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Hello, this is Lorna. I can't answer right now, so please leave a message and I'll get back to you when I can. If this is a cold call, kindly remove my information from your databanks and don't bother with leaving a message or calling again.
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Dec. 11th, 2015 02:18 amOOC INFO
Name: Hayley
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depthlesslock, trustandfireworks
Age: 19
IC INFO
Name: Lorna Stenberg-Alston
Native, OU, or AU: Native OC
Canon (if applicable): n/a
Character journal used:
Reference (if applicable): n/a
Canon point (if applicable): n/a
Personality: Lorna is very headstrong with a no-nonsense attitude and if she has an opinion, you can damn well bet you'll hear about it. When she's passionate about something, it's very hard to argue around her, often because she'll leave you very little chance to say anything unless you actively butt in. The more strongly she feels, the more she tends to say, usually subconsciously. However, that's not to say she can't be reasoned with, you just have to have a very good reason to bring her over to your side. And she has high standards for what she considers a "good reason". Among people on her general level, she's not afraid to stand up or stand out because of what she believes.
With people above her level, however, it's a different story. Lorna is very aware that she is tiny. A barely significant, largely defenseless person living among people who have kill counts in the triple digits and bank accounts in God knows how many digits. That scares her. Mercenaries rule the streets and companies rule the people, and she knows she has no hope of standing up against that, for all that she hates it. Her biggest act of rebellion was leaving a newspaper company she worked for because the content kissed the feet of companies like Charon. She lived close enough to a violent district to learn a little about the corruption smothering Adaptive. Many of the people on the planet are as toxic as the clouds, as far as she's concerned and getting off-world is a dream she and her husband fantasize about once the kids are asleep.
When she was a teenager, Lorna was all for parties and having a good time, though she had very set boundaries of what she would participate in, namely stopping when it became too dangerous or illegal. And when one of her friends got hurt, she was usually there to try and help, berating them for being idiotic if they deserved it. There's enough wrong with this world. She might not be able to bring down a corrupt system, but she can bandage a skinned knee or hold her crying child. Her caring side has only grown with the birth of her children and she can go from being a complete mother hen to locking away their toys and games until they've done their chores when the need for one or the other arises. She tries to not hit them, but on occasion her anger just gets the better of her and she usually apologizes afterwards. Both she and Clyde try and stop each other when they can.
She loves her family enormously, both her husband and children, and her parents and siblings. But Christ, can they get on her nerves sometimes. If she's getting too angry, she tries to leave and cool down, usually with a book or a drink or both. Over the years, she's gotten better at talking it out with them, but if it's bad enough, or happens enough times, then there's a problem. Clyde was on the sofa for a week after the fourth time he forgot to do the laundry, and the punishment will be repeated if he does it again. And if Imogen leaves her remote controlled hornet lying around one more time, she's going to confiscate it until the girl can learn some responsibility.
Back story: Lorna has never lived anywhere other than Gulch. Born and raised in an area boardering a more violent part of the city, she would often hear the sounds of fighting or gunshots echoing through the neighborhood, though the action only occasionally spilled over into their sector. Her parents, in their quest to keep her and her older brother and sister safe, were a little too overbearing and quick to raise a hand against them if they break any rules. As the youngest, Lorna perhaps received a bit more of her fair share of this as her older siblings' rebellions made her parents stricter to try and stop her doing the same. This, unfortunately for them, had the opposite effect. While she did and still does love her parents, university was a welcome chance to stretch out and develop her independence. She studdied English and, after graduation, bounced around a bit until she got a job in marketing for a publishing company.
Lorna met Clyde shortly after starting her new job. They took the same bus to their respective work every morning and grew to recognize each other, soon becoming friends and then partners. He proposed to her after a year and a half of dating, in the privacy of his home after a special meal out and she was all too happy to say yes. They couldn't afford a lavish wedding, but having their family and close friends was enough and they both cried after completing the vows, a fact that Lorna's mother still likes to fondly tease them over.
Their son, Michael, was conceived during their honeymoon, and both parents absolutely doted on him when he was born. They were far from perfect, but they were determined, and struggled through their first time parenting, financial difficulties and the many threats the city posed to try and bring their son up in a world that was trying to kill him and them from several angles.
