This one died alone and afraid.

App for Singularity

notyourutopian — Sun, 06 Feb 2011 23:04:31 GMT

Player Information ;
Your Nickname: Dalrint
OOC Journal: dalrint
Under 18? Nope.
Email/IM: aim: farobservr
Characters Played at Singularity: Kasumi Goto

Character Information ;
Name: Eleanor Lamb
Name of Canon: Bioshock
Canon/AU/Other Game CR: Canon
Reference: http://bioshock.wikia.com/wiki/Eleanor_lamb
Canon Point: During the escape from Rapture inside Inner Persephone, going on a good-ending/Sofia lives path.
Setting:

(This is just full of spoilers for both Bioshock games.)

Rapture. It was a dream that could not survive, a city on the bottom of the sea where the strong could be strong and the weak would be weak, and those with power would know more and more, and never want for regulation or control. It was a dream that was born to die.

And Sofia Lamb knew how to kill it.

She was brought to the great underwater metropolis by Andrew Ryan, its creator, when the people begged for a ‘psychologist’ to help them with their worries and fears. He did not realize what he was getting himself into, though. Almost immediately, she began to turn the people against him, twisting his dream of the ‘great chain of commerce’ into something different, emotional, ‘enlightened’ she would call it.

She had a daughter, Eleanor, in whom she hoped to pass her dream of Utopia. Not as a place, but as a person, a person whose only will and only desire was to serve the common good. Selfless, unwavering, driven not by a desire to better themselves but in only to better everyone else. She kept Eleanor separated from the rest of Rapture, focused on teaching her all about her ideals and philosophies, but the girl would slip away from time to time and watch the other children. She passed the time she spent alone taking apart the various machines that her mother owned, including her tape records and security machines.

When Eleanor was still young, Andrew Ryan moved against her mother and had her locked away in the prison at Persephone to keep her from spouting her ‘nonsense.’ Eleanor was given to one of Sofia’s followers, a blues singer named Grace Holloway, and this was probably the only real child hood Eleanor had. She had toys to play with, she wasn’t locked away, she wasn’t forced only to study. She even had friends.

Unfortunately, at this same time, Fontaine, a businessman and rival of Andrew Ryan, had discovered the concepts of ADAM and Splicing from Brigid Tenenbaum, and had begun selling the concept to all the citizens of rapture. People could make themselves handsome, strong, smart, they could hurl fire and freeze water, conjure up illusions, it was magic made real.

Splicing became an addiction, the latest thing, and people all over rapture began to make significant changes to their genes and their bodies with ADAM. With these changes though, came desperation and madness, the life of a junky desperate for their next fix, their next taste of power.

But the chemical itself was a limited resource, and so Fontaine created the Little Sister program. They would implant the creature that originally created ADAM, a special type of sea slug, inside a little girl between the ages of five and eight. They then altered the child’s mind, giving them a sense of peace and a desperate need to hunt out the bodies of dead splicers and draw the ADAM from their blood. The little sister could then drink the blood, and regurgitate it as pure ADAM again.

They used little girls out of Fontaine’s Orphanages for this, and this should have protected Eleanor from it, since she was not an orphan. Unfortunately, with Eleanor’s mother in prison, the running of her businesses and holdings had fallen to a man named Stanley Poole. Stanley was running Sofia Lamb’s little kingdom into the ground as fast as he could, and Eleanor realized it. She threatened to tell her mother, and in retaliation Poole had her kidnapped and left in one of Fontaine’s Orphanages.

She planned to escape, to find a friend she had made while she was living with Grace and steal a submarine and escape (a child’s dream, of course) but the night before she would have made her daring escape, a man named Gilbert Alexander came and took into the Little Sister program. She became one of the first Little Sisters, and was paired up with Subject Delta, part of the initial batch of Big Daddy’s.

A Big Daddy was an emotionless supersoldier, a man in a giant diving suit given unparalleled strength and weapons. His only reason to exist was to ensure that the Little Sister they were bonded to would never be hurt. Eleanor and Subject Delta spent over a year paired, Delta’s welfare linked directly to Eleanor’s. If she died, he died.

