Craig Beckett

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O N _ Y O U

Name/Alias: Erin (twin #2 XDD)
Gender: Female
Experience: 9 Months
Location: Time Zone: EST (UTC-5) Summer: (DST) EDT (UTC-4)

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C H A R A C T E R _P R O F I L E

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Full Name: Craig Aaron Beckett
Age: 18
Gender: Male
Date of Birth: May 10th, 1990
Tainted? Yes
Ability: Teleportation_ Craig has found out about his powers, when he was just over 17 years old. It was really an event that would happen that afterwards would trigger his powers. So far he can move from place to place, short distances with ease. He hasn't had the will right now to work on them so he could travel long distances that would normally take him over an hour to reach, he can only make it about half way. His ability, pretty much looks like he's has some kinds of mist ish thing. But it is his cells disappearing them self’s, then reforming in another place. Picture it like the movie Jumper. He'll discover out later that he could learn to teleport himself and someone else at the same time. The idea sparks a new found interest he never had before. Before this happens, he doesn't know what to make of his ability.
Beliefs: He follows the saying, don’t judge a book by its cover. So he doesn't, if he's in the talking mood. He'll give the person a chance, and accept them for who they are. unless of course the person wants to be an ass to him the chances are he'll be an ass right back. Tainted or Untainted to him everyone’s the same, he wont think lower of you if you have a power or not. Heck it's not like we chose to have this ability, or not have it.



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Eyes: His eyes are almost a copper color. But a bit more brown. Though you can see the small tint of copper in the right light. The actual shape is average, at the moment they aren't full of life, as he's going through some rough years.
Hair: His hair has a lose natural curl. the color is a brown, but in dim lighting can look like it's dark brown. It's somewhat short. it doesn’t get in his eyes, as it's too short for that. Even when it gets wet you could probably pull it down to his eyebrow, but it will bounce back up when you let it go.
Height: 5'10"
Weight: 161lb. Craig likes to keep in shape by walking a lot, and just going for runs. He's not o gym crazy guy, but he likes to keep healthy As best as he can right now.
Distinguishing Features:A scar on his right hand, from when he fell off his bike in the first grade. When he fell off his bike, his hand was bent back, and slashed open on a rock. also breaking his wrist at the same time. He also has a large scar streching across his belly, from when he was 17 and in the car crash.
Other:The shade of his skin is in the light tones. So in the wintertime his nose can get pretty red. He literally hates it when it does that, reminds him of Rudolph. He hates those super puffy winter coast, so he sticks to wearing a hooded sweater or two, and an almost jean material coat over top.


p e r s o n a l i t y

Likes:Walking
Waking up early
Being alone
Talking to someone he trusts
Art shows
Writing
Dislikes:
Rapist
Driving
Being in a car/van
Smoking
Murders
(At the same time dislikes) Being alone
Bullies
Swimming (He can swim, but his lungs always feel compressed under the water.)
Bottled water
Golbal Warming
The Good Points: He tells it like it is. Even if it's not something he likes about himself. He can never just sit down and watch someone do something stupid, that everyone apparently said is okay to do. Or if some one asks how they look in something. He'll tell the truth, even if it is harsh. Put it this way, why let them go to something important thinking they look great when they don’t. but he pretty much hates it because people usually get mad at him afterwards, even if he was only trying to help. So now he doesn't do a lot of talking. Unless it's with someone he knows wont judge him.
The Bad Points: Slowly he's starting to become separate from the world. Well not the world but the people in it. He can’t let go of the past and it's stopping him from getting through the present. There are people he can’t let go of, events that keep dragging him back and back. He actually doesn't want to let go of the memories, then he feels like he has nothing left of her. But if something doesn't change fast he's just going to keep on getting father and farther from everyone, and only she can bring him back.
Habits: Singing when there’s no music
Disappearing for days on end
Finding stray cats and getting them homes.
Walking away with out a word when people try to bring up his past
Feeling his heart break when he thinks about Lyra
Possessions/Obsessions/Other: He has his cell, the same one he had from when he as going out with Lyra, and was geting all the angry messages from Alyssa. Also a picture of him and Lyra, in one of those photo booths, he always had in his wallet, and never took it out, even when he as going out with Alyssa. Also a family photo in there too.


