Pahndora's Box of Characters

A bright star on their way to Mars.


Full Name: Frances DeConinck | | Stage Name: Frankensin | | Age: 28


Appearance:
Fran's eyes are a deep blue, like the ocean before it became waste. There are no visible body modifications, except for the large studs they wear as earrings. Their light brown hair is shaved on both sides with the top part long and twisted into dreadlocks that reach below their backside. At 5'11, they rarely wear heels but can still manage to slip in some if the occasion presents itself for chic soirées. They typically wear jeans and t-shirts, though they look devilishly handsome in both a tailcoat suit and a long cocktail dress.


Personality:
Fran can often seem like they're disconnected from the world around them. They have a haughty attitude but it hides a deep fear of human interactions, and being without narcotics or continuous access to augmented reality has made them on edge and paranoid. Surprisingly though, they managed to focus their overflowing creativity writing music for a handful of world-known artists. They smile all the time, but it's impossible to tell if it's sincere or just another facade. They rarely offer their help, but if someone asks it will be given without any strings attached, as Fran doesn't want to have even a permanent attachment to someone they barely know. They don't particularly like when someone assumes their gender, but rarely gets upset about it and will mess with the person instead, using different voices ranging from very feminine to very masculine.

Biography:
Fran grew up in the heart of show-business across the globe. They became a performer at a very young age, both for singing and dancing shows. Their androgynous physique has allowed them to blend in every kind of crowd, and when they received their first augment in form of a voice modifier, it seemed like every single door of every entertainment venue was open for them. Their parents were filthy rich and prospered even more with Fran's success, becoming one of the top financiers of theatres and the performing stages in various venues. Every young person knew Fran and their wonderful voice, and many more were willing to pay to see them perform live.

When Fran reached the top, however, there was nowhere else to go but down. They had become so accustomed to a life of riches and with people at their feet willing to do whatever they wanted, it got extremely lonely on the golden throne. Their parents were distant and had stopped calling them, instead hiring messengers to wherever they lived now or sending messages online. Even Fran's manager, Kirstan, grew colder with wealth and what was once a friend became a stranger. Fran began meddling with drugs and mind-altering online connections. Being high and in augmented reality pretty much messed up Fran's perception of reality, and soon enough they were so warped in their head that their career nearly completely flopped. If it wasn't for Fran's love of performance, which brought them a similar high as drugs.

Fran still performs occasionally, but they are far from the Star Child they used to be. They keep making royalties off song covers and from the various entertainment shows they've sponsored. They are a sought-after song-writer and recently they've decided to expand their growing empire - all the way to Mars.


Augmentations:
Voice Modification: When Fran was a child, it was discovered they had an immense talent for singing and mimicking other people's voices and accents. As they grew older, Fran's manager suggest they get a voice modifier implant. Basically, Fran's voice can range from child-like to deeply masculine with a heavy rasp. They cannot do it for extended periods of time, the maximum is six hours for a single voice, and three hours if more than three different timbers are involved. It has to be kept up-to-date with technology improvements.

Online Accessibility: When they were eighteen, Fran proceeded to an operation that allowed them to access both augmented reality and virtual reality games and events. If they're in a public place, they can connect to the public internet, though they much prefer the privacy of home connections. By living plugged to machines that allowed them to escape reality and experience things one might not be able to in such a situation, Fran has become almost an expert on navigating both the Deep Web and the Dark Web, knows how to hack into weak places, and has the world's available knowledge at their fingertips.

Other: To be added along the roleplay.
Hexcode: #19E
 
An arrogant man whose charm is not so natural.



Name: Jack Owens (street name: Jak-O)
Gender: Male
Age: 31
Race: Human
Job: Face, currently looking to join a new group of runners
Special Powers: Adept Intrinsic powers: Improved Charisma, Rapid healing, Voice control

Personality Jack is arrogant. He knows what he wants, he will do anything to get what he needs. He has little to no shame in betraying allies, thus he does not have many friends and can only scrape by most of the time, mostly due to having to move cities to escape the friends-turned-foes who want to wring his neck. All in all, he can be nice when he truly cares about someone, but that hasn't happened in a long time, and Jack isn't sure he could ever really begin caring about anyone.

