WHITTINGHAM, elenore branwen

[Elenore Branwen Whittingham]

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`time to figure, time to sin
your time is done when you begin*

NAME:

Elenore Branwen Whittingham.

AGE:

80(26)

GENDER:

Female.

SEXUALITY:

Straight

SPECIES:

Gifted human

NATIONALITY:

Welsh/scottish

OCCUPATION:

Physicians assistant

`live for suffer, live for revenge
know your life comes to an end*

APPEARANCE:

There is a reason that she was named after a goddess of life and beauty. She is the kina girl that had always managed to get men to turn their heads for a second glance. She had also used this to her advantage in the past. she's a pretty tall woman standing at6'0" she has a clean build she's a bit on the vain side so she likes to keep herself up.She has long legs and bright blonde hair, unless she dyes it. She has a bright smile that almost never fades. and from those bright lips comes a rather easy to hear welsh/scottish accent. She can hide it , she just doesn't want to. she has grey=green eyes that have a tendency to come off as intimidating but always have an alluring pull to them.

CELEB CLAIM:

Charlize Theron.

`taste the blood, taste your fate
swallow your pride with your hate*

PERSONALITY:

Eccentric: She's not quite what some woudl consider normal. Perhaps she could be discribed as a free spirit.

Blunt: If she doesn't like you , she'll tell you. If you're being and idiot...don't ask her what she thinks of you...she'll call you stupid

Outspoken: She'll state how she feels about things easily. She speaks her mind. she's quick to talk to new people or chat up a stranger in a store...especially if that stranger is cute.

Loud: not so much in volume but in content. She doesn't have a filter and she'll talk endlessly if she gets the chance.

Motherly/family centered: She loves family and would give anything for her child. she's responsible and careing when it comes to these things.

Kind: She reaches out to people easily and can be quite careing in the right situations.
Smart: She's good at getting one over on people. She's quick witted and that can add her having a bit of a smart mouth on her too.

Fighter: She isn't one to back down or crumble easily. If she wants something she'll go after it. She's been through a lot and she's ready for more.She's always up for a challenge.

Distrusting: she has been hurt in the past so she doesn't really take people at their word... she'll open up to people though she fully expects to be burned. She knows she can handle it though.

Playful: She loves having fun...anytime and anyway she can.

Outgoing: She's adventurous and friendly. a people person sometiems.

Mischevious: She is known to pull a prank or two...she doesn't mind being the butt of someone else's either...she doesn't always follow rules. Not quite well behaved

Naughty: like a little forest nymph... so she's pretty un well-behaved ...so she likes to go after what she wants...even if it isn't appropriate....or legal on occassion. though...it's usually legal...just not anything she'd like Gwen to find out about.

Impatient: she knows what she wants and she wants it now...she lives life fast and hard. She doesn't like waiting in lines.

A little vain: She know's she's pretty...she'd like to stay that way.
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LIKES:

Kittens, hot men... a lot,pranks, potatoes, blood sausage, haggis, playing, shopping, motorcycles, bad boys, her daughter, music, traveling, driving, going fast ( in all aspects of her life), soccer, bagpipes, dancing, countryside, magic, being immortal, being beautiful, getting her way.

DISLIKES:

Being lied to, being bored, judgemental people, idiots, death, waiting, stuck up people, playing it safe (except with Gwen), lima beans, boring men.

SECRETS:

Killed her husband with her daughter, keeps some aspects of her personality from her daughter, shes a little vain, her old nickname.

FEARS:

Gwen dying before her, her husband comeming back, meeting another man like her late-husband.

DREAMS:

For Gwen to be immortal, have as much fun as possible and finding a "good" guy to share it with, have another child.

STRENGTHS:

outgoin, outspoken, doesn't hold back on anything, doesn't take crap, strong, Immortal(cant die without her head being cut off), good theif, manipulative, charming, some music skills with flute and bagpipes, positive attitude, her eyes.

WEAKNESSES:

Feels pain more than most humans, her mild vanity, her mouth is unbridled, distrusting, bad boys...well men in general, mischievousness, not very good at following rules.

