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1969: The Freaks of Greenville High

@DeadDrop yeah i thought it would fit his character i can change it if you like

1969: The Freaks of Greenville High

Liam Stromberg

September 5th, 1969

0500 HRs

The morning was quite brisk for September Liam was already up and out the door wearing his school jersey he bought last year and his running shorts and shoes. Liam was always up early normally getting six or seven hours of sleep before his morning mile run. The brisk morning air cooled him down while the early morning light was already shinning though the blue sky and before he knew it his run was over in just 10 minutes. His path just took him out and around his neighborhood and back home, it didn’t take him much longer to start the Combat drills his father had him doing. Punches, kicking, blocking, and clenches both defensive and offensive.

0600 HRs

His home was quiet, with his father being in Vietnam and his mother working till 0900 and being asleep by the time he gets home it was never too lively. He noticed the note on the fridge after his shower, “lunch is in the paper bag, have fun at school, I love you” at least his mother always seemed to find the time to take care of him. The boy slipped on his jeans and got dressed, breakfast this morning would have to be three raw eggs and the rest of the fish jerky his neighbor brought over a few days ago and after he was done eating out the door he went making sure to grab his lunch and lock up the house.

0700 HRs

Normally it only took him about fifteen or twenty minutes to walk to school and today it would seem would be no different. There were a few other students outside the school mostly underclassmen like himself. The school security guard apparently brought it upon himself to “Greet” every student that walked through the main doors. His ability to stand and glare at everyone who came in for a few hours was well unique. With a slight nod Liam thought about continuing past the man and seemingly ignoring him like everyone else but instead decided to say something, “Hey I heard a rumor that the Sheriff’s department was looking to hire a few more deputy’s, you should try out I think you would do a good job” Liam didn’t care or stay long enough to hear the man’s answer. He did have a feeling that he could be taken as teasing or making fun of the man though.

Liam didn’t waste much time with getting his time schedule, knowing full well that this office would have a line out the door when the buses came. Once he had acquired his schedule, he headed towards the nurses' office. He knew his position within the office as basically the nurses assistant was something new and if it were not for his family’s standing in the community as upstanding citizens and hospital employees, he more than likely would not be able to do this. Still, he walked into the nurse’s office and smiled at the nurse Marybell Anders. Whenever she wasn’t busy, she did help out with the other staff with minor paperwork.

The nurse seemed preoccupied with whatever she was reading in the newspaper to notice Liam come in and start the inventory on the medical supplies. It wasn’t much, a couple of splints for broken bones, a few bottles of anti-itch and burn heal creams, as well as a cream that relived pain, Band-Aids of a few different sizes, some gauze pads, and the odd bottle of pills for all sorts of ailments that may befit a high school, as well as a few feminine hygiene products. This was something he learned he could use with his ability’s blaming the sudden loss of pain or healing ability of the burn cream on said creams instead of him. He didn’t know why, but he felt like he might be in danger if he revealed what he could do, but so far his instincts hadn’t been wrong so why start now.

Liam quickly made sure everything was where it was supposed to be and took a few of the creams, pills, and Band-Aids and stuck them into his bag. “Mam, I’m going to go check the medical kit in the Shop class make sure it's OK and refill what I have to.” She didn’t look up from her paper all he could here was a subtle “Hmm” of acknowledgment from her as he left towards the shop class.

0804 HRs

It hadn’t taken him too awful long to check and restock the medical kit in the shop class, Band-Aids seemed to be the hottest commodity there and would continually need to be restocked. At least for the first few months that is. Still, he walked slowly through the halls as they slowly became packed with other students. Somehow he made it to his locker placing his brown paper lunch bag and red and black flannel jacket inside then closing and locking the door. Liam decided to take his time as he moved towards his first class, taking in all the new and old faces, nodding or smiling towards others. He could see the line of students he had avoided who were getting their schedules and found himself getting called over to Councilor Taggert, “Liam help me pass these out, just until this line shrinks a bit.” Liam nodded and began to assist the councilor with handing out schedules to students. Liam felt that one bad thing about working in the office was that he was familiar with most of the faculty.

1969: The Freaks of Greenville High

Liam Stromberg

_{"I'll burn that bridge when I get to it."}

_{Personal Information}

Name: Liam Stromberg
Age: 15
Grade: Tenth
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Straight

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_{Superhuman Profile}

Ability Classification: Manipulation

Ability Name:
Healing Touch

Ability Overview:
Healing Touch: as long as Liam has skin to skin contact of the person or area effected of a living being, he can heal most wounds at a basic level and is slowly getting better at healing more complicated injuries. the boy can also heal himself just not as well as others.

Limitations:
Healing Touch: Currently he can only accelerate the natural healing processes for himself and of the person he is touching, he has to maintain concentration and contact via touch in some way to the person he is healing. when overused he becomes nauseas and light headed with the chance of passing out or being lethargic for a few hours. depending on the severity of the injury, his hands will emit light from a subtle glow to a bright light.

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_{Appearance Information}

Height: 6’2”
Weight: 225 Lbs.

Eye Color: Hazel
Hair Color: Blonde

Physical Features:

Liam is a tall strong young man, he has an athletic build from his father’s constant drills and fighting practices he put him through and that he does every morning. He has acne across his upper back and the back of his neck. His skin is tanned from the elbows down to his hands and from his neck up. He has several scars on his arms and legs and sports a beard thats rather lush for his age.

