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Name: Miranda Madeline Fay
Aliases: Mandy
Age: 19
Birthday: March 2, 1964
Birth Place: Juneau, Alaska
Gender: Female
Powers:

• Retrocognition - The power to discern events of the past.
• Holographic Projection - The power to manipulate holograms.

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Height: 5 feet, 4 inches
Weight: 106 pounds
Build: Slim
Eyes: Blue
Hair: Light Brown
Skin Tone: Fair
Tattoos/Scars/Piercings: Ears pierced
Personal Style: She generally wears a blouse or shirt with long pants of some kind when she is outside, or doing something that makes a skirt impractical. Otherwise, she generally wears a skirt to go with the blouse/shirt. Miranda tends to wear a nicer jacket to match her outfit, and a pair of nice shoes or boots, depending on what she is wearing.

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Smart * Stubborn * Outgoing * Impulsive * Friendly * Quick-Tempered

Sexuality: Heterosexual
Relationship Status: Single
Personality:
Miranda is not your typical girl at all. Despite the era she has grown up in, and the society she is from, Miranda is rather smart and not afraid to show just how much she knows. She is stubborn about what she wants to do, what she thinks, and will not back down from a fight very easily. This goes along with her outgoing personality as she tends to have more energy and be more of a person who is talkative and helping.

One of the many downsides to the way she is as a person is that she is very impulsive. She tends to make rash decisions on a whim, no matter what type of situation. She is a friendly person, wanting to get to know and befriend just about everyone she meets, no matter what. It doesn't matter to her who you are or what your past is, she will most likely try to befriend you. Despite all of that, she has been known to have somewhat of a temper, so you'd have to be able to deal with that before you could get close to her.
Habits: Twisting her hair, tapping her fingers
Hobbies: Playing piano, tinkering with technology
Fears:

• Death
• Snakes
• Drowning

Likes:

• Animals
• Technology
• Astronomy
• Music
• Tinkering with machines
• Puzzles

Dislikes:

• Liars
• Bullies
• Ignorant people
• Mutant Haters
• Snakes
• Her older brothers

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General World Skills:

• Computers
• Basic Engineering
• Piano
• Knowledge (History)
• Knowledge (Astronomy)

Combat Skills:

• Stamina
• Running

Possessions:

• Locket with a picture of her brother Jeremy in it
• Several odds and ends tools
• A wallet with her ID and $20 cash
• Several Books on History
• Books on Astronomy

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How did you discover your powers:

Miranda was 15 years old when she discovered her powers. She had been helping to clean out the attic of their house, planning on getting rid of some of the old stuff, things that 10 years before her mother had left behind, as well as anything else they needed to get rid of. She found an old painting, and it made her curious as to where it had come from, when suddenly she went into a trance-like state, and saw the entire history of the painting play out for her like a movie, and her brothers had to snap her out of it. That night, when she fell asleep, she started dreaming, but after only a few minutes, she was shaken awake by someone, as it turned out, she had been creating holograms of her dream. They couldn't hurt anyone, but they had almost seemed like they were there. She knew she had to hide her powers as best as she could, but it was hard with 5 brothers who liked to mess with her as a joke, and cause her to use her powers.

General History:

Miranda was born the youngest of 7 kids, not to mention that she was the only girl in the family. Her mother left the family when she was 5 years old, and she hadn't seen her since. Their father worked all of the time to support the family, leaving Miranda in the care of her 6 older brothers, Jeremy, Jason, the twins Tristan and Tim, Marcus, and Matthew being the one closest to her in age. They treated her like she was a lot younger than she was, even though she was only the youngest by 2 years, and it bugged her a lot.

Out of her brothers, she was the closest with the oldest of them, Jeremy. He was older than her by almost 10 years, but that didn't matter to her. He was the closest one to her, and was like a surrogate father to her growing up, since their own father was absent most of the time. She loved her brother, but the others weren't exactly the nicest people around to her. Especially when it became apparent that she was a girl who knew what she was doing, having the major brains in the family.

When she was 10 years old, Jeremy enlisted in the army. She didn't want to see him go, but there wasn't much else she could do. He was an adult, and he wanted to leave, and she understood that. Before he left, he bought her a locket, and gave it to her, telling her he wants to see what she put in it when he got home. Problem was, he never came back, dying on the battlefield. She felt so alone, being left with the siblings who didn't really care much about her, but she didn't know what else she could do. There wasn't anyone else who she felt truly cared so she just went with whatever life seemed to throw at her.