o r i g i n s

Place of Birth: London England

Family:
Mike Beckett (Father) 43
Shelly Beckett (Mother) 41[deceased] {Maiden Name: Hunter}
Brandi Beckett (Younger Sister) 16[deceased]

Zanita Beckett (Aunt)[deceased]
Caleb Beckett-Zamojski (Cousin)
William Zamojski (Uncel)

History:
Mike and Shelly met each other after high school. They had been both working at the same business company. But never really acknowledge each other, just a little hello here and there. Like any other coworker. It wasn't until their boss assigned them partners in a new big company project, that they really got to know each other. It didn't take them long to fall in love. Mike wanted to ask Shelly to marry him while the project was still going on. But that wouldn't have been able to happen. It had been a year and the project was at its peek, almost to be done. There was just not enough time. A year and a half later after the start of the business plan. It was finally over and the everything for the new HQ was complete, and the deal was signed. Mike and Shelly were free from all time consuming work. That was when Mike made his move, asking Shelly to marry him before they were assigned something else. A year later they were married and expecting a child. Some people might think they were taking things fast, Shelly being 24 and Mike 25. But why should they wait when they were in love now.

9 months later they had a baby boy and named him Craig. Just one year after his birth they were expecting another baby. 9 months later, and they had a baby girl, naming her Brandi. The four of them then decided to move to a smaller town outside of the main urban area, to settle down and raise their children. To skip a bit ahead past the diaper stages. I’ll continue on when Craig is now 8 and attending second grade. The year started out fine for him, he was still leader of his pals, and liked it that way. It wasn't until this one girl was way to smart and at the top of the class for his liking. Then after that any moment he could, he bullied her. On his advantage she never did anything in return to try and stop him. That is until third grade came along, and one day she punched him square in the stomach. As he was still leader of his little bad group of pals. They had went and beat Lyra black and blue the next day. But Craig and his violent group of friend just ended up having to deal with Lyra's brother, and it didn't go to well. He wanted to make sure Craig and his pals didn't do anything else to Lyra. But even if it stopped his pals, it didn't stop him.

When he was in grade 6 his victim had tried to lose her weight. Which she did a pretty good job of. She was more skinny then the smallest girl in the class. But to Craig. It didn't matter, Lyra's chubbiness wasn't really what he started bullying her for. It was her smarts. But that was just a side thing he could add in to his tormenting. He hated her so much. The only time he'd look at her was if he was going to make fun of her. But she just played the ignore game, and it seemed to work on him too.

Craig himself didn't know why he even did this. But when he was 13, he found out Lyra had gotten sick and had to have surgery on her spine. He decided to go to the hospital and give her a visit. Not to be rude or say hurtful things. Just to...go. It was a very odd 15 minutes. After so many years of hate. It was like Lyra's illness took that all with it when it was gone. When she got out of the hospital. Craig talked to her more and more and then he finally felt that she was his best friend, and he was hers.

But when Craig turned 14, things didn't get much better. He was the most popular guy in the whole school, and no one could understand why he would spend so much time with Lyra. Craig was so concerned over her health and felt so bad because he new it was his fault that Lyra was losing more weight each day. It got so bad that she had actually passed out, and sent to hospital. Craig had waited two whole days for Lyra's return. When he found out she was coming back, he went over to her house, her father greeting him at the door, leting him in to wait for Lyra to come back. The waiting seemed to take years, but when the door finally clicked breaking the deafing silence. It was then that Craig made his move and told Lyra everything. How he loved her and wanted to be with her. He gave her his heart, and she took it giving him hers in return. The people at school seemed to finally accept it. They were as cute as can be and so madly in love.

When Craig turned 16 the most pain he would ever go though would happen. When Lyra turned 16, it all happened at the small party as her house. A man named Ben Donald raped her. A coworker to her father. Craig was devastated this man had taken Lyra away from him. Even though they had given each other their virginity, he couldn't look at her the same way anymore and it killed him. Ripping him apart from the inside out. It was even more heart breaking when Lyra ended their relationship.

