Broomhead is a real last name. It made me laugh when I saw it....
Age: sixteen
Status: sophomore
Powers: his powers revolve around electricity. He learns to read the faintest magnetic and electric fields, even those in the mind, muscles, and nerves. While he can't pin down specific thoughts a person is having, he can predict what they're going to do and they're emotions (if powerful enough). He is one of twenty super-powered people in the United States. The United States has the least Superhumans out of all the world.
History: he's lived a basically normal life with a few weird instances. He has a normal family with an average salary, car, pet, etc..
His English teacher is Mr. Careless (that's important).
Personality: he's geeky, but good-natured. He's not well-liked by those around him, due to odd habits. Only Mr. Careless has faith in him to be more than average.
Tuesday, August 24, 2010
Monday, August 23, 2010
Winter's Child
Well, as I'm the only person as of yet to not contribute...I figure I will, but only to avoid the potential nagging I'll get :)
Because I'm lazy, I'm just going to paste in here the description I've already made for him (I tend to be obsessive-compulsive about my characters like that). I'll edit the parts that give away his secrets. Oh, and so you know, this character lives in a fictional world:
Wint (Winter’s Child)
Age: 17
Looks: 8-year-old physique, blonde hair, penny-brown eyes, pug-nose, left-handed
History: Wint appeared as a baby at a specialized center for unwanted male infants. He grew up there, where he learned about the perfect world outside the walls that he lived in, the legendary technology that had not been incorporated into his home, knowledge of the natural world, and training in hand-to-hand combat weapons, contrary to the more modern type in existence. He stopped growing when he was eight years old, and even the most modern scientists, trained in genetics and the like, could not find a reason for his stunt. None of his body ever developed past that age, giving him a saddened existence, but the kind treatment of the others in the center never gave him bitterness for his condition. He is optimistic and adventurous, but any fantasies he has are attacked by his factual teachers.
Personality: Wint's upbringing has taught him that the world is a carefully oiled machine, and so he views through eyes of optimism and altruism. This does, however, prove a disadvantage when he is thrown into the real world, where his inexpertness about the way society works shows a conflict, and he struggles to match his expectations to what he sees. Also from this upbringing, he expects a world of math, not caring. He knows that others must be treated with compassion, but only because it keeps things peaceful and productive. Values and morals are tools for happiness.
He also struggles with his growth disorder. Though he is optimistic, he is unhappy with his circumstances. When for the first time others treat him with disdain, he reacts with fire. He learns to hate looking young and seeks actively to change his position, which is the first driver of the story. As he is continually rejected in his attempts, he grows more and more frustrated.
Wint is a firm advocate of magic, first to try and solve his curse, second because it is valuable to others. He disagrees with King Amasa, who after taking over destroyed every instance of magic he could find, replacing it with technology.
Dameon
If you've been on workstation lately you might have read my story with Kate, but I didn't post the part with Dameon in it, so to introduce you to him...
Dameon, age 15
His parents died when he was young enough that he doesn't know his last name. He would be charming and debonair if it weren't for his teasing sense of humor and the fact he has no sense of grammar. He takes care of his shy younger sister, but also tries to get her to be more outgoing. When he finds Kate alone and helpless he is willing to help with almost no information. He is kind and considerate, but still a hormonal teenager, though he has NO interest in girls.
He is average height, skinny, and dirty. His hair is brown and unkempt and his eyes are big and brown. His smile is almost bigger than his face, and is a nearly permanant feature.
Dameon, age 15
His parents died when he was young enough that he doesn't know his last name. He would be charming and debonair if it weren't for his teasing sense of humor and the fact he has no sense of grammar. He takes care of his shy younger sister, but also tries to get her to be more outgoing. When he finds Kate alone and helpless he is willing to help with almost no information. He is kind and considerate, but still a hormonal teenager, though he has NO interest in girls.
He is average height, skinny, and dirty. His hair is brown and unkempt and his eyes are big and brown. His smile is almost bigger than his face, and is a nearly permanant feature.
Kadim & Menna
Kadim (kah-DEEM) is heir to the throne of a tiny, overlooked country called Majivana (I combined the Arabic word Ma meaning 'water' and the Hindi word Jivana meaning 'life'. There is a spring which the city is built around that hasn't run dry in two generations) squished between Pakistan and India, just a few miles northeast of the Arabian sea. I've also stolen a lot of the culture from Indian history, with a little Arabic merchant/nomad thrown in.
