Profile: Penelope Henry

Personal Data

Name: Penelope “Penny”
Gender: Intersex Female
Pronouns: She/Her
Age: 15 years old
Birthday: November 18th
Ethnicity: White American
Nationality: American
Species: Human
Sexuality: Bisexual

Family: Penelope was adopted at two years old by a black couple, who later adopted a boy. Her father is a gym teacher and former military, while she lost her mother three years ago.

Strengths: Technically Handy, Charming, skilled fighter and gunslinger,
Weaknesses: Impulsive, poor attention span, disregards people’s feelings

Appearance and Style: Penny is a white girl with carrot-colored hair that reaches about the middle of her back but that is typically held back by a ponytail, she is covered in freckles. She usually wears more practical and rural outfits; jeans, chaps, plaid shirts, and favors cowboy boots. She often wears hats to protect her delicate skin from the sun as she burns easily. Sometimes she likes to wear patterned dresses or older gentlemen’s styles of jackets and waistcoats.

Superhero Data

Supranym: Oakley
Status: Alive, Active

Metahuman Type: Mutant
Abilities: Hypertech abilities focused on chemicals, a minor enhancement to strength, speed, and endurance. ‘mechanical’ reflexes. Hypertech munitions with special effects.

Ravenhold Data

Acceptance to Ravenhold: Parole

Class: Four
Power Category: Hypertech
Roommate: Onez

Backstory

Not long after her birth, Penny was put into foster care by an anonymous mother, she was picked by the Henry family who fell in love with the little baby girl, whom they would eventually adopt permanently. Penny was discovered to be Deaf at a young age and following their doctor’s advice Penny received a cochlear implant, although the Henrys also studied on ASL to make their daughter as comfortable as possible.

Penny grew up to be a rather ordinary if hyperactive and curious girl. When she was seven however she manifested as a hypertech seemingly out of nowhere due to the anxiety of end-of-year exams, doctors speculated her mother must have also been a mutant but the information was confidential. The next big upheaval came a few years later when it was discovered Penny was actually intersex, a fact that’s always caused her great anxiety.

Penny’s life continued somewhat ordinarily, Penny however gained a reputation for being a lazy overachiever; her powers made it easy for her to retain information and do a lot of things, making her poorly motivated as she never experienced a true challenge. This was when her to gardening as a hobby. Penny gave it the usual effort, only for all of her plants to die. This shocked Penny who had never really failed at anything, so she read up everything she could on plant biology and care, she tried again with renewed care and passion. Over time her garden became her greatest pride.

Penny experienced tragedy when her mother died in a mugging gone wrong when she was 13. Penny grieved hard and turned deeper into religion to cope with her mother’s loss. However the next big tragedy in her life happened only a few months ago; when out shopping with her best friend Matilda the two were caught in a neo-nazi gang drive-by, Penny was unhurt but Matilda was shot in the spine, permanently losing the ability to walk.

This angered Penny deeply, she felt the law was moving far too slow to catch the perpetrators, the local sheriff’s office being overwhelmed and outgunned and waiting for state troopers. So Penny took matters into her own hands; she build a bulletproof costume, two hypertech revolvers, and went to town on the gang’s country home, shooting them with non-lethal rounds until they got the message to stay down.

The house had been under surveillance and the police came soon. Penny surrendered voluntarily and confessed to what she’d done. Thankfully for her, a Southern Hero heard of her action and offered for her to channel her energies at Ravenhold.

Misc Information

  • Penny speaks ASL fluently.
  • Penny’s personal childhood hero was Annie Oakley
  • Penny has a pet ball python named Piper she’s had for ten years and pampers rotten.
  • Penny has Complete Androgen Insensitivity Syndrome (CAIS) which she and her family learned when her testes herniated and had to be removed. Because of this Penny needs to take estrogen and has always felt insecure about being a ‘real girl’ so she hides it from people.
  • Growing up Penny developed a lot of more traditionally masculine hobbies such as martial arts, hunting, camping, fishing, and an interest in vintage muscle cars and trucks. She shot her first buck at 11 and used the antlers in a special project.
  • Penny is allergic to tree pollen and spends most of the spring sedated on antihistamine.
  • Penny was briefly romantically involved with her best friend Matilda but the relationship ended on a sour note when Penny cheated on her. They eventually decided to just be friends.
  • Penny is somewhat hypersexual and has had a few sexual flings with boys in the past, which she usually proceed to ignore and pretend it has not happened. Penny however has a romantic preference for other girls or non-binary people.
  • Penny competes in MMA for low-level metahumans at the regional level and won a few silver and bronze medals. It’s where she met many of her flings.
  • Penny learned to cook from her mother and is into black southern cuisine as a result.
  • Penny’s favorite music genres are classical rock and country music, with CCR, the Dixie Chicks, Lynyrd Skynyrd and Johnny Cash as her favorite musicians.
  • Penny has picked up many skills from her ability to mechanically repeat actions such as guitar, dance, gymnastics, and many others but none of these ever really interested her.

