(this might be the worst or the best thing I've made)
Player name: Tolni
Hero name: Shift
Hero looks: Her suit is patterned with white and black patterns running across, similar to a 2x2 chessboard. (Subject to change.)
Current powers: His heroic powers are those of morphing into almost any human, regardless of gender, sex or race. She has also morphing into an animal once, but it had a negative effect, as it also assumed the animal's mindset, which had an effect on her own mind, and that made her go feral. Furthermore, the physique of an animal, like a dog (that he possessed), resulted in his own body "adjusting" to it once he ended, being in the shape of the dog, meaning he walked on four legs for days. In addition, he can also morph parts of his body into other objects; for an example, turn her hands into a hammer.
Turning into goo-like shapes has been an...Experience for her. One that could have ended badly, but more on that later...
Character name: Aleks Greene
Character looks:
Birthday, sex, gender, homeland:
Birthday: 21/04/2000
Sex/Gender: Intersex.
Homeland: Bulgaria.
Bio: She was born in Northwestern Bulgaria, to a pair of Bulgarian Catholics...the faces of which she never saw until she was 15, because her parents abandoned her shortly following her birth, evidently terrified by what she was. She was left in a field, with an envelope saying "God be with you.", and that's all. But, perhaps, there
was a God, and He or She (or whatever) have a really sick and twisted sense of humour, as she was found the very next day by a pack of Roma children who took a liking to her.
He then grew up with his new family, the only one he ever knew. His Father was perhaps the kindest person he ever knew, a genuinely caring person that loved him...the same could not be said about his mother. The intentions she had for him were obvious from the start; to her, he was not a child, but just another tool to get richer, especially after finding out more...about him. What he
was.
Eight years passed. Perhaps one of the few moments of happiness that she had; a life of joy and bliss and play. Her brothers and sisters accepted her immediately as one of their own; perhaps they didn't know
what she was, or didn't care. This brief window of light, ended, once her Mother taught her a "game", which was really pickpocketing, which she just thought was another play. She had some early success, as she was a cute….child. No one suspected her.
However, as time went by, he, well, became more...
noticeable. People began to feel something was
off about this child. A boy who dressed like a boy, spoke like a boy, yet his chest kept flipping up and down? The more he grew, the more his "unnatural" nature became
too obvious, and almost impossible for the passer-by to ignore, making it hard for him to do his "job". This, of course, infuriated his Mother, and led to the family being polarised, with his Father being the only reason he wasn't beaten to a pulp…
That, and, well, she was 14 at the time, and everyone around her began to notice that she was getting prettier. Her Mother became much more...tolerant to her. Especially as Aleks showed an interest in "crossdressing", as until then, she only wore boys' clothes, it was surprisingly allowed. But this only added more fuel to the crisis that was building up inside her. The realisation, that she was not "normal", and that people think she is some kind of a freak, shocked her to the very core. Something was
swelling deep inside her, underneath all that angst…
It was one cold night... He was just finishing his shower. The mist from the shower was slowly evaporating, revealing the dirt and grime on the walls. In a corner, near the sink, there was a mirror. He rubbed the mirror clean of the moisture covering it. It was a big mirror, showing his...her? Body, from head to toe, but it was also splintered into multiple shards, illuminating
his or
her natures – those of a man, and of a woman, but being neither of those fully.
Something, whether it's Mother Nature, God, or just bloody random chance decided that, well, Aleks
has to be like that? But why? Why?
Why? Tears were streaming her cheek, as she was curling into a fetal position, just screaming helplessly that same question. But no answer came. Nothing. The mist was all gone. No change at all.
If only… I could just be...someone else…
It was getting cold. He was starting to shiver. He got up, and stared at the mirror...Only to be greeted by an unfamiliar face staring at her – except, it wasn't actually
unfamiliar, just
unexpected. The face of her Father, warm and cheerful was staring right across him. He couldn't believe it. He touched his face with his hands, to
feel it...but it all disappeared in a moment. Back to the good old self, but only for a moment. Suddenly, her whole body got shorter, her face became more feminine, and darker...no! That was...why?! Her Mother's face! She was taking her shape! All of it, from head to toe! What was happening?!
He let out a scream, and then she lost control. Her body was contorting in various shapes and forms, seemingly out of control, appearing both as a woman and a man, or sometimes both and neither. The world seemed to slowly start spinning around and round and round...is this it? The end? Finally...It'll all fade to black and...all will go away…
She woke up in the embrace of her father, tightly holding her in his hands. A grim expression had befallen upon his face. He told her to never tell anyone about this, that its something like the PATRIOTs in Iraq and Yugoslavia – someone endowed with superpowers from the Ultra Radiation. Embracing her powers, of course, would only make her life harder...
somehow. And that under no circumstances should her mother find out about this. So all she had to do is suppress what she was…
His father was the only person who cared for him, without any ulterior reasoning. It was an undeniable fact. But he had only one desire: find out more about his powers. Just let them flow through him, and try to control them to the best of his ability. The thought that he could be
someone else – literally anyone else he can think of, it was a liberating and very exhilarating experience, that gave him a new wind, a new meaning & purpose in life.
As she was turning 15, however, she started to realise the obvious: her mother was grooming her. Preparing her for something...new? Words, rhythms, patterns, she could feel that her mother had ulterior motives. Then one day, she managed to eavesdrop an argument between her mother and her Father. And then, the shocking truth: after all those years, her mother thought of her as nothing but a stock, a body to sell. Evidently, there were...
clients, who were interested into "freaks like her", according to her Mother's words.
This was the final straw, the one that made her leave. Taking her money and all belongings she could carry, she disappeared; beginning her soul-searching adventure. After all, the past year has shown her that
another reality is possible. Not every day had to be dealing with her family, or feeling like an abomination, or trying to pickpocket people unsuccessfully...or just wandering to
nowhere at all with seemingly no purpose. She could be in control of what she appeared to be, or what she was...