Neither Lorna nor Clyde were too happy about having to bring Michael up in a section of the city similar to the one Lorna had lived her childhood in, but it was what they could afford, despite Lorna's income increasing as she was promoted, eventually making it to the senior market management team three years after Michael's birth. At home, Lorna tried to learn from her parents' mistakes in child upbringing, being concerned rather than angry when finding him outside when he shouldn't be, raising a hand against him far less (though sometimes it does happen) and trying to teach him how to stay safe. She has kept up these practices throughout Michael's childhood and when they had a second child, Lorna made sure she got the same lessons and treatment.
Imogen was born when Michael was five and Lorna was relieved that Michael instantly fell in love with his baby sister. Unfortunately, it was only a few months later that the publishing company she worked for was swallowed up by a bigger company, causing massive redundancies. Clyde's income wasn't enough for them to survive well on and then Imogen became sick, so she threw herself into the job market. After several part time jobs, she managed to land a position as an editor for a newspaper, but quit after only a few months because the articles she was being given were exactly the type she avoided, tying random attacks together and declaring them part of an elaborate mercenary scheme, praising the benevolence of the government and the effectiveness of the police and smoothing over any signs of corruption.
In these months, they managed to get Imogen well again, but there is still minor concern for her lungs so Lorna was extra thorough in the standard cloud warnings that are drilled into every child on Adaptive. Imogen's lungs get bad every now and then and it's always a race to get her well again before it causes too much damage. Lorna finally got a stable job with a journal company as an editor, and has since been gradually working her way up the ladder, which she is still climbing to this day. She has made some good friends of her co-workers and some less friendly relationships which she is determined will not ruin her job, either through her actions or theirs.
As their children grow up, Lorna and Clyde have tried to help them however they're needed. Homework, science projects, scraped knees, talking with Michael when he had his first crush and talking more and then taking him out to see the most ridiculous action film after she rejected him. Lorna is incredibly of her children, for all they drive her to wits' end at time, so being called into school over the fight Michael had been in knocked her off balance. Having felt she knew her children she hadn't thought something like this would ever come from either of them. Now she's determined to get to the bottom of the whole business and make sure it never happens again.
Sample: Aftermath
Name: Hayley
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depthlesslock, trustandfireworksAge: 19
IC INFO
Name: Lorna Stenberg-Alston
Native, OU, or AU: Native OC
Canon (if applicable): n/a
Character journal used:
Reference (if applicable): n/a
Canon point (if applicable): n/a
Personality: Lorna is very headstrong with a no-nonsense attitude and if she has an opinion, you can damn well bet you'll hear about it. When she's passionate about something, it's very hard to argue around her, often because she'll leave you very little chance to say anything unless you actively butt in. The more strongly she feels, the more she tends to say, usually subconsciously. However, that's not to say she can't be reasoned with, you just have to have a very good reason to bring her over to your side. And she has high standards for what she considers a "good reason". Among people on her general level, she's not afraid to stand up or stand out because of what she believes.
With people above her level, however, it's a different story. Lorna is very aware that she is tiny. A barely significant, largely defenseless person living among people who have kill counts in the triple digits and bank accounts in God knows how many digits. That scares her. Mercenaries rule the streets and companies rule the people, and she knows she has no hope of standing up against that, for all that she hates it. Her biggest act of rebellion was leaving a newspaper company she worked for because the content kissed the feet of companies like Charon. She lived close enough to a violent district to learn a little about the corruption smothering Adaptive. Many of the people on the planet are as toxic as the clouds, as far as she's concerned and getting off-world is a dream she and her husband fantasize about once the kids are asleep.
When she was a teenager, Lorna was all for parties and having a good time, though she had very set boundaries of what she would participate in, namely stopping when it became too dangerous or illegal. And when one of her friends got hurt, she was usually there to try and help, berating them for being idiotic if they deserved it. There's enough wrong with this world. She might not be able to bring down a corrupt system, but she can bandage a skinned knee or hold her crying child. Her caring side has only grown with the birth of her children and she can go from being a complete mother hen to locking away their toys and games until they've done their chores when the need for one or the other arises. She tries to not hit them, but on occasion her anger just gets the better of her and she usually apologizes afterwards. Both she and Clyde try and stop each other when they can.
