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Farrah took it all in quietly, listening intently to Maximillian's debriefing. It wouldn't be the first time she'd had to deal with Deltahuman gans or handle Delta-crystals, but Chimeras was an entirely different story. She'd study them and attended the monthly meetings on the latest Chimera reports but she'd never personally had ever come up with one. From what she read and heard, they were nasty creatures in terms of raw strength and their lack for their own safety in their mindless pursuit of other Deltahumans made them extremely dangerous. Farrah had never considered testing her metal against one, but it seemed she might get the chance soon.

Before coming here, she knew the basics of what had happened but being able to put a name, Antonio Riveria, to the cause made it all the more real. A Deltahuman able to cause so much destruction...she shuddered to think any further of it.

"When do we leave?" She waited until the boss was done before asking.




"How bad is it?"

There was an unusually long pause, long enough that it made Farrah glance up from her phone, eyes studying the driver's solemn facial expression via the rearview mirror. "Bad." He finally said glancing at her, "Really bad."

That was the extent of their conversation for the rest of the nearly three-hour drive from the airport. Farrah didn't mind the quiet, though, keeping herself busy enough scrolling through all the news articles that were dropping by the minute. Everyone was talking about the disaster. Every major news channel, online news outlets, bloggers - shit - even influencers on social media took to the cameras. She scrolled past reports about Deltahuman terrorists, speculations that Reaper or some other organization could be behind it. Up until now, nothing was confirmed, nothing except that LA was gone and whatever was left was in ruins. Reports of deaths and people missing were coming in by the hundreds. Some scientists speculated that due to the size of the city-shattering-earthquake, it had left what once was LA and the surrounding areas in an unstable state, whatever that meant.

Having seen enough, Farrah closed her phone and dropped it on her lap, her attention shifting to the folder next to her. A crest with a raven was prominently featured in the front, the emblem for Task Force RAVEN. She'd heard of them, who hadn't? Some of the members went down in history as heroes in and out of FAMA's circles, but she never expected to receive a call to join the unit. They must have been vetting her for some time, maybe even years, because not even forty minutes had passed after the destruction of LA when her phone rang - no other than Maximilian Cornell himself.

The SUV exited off the freeway and almost immediately makeshift shelters for the victims started crowding either side of the road. There were hundreds of people, maybe even thousands. Some first responders, crisis volunteers, but the bulk of it was just regular civilians - people that in minutes had lost everything from homes to family members. It was a sad affair to witness.

"We're almost at the base." The driver said breaking the two and a half-hour long silence after they had passed what seemed like miles of victim shelters. "They'll be waiting for you at the command tent." After passing the gates, the SUV dropped Farrah off. She gathered her small duffle bag packed with the essentials, folder, and phone before making her way up to the command tent. It was easy enough to spot and mostly a straight forward walk, but more than once she had to stop to allow some FAMA issued vehicle or a group of agents to pass.

"Agent Farrah Govea, reporting in." She said once inside, dropping her bag by her side and taking a brief moment to look around at the other present. She recognized Maximilian from his photo the few times RAVEN has been in the papers or news channels, as well as some of the older members of the unit but some she saw for the first time.
Count me in, jerk.
'ello, is there still time to join this godly adventure?
Aww, yeeeeaaaah! My CS is up! *Double Thumbs Up*
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Heya..! Sorry it took so long; I'll take the blame on that, I went to the movies and put off looking at the guild, loll. Anyway; your character has been accepted into the roleplay..!

Welcome to Xavier's School For Gifted Youngsters..! -pops party poppers and throws confetti-

Our lovely GM will pop your CS across like the others soon :'3


Yay! -Happy Dance-

Very excited to get this party rocking. :)
The co-GM's and I can review it over there. Hopefully we can let you know by tomorrow :)


Understood. Hopefully, it's up to par.
I posted my CS on the old thread.
Would you like me to post it here instead?
Phew, it took me several hours, but I think I finally settled on something I can sink my teeth into. :)

Talia Deborah-Ramos




Name:
Talia Deborah Ramos

Age:
17, born December 24th, 1929

Alias:
Warp
(Doesn't have her alias as of yet)

Position in School:
Student

Appearance:


Height:
5'7"

Costume (if any):
(None as of yet)


Abilities:
♦ Teleportation Manipulation ♦

Teleportation:
Talia has the ability to teleport herself, the clothes she is wearing, and within limits a certain amount of additional mass which is in contact with her. She also demonstrates a subconscious spatial awareness, which prevents her feet from appearing underneath the solid ground or from teleporting into solid objects that would otherwise kill her instantly.
Its still currently a mystery the distance she is able to travel and what is the maximum mass that can travel with her. Although under stressful situations she has been known to be able to travel the span of several miles. With constant training and use of her ability, Talia can progressively expand the distance she is able to travel. If she were to reach her full potential, she could theoretically travel to the moon in one jump, categorizing her as a class 4 mutant.

Talia is only just discovering her abilities and as such there is still a great amount that is unknown to her. However, given the proper training and time to reach her full potential Talia will be able to perform the following sub-set abilities:

Empathic Teleportation:
Talia is able to teleport to those she has a strong bond with. Able to sense them through some subconscious awareness she can teleport to their side if within her range, even if she physically doesn't know their location.

Remote Teleportation:
The ability to teleport other people and objects away without transporting herself along with them or requiring physical contact. She can use this ability both defensively and offensively.

Partial Teleportation:
The ability to teleport parts of a target away. She can use this ability both defensively and offensively.

