus and Carnaxa were still gone, and he wondered what was going on.

He didn't know Atticus too well, it was kind of awkward to hang out with Atticus- since he had a crush for Nydia and all. However, he did know Carnaxa. She was nice enough to him and the sentinel never had a problem with her. He just hoped this worked out for everyone with as little fallout as possible between the three. Although, he had heard Atticus state several times that he wasn't ready to take a mate yet. So, really this problem would likely be dealt with another day. And if they went by Nydia's normal attitude towards her brother- they wouldn't care either way what happened. He was jarred out of his thoughts by the sensation of sugary-sticky substance being wiped on his face. In his shock, his natural instinct was to flail- nearly flailing off the couch while Nydia quietly snickered with amusement. With shock he lifted his finger to his cheek, pulling away to find a coating of frosting on his fingers.

He chuckled, his gaze flickering back to Glacis. "Oh, I see how it is. Dragging me into your lover's spat." His tone was playfully dry, and turning to Nydia he grinned, waving his frosting covered finger towards her as if to wipe it in her hair. "I'm too lazy to wipe it back on Glacis- hold still Nydia." He whined, his eyes alight with amusement as the huntress caught his wrist in a rather firm grip as her hazel gaze narrowed. When she was satisfied that he wouldn't actually smear frosting in her hair, Ezra's wrists were released. Standing up to go wash his hands, he paused and whispered loudly enough for the room to hear "Glacis, I'm going to get you back. Maybe at dinner. Maybe during patrols- you'll never see it coming. And Amira? Look at what you started, giving ruffians the power of frosting. Tsk, tsk. Here I was thinking we were all mature adults." The Lead Sentinel was grinning at the blonde, evident that he was only playing. With that he headed towards the door, intent on getting to the kitchen to clean up from the frosting incident.

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full name&& Oliver Finn Huxley
nicknames&& Oli'
name meanings&&
• The olive tree. The biblical olive tree symbolizes fruitfulness and beauty and dignity. Extending an olive branch signifies an offer of peace.
• Fair
• Hugh's meadow
aliases&&
sex&& Male
gender identity&& Masculine
pronouns&& He/His/Him
age&& Twenty-six
birth date&& October 31
sexual orientation&& Bisexual
romantic orientation&& Biromantic
social status&& High
job occupation&& Musician
street status&& Well Known
other&& n/a
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written appearance&& Oliver is of average height. Overall he stands at about 5'10, with a solid muscular build. His skin tone is pale and fair, he doesn't burn or tan easily so it often looks like he doesn't see the sun very often. He looks almost nothing like his wraith-like blonde mother with her ruddy skin and big green eyes and oval face. Oli's face is somewhat squarish, with strong pronounced angles and jawline, that are usually softened by stubble. His hair is thick and often messy, though purposely so. His eyes are large, and framed by thick lashes that juxtapose the sharp, sapphire orbs. His lips are thick and full, and often adorned with a quick smile. His nose is a little on the larger side and pointed. His ears are the same. His shoulders are broad and strong-looking. His fingers are calloused from playing guitar and there's often an impish and sometimes immature air that billows about Oli.
height&& 5'10
body modification&& N/A
hair&& Brunette
eye color&& Blue
skin tone&& Fair/pale
usual attire&&
He has a plethora of button up's and jeans
Oliver likes to dress a little more casually sometimes
And then there are his lazy outfits. Sweatpants and a t-shirt. Usually he wont brush his hair during a lazy mood so he'll be found with a beanie as well.
faceclaim&& Iwan Rehon
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written personality&& Oliver is outwardly very outgoing. He's never shy to make new friends, and is often the first to introduce himself. His confidence isn't easy to miss, and he seldom seems to fade into the background. He has the type of personality that seamlessly draws people towards him. Oliver is never one to fade into the background. He's no saint and has a streak of adventure that has gotten him into trouble quite a few times. Oliver craves close friendships however, and can be a bit of a people pleaser. He enjoys making his friends happy therefore could easily be taken advantage of. Towards authority though Oliver is a bit of a rebel. If he doesn't want to do something, he won't do it. He won't keep his thoughts to himself and more than once it's gotten him into quite a bit of trouble. There's this impish gleam to his eye that is unmistakable, Outwardly he appears confident and outgoing; though inwardly he's a bit more toned down. Oliver would rather prefer to stay in, hang out with a few close friends than running with a large crowd. Naturally shy he can get stressed kind of easily, and therefore will often bail on plans his friends made with little explanation. He often feels lonely though he's surrounded by friends, and often puts up walls to keep people from seeing the real him. He strives for greatness, and does surprisingly well in his occupation. He loves music with a passion that's not atypical from him; it seems that he's an all or nothing person. Oliver does not do well with gray areas, and that often translate over to other aspects of his life. He either hates someone, or loves them, and once he's found something he loves Oliver will not let it up. The dark-haired boy hides behind his "Rebel without a cause" sort of reputation he's earned because he feels safer with that than actually letting people in. He's a little distrustful and can be hard to earn his trust and good-will. However once someone has it, Oliver will often stick by that person's side until the end. It can be hard to get him to commit to anything, and he's quite a free spirit.
known quirks&&
• Always knows which direction he's traveling in
Fidgiter when nervous- i.e pulling at the hem of his shirt, rubbing his hands together, rubbing the back of his neck, etc. etc.
Has the ability to speak in a cartoon-like voice which sounds nothing like his real voice.
Constantly quotes favorite movies and can usually identify the movie that a quote may come from.

blind quirks&&
• When stressed or lying, speaks from the corner of his mouth.
Strongly dislikes the sound of chewing and hums a quiet song while eating.
Readily puts himself in the way of danger without careful consideration.
Writes with left hand, but does everything else right-handed.
always laughs at own jokes nerd

disorders&& Insomnia Disorder
illnesses&& N/A
birth and growth abnormalities/deformities&& N/A
habits/obsessions/hobbies&& Rock climbing, smoking, music, running/jogging
abilities&& After his time at Baycrest, Oliver gained the ability of Fear Manipulation. Oliver can sense and manipulate the dread, fear, horror and terror, of themselves and other people by channeling fear, even manifesting the emotional energy to physical level. They can cause others fear even of the most harmless of things to the point of becoming catatonic or induce psychosis in other's. He's unable to manipulate any other emotions than fear, whether that be inducing it or reducing it in other people. Those with a strong will are far more difficult to manipulate than those with a weaker will. Those with a damaged Amygdala are less inclined to feel Oliver's fear inducement as potently with those with their Amygdala's intact. He hasn't explored all the levels of his fear manipulation and is relatively green with this ability.
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likes&&
• [i]"So many."
♥ dogs- they're just so important okay? But also just animals.
♥ Archer
♥ Bob's Burgers
♥ jogging/running
♥ cold days
♥ quality introvert time
♥ rock climbing
♥ joking around
♥ sleeping in
♥ rock/alternitive/inde/rap music
♥ literally anything chocolate
♥ baked goods
♥ he's a sucker for a good burger
♥ action movies
♥ goofing off with friends
♥ music/creating or listening to it
♥ lazy days
♥ night time because Oli's a night owl
♥ lord of the things anything [/i]
dislikes&&
• [i]"I'll make a list."
✘ snakes
✘ humid weather
✘ being alone
✘ power-hungry people
✘ baycrest
✘ being woken up early he will kill you.
✘ gory movies
✘ violence
✘ summer
✘ dancing in front of people
✘ feeling alone[/i]
fears&&
• Thunder/Lightning storms, and swimming/drowning.
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history&& If there were a mother of the year award, Janice Huxley would certainly never even be in the running. Suffering childhood traumas and abuses of her own, the wraith-like blonde was lost to the bottle long before she met Aaron Bradley, the man that would father her one and only child. They wouldn't last more than a night, and when Oliver Huxley was born, Janice had no clue what to do with him. That first night she was allowed to take him home she circled the firestation for hours, debating on leaving the child there. It would of been better, but some selfish desire awoken in Janice to keep her blue-eyed son. So, she took him home to her rundown apartment, and in her eyes did her best to raise him.

In reality, often times growing up Janice forgot all about Oliver's existence drunk off her face. He would be forced to lay in his own filthy diapers, screaming until Janice remembered to change him. It's a miracle that Oliver didn't die before the age of five. Some of his earliest memories are putting blankets over his passed out mother before quietly going to his neighbor's apartment, to ask for something to eat. Most the people on the floor took pity on the sweet, doe-eyed child. But none intervened in his life. No, rather they watched as he struggled to grow up- faster than the other children his age. While they were learning how to build castles from lego's- Oli' was learning how to make himself soups and sandwiches. He was learning when to avoid his mother, when she came home stinking and stumbling; muttering incoherently.

He learned to endure the gentle head pats that Janice gave him, mumbling always about how sorry she was and what a good boy Oliver was. While other kids were learning fun- Oliver was learning survival. He learned to tell himself the neglect wasn't too bad. That it could be worse, she could be violent. Oliver had no real goal, no real purpose in life but to take care of himself and Janice. School he fell behind in, his grades were terrible, and he often fell asleep or tuned out in class. His future did not look very bright, and by the time he reached ninth grade most teachers had already given up on him. A lost cause, someone who would work at Seven Eleven or Burger King when they grew older. Hell, Oliver had given up on him doing much with his life. It was the middle of ninth grade did Oliver's life change. Next door moved in Earnest Brodlin. A retired voice coach for a few popular singers had moved in. Oliver and Earnest's paths crossed when the retired voice coach noticed Oliver singing to the building's stray cat, trying to calm it enough to feed it the leftover bits of lunch Oli had.

Earnest noticed a real talent right away, and began to get to know Oliver. A few months later, Oliver agreed to let Earnest coach him, figuring he had nothing really to lose. Lessons were difficult, but enjoyable and it was Earnest who nursed a real passion in Oliver to be something better. To not prove his teachers right and become something. Earnest helped Oliver with homework, and with learning how to properly sing and play guitar. By the end of his senior year, Earnest had not only helped the young man become a straight A student, but had also gotten Oliver a small gig at a popular coffee shop in downtown Manhattan. It wasn't much, just little covers and renditions of popular songs. But people saw his potential and he had a generally positive reception. And then, Earnest revealed his graduation present to Oliver- he had pulled a few favors from his connections in the music industry and had gotten Oli' time in a studio to record his first album. Things only went up from there. The gentle, crooning album sold well for a first album, and Oliver was offered a deal with a popular label.

There he got to experiment with different types of music though always found himself floating back to gentle acoustic songs. He was able to support himself and at twenty-one moved out of his mother's apartment (Not that he had been spending a lot of time there since Earnest often let Oliver sleep over his place), and got a place of his own in a better part of town. His notoriety only increased and Oli co-headlined and headlined a few tours, domestic and worldwide. Things were looking good. Then twenty-three came. It was a few days after Thanksgiving did someone call him with the news. Earnest Bradley, the man who had been more a parent to him than his own mother or father, had passed away. He had contracted pneumonia and simply couldn't fight it off. Devastated doesn't even come close to how Oliver was feeling. After Earnest's funeral, Oliver spiraled. He withdrew from everything, and everyone, and began engaging in risky behaviors. The riskiest behavior of all? Agreeing to be part of Baycrest's experiments. He didn't know- how could he?