She threw herself into her schooling, and was easily the top in her class no matter what the subject matter was. Miranda tended to lean more science surprisingly, and she found that she loved it. That wasn't the only thing she took an interest in, she found that she loved messing with computers and different pieces of technology. Her family frowned upon this, but also found that it was impossible to stop her from pursuing it in anyway. She was happy, for what felt like the first time since Jeremy had died, and she was not going to let anyone stop her from doing what she loved.

When she discovered her powers when she was 15 years old, things seemed to take a turn for the worst in her family. She was mocked by her brothers, and then they would try to find ways for her powers to trigger. In one case, it got so bad for her that she ended up unconscious in a hospital as her mind tried to filter through everything she had been seeing about the past. After she graduated high school, she started going towards the idea of getting a college degree, but she didn't have the money for it, so she became a waitress and that was what she was doing when she was found and approached by Charles Xavier and Erik Lensherr.

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Character Quote: "You can do whatever you put your mind to."
Theme Song: We Didn't Start the Fire - Billy Joel
Anything Else: Gambit, X-Men: Darkness Rising

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Name: Lucas Alfred Butler
Aliases: Jackal
Age: 35 years old
Birthday: March-01, 1948
Birth Place: Alberta, Canada
Gender: Male
Powers: Invulnerability

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Height: 6 ft 2 in
Weight: 183 lbs
Build: Average
Eyes: Hazel
Hair: Salt & Pepper
Skin Tone: Fair
Tattoos/Scars/Piercings: None
Personal Style: Lucas generally likes to wear a t-shirt with a jacket on top along with jeans and boots. His style is more rugged which comes from his background growing up on a farm.

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Fearless * Judgemental * Industrious * Overbearing * Inspirational * Distant

Sexuality: Heterosexual
Relationship Status: Widowed
Personality: By all accounts, Lucas was affable, cheerful, even-tempered, and an optimistic person. People tended to gravitate towards him and he had a knack at building relationships. It’s easy to observe that he enjoyed being with people. He also had a national propensity to encourage those close to him when they are down. He enjoyed lightening people’s spirits to encourage them. Also, he is always one to get in the fray before everyone else. He would never ask anyone to do something he is not ready to do himself.

Although his general demeanor changed when something tragic happened in his life. From then on, he became uncaringly frank and judgmental. Acquaintances are generally turn off by his domineering personality. At the same time, became wary of building deeper relationships. His guard has since been up and he would intentionally back off whenever he started to get close to people. This is likely because he does not want to have something that could be dear to him that he could again someday lose.

Habits: Tends to stick his tongue out when he's concentrating, scratches the side of his face when he gets annoyed.
Hobbies: Hunting, car restoration
Fears:

• Flying
• Hospitals
• Confined spaces

Likes: 6 minimal

• Machines
• History & Politics
• Guns
• French culture
• Horses
• Outdoors

Dislikes: 6 minimal

• Incompetence
• Airplanes
• Doctors & nurses
• Coffins
• Crowds
• Lazy folk

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General World Skills: Max 6

• Marksmanship
• Mechanics
• Sports - Football & Hockey
• Horseback riding
• Surviving outdoors
• Cooking French cuisine

Combat Skills:

• Brawling (hand to hand combat)
• Sniping
• Using other guns

Possessions:

• L1A1 Self-Loading Rifle
• Franchi SPAS-12
• $500 cash
• Wedding ring
• 1978 Harley-Davidson FLHS Electra-Glide
• Sun/eye glasses

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How did you discover your powers:

Lucas was twenty-five, much older than most, when he discovered his powers. He and his wife Mary with their little boy James drove down to Texas in January of 1974 for a family trip. They had made the trip to watch the Super Bowl VIII finals between the Miami Dolphins and the Minnesota Vikings. James was a huge fan of the Dolphins so they went as a birthday gift to celebrate his birthday. As they were headed back to Alberta there was a huge snowstorm and Lucas was struggling to keep his truck on the road. That was when he and Mary decided it was best to sleep out the storm in a hotel. As they were turning into the hotel a massive semi-trailer truck came barreling into their vehicle. After the collision their truck was crushed and turned upside down. Lucas looked over his wife and child and saw that they were both unconscious. The semi next to them started to leak gas and then a second later exploded and enveloped everything around it, including their truck. Minutes later Lucas rose from the flames his clothes mostly ripped and burning. He then dropped to his knees and wept when he saw their old family truck was still on fire.

General History:

Lucas was born in Lloydminster, Alberta on March 1948. His parents are James and Margaret Butler. The couple had two other sons; Philip the eldest and Aiden the youngest. Even though James had served in World War II and had seen the horror of war, he was always a kind and nurturing man especially towards his wife and three sons. Their family owned a modest sized farm where they raised cattle. It was through the farm that James would teach his boys the value of hard work and how to figure out how to fix things when they stopped working.