`your last breath, your last stance
the last of all in your command*

HISTORY:

Little Wenny was born in the earlier half of the 20th century to a hospital in a small industrial town of South Wales quite a distance from her own home. Her father was a coal and steel miner. Her mother was the typical country housewife. Wenny was named after her grandmother Branwen, who also lived at the rather old but fairly decent cottage. She didn't was fine with being called Wenny up till her teen years , when she started to insist that she was called by her first name, Elenore. She was a rather carefree little girl growing up. The little secrets of the family had managed to evade her. And the secrets...were a bit more than little. AS she grew older she had begun to notice little things, like the fact that she was getting older...and her mother was getting older, but her father and her grandmother never really did.


As a teenager she had started to ask questions. Some of them were along the lines of: why does daddy look so much younger than everyone else? Why does grandma look younger than mommy, and why didn't they ever go into town? Then of course there was the milkman who always looked at her strangely. Her mother explained that many people don't understand certain things about people like her father. We'll or her mother, and grandmother. They were all gifted...her father and grandmother had the gift of life ( self healing and slow aging). her mother had an ability to hear and alter radio frequencies. She had begun to wonder if she had some strange ability hidden also.
Her mother wasn't very fond of her trying to find out. Honestly, she hadn't wanted her to find out about any of them. Wenny didn't really care for restrictions though. She started trying to find more about humans with "special gifts".

She had started to take little trips into town and asking questions...finding books. When she was 18 her mother forbade her from looking into it anymore. She had gone as far as to forbid the girl from leaving the house. That was probably the last straw for Wenny. She ran off on her own. She had left a note for her parents, but she wasn't about to waste her life like her mother did in the country with nothing to do but tend to her husband and children. Wenny wanted adventure. So she went after it. By the time she was 18 the world war had had come to an end so travel was a bit safer than it would have been otherwise.

She made her way to London, where she inadvertently ran into a young man by the name of Tanner Wilson. He had swept her off of her feet rather quickly. He wasn't the most reputable of men, ( a bit of a thief actually) but he was handsome and well...fun. Fun was pretty much all that she was interested in. He worked as a professional gambler...well if there was such a job. He also had quite a bit of a problem with alcohol. It didn't really matter to her. He had a good enough inheritance to keep them from going broke and well he always won. How he did it? He granted it to luck. Wenny had her own ideas, but she kept it to herself. She was happy with him and they stayed together for almost two decades. During that time she had taken up a bit of theivery herself. Her's was a bit less malicious than his. She had a little bit of a "Robbin hood" thing to her at times. She mostly stole for the fun. She'd even return the items to the owners sometimes with a bonus. (unless she dien't like them). Around the end of those two decades, some things started to become a little...strange. He started to notice that he was aging and she wasn't. He didn't pay much attention to it until one day when a man had walked into his home and shot him for cheating. Wenny had rushed over to him and laid a hand on him. The next thing he knew he didn't feel a bit of pain. He asked her if she had made some kind of bargain with the devil. When she said no, he slapped her for lying to him. If she had found some way to become immortal curse her for not sharing it with him! From there things just went downhill. It became even worse after she had her first pregnancy, which miscarried, then the second...and the third. After going to a doctor, she was deemed as incapable of having a child.


Her husband just kicked her out of the house. He decided that she was probably sacrificing the children to keep herself young and immortal. She tried to go back home only to find that her family had relocated to Scotland. When she tried to find them there she had discovered that her mother had been killed in a raid on their home... her father died protecting her mother. They cut off his head as well as the grandmother. Someone had known exactly how to kill him...and her grandmother


She didn't have anywhere to go or anything. She ended up resorting to stealing...and even tried prostitution once to stay alive. Finding a job wasn't quite easy for a woman with no connections. Those 2 years had been torture for her. It was even worse that she couldn't quite convince anyone of her identity. How could a 40 year old look like someone at 23? It was a bit too much of a stretch. Despite the hardship she had never quite lost her spirit. She endured and became stronger for it. She traveled back to wales. While there she found herself stealing from a rather nicely dressed man. He was obviously well endowed. She wasn't going to take much, but she needed to eat.



