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Preferred Genre: xmen au
Preferred Difficulty: advanced
Preferred Rating: R
Preferred Number of Members/Activity: 50 and up
Preferred Time where RPG is set in: future
Additional Notes:

Original or Canon character: original
Basic Character Overview: tomboy mutant, invisibility, 19, adventerous
Preferred Play-By: megan fox but it's okay if she's taken

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LLYON, JENNIFER LEE

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SUBJECT PROFILE

FULL NAME: Jennifer Lee Llyon
NICKNAMES: Jenny, Jenny Lee
CODENAME: Fade
HUMAN/MUTANT: Mutant
AGE: 19
BIRTHDAY: January 1st
AFFILIATION: Protégé X

POWER: Light Bending (a.k.a. color changing, invisibility, photon blast. weaknesses include: size, distance, and motion.)

Light is a tricky thing in and of itself. It plays with the eyes, dances across surfaces, and hides away, safely out of sight. That which can be seen is known as the visible spectrum: violet, blue, green, yellow, orange, and red. And within each section of the spectrum are microscopic, massless particles known as photons. All objects absorb some photons and reflect others, giving them their color. If an object reflects all photons, the human eyes recognize it as black. If an object absorbs all photons the human eyes recognize it as white. These tiny units of light control not only the color of an object, but also the objects visibility. Theoretically, if light were to bend around an object instead of being reflected off of it or absorbed into it, said object would disappear completely.

Jenny Lee’s mutation gives her the ability to control these particles. Labeling herself as a ‘light bender,’ she has discerned three abilities: changing an objects color, invisibility, and a photon blast (of sorts).

Changing an objects color and visibility are closely related. Both involve channeling light photons. To change an objects color, Jenny has to pull the specific ‘color photon’ off of the object (making that color dominant to the eyes) and allow the object to absorb all other photons. It is a bit like tuning a radio. She simply finds the frequency (or photons) she wants to hear (or see) and lets it play. To make an object invisible, Jenny has to bend all photons around the object. This makes it more difficult than changing an objects color. However, both have similar limits: size, distance from her, and motion. The bigger the object or the further away, the harder it is to manipulate.

Over the past six years, Jenny has spent time working on controlling and improving theses two abilities, with the help of various professors at the Xavier Institute. Changing color of something that is on or part of her (like her hair color or the color of her shoes) is as easy as simply concentrating on that feature. Objects between ten and twenty feet away from her (that’s without any obstructions such as walls or screens) require a little more concentration but are still doable. If an object is in motion, that makes it a bit more difficult as well. These factors, of course, also depend upon the objects size. If touching the object, she could probably change the color of something up to the size of a small car. The same principals apply to visibility. The bigger it is, the farther away it is, and the faster it’s moving, the harder it is to make invisible. Turning herself invisible or changing her own eye color has become second nature to Jenny. As long as she is distantly concentrating on her eye color, they would stay the color she wishes them to be. Invisibility requires more concentration, but as long as she is concentrating heavily on not being seen, she wont be. If touching it, she could also make a small car invisible, but only for a short period of time. Making other living things invisible is a lot harder. To make another human invisible, Jenny would have to be touching them and concentrating only on the task at hand. She would not be able to hold invisibility over them for more than ten minuets (that‘s not factoring in size or motion).

The last of her abilities, a photon blast, has only recently been theorized by her professors. It is something she is working on accomplishing. As of now, she has only managed a few breeze-like waves.

PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION

FACE CLAIM: Megan Fox
EYE COLOR: They appear to be a light, blue-green. However, their natural colors are quite different. The right eye is an icy, crystal blue and the left is a pale, blue-green (heavy on the green).
HAIR: Jenny’s hair falls almost to her elbows in loose, wavy, natural curls. Her locks are a dark brown, free of any dyes or chemicals. She loves her hair and wants to keep it healthy.
HEIGHT: 5 feet 6 inches
BUILD: Toned, slim

OVERALL APPEARANCE:
Jenny’s general appearance can be summed up in two words: beach girl. She grew up in California, surfing and lounging in the sand, and it shows. Her hair is normally left down in natural waves, typical of surfer girls. On some occasions, she may braid the front sections back away from her face or twist strands into a knot. Her skin is kissed with a dark tan, even in winter months, and free of much makeup. What makeup Jenny does wear is very natural, usually browns, golds, or rosy colors, and used to enhance her true beauty. One thing Jenny hardly ever leaves the house without is her mascara. She feels as if she could simply put it on and be ready for anything.

