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[sub][color=black]Marlena Evans[/color]
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[indent][sub][b][color=b940da]   M I S C E L L A N E O U S[/color][/b][/sub]
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        [color=b940da]Aliases:[/color] N/A
	[color=b940da]Hero Name:[/color] Psychomancer
	[color=b940da]Birth Place:[/color] Brooklyn, NYC
	[color=b940da]Age:[/color] 16
	[color=b940da]Birthday:[/color] July 9th
	[color=b940da]Gender:[/color] Transfemme
	[color=b940da]Pronouns:[/color] She/Her
	[color=b940da]Sexuality:[/color] Gay
	[color=b940da]Build:[/color] Skinny
	[color=b940da]Body Modifications:[/color] N/A
	[color=b940da]Habits:[/color] Twirling her hair
	[color=b940da]Hobbies:[/color] Skating, DIY crafts
	[color=b940da]Social Handle:[/color] TGPS
	[color=b940da]Medical History:[/color] N/A

	
[color=b940da][b]►[/b] [b]Fears[/b][/color]
	Drowning 
	Being nobody

[color=b940da][b]►[/b] [b]Toxic Traits[/b][/color]
	Persistent 
	Reckless
	Arrogant

[color=b940da][b]►[/b] [b]Likes[/b][/color]
	Skating
	DIY work
	Pizza
	Fashion
	Summer
	Fighting games

[color=b940da][b]►[/b] [b]Dislikes[/b][/color]
	Violence
	Caffeine
	Bad outfits
	Smoking
	Country music
	Guns[/color]
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	Telekinesis
	
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	Skating
	DIY Crafts
	Agility
	Charisma
	Fashion Knowledge
	Knife Tricks
	Telekinetic Trick Shot
	Mounted Combat
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	English
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	Backpack - Phone, earbuds, tool case, water bottle.  
	DIY case - Buttons, threads, rubber bands, super glue
        Skateboard
	Butterfly knife
        
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[color=white][color=b940da][b]►[/b] [b]Relationship Notes[/b][/color]
	Carl Evans: Her father. Always kind, always softspoken. The only real family she has left, he’s always been good to her. But things aren’t okay between them, right now. Marlena is bitter about being sent so far from home, and isn’t answering his calls or messages.
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Marlena was modifying a shirt to be looser around the chest area one day, and had a pair of heavy scissors beside her. She reached for a needle, and accidentally knocked the scissors off the table. Her hand went out to catch them, and her foot jerked back. The scissors stopped mid-air, only to go skidding off when she realized what was happening. She lifted them up again, from across the room, and figured it out. [/hider]

[Hider=General History] Marlena comes from a family of two. Just her and Carl Evans, her father. Her mother got dreadfully sick when she was twelve, and didn’t make it. Growing up in a big building, in an even bigger city, there were always a lot of faces around and not many quiet spaces to hide away in. Between the hours of school and the late evenings, Marlena had a habit of pulling away and not telling dad or her sister where she’d go. Sometimes she’d just take a walk, or skate around and probably hang out with someone who was chill enough about her. But there were always nights when Marlena was the only person awake in the entire apartment building, coming back at midnight because she felt like staying out longer. Marlena had picked up the hobby a month after the funeral, and despite the problems of a kid running around New York City unattended, it helped. She’d come home smiling over a trick she finally landed, handling things well enough in her own way that her dad let it slide.

It became more than a simple hobby. Marlena stuck with it. At fourteen, she came out as trans to her dad. It was an awkward talk, but he was always the sort of man who opened his ears more than his mouth, so he took it well. Some people at school weren’t quite as receptive, but Marlena was surrounded by enough support to know she was ultimately accepted. That Summer, she took a big interest in changing up her appearance and name, and went back to school much happier. Her father was supportive in all the things she did, even if he didn’t always understand, and she really couldn’t have had it better.

Except for the powers.

As she got older, Marlena got into a habit of staying out later and later. Sometimes, it’d be midnight before she got home. Sometimes, she’d be up even later than that. All those hours spent awake when the city was asleep were spent grappling with the secret of her powers, she’d developed the ability to move things with her mind. Marlena could propel herself along on a skateboard without her feet ever moving to push the ground. She’d keep a knife with her in case someone stalked her, and she could twirl it above her hand like she was a damn wizard. She heard the horror stories about previous generations of mutants fighting tooth and nail, struggling for every single victory they ever got, just to not get killed. It had gotten better over the years, she knew, but looking into it in decret didn’t fill her with much confidence. These days, mutants didn’t hide, they went off to learn how to use their powers. They didn’t just hang out at home and play fighting games witj the kids across the hall, they hopped across the country to fight terrorists. The world didn’t typically mind mutants when they were on a screen, flexing their powers while they fought bad guys and saved the world- When they were [i]palatable.[/i]

Marlena didn’t want to be a superhero. Or, at the very least, she didn’t want to change her life. Leaving home to train in some school full of wizards, aliens, demons and other mutants felt like the wrong life for her. Her vision for her future involved being known as Marlena, the girl with a great fashion sense and awesome tricks. Not Marlena, the mutant who wasted her potential on being normal. So she kept her powers secret. In the late hours when she was alone, she’d experiment with them just to be sure she didn’t accidentally kill someone if she ran into them, but they were for her alone to worry ablut, not someone else. She went to school, skated her way home, and just did all the usual kid things. 

But then she went home from school one day, and her dad looked [i]hurt.[/i] He stared a hole through her from the kitchen table, and he knew she’d been keeping a secret. Apparently, a friend from work spotted Marlena skating around as usual the night before, using her powers to twirl the knife he insisted she carry. They talked, and talked, and talked. She told him how she felt about it, and he felt upset she felt the need to hide it. But Marlena got frustrated, and then so did he. Neither of them wanted to yell, so Marlena walked away. 

It put a rift between them, making it awkward to talk to each other for the next few days. They made up eventually, but Marlena’s dad sat her down one day, and had a serious talk with her about it. He wanted what was best for her, he did his own research into things, and told her that he was going to send her to a different school. One that taught people to use superpowers well. And then the rift split back open. She didn’t want to leave home, she didn’t want to go to another school to fight people, and Marlena made it abundantly clear that this was why she hid it from him. Out of fear her life would get turned upside down. This time, they resorted to yelling.

But in the end, Marlena was the teenager and he was the adult. So the decision was final, and she was sent to the other side of the country. They haven’t spoken since.

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