Post by Charlotte Spencer on Apr 20, 2016 8:27:25 GMT -6
Charlotte Evangeline Spencer
FACE CLAIM: odeya rush
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AGE: fourteen (July 23)
GENDER: Female
ORIENTATION: unsure
POSITION High school student
POWER:
Energy Constructs
By focusing and imagining the energy coming from her hands she is able to shape and model energy into objects such as boxes, hats, bowls, balls, and etc from solid energy though it takes a lot of concentration that she doesn't have at the moment. It’s also a very slow process, and requires a lot of concentration, as she has to visual every detail or else risk it not being what she wanted, or falling apart.
LIMITATIONS:
Unable to create energy, is limited to already existing energy stores inside of herself
At the moment She can’t make complex things out of energy, only things that serve a single basic function
She has a hard time focusing the energy into objects, sometimes times the objects take shape and other time the energy dissipates.
SIDE-EFFECTS:
Energy sparks happen a lot of the time, due the fact that not using her power causes energy build up in her body that can harm her, so her body release some to contract this.
She is prone to exhaustion and will sometimes fall asleep if she stays in one place for too long, as her body's way of saving energy.
Lottie's Rules of Life
*Charlotte turns on the camera and awkwardly sits at her desk as she begins*Rule one : Things can only hurt you if you let them
One of things I learned at an early age is that people feed on weaknesses. As much as you would like to think that people will see something is bothering you and let it drop...its not true. It's especially hard if you have s twin. You have to share everything, and its a constant competition. No matter what I always seemed to lose. I was always good at the wrong things. Eventually I stopped letting it bother me, I knew that I could win a Nobel peace prize and I would still be an outsider. Being the black sheep only drives you crazy if you let it. Of course, I drove my self crazy trying to please my mom and dad before I realized I'd much rather be myself. Its hard to even want to be yourself when you look like you could be the adopted sibling.
I still cared about my family, about my brother. The one who left and never replied to any of my letters besides one. I didn't know if he was doing me a favor or not but I was told he was my favorite...and I believed it. I have a few pictures, he really does look like me. Even if I cared about my family, my twin and the Ellie...I never felt like I had anything in common with them. I didn't and that didn't bother me once I realized that being the odd one out only effected me if I let them know it did. People only treat you how you let them, and I was determined to ignore being an outsider and no one could hold it against me.Rule Two: Don't let people make decisions for you.
You only have one life to live, one. You can't spend the Entire time doing things that make other people happy. If there is one thing that my family taught me its that, people will tall about you no matter what. You can bite your tongue and smile and he polite but if they don't like you that won't change. That's why its much better to be loud, heard, true to the choices you want to make in life. So what if I want to play my drums, if I think comic books are better than autobiographies. If I want to spend the rest of my life in a traveling circus its my choice. Dr. Seuss once said "Be who you are and say what you feel, because those who mind don't matter and those who matter don't mind" and that bloke wrote children's books.
My grandmother is probably the one who taught me that. I always wondered if Will thought that way too. That life was too short to live life like a Sims in a video game. Somewhere along the late nights spent studying to make grades perfect, the violin, walking in a straight line...I realized that I was allowed to choose things my parents didn't approve of. Sure I was like ten, but the first choice I ever made for myself was to learn to play the drums.Rule three: Bullying is wrong, but if you have to choose don't be the victim.
I don't condone bullying, in actuality I think putting someone down to make yourself feel bigger is the worst thing someone can do. Not only that but its really sad the people can only find validity in their self when making others feel inferior. Have some self pride and realize you're amazing no matter who walks by you, no matter who as more or less.
You don't need someone else to make yourself important. On the other hand, sometimes people only learn when getting a taste of their own medicine. Never back down, never break eye contact and if someone pushes you break their bloody nose!
I don't believe that when a boy pulls your pig tails it means they like you. I think a boy pulls your pig tails because they wanna see if girls are as delicate at they're told in fairy tales. perfect example, in primary school I was about six and I was sitting next Theodore Greene. He was always sticking his tongue out at me and calling me a sissy because I never jumped off the swings.
One day he kept calling me Char Char and kicking my seat, I hated that nickname. I asked him to leave me alone. He of course took that as a sign to pull my hair. I got upset and socked him in the face. I got sent to the principles office, but the next day he apologize to me and never bother me again. The moral of the story is sometimes you gotta beat the snot of a person to make them leave you alone. But I don't condone excessive violence.Rule Four: Family isn't necessarily the people you're related too.
Blood isn't always thicker than water. Regardless of what countless people have said your biological family can be so far from anything warm and fuzzy that you feel you live with strangers. Family are the people who can for you and accept what you are no matter what. I feel like my grandmother was probably the only one in my family that accepted me for who I was, for what I was.
