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Name: Chloe Grace Spinner

Age: 18

Sex: F

Appearance:

Chloe has a baby-face, big green eyes, and lots and lots of curly bright red hair. She looks very delicate and innocent, and she doesn't maintain eye contact well. Nervous energy is something Chloe bubbles with. She tends to wear comfy, layered clothes, and her face is a minefield of freckles.

Special Abilities:

Chloe has a creative eye, and she likes to draw - although she's never had the luxury of a sketchbook and charcoals so much. If there's a pen and paper she'll draw whatever is on her mind - and people. She likes to draw people.

Supernatural Affinity (Species/Group): Psychic/Telepath

Supernatural Affinity (Powers):

Level 4

Personality:

There are very definitely two sides to Chloe's personality. It's not split, in a true sense, it's just that there are two conflicting impulses. The first, and most outwardly prominent in social settings is a shy, sweet girl. She's soft spoken, she smiles easily(though it's difficult to get her to actually laugh), and she has a nearly childlike fascination with a lot of things. She sees the world through eyes that haven't experienced much of it, and that's clear occasionally with her reactions to normal, every day events. She's definitely a girl who can appreciate the little things, in a significant manner. While it's a little difficult for her to let people in in any true sense, she gets along alright with most, being her quiet self.

The other side of her engages when she feels threatened. When something offends her. The other part of Chloe is she's a girl with anger management issues that are fairly extreme. Perhaps it's due to the repression of so much for so long, or the massive injustice that has been her upbringing, but if she is set off? It's very difficult to predict her behavior. She can do anything from scream and yell, to get destructive or violent. It's like all of her emotions have a pressure gauge but anger. And once that blows, minimum safe distance should be reached.

History:

It started when she was four or five. No one's really sure exactly when, since at first people just thought she had imaginary friends, or she was a good little guesser. It wasn't until she was around six or seven that her parents and teachers began to believe something was truly 'off' about her. The first few years there, her elementary school days, for the most part, were spent with child psychologists, and her parents flip flopping back and forth between the opinion that something was the matter, or that everything was fine. She would intermittently be pulled out of school, when she would get upset for seemingly no reason, and all she could do to explain herself was to say that the other kids thought badly of her. That they were thinking bad things about her. Of course, when asked if she could hear them, she said yes. She hadn't learned to lie yet.

It was around the time she would have entered middle school that she was officially committed to a state hospital for the first time. Which was hell - because the thoughts of the people psychotic enough to be locked up in that place? They were filling her head. Constantly. She had a string of diagnosis' that didn't really fit, and would eventually be discarded, and a host of shrinks that would take a crack at her, sure they would be the one to find the problem and help it, all eventually withdrawing from her case for various reasons. Chloe learned from an early age that she unsettled people, and no one liked it when she could hear what they really thought. She learned that people thought something was wrong with her. For the longest time, she believed them. That maybe something was. That she was delusional, like they said. But no medications they put her on, no matter how off they made her feel, how slow or fuzzy, really effected anything. Those voices were still there.

Her most common misdiagnosis was schizophrenia, because of the voices, but she exhibited no other behavioral markers of the disorder. As she grew up, she would occasionally learn with a specific shrink what she needed to say to be sent home for a while, but considering she was psychic, not psychotic, and she still couldn't really tune things out (particularly on her medication), she would inevitably get sent back to the hospital.

In her teenage years she started getting a better understanding of her own ability, but it was limited until They showed up. They had better answers for her. They weren't telling her she was crazy. They came in, ran tests, and eventually told her about Telepathy (although that was a bit later). Most of all? They sent her Drew.

Drew, to Chloe, was a godsend. For the first time in her memory, the voices stopped. It was only her in her head. It was quiet. The voices of the mad weren't plaguing her, and it was like someone suddenly gave her her life back. Like someone had finally taken her out of a crowded room, where she could have a little peace.

She got along very well with him, fast forming a pleasant sort of bond. He was a really sweet guy, and she could tell he viewed her like a little sister. He'd come by and she always was very happy to see him, always greeting him with a huge hug that he never seemed to mind. They'd play games, go for walks, sometimes he was allowed to take her out for a couple of hours and he'd take her to the movies, etc. She grew very fond of him very quickly, and she could tell it was the same for him. And then, one day, he stopped coming.

At first she was worried that something happened. Then she was anxious that she'd done something wrong. Then she was angry that he hadn't been by. Eventually it circled fully back around to wondering what had happened, because she was sure he'd never just ditch her like that. Not for no reason. They didn't have satisfactory answers for her. And really, after attempting to blow her off, she just picked the information from their heads. Which was less what had happened, and more that he was on 'assignment' somewhere in Michigan and such.

They brought a few people to see her, to keep working with her abilities, to try and help her get to the next stage of it, and they did help. Although they were a bit too fond of locked doors, and drawing blood, and attaching electrodes to her head, and avoiding giving her straight answers. So mostly, Chloe did it on her own. She'd been working at things ever since she found out about what was really happening with her, and so she was better than they realized. Which was why she'd gotten the information on Drew from, and she didn't advertise that she had it. Like she didn't sing it from the rooftops when she learned how to start 'nudging' people. That was her word for it. Nudging. She'd just give a person a little mental nudge, just a suggestion, really, and usually they followed it, never the wiser that it hadn't been an urge borne of their own mind.