Portal Creation:
By concentrating all of her will power, Talia is able to expand the spatial opening that allows her to teleport into a fully-fledged portal that remains open for as long as she wills it or is able to stay conscious, given it takes a tremendous amount of energy and concentration. The portal can be utilized by anyone to teleport to the other side by simply walking through. It is ideal for when large amount of people or objects need to be transported from one location to another. It should be noted that when performing this particular ability, Talia is unable to do anything else as she is fully invested in keeping the portal open.


Skills:
An adept gymnast, swimmer, and athlete, Talia has spent the better half of her short life in gymnastic classes as well as participating in female track, boasting that she is able to run a mile in under eight minutes flat.

Being born and raised in Puerto Rico, she is fluently bilingual in Spanish and English and is currently trying her best to learn French as her third language. Talia is also quite talented at singing, given that she was forced into acting and singing lessons since the age of three by her mother.
Because of her acting background, Talia is quite adaptable and can mold herself into any situation. She has a keen sense of people around her and their distinct personalities and as such is able to tailor her own to, for the most part, fit in with just about anyone.

Although, she isn't the brightest in the school, she is able to hold her own when it comes to studies and has shown a great affinity for History, although, unfortunately the same cannot be said for mathematics - her worst and most hated subject.

Personality Traits:
"I am whatever you need me to be."
-Talia Deborah-Ramos


The entirety of Talia's character is hard to distinguish based on how often she tends to lie. At first glance, she may be seen as shallow, superficial, and fake but it is only because of the way she was raised. She is capable of convincingly portraying friendly and flirtatious, timid, vulnerable and scared when the appropriate situation arises. But for the most part she is a level-headed, strong-willed and independent young woman.

Her default personality is that of an innocent young girl, and is quite convincing in her role. But at a closer look, particularly for those of the telepathic nature, one can see through her ruse as nothing more than a facade. Most times Talia is even able to fool herself, as it is something that she has grown up doing her entirely life out of necessity and must constantly remind herself that she no longer lives in that lifestyle.

Talia has a sarcastic sense of humor, which mostly surfaces when she is around those she trust and feels comfortable being her true self with. She is very much street-smart rather than book-smart and can be quite loyal to a fault with those she call friends.

In stressful situation, she can be quite tough on herself and those around her and has been known to have a quick and short temper and tends to lash out in Spanish. Talia, however, is a good person and can be quite heroic in her own way.

Backstory:
Born to crime and drug lord, Virgilio Gonzales-Ramos, and small time stage actress, Maria Deborah, on Christmas Eve of 1929 in Ceiba, Puerto Rico. It wasn't known at the time but Talia would be the first and only child that Maria would be able to sire.

Two years after Talia's birth, a gang warfare left Maria wheelchair bound and announced the end of her short career. It was this tragic event that propelled Maria to force her dreams onto Talia and push her into the lime-light from the tender age of three. She enrolled the young infant into acting and singing classes and at the age of five she was pushed into gymnastics and dance also.

Even as a babe, Talia was lavished with the best dirty money could buy. Her father treated her as a princess and as such she lived. But all the best toys and all you can eat ice cream came at a heavy price. Virgilio was well known through Puerto Rico and Veiques for his hot temper and itchy trigger. If you didn't fit into his vision, you quickly found yourself at the butt-end of his anger. Talia learned that the hard way and quickly understood that acting wasn't just for fun anymore, but it was the very means of her survival. She was cast to play the role of her life: Daddy's Princess. It was best for her sake she didn't step off script.

By the time she was fourteen, Talia had an in-depth understanding of her father's shady business and from where their wealth came from. She had witness murder at the dinner table. She knew of the shady drug deals that happened in the back alley of the church on Sundays when she was on stage singing choir. She was aware that she always got the best deserts at every restaurant that they visited because the owners were scared shit-less of her father, and she couldn't help but notice that the police never even as much as glanced their way. But it was her job to act oblivious to it all...and so she did.

At the age of sixteen, Talia's role finally came to an end. While having dinner with her family at one of their favorite restaurants a rival gang, who had decided enough was enough, came in guns blazing as they mowed down the entire restaurant clientele. Panic gripped the young female's heart and before she knew what was happening she was sitting back in her bedroom screaming and running for cover. It wasn't until she was shaking under her bed that she realized she was no longer at the restaurant.

The next few weeks had the entire island in an uproar with the restaurant massacre. No one had an explanation as to how Talia survived but everyone simply tried to explain that she must have just blocked the traumatic event and had walked back to the house in a stupor, despite her continuous recounting of the event. After the funeral, Talia's grandmother thought it best to send the girl up to New York with her aunt and uncle for the time being, at least until things settled down in Puerto Rico and her life was no longer in immediate danger.

Talia had just lost both of her parents in the most tragic way, was being sent to live with people she hardly even knew, and to make matters worse no one would believe her when she tried to tell her side of the story. It was safe to say she felt alone and isolated, and not quite sure how to even feel. To make matter worse even though she was considered a U.S. Citizen, her Hispanic heritage didn't make her stay in New York any easier, luckily it wasn't anything compared to being an African-American.

It was during this time that she was approached by a man, Erik Lehnsherr, who claimed to believe her story, even as far fetch as it sounded. He explained that along side Charles and Logan, two other mutants, they had started a school, a sort of safe haven for people like themselves. Talia wasn't sure what to believe, but if they could help her understand why she kept appearing in her bathtub randomly throughout the day, then she was willing to give it a shot.

Other:
  • As a side-effect of her teleportation, Talia is immune to telepaths while in mid-jumps given that her mind is quite literally shifting briefly out of what is perceived as reality.
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