They got rid of me, it was only a months ago but they literally sent me away. Maybe I did want to see my brother but that's besides the point. They didn't feel like I would be good with them...even with mutants being outed, even with all the bullshit about family sticking together. I manifested a few months ago, I was just angry because my sister was listening to horrible music. It was literally driving me crazy and all I wanted was a baseball bat to smash radio. The baseball bat slowly formed in my hands and I of course passes out after that. And the recruiter came a few days later, they couldn't wait to push me out the door.Rule Five: Nothing is more important than family. (See rule four)
You can't do everything by yourself. Its okay to be guarded, its okay to want to make sure that someone will stick around even when things are tough. Hell even I cant honestly say I'm very good at letting people in, but that doesn't mean you shut everyone out. There are good people out there that will stick with you through everything.
My best friends names are Hannah, Neil, and Noel they are possibly the only people that will ever understand anything about me. The little doodles on the inside of my notebook, why my eyes narrow when ever Theo Greene walk by. We meet in our third year of primary school and we've been thick as thieves ever sense. They're the only ones who know why I left. Since mutants aren't a secret anymore, it made no sense not to tell them. If anybody was ever my family or deserved that titled it would be them. They've seen me through stage fright, heart break (Theo Greene) and of course this Bullshit mutant thing, they are the first ones to hear any song I write. You need people in your life to keep you sane because I'm far from it.Rule Six : Never follows others people rules unless in your best interest.
Human beings like being in control. They don't do will change and things are always better when they're are going their way. I if course am a human being and I like when things are going my way. Which is why I have my own set of rules. Every one needs a moral code, things they need to keep close when things get shaky. Your moral code is who you are, when you can't even remember your own name.
There are times when I get to the point where I can take people. When I lock myself away and I become the person that pushes everyone away because not perfect. I have my issues and doubt's and times where everything seems to be going so well for everyone else. Its times like these that I'm prone to giving in, to being what other people expect me to be. And quite frankly, sometimes it goes on for awhile and then I stop and think...no this is MY life and I control whether or not I give in or keep fighting. I made these rules so I always know to keep fighting. You only lose yourself when you play the game for everyone else but yourself.Rule Seven: The ends never justify the means, that's just moral bullshit people say to help them sleep at night.
People will say anything to make a war seem necessary and people will always think they are doing the right thing. There is no right and wrong when it comes to things involving morals. People warp what's right and wrong to fit their goals.
There were plenty of times I've made the choice to lie, or break a promise with the belief that I was doing the right thing. Whatever excuse i made at the time was nothing more than a pill to get me to sleep, to keep from seeing the truth in mirror. Reality always catches up with you. No matter how much you try and pretend it won't.
Rule Eight : Don't Fall in love with someone who can't love you back.
Its a good idea to recognize when something or someone is bad for you. It will do you no good to break yourself in half for someone who won't do the same for you. It kills me to say that I've seen someone chasing after someone who only wanted them when they had moved. Hannah knew what was best, she let go. I can only hope that one day if I'm ever in that situation... Ill let go. Because holding on will only get you hurt, relationships are only good if they're healthy. I can't say I won't fall for someone unhealthy but I'll do my damnedest to know whos healthy for me an who's not.Rule Nine: Always love yourself.
NEVER EVER EVER EVER TRY AND CHANGE YOURSELF FOR SOMEONE ELSE. I can not stress enough how important it is for you to like the person that you are. If you don't like who you are, change, but only change for yours.
The first moment I discovered that I was a mutant like will, I wished that I was like Lacey. Blonde, and without the mutant gene. I just wanted to be the person that could stay and have the life she was living..I didn't want to be who I was and for the first two weeks at Bellefonte, I didn't talk to anybody. I was just a shell of myself because I realized that I would never fit into my family and maybe I had never really given up trying to. No matter how hard you try, a puzzle piece won't fit into the wrong spot unless you cut it, and refused to cut myself to fit into their puzzle... It just took me a while to truly realize that.Rule Ten: Never give up, but always he ready to jump from a sinking ship.
I believe not giving up is just as important as knowing when to quit. Its very easy to hold into the way that things used to be but imbrassing change and letting go. That's a skill worth keeping because it keeps you moving forward. It makes sure that you aren't left behind in memories that don't mean anything anymore.
I always want something to work, I want things to be good and plans to work the first time but life isn't like that. Sometimes ships sink and instead I'd drawing you need to learn h.ow to swim. Which is why I've given up in my life back home and look forward to meeting up with my brother and shaking some sense...and answers out of him. I have to move forward because I refuse to be left behind.Rule Eleven: Dance like no ones watching, live with no regrets, and never be too busy to do the things you love.
My last rule is have fun, live life to the fullest and don't be afraid to make mistakes. Nothing is worth wasting your life away.
Charlotte turns off the camera and removes the tape. She puts it in her time box with her pictures of her family, and puts it on the top shelf in her closet. Maybe just maybe she'll have enough courage to open again one day.
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