Miranda Joy Suery

[Miranda Suery]

The easy S T U F F . . .

Name: Miranda Joy Suery
Nickname: Mira, Mandy, Randy
Age: Twenty One
Member Group: University Student
Power: Force Field Creation
Side effects include: body going numb from usage of power, temporary blindness and hearing loss
Play By: Rooney Mara

Let it F L O W . . .

I don’t remember coming into this world. Who does really? All I know is that my parents took care of me right from the get go. I have three older brothers, which apparently makes me the baby in the family. It’s torture, to say the least, when people think you can’t take care of yourself. Emily and Rod, or mom and dad for me, have always supported me. They supported me when I was in elementary, coming home with tears in my eyes from boys and girls alike picking on me. I was, am, skinny for my age, and the teasing was relentless. I would arrive on the front steps of my house with tears in eyes that matched the cloudy sky, pieces of dark brown hair missing. Joshua, Matthew and Andrew had no problem defending me back then - back when fighting was on the school grounds and nearly harmless to those participating. My brothers told me I needed more backbone, that I shouldn’t let people walk all over me.

Mom and dad made sure I did well in middle school, which were probably the easiest and best years of my life. Still, I should have seen the foreshadowing of drama into high school. Ah high school. I remember it clearly. Not only did my powers manifest during the summer before I turned fifteen, but drama was all around me. And pressure, a lot of pressure. Suddenly I was going to be attending Hammel and my parents couldn’t be more pleased. I was excited that we would be moving from Minot, North Dakota to Pilot Ridge, Vermont.

My powers started terribly. A lot of pain, backaches mostly, blurry vision at random, and the doctors couldn’t come near me to see what was wrong. That was when I was recruited and shown how to manage my abilities and do homework. I still wonder if I chose my power, because suddenly people who had hurt me before couldn’t touch me – literally. It was like a dream come true, but it wouldn’t last long.

Remember how I was the fourth and last child? Well, now I was the third, but still last child. Josh, at 32, had died from a heart attack. It wasn’t a total shock, as the reality of obesity in my family has always been, but it wasn’t something anyone wanted. Who would? Matthew and Andrew, the twins, really changed then. Matt got married and moved away at 26 and Andy is still in school to become a doctor – our eldest brother being his inspiration. I graduated from Hammel with a heavy heart, but also some relief. The drama of high school would finally be over. I could say goodbye to my exes, ‘friends’, and leave some bad habits behind. I guess I had fallen in love once or twice, but I was young and stupid back then. I know better now. That’s what I keep telling myself anyways.

I inherited my grandmother’s horrible monthly cramps, something no one in my immediate family can understand. I had to see a gynaecologist about it, and I found out I can never have children. Endometriosis. As if being infertile is bad enough, I also have terrible mood swings, and am usually a very emotional person. I want to blame this, disease, condition, on the bad choices I made in high school. Or maybe a combination of the endometriosis and my lack of backbone, a sure fire way to get into a guy’s bed without thinking twice. I had nothing to lose, and I don’t like hurting feelings.

Taking a couple years off to travel Europe, I enjoyed being a stay at home Nanny for a lovely French couple, but I was starting to miss my family, and I knew I wanted to do more with my life than watch over a couple of spoiled children. I saw Paris, Venice, Rome, and once my appetite for adventure had been filled (and my thirst for boys with accents quenched), I went back to live with my parents, having absolutely no money to move out on my own. Not yet anyways, but I’m thinking about working at a club or bar come January, when I’m twenty one.

I don’t know what I’m doing at college, just following my brothers I guess. I have an intense passion for... rocks. Fossils, dinosaurs, that sort of thing. Yes, Geology. I prefer looking into the past than seeking out my own future. I find the stories buried within the earth fascinating, and I guess that’s what makes me appear abnormal from everyone else. I’m not a shy person, but I don’t seek others out. I’m at school to learn, and while I don’t mind going out every now and again to get away from the grind, I tend to be very scheduled. I still have a tendency to let people walk over me, I don’t know how to say no, and I want to be nice to people. I never fight back, but I guess that’s why I get used and taken advantage of. I have a backbone in my writing, but that’s easy. I guess I’m nice... Maybe too nice.

Behind the M A S K . . .

Name: Bre
Age: 20
RP Experience: 5 years I’d say
How did you find us?: RPG-D

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