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[Player information]
Player Name: Mouse
Age: 32
E-mail: myrp.accounts@yahoo.com
Other characters played at Cape Kore: none at present
[Character information]
Name: Charlie McGee
Canon: Firestarter by Stephen King
Canon Point: Before the events of the second film.
Age: 19
Appearance: Charlie's short, for starters. Five foot 3 in her sneakers. And about 110 pounds soaking wet. She's skinny, a faintly underfed look to her. But don't let that fool you. There's also a bit of muscle to her. She's pale skinned. She tans easily and that's if shes lucky enough to not burn. Her hair hangs just past her shoulders, a reddish brown that's mostly from boxes. If her hair were to grow out, it'd be a dirty blond just a few shades shy of a light brown. Her eyes are big, a pale green and they usually look a bit tired.
She has a scar on the back of her left arm, six inches long, ragged. Clearly sewn together at one point.
As for how she dresses, she dresses to hide and blend in. Plain t-shirts, jeans. A pair of worn out converse sneakers. Nothing exciting or noticeable about her attire at all. She doesn't have any piercings or tattoos.
Inventory: She carries a large, worn duffle bag with clothes. Four shirts, four pairs of socks, four pairs of underclothes. Boots for colder weather. There are also a few journals that she's filled and one she's slowly working on. No pictures. No identification and hardly any money.
Abilities: Charlie was born with pyrokinesis, but she also had powers that she inherited from her parents: mental domination, telepathy, telekinesis, and precognition. It's her pyrokinesis she relies on the most, especially since it's the one she's best with. The Mental Domination really depends on the person she's using it on. It's the level of intelligence of the person she's 'pushing' that determines her success. Low intelligence people are harder to manipulate while people of high intelligence prove to be 'push-overs'.
The telepathy really depends on how close she is to a person. She can't just read a persons thoughts. She has to trust them and care about them. If she doesn't, it won't work.
The telekinesis goes hand in hand with her pyrokinesis, enabling her to not only set things on fire, but send them at her targets. She was also able to use this ability to pull a helicopter out of the air as she overheated it's engines.
Think of her precognition as a 'spider sense'. She knows when bad things are going to occur to her or when people have ill-intent in mind.
History: Her life is sunshine and puppies.
Personality: At this point in her life, Charlie doesn't trust anyone easily. She's been duped and lied to so many times that she can't. It's almost impossible for her to. She'll be friendly and nice to people, but don't take it for naivety. She's far from naive. She's wise beyond her years, due in no small part to how her life went for the first twelve years of it. She doesn't allow herself to get close to people, afraid that it will end badly for her or even worse for them and has a habit of pushing people away if she feels they're getting too close.
She's dishonest, too. She won't tell anyone her real name. She'll stick to a nickname or a false name. And only just that. If she does use her real name, it's either a miracle or a mistake.
When and if she does find someone she can trust, she bonds immediately and it's a strong bond. Her stubbornness won't let anything get between her and whoever it is she trusts. Charlie's loyal to the people she cares about and will fight to keep them with her.
She's learned from trusting Rainbird, however, that trusting people is just a mistake in general. So she's jaded. She tries to keep herself neutral to everything and keeps her emotions in check as best as possible. This is an old habit from childhood since her abilities were so strongly tied to them and made controlling her pyrokinesis quite tricky.
Even with all that, though, Charlie is saddled with a big heart. As closed off as she is, she can't help but care for people in need and want to do something to help them. She firmly believes at the core of her very being that life is short and pain is hard and we were all put on this planet to help each other. She wants more than anything to see good in a person, but will find it difficult to believe it's honest good and not out of a need to gain something.
[Samples]
Sample 1 where Charlie shows loyalty and a willingness to risk death to save 'family'.
Sample 2: ability use on a nannybot.
Sample 3: Charlie doesn't trust someone and gives no fucks about their misfortune.
First Person:
[There's a face peering at the device, frowning. Nose wrinkled, frustration in her eyes and a quickness to her tone. A hint of a short temper and a slight sense of worry. An urgency found only in the voice of people used to being on the run. She fights to keep her expression neutral, aiming for boredom. It comes off as impatience and annoyance.
She's outside, blue sky behind her and the sound of water nearby. The hum of a breeze just in the background.]
