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Post by Grace Locke on Oct 26, 2022 11:23:30 GMT
Grace Locke
FULL NAME: Grace Sarah Locke
CODENAME: Mimic
FACE CLAIM: Katherine Macnamara
AGE: 20
CATEGORY: Powered
TEAM: Aegis
ALIGNMENT: Hero
CODENAME: Mimic
FACE CLAIM: Katherine Macnamara
AGE: 20
CATEGORY: Powered
TEAM: Aegis
ALIGNMENT: Hero
Personal
SEXUALITY: Bisexual
GENDER: Female
PRONOUNS: She/Her
ETHNICITY: English-American
GENDER: Female
PRONOUNS: She/Her
ETHNICITY: English-American
Double Life
ABILITIES:
SKILLS:
WEAKNESSES:
- Superior Physical Abilities: Grace is able to move faster, hit harder and take more hits than a normal baseline human. While not able to keep up with a powerhouse or a speedster like Riley Jackson. Instead Grace is more of an allrounder, able to show physical abilities of roughly 3 times that of a peak human athlete at maximum.
- Mimicry: Grace’s primary power is one of mimicry, she’s able to replicate the movements and capabilities of others by just observing them. She is able to replicate the movements of another, from gymnastics routines to martial arts. Grace only needs to watch someone for a short time to be able to replicate their movements exactly.
- Prediction: As part of her ability to learn the combat style of others Grace becomes able to predict how they’ll move. A mixture of learning their styles and predilections as well as observation of their current movements allows her to appear to predict what they’ll do. As long as she’s aware of you, her mind is constantly learning and adapting to your actions.
SKILLS:
- Extremely capable gymnast: Grace has been practicing gymnastics from a young age and has competed in several competitions. While her powers aided her in gymnastics, the agility and flexibility she picked up has stood her well in her time as a hero.
- Skilled in various Martial Arts: Starting as an activity to do with her brother Grace enjoys martial arts and has learned several different forms, both through classes taught at dojos and watching videos and competitions.
- Able to use various weapons: Picked up from both formal training, and observation of videos and demonstrations Grace is skilled with the use of various weapons, primarily bo staff, swords and escrima sticks.
- Photographic Memory: Grace has a photographic memory, allowing her to recall anything she's seen before. Something she used to good effect to allow her to breeze through most of her classes in school
- Technically capable programmer/engineer: Now studying engineering and network security at university, she's found a subject that challenges her and she enjoys. While not a hacker Grace has more than a passing knowledge of systems and networks that's come in useful more than once.
WEAKNESSES:
- Metabolism: While Grace possesses superhuman abilities her body's metabolism is that of a 20 year old. She is unable to push herself to her peak capabilities without rapidly burning through her reserves and exhausting herself. While she has the reserves of a peak athlete, that will only last her for so long, she needs to finish a fight fast, the longer it drags out the worse off she’ll be.
- Physical limitations: Grace might have superhuman capabilities but she’s still human. She’s able to shrug off some damage, but if she’s shot, or stabbed she’ll suffer injury. More dangerous is if she pushes herself to the peak of her ability for too long, she’s liable to hurt herself in the manner of any professional athlete.
- Powers: Grace is able to copy physical movements, but not the powers involved. She’s unable to replicate powers, such as electrokinesis, or to complete physical movements which are supported by superhuman powers. She can make the movements, however she’s unable to keep up with those faster or stronger than her, or replicate movements that a normal human can’t make (such as someone able to stretch their body, or who possesses abnormal joints).
- Line-of-sight: As long as Grace is aware of someone she’s able to adapt to them, to predict their actions. However, if she can’t see you, then the vast majority of her powers can be made useless.
- Overwhelmed: Grace’s mind is constantly hyperaware, taking in everything around her, every sound and every sight. While this is the basis of her combat style she’s only able to process so much sensory input. The more she has to deal with the more overwhelmed she becomes. This can result in headaches, aberrant movements or her failing actions she should easily make. In an extreme situation being too overwhelmed will result in her shutting down, unable to keep up with her brain’s processes until she’s had a chance to reset and calm down, which she finds hard to do under the pressure of combat.