Jenny’s clothing is much like her personality, hardcore with a touch of femininity. For example, she will often pair leather pants and a motorcycle jacket with a white cotton blouse that has rushing along the bust line. Or worn jeans with a purple silk tunic. Or perhaps a strong black dress with red pumps and girly necklace. Whatever the case, her clothing choices are meant to highlight her surprising figure.

Jenny was one of those girls who developed early. She has an hourglass figure, a nice height (though not as tall as she’d like to be, a lot of people seem to be taller than her), a small waist, small hands (although her feet border on being big, but that’s never bothered her too much), and enough stuff to remind everyone that, no matter how she acts, she’s definitely a girl. Of course, these features are secondary to her toned build and few tattoos. Jenny, obviously, likes to keep herself in shape- it’s necessary if she wants to become a member of the X-Men. Plus, she wants to be able to defend herself. Jenny, as of now, has two tattoos. The first is on her right shoulder reading: “We will laugh at gilded butterflies.” The line is from King Lear, the first play Jenny saw after coming to New York. In the play, King Lear means that he wants only to live a simple life with his daughter and forget the frivolities of court life. Jenny got it as a reminder that people (especially mutants) are more important than appearances. The second is across her left ribcage reading: Illusions Fade. It is a reference first to her sister’s power, then to her own.

PSYCHIACTRIC FILE

LIKES:

Jeans
Cars/Motorcycles
Surfing
Playing the piano
Contemporary dance

DISLIKES:

Anything pink
Ballet
Shopping (as in the all day sport)
Tear-jerkers
Guys with egos

PERSONAL STRENGTHS:

Physical Activities
Mechanics
Science
Working Independently
Reading People

PERSONAL WEAKNESSES:

Very Restless
History
Large Crowds
Single-mindedness
Not Trusting

OVERALL PERSONALITY:
In some instances, Jenny appears to be a bit of an introvert. She doesn’t mind spending time alone and prefers small groups over large ones. In a crowd situation, Jenny has been known to hang back and evaluate the circumstances. If she likes you, you can bet that she will get your attention. Her methods are not obvious or overly bold or loud; in fact, Jenny has been known to be rather quiet. Instead, she has a mysterious air about her that she uses to her benefit. In a way, Jenny has built up walls so she has the choice of who gets in and who stays out.

Those that are close to Jenny learn that she can be a bit of a nonconformist. She has never enjoyed the overly girly things (like shopping or giggling or gossiping) and prefers the garage over the mall. Her competitive and adventurous tendencies draw her more towards physical activities than spending an hour fixing her hair. She likes motorcycles better than Mini Coopers and jeans better thank skirts. However, Jenny’s roughness has always been tempered by a few softer qualities. Jenny is sensitive to the emotions of others, as well as passionate when it comes to her pursuits in dance and the piano.

Jenny also tends towards spontaneity over deliberation. She knows what she wants to accomplish (even if the idea just popped into her head) and will choose the path that is most likely to get her to her goal. Once on that path, Jenny rarely stays from it. When it comes to her outlook on the world, Jenny views practically everything as grey rather than black or white. It is very seldom when she deems something completely good or completely evil. It is this outlook, perhaps, that makes her trust hard to earn.

Concerning her attitude towards the opposite sex, Jenny is a bit of a tease. She likes to lure them in, maybe flirt for a little while, and then disappear (not literally disappear). Some call it commitment issues, and maybe she does have a few, but Jenny has yet to meet a guy that she can envision having an actual relationship with. So until the day she finds one, she’ll stick to fun and games.

PREVIOUS CONVICTIONS

BIRTHPLACE: Santa Barbara, California
FAMILY: James Llyon (father, 54), Margaret Llyon (mother, 50), Jamie Llyon (older sister, 23)
HISTORY: (sorry if this is too long! pm me for a quick, condensed version lol)
Jennifer was born to Dr. James and Margaret Llyon on New Years Day in Santa Barbara, California. She was, as expected, a cute, healthy, normal baby…with one exception. Jenny was born with a rare condition known as complete heterochromia, meaning that her eyes were two different colors. Jenny’s right eye was a startling, crystal blue, while her left was more of a blue-green shade. James and Margaret, always a couple to keep up appearances among their high society friends, worried that people would make fun of their daughter. They decided that she would get colored contacts as soon as she was old enough. Their worries, however, were for naught. Because, as Jenny grew, her eyes slowly faded to an (almost) matching color of a light, blue-green-- pleasing her parents greatly. Her eyes did, on occasions, fade back to their natural colors if Jenny were ever extremely upset or excited.

