Andrew 'Drew' Conner

[Drew Conner]

Andrew 'Drew' Francis Conner
FACE CLAIM: James McAvoy
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AGE: 18
GENDER: Male
ORIENTATION: Heterosexual
POSITION: College Student

POWER:Telepathic Perception
Telepathy | noun |te·lep·a·thy |\tə-ˈle-pə-thē\ \a way of communicating thoughts directly from one person's mind to another person's mind without using words or signals. Derivitive of the Ancient Greek words 'tele' (distant) and 'pathos' (feeling, perception, passion, affliction, experience). This term was first used in 1882 by Frederic W.H. Myers, a classical scholar and a founder of the Society for Psychical Research.

In a less literal, academic sense, Drew Conner is capable of lifting thoughts and memories of the individuals around him. Drew can, under certain circumstances, communicate telepathically but refrains from doing so.

Anything hiding beneath the conscious, 'surface' of an individuals mind are lifted in a similar manner as downloading an audio or video file. With a willing (or vulnerable) target, Drew is able to 'buffer' the mental 'files' being lifted, though, in most cases, he must wait until enough of the memory or thought is transferred into his own mind before it can be processed and analyzed. This allows Drew to retain access to the images that play through his mind much in the same fashion as a video playback even after the connection with a target has been severed, provided he was able to maintain the link long enough.

Due to the time and effort involved in 'downloading' more embedded, hidden thoughts and memories, the sometimes randomness of a person's surface thoughts are Drew's bread and butter. Strong or prevalent thoughts can usually be lifted with ease and are visualized in vivid images or gut feelings giving Drew the reputation for being a very intuitive individual, as opposed to being 'outed' as a telepath.

Communicating using this power is spotty, at best, in most cases. In order to project his own thoughts or memories into someone else, Drew must be intimately familiar with the intended target's mind. Because of this, the only person he's capable of consistently 'speaking' with, even from a distance, is his twin sister. At times he's been able of 'forcing' a thought or memory into an unfamiliar mind but more often than not it comes out disjointed and vague, at best. He's been known to be able to maintain a telepathic link with his sister over a distance of nearly 2 miles due to the many years of growing acclimated with one other's mental faculties. Anyone else, the limit of the communication aspect of Drew's power ranges from a few feet to those unfamiliar, to roughly 30 meters in those he's comfortable with.

LIMITATIONS:
- Drew must be in line of sight to his target and, with the exception of his sister, with whom he shares an exclusive link, must be within a 30 meter range.

- Other mental activity in the area can inhibit the 'download speed', or even the connection itself. Attempting to scan and read someone standing on the other side of a crowded room takes great effort and, depending on the overall circumstances and nature of the gathering, may be impossible even if the target is well within the 30 meter range limit.

- When attempting to make a mental connection with someone it's possible for stronger thoughts to interfere, causing the mental link to wander in the direction of the more powerful thoughts. This has resulted in confusion as Drew accidentally links with an unintended target and begins to scan through their surface thoughts.

- It takes a great deal of effort to be able to communicate with someone clearly and easily. To date, his twin is the only person he's managed to connect with on such a level where telepathic communication is nearly effortless and even that took a lifetime to create. Otherwise, the best he can hope is a disjointed sentence or muddled images.

- 'Downloading' a particularly detailed, powerful, or vivid memory could take upwards of a few minutes. Recognition of anything other than what is residing on the surface of someone's mind isn't instant and the longer a connection is active, the higher chance of interference.

- While memories that have been transferred can be studied and analyzed mentally even after the connection with the target has been severed, they begin to fade after roughly an hour, limiting the amount of information that can be gleaned. Within two hours only vague flashes of the memory remains.

- Empaths or those with exceptionally strong wills can sense the mental connection and, if applicable, can move to block it. Drew is highly susceptible to other telepaths in the sense that nearly any attempt to prevent his mental connection from lifting their thoughts results in a sort of telepathic backlash that causes his mind to glitch. Although this doesn't happen often it's an incredibly uncomfortable experience Drew has described as being 'hit by a flash grenade while being tasered'.


SIDE-EFFECTS:

- As with most telepaths, overuse of his power can result in physical maladies such as headaches, nose bleeds, vertigo, nausea and loss of consciousnesses.

- On occasion, Drew's mind has connected with someone unintentionally and begun to transfer random memories and thoughts. Aside from being increasingly distracted and uncomfortable, Drew is only able to willingly sever the connection without physically removing himself from the target's vicinity about half the time. Once a connection is made, Drew has no control over what gets lifted and, on rare instances, even his own thoughts or memories have been known to leak into the unwitting person.

- Because the mental faculty that facilitates the connection with others is almost constantly active, Drew is highly susceptible to having his own mind read since another telepath need only 'link' with an already open connection. Ironically enough, when 'linked' to another telepath he can communicate with them far more easily than usual.

