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TALLULAH ANNE CROSS

AT FIRST GLANCE

FULL NAME	"Tallulah Anne Cross. Pretty name, huh?"
NICK NAMES	"Only name I go by is Tally, nobody calls me Tallulah."
AGE	"Fourteen years old."
DATE OF BIRTH	"August 19, so I'll be fifteen soon."
GENDER	"Girl."
SEXUALITY	"Bisexual; I like boys and girls."
YEAR	"Freshman, so I'm the baby of the school"
SOCIO-ECON	"My family lives paycheck to paycheck, so we're pretty poor."

MIRROR, MIRROR, ON THE WALL

FACECLAIM	Chloe Grace Moretz
HEIGHT	5'2"
WEIGHT	112 lbs.
HAIR COLOR	Blonde
EYE COLOR	Green
COMPLEXION	Fair, with tanner skin in the summer.
NATIONALITY	American, with Irish and German roots.
APPEARANCE	"Am I pretty? Yeah, I think so. What do you think?" Tally is a small, stringy kid with gangly limbs and not a curve to speak of. She's an awkward adolescent who's too skinny for most of her clothes, shaped like a stick and with no meat on her bones. Still, she's a cute girl, not one who stands out or anything, but pretty all the same. Her combo of green eyes and blonde hair are attractive, paired with pink bow lips and a slightly upturned nose. She has a scar on her stomach from surgery after getting appendicitis when she was nine and a handful of tattoos (1,2,3,4) she got when she was thirteen. She has another scar on her left shoulder from an encounter in the city that went south, as well as multiple smaller scars on her knees from various clumsy moments where she tripped on sidewalks or off scooters as a kid.

BEYOND THE LOOKING GLASS

LIKES	"Well, I like lots of things. Music, ice cream, clothes, puppies. The usual. I like to argue with people, but only if I know I'll win. Space is cool, and I like looking at the stars; nature in general is pretty. Night time is my favorite, and I like rain better than sun. I like to draw, though I'm not very good, and the ocean is really lovely, though I've never seen it in person. And I like people and talking."
DISLIKES	"Well I don't like my dad, for starters. Or peanut butter. And I don't like being looked down on like I'm some kid, or being made to feel stupid. I hate losing and being wrong, and I hate when people underestimate me. School sucks, and I don't like math at all. I don't like summer with it's hot weather and long days, and I don't like not being in control of my life and losing. Also, beavers. I hate beavers."
BEST SUBJECT	"Science. I think it's interesting, so I pay attention in that class."
WORST SUBJECT	"Pretty much anything other than science. I don't like school very much, it's boring and I'm no good at studying. I think I'm worst at math, though. It's confusing and makes my head hurt."
STRENGTHS	"I'm fast. I can run and run for a real long time. Plus I'm wily. I may not be smart when it comes to stuff like math and history, but I've got plenty of street smarts. And I'm great at lying. I should be an actor I'm so good. It helps me get out of tight spots fast, 'cause I can come up with something real quick and nobody'll suspect a thing. I'm real perceptive; I've always been a pretty observant person, and I'm good at noticing behavioral changes in people. And I'm independent. I know how to hold my own and take care of myself."
WEAKNESSES	"I guess I can be a bit headstrong at times. Which is good sometimes, but most of the time it's me being real stubborn. Pigheaded is the word my mom used to describe me. I'm really impulsive. I don't tend to think things through or consider consequences, I kinda just go with my gut and wing it. I'm not much for planning things out. I'm really competitive, like almost too competitive, and I'll never admit when I'm wrong and when I've failed. I hate losing with a passion. I can be kinda insensitive at points 'cause I don't really filter what I say, and I don't really give much thought into other people's emotions. Also I have a really short attention span. It makes school and studying hard; I don't like to read and sit in lectures, which is, unfortunately, pretty much all school is. I don't do poorly in school 'cause I'm dumb or anything, I don't do well because it's boring and I don't pay attention. I guess I have a lot of flaws, but who doesn't? At least I acknowledge them."
HOBBIES	"I like to draw, like I said before. Art is nice. Listening to music is also fun, and makes me wish I knew how to play an instrument. I don't have the attention span for that, though.
PET PEEVES	"You know that thing people do sometimes where they pat your head and you can tell they're being all condescending and stuff? I can't stand that. I hate being looked down on. Also, I hate when people interrupt me. It's so annoying."
PERSONALITY	"I dunno. I'm me, and that's that." Tally is a child, that much is evident. She's impulsive and scatter-brained and demanding. Very headstrong and willful, she certainly can be hard to keep up with, and her pig-headedness makes her very argumentative and difficult to get along with at times. She's bad at admitting she's in the wrong and rarely does it, which can be very frustrating. Her defiance has given her mother a run for her money, that's for sure; she hates being restricted and she breaks rules she's presented with solely out of spite for being told what to do. She's a troublemaker, that's for sure. With a feisty, spit-fire attitude, she has a sharp tongue and tough fists, and she's not afraid to use either. Tally tends to get ahead of herself a lot of the time and overestimate her capabilities. She's the kid who'll pick a fight with someone twice her size and honestly think that she's capable of winning(which she normally isn't, since she's a skinny little thing.) She's impulsive and doesn't think things through or consider potential consequences or where her actions will lead her. Once she's made up her mind, she's set, and no amount of coaxing will convince her to change it. She has a knack for making really stupid choices just because she gets caught up in the moment and doesn't think things through. Despite her being street-smart, she's still just a dumb kid, and she has a tendency to make poor decisions and trust the wrong people. But she's a quick learner, and once she's made a mistake, she won't make it again. Forgiveness isn't really a word in Tally's dictionary, and she can hold a grudge for years. She'll punch a kid in the nose if she remembers that he made fun of her seven years ago, and that's a mild case. She likes to hold hands with revenge, even for petty things. She'll especially get back at someone if they mess with someone who she loves. Fiercely loyal, she'll defend her friends to the edge of earth and back, and she's someone who'll always have your back.  Tally's a cocky, willful, adventurous kid who likes to charge in and take control. She's independent and likes to be a leader(whether she's good at leading or not is another story) and can be a bit bossy and ignorant at times. She likes to think that she's right all the time, and doesn't listen to advice from others very often. She goes with her gut and believes in her instincts, which will take her sometimes in a good direction, but sometimes not. Tally can be a pain in the ass, but she's a strong, courageous kid with a lot of spirit.