Appearance
GENERAL:
Standing barely 5 foot 1 inch in her socks, no one ever mistook Grace for an imposing or intimidating figure. She's always been petite, a fact about which she was never happy, while all her friends have blossomed and developed she was always seen as cute. A lifetime spent in one sport or another has left her with a slender, if well-toned, frame lending Grace an almost elfin appearance that the warm smile that always seemed to be plastered onto her face did little to detract from. Those years of sports have given Grace something of a dancer’s grace, almost floating when she walks.
The young woman’s stand out feature is her long red hair, reaching down to her mid back, the strands glistening as they catch the light. Grace’s long red hair naturally curls into soft waves although she has been known to straighten her hair when she wants to dress-up or try something different. When at in the field or at training Katie often gathered her hair up into a high-ponytail but when she was relaxing with friends she mostly let her hair fall loose over her shoulders and back.
Warm green eyes, often twinkling with amusement, peered out of a heart-shaped face that is generally only touched up with makeup while she's working, enough to maintain a look without being too time-consuming, although Grace does tends to take more time over her makeup when going out or going to class. Single piercings in both ears finish her look, mostly studs or small hoops, though again when going out she might choose something a little more ostentatious from her collection.
When she can, Grace prefers to wear heels, enjoying the little bit of extra height they give her, though when she needs to move she’ll slip into a pair of sneakers. When out and about Grace tends to prefer to wear short skirts or leggings with a nice t-shirt or a tunic. To change up her look, or when things get cooler she’ll throw in some jeans or shorts depending on the weather. Grace generally prefers lighter coloured tops, pastels, earth colours or floral prints, paired with darker bottoms.
COSTUME:
When on patrol Grace wears an unmarked black tank top with a pair of black skating leggings with leather armour patches sewn into them. On top of her tank top Grace wears a black jacket made with a similar design to her leggings along with a hood to cover her striking and recognizable hair. Under her hood she wears a mask to deepen the shadows on her face, making it harder for anyone spotting her to recognize her. The entire outfit is designed to provide her with protection and security while providing her the maximum movement and flexibility while in costume.
Standing barely 5 foot 1 inch in her socks, no one ever mistook Grace for an imposing or intimidating figure. She's always been petite, a fact about which she was never happy, while all her friends have blossomed and developed she was always seen as cute. A lifetime spent in one sport or another has left her with a slender, if well-toned, frame lending Grace an almost elfin appearance that the warm smile that always seemed to be plastered onto her face did little to detract from. Those years of sports have given Grace something of a dancer’s grace, almost floating when she walks.
The young woman’s stand out feature is her long red hair, reaching down to her mid back, the strands glistening as they catch the light. Grace’s long red hair naturally curls into soft waves although she has been known to straighten her hair when she wants to dress-up or try something different. When at in the field or at training Katie often gathered her hair up into a high-ponytail but when she was relaxing with friends she mostly let her hair fall loose over her shoulders and back.
Warm green eyes, often twinkling with amusement, peered out of a heart-shaped face that is generally only touched up with makeup while she's working, enough to maintain a look without being too time-consuming, although Grace does tends to take more time over her makeup when going out or going to class. Single piercings in both ears finish her look, mostly studs or small hoops, though again when going out she might choose something a little more ostentatious from her collection.
When she can, Grace prefers to wear heels, enjoying the little bit of extra height they give her, though when she needs to move she’ll slip into a pair of sneakers. When out and about Grace tends to prefer to wear short skirts or leggings with a nice t-shirt or a tunic. To change up her look, or when things get cooler she’ll throw in some jeans or shorts depending on the weather. Grace generally prefers lighter coloured tops, pastels, earth colours or floral prints, paired with darker bottoms.
COSTUME:
When on patrol Grace wears an unmarked black tank top with a pair of black skating leggings with leather armour patches sewn into them. On top of her tank top Grace wears a black jacket made with a similar design to her leggings along with a hood to cover her striking and recognizable hair. Under her hood she wears a mask to deepen the shadows on her face, making it harder for anyone spotting her to recognize her. The entire outfit is designed to provide her with protection and security while providing her the maximum movement and flexibility while in costume.
