Compensation (an open power rp)

[.:Tempest:.]

Name:
Cable Bramstock
Age
24
Gender:
Male
Looks:
He is tall at 6'5 with intense icy blue eyes, dusty brown hair groomed neatly.
Disability:
Sociopath
Symptoms of Disability:
He has trouble feeling any emotions and because of this doesn't empathize with others well.
Personality:
Cable is very solitary, and enjoys it because he is has barely any understanding of human emotions. He is very manipulative because he has complete control of his emotions and can cry at command or other types of things. He is hard to talk to and will use others easily even those he has a strong connection with but those he has a hard time connecting with others once he does he is very protective and try's to do everything he can to make them happy.
Preference:
He is intimidating, and enjoys the power that gives him, solitude
Skills:
Manipulating others, cleverness, strength
Weaknesses:
non-social, cruel, cunning
Fears:
Connection, Being stuck here forever, Not much really, losing those he's close to
Three wanted powers (may or may not get):
manipulation of other's emotions, invisibility for a period of time, can see in the dark
Backstory:
Cable was very recently thrown into this hell-hole because of the fact that sociopathy is extremely hard to label until older. He has only been here for a 6 month period of time enough for him to be broken down and has only now been introduced to the other areas of the institution where the other mutants are being held
Quote:
"The only thing to fear is fear itself"


Name:
Isabella Walker
Nicknames
Belle, Bella
Age:
18
Gender:
female
Looks:
A skinny girl 5'3 smaller with auburn ginger hair and pale blue eyes along with a small amount of freckles
Personality:
Bella is very empathetic towards others and enjoys helping them as well as getting to no others. She enjoys the company of others especially her father and doesn't see anything bad in him or the organization as she has grown up her entire life knowing only what she's been told of it by her father. Bella is very naive and because of this is easily tricked or manipulated. She creates attachments quickly and enjoys relationships.
Preferences:
Healing, Spending time with others, and psychology
Skills:
clever, empathetic, social
Weaknesses:
naive, weak, gullible, easily offended, prideful
Triggers:
threats, the unknown, lonliness, being called belle
Reason for being a scientist:
Her father Lucas is trying to introduce her to the organization so that she can be a part of the family buisness.
Backstory:
Bella has grown up an only child and without a mother she is unaware of what happened to her mother however and only knows it has something to do with the organization. She was kept from the organization completely for most of her childhood years and has only recently been brought into it. She has always enjoyed nursing and health and her father recently offered her a job to work there as a scientist though she mainly deals with treating wounded expirements and helping them with their abilities safely.
Quote:
"The key to a sick mind is understanding."
Any powers/disabilities:
Na

[Skizzle222]

(Hi Tempest!)

[~ moth ~]

(My sister just got accepted to Johnson and Wales University! She's freaking out, I'm freaking out, everyone's freaking out! She got a huge scholarship too!)

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Johnson walks over to Bethany, staring down at her. It was an accudent. They didn't mean to walk in on us kissing. He explained. You didn't have to blow up at James, it was really my fault for bringing us to his office. I didn't check to see who's office we were in, so I'm sorry.

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Maxwell nodded, hearing as Eliot prepared the syringe. He asked, trying to think of the hardest thing to describe. Alright. Um, could you describe a piano? Please.

[Skizzle222]

(WOOOOOO that's amazing, Adriana!!! ((by the way this is Darby, I am Skizzle's sister mwahaha)) But wow that's incredible! Congratulations to her!)

[uniiversally]

(woo, that's great! congrats to her!)

Roan
"A piano? All the pianos I have seen personally have been brown, although many are black or white. They have black and white keys. the white ones bigger, the black ones smaller.." They think for a moment. "What else could I add? Pianos have very few features I actually can remember."

Eliot
"Roan, I am about to stick this into your arm.." He sticks the syringe into her arm. This one doesn't hurt as bad, as it is a different liquid inside. But, oddly, the liquid inside makes them "crash," feeling extremely emotional. It is almost overwhelming.

(a part of me wants maxwell to ask about roan lol)

[Skizzle222]

James
He stood there watching carefully, every single time Eliot would do something close to wrong he would correct him instantly (James gets too attached easily) "Remember Eliot if you mess this up, you'll have me to answer too

Juliet
Waits for someone to come rescue her (Romeo and Juliet)

[Skizzle222]

(Okay so I have to go, Dinner so I will be back after that!)

[uniiversally]

Roan
They wince, the emotion crashing down on them all at once. "Is this what you meant by painful, Maxwell? Emotionally painful? I'm almost ready to cry or scream or punch something and it's stressing me out. It doesn't physically hurt, by my emotions are going nuts."

Eliot
He says absolutely nothing.

(Bye for now <3)

[~ moth ~]

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Johnson walks over to Bethany, staring down at her. It was an accudent. They didn't mean to walk in on us kissing. He explained. You didn't have to blow up at James, it was really my fault for bringing us to his office. I didn't check to see who's office we were in, so I'm sorry.

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Maxwell nodded as he listened to the explanation of a piano, a dark silhouette of one coming up in his mind. That was quite strange, he was never able to imagine anything, even if he tried, now all of a sudden he was seeing a dark gray shape if a piano, though there was no color to it. Emotional? No, the shot I got hurt like hell. It made my arm feel like it was on fire, being crushed by a bajillion rocks, repeatedly stabbed all at once. He said, not wanting them to cry. Please don't cry! I don't want you to feel sad. Explain to never what, what... what um something looks like. He paused trying to think if what he wanted them to explain to him so the wouldn't feel sad. Explain to me what you look like. Maxwell blurted out.

[~ moth ~]

(a part of me wants maxwell to ask about roan lol)

(I was gonna have him do that anyways... Are you reading my mind?!? 😑 )