Tabitha Smith (__withaboom) wrote, @ 2014-01-31 18:33:00 |
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Entry tags: | #bio: the institute |
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…BASICS; | ||||
FULL NAME: Tabitha Smith NICKNAME: Tabs, Tabby, ‘Hey, You!" CODE NAME: Boom-Boom AGE: 16 (nearly 17) DATE OF BIRTH: July 4th, 1997 SEXUALITY: Heterosexual YEAR: Sophomore DORM: 208 HOME TOWN: Roanoke, Virginia SQUAD: Gambit APPEARANCE: Standing at a mere 5’5” and weighing a little less than 120 lbs, what Tabitha Smith lacks in size, she makes up for it with sheer attitude. She carries herself with a confidence that clearly states she is not to be messed with even it that confidence is the biggest lie going. With platinum blonde hair, charming blue eyes, and full lips pulled into a mischievous grin, she’s more trouble with a capital T than a damsel in distress. She likes the sort of retro touch. She loves off-the-shoulder shirts, faded skinny jeans and boots, jackets and shirts layered over a tank top. She uses an array of accessories to complement her style. There are usually some bangles and bracelets on her wrist, a necklace around her neck and her ears are pierced three times in each lobe but she never wears dangly earrings - too easy for someone to grab. She isn’t often found without a pair of sunglasses somewhere on her. She’s generally not seen without her lips at least coated in gloss and her eyes accentuated with dark liner. | ||||
…PERSONALITY; | ||||
Tabitha literally gives no fucks. She never has done and she never will do. At least, that’s what she likes to show the world. She lives life by her own rules (with a rulebook that changes pretty constantly) and doesn’t just march to the beat of her own drum, she has her own damn band. She questions orders and authority and hates being told what to do and feeling like she’s being taken advantage of or used because it happened when she was younger and it’s never going to happen to her again. She talks back and rebels and even if she acquiesces and follows the order it’s done sarcastically and reluctantly. Hating feeling like she’s indebted to anyone, Tabitha’s always quick to pay someone back for whatever they did for her, be it a favour or lending her money. She’s like a Lannister, she always pays her debts. As quickly as possible, though if that can’t happen she never forgets. She’s honest - almost brutally so in some instances - when asked for her opinion and often doesn’t filter it. She speaks her mind and doesn’t really much care for people’s feelings. After all, they wouldn’t give a shit about hers, so why should she about theirs? She isn’t insensitive, per se, but she doesn’t sugarcoat and doesn’t pussyfoot around things. She’s nosey and likes to know the latest gossip and doesn’t necessarily respect the social stigma of ‘don’t touch my stuff unless I say you can’, and will often rifle through pockets or bags, just to see what’s in there and then put (most of) it back. She lets things roll off her like water off a duck’s back ordinarily, the little things don’t bother her and she doesn’t sweat about deadlines and rules and is really pretty easy going. She’s not a fan of delayed gratification and likes things now now now and is driven by her impulsivity and is very act now, think later in her outlook on life. This does mean she’s not good at planning and doesn’t think things through very much. It also means that she’s prone to getting herself into situations she can’t always work her way out of because she doesn’t think end game. She’s all about the now. She’s friendly and charming and will speak to - and flirt with - just about anyone, but she is guarded and she doesn’t trust easily. Since childhood, she’s known that she can’t rely on anyone as has been proven to her time and time again, and those people who have stuck by her, proven that they’re not going to ditch her the instant her back’s turned, have a loyalty and fierce protective and possessive friend on their side who has their back for all eternity. That being said, it takes a lot to get through to her and past those walls and she pushes back and pushes away out of self defence and to protect herself because she won’t get hurt, she can’t get hurt. Being hurt is for weak people and she isn’t weak. She has no time for weakness. She finds it hard to trust that people want to be friends with her ‘just ‘cause’ as people have always wanted something from her. She believes wholeheartedly that she isn’t worth anything, isn’t worth anyone’s time or affection or attention so she’s louder than she has to be in everything she does. She constantly craves, wants, needs acceptance and validation, recognition and acknowledgement. She craves people fighting for her attention and her affection and to be her friend, she desperately wants people to push through her walls to prove to her that they think she’s worth their time. She just wants to feel validated, appreciated and loved even though she believes she’s not worth it. It’s a sad state to be in, but she does her very best to never let anyone see that. Tabitha Smith does not give a fuck. No matter what you assholes think. | ||||
…POWERS; | ||||
