Post by Nell Booker on Dec 23, 2013 4:19:06 GMT -5
Nell Booker
Full Name- Elena Neliana "Nell" Booker
Gender- Female
Age- 22
Date of Birth- December 21st, 1991
Sexual Orientation- Bisexual
Location- Transient
Celebrity Claim- Jade, Devon
What should we call you?- Req
Play anyone else?- Not anymore!
Have You Read the Rules?- Something something something Behemoth, something something fat cawnull's paynus.
Personality-
Nell is a young woman who at first glance seems incredibly extroverted and capable of interacting with all sorts and amounts of people. In reality, she is more introverted than extroverted and while she can find her place amongst a group of people, maybe even enjoy herself immensely, she finds that time alone is also just as enjoyable and, to some extent, a necessary reprieve. She might be the life of the party one night, but for the rest of the week, she could easily be found curled up in her room watching movies or television. Time spent alone is just as valuable as time spent with people for Nell.
Nell is very intuitive and takes pride in her ability to read a situation and understand things most people would not. She is an INFJ personality type and it shows in the way she acts towards her day to day life. While she isn't exactly knowledgeable on many things, her gut feelings and intuition help her to navigate the tricky world of small talk; from politics to social injustices, sports to video games, and everything in between, Nell simply feels her way through conversations, sometimes literally.
When she feels comfortable with someone, Nell isn't afraid to be physically attentive. From simple hugs to more complicated "maneuvers," sex, Nell is willing to make the people she cares about feel welcomed in every way possible. However, the amount of people that Nell cares about is very small. While she's very capable of keeping a wide variety of friends and acquaintances as necessary, only a very small, chosen few are ever elected by Nell to be truly "cared about." She loves and cares for many, many people, but only a small handful ever see the true depths of her love.
Beyond the love she has for others, Nell has an interesting relationship with herself. While she by no means hates herself, her body, or her personality, Nell is never truly satisfied with who she is or who she is becoming. She consistently strives to perfect herself, fully knowing she'll never be able to actually achieve perfection. After years of seemingly constant worldwide turmoil, Nell's desire for perfection comes less from from wanting it for herself and more from wanting to be the best for the people around her. The better she can be, the more capable she is when helping others. While she understands that she may never truly measure up to the dangers of the world she is growing into, she has a giving heart and a willingness to do much more than any one person might.
While she might seem aloof at first to others who don't know her very well, Nell does her best to make sure that everyone around her feels loved. Her brand of love is simply different than most. She has to make an effort to make her intentions known sometimes as her desire to help others on the level she strives for isn't always expected or wanted.
Abilities/Powers/Skills-
Nell has the ability of Photokinesis, manipulation of light. While her ability is capable of all of the average light manipulation tropes (a "flashlight" coming from a finger, hand, or other limb, a flash grenade or bomb, minor invisibility by twisting the light around her), Nell's brand of Photokinesis is heavily focused towards offense, unlike her personality might suggest. Nell is able to create "hard-light structures," essentially solidified light that has mass and can interact with the environment. These hard-light structures are able to take any shape that Nell's imagination can create, but for now, she is generally only able to make structures the size of her arms, namely spikes she tosses in combat.
While she already has some measure of ability with hard-light structures, Nell will eventually be able to fully create weapons and armor out of light. Once a weapon or piece of armor is created, Nell does not need to worry about maintaining the structure. If it breaks, it simply breaks and Nell replaces it. However, she can only do this so many times before she is burnt out and drained by using her ability in such a way.
Any weapons she creates are able to take large amounts of damage before breaking and dissipating, but armor made using her ability is far more durable, as it needs to be. Though she probably will never test it for herself, Nell's armor is about on par with kevlar, capable of taking bullets directly and even preventing blades from piercing her body. These otherwise lethal attacks, however, cause the armor to break and dissipate quickly, if not immediately.
Limits-
Creating armor and weapons while also continuously using the other portions of her ability drains Nell quickly, tiring her out to the point of diagnosable fatigue. While she is able to make weapons and armor or throw spikes of light around while also using flash bombs, Nell cannot also wear armor and make herself invisible or flash a beam of light around.
For all intents and purposes, minor invisibility (chiefly a type of invisibility that only works while standing still) cannot be used in combat or while Nell's mind and body are in states of fight or flight. To become invisible, Nell has to consciously decide to do so, remain entirely still, and remember to continuously bend the light around her in such a way that blocks out any sign of her. The process is long and complicated and puts a deep strain on her, so becoming invisible is not something that Nell likes to do or wishes to do if she can help it.
Using her abilities drains Nell like a fuel tank. After a while, she simply runs on empty and can no longer use her ability.