His first target was seeking out her biological parents. They ditched him, but...He felt a certain need to at least know their faces. Or what happened to them next. She knew where she was born, in Vidin; it was then just a matter of fact of using her money to open the hospital's archives. After some digging, she found out that her Mother died during childbirth, while her father became an alcoholic and died in a car crash, but she had a sister...of which there seemed to be no records of, at least in Vidin.
After this realisation, he felt...
lost. He left his foster family, and there was nothing from his biological family, and now? He was on his own. But that felt...Oddly freeing, at the same time. He could do anything. Be anyone. The latter was also how he soon made money, by impersonating famous people, especially once he figured out that he can alter her vocal chords to take on the voices of famous people...usually without their skill. By far, his favourite figure to impersonate was Phil Collins, as that was the music of her childhood; after all, his masterpiece, the 1980
Duke was perfect in every single way, and Aleks was slowly getting the hang of singing the album opener,
Behind the Lines.
It was one spring in Koln, however, that would change her life. She was just turning 16, when she came into the city. The sun was shining, the smell of life being reborn was filling the air...By then, she was a minor Internet celebrity – a meme, if you will. Her impersonations of various celebs have become famous on YT, so soon enough, there was a crowd of people. All looking at her, like some kinda Duchess...Anyways, she was just performing
Keep It Dark, when she saw a beautiful young girl, barely older than him, looking straight into her with...well, infatuation? Obsession? On the other side, she was
so pretty, with long, dirt-blonde hair and a pretty face.
To say he fell head over heels for her would be an understatement. After his performance, he met her, and, well, they became friends immediately. Not only that she, Helga was also a fan of Genesis, but it appeared that she had also followed his "career", so as to say. They began hanging out regularly, and what became a friendship slowly turned into something...
different. More mature. Those "relationships" that she has only heard of in books and movies.
But Helga wanted to know
more. She thought that Aleks was odd, because in one video, Aleks appeared as a woman, and in another, as a man, and Helga felt so...
confused. So she wanted closure. So he arranged a picnic, where they could talk in private.
The spring had become summer by then. It was a sunny day, on a sunny hill – a meeting spot for them for some time. Aleks was feeling tense. He could feel something swell up within her. Was it...Lust? A desire for Helga? Just embrace her and tell what powerful feeling is slowly building up inside him? And then...Well...Perhaps they could be...
lovers? But no. This was not how it should be. Helga had to know; she
deserved to know. He wouldn't feel comfortable if it happened without her knowing the truth.
"H-h-helga, I...am...int-" Aleks stammered out
But then Helga screamed out
"Your body?! What's happening to it?!". And it happened.
Again! Helga's face turned pale. Before her, Aleks' body was contorting uncontrollably into different shapes. She was only staring in abject horror at what was happening with her friend, being unable to do anything.
"HELGA! GO AWAY! RUN!" Aleks screamed, her voice distorted in several registers
"N-n-nein!" she responded, and then dialed a number.
"J-j-just hold still, I'll d-d-dial 112!"
Aleks didn't hear those last words. A sudden blankness had...well, the best word to describe it is that it
exploded in her mind. All the worries, all the joys, all the stress, all the happiness, it vanished in a singular moment. He could feel that he was losing shape; not just the form of "Aleks Greene" that he had taken for the past, but the shape of a human being in general. He was turning to goo...And it was the most blissful, transcendent feeling s/he ever felt. No more shape. No more form. Both the male and female
natures were gone! Aleks was finally freed of those...
trappings that crushed her. He was above all of this, beyond man and woman, beyond the social definitions and constructs.
But this feeling of true freedom lasted for perhaps barely a moment. Darkness soon set upon Aleks' eyes...
So am I dead now? Is this truly the end?
It was not. She woke up, in a hospital bed. Around her, she saw several people: a man in a doctor's coat, a person in a business suit, and...Helga! Her face was reddened from crying, and there were dark circles around her eyes. The man immediately noticed her waking up, and...It appeared she had made a certain mistake. Or, well, not mistake, but more like, she forgot to notice the surname of Helga. Helga
Reus. Reus, as in, the owners of the reputable
Mittelstand. Those were big folks. Important folks. It was made clear that, even if Helga was a cousin of the main branch of the Reus family, this story had to remain...just that, a story. Aleks and Helga were not meant to be.
An "offer" was made – but offers could be rejected, something which was not the case – in exchange for his silence, Helga's father would give her a grant within Hero High, a relatively prestigious institution for people like him. He had to part ways with Helga, and never see with her again, or the consequences for him would be dire…
And now, September lies. Hero High is about to begin. Let's see where
this goes.
Random trivia & hobbies:
- She can speak five languages: Bulgarian, French, English, Spanish & German, but can actually only write and read in English and Bulgarian.
- He likes volleyball. A lot. One of his favourite past-times, in fact. It helps when you can extend your arm a lot.
- She's fairly irreligious; while she sees a place of religion within one's personal life, history has shown that organized religion only seems to cause trouble.
- He Is bisexual, ladies 'n' gentlemen.
- She likes music. A lot. The genre she listens to really depends on her mood, but Phil Collins seems to be her favourite at any time.
- He doesn't watch football, because that's for fools who have not seen the light.
Weakness: As already mentioned, morphing into non-humanoid forms has a tendency to be not quite a pleasant affair for her. Furthermore, turning into a human he does not know would mean that he would find himself in a situation where his shape could potentially be washed away, revealing to all his true identity. Her powers are really best used to imitate people she knows well: parents, good friends, lovers, even...
Her powers can also manifest when she's under great duress.
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