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Name: Lyric
Monroe
Codename: Null
Nicknames:
Age: 22
Place
of Residence: San
Francisco, CA
Occupation: Executive
Assistant
Family: Miranda
and Davis Monroe (parents |
Physical
Description
Height: 5'
11"
Weight: 120
Hair: Blonde
Eyes: Blue
Distinguishing
Features: Small Ying Yang
tattoo on her back
Powers/Abilities:
Psionic-Telepath-Memory
projection/Psishield
Memory
projection: Lyric has the
ability to fool with
memories. She can erase
memories, leaving a blank hole in
their mind, or tamper with
existing memories (how they
remember it, she can make someone
remember what normally would have
been a pleasurable experience as
a horrific experience). She
can do it from across the room,
but the closer she is, the more
precise she is.
Psichield: Unable to be
scanned telepathically. She
can extend her power to cover a
room, making everyone in it
unable to be scanned
telepathically.
Psychological
Background: Lyric is highly
organized in everything she
does. She borders on
obsessive compulsive with it
all. She doesn't get along
with her parents, and hasn't
spoken to them since she was
sixteen. Can multi task
with the best of them.
She's perfected the bland, yet
friendly face she often uses in
meetings. She's extremely
hard to get to know, keeping
everything under that bland, yet
friendly expression. The
more she gets angry, the more she
smiles. She doesn't yell,
ever, and pours her emotions into
her gardens and plants. She
prefers to be outside, and takes
that opportunity whenever she
can. When absolutely
demanded of her, will dress
business appropriate.
Otherwise, it's jeans, tank tops
or band t-shirts for her.
Loves music and attends all the
concerts she can.
Personality
Quirks/Hobbies: Is constantly
texting on her phone. Is
surrounded by plants in her area
of the office, and in her
apartment. Even talks to
her plants, convinced it makes
them grow faster. Hates
wearing her long hair up, says it
gives her a headache. Loves
to wear high heels, even if she
almost six feet tall in bare
feet, even in faded, worn jeans.
History:
Lyric's
parents were the type that should
never have gotten married.
But they did, because her mother
was pregnant. Lyric came
into the world in the middle of a
screaming match. Her
parents never hit each other, but
there was a lot of screaming and
yelling when she was growing
up. She learned quickly to
watch where she stepped, lest she
step on a broken glass or shards
of a lamp.
When she was two
years old, she came down with
bacterial meningitis, that had
the potential of killing
her. Her parents watched
her go through seizure after
seizure, convinced she'd become a
vegetable from it all, and
grasped the only straw offered to
them, a special program
to cure children.
Miraculously she recovered, but a
chief side effect of the
treatment would not be seen for
years.
Her parents were
either fighting like cats and
dogs, or acting like teenagers
first in love. Because of
this unpredictability and the
fact that she never knew which
way was up, she never invited
friends home, and became almost a
loner. She had friends in
school, but that's where they
stayed, in school. She
couldn't risk bringing one home,
and seeing her parents in the
middle of one of their big
fights.
It made for a
lonely childhood, and her parents
were too involved in each other
to really notice, so she learned
to be independent at an early
age. She was doing her
laundry by the time she was nine,
because her mother usually
forgot. She learned to
cook, because she couldn't count
on her parents, especially when
one or both of them would go
storming out of the house at any
moment and not return for a day
or so.
When she was
fourteen, she discovered she had
an amazing ability to fool with
people's memories, and practiced
on her parents, making them
forget their stupid fights, only
to learn that they'd just find
something new to fight
about. But she still
perfected her ability on them.
When she was
sixteen, she had had
enough. She packed a bag
and got into her car and
left. It took two months
for her parents to find her, and
when they did, she told them,
quietly and calmly, exactly what
she thought of them and their
behavior. They continued to
pay her car insurance until she
was eighteen, and respected her
decision not to contact
her. Every once in a while
she'll get a birthday card from
them that she'll throw out after
checking to see if there's money
in it.
She got her GED two
days before her eighteenth
birthday, and enrolled in night
school, learning about business
and finance part time, while
working at different offices and
firms as a secretary. She
was also a waitress in a trendy
bar at one point.
She made
her way to San Francisco,
California, to work for an
insurance firm, where she met
Ryon Grey, who quickly stole her
from the insurance firm,
especially after learning she was
a mutant. She was tempted
to erase his memory of her
existence, but the pay was too
good, especially as she still
works toward her degree.
Special
Notes:
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