Kadim is short for his age, and young for prince. He's not the first born, as most heirs should be, but all of his older brothers have married into other, larger dynasties, leaving their home town for good, although they love to drop in and offer military aid and highly opinionated advice to their little brother. Their father, Ojas, a large, broad-chested, round-bellied king was much loved by his subjects, for he always taught his children equity, loyalty, justice, mercy and the duty a king had to his people. Kadim always admired his father, but, of course, he's got big shoes to fill (except kings never wear shoes). Ojas' death is an enigma to the royal physicians, and Kadim's mother is now a widow and only her former station of First Wife and Queen allows her to remain in the palace at all.
Now the kingdom fully rests on Kadim's shoulders, or it would, except the much taller, albeit ancient, advisors to his late father got it first. In Majivana, a Prince can only become King and assume total rule over his country under two conditions. 1) All the old advisors must die, and 2) the prince must first marry.
The former condition was made so that wisdom could be past between generations of rulers. Only when the last Viser has gone the way of all the earth can the prince appoint his own advisors. Kadim dislikes his father's Advisors, who look down their noses at him as still a young child.
Kadim enjoys practicing different fighting techniques with his body guard and good friend, a tall, black-skinned foreigner named Julius who came to Majivana as an indentured servant, earned his freedom through the wars, and became famous for his strength and courage in battle.
Kadim always wanted to travel, but being tied down by a kingdom, and traveling being dangerous, he instead pays great expenses to collect rare flora and fauna from far-away lands and keeps them in the royal menagerie.
Kadim is old-fashioned and believes a woman is a precious jewel to be admired, paid for, polished, and protected. They are, however, worrisome, tiring, and expensive. He can't imagine having one constantly around, let alone several dozen, like his father did and advisors and brothers do. He is very opinionated, and though he's polite and naturally generous, he still believes that royalty are indeed better than those they rule over. That's why they rule over them.
With the latter condition of Kadim's coronation, we meet Menna. Menna is a daughter to an old war hero gone farmer. She lives in a clay hovel with her Father, who still loves to retell the War Years in great detail and splendor; her mother, who is frazzled and aged by the worries of raising four children, along with the usual famine and pestilence; her oldest brother Salim, a tall and burly farmer boy with a broad, easy smile who is very slow to take a offence, but quick to offend--usually on accident; her older sister Sarina, a talkative and strong-willed girl with about eleven boys vying for her hand, but who is more interested in Menna's love life; and her younger brother, Dharma, a stormy boy who starts fights often with the other boys and loses, who Sarina frequently calls "Fool of a Dharma". Menna is the only person he ever opened up to and doesn't want her to get married, because then she'll have to live in her husband's household. Menna has a quiet voice, but is extremely stubborn. She's fairly short, with her thick, black hair halfway to the floor. Too busy for interests, she helps her father in the fields with her brothers instead of in the house and town with her mother and Sarina. Her favorite time of year is semiannual Harvest, when almost everyone has enough food and people smile more. She believes oceans and horses are mythological and hopes to never marry, mostly because she fears widowhood and she doesn't do well with children, probably because she thinks they'll be like Dharma or the boys who beat him up. She's especially close to Salim, who generally helps with keeping the suitors at bay. He thinks no man alive is good enough for his sisters, although he wants to see them looked after.
Menna is a worrier. Her greatest fear is raiders, who could come across the desert and ransack Majivana, like they did in her father's stories. This as grown into a fear of almost all men, except for her father, brothers, and a few cousins. She worries, too, about her mother's failing health and a how hoarse her voice has gotten lately. Lastly, she worries about her own reputation. Girls should not be working in fields. They should be preparing for marriage indoors. They should only work during harvest, when every hand is needed. Her secret wish is to one day meet King Ojas.
Kadim is short for his age, and young for prince. He's not the first born, as most heirs should be, but all of his older brothers have married into other, larger dynasties, leaving their home town for good, although they love to drop in and offer military aid and highly opinionated advice to their little brother. Their father, Ojas, a large, broad-chested, round-bellied king was much loved by his subjects, for he always taught his children equity, loyalty, justice, mercy and the duty a king had to his people. Kadim always admired his father, but, of course, he's got big shoes to fill (except kings never wear shoes). Ojas' death is an enigma to the royal physicians, and Kadim's mother is now a widow and only her former station of First Wife and Queen allows her to remain in the palace at all.