Personality
There is a level of arrogance that informs Grace’s personality and actions, since she was a young child everything came easy to her. The early development of her powers made school a breeze for a young Grace, whether in class or in athletics her photographic memory and abilities made it a breeze. This has bred an over-confidence in her own abilities, and a sense of her own worth. Even when she first started acting as a hero her powers gave her a significant advantage over the garden variety criminals and villains she first came across. Her parents took her abilities as one more sign of their daughter’s superiority to the other children. They’d always bragged about their daughter’s grades and her athletic achievements to their friends, putting Grace up on a pedestal. They’d pushed her into gymnastics, into cheerleading and AP classes, constantly pushing her to do better, to do more so they could bask in the reflected glory.
This left Grace feeling isolated from her peers, she wanted to make friends, to live the normal life that you saw on TV, read about in books. Only that never seemed to happen, the distance created by her parent’s gloating and her own abilities at school made her an unapproachable figure. So she acted the part, but the truth was that it was a mask, a cover for feelings of inadequacy and insecurity. A way to protect herself from the isolation she felt pressing in on herself. Beneath that mask Grace is afraid to be alone, to end up isolated and lost, her life passing her by. She learned to fit in anywhere she found herself, to slide into any group as if she belonged there, as if she’d been there forever. Then she’d move on and all those smiling faces would fall away. The problem with showing everyone a mask is that no-one got to know the real you. Most of those friends she made, slid away just as easily as she made them in the first place. With few real friends Grace treasures those connections she does manage to make, threatening them is one way to push her over the edge.
While Grace has few friends and fewer still, only her brother so far, that she trusts to let past her guard those who make it would find a kind and generous young woman, at least to her friends. To her enemies Grace has little concern or kindness to show, she won’t kill them, after all the perfectionist wants to be the best hero she can, and heroes don’t kill. Despite the coldness she can exhibit to her enemies, the young woman is, surprisingly, fond of cute things, though she’d never admit it aloud to anyone, and still has the stuffed dog her grandparents brought her. It’s her greatest secret though, and few people are even aware of its existence. Outside of her duties as a hero, Grace likes to spend time with what friends she has, at class and around time living out the college student life.
This left Grace feeling isolated from her peers, she wanted to make friends, to live the normal life that you saw on TV, read about in books. Only that never seemed to happen, the distance created by her parent’s gloating and her own abilities at school made her an unapproachable figure. So she acted the part, but the truth was that it was a mask, a cover for feelings of inadequacy and insecurity. A way to protect herself from the isolation she felt pressing in on herself. Beneath that mask Grace is afraid to be alone, to end up isolated and lost, her life passing her by. She learned to fit in anywhere she found herself, to slide into any group as if she belonged there, as if she’d been there forever. Then she’d move on and all those smiling faces would fall away. The problem with showing everyone a mask is that no-one got to know the real you. Most of those friends she made, slid away just as easily as she made them in the first place. With few real friends Grace treasures those connections she does manage to make, threatening them is one way to push her over the edge.
While Grace has few friends and fewer still, only her brother so far, that she trusts to let past her guard those who make it would find a kind and generous young woman, at least to her friends. To her enemies Grace has little concern or kindness to show, she won’t kill them, after all the perfectionist wants to be the best hero she can, and heroes don’t kill. Despite the coldness she can exhibit to her enemies, the young woman is, surprisingly, fond of cute things, though she’d never admit it aloud to anyone, and still has the stuffed dog her grandparents brought her. It’s her greatest secret though, and few people are even aware of its existence. Outside of her duties as a hero, Grace likes to spend time with what friends she has, at class and around time living out the college student life.
History
Grace was born on 14th June 2002 in the city of Ithaca, the second child of the Gabrielle and Matthew Locke. Her mother, Gabrielle, was a professor of economics at the university and her father was an urban planner with the government. The parents of the Locke family were loving but distant, more concerned with their careers than they were with their children. One was sometimes there in the morning, and they did make an effort to be present for dinner, even if they did retreat to their offices after to go back to work. A young Grace was mostly raised by a housekeeper and her older brother. That all changed when she was 10.