Arrival: Chapter 1.3 (Sirius)

Sirius sat in the back of a cop car. He couldn’t remember how many times he’d been in one, this was maybe the tenth time he sat there? Didn’t matter. The car pulled up to JFK International and a bus hangar. 

The officer opened his car and he shuffled out of there, he was taken out of handcuffs, but the inhibitor collar around his neck itched. Sirius idly scratched at it, “Take it off?”

“We don’t have the key, the school will open it.”

“Fucking great,” he huffed. 

At least he could stretch his arms now. Wearing an inhibitor was worse than most realized, it wasn’t just your that powers were gone, it was this constant dizzying droning at the back of your mind, a constant noise that wouldn’t fade into the background.

Sirius rolled his shoulders and cracked his knuckles before grabbing his backpack from the trunk and opening the side pocket, taking out a lighter and some cigs, only for the officer to snatch it out of his hands.

“That’s illegal, now get in line.”

Sirius called him a few nasty words under his breath but followed along, still giving him the finger for good measure. Quickly he noticed everyone boarding his bus was wearing a collar like him. 

When the piggy wasn’t looking he pulled out his emergency stash from the waistband of his boxers. He lit up and let the sweet smoke of tobacco fill his lungs. 

He took a few puffs before squashing it on the side of the bus, slipping past the driver without issue.

He walked through the aisles until he saw a pretty redheaded girl, she was built strong not like a dainty little girl, just his type, but strangely she wore a pair of cowboy boots and a matching hat. The girl fiddled with a big metal case.

“Hey Red,” Sirius said, sliding into the seat next to her with a smirk.

The girl barely looked up. “Don’t suppose you have a bobby pin or a screwdriver?” She spoke with a strong southern drawl.

Sirius blinked confusedly at the question but pulled a bobby pin out of his messy black waves out and passed it along. The girl reached for it but Sirius held it up and out of reach. 

“What’ll you give me in return?” He teased.

The girl finally decided to look at him, her hazelnut eyes sparkling with curiosity. “Depends, what’d you like?”

He tapped the bobby pin against his lips, grinning a little cockily. He expected her to argue, be embarrassed, anything but instead, the girl reached out, dropped a quick peck on his lips, and snatched the bobby pin.

“Done deal.”

“So quick I feel cheated,” Sirius joked, he liked this girl already, she was impulsive, a little weird, but bold. 

“Well, darlin’ should’ve negotiated better.” She took the bobby pin and started jamming it into the keyhole of the big metal box she held.

Sirius put his hands behind his head and raised his legs up onto the seat in front of him, his waist bent at what should have been an uncomfortable angle but was just fine to him. 

“Well, it wouldn’t have even been worth a kiss if I didn’t sell it now. You’ll be able to get those from anybody once we get there. What’s in the box anyways?”

“My babies,” she answered cryptically, “this is a lot harder with that stupid collar on.”

Sirius stared at the box. Babies? In a locked box? Some kinda contraband? But what contraband would they give back to her at school?

She drew him out of his pondering, “Now, you got a name darling?”

“Sirius,” he said, looking away from the box and trying not to act as curious as he was.

“The name’s Penelope, everyone calls me Penny,” 

She kept fiddling with the lock for a moment until it finally gave out and the case opened. Inside were not one but two gold engraved revolvers; one black one white, and old-timey revolvers too, the type you would have seen in a western. 

“Come to Mama!” Penny said, hugging the things.

Sirius’s eyes widened a bit at the sight, “Knew you were my kinda girl but now I’m a bit nervous, who’d you shoot with those?”

