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no its bc dark jace isnt a member of rpg
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@Bee what about one big jace's family
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my friend describing my chars like "pink and girl group/solo female artist kpop aesthetics, either a bad bitch or borderline unbearably bubbly and sweet" .............i've been called out
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lame sappy tree-hugger piece of trash who spends too much time on Pinterest and/or clicking thru haute couture collections oops
Yo! I'd also recommend checking out Spanish-learning discord servers-I'm in one that's pretty active, and people there are all super helpful! It's a mix of native English and Spanish speakers
Also, not sure how much it helps, but Spanish songs/movies are also p cool. I really liked También la Lluvia/Even the Rain + El Lauberinto del Fauno/Pan's Labyrinth
"I never gossip. I observe. And then I relate those observations to practically everyone."
▼ | BIRTH NAME : |
Christina Li
▼ | ALSO KNOWN AS: |
Chrissy, always. She resents the fact that her given name basically means "tiny female Christ".
▼ | GENDER : |
Female
▼ | AGE : |
28
⫸ A P P E A R A N C E ⫷
"I don't dress up for boys. I dress up to stare at my reflection as I walk by store windows-obviously."
▼ | P H Y S I C AL S T A T S : |
▸ HEIGHT : | Five feet, two inches ▸ WEIGHT : | 110 pounds ▸ ETHNICITY : | East Asian (Chinese, specifically) ▸ HAIR COLOR : | Black ▸ EYE COLOR : | Brown
▼ | PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION : |
Chrissy's definitely not the most formidable of people, standing at a measly five feet and two inches (though her impractically high heels give her at least another four or five) and weighing less than one-hundred and twenty pounds. Her hair is thick and straight, and it is naturally a jet black color, though she's dyed it everything from red to blonde to pink (back when dyeing your hair with Kool-Aid was a thing, in middle school). When she was younger, Chrissy was pretty indecisive about her hair, and was constantly getting it altered, but she's kept her hairstyle consistent since she was eighteen. Right now, it falls a couple inches past her shoulders. Chrissy thinks that it's too straight, but unfortunately, her hair doesn't hold curls very well. Oh, well. Sometimes it just be like that.
Chrissy's features are usually arranged in an expression of mild irritation, because honestly, life never goes the way she wants it to. Her lips are on the thinner side, a fact she hides with eye-popping lipsticks and lip gloss. She makes full use of suicidally-high heels to make her look, you know, taller, because one is not usually very intimidating when they can't even reach the highest shelf in the grocery store. Indeed, with her diminutive stature and petite frame, most people can't help but to find Chrissy...cute. Cute as in, "oh look it's a twelve-year-old." Which pisses her off to no end; she does not need high school guys hitting on her because they think she's seventeen, okay????
On most days, Chrissy refuses to be seen in public without a full face of makeup on-foundation, concealer, mascara, lipstick and/or lip gloss, eyeliner, nail polish, highlighter, eye shadow; the whole shebang. Chrissy loves anything sparkly and anything pink, and she takes great pride in her killer winged eyeliner.
▼ | ATTIRE : |
Although her favorite color is by far pink, Chrissy's wardrobe is a veritable rainbow of all sorts of colors, from pastel yellow to neon blue. She also loves fun jewelry and has an obsession with hoop and/or dangly earrings of all sorts.
Chrissy's self-described style is "sparkly pink biker chick glam". She will 100% pair a magenta crop top bedazzled with rhinestones with black skinny jeans and hot pink combat boots. She's not afraid to show some skin, either, but Chrissy hates the cold, so she keeps her outfits, ah, reasonable during the winter months. Though her vanity wins out over her (very questionable) common sense, sometimes.
For special occasions, her go-tos are glitzy mini-dresses and sparkly stilettos, and maybe fishnets-and killer eyeliner, of course.
⫸ P S Y C H O L O G Y ⫷
"5'2" but my attitude 6'1"."
▼ | PERSONALITY TRAITS : |
Determined, optimistic, analytical and observant/perceptive, spunky and spontaneous, kind of annoying, impulsive, a bit shallow and superficial, silly, slightly ridiculous, really extra, treats life as a giant shitpost, tries to be intimidating, but she's like....5'2 (though her cynical "fuck off" flippancy and acerbic tongue more than make up for her lack of height-as do her six-inch heels)
Scathingly sarcastic and stunningly irreverent, Chrissy Li may have found herself the perfect job when she became a gossip columnist. Indeed, Chrissy is rather shallow (and she's perfectly aware of this, thank you very much), as her life basically revolves around whether Generic Female Actress was dating Attractive Male Singer or not-and whether or not she could get a good story out of it. She has a dry, tongue-in-cheek sort of humor that is (more often than not) not kept "in cheek". At all.
