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Layla Rose MillerCODENAME:
ButterflyNICKNAMES: CURRENT AGE:
20DATE OF BIRTH:
September 10MARITAL STATUS:
Single...for nowSEXUAL ORIENTATION:
StraightBASE OF OPERATIONS:
X Investgations HQTIME AT INSTITUTE:
[if applicable]REGISTERED WITH SHIELD?
Hell's KitchenKNOWN RELATIVES:
John and Jane Doe Miller, parents ( these may not be their real names. Layla has been known to stretch the truth)PHYSICAL APPEARANCEHEIGHT:
Slender and willowy. She's a tall girl with a mysterious aura about her.EYES:
Long and blond with a bit of a wave in itDISTINGUISHING MARKS:
An M that seems to be tattooed over her right eye. Many people have asked her both the meaning and origin of this tattoo, and when she actually takes the time to answer, the stories are always changing. The truth of this mark has yet to be revealed.CLOTHING STYLE:
She's a jeans type girl. As laid back as they come, Layla doesn't put a lot of thought into her clothes. Though she does find that looking attractive does make things easier. To that end, she wears casual but attractive clothing ie, tank tops, scarves, sneakers.UNIFORM:
Knows Stuff (causality, quantom precognition)
To strip it down Layla is a precog. She has access to knowledge of future events. What's more, this knowledge is not contained to a linear stream. As the future changes (people make decisions, variables change) so does Layla's knowledge. She is able to determine the effect of a possible action to it's ultimate conclusion. She sees the world as something of a chess board, the people are it's pieces, their decisions it's moves. To that end, Layla is able to manuever her actions around events she 'knows' are coming, effectively changing or causing certain things to happen. She does not know anything of the past or the present, merely the future
The knowledge is not all encompassing and, as people and events are at best unpredictable, her knowlegde might often quickly change or even be incorrect. In contrast to other precogs, Layla does not have visions, she does not see the future. She simply knows it, as though it were a memory of something that has yet to happen. Because her mind is filled with this ever changing and vast knowledge, telepaths, though they could in fact enter her mind, would have a difficult time taking in what it was they were gleaming. Her mind would seem to them a choatic mess of nearly indecipherable knowledge.WEAKNESS:
Layla, though powerful, is not without weaknesses. She has no offensive or even defensive power. She is vulnerable to any and all attacks that she may encounter (if she had not prepared herself for them). She is a weak hand to hand combatant. Her powers are limited and as such she suffers from what she calls blind spots. These are pieces of the future that she has no knowledge of. These spots are rare, but they do exist and they cause Layla much grief as she is unable to do anything about it.
In addition, Wanda Maximoff as well as anyone sharing her blood, are troublesome for Layla. She has virtually no future knowledge of them. (something she attribute to the unpredictible and ever changing nature of Wanda's abilities) This may also be true with other reality warpers, but as of now, Layla is unsure of that.PERSONALITY
Layla is an enigmatic person. She prefers to remain mysterious to those she interacts with and keeps her personal life, as well as any meaningful truth about herself shrouded in that mystery. She feels safe this way. The nature of her abilities has caused Layla to look at the world and the people who inhabit it in a different way than maybe anybody else. She knows what people will do, what they are capable of doing, and in so much as that, has been forced to look at them as pieces to a puzzle. In a way she devalues them, as she sees that as the only way she can live with having to move them to the places they need to be. She is not above commiting what others may see as horrible acts for what she believes is the greater good, though she holds a respect and admiration for those who wouldn't. Layla sees herself as a pawn in the chess board that is this world.
Unlike anyone else, she is fully aware of what her destiny is and has made peace with it. Because of this, she has developed a laid back and fun loving personality, the way someone might if all their cards were already on the table. Layla doesn't take things too seriously, even the big things that she routinely finds herself in the middle of. She is at one immature and menacing, mysterious and wide open. She often lies, whether to keep herself amused, to keep people on their toes and at a safe personal distance, or because she knows that this will further some future event varies.
There is a feeling of superiority that Layla finds comes with the knowledge she has, luckily for her, that superiority is tempered by the knowledge that she is far from the most important or influencial person in the world. She sees the world as more than right or wrong. She believes that good and evil must exist in tandem and that bad things have to happen for the greater good. She understands that her abilities may always keep a wedge between herself and anyone she'd dare be close to, and most of all she has learned that knowing stuff and being able to control it are often two vastly different things.HISTORY: PRE-APOCALYPSE
Layla Miller's parents died in a car accident when she was five years old. As there was no one who could or wanted to take care of her, she was sent to the Saint Joan Orphanage on the Bowery in New York City. She grew up there, feeling out of place and never really connecting with anyone. She often told wild fantastic stories of her life before the orphanage to anyone who would listen.
As she grew, she became increasingly dissatisfied with her life. She longed to live a life free of the nuns or the orphans, where she could do what she wanted and be the person that she had made herself in her stories. When she was 14 she ran away. There was nothing more tragic to Layla than the thought of spending another year, let alone four, in that place. She didn't have to run far. New Yrok City was a big place, and the girl with the big stories went out in search of big opportunitties to match them. What she found was something completely different. At fifteen, after a year of scraping by in the city using her wits and her cuteness to become a petty thief, Layla's mutant powers emerged. Suddenly the world was a very different place. The future had opened up to her and she was intent on using it to better herself. Stocks, bets on games, anything could and was used to help the girl amass enough wealth to get on her feet.