This condition aside, the first few years of Jenny’s life (those which she can hardly remember now) were rather enjoyable. James and Margaret were wealthy enough to provide for their two daughters, and vain enough to try and outdo everyone in the neighborhood. Jamie and Jenny, being four years apart in age, were as close as could be expected. It was all princesses and roses, until Jamie turned eight. That was when Jenny’s older sister began exhibiting signs of being a mutant. Her sister, it seamed, could create illusions with her mind- small, harmless illusions at that. But James and Margaret were outraged. It was a disgrace, a humiliation! None of their friends could ever find out. Thus, Jamie became the full focus of their attention. Everything was about keeping her secret hidden and keeping her out of the public eye. The easiest way to do that was to redirect any public attention towards their other daughter, who was hardly ever allowed near her older sister. Jenny was quickly enrolled in every class from ballet to piano to gymnastics to art to…well, everything.

At first, Jenny was too young to understand why her parents were doing these things. She went along with them, for a while, without complaining. But as Jenny grew older, she developed her own personality, her own likes, and her own ideas. She didn’t like being forced to do things she didn’t want to and she missed her older sister. She hated learning to play the piano, ballet was very…silly, art didn’t interest her. She found herself wanting to do other things, like surfing. But her parents said she was too young to understand, and they were in charge. Then they went back to discussing home schooling Jamie. When she turned eleven, Jenny began acting out. Not to get her parents attention, but really just to get her way. It seemed to be working for a while. She got to drop art and ballet and start contemporary dance which she enjoyed, and she even began to sneak around and talk to Jamie; but, as Jenny learned, good things don’t last forever. Two things seemed to happen at once.

First off, Jamie’s powers seemed to be showing themselves more and more, agitating her parents. It wouldn’t have been so bad if they had simply started ignoring Jenny all together, but instead, they came down harder on her. Jenny was expected to do well in every class (even history!), keep up all her extracurricular activities, and (at Margret’s encouragement) be the ‘perfect little lady’ so everyone else overlooked her sister. And, she was expected to do all of this with very little positive encouragement or rewards. Even at eleven, Jenny was sure of one thing: the words perfect, little, and lady, defiantly did not describe her.

Secondly, Jenny discovered a power of her own. It was late one night, after Jenny had watched a horror movie (without her parent’s permission) and she was still riding an adrenalin rush. Lying in bed wasn’t doing any good, so Jenny decided to get up and get a glass of water. Her bathroom had two doors, one leading into her bedroom and one off of the family room. Just as she was about to go back to bed, she heard movement behind the second door. Her curiosity got the better of her, so she turned the lights out and pulled the door open just enough to see out. In the darkness, Jenny could make out her parents sitting on the coach beneath a pool of light, studying some paper work.
“I don’t know about this dear,” her mother whispered, “It seems so…experimental.”
“That’s because it is,” her father explained, “But it would get her out of the house. And think about it. She could help fix so many other children.”
There was some mumbling too quiet for Jenny to hear as her mother looked through some more papers.
“And no one would ever know? And you’d still know how she was though?” her mother finally asked.
“No one would ever know, we’d say we sent her to some boarding school. And yes, my connections that got her into this program would keep me informed on any progress.”
There was a long moment of silence before Margaret finally sighed. She nodded yes once, then stood and walked into the master bedroom. James turned out the light on the table and followed quickly.

Jenny waited for a few moments, cautiously eyeing the paperwork they’d left on the coffee table. A million thoughts were rushing through her head. None of what she had heard sounded good. Experimental, fix so many others, no one would ever know…. Did that mean that she would never know what happened to her sister? Jenny cast a glance towards her parent’s room and quietly slipped out into the darkness. She made her way over to the coffee table and scooped up some of the papers. She couldn’t make anything out in the darkness and had to steal over to the window. Beneath the window, Jenny could see that the papers were laid out like a booklet. She flipped through the pages, unable to understand what it was talking about, until she got to a page full of pictures. Jenny froze, the face of a small child stared back to her, sitting in a long, white room, filled with beds…and needles, and lab equipment, and machines.