Lucas loved living on the farm because of the open spaces around their land and the seemingly endless things he and his brothers could do. They would go exploring and camping together and when they were younger, they would do things that would be considered “too dangerous” for city kids. Their father would also take them camping and hunting for wild game. Lucas had a bit of a middle child complex which he compensated by honing his interpersonal skills, particularly his humour. He quickly became known as the funny guy in the family.

When he turned 17 years of age Lucas joined the Canadian armed forces with his parent’s consent. He initially wanted to build a career in the army and was stationed in Ouvrage Kerfent in France for most of his tenure. His unit was part of the group sent to represent Canada in NATO and was assigned to that installation. Since the base was far from the main cities all he could do was engage and spend time with his French counterparts, which inevitably became beneficial because he was to learn their language. In the service he specialized on being a marksman. This was helped by the fact that his father trained him the basics of hunting from such a young age. After three years though, after not seeing any real action, Lucas decided to leave the army and to go back home to Alberta.

At the age of 20 he came back home to help his father as a farm hand. It was then he met Mary Ombragard in the theatres when he and his friends went to Edmonton to watch the movie, ”In the Heat of the Night.” They fell in love and immediately had a young boy after they were married. Five years later, driving home from a trip they experienced a horrible vehicular accident where both his wife and his son died. It was during this tragedy was when he discovered that he had mutant powers.

From 1974, Lucas became embroiled in underground fights. He pretended to get hurt when his opponents would attack him and he would even intentionally take dives to win lots of money in bets. It was in these fights that he gained the nick name the Jackal. He traveled around the world fighting, staying in a place until people started to suspect that he was “cheating” somehow.

One day in 1983, he went to the Lincoln memorial in Washington D.C. He finally visited because his son always wanted to see and visit the visage of the great Emancipator. After staring blankly at the face of Lincoln for the whole day he started walking down the steps of the memorial and at the bottom was Charles Xavier and Erik Lensherr waiting for him.

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Character Quote: "You only have to go through this life once"Theme Song: John Denver - Take Me Home, Country RoadsAnything Else: Cable, Wych

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Name: Katalina Marina Johnson
Aliases: Kat, Kata, Lina
Age: 18
Birthday: September 29th, 1965
Birth Place: Red Lake, Pennsylvania
Gender: Female
Powers:
Telekinetic Reflexes: The user can enhance their reflexes with psionic energy/focus, effectively slowing down time for themselves.
Empathy: The power to fully interpret and replicate the emotions, moods, and temperaments of others.

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Height: 5'6
Weight: 127 lbs
Build: Slender
Eyes: Dark Blue
Hair: Brown
Skin Tone: Lightly tanned
Tattoos/Scars/Piercings: None
Personal Style: Katalina usually will be seen wearing tshirts, or shorts when she is in the summer months where it is a lot more comfortable for her to be in. However during the cooler months she will wear a turtleneck usually or a sweat shirt and a pair of blue jeans. Kat usually has her hair curly or wavy, she will never put any kind of hair product in it, she dislikes the smell of hairspray and things like that. She usually likes to take good care of herself as well, and likes to wear a bit of makeup as well.

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Clear-headed] * Childish * Aspiring * Delicate * Appreciative * Vulnerable

Sexuality: Bisexual
Relationship Status: Single
Personality: Katalina will usually be seen as a very friendly and clear-headed person once you do meet her, she will usually just about trust anyone fairly easily. However it does end up leaving her vulnerable if someone does end up betraying that trust as well. She also tends to be very sensitive and delicate to things going on around her as well, Katalina also aspires to be a good person, and will do whatever she can to help everyone out around her. She enjoys being with her family as well, and likes to be with them and she's also very family oriented as well.