She loves her family enormously, both her husband and children, and her parents and siblings. But Christ, can they get on her nerves sometimes. If she's getting too angry, she tries to leave and cool down, usually with a book or a drink or both. Over the years, she's gotten better at talking it out with them, but if it's bad enough, or happens enough times, then there's a problem. Clyde was on the sofa for a week after the fourth time he forgot to do the laundry, and the punishment will be repeated if he does it again. And if Imogen leaves her remote controlled hornet lying around one more time, she's going to confiscate it until the girl can learn some responsibility.
Back story: Lorna has never lived anywhere other than Gulch. Born and raised in an area boardering a more violent part of the city, she would often hear the sounds of fighting or gunshots echoing through the neighborhood, though the action only occasionally spilled over into their sector. Her parents, in their quest to keep her and her older brother and sister safe, were a little too overbearing and quick to raise a hand against them if they break any rules. As the youngest, Lorna perhaps received a bit more of her fair share of this as her older siblings' rebellions made her parents stricter to try and stop her doing the same. This, unfortunately for them, had the opposite effect. While she did and still does love her parents, university was a welcome chance to stretch out and develop her independence. She studdied English and, after graduation, bounced around a bit until she got a job in marketing for a publishing company.
Lorna met Clyde shortly after starting her new job. They took the same bus to their respective work every morning and grew to recognize each other, soon becoming friends and then partners. He proposed to her after a year and a half of dating, in the privacy of his home after a special meal out and she was all too happy to say yes. They couldn't afford a lavish wedding, but having their family and close friends was enough and they both cried after completing the vows, a fact that Lorna's mother still likes to fondly tease them over.
Their son, Michael, was conceived during their honeymoon, and both parents absolutely doted on him when he was born. They were far from perfect, but they were determined, and struggled through their first time parenting, financial difficulties and the many threats the city posed to try and bring their son up in a world that was trying to kill him and them from several angles.
Neither Lorna nor Clyde were too happy about having to bring Michael up in a section of the city similar to the one Lorna had lived her childhood in, but it was what they could afford, despite Lorna's income increasing as she was promoted, eventually making it to the senior market management team three years after Michael's birth. At home, Lorna tried to learn from her parents' mistakes in child upbringing, being concerned rather than angry when finding him outside when he shouldn't be, raising a hand against him far less (though sometimes it does happen) and trying to teach him how to stay safe. She has kept up these practices throughout Michael's childhood and when they had a second child, Lorna made sure she got the same lessons and treatment.
Imogen was born when Michael was five and Lorna was relieved that Michael instantly fell in love with his baby sister. Unfortunately, it was only a few months later that the publishing company she worked for was swallowed up by a bigger company, causing massive redundancies. Clyde's income wasn't enough for them to survive well on and then Imogen became sick, so she threw herself into the job market. After several part time jobs, she managed to land a position as an editor for a newspaper, but quit after only a few months because the articles she was being given were exactly the type she avoided, tying random attacks together and declaring them part of an elaborate mercenary scheme, praising the benevolence of the government and the effectiveness of the police and smoothing over any signs of corruption.
In these months, they managed to get Imogen well again, but there is still minor concern for her lungs so Lorna was extra thorough in the standard cloud warnings that are drilled into every child on Adaptive. Imogen's lungs get bad every now and then and it's always a race to get her well again before it causes too much damage. Lorna finally got a stable job with a journal company as an editor, and has since been gradually working her way up the ladder, which she is still climbing to this day. She has made some good friends of her co-workers and some less friendly relationships which she is determined will not ruin her job, either through her actions or theirs.
As their children grow up, Lorna and Clyde have tried to help them however they're needed. Homework, science projects, scraped knees, talking with Michael when he had his first crush and talking more and then taking him out to see the most ridiculous action film after she rejected him. Lorna is incredibly of her children, for all they drive her to wits' end at time, so being called into school over the fight Michael had been in knocked her off balance. Having felt she knew her children she hadn't thought something like this would ever come from either of them. Now she's determined to get to the bottom of the whole business and make sure it never happens again.
