Post by devil7watching on Jan 4, 2011 22:33:15 GMT -6
Name: Tessa (Angel) Anderson
Age: 21
Height: 5'5"
Weight: 125 lb
Gender: Female
Race: Human (gifted)
Appearance:
Tessa Anderson, more commonly known simply as Angel, has silky, shoulder length black hair. Her eyes are a piercing green, and have a hard, unfeeling look to them. Her pants where semi-tight black combat pants were tucked into her black combat boots. The pants had a double holster belt around her waist and strapped to her thighs. Angel's black motorcycle jacket had specially designed vents in the back to allow her to be able to use her ability. In sheaths, criss-crossed on her back, were two long knives forged like scimitars. Under the jacket she wears a racer back blood-red tank top. Burnt into her back is an odd shaped scar. It looked more like two separate scars but they almost perfectly mirrored each other in the shape of angel wings, you know the nice feathery type, but without the feather pattern.
Personality: She can be a hard ass and somewhat quick to anger. She has an opinion, and while she will respect chain of command, she will also speak her mind if she feels an order is out of line. Angel is use to being in charge since for some time she lead her own group of gifted teens from her high school. They mostly worked as a mercenary group for awhile then joined up with the United States Risk Prevention Center or USRPC as full time members.
Background: Angel was a normal high schooler at a normal high school. She wasn't the most popular, but she wasn't a ghost either. She knew how to be seen when she wanted people to see her and how to be anonymous. She and two of her friends had stayed after school on day in their senior year to help their chemistry teacher set up an experiment for the next day. They were setting the temperature on the freezer to keep some unstable chemicals cool when the power shut off. It was a hot spring day and the chemicals quickly started heating back up without the cooling effect of the freezer. Their teacher tried to get them out of the room before the chemicals ignited but it was too late. The large explosion launched them all into the wall knocking them out momentarily. While they were out the explosion had caused some old gas tanks to rupture. The gasses mixed and suffocated their teacher. Angel and her friends made a full recovery and carried on life as normally as possible. Two years later, while helping her mother tack down some shingling on the roof, Angel slipped and fell. She squeezed her eyes shut, ready to accept the death she had seemingly avoided earlier and starting imagining what she would look like as an angel. Suddenly her fall seemed to stop, and so did her mother's screaming. Angel opened her eyes and looked around only to discover that she white angel wings had ripped through her shirt and had slowed her decent. She beat them and rose into the air, landing ungracefully back on the roof. Ever since then she had trained in using her wings.
Roleplay Sample: ((Doesn't really have to do with the gifted part of the character but it is an into I did recently and give at least the personality of Tessa)) Tessa clambered out of a igloo styled shelter made from the rubble that was all around her. Her face was tired and a nasty looking burn scar ran down one side of her neck in an uneven line about a half inch thick. She reached up with a bandaged hand, running it though her black hair that looked a bit grey because of all the dust. Her denim, button up shirt dress and jeans were also dusty and a bit ragged. But her green eyes were sharp, clear and determined. She reached around and picked a weapon up by its strap and slung it over her shoulder. She holstered two more at her side. Who know what this radiation stuff had been doing to things. She heard a growl behind her and sighed turning around and pulling her pistol. Two bangs latter and the mongrel dog fell to the ground. That was the fifth dog attack this week. It was like they were searching her out. Tessa turned back to the dimly rising sun and wondered if anyone else had lived through this besides her parents who had died 7 years ago, when she was 13. (I can write more if needed)
Other (Abilities, etc): Her ability can sound complicated so I will try to make it as clear as possible. She can create any kind of wing that she can very clearly see in her mind. Most of them have limitations on them. How many times a day/week/month she can use them. How long they can be invoked. All duration wings also have limits on how often they can be used after the invokable time is up. Wings that don't have limitation are simple wings like black or white feathered angel wings and decoration wings like gold lacey butterfly wings. Wings with limits include razor sharp diamond edged wings and Kevlar wings.