THE HOUSE THAT BUILT ME

MOTHER	VERA ANNE FARMER- 42 - BARTENDER - "If you're gonna make it in this world you've gotta learn to be pretty and sweet. That's not you, Tally. You're blonde and pretty, but the minute you open your big mouth you're gonna be doomed."
FATHER	JACOB JOHN CROSS- 49 - UNEMPLOYED()- "You're destined to lead a shit life that'll end with you dead in a ditch. And I don't give a damn."
SIBLINGS	CEDRIC JOHN CROSS- 20 - STUDENT - BROTHER - "I can't stay here anymore, Tally. College is my only chance. I'll come back for you when I have a job, and everything will be great."
OTHER	HAL- DECEASED- MUSICIAN/DRUG DEALER- CARETAKER - "We've got nothing to lose, taking you in. Besides, I couldn't live with myself knowing some kid was wandering around Las Vegas homeless when I could've helped her." LUCY- 24 - STRIPPER - CARETAKER - "You deserve better than this. Damn, you're just a kid. Kids are supposed to live in some house in the suburbs playing tag and having sleepovers and shit. Not this." MIA- 24 - STRIPPER - CARETAKER - "Listen, Tally. The biggest mistake you can make in life is pitying yourself. You can't feel sorry for yourself because the shit hit the fan. You have to suck it up and deal with it." PATRICK- 21 - TATTOO ARTIST - CARETAKER - "You've got a quick mind, quick feet, and quick fingers. That'll take you farther than looks or sweet words."

