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Description
"Shine bright like a diamond, kay?"

Past Apps: sta.sh/017r3uinqomv

Basic
Real Name: Mabel Aveena

Nicknames: Pastel Goddess/ Queen (From Elwyn), Princess (From Joey)

Current Codename: Geode

Past Codenames:
Crystal Gem (Cuz she is a Weeb)

Age: 16 years

Birthday: July 19th

Grade: Sophomore

Race: Mutant

Class: III

Position: Student

Status
Identity: Public

Citizenship: American

Marital Status: Single

Sexuality: Mesexual Pansexual

Occupation: Student

Education: Jean Grey School for Higher Learning

Characteristics
Gender: Female

Height: 5'5"

Weight: 195 lbs

Eyes: Hazel

Hair: Naturally dark brown but she dies it pastel blue and pink

Skin: Brown

Unusual Features: Nothing unusual enough to identify

Powers
Class: III

Stats: ○/●Intelligence: ●●○○○○○ | "Normal"Strength: ●●○○○○○| "Normal"Speed: ●●○○○○○ | "Normal" Durability: ●●●○○○○ | "Enhanced" Energy Projection: ●●●●○○○ | "Medium Length. One type of energy"Fighting Ability: ●●○○○○○ | "Some Training"
Abilities:

Mutation 1: Mabel has the ability to manifest, create, and manipulate crystals. She can create multiple gem shards, using them as projectiles when need be. She is able to encase herself in crystal to shield and protect her body while she heals. When wounded, her ability will, out of instinct, crystal will begin to crust over the wound, allowing it to be protected and heal faster. Her crystals sometimes glow, ever so faintly, allowing her to use them as a light source when needed.

Mutation 2: N/A

Weaknesses: Mabel cannot create crystals if there is loud noise or music, as the frequency can cause them to shatter, if they even form at all. She can't create too many crystals of larger size at once, as the more she creates, the more energy she uses. Certain vibrations can easily shatter her crystals. When she is nervous or upset, crystal will began to grow on her hands and feet, sometimes catching her on walls or sticking her to the floor. When she is encased in crystal, she is protected but immobilized for minutes to hours. When her crystals take heavy damage, it seemingly hurts her as well. Sometimes she seems to have cracks in her skin. When she is incredibly hot, she can't make crystals as she is unable to concentrate.

Fighting Style: Mabel only knows how to use her crystals as projectiles and hasn't learned much else. She prefers to take the defensive, using her mutation to keep people away from her.

Personal
Likes:
~Pastel colors
~Baking
~Kittens
~Fluffy things
~Skulls
~Candy
~Goth style clothing
~Dancing
~Sleeping

Dislikes:
~Summer
~Judgmental people
~Reptiles (They gross her out)
~Going out without makeup on
~Being wrong
~Milk
~Meat

Personality:

Charming
"Hey there, Darling! How are you doing?"
Mabel is very good at rubbing people the right way (Kek). She has a way with her words that can melt someone in the palm of her hand! She uses this ability to make others feel good about themselves, which in turn makes her feel good about herself.

Confident
"I know I am the best~!"
Despite many other mutants, who are anxious or insecure, Mabel thinks she is the bomb.com. She loves herself and likes others to know it, especially when they try to bring her down.

Considerate
"Oh Darling it's ok!"
Mabel doesn't like when people are upset and does her best to be mindful of her actions and words. She tries to put herself in other's shoes during tense situations and is the one to try to defuse conflict before it heightens.

Optimistic
"Smile, Cutiepie!"
Mabel is always smiling, trying her best to always look at the bright side. She likes to try and get others to feel and look at things positively, too, which some may find annoying.

Glamorous
"I know.. I am FABULOUS!"
Mabel is a bit of a diva and never leaves her dorm without makeup on and a cute outfit to match. She doesn't feel like herself if she is in something like sweats. Only people close to her will ever see her without her makeup done.

Childish
"Come on! I don't wanna!"
Mabel is a bit immature at times, preferring to ignore the difficulties of the world and make everything a joke or try to act like there is no trouble brewing. She can be whiny and dramatic when made to do something she doesn't want to do.

Envious
"I want that.. Why don't I get to have that too?"
She easily becomes grumpy over things she can't have. She doesn't necessarily get jealous, as she doesn't care if others have something she wants. She just wants it too. This can cause awkward tension between her and friends or family.

Passive/ Dismissive
"Yeah whatever. Not my problem. "
Mabel isn't one to put up much of a fight. You'd really have to push her buttons to get her to react. Her 'do what you want' attitude can piss off the wrong people and end with her getting a punch to the face, but she doesn't attempt to rid herself of this trait.

