Post by Shadowe on Jul 7, 2006 14:37:10 GMT
Hey! So, you've asked me to write up a bit about my history for the Alliance archives. I'm not really one for words, so I'll try to keep this brief. Sorry if it goes on for a bit.
First, my name is Samantha Huntington. Or Samantha 'Discretion' Huntington if I'm feeling sarky.
I'm Twenty-three years old, and was born in Oxfordshire, England.
I have one elder brother, Richard. He's fun (sometimes). I call him 'Dicky-boy', which he hates.
He and I moved to Paragon City in 2004, when he took over ownership of the family company, Huntington Technologies. You might have heard of them. No? Oh, well. HT is a small engineering firm with government funded research programs. I used to head the IT department, but my Doctor signed me off work after... Well, I'll come to that in a minute.
Life was pretty ordinary until last year, to be honest. Obviously things are kind of up in the air around Paragon right now, but HT was doing well, and had procured a research grant from Portal Corp. on standalone power supplies to be used for Dimensional Portals. Pretty standard stuff.
Richard immersed himself in portal theory, while I busied myself modeling energy sources for him.
It quickly became clear that nothing of a reasonable size could power a Portal - why d'you reckon the Terra Volta reactor was brought on-line? They need that much juice for the portals based on Peregrine Island. And the War Walls. And the Medi-port network. And... Well, you get the idea.
Anyways, Dicky had one of his 'conceptual leaps'. Some crazy talk about Quantum Foam Spontaneous Matter Emission at Planck Scale Distances. Whatever.
He figured that if he made a little tiny black hole, then encased it in a Dyson Sphere (he was really upset about me mentioning vacuum cleaners...), he could siphon off energy from the hole, which would slowly collapse, but would be able to provide enough power to keep a portal active. Like I said, conceptual leap.
So he builds a black hole creator, figures he can use a watered down version of a shield wall to act as the Dyson Sphere. He figured out some weird way of making the sphere self-perpetuating. I hate my brother sometimes.
So, Tuesday September 13th 2005. The day that changed my life.
Richard, me and some other people were at the HT labs, and were ready for the test run.
Dicky threw the switch (well, okay, pushed the button on his computer). Things looked great. The black hole formed in the lab, then the sphere was activated around it. Then it all went wrong.
Suffice to say that the resultant explosion was nasty. Everyone in the room got bathed in a glorious assortment of radiation and particles - you name it, it hit us. The lucky ones died straight away. The unlucky ones died after a couple of days from radiation poisoning. Then there was me, Dicky and Andrew Martin. We got hit just the same. But instead of dying, we had a few million years worth of mutations all at once. Yay.
Dicky is almost pure energy these days. He looks and feels the same, but try sticking a Geiger-Muller Tube near him. Off the chart, but he's not dangerous. Go figure. He can control his energy pretty well. A fundamental understanding of Energy-Mass equivalency allowed him to train his body to do all sorts of fun things - he can fly by reducing his body mass, he can bend light around himself to become invisible, and he can project the energy inside him in a huge variety of ways.
Andrew - well, I'll let you find out about him another time. I don't like to talk about it. Suffice to say he got the worst bits of both Dicky and me, and went insane.
Me - I thought nothing had happened to me for a bit. Then people kept talking to me, replying to thoughts I'd had, and I honestly believed that I was going mad. I mean, you remember talking, don't you? It took a while, and it was only when some rather nice-looking but totally obnoxious guy came over and started chatting me up that I realised what was happening. I was projecting my thoughts. Great. What a pathetic power. I could let the whole world know what I was thinking! Yippee! Mostly happened when I was emotional. Just imagine how embarrassing it would be to have sex?
Of course, then other side-effects began to manifest themselves. I glow. Wahoo. So, there's Dicky with his amazing powers, going off, fighting crime, and I glow. Oh, I can turn it on and off, but I glow. Powerhouse of super-science I don't think.
Then it got cool. I found out that when I actually think about it, I can control other people's minds. Sort of. Basically, I project what I want them to think into their heads, and they think it. I'm learning to really mess people up with that. It's great! I even managed to conceal from Richard that I'd started heroing by playing with his memories. Okay, that wasn't smart, but it worked!
And I've found that I can give off weird energy fields. If I relax in a certain way, I can temporarily mutate anyone near me - they become fitter, faster, stronger for a while. I can send out an energy pulse that actually accelerates the healing process, so that those near me who are hurt heal really fast. There's more, but I'm still figuring out what they do.
And last night I accidentally shifted myself out of phase with reality and moved fast. Stupidly fast. Haven't been able to duplicate that yet, but I'm working on it.