Sample: Aftermath
The Aftermath
Dec. 9th, 2015 02:07 amThey make their way home in silence. Lacking a car, they take the familiar route home on the bus, Michael swinging his legs while sitting in a way he hasn’t done since he was much younger. His feet, on the ends of longer legs, scuff the floor, and after a few brushes Lorna side-eyes him and he falls still, shrinking in his seat.
Other than that, Lorna keeps her gaze fixed firmly forward, jaw clenched and keeping half an eye on the gently swirling clouds outside. They don’t seem to be getting any worse as they ride through the district and so she’s left to her thoughts and the upcoming discussion. She’s got the whole journey to plan out what she’s going to say once they’re home and out of public view, but when they finally get there and are stood at opposite ends of the narrow kitchen, nothing she’s thought of seems right.
‘I don’t know what to say.’
Michael looks at the floor, his hands shoved deep in his pockets.
‘M’sorry,’ he mumbles.
‘Sorry?!’ she repeats with a shocked laugh. ‘I should damn well hope you’re sorry after that. Too bad you couldn’t tell the kid that though, hm?’
He flinches, biting his lip and still not looking up.
‘If you ever see that boy again, you will apologize to him most sincerely, do you understand?’
Finally he looks up, surprise in his expression, of all things. ‘Why wouldn’t I see him again?’
‘Were you not listening to the discussion? You might be expelled, Michael. Heaven help me, but I wonder if you deserve it. Suspension certainly, but we’ll have to wait for the headmaster’s verdict.’ She rubs her forehead. ‘Regardless of that, I wouldn’t be at all surprised if his… were they his brothers? If his brothers move him to another school entirely. I know I would, after the way it sounded like that poor child had been treated. If that had been you, I would have you out of there as soon as possible. I’ve half a mind to look into other schools since it’s clear that one is incapable of taking proper care of all of its students.’
Michael’s eyes widen in alarm and his hands come out of his pockets.
‘But my friends are there!’ he exclaims.
‘From what I’ve just seen, you and your friends just beat up a boy younger and smaller than you and broke apparently valuable equipment that gives him one of his basic senses,’ she snaps. ‘If that’s not a bad crowd, I don’t know what is. You’re not to hang out with them again.’
‘You can’t do that!’
‘I can and I bloody well just did! I brought you up to respect other people, not hurt them like this! Clearly I didn’t make the lesson solid enough, but I will not have you mingling with people who think something like that is an okay thing to do, especially when they seem unrepentant of it afterwards, and God knows their parents were just as bad, if not worse. Unless those children get some serious lessons, they are going to grow up to be bad people and I will not see you fall into that life with them. You’re so much better than that.’
Angry tears fill Michael’s eyes and he brushes them away roughly with his sleeve, only for more to replace them. He opens his mouth to say something, but ends up just shaking his head and trying to keep the tears from spilling over.
Lorna pinches the bridge of her nose, taking deep breaths and trying to calm down. She rubs her forehead again, harder this time, but the lines there don’t smooth out.
‘I thought it was you on the receiving end of the fight when I got the message,’ she says, quieter, if no less strained. ‘I thought I was going to get there and you’d crossed the wrong kids. Refused to give up your lunch or something. I never thought…’ She trails off and has to wipe her own eyes and take several more deep breaths. ‘How long have you been involved?’
Michael doesn’t say anything, his gaze back on the floor.
‘Michael, I asked you a question.’
‘Few weeks,’ he mumbles.
‘And you didn’t, in all of that time, think that what you were doing was wrong?’
A shrug.
‘I want an answer.’
She doesn’t get one, and after a long wait, she lets out a long breath which she just manages to keep steady.
‘Go to your room and think about what you’ve been part of. I’ll be expecting better answers later. You’re grounded for the foreseeable future and I’ll discuss your full punishment with your father when he gets home. For now, I need to call him and let him know what’s happened since he only knows you were involved in a fight. Now get out, or I swear, I’m going to slap you.’
