techno geek

BETHANY FLETCHER. Twenty Five. Hero. IT Specialist @ Skybourne University "But then it passed... as all things do." - KHALED HOSSEINI

[hackersquotes-blog]

If you try to make your systems foolproof, there is always one more fool who is more inventive than you.

(via hackersquotes)

[auideas]

To be honest, I’m probably more attracted to a well written computer code than other human beings.

The Never Book (via auideas)

[bethsfletcher-blog]

alyshaxking:

“Oh, right, I bet it’s pretty quiet without all us students around, huh?” She couldn’t imagine being faculty at a college campus during the winter or summer when no one was around. Actually, she could. Boring. That was the answer. “I don’t mind. This is my practice sketch book.” Alysha answered. At least not the ones she was working on right now. Her personal sketches were in another book and were private. However, the pieces in this book were just common objects she was sketching. Most recently, she’d been sketching some of the people around the cafe, so she slid the sketch book over for Bethany to take a look. Alysha snickered at the answer. “Not a big fan of ‘dressed up’ coffee drinks?” Alysha didn’t like super sweet coffee drinks but she rarely did black coffee. It was too bitter.

          “Eh, I find things to do. There’s always cables that need fixing. Luckily that’s easy enough. Though I do miss the company of others. Even a lone student that needs help with an upgrade.” Though that could also be boring at times. She didn’t mind right now because it gave her time to do other things that were more personal. “Oh! Neat.” She didn’t really know what the difference between that and a regular sketchbook was, but she carefully took the book and flipped through the pages slowly. “I wish I had the... talent? Patience? For artistic... abilities. These are awesome.” She closed the sketchbook and then handed it back. “I mean... I like them when I’m in the mood, but I just needed the energy today. I prefer a bit more sugar than what’s in this.” 

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ethanmatsui:

Even though all of her gesturing didn’t make any sense, Ethan nodded along like it did. He kind of just wanted to get in and out of the office. And it seemed like she wanted him to as well. “Oh, that’s right, I forgot about that. I don’t need any upgrades for now, but I’ll keep that in mind. My roommates are really into tech.” Not that he wasn’t. They all had their gaming set ups, but his focus during the semester was making arrangements for the fantasy league. “Porn sites?” The stern look on his face dropped and embarrassment took its place. “Oh, uh, right, yeah…I’ll be careful…Do you have any computer scanners you recommend to prevent, uh, getting viruses?” he let out an awkward cough. 

          Awkward. This was the most awkward conversation she’d had in a long time. But then again, wouldn’t finding a whole file of things that someone didn’t want to see be awkward? Even a friend in this position would feel awkward. Bethany awkwardly smiled at the comment. “Great, but make sure they know what they’re doing.” She looked away for a moment. Maybe he’d go to them for now on. Since this conversation was not ideal... for either parties. “Oh, um, well. All of them are kind of terrible. If you really want total, uh security, blocking ports and that sort of thing is better. Unless... you need the ports. Scanners tend to make computers act slower, more sluggish,” she paused, thinking for a moment. “But, uh, if you want, I can work on security more. Or you can have your friends... do something... better than what you have now.” 

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alyshaxking:

A small smile appeared on Alysha’s lips at the answer. She’d had nights like that before, but they were definitely few and far between since her undergraduate days. “You definitely seemed out of it, but I will say, you’re much more composed than most people at that level,” like herself. Alysha tended to either get emotional or extremely flirty when she was very drunk, which was why she didn’t get to that point these days. “No, not really. I like to start the morning off with a few sketches, but I wasn’t getting very far. What’s your hangover cure for the morning?” she asked, gesturing to the cup.

          Although she knew she shouldn’t be so irresponsible, sometimes it felt good to just let loose. It was a testament to her feeling safe, which wasn’t a bad thing. Losing control hadn’t been something she could do for a long time and she didn’t feel like she necessarily had to be that way anymore. Beth did like that feeling. “Yeah, well. It’s weird not having anything to do.” In regards to work, she’d mainly just been keeping busy with some small repairs that needed to be done on campus. Clearly nothing important and very basic work. “Sketches of what?” Bethany was always interested in seeing artists at work. She never had much talent in the creative arts and it was always amazing to see people with that talent see the world in a completely different way. “Unless... you don’t want to show me. I’d understand if that were the case.” She glanced at the cup. “Honestly, I’m not sure what this is. Something with a lot of caffeine and not a lot of sugar. Coffee, black. I think.” 