Look out, bad guys. Luminescence is here, and she means business.
First, my name is Samantha Huntington. Or Samantha 'Discretion' Huntington if I'm feeling sarky.
I'm Twenty-three years old, and was born in Oxfordshire, England.
I have one elder brother, Richard. He's fun (sometimes). I call him 'Dicky-boy', which he hates.
He and I moved to Paragon City in 2004, when he took over ownership of the family company, Huntington Technologies. You might have heard of them. No? Oh, well. HT is a small engineering firm with government funded research programs. I used to head the IT department, but my Doctor signed me off work after... Well, I'll come to that in a minute.
Life was pretty ordinary until last year, to be honest. Obviously things are kind of up in the air around Paragon right now, but HT was doing well, and had procured a research grant from Portal Corp. on standalone power supplies to be used for Dimensional Portals. Pretty standard stuff.
Richard immersed himself in portal theory, while I busied myself modeling energy sources for him.
It quickly became clear that nothing of a reasonable size could power a Portal - why d'you reckon the Terra Volta reactor was brought on-line? They need that much juice for the portals based on Peregrine Island. And the War Walls. And the Medi-port network. And... Well, you get the idea.
Anyways, Dicky had one of his 'conceptual leaps'. Some crazy talk about Quantum Foam Spontaneous Matter Emission at Planck Scale Distances. Whatever.
He figured that if he made a little tiny black hole, then encased it in a Dyson Sphere (he was really upset about me mentioning vacuum cleaners...), he could siphon off energy from the hole, which would slowly collapse, but would be able to provide enough power to keep a portal active. Like I said, conceptual leap.
So he builds a black hole creator, figures he can use a watered down version of a shield wall to act as the Dyson Sphere. He figured out some weird way of making the sphere self-perpetuating. I hate my brother sometimes.
So, Tuesday September 13th 2005. The day that changed my life.
Richard, me and some other people were at the HT labs, and were ready for the test run.
Dicky threw the switch (well, okay, pushed the button on his computer). Things looked great. The black hole formed in the lab, then the sphere was activated around it. Then it all went wrong.
Suffice to say that the resultant explosion was nasty. Everyone in the room got bathed in a glorious assortment of radiation and particles - you name it, it hit us. The lucky ones died straight away. The unlucky ones died after a couple of days from radiation poisoning. Then there was me, Dicky and Andrew Martin. We got hit just the same. But instead of dying, we had a few million years worth of mutations all at once. Yay.
Dicky is almost pure energy these days. He looks and feels the same, but try sticking a Geiger-Muller Tube near him. Off the chart, but he's not dangerous. Go figure. He can control his energy pretty well. A fundamental understanding of Energy-Mass equivalency allowed him to train his body to do all sorts of fun things - he can fly by reducing his body mass, he can bend light around himself to become invisible, and he can project the energy inside him in a huge variety of ways.
Andrew - well, I'll let you find out about him another time. I don't like to talk about it. Suffice to say he got the worst bits of both Dicky and me, and went insane.
Me - I thought nothing had happened to me for a bit. Then people kept talking to me, replying to thoughts I'd had, and I honestly believed that I was going mad. I mean, you remember talking, don't you? It took a while, and it was only when some rather nice-looking but totally obnoxious guy came over and started chatting me up that I realised what was happening. I was projecting my thoughts. Great. What a pathetic power. I could let the whole world know what I was thinking! Yippee! Mostly happened when I was emotional. Just imagine how embarrassing it would be to have sex?
Of course, then other side-effects began to manifest themselves. I glow. Wahoo. So, there's Dicky with his amazing powers, going off, fighting crime, and I glow. Oh, I can turn it on and off, but I glow. Powerhouse of super-science I don't think.
Then it got cool. I found out that when I actually think about it, I can control other people's minds. Sort of. Basically, I project what I want them to think into their heads, and they think it. I'm learning to really mess people up with that. It's great! I even managed to conceal from Richard that I'd started heroing by playing with his memories. Okay, that wasn't smart, but it worked!
And I've found that I can give off weird energy fields. If I relax in a certain way, I can temporarily mutate anyone near me - they become fitter, faster, stronger for a while. I can send out an energy pulse that actually accelerates the healing process, so that those near me who are hurt heal really fast. There's more, but I'm still figuring out what they do.
And last night I accidentally shifted myself out of phase with reality and moved fast. Stupidly fast. Haven't been able to duplicate that yet, but I'm working on it.
Look out, bad guys. Luminescence is here, and she means business.