Chatterbox: Down to Earth

The night was dark. It would almost be pitch-black if not for the occasional lone window, lit up with light by a CBer or Æ who couldn't sleep. But for the most part, Night Avenue was peaceful.

Except for one house.

In that house, 666 Night Avenue, a window was lit up on the second floor and an Æ was rummaging around in closets and drawers.

Rosalyn pulled open her makeup drawer, scooping out all the contents and dumping them into her bag. She did the same with all her clothes, books, and electronics. Then, she pulled a pen out of her pocket and took up a piece of paper.

Dear Leafpool, Arwen, Serene, Jarnen, Hazel, and all the other CBers and Æs, she wrote,

It's been nice being on the Chatterbox, but I'm leaving now. I hope you understand.

I've heard Leafpool saying I'm not a very original Æ, and I think that's true. Also, I know Leafpool's been wanting to bring her next Æ on the CB but hasn't done it because she already has four Æs. I'm partly leaving so that Seven can come onto the CB, and so I won't be a burden to Leafpool.

I guess that's all. I'll miss you but I think I'll be happier back in Hawaii. With my paddleboard, and my sunshine, and my sand. Give my love to my sister Arwen and tell her I'll write to her often. Who knows--maybe I'll even come back for a visit in February 2019, like the CBers.

Rosalyn

Rosalyn uncapped her beloved lipstick and signs her name with it, a swirl of pink on the white paper. Then she hoists her bags onto her shoulder and exits the house, heading for the CB International Jetport without looking back.

Inside the house, Arwen wakes up with a start. Something's not right. She rushes to the window just in time to see a slender figure disappear out of view. Arwen slumps down onto the floor, dry-eyed. She doesn't even need to look in Rosalyn's room--she already knows.

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This is my new Æ. She's not a replacement for Rosalyn--I would have brought her on the CB anyway. But I was getting rid of Rosalyn, so I figured I'd bring her on now. Introducing

The Seventh Telekinetic Wanderer

Age: Seven is immortal.

Appearance: Seven is part cyborg. Her whole right leg and lower left arm and hand are metal with visible gears. She's about 5'6", not too extremely tall but she has an imposing air about her. Seven also has a small metal implant around her left eye.

She has dark, silky brown hair that she wears loose or in one single braid down her back. Her eyes are hazel-colored. Seven mainly wears short, fitted dresses and stiletto heels.

When Seven uses her telekinetic abilities, she glows slightly purple and seems to go into a kind of trance.

Personality: Seven is sarcastic, snarky, and sometimes downright rude. She has trouble getting along with people. Sometimes she's very distant or will flat-out ignore you, but she always has her own reasons for doing so. She thinks she's superior to other Æs because of her cybork technology implants.

Seven doesn't mind being called Seven for short, but if you call her TSTW she'll get mad at you. She's kind of aggressive and sometimes picks a fight because she feel like it. (Why I got this Æ, I don't know.) She carries a laser pistol at all times.

If anyone gets a crush on her/falls in love with her, let's just say 5 words. She. Would. Not. Like. That.

Backstory: The Seventh Telekinetic Wanderer is the clone of a (long-dead) teenage girl, Maria. Seven was then given the cyborg parts. All the information of the CB was implanted in her data log, so she already knows all the CBers and all about them. Creepy, huh?

We don't know who created her, but supposedly it was a genius scientist from the future. Although, the person who told me that might have been partially crazy, I'm not sure.

As far as we know, telekinesis is her only ability. But she's still developing it, and who knows if more psychic abilities will surface over time.

Weaknesses: She's sarcastic, aggressive, and rude, and has a very high opinion of herself. But, she still has weaknesses. At times, Seven gets very emotional and upset for no visible reason. It depends on her mood but she'll either sit and cry or punch/break/throw something. But she would rather die than have someone see her like that.

Other: She speaks in bold with the pointy brackets. And no, we don't know who the other six Telekinetic Wanderers were.