- If his power isn't used regularly (at least once a week), Drew becomes very antsy and edgy. His mind wants to draw the images and thoughts from others to the point where it's an actual need. If his mental faculties aren't flexed and taken care of, his power has been known to go haywire resulting in jitters, bouts of hyperactivity, disjointed thoughts and lack of focus.

- By the same token, Drew's mind operates much in the way of a highly developed muscle. He is constantly in need of intellectual stimulation. Because of this, Drew is always studying, reading, or delving into one of his many 'professional' pursuits in order to keep his mind sharp and working properly.

- While an individual's surface thoughts and active memories can be read easily and discreetly, if Drew wished to dig any deeper than what a person is thinking at that moment it become apparent to the target something is awry. It's been reported that it feels as thought someone is 'tugging at their sub-conscious'. Those more in tune with mental powers (or telepaths themselves) will know exactly what thoughts and memories are being accessed and transferred.

- The TV screen fades in to a pretty, yet approachable blonde woman sitting behind a news desk.  A graphic byline pops up onto the bottom of the picture displaying the text 'Jennifer Lewis - AMZ News Anchor' -

"Welcome back to AMZ News.  We're continuing our month long segment profiling the ten most eligible bachelors under twenty five by going a little out of the norm for our fourth pick.  AMZ New reporter Erin Alexander for more."

- The screen flashes a brilliantly colored graphic featuring the number 4.  A voice over cut through -

"Although the youngest entrant onto this list,  and not a selection most would think of, Drew Conner comes in at number four.  As the heir to the Conner family empire, Drew is in line to head an international corporate conglomerate worth upwards of one hundred billion US dollars."

- Still images flash on screen of a dark haired, brown eyed young man stepping out of a small coffee shop, climbing into the back of a limousine, and walking along a busy street.  Each shot finds the teenager clad in a sharply tailored suit of some sort. -

"The eighteen year old heir and his twin sister have been attending a prestigious private academy in Montana, USA since they were fourteen.  Aside from standing to inherit one of the largest umbrella corporations in the world, sources close to the college freshman and international business major say he's been linked to many pretty young ladies that also attend the exclusive academy.

- Still images of the same dark haired young man in the company of a statuesque brunette girl, a pretty redhead, and a serious, but attractive blonde -

"But apparently none of them have managed to capture our number four's heart for long.  Sources say that, while still maintaining stellar marks in school, Drew still finds the time to be a prominent member of his academy's basketball and football teams, as well as being a staple of the bustling social scene."

- As before, images that looks as though they were taken without the young man's knowledge are shown in various places around the Bellefonte Academy campus, as well as a short video clip of him dribbling a ball down court during a game, one hand raised calling a play for his team -

"Drew still has three years left before he's unleashed upon the world and free from the live in academy he attends, but you hopeful ladies can take comfort in knowing it's doubtful anyone will end up laying claim to this teenage Lothario anytime soon.  For AMZ News, I'm Erin Alexander."

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"Why do you do it?"

The question wasn't one Drew was unaccustomed to hearing.  His dark eyes turned from the coffee table where he had lifted the neatly folded paper bag to the gaunt young man standing in the doorway.  Not one to reveal much of anything about his personal life, Drew regarded his 'client' with a contemptuous look.  He didn't like it when people showed up at his door.  If it got any worse, he'd be forced to have a talk with some of those who worked under him to prevent this from happening anymore.  His home was his castle, a refuge from the dregs of humanity that crawled about the streets of Kalispell as well as the hallways of Bellefonte Academy.

"Because I can.  And it pays well."  Came the curt, unamused answer.  Drew wasn't in the mood for this.  He cast a short glance in the direction of Argos, the retriever puppy who was sitting nervously near the hallway that led to the back of the apartment, watching the scene.  "It's a simple matter of supply and demand."  Drew had no problem clarifying.  "When I got here four years ago I wanted to see if I could create a demand where there was none."  He gestured toward the slender man.  "You're proof that it's worked."  Arms folded across a chest, the contemptuous look still plastered upon the dark haired teenager's face.

"But why here?"

The further questioning did little to better the teen's mood.  He sighed lightly and ran a hand through his hair.  He hated this part.  Sooner or later everyone got curious and wanted to know why they were buying what they were buying from someone who wasn't even allowed to legally enter a bar.  Even though it wasn't a new thing, Drew still despised it.  They were never happy with simple answer and Drew was horribly reluctant to offer even the slightest hint of his life to random strangers.

"My twin sister and I were sent here when we were freshman."  Drew explained with a resigned drawl.  This was the last thing he wanted to do during the rare time he got to spend alone.  It wasn't as if between his school work, what equated as a personal life, and his own, only occasionally legal 'extra-curricular' activities he managed to find personal time anymore.  "I got hit in the head, test found things were screwy, they tested my sister, she's screwy too, we're shipped up to the school up the hill."  It was a simple telling of a simple story.  There hadn't been much to the discovery of his mutant powers.  A concussion sustained during a football game his freshman year of high school had yielded 'unique' test results.  When it was discovered he and his sister were manifested mutants, they were brought to the Academy within a couple weeks.