Jenny threw the papers back on the coffee table, her eyes filling up with tears, and sank to the floor. She was almost twelve years old…not even a teenager yet, and she knew that what she was looking at was wrong. Jenny knew that she had to tell Jamie. Jamie was sixteen, she could runway somewhere. But before Jenny could sneak off to her sister’s room, her father remembered that he’d left the papers out where his children could see them. Jenny panicked when she realized her father was coming. He’d see her and get angry and she’d never have the chance to warn Jamie. Jenny knew she had to hide. Without thinking she crawled under the coffee table. From the darkness of his bedroom doorway, James couldn’t see her. But as he drew closer, Jenny was afraid that he would be able to. She closed her eyes tightly, wanting only to disappear into the darkness. In her fright, she thought she imagined the air pulsing around her. When she opened her eyes, James was standing directly beside her, reaching down to gather up his papers. He was going to see her…but he didn’t. He retrieved his things and hurried off to bed. Jenny sat in the darkness for a moment, an odd, wonderful feeling coming over her. She felt completely free, as if she could do whatever she wanted to and no one would stop her. The feeling scared her, but not as much as her next realization. Upon looking down at her hands, Jenny discovered that she could no longer see them…them or any other part of her. Somehow, she had become invisible. And then, right before her eyes, her hands faded back, then her arms, and the rest of her…she started to panic again.

No- she didn’t have time. First, she had to warn her sister. The next morning, Jamie was gone when her parents woke up. They didn’t know where she had gone, and after a while, they didn’t care. Jenny told no one, not even Jamie, about what had happen. She didn’t think she was old enough to run away and she was afraid of where her parents might send her if they knew. So she went along as if everything was normal. But it wasn’t. From that day forward, Jenny always had this marvelous sensation that she could feel the light around her, she could sense it bouncing back and forth, off some objects and right through others. Whenever that sensation became very powerful, Jenny knew that she was about to become invisible or suddenly change the color of something around her. Whenever that happened, she simply locked herself in her room. James and Margaret didn’t even notice. After Jamie left, they started really did start to ignore Jenny. She was finally free to be herself.

Between her twelfth and thirteenth birthday, Jenny really began to figure out who she wanted to be: a tomboy (who even at that young age definitely didn’t look like a boy) who liked sports, playing the piano (not learning to play the piano- that was torture!), contemporary dance, science and jeans. It was one of the best years that she can remember, with the exception that she had no clue where or how her sister was. It was on her thirteenth birthday, however, that everything went to hell- again.

Jenny doesn’t really remember what happened, but whatever it was, it was big. Her powers seemed to…peak. Her parents were furious, her neighbors definitely knew, and Jenny was very scared. If it hadn’t been for the X-Men, Jenny doesn’t know what would have happened to her. But they were there when she needed them. The bought her to the X-Mansion, the only truly happy home she has ever known. Growing up at the mansion, Jenny took as many science, physical, and mechanical classes as she could. Mechanics started on a dare. Her friends all decided that they should sign up for Professor Summers’ class, being that he was one of the hottest professors ever. Most of them dropped out of the class, but Jenny discovered that she liked knowing how things worked. And there was something about being in a room full of cars and motorcycles…it was a turn on for her. She also worked hard at understanding how her powers worked. She truly believes that understanding what’s behind them is the key to controlling them.

Now, at the age of nineteen, Jenny is a student at Bishop University and Xavier Institute and working at the country club as an on call pianist. She has two main goals. The first is to become a member of the X-Men so she can help people just as they have helped her. Her second goal is to become a teacher at the Xavier Institute. With the help of Professor X and other teachers, Jenny decided that she would like to help other mutants discover and understand how their powers work. Thus, she is enrolled in all types of classes from biology to psychology.

She has also recently moved out of the dorms and into an apartment, close enough that she can skip over to the mansion anytime she feels like it, but taking care of herself and being a little more independent (and also able to stay out as late as she wants to). It’s a tiny, two bedroom apartment (just in case she decides she wants a room mate), but it’s home sweet home. Only one thing bothers Jenny. It’s been almost seven years since she’s seen her sister…maybe they’ll run into each other, someday.

This post has been edited by Seren11 on Jul 14 2009, 01:16 AM

[SQUEE!]

Well, we definitely have that many characters (50 - well, we have 49, but still), but we're set in 2009 and Megan Fox is already claimed! Otherwise, I think Jennifer would fit in quite well! The Fugitive Generation is an AU X-Men site, rated R, intermediate to advanced (members post from 400 to 1400 words a post, sometimes more), and I think you could find a place for her pretty quickly in one of our factions (they're not much like from the comics anymore, lol). Hope you give us a look! Thanks!

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Across the world, mutants like us live in constant fear. We are afraid of ourselves,
afraid of one another, and afraid of the world we have been born into. But our fear is nothing
compared to the madness of the normal world.