Although she has a critical and rather cynical outlook on life in general, Chrissy is usually quite talkative and outgoing. Her cheerfully blunt and wry (if slightly sarcastic) disposition is well-liked by her peers, even if they do make fun of her for disturbing habit of sprinting after celebs after they've gotten into cars. In 6-inch heels.
Chrissy is also too curious for her own good-she's been known to follow a lead past the point of sanity. She loves drama and she loves gossip, and what brings more drama and gossip than a good ol' fashioned celebrity scandal? Flippant and impulsive, Chrissy is full of sarcastic quips and has an unfortunate tendency for making smart, snarky remarks at exactly the wrong times.
Despite her sharp tongue and dry humor, Chrissy is naturally people-smart and possesses a sharp intelligence and an ability to analyze all sorts of problems and situations in the blink of an eye. She is a natural-born diplomat and compromiser, capable of expertly mediating tense situations with her blunt matter-of-factness. She has a brisk, breezy way of going about her business, and she is remarkably good at keeping track of and managing people, for all her sparkly (and gossipy) ways.
Chrissy is always prepared for everything, be it a slew of paperwork or a broken nail (and if she herself doesn't know how to fix it, there's a 99% chance that she knows someone who can). Although she's quite flighty, Chrissy is a very talented multi-tasker-she can apply sparkly pink eye shadow while reciting exact date that some famous actress or the other hooked up with their current boyfriend, broke up with their current boyfriend, got back together with their current boyfriend, and broke up again with the same boyfriend while operating a motor vehicle (which is quite an impressive feat in L.A. traffic!). Chrissy has a talent with faces and names and picking up teeny-tiny signs-if you give her even the slightest clue, the tiniest hint, Chrissy will have the truth out of you. She is most certainly not as ditzy as she (sometimes) comes off as, and before you know it, she'll have the name of the mysterious woman GoodLooking MaleSinger was making out with at the club last night, her address, if she likes Pepsi or Coke, her phone number, her Instagram, Snapchat, and Twitter usernames (and maybe even the passwords), and (probably) her social security number out of you just like that.
▼ | SKILLS : |
» Running in high heels of any sort (and outrunning you while she's at it)
» Give her the tiniest tidbit of information, the merest speck of a rumor, and she'll spin it into a salacious, headline-worthy story in the space of ten minutes. Okay, so the credibility of aforementioned story may be slightly questionable...but hey, a girl's gotta eat!
» Besides English, she also speaks Chinese and Spanish...sort of (she can understand her Mexican neighbors when they yell at each other so loudly that Chrissy can hear them all the way down the hall. That counts, right?????)
» Eavesdropping. And/or getting someone else to eavesdrop for her
» Okay, so she's kind of a bitch, but she's somehow managed to cultivate a wide network of contacts and informants all throughout L.A. That has to count for something. Right?
» Applying sparkly pink eyeshadow while checking Instagram while operating a motor vehicle
▼ | BACK STORY : |
Christina Li grew up in Los Angeles, California, and she's lived there for practically her entire life. Her childhood was pretty standard-dad, mom, annoying younger brother, equally (if not more) annoying older sister, et cetera, et cetera. Chrissy wasn't a star student, but it's not like she flunked out of school, either, and she had a great time as a cheerleader during her high school years, even if the thought of one of those handspring-handspring-handspring-round off-back tuck sequences makes her joints ache nowadays (her grandma would laugh at her for being over-dramatic about "achy joints", but Chrissy would beg to differ-cheer and gymnastics really fuck up your body, and she's not being over-dramatic!).
Chrissy went to college in California, too, and she majored in journalism (and minored in Spanish), dreaming of becoming an undercover investigative reporter-like the muckrakers, back in the day (in fact, Chrissy loved Upton Sinclair and the whole investigation of meat-packing plants that went on in the early twentieth century). However, as time went on, Chrissy realized that getting a job at the L.A. Times was not as easy as she thought it would be. Sure, she had internships and wrote for the school newspaper and graduated from college, but so did everyone else trying to write for the L.A. Times.
So instead, Chrissy took her career in journalism in a markedly different direction-tabloids. After graduating from college, she accepted a position at one of L.A.'s most infamous tabloids, and she has worked there for a good six or seven years now. It's not a bad job-in fact, Chrissy quite enjoys it-but it's not NYT-level journalism, either. But hey. It could be worse, and all the annoyed celebrities aside, Chrissy loves her job...and more importantly, she's good at it. Give her the tiniest tidbit of information, the merest speck of a rumor, and she'll spin it into a salacious, headline-worthy story in the space of ten minutes. Celebrities may hate her for it, but publicity is publicity, yeah? Chrissy also prides herself on having a very extensive network of informants, from the hairdresser at one of L.A.'s most trendy salons to the manager of the local McDonald's.