Appearance-
Nell is a little tall for a woman, at least when it comes to the average height of women in her family. She stands at a modest 5'7" and has a slim, athletic build. She consistently runs every day and lifts weights every other day. She is by no means muscular, but she has definition and tone that average women do not. Her physicality is something she prides herself in, but it's not her most favorite feature. She loves her eyes beyond anything else about her. They're the one thing that Nell has never felt the need to change or alter, whether through make-up or contacts or any other number of cosmetic things.
Nell's hair is a pure platinum, with very, very slight tinges of blonde, so slight that when anyone refers to her hair as platinum-blonde, she almost feels the need to correct them. She wears her hair however she feels like on any given day; she is known, however, for keeping it in various versions of "straight" usually. When she's alone, she'll play with her hair and experiment different styles, hoping to come up with something exciting. Even then, her hair is still straight for most part, mainly out of a desire for neatness, simplicity, and function. She also has freckles and other blemishes on her face that some might consider "cute" or "quaint."
One notable feature that Nell has is a scar that runs the length of her right hand, from the palm and all around the middle, messily meeting up with two jagged points back in the palm of her hand. She got the scar from the manifestation of her power at an early age. She created a shard of light and she cut herself with it by accident; being entirely unaware of needing to control the light shard, Nell sliced itself across her palm, up the side of her hand, over the top, and then back into her palm where it dissipated suddenly. The scar reminds her of the dangers of her ability.
Faction- Hero
Birthplace- Punxsutawney, Pennsylvania
Mother- Victoria Booker/48/Part-Time Waitress, Full-Time Writer & Author/No Ability
Father- Daniel Booker/42/Musician/Sound Manipulation, unaware of ability, believes he is incredibly gifted with all instruments on talent alone
Siblings- Diana Booker/16/Teenager/Chemical Bond Manipulation
Noble Booker/13/Teenager/Cryokinesis
Spouse / Partner- None, for the moment.
Children- None.
History-
Elena Neliana Booker was born to Victoria and Daniel Booker in Punxsutawney, Pennsylvania on December 21st, 1990 and is the older sister of Diana and Noble Booker. At an early age, Nell gave the clear sentiment that her name was in fact "Nell" and not Elena or Neliana. Later in life she would come to appreciate her names, but Nell was and always would be her chosen name.
Throughout her younger years, Nell always seemed detached from other children, at least in the eyes of her mother. In truth, Nell simply didn't make the same connections that most kids did. Where some kids easily made friends, Nell did not. This wasn't from a lack of ability, Nell was easily likeable, even as a child. She simply lacked the willingness to befriend other kids the way other people expected her to do so. This perplexed Nell's mother, Victoria, an accomplished author, writer, and part-time waitress; in an effort to combat this surprising trend, Nell's mother urged her to try and make friends with the new kids who had moved in next door to them. That was when Nell met the first person she considered a true friend, a young girl by the name of Chloe Murry. Her last name had always seemed so strange to Nell. Who had chopped out the 'a' that was usually in there?
Though she eventually did come to call her a friend, Nell and Chloe did not hit it off immediately. Nell was always introverted in a quiet and self-reflective way, but Chloe was simply shy. Not knowing that she had to make the first move herself, Nell and Chloe fumbled through friendship slowly before becoming good friends. As time passed and puberty slowly snuck up on the two, Nell felt a tiny flutter for the girl that she could not explain. She had never had a friend before Chloe, so having one now confused her. She ignored the flutter of love she had for Chloe on the grounds that she didn't understand it. Before she ever could get the chance to understand, however, Chloe and her family moved away. She had been warned that would always be a possibility. Rather than being sad at the fact that she lost a friend, Nell appreciated that she had Chloe with her for as long as she did, something very grown up for a girl her age.
Throughout the time she spent with Chloe, Nell also greeted her brother, Noble, and sister, Diana, into the world. She instantly felt protective of the two of them and her reputation as a protector slowly began to form. It was also around this time that Nell manifested her ability to manipulate light. After scarring her hand severely, an injury she played off by saying she was playing with sharp sticks, Nell promised to not play around with her ability. It was too dangerous and with two new babies in the house, she didn't want to endanger anyone. From time to time, however, she would sneak a peek at what she was capable of. At no point did she ever practice her ability however. Her skills would remain raw and unpolished for years to come.
Despite having two young children to take care of, Nell's mother still took an active interest in her well-being. Since she was the only parent in the house while her husband was away touring the country, Nell's mother took it upon herself to keep her social and active. Painting, writing music, and dancing alone in her room wasn't enough. Nell's mother wanted her to be with kids her age rather than by herself or simply with her siblings. She worried that she wasn't able to make friends, unaware that Nell simply chose her friends very carefully and methodically. Nell joined many extracurricular activities however and enjoyed them immensely, less because of the social aspect and more because she enjoyed being exposed to so many new hobbies and experiences. While she became a master of nothing in particular, she very much enjoyed playing new sports and picking up useful talents for the future. Despite not fully achieving her ultimate goal, Nell's mother was also pleased that her daughter had gotten something out of the process.