[bethsfletcher-blog]

alyshaxking:

Alysha moved a few of her art supplies out of the way in form of a silent offer for the other to join her once she had her coffee. Seeing how Beth looked almost as disheveled as herself, Alysha felt a tad less embarrassed. It had been a wild night for the both of them so it made sense that they both looked like a hot mess. “Are you feeling as shitty as I am right now? Cause my head is pounding right now,” she lightly started. Normally when they spoke at least one of them was inebriated or on their way. Talking outside of a club was a lot more intimidating.

          Although she had been trying to avoid students and Skybourne staff alike, but she wasn’t going to be rude. She took a seat in front of Alysha and took a sip of her coffee. Bethany felt like a mess. More of a mess than normal, if she was being honest. Usually she wasn’t nervous to talk to other women outside of a club, but it was a little more intimidating when remembering the night before was difficult. She probably didn’t do anything stupid, but still. “Oh gosh, yes. All I remember was drinking and dancing, but that’s it,” Bethany chuckled. “But the coffee is helping. Am I interrupting your art...ing?” 

[bethsfletcher-blog]

ethanmatsui:

One of his brows rose. “You sure? You seem pretty flustered.” He considered making a snarky comment on top of that, but decided against it. After all, this woman had fixed his laptop and until the following moment it had been in her possession. Best not to piss her off. “Thank you. How much do I owe you?” He opened his bag to slip it in until her following comment. “Wait…what do you mean by that?” Had she been snooping through her files? Ethan stood up a little straighter, ready to figure out exactly what she meant by that. After all, no one liked people going through their files, especially when they had something to hide.

          “Yeah, happens all the time. There’s a lot of...” she pointed around her room as if that explained what she was thinking, even though it clearly didn’t. Bethany was just nervous. She knew she wasn’t supposed to snoop into other’s belongings and folders, but sometimes it was difficult not to. She happened to be quite nosy. “Oh... I mean technically nothing. The school pays me for, uh, fixing student laptops. Unless there’s some big upgrade you want me to do. Add extra RAM, a solid state hard drive, an high end video card. Nerd stuff,” Bethany said. “I just mean... that some... well, porn sites have... like viruses attached to the downloads.” Yeah, she really needed to not snoop around in files. “So just... you know. Be careful not to get a virus.” 

[bethsfletcher-blog]

shadowboxed:

              Shiloh winced, knowing well that Bethany was likely tired of seeing her by that point. Some students went their whole undergraduate career without having to visit IT outside of initial set up assistance and yet she’d been there pretty consistently. ❝I can’t… uh… exacftly remember what happened prior to this. I remember logs of blinking on here then the windows closed and I… Well, I somehow ended up outside on the grass after that and when I got back to my room, I noticed it was doing this nonsense and now I’m back here…❞ Shiloh absolutely despised feeling so helpless when it came to technology. Her father had taught her several survival techniques growing up but none of them involved composing an e-mail and she wasn’t hadn’t yet had a course that didn’t require working on the computer in some fashion or another.

          She wasn’t going to judge students for what they did to their laptops, but sometimes it was a little difficult not to do that when some students frequented her office more than normal. Bethany had to work for everything she’d gotten in life so far. At least after she turned fifteen. Sometimes she didn’t get how some people could be so careless with their belongings. But she knew it wasn’t her place to judge. Only to fix the problems that came up. She looked at the girl and tried not to laugh, even if it was sort of funny. “Alright. Well... you probably broke the screen. It shouldn’t be a difficult problem to fix. Although I’ll need a bit of time. Do you want a loner for the time being?” Bethany asked. She grabbed the laptop and gave it another look. She could fix it in a few seconds, but she had other important problems she was working on at the moment. “Maybe you won’t break this one,” she handed over a laptop. “Sorry, that came off... ruder than I meant for it to. You’ve jut got to be more careful with these. They’re breakable. But if you want, I can teach you how to replace the screen so you can do it on your own from now on.” 

[bethsfletcher-blog]

alyshaxking:

@bethsfletcher

Since it was the winter break, Alysha found herself hitting up Hurricane more than usual. Like last night, she went out and had a relatively wild night. And with that, she’d been running into Beth more frequently. Bethany was a rather attractive woman that Alysha liked to talk to when she went out clubbing, but nothing more than that. In fact, she’d never even seen the woman outside of the club, despite the fact that they both worked at Skybourne. So when she saw the woman at The Hideout while she was grabbing some hangover coffee, her eyes widened. ‘Aly, look away and duck, you look like shit right now,’ she thought. But it was too late. The other had made eye contact. It would be weird to not say something, wouldn’t it? “Hey Beth,” she awkwardly greeted, adding in a halfhearted wave.

