Bernia "Bernie/Flint" Prosper

Pronouns She/her, he/him
Alias Sandman
Species Human mutate
Age Adult
Place of Birth Goodnight, Texas, United Republic
Nicknames Sandy, Flint, Bernie, Sanders
Occupation Criminal, mercenary

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Biography

Bernia Havilah Prosper was born in Goodnight, Texas before moving to Brooklyn, Nouvelle Yorke later into her childhood. Bernia was raised by two biological parents, Floyd and Royce Prosper on their farms in Goodnight.
Floyd was out of the picture due to incarceration. Royce was a severe alcoholic who got blackout drunk on Coney Island's sandy beaches until she couldn't function, think, or even blink naturally. It's not like Bernie could do much about it if she wanted her hide to be intact. So, the Twin Suns rose and set with little Bernie forming sandcastles and observing marine life for the majority of her childhood. It was much better than the alternative, Bernie would say, staring at the popcorn ceilings with morning sunlight pouring through ratty old curtains and cartoon reruns she had watched to the point she could recite every line verbaitim to this day.

Bernie was expelled during his penultimate year of high school as a result of an altercation with his most prominent bullies where he was the last man standing. The principal had refused to hear Bernie's side of the story due to previous displays of troubled behavior and kicked him out.

Relationships

Keemia Prosper - ★★★★★

Relationship: Like a mother, like a sun.
Bernie's a failure of a mother. This, she knows well.
She delved too deep into the criminal underworld because there was nowhere else to turn to support her daughter. The honey mornings spent over stacks of fluffy pancakes with omelettes and fireplace-lit nights that passed in a blur by building tiny overly-intricate cities out of cardboard were replaced by unholy amounts of paranoia and trauma on both sides. Bernie couldn't fucking take it anymore.
She (stupidly!) thought accepting the offer from a literal crime boss would finally get the innocent and happy childhood she craved for her daughter, even if some eggs needed to be broken in the process, but she was so, so wrong.
The only thing that needs breaking is the farmer, funnily enough.

Alonzo "Lonnie" Lincoln - ★☆☆☆☆

Relationship: Shitstain #1
Flint has never been a believer in the concept of true evil. Even the worst person can change if they just try.
However, you learn something new every day. Flint's never met such a shallow waste of stardust in her entire life. Greedy, obstinate, uncaring, eager to relive the past for eternities upon eternities. This guy's the living reincarnation of the Underworld itself! He's even marine-themed, for crying out loud! Flint's hands yearned to clasp her locket of the Holy Star whenever she even thought of him. What was even the point of chasing after such material gains like a malnourished dog?
It was him, after all, who brought her child such despair. Flint originaly thought that Lincoln came into her life with that soul-binding proposition at the perfect moment. She didn't know that he had deliberately fucking ruined any chance she could get at mundanity to have her as a righthand man! She didn't know that he was the reason for Keemia's paranoia and clinginess, with his men stalking her wherever she went and making threats!
Death is too much of a mercy.

Willis Fisk - ★☆☆☆☆

Relationship: Shitstain #2
Oh, great. The other one, too?
Fisk is just Lincoln but far, far worse. She's the mayor of Nouvelle Yorke, after all. How Fisk had even been allowed to run, and win is far beyond Flint's know-how.
Fisk's existence is just an eternal tussle for power. This tussle, Flint's association to Lincoln, and her efficiency with carrying out orders, had them fighting over her like children and a coveted toy. Of course, threats on Keemia's life had to be used, too.
What even is there to say? She's so tired of it all. Break the farmer and the other one, too.

Attributes

Abilities

  • SAND!
    • Yeah, man. Bernie's made of sand. Fuck his stupid life. He can slink through bars and gates no problem though. He can also form weapons out of his sand! He highly enjoys hammers.
  • Super strength and agility

Equipment

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Notes

  • Feel free to omit the cowboy hat.
  • Freckles are all over his body. They should just at least be in the same spots.
  • She has curly body hair all over.

Trivia

  • She does actually have a stereotypical cowboy accent, much to his dismay.
  • Flint is a bit of a mother hen. She's protective over everyone she likes.

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