BASIC INFORMATION

Canon or Original: Canon

Dimension of Origin: Earth-80827

Real Name: Summer Scott

Codename: Starbolt

Nickname(s): Scottie

Age: 19

Gender: Female

Race: Mutant

PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION

Appearance: Summer did not inherit a particularly strong build, possessing both a thin body type and high metabolism. Despite starting at a genetic disadvantage, her time and dedication with Force X has honed her body, leaving her with minimal body fat, and tensile, toned muscle. In her adolescent years, Summer went through a lanky, awkward phase, but now her and her 5’11” frame share a familiarity. Her hips might be narrow, and her chest may be modest, but she can be seen as a lithe beauty by some, especially if they see her moving gracefully in a combat situation.

For purposes of practicality, Summer usually keeps her hair short, chopped above her shoulders, making it less of a grabable liability. Despite everyone around her claiming she is a redhead, Summer maintains that she has brown hair with strong auburn hues. Her sister Alex was the fiery redhead; Summer was in denial that she had anything more than a vibrant brunette. Her matching brown eyes could have lent credence to that, but it has been a long time since anyone actually saw Summer's eyes.

Northern European lineage does not historically lead to beautiful tans, and before moving to the new British capital in Manhattan, Summer spent most of her life on the cold British Isles, leaving her with a snowy complexion. Ironic to her name, Summer has a habit of picking up sunburns, but a more permanent light redness from a mild case of rosacea stains the high cheekbones of an otherwise pale face.

Special Features: Summer is quite vanilla with her choices in accessories, rarely wearing bracelets or necklaces. Her ears, nose, and other puncturable parts are piercing free, and like most well-bred youth in the empire, she is inkless as well. The only distinguishable mark on her body would be a large, three pointed scar above her tailbone from the fall she took from a British Navy ship as a child.

Clothing: Partially due to the sensibilities of her seventeenth century world, and partially due to her own serious, professional nature, Summer’s style is conventional. Modest tops with sweaters and cardigans in the Winter, and light but equally concealing shirts when the weather turns warm. In the academy, she often wears skirts and loafers, but during the rare moments of casual free time, she will stick with comfortable jeans and sensible tennis shoes. The one piece she continuously wears out of necessity is a pair of ruby quartz sunglasses which protect her eyes from the sun and the world from her eyes.

Special Clothing: The standard Force X combat uniform is worn by Starbolt, as well as Sunspot, Spider, and (in a less conventional way,) Puma. Skintight yellow and black fabric is crafted by a mesh of kevlar and flame retardant materials. Beyond the yellow gloves and boots made from the same materials, the uniform was simple and standard issue. In costume, however, Summer does trade her sunglasses for a more versatile visor.

CHARACTER DESCRIPTION

Personality: Before Dame Emma Frost found her, Summer was a lonely, shy girl in an orphanage. She was always a fantastic student, but it was not because she was necessarily the smartest girl in the class. If Summer set a goal, no one would work harder than her to achieve it. Driven and able to draw connections with the resources at her disposal, she is a problem solver. Finding a new place on a team, she has taken these talents to become a thoughtful leader and strategist.

Summer has a strong sense of responsibility born into her with the knowledge that a misplaced glance could harm those close to her (emotionally and proximally.) Some heroes may claim to know that “with great power comes great responsibility,” but those people do not run the risk of punching a hole through another person with an errant glance. This trait has burrowed in her psyche and spread to her identity as a team leader. Summer will push for every variable to be taken into account and every risk to be calculated, because the guilt of losing a friend or having unnecessary pain come to them far outweighed the stress of being a perfectionist.

Working well in a productive team setting is one thing, but in a more social setting, Summer shows her loner roots. With less experience in a casual social environment, the glasses-clad young woman comes across as shy and awkward, as though she misplaced the right thing to say most of the time.

Summer has always struggled with expressing her emotions, conditioned in an environment where no one really cared how she felt. Not one to prioritize herself over others, it takes a serious push for Summer to defend herself. The idea of expressing herself romantically is foreign to the young woman who rarely sought out the attention of her peers. There are not many life experiences that have prepared her for reacting to the affection of others, but if she can be helped through the field of awkwardness she resides in, she will be a fiercely loyal and loving partner.

Skills: Hand-to-Hand Combat. The Dame’s training was strict and intense, especially on her first student. Knowing she could not keep her enemies at eye’s length all the time, she was drilled thoroughly in close combat. Currently, she is the equivalent of a brown belt in aikido and judo, training hard to reach the point where she could call herself a true black belt. Strong, lean musculature and an understanding of how to use opponents’ size against them allow the light young lady to hold her own against most rivals.

