Brooklyn Bell Murphy

[Brooklyn Murphy]

The Basics

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Name:Brooklyn Bell Murphy
Nicknames: Brooke
Age: 16
Orientation: Heterosexual
Desired Rank/Job: Student
Powers: Memory Manipulation. Brooklyn's entire memories are always a little fuzzy. Making her seem stupid or not as bright as Olivia's. She is very forgetful. all in all she causes other people's memories go dull (single memories or entire memories. though entire memories is harder and requires a lot more concentration.) People may feel hazy around her sometimes. She has mild headaches as par most mental abilitied metas and is constantly loosing things or forgetting things. She does have the ability to make memories so dull they may not be remembered almost at all or may seem like it was just a dream.
Play By:Emma Stone

The Details

Hair Color: Bright Red
Eye Color: Grey
Any Piercings? Ears
Any Tattoos? None
Any Scars? None
General Appearance:
Brooklyn varies from her sister. While Olivia likes to keeps things nice and neat and pressed, Brooke likes things to be wild and carefree. Brooklyn's Style is much more relaxed than her sister's. Though they often steal things from each other's closets. She's a risk taker when it comes to colors and sometimes style choices and rarely ever cares what people think of how she looks.

Personality:
Brooklyn spends a lot of her time reading and studying. She's very bright, and loves to learn. Though she may not retain some of it very well. Brooklyn’s faults can be summed up easily immature. Not that she acts immature but her mind set is that of someone much younger, this is due to her ability. Which has caused her to become much more carefree. Her bad memories are dulled so those things can't effect her life outlook as much. She trusts Olivia fully to keep her safe but wishes she would relax a little and be her friend again not just her sister. Her sense of humor tends to vary between silly and slightly dry. She loves the sun and can be found outside most of the nice days. There's just one thing keeping this butterfly from being social. Olivia. Brooklyn is clearly the less dominant one of the girls and lets Olivia make most of her important decisions.

Coming with being the submissive of this duo, Brooklyn tends to be a little shy. Not much, she can and does talk (especially if you really get her going) but mostly only when spoken to. She's not the type to go and introduce herself to people. She'd rather let them come to her. Unnatural to her quiet nature, Brooklyn is a very opinionated person and is sometimes a little too quick to judge people. But her sealed lips often boil over and those opinions and judgments spill out in rant form.

When Brooklyn does make a friend, she has many different sides that come out quite often. She can be zanny. And also a little quirky. But she likes real and calm mostly. Olivia seems to always know how to bring out the irritated side of her though. And when Brooklyn doesn't like something she has no problem showing it.

Your Vices

Likes: A list of things your character likes: Brooklyn likes Music, bright colors, dogs, coffee, art, dancing, sun bathing
Dislikes: A list of things your character can’t stand: Brooklyn dislikes rainy days, cats, seafood, the quiet, being thought of as stupid.
Strengths: Is very consoling and nurturing. Very kind and compassionate and often uses her ability to cheer people up from things that are making them sad.
Weaknesses:Brooklyn does learn at an okay rate. But not as easily as Olivia and often needs her help with homework. She possibly allergic to bees. Since Olivia is, Brooklyn's never gone close enough to find out. Brooklyn is moody, easily upset, not quick to trust anyone, clumsy.
Fears: Bees Brooklyn fears heights, most bugs in general, stuff she doesn't know, never being taken seriously.
Secret: Brooklyn.... doesn't keep secrets very well. So she really doesn't have many herself.

Family Ties

Father: Richard Winston Murphy-Sous Chef- mid 30’s
Mother: Lily Mari Murphy- Deceased
Step Mother: Abigail Louise Scott: late 20’s
Siblings: Olivia Murphy Twin sister.
Step-sister Christine Louise Scott: 8
Any Other Important People:none

History

Olivia and her sister Brooklyn were born 16 years ago to a fairly young couple in Ireland, the pregnancy was hard on their mother and after a few years, she passed away. Brooklyn doesn't rememberthe event at all which is most likely due to the fact that she was very young and that now as she is older and her abilities have manifested, she can suppress the memory even more. Their father, Richard, was great; he raised his daughters in a very open and comfortable home. Brooke is very much a daddy's girl and clung to him when things when bump or when something went wrong.

As a pre-teen Brooklyn was mellow mannered and simply went along with what ever Olivia wanted to do. To them they seemed perfectly normal for young girls. However, Richard, a widower for so many years, was getting lonely and with his daughters reaching puberty he decided they needed to have that mother figure. He began interacting with several women online but none really panned out. Olivia and Brooklyn began to distance themselves from their father spending more and more time together until ‘HE’ came along.

Through most of their childhood Olivia and Brooklyn had both befriended a slightly older boy in the neighborhood. He got dragged easily into their lives and played all the ‘male’ roles in their fantasies of dragons and knights. When he came back from a summer visit to his grandmother taller and more mature both girls felt differently about their childhood friend. Andrew was not just a friend anymore. Brooklyn felt as though she'd been pricked with Cupid's arrow at the site of him. And while it was just puppy love, the day the whole thing seemed to go wrong. (Olivia told her to stop liking him because she liked him and Andrew told them both they were just too young) Brooklyn cried for a while, but as all young girls do, eventually got over it. Yet damage had clearly been done between her and her sister. They started drifting apart. Each girl reconnected with their father, demanding their own space, their own rooms, and their own individualism. Richard was at a loss. Thankfully this hell only lasted another year.