He hadn't seen Lyra much anymore but around the school. Every time he could see her, he could never make direct eye contact with her. It hurt too much. But when a girl name Alyssa Portman found out about the most popular guy in school being single once again. She quickly made her move. Craig didn't actually like this girl, but he felt the relationship gave him comfort to ease his pain. His eyes were clouded and he didn't make the right choice with her. Alyssa was just in it to make her self more popular at school. Craig never did anything more with her then kiss. And it seemed every time Alyssa wanted to kiss was when Lyra was walking right by. It hurt even more when he found out Lyra had moved away, and he didn't even know where.

Now he was 17, and just when he thought his life had already taken its worst turn. He was so ever wrong. Shelly had taken Brandi to the doctors, because she had come down with the flu. She had a high fever, so shelly took the day off work and Brandi took the day off school to go. That same day at school Craig, went up to Alyssa and said to her in front of all her so-called friends. "Were over. I don’t love you, and you don’t like me. I'm just a tool you use to be popular. And just so you know I'd kiss Lyra any day everyday over you." With that he walked away. All her shouting and friends laughing should of been enough to make him smile. But he new if he did his face would fall to pieces. The whole day he kept getting texts and phone calls from Alyssa, trying to make him take her back. Probably just so she could break up with him and be more popular over him. That’s all it was with her, to be 'popular...' Then at lunch he guessed she realized that he wasn't going to take her back. Or she just didn't want to beg in front of everyone, in the lunchroom. She approached him while he was at the soda machine. He slipped his money in and pushed the button, then the one beside it quickly two times. That brought back to many memories and he wished he didn't do it. He didn't even hear Alyssa threaten him that she was going to make him hate his life, how could that work when he already did. His didn't hear it, his ears were fixed on the sound of two pop cans falling down. He always did that little trick, pay for one get two. And he'd always give the second one to Lyra.

That long school day of angry texts and phone messages on his cell, finally ended as the last bell rang. He met up with his sister after school, she had come back for the afternoon of school, and the two of them walk over to their mom’s parked car. Brandi sat in the front seat along with Shelly, and Craig in the back. The ride was going okay, and Brandi brought up the lunchroom and what had happen. He replied with a "Ya I know, but why should I keep going out with her when I didn't even love her." His mom looked at him through the review mirror, and told him she'd make some cookies when they got home. To cheer him up. The light turned green and they started to drive through the intersection. Just then something told Craig to look left, he screamed shouting "Mom look out!" But it was too late.

Craig opened his eyes to find himself being pushed on some short of bed, and people shouting all around him. His stomach had the worst pain you could ever imagine. Like someone had taken a knife and stabbed him 20 times. He blacked out again then reopened his eyes; he was still being pushed on the bed. He had no idea what was going on. He could hear them shouting things like, he's woken up, or we don’t have much time, get him into emergency O.R. Then everything went black again, and stayed black.

A week later Craig finally opened his eyes, his father as sitting beside him. He told him he was in the hospital, and he had been out for over a week. The pain in his stomach had subsided but it still hurt. He kept asking where were mom and Brandi, and are they okay. But his father wouldn't say. Then he'd say just random words and bits of pieces like the truck, cookies. Then he'd always black out again. The next time he woke up he was told what had happened. As he his mom and Brandi were driving through the intersection, there was a drunken man driving a delivery truck, which wasn't even his, he stole it. The truck had been coming down the hill so fast. It severed at the last moment hitting the front end of their car. A large piece of broken glass had stabbed Craig in his stomach, and he was taken into O.R. right away, and stayed in critical care for some time. But Shelly and Brandi Hunter died at the impact from the truck.

When Craig was finally aloud to go home, he didn't even have the will to walk. Half his family ripped away from him, when he got inside his house, his dad pushing the wheel chair. He eyes caught the sight of a family photo, and he just broke down into tears. He wanted to hold the photo so bad. But it was all the way across the room. He stood up but could move his feet, His stomach still needed healing. He kept looking at the photo through blurry vision. Tears poured down his face, his father too. Then before his father’s eyes, he somehow was over on the other side of the room. Mike had felt a gust of air. Did his son just travel through space? Craig on the other hand didn't even notice, until his father called him and it sounded far away. He collapsed and Mike quickly put him to his bedroom.