Age: 21
Height: 5'5"
Weight: 125 lb
Gender: Female
Race: Human (gifted)
Appearance:
Tessa Anderson, more commonly known simply as Angel, has silky, shoulder length black hair. Her eyes are a piercing green, and have a hard, unfeeling look to them. Her pants where semi-tight black combat pants were tucked into her black combat boots. The pants had a double holster belt around her waist and strapped to her thighs. Angel's black motorcycle jacket had specially designed vents in the back to allow her to be able to use her ability. In sheaths, criss-crossed on her back, were two long knives forged like scimitars. Under the jacket she wears a racer back blood-red tank top. Burnt into her back is an odd shaped scar. It looked more like two separate scars but they almost perfectly mirrored each other in the shape of angel wings, you know the nice feathery type, but without the feather pattern.
Personality: She can be a hard ass and somewhat quick to anger. She has an opinion, and while she will respect chain of command, she will also speak her mind if she feels an order is out of line. Angel is use to being in charge since for some time she lead her own group of gifted teens from her high school. They mostly worked as a mercenary group for awhile then joined up with the United States Risk Prevention Center or USRPC as full time members.
Background: Angel was a normal high schooler at a normal high school. She wasn't the most popular, but she wasn't a ghost either. She knew how to be seen when she wanted people to see her and how to be anonymous. She and two of her friends had stayed after school on day in their senior year to help their chemistry teacher set up an experiment for the next day. They were setting the temperature on the freezer to keep some unstable chemicals cool when the power shut off. It was a hot spring day and the chemicals quickly started heating back up without the cooling effect of the freezer. Their teacher tried to get them out of the room before the chemicals ignited but it was too late. The large explosion launched them all into the wall knocking them out momentarily. While they were out the explosion had caused some old gas tanks to rupture. The gasses mixed and suffocated their teacher. Angel and her friends made a full recovery and carried on life as normally as possible. Two years later, while helping her mother tack down some shingling on the roof, Angel slipped and fell. She squeezed her eyes shut, ready to accept the death she had seemingly avoided earlier and starting imagining what she would look like as an angel. Suddenly her fall seemed to stop, and so did her mother's screaming. Angel opened her eyes and looked around only to discover that she white angel wings had ripped through her shirt and had slowed her decent. She beat them and rose into the air, landing ungracefully back on the roof. Ever since then she had trained in using her wings.
Roleplay Sample: ((Doesn't really have to do with the gifted part of the character but it is an into I did recently and give at least the personality of Tessa)) Tessa clambered out of a igloo styled shelter made from the rubble that was all around her. Her face was tired and a nasty looking burn scar ran down one side of her neck in an uneven line about a half inch thick. She reached up with a bandaged hand, running it though her black hair that looked a bit grey because of all the dust. Her denim, button up shirt dress and jeans were also dusty and a bit ragged. But her green eyes were sharp, clear and determined. She reached around and picked a weapon up by its strap and slung it over her shoulder. She holstered two more at her side. Who know what this radiation stuff had been doing to things. She heard a growl behind her and sighed turning around and pulling her pistol. Two bangs latter and the mongrel dog fell to the ground. That was the fifth dog attack this week. It was like they were searching her out. Tessa turned back to the dimly rising sun and wondered if anyone else had lived through this besides her parents who had died 7 years ago, when she was 13. (I can write more if needed)
Other (Abilities, etc): Her ability can sound complicated so I will try to make it as clear as possible. She can create any kind of wing that she can very clearly see in her mind. Most of them have limitations on them. How many times a day/week/month she can use them. How long they can be invoked. All duration wings also have limits on how often they can be used after the invokable time is up. Wings that don't have limitation are simple wings like black or white feathered angel wings and decoration wings like gold lacey butterfly wings. Wings with limits include razor sharp diamond edged wings and Kevlar wings.