Facts:
~She has two mommies!
~She is a Pastel Goth <3
~Lactose intolerant
~When it's sunny outside, she always has an umbrella.
~She stress eats
~More TBA

Origin
History:

Mabel had been lucky to be born to two loving mutants. Since they were both women, Angel Aveena was the one who became pregnant. She was a rather powerful mutant, and it seemed that some of that power rubbed off on the little chubby baby. She looked normal enough, no one thinking anything odd of her as the two mothers took their child home. Both parents were lucky that their mutations weren't physical ones. They fit into society just fine, no one aware of what they truly were. They were happy as can be with their bundle of joy, figuring she was human.. Until..

Not but days after her birth, Mabel began throwing a tantrum.. And crystals began flying everywhere. While other parents would be scared, angry, confused.. Angel and Wendy were ecstatic. Their baby was a mutant! Immediately, they worked with their baby to help her better control the abilities she possessed, making sure to keep her powers out of sight of their neighbors and human friends. They had enough trouble being a same sex couple with a child.. They didn't want to add salt to that wound. Mabel became a social butterfly, being taught by her loving parents that she was special. She was great! She was a queen!

As Mabel entered school, she knew well enough not to show her abilities to the other children. "They will be jealous" her one mother told her. "They will want to take it away from you," her other mother said. "You don't want to share, do you?" No she did not! Mabel was good about hiding her powers, making friends easily with the other children. She was a chubby baby, and an even chubbier child. The bullying started when she got into the higher elementary school grades.

Fourth grade was the year she was introduced to bullying. A girl took a pair of scissors and cut Mabel's hair, laughing as the small girl began to cry. "Fat kids don't get to have pretty hair!" the girl snapped, snickering as the other students got involved in the teasing. Mabel went home to her mothers, crying and telling them what happened. Her mothers hugged and comforted her. They reminded her that she was special.. Better than them.. They fed her ego until she was able to go back to school and ignore the rudeness, instead becoming a bit of a sassy child, herself. That was the day she learned that words were just words. That and.. Karma was a bitch.

Mabel became a lax lady, not letting people get to her easily. She let them say and do as they pleased, in her own mind seeing them as nothing but sad little peasants. She was a queen, after all. They were just jealous. She gained an interesting style of dress when she got into middle school that would last. She became a pastel goth, having a love for pastel colors and dark clothing. She tended to strut around in ironic t-shirts or cute, yet creepy dresses and other apparel. She was happier than can be.. She had her mothers, her friends.. She never saw herself as anything but normal. Though she was good at concealing her powers.. One particular day during her freshman year of high school.. changed everything.

A boy came rushing into the high school, gun in hand. He was screaming, aiming at random students who cried out in terror and ran. Mabel was one of the victims of the angry kid, staring in fear as he aimed the gun for her temple. "Die, bitch!" he snapped, pulling the trigger. Eyes widening, her hands raised, closing her eyes as she awaited for death to take her. But the pain never came.. The bullet never struck. Mabel opened her eyes, seeing that crystal had sprouted from her palms, encasing the bullet.. She saw the boy get tackled by police.. Now the attention was on her. Students were staring and whispering wildly. They knew now.. they'd want to take her power, like her mommies said..

"She's a FREAK!" one student said. "She is a fucking mutant!" another snapped. Mabel cocked an eyebrow, the crystal melting away, letting the bullet drop to the ground with a small 'tink'. She was a freak? "Kay.. I am a freak, that's fine. Doesn't make me a different person than I've always been," she complained, noticing the students looking at her with nasty and disgusted looks. She was escorted out of the school by some staff members after her parents were called. Her mothers looked sad and a little distant as they drove her home..

She was surprised when, a days after the incident, her mothers told her she wouldn't be returning to the school again. "Humans don't take kindly to people like us," they explained. They told her she'd be going to meet the headmaster of the Jean Grey school for Higher Learning.. To be frank.. She was excited more than anything. New adventure! Hell yeah! As she and her mothers met Vincent Valentine, Mabel took him by the hand with a cocky grin. "Hey there Mr. Valentine! My name is Mabel and apparently... I'm a freak." Her grin never faltered.