Katalina tends to like a lot of things girly, and bright colors as well usually she also likes to have anything colored in pink as well, however she does dislike hairspray and generally just hate the smell of it. Growing up in a small town she tends to have a lot of friends with kids who are around her age as well. She's also very appreciative over just the little things that she has and the people that she likes to hang around with as well.
Habits: Katalina tends to tug at her hair when she is stressed out, or bites at her nails as well if she is bored or nervous.
Hobbies: Katalina usually likes to go out of town and go on major shopping trips, clothes and occasionally jewelry as well. Katalina also really has an interest in baseball and will go to any game that she can go to, if she could, and also likes to listen to rock music.
Fears:

• Bears
• Clowns
• Losing her family

Likes:

• Shopping
• Baseball
• Outdoors
• Wolves
• Summer
• Rock Music

Dislikes:

• Bears
• Winter
• Rain
• Bullies
• Cats
• Violence

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General World Skills:

• Driving
• Cooking
• Dancing
• Swimming
• Mathematics
• American History

Combat Skills:

• Athletics
• Acrobatics
• Hunting
• Hunting Rifles

Possessions:

• A picture of her brother, mother and father
• Spare Clothes
• Car Keys
• 1983 Ford Mustang GT
• Stuffed animals
• Purse
• 30 dollars
• Drivers License
• Makeup

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How did you discover your powers: When she was about fourteen years old Katalina was in the kitchen with her father, mother and older brother. Her mother ended up getting a phone call, as she left the room and headed outside Katalina suddenly got a wave of emotions coming from her mother. And for whatever reason Katalina just started to breakdown and cry, as her mother came back in with her father. They had found out that her grandfather had suddenly passed away in a car accident, she since then felt all of the emotions going on around her since that night. Then a few weeks later, at gym class Katalina and the boys were all separated into two teams, they were playing dodgeball that day.

As the game started Katalina noticed time slowing down for just as a dodgeball was near inches from her face, and she easily dodged it very quickly. And then it happened again, to the other kids, they thought that she was going extremely fast for them and she ended up being the winner for her team. Katalina still doesn't know what is going on with her at all, she hasn't been able to control the emotions that she feels from others. Or even how she knows how to control the reflexes either, but has kept it a secret for awhile now from the others.

General History: Katalina was born into the small town of Red Lake Pennsylvania, her mother worked at the clinic, and her father was the sheriff of the small town. And her brother who is about five years older than she is, growing up in a small town, she didn't really have much to do. Other than hang out with her brother and the few kids that she grew up that were around her age, growing up though Katalina did enjoy the town quiet a bit loving the close knit community that she grew up in. However she'd instantly jump at the chance to go out to the closest city and do some major shopping buying new clothes or anything that she could afford.

Katalina always enjoyed math class and history as well, and always excelled in those subjects especially US history for her, when she turned fourteen that's when her first power kicked in. Finding out that her grandfather ended up passing away, the emotions she felt that night made her upset for the rest of the day. Then the next ability kicked in, and she has since then tried her best to keep it a secret and hidden from everyone else. She has since then just kept to herself and never tried to show them out in public, in fear of being judged.

Katalina eventually graduated high school, and decided that she wanted to move out moving across the state towards Harrisburg where she now lives in an apartment with a roommate. Her brother moved out as well and went to study political science from the last time she had talked to her. Katalina ended up getting a job at a dry-cleaning place just a few blocks away from her apartment, she of course goes back to her town to visit a lot of the time as well.

Work was normal for the most part as Katalina was finishing up someone's dry cleaning she was relieved to go out on her break, and she felt pretty hungry. So she decided to go and head over towards a small bakery that was just across the street, craving something sweet she ordered a few doughnuts and sat there as she enjoyed the break. There was a TV in the corner of the room. Then she was approached by both Charles Xavier and Erik Lensherr, which ended up getting her a little bit curious and decided to hear them out.

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Character Quote: "The world is very weird, something else is going on here."
Theme Song: It's the Only One You've Got - 3 Doors Down - 3 Doors Down
Anything Else: Rogue TWD

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Name: Eliette Rose Savary
Aliases: Eliette Theriot, Ellie, Renegade
Age: 20
Birthday: September 9th, 1963
Birth Place: New Orleans, Louisiana
Gender: Female
Powers: Kinetic Energy Manipulation

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Height: 5'2"
Weight: 86 pounds
Build: Skinny
Eyes: Blue - turn red when using her power
Hair: Ginger
Skin Tone: Fair with freckles
Tattoos/Scars/Piercings: Pierced ears; cigarette burn scars on upper thigh; lengthy scar on back
Personal Style: Ellie typically wears a blouse or tank-top, preferring bright and cheerful colors. She wears a locket with it as well, making up a lie about how she got it each time she's asked - but the truth is, she thought it was pretty and she shoplifted it. She loves to wear a bunch of bracelets and on occasion rings, though it's more often than not the former. And no matter the weather, she tries to wear her daisy dukes. She's used to the Louisiana heat - and the chill of Canada or New England won't change that one bit. Sometimes she'll wear make up, but that's usually in an effort to not be mistaken for a teenager, as she looks a bit young for her age.