I want answers. I don't know where I am or how I got here. Last thing I remember, I was on a bus to Alaska.
[No, she wasn't. She was on her way to New Mexico but who knew if the Shop was listening or not. Better to be dishonest and safe than honest and dead.]
What happened? Who brought me here and why? The sooner I find out, the better. [A pause as she looks around, trying to gain some information as she does so. A sign of where she is or a way out.]
I really, really can't be here. It's important that I continue my trip.
[And there's fumbling with the device before it stops recording.]
Third Person:
Safety was just danger, out of place. It was an illusion. A lie told to young children who thought there were monsters under their bed or in their closets. Charlie envied those children, because a small part of those children knew those monsters weren't real and that helped them feel safe.
Charlie's monsters were real, though. Human shaped and tangible and a threat. One that hounded her and her family for years until it was just her. A girl who jumped at every shadow and lied about her name, whose personal definition of the word 'safe' contained the word 'bullshit'.
This place was no exception.
People arrived here without warning, the same device on their arms as everyone else. The cameras everywhere were unsettling. There was no way to know who was watching or why and somehow this felt worse than the Shop.
At least then, in their facility, Charlie had brief face to face moments with the people that ran it. It gave her monsters shape.
She didn't have that benefit here. Just a growing uncertainty and a sense of dread and that need to flee.
That was another thing that bothered her. She couldn't flee. There was no curing that itch.
Instead, she spent her time walking around the small town, watching people and forcing herself to interact when she could. It wasn't easy and when she asked questions, she got the same information. No one knew where the cameras went. No one knew who was watching. It was not helping her feel safer here.
There weren't many people to talk to right now so Charlie simply wandered a random path. A right here, a left there, trying to find where the cameras went. All she found were more trapped people, more empty houses that appeared hastily vacated and of course, more god damn cameras.
This was about when she'd head home, stop at the grocery for dinner for herself and her housematesif any and then finish the night in her room with her journal, documenting her findings.
Tomorrow, she'd try again. It was becoming a routine and somehow, that felt safe enough. For now.
Anything Else?
I realize Charlie might seem overpowered so I'm willing to tone it down to just her main ability if I need to.
Player Name: Mouse
Age: 32
E-mail: myrp.accounts@yahoo.com
Other characters played at Cape Kore: none at present
[Character information]
Name: Charlie McGee
Canon: Firestarter by Stephen King
Canon Point: Before the events of the second film.
Age: 19
Appearance: Charlie's short, for starters. Five foot 3 in her sneakers. And about 110 pounds soaking wet. She's skinny, a faintly underfed look to her. But don't let that fool you. There's also a bit of muscle to her. She's pale skinned. She tans easily and that's if shes lucky enough to not burn. Her hair hangs just past her shoulders, a reddish brown that's mostly from boxes. If her hair were to grow out, it'd be a dirty blond just a few shades shy of a light brown. Her eyes are big, a pale green and they usually look a bit tired.
She has a scar on the back of her left arm, six inches long, ragged. Clearly sewn together at one point.
As for how she dresses, she dresses to hide and blend in. Plain t-shirts, jeans. A pair of worn out converse sneakers. Nothing exciting or noticeable about her attire at all. She doesn't have any piercings or tattoos.
Inventory: She carries a large, worn duffle bag with clothes. Four shirts, four pairs of socks, four pairs of underclothes. Boots for colder weather. There are also a few journals that she's filled and one she's slowly working on. No pictures. No identification and hardly any money.
Abilities: Charlie was born with pyrokinesis, but she also had powers that she inherited from her parents: mental domination, telepathy, telekinesis, and precognition. It's her pyrokinesis she relies on the most, especially since it's the one she's best with. The Mental Domination really depends on the person she's using it on. It's the level of intelligence of the person she's 'pushing' that determines her success. Low intelligence people are harder to manipulate while people of high intelligence prove to be 'push-overs'.
The telepathy really depends on how close she is to a person. She can't just read a persons thoughts. She has to trust them and care about them. If she doesn't, it won't work.
The telekinesis goes hand in hand with her pyrokinesis, enabling her to not only set things on fire, but send them at her targets. She was also able to use this ability to pull a helicopter out of the air as she overheated it's engines.