Chrissy's life took a turn for the weird when she and one of her colleagues drove out into the desert to spy on a celebrity wedding. The wedding itself was great-tons of juicy material-but on the way back, Chrissy's already super ratchet car was hit by a drunk driver, sending it spiraling off the edge of a cliff. Thankfully, said cliff wasn't very high, but Chrissy's beat-up car wound up skidding to a stop near one of those weird glowy crystals, apparently; Chrissy really doesn't remember much about that night.
In any case, the next thing she knew, she was in the hospital. Fortunately, neither she nor her friend were fatally injured-in fact, they got out of the entire ordeal relatively unharmed, besides a couple of broken bones-but a few weeks later, Chrissy started moving mascara wands with her mind?!
At around the same time, Chrissy's parents asked if she would stay with her great-aunt, in Charity Beach, if only for a few months. Aunt Jess was half-blind, half-deaf, you see, and literally can't do anything without setting the house on fire. Chrissy agreed to go-she needed some time to figure out what the hell was happening to her. Her boss agreed to let her take the summer off...though he also did say that if she caught wind of a scandal while in Florida, she was more than welcome to send it in.
And so here she is, hanging out in Florida. Chrissy doesn't mind-it's a free trip to the beach, really, and she can do without the atrocious L.A. rush hour traffic.
⫸ P O W E R I N F O R M A T I O N ⫷
"If you so much as touch my nails, I'm going to stab you to death with eyeliner pencils. Do you know HOW much it costs to get them done??? What do you think I am, rich?????"
▼ | POWER CLASSIFICATION : |
Type-Blue
▼ | POWER DESCRIPTION : |
Telekinetic-Virus. (shoutout to @Ruler Inc) Chrissy was exposed to the Type-Blue energy, and thus it has gifted her with a form of telekinesis that's somewhat more unique than other kinds. She's capable of releasing telekinetic energy into the environment (which appears as a hot pink light) that travels five meters before it dissipates. While this energy is traveling, it "infects" nearby objects, illuminating it in a hot-pink color, and basically allows her to manipulate it like any other telekinetic would. Any object infected with the "virus" can be moved, and she can also exert some advanced techniques such as crushing, bending, etc - basically anything any other telekinetic can do. She can control several objects at once, or several extremely heavy object - long as it's under 650lb she can control it without straining herself. She can, at will, dispell the virus and spread another one, however she can "spread" the infection by having an infected object hit something unaffected - infecting it.
At least, that's the hope. Right now, her power is in the very basic stages of development, and happens to be limited to make-up and beauty products (why, Chrissy doesn't really know. Maybe it's because she feels the most affinity for them, or something wonky like that? Hmm).
▼ | LIMITS : |
Chrissy, first and foremost, can only use the virus to infect make-up and beauty products...at least, for now. The virus lasts around ten minutes before it dissipates and she has to create another one - also she can only have one "infection" at a time (which is really damn inconvenient when she's trying to do her lipstick and mascara and nails all at once, and she is about to be late for work!!!). In addition the infection doesn't follow her, so if she moves she'll leave the infection behind (though she's gotten around this by getting into the car, first, before activating the virus). Attempting to move anything over 500 pounds will cause severe mental strain on her, however she can manipulate anything infected with the virus long as it's within her line of sight.
▼ | WEAKNESSES : |
Chrissy's power is connected to her body, mind, and spirit. Using it causes injuries to her body in the form of your garden variety nosebleed, to horrific headaches, and strained muscles. She'll basically have one hell of a hangover after a particularly drawn out battle, the typical telekinetic weaknesses. A counter to Chrissy's virus, or a way to dispel it, is high intensity energy - given that it's an energy of a mental sort, once the two collide they'll cancel each other out.
⫸ O T H E R ⫷
"Look, stop telling me to be the bigger person. I'm 5'2". It's just like, not physically possible."
Chrissy loves sweet things; bubble tea, cancer-inducing Starbucks fraps, ice cream, Oreos, doughnuts...as long as there's sugar in it, Chrissy will probably eat it. Her aesthetic consists of bright pinks and yellows and glitter and floral-print interspersed with edgy combat boots and rhinestones, topped off with a pair of suicidally-high heels and one (1) perfectly manicured middle finger flipping you off.