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Playful * Bipolar * Free Spirited * Rebellious * Caring * Rude

Sexuality: Heterosexual
Relationship Status: Single
Personality: Eliette is a person of extremes. On good days, she can be described as a bit manic. She's over the top and excitable, practically bouncing up and down. The teasing never stops and the smile never leaves her face, as her enthusiasm for life just gushes from her. She cares fiercely about others, attempting to distract them from their worries through games and jokes, never quite one to take things seriously. No one could ever quite tame her spirit or tie her down. She's had more than enough with people trying to tell her what's right and what's wrong, having seen the horrible things that happen when like minded people get together in a group and blindly follow.

On the flip side, Eliette also experiences periods of extreme sadness. When like this, she speaks almost exclusively French and snaps at anyone who attempts to calm her down, shoving them away emotionally and physically. She sometimes attempts to kill herself - in other periods, she just harms herself. It's really luck of the draw. But at any rate, in these moods she believes that she is her family's curse and that she brought all of that death - that she needs to die to atone for it. Or perhaps even more troubling, she believes that no one could ever possibly care for her - a red eyed freak.

Habits: Smoking, speeding up/slowing down marbles as she tosses them
Hobbies: Petty thievery
Fears:

• Alligators
• Her brother
• Dismemberment

Likes:

• Music
• Gardening
• Cheap Thrills
• Traveling
• Cajun Culture
• Cats

Dislikes:

• Purifiers
• Floods
• Sexist Connards
• Organized Religion
• Cops
• School

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General World Skills:

• French (reads/writes)
• Pickpocketing
• Lock Picking
• Poker Face
• Hot Wiring
• Driving (Car)

Combat Skills:

• Stamina
• Flexibility
• Running
• Throwing Projectiles

Possessions:

• Lighter
• Pack of Cigarettes
• Lock Pick
• Bag of Marbles
• Fake I.D.
• Stolen Credit Cards
• Walkman and Headphones
• Bobby Pins

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How did you discover your powers: Eliette had been walking home from school, humming Dancing Queen. She hadn't been paying attention when she crossed the road, too caught up in the music as she more danced rather than walked across. Eliette didn't notice the car until it had almost collided into her, the driver slamming the breaks but they didn't have enough distance to come to a stop. But as Eliette threw her hands out, the car slowed completely, only tapping into her knee lightly.

She freaked out, realizing that she was a mutant - the very thing her brothers had told her just about every day was responsible for humanity's suffering. Once she calmed down from the initial shock, she started experimenting by rolling balls down the hallway when her brothers weren't around, seeing if she could stop them. It wasn't until she made them go faster that she realized she was changing their kinetic energy.

General History: Eliette was the youngest of three, with two older brothers - Henri and Olivier. She grew up in a rather cramped house, since their cousin Céleste lived with them. But Eliette didn't mind it, coming to consider her cousin to be more like a sister. Her older brothers were extremely protective of her, walking her to and from school even though she knew the way herself by heart. And when her father lost his job and money was tight, Olivier and Henri would slip her some of their food, that way Eliette had plenty to eat.

Tragedy struck when Eliette was ten years old, however. Céleste, then seventeen, had gone missing. There was a lengthy police investigation until it was discovered that her boyfriend, a mutant, had killed her. The cops never recovered Céleste's body and after the funeral, her brothers sat her down for a talk. They explained that the devil had sent mutants to Earth as a mockery of divine design. It didn't sit right with her, but she was little and didn't know much. Her brothers kept on telling her these things as they eventually joined a group called Purifiers, dedicated to wiping out the mutant plague.

Around the time when Olivier started seeing Sophie, another Purifier he had met, their parents were killed in a car crash. Olivier and Henri were convinced that the driver - a mutant - had done it on purpose, intending to kill innocent people and wreak havoc. Eliette began to feel skeptical about her brothers' hatred of mutants, but due to her grief, she also developed bipolar disorder. It started off with her feeling intense manic highs, running and jumping and just throwing herself at everything enthusiastically. She tried to adopt ten cats. And then they were followed by intense suicidal lows, where she'd close her eyes and imagine that she was going to die and see her parents and cousin again.

Her powers developed a year later and she tried her best to hide them from her brothers. They were her legal guardians and their small home had turned into a meeting location for the Purifiers. But as much as Eliette tried to be careful, she couldn't control them. One of the Purifiers saw her accidentally slow down a dart someone had tossed, accusing her of being a mutant. Eliette panicked and her powers went haywire. A bag was thrown over her head and the next thing she knew, she was in the middle of nowhere in the bayou, tied to a wooden post. Olivier was preaching about how he was about to cleanse his family of their curse - the devil masquerading as his sweet sister Eliette - and Henri was dispensing gasoline at her feet.