Biography: Jack Owens was born in the northern-eastern UCAS (United Canadian American States) in an area which used to be Ontario, many years ago. His parents were both pretty mundane, so it definitely came as a surprise to them when Jack began doing weird things with his voice, and managing to get anything he wanted from strangers. He was an only child, but when he was about ten, his parents became foster parents for orphaned "magical" children and this meant Jack was no longer their centre of attention – but he didn't mind, since his otherworldly charisma made him many friends.

Despite the brat he grew up to be, Jack is amazingly tolerant and tends to become friends with the uglies of this world, befriending trolls and weird animal people. His hometown did not offer many career opportunities for someone with his specific set of skills, and so it was at the age of eighteen that he left the burgeoning family nest. His first job as a Face was horrendous, and he never talks about it. Every job is a little better than the previous, but with his inability to grow close to anyone, and to betray anyone for an extra coin, his name Jak-O is not a very popular one.

A bit more than a decade later, Jak-O may be the worse self-serving asshole in the underground runner community, but he is incredibly effective, and he knows how to charm his way out of sticky situations and you are always assured to get the most advantageous cut out of his negotiations with Mr. Johnson. He is always neck-deep in a job or running from the runners he's taken advantage of. Which lead him to this new city, where he knows no one, but where the Russian mafia has quickly become more appealing than the Japanese shit he'd been dealing with in the past years.

Hexcode: #CC2800
 
A young lady in dire need of companionship.



Name: Misaki Watanabe

Secret identity? Black Blossom. She is not very well known, but anyone who surfs the interwebs and looks up local superpower people will come across her. No one knows who she is in real life, and rarely does she make "public" appearances.

Age: 28

Appearance (civil + costume if applicable): Black Blossom wears a black kimono and a Japanese "oni" (demon) mask, if she has to go out in public as her online persona. The eyes area on it are actually see-through. She does not talk very much nor does she ever take her mask off. She wears the whole Japanese-style sandals, so she might seem approximately 5 feet 6. She has a small frame, and even wears gloves to hide her hands – although she will take one off to use her powers.

In her everyday life, Misaki wears jeans and blouses tucked in her pants. Her hair is rarely tied, more often than not loose and wavy.

Superpower: Precognition. Since a very early age, she would mostly see probably futures, but as she practiced her particular skill, she has managed to blur out everything but the most probable future. Nothing is ever set in stone, so there is always a possibility for her to influence the instances she sees. Events can happen anytime from a few minutes to a few days or weeks, but once again she has honed her visions and often gets a time mark in them.

To get a vision, there are two ways. The first way is mostly through her high intuition. She'll touch objects or hear something (i.e.: a song) and this will trigger a vision. Other times, there will be nothing to touch or hear, and she will have an overwhelming feeling about it. Once in a while, she will also have premonitory dreams as well.

Since Black Blossom is well-informed and has a huge network online, she can work through her contacts to have more information, and perhaps that is her best superpower.



Bio: Black Blossom made her first appearance online nine years ago, when the first pro-superhuman laws were passed in Voltapolis. She has managed to keep her identity secret for the entire time. She follows other supernatural beings and superhumans on social medias, stalking them online and spending most of her time blogging about events relating to people like her.

Misaki is quiet, discreet and very well-informed. Secrets rarely escape her, and she has a national network formed of other precogs, and some other valuable superpowered folks. She lives alone, and makes damn sure no one ever finds out where she lives. She is a fan of Japanese folk stories (fine, she is a "weeb" and admits to it in one of her blog posts), and inspired herself from them to create her costume and persona.

She currently works for DefenderStatus.Org, an online organization that webs throughout the country and gives out assignments to the likes of Black Blossom, who are then paired off with a "street" hero. She works with the intel given and uses her hacking abilities to secure everything for her partner in the street. She takes this job very seriously, and has never had a failed assignment before.

Hexcode: #8B56C4
 
Jackie has a secret even she isn't aware of...Yet.

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JACKIE PORTER

Full Name: Jacklyn Elyssa Porter
Nickname(s): Jackie, Jay
Date of Birth || Age: April 25, 1993 || 24
Species: Shapeshifter (unwoken) (mountain lion)

Place of Birth: Unknown, raised by the Porters in South Georgia.
Occupation: Somewhat unemployed. She spends more of her days at the gym working out and attending kickboxing classes, occasionally giving classes of her own. She inheritted the Porters' small fortune, so there is currently no need for her to work in order to sustain her lifestyle. Currently on a roadtrip with her best friend to get a change of scenery and to do a bit of re-centering.