The girl had always excelled at school, she had always excelled in the classes, barely challenged as she just drifted through her classes barely paying attention. Grace’s teachers became tired of trying to catch her out, the girl’s photographic memory allowing her to answer a question, even if she hadn’t really been paying attention. She couldn’t point to a specific point when these abilities had triggered, when she could say everything started become ing easy, it was more a gradual thing it had been much this wy for as long as she remembered. Grace’s brother had always known she was gifted, that she would finish her homework before him and then bug him to come play was proof enough to the boy of that. He finally managed to convince their parents to have her tested, hoping that maybe that would get her moved up a grade or two so she was less bored in class. They do say the road to hell is paved with good intentions.
The tests came back with proof that Grace wasn’t just gifted, but was a powered individual. While she might never be able to throw fire or command the weather, her abilities gave her advantages in her everyday life that drew her parent’s focus. For the two overachievers, the fact that Grace’s brother would rather spend his time playing videogames and hanging with his friends than focusing on his future, They were determined that that wouldn’t happen to their daughter, that she wouldn’t walk down the same path of low achievement. While they hid the truth of her gifts from the community, they did start to push her into more and more activities, taking more of an interest in her life. All of a sudden that relaxation, hanging out and relaxing with her brother were gone, replaced with gymnastics and cheerleading. Accompanying her parents to work events and parties so they could boast while she stood uncomfortably by. It was already hard enough for Grace to make friends, who wanted to be friends with the know-it-all? Unintentionally her parents had just made it worse. Over the next few years Grace found herself becoming isolated from her peers, without any real friends all she could hold onto were her parents words, their ideals. She was introduced, paraded around as their golden child so she started to believe it, that she was somehow better which was why she was alone.
In the end it was her brother who found a way to save her from her isolation, sneaking her out of a ballet class to take her to watch a Martial Arts exposition. He knew that she’d always been athletic and thought that it might be a way for them to spend time together. A way for her to find something in her life her parents had overlooked, a connection with others. From the firstmoment she was hooked, and in the argument that raged through the Locke household that night, for hte first time Grace stood up and said “No” to her parents. She wanted this, and despite their objections her parents caved, though they would forever guilt trip her about this. The thing is...it worked. The nature of Martial Arts was repetition and self-improvement, while she seemed to shine in the competition for once people were cheering her on instead of whispering jealously. For a moment Grace had found balance, happiness.
It wasn’t to last.
More than anyone, Grace’s brother was the most important person in her life, the one who would pick her up when she was down, smuggle her snacks and comics, play games with her and take her out to get away from the heavy eye of her parents. He was also powerless, but between the two he was the real hero. What started as him running into a group of bullies on his way home led to the worst day of Grace’s life. He’d stepped in, tried to protect the victim, only to find himself rushed to hospital instead. A bullet had shattered his spine, leaving him bed-ridden, a shell of the boy he used to be. It wasn’t Grace’s fault, she hadn’t put him there but the martial arts he’d been learning with her had given him the confidence to approach the boys. She blamed them, she blamed herself.
That was the first night she put on a mask, an outfit cobbled together from gear she had lying around the house. One by one she hunted them all down, the bullies who’d hurt him, the ones who’d lied and failed to inform the police of what happened. They’d hurt her brother so they’d pay, and they did, more than a few cuts nad broken bones accompanied them as she left them for the police to find. Till she went home and told him what she’d done.
Her brother saved her again. He was delighted to have a real hero in the family, was...pleased and dismayed about what she’d done in his name. If he couldn’t be a hero then he could at least help her to be one, so he became her support team, the voice in her ear. He’d let her know where to go, feed her information she needed and stopped her from spinning out too far. In those early years, before he left for university he helped mold her into a Hero, saving her from walking the path of the Villain.
By the time he left for university Grace’s path was set, choosing to go to university in Astaria and applying to join AEGIS. It finally got her away from her parents, finally a chance to stretch her wings and discover who she could be on her own.