As Nell entered high school, something began to change within her. She slowly noticed that though she never intended for it to happen, many people considered her a friend. She hadn't tried to make it happen, people were simply drawn to her in subtle ways. They enjoyed being around her and found her to be a good person. Without even realizing it, Nell had been helping others. A kind word here or a nice gesture there caused her reputation as a kind, gentle person to slowly build on itself and being known that way made Nell feel good. Helping others felt good to Nell and, naturally, she began performing good deeds in earnest.
Because of this change, Nell gained a desire for perfection, full and total self-perfection. In some people, this desire would be self-centered and come from a place of negativity or perhaps even evil, but for Nell, the wish for perfection came from the desire to help others as best as she could. Throughout high school and college, Nell considered joining the student government by becoming the president or a secretary of some kind, hoping to help everyone by using her words. Ultimately, however, she decided that standing behind a podium wasn't the best thing for her, not yet at least. She wanted to get into the nitty gritty of people's lives and do the most good possible there.
After high school, Nell moved on to college in New York to study politics. While her studies were her top priority, she took the time to follow her father's carefree attitude and lifestyle and experimented with soft drugs, alcohol, and sex. She wanted to experience all that life had to offer and once she did, she began to see many more facets of life than she ever had before. Her lifestyle was fun and interesting. She enjoyed herself immensely while discovering parts of her that she didn't know existed. While her definition of love never changed, she did allow herself to have a few boyfriends here and there, only one of which possibly ever meant something. Though she had never gotten the chance to know him, Roland Murry, the brother of her childhood friend Chloe Murry, got in touch with Nell after finding out the two of them both lived in New York. The two were off and on for many weeks, with things becoming more serious. Had Nell been given more time, she could have seen herself falling for the man, but, shit happens.
April 2010: a global event occurred that left many lives in danger and in need of rescue. Deciding that she wanted to help people more than keep her ability hidden, Nell made her way onto her campus and rescued as many people as she could. Blasting her way through rubble and slicing up debris, Nell proved her capabilities as a true hero on that day. After witnessing death and destruction like that, however, Nell decided there was more that she could do. She created a support group on campus for students affected by the event, hoping to help anyone and everyone that she could to cope with the sudden realization that people with the ability to slice the Empire State Building in half existed. With the overwhelming backing of Specials however, Nell's support group surged on the campus and she managed to do an amazing amount of good for many people.
As time passed, the support for Specials was not to last. With the bombing of Hell, Arizona and the freezing of Costa Verde, California, Specials were forced to register with the government if they wanted to continue being able to use their abilities in public, and even then, doing so might have been impossible. Nell urged Specials to register, not because she agreed with the practice, but because she felt it would keep people safe. However, after the dropping of the Eggs and other numerous acts of violence, Nell knew no one would truly be safe for the time being. As if to prove her point, high ranking government officials, including the president, were assassinated. To make matters worse, a geomagnetic storm tore through North America and other parts of the world, followed by a nuclear explosion in Phoenix, Arizona. Nell lost track of her studies as she focused more on her Special support group, trying her best to keep everyone hanging on in the face of wave after wave of horrible incidents.
Eventually, Nell's unstoppable good will faltered and she dropped out of school. It wasn't that she wanted to leave, but that she was almost literally drained of any energy she had to keep going. She tried to run her group from back home, but decided after awhile that it wasn't going to happen anymore. Battered and emotionally exhausted, the sudden loss of her abilities on August 2012 only compounded her problems. Her father, who was considered a musical genius, discovered his ability of sound manipulation when he lost the ability to write any good music. The Booker family struggled for most of 2012 because of the "power outage", as Nell's little brother Noble called it. Nell was simply glad that neither of her siblings had manifested at that point. Despite not using her ability excessively, losing it was like losing a part of herself. She could see it in her father's eyes too. Once her powers had come back, Nell decided it was time to practice with her ability somewhat.
During a lengthy vacation at home, Nell practiced with her power, getting it to where it is today. During one practice session, Noble and Diana watched as Nell attempted to create something more than a simple spike. The hard light structure in her hand had slipped from her fingers and launched towards her siblings. At the last moment, Noble created a shield of ice and protected himself and Diana. Amazed at what Noble could do, Nell was even more surprised that Diana showed signs of having an ability as well. She pressed her fingers to the ice and changed it into a puff of oxygen, melting it away by touch into an airy gas. The three decided to keep the event a secret from their parents so as to not worry them needlessly.
