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MRO!Margo

Individual

Character's full name: Margaret Grace Jewell
Alias/ Nickname/ Code name: Margo
Gender: Female
Age: 18
Date of Birth: April 14, 1999
Birthplace/ Home/ Place of origin: Born in Toronto, Canada
Nationality: Canadian/ American (dual citizenship)
Ethnicity/ Cultural Heritage: Caucasian (father) and Japanese (mother)

Appearance

Hair color and style: Chestnut brown, thick and straight, cut in a way so that when it's down the front is just past her shoulders but it's longer in the back. Long. Often worn up in a ponytail. 
Skin Tone: Fair but tans easily
Eye Color: Brown/hazel depending on the lighting
Height: 5'8"
Build: Slender, very boyish
Visible mutation: N/A
Scars/ Tattoos/ Piercings: The normal pierced ears. A scar on her lower left leg from an encounter with a sharp-edged table, no nerve endings there.
Other features:

Everyday clothing style: Casual shorts and sneakers, but likes to dress up nicely on occasion. Usually whatever fits in-- that is, a lot of black and t-shirts with names of bands she doesn't really listen to. 
Uniform: N/A
Sleepwear: Any old t-shirt and sweatpants
Miscellaneous clothing:

Character

Personality: Margo has a strange, almost contradictory personality in some ways; very quiet, she often keeps to herself and she likes to judge other people. She's kind on the inside and can sympathize with anyone, although she holds certain people in high contempt. She either respects a person a lot or looks down on them. It's difficult to gain her trust and/or respect, but she is incredibly devoted and caring to her small group of friends and will do almost anything to ensure they are safe. She's a very good liar and actor and knows how to manipulate people; she also knows when she is being manipulated most of the time. She respects honesty, kindness, honor, courage, and intelligence in people, and is constantly looking for those traits in everybody, including herself. Therefore, she has very little self- respect, thinking that she is a bad person. Sometimes, she feels like she doesn't even know who she exactly is. The fact that since her mother died she didn't really have anyone to tell her how much she is worth doesn't help much either.

Although it may not be that obvious (deep philosophical discussions intrigue her to the point that she will ditch small talk for them) she has a very strong sense of humor and is fun to be around. She likes to read a lot, and can learn almost anything as long as she sees the purpose in it.

Hobbies/ Interests: Reading, learning of any sort, sports (used to play table tennis)
Job or part time job and description: none Works at a local coffee shop
Fears/ phobias/ concerns: Spiders, heights, the dark, needles, no purpose to life, nobody to care about her, being a monster, being the cause to other people's pain... etc.
Special talents: Can speak Japanese (Her mother taught her up until she passed away when Margo was 7, then she kept on studying by herself) and is very good at table tennis. Has an excellent memory for things that interest her

Morality

Good/ bad/ neutral/ other: Neutral, but could go to either side. Although she is mature for her age, she is still slightly childish in a sense, still undefined.  If somebody would come up to her and honestly persuade her to do something to the advantage of her friends or herself she would do it as long as she wasn't aware that she was crossing the line between good and evil. Or, she might realize but pretend to herself she wasn't. She has strong moral standards, and often appears as a goodie-goodie to others because of that, but give her a good reason and she'll do almost anything. 


Mutations

Mutation description: Margo can send out various frequencies of emotional inclination and/or beauty perception. She can magnify any emotion she's ever felt, or distortion (as in perception of beautiful or ugly) to a certain strength and send it out over a given area in the form of waves, very similar to radio waves, but on a mental level. The waves, when they reach a person in her range, either suggest the particular emotion (former power) or alter the beauty perception of everyone in the affected area (the latter). someone standing by Margo when she increases his beauty perception will see everything through the new "lenses", not just her or the area she is affecting. Nothing tangible changes; if someone was able to snap a picture of the new, beautiful world and compared it to a Before picture, there would be no difference. How effective her power is depends on the previous mood and/or disposition of the person/people affected- at her highest strength frequency for an incredibly short amount of time (Maybe, 30 secs) she can make a sad person feel better to the point of seemingly illogical contentment(He would return to his previous mood once her power tapered out) It takes less effort to influence somebody whose current emotions matched her influencing ones; an already happy person could reach slightly greater heights of joy.
Strengths: Overuse of her power has no particularly bad physical side effects, perhaps she might be a bit tired after exerting herself but nothing more. If her body senses that she is pushing herself too hard it will simply shut the troublesome power down.
Weaknesses and Limitations: Margo can't read minds, so she has no way of knowing how her powers affect the people around her, except through visual observation; she only knows how much of what she's doing and about how far she's affecting. Sending out a medium strength frequency with a radius of 10 feet for about two minutes is just about all she can currently do. (This is the same for however many people in the area she is affecting- if there was only one person the effects would be considerably stronger however than if there were ten) The greater the strength of the frequency, the less distance she can radiate the feeling, and the less time she can keep it up.

Margo also experiences an "echo" after using her power, namely she has to experience the exact opposite of whatever feeling or perception altered, exactly as strong as she sent it out and for the same amount of time.
i.e. Sends large load of calmness for a minute to a friend, later experiences overload of panic for a minute.

Physical Abilities

General Physical Capabilities: Margo is not physically strong or flexible, but she has very good reflexes and is very speedy. She has moderate stamina but would much rather sprint. 
Fighting Style: No fighting style really, has taken basic self-defense lessons and has learned how to make the most of her body in a fight only because it interested her. Not very violent unless frightened
Fighting Style Pros/Cons:

History Of Your Character
Margo was born in Toronto, Canada to very loving parents; her father was a Canadian scientist who had met her mother, a young Japanese nurse, abroad, after a traumatic accident that hospitalized him for quite a while (luckily, he sustained no lasting injuries). Her father married her mother and brought her back to Canada with him, and she gave birth to Margo soon after. The family continued living in Toronto until just before Margo's third birthday, when they moved to South Carolina (because her Japanese mother couldn't get used to the cold temperatures of Canada, among other reasons). She had a pretty peaceful life, brought up mostly by her mother while her father worked to keep them comfortable. Then her mother was killed in a car crash.

This was the first of two turning points in Margo's life. Her previously loving, but distant father became even more distant; he worked harder and provided for Margo's needs, even humoring her all around interests in foreign languages, table tennis, computer programming, etc., but went out of his way to try to forget her as much as possible. As a consequence, Margo became increasingly lonely, independent, and resentful. Life went on, even though for a while she thought it wouldn't. 

She only recently discovered her power, though she had been feeling its effects for a while. Every time she felt a strong emotion in school, the whole class would be subjected to the same emotion. It was freaky, but passed off as purely coincidental, until one day, after Margo received a rare B on her social studies test, a friend confronted her about her suspicions. Margo remembered grudging disbelief and horror when Lucy came up to her and said, quite simply, "I think you might be a mutant." Eventually, she accepted this fact as the only explanation as to why Lucy would have felt such shame and self-anger at the same time as Margo, although Lucy had gotten a perfect score on the test. Her unusually perceptive friend was also the one who confirmed Margo's guesses that her power might also extend to beauty perception:

On one very rare occasion, Margo's father took her and Lucy to a museum; Margo was thrilled, as her father never really paid much attention to her, much less took her anywhere. Her father insisted they visit the science floor first, although the girls wanted to see the art displays downstairs. Unconsciously, Margo made everything on the science floor look starkly brutish, (she liked science, but thought art the more creative and beautiful of the two, so she kept repeating in her head "But the art's so much prettier!") in an effort to get them to go to the art floor. Her father finally caved, and nothing much came of it. Margo never thought much about that coincidence, as her powers didn't affect her and she couldn't tell the science stuff looked bad, simply passing it off as her father finally paying some attention to her wishes, until Lucy brought it up later.

Even after accepting her differences, Margo still found it difficult to live like before. She never told her father about any of it, and decided to travel loner for a bit until she could properly control her mutation and get her feelings under check.

IC History:
June of 2014: Margo moves into the Mansion.
December of 2016: Margo's father is killed in a car accident.

Roleplay
Where did you learn about this site?: Google
Do you have any other characters on MRO, if so who: no Kai
Sample RP:
Margo sighed loudly as she scribbled down the last answer on her homework, folded it in half, stuck it in her math book, and put it away. Glancing at her watch -she was done rather early today- she pondered what to do for the rest of her afternoon. Her father was away on yet another business trip, not that it was really that different when he was home, so the house was quiet. Normally, she'd have invited one of her friends over, not that she exactly felt normal around her friends that much anymore. She felt like a freak, a freak who had to hide her freakiness, and Lucy was the only friend who really understood her. Clever, brutal Lucy. She should invite Lucy over- Wait, never mind. Her hand already on her phone, she put it down deliberately. She'd ruined it with Lucy, too, yesterday.

She hadn't meant to, she really hadn't. She'd tried, for once, to use her power deliberately, for something useful. She'd walked in on Lucy crying, nearly backed down, but sent her the gentlest of whispers of peacefulness. She berated herself now- Margo, you should have said something. You shouldn't have tried to be subtle. You know how Lucy hates subtle.

"Get away from me, you freak" Lucy had spat, her whisper more hurtful than any shout. Freak. Not Margo. Lucy, maybe the only person she had left in the world, had called her a freak.

It had hurt like being stabbed, stabbed a thousand times. First she'd been unbelieving, then hurt, then angry. As if Lucy didn't know better than anyone else how much Margo dreaded that five-letter word. As if Lucy hadn't been fascinated and at times longing for her power. Somehow, it hurt more coming from the friend who had told her straightforwardly about Margo's mutation, who hadn't judged, who had encouraged her and been there for her.

The doorbell rung, downstairs, and she knew who it was. Speak of the devil and she should appear. Margo's heart jumped up in hope, then fell. If it really was Lucy, what would she say? Would she still be angry? Probably not; she had always been the type to flare up and forget about it an hour later. That was why she had so many friends. Margo, on the other hand, could hold a grudge.

Could she forgive Lucy? After what she had said?

The bell was ringing again. Then a muffled voice, knocks on the door. Determined to ignore her, Margo went over to her bookcase. Pulling out the closest book- it was science-fiction, she paused.
Damn. She'd forgotten. Lucy had a key.
No.

She wouldn't. She wouldn't let Lucy in. But if Lucy came in herself... That would mean Margo had no control, not even in her own home. She sighed, steeled herself, went to the door. Sure enough, it was Lucy. Already fumbling for her key. That was incentive enough- Margo opened the door.

"Mar-go" Lucy said, in her usual singsong way, as if nothing had happened. "Mu-tant Mar-go." There was silence, and Margo considered shutting the door.

"Margo." As if, Margo thought, her name had power. Anger resurfaced. She wanted to revoke the privilege to say her name. Freak, was it?

Lucy was looking at her feet. Now she looked up. "I didn't mean it. Margo, I'm sorry. I didn't mean it. I really didn't."

"You've gotten better." She added as an afterthought.
Margo considered. After all, the anger was still there. Maybe it would go away with time, maybe it wouldn't. But really, could she live without Lucy?

"Come in." she said.

"I know you're angry, but I can't feel it. Seriously, you're better."

"Really?" Margo asked. This time, the smile came naturally.