"Legally Blonde", "Clueless", and "The Devil Wears Prada" are three of her all-time favorite movies. Though "Tangled" and "The Princess and the Frog" are wonderful as well. TL;DR Chrissy is a extra as hell and completely prepared to take on the world in a short skirt and glitzy heels
@ayzrules She's not thicc enough, rejected. Even though you ruined my glorious power, I think you should make some more edits to it to reflect that it's limited to beauty products. I know it's a tiny nitpick. Because the whole "lel who knows what could happen??11!!!!1?" part isn't really that clear imo.
wow racist BLOCKED and REPORTED
(also I added in a sentence in the powers section, lmk if all is okay)
"I never gossip. I observe. And then I relate those observations to practically everyone."
▼ | BIRTH NAME : |
Christina Li
▼ | ALSO KNOWN AS: |
Chrissy, always. She resents the fact that her given name basically means "tiny female Christ".
▼ | GENDER : |
Female
▼ | AGE : |
28
⫸ A P P E A R A N C E ⫷
"I don't dress up for boys. I dress up to stare at my reflection as I walk by store windows-obviously."
▼ | P H Y S I C AL S T A T S : |
▸ HEIGHT : | Five feet, two inches ▸ WEIGHT : | 110 pounds ▸ ETHNICITY : | East Asian (Chinese, specifically) ▸ HAIR COLOR : | Black ▸ EYE COLOR : | Brown
▼ | PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION : |
Chrissy's definitely not the most formidable of people, standing at a measly five feet and two inches (though her impractically high heels give her at least another four or five) and weighing less than one-hundred and twenty pounds. Her hair is thick and straight, and it is naturally a jet black color, though she's dyed it everything from red to blonde to pink (back when dyeing your hair with Kool-Aid was a thing, in middle school). When she was younger, Chrissy was pretty indecisive about her hair, and was constantly getting it altered, but she's kept her hairstyle consistent since she was eighteen. Right now, it falls a couple inches past her shoulders. Chrissy thinks that it's too straight, but unfortunately, her hair doesn't hold curls very well. Oh, well. Sometimes it just be like that.
Chrissy's features are usually arranged in an expression of mild irritation, because honestly, life never goes the way she wants it to. Her lips are on the thinner side, a fact she hides with eye-popping lipsticks and lip gloss. She makes full use of suicidally-high heels to make her look, you know, taller, because one is not usually very intimidating when they can't even reach the highest shelf in the grocery store. Indeed, with her diminutive stature and petite frame, most people can't help but to find Chrissy...cute. Cute as in, "oh look it's a twelve-year-old." Which pisses her off to no end; she does not need high school guys hitting on her because they think she's seventeen, okay????
On most days, Chrissy refuses to be seen in public without a full face of makeup on-foundation, concealer, mascara, lipstick and/or lip gloss, eyeliner, nail polish, highlighter, eye shadow; the whole shebang. Chrissy loves anything sparkly and anything pink, and she takes great pride in her killer winged eyeliner.
▼ | ATTIRE : |
Although her favorite color is by far pink, Chrissy's wardrobe is a veritable rainbow of all sorts of colors, from pastel yellow to neon blue. She also loves fun jewelry and has an obsession with hoop and/or dangly earrings of all sorts.
Chrissy's self-described style is "sparkly pink biker chick glam". She will 100% pair a magenta crop top bedazzled with rhinestones with black skinny jeans and hot pink combat boots. She's not afraid to show some skin, either, but Chrissy hates the cold, so she keeps her outfits, ah, reasonable during the winter months. Though her vanity wins out over her (very questionable) common sense, sometimes.
For special occasions, her go-tos are glitzy mini-dresses and sparkly stilettos, and maybe fishnets-and killer eyeliner, of course.
⫸ P S Y C H O L O G Y ⫷
"5'2" but my attitude 6'1"."
▼ | PERSONALITY TRAITS : |
Determined, optimistic, analytical and observant/perceptive, spunky and spontaneous, kind of annoying, impulsive, a bit shallow and superficial, silly, slightly ridiculous, really extra, treats life as a giant shitpost, tries to be intimidating, but she's like....5'2 (though her cynical "fuck off" flippancy and acerbic tongue more than make up for her lack of height-as do her six-inch heels)
Scathingly sarcastic and stunningly irreverent, Chrissy Li may have found herself the perfect job when she became a gossip columnist. Indeed, Chrissy is rather shallow (and she's perfectly aware of this, thank you very much), as her life basically revolves around whether Generic Female Actress was dating Attractive Male Singer or not-and whether or not she could get a good story out of it. She has a dry, tongue-in-cheek sort of humor that is (more often than not) not kept "in cheek". At all.