He was there for a year- and it was the worse year of his life. Horrible, horrible things that led his already existing insomnia to become worse. His ability manifested when Baycrest subjected Oliver to his biggest fear- drowning. When he was eight, Janice had taken him to a campground that had a lake. He had fallen off the dock while his mother passed out on the beach. He had nearly died had a couple teenagers not noticed him... But after Baycrest had tried numerous things, it was drowning that unlocked his ability- Fear Manipulation. He was there for a few more months before the program got shut down and he got released. He's been trying to lead his life normally since then, though not officially diagnosed struggles with anxiety disorders, and often self medicates himself through his smoking habit. He's gotten a bit better since Baycrest, and has gotten back into the music scene, trying to get back to some semblance of normal.
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relations and ties&&
• Janice Huxley- Mother, Estranged
Earnie Bradley- Father figure, deceased
Unknown Father- Unknown Status.
theme songs&&
• Iwan Rheon & Bang! Bang!
Bastille & Bad Blood
Eden Projet & drowning.
Civil Twilight & Come As You Are (Nirvana Cover)
Beach Weather & Swoon
Man Overboard & Love Your Friends, Die Laughing
William Control & Revelator
other&& Yo, if you wanna plot like directly with Oli or 'Thea- PM me.
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full name&& Athena Odella Eris
nicknames&& 'Thea
name meanings&&
• Meaning unknown, perhaps derived from Greek αθηρ (ather) "sharp" and αινη (aine) "praise". Athena was the Greek goddess of wisdom and warfare, the daughter of Zeus and the patron goddess of the city of Athens in Greece. She is associated with the olive tree and the owl.
• The name Odelia is a Teutonic baby name. In Teutonic the meaning of the name Odelia is: Wealthy.
• The name Eris is a Greek baby name. In Greek the meaning of the name Eris is: Goddess of discord.
aliases&&
sex&& Female
gender identity&& Feminine
pronouns&& She/Her/Her's
age&& Twenty-four
birth date&& January 18th
sexual orientation&& Heterosexual
romantic orientation&& Heteroromantic
social status&& Middle
job occupation&& Phlebotomist
street status&& Unknown
other&& N/A
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written appearance&& The first thing one might notice about Athena, is her hair. It's a coppery, wild red that seems interwoven with other shades of ginger. She's slim, not very curvy which she's a little self-conscious about. Her skin is Irish pale, while her eyes are a pale striking blue. She stands at about 5'2 and subtly muscled. She's almost delicate to look at with thin pink lips and a tiny, buttoned nose. Her face is angular, with cheekbones sharp enough to cut yourself on.
height&& 5'2
body modification&& None
hair&& Ginger
eye color&& Blue
skin tone&& Fair/Pale
usual attire&& She likes dresses
faceclaim&& Rose Leslie
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written personality&&
- kind:
athena is naturally very kind. she thrives when doing some good deed; whether lending a listening ear to someone; or simply doing small tasks like trying to do laundry whenever the chance arises or everyone or making sure everyone's had enough to eat. athena won't stand for bullying and does her best to calmly find solutions to conflict; trying to appease everyone. this can be difficult, espeically when there's an inter-conflict that requires her to pick a side. athena is always up for doing something nice for someone, big or small. she knows how it feels to be ignored or whispered about; therefore doesn't do it. athena does her best to care for others and doesn't expect anything in return.

- respectful
the svelte brunette is mindful of other's pasts, and does her best to respect that by not prying. she can come off as uncaring or cold though she just doesn't want to upset anyone by prying. she's very polite when talking with others and although when angered, upset, or flustered can be a little snippy, but will apologize after she calms down. she doesn't dig into anyone's personal lives; nor will she gossip about anyone's personal life unless she finds it absolutely necessary.

- timid
when she doesn't know people well athena is incredibly timid and withdrawn, partially due to her social anxiety. she's hard to break out of her shell, as she tends to seclude herself. at first she comes off as jumpy, skittish and kind of hard to talk to. to mask her timidness the girl can often be seen with her nose stuck in a book, or her ear-buds plugged snugly in. she is prone to a little stuttering when nervous, and is decidedly tight-lipped around strangers. athena is apt to ignore your existence if she doesn't know you; or give you short clipped answers. However, over time- especially if she and other's have the same goal in common she'll be able to overcome her innate meekness.

- secretive
while athena is happy to give advice and help whenever she can, the girl is very quiet and reclusive about her own past. even when it comes to her own thoughts, athena won't say anything unless it directly affects someone. she'll keep bits of vital information to herself unless directly asked and has gotten into trouble before for that. She doesn't trust many people very easily, and because of that often relies on herself to do too much. However, it's a very polite wall she usually puts up and while very clearly keeps people at arms length does so with a smile most times. Yet, she's also very good at keeping secrets. If someone asks her not to say anything about something, Athena won't. It's as simple as that.

-complex
full of conundrums and almost hot-cold behavior athena is complex to say the least. while she is kind, she can be very reclusive and almost icy to other's around her. while she wants to help, the girl keeps many of her ideas to herself, and has no problem with disappearing alone for long periods of time. while around athena is normally sweet-tempered, but can be touchy and short when asked what she's been doing. she keeps secrets, but has no problem in listening to other's. doing what little research about the drugs that gave them their superpowers, that she can while still trying to do good Samaritan acts athena can be very helpful; but unless asked she is hesitant about stepping into personal conflicts. she's a hopeless romantic, but is terrified of falling in love and is very reluctant to do so.

- loner
athena has never been one to surround herself with people. she prefers to do things her own way and doesn't like to have other's get in the way. because of this she lacks some social skills and often comes off as awkward or stubborn. she prefers to stick to what she knows and has a grudge against trying new things. she's distrustful of the world; even before Baycrest got a hold of her. she's jumpy around people she doesn't know and is quick to either fade into the background or be overly terse with those she doesn't know.

