Fallenreaper

Star Wars: The Force is Eternal

Part 2 of the Collab

Lo continued to frown then looked past Sar’s body and toward the medical hut. She debated on sticking around or heading to grab her notes.

"Before Master Rothul arrived, we were losing entire villages to gas attacks. Half of my village had disappeared after we had left on a hunting trip. When we returned and they were all gone, we found neighboring villages in the same predicament. I rounded up as many remaining as I could and we banded together." Sar explained, thinking over the last few months, even before Dominik and Lo had arrived, and how hard it had been on his people.

Cora was moved. “I am truly sorry for your loss. I can see why Dominik wanted to help the sheer audacity of someone to attack a village with poison gas… I cannot fathom it.”

“It wasn’t poison, it was knocked out gas. It left a nasty headache afterwards too.” Lo corrected Cora without thinking, her voice still gentle.

Cora bit her lip and looked between Lo and Sar. “Slavery.” Shaking her head Cora looked at Sar. “I have made Dominik and Lo more comfortable and they are healing but they need rest. I know this is unprecedented but until they are healed fully I would like to assist in their duties. I know you do not know me but I would be happy to answer any questions that you have. You can ask me anything.” There was a determined set to her chin and her silver eyes held Sar’s blue ones.

"You aren't a complete stranger to me, Cora. Dominik spoke of you a few times. We often sit at the center and talk late into the night. He's tried to tell me about his past, but it's hard for him. So I share what I can about mine. He knows he can trust me but it seems there's a lot of pain in bringing up old memories. Lately we've talked about other things. Friends, family. He has those very close to him that he cares for. You were often a topic when it was brought up." Sar explained, smiling softly at Cora as he spoke.

"I trust your judgement and your skills. Just as I do Dominik, Lo, and the other Jedi. We're grateful to have your assistance."

Cora did not know what to say. She blushed and smiled. “You have me at a disadvantage Sar. I hope that it was not my awkward teenage years. I assure you those are behind me. He is like a father to me. I-I did not realize how much I missed him until it was almost too late.”

Looking back over her shoulder at Dominik a tear rolled down her cheek. She had not realized she was crying. Quickly she swiped it away and turned back to Sar. “Dominik needs to stay off his feet and rest for a week. I have healed him but he needs to take it easy and let his body finish off the healing. Lo needs three days of sleep or she will push herself beyond tired and make a mistake that she will never forgive herself for. If they want to continue being useful they will stay in bed. I have drastic measures that I do not want to take but I will if need be.”

Sar laughed heartily as Cora mentioned her teenage years. "I promise you Master Jedi, it was not those. We talked about a lot. I respect his boundaries though. There are topics that I would bring up, about the war or other hard times we've been through. Sometimes I could get him to talk but more often than not he'd grow quiet."

Sar glanced over towards Dominik, able to see him past the tents and across the cavern, sitting next to the collapse as he normally did every morning. "I'm glad you're here Cora. I think he needs a little more firm encouragement. More than Lo and I combined could give him." He said, moving aside again as the same children from before ran back through, giggling and laughing. "I'll help keep an eye on him, and make sure he takes it easy. You have my word."

Cora blushed as Sar said her name. “Cora will do nicely. I am not a Master. The war was... Is… like every other. Nightmarish to be the least eloquent.” Cora smiled at the children. They always seemed to touch a place deep in her heart.

Reaching out she lightly touched Sar’s arm with just her fingertips. She looked up at him smiling. “Thank you Sar. For more than you know. Now to deal with the two most ornery patients in the whole of the Order. I shall see you about midday.” She let her fingers slide off his arm and strode over to Dominik.

Sar smiled and bowed his head at Cora as she left. He turned then, taking his empty bowl and moving to help those who still needed their morning meal.

Lo’s eyes had found the ground during their conversation. Admirable or not, she didn’t feel proud of her failure to reach her master. At the mention of two ornery patients, she felt the comment referred to her master and her. She didn’t look forward to the next three days of sitting around while others did her job.

Seeing Sar busy and Cora already moving toward Dom, she debated on the wisdom of retrieving her notes. Cora would need them since the wrong combination of plants would only waste supplies. Lo sighed again and followed her logic. She turned on her heel and shifted her path to the medical tents, the last place she left them.

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Sitting in front of the rock collapse, knees folded and his hands resting on his knees, the older Jedi often fell into a deep meditation while he sat there. Today seemed different though, for he couldn't lose himself in his thoughts as he normally did. He sensed as Cora came near, but chose to say nothing just yet.

Cora sat down facing Dominik. Waiting patiently was something she was used to doing. She watched him with a healer's eye, looking for signs of strain and backsliding in his progress. She saw none and turned her observations over to more emotional territory.

"Talked about me did you? To a single, attractive, assertive male? I quite remember a time that you were not so keen on my association with the opposite sex. And do not pretend to not hear me." Cora cast a raised eyebrow and a blank look at Dominik.

Eyes closed, but an eyebrow raised, Dominik waited for Cora to finish speaking before he let out an exasperated sigh. “I spoke to him of fond memories and good friends.” Dominik replied, opening his eyes to look at Cora before they closed again. “Sar is a good friend, Cora. He has made talking easier, if only by a little.”

Nodding her head Cora looked over at Sar across the cavern. "I am glad you have him. Although it does sting a bit that you have not spoken with your former Padawan with such freedom. But you were always too protective about certain things. You might find that the people walking beside you wish to assist you with the burden you shoulder. Indeed they would relish the chance to become even closer to you."

Rising smoothly Cora shook out her skirts. "You are on bed rest for five days, argue with me or do something taxing and see how fast I use restraints."