Universe: Earth 2016

Place of Birth: New York, New York

Nationality: American

Ethnicity: African American

Relatives:
Angel Aveena- Mother
Wendy Aveena- Other Mother

Relationships

[  Heard Of ||  Spoken To / Acquaintance  ||  Curious About ||  Completely Intimidated By ]

[  Likes ||  Considers Friend ||  Close Friend ||  Best Friend ]

[  Slight Attraction ||  Attraction ||  Lust ||  Obsessed With ]

[  Infatuation ||  Crushing ( Unaware ) ||  Crushing ( Aware ) ||  Heads Over Heels ]

[  Hurt ||  Uncomfortable Around ||  Completely Avoids ||  Terrified Of ]

[  Distrusts ||  Dislikes ||  Hatred ||  Wants Dead ]

[  Wary Around ||  Pities ||  Misses Terribly ||  Cries Over ]

[  Respects  ||  Trusts Deeply ||  Admiration ||  Role Model ]

[  Protective Of ||  Considers Close ||  Deep Attachment To ||  Would Give Up Life For ]

[ ❤ = Loves, romantic or platonic | 💔 = No longer loves, romantic or platonic ]
[ = Lover / In a relationship with  = Family ]
Allies: TBA
Enemies: TBA

Roleplay
Timezone: Pacific
Method: Notes or Skype
Format: Long or short para only.
Rating: Anything- PG PG-13 and M (Gore is fine too but not too crazy plz)
Example:

Ren was half tempted to take his hand as to lead him, and tell him to not cheat with that fancy vision of his, but decided against it.. He seemed distracted enough while telling her his story. She couldn't help but smile as he went on about his family and being attacked by ducks. She laughed along with him, brushing a strand of hair from her face. When he asked about her, she felt herself become a bit flustered. She didn't talk about herself often.
"M-me?" she murmured, glancing over at him. "Well I..O-oh! We are here~!" she chimed, casually trying to change the subject. This time she did take his hand, wanting to make sure he didn't trip or anything as they walked up a decently steep hill. The sop of the hill was flat and on it was a nice, shady tree. She let him go and placed the blanket down beneath the tree and placed the basket on one of the corners.
"Ok! Let's get set up~ I hope you like pastries! I may have gone a little overboard with the cupcakes.." she said with a soft laugh. She pulled out a small bowl of fruit, a platter of veggies, a container with a few sandwiches and of course the cupcakes. Can't forget those. "I hope there is something here you'll like.. I-I would have called and asked but um.. I didn't have your number," she explained, blushing from embarrassment.

Art (C) me
App (C) Age-of-X

Description
"Shine bright like a diamond, kay?"

Past Apps: sta.sh/017r3uinqomv

Basic
Real Name: Mabel Aveena

Nicknames: Pastel Goddess/ Queen (From Elwyn), Princess (From Joey)

Current Codename: Geode

Past Codenames:
Crystal Gem (Cuz she is a Weeb)

Age: 16 years

Birthday: July 19th

Grade: Sophomore

Race: Mutant

Class: III

Position: Student

Status
Identity: Public

Citizenship: American

Marital Status: Single

Sexuality: Mesexual Pansexual

Occupation: Student

Education: Jean Grey School for Higher Learning

Characteristics
Gender: Female

Height: 5'5"

Weight: 195 lbs

Eyes: Hazel

Hair: Naturally dark brown but she dies it pastel blue and pink

Skin: Brown

Unusual Features: Nothing unusual enough to identify

Powers
Class: III

Stats: ○/●Intelligence: ●●○○○○○ | "Normal"Strength: ●●○○○○○| "Normal"Speed: ●●○○○○○ | "Normal" Durability: ●●●○○○○ | "Enhanced" Energy Projection: ●●●●○○○ | "Medium Length. One type of energy"Fighting Ability: ●●○○○○○ | "Some Training"
Abilities:

Mutation 1: Mabel has the ability to manifest, create, and manipulate crystals. She can create multiple gem shards, using them as projectiles when need be. She is able to encase herself in crystal to shield and protect her body while she heals. When wounded, her ability will, out of instinct, crystal will begin to crust over the wound, allowing it to be protected and heal faster. Her crystals sometimes glow, ever so faintly, allowing her to use them as a light source when needed.

Mutation 2: N/A

Weaknesses: Mabel cannot create crystals if there is loud noise or music, as the frequency can cause them to shatter, if they even form at all. She can't create too many crystals of larger size at once, as the more she creates, the more energy she uses. Certain vibrations can easily shatter her crystals. When she is nervous or upset, crystal will began to grow on her hands and feet, sometimes catching her on walls or sticking her to the floor. When she is encased in crystal, she is protected but immobilized for minutes to hours. When her crystals take heavy damage, it seemingly hurts her as well. Sometimes she seems to have cracks in her skin. When she is incredibly hot, she can't make crystals as she is unable to concentrate.