She managed to barely escape with her life, thanks to Olivier's tendency to monologue and a cross bracelet she wore. It allowed her to break the rope, using a combination of luck and her powers, and then she fled by foot. Eliette didn't stop running until she hit New Orleans, stealing clothes and growing her hair out long. She dropped her last name and picked up a new one, figuring that attempted murder was a clear message: she wasn't a part of the Savary family anymore.

For the past five years, she's been a runaway swamp rat, stealing in order to survive. She got more and more control over her powers as the years went by, eventually beginning to carry around a bag of marbles, finding that the small projectiles were easy to manipulate and useful for all sorts of petty thievery. She had actually been in the process of pick pocketing Erik Lensherr when he and Charles Xavier approached her. They reminded her of Henri and Olivier before they turned on her, and tired of sleeping on the streets, she decided to take them up on the offer.

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Character Quote: "Lemme show ya how we handle this down in New Orleans, mes amis."
Theme Song: Runaway by Bon Jovi
Anything Else: Quicksilver; Hooked on a Feeling

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Name: Mythri Naidu
Aliases: Myth, Ri (said: ree)
Age: 22
Birthday: June 2, 1961
Birth Place: Bengaluru, India
Gender: Female
Powers: Force Field Generation: The ability to generate force fields
Extrasensory Perception: The ability to perceive information though means other than the five senses

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Height: 5'9''
Weight: 124 lbs
Build: Athletic, Lightly Toned
Eyes: Light Brown
Hair: Black
Skin Tone: Light Tan
Tattoos/Scars/Piercings: Two Ear Piercings, Henna Tattoo on Right Hand
Personal Style: Mythri tends to adopt a sense of style purely out of self-interest. She does not shy away from clothing representing her heritage, but she also conforms to "American Style" a lot of the time, often combining the two. Mythri enjoys wearing loose clothing and dresses and often does not like clothes that are tight or form fitting. To that end, she will wear jeans and a t-shirt often in daily travel, despite protests from her mother.

Her hair is long naturally and she enjoys having it long as she can play around with it. Makeup is in heavy pink and red tones. She often accessorizes with jewelry but does not enjoy lugging around a purse to hold her things, preferring to keep her belongings in her pocket (if she has them).

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Captivating * Defiant * Freethinking * Provocative * Self-Suficient * Vindictive

Sexuality: Bisexual
Relationship Status: Single
Personality: Calling Mythri mild-mannered would warrant a slap to the face. Though her mother would deny it, Mythri takes after her with her fiery personality. Mythri isn't afraid of using what she has to get what she wants and does not take crap from anyone. If you wrong her, she doesn't just bite back, she makes sure the bite is poisonous and long-lasting. Years of aiming to do things on her own have led her to be highly self-sufficient and relying only on her.

Mythri has trouble trusting authority and often butts heads with them whenever possible, especially the police (given what happened to her father). She is free-spirited and likes to think for herself, relying on the truth as she sees it rather than speculation. Mythri can be untrusting, but she does put herself out there if she feels like the other person truly deserves it, but often they do not.
Habits:

• Chews the ends of pens
• Sarcasm (especially to authority figures)

Hobbies:

• Watercolor
• Dance

Fears:

• Falling From Height
• Suffocation
• Being Awake During Surgery

Likes:

• Thai Food
• Watercoloring
• Dogs
• Rock and Roll
• Vivid Colors
• Strawberry Ice Cream

Dislikes:

• Police
• Religion
• Her Mother Arranging Marriage
• Most Sports
• Sushi
• Bullies

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General World Skills:

• Language (Hindi)
• Watercoloring
• Psychology
• History
• Driving
• Knowledge (Indian Culture)

Combat Skills:

• Krav Maga
• Acrobatics
• Stamina

Possessions:

• Wallet w/ ID and $40
• Car Keys
• 1984 Toyota MR2
• Makeup
• Various Cultural Attire (Bindi, Sari, Dresses, etc.)
• Easel
• Watercolor Set
• Walkman w/ Headphones
• Pocket Knife

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How did you discover your powers: It wasn't until Mythri was 12 that she discovered she had abilities. Her parents were often scathing in their review of mutants and skeptical about the truth behind them. Mythri always felt weird that she was able to percieve things that other people couldn't know (especially when she touched something). However, she displayed her force field power to prevent herself and her mother being hit by an oncoming car. The driver screamed in panic and her mother dragged her away. Her mother still cared for her daughter, but that was the last time she ever saw her father. At least, until his funeral.