“Those walking beside me, especially my padawan, do not need to hear me sulk over the guilt that I carry.” Dominik replied, eyes still closed as he spoke. “And I don’t need bed rest, Cora. I’ve been resting long enough.” He challenged, eyes opening now and his posture relaxing. He rested an elbow on one of his knees, one hand moved up to rub his eyes.

“I don’t need bedrest, nor do I need to share with others the grief I hold. I just-” Dominik sighed again, continuing to rub his eyes as his thoughts raced.

Cora's eyes snapped silver fire. "You do. On both counts. You close off on her and so help me Dominik Rothul I will not care if you are on the Council or not I will make you regret it. She is not half as persistent as I was at her age. You push her away and she will resent you for it and you will break her. Let her do what you would not and will not let me do. Let her in. Everyone needs someone."

It took everything Cora had to close off her emotions and push them back down. Seeing Dominik was joy and sorrow for her. She constantly felt like she'd never lived up to him. She'd analytically dissected the feelings long ago and buried them only to have them rise again. Ironic that she should lecture him on repression or letting people in.

Lo reminded Cora of herself at that age. She hoped that Lo had an easier time with Dominik than Cora had. It was worse that she was supposed to stand by and watch it happen again. Well she had decided that she was stepping in.

The Master Jedi would not say it, he could not. But he was afraid. Afraid of letting Lo in and then losing her, just as he had lost Evin. Just as he had lost Sela, and Xid, and so many others who he would never see again, who he could never speak to again. The older man sat there, slouched with his head rested in his hand, almost as if all of his strength had left him. He thought that by not letting anyone in, he could prevent himself from losing anyone, and prevent others from the pain they may feel should they lose him. It seemed though that if he shut Lo out, he would lose her, and lose their bond in a way he didn’t think possible.

He said nothing. For many long, silent moments the old man sat there, breathing in and out as he kept his emotions down, but he hid his face from Cora. Slouched over, head resting in one hand, he wasn’t sure if he was ready to release his grief and let others in.

Turning in a swirl of skirts Cora retreated before she dashed herself on the sharp rocks that were Dominik’s stubbornness. If it would have done her any good she would have mentioned that he was special to so many people that, while they may not number as the stars, they were still countless. She had waited so long for his approval and to have it when he thought he was dying, that was upsetting.

No that was not correct. She wanted his love, approval was secondary. She looked at Dominik as a father. After all he had been the one to save her.

Star Wars: The Force is Eternal

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Legacy of Heroes: The New Age

All right, Hexfire, I think is done. She's right here. *waits and braces* If I missed something, I'm sorry. My brain is a little mushy.

Legacy of Heroes: The New Age

Hexfire

Samantha Haynes/Hexfire

| {Full Name} |

Samantha Valerie Haynes

| {Age} |

26

| {Species} |

Human (possessed)

| {Gender} |

Female

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| {Appearance} |

In Human form:

HT: 5’5” Eye: Dark Hazel (nearsighted)
WT: Light Skin: White
Hair: Brown Markings: None
Built: Slender

Samantha's appear reflects her blue collar living style. She cut her dirty blond hair short, letting it hand just a few inches below her jawline. It surprised her how well it framed her face and enhanced her plain looks. She wears clear frame glasses for her nearsightedness because contacts intimidate her. While she'll never be a beauty queen, Samantha still manages a little eyeshadow and lip gloss.

Her favorite outfits aim for comfort over attractiveness or sex allure. Loose enough for even movement, but tighten to avoid snagging or pull. Jeans are her ideal pants. She'll put on the occasional sweats when she wants something different. Finish it off with some tennis shoes, and she's ready for her nightly work as an exhibit designer.

In Demonic form:
HT: 5’10” Eye: Pale Yellow, Feline
WT: Very Light Skin: Red
Hair: Black Markings: None
Built: Curvy

After unwillingly donating blood to a ritual, Samantha’s appearance can alter into a demonic form of herself. Her hair grows out past her shoulder blades and turns completely black, absorbing all light shining upon it. She has larger than normal canine teeth adding to her intimating appearance. The skin darkens and turns red with black strips along the upper arms. A prehensile tail with a spade tip extends from her tail bone. Horns curve around her slightly pointed ears as all color drains from her eyes, leaving them a very pale yellow. Her feet taper off into hooves on her toes making using shoes difficult.

| {Equipment and Personal Belongings} |

This is likely not everything, but I don't want to list literally all the mundane things she's got. It wouldn't be helpful.

Purse filled with essentials.

• Credit Card
• License
• Car Keys
• Cell Phone
• Pepper Spray
• Photos, wallet size, of her parents and siblings
• Spare glasses
• Spare change and cash (about 20 bucks)
• Feminine essentials: Make-up, hygiene, etc.

Vehicle: preowned ford truck with different colored doors.

• Cans of paint
• Paint brushes
• Ladder
• Rope
• Dummies or props she needs to haul around
• Spare tire x2

Home: a rental apartment.

• Preowned basic living set: Sofa, chairs, coffee table, bed, etc.
• Older Laptop and router
• Trunk with good dishes, jewelry (about 1-2 heirlooms), DVD collection and photo album.
• A small counter herb garden
• Cat named Rufus. Black stray turned pampered house pet.

| {Physical} |

Basic Combative Skills (TBA)
Farther along in the IC, Samantha will learn the basics in combat and how to defend herself. It will be sped up depending on the story’s needs for tension and allies that stick around to help her. For now, she’s got the best fighting skills you can have on instinct and no education.

| {Superpowers} |

Demonic Taint:
Samantha can shift between human and demon forms at will. Her demonic form goes by the name of Hexfire, but she has no idea why or where it came from. Each of her forms have their strengths and weaknesses, but it's obvious which this one is better at combat. For those who have experienced the aura of demons before, she reads as demonic or unnatural no matter the form.