Once she got that down? She was the fuck out of there. Her escape was a little bloodier than she would have liked, but that survivor instinct had kicked in hard, and she wanted away from the people who'd taken Drew from her, the people she was trusting less and less, and she wanted away from the hospital. So, one of the big, kinda dim-bulb orderlies who was easy for her to nudge...he got close to her. Sure, it was because she kept telepathically manipulating him over a few weeks, but still. He got close. He got protective. And eventually he got the brilliant idea that the hospital was a Bad Place For Her. And therefore, one night, he broke her out. One other orderly got a nightstick to the face and swallowed three of his own teeth. Another wound up with an arm that was broken in three places. Plus, her escape was covered by a fire he deemed it necessary to set, that resulted in the deaths of two patients and one nurse. But she was out. She ditched the orderly once she was in the clear, not wanting to travel with the guy any farther than a few miles.

After that? It was easy to get where she needed to be. She was a very cute, frail looking girl, it wasn't hard to find people willing to give her a ride places. And she'd just nudge them along a little while she was at it. It didn't take her that long to get to Marquette. She got herself set up with a small pretty lame basement apartment, but the owner was easy for her to nudge, so she stays there and he always thinks she's paid the rent. Just like the school board thinks all of her paperwork checked out. Or was even filed in the first place.

She's not looking for a normal life any more. She's out on her own, all she wants is to survive, and to get the fuck away from the people who want to keep her trapped and crazy and use her as their very own mind-reading lab rat. Maybe one day she'll have something that resembles a sane life, but for now she's given up on that. So she's trying to fit in best she can so as to not draw attention to herself - be polite, and quiet, and as god-damn boring as she possibly can. She wants safety and she wants Drew, but no one in town so far that she's met knows about him. She'll just have to keep looking. And in the meantime? She's going to go to school. Real school, and no one knows her past here. No one knows she was ever called Crazy Chloe.

Weaknesses:

Faulty Control: Chloe has never had great control. Ever since she first started hearing voices, she's never really been able to tune everything out. She gets thoughts she doesn't want to hear, she knows things she doesn't want to know, and the only time it was ever quiet, that it was only her in her head was when she was with Drew.

Psychologically Damaged: For years, she thought she was fucking crazy. Everyone thought she was crazy. Most people still think she's crazy. She spent a whole hell of a lot of time in a state hospital, on a whole lot of medication she didn't actually need. She grew up around crazy people. The unending voices of the hopelessly mad were in stereo in her head all the time. She grew up being told what was happening to her was all in her head. She grew up with people winding up hating her, because why yes, she had heard that stray thought, and she didn't know well enough not to share it until she was older. Those who didn't think she was just nuts she scared. Chloe's life has not been a cakewalk, and that's taken it's toll, and it's been a harsh one. She's got a slew of phobias because of the time she spent locked up - both by "Them" and of course, when she was falsely sectioned.

Pharmacophobia: Chloe won't take meds. Since she got out, after spending her life drugged up in one way or another, and later discovering that it probably had a huge impact on the fact that she couldn't control her abilities? Yeah, she won't take anything. She won't even take aspirin. Nothing herbal, absolutely nothing. If someone tries to make her, she may well get violent.

Enochlophobia: Fear of crowds. She doesn't do well in crowds, so she'll avoid them like the plague. She won't go to sporting events, concerts, malls, etc. The most she can handle is school, and she generally gets a pass for being late to class, or leaving early, so she does not have to be in the hallways with all of the other students. She is also excused from pep ralleys, or other assemblys, or she can sit across the gym from everyone else.

Aphephobia: Chloe doesn't like being touched. You have to really earn Chloe's trust before she'll let you come anywhere near her - mostly it's a knee jerk reaction, because for a long time the only people who wanted to touch her? Were going to inject her with unwanted medication, do tests on her, or lock her up. She's intensly anxious about letting anyone get into close physical proximity unless she already knows she can depend on you.

Patchy Education: Due to being in and out of looney bins her whole life, and the being slapped with the 'crazy' label so early in life, Chloe's education hasn't been top notch. It's why she's still in school now, really, why she's attending MSHS even if she should have graduated by now if she'd had a normal upbringing. She's trying to catch up, and the system has allowed her in as a junior, with supplemental tests done each marking period to make sure she's got everything she needs. This doesn't mean she's stupid--far from it. It just means that she only went over how a bill becomes a law by watching schoolhouse rock as a kid, and isn't the best at algebra. There are occasional little trip-points she hits of things that she knows she probably should know, but doesn't. Usually when finding them she'll go out of her way to find the answer, but sometimes it's flat out an entire area of knowledge she's lacking in that she would need to study extensively to actually get it. She's self conscious about this and tries to hide it as much as she's able.

Strengths:

Survivor: She's been through hell and she's not going back. She'll do anything she needs to to survive, to be free, and that's an instinct that is impossible to suppress.

PB: Lena Katina