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Evonne Dawnson

"To serve and protect."

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a character in “Time Is On My Side”, originally authored by xNocturnax, as played by RolePlayGateway

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Black Black HeartHow to Save A LifeWho KnewWings
{"I can be your greatest friend or your greatest foe"}

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|{Full Name}|
Evonne Louise Dawnson
|{Nicknames}|
Evette | Rare| Loves | A much prettier name originating from her Pa
Evie | Common Enough | Likes | May be inclined to introduce herself as this instead
Eve | Doesn't Mind | Neutral | Either way, a fine abbreviation.
|{Age}|
18
|{Birthday/Zodiac}|
July 18th / Cancerian ♋
|{Gender}|
Female




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Image |{Height}|
5' 9"

|{Weight}|
121lbs

|{Body Build}|
Slim

|{Eye Color}|
Green.

|{Hair Color}|
Red. Though she'll insist more on auburn.

|{Hair Style}|
Straight and Lengthy

|{Skin Tone}|
White

|{Clothing Style}|
Casual

|{Jewellery or Accessories}|
Onyx Stone Neckalce that she can wrap around her wrist sometimes.


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{"...Thank you for reminding me."}



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|{Sexual Orientation}|
Heterosexual/Demisexual

|{Relationship Status}|
Single

|{Sexually Active?}|
No

|{Relationship History}|
N/A "There was this one that I was just kind of stuck on,you know?"

|{Virgin?}|
Yes


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|{Power}|
Force-Field Generation

|{Limitations}|
✧May be limited on size/shape/time barriers can take.
✧Struggles to maintain barriers under stress, heightened emotions, distractions.
✧Heavy/Strong Attacks can cause equivalent damage to users mind or body

|{Applications}|
Evonne herself has much discovering of her power yet.
✦Repelling/Energy Construction: If timed right it can actually become a pushing force.
✦Shielding: Used as defense of a particular person or thing.
✦Blocking: Create specific force-fields to prevent things from leaving/entering.

|{Strengths}|
✦Focused: When there is a task at hand, she will dedicate her time and concentration to it.
✦Outside Thinker: It can allow her to be resourceful and open-minded.

|{Weaknesses}|
✧Emotional: Her family's a sensitive subject and she can take things to heart easily.
✧Inexperienced: She is yet to find all her potential and application



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Evonne isn't out seeking the attention of all but she certainly carries herself with certain false confidence as if she doesn't care what people make of her, though to a degree it is applicable. Being self-conscious and shy and sticking in that new girl zone forever is no place for her to sit but she hasn't quite worked up to initiating conversation, unless with those she's already comfortable with. Evonne fell in love with Oscar Wilde's quote "the only thing worse than being talked about is not being talked about." so that's where her certain flare comes from when it's present, and why she convinces herself to get out and participate even if she'd rather her alone down time.
Though, Evonne is gentle and kind and generally warm, she possesses a certain "get it over and done with" attitude to certain tasks. Usually those that are undesirable or "slowly suck the life force out of you", as her mind insists but she knows that it's all a part of life and you can't always get your perfect world or way.
She's not one to complain and whine aloud, seeing as it gets nowhere and she were taught better but she'll more than likely smile along with those who speak her mind. And once you build up to know her in all her awkwardness, people can find she has a dash of cheek, energy, affection and dork.

{Quirks/Habits/Oddities}
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☆Itches at leg or arm when nerved ☆Dances randomly when happy or hyper ☆Grips necklace ☆A shield flickers for a second around her when feeling intimidated

{Likes}|
Using her powers productivelyMost Animals Affection"Yes there is a flattering component in it that a girl could use from time to time" Thrill Rides Reading

{Dislikes}|
Perfectionists Cheaters The Obnoxious Bringing Up The Past Horror Movies

{Fears}|
★Reoccurring event or dream, similar to family's death
★Spiders
★Falling for the wrong guy


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William Walsh | GrandFather | Alive | Close: He is both a loving and understanding man, keeping the family together and does not always act his age.

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Julie Dawnson | Mother | Deceased | Close : Good when she was living, less good now. Evonne holds the death on her shoulders.

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Jacob Dawnson|Father | Alive | Uncertain While they love each other unconditionally she's sure, there's a certain stiffness in the relationship due to what her powers have caused.

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Dean Dawnson | Brother | Deceased | Close They were close too despite the age difference. He was someone that could perk up her day and she didn't notice until he was gone. She'd give anything to have such a sweet young soul back.



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{"We all have our dark places."}



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Evonne grew up to believe she was an exceptional young lady in the making and that no matter what, she should be true to herself. At least that was the kind of family she grew up in. The one that provided unconditional love and promoted purity and character. At a young age it seemed like a silly idea to be someone else but as her powers started to bloom in puberty, thoughts and feelings and finding her place in the world became distorted. No matter that, her family still proved an extraordinary support system un-phased by her ability, but she was cautioned to restrain from using them so openly in front of others. Evonne was more than capable of grasping the concept. People often feared what they did not understand.

One day, however, she could not help herself in the instance of a car accident waiting to happen involving her own mother and brother and a truck driver. The driver was reaching speed beyond what he and his load could manage and in an attempt to prevent the vehicles crashing, she generated a forcefield, coating her mother’s engine, but it was more solid than Evonne anticipated causing a potentially worse crash itself and a freak accident that protected the truck instead and killed her mother and brother.




|{Hex}| #66BDCD
|{Timezone}| AEST
|{Portrayed By}| xNocturnax

So begins...

