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Post by Steinbeck Dunn on Jun 24, 2014 15:08:49 GMT -6
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NAME: Steinbeck Lynette Dunn
NICKNAME: Beck, Becky
AGE: 16
GENDER: Female
ORIENTATION: Asexual
POSITION: Bellefonte Student
FACE CLAIM: Luca Hollestelle
POWER
Name of Power: Gravity Manipulation
Becky has the ability to change the effects of gravity on certain objects. That is, she can make things heavier or lighter than they would normally be given the average gravitational pull of the Earth. This is easiest and most natural to achieve on herself. However, given enough motivation and training, she should be able to extend this gravitational manipulation to other things. Things in close proximity are easier to manipulate, as well as things that have less mass. It’s going to be a lot easier for her to make a pencil float than to make a house float, for instance. Where she currently stands, she is able to make herself heavier or lighter at will. Small and close objects are also relatively easy for her to manipulate. With proper training and a lot of practice, she might eventually be able to manipulate anything within 200 yards and lighter than a ton.
Limitations
—> objects must be close to be manipulated
—> objects must be relatively light to be manipulated
—> manipulation is entirely related to concentration
—> larger (15lbs+) and farther (2ft+) objects are out of her reach currently
—> cannot manipulate the gravity field around other people
—> has difficulty being exactly accurate when manipulating; sometimes makes things light instead of heavy, etc
Side-Effects
—> exhaustion when manipulating far away/heavy objects
—> takes concentration to keep herself in “normal” gravity
—> difficulty walking
—> dizziness and subsequent nausea
—> headache
—> mental strain
APPEARANCE SECTION:
Becky stands at about 5’6”, which makes her just tall enough to look down at both of her very short mothers. Her red hair is pretty straight and falls partway down her back. She has to use about five different conditioners to make it manageable, so usually she either leaves it down straight or braids it back so that she doesn’t have to worry much about it. Her eyes are dark brown and her entire face is spotted with freckles that trail down her neck and over her arms and just about everywhere. Her lips are a light pink with straight teeth (thanks to a few years with retainers and braces). Her make up is usually pretty minimal as she isn’t much embarrassed by her freckles or other blemishes. Sometimes some eye makeup if she is feeling adventurous.
Becky holds herself quietly. She doesn’t like to stand out, so mostly she walks with keeping quiet and blending in in mind. She keeps her head down a little bit and is the first to apologize if she bumps into someone. When her power gets in the way, however, she can have some difficult in this regard. Sometimes she walks and her feet barely touch the ground or she looks like she’s dragging a hundred pounds with every step. When her power gets the better of her, watching her try to stand and move about is pretty funny. She tries to laugh it off too, but sometimes she wishes that her power wasn’t so obvious. Her facial expressions are really hard to hide too. You could say that she’s an open book.
MUST HAVE APPAREL:
She likes wearing comfortable clothes. She wears things that flatter her sometimes, when she’s in a certain mood — dresses or fitted tops, for example, but she owns very few. Most of the time she wears tank tops and sweaters and jeans and calls it a day. She has a pair of well-worn leather hiking boots that she wears almost all the time or otherwise walks barefoot. She also has a certain hoodie that she absolutely adores. It’s a faded green with stitched yellow swirls all over it and a big front pocket that is big enough to carry almost anything around. It’s pretty much too small for her at this point and ratty around the edges but it was one of the first gifts her biological mom gave her, so it has some sentimental value.
PERSONALITY SECTION:
Becky is a pretty quiet individual. She doesn’t like to stick out in a crowd. She maybe said two words to every teacher she’s ever had. It isn’t that she doesn’t like people or that she’s antisocial. She’s just a pretty big introvert by design and has a pretty obvious lisp that brought her a lot of teasing when she was younger. She just finds that it is easier to say only what she has to and observe the rest of the time. When in a large crowd like a classroom or a party, she’s the wallflower type.
That being said, around people she knows very well, she is personable and bubbly. She has a strange, stilted sense of dry humor that very few people actually find funny, but otherwise, those who she is close to find her to be pretty companionable. She’s quick to laugh at a friend’s joke and even pretty quick to tell her own if the company is right. She enjoys going to movies with one or two friends or even just sitting around and reading together. But she definitely needs recharge time after an outing: a rather traditional introvert.
Despite being quiet in most situations, she isn’t afraid of much. She gets herself into trouble sometimes because when her friends have a crazy idea, she’s quick to agree. She’ll go on any rollercoaster, break any rule, jump off any cliff. But she is absolutely terrified of public speaking. Even when it has been required for a grade in a course, she’s adamantly refused. She’ll do anything else but speak in front of a crowd. And more than two friends definitely counts as a crowd.
EXTRA QUIRK:
She has a pretty strong lisp which can make her difficult to understand at first, but once someone has talked to her a few times, they usually get used to it and can understand her just fine.
MOTHER: Christina Dunn (50)
MOTHER: Maude Dunn (46)
SIBLINGS: N/A
PET: Applesauce; a fancy hooded rat
SIGNIFICANT OTHER: N/A
WORTHY MENTIONS: N/A
CHILDHOOD:
Steinbeck’s mother was seventeen when she became pregnant with her. The father was an eighteen year old who wanted nothing to with the entire enterprise, so neither of them were ready for the responsibility of a child. Luckily, Christina and Maude Dunn, a married couple, were eager to adopt a child. When Steinbeck was born, she was immediately taken in by her two moms. They owned a local bookshop and were both literary nuts, having met in college when they were both majoring in literature. The bookshop had always been a dream of theirs, so of course they named their daughter after one of the best authors of all time.