Now the kingdom fully rests on Kadim's shoulders, or it would, except the much taller, albeit ancient, advisors to his late father got it first. In Majivana, a Prince can only become King and assume total rule over his country under two conditions. 1) All the old advisors must die, and 2) the prince must first marry.
The former condition was made so that wisdom could be past between generations of rulers. Only when the last Viser has gone the way of all the earth can the prince appoint his own advisors. Kadim dislikes his father's Advisors, who look down their noses at him as still a young child.
Kadim enjoys practicing different fighting techniques with his body guard and good friend, a tall, black-skinned foreigner named Julius who came to Majivana as an indentured servant, earned his freedom through the wars, and became famous for his strength and courage in battle.
Kadim always wanted to travel, but being tied down by a kingdom, and traveling being dangerous, he instead pays great expenses to collect rare flora and fauna from far-away lands and keeps them in the royal menagerie.
Kadim is old-fashioned and believes a woman is a precious jewel to be admired, paid for, polished, and protected. They are, however, worrisome, tiring, and expensive. He can't imagine having one constantly around, let alone several dozen, like his father did and advisors and brothers do. He is very opinionated, and though he's polite and naturally generous, he still believes that royalty are indeed better than those they rule over. That's why they rule over them.
With the latter condition of Kadim's coronation, we meet Menna. Menna is a daughter to an old war hero gone farmer. She lives in a clay hovel with her Father, who still loves to retell the War Years in great detail and splendor; her mother, who is frazzled and aged by the worries of raising four children, along with the usual famine and pestilence; her oldest brother Salim, a tall and burly farmer boy with a broad, easy smile who is very slow to take a offence, but quick to offend--usually on accident; her older sister Sarina, a talkative and strong-willed girl with about eleven boys vying for her hand, but who is more interested in Menna's love life; and her younger brother, Dharma, a stormy boy who starts fights often with the other boys and loses, who Sarina frequently calls "Fool of a Dharma". Menna is the only person he ever opened up to and doesn't want her to get married, because then she'll have to live in her husband's household. Menna has a quiet voice, but is extremely stubborn. She's fairly short, with her thick, black hair halfway to the floor. Too busy for interests, she helps her father in the fields with her brothers instead of in the house and town with her mother and Sarina. Her favorite time of year is semiannual Harvest, when almost everyone has enough food and people smile more. She believes oceans and horses are mythological and hopes to never marry, mostly because she fears widowhood and she doesn't do well with children, probably because she thinks they'll be like Dharma or the boys who beat him up. She's especially close to Salim, who generally helps with keeping the suitors at bay. He thinks no man alive is good enough for his sisters, although he wants to see them looked after.
Menna is a worrier. Her greatest fear is raiders, who could come across the desert and ransack Majivana, like they did in her father's stories. This as grown into a fear of almost all men, except for her father, brothers, and a few cousins. She worries, too, about her mother's failing health and a how hoarse her voice has gotten lately. Lastly, she worries about her own reputation. Girls should not be working in fields. They should be preparing for marriage indoors. They should only work during harvest, when every hand is needed. Her secret wish is to one day meet King Ojas.
Sunday, August 22, 2010
Thomas "Ark" Careless
Careless, by the way, is a real last name. And in case you didn't know, Thomas is a real first name AND last name. His nickname, Ark, was given to him as a child. At the age of twelve, he weighed two-hundred pounds AND had a minister for a father. Ark seemed appropriate. Now, at the age of twenty-five, he's anything BUT overweight. He's skinny, fit, good-looking (tall, dark, and handsome kinda thing going for him). He's a published writer.
Likes: he always carries a bag of peanuts wherever he goes, saying that they're the source of his inspiration. When in the process of writing a novel, he consumes thousands of peanuts and downs at least fifty cans of Ginger Ale. He's attached to his dog, Bark, and his blind cat, Meow. He's a fan of action movies, paper-back novels, tacos, and flowers. He has a keen interest in swords, guns, and cars. He loves correcting people's English. His favorite musician is Bobby McFerrin.