As this went on, the political problems within Rapture were growing. A war was brewing between Andrew Ryan and ATLAS (an alias of Fontaine’s.) By the time it ended, Ryan and Fontaine were both dead at the hands of Ryan's illegitimate son, and the city was in chaos.

Sofia Lamb used this chaos as a chance to escape and take control. She hunted down Delta and her daughter and used a mind-control plasmid to force Delta to kill himself. She then spent years repairing the damage that had been done to Eleanor by the Little Sister program. While the mental conditioning was reversible, they couldn’t remove the sea slug that had been implanted within her.

With the assistance of her mother and Doctor Alexander, Eleanor broke free of the conditioning. She was still kept mostly isolated by her mother, allowed only to travel through Persephone and Fontaine Futuristics, where her mother had set up her base of control for the rest of the city. Doctor Alexander assisted her with her rehabilitation, but unfortunately Sofia had other plans for the man. She’d decided to use the various Plasmid and Adam research to create her ‘True Utopian’, a person with no desires beyond the common good. When this failed, and Doctor Alexander went insane, and then physically degraded, Sofia turned her attentions to her daughter.

She believed Eleanor’s condition (the sea slug) would prevent the experiments from driving her mad as well. Eleanor was repulsed by the idea, and for the first time her mind turned to escaping rapture completely. But she knew she couldn’t do this on her own. The alterations done to her had given her the ability to connect with the new Little Sisters, and she used them to contact other people throughout the city. They managed to find the body of her ‘father’, Delta, and using the Vita Chamber technology that had originally been designed for Ryan they brought him back to life!

Delta moved swiftly through the city, with the assistance of several people, intent on finding Eleanor. He encountered many of the people responsible for his becoming a Big Daddy and Eleanor becoming a Little Sister, and spared most of them. (He did kill Stanley Poole.) Eleanor watched his progress through the eyes of the little sisters, learning from him as he went, idolizing him in a way.

Her mother put her to sleep then, drugging her and beginning the plasmid cocktails that would eventually turn her into a ‘true utopian.’

When he finally reached Persephone though, Sofia did the unspeakable…she killed Eleanor (temporarily), smothering her with a pillow. This triggered the bond they shared and caused Delta’s heart to stop as well, and when they both awoke, revived, they were kept in separate chambers, injured and alone. Sofia knew that if she killed Delta violently, he would be revived again in the Vita Chambers, so she was waiting for him to simply…waste away.

Eleanor had other plans. Using the little sisters, she managed to free herself and arm herself with the uniform of a Big Sister. Using the power of the plasmids she had been given partly as a little sister and partly by her mother, she freed her father and they made ready to escape the city entirely.

Personality:

Eleanor is in some ways remarkably worldly, and in others painfully naive. She had to work against nearly impossible odds to free herself from her mothers control, quietly, subtly, behind the back of nearly an entire city. This has made her resourceful, determined, and completely unwilling to accept failure as an outcome. She’s very clever, can think her way through a problem faster than many people, and quickly adapts to unexpected situations.

On the other hand, she’s never really had a life. Her childhood went from sequestered by her mother, to stolen by Fontaine, and then to corrupted by the Little Sister program. She spent two years as one of the tiny ADAM gatherers, two years of which her only memories are an artificial sense of peace, an extremely strong emotional bond with her ‘father’, Delta, and a desperate hunger for ADAM.

When she was freed from the program by her mother, that freedom was punctuated by the forced suicide of her father, and then almost immediately she was subjected to massive amounts of reprogramming and deconditioning as her mother and Doctor Alexander tried to ‘fix’ her. She spent years in a daze, her only real connection to the city outside her room through the Little Sisters that still prowled Rapture.

So there are huge chunks of life she knows nothing about. Joy, discovery, friendship, romance, real happiness, she’s never had a chance to experience these things. She knows of them, of course, and she can explain them and learn to feel them, but for now they are as much a mystery as everything else beyond the ocean.

Watching her father during his journey has left her with a very strong sense of moral justice and duty. She believes that doing the right thing is the only option, that forgiveness is one of life’s greatest virtues, and that everyone can earn a second chance, no matter their sins.

On the other hand, this does not make her a pacifist. She can and has killed to protect herself, her father and her goals. She can be a ruthless fighter, cutting down a threat without hesitation and using them as an example and a warning to others.