Fighting Style: Mabel only knows how to use her crystals as projectiles and hasn't learned much else. She prefers to take the defensive, using her mutation to keep people away from her.

Personal
Likes:
~Pastel colors
~Baking
~Kittens
~Fluffy things
~Skulls
~Candy
~Goth style clothing
~Dancing
~Sleeping

Dislikes:
~Summer
~Judgmental people
~Reptiles (They gross her out)
~Going out without makeup on
~Being wrong
~Milk
~Meat

Personality:

Charming
"Hey there, Darling! How are you doing?"
Mabel is very good at rubbing people the right way (Kek). She has a way with her words that can melt someone in the palm of her hand! She uses this ability to make others feel good about themselves, which in turn makes her feel good about herself.

Confident
"I know I am the best~!"
Despite many other mutants, who are anxious or insecure, Mabel thinks she is the bomb.com. She loves herself and likes others to know it, especially when they try to bring her down.

Considerate
"Oh Darling it's ok!"
Mabel doesn't like when people are upset and does her best to be mindful of her actions and words. She tries to put herself in other's shoes during tense situations and is the one to try to defuse conflict before it heightens.

Optimistic
"Smile, Cutiepie!"
Mabel is always smiling, trying her best to always look at the bright side. She likes to try and get others to feel and look at things positively, too, which some may find annoying.

Glamorous
"I know.. I am FABULOUS!"
Mabel is a bit of a diva and never leaves her dorm without makeup on and a cute outfit to match. She doesn't feel like herself if she is in something like sweats. Only people close to her will ever see her without her makeup done.

Childish
"Come on! I don't wanna!"
Mabel is a bit immature at times, preferring to ignore the difficulties of the world and make everything a joke or try to act like there is no trouble brewing. She can be whiny and dramatic when made to do something she doesn't want to do.

Envious
"I want that.. Why don't I get to have that too?"
She easily becomes grumpy over things she can't have. She doesn't necessarily get jealous, as she doesn't care if others have something she wants. She just wants it too. This can cause awkward tension between her and friends or family.

Passive/ Dismissive
"Yeah whatever. Not my problem. "
Mabel isn't one to put up much of a fight. You'd really have to push her buttons to get her to react. Her 'do what you want' attitude can piss off the wrong people and end with her getting a punch to the face, but she doesn't attempt to rid herself of this trait.

Facts:
~She has two mommies!
~She is a Pastel Goth <3
~Lactose intolerant
~When it's sunny outside, she always has an umbrella.
~She stress eats
~More TBA

Origin
History:

Mabel had been lucky to be born to two loving mutants. Since they were both women, Angel Aveena was the one who became pregnant. She was a rather powerful mutant, and it seemed that some of that power rubbed off on the little chubby baby. She looked normal enough, no one thinking anything odd of her as the two mothers took their child home. Both parents were lucky that their mutations weren't physical ones. They fit into society just fine, no one aware of what they truly were. They were happy as can be with their bundle of joy, figuring she was human.. Until..

Not but days after her birth, Mabel began throwing a tantrum.. And crystals began flying everywhere. While other parents would be scared, angry, confused.. Angel and Wendy were ecstatic. Their baby was a mutant! Immediately, they worked with their baby to help her better control the abilities she possessed, making sure to keep her powers out of sight of their neighbors and human friends. They had enough trouble being a same sex couple with a child.. They didn't want to add salt to that wound. Mabel became a social butterfly, being taught by her loving parents that she was special. She was great! She was a queen!

As Mabel entered school, she knew well enough not to show her abilities to the other children. "They will be jealous" her one mother told her. "They will want to take it away from you," her other mother said. "You don't want to share, do you?" No she did not! Mabel was good about hiding her powers, making friends easily with the other children. She was a chubby baby, and an even chubbier child. The bullying started when she got into the higher elementary school grades.

Fourth grade was the year she was introduced to bullying. A girl took a pair of scissors and cut Mabel's hair, laughing as the small girl began to cry. "Fat kids don't get to have pretty hair!" the girl snapped, snickering as the other students got involved in the teasing. Mabel went home to her mothers, crying and telling them what happened. Her mothers hugged and comforted her. They reminded her that she was special.. Better than them.. They fed her ego until she was able to go back to school and ignore the rudeness, instead becoming a bit of a sassy child, herself. That was the day she learned that words were just words. That and.. Karma was a bitch.