In the passing years, she used her abilities to sail through life, often pushing what was important future knowledge to the back of her mind. As time progressed and she grew however, the importance of her gift started to dawn on her. What she could do was more than a parlor trick or a get rich quick scheme. She could change things, make them better, or at least help the people through the bad things that had to happen. Like a modern day Quantum Leap, she began to travel wherever her abilities took her, helping people, moving things, and doing her best to ensure the future went in accordance to what she believed was best.DURING APOCALYPSE (April 5th through April 12th, 2009)
Layla prepared in the days leading up to the terror that was the Apocalypse event. She had a bunker built several years before under an abandoned warehouse and spent the next few days stocking it with food, water, tolietries, and whatever sort of books, boardgames, and videos a little boy might like. In the minutes before War began his attack on the city, Layla broke into an apartment building on the East side. A boy slept peacefully. He wouldn't live another hour if he was allowed to stay here and, if he died, the world would one day pay for that. She scooped the boy up, leaving his parents to their fates (as had to happen). She held up with the boy in that bunker until things blew over. When it was safe, she brought him up to the surface and entered him into foster care, telling him that everything would be okay.POST-APOCALYPSE
Once the world did not end, as Layla knew would be the case, she went on with what she had to do in order to shape the world for what was to come. She traveled to Brazil to help save a few people (a young boy who would grow into a great world leader, in particular) from dying in a mudslide.
She then moved to Latveria where she spent a few years under the tutelage of Dr. Doom, guiding him into the position that he needed to be and learning a few choice lessons about how to build Doomtech that she may come to need. After the school exploded, one of the hardest things Layla has ever had to let slide, she traveled back to New York. Knowing her future was at X Factor Investigations and that, now that the faction had split in two the time for her to join was at hand, she showed up at their door and began working, without so much as introducing herself, let alone taking an interview.
Upon joining X Factor, Layla proved to be a force. She developed intense relationships, including with the team's resident couple; Jamie and Alix. Layla, under the impression that she is destined to marry Jamie and become Alix's best friend. This caused tension between the trio.
Before that tension could come to a head though, Layla was taken by the Skrull impersonating Jamie. Though sh eknew what he was, she allowed herself to be taken, knowing that the team needed it in order to survive the experience. The dupe shot her and left her to die. Upon her hospilalzation, she was taken by the Skrulls and replaced herself.
While the Skrull impersonating Layla manuevered the unsuspecting team toward immenent doom, Layla found herself in Skrullios along with the other heroes who had also been captured and replaced by the shapeshifting aliens. Joining a resistance of other captives, Layla fought her way out of Skrullios and back to her world, but not without price. Jamie Madrox, the man she knew she would one day marry, perished. But how was that possible? That wasn't supposed to happen. That didn't happen.
The world had changed from what Layla 'knew' and the path that she knew the world was going to go down had changed. As such, her abilites, and her life, were thrown out of whack. She was off her game, useless to her team, and a victim of evergrowing blind spots within the future. In order to try and fix this, she traveled the world, leaving X Investigations behind.
Somewhere near the Equator, Layla caught wind of an acient text that was said to have the power to bring life back to the dead. Seeing her chance to set things right again and bring Jamie back, she enlisted Douglas Ramsey, the mutant known as Cypher, to decipher the dead language and harness whatever abilites might lay within the text. Telling Doug that the future rested on his shoulders, she convinced him to join her.
FInding that the text was nothing more than age old hyperbole, Layla sucked it up and headed back to New York. Learning of the nature of Doug's powers, how he could read people's body language and make very accurate assumptions about what they might do next, she decided to make him help her. Using his abilites regarding reading people and connecting the cyclical nature of history, she thought he might be able to help her better predict the future and, as such, kickstart the precision of her abilities.SAMPLE RP POST:
The sun. People never think about the sun. For, it rises and sets, leaving the world and it's people relatively the way it found them. They never consider all it does, the thousand errands it accomplishes everyday as it makes it's trek across the sky. It's a beautiful ball blazing in the distance, working thanklessly in solitude.
A pretty girl walked into the offices of X Factor Investigations. It was early. They had not opened yet, but she had a key. She closed the door behind her, careful to balance the tray of hot beverages in her left hand. It was quiet, at least it would be for the next three minutes. More than enough time for her to set up. By the time Jamie Madrox made his way into the lobby, rubbing sleep from his drowsy eyes, the girl was already behind the front desk, shuffling papers around and sticking much needed color coded tabs across the files.
"Good morning Jamie," she said as he entered her line of sight. Such a mundane opening sentence, such an eventless and blase way to meet him, especially considering what was in store for them, but that was the way it was, the way it had to be.
"I took the liberty of implementing a new filing system. I think, no I know, you'll find it works a lot better." She pulled the tray from under the desk and grabbed the cup with the red marked J across it. She smirked a little. This would be fun.
"Coffee. Three sugars, three creams, and a half a cup of caramel. I'm not going to give you the diabetes lecture yet, but just know that I have it in my back pocket."
Layla grinned. This was always the hard part. No. Hard wasn't the right word. Layla rarely thought of things as hard or easy. They just were the way they must be/ Solid, unchangeable. Unless, of course, they did.
She sighed, readying herself for the conversation and deciding to cut the multiple man off at the pass.
"No. I am not a witch. Yes. Your journals are still safe and sound wedged between your matress and box spring. And no, Ashton Kutcher is not hiding behind the desk," she said, handing the coffee to him. "You're not even famous Jamie."