Piloting. With the benefit of British government funding, Force X is in possession of their own high velocity jet. Demilitarized in accordance with the Atlantean agreement, the Blackbird is still an advanced piece of technology, and as the student with the most seniority, Summer was trained to get the team to and from. Her father was a talented commercial pilot as well as a naval captain, so she has a genetic knack for piloting, and with a basic level of training can get the hang of different aircrafts.

Budding Tactician. Summer still has a long way to go in developing on-the-field experience in combat, but in the confines of a training room, she is a battle general. The young woman can thinking through several scenarios in a moment, connecting the dots between her, the team, and the other factors of battle.

Weapons / Gear (if any): Visor. For combat, Summer swaps her shades for a high-impact plastic visor with a ruby quartz window. The shutters of her visor are controlled by two mechanisms on the sides of her head, and a smaller, less complex trigger in the thumb of her gloves.The main devices are precise enough to control the release of Summer’s blasts to a millimetre’s degree.

Snowmobile. The team’s vehicles are technically owned by the British government, but there is one snowmobile everyone respects as being “Summer’s.” She has named it Maddy.

Alignment: Hero

SPECIAL ABILITIES

Powers: Optic Concussive Blasts. Summer’s eyes are portals, and not in the cheesy way an amateur poet would claim in an attempt to win a woman’s affections. Summer’s eyes are actual portals to a non-Einsteinian universe, and without the neutralizing wavelengths of ruby quartz lenses, a beam of energy is released. While Summer’s beams give off light, they do not emit any heat, making them distinct from lasers, which many would confuse them for. The blasts have many of the properties of a solid object while still being completely in flux regarding properties like size, shape, and force.

The visor Summer wear’s in combat situations can hone the optic blasts down to a width narrow enough to shatter a bike’s padlock without destroying the bike itself. Without the visor, her eyelids offer a small degree of control, but the narrowest beam she would have access to might punch a hole in a basketball. With wide, unprotected eyes, Summer would release a wide, cone-shaped burst radiating outward at about seventy degrees.

After extensive training, Summer has a basic ability to control the flow, and by extension force of her blasts. By controlling density and force, Summer’s beams can ricochet off a surface or punch through it. On full tilt, she could push a hole through the wall of a building, and Dame Frost speculates that with time, she could “punch a hole through a mountain, (as absurd as that may sound.)

Spatial Awareness. Summer has the innate ability to understand the space around her, intrinsically sensing angles and dimensions around her. This awareness is as much second-nature as hearing, seeing or smelling one’s surroundings, so she does not have to actively calculate angles to know where she wants her beams to ricochet.

Non-Einsteinian Neutrality. As a conduit of Non-Einsteinian energy, Summer is actually immune to most energy from Non-Einsteinian universes, including her own blasts and energies like it.

Strengths: Sheer Force. While she may be no slouch hand-to-hand, at a distance Summer can do some serious damage, both structural and personal. Her optic blasts have such a high ceiling that she always has to be conscious of who is in her sights. One thing is certain; if left unchecked, Summer is a game-changer in a fight.

Geometry and Precision. A strategic mind and an innate understanding of space lead to complex strikes and unexpected attacks that can keep most enemies on their toes.

Weaknesses: Involuntary Power Use. Summer’s greatest weakness is her inability to control her greatest strength. Due to the ship accident in her youth, Summer cannot turn her powers “off.” If she loses her glasses, even a peek out of her eyes will release a burst of energy. This leads to hassles in everyday life, such as sleeping with special glasses that cling so they do not fall off. Summer’s greatest paranoia rests in the worry that one day an unfortunate accident will leave her without her glasses and in a position to harm someone she cares about.

CHARACTER BACKGROUND

History: Summer was the oldest daughter of British Naval Captain Christopher Summers and his wife, Katherine Ann Summers. Summer and Alex spent much of their girlhood between naval bases and their Manchester home, so there was rarely enough time to remain in one place and develop long-lasting friendships. Despite being the younger sister, Alex was actually the social butterfly of the two, with Summer being more reserved with new people. The two sisters had a great relationship, with Summer around to keep a protective eye on Alex, while the younger sister did her best to drag the eldest out of her shell.

Summer was ten when her family was taken aboard the S.S Starforcer, a ship of the British Navy captained by her father with a course set for Manhattan, the capital of the British Empire and a focal point of the decades of tension between the British and French Empires. Unlike many universes in existence, bringing women aboard a naval vessel held no taboo on Earth-80827. Whether it was her presence or just happenstance, bad luck would befall the wooden ship, as the hull exploded unexpectedly. The young girls were thrown from the boat and into the tumultuous ocean.

Before Christopher could leap from the boat in an attempt to rescue his daughters, the ship vanished from the ocean. Clinging tightly to Alex as they were tossed by the waves, Summer watched the giant vessel disappear just before she collided with stones jutting from the water. Before crashing into the rocks, Summer saw a flash of red and passed out. To this day, she struggles with her belief that the ship was somehow abducted by the French or some other force. Some days it just seems easier to believe that she misinterpreted what she saw just before losing consciousness.

