[u][b]PITY - Application for Academic Year 2015/2016[/b][/u]

[b]Student Name:[/b] 
[INDENT]Erica Lankford[/INDENT]
[b]Gender:[/b] 
[INDENT]Female[/INDENT]
[b]Nationality:[/b]
[INDENT]American[/INDENT]
[b]Age:[/b] 
[INDENT]17[/INDENT]
[b]D.O.B.:[/b]
[INDENT]January 17th[/INDENT]

[b][u]Appearance[/u][/b]
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[b]Hair Color:[/b]
[INDENT]Dark Brown, normally[/INDENT] 
[b]Eye Color:[/b]
[INDENT]Blue normally[/INDENT] 
[b]Ethnicity:[/b]
[INDENT]Caucasian/White normally[/INDENT] 
[b]Height:[/b] 
[INDENT]5'9" normally[/INDENT]
[b]Weight:[/b] 
[INDENT]128 lbs (I can't really change this.)[/INDENT]

[b][u]Powers & Abilities[/u][/b]

[b]Power Name:[/b]
[INDENT]Metamorph[/INDENT] 
[b]Power Description:[/b]
[INDENT]I can change my entire physical appearance at will, even my clothes. Also, I heal pretty quickly too. [/INDENT] 
[b]Abilities:[/b]
[INDENT]I can change within just a few seconds, and if you're watching me closely as I change you may just notice me blur out of focus for a second or two. Also it doesn't make any sound when I change, so I could change and no-one would notice if they weren't paying attention. I can change into anything I can imagine, so long as it's humanoid, and if I'm copying someone I can mimic their voice as well. [/INDENT] 
[b]Drawbacks & Weaknesses:[/b]
[INDENT]Well, I can't change how much I weigh, and an X-ray of me while I look like a guy shows that on the inside I am still female. If I am a 'guy' I am not actually a guy. I have none of that, ability, it just looks like one. Also, the appearance of warm clothes does not actually make me warm. I can look like i'm ready for an arctic expedition, but really I shouldn't even be outside in a light wind. I can't actually change into an animal because I can't change my weight or physical strength to accommodate that form. I'd probably end up hurting myself if I tried.[/INDENT]  

[b][u]About You[/u][/b] 

[b]Family:[/b]
[INDENT]Mother- Anastasia Lankford
Father- Draco (Dragon) Lankford[/INDENT]
[b]Personal Statement:[/b]
[INDENT]I suppose this is where you want me to put my 'story' or whatever, right? Fine, but it really isn't so interesting. 

I like to read and sing, I consider myself to be quiet most of the time (Though I've been told that i'm not), and I like to observe what's going on around me more than I'd like to be a part of it. I've always tried my best to live up to my parent's expectations, seeing as the other option would get me very close to the edge of their patience. I've always had good grades, and attended church every Sunday with my family, and I never did drugs or anything else like that. I got a lot of praise, and I almost believed that I was one of the few people in my town that had any chance of leaving without any dumb ties to force me back. My family runs a camping shop with basically everything you could possibly need to live [i]anywhere[/i] for a few years, let alone the 4 or 5 weekends the people who bought this stuff were actually going to use it for before they completely lost all their interest in the sport.

So, anyway. Yea, I was a good kid. At least, I believe I was. One day though, culture shock. My best friend turned out to be a mutant, and being that basically our entire town was a part of HAM, she had to hide. She was still herself, I could tell that, but she looked like something my dad probably would've tried to banish to hell, or wherever. She couldn't stay in the town anymore, maybe not any other town either, so I helped her to sneak out with some stuff from the store so she could camp out for a while. I even gave her one of those disposable phones so we could stay in touch too.

I'm glad to say that she still answers my calls, although she won't tell me where she is anymore, and that worries me a little. Anyway, after the whole episode where her parents freaked that she ran away, Life kinda died down for a couple of years. Until I became a mutant too. I don't really remember how it started, I just know that one day I was at school, skipping class, and the principal literally just walked by me on his way to the teacher's lounge, like he couldn't see me or something. 