Although she has a critical and rather cynical outlook on life in general, Chrissy is usually quite talkative and outgoing. Her cheerfully blunt and wry (if slightly sarcastic) disposition is well-liked by her peers, even if they do make fun of her for disturbing habit of sprinting after celebs after they've gotten into cars. In 6-inch heels.
Chrissy is also too curious for her own good-she's been known to follow a lead past the point of sanity. She loves drama and she loves gossip, and what brings more drama and gossip than a good ol' fashioned celebrity scandal? Flippant and impulsive, Chrissy is full of sarcastic quips and has an unfortunate tendency for making smart, snarky remarks at exactly the wrong times.
Despite her sharp tongue and dry humor, Chrissy is naturally people-smart and possesses a sharp intelligence and an ability to analyze all sorts of problems and situations in the blink of an eye. She is a natural-born diplomat and compromiser, capable of expertly mediating tense situations with her blunt matter-of-factness. She has a brisk, breezy way of going about her business, and she is remarkably good at keeping track of and managing people, for all her sparkly (and gossipy) ways.
Chrissy is always prepared for everything, be it a slew of paperwork or a broken nail (and if she herself doesn't know how to fix it, there's a 99% chance that she knows someone who can). Although she's quite flighty, Chrissy is a very talented multi-tasker-she can apply sparkly pink eye shadow while reciting exact date that some famous actress or the other hooked up with their current boyfriend, broke up with their current boyfriend, got back together with their current boyfriend, and broke up again with the same boyfriend while operating a motor vehicle (which is quite an impressive feat in L.A. traffic!). Chrissy has a talent with faces and names and picking up teeny-tiny signs-if you give her even the slightest clue, the tiniest hint, Chrissy will have the truth out of you. She is most certainly not as ditzy as she (sometimes) comes off as, and before you know it, she'll have the name of the mysterious woman GoodLooking MaleSinger was making out with at the club last night, her address, if she likes Pepsi or Coke, her phone number, her Instagram, Snapchat, and Twitter usernames (and maybe even the passwords), and (probably) her social security number out of you just like that.
▼ | SKILLS : |
» Running in high heels of any sort (and outrunning you while she's at it)
» Give her the tiniest tidbit of information, the merest speck of a rumor, and she'll spin it into a salacious, headline-worthy story in the space of ten minutes. Okay, so the credibility of aforementioned story may be slightly questionable...but hey, a girl's gotta eat!
» Besides English, she also speaks Chinese and Spanish...sort of (she can understand her Mexican neighbors when they yell at each other so loudly that Chrissy can hear them all the way down the hall. That counts, right?????)
» Eavesdropping. And/or getting someone else to eavesdrop for her
» Okay, so she's kind of a bitch, but she's somehow managed to cultivate a wide network of contacts and informants all throughout L.A. That has to count for something. Right?
» Applying sparkly pink eyeshadow while checking Instagram while operating a motor vehicle
▼ | BACK STORY : |
Christina Li grew up in Los Angeles, California, and she's lived there for practically her entire life. Her childhood was pretty standard-dad, mom, annoying younger brother, equally (if not more) annoying older sister, et cetera, et cetera. Chrissy wasn't a star student, but it's not like she flunked out of school, either, and she had a great time as a cheerleader during her high school years, even if the thought of one of those handspring-handspring-handspring-round off-back tuck sequences makes her joints ache nowadays (her grandma would laugh at her for being over-dramatic about "achy joints", but Chrissy would beg to differ-cheer and gymnastics really fuck up your body, and she's not being over-dramatic!).
Chrissy went to college in California, too, and she majored in journalism (and minored in Spanish), dreaming of becoming an undercover investigative reporter-like the muckrakers, back in the day (in fact, Chrissy loved Upton Sinclair and the whole investigation of meat-packing plants that went on in the early twentieth century). However, as time went on, Chrissy realized that getting a job at the L.A. Times was not as easy as she thought it would be. Sure, she had internships and wrote for the school newspaper and graduated from college, but so did everyone else trying to write for the L.A. Times.
So instead, Chrissy took her career in journalism in a markedly different direction-tabloids. After graduating from college, she accepted a position at one of L.A.'s most infamous tabloids, and she has worked there for a good six or seven years now. It's not a bad job-in fact, Chrissy quite enjoys it-but it's not NYT-level journalism, either. But hey. It could be worse, and all the annoyed celebrities aside, Chrissy loves her job...and more importantly, she's good at it. Give her the tiniest tidbit of information, the merest speck of a rumor, and she'll spin it into a salacious, headline-worthy story in the space of ten minutes. Celebrities may hate her for it, but publicity is publicity, yeah? Chrissy also prides herself on having a very extensive network of informants, from the hairdresser at one of L.A.'s most trendy salons to the manager of the local McDonald's.