PHYSICAL APPEARANCE

Height: 5'7"
Eye Color: Blue-Grey
Hair Color|Style|Length: Her hair is a dark brown with some light brown highlights. It is more often than not tied in a bun or a loose ponytail. Her bangs are overgrown and now frame her face. Untied, her hair reaches just below the shoulders.
Description: Jackie favours comfortable clothes over trends. She's almost always wearing jeans, whether short or long, regardless of the season. She enjoys shopping at the army surplus stores and has a vast collection of army jackets with various states of wear and tear. The nineties are her inspiration for the rest of her wardrobe; loose band tshirts, sports bralettes, funky colourful socks, and an overabundance of flowery patterns. Her ears are stretched and she has an unconditional love for leather bracelets.

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FC || Source: Alexandra Daddario

Hexcode: #68A


PERSONALITY AND BACKSTORY

Jackie is one of those fire station abandonned babies.

She never knew her real parents, but her adoptive ones were the only family she ever felt like she needed. They adopted her when she was just a few days old, and kept the name Jacklyn like her birth mother had wished on the note left with her. The Porters could not have children of their own and they were already in their forties, so Jackie doesn't have any siblings; but her longtime friendship with Eli has more than made up during her teen years. They were strict with her but their trust in her allowed Jackie a certain freedom not many teens have.

Her extraordinary physical abilities pushed her to start judo and kickboxing as she entered high school, allowing her to work through all the extra energy without ever getting in trouble for fights (not too much, at least). When both she and Eli got accepted in their preferred college, she felt like it was destiny and she could never have wished for better. During her first year, Mr. Porter passed away after a severe cardiac arrest, and shortly after Mrs. Porter was admitted to an intensive care facility for Alzheimer. It progressed so dangerously fast that by Jackie's last year of college, the old woman didn't remember her anymore and was completely gone into another world.

This broke Jackie's heart and she dropped out of college, having lost a huge chunk of her motivation and feeling like this blessing had been a curse in disguise. When Eli moved back to their hometown after college, Jackie stayed in the college city for almost a year as she felt she didn't really deserve to go back there, even though she had inheritted the Porter house and everything they owned. When she finally had the courage to go back, she took up kickboxing classes again and became an apprentice to their trainor, with hopes that she'd have her own class one day.



THE SUPERNATURAL
Jackie is much stronger than the average woman in her twenties. She had a massive surplus of energy as a teen that even daily running and workout routines didn't sate, so for her entire high school and college time she did both judo and kickboxing. It still doesn't explain why she can easily lift a man bigger than her, but she shrugs it off and prefers not to think about it.

On top of her amazing athletic abilities, Jackie rarely ever gets sick. If she gets a cold, it'll only last a day or two instead of 4-5 days. Sprains, cuts, broken bones... Everything heals at a freakish speed that has left many doctors dumbfounded. Her hormones are also quite outlandishly active; every few months, she gets horny to the point where it'll distract her from her routine.

All of this is a result of her latent shapeshifter genes. Typically shifters are woke during their teen years, but since Jackie has never met her real parents and has been rather sheltered from any supernatural things, her abilities are still dormant.


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A vampire in search of her soul.

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Name: Helena Torres

Gender: Female

Age: 384 (Appears 28)

Race: Vampire

Occupation: Waitress in a goth underground club (night shifts only)

General Appearance: 5 ft 7, athletic, originally from Venezuela. Long dark brown hair, brown eyes.

Specific characteristics: Despite being a vampire, Helena remains a reasonably "good" person and has taken on the quest to retrieve her soul, but her means are currently inexistant so she keeps on searching while living a double life as barmaid and vampire.

Hexcode: #278

Playlist: Helena y la musica (What Helena listens to)

Playlist: Helena es una canción (Songs representing Helena)

Model: Shay Mitchell
 
A young man finds himself in a world where he doesn't belong... Or does he?



Name: Mutsumi Itsuki, 睦心 いつき希

Nickname(s): Itsuchi, Itsu-kun, Mutsuki

Age: 19

Occupation: First year college student, part-time shrine cleaner

Appearance: Tall at six feet, Itsuki has a mop of dark hair that he often runs his hand through, but a stubborn handful stays plastered to his forehead. His eyes are always twinkling as though he was still laughing at some inside joke. He has a square jaw without a hint of any facial hair, much to his displeasure. His skin is occasionally tanned, especially during the warmer seasons as he plays basketball outside.

