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Post by Hadley Roarke on Feb 12, 2014 22:19:43 GMT -6
HADLEY, ELIZABETH, ROARKE
19//FEMALE//HETEROSEXUAL//FIRE MANIPULATION//BELLEFONTE STUDENT//AMBER HEARD
POWER INFO:
Being a woman with more violent tendencies, she focuses a lot of her energy into her palms, hence being able to summon fire into her palms. When she tries to summon fire she becomes hotter (she stays a toasty 105 - 110 F), and focuses her energy into her hands. According to her mentors at Bellefonte, she has more atoms in her body than most people. When energy surges through her, atoms rub together and cause her to create fire where she is focused most. Once when she was exercising, she felt such an adrenaline rush that she set herself on fire. She was not focused on a particular area, so the fire did not know where to go. That is still part of her training, however; she has not been able to do it quite that well since. She can only put it out by calming her thoughts and emotions.
Although Hadley can create and handle fire, she cannot control what it does once it leaves her palm. For example, if she sets fire to a building, she cannot put out the fire (and if you are a cop, she has never set fire to anything). She can only manipulate fire in an area of five feet around her, and only the fire she creates. This also coincides with her immunity to fire; Hadley is only immune to her fire.
Water is an obvious weakness. It makes her feel extremely tired (same as using too much fire). She can summon fire in mist/light rain, but she cannot in heavier water (e.g. pools, a downpour, a bath). Needless to say she is not a pool fan. Anyone that can manipulate water would automatically be added to her 'I'm Watching Your Ass' list.
Hadley has noticed that when she exercises she can better control her power. Working out gives her strength of the mind and body, so she feels better emotionally. Although she has trained her emotions throughout her time here, things that really upset can still cause chaos within her. When this happens, she cannot control the fire she summons.
Her dirty blonde hair in a messy bun and Sperries are her everyday look. Hadley has an abundance of self-confidence, so everyday appearances are of no concern. However, she is a lady, so she adores curling her hair and wearing her favorite pair of black pumps. But most days she is seen wearing her favorite hoodie and worn pair of Sperries. She has a pair of glasses for her deep blues, but she does not wear them as often as she should (it makes her look like a dork). During the colder months she has pale skin. Summer is tan time, but she cannot keep a tan for long (unfortunately). Hadley works out, therefore she has a trim, muscular figure. This is her passion, so she is always improving her body. She stands at a lovely height of 5'5".
QUICK-TEMPERED - Hadley has worked on containing her emotions, because of learning about her powers. Sadly, she still has anger issues. A few things can easily upset her (like messing with JimmyJamJame), or taking the last doughnut. It really all depends on the day she is having. When she does get angry, watch out; her powers manifest quickly and she has an extremely hard time controlling the fire she puts out.
HARD TO PLEASE - People often tell her this. She does not agree with their irrelevant opinion. Her standards are just higher than most. Life has hardened her, and she does not give in to peer pressure around her. This is another reason why she has a hard time finding a guy (besides the whole freaky fire thing). She expects much more of people and what they can put out. Which leads to her next trait.
MOTIVATOR - With all that in mind, she believes the human population can try harder than they do. Hadley likes to encourage people to do better in their life. She makes it her mission to push people. Which can often lead to pissing people off which pisses her off. Hadley comes off as very rough, but she believes that is what it takes to motivate people. Sometimes being soft and gentle does not cut it.
SARCASTIC - This is more of a joyful trait. Her sense of humor is very dry. This can also rub people the wrong way, as they may take her sarcasm for a serious insult. Add this to the list of what makes her rough around the edges, because it does not help her make friends.
SELF RELIANT - Hadley grew up fending for herself. Is there any wonder as to why she is the way she is? She does not need hand-outs. She does not need anyone bossing her around. She does not need help. If she has a hard time doing something, then she will work harder and perfect it on her own. Miss. Independent. Miss. Self-sufficient. Miss. Keep-Your-Distance.