Then while Craig was sleeping he, searched up everything he could about what had happened to his son. An article appeared on the Internet about the tainted and untainted and found out his son could teleport. They needed to move this house held to many memories and they'd both slowly die away from the inside out if they stayed. San seemed like the best place to go, they could live there in the town, and Craig would be around people like him, tainted. And wouldn't have to wonder all his life why could he teleport. But they couldn’t leave just yet; it took them 3 months before they could move. To do the entire funeral related things, then another month to pack up, everything in the house. And spending the last month to sell their house and buy one in San. During this time Craig turned 18, and is now living in Sanglignée with his father Mike. And they are about to find out something he nor his father new about. An unknown side to the Beckett family tree.



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RP Sample:

(Rp sample from my Character Damian Devil)

As quickly as he could, pulling a glove out of his jacket, he slipped it onto his right hand. He sure didn't want Ali seeing a bloody hand, epically because it was his and she'd freak out more. He tried to pull it into a fist to see if he could, but ended up biting his bottom lip in pain. That wasn't his main problem. It was his foot. But by this time she had turned around to see what had happened to him. She ran over, and... Was she saying sorry? Why was she saying sorry? Damian kept thinking, she didn't do anything. He didn't want her apologizing for something his own ability did. "Don’t say sorry. Don’t, you didn't do anything..." He said trying to assure her this wasn't her fault. The fault was his emotions, but then...did she trigger them or did he? He realized she asked him what could she do. "I'll try to turn it back on then just slip it out...or...well at least this isn't cement." Which he was so grateful for, he was so glad this was a dirt path. How the heck would he get it foot out if it weren’t? Well use his ability, but there was always that possibility that it wouldn't go back on. But good thing was. That wasn't the case.

He was about to tug on his foot again, when he saw out of the corner of his eyes, Ali's eyes start to water. "Don’t cry." Is what he said before she embraced him in a hug. He felt his own eyes start to burn a bit, and he wasn't exactly sure why... He wrapped his arms around her, holding Ali close. He didn't want to let go. He squeezed her right shoulder with his left hand, not a strong squeeze, but more of the kind you'd get if you went to a massage. He had never hugged her like this before. Before it was like friendly hugs, what friends would do if they were saying "goodbye", or a "hey" when they met up somewhere. But this was different like it had more of a meaning. Just then he felt his foot come up a bit only for a second, but it stopped once again remaining stuck. The only difference was you could see the top of his shoe. He started to think about the whole situation, not his foot. But him and Adelaide Divine. 'Do I like her. Do I like her? I need to know.' He thought still holding her close. He tried to sum up everything about her, her Adelaide, that he loved. But the only way he could sum it all up was if he said, 'everything...so, so I-' he was cut off by the reality of a hot tear rolling out of his eye. 'Oh gosh, what if she rejects me, and this is just a pity pug hug...NO!' he shouted in his head, then more calmly thought 'I can’t think like that....'

Damian started to feel a little lightheaded. Then he realized he had been holding in a breath of air for who knows how long. He let it out but it was all shaky, and was filled with worry, guilt, tears, and any other emotions he was feeling now or he had held in for the past year. He could feel tears burning down his face, they were silent. But he didn't want Ali to see him crying, he new she couldn't hear him as he wasn't making any sounds. His left hand started to stroke her beautiful raven hair. To him it smelt nice, he couldn't tell what the shampoo was, but it caught his sense. A strong breeze flew through the air, and Damian held Ali closer in his grip. Like he was afraid the wind was going to take her away with it. His eye caught the sight of his right hand; the black glove seemed to have a red tint to it now, by the bottom of his palm. He couldn't feel the pain from it any more. It just went numb. Which was an easing feeling, better then before when it was stinging like fire.

Character Model: James Edward Franco

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