The year is 2009. In 2004, a government sponsored action known as the McAllister Act
changed the face of the world as everyone knew it. Mutants were outlawed, and the government
ordered their capture and execution. Hundreds died, thousands more went into hiding.
Professor Xavier was assassinated and the Xavier Institute left in ruins, students either
captured or scattered to the wind. Jean Grey disappeared, presumed dead. The mutant
known by the alias of Magneto was killed in a bombing. Storm, Rogue, both dead. All sides
lost people – the X-Men, the Brotherhood, everyone. But they were not dead. Not yet.

Day by day we struggle to survive. What do we have left to live for? There is no future.
There is barely a present. All we know is that we bleed, we hurt, we’re still alive, but is there
a reason anymore? They all hate us. The whole world wants us dead.

The McAllister Act spawned a paramilitary organization known as the Mutant Enforcement
Unit, comprised of the best and brightest soldiers, in addition to mutants who have
been given the choice of serving the government or execution. Together they have
been tasked with capturing and executing mutants from coast to coast, but their power
is spreading outside of the borders of the United States. Soon, no matter their nationality
or location, mutants will be in danger everywhere.

So we keep fighting, keep trying to make it to tomorrow, but who knows how long we can
last. Each and every day another one of us dies. Our numbers are dwindling. It is only
a matter of time before none of us are left, before the word “mutant” is just an afterthought,
a distant memory.

These mutants have been declared the Fugitive Generation.
In the city of New York, more and more mutants are congregating with an assortment of
factions trying to find someone to protect them, but even the strongest mutant cannot hold
out for much longer. The government is closing in.

What else can we do? Give up and die? No. We have to fight.

The Fugitive Generation is an AU Intermediate to Advanced X-Men RPG, rated R for
adult content and violence. We are recruiting both canon and original characters
to join our dark and disturbing vision of the X-Men world. If you think you can cut it, please
join and see for yourself how long you can survive.

[ Home - Plot - Canon List - Rules - Application ]

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[Weaver]

Ello!

Clean Black Slate is a AU X-Men, movieverse if that's still okay. Megan Fox is taken, I'm afraid. We have some AU twists and original ideas (like original faction groups) along with some of the canon stuff as well. I think Jennifer would be an awsome addition to our board, if you like us (and I hope you do! lol)

Everything you know can change in the blink of an eye...

What if Xavier didn't die after his confrontation with the Phoenix?

What if Scott didn't die?

What if Jean began to fight the Phoenix?

What if the battle of Alcatraz ended differently?

It's just a clean black slate, just waiting to be filled...

[Bumblee]

I'm on Clean Black Slate as a player. It's a great board. I was about to suggest it but one of the admin beat me to it. Lo Eric!

[Seren11]

Thanks, I'll take a look at the ones posted so far! :)

[Sparky]

Hey! We are not XMen based, but we are an original mutants site with Megan Fox open, so I think she would fit in. We'd love to have you!

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HEY YOU! YEAH, YOU!
YOU THINK YOU KNOW WHAT'S GOING ON?
YOU'VE GOT NO IDEA, KID.

So at every point, every kid has dreamed of being a superhero. Don't deny it. You used to dream about being Clark Kent, Peter Parker, Wonder Woman, Jean Grey, any of them. Well all the sudden, in the year 2004, some very special people got to live out their dreams- real life superheroes. Referred to as 'deviates' because they are 'deviations' from the norm, theories about where they came from raged. These theories ran the gamut from works of Satan to insane theories about the government poisoning the water supply.

One scientist stood up and stated it was none of this, it was simply the next step in evolution, and was nearly killed for it. He began a team of deviates called the Legionnaires, a sort of police force. Meanwhile, the government began setting up a team of their own, known simply as the Scouts, and gathered a group of scientists together to begin a study of deviates known simply as the Inquisitor Project (a project with less then moral methods, as evidenced by the fact that their name is taken from the Spanish Inquisition)- none of this known to the public of course. A radical religious group known as the Apostles rose as well, and a group of deviate supremacists known as the Samaritans has also been born in blood. The Nomads are powerful deviates on the run from the government, desperate to survive in a world where they are now the hunted.

We take the scene to Dallas, Texas, home of the Scouts, the Legionnaires, Nomads, Samaritans, Apostles, Inquisitors, plain citizens, all just trying to carve a life out for themselves in a different world. Though to say Dallas is different, or the world for that matter, would be an understatement. The presence of deviates has turned the world upside down, opinions as diverse as their owners. The definitions of good and evil have corroded, blurring lines and taking what was once black and white and deforming it into many shades of GREY.