Oneyka A. Duffuor

[Oneyka A. Duffuor]

NAME: Oneyka, Ama, Duffuor
NICKNAME: Onnie, Onyx or whatever fake name she chooses when shifting
AGE: Eighteen
GENDER: Female
ORIENTATION: Heterosexual
POSITION: International Student
FACE CLAIM: Kylie Bunbury

POWER:

Shapeshifting
The ability to psionically change/alter the formation of the biological cells to change her appearance  to assume the form of another human being. It enables her to change the length, texture, style, and color of her hair as well and the color of her skin and the pigment of the eye's iris and certain shapes around the body (ie: eyelid shape, lip shape, breast shape). Flesh is easier to shift compared to bone and muscle structures. Although it may not be impossible, she cannot grasp the ability to alter her bones, and muscles to make her bigger, smaller, shorter, taller. So not only is shifting into a male near impossible for her, it may also be a very painful experience. Shifting into one set appearance over and over again will become easier than if she shifted into an appearance for the first time. 

Limitations
* Must be conscious or will revert back to normal if unconscious
* Has to have a source or a study to understand and copy said person's appearance
* Must understand and have a feel before being able to copy specific hair/skin texture
* Shifting may only last for twenty minutes
* Must wait at least five hours or more before being able to shift again
* Currently cannot add mass so must stay close to her original size
* May have trouble returning to original form
* Limited to only humanoid shapes
* May accidentally keep characteristics of original form
* Cannot change genetic coding (blood type, DNA)

Vocal Mimicry
The ability to duplicate, mimic or copy the sound of another human, animal or object. For humans, she can mimic both male and female as well as any sound an animal can make as long as she has heard it before. Along with sounds from objects (whizzes, pops, crackles, bangs, thuds etc) 

Limitations
* Must have heard the sound once or twice before being able to mimic
* Must also have an understanding of the sound for an accurate mimic
* May have a had time changing back to original voice
* Cannot change the loudness of sound past a regular human's capability 
* Will have times when she experiences involuntary mimicry  

Side-Effects
Headaches, cramps, body soreness, stinging, itching, sore throat, swollen tonsils, loss of voice, loss of self awareness, confusion, fatigue, dry scalp/skin. 

EXPLAIN YOUR APPEARANCE TO US

You don't have to be so demanding. I'm 5'6 and I weigh around 126 pounds, I am a 32B cup and I can fit my feet comfortably into a size 8 (US size).  My natural hair is black, the texture is quite straight, goes past my shoulders but stops right underneath my chest. I have almond shaped, dark brown eyes, and lips fuller than I'd like to admit they are and my two front teeth are "buck" thanks to my young habits of sucking my thumb when I was a little girl. My skin is naturally dark brown and smooth, seeing how I was one of the lucky few to not have to worry about acne coming to haunt me throughout my teen years. Though, I'd have to warn you, this is my natural look. When my powers are in play, anything goes and I may not look like what you expect me to or I may look like the girl of your dreams.

CONTINUE PLEASE

What? Ohhhhkaay... I guess we can talk about what I like to wear? Well I enjoy all kinds of fashion really. I grew up as a pageant baby in Ghana, West Africa and my family is somewhat wealthy so I've been opened to a lot of fashion. I mostly enjoy vivid and bright colors or anything kind of color that's known to compliment my tone. I love modern fashion, upbeat colors, patterns, prints, blouses, dresses, heels, you name it, I love it. Just as long as it is not some sort of pageant ballgown dress, I'd wear it. I also have one piercing and that is located on my left nostril and yes, I do wear my nose piercing for it as well as other things, like bracelets, rings and necklaces. I always like to keep my nails looking as amazing as usual. 

WHAT ARE YOU LIKE, PERSONALITY WISE

Personality wise? I'm known to be head-strong, confident, independent, and somewhat of a caregiver, an activist and others have even gone as far as to calling me a feminist or someone who is all about "girl power" or whatever we'd call it today. My parents raised me to be a very strong woman who isn't afraid of getting her hands dirty while knowing how to act like a lady when need be. I'm very passionate when it comes to equality and allowing us to see each other as we would see ourselves, nothing more and nothing less. I tend to make friends very quickly unless they dislike the way I carry myself.