At 13 puberty struck and the girls ever the same started acting even more bizarre. Richard became more and more concerned with his daughter’s behaviors. While Olivia was becoming hyper aware, Brooklyn was seeming to become the opposite. She'd forget to tell their father about phone messages, or misplace things constantly. It’s at this time the girls were pegged as Meta by a doctor and whisked away to Kocher haute école pour les surdoués in Switzerland. It is there that Olivia and Brooklyn spent the last 3 years learning how to control their powers. And while Olivia feels this alone time is bringing them closer, Brooklyn is still reminded day after day that in most situations, Olivia is the boss.

Then their father met her, Brooklyn never bothered to get to know her. Abigail Scott, a woman Richard met online that lived in New York. And of course Abigail comes with bagage in the form of a daughter that their father has grown to love so very much. And Brooklyn does not in anyway like her or consider her their sister. Neither Brooklyn nor Olivia were completely positive how long they their father talked to Abigail before he proposed, but they remember clearly the day he came to pick them up from school and inform them they were moving to America during spring break.

Roleplay Example

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RP example for Rose & Kara- this is the same event from another RP

Rose: Pulling on my jacket I squinted and cursed. I'd been working too long; I dug around a bit finally fishing out a pair of glasses and slipping them on. I'm sure I was going to make quite the sight, some teenish looking guy in a leather jacket with glasses and ratty hair hobbling around. I felt old tonight and it was my own god damned fault too.

Funny how in a split second all that fatigue can disappear with the right circumstances. Tonight it started with the scent of a Vampire I didn't recognize followed VERY quickly by feminine screams. I flipped the lock on my studio, tossed my keys in my bag and hoped the rail down a floor before booking it around the corner. A block down I saw them.

The lady was trying to hold her own against two of them, and probably would have been fine but four on one just ain't fair in any book. I shrugged my leather from my arms. "HEY A** HOLES! Come pick on someone your own damn size" ok bad choice of wording. I was in no sense tiny at 6'1 but I was as skinny as a beanpole as most of us younger vampires were. Three of them rounded on my while the fourth pulled a knife to the woman's neck.

I'd love to use another cliche and say it was done before it ever began but frankly... it took a bit on my part. I'm better at the one on one not three on one aspect of things. Or I was just getting a little rusty which was quite plausible too. However, it was still done faster than the alternative of myself and the woman being human. I gave the last gentlemen a friendly little reminder not to pick on women effectively ending his life before turning to her wearily. I had every right to be weary with the events of the last 15 years, now there was a strange looking Vamp with dresser clothes on. "Are you alright?"

Kara: I felt the arms around me loosen suddenly and my body dropped. A small cry came from my lungs as my knee collided with the pavement. It stung but I was grateful to be free. The men had let go, though honestly I wasn't sure why. I'd developed a ringing in my ears that kept me from hearing much of the commotion. Instead I laid there with my eyes clapped tightly shut not wanting to see what was happening to me. Or the other guy for that matter. I was beginning to feel so utterly numb that I could only imagine what their hands could be doing. And I would never forgive myself if innocent blood was spilled because I couldn't hold my own. Really this wasn't a fair fight though, no matter how you twisted it.

I never looked up but it ended quickly which was good for him, though I'd done a decent bit to handicap the men before he got to them. Who had actually won, I had no idea. But then a voice struck my ear drums and rattled in my head. Opening my eyes I looked at the long haired boy in front of me. Oh Father help me if this wasn't Jesus Christ. I tried to sit up a little and it took some effort.

I could feel the aches creep around my ribs. Nothing broken, thank god. But my eyes were already bruising and my lip was becoming a little swollen. My head was pounding and my cheek bone throbbed like he**!!! Sitting myself up right I leaned on the wall for support. "I-I think so..." I was shaking. I hadn't realized how scared I actually was. As soon as the adrenaline from the fight was gone, it all hit me. I'd forgotten what that was like. As a trauma nurse, adrenaline was something I was all too familiar with. I slumped into myself a little and hugged my knees.

"Ow!" I couldn't cover my face it hurt to touch. So I clamped my eyes closed again and leaned on the wall. Tears streamed from my face now. "My name is Charlott Trudeau... I'm a trauma nurse in the American Army...My family is from Ireland but I'm from New York. I'm a Widow. I like Spicy foods." I was a reciter. When in trouble or shock or just scared senseless...I recited stuff... facts about myself. They say if someone is going to kill you, you should tell them that stuff. It makes it more personal. They're sometimes less likely to actually do you in. I'd seen that in on a Grey's Anatomy episode once. "I am a terrible driver at night because the lights confuse me. I have a terrible sense of direction. I'm the younger sibling but my brother is dead and... please... please" I opened my eyes and looked up. He wore a superman shirt. " Please don't kill me."

What About You?

Name: Kara
Age: 21 almost 22!! WOOOT
Experience: uh.... together? a while. separate? a while. accumulatively? a while?
How Did You Find Us? already here
Ready To Play? ummm... -loos down- play shoes.. check! yes I'm ready!!!

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