My name is Stacy Emile, and I am a woman.
I'm a 22-year-old, fresh out of college with a bachelor's in business administration. I am probably 5'8, not including heels (which I never wear. Too breakable.) with light brown hair to my upper back and bright eyes. I don't have a weight issue in either direction, thankfully, but I'm a little thin for my height. I have a temporary internship with a local company to get experience for higher-level business jobs. I'll decide exactly what kind of business job when the time comes, don't worry. Seriously. People often call me high-strung. I stress a lot and it's not too hard to send me over the edge, into a fit of yelling or threats or curses. Or all three, occasionally. It's probably from all the coffee...
I have been drinking entirely too much coffee for a long time. It started near the end of my last year at college; there were lots of exams and I stayed up late when I had the time, cramming. I had a bunch of coffee to keep myself awake longer. I think I formed a dependency or something, because whenever I don't have coffee I want it, and when I have coffee it's somehow not enough. I probably drink three full cups a day. I used to twitch a lot from it, but that stopped three weeks ago. It's kind of concerning, to be honest. I haven't gotten even six full hours of sleep in weeks, and recently none at all, but I can't help it.
I don't have any real problems right now, besides my coffee dependency. And this load of paperwork... and that asshole Richard who works in the cubicle next to mine. He's an enormous prick, good God.
Speaking of Richard, the shithead just got me fired. ...Well, by proxy. I told him, like every day, to stop asking me what I had in my thermos, like he does ever day, because it's always coffee. Always. Hasn't once been anything else. But he looked me straight in the face and did it again, so I blew up on him. Probably should have waited until my boss was out of earshot, but of course I didn't. So I'm currently extremely pissed off, jobless, income-less, and walking in the allies next to my ex-job.
I try to seem hardworking, which I am. My blowups aren't super common, so I don't talk about them much. I've usually got either a smile, a concentrated frown, or a look of boredom on my face.
Hopefully I look pretty enough, because I don't spend too much time on my makeup or hair or anything in the morning. I just brush it, sometimes put it in a ponytail. Depends.
What people don't know is I am always, always stressed. Maybe it's the backlog of shit I have to do, or the bills I'm almost late to paying, or whether I was actually an incompetent moron when I said "You too" to the waiter at the diner yesterday, or whether I'm slowly dying from caffeine poisoning and I have no idea, or or or... You get the idea.
I want to get myself a great business position in a fancy, famous company. Maybe Head of Accounting, maybe Head of Business or whatever alternative they have... Probably not CEO, though. I can't really run a large thing by myself.
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Exhaustion Talent:
Calculations. Useful in the business world, the normal finance stuff has been extended to velocity calculations, size and weight measurements and such. The only drawback is that I need to do the thing in midair with my finger (You know the one.), but it still takes a lot less time than it should.
Madness Talent:
I'm... I'm not sure how to explain it. It's like... Some times I'm able to... Create this... force. It's all black and.. flowing? That's how I'd describe it. Like water, or oil. It comes out of me, from my chest. I can control it, and kind of shape it, but I can only use it when I'm really stressed about something, like the waiter thing. And it's not easy. Once or twice it started to go off on its own, but I calmed down and soon it went.. back inside. I haven't told anybody about it. Am I going insane?
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