LOYAL - Making friends can be rather challenging. When she gets someone she can trust she is loyal to the end. And she expects them to do the same. Anything that person needs done, it will be done. Hadley does not like to break promises, and will do what it takes to keep them if a friend desires it. She will will give you the shirt off of her back.
Kaylyn Roarke gave birth to Hadley Elizabeth Roarke over nineteen years ago and signed the birth certificate alone. The father was just another one night stand, and Hadley was not planned. As such, the child was treated like a burden. She became independent, because if she did not take care of herself, who would? Kaylyn and Hadley moved from town to town very often (her mother liked to rent a house then stop paying, it was a hobby), so Hadley never had a stable home. When she was eleven, her mother become pregnant and out came James ‘JimmyJamJame’ Roarke. He changed Hadley’s life. He relied on his older sister. He loved his older sister. And his older sister was his only mom.
Hadley’s powers peaked around the age of fourteen, when her mother’s boyfriend was being careless with James. Being so protective of the little squirt, she set fire to the scumbag boyfriend’s shirt. Not long after that, her mother decided to pawn her off at Bellefonte Academy. Kaylyn was terrified of Hadley and had never been a maternal woman anyway. She was happy to get rid of her freak of a daughter. Unfortunately, James had to be without his sister.
The rest is history. Hadley has never felt more at home than at Bellefonte Academy. Although she misses her little brother, she knows she belongs here. Only at Bellefonte Academy will she learn to hone her powers. She hopes to one day receive a position here and care for her little brother. The quick-tempered fireball tends to keep to herself, but she is not completely anti-social. Even though she feels like her powers make her a freak, she is thankful for them; they brought her here.
QUICK-TEMPERED - Hadley has worked on containing her emotions, because of learning about her powers. Sadly, she still has anger issues. A few things can easily upset her (like messing with JimmyJamJame), or taking the last doughnut. It really all depends on the day she is having. When she does get angry, watch out; her powers manifest quickly and she has an extremely hard time controlling the fire she puts out.
HARD TO PLEASE - People often tell her this. She does not agree with their irrelevant opinion. Her standards are just higher than most. Life has hardened her, and she does not give in to peer pressure around her. This is another reason why she has a hard time finding a guy (besides the whole freaky fire thing). She expects much more of people and what they can put out. Which leads to her next trait.
MOTIVATOR - With all that in mind, she believes the human population can try harder than they do. Hadley likes to encourage people to do better in their life. She makes it her mission to push people. Which can often lead to pissing people off which pisses her off. Hadley comes off as very rough, but she believes that is what it takes to motivate people. Sometimes being soft and gentle does not cut it.
SARCASTIC - This is more of a joyful trait. Her sense of humor is very dry. This can also rub people the wrong way, as they may take her sarcasm for a serious insult. Add this to the list of what makes her rough around the edges, because it does not help her make friends.
SELF RELIANT - Hadley grew up fending for herself. Is there any wonder as to why she is the way she is? She does not need hand-outs. She does not need anyone bossing her around. She does not need help. If she has a hard time doing something, then she will work harder and perfect it on her own. Miss. Independent. Miss. Self-sufficient. Miss. Keep-Your-Distance.
LOYAL - Making friends can be rather challenging. When she gets someone she can trust she is loyal to the end. And she expects them to do the same. Anything that person needs done, it will be done. Hadley does not like to break promises, and will do what it takes to keep them if a friend desires it. She will will give you the shirt off of her back.
Kaylyn Roarke gave birth to Hadley Elizabeth Roarke over nineteen years ago and signed the birth certificate alone. The father was just another one night stand, and Hadley was not planned. As such, the child was treated like a burden. She became independent, because if she did not take care of herself, who would? Kaylyn and Hadley moved from town to town very often (her mother liked to rent a house then stop paying, it was a hobby), so Hadley never had a stable home. When she was eleven, her mother become pregnant and out came James ‘JimmyJamJame’ Roarke. He changed Hadley’s life. He relied on his older sister. He loved his older sister. And his older sister was his only mom.