Abilities and Weaknesses:

Plasmids:

Incinerate 3 - Eleanor can create and launch large fireballs from her hands, three at a time, and repair the damage the fire does to her skin while holding a fireball.

Telekinesis 3 - Eleanor can lift several medium sized objects or one large object and hurl them at great speed and force through the air.

Stable Teleport - This is a short range (100 yards), high energy teleport. It ionizes the air around her and causes it to solidify into a rapidly decaying plasma, as though she exploded, and when she reappears she seems to reform out of the same substance (though it is just an illusion, she did not actually burst.) Teleporting uses a lot of energy and she cannot do it several times in a row without exhausting herself.

Big Sister: Eleanor has the strength and agility of a regular big sister, but lacks the shockingly high endurance and regenerative abilities. She also is not 'connected' to her big sister suit the way regular Big Sisters are, it is just clothing that she can take on and put off, except for the intravenous connection between her syringe-spear and her arm, which she has to stick back into her vein every time she puts it on.

Little Sister Possession: Eleanor can possess a Little Sister and act through her eyes and hands to interact with the world outside of Persephone. There aren't any little sisters in Sing so this won't matter for now but I'm putting it in here just in case.

Implanted Knowledge: Eleanor has the 'essence' of a number of Rapture's top minds locked inside her brain from injections given to her by her mother. Through this she has a fairly decent understanding of how the genetic manipulation and control of the Plasmid program and related sciences (Little Sisters and Big Daddies, sea slugs, etc) work. There would have been more, many more, but Delta got to her in time.

Tinkerer: Eleanor has a knack for taking moderately complicated machines apart and putting them back together. Not computers, but things on the Rapture level of technology. Radios, tape recorders, vending machines, the weird steam-powered security systems in Rapture. As a child she reprogrammed the alarm systems to warn her that her mother was coming. She enjoys seeing how things work, though she has not had much chance to do so in the recent years of her life.

Adam Addiction: Eleanor is as much an ADAM addict as any other splicer in Rapture. However, she receives a steady supply of it from the sea slug inside her body, so it is not an addiction she has to worry about or maintain. If this were ever removed, she would fall into the same desperate cravings and withdrawal that normal splicers do, and her powers would fade.

Inventory:

1 - Modified Big Sister Suit.
- Eleanor's Big Sister suit is a non-standard version of the suit that does not bond specifically to her. While it has the same diving bell helmet and general shape as the other big sisters, it is a full-body suit, lacking the meshwork of interskin-connections and replacing them with additional sections of reinforced fabric. It has a much smaller oxygen tank from a normal suit, and sheds the bomb basket and little-sister carrying cage completely. The suit offers some small protection against weapons and plasmid powers, and can probably double as a space suit in short-term emergencies. The diving bell helmet contains a small voice modulation device that turns any scream she might make into a slightly less powerful version of the Big Sister screech, and which also functions as a short-range radio.

1 - Syringe Spear Glove
- While technically part of her suit, the syringe-spear is connected directly into her skin through an IV connection inside the thick leather armor. It contains nothing, and is used specifically to extract ADAM and blood from splicers or whomever it happens to be stabbed into. It doubles as an impalement weapon, and is strong enough to allow a person impaled on it to be picked up off the ground.

Appearance:

Eleanor is slightly underdeveloped for her seventeen years of life, with an almost overly thin body including her arms and legs. She is a bit taller than average though, with dark brown, almost black, hair cut neck-length, pale skin and light brown eyes.

When she isn't wearing her Big Sister suit, she prefers flowing clothing, dresses and long skirts and loose fitting blouses, usually in lighter colors.

Age: Seventeen

Samples ;
Log Sample:

Rapture was drowning.

Literally and figuratively the city was in its death throws. After twenty-five years, the splicers and the ocean had finally killed it, and now they were just waiting around for it to collapse.

But Eleanor was not going to stick around to see it. “Quickly father, this way!”

She raced through the tunnels of Persephone Prison, her father close on her heels. Her mother had blown out the ballast tanks on the prisons escape pod, but Eleanor had a plan to boil the water away using her powers, and the powers of the Little Sisters that were still held captive in the prison. They were on their way to free them now.