Michael turns and leaves, dragging his feet a little in a way that would usually make her narrow her eyes and tell him to pick his feet up. But she doesn’t and soon he’s gone and Lorna’s left alone in the kitchen, leaning heavily on the counter and gradually wetting the hand covering her eyes.
Other than that, Lorna keeps her gaze fixed firmly forward, jaw clenched and keeping half an eye on the gently swirling clouds outside. They don’t seem to be getting any worse as they ride through the district and so she’s left to her thoughts and the upcoming discussion. She’s got the whole journey to plan out what she’s going to say once they’re home and out of public view, but when they finally get there and are stood at opposite ends of the narrow kitchen, nothing she’s thought of seems right.
‘I don’t know what to say.’
Michael looks at the floor, his hands shoved deep in his pockets.
‘M’sorry,’ he mumbles.
‘Sorry?!’ she repeats with a shocked laugh. ‘I should damn well hope you’re sorry after that. Too bad you couldn’t tell the kid that though, hm?’
He flinches, biting his lip and still not looking up.
‘If you ever see that boy again, you will apologize to him most sincerely, do you understand?’
Finally he looks up, surprise in his expression, of all things. ‘Why wouldn’t I see him again?’
‘Were you not listening to the discussion? You might be expelled, Michael. Heaven help me, but I wonder if you deserve it. Suspension certainly, but we’ll have to wait for the headmaster’s verdict.’ She rubs her forehead. ‘Regardless of that, I wouldn’t be at all surprised if his… were they his brothers? If his brothers move him to another school entirely. I know I would, after the way it sounded like that poor child had been treated. If that had been you, I would have you out of there as soon as possible. I’ve half a mind to look into other schools since it’s clear that one is incapable of taking proper care of all of its students.’
Michael’s eyes widen in alarm and his hands come out of his pockets.
‘But my friends are there!’ he exclaims.
‘From what I’ve just seen, you and your friends just beat up a boy younger and smaller than you and broke apparently valuable equipment that gives him one of his basic senses,’ she snaps. ‘If that’s not a bad crowd, I don’t know what is. You’re not to hang out with them again.’
‘You can’t do that!’
‘I can and I bloody well just did! I brought you up to respect other people, not hurt them like this! Clearly I didn’t make the lesson solid enough, but I will not have you mingling with people who think something like that is an okay thing to do, especially when they seem unrepentant of it afterwards, and God knows their parents were just as bad, if not worse. Unless those children get some serious lessons, they are going to grow up to be bad people and I will not see you fall into that life with them. You’re so much better than that.’
Angry tears fill Michael’s eyes and he brushes them away roughly with his sleeve, only for more to replace them. He opens his mouth to say something, but ends up just shaking his head and trying to keep the tears from spilling over.
Lorna pinches the bridge of her nose, taking deep breaths and trying to calm down. She rubs her forehead again, harder this time, but the lines there don’t smooth out.
‘I thought it was you on the receiving end of the fight when I got the message,’ she says, quieter, if no less strained. ‘I thought I was going to get there and you’d crossed the wrong kids. Refused to give up your lunch or something. I never thought…’ She trails off and has to wipe her own eyes and take several more deep breaths. ‘How long have you been involved?’
Michael doesn’t say anything, his gaze back on the floor.
‘Michael, I asked you a question.’
‘Few weeks,’ he mumbles.
‘And you didn’t, in all of that time, think that what you were doing was wrong?’
A shrug.
‘I want an answer.’
She doesn’t get one, and after a long wait, she lets out a long breath which she just manages to keep steady.
‘Go to your room and think about what you’ve been part of. I’ll be expecting better answers later. You’re grounded for the foreseeable future and I’ll discuss your full punishment with your father when he gets home. For now, I need to call him and let him know what’s happened since he only knows you were involved in a fight. Now get out, or I swear, I’m going to slap you.’
Michael turns and leaves, dragging his feet a little in a way that would usually make her narrow her eyes and tell him to pick his feet up. But she doesn’t and soon he’s gone and Lorna’s left alone in the kitchen, leaning heavily on the counter and gradually wetting the hand covering her eyes.
