Name: Caitlyn Rebecca Thomas
Age:20
Birthday:January 1
Gender: Female
Species: Human
Class: College
Grade: College first year
College Major: general education until she figures it out
Appearance Description: Caitlyn is the sort of girl that other girls love to hate. She seems flawless but she works for that flawlessness. Five feet and five inches tall, Cat’s height is simply average but that is where average stops for her. Curvy in all of the right places, Cat has a very mature shape. Her skin is smooth and creamy, sun touched but not tanned. Her eyes are deep, dark brown pools, clear and alert. Her nose is narrow, her cheeks are just the right pink, and her jaw line soft and yet defined. Cat’s long, dark hair is nearly black, spilling bone straight down her back, nearly to her waist. She most often wears it swept back in a sleek, high ponytail. She tends to dress casually, most often in jeans and a blouse, accessorizing simply with little jewelry, boots, cute flats, or heels.
Personality Description: Cat is strong willed and spirited in a way that makes her quite stubborn. Once her mind is made up it is very hard to change it. She’s a confident young woman, toeing the line of cockiness. She’s gracefully polite but her temper is easy to come to hand and causes her to react impulsively. She can be irrationally mean spirited when she’s upset but often severely regrets how she reacts. Lucky for her she isn’t above apologies but is above groveling. She makes friends effortlessly and is well liked.
Powers: Cat has a form of telekinesis: Melanokinesis. This is a unique telekinetic ability to manipulate qualities of ink through the elements in the environment. She can change the color, viscosity, and texture of ink, even if the ink is already printed, written, or tattooed. She can write, draw, and tattoo without the tools to do so. Her precision is affected by distance.
Matter Manipulation: She can produce ink seemingly from thin air by pulling certain elements from the environment and manipulating matter, though this takes great effort and energy and often leaves her spent and occasionally bloodied at the nose. This talent, for her, is strictly limited to ink type liquid.
Species Abilities:
Telekinesis – Cat can manipulate and move objects with her mind. She is only mildly skilled in levitation, maneuvering, and moving general objects. Her true talent lies in Melanokinesis.
Biography: Caitlyn was born to completely normal parents, in a completely normal home, on a completely normal night. She even had a completely normal sibling, her older brother, Caleb. She had a completely normal childhood and attended a completely normal elementary school, which is why it was completely shocking that, in her ninth grade school year, she was suddenly no longer completely normal.
Caitlyn had always been a talented artist, even as a toddler. She found solace in her art and even story writing. She was often ink and charcoal covered. She joined art clubs, writing clubs, she wrote on school newspapers, and she was an avid reader.
As naturally talented as the girl was, she was also naturally pretty. Her looks often drew the attention of the boys and one day, in her first few weeks of high school, it drew the attention of the wrong boy. Paul was everything a young, naïve fourteen year old girl could want. He was a junior, three years older than her, a football and track star. He was charming, witty, gorgeous, and he was showering her with attention.
It happened one afternoon when Cat stayed after school to work on the yearbook committee. She was leaving campus, walking the halls in the English corridor, when Paul cornered her. He had pressured her for weeks, nearly since the moment they met, to take their games beyond secret make-out sessions but Cat was a virgin and she wasn’t nearly ready for that kind of move. Paul was done waiting. He pushed her into the girls bathroom, into a corner by the back stall. Cat tried to scream but his large hand was over her mouth. She was small and he was large and strong. As he pulled on her clothes with one hand, her mouth covered by the other and her body pinned by his own, her hands scrambled around, scratching what they could, to little effect. The fear and panic threatened to overwhelm him as fully as Paul was and then...something happened.
Cat’s bag, seemingly of its own accord, lifted from the ground where it had been discarded and slammed with a breathtaking force against the back of Paul’s head. It knocked him right off of his feet. Cat ran home and confessed the whole ordeal to her mother and father, who then called the cops. No one would believe her about the bag, however. They assumed someone intervened and she was keeping them a secret. Cat knew, though, what she had seen but she didn’t realize, yet, that it was she who had done it.
The next time it happened, Cat had been climbing the stairs to her room, her arms full of books and a glass of water. She tripped and her books and glass flew from her arms. She threw out her hands as though to catch it all, cringing in preparation for the shattering glass. Instead, there was a cascade of books falling, tumbling down the steps, but the glass did not break. The stairs were covered in water but the glass did not strike the ground. It hovered, right in midair as though someone were offering it to her. Caleb, her brother, rounded the corner in that moment and paled. He hollered for their parents, who came quickly. Just as they stopped to stare, Cat began to cry and the glass fell and shattered on her hands.
They spent weeks discussing what to do, how to manage. Now that the power had surfaced, Cat found it uncontrollable. She couldn’t attend school because random object would lift from their resting place, hover across the room, and bump into her repeatedly nudging until she stopped ducking her head and trying to pretend it wasn’t happening and took hold of the item. Finally, after her father had been doing research and nosing around and with no answer to show from it, the school found them.
Frightened and anxious to learn how to control herself, Cat was off to the Starlight Academy that winter. At the school, she honed her skills, learning not only to control it but to understand it. Once she had a deeper, more intimate understanding of her power she began to focus it. With the help of a mentor, she learned to focus her skill on her art and found quickly that she had a natural talent in manipulating ink.
Upon graduating Starlight Academy with diploma in hand, she was directionless. She knew she didn’t want to return to ‘the real world’ because she felt she didn’t fit, but she didn’t know what to do here on the island either. Without direction, she applied herself to writing essays for scholarships and enrolled in the collage under a general studies program. She also applied and was accepted for a clerical position at the bookstore in town.