Fire Proof:
In her demonic form. Samantha is completely fire proof. She can easily walk through fire and come out the same way she went in. Only a small smell of brimstone on her skin. This includes natural and magical fire. When fire comes into contact with her skin or anything on it, the fire will extinguish with a loud hiss.

Fire Manipulation/Magic:
Hexfire can manipulate or control fire she makes. This includes, but not limited to:

• Creating Simple shapes
• Shoot Fireballs/streaks
• Create Heat for Warmth
• Creating Walls
• Using it to Attack or Protect herself
• Illuminate the Darkness
• Creating a Fire Source
• Make it Grow in Strength or Weaken, Extinguishing it

Claws:
When on the offense and in close range, Hexfire can fuse long black nails into her fingers. They are extremely sharp and able to cut through anything a sword could. If they break, it will take a short period to grow back.

Supernatural Agility, Flexibility, and Reaction Speed:
Hexfire has above human speed, agility, and reaction speed, allowing her to avoid attacks. More specifically those in close range combat. Over all, she's designed to avoid damage, stay back, and cause large amounts of damage.

| {Limitations} |

Demonic Taint:
Through she can shift between forms, there’s some side effects. The most notable one is that she has trouble controlling her shifts. During extreme emotional or mental stress, Samantha can lose control of her form. This can cause random shifts from human to demon or vice versa at the worst moments.

While in this form, certain items can hurt. Examples of this is any item with a strong belief. This belief has to stem from the user and be directed at her. These objects can leave burns behind that will follow her into human. Depending on the severity, if they are let untreated (while in human form) then she could die.

Fire-Proof:
This ability is only limited to herself and what she's wearing. She can't bestow it on others and even trying to shield them completely from the effects is difficult.

Fire Manipulation/Magic:
Her manipulation is limited to flame and fire she creates. Any outside fire isn't within her ability to influence, including magical. She has to be conscious to keep the fire/flames going. Once knocked out or unable to focus, they will extinguish instantly.

If she's unaware, her fires can be extinguished by normal means. Suffocating it, let it burn out, or water to list a few methods.

Claws:
She is unable to cut through anything tough as metal, stone, or anything a sword couldn't.

Human Weakness:
While in her human form, Samantha is at her most vulnerable. She is considered human with those weaknesses. This includes squishy, unable to cast fire magic, and more. Any enemies attacking her in this form can gain a dangerous advantage.

Glass Cannon:
The bad part about her skillet, she is a glass cannon. Taking heavy damage will affect her performance and can put her down quickly. Her durability has its limits and closer to human than demons. One good area effect attack or powerful hit can cripple her, even kill her if it’s strong enough.

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| {Personality} |

Positive Traits

Creative/Nerdy: Samantha enjoys letting out her creativity. During one of her projects, she uses research over real history to inspire and guide her themes. There's something satisfying about understanding then sparking visitors to explore them. Her favorite ones tend to edge on what most consider to be nerdy interests. The occult, fantasy, and myths to list a few.

Proud in her Work: She takes pride in her work and the results she gives. Rarely will she turn something in that's only half done or has a very wobbly base. When she works on a project, her whole heart goes into producing a story within the exhibit. While not everyone is impress, she smiles whenever she hears praise on one.

Kind: She deeply cares and is loyal to her friends and family. Willing to put her life on hold just to help them. This has caused some issues time to time with her boss or family. Often resulting in her exclusion from important or planned events.

Samantha honestly believes in doing onto others as she wants to be done to her. This is why she rarely lets her temper get the better of her or treat someone like dirt. Granted, this isn't expected from others.

Negative Traits

Stress Ball: Stress happens to be a part of Samantha's job in the form of deadlines and expectations. Her boss enjoys shifting the due dates around at last minute. This continual cycle has caused her to develop unhealthy habits like skipping meals, sleep, and even time to herself. These small habits often betray the fact her stress levels have reached a terrible point.

Trusting to a Flaw: Samantha knows deep down not everyone can be trusted, but she likes to think her friends and family can. She's correct with her instincts on her brothers and parents. Not always right when it comes to her friends. Some take advantage of this in obvious ways, and she turns a blind to their lies. Making excuses or explaining the painful truth away in her. It's only when someone she cares for points the obvious out that she will be forced to confront it.

Difficulty in Saying No: To her family and friends, Samantha has trouble saying no. She fears they would think badly of her or that she was letting them down. So often she will simply say yes then cause conflict. Her brothers some times take advantage of this, but not to a dangerous degree. However, not everyone is considerate enough.

| {Place of Origin} |

Eerie Indiana, farm and rural area.

| {Background} |

Parents: Keith and Martha Haynes
Siblings: John (30) and Aaron (28)

Samantha

Samantha grew up in Erie, Indiana, a small rural town. Despite the small businesses and large farmlands, the community was tightly knitted. Parents looked after each other's kids even when there wasn't a request. No matter where she went, someone always knew where she was. And nothing escaped the town gossipers. Interesting enough, fate saw it fitting to give her rough start in life.

Her mother had given birth too early, and Samantha had developed a rip in her heart. With some luck and a good doctor, no serious issues developed later in life. It did influence her parents choice to never have biological kids again. The risk of a worse condition had been too great since the heart condition was genetic. It wasn't a tragedy as it made room for her older brothers, John and Aaron.

They started off fostering John, an African American kid taken from an abusive family. Trust was hard to develop, especially between her father and him. However, with time and patience the family's efforts melted his cold walls. Even when the town frowned at the variety in their growing family.