Hadley’s powers peaked around the age of fourteen, when her mother’s boyfriend was being careless with James. Being so protective of the little squirt, she set fire to the scumbag boyfriend’s shirt. Not long after that, her mother decided to pawn her off at Bellefonte Academy. Kaylyn was terrified of Hadley and had never been a maternal woman anyway. She was happy to get rid of her freak of a daughter. Unfortunately, James had to be without his sister.
The rest is history. Hadley has never felt more at home than at Bellefonte Academy. Although she misses her little brother, she knows she belongs here. Only at Bellefonte Academy will she learn to hone her powers. She hopes to one day receive a position here and care for her little brother. The quick-tempered fireball tends to keep to herself, but she is not completely anti-social. Even though she feels like her powers make her a freak, she is thankful for them; they brought her here.
SAMPLE:
He sighed contently. It was so loud in the quiet room. Bella closed her eyes and listened to the thud thud of his heartbeat. His hand delicately stroked her arm. His touch was so loving and gentle. Warmth emanated from his body. She moved around so her head was in his lap and her feet were tucked under her.
"Rub my head," she whined playfully. He mimicked her and started to run his fingers through her hair. He was so good to her; catering to her when she desired attention or just a few words of love. Her eyes were still closed and she gave a soft grunt.
"Belly, don't fall asleep.." His voice was velvet in her ears. The words bounced in her head until she lost her concentration from a tap on the nose. She opened her eyes to see him staring at her with the sweetest smile.
"Yes?" She grinned and cocked her head to the side. This made him laugh and kiss her forehead softly.
"You're just beautiful." Cloud Bella was the place to be. The butterflies carried her higher to her cloud, her castle in the sky where she was always the princess and he would forever be her prince.
"Just beautiful?" Bella pushed out her lips into a pout. His eyebrow twitched a little and he frowned. No, he wasn't really mad, just plotting something. That was his plotting face. So when he reached down to grab her foot and glide his fingers across it she wasn't surprised. However, she did giggle quite loudly and girly.
"Of course not! Just beautiful, what was I thinking?! You are insanely beautiful. Gorgeous. Breath taking." On the last word he stopped tickling her foot and pressed his lips against hers. The giggles ceased and she placed her hand on his jaw to keep him there. When she felt he probably needed air, she let go and snuggled her head back into his chest. "Oh, Bella. Why do you do this to me?" He twirled a piece of her hair.
"Do what?" Her voice was muffled by his shirt.
"Make me feel this way. Like a teenage boy winning his first kiss. I'm so happy. It feels like we picked up where we left off. And I mean it, you are so beautiful. My angel." As he said this, he traced her eyebrows then rubbed her cheek. She turned red. What was she supposed to say to that? He would leave her speechless yet again. Something that happened a lot with him. He leaned down to kiss her again and she dutifully met him halfway.
Everything about his kisses were perfect. If anyone wanted a man with a nice arsenal of kissing skills, this was him. His lips were soft every time. He always had just enough edge or softness with his kisses. His hand and body language would always be set in the right place. With one kiss he could tell you what he was thinking. For example, his firm kiss with his hand on the small of her back and one hand on her neck meant he wanted her. A light kiss was just his way of saying she was on his mind or she just did something he found incredibly cute. When his teeth grazed her lip he was teasing her because he knew she wanted him. And on and on. He almost always found a way to keep her going. Anything from his kisses to his romantic words. What was she going to do with him?
"Isabella," he muttered softly. His mouth was on hers and she didn't know how he managed to speak with them so tangled in each other. She kissed him harder-- if that was possible. He tangled his hand in her hair and sighed with pleasure. Bella pulled away and leaned her forehead on his. The longing on his face made her stomach bubble with excitement. It was hard to believe he was here, even though he was right in front of her face. His hands were still worn and warm. The icy blue eyes she remembered were actually staring into hers. And she could hear and feel him breathing in the silent room. He was holding back because he didn't want to overwhelm her, but she was ready. She had been ready since the moment he left; actually, if she was being honest, she was ready the second she knew she loved him and was going to marry him. But reminiscing about their past was for another day. Right now she wanted to show him how much she loved him and missed him because words often failed her when it came to him. And he was about to go crazy if she didn't make a move. Bella bit her lip and stared at him for a moment longer. His eyes were closed now, as if he was trying to control the sea raging within him. And he probably was. Why not make it easy on him? Her lips met his instantly.
