Post by Ravenna French on Mar 9, 2014 21:36:39 GMT -6
Ravenna “Raven”, French
18//Female//Pansexual//Empathic Aura Reading//College Student//Charlotte Free
POWER INFO: Empathic Aura Reading
What can I do? Well nothing special. No really. I see colors. Around people. ALL THE FRIKIN TIME! Turns out not so useless. (The Academy helped a TON) It’s called Empathic Aura Reading. With it I can see how people are feeling, depending on the color of their aura. I can also tell if you’re a mutant or not based on those colors. It’s pretty handy. One day I might become a tracker! Anyways, I can also change peoples emotions, but I’m still working on that. I’m not at 100%
A sucky thing is I wear sunglasses a lot. The aura’s can get really bright, and the stronger I’m getting with my power, the brighter they seem to get. Changing people's emotions takes it out of me too. I get real tired and headachey. I’ve noticed that if someones usually always happy or something its harder to get them to feel sad or down or angry, also goes the same way for the reverse. Also if a person has some kind of shields around their minds, like telepathic ones, I can’t seem to change their emotions.
So you want to know all about me, eh? Is this like some kind of test or something?
Fine….whatever…*rolls eyes*
What can I do? Well nothing special. No really. I see colors. Around people. ALL THE FRIKIN TIME! I don’t even know what they mean. I’ve started a list to try and figure it out but its slow going. Anyways, the seeing color thing, it just happened. One day at school I was hanging out under the bleachers instead of having my brains polluted with math, listening to some music when I noticed it. It freaked me the hell out. I, as in myself, was surrounded in color and it was changing!
Closed my eyes…
Counted to ten...
Opened them…
What the frick!? Still a color freak. So I go to the school, get busted for skipping, but at this point I don’t care, even the TEACHER is surrounded with color. While sitting in the office, waiting to see the principal I casually asked the secretary if she could see random colors sometimes and she just gave me a strange look. She asked if I id. Of course I wisened up and scoffed at her. “No. God, it was just a question. I’m not a psycho freak or anything.”
Of course, I actually am. A legitimate freak! Or Mutant rather but same thing. How awesome is that?! I’m special, different (though with a useless power). How do I know this? Well a couple of people showed up the very next day from a school. (Your school obviously) called Bellefonte Academy. When my parents heard about it and how I was different, they looked like they didn’t believe. Hell if I wasn’t seeing colors I wouldn’t have either. (I don’t think I’d looked as freaked out and scared as my parents thought.) The representatives looked at me and told me to tell my parents. I looked at them like they were crazy but I complied. I told them about the color thing. My mom laughed. Literally laughed. Said I was just saying things like that to get attention. The older looking recruiter started to levitate. My mom screamed then fainted. I’m embarrassed to be related to her. (I thought it was awesome!) My dad tried to look threatening and brave. There was more talking, paperwork. My mom came to during the paperwork explanations. She looked at the now seated guy, to me, and then back. She called me a freak, not the good kind either. I could tell by the sound of her voice. If I was like him then I was an abomination. She signed the papers, dad did the same thing then told me to pack some clothes and not come back and that was that.
You want to know a little more about my history? Umm okay? My moms name is Serena and dads is Jordan. I was born healthy, yada yada. There was nothing special about my childhood. My mom raised me, well kinda. Her and dad both worked all the time, still do. When they have time off they go on vacations and stash me with dads parents. I swear they don’t want kids. They’ve never said it outloud but I’m sure I’m a mistake in their eyes. Their loss.
Anyways went to the academy. Honestly, I loved it, even if some of the personalities were grating. I graduated this past year. Moved into an apartment in town and applied for college. Won’t start until the new semester so I gotta find me a summer job. I’ll still be hanging out at the academy though. Still need to train with my powers and hell maybe even help out the next generation if needed. I haven’t heard anything from my parents, and yes I’ve tried, so I've just written them off but my grandparents still talk to me, even help me out with money, thank god. So that’s me.