          She felt like absolute crap. Usually Bethany didn’t stay out very late. She liked to get a good night of rest. She’d woken up with a massive hangover and barely remembered what happened the night before. All she remembered was that she’d gone to Hurricane and gotten really drunk. If she did anything stupid, that was a blur. Not that Bethany usually did anything stupid when she drank. She probably just danced and had a good time with someone -- though who was a mystery to her. She’d been to the Hurricane a lot more during the break because she didn’t have as much to do. Of course she recognized Alysha as she made her way into The Hideout. She might not have known what happened last night, but she did occasionally talk to the other woman. Hopefully nothing had happened last night... because she didn’t remember. “Hey,” Bethany smiled, awkwardly. 

[bethsfletcher-blog]

ethanmatsui:

Lately, Ethan’s laptop had been on the fritz. So he took it in to the local IT specialist; Bethany Fletcher. But it was now that he finally realized how much he used his laptop. The few days it had been out of his possession, he’d found himself on edge. Of course he had his phone for contacting others but there were …sensitive documents on his laptop and he was paranoid about someone looking at his files. The most important ones were password protected, but still. The email saying his laptop was ready to go provided him with a huge sense of relief. He made his way to Bethany’s office without much hesitation. “You okay there?” he questioned, glancing at the woman holding her head. “Oh and I got the email about my laptop being done.”

          Normally, Bethany just worked on the laptops and phones that she had been given without needing to go into any files or anything. Sometimes though, she was curious as to what students were into. And sometimes she couldn’t help but look through a folder on someone’s device. She’d always been a tad too nosy. A student had recently brought his laptop into her office and while she’d told herself not to look through the folders. Yet, she’d done it anyway. And what she found was... well, normal for young boys, but frankly made it comfortable. She fixed it quickly and emailed it’s owner hoping to get it out of her office as soon as possible. “Yeah, yeah. I’m fine,” she replied, not seeing who it was until she looked up. She couldn’t help the pink flush that spread over her face as she noticed who it was. The owner of the laptop. “Yup, yeah. I’ve got it right here.” Behany stood up and handed it over. “Be... careful... what you, uh, download."

[bethsfletcher-blog]

myriambeckett:

It was difficult not to notice the young woman bent over on the floor searching for something. Myriam stayed silent for a while just watching not really certain what she should say, or how she should help. Her computer in the lab was acting up and she’d her Bethany could help. The room was filled with computer parts and Myriam was sure she’d be more of a hindrance if she started moving things around. When she called out in pain Myriam stepped forward. “Hey, you alright?” She asked kneeling down with concern in her eyes. Sitting down beside the other and reaching a handout but stopping herself before she let it rest on her shoulder. Reminding herself that she hardly knew this person well enough to touch them. The screwdriver in her handmade Myriam smile. “Ah, so that is what the commotion was about. How is your head?” 

          Sometimes she felt the need to clean her office, but it was nearly impossible with extra computer parts. Although her office was a mess, Bethany did have a strange way of organizing her stuff. It wasn’t as if everything was perfectly in place, but things were... chaotically organized. She also didn’t like when people touched her things. She might lost things all the time, but it was better than finding an expansion slot in her RAM drawer. At least she had found the screwdriver. “Yeah, no. I’m alright. I mean I will be. Nothing but a little bump.” Bethany stood up and put the tool on her desk where she could easily find it when she needed it. “These always get lost and I don’t want to replace it. Again. Anyway, how are you doing? Or more importantly, can I help you with anything?” 

[bethsfletcher-blog]

shadowboxed:

▌█ CLOSEDSTARTER || @bethsfletcher

Shiloh’s laptop bag was slung over her shoulder as she walked hurriedly through the halls until she reached the IT center. She felt as though she was in there more often than she was in her classes and it was beginning to present quite the problem. Once she landed herself in front of the appropriate desk, she pulled out her laptop and opened it on the desk to show the moving stripes of color that covered the screen. ❝Before you ask, I already turned it off and on again…❞

          Usually this early in the year there weren’t that many problems. Since most of the previous year’s models went on sale for the near year, it was easy to get hands on good technology for cheap. That didn’t mean she was completely bored though. There were always a few students that still had problems with their devices and even a few that needed help setting up a new computer. That was a tedious job which she was tired of having to do. Bethany loved her job, but sometimes it was tedious when she worked on the same thing over and over again. It was strange that in a world filled with so much technology, some students were completely clueless when it came to operating simple machines. Then again, she’d always liked computers. Looking up as someone entered her room, she saw Shiloh. Again. “Did you drop it?” she asked. Bethany wasn’t going to chastise her because that seemed like a waste of time at this point. 