Think of her precognition as a 'spider sense'. She knows when bad things are going to occur to her or when people have ill-intent in mind.
History: Her life is sunshine and puppies.
Personality: At this point in her life, Charlie doesn't trust anyone easily. She's been duped and lied to so many times that she can't. It's almost impossible for her to. She'll be friendly and nice to people, but don't take it for naivety. She's far from naive. She's wise beyond her years, due in no small part to how her life went for the first twelve years of it. She doesn't allow herself to get close to people, afraid that it will end badly for her or even worse for them and has a habit of pushing people away if she feels they're getting too close.
She's dishonest, too. She won't tell anyone her real name. She'll stick to a nickname or a false name. And only just that. If she does use her real name, it's either a miracle or a mistake.
When and if she does find someone she can trust, she bonds immediately and it's a strong bond. Her stubbornness won't let anything get between her and whoever it is she trusts. Charlie's loyal to the people she cares about and will fight to keep them with her.
She's learned from trusting Rainbird, however, that trusting people is just a mistake in general. So she's jaded. She tries to keep herself neutral to everything and keeps her emotions in check as best as possible. This is an old habit from childhood since her abilities were so strongly tied to them and made controlling her pyrokinesis quite tricky.
Even with all that, though, Charlie is saddled with a big heart. As closed off as she is, she can't help but care for people in need and want to do something to help them. She firmly believes at the core of her very being that life is short and pain is hard and we were all put on this planet to help each other. She wants more than anything to see good in a person, but will find it difficult to believe it's honest good and not out of a need to gain something.
[Samples]
Sample 1 where Charlie shows loyalty and a willingness to risk death to save 'family'.
Sample 2: ability use on a nannybot.
Sample 3: Charlie doesn't trust someone and gives no fucks about their misfortune.
First Person:
[There's a face peering at the device, frowning. Nose wrinkled, frustration in her eyes and a quickness to her tone. A hint of a short temper and a slight sense of worry. An urgency found only in the voice of people used to being on the run. She fights to keep her expression neutral, aiming for boredom. It comes off as impatience and annoyance.
She's outside, blue sky behind her and the sound of water nearby. The hum of a breeze just in the background.]
I want answers. I don't know where I am or how I got here. Last thing I remember, I was on a bus to Alaska.
[No, she wasn't. She was on her way to New Mexico but who knew if the Shop was listening or not. Better to be dishonest and safe than honest and dead.]
What happened? Who brought me here and why? The sooner I find out, the better. [A pause as she looks around, trying to gain some information as she does so. A sign of where she is or a way out.]
I really, really can't be here. It's important that I continue my trip.
[And there's fumbling with the device before it stops recording.]
Third Person:
Safety was just danger, out of place. It was an illusion. A lie told to young children who thought there were monsters under their bed or in their closets. Charlie envied those children, because a small part of those children knew those monsters weren't real and that helped them feel safe.
Charlie's monsters were real, though. Human shaped and tangible and a threat. One that hounded her and her family for years until it was just her. A girl who jumped at every shadow and lied about her name, whose personal definition of the word 'safe' contained the word 'bullshit'.
This place was no exception.
People arrived here without warning, the same device on their arms as everyone else. The cameras everywhere were unsettling. There was no way to know who was watching or why and somehow this felt worse than the Shop.
At least then, in their facility, Charlie had brief face to face moments with the people that ran it. It gave her monsters shape.
She didn't have that benefit here. Just a growing uncertainty and a sense of dread and that need to flee.
That was another thing that bothered her. She couldn't flee. There was no curing that itch.
Instead, she spent her time walking around the small town, watching people and forcing herself to interact when she could. It wasn't easy and when she asked questions, she got the same information. No one knew where the cameras went. No one knew who was watching. It was not helping her feel safer here.
There weren't many people to talk to right now so Charlie simply wandered a random path. A right here, a left there, trying to find where the cameras went. All she found were more trapped people, more empty houses that appeared hastily vacated and of course, more god damn cameras.
This was about when she'd head home, stop at the grocery for dinner for herself and her housemates
Tomorrow, she'd try again. It was becoming a routine and somehow, that felt safe enough. For now.
Anything Else?
I realize Charlie might seem overpowered so I'm willing to tone it down to just her main ability if I need to.