General History: Mythri was ver young when her parents migrated over to the United States. It was an incredibly hard time for her family and they were often met with backlash and hesitency, but New York was the place of dreams and her father wanted to protect her and her mother. It seemed like the best option. Her father worked tirelessly at three jobs to provide for his family. Myrthri struggled in school as the other children did not interact with her and teachers treated her like dirt. This formed what would be Mythri's hatred of authority.

Mutants were talked about, but her parents had incredible negative views on them, especially her father, who called them "sinners" and against God. Her father managed to find a decent paying job as a security guard and their family was well-off compared to most others. This often attracted hatred from their neighbors, who still did not trust them. When Mythri was 12 years old, she displayed mutant powers to protect herself and her mother from being mowed down by a car. Fearful for her daughter, she rushed her home where they talked about it together. Her father, outraged, left and never returned.

It wasn't until Mythri was 18 that her father turned up again, except this time he was dead. The news called it an accident. A break-in at the lab he guarded over that left him dead. The police chalked it up to negligence on his part and let matters rest. Mythri never accepted that, knowing her father was a good person, deep down, and would have foguht back. It smelled like a cover-up and Mythri was hellbent in finding out the truth.

She hid her powers for the most part, using them only when she absolutely had to. She took up self-defense classes and studied hard in school to achieve top marks despite the struggle she often faced. Her mother wanted the best for her, but knew that she had a wild child on her hands and let her do her own thing. So when two men came up to her asking for her help regarding mutant matters, Mythri insulted them and walked away, but not before they told her the benefits of helping them and what it would mean for mutant kind. Mythri agreeed, but for her own purpose and no one else's.

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Character Quote: "You can only rely on yourself, and even then, you have to watch your back."
Theme Song:
Anything Else: Link, Favorite Marvel Character is a toss up between Invisible Woman and Dagger from Cloak and Dagger

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Name: Carolina Tamaya Camacho

Aliases: Friends call her Caro; People closest to her call her Lina or Maya; On the job - Jefa

Age: 37

Birthday: October 10, 1946

Birth Place: Cajamarca, Peru

Gender: Female

Powers: Piezokinesis/Pressure manipulation

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Height: 5’5’’

Weight: 125 lbs

Build: Fit

Eyes: Brown

Hair: Brunette

Skin Tone: Mocha

Tattoos/Scars/Piercings:

Personal Style: Tank-tops, jeans and boots are Carolina's everyday uniform. While her stile of dress is simple and her stature is not the most impressive one, the woman still manages to command her surroundings like no one would believe. Her presence of character is nothing to be laughed at even if her wardrobe is nothing fancy. But that's how Jefa likes it anyway. Utility is of way more value in her line of work, than fancy outfits. If push comes to shove, she cleans up nicely, but she will always feel more comfortable in her jeans, tank and boots... and maybe a greasy stain or two on her cheeks.

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Loyal * Harsh * Unwavering * Grumpy * Helpful * Sullen

Sexuality: Distinct preference to female company

Relationship Status: Single

Personality: Carolina is a no nonsense kind of woman. Sometimes even to the point of being harsh. But having lived the life she has and endured her fair share of dark moments, she knows that at certain times you need more than backbone and a stiff upper lip to survive. She believes each personal is responsible for how they live their lives and what they do with them. She will help if you need help, but she will not hold your hand and baby you. She is more likely to teach you how to do it, than offer to do your job for you. She is not above sharing the hard lessons life has taught her. She is surprisingly kind and caring under the hardened exterior. People who get to know her well will find that bit about her. She is overprotective of children and any creature that is too weak to defend itself against the bullies of the world. But to get to that soft interior one must first endure the harsh, grumpy and often times sullen attitude of the woman.

In professional capacity Carolina is unflinching and unwavering. Always competent and in control of the situation. To the point that it has earned her the nickname 'Jefa'. People know not to mess with her and those under her care. She doesn't hold grudges, but she won't let vile things go unpunished either. If you've wronged a person close to her you better make amends fast or Jefa will not forgive the transgression. That said Carolina is not a violent person by nature. She may chew you out, but will never resort to physical punishment. Well, she makes an exception for the most vile and depraved individuals out there.