Relationship wise, I guess my main interests would have to be in the male gender, and only if they don't see me as some kind of threat, or intimidation of any kind. That would always be nice. I am not the type to be flattered by cat calls, gifts, flirting, and/or any type of compliments that are close to meaningless. I enjoy sex, just as much as the next female, yeah. I tend to flirt but only if I find you attractive, of course. I don't need money or help from anyone, ever. More than likely I'd be too stubborn to accept anything and tend to find my own way to fix a situation myself. I believe that even with being the "smaller gender", as a female or non-binary, we are all equal to each other, men included and that one gender is no more greater than the other.

One of my favorite quotes describes it best by Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie, a Nigerian writer :

"We teach girls to shrink themselves
To make themselves smaller
We say to girls,
"You can have ambition
But not too much
You should aim to be successful
But not too successful
Otherwise you will threaten the man."
Because I am female
I am expected to aspire to marriage
I am expected to make my life choices
Always keeping in mind that
Marriage is the most important
Now marriage can be a source of
Joy and love and mutual support
But why do we teach girls to aspire to marriage
And we don't teach boys the same?
We raise girls to see each other as competitors
Not for jobs or for accomplishments
Which I think can be a good thing
But for the attention of men
We teach girls that they cannot be sexual beings
In the way that boys are
Feminist: the person who believes in the social
Political, and economic equality of the sexes."

TIDBITS

I'm fluent in four languages which include: English, Twi, Swahili and French.
My pageant talents are singing, playing the piano and ballet.
Though it isn't very thick, my Ghanaian accent is still somewhat noticeable.
I've never had a GPA lower than a 4.0.

OKAY, SO WHAT ABOUT YOUR...

History? Family? Siblings? Friends? That sort of thing? I love how interested you are in whatever I have going on over here but seeing how you asked me so nicely...

I was born in Kumasi, Ghana, West Africa but was raised in Accra which is also in Ghana, West Africa. Both of my parents are Ghanaian born and raised and met when they were in college together, ended up dating and getting married, that whole sort of thing. I am an only child, something people realize later down the road when getting to know me. Both of my parents are somewhat important people. My father is a well known doctor who also owns a few hospitals and clinics around the country with a few partners. My mother was once a model, beauty pageant queen as well as Miss Ghana for a few years before becoming an activist. And because of my mother's love for the pageant world, she also brought me to be in pageants ever since I could remember. I've won more pageants and awards than I can count, we even had a trophy room built just for me and my accomplishments which is next to the room specifically for my mother and then father's trophies, awards, diplomas and such. It sounds ridiculous to have but when you own and live in a big estate, you tend to have random rooms for no reason.

I never cared about the stress that people expected you to have when being in pageants or having to live up to my parents standards because they never forced me into it. My parents never pressured me, threatened me, or made me want to hate them in any way shape or form. I grew up having a mutual understanding with my parents because all they ever did was love me. They would always remind me that I can be at my best but only if I wanted it and yeah, I wanted it, all of it. I ended up loving what I did and as well as making sure my grades were only the best and being apart of community efforts, volunteering, while also trying to be young at heart. I learned how to balance it all once I became around the age of eleven.

It wasn't until I was around the age of fourteen where my life might have shifted drastically. It's not really something you'd forget so easily. Me and my mom had this huge blow out. I guess I was just stressed out with school and this crush I had on this boy who told me out in front of the whole school about how he wasn't into me because he felt that I was conceited or something and pretty much compared me to another girl he always had his eyes on. Either way I was pretty upset. I came home from school that day and my mom was already spitting out ideas about the next couple of pageants she had set up for me. I wasn't trying to hear it and I blew up on her, she blew up on me and next thing I know she "accidentally" compares me to the other girls she knew who worked harder than me, and wanted to be a winner more than I did. If you can't tell, I highly dislike being compared to anyone, ever. I was upset, I said some mean things, stormed to my room in tears and laid in my bed for the next few hours. After taking a nap, I woke up only to hear my mother coming to my room to apologize but instead she screamed. I freaked out because she freaked out and she freaked out because my skin color changed as well as other features that made me look like a teenage Caucasian female. That might of explained why I felt so sick after taking that nap but it only got worse after that.

There were numerous trips to the doctor even after I was back to normal but the couldn't find anything wrong with me. We did, however, get a visit from a recruiter from this one mutant academy in South Africa. That's when we all discovered that I was a mutant, a shapeshifter and that I had no choice but to attend the school. My parents were not having that. There was a lot of yelling, arguing, and screaming (especially from my mother) but all I could do was stay quiet and think about how insane this all was. None of it really hit me until the flight to the school. Coping with my change in lifestyle and leaving my parents was difficult for me. It didn't get easier until the start of my last year. I made a few friends and I was okay with it for the most part.