SOMEBODY THAT I USED TO KNOW

HISTORY

"My life's not some sob story to pity me over. I didn't even have that bad of a childhood, and it's not like I was ever hit or anything. My mom dropped out of college when she was twenty one and started to bartend, where she met my some guy. She then got pregnant with my brother and the guy bailed. For six whole years my mom took care of my brother, Cedric, on her own. According to Cedric it was tough, but mom was good at being a parent. She would play with him whenever she could, even when she was exhausted from work. They lived in this dingy old apartment because my mom barely had any money, but they eventually got kicked out because my mom wasn't able to pay rent. So she and Cedric jumped around on different couches for a few months. That was hard on Cedric, because he wasn't able to go to school, which caused the government people to go after my mom because they thought Cedric was being neglected and he was truant and all that legal stuff. So my mom moved from New Jersey to the lovely state of Arizona, where she met another guy who let her and my brother stay at his place. After a few weeks he got my mother pregnant again, and I was born. Dad stuck around and swore that he was gonna support all of us, and for the first five or so years it was really good. Ced remembers it better than me, because he was older. We were happy and mom started to study again along with working at the bar and my dad had a stable job at a construction company and was saving up money. But then, when I was five, my dad got fired. Then he got caught trespassing in some rich person's backyard because he had gotten really drunk and then decided that he wanted to go swim in their pool or something. Which would be hilarious, had he not punched the owner of the place in the nose when he confronted my dad, and then assaulted the officer who came to arrest him and then tried to run off. So my dad landed his ass in jail. My mom had to stop studying again and work a lot more to keep me and Cedric fed and with a roof over our head. After a year in jail my dad got out, but he wasn't able to get a job and he had turned to alcohol. When I was nine my parents got in this huge fight, and then my dad just walked out. Left. Never came back, I haven't seen him since. We got kicked out of our apartment, and we had to go back to hopping between couches of people my mom was friends with. It was hard, but at least I had Cedric. We always got along really well. Until he got accepted into college. I didn't want him to go, but he said that it was our best bet of a better life and that he would come back and get me. Except I haven't heard from him in over a year. He would write, but his messages got less and less frequent, and then they stopped. When I was twelve I left. My mom started drinking, dad and Cedric were gone, and I was expelled from school after several altercations of violence, verbal exchanges that were not appreciated, and an incident involving the principal's car and a bat. So I had nothing keeping me in our small town in Arizona. I managed to hitch hike to Las Vegas, where I was homeless for a few days until I ran into some people who decided to take me in. There was Hal, who was twenty something and played in a band and had a cocaine issue. Then there was Lucy and Mia who were girlfriends, both really nice women who worked at one of the strip clubs. And there was Logan, the youngest at nineteen, who was exceptionally good at stealing things and the one who taught me how to lie well and not get caught doing stuff I'd get in trouble for, like thievery or trespassing. He was a tattoo artist, and he's the one who gave me my tattoo for my thirteenth birthday almost two years ago. I got a couple more over the course of that year.  Then I got my powers, near my fourteenth birthday. Hal got in a fight with someone and that someone brought a knife and stabbed Hal in the side. Lucy and Mia carried him back to the apartment and put him on the couch. When I touched the stab wound, Hal seemed to relax while I felt the worst pain I'd ever felt before in my side, and I yelled and let go. As soon as I let go, the pain went away but Hal started to grit his teeth again. Apparently, when I touched the wound I transferred the pain onto myself and off of him, but as soon as I let go it came back. Unfortunately, it did nothing to heal the wound, and Hal bled to death because we didn't have money for a hospital and he didn't want to get caught by the police since he was wanted for drug dealing. Two days later I was walking through the streets and some guy grabbed my arm and tried to drag me into an alleyway. Within a second of grabbing me he let go, screaming. I ran off. Then, one day Lucy gave me a hug. For a moment it was fine, but then she screeched and let go, saying she felt immense pain that left as soon as she let go of me. After multiple more incidents like this, I soon began to learn that anytime anyone touched me for more than one second, they began to feel immense pain. Terrified of the power, I left, not wanting to hurt my friends. I briefly returned home. When I showed up, a recruiter was there to take me here. My mother was so drunk, I don't think she comprehended any of what was going on. I had nowhere else to go and was scared about my power, so I agreed. Hopefully at Ashford I can learn to control my power and hold it back so it doesn't harm anyone I touch."

ALL THE SMALL THINGS

POWER	Odynokinesis
POWER DESCRIPTION	Pain manipulation. The ability to create, transfer, and manipulate pain. It's definitely not a fun power. Tally can inflict pain on others by simply touching them; unfortunately, she has no control of this. There is a one second window where contact with Tally's skin doesn't hurt, but after that one second whoever is touching her flesh will feel immense pain. This pain lasts as long as contact remains between Tally and the the person. This pain is transferred to them unwillingly on Tally's part. When she is willingly hurting someone, as long as they are within sight of her she can harm them. She doesn't need to touch them, just be able to see them. She does not yet have control on how much pain, though she's slowly starting to learn how to regulate the amount of pain she inflicts. She can also absorb the pain others are feeling by touching the part where pain is felt. However, the pain is just transferred to Tally, so she feels the pain instead of the original victim. The more comfortable Tally becomes with her power, the more pain she is able to handle. Currently the amount of pain Tally feels is about 75% of what the original person feels. If, when touching a person's wound and absorbing their pain, she touches someone else, the pain is immediately transferred to whoever she is touching rather than herself.
SPECIAL ITEMS	Tally isn't exactly a sentimental person. She has a picture of her and her friends from Vegas, but that's it. The rest of her items are just clothes and a book she draws in. Her clothing mainly consists of black skirts, leggings and tights, long sleeves shirts, jackets and hoodies, socks, gloves, and pretty much anything that covers as much of her skin as possible in order to minimize the amount of accidental contact she has with people that might cause them pain. She has a pair of black gloves that she never takes off.

PULLING THE STRINGS

ALIAS	SIMPLICITY
CREDITS	THIS APP WAS CREATED BY RYN ★

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