I tried to call out to him, to ask what his deal was. He was probably one of the strictest guys you'd ever meet, and he definitely didn't just walk by people who were breaking the rules. I thought he had something going on, something bad enough to make that guy forget to scold a kid was definitely something to worry about. So, I had started to ask what was up, but I stopped when I heard my voice.

Somehow, as I would figure out later, I had changed into the form of my English teacher, the teacher of the class I was skipping, and by changing to look like him I could copy his voice too. At the time I was really confused, I did end up having a conversation with the principal, and got the rest of the day "off" because he noticed that I was acting strange and jumpy. He thought that I, my English teacher, had too much stress or something because of a group of students who had been going around and causing trouble all through the school recently. 

Needless to say, I got out of there quick. I went home first, where I locked myself in my room and tried to figure out what was going on. That's when I figured out that I could change into anyone, on the outside at least. I ran tests on myself for the next few days, I even snuck into the clinic in town and had someone help me take an x-ray of myself, drugging them during the entire thing of course. Every time I answered a question I had about myself, two more seemed to take its place. After about a week though, I realized that I would have to leave town too, just like my friend had. 

The reason? I couldn't really control it yet. I kept changing in public, and while luckily no-one really noticed other than me, eventually someone would have. I took a bunch of stuff from my family's store, packing it all into one of those heavy-duty packs you see people use when they climb Mt.Everest or wherever, and I left a suicide note on the windshield of my dad's truck. Then I left, hiking through the forest and eventually crossing the border into Canada. 

Nothing really has happened since then that's interesting enough to mention here, up until when I got your letter that is. Which I guess brings me to my worries; I like to blend in, and my power helps with that, but somehow [u]you[/u] found me, and I'm not sure how because I- This letter and application just, appeared in my bag one day, and I have no idea how. I [u]just[/u] got to the nearest town, but when I got this I was literally in the middle of nowhere. 

So, I have some questions to ask, but I guess those can all wait for until I meet you. I'll be hanging out in this town for a while, so if you wanna sent me another letter you can just do it normally, rather than being a ninja and sneaking it into my pack again. Goodbye for now I guess. [/INDENT]
[HIDER=Sample post]Erica looks up from her notepad and the strange application she was filling out, flinching at the loud crash of thunder that was way too close for comfort. She took a peek out of the small crack in the door to her tent, immediately regretting the decision when her face was pelted by the cold shards of hail mixed with the large raindrops of the storm around her. She took a towel and wiped her face off, turning on her small battery-powered radio. 

The signal was bad, but from what she could make out, Erica figured that the storm wouldn't last long past sunrise, and began preparing to sleep. She packed everything up in her large, waterproof camping bag. Everything except for the letter and application to PITY, which she carefully folded and put in her pocket along with the one picture of her parents that didn't make her want to cry when she looked at it and her cell phone, which she always kept off so that she couldn't be tracked. 

Finally hunkered down for the night, Erica drifted off into an uneasy sleep, only interrupted once by an extremely loud crash of thunder near dawn, and hopefully near the end of the storm. Once the storm finally was over, she cleaned up her camp and set off for the nearest town, to finally send the strange application and figure out what to do while she would wait for a response. Just before she decided to send it in, she made a few changes to the last section, adding in her worries for the future and a bit more personal information than she had originally planed to before forcing herself to actually put it in the mailbox to send.

Once it was no longer in her possession, Erica relaxed a bit, which was a mistake. She noticed in her reflection in a nearby shop window that her eyes were now two different colors, her shirt was a bit too girly of a style for a man the age that she looked, and her socks were now severely mismatched. Erica ducked into an alley as quickly as possible, changing into an easier form to hold. She was now a middle aged business woman wearing a simple blue dress, accenting the decidedly smaller curves of this form. She left the alley and went to the only hotel in town, booking a room indefinitely and locking all the doors and windows before settling in to live for a while.[/HIDER]