"When she was just a girl she expected the world, but it flew away from her reach.
So she ran away in her sleep and dreamed of Para-para-paradise...every time she closed her eyes."
Paradise | Coldplay || Diary of Jane | Breaking Benjamin|| Viva La Viral | Norwegian Recycling
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ďźďźĽ
Elizabeth Grey
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Cortex
ďźďźĽ/ďźł
Liz
Lizzie (Only a Select Few)
Ice Queen (Hates)
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20
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American
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Heterosexual // Panromantic
 
Dialogue: â#367A8Bâ
Thoughts: #367A8B
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Mutant
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Mind Link: Ability to develop a mental link with any person which remains as a connection to that individual. This is generally used for communication and location purposes.
Telekinesis: Telekinetic abilities enable her to levitate herself or other objects, propel or manipulate them however she wishes, stimulate individual molecules to create heat, and generate concussive force or protective shields.
Telepathy: She can read or manipulate the minds of others and even higher order animals. This includes the creation of illusions that can deceive or cloak the presence of herself and other (this is limited by the number of people she is deceiving not the number of people she is cloaking). While she does have to potential to reach into the depths of a personâs mind and even take possession of their body like her mother, Liz is extremely wary of this power, and as such is one of her less developed skills.
Hand to Hand Combat: Proficient in a fist fight, but by no means an expert. Liz can hold her own with the average opponent when the situation calls for it, but she lacks the physical strength of her father to ever go toe to toe in that area with a strength based opponent.
Cloak Mind: Ability to rearrange the âmental engramsâ of mutants so their distinctive mutant thought patterns cannot be detected by Cerebro-type devises or by other telepaths.
Psionic Shield: Ability to erect a psychic shield for protection of herself and of others minds.
Mental Paralysis: She can induce temporary mental or physical paralysis.
Mental Amnesia: She can erase any awareness of particular memories or cause total amnesia.
Mind Transferral: She can transfer both her mind and powers into other host bodies if her own physical body could be somehow killed.
Psionic Blast: She can project psionic force bolts which have no physical effects but which can affect a victim's mind so as to cause the victim pain or unconsciousness and turning someone brain-dead.
Astral Projection: She can project her astral form from her body onto Astral Plane or the physical plane. In the physical plane she can travel in astral form over vast distances. In the astral plane, she can mentally create psionic objects and manipulate the aspects of her environment. She can communicate with others astrally through her own will, or through contact with the thoughts and memories of others.
Mental Detection: She can sense the presence of another superhuman mutant within a small but as yet undefined radius of himself by perceiving the distinctive mental radiations emitted by such a being.
http://www.superherodb.com/jean-grey/10-814/powers/
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Height: 5â7
Weight: 126 lbs.
Eye Color: Blue/Green
Hair Color: Brown
Penthouse
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Around her friends, Liz can be another person all together. While sheâll never win any congeniality contests or be outgoing, those in her circle know her to be rather funny in her own way, and even a bit of a show off. As for those who try to hurt the people sheâs close to, beware. For all her control and restraints, Liz can be frighteningly unhinged when truly riled, and a violent force to be reckoned with. When it comes to romantic endeavors, Liz is not terribly experienced, but far from a blushing school girl. Being able to read peopleâs minds, and sometimes as a teen having little control over her abilities while around other horny teenagers, has left her pretty desensitized in that regard.
Lizâs relationship with adults, particularly authority figures however, is a bit more complicated. As an Omega level mutant of nearly prodigal potential, Liz has always been a talented student and quick learner. Personal feelings of violation and betrayal however have left Liz with a lack of willingness to trust in others, particularly other telepaths, and ruined relationships with the majority of the adult figures from her childhood. The notable exception to that is her father Logan, whom she remains close with.
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⤠Reading
⤠Listening to Music
⤠Motorcycles
⤠People Watching
⤠Sitting on Rooftops
⤠Being Outside
⤠Swimming
⤠Winning
⤠Pushing her Limits
⤠Rain
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⤠Arrogance
⤠The X-Men
⤠Pickles
⤠Other Telepaths in her Head
⤠Jealous People
⤠Kiwi
⤠Feeling Confined
⤠People Who Take What They Have for Granted
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 | 
⤠Above Average Intelligence
⤠Gifted Telepath
⤠Highly Focused
⤠Excellent Strategist
 | 
⤠Average Physical Strength for her Size and Gender {A.K.A. Pretty Puny Comparatively}
⤠Occasionally Unstable: Liz has only been able to partially undo the work that Jean and Xavier did to her mind which, regarding her mental stability, arguably is doing more harm than good.
⤠Explosive Temper: It can take a lot to get her to that point, but when Liz has an episode, she can be wild and reckless. This adds a level of ferocity to her combat style, but Liz is most effective (particularly as a telepath) when her head is on straight.
⤠Mental Blocks: Liz still has portions of her memory, personality, and powers locked away within her mind where she can not access them,
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⤠Never Regaining All of Her Memory
⤠Having a Full on Mental Breakdown
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Like an asteroid crashing to earth, the affair was brief and white hot. The split was far from mutual, but then Jean had always picked Scott over Logan. The Phoenix did not agree, but she was merely a part of Jean, and rarely in the driverâs seat. To everyoneâs great surprise, and the happiness of few, Jean had unwittingly kept a souvenir from her time with Logan, and Elizabeth Grey was born into the world. Suddenly the Phoenix had yet another new experience to add to its growing collection; motherhood, and it latched on with relish.
