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Post by Cora Vikander on Apr 18, 2016 6:05:17 GMT -6
Cora Elise Vikander
FACE CLAIM: Willa Holland
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AGE: 24
GENDER: Female
ORIENTATION: Unsure
POSITION: College Student
POWER: Disjointed Flexibility
Cora's ability allows her to bend and twist her body in ways that "normal" people wouldn't be capable of doing. Her mutation has manifested in such a way that is has changed her physiology, which means that her tendons, muscles and ligaments are able to take several amounts of strain and being stretched in abnormal ways.
In order for Cora's ability to work, she needs to focus or concentrate on the body part she wishes to disjoint (though, with training, she'll be able to do this with a lot more efficiency), and in some cases, she even has to move her body parts to help the process and this can be achieved by pushing or pulling, like for example, pushing her shoulder back or down until it pops out of its joint.
LIMITATIONS:SIDE-EFFECTS:
- She can only bend her body from the joints and spine, but long bones stay as rigid as everyone else's.
- She can under some circumstances experience that the bones she disjoints/twists will not immediately fall back into the joints on command, which means that she can get
- stuck in different positions, or have certain body parts "hang loose".
- Needs to take a lot of vitamins to keep her bones strong and healthy, since the power takes a large amount of strain on both her body and the bones/joints. The same goes for her muscles.
- She does and has under several occasions disjointed her body parts on accident by stretching or pulling her muscles/body parts. This happens 1 out of 3 times, at least.
- She experiences stiffness and pain of her muscles and joints after using her ability, almost as if she's been through a heavy workout without stretching afterwards. This is something she struggles with all the time, and can be located wherever she "uses" her ability.
- Arthritis and tendinitis, or other inflammations in the joints as a result of overextending her abilities. This can cause a lot of pain and can be quite the bother, but it doesn't happen as frequent or often as the other side-effects Cora experiences.
- The focus that is needed for her power can leave both some mental and physical strain. The physical strain is listed above, but the mental one tends to leave headaches that can develop into migraines, and thus further develop into nosebleeds and nausea.
Imagine feeling, all your life, that you don't belong. That something isn't right. And then you find out you're adopted. And you're not just adopted into any white-picked fence, perfect home. No, you're adopted into a heavily catholic family, who is extremely old fashioned. A couple who couldn't have children on their own - and on top of everything, you're a mutant. A disgrace to the human race. You were supposed to be a gift from God to a family who couldn't create one on their own. And then they find out what you really are. You're only fourteen. You don't know any better. You're terrified and you've been fighting this feeling all your life, the feeling of not having anywhere you fit in or somewhere to belong. Then, after four days, people whisk you away from everything you know and bring you to a school in Montana, a school filled with people just like you. And you don't belong there either.
Then you turn sixteen and make one bad choice. You're pregnant and because you're still naive, you think turning to your family for help is going to make everything better. Because all you really want is for your mother to hold you and tell you everything is going to be okay. But she doesn't. She tells you that if you even dare considering an abortion, she'll disown you. You're sixteen and completely clueless about this world. You're just a child. A child can't raise another child. Then an opportunity present itself; you can give the baby away. You can carry this baby inside you for nine months and then give it up to a complete stranger. Even at sixteen, you realize how hard that is. You realize what kind of choice you're about to make. So you don't. But you can't be a mother either.
It's at this point you realize that the people who claim to be your family, aren't. They were never there to begin with and you're all alone. That's when you stop trying so hard. There's no point in pleasing them. So, you stop. You let all this anger you've been holding inside run out and you become your parents worst nightmare and they finally, after sixteen years, disown you. It's a relief. At least, that's what you keep telling yourself. Because what other choice do you have? You can't keep pretending to be someone you're not and live up to an idea of a person that doesn't exist. That person never did.
You realize you've got it bad. You also realize that there's no light left in this world. There's only darkness. And then you realize that maybe, just maybe, you can be friends with the darkness. And so you do. You give in. You give in to everything you've ever been taught is wrong. But that's not the worst part. The worst part is that you also realize that you like it.
At eighteen you realize school isn't for you. You've graduated high school and you're so over it. So, you stop there. You see no point in furthering your education. You have no interest in it. But it's mainly because you have no clue what you want to spend the rest of your life doing. So, you leave. You try to make it on your own. But it's at nineteen you realize how much you've screwed up. How insignificant you truly are to this world. You realize then that you won't get anywhere if you don't put some effort in. So, you go back to school, but have no interest in it. Paying attention is hard. Focusing is hard. It's not for you. You want something more practical. Something to do.
So, you start getting into fights. With other students, with teachers, with locals. You're just so angry and you just don't care. You're a feisty little thing who feels that they have every right to speak their mind and do as they please. And in some ways, you're right. You realize that you're your own person and that perhaps accepting the fact that you've screwed up is the only option. Still, you remain in school. You get bad grades and grow less motivated. But you stay. It's the only stable thing in your life and you're desperately trying to hold onto anything good. Even if you'll never admit it. Not even to yourself.
And it's then you start to think, really think, that these green eyes, this brown hair and your 5'7" feet don't really belong to you. They belong to a person you've never met and it makes you feel more alone and abandoned than ever.
And it sucks.
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