Unfortunately, her mothers followers were not making it easy. As she rounded a corner a fireball rushed passed her head, she felt the heat even through the thick diving helmet she wore, and she hissed in irritation. At the far end of the hall a splicer stood, his hands engulphed in flame as he prepared another fireball. Two more splicers stood behind him, armed with tommyguns.

“Just try to keep me from my sisters! Please.” She hissed out the words, hurling herself down the hallway. She ducked under a fireball, felt a bullet bounce off the side of her helmet, and then leapt up into the air, an arcing strike, dropping down towards the three splicers. The one whom had thrown the fireball suddenly vanished in a flare of red, a Houdini splicer, so Eleanor adjusted her aim and landed hard, plunging the ADAM spike on her wrist through the left splicers chest. He gurgled as he dropped his gun, and she wrenched him off the ground, slamming him bodily into the second and sending them both crashing to the floor, dead or unconscious.

Her father lumbered up behind him and she paused to look over, smiling faintly at him through the front of her helmet, despite the rush of adrenalin and anger. “Keep going father, I’ll find the other one.”

As Delta continued on, Eleanor moved quietly through the hallways, searching for the teleporting splicer. She found him crouched behind a cabinet in the next open room, rubbing his hands together and muttering to himself. As she looked at him through the door, he seemed…familiar, somehow. Suddenly, memories from the little sisters she had touched flared into her mind.

Images of the man taunting the girls as they moved through the prison, separated from their Big Daddy protectors. Threatening them, taunting them, only prevented from injuring them because he knew what Lamb would do. But always skirting the edge, always wanting to do something terrible to the little girls.

Eleanor kicked the door open and stalked into the room. The splicer lurched to his feet, raising his arm to throw another fireball at her but she grabbed at him with her telekinesis, yanking him off his feet and dragging him across the room. He gibbered and begged as he slid through the air, holding his arms out as if trying to push himself backwards. “We remember you,” she growled, and stabbed upward with her spike, straight through his heart. She let him hang there, kicking and screaming, until he stilled and she dropped him in a pile on the floor.

Two other splicers had entered the room, standing nearby, both armed, and she pointed at the corpse in front of her. “This one died alone and afraid. Stand in my way and you’ll get the same.” Her voice was loud but even, it was not a threat but a certainty of what was to come if they continued into the room.

The two splicers exchanged looks, then turned and ran back the way they had come. Eleanor couldn’t help but smile to herself, watching them go, and then she too turned, bunching up her muscles and moving off to catch up with her father.

Network Sample:

[video]

[The video feeds click on to a cacophony of bangs and rumblings, the screen whirling end over end as camera and wearer tumble down the side of one of the piles in the junkyard. Bits of metal and trash and the broken door of a microwave can be seen before the wearer hits the ground at the bottom of the pile, hard, but seemingly catching themselves on their hands and knees. There is no movement as the last sounds of the rubble falling fade away. ]

What was that...

[The voice is muffled, carrying the underlying hiss of sound carried through an electronic filter. Slowly the feed levels out and rises, and then moves quickly as the arm it is strapped to his brought up to press against the side of...is that a diving helmet? A large, round diving helmet, from the looks of it, with a circular porthole in the front that had a light projecting out of it.]

[The helmet turns this way and that, the light panning over everything the wear looks at, and its not hard to imagine the confusion on the face hidden behind it, without even know what that face looked like.]

Father? Father, where are you?

[An accent carried in her words, Irish or British, and was obviously female and young, despite the faint electronic distortion.]

Mother, if this is one of your tricks it won't work! You cannot keep me from Father!

[As she spoke the suited girl moved quickly through the junkyard, the camera panning around as her arm moved, though she doesn't seem to know that the machine is there, or that it is transmitting. She seems to be talking at the sky. After a few moments she trips over something, kicking it away, and hisses in irritation. But it seemed to snap her out of her wandering and her panic and really let her take in her surroundings. Which might not have been a good thing. ]

...Bloody hell. Where am I...?

Eleanor: 2021

notyourutopian — Sun, 29 Aug 2010 01:27:47 GMT

Eleanor would have honestly tried to be ‘good.’