Personality: Itsuki is kind of an asshole. He enjoys making fun of others, and his detached air makes him awkwardly popular with girls. He doesn't have many friends, but he is really close with his younger brother. He cares for him despite being in college, and it is probably the only selfless thing he has ever done. Itsuki has average intelligence but is very hard working, even though he tries to hide it and pass off as a slacker. His particular charisma gets him both in trouble and good with favours. The boy is also quite reserved with his true intentions, using sarcasm and insulting humour to get away from being serious or showing vulnerability.

Powers/Abilities:
  • The boy is in very good physical health. He works out and participates in community basketball games, but never really put in the effort to join the basketball club in college. His endurance is above average, though he is of average strength.
  • He never gives up. This might be both a quality and a fault, but he will never give up until he is thoroughly defeated.
  • Unknown to him, Itsuki is the descendent of a powerful line of shrine priests and priestesses, and when he will be travelling to the other world his spiritual strength will be way above average. This makes him more resistant (but not immune) to things like possession and tricks of the mind by demons and spirits.

Weaknesses:
  • Doesn't know how to swim despite being rather involved in the athletic clubs since middle school.
  • Irrational fear of failure. He works very hard to achieve and succeed everything he does, whether it be school work or some task at home.
  • Since he doesn't let anyone close, once Itsuki starts caring about someone he becomes very protective of them, and has an irrational fear of losing them.
  • He really sucks at any kind of sparring.

History:
Itsuki's parents both passed away when he was in middle school. His younger brother, Keiichi, was only five years old at the time. He moved in with his old uncle, who lived in a run-down shrine. The old man was often bed-striken and couldn't really take care of two young boys, so Itsuki ended up being Keiichi's main caretaker. He assists him with his homework and brings him along for bike rides for errands. The two are very close.

Now that Itsuki is in college, he is studying part-time and has a part-time job as well. They inheritted a nice sum from their parents, but Itsuki wants them to be able to fend off for themselves rather than relying on inheritance or their sickly uncle's allowance. The young man works at a 24 hour convenience store and since the owner's daughter is a shrine maiden, he is allowed to earn extra money by helping her clean the shrine grounds. Though it is a lot of physical work, Itsuki doesn't complain and manages to make warm meals for Keiichi every night.

One day, he finds a really old wooden wardrobe in one of the sheds on the shrine grounds. It looks like a toolshed but the wardrobe is clearly made out of refined wood, with beautiful ornate doors and paintings of various demons and spirits. Intrigued, Itsuki finds himself clearing it out and repolishing it. Every time he tries to ask the priest though he ends up fumbling his words and forgetting what he wanted to ask. This annoys him very much, and then one fateful afternoon, the wardrobe starts emitting a strange hum and a low breeze...


Hexcode: #56A


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Devout chapel guard, with a secret yearning for a warm touch.



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Name: Marie Petronne Annabelle Jean

Age: 25

Appearance: She is quite tall, almost 5'7, with long brown hair and a slender and almost stick-like figure. Her hair is usually braided properly in her back, but sometimes she will let it loose. Her eyes are a peculiar bright green, and her cheeks and nose are sprinkled with light freckles. Most days Petronne wears her uniform, but off-duty accoutrements include mostly plain grey clothes and black or brown trousers or skirts.

Role: Chapel guard at the abbey

Bio:
The Jean family was very devout, having priests, monks, and nuns across generations attend the abbey and live their entire lives between the stone walls. When one would choose another profession, it would not take very long for them to be married and having numerous children, as such were their duty to God. It then came to no surprise when Petronne joined the abbey as a guard, swearing off the family life and devoting her service in the name of the church. It was of course not obligatory but the young woman felt like this was what had always been meant to be for her; dreams from her late childhood with Him embracing her in His warm light, surrounded by His angels, and she was alone in her faith. No one could have changed her stubborn mind once it was set, as though anyone actually would -- she was making her parents proud, and they had a handful of other children who could found families and give them grandchildren.