So when you think that's the end of it, there's more. There was this international overseas program or something along those lines of where some of us would be attending the Bellefonte Academy in America for a few reasons that I couldn't really wrap my mind around. With my high grades and talents, they figured I'd be one in the group that would possibly attend.



SAMPLE: Merr

USERNAME: Kam!

AGE GROUP: Twenty-Four

EXPERIENCE: 2 hours

WHERE DID YOU FIND US?RPG-D

Template made by MEL, inspired by NU

[Mel *]

You know what to do, babe!

[Oneyka A. Duffuor]

NAME: Oneyka, Ama, Duffuor
NICKNAME: Onnie/Oney
AGE: Eighteen
ORIENTATION: Heterosexual
POSITION: Bellefonte Student


HER POWERS
Much hasn't changed/developed with her shapeshifting since her arrival for IMAC. While she still has a good grasp on being able to shift physically to others who are also female, she still has a difficult time with shapeshifting into a male and tends to shy away from doing so (as it can be extremely painful). Her vocal mimicry has also gone without much change or development.

HER LIFE
While on her plane ride to America for the first time, Oneyka had never expected that she'd experience so much within these past six months. While she was chosen among others from her school at La Roux in South Africa to compete in IMAC, she arrived at The Bellefonte Academy to do just that... compete. While at the Academy, Oneyka has made a few good friends (ie: Nathan, Heather, Tim, Lux etc) and some acquaintances along the way. She has continued her disciplines in music and dance and most importantly has fallen for a very unique individual. Who would have thought that the one girl who has been so independent (relationship wise) and so focused on her well being would be attracted to someone like Jack McCarthy. Believe it or not, DL's rumors are true. Oneyka has been attracted to him and his wacky ways since the day she helped him get his arm out of a vending machine. He is a breath a fresh air and despite the grey hairs he may give her, she couldn't ask for a better boyfriend and best friend. Now with her decision to stay in America, gain her citizenship, push her pageant and modeling days aside while stepping on her parent's toes... she still has to get accustomed to certain situations and learning how to be more of a girlfriend.

Now only if someone could answer why there is a Starbucks on every corner.

[Oneyka A. Duffuor]

NAME: Oneyka, Ama, Duffuor
NICKNAME: Onnie/Oney
AGE: Eighteen
ORIENTATION: Heterosexual
POSITION: B.A. College Student


HER POWERS
While Oneyka's observation skills have improved, she still finds it difficult to shapeshift into a full male. Her vocal mimicry of mostly any gender and sound have improved with the daily mocking and practice but changing into a male's body shape has still been somewhat of a painful experience. To the point where Oneyka finds herself too scared to try, because who would want to inflict pain on themselves?

HER LIFE
Onnie has grown more and more to the American culture and customs. She has gain a new respect for a country so diverse in it's people but still finds it hard to believe that mutants have yet to be a world wide acknowledgement. Ever since her transfer after IMAC, Oneyka found herself falling even deeper for her boyfriend, Jack McCarthy. To the point where she finds herself often empty whenever they've taken time from each other. Because of this, she has found a new fuel of "envy" or even "jealousy" that she is not proud of. Events and Jack's mannerism lead Oneyka to believe that there was something there, something Jack refused to talk about and it pointed to Jack and Luxanna. 

Because of this, Oneyka had put most of her time into keeping her grades at only the best. Her good grades paid off. Now Oneyka is a high school graduate and well on her way to major in Philosophy and minor in Dance & Performance Studies. She just hopes that being in college allows her to have more of an open minded relationship with the world and how everything works. That and she hopes she doesn't allow herself to feed into any envious feelings, or coy ideas that may come with being a shapeshifter. 

[Oneyka A. Duffuor]

NAME: Oneyka, Ama, Duffuor
NICKNAME: Onnie/Oney
AGE: Twenty-One
ORIENTATION: Heterosexual
POSITION: Senior College Student and Music Education Teacher's Assistant

POWERS
Shapeshifting & Vocal Mimicry
For the most part, her powers hadn't taken any drastic changes or losses. Before SPRITE occurred, Oneyka worked on her training and being able to shift into the opposite sex. While she managed to accomplish the task at hand, it still too her a while to shift into a male as quick as she was when shifting into another female. After SPRITE, She'd been shifting with ease no matter the gender but still has to understand and observe the person she's trying to shift into before actually taking on their physical appearance.