[skybournerp]

“I just did some calculations, and I've been able to determine that you're full of shit.”

A B O U T

Name: Bethany Fletcher Nickname (Known As): Beth Hero Name: N/A Age: Twenty Five Date & Place of Birth: November 14th & Toronto, Canada Sexuality: Homosexual Prounouns: She/Her Faceclaim: Sophie Cookson Alternate FCs: Caitlin Stasey, Katie Findlay, Adria Arjona Status: TAKEN 

M O R E

Major: BA in Computer Science and Information Technology Classification: Staff Occupation: IT Specialist Rank: Hero Power: Technopathy + Cyberlingualism Limitations: Beth can’t control purely mechanical objects which possess no electronic components. Usually requires close proximity to the object being manipulated.

P E R S O N A L I T Y

+ creative, intuitive, challenging - haughty, manipulative, meddlesome

B I O G R A P H Y (tw: kidnapping)

Bethany Fletcher doesn’t remember much of her life before she turned fifteen. It’s all a blur filled with smoke and mirrors. She remembers she was born somewhere in Canada, but can’t pinpoint where exactly. She thinks it’s Vancouver or somewhere around there. She remembers growing up with parents. She remembers her two mothers when she was younger, but after she turned five, she remembered seeing two other people. Her whole childhood is a blur and a mesh of different memories that she can’t distinguish entirely if they’re real or a dream. She can’t figure out if that was something that really happened, that she made up, or got from someone else.

The real story that she only half remembers? Shortly after Bethany was born, she was adopted by a nice family. She lived with them, but when she was five, she got separated from her mothers in the mall and the next thing she knew, she was with another family. Young, confused, and not knowing any better, she accepted it, although she had a voice in the back of her head telling her this wasn’t right. Her new family manipulated her mind to make her believe that everything was fine. That everything was perfect. The thing is that the voice started to fade away as she grew up. Bethany grew up happily with a loving family.

When she was fifteen, she came home early from school and overheard her parents talking. Bethany of course eavesdropped when she heard her name several times and it dawned on her. The jumbled mess of old memories that seeped into her dreams. When Bethany brought up her strange dreams and possible memories with her parents, their behavior changed. When they changed, she changed. She became closed off and refused to be their perfect little girl anymore. She would no longer be controlled. She was angry and that anger activated her powers. Eventually, Bethany slipped away in the night and left home forever. She learned how to use her powers on the run and used them to help her get money and survive on the streets.

Bethany didn’t make an attempt to find her real parents or even go to the police. She changed her name and moved around in her car to find a place to finish school. After high school, she joined the Marines to help pay for college since she was a girl without an identity or family. It was during the Marines when she became more aware of her abilities. Around her, the tech used in the Marines never worked quite right. After someone was critically injured when she lost control of her abilities, she left the Marines after serving a couple of years. After that, Bethany decided to focus on understanding these strange abilities. She changed her name again and enrolled at Skybourne University, a school notorious for teaching kids with powers. The school gave her another chance at life and the desire to find her real parents and figure out who her kidnappers really are. Once Bethany graduated, she stayed and became their leading IT specialist.

F A M I L Y

Unknown (mother- unknown) Unknown (mother - unknown) John Snyder (“adoptive father” - alive) Vera Snyder (”adoptive mother” - alive)

C O N N E C T I O N S

Taylor Burns: The undergraduate first came by Bethany’s office last semester with several questions about coding. While it was the slightest bit annoying, Beth came to enjoy guiding the other through coding in various projects. It has kept her on her toes and refreshed her on programs she hadn’t used in quite some time.

Selena Silverio: As a formal police officer, Selena is a great connection to have, and Bethany plans to get to know the woman better. If there was anyone at this school that could help Beth find her parents, it’s her.

[bethsfletcher-blog]

          Although she rarely brought her tools home, Bethany always seemed to be losing her Phillip’s head screwdriver. The smaller tool was always getting misplaced, probably because it was so small. She searched her desk one more time before looking through the drawers for the third time. Muttering under her breath as she did so, Bethany’s eyes scanned the entire room after she didn’t find the driver in the drawers. Maybe it was on the floor? Her office was a mess and it was times like this that she knew she should probably have some sort of organizational system instead of the thousands of different of wires everywhere and extra computer parts all over the room. Crouching down on the floor, she looked to see if it had fallen on the floor and promptly bumped her head on the under side of the desk. “Ouch!” she exclaimed, but spotted the screwdriver and reached for it. “There you are.” Bethany grabbed the tool and sat on the floor for a moment, clutching the screwdriver in one hand and holding the top of her head with the other hand.