Habits: Switches to Aymara in emotional situations and would also mumble in Aymara whenever she is concentrating on something; Taps her foot if stationary for too long

Hobbies: Woodcarving

Fears:

• Zealots
• Losing people she loves
• Injections

Likes:

• Tinkering with stuff
• Cooking
• Dancing
• Reading
• Exploring old ruins
• BBQ
• Alternative theories on ancient human history

Dislikes:

• Smoking
• Alcohol and drunkards
• Critters and crawlers
• Inconsiderate behavior
• Men touching her without consent
• Bullies
• Quitters

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General World Skills:

• Off-road driving
• Mechanic
• Wilderness survival
• Aymara /Language/
• Spanish /Language/
• Spelunking

Combat Skills:

• Parkour
• Brawling
• Dual Machete Fighting
• Endurance

Possessions:

• Her trusty ride
• A pair of machetes
• Inca aircraft pin
• A copy of Chariots of the Gods
• Mythology books
• Wallet /ID, 100$ in 10s and 20s/
• Tool kit
• Survival gear
• First aid kit
• Binoculars

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How did you discover your powers: During that first archaeological expedition where Carolina had secured a job as cheap labor for herself, one of the other workers had taken a shine to her. An older man of ill repute and a nasty drinking habit. One night as the group had set up camp and almost everyone had fallen asleep in their tents Carolina was making sure the city dwellers hadn't left anything out in the open that would attract the attention of the wild life. It was then that a sweaty mitt had clamped itself down on her mouth and nose and a blobby, stinky body had dragged her some ways away from the campsite.

She hadn't been able to call out and when that old, disgusting man had released her mouth, they'd been too far away for anyone to hear her cries for help. And cry she did! And scream and scratch and bite. For the girl knew what was about to happen and she was not going to let it happen without a fight. And just as she was kicking and screaming in utter desperation, suddenly it was the blobby, stinky, grubby, horrible excuse for a man that started screeching in pain as blood ran out of his eyes and nose and ears. And he was off Carolina in a flash and slumped down on the forest floor screaming and screaming, until he fell silent.

After that incident Carolina started noticing her ability to exert control over pressure.



General History: Carolina grew up as an orphan on the streets of Cajamarca, Peru. She was abandoned as a baby on the footsteps of a small church operated orphanage. The nuns didn't have much to work with in terms of government funding, but they made due with donations and volunteer work by people from the neighborhood. The children grew up on a diet of simple meals and hand-me-down clothes. But they never lacked for kindness as the nuns devoted their lives to the children in the orphanage.

Still, the life of an orphan was not an easy one and especially considering the state of the country, with corruption rampant and civil rights severely restricted. Luckily for Caro, one of the volunteers at the orphanage took her under his wing. A middle-aged Aymara Indian mechanic, who did odd jobs around the orphanage. He was the first to recognize the blanket Caro had been wrapped in as a baby, as being of Aymara make. From there on the two were inseparable and the only reason Inti did not make steps to adopt Caro officially was that he had no wife and lived alone the simple life of a mechanic. He did not had the resources to take care of a little girl, but in every other aspect he became an adoptive father to little Carolina.

When she became a teenager he kept her off the streets by allowing her to work on the cars in the shop with him. Although she loved doing it anyway and would not trade it for anything else. Still, growing up, the young girl became conscious of the resources it took to raise children and the hardships the nuns faced every day. So young Carolina began doing odd jobs here and there, since Inti couldn't pay her a mechanic's salary. Eventually Caro received her first job as grunt work on an archaeological expedition. The group needed porters and people familiar with the area and Carolina jumped on the opportunity.

This continued for a number of years with Caro splitting her time between working as cheap labor on various expeditions within the rainforest, fixing cars with Inti and learning the trade, and keeping up with her homeschooling the nuns gave the orphans. By the time Carolina was twenty-five she was a competent mechanic, with years of practical experience. She was also a well known wilderness guide with good reputation. And the nuns had done their best to impart the orphans with the necessary knowledge to get them through life. Caro was a bright, hardworking, young woman. She loved the nuns who had cared for her all her life and adored Inti, her unofficial adoptive father.

By the time Carolina'd hit 37, she was known as a no-nonsense, hardcore wilderness guide who got the job done and had never lost a single member of the expeditions she led into the rainforest. She was harsh and unyielding, but people knew she would keep them safe and would not lead them astray. And whenever Caro was not playing around in the Amazon, she worked on cars in the shop with a now getting up there in age Inti. She also donated her time freely to the orphanage and helped the nuns with money and whatever else she could.

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Character Quote: "To remain calm when everyone else loses his nerve is the greatest contribution you can make to others: to be cool headed when a storm is raging is to act like the channel through which the "Intij Inti" will cast it's rays of light, clearing away the blackest darkness", Chamalu

Theme Song: Tell That Devil

Anything Else: A tossup between Gambit and Rogue. A convo with your friendly neighborhood tiki mask demon



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