Full Name: Margaret Elizabeth Anderson
Nicknames: Liz, Eliza, Mea
Age: Twenty-four
Birthdate: December 11th, 1988
Home Town: Oakland, California
Sexuality: Heterosexual
School: Noctrem I am the librarian that spends most of her time out of the library and in the gym. I take on most of the P.E. classes.
Power: Invulnerability. My power is somewhat on the better side of powers due to its greatness in my opinion. I was one of the few to be lucky enough to get a power that saves your life in times when you need it. I can never be shot, stabbed, or choked. I can physically feel no pain, which is something that I had to learn over time. It was not easy at first at all due to the constant pain that would happen when I would be in a situation where my power came in handy. The only bad thing with having to learn how to never feel pain was the downside of how much pain I actually felt when something would happen. Now that I have learned to shut out the pain that initially comes with a blow, I am lucky enough to never feel it again. In comparison to the normal human body and mine, there is a huge difference. Let us say that you were punched in the stomach, you would feel the pain that went along with the blow. If I were to get punched in the stomach, you would more than likely fracture/break your hand. I know that sounds like it’s a huge advantage, but with every power comes a weakness. My weakness is that fact that I can be harmed internally through use of poison, physic powers, and more.
Likes: I like staying fit, working out, going for a jog, yoga, hot tea, fashion magazines, red lipstick, gym class, cold weather, the news, not having to grade papers, books, literature in general, and the occasional drink.
Dislikes: I am not too fond of workout videos, sweet tea, rap music, cigars/cigarettes, fake accents, or the stereotypical perception of a librarian.
Fears: I have not really considered myself to have a fear until I realized that even though my power protects me from most things that it will not protect me from actual death. I am not immortal, so one day I will die. It is not really a fear, but a saddened thought that comes to mind often.
Personality: Becoming a teacher was absolutely the last thing I planned, so forgive me if I’m not your average teacher. I don’t really give two shits about the attitude a teacher is supposed to have because that’s not my job to care. Take that up with the guidance counselor. I’m a librarian, so to most of you I’m supposed to be the silent type that doesn’t know the meaning of backbone. Did I mention that I’m also the gym teacher? Didn’t think so. I put gym much higher on my priority list because as much as I love books and reading, I’d much rather stay in shape by going on a run.
Considering the fact that I am more into my physical health than anything, you’d think I wasn't into the whole drinking and what not, but that’s totally not true. I’m very adventurous, so I love trying new things. New things as in drinks, people, and some more people. I have a little too much fun for a teacher, but who cares. As long as I’m not fucking somebody in the library I think I deserve my personal life. Okay? I’m smart enough to know that I can’t get in trouble that you don’t have proof of. Forgive me for being so blunt, it’s just a habit at times. I know everybody says they are so independent, but I am. I’m not just going to bend over for anybody. I’m too confident to just give up because I’m pretty sure I could kick your ass. I’m not that scared of many people.
Even though I seem like a complete bitch with a little too much confidence for her own good, my sarcasm gets the best of me. So yes, I admit I’m very sarcastic. It gives me a little light in all the darkness I seem to be carrying around. I could say I care, but who does not love being sarcastic because that’s one thing that will never change about me; my sarcasm. I have also known to be pretty sneaky when a situation calls for it. I guess that’s why I’m the librarian. You would not believe half the shit students say in there.
History: I feel as though I have such a bland past for how fun I am now. It is quite funny to me actually because growing up my parents were always there for me when I needed them. Neither of them died that somehow scarred me for the rest of my life. I did not discover my power because I was cornered by some maniac who was trying to steal my money. My past is so dull, honestly, that I was close to just forging something that seemed adventurous, so the students would look up to me. I came to the conclusion that honesty is the best policy, so here is my past.
I was born somewhere in California. I say somewhere because my parents moved frequently due to their jobs constantly relocating. I guess that is the most out-of-the-ordinary thing that is in my past; my family moving constantly. My parents go by Scarlett and Joseph Anderson. They truly were the best parents I could ask for. I had an older sibling, who is now happily married with kids. His name is Joseph Anderson Jr. I looked up to my brother throughout my childhood, so you can see how I turned out to be such a guy’s girl. When we finally settled into a small suburb of Los Angeles, I started a public school with my brother. It was a very average childhood with school sports, plays, and homework. I was a very tedious student because my parents would not accept nothing less. I guess that explains why I am a librarian, which like I have mentioned many times. I am not your average librarian, so do not compare me to others.
It was the middle of grade school when my powers were discovered. I was on my way home from school when my brother started messing with me on the pigtails I had let a girl in my class give me. We laughed at how silly they looked, so I quickly took them down to please him. To get back at him for that, I challenged him to a race home. Of course, I cheated and got a head start. I had just ran up the steps when I finally caught sight of my brother coming up the path home. With a lap around the yard for my victory, I ended up tripping on a root. Yes, it is quite normal for a girl to trip every now and then. It would have been a normal fall if I hadn’t fallen on the sprinkler system. Back in the day, the sprinkler system was a pretty big thing. Falling on it would definitely get you cut up or worse, but when my mom pulled me off of it; there was nothing. Not even a sign that I had even fall. Of course, they thought I was lucky, but I had felt it against me. I felt it trying to bury itself within. I didn’t mention anything until later that night. At dinner, my parents pushed off the idea of that, so I asked my brother to stab my hand. He laughed and did it almost immediately. With the scream of my parents, they rushed to grab towels for the blood that should have been spilt all over the table, but instead all there was sitting there was a bent knife.
As soon as this happened, my parents called the old head master at Noctrem to see if I could come there as soon as possible. It seemed that my uncle had similar abilities as I did when he was younger, so he ended up going to Noctrem. I didn’t choose to be bad because back in the day, Arcana wasn’t near the school it was now. It was very much for the weaker powers in my opinion. I was put in Noctrem because I was so powerful. Honestly, my power was more than I could imagine, but now here I am happy as a clam.
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