She had gotten pretty good at either charming someone out of their money or just sneaking off with it from their pocket. Something was strange about this man, but she didn't pay much attention to it. She slipped his wallet out of his pocket and didn't get very far until she discovered the wallet was no longer in her hand. Had she dropped it? Crap! She turned around and saw it on the ground. She went to grab it and it slid away... wait what? Maybe her mind was playing tricks on her. She reached down again and it moved. She was determined... maybe someone had a string tied to it. She tried once again and everything went black. The pain was blinding as it ripped through her. She fell to the ground. A young man laughed. "Did you see that? From ten feet away that has to be a record Mike. “The guy said.” I've never seen someone go down that hard though. Must have hurt like hell. Guess I'm getting better." Mike rolled his eyes. “You killed the game...we can’t mess with her if she's out. Ugh... I hate normal...they're so weak. ...at least she's cute." Michael said then rolled her over to see a small pool of blood on a rock under her head. “I think you killed her man.” Mike chuckled. “What a waste." he said staring at the woman for a moment before he noticed that he couldn't find an injury on her. He picked her up." wat are ya doin mike?" his friend asked. “She’s one of us Dave." Mike replied and continued to carry the woman in his arms to his car. He pushed her into the back seat and drove off to his home.


He lived in and co-ran a community for "gifted people" His father was in charge of the group. Michal dropped the girl off in one of the rooms in his manor. He explained to his father about the girl and had his people take care of dressing and cleaning her up. Wenny woke up a day later completely disoriented. Michal had been sitting in her room and smiled at her as she got up. “Shh, you're fine. You’re in a safe place. Some thugs had attacked you a few days ago and I was lucky enough to find you. “The man said with a coy smile on his face. It wasn't too long until Wenny had fallen for that handsome face also. His bad-boy charm helped to draw her in even more. It wasn't too long after they had started dating that she had decided to let him know that she couldn't have children. Before she had the chance she was pregnant with a baby girl. They married rather soon after. When Michael's father died he took over the community. He became more... stable than he had been. His time became more consumed with keeping the gifted world and the human world separate. He became cold and possessive...and well... abusive. Wennys' free spirit proved to be a bit too free for him now that he had a growing child and a community to attend to. He had an image to uphold and wasn't about to let her get away with ruining it, because she wanted to "have fun". The pain from the abuse was almost unbearable, but because she healed so well...no one could ever tell. She had changed a bit since having a daughter...well; she hid some aspects of her personality. She wasn't a reckless and she took on a bit of propriety for the sake of her daughter. She still never stopped being who she was...which led to more abuse and harsher methods. AS soon as she could Elenore escaped with her girl...who wasn't quite so little anymore.


She managed to get a green card through an abused woman center in Connecticut. She took her daughter to the community to live. They were safe there for years. She enrolled her daughter into a public school and worked as a music teacher ( to pre-k and kindergartners) so that she could keep room and board. She had stolen a bit of money from her husband, but she kept that under wraps.


It was a few years before Michael found them...and he was very angry. It was on one of their mother-daughter fun nights. He was on the edge of insane. The lights flickered items were flying around the room and the next thing she knew he had a gun up to her head. She saw when her daughter's eyes closed. Micheal grabbed his ears screaming in pain. Elenore took the gun as it dropped from his hold. She held it over the man she looked up at her daughter. She hated what she was about to ask the girl to do, but she didn't have the power herself. Gwen had gotten the hint well enough and the man Wenny had married was now on the ground dead. They hid the gun and called the police. Mike was pronounced dead from a massive amount of radiation poisoning.


Elenore Took Gwen and moved with her to Essex, NJ. Elenore continued to teach kids while slowly working on a GED then up to college all the way through to a master's as a physician's assistant. Her daughter was 28 and had gone on with her own life. She stayed close to her though, still not really letting Gwen know exactly how old she was ...or much about her past at all.

FAMILY LIFE:

Mother: dead-welsh-Radio-wave reader/manipulate-gifted
FAther: Dead -Scottish-healing gifted
Grandmother-dead-Scottish-healing gifted
Grandfather-dead-scottish- telepath
Late husband 1 (Tanner Wilson)dead- gifted -unknown-
Late husband 2 (Micheal Whittingham) -dead- gifted - telepath
Daughter -alive- gifted - EM Wave manipulater/technophile

OTHER:

Can heal herself and others... can only heal others on occasion because that power isn't very s through and she doesn't really know how to control it. She feels pain from wounds more than normal humans.

She also feels other's pain as she heals them. Ages very slowly mostly when she's injured or heals people.

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