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‎‧₊˚✧ Charlie Barak - Character Intro ✧˚₊‧

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‎‧₊˚✧ Basic Info ✧˚₊‧

Name || Charlotte ‘Charlie’ Barak

Age || Twenty-Two

Birthdate || August 25th

Gender + pronouns || Trans girl + she/her

Orientation || Lesbian

Ethnicity || Syrian

Alias || Conductor

╰› This was the alias Charlie used during her time as a fighter. She was one of those kids who was really into trains, so it was a play on that and an electrical conductor.

Enhancement || Electrokenisis

╰› Charlie's body creates an excess amount of static electricity, which causes many health issues such as chronic migraines and seizures (powers with drawbacks my beloved). She can expel small amounts of electricity from her body (typical lightning powers you'd see in media), as well as manipulate electrical devices around her (lights, for example).

Alignment || Neutral good

Daytime occupation || Bartender

College Major || Kinesiology

Likes || Sports (she’s on the track and basketball teams), working out, running, going to the gym

Dislikes || Her past, wide open spaces, feeling exposed, her own anger

‎‧₊˚✧ Appearance ✧˚₊‧

Charlie has warm brown skin and caramel brown eyes that look almost gold in the sun. Her wavy dark brown hair is usually tied back in a small ponytail or bun, especially when she's working or at the gym, though a few strands hang loosely over her forehead.

She's quite tall and well built, considering how active she is. She has one of those noses that's clearly been broken before and never really healed right, so not it's kinda crooked.

Height || 5’11’’ (180 cm)

Outfits || Her work outfit is a simple white collared shirt rolled up to her elbows, under a black vest type thing--typical bartender uniform thingy. When she's not at work, she doesn't put a huge amount of effort into her appearance, dressing simple and practical rather than for fashion.

‎‧₊˚✧ Personality ✧˚₊‧

For as long as she could remember, Charlie's been angry.

At the world, at the people who ruined her life, at her brother, and most of all at herself. It started as a quiet burn inside of her when her brother died, and only intensified as she grew older and eventually escaped the facility. Eventually, though, with the right people to help, she's learned to start managing it. She's still angry, but now she doesn't have to beat up people twice her size to deal with it.

...at least for a while.

ANYWAYS.

She's friendly at the surface level--she has to be, working in customer service--but she's still pretty reserved and secretive. Paranoid, almost. She doesn't give up personal information easily. But if you're someone she's already close with, she's fairly loyal and open. It just takes a bit to get there.

She's really athletic, and enjoys playing and watching sports, working out, going to the gym, etc etc. She's reactive, adaptable, and a fighter at heart.

Myers-Briggs || ESTP

‎‧₊˚✧ Background ✧˚₊‧

tw - charlie's backstory includes themes of kidnapping, loss of a family member, ???. Keep yourself safe first and foremost <3

Charlie was twelve years old when her enhancement developed. She was simply sitting in her 6th grade science classroom, trying to ignore the boys in her class who kept throwing colored pencils at her. But eventually, she turned, yelled, "will you quit it?", and the lights in the classroom went out.

While in hindsight, it was painted as simply a coincidence--faulty wires, or something--Charlie knew deep down that it wasn't. She'd heard the stories of the kids who could do crazy things on tv, of course. But she'd also heard stories of those people being murdered, kicked out, and other unspeakable things. So, she was smart enough to stay quiet.

Unfortunately, someone else noticed.

Her science teacher, Mr. Holt. He'd always talked in class about the enhanced, seemed fascinated by them. Charlie had never thought much about that.. until he took her.

One moment, she was simply walking home from the park with her 5 year old little brother, Caleb, and the next.. a sharp pain in her neck, then darkness.

The siblings awoke in some sort of makeshift science laboratory that looked like it had been built out of a shed.

The next three and a half years of Charlie's life were a blur of experiments and agony. From what she could gather, Holt was fascinated by the enhanced, he would do anything to figure out why they could do what they could do, how that could help him, etc etc. Charlie and her brother were the unfortunate guinea pigs for his tests.

Caleb was killed a year into it, experiment gone wrong, and maybe he was the lucky one. And then Charlie was alone, terrified.

She was fifteen when she finally escaped, by stealing some chemicals from the lab, dumping them onto Holt's face, and making a run for it.

She wandered for a while, having no idea where she was, what to do, where to go, etc. She eventually found her way into the city, and for a while she.. survived. She slept wherever she could, found food, used the public computers in the library to find out that not only had she been pronounced missing and then dead, but her parents had died sometime in her absence as well. She doubted it was an accident.

She was angry. She was alone, terrified, starving, but most of all she was so, so angry.

Eventually, she came across this sort of.. fight club, for enhanced people. It offered a pretty good pay for the simple act of going into a pit and beating the shit out of someone.. no rules, just entertainemnt for whatever sickos decided to check it out.

It wasn't perfect, but it was the best opportunity she had. So, Charlie signed up. Even though most of her opponents were twice her size, she was able to fight defensively and use her powers to her advantage.

She used this as her primary income for food and basic needs for a while, until she met Robyn.

He was also a fighter at this place, around her age. They met between matches, quickly becoming good friends. Good enough that they were eventually able to scrounge together enough money to get a tiny apartment together and enroll in school.

Charlie now works as a bartender at the Sine, a sports bar a little away from her college campus. She shares an apartment with Robyn while she works on a kinesiology degree.