Next came Aaron, his parents died in a car wreck and no relatives wanted him. With John and Samantha's help, they formed a fast bond despite the age gap. It's not to say they didn't have their quarrels or sibling moments, but even now they keep tabs on each other.

Samantha remembers her teenage years as being a roller coaster with its up and downs. Looking back on it, she regretted being such a brat to her parents. It was hard to be reasonable back then. First change came around when she turned thirteen. Her father had been seeking out better job and found one in Keystone City. Being a young teenager girl, Samantha didn't like uprooting her whole life for a trivial job. At first, she resisted its charms. Often bickering or fighting her parents' decision. She even lashed out at her brothers when they failed to agree with her behavior. It wasn't until John took her to her first proper museum, did her view point change.

So many exhibits, so little time. She knew the place she wanted to work at now. Most people didn't think being an exhibit was fun or glamorous, but she disagreed. Things started to look better in Keystone.

After high school, her application to Walkerman College gained approval. It had been her fifth choice for a college after the various denials to the more advance ones. Reasons and challenges came in every favor. Her low income, low loan approval, and even her only slightly above average grades. A scholarship even rejected her, so Samantha counted herself lucky to get in something at all. She would make the best of this start.

The years flew by. Her parents had ended up divorcing shortly after she left home. Surprisingly, all the children respected their decision to separate though they hated it. Aaron went into joining the local police department and become an official officer. John fell in love with a woman at college, started up a company, and currently she's Aunt to two loving nieces. Samantha found herself a bit jealous since she rarely found the time or motivation to date.

It wasn't long before the museum hired her on. It turned out she knew a tour guide there by the name of Matt Carver, a boy from her old school. Samantha learned he recently moved here before he suggested dinner. She had yet to give him an answer.

The newest exhibit had taken up much of her time. The release date was a few days from now and the pressure was on. That included altering the pamphlets, printing them out, and delivering them. She had to admit, learning about the theme of occult and demons had enough to keep her busy for hours. It gave her an idea on how to display their newest runic stone for the public.

Hexfire (demonic essence's history)

Unknown to Samantha, the demonic essence is more of a symbiotic parasite. While living within a human, animal, or even another demon, it alters the genetic make-up to suit it. Samantha isn't the first, or will she be, the last host it will have. Each host's life leave impresses on it which can carry over to the next host. These memories take the form of nightmares and are slow to wake up. Some beneficial. Others just useless memories.

All past hosts have had their own struggles. Whether these conflicts will affect her in the future remains to be seen.

X-Men: The New Era - Issue II: Avalon Rising

ᴠᴇʀᴏɴɪᴄᴀ "ʀᴏɴɴɪᴇ" ᴍᴀʟᴄᴏʟᴍ

"Veronica, you've disappointed me. I expect you to recover from your blunder or there will be consequences." _{-Mrs. Paige Malcolm}

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_{October | From Los Angeles International Airport to The Ashford Institute for the Gifted}

Ronnie had become dangerously bored.

Her fingers idly toyed with her star on her choker. It matched well with her off-the-shoulder crop top and ripped jean short. Ronnie had done her research as she knew it fit perfectly for the hotter weather in California than Washington during this time of year. She glanced through the car window and took in the scenery. Various skyscrapers, store, and hotels drifted by. Crowds flowed with purpose like the flow of insects to go about their daily routines.

On any normal day, she would be on cloud nine as she looked forward to exploring the West Coastal city. Now, the idea of taking in the local sights and experience the local fashion didn't even reach the top of her list.

Her hand brought out her smart phone from her purse. She made a few quick taps to unlock it then checked her messages. Her box was empty. It served as a familiar comfort and bitter reminder that her social life was over. During the last week of preparing for the trip, she had attempted to contact Alex, Yaz, and J many times. All her alerts showed the messages had been open, but she still received no response. They chose not to respond obviously. A small part in her brain didn't want to blame them, but her dark self demanded blood. After every thing she had done for them, the ungrateful and gutless rats decided to abandon her.

They had to pay for their crimes.

She sharply inhaled, her mask on fully and blocking the pain reality slapped her with. Deep down, everyone knew being a mutant was a social death sentence.

A click powered down her cellphone, and she stashed it back into her purse. She would deal with them later. She made them what they were. In the end, Ronnie intended to teach them this. No one turned their backs on her. No one.

X-Men: The New Era - Issue II: Avalon Rising

I'm in. *snickers*

X-Men: The New Era - Issue II: Avalon Rising

Veronica 'Ronnie' Arleen Malcolm

_{Please disregard the piercing in the nose, she doesn't have one and would only wear a fake one}
Name: Veronica 'Ronnie' Arleen Malcolm
Nicknames/Aliases: Paper Girl, Bitch, Queen Bee. There's honestly a lot.
X-Men Code Name: Origami
Gender: Female
Age: 16

Physical Description:

Ronnie tends to favor outfits with a sense of modern style and enhancing her assets. She tends out use off whites, pastel, or other light colors to stand against her darker skin. She refuses to do neon since the contrast is very ugly. The girl enjoys her name brand clothing, even for her casual wear. It's one of the perks of being able to afford and enjoy looking good in it. One of the examples of her style is her favorite outfit. A soft tan spaghetti top and low cut jean shorts, with a tassel pendent gold necklace and brown leather belt. She would top it off with wedge sandals on her feet. On her person is always her small purse keeping her essentials, cell phone, and spare cash on hand.

HT- 5'8" ( 172.72 cm )
WT- 144 lbs.
EY- Brown
SK- Light brown
HR- Dark and tightly curled.
BLT-Thin
Markings/Piercings: None.

Mutations:

Paper Manipulation (this is the broad term for her abilities):
This includes, but not limited to the following.