A year passed by quickly and Nell stayed busy at home in her town. Whether she was special or not didn't matter there. She was still the same girl she always was and being as helpful as she was, she managed to get any nosy law enforcement officers to look the other way while she kept to herself for the most part. Staying at home lost its luster after a time, however. Nell needing to get moving again, to do good again, and not just the sort of good the town could offer her. They were fine without her. It was the people like those being infected with a new strain of cholera that needed her help. Against her better judgement and her parents' own wishes, Nell left home and lent her aid in the volunteer efforts. It felt, however, that as soon as she got there, the sickness was over. A cure had been created and the disease was dealt with. Surprisingly, there was now nothing for Nell to do, no cause to fight for or get behind. Life was now finally... quiet.
She headed home again, unsure of what she wanted to do. For a time, it seemed as though nothing was going to happen and the world might decide to take a breather. After a few days at home, she received two emails from two separate addresses. They both asked her to come back to her old school and meet with her old support group. While that was surprising in and of itself, what surprised her the most was who sent the emails.
"Chloe and Roland?"
Anything else?- Nah, bra.
Sample RP-
Nell paced back and forth in front of her old bed as she bit her lip. Those emails were definitely from Chloe and Roland. They specifically asked for her and they specifically wanted her to meet up with the old support group. Why though? They didn't have anything to do with the group and Nell hadn't see Chloe since they were kids. Roland on the other hand, well, he lived in New York, he had plenty of reason to want to get involved there, right? He didn't have any sort of ulterior motive for her to come to New York? He could have, it wouldn't be unlike him, but even still, he didn't seem like that much of a dick. The content in his email didn't suggest this to be the case either.
"I wish I could say I'm emailing you just because I want to see you again, but honestly, there's more to this than just that. There are things in progress that you might want to hear about and I know how much of an activist you are. I figured you would want to be the one most involved here. This is your group after all. Oh, right, speaking of your group, that's who and where I want to meet with you. Come to New York, we've got a lot to talk about." He didn't give any specifics, that was for sure. Nell backed away from her computer for the umpteenth time as she considered why Roland and Chloe had sent her two separate emails that seemed like they weren't connected. Don't the two of them talk at all?
"Hey, I wish I was emailing you under better circumstances, but there's a lot going on with me right now and I was hoping we could catch up, perhaps? I remember my brother telling me a few years back that you had some sort of support group for people like us and things that have to do with us? I didn't even know you were Special until my dad said he registered you last year. Crazy, right? Well anyways, I wanna meet with you. Would you care to come to New York and catch up? We could check out your support group if you'd like, that's kinda why I'm even in New York, honestly. Whether you can or you can't, please get back to me soon. If you want to come, I can send someone over to get you." Nothing to suggest that the two of them knew they were both emailing Nell. They really must just be the king and queen of coincidence, most likely. Still, getting the chance to see both of them would be amazing. Getting to see both of them all within possibly the same day would be even more amazing. What was that about 'sending someone' though?
"'You do both realize that you sent me emails about the same thing right? This isn't just a joke or something that Roland put you up to, is it Chloe? And what's with sending someone to get me? I can get a plane ticket on my own, it's not a big deal.'" She spoke the sentence out loud, slowly, as she wrote it. "Send to... Murry, Roland and Murry, Chloe. And... sent." Nell shivered visibly as a chill brushed across her neck.
"Now why did you go and send an email like that?" She jumped out of her chair as a monstrous voice serenaded her from her open window. The thing in front of her sounded like a woman but there was no way it could be a woman! The figure seemed clouded in dark masses and whipping tendrils of blackness. It opened its mouth for lack of a better word and gave a noxious yawn of sorts before stepping into Nell's room and blackening the rug her dad got her from Iceland.
Nell didn't wait for a second. She tossed a light bomb at the beast then prepared a spike to use as a weapon if it came to that. Luckily, the bomb burst right on target and the dark monster cried out.
"OW, MOTHER OF PEARL, WAS THAT NECESSARY!?" The black mass lost its throaty monster voice and slowly the darkness surrounding it faded into a simple, lacy, see-through, black dress hanging off of the naked body of a pale, porcelain white yet stunningly beautiful woman. "If you could stop lobbing doodle bugs at me, that would be fantastic, dear." The monstrous woman's accent was... english, or something?
"What do you want? I've got more where that came from, whatever the hell you are!" While Nell's ability was more offensively based, she knew she wouldn't be able to fight the woman directly. She seemed strong and experienced.
"Well, in that case, let me get straight to the point. My name is Daria Gottschalk and I'm here to take you to New York at the request of a mutual friend of ours."
That wasn't what Nell expected to hear.
"Just what have I got myself involved in?"
"Oh... you'll see, soon enough."
