Thorne, Charlotte

[Charlotte Thorne]

NAME: Charlotte Marie Thorne
NICKNAME: Charlie, only used by close friends and family.
AGE: 24
GENDER: Female
ORIENTATION: Heterosexual
POSITION: Local- Shop Owner
FACE CLAIM: Jill Flint

POWER:
The power of complete non-mutant oblivion: To the innocent bystander she seems like the girl next door, to those close to her, she is the most oblivious person on the face of the planet. A completely ordinary human with no magical qualities whatsoever, Charlotte has the incapability of noticing things the first time around. Due to her advanced age (the ripe age of 24) her lack of attention seems to be growing stronger and stronger by the year. Super power or curse? She’ll let you decide.

Limitations The limitations should be obvious. How is she supposed to keep her mother’s shop running, let alone live life, with such a hindrance like this? 

Side-Effects: A few side-effects include but are not limited to:
- Forgetting to lock up shop often
- Forgetting to price change certain items in the store
- Often leaving her cat outside (she really should invest in a cat-door)
- Losing order slips 
- And the headaches that follow when she must frantically try and find the order slips
- Losing track of time
- Generally not noticing certain people or things when out and about


APPEARANCE SECTION: 
Just another brown haired green-eyed girl, Charlotte does not particularly standout in a crowd on looks alone. Standing at around 5’5 Charlotte has a full head of brunette hair that falls just below her shoulders. Because she has dark hair, her skin often looks more fair than it actually is, falling somewhere between Amanda Seyfried and Megan Fox. Her eyes as mentioned above are green but a very pale green that gives her face a soft experience despite her sometimes stubborn demeanor. Since returning home, Charlotte hasn’t found the desire to really “paint her face” as she used to when she lived on the east coast. The only real effort she puts into her appearance now is a bit of blush and a swipe of the brush and back into a ponytail her hair goes.

Having used to be a runner, Charlotte isn’t out of shape at all. She still goes for the occasional run through town or the park but nothing long distance like she used to. Of course she’s gained weight since she stopped running, that’s to be expected. She looks to be about average, not overtly thin like she used to be but now just a nice healthy average..

MUST HAVE APPAREL:
JEANS, JEANS, JEANS. Since moving back into her mother's house, Charlotte has quickly learned that when working around flora and insects, it’s best to just wear jeans and a basic top. Her old clothes of cute shorts, dresses, and sparkly and ornate tops sit unused in her closet. Maybe one night soon she’ll pull something out and dust it off to wear out.

PERSONALITY SECTION:
Charlotte is a fun girl who loves to be around people. Moving from New York City to the small quiet town of Kalispell where her mother lived has been a complete culture shock, one she’s not particularly happy with. Feeling like she threw away four years worth of work trying to earn a journalism degree from NYU only to have to move back to take care of her mother and take over her mother’s shop has caused her to be rather salty as of late. Hopefully as she settles in and gets to know the town more, she’ll open up to it.

As mentioned above, Charlotte is incredibly oblivious to detail. Curtains that have been in the living room for three years? She wouldn’t notice them. Living in a town full of mutants and kids with powers? Right over her head. She’s the type of person you wave at on the street and she completely ignores you on accident. She just has a certain mindset that allows her to really focus and ignore her surroundings. This isn’t to say she’s dumb; in fact she’s rather smart. Charlotte would rather believe fact, science, and the norm over magic, monsters, and whatever else is going on at that school.

Overall, she’s generally an easy person to get along with. She’s friendly with customers and new people that she meets off the streets. Overall for the most part, she is a personable shop owner and tries her best to keep the customers happy. She can be (to her mother's dismay) incredibly stubborn. Her mother thought it went along with the hyper-focus problem that she has. If she has it in her mind that something has to be done a certain way, she will continue doing whatever she’s doing that specific way until it’s been proven by herself that it is in fact the wrong way. Most call this particular trait annoying, she just shrugs and calls it “independence at its finest”.


EXTRA QUIRK:
Charlotte loves crosswords, specifically the Sunday Times crossword. Every morning with her coffee mug in hand, she will go sit out on her mother’s porch with her cat and work on it till about noon and ignore the world around her. She also owns a cat named catfish (a name she thought was particularly funny). Catfish like her owner is fiercely independent and will occasionally disappear and be seen around town or prowling around the Bellefonte campus.


FATHER: Who knows, who cares
MOTHER: Rebecca Marie Thorne
SIBLINGS: None.
PET: Catfish
SIGNIFICANT OTHER: Joke.