Other details in Jeanâs life became less important. Her marriage to Scott Summers was predictable and seemed utterly dull compared to the shining ember sheâd helped bring life too. As a detached entity, traveling the universe as a cosmic entity, she had helped to create and destroy life on a scale infinitely grander than one small child. But in this form, as a part of Jean Grey, none of that compared. Like Jean, Lizzie was a telepath, a strong one. At night, the Phoenix would reach out to her with their bond, a fiery golden tether that linked their minds implicitly. Lizzieâs was too young, too untrained to consciously recognize the Phoenix as a distinct and separate presence yet, but Lizzieâs mind welcomed her eagerly nonetheless. The Phoenix had never known a greater happiness, nor a greater sorrow when they were separated.
Growing up, Liz had always known that Scott Summerâs resented her, maybe even hated her a little. He never said it or showed it directly in his actions, but there is very little of that nature you can hide from a telepath. To Scott, Liz was a constant reminder of Jeanâs infidelity, Loganâs ability to give Jean something he couldnât, and a shadowy glimpse at what might have been his in another life. It made living in the Summerâs household as a Grey a suffocating experience, even at a young age.
It helped that Liz was a telepath like her mother, at least in some ways. If she had taken after her father and his regenerative abilities, it would have just been salt in the wound. Some days, When Lizzieâs eyes were more green than blue, and the sun hit her hair just right that it brought out the copper highlights in her dark hair, Scott could even pretend she was his. At least for a little while.
Being a telepath helped, but it also presented its own set of problems. At the age of twelve, Liz was unnervingly powerful, just like her mother had been. This concerned everyone, except the Phoenix who remained disturbingly silent on the matter. Xavier began to come more often for âprivate lessonsâ, to gage the extent of the young mutantâs powers, and decide if blocks needed to be erected to ensure everyoneâs safety. Logan, as always, remained her most vigil advocate. Lizzieâs case was different. Jean had been through trauma, witnessed and linked minds with a dying friend. Logan knew firsthand the pain and suffering that came from someone tampering with your head. He didnât want that for his daughter, even if it was from the careful hand of Professor X. The adults relented, there seemed no imminent danger at the time. Funny, how history tends to repeat itself.
When Lizzie was thirteen, her best friend, Anna Cho, went missing. A week later her body was found in a drainage ditch near the city dump, her corpse bleached and stuffed in a trash bag like unwanted junk. Detectives inevitably came to question the friends and family, detectives who had seen and been haunted by the photographs and sight of the crime scene. Liz was a telepath, a young one inexperienced with erecting mental shields. Soon the photographs haunted her as well. Lizzieâs world became sadness, her own mixing with those around, her teacher, her friends, Annaâs family. It became an oppressive looming presence she could not escape. Until one day, she did not feel sadness, but cautiously optimistic pride. Instead of a crushing sense of loss and anguish, she sensed relief and glee. A month had past and no new leads. He knew the pattern, the signs of a waning investigation. Soon the case would go cold. Heâd gotten away with it again.
One might think a grocery store is an odd place to meet a serial killer, but in a twisted way it made sense. Even the scum of the earth had to eat, and what better place for a predator to hunt children in plain sight. When Liz locked eyes with the man whoâd killed and brutalized her best friend, sheâd been expecting to see a monster who looked the part to match the pictures she couldnât get out of her head. Instead she saw a beige sweater pulling a sad looking TV dinner out of the frozen section. There were no fangs or menacing eyes to match a bloody shirt proclaiming him the killer Lizzy knew him to be. Instead there was only the smiling face of Mr. Wilks Annaâs piano tutor from church.
In that moment, an omega level mutant lost control in a crowded suburban grocery store, mind in turmoil as weeks of pent up heartache, and helplessness, and rage exploded out of her. Sensing her distress, the Phoenix reached out through their bond, and a fraction of its power was suddenly at Lizâs disposal. The results were devastating for Mr. Wilks. By the time Jean and Scott where about to stop her, Liz had shredded his mind apart, and her own mental state was frenzied. After that, Loganâs protest fell on deaf ears as Xavier began erecting walls in Lizzieâs mind. With the Phoenix involved, and her mental state appearing so unstable, the X-Men feared the rising of a Dark Phoenix. The barriers limiting her powers were not enough.
Any memory of the incident needed to be erased, including Anna, and especially the Phoenix. Whole facets of Lizâs personality were locked away within her mind, as well as a great deal of her power. Even the memories of a comforting warmth that had been there all her life. Now she only felt cold. For years she languished this way, despondent and distant as part of who she truly was remained shut away and replaced with a blank space in her head. Control became her new mantra, her sessions with Jean and Xavier increasing as her blocked powers began slowly wiggling free. She was a good student, diligent, intelligent, and precise. Her inner fire, so dangerous to those around her, had appeared to be successfully contained. Until one day, it wasnât.
Liz was seventeen when the first memory of Anna returned. What triggered it is anyoneâs guess, but Logan has always put money on the pink sparkle bicycle with the white Barbie basket she saw on the way home from school. Her father had always had good memory regarding the timeline he could recall. Anna had a bike that looked just like it. Recovering her memories hadnât been like on TV with amnesia where one bit of recognition had brought it all back. Her memory loss hadnât been due to an injury, but rather purposeful tampering in her mind. Liz had been forced to carefully mine out every single memory sheâd gotten back, every bit of her personality that now felt a foreign as an oversized glove. She felt too small and frail for it to belong to her, but hoped desperately to grow into it. Now, even three years later, Liz can still feel blank spots in her head, and some days just knowing that theyâre there drives her crazy.
The day she remembered Anna had died, was the day Liz ran away. She didnât trust her mother any longer, and she certainly didnât trust Scott. Liz would never willingly let someone root about in her head ever again, and with the help of her father, she ended up with Bruce Wayne and Tony Stark. Sheâs been a âstudentâ, at their academy ever since.
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Played by: Kohananinja
The base coding for this template, while heavily altered, comes from the talented Cloud.