Becky grew up in the little apartment above the bookshop with her two loving parents. It was a marvelous place to be a child. There were so many books to read and people to meet in the bookshop and lots of places to explore and hide in the upstairs. She made a few friends in elementary school, but mostly kept to herself, reading books and writing stories in her notebook during recess. She attended speech therapy for a while to get rid of her lisp, but unfortunately the treatment didn’t make a dent in it. Luckily, as this age, kids didn’t really care if you had a lisp, so she didn’t get teased too much about it. She was ten when she first met her biological mother, Penelope Jameson. Christina and Maude were a bit hesitant for them to meet, but it turns out they got along okay and she still visits Penelope on major holidays. Her favorite green sweatshirt was a Christmas gift from her biological mom on her twelfth birthday.
However, this didn’t change her perception of her parents. In her mind, she was definitely the daughter of Maude and Christina. She never really went through a crisis “you aren’t my real mom” period. They attended all her school functions and always helped her with her homework. She occasionally got strange looks when she said she had two moms, but the teasing didn’t really pick up until middle school.
ADOLESCENCE:
Becky was doing very well in school when she entered middle school. Her reading comprehension was almost off the charts — her bibliophile mothers had been reading to her since she was born, so it wasn’t really that surprising — and her math skills were pretty good as well. Her teachers saw her as bright and quiet and her classmates saw her as someone nice enough but easy to ignore. She didn’t mind so much. She’d always been content to read by herself.
However, when she first got the confidence to speak up in class and her parents attended the first school concert, some jerks started up the teasing. It wasn’t common for someone’s parents to be gay in her little town and some people thought it was just hilarious that she had two moms. Throw that in with a lisp that made her sound like a Sylvester from Loony Toons and she was the easiest target imaginable. She became a bit more quiet and withdrawn in response, but refused to bring the issue to her parents. She didn’t want them to feel guilty, after all, and she knew that everything the idiots were saying was wrong. But needless to say, her grades dropped along with her spirits and she started struggling with school.
When she entered high school, she was put in some remedial courses, which put her right into contact with those kids that found her familial situation hilarious. Her morale kept worsening and worsening until her mom Christina finally decided that she had to ask what was wrong. After a few minutes of question dodging, Becky opened up and told her mom about the teasing. They all went to the principal the next and the perpetrators were dealt with. Now instead of teasing Becky, they outright hated her. They glared at her whenever they could and shoved her in the hall sometimes, but they couldn’t do half of what they had been doing before.
Sophomore year, Becky’s mood lightened. She started making a few friends in the library where she spent most of her time at school. She had a few over to the bookshop and even went out to the movies a few times (and, once and very memorably, cliff diving). Her moms bought her a pet rat for her fifteenth birthday, which she named Applesauce and carried around in her pocket whenever she could. As she slowly started to get into a healthier mindset, her body started getting healthier too, and her power manifested. She was sleeping one night when suddenly she woke up from a bump to the head onto to realize that she’d somehow floated to the ceiling in her sleep. She screamed for her moms, who came running, and helped her to the ground. Maude was convinced that it was some sort of possession or something while Christina insisted that their had to be a rational explanation. While they argued, Becky panicked. What was happening to her? What were they going to do?
Unable to reach a decision, they decided to ignore the incident and hope that it never happened again. Becky woke up a few more times in the coming weeks to the ceiling bumping against her head, but she made sure not to tell her moms about it. She quietly dragged herself down to the ground and waited for her gravity to normalize. Then it happened in the library and she had to grip her chair while her friends asked her what was wrong. One time, she was reading a book and heard some frantic squeaking and found that Applesauce, who had been patiently sitting in her lap, was floating a few inches above her.
Luckily, the people from Bellefonte Academy showed up two weeks after the first incident in her bedroom and informed her moms of the situation. There were some tearful goodbyes and promises to keep in touch and plans for getting together soon before she took some clothes and Applesauce and left for school, nervous to see how she would do without the protection and guidance of her mothers.
SAMPLE:
From a Hogwarts RPG:
Arnold had never thought much of the theory of “true love”. It was ridiculous premise, that everyone out there had another person with whom they matched up exactly. Arnold could thing of a hundred logical fallacies in that belief. There would have to be a exact even number of people at any given time, firstly. What about people whose soulmate died young? Or lived in another nation, spoke another language? But, as said, he knew better than to start pointing all those flaws out. It was best to let his friends have their little fantasies. That was probably his only chance of being allowed to continue to keep them as friends.
He sipped his cup of tea and let his friends look over his notes. Watching their faces turn to approving grins, he assumed they were pleased with his work, and felt proud that he’d gotten their approval. He stood up and grabbed some pajamas. "I'll change and then begin on the additions about wand lore. I have the majority of it memorized, but it would be wise to check everything with a source from the library in case I miss anything," Arnold mused while he wandered into the bathroom and half-shut the door behind him as he quickly changed into the pajamas. "My memory is generally infallible but occasionally pointless trivia slips through the cracks."
Once changed, he came out of the bathroom and sat down in front of the notes again, dipping in his quill and beginning to scribble.
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