Chrissy's life took a turn for the weird when she and one of her colleagues drove out into the desert to spy on a celebrity wedding. The wedding itself was great-tons of juicy material-but on the way back, Chrissy's already super ratchet car was hit by a drunk driver, sending it spiraling off the edge of a cliff. Thankfully, said cliff wasn't very high, but Chrissy's beat-up car wound up skidding to a stop near one of those weird glowy crystals, apparently; Chrissy really doesn't remember much about that night.
In any case, the next thing she knew, she was in the hospital. Fortunately, neither she nor her friend were fatally injured-in fact, they got out of the entire ordeal relatively unharmed, besides a couple of broken bones-but a few weeks later, Chrissy started moving mascara wands with her mind?!
At around the same time, Chrissy's parents asked if she would stay with her great-aunt, in Charity Beach, if only for a few months. Aunt Jess was half-blind, half-deaf, you see, and literally can't do anything without setting the house on fire. Chrissy agreed to go-she needed some time to figure out what the hell was happening to her. Her boss agreed to let her take the summer off...though he also did say that if she caught wind of a scandal while in Florida, she was more than welcome to send it in.
And so here she is, hanging out in Florida. Chrissy doesn't mind-it's a free trip to the beach, really, and she can do without the atrocious L.A. rush hour traffic.
⫸ P O W E R I N F O R M A T I O N ⫷
"If you so much as touch my nails, I'm going to stab you to death with eyeliner pencils. Do you know HOW much it costs to get them done??? What do you think I am, rich?????"
▼ | POWER CLASSIFICATION : |
Type-Blue
▼ | POWER DESCRIPTION : |
Telekinetic-Virus. (shoutout to @Ruler Inc) Chrissy was exposed to the Type-Blue energy, and thus it has gifted her with a form of telekinesis that's somewhat more unique than other kinds. She's capable of releasing telekinetic energy into the environment (which appears as a hot pink light) that travels five meters before it dissipates. While this energy is traveling, it "infects" nearby objects, illuminating it in a hot-pink color, and basically allows her to manipulate it like any other telekinetic would. Any object infected with the "virus" can be moved, and she can also exert some advanced techniques such as crushing, bending, etc - basically anything any other telekinetic can do. She can control several objects at once, or several extremely heavy object - long as it's under 650lb she can control it without straining herself. She can, at will, dispell the virus and spread another one, however she can "spread" the infection by having an infected object hit something unaffected - infecting it.
At least, that's the hope. Right now, her power is in the very basic stages of development, and happens to be limited to make-up and beauty products (why, Chrissy doesn't really know. Maybe it's because she feels the most affinity for them, or something wonky like that? Hmm).
▼ | LIMITS : |
Chrissy, first and foremost, can only use the virus to infect make-up and beauty products...at least, for now. The virus lasts around ten minutes before it dissipates and she has to create another one - also she can only have one "infection" at a time (which is really damn inconvenient when she's trying to do her lipstick and mascara and nails all at once, and she is about to be late for work!!!). In addition the infection doesn't follow her, so if she moves she'll leave the infection behind (though she's gotten around this by getting into the car, first, before activating the virus). Attempting to move anything over 500 pounds will cause severe mental strain on her, however she can manipulate anything infected with the virus long as it's within her line of sight.
▼ | WEAKNESSES : |
Chrissy's power is connected to her body, mind, and spirit. Using it causes injuries to her body in the form of your garden variety nosebleed, to horrific headaches, and strained muscles. She'll basically have one hell of a hangover after a particularly drawn out battle, the typical telekinetic weaknesses. A counter to Chrissy's virus, or a way to dispel it, is high intensity energy - given that it's an energy of a mental sort, once the two collide they'll cancel each other out.
⫸ O T H E R ⫷
"Look, stop telling me to be the bigger person. I'm 5'2". It's just like, not physically possible."
Chrissy loves sweet things; bubble tea, cancer-inducing Starbucks fraps, ice cream, Oreos, doughnuts...as long as there's sugar in it, Chrissy will probably eat it. Her aesthetic consists of bright pinks and yellows and glitter and floral-print interspersed with edgy combat boots and rhinestones, topped off with a pair of suicidally-high heels and one (1) perfectly manicured middle finger flipping you off.
"Legally Blonde", "Clueless", and "The Devil Wears Prada" are three of her all-time favorite movies. Though "Tangled" and "The Princess and the Frog" are wonderful as well. TL;DR Chrissy is a extra as hell and completely prepared to take on the world in a short skirt and glitzy heels
//Notes: • Other | Sylvia hates when people resort to violence. Not only is it so very impolite, but it also creates gigantic messes. Why can't people just stay calm and settle their differences over a pot of tea? Sheesh.