The girl had always excelled at school, she had always excelled in the classes, barely challenged as she just drifted through her classes barely paying attention. Grace’s teachers became tired of trying to catch her out, the girl’s photographic memory allowing her to answer a question, even if she hadn’t really been paying attention. She couldn’t point to a specific point when these abilities had triggered, when she could say everything started become ing easy, it was more a gradual thing it had been much this wy for as long as she remembered. Grace’s brother had always known she was gifted, that she would finish her homework before him and then bug him to come play was proof enough to the boy of that. He finally managed to convince their parents to have her tested, hoping that maybe that would get her moved up a grade or two so she was less bored in class. They do say the road to hell is paved with good intentions.
The tests came back with proof that Grace wasn’t just gifted, but was a powered individual. While she might never be able to throw fire or command the weather, her abilities gave her advantages in her everyday life that drew her parent’s focus. For the two overachievers, the fact that Grace’s brother would rather spend his time playing videogames and hanging with his friends than focusing on his future, They were determined that that wouldn’t happen to their daughter, that she wouldn’t walk down the same path of low achievement. While they hid the truth of her gifts from the community, they did start to push her into more and more activities, taking more of an interest in her life. All of a sudden that relaxation, hanging out and relaxing with her brother were gone, replaced with gymnastics and cheerleading. Accompanying her parents to work events and parties so they could boast while she stood uncomfortably by. It was already hard enough for Grace to make friends, who wanted to be friends with the know-it-all? Unintentionally her parents had just made it worse. Over the next few years Grace found herself becoming isolated from her peers, without any real friends all she could hold onto were her parents words, their ideals. She was introduced, paraded around as their golden child so she started to believe it, that she was somehow better which was why she was alone.
In the end it was her brother who found a way to save her from her isolation, sneaking her out of a ballet class to take her to watch a Martial Arts exposition. He knew that she’d always been athletic and thought that it might be a way for them to spend time together. A way for her to find something in her life her parents had overlooked, a connection with others. From the firstmoment she was hooked, and in the argument that raged through the Locke household that night, for hte first time Grace stood up and said “No” to her parents. She wanted this, and despite their objections her parents caved, though they would forever guilt trip her about this. The thing is...it worked. The nature of Martial Arts was repetition and self-improvement, while she seemed to shine in the competition for once people were cheering her on instead of whispering jealously. For a moment Grace had found balance, happiness.
It wasn’t to last.
More than anyone, Grace’s brother was the most important person in her life, the one who would pick her up when she was down, smuggle her snacks and comics, play games with her and take her out to get away from the heavy eye of her parents. He was also powerless, but between the two he was the real hero. What started as him running into a group of bullies on his way home led to the worst day of Grace’s life. He’d stepped in, tried to protect the victim, only to find himself rushed to hospital instead. A bullet had shattered his spine, leaving him bed-ridden, a shell of the boy he used to be. It wasn’t Grace’s fault, she hadn’t put him there but the martial arts he’d been learning with her had given him the confidence to approach the boys. She blamed them, she blamed herself.
That was the first night she put on a mask, an outfit cobbled together from gear she had lying around the house. One by one she hunted them all down, the bullies who’d hurt him, the ones who’d lied and failed to inform the police of what happened. They’d hurt her brother so they’d pay, and they did, more than a few cuts nad broken bones accompanied them as she left them for the police to find. Till she went home and told him what she’d done.
Her brother saved her again. He was delighted to have a real hero in the family, was...pleased and dismayed about what she’d done in his name. If he couldn’t be a hero then he could at least help her to be one, so he became her support team, the voice in her ear. He’d let her know where to go, feed her information she needed and stopped her from spinning out too far. In those early years, before he left for university he helped mold her into a Hero, saving her from walking the path of the Villain.
By the time he left for university Grace’s path was set, choosing to go to university in Astaria and applying to join AEGIS. It finally got her away from her parents, finally a chance to stretch her wings and discover who she could be on her own.
Player
OOC NAME: Luciain (John Locke in discord)
PRONOUNS: He/Him
OTHER CHARACTERS: None...yet!
SOURCE: I was looking for a board that RPed Super Heroes and found the proboards advert for hte site that brought me here.
PRONOUNS: He/Him
OTHER CHARACTERS: None...yet!
SOURCE: I was looking for a board that RPed Super Heroes and found the proboards advert for hte site that brought me here.
credit to Laura of Adox
