Becky Talxue
From Unofficial Handbook of the Virtue Universe
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| Hanging out in the chalet, grumpy and disinterested. | |
| Becky Talxue | |
| Player: @Aeslehc | |
| Origin: | Mutant |
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| Archetype: | Dominator |
| Threat Level: | ' |
| Personal Data | |
| Real Name: | Rebecca Kathleen Talxue |
| Known Aliases: | Becca, Becky |
| Species: | Mutant Human |
| Age: | 12 |
| Height: | 5’2” |
| Weight: | 110 lbs |
| Eye Color: | Blue |
| Hair Color: | Silver-blonde |
| Biographical Data | |
| Nationality: | American |
| Occupation: | None |
| Place of Birth: | St. Louis, Missouri |
| Base of Operations: | Sharkhead Isle |
| Marital Status: | Single |
| Known Relatives: | Brother, Tommy Talxue, and her "Momma", Paola Flusso |
| Known Powers | |
| Ice Control and Psionic Assault (Cryokinesis and Psychokinesis) | |
| Known Abilities | |
| Reads at a college professor level, can complete college-level Algebra equations in very little time. Can read surface thoughts and emotions. | |
| Equipment | |
| A paperback book: "51 High-Tech Practical Jokes for the Evil Genius" by Brad Graham and Kathy McGowan, a gold necklace with a ‘B’ pendant, and a pair of wooly gloves. | |
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Contents |
Abandonment
Life was good in St. Louis. She was the youngest child of three. The spoiled, loveable baby with the brilliant mind and amazing grades. She would have gotten scholarships to anywhere she wanted to go once college rolled around....
And then puberty hit. Two days before her twelfth birthday, Rebecca had the birds and the bees talk from her mother. There were the normal things that she expected to happen... and then, there were the not-so-normal things. Her fingertips were always cold and blue. Ice began to form in the night on her window, even though it was summer. The pipes in her bathroom froze over. It wasn't long before her parents took notice and took her to a doctor. After several blood tests, it became apparent that the young girl was a mutant.
Rather than embrace this gift or send her someplace where her abilities could be cultivated for good, they sent her to the best place for the least money. "Gifted" schools in the midwest were hard to come by and expensive. Paragon City, likewise, would have been very expensive if they wanted her to have any sort of good life at all. And so, with a handful of cash and a single suitcase to her name, they sent her away to the Rogue Isles, to live in a facility known as The Sisters of Mercy.
Life in the Isles
The moment she arrived in Mercy Island, she was mugged for her money and suitcase.
The Sisters of Mercy (orphanage)
The sisters at the orphanage, while jovial and well-meaning, didn't tend to do a very good job monitoring the children. Becky had her abilities to protect her, though they were unrefined and paled in comparison with the other, stronger and more powerful kids. Because of this, her food was taken at every meal, leaving her hungry and growing more and more bitter.
It was her second day living at the facility that she met, in passing, Jacob Morrison- a grandfatherly sort of man that came around every day dressed as Santa Claus. She dismissed him as a frivilous fat man and never spoke when he came, always keeping away from the large crowd of children that collected to him. She ran into him again after she'd decided to run away from the orphanage as she sat on a ledge in the ski chalet of Pocket D, where he gave her some food and introduced her to the matron of another orphanage- one that took better care of her children and encouraged actual manners among them.
Miss Flusso
Her mother, for all intents and purposes. The woman is the matron of an orphanage in Sharkhead, where Becky was put up in December. She loves this woman and is violently loyal to her.
Lycanthropy
Recently, while traversing Mercy Island, Becky was attacked by a large wolf. It mauled her arm pretty badly, infecting her with lycanthropy. She doesn't change with the phases of the moon, but in fact changes rather sporadically. Her wolf-form appears to be just a large adolescent wolf, as opposed to a total were form. Oddly enough, she's much more pleasant in this form than her human form.
When she's in her human form, she's begun to act a bit like a canine. Whimpering, gnawing unconsciously on random things, growling.
Personality
Bitter. Very, very bitter. Angry, sarcastic, unhappy. Any smile on her face is a surprise.