//Paraphernalia: • Kate Spade Handbag | A designer handbag (or, if not designer, a very good knock-off) that can fit a seemingly infinite amount of items without expanding/becoming too heavy, thanks to Ludwig.
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Most people can tell that Sylvia's an uptight stickler for manners just by looking at her. Her straight brown hair is always combed, pulled back from her face in an elegant bun, with not a strand out of place; her dark hazel eyes are sharp and stern, and her lips are usually pressed together in a thin line, and they are rarely ever curved upwards in a smile.
Her angular facial structure does nothing to shake that impression, either, nor do her bony fingers. And although Sylvia is certainly not scrawny, her figure is all lean lines and sharp edges, with no hint of softness whatsoever. She holds herself with all the stiff rigidity expected of a "proper" Victorian woman, her back ramrod straight and her posture impeccable no matter what the situation. Her steps are brisk, but not too brisk; her face stern, but not so stern as to appear cold or harsh. Sylvia is adamant about proper grooming, and she is always careful to keep her hair and nails clean and well-maintained.
Make-up wise, Sylvia is still figuring it out, but her go-to look is usually the "French" or "natural" look; a touch of concealer, a dab of eye-shadow, a bit of lip gloss, and maybe some clear nail polish. She applies this same rule to the rest of her clothing and accessories as well, preferring a streamlined aesthetic of simple elegance to more flashy looks. Sylvia favors neutral colors, and would never be seen in public in some of the things that she sees on the Internet.
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Sylvia is, first and foremost, a very grounded person. She leaves contemplating the human condition to the philosophers; Sylvia would rather think about something useful, such as how the heck she's going to be able to afford to feed both her and Ludwig on her current salary. Sylvia is practical and pragmatic, and frankly, she really, really doesn't like putting up with other people's bullshit (though she's gotten quite good at this. But still. It doesn't mean that she likes it). Sylvia tends to be rather stern and serious, and most people get the impression that she just has zero sense of humor (to be fair, it does take a lot to make her laugh).
Calm and collected, no matter what the situation, Sylvia is a huge stickler for social etiquette. She is always polite, and she is always very composed, not at all prone to emotional outbursts. Sylvia is 100% capable of maintaining a straight face, even when presented with the most ridiculous of situations. She takes her outer appearance and comportment extremely seriously, and she expects others to be the same way-something that is certainly not working out in her favor, right now (I mean, come on. What is it that people are wearing these days-"sweatpants"? And the shoes! One of her students showed up wearing "Crocs", one day. Sylvia almost had a heart attack).
Sylvia has a keen eye for detail, and she has a knack for remembering names and faces. She is cool and composed under pressure, and though she may get a bit snappish if somebody repeatedly makes the same stupid mistakes in a tight situation, she is typically very patient. Sylvia tries not to let her own feelings get the best of her, and would rather think things through logically than jump to conclusions based on vague "gut feelings" or hunches. She appreciates a well-organized, well-planned itinerary, and one of her biggest pet peeves is when someone totally incompetent is somehow the person in charge.
Despite her stern demeanor, Sylvia is actually quite caring. She doesn't mind children-really, she doesn't-and is a strict but fair teacher.
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Sylvia was born on April 8th, 1835.
Yep, you heard me right-1835.
She came from a middle class English family; her father dabbled in trade, while her mother spent her time managing their household. The first of seven children, Sylvia was thrust into the role of the eldest at a very early age, and she grew up helping her mothers do the chores while keeping track of her accident-prone younger sister and her idiotic younger brothers (to this day, Sylvia doesn't think she's met anybody more stupid than her brothers when they were little...though Ludwig has definitely changed her opinion. More on that later). Her family had enough money to let her finish school, as well as to let her go to college, for which Sylvia is eternally grateful.
After graduating from the women's college she attended, Sylvia found a job as a governess in one of the wealthier households in the area. Her employers were pretty standard, as far as wealthy English families went; they expected her to behave herself properly and to teach their children. Nothing more, nothing less. Sylvia was only grateful that she was neither young nor pretty at that point; she'd heard plenty of horror stories from some of her friends about how other governesses had run afoul of their employers because the ladies of said households saw them as a threat to the sanctity of their marriage, or something.
As a governess, Sylvia not only taught her charges reading, writing, arithmetic, and French, but also proper behavior and comportment in polite society. The children she taught found her strict but fair, and although she came off as very stern, she was also quite caring, in her own quiet way...but that didn't mean she wouldn't scold them for being less than perfectly polite to others, of course.