USERNAME: beccathegreat
AGE GROUP: 18
EXPERIENCE: five years (:
He sighed contently. It was so loud in the quiet room. Bella closed her eyes and listened to the thud thud of his heartbeat. His hand delicately stroked her arm. His touch was so loving and gentle. Warmth emanated from his body. She moved around so her head was in his lap and her feet were tucked under her.
"Rub my head," she whined playfully. He mimicked her and started to run his fingers through her hair. He was so good to her; catering to her when she desired attention or just a few words of love. Her eyes were still closed and she gave a soft grunt.
"Belly, don't fall asleep.." His voice was velvet in her ears. The words bounced in her head until she lost her concentration from a tap on the nose. She opened her eyes to see him staring at her with the sweetest smile.
"Yes?" She grinned and cocked her head to the side. This made him laugh and kiss her forehead softly.
"You're just beautiful." Cloud Bella was the place to be. The butterflies carried her higher to her cloud, her castle in the sky where she was always the princess and he would forever be her prince.
"Just beautiful?" Bella pushed out her lips into a pout. His eyebrow twitched a little and he frowned. No, he wasn't really mad, just plotting something. That was his plotting face. So when he reached down to grab her foot and glide his fingers across it she wasn't surprised. However, she did giggle quite loudly and girly.
"Of course not! Just beautiful, what was I thinking?! You are insanely beautiful. Gorgeous. Breath taking." On the last word he stopped tickling her foot and pressed his lips against hers. The giggles ceased and she placed her hand on his jaw to keep him there. When she felt he probably needed air, she let go and snuggled her head back into his chest. "Oh, Bella. Why do you do this to me?" He twirled a piece of her hair.
"Do what?" Her voice was muffled by his shirt.
"Make me feel this way. Like a teenage boy winning his first kiss. I'm so happy. It feels like we picked up where we left off. And I mean it, you are so beautiful. My angel." As he said this, he traced her eyebrows then rubbed her cheek. She turned red. What was she supposed to say to that? He would leave her speechless yet again. Something that happened a lot with him. He leaned down to kiss her again and she dutifully met him halfway.
Everything about his kisses were perfect. If anyone wanted a man with a nice arsenal of kissing skills, this was him. His lips were soft every time. He always had just enough edge or softness with his kisses. His hand and body language would always be set in the right place. With one kiss he could tell you what he was thinking. For example, his firm kiss with his hand on the small of her back and one hand on her neck meant he wanted her. A light kiss was just his way of saying she was on his mind or she just did something he found incredibly cute. When his teeth grazed her lip he was teasing her because he knew she wanted him. And on and on. He almost always found a way to keep her going. Anything from his kisses to his romantic words. What was she going to do with him?
"Isabella," he muttered softly. His mouth was on hers and she didn't know how he managed to speak with them so tangled in each other. She kissed him harder-- if that was possible. He tangled his hand in her hair and sighed with pleasure. Bella pulled away and leaned her forehead on his. The longing on his face made her stomach bubble with excitement. It was hard to believe he was here, even though he was right in front of her face. His hands were still worn and warm. The icy blue eyes she remembered were actually staring into hers. And she could hear and feel him breathing in the silent room. He was holding back because he didn't want to overwhelm her, but she was ready. She had been ready since the moment he left; actually, if she was being honest, she was ready the second she knew she loved him and was going to marry him. But reminiscing about their past was for another day. Right now she wanted to show him how much she loved him and missed him because words often failed her when it came to him. And he was about to go crazy if she didn't make a move. Bella bit her lip and stared at him for a moment longer. His eyes were closed now, as if he was trying to control the sea raging within him. And he probably was. Why not make it easy on him? Her lips met his instantly.
USERNAME: beccathegreat
AGE GROUP: 18
EXPERIENCE: five years (:
