Post by Deleted on Apr 7, 2014 2:20:53 GMT -5
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Full Name: Ilene Susan Sangster
Codename Voice
Nicknames: ‘Lean’, Thea
Gender: Female
Age: 16
D.O.B. April 7th
Species: Homo Superior
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Occupation: Student, Aspiring Singer
Canon or Original: Original
Mutations: Voice has highly advanced vocal chords which can allow her to produce a sonic scream of various frequencies. It also allows her to speak or sing in every possible range of human hearing* and even mimic the voices and sounds of other people and animals. With training, she has already learned throw her voice like a ventrilaquist. Thanks to her advanced chords, she can sing or speak in three different voices/tones in harmony; however, the three separate voices cannot say three different things at one time. Due to her personality disorder, the 'last voice' is often female in sound, no matter how Ilene manipulates the first.
Also, she can generate a psionic field which helps aim and protect her from her sonic vibrations and doubles as a psionic block. It was first assumed that this was due to her dissociative identity disorder because Voice is often of ‘two minds’ about everything. It was thought that due to this ‘duality’ that unless an attack was aimed at ‘both minds’ the ‘inner personality’ was unaffected.
*The lowest sound that she has ever made was 16 Hertz, the highest recorded was 20,000 Hertz.
Classification: Delta
Equipment: Purse, Cellphone, Steel Knitting Needles, A Journal, Makeup. Should she go out onto the field she’d have a Communicator.
Uniform: Standard issue uniform for X-Student, tailored for her particular body type. Her uniform is black (because it's slimming) with lavender highlights.
Skills: Singing, Guitar and Piano, Herbalism, (she was trained in both by ‘Mammy Sutton’ back in Lost) Basic hand-to-hand, Cooking, Knitting, Sewing and Farming. She is also fluent in Gaelic. Some computer skills.
Weaknesses: Ilene is very sensitive about her weight, low confidence, no formal hand-to-hand training (yet)
Dissociative Identity Disorder – Her alternate identity goes by the name of Thea. She is virtually Ilene’s opposite, literally the skinny girl stuck in the fat girl’s body. She’s rude, assertive, and snobby where Ilene is polite, shy, and welcoming. Ilene has no idea that Thea exists and currently only Xavier and Jean are aware of her existence. The two girls also deal with conflict differently. Ilene has a tendency to retreat, only fighting back when she's cornered. When mocked, she simply bottles up her anguish and rage and uses it as emotional fuel, a reason to better herself. Thea is overconfident and mouthy, she will only attempt to retreat when her antics blow up in her face.
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Motivation, and Why: Betterment, Ilene doesn’t just want to improve her powers, she wants to become an all-around better person socially, mentally and physically. She strives hard to accomplish her goals, despite the nagging negativity in the back of her mind.
Loyalty: X-Men, X-Student
Physical Appearance: Ilene is a brown-eyed girl who stands at about 5’3” with her long black hair often pinned up in one neat hairstyle or another. Even at the age of sixteen Ilene has a full-figured body if not a little overweight.
History: Born in Aberdeen City, Scotland, Ilene Susan Sangster lived in the small, one-farm Hamlet called Lost in Aberdeenshire for most of her life. As soon as she was old enough, Ilene worked on the farm along with the rest of her family and spending much of her free time with her ‘Mammy’ Sutter. She would sing to Ilene while they knitted, collected plants, or did other household chores
Lost is an extremely small town, and so everyone literally knew everyone else by name and nearly everyone had a nickname. Ilene received hers early in life, back before she discovered a love of chocolate: ‘Lean’. The name itself was rather ridiculous, simply the shortened version of an already short name; however, as she got older, the name became increasingly ironic as her waist began to expand. The constant teasing destroyed what little confidence she had, and she began to wish that she was a different person entirely.
Around the age of 11, a ‘new’ fad had reached the little Hamlet. Several girls began dressing in black clothing and giving themselves ‘unique’ names. Ilene went along with it by dying several of her dresses black, adding lace, and even giving herself the name ‘Thea’. It made her think of someone beautiful, thin, and confident: exactly what she wished to be. The fad did not last long, having been quelled by several adults, including “Mammy”, who did not approve; the damage, however, was done although Ilene did not yet realize it.
The next five years of the girl’s life were nearly unbearable and she fell into a deep depression. In the back of her mind Ilene couldn’t help but feel as if something was wrong with her life. She felt as if she should be somewhere else, or at least, someone else and couldn’t shake it off. The only thing that gave her solace was her singing; it was the only thing she was good at. In fact, she was the best in the entire Hamlet. Finally, she made her decision, Ilene could not be her true self in such a place and so she collected what little money she had saved and hitched a ride to Aberdeen City. Here, she purchased a one-way ticket to London where she knew auditions were about to be held.
In London, she used nearly all her money just to live out the few days before the auditions and her stress began to mount. That nagging feeling in the back of her head became stronger and stronger. The feeling was still there when she finally stepped onto that stage for the first time and it remained after she stepped off, rejected. Ilene couldn’t understand it. She knew for a fact that she was far better than the others that she had heard singing; and yet, they had turned her away? The feeling in the back of her mind silently answered: Who wants to listen to a fat girl sing anything but Opera?
The stray, hurtful thought was the final straw. Ilene could not take any more and so she used the only weapon in her arsenal, her voice. Her scream began low, barely audible, but plaster flaked off the ceiling of the auditorium and the glass panes began to shudder. The sound gradually rose in pitch, from an uncomfortable ring to an unbearable shriek. Small items vibrated off of shelves and fell to the floor, breaking on impact. Still, the note grew, higher and higher, causing mirrors in the bathrooms to crack. All around, light bulbs exploded in their sockets, and the windows gave way, shattering into the evening sky. Then, when it felt as if the scream would continue on forever, it stopped and the resulting silence was suffocating, broken only by the occasional thud or tinkle of glass.
Ilene was quick to realize what she had done and quickly made it for the exit before the shock could fully wear off. The head start was her salvation and was able to make it down the street and into a crowded store before the guards from the audition had a chance to catch up with her. As soon as she thought it was safe, Ilene chose to head back to her hotel unaware that her little act had caught the attention of more than just a talent show. By the time she made it back to her hostel, members of the X-Men were waiting for her. They explained to her what she was and although it was hard to digest, she was intrigued by the offer of help with her powers but she was concerned what her family might think. Besides, she hadn’t exactly gotten permission to go to London.
The X-men took her back home to Lost, Aberdeenshire where they explained everything to her worried family. To Ilene’s surprise, her family and much of the hamlet were already aware of her unique abilities. After all, how else was she able to sing in harmony with herself? Ilene wasn’t even aware that she had ever done so. With her family’s blessing she traveled to New York City to train at the Xavier’s School for Gifted Youngsters.
She's only been at the school for a few days.
RP Sample: Each bounding step had come as a stabbing pain to Ilene’s underbelly as she struggled to catch up with the rest of her gym class as they hurried into the locker room. Hot and sweaty, her cheeks burned doubly so when she discovered the teacher’s fierce, animalistic eyes upon her. It had taken her strength just to turn and walk through the door without crying. Today had simply been appalling! She made it to her locker and slumped down onto the bench before it, hoping to take a breather before going to the showers. The other girls ignored her, as they chatted amongst themselves and undressing. They were all so... skinny, so pretty. It was as if they had all stepped out of some celebrity fashion magazine. Ilene looked like some sort of hippo next to them.
One of the girls caught her staring and Ilene quickly looked away as the heat started to burn in her cheeks. To avoid further embarrassment, she grabbed her things and headed for the showers. There was no way she could ever undress in front of anyone, she couldn’t even stand the idea of being nude in front of a doctor much less a bunch of girls her own age. As she hurried along, bare feet slipped on wet concrete and Ilene went down with a wet, meaty ‘splat’. The resulting laughter echoed in her own head, as someone on the inside was laughing too.
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