Alex and Summer were lucky enough to be discovered by a fishing boat off the coast of Massachusetts. The girls ended up in an orphanage in Manhattan, their ironic final destination. Alex carried on with her positive attitude, making friends with other children and apologizing for her socially awkward sister who had a habit of going off on her own, reading and brooding. One couple had an interest in adopting the studious girl, but unbeknownst to Alex, Summer pleaded with the potential parents to adopt her younger sister. Alex was handling life in the orphanage more easily, but Summer wanted to know that her sister had caring adopted parents to provide for her before she could think about herself.

Without her sister to pacify the other kids, Summer became a target of bullying from some of the older girls, even getting into a few fights. She was clever, but still a thin young girl, so sometimes she would think her way into a win, but with no training, she got her butt handed to her a couple of times as well.

At thirteen, Summer started experiencing painful headaches. British Military doctors who knew her father ran scans and tests on her, but the pain was not coming from her brain. Keeping her eyes open worsened her headaches, so they ran tests on her vision. The doctors were at a standstill until a mysterious woman with white skin and unusual features provided them with a clue in the form of a translucent chunk of ruby quartz. The mineral soothed Summer’s eyes in proximity, so spectacles were fashioned from the rocks, and her headaches passed.

The bullying did not pass, however, especially now that the adolescent girl had a weird new pair of glasses. One day when she was fifteen, three of the older delinquents pinned her down to steal her glasses. Summer was angry that she could do little to stop them, but it was at that moment she found out she was wrong.

Summer released what was actually her second optic blast, (the first saving her and her sister from the rocks when they were children.) This one would break a young man’s arm and punch a hole through the roof of her room. Closing her eyes tightly as the rest of her bullies ran to find a caretaker to rat her out, Summer felt around the floor until she found the glasses they had dropped. Realizing the lenses stopped her from doing whatever she just did again, she grabbed her spare set and shoved them in a bag with some changes of clothes. Realizing how people might react to what happened, Summer slipped out of her window and ran off, not sure where she could actually go.

After three miles, a woman in a wheelchair came into Summer’s rose-tinted sights. Dame Emma Frost would explain to Summer that she was both a mutant, and what the military was calling a Marvel. The Dame gave Summer a home and made her the first member of a team, Force X. The team gave Summer a purpose, a connection to her lost military father, and her first true friends in John, Roberta, Hank and Peter.

Force X trained for years, laying in wait until war was finally declared between the British and French. Alongside a group of “Exiles,” traveling through the multiverse, Force X took on a team of French Marvels. With the help of their transdimensional allies, (including the part-Atlantean Gambit, who saved Summer from drowning with a life saving kiss,) the British won the battle and retook Manhattan. The battle was over, but tension still remains, with Force X waiting for any new conflict to bubble up.

RP Sample: Backstep, left heel pivot, sweeping four centimeter blast across a one-twenty degree arc.

Three drones fell to the rubber flooring, smashed and inactive. Summer stood in the center of the training room, panting as her gloved hand wiped away the sweat collecting at her bangs. The last drones of the simulation brought her total to forty destroyed pieces of technology, which was a splendid reminder of the importance of government funding.

The training room was subterranean, so Summer could not see the morning sun breaking over the horizon. She was an early riser anyway, and an unexpected dream co-starring Gambit had her out of bed and surprisingly energized. Her teammates would probably wake up in an hour and she would join them in the breakfast nook, where they would chat and eat until training actually began.

With the Exiles gone, Summer knew how important Force X would be the next time a battle began brewing between the world’s Empires. She wanted the team to work perfectly, and perfection would only come with constant pushing and drilling.

“Do you ever relax or are you part mutant, part android or something?”

Summer turned to see Peter, the loudmouth Spider still wearing sleep pants and a plain white shirt. He was brilliant but not as serious or even driven as the team leader. Unlike Summer, he did tend to bring some much needed levity to the squad, and for that, she was thankful they had him around. When they first met, her responses to Peter’s antics were comprised of awkward stammering and averting her eyes. As time passed and comfortability developed, she became more used to rolling them at him.

Walking by her friend, she grabbed the towel she brought into the room with her, tousling her hair dry. ”Not all of us have a Spider Sense, Web Head.” She hit the button that opened the door, looking back over her shoulder. ”Have you-- I mean, if you haven’t had breakfast yet, I’ll see you in a bit. I need my android food.” Sure, it was a lame joke, but Peter did her the favor of laughing as she walked away.

Source of Information: Marvel Wiki:
Starbolt
The Original

PLAYER INFORMATION

Username: Master of the Brew

RP Experience: A dozen years or so of Marvel, DC, Harry Potter, Fantasy, Steampunk

Other Characters: None. Scottie is the OG.

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