Sometimes I wonder how my life would have played out had I never stayed in America, had I participated in IMAC and went back, leaving my friends behind... leaving my boyfriend behind. Then again, had I left so soon, they wouldn't necessarily be friends now would they? I suppose Jack and I wouldn't have ended up in such a drastic relationship had I not stayed. To even think about it is quite the painful image.

Three years later and I'm still with him. We've gone through many ups and downs and many people have told me that your first relationship would not be your last. They were wrong. Many things throughout the years have brought us closer than we ever expected. Him having cancer showed me how close I was to losing him but only to make me realize that I never wanted to lose him.

Throughout his fight with cancer, I've taught myself to shift into a male efficiently, just so I could take his place in class while he was out and not feeling well. I didn't think it was fair that he'd miss class because unlike everyone else, I believed he'd get through... and he did. He fought it and he won.

I continued college, as I'm currently in my last year. I managed to still have my abilities even after that random "SPRITE". The world changed and though many people were not able to cope with the realization that mutants and humans were next door neighbors, it hadn't bothered me. Sure, there are those against mutants that I fear will do anything in their power to keep us away but that's just how humans work. No matter the race, color, gender, sexual orientation... we humans always find a reason to get angry but I couldn't let that worry me. I had to focus on my schooling, music is my current passion and while I still manage to agree to a few modeling gigs here and there, there's just nothing that compares to music. Which is why I had applied to be a Teacher's Assistant until graduation, where I'd actually have a chance at being a full time Music Teacher.

I've been more "hip" with the ways of Americans and while I've been working on my accent naturally, it's not as thick as it once was. Though, a certain someone tends to like it... among all of the other hundreds of accents my vocal mimicry can pick up.

And to think I almost denied myself the chance to attend IMAC a few years back...

[Oneyka A. Duffuor]

NAME: Oneyka, Ama, Duffuor
NICKNAME: Onnie/Oney
AGE: Twenty One
ORIENTATION: Heterosexual
POSITION: Music Teacher Assistant


HER POWERS
No major changes, except that she has found her shape-shifting to be a bit more finicky than before due to her still mourning the death of her father, among other emotions. Still prone to act up when under large amounts of stress and anxiety. 

HER LIFE
Oneyka had to leave to States due to a family emergency. Her father, whom she considers her best friend, her mentor, her teacher, the first man she had ever loved and the first man who had ever loved her, was diagnosed with cancer.  The thought itself kind of shook her in ways she didn't know it could and because of this she did not hesitate in leaving back to Ghana, West Africa. As soon as she got the news, she mentioned the idea of leaving to her boyfriend, Jack McCarthy. The idea of having to part ways, of course, added cracks to that heart of hers but she just knew she couldn't stay in America while her father was sick. It took a lot from her to even bring up the subject of moving on to Jack but without knowing when and if she'd be back, she knew it wasn't fair to leave him waiting. 

Her plane ride home had been filled with tears.

While in Africa, she tried her best to keep in contact with everyone but that sort of died down once the end was near for her father. Despite the amazing care he was given, Oneyka's father died to cancer. Onnie had never felt so broken before, so lost, so unsure... so in grief. She kept to herself, locked away in her room during this time, because for the first time in her life she didn't know how to comfort her mother or anyone else because she didn't even know how to comfort herself. She didn't speak, or eat for days, and writing didn't come as natural during that time. Singing was out of the option since her voice had shifted and gone haywire. Going out and seeing friends was a big no as the stress caused a lot of hair, skin, and eye changes to happen.

After a while, her mother declared that Oneyka could no longer stay mourning the way she did. She needed her daughter out of the country, and advised that maybe going back to her second home would be the best decision. Onnie wasn't sure if that was the best of ideas seeing how she hadn't spoke with Jack or any of her loved ones in weeks, months even. There were countless arguments about it and how her mother didn't need to be left alone, but she finally gave in and headed back home.

As for the present, Oneyka had arrived back to the apartment her, Heather and Jack stayed in, only to find out that Jack had moved out weeks before her arrival. Which she figured it was probably for the best. It has not been a full week since her arrival and she knew she had so much to catch up on...

[Deleted]