Her powers were not so bad that she couldn’t have gotten away with it, either; except for the rumors that there was something inside of her, a creature that was basically a ‘gateway’ to giving normal people superpowers. The government wanted that, and so she’d been right at the top of the ‘hunt them down’ list when the Government went commando on everyone.

She gave the initial force that came after her a very, very unpleasant welcoming and then disappeared into the underbelly of the city. In a way living in the sewers and tunnels and old abandoned underground infrastructure was a lot like going home to Rapture. It was dark and cold and wet and nobody wanted to go down there if they could avoid it. Luckily for her, she didn’t really mind.

Unluckily for everyone else, as she listened to the world around her changing, the people she knew being imprisoned, forced to hide who they were, or even killed, Eleanor began to rethink her father’s ‘forgiveness and responsibility’ attitude. Why should she have a responsibility to these people? They didn’t care about her, they wanted to kill her or study her or worse.

It took a few months, almost a year before her attitude finally shifted completely. No, if this world was going to treat her like a criminal, she was going to become one. And frankly, she had the power and ability to do it. It was partly to keep herself ‘happy’ and get herself what she wanted, and partly to strike back at a government that she now hated.

Over the course of the next few months there was a rash of technology thefts all across the country. Some of it local technologies, some of it stolen from imports or invented by traitor imports, but all of it obviously linked to one thing. Creating and growing something. Cloning technology, growth sustaining chemicals, nutrient vats, a rapid-cellular development formula, and a dozen other things.

She had the tools she needed, and the knowledge of Rapture’s scientists tucked away in the back of her brain for just such a rainy day. So she put it to use. She built have a dozen labs hidden deep beneath the city, quietly nursing off the electricity grid from places it wouldn’t be noticed…subway lines, power plant storage, the warehouse districts. She couldn’t extract the ADAM slug from her chest…but she could reach it through her skin with a Syringe. She could get a sample. And that was all she really needed.

Six months after that, the first plasmids hid the black market. She avoided the city, marketing them in other places. Philadelphia, Detroit and Washington D.C. were her test markets, and the first round was your basic ‘feel good’ plasmids. Run faster, jump higher, shoot electricity from the tips of your fingers. It was just temporary, her dealers lied, you’ll love it.

So suddenly, there were junkies with superpowers in three major cities. A lot of them. And since they did not have a slug inside them, the powers would start to wear off. And they would have to go back and buy their next hit…and their next…and their next…

Addiction was such a stable business model.

Eleanor established ‘franchises’ in the three cities. She would give them two or three cloned ADAM slugs, the tools and research they would need to create the plasmids, and a promise that she’d be around periodically to pick up her share of the take. Of course, the slugs were engineered to die, and she kept the secrets of making new plasmids or more slugs for herself. Just to be safe.

And then she went to ground, off the radar for more than a year. The next time she was spotted, she was in Austin, and suddenly there were junkies who could burn things with their minds, junkies who could disappear in the blink of an eye, and move things with their mind. And then five months later, in San Diego, junkies who could freeze cars in place, freeze people in place and kill them with one casual swing of a baseball bat.

And she was just getting started.

Every time the government started to get close to her, she’d be spotted in another city, or in two or three cities. People given (weaker) versions of her powers and paid a small fortune to get noticed and then disappear; it was an old trick, but it worked. Eleanor herself slipped away, running the business from Mexico, from South America, sometimes from Europe.

Eight years later, her little drug empire established, she came out of hiding, sending a little note along to the US government…if they moved against her, she had arranged to give Plasmid technology to North Korea, China, half a dozen African countries and every drug cartel in South America.

It never hurt to have a bit of MAD up your sleeve, after all.

Application for CnC.

notyourutopian — Mon, 23 Aug 2010 20:30:09 GMT

[PLAYER INFO]
NAME: Dalrint
AGE: Old.
JOURNAL: dalrint But I never use it.
IM: AIM: Farobservr
E-MAIL: Mm. Livejournal email works fine.
RETURNING: Misfit, Stargirl, Annabeth and Mai

[CHARACTER INFO]
CHARACTER NAME: Eleanor Lamb
FANDOM: Bioshock
CHRONOLOGY: Bioshock 2, during the events at Inner Persephone
CLASS: Hero
SUPERHERO NAME: Big Sister
ALTER EGO: Eleanor Lamb…librarian?