"How did you do it?"

Drew's eyes rolled.  He didn't enjoy twenty questions with the junkie anymore than he figured anyone else would.  But, for some reason he obliged the curious fellow.  "My sister and I..."  A knowing, confident smirk cut through the answer.  "We didn't grow up like normal kids.  Hell, even as rich kids we were... different.  You see, we weren't children to our parents.  We were business investments."  He explained, waving a hand dismissively while still holding the wrapped brown package.  "Everything's business.  Everywhere's a market.  Everyone a potential buyer."  He gestured toward the skinny man in his doorway as proof.  "My sister and I have been groomed from birth for one thing.  To take over the family business and let our parents ride off into the sunset.  Every moment of our childhood was meticulously planned out.  Every hobby, interest, sport we play.  All of it was part of their big plan."  There was no malice in his voice.  On the contrary, Drew actually seemed thankful of this.

"Yeah.  I've seen your sister.  She's-"

The lascivious grin that spread across the guy's face made it impossible for Drew to let him get his entire thought out.  The teen immediately lunged forward, hands bunching up beneath the man's collar and driving him back against the open door frame.  "Finish that sentence and I'll see to it you find yourself in an unmarked grave by sundown."  He said, his tone just as even and flat as always even though his lip curled in a snarl of protective rage.  The guy had no response.  Drew pulled back and shoved the brown paper package into his chest.  "Take it and get out of her."  Drew growled before giving the guy another push and stepping away.  He turned to look at the dog that had gotten up and was now tentatively approaching the scene.  "Oh."  Drew looked over his shoulder at the guy who was now holding the package with both hands.  "If you show back up here again I'll break your fucking legs."

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USERNAME:DeadBards. But you can call me Bards. I guess Dead would work too. Or by my real life nickname of, "You With The Face".

AGE GROUP: Do you want a blood sample too? Geez.

EXPERIENCE: Not my first trip to the rodeo.

WHERE DID YOU FIND US?Iwas sent by He who is called I Am. Or I found the site on Reddit.

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[Drew Conner]

NAME: Andrew Francis Conner
NICKNAME: 'Drew'.  No one calls him Andrew, not even his parents.  Though his sister has gotten away with calling him 'Andy'.
AGE: 22
ORIENTATION: Heterosexual
POSITION: Local - CEO of Helios Defense and Security.

POWER: Drew's power has always been subtle and almost an after thought when it comes to his dealings with people.  Even then, the years have been kind in Drew's development of his mental acuity.  His capacity to create a psychic connection with a target has increased, as has the stability of said connections.  While he's hardly the most adept at reading minds and still maintains a certain vulnerability to other telepaths, Drew remains a capable, if not reserved user of this power.


Few teenagers had ever been more ready or equipped to handle post-college life.  With his entire childhood leading to the moment when he would take over his family's corporation with his sister at his side, Drew has flourished in the short time since graduating with a degree in business management from Bellefonte.  In the wake of recent events in regards to mutant rights and safety, Drew has put off getting his MBA from Stanford University and is now overseeing the development and construction of a sprawling training facility and divisional outpost for his private military corporation, Helios Defense and Security.


Drew immediately pushed to the forefront of the mutant equality movement by publicly backing pro-mutant policies and legislature, offering his support to like-minded politicians and other public officials and even beginning to dabble in the political side of things himself.  He's made no attempt to hide his status as a mutant and goes out of his way to stress the importance of a unified front in the face of such adversity.  He's been an outspoken proponent of increased medical research into studying the SPRITE outbreak, as well as spearheading the development of numerous mutant-related services programs around the world.


Due to his visibility and refusal to hide his stance on mutant related issues, Drew has become a target of sorts among anti-mutant society.  Shortly after the existence of mutants became public knowledge and Drew began his dogged campaign he was the victim of a potentially deadly attack when a gunman opened fire at a peaceful pro-equality rally Drew had organized.  Thanks to the quick reaction of his security detail, Drew escaped unharmed, though there were a handful of injuries.  This only served to fuel the fire and heighten a sense of paranoia within him, leading to increased security measures both in his home and while traveling.


On the other side of the coin, now in his early 20's, Drew remains a loyal and loving husband to his wife, Erika Conner (Bellefonte).  When they welcomed their first son, Isaac into the world two years ago it pushed Drew even further into wanting to create a better life for not just mutants, but mankind in general.  Even though the remnants of his own childhood have caused some minor friction between himself and Erika, Drew is nothing less than a doting father.  He still hasn't gotten the hang of such things as 'play' and 'fun' but with Erika's help he's finally gotten to where he doesn't mind Isaac being read children's books at night instead of the Wallstreet Journal.