Clothing:

Normally Liam can be seen wearing slightly baggy darker colored pants with a white t-shirt and a red and black flannel jacket

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_{Psychological Information}

Personality Traits:

x | x | x | x | x

Liam is a quiet fellow who keeps to himself on most days. He prefers to be observant of his surroundings to try and pick up on the subtle details of others. The boy does come off as awkward at times mostly because he doesn’t pick up on most social cues. Because of this and other reasons he is rather blunt but tries to think through most of the things he talks about. He does have a compulsion to help others when they are in need and it does take a considerable amount of will power to not do so, normally not doing anything does bother him it doesn’t matter whether he likes the person or not.

Likes:

x | x | x

- Helping others
- Learning about new medical techniques
- Warm food
- New kinds of food
- Candy

Dislikes:

x | x | x

- Seeing others in distress
- The war
- Needless violence
- Being aggressive
- Politics

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_History

Hometown:

Greenville, Illinois

Occupation:

He helps out at the hospital part time with his mother. Mostly janitorial work, doesn’t have a set schedule just works when he can.

Clubs:

He is part of a small medical club that helps out during sporting events and around the school.

Backstory:

Liam was born in Greenville on the 22nd of November, his parents had moved to the area 3 years prior to this. Both of his parents immigrated to the United States from Sweden to try and escape the European conflicts. Both parents worked in the same Greenville hospital, his father is a surgeon and his mother a nurse. His home life is rather quiet as his father had been drafted to work in Vietnam while his mother stayed and worked long graveyard hours at the hospital. Occasionally Liam will go and help out his mother at the hospital, normally on the weekend or during school breaks. He doesn’t have many friends and tries his best to keep the few friends he has close.

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_{Relationships}

Stoic Stromberg – Family

His father and fighting trainer.

Olivia Stromberg – Family

His mother and medical trainer.

Coach Wenzel - Liked

Good Respectable old man, didn't like me while playing foot ball. said I "Wasn't aggressive enough" likes me now because I keep his players in the game, even going as far as calling me the team medic.

Mr. Jones – Neutral

The old man’s going through a hard time, can’t blame him for being a bit irritable.

Nick Kostashe – Neutral / Dislikes

Can’t say much about Nick. Us two don’t mix well sure but we just stay out of each other’s way most days.

Sage James Breckenridge - Likes

For one of the older boys Sage is rather nice and has introduced him to some good music for the year that he has known him.

Lisa Bryant – Neutral / Likes

Lisa is kind of a loner like him but still seems hesitant whenever he awkwardly talks to her.

Alejandra Rosa Rodriguez – Neutral

Alejandra is a bit loud for Liam’s taste, so he simply tries to avoid her.

Lucy Miller – Neutral

He is ok with Lucy, even if she is opinionated and has never accepted his help whenever he offered. She always seemed to be offended when he did and doesn’t entirely understand why.

1969: The Freaks of Greenville High

@DeadDrop

thanks and no worries... with some carful consideration and thinking through for the last few days I have opted to get rid of the power sensing and go strictly healing. just now he can also heal himself (Not like wolverine).

Children of Plunder (Space Pirate RP)

@The Jest
Unfortunately I do believe I will be jumping ship. between work, volunteer work, hunting, and just generally taking care of myself, I'm finding it more and more difficult to stay active. however I will be lurking around still from time to time, and if you decided to reboot the story later on make sure to send me an invite and ill see if I can join. it is after all a good, enjoyable story.

The Silent War---OPEN

this looks fun

☽ Remedy, a Summer Camp for “Wayward Juveniles” ☾

Torok watched quietly from his desk as the other students trickled into the room. Some he recognized most he did not, he didn’t say hi or anything mostly just watched and waited sometimes nodding to the others that smiled at him. Not a very warm greeting, but he really didn’t care too much for it. He did however watch Tempests interaction with Lilac, she seemed dismissive as always it didn’t seem like she changed much on the surface over the last year.

Then Lilac began to speak to the class, going through a brief statement about the class and then onto an introduction of herself motioning for the other students to follow suit. Most of the other introductions from his class mates didn’t interest him too much, that was until a shape shifting witch named Molly spoke up. The girl shifted nearly effortlessly into a fox and back again, “Adorable” the boy spoke.
@shagranoz

Then it seemed like it was his turn he never really enjoyed the spotlight but dealt with it anyway. “My Name is Torok Citadel this is my third year, I’m an Elemental Guardian. What separates me from other elementals is that eventually they can learn all other elements. I will only ever know how to manipulate Stone and nature.” With this the boy reaches into his pocket, pulls out three stones and tosses them into the air. For a moment they hovered above him before floating back down till they were in front of him. Carefully the boy touched each stone, from that touch a small patch of green began to grow and encompasses the stone until a small pink flower sprouted from it. “When I say nature as far as I know I can make and sustain plants, I’m able to talk to some of them in a way, the same goes for animals.” He paused as he continued to rotate the stones slowly, “as for stone its rock, sandstone, bedrock, dirt, granite, marble, limestone, and a few others.” Slowly the three stones separated and seemed to drift effortlessly until resting on a surface nearby three others. Lilac, Molly, and Tempest. Torok stopped talking after that and continued to watch the others.

@candlelitcraft

☽ Remedy, a Summer Camp for “Wayward Juveniles” ☾

@candlelitcraft

No worries ill have a post up tonight sometime

@CollectorOfMyst

have fun

☽ Remedy, a Summer Camp for “Wayward Juveniles” ☾

@candlelitcraft sounds fun... also am i waiting for lilac to start the class orrrr?

☽ Remedy, a Summer Camp for “Wayward Juveniles” ☾

@CollectorOfMyst
Yeah probly i was tired