BACKGROUND:

(This is just full of spoilers for both Bioshock games.)

Rapture. It was a dream that could not survive, a city where the strong could be strong and the weak would be weak, and those with power would know more and more, and never want for regulation or control. It was a dream that was born to die.

And Sofia Lamb knew how to kill it.

She was brought to the great underwater metropolis by Andrew Ryan, its creator, when the people begged for a ‘psychologist’ to help them with their worries and fears. He did not realize what he was getting himself into, though. Almost immediately, she began to turn the people against him, twisting his dream of the ‘great chain of commerce’ into something different, emotional, ‘enlightened’ she would call it.

She had a daughter, Eleanor, in whom she hoped to pass her dream of Utopia. Not as a place, but as a person, a person whose only will and only desire was to serve the common good. Selfless, unwavering, driven not be a desire to better themselves but in only to better everyone else. She kept Eleanor separated from the rest of Rapture, focused on teaching her all about her ideals and philosophies, but the girl would slip away from time to time and watch the other children. She passed the time she spent alone taking apart the various machines that her mother owned, including her tape records and security machines.

When Eleanor was still young, Andrew Ryan moved against her mother and had her locked away in the prison at Persephone to keep her from spouting her ‘nonsense.’ Eleanor was given to one of Sofia’s followers, a blues singer named Grace Holloway, and this was probably the only real child hood Eleanor had. She had toys to play with, she wasn’t locked away, she wasn’t forced only to study. She even had friends.

Unfortunately, at this same time, Fontaine, a businessman and rival of Andrew Ryan, had discovered the concepts of Adam and Splicing from one of his researchers, and had begun selling the concept to all the citizens of rapture. Splicing became an addiction, the latest thing, and people all over rapture began to make significant changes to their genes and their bodies with ADAM. With these changes though, came desperation and madness, the life of a junky desperate for their next fix.

But the chemical itself was a limited resource, and so Fontaine created the Little Sister program. They would implant the creature that originally created ADAM, a special type of sea slug, inside a little girl between the ages of five and eight. They then altered the child’s mind, giving them a sense of peace and a desperate need to hunt out the bodies of dead splicers and draw the ADAM from their blood. The little sister could then drink the blood, and regurgitate it as pure ADAM again.

They used little girls out of Fontaine’s Orphanages for this, and this should have protected Eleanor from it, since she was not an orphan. Unfortunately, with Eleanor’s mother in prison, the running of her businesses and holdings had fallen to a man named Stanley Poole. Stanley was running Sofia Lamb’s little kingdom into the ground as fast as he could, and Eleanor realized it. She threatened to tell her mother, and in retaliation Poole had her kidnapped and left in one of Fontaine’s Orphanages.

She planned to escape, to find a friend she had made while she was living with Grace and steal a submarine and escape (a child’s dream, of course) but the night before she would have made her daring escape, a man named Gilbert Alexander came and took into the Little Sister program. She became one of the first Little Sisters, and was paired up with Subject Delta, part of the initial batch of Big Daddy’s. They spent over a year paired, Delta’s welfare linked directly to Eleanor’s. If she died, he died.

As this went on, the political problems within Rapture were growing. A war was brewing between Andrew Ryan and ATLAS (an alias of Fontaine’s.) By the time it ended, Ryan and Fontaine were both dead, and the city was in chaos.

Sofia Lamb used this chance to escape and take control of the city. She hunted down Delta and her daughter and used a mind-control plasmid to force Delta to kill himself. She then spent years repairing the damage that had been done to Eleanor by the Little Sister program. While the mental conditioning was reversible, they couldn’t remove the sea slug that had been implanted within her.

With the assistance of her mother and Doctor Alexander, Eleanor broke free of the conditioning. She was still kept mostly isolated by her mother, allowed only to travel through Persephone and Fontaine Futuristics, where her mother had set up her base of control for the rest of the city. Doctor Alexander assisted her with her rehabilitation, but unfortunately Sofia had other plans for the man. She’d decided to use the various Plasmid and Adam research to create her ‘True Utopian’, a person with no desires beyond the common good. When this failed, and Doctor Alexander went insane, and then physically degraded, Sofia turned her attentions to her daughter.