Dislikes: his pet-peeve is when people snap gum anywhere, anytime. He hates alarm clocks, and avoids them at all costs. He doesn't get along with his father who wanted him to be a minister.
He is single, and wants to stay that way.
He's a straight Democrat.
Likes: he always carries a bag of peanuts wherever he goes, saying that they're the source of his inspiration. When in the process of writing a novel, he consumes thousands of peanuts and downs at least fifty cans of Ginger Ale. He's attached to his dog, Bark, and his blind cat, Meow. He's a fan of action movies, paper-back novels, tacos, and flowers. He has a keen interest in swords, guns, and cars. He loves correcting people's English. His favorite musician is Bobby McFerrin.
Dislikes: his pet-peeve is when people snap gum anywhere, anytime. He hates alarm clocks, and avoids them at all costs. He doesn't get along with his father who wanted him to be a minister.
He is single, and wants to stay that way.
He's a straight Democrat.
Friday, August 20, 2010
Jason and Jenny
Jason woke up one morning in a junk yard with amnesia.
He calls himself Jason because that's the name on the tag of the leather jacket he was wearing when he woke up. Luckily, after a week or two of sleeping on park benches, he discovered his affinity to engines, got a job at a Garage on the edge of town, and could barely afford a run-down apartment downtown.
Well-honed skills with a knife; an extensive knowledge of cars and motorcycles; a lingering smell of cigarettes on his jacket; the way muggers and law-abiding citizens all avoid him like the plague; his natural preference to alleyways; and a craving for peanut butter whenever he's nervous or agitated are the only clues he has to his past. He figures he must have been a pretty hardened criminal and tends to label himself as such, even though the only law he's broken since he woke up was the Speed Limit. He hates crowds, noisy women, hospitals, and shaving the cleft in his chin.
Jason is shorter than average, but thickly set. He usually wears loose-fitting, old jeans, t-shirts, black hiking boots, and of course, the leather jacket because he feels like it's the only key to his identity. His hair is almost black with highlights, which have grown out to the ends. His skin is pale and his eyes are icy blue. When faced with a difficult decision, like whether to buy Crunchy or Creamy, he tends to rub his prominently bumpy French nose and scratch his sideburns. While driving to and from work in his faded blue pickup truck he practically got for free, Jason will listen to anything on the radio with a guitar solo in it.
Jenny was born to a high-income parents who weren't planning on being parents. Her mother had long-since passed her prime and the birth was very difficult on her. After an emergency C-section and difficult recovery, her mother subconsciously resents her daughter, whom they named Jennifer, after her paternal grandmother. Both jenny's mother (a Socialite with her own column in a Financial Magazine) and her father (the owner of a large bank and large business investor) work constantly and unintentionally dumped their daughter on their many employed servants. Jenny learned early that children were meant to be seen as little as possible and not heard at all.
Just when Jenny started to have her own private tutor (even an inconvenient daughter of two rich parents is too good for public pre-school), The family stocks went south and her family lost half their wealth. Her mother turned to frequent nights "out" and wearing more make up than usual, and her father turned to drink. Many late nights, Jenny's rich, successful, well-breed father would start raving about how his financial ruin is due to an untimely daughter and beat jenny about once a week. The maids' salaries were doubled to keep them quiet. Jenny ran away three times. the last time, her parents didn't even know for two days, and then they didn't phone the police, for fear of their reputation.
Jenny is soft spoken and laughs and cries easily. She is slow to anger, but tends to hold on to grudges. She is very trusting, to a fault. She makes friends easily, and is completely loyal until her trust is betrayed. She's extremely flirtatious to any man with ears and a smile, but also blatantly innocent and gullible. She loves ball room dancing, soft rock, dogs, romance novels, the color purple, and her history classes. Jenny has been good-naturedly teased by her friends as an over-achieving grade-grubber. She's been known for puking before final exams.
Jenny is slightly taller than average and gangly; rumors have spread that she had an eating-disorder. She wears her reddish brown, straight hair in a bob. She believes her bony hands and freckles to be her personal cross, and her green eyes to be her one virtue. She loves wearing necklaces but is afraid to get her ears pierced. Her most prized possession is a stuffed rabbit backpack that she's had as long as she can remember, and it looks it.