Manipulation.

-Using a form of telekinesis to move, locate, and or alter any paper or paper related objects. This means if they are made of a paper or paper-like substance -if they are bendable and made from paper they count as paper-like- she can control them. This has a range of about 3 meters in any direction.

Altering Properties/Mending.

-She can change the properties of paper like substances. This includes, but not limited to:
*strengthen it against attack. This is mainly against blunt force or any attack not listed in the weaknesses of paper. (see chart underneath)

*Combine many sheets of paper into one giant one.

-Can repair or mend any paper like substance. Following the law of energy, Veronica can't make something out of nothing. She needs to use another source of paper in order to 'mend' the damaged one.
Once she has, she can easily restore it back to any original state before the damage.

Create Paper Constructs.

-With a little time and enough paper, Veronica can create constructs big or small. From weapons like swords and bow and arrows to actual moving creatures. Her ability in this area is limited only by her imagination and amount of materials available to her. The larger (like a buck or truck) the construct is, the longer and more focus it will take to create. These are the type to impact their environment the most. Likewise, the smaller ones are the opposite. Though it will still take time and focus to create a great number of the same small construct.

-These constructs are rooted in reality. They function like their real life counterparts and without issues most the time. Due to their paper origins, they are vulnerable to paper weaknesses.

-Once made, they no longer need her to hold them together and can act freely according to their nature. Ronnie can, if she wishes, manipulate the object and guide it into helping her. Example: Ordering an animal construct to attack a hostile or avoid hurting allies with a paper arrow.

Paper weaknesses include:

Water-When soaked with water, paper weakens and crumbles.
Fire/Extreme Heat-When exposed to flame, paper burns easily and turns to ashes.
Slicing and Cutting- Any sharp, cutting weapon or surface can easily rip paper to pieces. Rendering most of Ronnie's efforts useless.
Material Availability- As mentioned before, she's limited by her material's amount. The greater amount, the more she can do and create. Like wise, the same is true with limited supplies. She can create it out of thin air or alter materials into paper.
Additional notes
While Ronnie is gaining control over her ability, she hasn't mastered it yet. This means there will be cases where it either doesn't work at all or not in the way she wants it to.

Personality:

Ronnie's personality is a complicated one. Below are the core traits that at this point, heavily influence her decisions and actions. These are subject to additions or changes as she grows.

• Level Headed
• Selective Loyalty
• Charismatic
• Dominant
• Selfish
• Lacking Empathy

Background:

Small notes (NPC ones)
Parents
Father- Christopher Malcolm
Mother- Paige Malcolm (surname: Black)

Ex-Friends
Alexander King
Yasmin Williams
Julia Wells

Rivals
Maggie 'Mag-Pie' Warner

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Ronnie could never understand why her mother married her father. They were as different as night and day, but it was obvious who held the reins in the relationship. Her mother. Together they ran Tech Guardian Industries, a 'rags to riches' global security company. This is the environment Ronnie grew up in. A place she never knew what or limitations, but also a place full of high expectations. Weakness was not tolerated.

From the moment she was born to every waking second, her mother expected success. No excuses were acceptable. Shame left a stinging impression, but no physical punishment came. She developed heavy hatred at that sensation and those who cause it.

Before her mutation surfaced, her old school described her as bitchy and dangerous. Especially to those in her crosshairs. Those select individuals of her clique benefited from her power. It came at a price. Her approval meant everything in the school scene.

For a while, her life appeared to follow a law and order routine. Well maintained for her success in life. Then her mutation turned everything on its head.

The incident caused quite a stir. Her father worried about her health and safety, though she could see the fear of the unknown rise in him. This behavior quickly stopped when her mother chastised her. This 'stunt' of hers would damage not just her image, but the family's and the company's too.

Some students had caught the whole incident on their cell phones and posted it on social media. They pointed her out as the source. Soon after, the principle to call her parents. He requested she remained home until farther notice. A newly formed no tolerance policy. The social media rumors ignited the internet like a wildfire. Students began to fear and judge her until even her clique began to ostracize her.

All her years of influence and power, gone in a matter of days. The worst day ever for Ronnie. Within the week, someone from The Ashford Institution for Gifted came knocking. A small conversation later, Ronnie's parents agreed. She suspected her mother agreed just to purely to give the incident time to blow over. Paige Malcolm wanted problems solved instead of hidden.

Nearly a month later, she was shipped out to California and on her way to the new school. One filled with freaks like her.

Recap of your mutations awakening:

>>>Search: Mutant attack on student, Washington DC.
....searching
>>>About 8,380,000 results

A soft click could be heard as the newest video is picked. The description listed the location as Lincoln Memorial Academy. A private school for girls in Washington.

Mutant Attacks Another Student.

Panicked screams start the video. Several students bolt for the door, their hands trying to tear it open. As the door opens, they move into the hallway causing shouts of protest. The camera holder's hand shakes as sheets of paper fly about in erratic patterns. They swarm nearby students. Scoring thin, red lines across their exposed skin. Slower students, like the phone's owner, duck under desks or chairs. Anything to protect themselves from the onslaught.

With a cautious turn, the camera owner shifts focus from the chaotic scene to the back of the classroom.

It rested on two students at the epicenter of the carnage.

A dark skinned girl stood firmly in front of another. The victim, her face and waving arms seen through the largest swarm of paper, struggled to escape. She pleaded for mercy. Thin red lines score across her skin under rips on her uniform. She slammed into a counter then crawled into a corner. Suddenly, the flying paper dropped to the ground. All of them in perfect union. The red head could be heard whimpering as the only standing student stirred. Her curled, dark head glanced around in confusion.

The video ended with the cellphone owner's last words.