She believed Eleanor’s condition (the sea slug) would prevent the experiments from driving her mad as well. Eleanor was repulsed by the idea, and for the first time her mind turned to escaping rapture completely. But she knew she couldn’t do this on her own. The alterations done to her had given her the ability to connect with the new Little Sisters, and she used them to contact other people throughout the city. They managed to find the body of her ‘father’, Delta, and using the Vita Chamber technology that had originally been designed for Ryan they brought him back to life!

Delta moved swiftly through the city, with the assistance of several people, intent on finding Eleanor. He encountered many of the people responsible for his becoming a Big Daddy and Eleanor becoming a Little Sister, and spared most of them. (He did kill Stanley Poole.) Eleanor watched his progress through the eyes of the little sisters, learning from him as he went, idolizing him in a way.

Her mother put her to sleep then, drugging her and beginning the plasmid cocktails that would eventually turn her into a ‘true utopian.’

When he finally reached Persephone though, Sofia did the unspeakable…she killed Eleanor (temporarily), smothering her with a pillow. This triggered Delta’s heart to stop as well, and when they both awoke, revived, they were kept in separate chambers, injured and alone. Sofia knew that if she killed Delta violently, he would be revived again in the Vita Chambers, so she was waiting for him to simply…waste away.

Eleanor had other plans. Using the little sisters, she managed to free herself and arm herself with the uniform of a Big Sister. Using the power of the plasmids she had been given partly as a little sister and partly by her mother, she freed her father and they made ready to escape the city entirely.

It was during this escape that she was yanked away and found herself in The City.

PERSONALITY:

Eleanor is in some ways remarkably worldly, and in others painfully naive. She had to work against nearly impossible odds to free herself from her mothers control, quietly, subtly, behind the back of nearly an entire city. This has made her resourceful, determined, and completely unwilling to accept failure as an outcome. She’s very clever, can think her way through a problem faster than many people, and quickly adapts to unexpected situations.

On the other hand, she’s never really had a life. Her childhood went from sequestered by her mother, to stolen by Fontaine, and then to corrupted by the Little Sister program. She spent two years as one of the tiny ADAM gatherers, two years of which her only memories are an artificial sense of peace, an extremely strong emotional bond with her ‘father’, Delta, and a desperate hunger for ADAM.

When she was freed from the program by her mother, that freedom was punctuated by the forced suicide of her father, and then almost immediately she was subjected to massive amounts of reprogramming and deconditioning as her mother and Doctor Alexander tried to ‘fix’ her. She spent years in a daze, her only real connection to the city outside her room through the Little Sisters that still prowled Rapture.

So there are huge chunks of life she knows nothing about. Joy, discovery, friendship, romance, real happiness, she’s never had a chance to experience these things. She knows of them, of course, and she can explain them and learn to feel them, but for now they are as much a mystery as everything else beyond the ocean.

Watching her father during his journey has left her with a very strong sense of moral justice and duty. She believes that doing the right thing is the only option, that forgiveness is one of life’s greatest virtues, and that everyone can earn a second chance, no matter their sins.

On the other hand, this does not make her a pacifist. She can and has killed to protect herself, her father and her goals. She can be a ruthless fighter, cutting down a threat without hesitation and using them as an example and a warning to others.

POWER:

Big Sister: Eleanor’s Big Sister treatments and training have left her with heightened strength and speed, not quite as strong as a Big Daddy but much stronger than your average sixteen year old. She also has the ability to move easily within the confines of her Big Sister suit, and to grab onto ledges and doors and objects and use them to propel herself forward.

Plasmids: Eleanor has been injected with the Telekinesis 3, Inferno 2 and Stable Teleport plasmids.

Telekinesis 3 – Allows her to lift one object the size of a man, or three or four smaller objects, and hurl them through the air/draw them to herself.

Inferno 2 – She can create three fireballs and hurl them at her enemies.

Stable Teleport – A high energy, short range burst teleport that causes the air around her to ionize when she uses it. She can teleport herself and one other person, provided they are not very big.

Gene Tonics:

Blood Memory – Eleanor can absorb memories by injecting other people’s blood into her body.

[CHARACTER SAMPLES]
COMMUNITY POST (FIRST PERSON) SAMPLE:

[Voice]

[There is the sound of the ocean, or perhaps the bay, in the background before Eleanor talks. Her voice is calm and clear, she doesn’t have her helmet on, and the faint tints of what might be an Irish accent can be heard in her words.]

I don’t understand why it had to be then. Another hour, another twenty minutes even and father and I would have escaped, we would have been free of mother and that wretched city. But now he’s back there, alone, and he needs me.

Father is very strong but he is not strong enough, even with the little ones helping him they will not be able to escape Persephone without me. And instead…

Instead I am here. In this city. I never imagined I would be angry the first time I saw the sky…

There has to be a way back. I have too much to do there, and there’s nothing for me here.

LOGS POST (THIRD PERSON) SAMPLE:

Rapture was drowning.

Literally and figuratively the city was in its death throws. After twenty-five years, the splicers and the ocean had finally killed it, and now they were just waiting around for it to collapse.

But Eleanor was not going to stick around to see it. “Quickly father, this way!”

She raced through the tunnels of Persephone Prison, her father close on her heels. Her mother had blown out the ballast tanks on the prisons escape pod, but Eleanor had a plan to boil the water away using her powers, and the powers of the Little Sisters that were still held captive in the prison. They were on their way to free them now.

Unfortunately, her mothers followers were not making it easy. As she rounded a corner a fireball rushed passed her head, she felt the heat even through the thick diving helmet she wore, and she hissed in irritation. At the far end of the hall a splicer stood, his hands engulphed in flame as he prepared another fireball. Two more splicers stood behind him, armed with tommyguns.

“Just try to keep me from my sisters! Please.” She hissed out the words, hurling herself down the hallway. She ducked under a fireball, felt a bullet bounce off the side of her helmet, and then leapt up into the air, an arcing strike, dropping down towards the three splicers. The one whom had thrown the fireball suddenly vanished in a flare of red, a Houdini splicer, so Eleanor adjusted her aim and landed hard, plunging the ADAM spike on her wrist through the left splicers chest. He gurgled as he dropped his gun, and she wrenched him off the ground, slamming him bodily into the second and sending them both crashing to the floor, dead or unconscious.

Her father lumbered up behind her and she paused to look over, smiling faintly at him through the front of her helmet, despite the rush of adrenalin and anger. “Keep going father, I’ll find the other one.”

As Delta continued on, Eleanor moved quietly through the hallways, searching for the teleporting splicer. She found him crouched behind a cabinet in the next open room, rubbing his hands together and muttering to himself. As she looked at him through the door, he seemed…familiar, somehow. Suddenly, memories from the little sisters she had touched flared into her mind.

Images of the man taunting the girls as they moved through the prison, separated from their Big Daddy protectors. Threatening them, taunting them, only prevented from injuring them because he knew what Lamb would do. But always skirting the edge, always wanting to do something terrible to the little girls.

Eleanor kicked the door open and stalked into the room. The splicer lurched to his feet, raising his arm to throw another fireball at her but she grabbed at him with her telekinesis, yanking him off his feet and dragging him across the room. He gibbered and begged as he slid through the air, holding his arms out as if trying to push himself backwards. “We remember you,” she growled, and stabbed upward with her spike, straight through his heart. She let him hang there, kicking and screaming, until he stilled and she dropped him in a pile on the floor.

Two other splicers had entered the room, standing nearby, both armed, and she pointed at the corpse in front of her. “This one died alone and afraid. Stand in my way and you’ll get the same.” Her voice was loud but even, it was not a threat but a certainty of what was to come if they continued into the room.

The two splicers exchanged looks, then turned and ran back the way they had come. Eleanor couldn’t help but smile to herself, watching them go, and then she too turned, bunching up her muscles and moving off to catch up with her father.

FINAL NOTES ABOUT YOUR CHARACTER:

There is a sea slug implanted inside Eleanor that constantly produces a substance called ADAM. While it probably won’t ever come up, it can be used to create the plasmids and gene tonics from Bioshock. So I’m listing it here in case it is useful in a plot or something later on.