CHILDHOOD: 
Charlotte Marie Thorne entered the world early one foggy morning in the city of Seattle Washington. With a father out of the picture from an early age, it was just Charlotte and her mother against the world. With her mother being a florist working for a little shop in the city, she didn’t grow up with immense wealth. While they weren’t wealthy, her mother was an excellent saver and very thrifty which allowed them to live in a decent apartment complex  with money to save for the rare vacation.

As a child Charlotte attended school in the city near where her mother worked. After school, she would walk the short block and a half from school to her mother’s work and help out around the shop. The shop’s owner was more than happy to give her a few dollars here and there as a sort of allowance money for her work. Like her mother, Charlotte was excellent at saving and saved her allowance money together until she was able to save for a bike to ride to and from school. Being raised by only her mother, Charlotte grew very close to her and adopted a lot of her personality traits the good and the bad.

ADOLESCENCE: 
As a teenager, Charlotte took up track and field. It was a way for her to release the extra energy she had while finding a way to keep herself thin. Charlotte had a serious problem with body image as an adolescent. Her therapist suggested this  could have been potentially been caused by her mother’s OCD, perfectionist, attitude. Whatever the cause may have been, she lived an incredibly unhealthy life throughout her adolescence due in part to her excessive cardio workouts and to her inability to force herself to eat more.

Aside from her personal issues Charlotte lived a particularly uneventful adolescent life. When she reached high school she took an interest in journalism and simultaneously did that and track throughout her four years in what she considers “that hell hole”. During the fall of her senior year, Charlotte found out she had been accepted into NYU’s early acceptance program with a partial scholarship. While it broke her mother’s heart to have her leave, Charlotte knew that New York City was her calling. The adventure! The lights! All of the publishing industries! New York City was where she was meant to be.

ADULTHOOD:
Four years of college flew by in the blink of an eye and before she knew it she was already graduating and looking for internships. Unfortunately for her, she was no Rory Gilmore and she couldn’t find any, let alone a decently paying job to keep her in the city. As she was about to give up hope she discovered a program that allowed her to go abroad for a year to France and teach English as a teacher’s assistant of sorts. Brushing up on her French from high school, Charlotte took a few remedial lessons and applied for the program.

Within three months of applying, she was off to a southern province of France to teach! It was here where she fed her newfound love for travel and culture. Upon returning to the states, now 23, Charlotte returned home to her mother who had by this point moved to a small little town named Kalispell and opened a floral shop of her own. She had grown sick in the last few months while Charlotte was abroad and now more than ever needed Charlotte’s help. Soon after her return her mother passed away leaving Charlotte, now the ripe old age of 24, alone, nearly broke, and unhappy.

In the last six months she’s only partially settled into her mother’s house. Not sure of what to do or what direction to turn towards, Charlotte has decided to stick around in the meantime to continue running her mother’s and hope to God that she finds her way back to a path soon.


SAMPLE: (An example from another site)
Fitz was going to be redrafted. The mourning period he was allotted was now coming to a close and he had to tell Etta. It wouldn't be fair to just one day show up to set with a ring on his finger and blindside her like that, no. He would be open and up front with her about it and together they would deal with it.

To any other onlooker, he was just meeting a coworker for an evening coffee. Heaving a deep sigh he pulled his phone from his pocket to check the time. She'd be here any moment. How would he start? What would he say? The last six months had been so peaceful, free of drama, the fear of getting caught absent from their lives. What if his new wife wasn't so understanding about his relationship with Etta? What if it put Etta in danger? Fitzgerald Tully pushed those thoughts out of his mind as he took another sip of his coffee grimaced.

He sat back in the booth he had been seated at and looked around the practically deserted diner. He was grateful it was empty. That meant there would be no eavesdroppers. The clock on the wall that Fitz had failed to notice ticked loudly across the diner. Each tick indicating the last few moments he had with Etta worry-free were coming to a close.

Where was she?

A sound of tinkling bells cut across the silence as someone opened the door. Looking up hopefully, Fitz watched a tan young man and woman (probably just back from their trip to Mexico if he had to guess) walk in hand in hand smiling. His heart fell and he went back to gazing at the clock on his phone. Part of him, albeit a small one, hoped that she wouldn't show. Then they'd have another day together, her blissfully unaware of what was coming their way.

USERNAME: Lynn

AGE GROUP: Mid-twenties

EXPERIENCE: a couple of years

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