Additional Information:
Age:20
Birthday:January 1
Gender: Female
Species: Human
Class: College
Grade: College first year
College Major: general education until she figures it out
Appearance Description: Caitlyn is the sort of girl that other girls love to hate. She seems flawless but she works for that flawlessness. Five feet and five inches tall, Cat’s height is simply average but that is where average stops for her. Curvy in all of the right places, Cat has a very mature shape. Her skin is smooth and creamy, sun touched but not tanned. Her eyes are deep, dark brown pools, clear and alert. Her nose is narrow, her cheeks are just the right pink, and her jaw line soft and yet defined. Cat’s long, dark hair is nearly black, spilling bone straight down her back, nearly to her waist. She most often wears it swept back in a sleek, high ponytail. She tends to dress casually, most often in jeans and a blouse, accessorizing simply with little jewelry, boots, cute flats, or heels.
Personality Description: Cat is strong willed and spirited in a way that makes her quite stubborn. Once her mind is made up it is very hard to change it. She’s a confident young woman, toeing the line of cockiness. She’s gracefully polite but her temper is easy to come to hand and causes her to react impulsively. She can be irrationally mean spirited when she’s upset but often severely regrets how she reacts. Lucky for her she isn’t above apologies but is above groveling. She makes friends effortlessly and is well liked.
Powers: Cat has a form of telekinesis: Melanokinesis. This is a unique telekinetic ability to manipulate qualities of ink through the elements in the environment. She can change the color, viscosity, and texture of ink, even if the ink is already printed, written, or tattooed. She can write, draw, and tattoo without the tools to do so. Her precision is affected by distance.
Matter Manipulation: She can produce ink seemingly from thin air by pulling certain elements from the environment and manipulating matter, though this takes great effort and energy and often leaves her spent and occasionally bloodied at the nose. This talent, for her, is strictly limited to ink type liquid.
Species Abilities:
Telekinesis – Cat can manipulate and move objects with her mind. She is only mildly skilled in levitation, maneuvering, and moving general objects. Her true talent lies in Melanokinesis.
Biography: Caitlyn was born to completely normal parents, in a completely normal home, on a completely normal night. She even had a completely normal sibling, her older brother, Caleb. She had a completely normal childhood and attended a completely normal elementary school, which is why it was completely shocking that, in her ninth grade school year, she was suddenly no longer completely normal.
Caitlyn had always been a talented artist, even as a toddler. She found solace in her art and even story writing. She was often ink and charcoal covered. She joined art clubs, writing clubs, she wrote on school newspapers, and she was an avid reader.
As naturally talented as the girl was, she was also naturally pretty. Her looks often drew the attention of the boys and one day, in her first few weeks of high school, it drew the attention of the wrong boy. Paul was everything a young, naïve fourteen year old girl could want. He was a junior, three years older than her, a football and track star. He was charming, witty, gorgeous, and he was showering her with attention.
It happened one afternoon when Cat stayed after school to work on the yearbook committee. She was leaving campus, walking the halls in the English corridor, when Paul cornered her. He had pressured her for weeks, nearly since the moment they met, to take their games beyond secret make-out sessions but Cat was a virgin and she wasn’t nearly ready for that kind of move. Paul was done waiting. He pushed her into the girls bathroom, into a corner by the back stall. Cat tried to scream but his large hand was over her mouth. She was small and he was large and strong. As he pulled on her clothes with one hand, her mouth covered by the other and her body pinned by his own, her hands scrambled around, scratching what they could, to little effect. The fear and panic threatened to overwhelm him as fully as Paul was and then...something happened.
Cat’s bag, seemingly of its own accord, lifted from the ground where it had been discarded and slammed with a breathtaking force against the back of Paul’s head. It knocked him right off of his feet. Cat ran home and confessed the whole ordeal to her mother and father, who then called the cops. No one would believe her about the bag, however. They assumed someone intervened and she was keeping them a secret. Cat knew, though, what she had seen but she didn’t realize, yet, that it was she who had done it.
The next time it happened, Cat had been climbing the stairs to her room, her arms full of books and a glass of water. She tripped and her books and glass flew from her arms. She threw out her hands as though to catch it all, cringing in preparation for the shattering glass. Instead, there was a cascade of books falling, tumbling down the steps, but the glass did not break. The stairs were covered in water but the glass did not strike the ground. It hovered, right in midair as though someone were offering it to her. Caleb, her brother, rounded the corner in that moment and paled. He hollered for their parents, who came quickly. Just as they stopped to stare, Cat began to cry and the glass fell and shattered on her hands.
They spent weeks discussing what to do, how to manage. Now that the power had surfaced, Cat found it uncontrollable. She couldn’t attend school because random object would lift from their resting place, hover across the room, and bump into her repeatedly nudging until she stopped ducking her head and trying to pretend it wasn’t happening and took hold of the item. Finally, after her father had been doing research and nosing around and with no answer to show from it, the school found them.
Frightened and anxious to learn how to control herself, Cat was off to the Starlight Academy that winter. At the school, she honed her skills, learning not only to control it but to understand it. Once she had a deeper, more intimate understanding of her power she began to focus it. With the help of a mentor, she learned to focus her skill on her art and found quickly that she had a natural talent in manipulating ink.
Upon graduating Starlight Academy with diploma in hand, she was directionless. She knew she didn’t want to return to ‘the real world’ because she felt she didn’t fit, but she didn’t know what to do here on the island either. Without direction, she applied herself to writing essays for scholarships and enrolled in the collage under a general studies program. She also applied and was accepted for a clerical position at the bookstore in town.
Additional Information: