[CENTER][sup][h1][center][img]Header/Banner[/img][/center][b][center][color=black]M A K E N N A   C L O U T I E R - L E E D S[/color]
[color=lightgray]M A K E N N A   C L O U T I E R - L E E D S[/color][/center]
[/b][/h1][/sup][/CENTER][table][row][sup][h1][color=2c2c2c][b]▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅[/b][CENTER][color=silver][sub][sub][sup][sub][i][colour=BC8F8F]"Call it obsessive... I consider myself thorough."[/colour][/i][/sub][/sup][/sub][/sub][/color][/CENTER][right][b]▅▅▅▅▅[/b][/right][/color][/h1][/sup][/row][row][cell][center][sub][sup][h3][b][color=black][color=2c2c2c]▅▅▅▅▅▅[/color]    [sub]Y E A R B O O K   P H O T O[/sub]   [color=2c2c2c]▅▅▅▅▅▅[/color][/color]
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[sub][COLOR=darkgray]Makenna Rose Cloutier-Leeds[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=darkgray]April 17[sup]th[/sup],2001[/COLOR] [b]|[/b] [COLOR=darkgray] 21[/COLOR] [b]|[/b] [COLOR=darkgray]American-Canadian[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=darkgray]Lafayette[/COLOR] [b]|[/b] [COLOR=darkgray]Louisiana[/COLOR] [b]|[/b] [COLOR=darkgray]USA[/COLOR][/sub][/center]
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[indent][sub][b][color=darkgray] P H Y S I C A L T R A I T S[/color][/b][/sub]
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	[COLOR=gray][COLOR=darkgray]◼ [b]B U I L D[/b] ||[/COLOR] [i]Lean, moderately athletic[/i]
	[COLOR=darkgray]◼ [b]H A I R C O L O U R[/b] ||[/COLOR] [i]Black/Brown[/i]
	[COLOR=darkgray]◼ [b]E Y E C O L O U R[/b] ||[/COLOR] [i]Brown[/i]
	[COLOR=darkgray]◼ [b]H E I G H T[/b] ||[/COLOR] [i]5'-6"[/i]
	[COLOR=darkgray]◼ [b]W E I G H T[/b] ||[/COLOR] [i]137 lbs[/i]
	[COLOR=darkgray]◼ [b]S K I N T O N E[/b] ||[/COLOR] [i]Mixed[/i][/COLOR][/SUP]
[color=#2e2c2c]-[/color][/indent][/hider][/INDENT][INDENT][sub][sup][h3][b][color=black] [color=2c2c2c]▅[/color] [sub]M O T I V A T I O N S & G O A L S[/sub][/color]
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[indent][sub][b][color=darkgray] M O T I V A T I O N S[/color][/b][/sub]
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[COLOR=gray]All Makenna has ever wanted was to get out of her dying backwards hometown. Her goal remains the same, though her tenacity and certainty have been challenged with the discovery of her meta-human abilities. She worked and scraped her way out of Lafayette once before, and she wouldn't go back so long as she can help it.  Not that there'd be anyone there willing to take her back anyways.
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[sub][b][color=darkgray] G O A L S[/color][/b][/sub]
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[COLOR=gray]Re-establish the life she lost from her hype-gene.  She'll do what she needs to get through PRCU, but once she's done enough to appease the courts and her mother, she's adamant to return to Yale and finish her started degree in business communications. Then she'd never have to hear from either side of her disappointing family again and could forget where she came from.

Her more immediate goal is to re-solidify her relationship with her fiance, Carson Ashwater, which has been rather muddled since the wedding's initial postponement. [/color][/sup]
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[indent][sub][b][color=darkgray] M I S C E L L A N E O U S[/color][/b][/sub]
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[COLOR=gray][color=darkgray][b]►[/b][/color] She is a rather adept cellist, despite only picking it up in the past four years. [/color]
[COLOR=gray][color=darkgray][b]►[/b][/color] Attends PRCU as part of her 'sentencing' due to the events of her hype-gene awakening.  It was a fortunate opportunity offered only due to her mother's connections to H.E.L.P. and in turn, the school.[/color]
[COLOR=gray][color=darkgray][b]►[/b][/color] Hex code; [colour=BC8F8F]BC8F8F[/colour] [/color][/sup]
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[COLOR=GRAY][indent]It was only eight months ago that Makenna was on top of the world: Attending an Ivy League school on full scholarship, engaged to the love of her life, and free of her less than respectable roots. Until the night of her bachelorette party, planned specifically the same time as her 21st birthday.  Her friends had taken her for a night out in New Haven, eventually landing in a karaoke bar. During a particularly passionate rendition of Whitney Huston, Makenna's meta-gene decided to make itself known. The result was a lawsuit from the bar, suspension of her scholarship, indefinite postponement of the wedding, and annexation from both her new friends and southern family.

As each and every door she'd managed to pry open slammed shut, an opportunity came from the most unexpected of places.  Makenna's mother, a woman she had no memory of on account of her running out before her daughter's second birthday. Jaida Leeds was a notable H.E.L.P.-affiliated Hyperhuman, and met Makenna's father while helping the state police in southern Louisiana track an especially dangerous hyperhuman during the early 2000's. The whirlwind romance and resulting child were not enough to keep a career-minded woman such as Jaida in a town like Lafayette.  Makenna first balked at the idea of accepting and sort of aid from her estranged mother, but as the life she'd so carefully built for herself continued to crumble, she eventually packed her things and moved to enroll PRCU to make what she could of what was left.[/indent][/COLOR][INDENT][sub][sup][h3][b][color=black] [color=2c2c2c]▅[/color] [sub]A B I L I T I E S, L I M I T A T I O N S, & W E A K N E S S E S[/sub][/color]
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[COLOR=GRAY][INDENT][sub][b][color=darkgray] H Y P E R H U M A N A B I L I T Y ||  V O C A L   P R O J E C T I O N[/color][/b][/sub]
[SUB][COLOR=2C2C2C]__[/COLOR][color=darkgray][b]PRIMARY CLASSIFICATION[/b]		||[/COLOR]ESOTERIC[/SUB]
[SUB][COLOR=2C2C2C]__[/COLOR][color=darkgray][b]SECONDARY CLASSIFICATION[/b]	||[/COLOR]EXPULSIVE[/SUB]

[INDENT]Makenna has inhuman range, strength, and control of her voice. Her abilities allow her to create nearly any sound at any pitch or volume; ranging from those inaudible to humans, to voice mimicry, to intense sonic blasts strong enough to create a resulting kinetic force.[/indent]
[sub][b][color=darkgray] L I M I T A T I O N S ||T B D[/color][/b][/sub]

[INDENT]For all her precision at normal vocal ranges, when using a powered 'sonic scream' as labeled in her student file she lacks any real control.  On more than one occasion she has failed to produce the desired effect at all.  Her mother and intake counselor quickly determined most of these shortcomings stem from Makenna's own nerves and reluctance to use her abilities at all. [/indent]
[sub][b][color=darkgray] W E A K N E S S E S ||T B D[/color][/b][/sub]

[INDENT]The voice is Makenna's powerhouse, and easily limited.  She has the potential to become completely nullified with a simple gag, or if her opponent has the forethought to wear a decent pair of earmuffs. Her own ears have no natural protection, so she always travels with multiple sets of earplugs to prevent damage.[/indent][/INDENT][/COLOR]
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[COLOR=GRAY][indent][sub][b][color=darkgray]   S K I L L   ||  Affable[/color][/b][/sub]

[INDENT]Moving from her lowly beginnings in the rural south to the upper echelons of Ivy League society has taught Makenna a lot of things about people.  Most importantly how to fake it until it becomes real.  She can wear nearly as many faces as she can voices, and while she prefers to play the part of the charming, proper lady of pedigree she can slip back into natural vernacular and behavior of her old life if the situation calls for it.[/indent]
[sub][b][color=darkgray]   T A L E N T   ||  Erudite[/color][/b][/sub]

[INDENT]Makenna would call it a result of will and determination rather than innate talent, but there's no arguing that from an early she had a Midas touch.  In each activity she joined in; from toddlers ballet to student council president, she didn't only thrive, but excelled. There was no magic involved of course, just an ungodly amount of effort. Every ounce of spare time Makenna has is spent studying, training, working, strategically socializing, or prepping for any of the four.  As remarkable as her fastidiousness is, it can also be frightening, and calls to question how long she can feasibly keep it up.[/indent][/indent][/COLOR]
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[COLOR=GRAY][indent][sub][b][color=darkgray]Y O U  A W A K E  I N  T H E  D E A D  O F  N I G H T, W H A T  W O K E  Y O U?[/color][/b][/sub]

[indent]Her phone, plugged in its appropriate place on a desk on the far side of her room. Makenna is up before the third note chimes.  Another busy day ahead, and she doesn't have the time to dawdle.  The morning routine that typically began for her at 5:30am was a well-enough practiced dance that the hour-early start made little difference. The night before she had portioned the ingredients for her smoothie, packed a gym bag, and picked her clothes. Her usually trip to the gym and workout routine had a notable extra pep in them.  Makenna herself could hardly tell whether it was due to nerves or excitement.  Carson was making the long-awaited journey across the entire continent to visit. The first one since Makenna's arrival. Everything would have to be perfect.[/indent]
[sub][b][color=darkgray]A  D I S H E V E L E D  S T R A N G E R  A P P R O A C H E S  Y O U  A S K I N G  F O R  H E L P,  H O W  D O  Y O U  R E S P O N D?[/color][/b][/sub]

[indent]Makenna kept her head down and muttered something barely audible about not having change.  Her pace didn't quicken, nor did it slow to heed the stranger either. Just to be sure, she checked her phone that not a minute of her precious schedule was set askew. For a time, she listened to ensure that no footsteps followed her own, but never fully turned to check. The interaction would be completely forgotten before the end of the day.[/indent]
[sub][b][color=darkgray]A N  I N T R U D E R  A L A R M  H A S  B E E N  S E T  O F F  O N  C A M P U S, H O W  D O  Y O U  R E A C T?[/color][/b][/sub]

[indent]Makenna is one of the first on their feet, and encourages others to follow as she makes her way out the classroom door. At the choke points she coordinates and calms crowds into orderly lines to prevent congestion before it can properly begin.

[colour=BC8F8F]"Lines, alphabetically, in your houses!"[/colour] Her amplified voice booms over the rancorous students gathered outside the school. She looks for a professor or administrator to turn over to for instruction, but finding none continues to order the students until a sense of order is resorted.[/indent][/indent][/COLOR]