- naive
athena is a special kind of naive. she's gullible and begrudgingly filled with hope that the ability she's been inflicted with has a cure. she's one of the people that does what she can to help study the ability, even if it's just drawing blood and making sure it gets to labs for testing and results. she likes to see the best of people and can easily be taken advantage of. athena hates violence. she's a kind soul but a little too trusting on others. She holds those around her to the same ideals that she holds and therefore can easily overlook other's darker intentions, just as she had with Baycrest.

- indecisive
athena was never a leader; instead she'd rather leave that to someone else. never quick to decide things the willowy girl will go to great lengths to avoid making decisions and would rather leave that to someone else. she knows how a simple choice can alter one's destiny and if things go wrong because of a choice she made, athena doesn't think she'd be able to live with herself. she finds a great responsibility in being a leader; but finds more responsibility in making sure that leader's aren't abusing their power or coming to poor choices; affected by lack of understanding or influx of emotions. she has a great idea of what a leader should be but refuses to step up to those shoes.

- free-spirit
believing that everyone should be able to govern themselves; and only make big choices together athena can be a little resentful of authority. as long as her choices aren't affecting any others, athena is a little hard to "boss" around. while she is timid, if the girl doesn't like something, especially something directly relating to her, she'll voice her opinion. for the most part however, athena enjoys doing her own thing, such as "training" herself to become a better versed in her abilities, and can be found up at odd hours of the night due to insomnia, listening to music she has been known to be prone to take late night walks, though not so much anymore. athena also loves watching storms, and when one is going on she can be found out in the middle of it; staring up with a small and unchecked grin, uncaring of how wet she may get, or how loud the storm may be.
known quirks&&
• Taps fingers constantly
Runs fingers through hair
Plays with her hair
Talks, rather rambles when nervous
blind quirks&&
• Taps foot when standing still
Bounces leg up and down while sitting at the table
Chews on lip when lying or nervous
Talks very quickly when nervous
disorders&& Social/General anxiety, ADHD
illnesses&& N/A
birth and growth abnormalities/deformities&& N/a
habits/obsessions/hobbies&&
abilities&& Athena has gained the ability of Bone manipulation and rapid healing of herself. Athena has complete control over her own bones, and to an extent other's though that takes a great deal of focus. She can manipulate the density and weight of her bones, cause her bones to grow, or break away as projectiles. However, all this tears and rips skin open and her ability is a painful one to use; so she prefers to use it minimally. Over-exertion of this ability can lead to extreme stress on her body in terms of immune system, blood loss, comatose state, or even death if she uses her bone manipulation more rapidly than her body can heal. Her body has developed a Regenerative Healing Factor to help combat her Osteokinesis. She can not heal other people, and her own Regenerative Healing Factor will not work if she suffers an instant death, or if her body rips apart faster than it can heal.
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likes&&
•Cats
Comics
Superhero Movies
Dogs
Fluffy animals in general
Her job
Most music, except country
Drawing
dislikes&&
•Spiders
Bugs
Fire
Large crowds
Being alone in large crowds
Chili
Country Music
fears&&
• She dislikes heights.
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history&& Athena was born and raised in Boston to her mother and father. They doted on her as a child, showering her with attention. In school she was shy, timid, meek- and remained this way all the way until high school where she became a little more outgoing and confident. She left for Boston for schooling, and decided to become a phlebotomist. She was fresh out of school, and looking for a way to apply herself to the world, to find a difference and make a change when she subjected herself to Baycrest. Most of her memory has blocked it out due to trauma, so she doesn't recall much. Just that when she went in there she was human, and when she came out- something... Something more. Something less. She works at her local doctor's office drawing blood, and makes enough to support herself and her albino ferret- Alfie. She doesn't often stay in touch with her parents, siblings or friends after what happened at Baycrest.
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relations and ties&&
•Lyda Eris- Mother, Alive
Theodore Eris- Father, Alive
Cameron Eris- Sister Alive
Reggie Eris- Brother, Alive
theme songs (optional)&&
•Early Sunsets Over Monroeville- My Chemical Romance
other&& Yo sorry I just got really lazy on her form
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