All in all, Sylvia's life was pretty normal. She made a decent amount of money, which she sent home to her parents so that her brothers and sisters could also go to college. She liked her job well enough, and couldn't complain about anything, really.
And then that stupid wizard had to come and ruin it all.
The family she worked for let her see her family twice a year. Sylvia was walking to the train station, on the way back to her hometown, when that good-for-nothing wizard appeared out of nowhere and forcibly took her back to the pigsty that must have been his house. Sylvia could do nothing as he muttered about some "ritual"-she had no idea why she was even there, first of all-but all she knows is that the wizard did something peculiar, and suddenly they were almost two-hundred years in the future?
After she and Ludwig had figured out what happened, Ludwig deduced that she must have been descended from some mystical creature or the other, and that the trace amounts of magic in her blood must have messed up his spell (which was, apparently, supposed to make him immortal, not hurtle them two hundred years into the future). At he same time, Sylvia started seeing the colors. The 'auras', as she now calls them, were very irritating at first, but she's grown accustomed to them in the three months that she's been in the twenty-first century.
Sylvia demanded that Ludwig send them back, of course, but the wizard refused. Sylvia was furious with him for a while, and she thinks that part of her still is, but she's started focusing on other things, now. Like earning money. Since she kind of sort of doesn't officially exist in twenty-first century America, Sylvia mostly gets paid under the table through private tutoring sessions. It's not a lot, but it's enough to keep her and Ludwig-Ludwig, that useless sack of bricks-from starving to death.
And so here she is, a Victorian governess in twenty-first century America (and Sylvia doesn't think she's ever heard a more atrocious sound than the American accent), rooming with an eccentric (and probably insane) wizard while she tries to adjust her monthly budget to account for inflation (why does a loaf of bread cost the equivalent of three pounds?!). Life really couldn't get any stranger.
(At least, that's what she thinks.)
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//Abilites:
Aura Detection and Manipulation | Sylvia is able to "see" people's emotions in their auras-translucent clouds of color that surround everyone, Sylvia herself included. Certain colors mean certain emotions, and flickers and shifts in the colors of an aura indicate changing emotions or mixed emotions. More often than not, there is also an overall "background" color that signifies what the person's general personality is like. Sylvia is also capable of subtly altering the emotions of others by changing the colors in the auras with her mind. The most she can do is intensify or water down an emotion-she cannot change love to hate or anger to sadness, but she can make someone go from happy to ecstatic or slightly scared to terrified. Doing this requires the aura to be visible and can drain energy very quickly.
Limitation(s) | As with actual people, auras can only be seen when some part of the person is visible, despite the fact that Sylvia finds that the auras to emit a slight glow. For example, Sylvia would not be able to see the aura of somebody completely covered by a blanket, no matter how thin that blanket is. And although Sylvia technically has no limit to the distance at which she can see auras from besides the limits imposed by her own eyesight, they all tend to blur together into one giant blob of moving colors with no meaning whatsoever when she is around large crowds.
Weakness(es) | Sylvia's abilities, though related to sight, do not come as naturally as sight. Sylvia has to "turn on" the auras, which takes two or three minutes at the very least and a good deal of concentration. Once the ability is activated, it does not require a significant amount of energy to maintain, but after an entire day with the ability turned on Sylvia is usually exhausted. The maximum amount of time she has gone with the ability switched on is sixteen hours. Falling asleep automatically "turns off" the ability.
//Skills:
Expert Mediator | Thanks to her calm composure, Sylvia has found that she's quite good at mediating tense situations with polite words and fair, rational judgments. She did, after all, grow up as the oldest of seven siblings. She's never met anyone harder to manage than her younger brothers and sisters.
Cooking/Housekeeping | Being the oldest out of seven siblings, Sylvia's mother had her helping with the chores from a very young age, which means that she's no stranger to cooking and cleaning. Of course, adjusting to the technology of the twenty-first century was a bit of a challenge, but Sylvia got the hang of it pretty quickly (she thinks that the washing machine is probably the single best thing about this century). She's no world-class chef, of course, but she can cook a decent meal and keep the house reasonably clean...the same of which certainly cannot be said for her roommate.
Teaching | Unlike most of her female friends, Sylvia was able to complete her education and go to a women's college, where she learned the in's and out's of being a schoolteacher. As a governess, Sylvia taught her charges reading, writing, and arithmetic, as well as French. She currently works as a part-time private tutor, mostly focusing on basic French and arithmetic.
Mathematics | Although Sylvia is certainly no mathematical genius (it wasn't proper for women to show an interest in things like calculus, you know), she's always had a knack for numbers. She's quite good at quickly making multiple mental calculations, and before she left home, Sylvia was in charge of managing her family's finances.
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