Tabitha can create balls of plasma, which she calls her "time bombs." These "bombs" explode with concussive force. She can produce marble-sized "bombs" which have little concussive impact and which she uses for playing pranks. She has produced "time bombs" ranging up to the size of tennis balls, which, when they explode, can smash tree trunks and even metal objects (or at least severely damage them). The amount of concussive impact depends on the size of the bomb she creates, and she can, at least to some extent, control the amount of time until it detonates. She can create a half a dozen marble sized bombs without breaking a sweat, and up to one bowling-ball sizes ones. Getting any larger than that is more exhausting for her and takes a greater toll on her, the larger they are the faster they explode, too, as she can’t control the detonation timings for the bigger ones and it’s a bit hit or miss with the marble bombs too. Unfortunately, she’s not immune to her own explosions and can and will (and has in the past) be injured if she’s too close to her own explosions. Eventually, After training, she may learned increasingly greater control over the energy she generates. She could muffle the sound of the detonation to a limited extent and generate explosive energy as streams that respond to her thought directions. She will even be able to reabsorb the energy of non-detonated bombs. | ||||
…HISTORY; | ||||
Tabitha Smith was raised in Roanoke, Virginia. Her parents divorced while she was still young and her father remarried. Her relationship with her parents was tumultuous at best, and further declined after her mutant powers manifested. Her friends had already given Tabitha the nickname Boom-Boom, due to her 'highly explosive' personality. When her mutant power developed, she discovered she could create balls of explosive combustive energy. During a time of high social anxiety, distrust and fear over mutants, her parents were not pleased that their daughter would randomly destroy things with her time-bombs. Boom-Boom's father wasn't a well-educated man, and he tried to beat the mutant power out of her. She resented him for it and placed a small explosive into the tray of his TV dinner. The resultant explosion enraged her father, who beat her so severely that she decided to run away from home and tried to adopt the code name “Time Bomb”. Having somehow found out that there was a school for mutants in New York, she headed that way. She used her power to detonate telephone booths and vending machines to collect small change. She used the money to buy a train ticket to New York where she hoped to find a secret mutant school. When she hit NYC, she realised she was stuck with nowhere to go because it was a secret mutant school. Emphasis on the word ‘secret’. Living on the streets, Tabitha became involved with Maurice "Tiger" Antonini and, after he threatened Tabitha and murdered her friend Gina, she used her powers to kill him, something which still haunts her to this day. Tabitha was still homeless and wandered around the city until she was discovered by the Vanisher. He recruited her into his gang of teen aged street thieves, the Fallen Angels, where she relished the chance to use her time-bombs as a distraction while the others would pick pockets and steal purses. The Vanisher became lazy and reaped the benefits of all their hard work, and she found that really all that he was doing was telling her what to do (which she hated) and taking advantage of her mutant abilities. She broke away when she realised what was happening to try and live on her own again. Disenchanted by the fact that she hadn't been able to find the mutant school and haunted by what she'd done in retaliation for her friend's murder, Tabitha hitchiked to California - a new place, a new start and all that, where she was kidnapped by an anti-mutant group called The Right. There, she met a fellow runaway (Rictor) who had been with The Right for some time and she prevented the other mutant from killing himself and offered to help him escape, for the both of them to escape. They headed back to New York together, Rictor to take up the offer from the X-Men. Tabitha tried to go it alone for a little longer before she realised that she couldn't do it alone. After that, she pretty much literally rocked up at the gates of the school a year ago looking for somewhere she could call home. She’s pretty well known as a trouble maker and a back talker and a pretty poor student despite having quite a lot of potential. | ||||
…ETC; | ||||
Likes: bubblegum, chewing gum, loud music, cute boys, playing pranks, causing chaos, ice-cream, TV, movies, casual dating, being respected, being trusted, learning (tell NO ONE), parties, drinking, scrapping, driving fast cars, adrenaline rushes, stealing Dislikes: assholes, people who are self-righteous, people who think they’re better than her, not having anywhere to live, bananas, Mexican food, spicy food, drafty rooms, K-Pop, Miley Cyrus, most of twee pop culture, authority, the police, the government, bus drivers Quirks/Habits: Tabitha’s never found without gum of one kind of another, she has paperclips on her person and bobby pins for lock picking, she chews her lips and so also always has lip balm with her in various pockets of her jackets, jeans, bags, glove compartments of cars she travels in regularly, in your bag/pocket/jacket if you’re a friend of hers. She’s not good at respecting personal space either and is nosey as all fuck so what’s yours is hers to look through. Hobbies: pickpocketing, causing trouble, watching movies, you know, the normal stuff | ||||
…OUT OF CHARACTER; | ||||