“Just some gangbangers,” Penny said, eyes fixed on her so-called babies “My ammo’s all degraded from a few weeks in jail, how did you get here?”

“Like setting things on fire too much.” Not the whole truth but close enough.

“Random things, or important things?”

For a second he thought of them and his mouth went dry…Penny was looking, expecting an answer. 

“A bit of both… mostly random.” He shrugged, looking away.

“Set fire to anyone?” Penny asked, her tone so casual.

Sirius paused before answering, his heart constricting, “a few times.”

“Well, I’m sure they ought to have deserved it,” She said, “You ain’t got the look of no psycho killer.” She took out a tissue and cleaned her guns.

“… yeah.” Was all he could answer, in a soft voice.

“You okay, Darling?”

He did his best fake smile, “Yeah, say did ya kill the gangbangers or just shoot ’em?”

“Well the bible says a lot about killing being wrong, but it don’t say much about shooting kneecaps and giving concussions,” Penny answered.

“You’re not wrong.” Sirius laughed. 

“Are you a Christian?”

 “Never been much of a church goer and I go a bit back and forth on believing.”

“Righty, then. So, how’d you get caught? Not sure if you noticed but this whole bus full of us collared folks.”

“You first,” Sirius answered

“Surrendered myself,” Penny said, “Doled out some good ol’ vengeance old testament style, then called the police.” 

“Vengeance? What’d they do?”

“Shot my best friend, wasn’t even the target, just collateral damage in a drive-by.” Penny’s words had turned harsher, the playful twang in her tone gone. 

“Is your friend…”

“Paralyzed.”  Penny’s expression remained frozen still.

“Sounds like they got off easy then.”

“Wasn’t my right to take their life.”

“Well, if ya ever think they deserve a few third-degree burns let me know.”

Penny smirked a little at the offer. “They did get in trouble for all them illegal guns and drugs, turns out a vigilante attack grants the cops one hell of a probable cause to not need a warrant.”

Sirius snorted. “Sounds about right.”

“That got them doing something,” she said bitterly.

Sirius leaned back again. “You plan on being a hero? You seem to have a good sense of justice from where I’m sitting”

“Wasn’t, it all seems too much micromanagement but I reckon it is better than juvie hall.” 

“Bet that’s what most people in here are thinking”

 “Is it what you’re thinking, darling?”

“Not sure. Could be fun to burn things in the name of justice.”

“I bet that’d look good in the news, but then again you don’t be hearing much about gunslinging heroes, guns being for criminals, and all that liberal nonsense”

Sirius frowned, “You’re not going to turn out to be ‘Jesus hates fags’ type of Christians on me are you?”

“Darling, I am one hell of a dyke,” Penny says, “Conservatives want small government except when it comes to what I do in my bedroom and with whom.”

“Good cause if you were I was going to have to regale you with the tales of every dick I’ve had up my ass.”

Penny snorted, “Well then, you did want a kiss, but I do have to inform you I ain’t come equipped with one of them dicks.”

Sirius leaned in, “Some of the dicks have been pink, vibrating, and attached to girls which I’m sure would have lots of conservative homophobes clutching their pearls too.”

“Oh my,” Penny said, “Well, I’m afraid I ain’t got the chance to pack one of  them in my bags but do I reckon I could get myself one of them if I had to.”

Sirius winked; “I’ve been told I’m quite good at cunnilingus too,” he opened his mouth and stuck his tongue out.

“Have you?” Penny said, leaning closer, “Now what do I reckon I would find down in these?” Penny’s hand shifted over to his pants.

“Wanna find out?” Sirius whispered with a grin.

“In here?” Penny exaggerated a little surprised expression, “Into public exhibition, are we darling?”

“It’s hardly even public, the bus is only half full.”

“Is it now?” Penny shifted her hand to his zipper.

Sirius jerked away, but moved his upper body, kissing Penny’s neck. 

Penny shivered gently, “So maybe feeling it a tad too public?” she gently teased, “I do suppose you can get a feel for now,”

To his surprise, she popped open a button on her shirt and led in hand in, which he allowed her to. He felt the contour of her breasts and the bra she’d chosen to wear. She leaned in and kissed him.

She then put a hand on his chest and pushed him back. “The rest, for later,” she winked.

“Have to hold you to that.”

“You better,” she said with a grin.

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