Mabel became a lax lady, not letting people get to her easily. She let them say and do as they pleased, in her own mind seeing them as nothing but sad little peasants. She was a queen, after all. They were just jealous. She gained an interesting style of dress when she got into middle school that would last. She became a pastel goth, having a love for pastel colors and dark clothing. She tended to strut around in ironic t-shirts or cute, yet creepy dresses and other apparel. She was happier than can be.. She had her mothers, her friends.. She never saw herself as anything but normal. Though she was good at concealing her powers.. One particular day during her freshman year of high school.. changed everything.

A boy came rushing into the high school, gun in hand. He was screaming, aiming at random students who cried out in terror and ran. Mabel was one of the victims of the angry kid, staring in fear as he aimed the gun for her temple. "Die, bitch!" he snapped, pulling the trigger. Eyes widening, her hands raised, closing her eyes as she awaited for death to take her. But the pain never came.. The bullet never struck. Mabel opened her eyes, seeing that crystal had sprouted from her palms, encasing the bullet.. She saw the boy get tackled by police.. Now the attention was on her. Students were staring and whispering wildly. They knew now.. they'd want to take her power, like her mommies said..

"She's a FREAK!" one student said. "She is a fucking mutant!" another snapped. Mabel cocked an eyebrow, the crystal melting away, letting the bullet drop to the ground with a small 'tink'. She was a freak? "Kay.. I am a freak, that's fine. Doesn't make me a different person than I've always been," she complained, noticing the students looking at her with nasty and disgusted looks. She was escorted out of the school by some staff members after her parents were called. Her mothers looked sad and a little distant as they drove her home..

She was surprised when, a days after the incident, her mothers told her she wouldn't be returning to the school again. "Humans don't take kindly to people like us," they explained. They told her she'd be going to meet the headmaster of the Jean Grey school for Higher Learning.. To be frank.. She was excited more than anything. New adventure! Hell yeah! As she and her mothers met Vincent Valentine, Mabel took him by the hand with a cocky grin. "Hey there Mr. Valentine! My name is Mabel and apparently... I'm a freak." Her grin never faltered.

Universe: Earth 2016

Place of Birth: New York, New York

Nationality: American

Ethnicity: African American

Relatives:
Angel Aveena- Mother
Wendy Aveena- Other Mother

Relationships

[  Heard Of ||  Spoken To / Acquaintance  ||  Curious About ||  Completely Intimidated By ]

[  Likes ||  Considers Friend ||  Close Friend ||  Best Friend ]

[  Slight Attraction ||  Attraction ||  Lust ||  Obsessed With ]

[  Infatuation ||  Crushing ( Unaware ) ||  Crushing ( Aware ) ||  Heads Over Heels ]

[  Hurt ||  Uncomfortable Around ||  Completely Avoids ||  Terrified Of ]

[  Distrusts ||  Dislikes ||  Hatred ||  Wants Dead ]

[  Wary Around ||  Pities ||  Misses Terribly ||  Cries Over ]

[  Respects  ||  Trusts Deeply ||  Admiration ||  Role Model ]

[  Protective Of ||  Considers Close ||  Deep Attachment To ||  Would Give Up Life For ]

[ ❤ = Loves, romantic or platonic | 💔 = No longer loves, romantic or platonic ]
[ = Lover / In a relationship with  = Family ]
Allies: TBA
Enemies: TBA

Roleplay
Timezone: Pacific
Method: Notes or Skype
Format: Long or short para only.
Rating: Anything- PG PG-13 and M (Gore is fine too but not too crazy plz)
Example:

Ren was half tempted to take his hand as to lead him, and tell him to not cheat with that fancy vision of his, but decided against it.. He seemed distracted enough while telling her his story. She couldn't help but smile as he went on about his family and being attacked by ducks. She laughed along with him, brushing a strand of hair from her face. When he asked about her, she felt herself become a bit flustered. She didn't talk about herself often.
"M-me?" she murmured, glancing over at him. "Well I..O-oh! We are here~!" she chimed, casually trying to change the subject. This time she did take his hand, wanting to make sure he didn't trip or anything as they walked up a decently steep hill. The sop of the hill was flat and on it was a nice, shady tree. She let him go and placed the blanket down beneath the tree and placed the basket on one of the corners.
"Ok! Let's get set up~ I hope you like pastries! I may have gone a little overboard with the cupcakes.." she said with a soft laugh. She pulled out a small bowl of fruit, a platter of veggies, a container with a few sandwiches and of course the cupcakes. Can't forget those. "I hope there is something here you'll like.. I-I would have called and asked but um.. I didn't have your number," she explained, blushing from embarrassment.

Art (C) me
App (C) Age-of-X