"She's a fucking mutant..."

Needless to say, Ronnie left an impression when her powers first woke up. According to newspaper reports, Ms. Malcolm approached Ms. Warner before an altercation occurred. Soon after, papers flew off desks, out of notebooks, and folders to attack everyone. Once the chaos died, Ms. Warner was taken to the hospital. She suffered several shallow lacerations across her body which weren't life threatening. The school suspended Ms. Malcolm due to a 'No violence tolerated' policy. One that had never been upheld or existed until the incident.

X-Men: The New Era - Issue II: Avalon Rising

I hope this CS is suitable. >,< I'm still figuring out the character and her powers might have more limits or freedoms than I originally put on the sheet, but it's on a case by case for story. I did try to establish the basics as well as I could.

Veronica 'Ronnie' Arleen Malcolm

_{Please disregard the piercing in the nose, she doesn't have one and would only wear a fake one}
Name: Veronica 'Ronnie' Arleen Malcolm
Nicknames/Aliases: Paper Girl, Bitch, Queen Bee. There's honestly a lot.
X-Men Code Name: Origami
Gender: Female
Age: 16

Physical Description:

Ronnie tends to favor outfits with a sense of modern style and enhancing her assets. She tends out use off whites, pastel, or other light colors to stand against her darker skin. She refuses to do neon since the contrast is very ugly. The girl enjoys her name brand clothing, even for her casual wear. It's one of the perks of being able to afford and enjoy looking good in it. One of the examples of her style is her favorite outfit. A soft tan spaghetti top and low cut jean shorts, with a tassel pendent gold necklace and brown leather belt. She would top it off with wedge sandals on her feet. On her person is always her small purse keeping her essentials, cell phone, and spare cash on hand.

HT- 5'8" ( 172.72 cm )
WT- 144 lbs.
EY- Brown
SK- Light brown
HR- Dark and tightly curled.
BLT-Thin
Markings/Piercings: None.

Mutations:

Paper Manipulation (this is the broad term for her abilities):
This includes, but not limited to the following.

Manipulation.

-Using a form of telekinesis to move, locate, and or alter any paper or paper related objects. This means if they are made of a paper or paper-like substance -if they are bendable and made from paper they count as paper-like- she can control them. This has a range of about 3 meters in any direction.

Altering Properties/Mending.

-She can change the properties of paper like substances. This includes, but not limited to:
*strengthen it against attack. This is mainly against blunt force or any attack not listed in the weaknesses of paper. (see chart underneath)

*Combine many sheets of paper into one giant one.

-Can repair or mend any paper like substance. Following the law of energy, Veronica can't make something out of nothing. She needs to use another source of paper in order to 'mend' the damaged one.
Once she has, she can easily restore it back to any original state before the damage.

Create Paper Constructs.

-With a little time and enough paper, Veronica can create constructs big or small. From weapons like swords and bow and arrows to actual moving creatures. Her ability in this area is limited only by her imagination and amount of materials available to her. The larger (like a buck or truck) the construct is, the longer and more focus it will take to create. These are the type to impact their environment the most. Likewise, the smaller ones are the opposite. Though it will still take time and focus to create a great number of the same small construct.

-These constructs are rooted in reality. They function like their real life counterparts and without issues most the time. Due to their paper origins, they are vulnerable to paper weaknesses.

-Once made, they no longer need her to hold them together and can act freely according to their nature. Ronnie can, if she wishes, manipulate the object and guide it into helping her. Example: Ordering an animal construct to attack a hostile or avoid hurting allies with a paper arrow.

Paper weaknesses include:

Water-When soaked with water, paper weakens and crumbles.
Fire/Extreme Heat-When exposed to flame, paper burns easily and turns to ashes.
Slicing and Cutting- Any sharp, cutting weapon or surface can easily rip paper to pieces. Rendering most of Ronnie's efforts useless.
Material Availability- As mentioned before, she's limited by her material's amount. The greater amount, the more she can do and create. Like wise, the same is true with limited supplies. She can create it out of thin air or alter materials into paper.
Additional notes
While Ronnie is gaining control over her ability, she hasn't mastered it yet. This means there will be cases where it either doesn't work at all or not in the way she wants it to.

Personality:

Ronnie's personality is a complicated one. Below are the core traits that at this point, heavily influence her decisions and actions. These are subject to additions or changes as she grows.

• Level Headed
• Selective Loyalty
• Charismatic
• Dominant
• Selfish
• Lacking Empathy

Background:

Small notes (NPC ones)
Parents
Father- Christopher Malcolm
Mother- Paige Malcolm (surname: Black)

Ex-Friends
Alexander King
Yasmin Williams
Julia Wells

Rivals
Maggie 'Mag-Pie' Warner

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Ronnie could never understand why her mother married her father. They were as different as night and day, but it was obvious who held the reins in the relationship. Her mother. Together they ran Tech Guardian Industries, a 'rags to riches' global security company. This is the environment Ronnie grew up in. A place she never knew what or limitations, but also a place full of high expectations. Weakness was not tolerated.

From the moment she was born to every waking second, her mother expected success. No excuses were acceptable. Shame left a stinging impression, but no physical punishment came. She developed heavy hatred at that sensation and those who cause it.

Before her mutation surfaced, her old school described her as bitchy and dangerous. Especially to those in her crosshairs. Those select individuals of her clique benefited from her power. It came at a price. Her approval meant everything in the school scene.

For a while, her life appeared to follow a law and order routine. Well maintained for her success in life. Then her mutation turned everything on its head.

The incident caused quite a stir. Her father worried about her health and safety, though she could see the fear of the unknown rise in him. This behavior quickly stopped when her mother chastised her. This 'stunt' of hers would damage not just her image, but the family's and the company's too.