Oh yah, I forgot you wanted to know about my personality. Well I don’t take crap from anyone. I don’t care what other people think of me. I’m not one for authority. Rebellious is definitely a good word for me. I LOVE music and always have at least 1 ear bud in and I’ve taken a recent liking to dancing lately. Sometimes people stare at me because most of my clothing and style is gothic, emo, steampunk ish. Hell sometimes I wear tutu’s! I can’t stand uppity happy people who are always smiling. Seriously, what are they trying to hide? I’ve got decent pickpocketing skills, which I’ve got a warning on my record for so I’ve been trying to be good. I’ve been called a bitch by many a people and I wear it proudly. Gonna get a tattoo that says Queen Bitch. Thinking about it anyways.
So yah, thats me. Love me or hate me, I don’t care. Either way you’re thinking about me. ;* xoxo
Fine….whatever…*rolls eyes*
What can I do? Well nothing special. No really. I see colors. Around people. ALL THE FRIKIN TIME! I don’t even know what they mean. I’ve started a list to try and figure it out but its slow going. Anyways, the seeing color thing, it just happened. One day at school I was hanging out under the bleachers instead of having my brains polluted with math, listening to some music when I noticed it. It freaked me the hell out. I, as in myself, was surrounded in color and it was changing!
Closed my eyes…
Counted to ten...
Opened them…
What the frick!? Still a color freak. So I go to the school, get busted for skipping, but at this point I don’t care, even the TEACHER is surrounded with color. While sitting in the office, waiting to see the principal I casually asked the secretary if she could see random colors sometimes and she just gave me a strange look. She asked if I id. Of course I wisened up and scoffed at her. “No. God, it was just a question. I’m not a psycho freak or anything.”
Of course, I actually am. A legitimate freak! Or Mutant rather but same thing. How awesome is that?! I’m special, different (though with a useless power). How do I know this? Well a couple of people showed up the very next day from a school. (Your school obviously) called Bellefonte Academy. When my parents heard about it and how I was different, they looked like they didn’t believe. Hell if I wasn’t seeing colors I wouldn’t have either. (I don’t think I’d looked as freaked out and scared as my parents thought.) The representatives looked at me and told me to tell my parents. I looked at them like they were crazy but I complied. I told them about the color thing. My mom laughed. Literally laughed. Said I was just saying things like that to get attention. The older looking recruiter started to levitate. My mom screamed then fainted. I’m embarrassed to be related to her. (I thought it was awesome!) My dad tried to look threatening and brave. There was more talking, paperwork. My mom came to during the paperwork explanations. She looked at the now seated guy, to me, and then back. She called me a freak, not the good kind either. I could tell by the sound of her voice. If I was like him then I was an abomination. She signed the papers, dad did the same thing then told me to pack some clothes and not come back and that was that.
You want to know a little more about my history? Umm okay? My moms name is Serena and dads is Jordan. I was born healthy, yada yada. There was nothing special about my childhood. My mom raised me, well kinda. Her and dad both worked all the time, still do. When they have time off they go on vacations and stash me with dads parents. I swear they don’t want kids. They’ve never said it outloud but I’m sure I’m a mistake in their eyes. Their loss.
Anyways went to the academy. Honestly, I loved it, even if some of the personalities were grating. I graduated this past year. Moved into an apartment in town and applied for college. Won’t start until the new semester so I gotta find me a summer job. I’ll still be hanging out at the academy though. Still need to train with my powers and hell maybe even help out the next generation if needed. I haven’t heard anything from my parents, and yes I’ve tried, so I've just written them off but my grandparents still talk to me, even help me out with money, thank god. So that’s me.
Oh yah, I forgot you wanted to know about my personality. Well I don’t take crap from anyone. I don’t care what other people think of me. I’m not one for authority. Rebellious is definitely a good word for me. I LOVE music and always have at least 1 ear bud in and I’ve taken a recent liking to dancing lately. Sometimes people stare at me because most of my clothing and style is gothic, emo, steampunk ish. Hell sometimes I wear tutu’s! I can’t stand uppity happy people who are always smiling. Seriously, what are they trying to hide? I’ve got decent pickpocketing skills, which I’ve got a warning on my record for so I’ve been trying to be good. I’ve been called a bitch by many a people and I wear it proudly. Gonna get a tattoo that says Queen Bitch. Thinking about it anyways.
So yah, thats me. Love me or hate me, I don’t care. Either way you’re thinking about me. ;* xoxo
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