Evonne Dawnson's Story

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Evonne Dawnson Character Portrait: Charlotte Laghatus
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{{ HEX:#66BDCD || Power: Force-Field Generation || Outfit: Casual || Location: On Mission/Hotel }}


Evonne was pressed flat to the cold floor sheltering under a bed of all places. She covered her airways carefully to dull the sound of her breathing and had time to disapprove of her crossing paths with this ran down hotel, thinking she could independently solve its problems. It sounded supernatural at first. So she was expecting a low-class demon or ghost to encounter but instead it only hosted a serial killer. No matter the powers on her side, Evonne didn’t know how to deal with a human criminal that had a few mental problems with the way he raved on about it being his home. They never cared to address any of these scenarios in her time of training with other specials.

He was a killer - in some aspects much like the beasts they were trained to defeat. But he was also human which meant he was fitting for the authorities to pass the punishment suiting for the crime. So what could she do? She knew getting him down and sustaining him long enough to call the cops and wait their arrival would be ideal. Doing it without powers was the difficulty though. She couldn’t simply cage him in a force-field without risk of him telling the authorities. No matter how bizarre the tale could sound, some people believed and that was a risky breadcrumb to leave behind. Especially with her trademark bright red hair.

Each boot landed slow and deliberate, stalking his prey. And Evonne felt the part too, much like a deer. She was frozen watching him get closer and closer with wide startled eyes, yet ready to flee at any moment.

It was odd really. She thought herself driven by business to no end. That it morphed her into a very confident and determined individual for redemption. Yet she was stuck hiding under a bed, waiting to be caught, without a clue of escape.


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{{ H E X: #d63ba8 || Mind Reading || Casual || Location: Training Room }}


With one leg crossed over the other, her foot danced in anticipation sitting buried in the shadows of the corner of the training room. The first rays of dawn were cracking through the windows providing the light and announcing another day. This is what training had come to for Charlotte. This was her way of exercising her powers. Awaiting the next poor soul to step through the double doors and invade their mind then try and black it out on demand.

She was yet to conquer complete control of her powers. Complete control meant reading minds at will then tuning it out when she wanted. Some days, she couldn't even read people's thoughts or scan their details. It was as if they were hidden away from her. Other days, there was no off switch at all. Of course, she'd never share this current flaw with anyone.

Charlotte stripped out some of her strawberry gum from her jacket pocket waiting for her first target. Who would it be today? One of the trainers? Liam? Morgan? Either way their mind was her open book, she assured herself. Plus, morning groggy minds were usually the most susceptible and mellow.

A girl had to advance her powers somehow.


Characters Present

Character Portrait: Liam Herring Character Portrait: Alex Herring Character Portrait: Sebastian Hadley Character Portrait: Jin-Ho Song Character Portrait: Evonne Dawnson Character Portrait: Tyler Sanford
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HEX:#2a6b01 || Power: Illusions || Location: 'Outskirt of the world'-Chambers > Training Room


Sebastian woke with a little grumble and groan glancing to his digital clock. He didn't mind his own job he had organized for himself, but it didn't make mornings any easier. Reluctantly, he left his bed to gaze out his window and there was a certain buzz of activity in the air that he looked forward to chiming in on. It was all for the best cause.

There were supernatural children to be trained. Many of them and their powers had extraordinary potential. Some of them weren't prepared for the real field as based on the illusions he would induce on them. It would either come down to a lack of mental coping, power execution or unity. Primarily unity. That needed much polishing. But he didn't feel confident in gathering them all to speak of ,if they faced the real deal - a wendigo for instance. The clever, quick cannibalistic creature would have a feast of them because they'd work as individuals and not a team. That wasn't entirely an uplifting appropriate speech to inspire or correct errors.

He served himself some breakfast in the kitchen area then strolled to the training room to prepare what obstacle he might offer for them today. Whatever it was, he knew it had to exert some mental capacity as well as physical energy and of course work their powers. Sebastian brushed through the doors of the empty room, ideally used for the training sessions that included power usage.

It was routine for him to eye every corner of what room he entered and hoped to spend some time in. A silly gesture for peace of mind but when he spotted two figures. As he focused he identified the two eager students. "Charlotte. Jin. Haven't you better things to do?" He said in light-heart with a smile. Sebastian didn't mind their presence at all. He plucked at his slice of toast. "Have either of you at least had breakfast?" He asked casually, dusting the crumbs from his fingers onto his plate.

He didn't want them swept away in training their powers already when he had an exercise planned.





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HEX:#df1c12 ||Power: Super Speed || Location: Property Grounds

For once, Tyler was up and about with a spring in his heel for a morning. And he was feeling genuinely good as far as morning standards went. On his own run, he passed the Herring siblings in a blur and smirked to himself while they bickered in the good old sibling fashion. Tyler could not imagine running at such a normal pace and puffing in the process or even having to hold such determination to conquer the distance as Liam. It was something rarely experienced for him.

Tyler imagined it would suck to have to train in fitness. The thought made him more thankful for his gifts. He still insisted his own runs were exercise and counted towards productivity, just less challenging so he didn't have to do weight-lifting exercises. He had already previously made the mistake in claiming there wasn't any fitness training for him to really do...

Then he spotted Evonne, frowned and followed her. She made him worry sometimes with her recent love of business so it was an obligation. He flashed pass and knocked his elbow into the man's head that stalked towards the red head. He had seen her run into the room. "Come on Evie." He said gently, with his eyes focused on the down man.