He calls himself Jason because that's the name on the tag of the leather jacket he was wearing when he woke up. Luckily, after a week or two of sleeping on park benches, he discovered his affinity to engines, got a job at a Garage on the edge of town, and could barely afford a run-down apartment downtown.
Well-honed skills with a knife; an extensive knowledge of cars and motorcycles; a lingering smell of cigarettes on his jacket; the way muggers and law-abiding citizens all avoid him like the plague; his natural preference to alleyways; and a craving for peanut butter whenever he's nervous or agitated are the only clues he has to his past. He figures he must have been a pretty hardened criminal and tends to label himself as such, even though the only law he's broken since he woke up was the Speed Limit. He hates crowds, noisy women, hospitals, and shaving the cleft in his chin.
Jason is shorter than average, but thickly set. He usually wears loose-fitting, old jeans, t-shirts, black hiking boots, and of course, the leather jacket because he feels like it's the only key to his identity. His hair is almost black with highlights, which have grown out to the ends. His skin is pale and his eyes are icy blue. When faced with a difficult decision, like whether to buy Crunchy or Creamy, he tends to rub his prominently bumpy French nose and scratch his sideburns. While driving to and from work in his faded blue pickup truck he practically got for free, Jason will listen to anything on the radio with a guitar solo in it.
Jenny was born to a high-income parents who weren't planning on being parents. Her mother had long-since passed her prime and the birth was very difficult on her. After an emergency C-section and difficult recovery, her mother subconsciously resents her daughter, whom they named Jennifer, after her paternal grandmother. Both jenny's mother (a Socialite with her own column in a Financial Magazine) and her father (the owner of a large bank and large business investor) work constantly and unintentionally dumped their daughter on their many employed servants. Jenny learned early that children were meant to be seen as little as possible and not heard at all.
Just when Jenny started to have her own private tutor (even an inconvenient daughter of two rich parents is too good for public pre-school), The family stocks went south and her family lost half their wealth. Her mother turned to frequent nights "out" and wearing more make up than usual, and her father turned to drink. Many late nights, Jenny's rich, successful, well-breed father would start raving about how his financial ruin is due to an untimely daughter and beat jenny about once a week. The maids' salaries were doubled to keep them quiet. Jenny ran away three times. the last time, her parents didn't even know for two days, and then they didn't phone the police, for fear of their reputation.
Jenny is soft spoken and laughs and cries easily. She is slow to anger, but tends to hold on to grudges. She is very trusting, to a fault. She makes friends easily, and is completely loyal until her trust is betrayed. She's extremely flirtatious to any man with ears and a smile, but also blatantly innocent and gullible. She loves ball room dancing, soft rock, dogs, romance novels, the color purple, and her history classes. Jenny has been good-naturedly teased by her friends as an over-achieving grade-grubber. She's been known for puking before final exams.
Jenny is slightly taller than average and gangly; rumors have spread that she had an eating-disorder. She wears her reddish brown, straight hair in a bob. She believes her bony hands and freckles to be her personal cross, and her green eyes to be her one virtue. She loves wearing necklaces but is afraid to get her ears pierced. Her most prized possession is a stuffed rabbit backpack that she's had as long as she can remember, and it looks it.
Thursday, August 19, 2010
David Blacksmith
This is merely copied word for word (written a few months ago) from my notebook as a test to see what the posts look like on the blog. Whether we decide on a template to describe our characters on later is a voting issue. Personally, I think we should be able to describe our characters however the heck we want to, but oh well.
David Blacksmith
27
The world is conspiring against him, but that's a story matter.
Tamed, chocolate brown hair.
Not-so-devoted Catholic, but has morals and standard and more or less sticks to them.
Only slightly taller than average.
Isn't a person that talks on impulse, rather he keeps a lot to himself.
The only reason he's built solidly is genetics.
Doesn't knkow how much his friends love him.
A soft round face that puts a lot more emotion in everything than his words do.
David Blacksmith
27
The world is conspiring against him, but that's a story matter.
Tamed, chocolate brown hair.
Not-so-devoted Catholic, but has morals and standard and more or less sticks to them.
Only slightly taller than average.
Isn't a person that talks on impulse, rather he keeps a lot to himself.
The only reason he's built solidly is genetics.
Doesn't knkow how much his friends love him.
A soft round face that puts a lot more emotion in everything than his words do.
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