Some students had caught the whole incident on their cell phones and posted it on social media. They pointed her out as the source. Soon after, the principle to call her parents. He requested she remained home until farther notice. A newly formed no tolerance policy. The social media rumors ignited the internet like a wildfire. Students began to fear and judge her until even her clique began to ostracize her.

All her years of influence and power, gone in a matter of days. The worst day ever for Ronnie. Within the week, someone from The Ashford Institution for Gifted came knocking. A small conversation later, Ronnie's parents agreed. She suspected her mother agreed just to purely to give the incident time to blow over. Paige Malcolm wanted problems solved instead of hidden.

Nearly a month later, she was shipped out to California and on her way to the new school. One filled with freaks like her.

Recap of your mutations awakening:

>>>Search: Mutant attack on student, Washington DC.
....searching
>>>About 8,380,000 results

A soft click could be heard as the newest video is picked. The description listed the location as Lincoln Memorial Academy. A private school for girls in Washington.

Mutant Attacks Another Student.

Panicked screams start the video. Several students bolt for the door, their hands trying to tear it open. As the door opens, they move into the hallway causing shouts of protest. The camera holder's hand shakes as sheets of paper fly about in erratic patterns. They swarm nearby students. Scoring thin, red lines across their exposed skin. Slower students, like the phone's owner, duck under desks or chairs. Anything to protect themselves from the onslaught.

With a cautious turn, the camera owner shifts focus from the chaotic scene to the back of the classroom.

It rested on two students at the epicenter of the carnage.

A dark skinned girl stood firmly in front of another. The victim, her face and waving arms seen through the largest swarm of paper, struggled to escape. She pleaded for mercy. Thin red lines score across her skin under rips on her uniform. She slammed into a counter then crawled into a corner. Suddenly, the flying paper dropped to the ground. All of them in perfect union. The red head could be heard whimpering as the only standing student stirred. Her curled, dark head glanced around in confusion.

The video ended with the cellphone owner's last words.

"She's a fucking mutant..."

Needless to say, Ronnie left an impression when her powers first woke up. According to newspaper reports, Ms. Malcolm approached Ms. Warner before an altercation occurred. Soon after, papers flew off desks, out of notebooks, and folders to attack everyone. Once the chaos died, Ms. Warner was taken to the hospital. She suffered several shallow lacerations across her body which weren't life threatening. The school suspended Ms. Malcolm due to a 'No violence tolerated' policy. One that had never been upheld or existed until the incident.

Star Wars: The Force is Eternal

Name: Lo Lyra’Tre
Species: Bothan
Age: 13
Gender: Female
Rank: Padawan
Master: Master Dominik Rothul

_{Detailed appearance.}

Lo considers herself pretty average in looks for her race. She is a young Bothan and she looks like a younger version of the adults, her body having an athletic build. Her height is about 5’1”, the tallest she will likely ever get. A long, canine-like snout dips from her face with neatly trimmed beard along her chin and jawline. Her ears are long and end at a narrow tip. Long brown fur flows around her head, tied back into a ponytail at the bottom of her neckline. Her Padawan braid dangles at the right side of her face and ending just underneath the jaw. The same colored fur covers her body in a shorter fashion. It has a tendency to betray her emotional state by flattening, bristling or puffing out. She has eyes as green as the grass on a perfect day.

Her usual garments are the traditional padawan uniform in a tan and brown color. This consists of the inner tunic, tabard, sash, belt, trousers and boots. Nothing really fancy and appear have some wear and tear.

_{Report on natural ability with the Force, as well as all known Force Techniques and the skill levels.}

Basic

Training
Force Jump
Force Speed
Force Throw
Telekinesis
Telekinesis Defense
Tutaminis
Precognition
Mind Tricks

Talent

Force Healing- While at H’Ratth, Lo learned she had a natural knack for healing. At this small display of talent, the Jedi instructors felt it was a skill worth developing for her. Her force healing is at a basic level and requires heavy concentration to maintain it. With education and experience, it could become a valuable skill for her.

Force Sense- Lo is sensitive to changes in the world around her. She is quick to pick up on danger aimed at her and noted to react much sooner than her peers. With time, this could turn into an ability to sense other force users.

_{Report on known skills and combat experience, training and lightsaber training.}

Basic

Training
Shii-Cho
Ataru

Martial Arts- This is one of her weaker skill sets compared to her Force abilities. While she has the stamina and ability to fight, she lacks confidence in it. This affects her assertiveness in defending her position and she second-guesses her instinct. Mistakes happen to leave her open to counters, disarms, and more in combat.

Survival Skills- The best thing that Lo got out of these lessons were what herbs and plants would heal. This was the main reason she actually developed an interest in it and it stuck in her head. Now she can survive in nearly any environment for long periods of time.

Basics of Republic History- Lo finds it hard to recall her lessons over Republic history. It wasn’t the fact she didn’t pay attention, but she held no interest in it. At least, she got a general idea that the Republic was worth protecting and assisting.

Talent

Basics in Speeders and Starship piloting (including navigation) - She took to the basics in speeders and starship piloting well. Not only did she love the adrenaline rush and wind in her fur, but she was also good at it.

Medical Knowledge- Due to H’Ratth’s specialty in Healing, Lo has gained basic knowledge and experience in how to treat others. This is one of the lessons that Lo gravitated toward and enjoyed learning about. Seeing this, a few instructors encouraged and helped develop her basics. This included natural healing and with the force.

Other

High Stamina/Energy- Like many youngsters, Lo has high levels of energy and gives everything her all. This can lead to good and bad things.

