Connie Braddock

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❝... Do not speak to me. Do not even look at me. I have no time to waste on you.❞

Name: Connie Selene Braddock
Nickname: Connie
Age: 19
Gender: Female
Pronouns: She/Her
Sexuality: Omnisexual
Alias: Light Storm
Alignment: Antihero
Teams: Young Avengers, New X-men

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Parents: Elizabeth 'Betsy' Braddock, Captain Britain/ Psylocke, & TBD
Siblings: Clay, Younger half siblings Corey & Cade
Grandparents: James & Elizabeth Braddock (Deceased)
Aunts & Uncles: Brian
Cousins: Kensington & Margaret, Step Cousin Melanie
Nieces & Nephews: None
Other family members: None
Love interest: None

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Powers

Mutation
Energy Blasts, Energy Absorption, Energy Based Constructs, Energy Manipulation, Energy-Enhanced Strike, Energy Solidification

Inherited abilities
Astral Projection, Illusion Casting,, Telekinesis, Telepathy

Race: White
Species: Mutant
Hair: Blonde, dyed pink
Hair style: Long and fluffy with bangs
Eyes: blue
Height: 5'6
Piercings: Ears are Pierced
Weapons: Energy swords and constructs
Other: the energy she creates is also Pink, just like her mother

Everyday clothes

Super suit

❝Cause, I'm tryna give the impression that I get the message you wish I was dead. See you, 'bouta, break a, sweat, I, I, I... I won't, let us, finish yet, I, I, I... Please don't, take this, as a threat, I, I, I... All I'm sayin' is if you don't lovе me no more, then- Liе...❞

Backstory Info
We where just an afterthought to her!... Clay and I are Twins, hes just older than me by a handful of minutes. She has NO RIGHT to come back into our lives like she did nothing wrong! We where very, very young when she left... She was killed in battle, but with her powers, her mind projected itself into the body of Kwannon, a south Asian women, across the world from us. Our father also had left to go in search of our mother, leaving Clay and I behind with our uncle, Brian, the Captain Britain. She never came back for us... Instead, she replaced us... she had Corey & Cade as Kwannon with our father, and she's left us behind. We grew up with our younger cousin Kensington, who we treat like a little brother. Our uncle is more of a father to us and either of our parents. They have no right to us. I AM ANGRY! SHE HAS NO RIGHT TO TRY AND WALTZ BACK INTO OUR LIVES!... im angry... Clay is apathetic and couldn't give her the time of day anymore... I simply hate her.
Now that Betsy is back in her own body and separated for Kwannon, I do feel a bit bad for my... 'siblings', but not enough to feel compassion. their maternal figure has rejected them and a strange women is showing them affection, but it is still her. She thinks she has a right to come find us, but she both replaced and left us behind... I have no time for that horrid women...

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