At the age of fourteen, when Petronne became a woman, she left home to enter in service of the abbey. She was taught to read and write Latin, and followed a very similar path to that of a sister nun, but her vows to protect the abbey were quite different. In her late teens she became romantically involved with one of the younger sisters, in secret, and they loved each other to the moon and back. Unfortunately, one of the older nuns found out and the younger girl disappeared, never to be seen again. Petronne was sent on a journey to repentance in another wing of the abbey and forbidden to interact with the girls who once were her sisters. She was heartbroken and the only possible reason for this was perhaps that God had chosen another path for both of them, and she was given a second chance to demonstrate her devotion to Him and no one else.

As much as Petronne was not a very outgoing young woman, she retreated into complete solitude after that. Her training as a guard began soon after her eighteenth birthday and every single day the young woman was grateful to Him for his wisdom and foresight. Being distanced from any carnal temptation, Petronne dedicated her time to reading and writing when she was not on duty. Her piety was rewarded soon enough: she was posted as a guard to the chapel, where she would be able to attend all the services, listen to all the chants and the occasional choir of monks and nuns. Some of the folks in service had taken vows of chastity, silence, etc -- Petronne wished she could do the same, but before committing to him she felt like she had to prove to herself she could actually do it. Even after eight years, she still did not feel quite ready yet to take any kind of vows that would seal her life forever -- therefore she remained one of the most reverent guards in the whole abbey.

To this day, Petronne does not know and has not seeked information about her old teenage lover, having accepted that the other girl's fate had been handled according to His wishes.


Hexcode: #1AD

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Temperamental maid in need of an adventure, and perhaps love.



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Name: Marie Geneviève Rose Lapierre

Age: 19

Appearance: Geneviève's hair is frizzy and wild, and the only way she can manage to keep them out of her face is by braiding the front and tying them together in the back. Her step-mother would say that her hair is an adequate representation of her personality: untameable and wicked. This comment is reinforced by the intensity of her green eyes with brows that are nearly always furrowed, as though Geneviève distrusted everything and everyone. Her spunky attitude is matched with her short size, barely 5 feet 3, and the freckles visible almost everywhere on her body made her step-mother thank Him for sparing the shade of her hair, leaving her a dark auburn brown instead of red like her older brothers.

Role: Scullery Maid

Bio: The Lapierre family are not originally from this town. They arrived by travelling wagon at the end of a particularly hot summer, Mrs. Lapierre very obviously carrying her fifth child. It was said they came from a big city, Paris some said, and there was always something off about Mrs. Lapierre. Not long after they settled and she had given birth to her first girl, the young woman passed away from a fever and she was never spoken of again. There were many rumors about the Lapierre family, especially since all of Geneviève's older siblings all had red hair, and her mother had been quite the exquisite beauty with brown hair, but her father had blond hair. Until he was married again, Mr. Lapierre did not much look after his children, enrolling instead in the local armed guards and working late shift and overnight. Thankfully the eldest son of the family took upon himself to care for his brothers and his baby sister, Geneviève.

Just shy of five years after the passing of Geneviève's mother, her father remarried with the blessing of the local priest a much younger lady who would have been a better fit for her oldest brother than her father. Subsequently the two eldest of the children were told to leave and begin a family of their own on top of finding work either in the fields or at the abbey, leaving little Geneviève in the care of the new Mrs. Lapierre. They did not get along. The young lady had been raised to be surprisingly strict with children, and she was not having any of the little girl's silliness and tricks. When she had been playful with her brother, Geneviève was now in a much more uptight environment. Punishments and disciplinary beatings became much more frequent even as her step-mother gave birth to more children and all of the boys from Mr. Lapierre's first marriage were sent out of the house, most of which were never really heard of again.

As she grew up, Geneviève began to understand the things the new Mrs. Lapierre whispered about her deceased mother to her lady friends: she had been a prostitute from Paris, with different fathers for all of her boys. This angered the girl, making her act out and misbehave to the point where even her father had had enough. She was sent to the abbey for a reform program, and she had never felt more trapped in her entire life. Her darling brothers were gone or disappeared or dead, but even if she was now safe from those stern beatings the abbey did not feel like a home, and she wasn't even sure if she believed in Him. She did not think a god existed and allowed such things happen to families like hers.

Years later, her feisty temperament is more easily reined in, but Geneviève attributes that to the long periods of solitude she was forced to endure, and in the never-ending laborious tasks her role consisted of. Her once soft hands were now roughed by being in constant contact with either hot or cold water, but she found that scrubbing pots and the like for hours helped manage her anger at the world.

Hexcode: #D61

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