_{Known interests of the candidate.}

Healing

Biographical Records

_{Personal biography.}

Report from H’Ratth Jedi, Hyrus Thorne:

Due to Lo Lya'Tre's young age, I'm going to sit in and retell what we've discovered of her history.

*clears throat before he begins*

Hosk and Asy Lya’Tre betrothed at an early age. Their clans were allies within bothawai politics, enabling them to grow up together. Naturally, they developed a mutual love between them. This pleased both clans as it strengthens their alliance. About three years later, Lo was born during 3653 BBY. She was a strong, healthy example of her race. It made both of them proud.

As the war drew on, Hosk found himself wanting to become involved. He contacted SIS and began to work undercover. Over the next few years, they established his cover in the Empire. The SIS records showed Hosk had been employed in the sphere of Military Strategy. From there, he gradually rose through the ranks. Whenever he could, he fed intel back to SIS. However, an unknown source leaked information to the Empire. When they suspected his treason, he fled. Realizing his end was near, Hosk managed to send a message to his wife.

Meanwhile, during his time in the Empire, Asy had raised their daughter on Toydaria. A planet in Hutt Space filled with temperate forests and swamps. Despite its location, the planet was uneventful. It was a neutral place in the political storm between the Republic and Empire. Ays wanted to remain as isolated from the war as possible despite her husband choosing otherwise.

When Ays received Hosk’s last message, she feared the Empire would dig into her husband's travel logs. He made a few secretive trips to the planet in order to keep in contact with his family. She immediately contacted the only ally she knew from her husband's past. A Jedi named Master Dominik Rothul. If anyone could help her, she hoped he would.

As expected, the Empire was already tracking Hosk’s activity. They found the trips made to Toydaria. A team was gathered and sent to investigate, hoping to root out more SIS agents there.

Master Rothul and his Padawan arrived first, entering Ays’ home. She began to explain what happened to Hosk as they figured out her options. While playing with his Padawan, Lo got angry. She used telekinesis and threw a block at Padawan Evin’s head. Ays’s figure stiffened when her daughter showed her force sensitivity. Dominik attempted to convince her what was best for both of them. Then the Jedi sensed a disturbance in the force. A young Sith apprentice with a large squadron approached the small, modest house.

When the conflict broke out, Lo became scared and took off into the forest. Ays shot after Lo. When the two Jedi found them, Lo struggled against an Imperial trooper. It is unclear if they knew she was force sensitive, but her fate with the Empire wouldn't be good.

Again, Dominik and Evin came to the rescue dispatching those who threatened her. When the fighting died down, any family left to Lo was gone. Her mother had been shot before the fight broke out. The child shifted away from the master while she cried on her mother’s dead body. Master Rothul and Evin finally took her to H’Ratth.

Lo took some time to adjust to the Jedi life. Whenever she asked about her parents, we would tell her they were now one with the force. Being told this for some time healed her sorrow. She knew that they would always be with her. During the first few years, Lo began her path on how to become a Jedi. She learned to cooperate, communicate, and meditate alongside other initiates. She grew to see us as a family. When she wasn't connecting with other initiates or working hard at her lessons, she seemed to enjoy exploring her new home. She soon learned practical lessons, martial arts, and low power saber practice. Lo seemed to excel at predicting the shots coming in at her, but her saber skills needed improvement.

Around 10, she leaned into Ataru. She seemed to have boundless energy for the former making it a good choice for her. It was also around this stage that Lo showed her desire to help and treat patients. It started off small with changing bed sheets or bring food. It progressed into helping in changing bandages, studying herbs and brightening patients' moods. We encouraged to develop this trait to care for other over herself. During her free time, she developed hobbies from her lessons. This ranged from speeder bike races to restocking our supply with fresh flowers or herbs.

The Initiate trials were something she grew anxious about at the age of 13. Lo worried she might fail and never make it to padawan, a fact we felt wasn’t true. She passed her wisdom trial easily. She had a good understanding and a heartfelt belief in the code for which the Jedi stood for. I was very pleased, being the instructor on the lesson. I tried not to give nothing away. Her trial of skill was much harder. Mostly she struggled to recall where all the pieces went. Her final trial required that she resolve a dispute between two individuals. One was a merchant and the other a man accused of theft. She nearly failed this one because she took so long to brave speaking to either of them. When she did, she still had her struggles. She said what she thought rather than thinking bout it first. Eventually, she discovered the real thief was a small lizard-like monkey creature. He had timed his crime at the right moment.

Once her trials finally finished, we contacted Master Rothul and now she is to be picked up soon.

Additional Information

Padawan Years

Ryloth Files, 6 ATC 6
After picking up Lo at the Tython temple, Master Rothul and her headed to Ryloth for humanity help. A hard hit and suffering people, the introduction with the Twi'leks came off rather rocky. It seemed slavers had been collecting whole villages and leaving without a trace. Put on the case, Dom and Lo learned too late they were using chemical warfare. Imprisoned, the slavers decided to contact the Sith and inform them about the Jedi. During this time, Lo managed to escape and free the other Twi'Lek who in return helped her free her master.

With the head slaver killed and their escape, it seemed the tensions on Ryloth had just begun.

With this understanding, the locals and Jedi began to prepare. They built an underground village and united most of the villages in alliance. Naturally conflicts happened. During an assault on a decoy village on the surface, the underground tunnels exploded. It was due to unstable crystals. It forced Dominik to sacrifice himself to protect his allies. With Lo's connection, she managed to realize he still lived and lead the Twi'lek to retrieve him. For several weeks, she nursed him back to health.

His absence forced Lo to take up more responsibilities and trust with the natives. With the Sith starting to stir and her master recovering, things are about to get more stressful. This she can sense.

Star Wars: The Force is Eternal

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