Post by trinn on Oct 4, 2009 21:06:00 GMT -8
Your Username: Trinn
Character's Name: Sahira Linden
Character's Age: 25
Character's Attitude: Tough as nails. Sahira is the very definition of strong, independant, and brave. Her exterior is calm and collected, and people either feel secure around her, or afraid of her. Despite her tough bearing, however, Sahira can be as soft and delicate as any other human, or mutant, being. She has a definite line between right and wrong, and she prefers to stay on the good side of that line, but occasionally takes forays into the wrong end. Her loyalty, once gained, is unbreakable, as well as her friendship.
Character's Powers: Sahira has the frightening ability to transform into a jaguar like being. This form stands about a foot taller then her human form, and is incredibly strong and agile. While in this form, she still thinks like herself, but she cannot speak.
Character's Weakness: While in her beast form, she cannot speak. Although she is still herself, she tends to be more violent in this form, entering almost a bloodlust at times. If she feels trapped or in danger, she sometimes will unintentionally transform. As a loner and a "tough" woman, Sahira has the habit of pushing people away and has virtually no close human connections other than her boss.
Character's Appearance: Her eyes are an rich amber-like color.
Character's Allegiance: Neutral
Weapons (If any): Her power.
Other Info: Like this, but more jaguar-like in her beast form:
History: Sahira's parents met in Africa, were they were working as missionaries to help the poor and sick of the continent. Eventually they married, and had Sahira. They raised her in Africa for two years, and then traveled back to the states. They took up residence in New York city. When Sahira was 16, her parents were shot and killed, having been unfortunately in the middle of a shoot out between two gangs. Sahira was then raised in an orphanage, where she gained her tough nature. At the age seventeen, she began her pre-career life of boxing, and then, at nineteen, moved called it her career. She moved out then as well and lives in a small apartment in New York.
Role Play Sample: Sahira strode down the crowded lanes of New York, a back pack slung over her shoulder. She was seventeen, and she found homework incredibly dull. Sighing, wanting to escape the crowded sidewalks, she ducked into a nearby alley. After a moment of only hearing her breathing, loud footsteps came from behind her. Narrowing her eyes, Sahira looked over her shoulder. Two burly men walked behind her, but she thought the word "stalked" would be more appropriate. Her face turned into a scowl, and she looked away from them, quickening her pace. They quickened theirs as well, until they were running. Rather than trying to flee, Sahira turned and faced her opponents, holding her fists in front of her face. The two men came to a stop mere feet away, cornering her. They jeered and whistled, making faces at her. "She thinks she can fight us off!" One of them said, laughing racously. His companion laughed as well, and then attacked. Sahira was overpowered, and while one of the men tried to undo the button on her jeans, something in Sahira's body seemed to explode. She screamed, and a moment later, she no longer resembled a human. In her place lay a jaguar like being, the same shape as a human, except for the head, the spotted fur, the tail, and the claws. The two men looked at her in shock, and then ran screaming down the alley. A moment later, Sahira's jaguar alter-ego shimmered, and was repalced again with her human form. Tears streamed down Sahira's cheeks. For the first time in years, she was afraid.
...ACCEPTED!...
Character's Name: Sahira Linden
Character's Age: 25
Character's Attitude: Tough as nails. Sahira is the very definition of strong, independant, and brave. Her exterior is calm and collected, and people either feel secure around her, or afraid of her. Despite her tough bearing, however, Sahira can be as soft and delicate as any other human, or mutant, being. She has a definite line between right and wrong, and she prefers to stay on the good side of that line, but occasionally takes forays into the wrong end. Her loyalty, once gained, is unbreakable, as well as her friendship.
Character's Powers: Sahira has the frightening ability to transform into a jaguar like being. This form stands about a foot taller then her human form, and is incredibly strong and agile. While in this form, she still thinks like herself, but she cannot speak.
Character's Weakness: While in her beast form, she cannot speak. Although she is still herself, she tends to be more violent in this form, entering almost a bloodlust at times. If she feels trapped or in danger, she sometimes will unintentionally transform. As a loner and a "tough" woman, Sahira has the habit of pushing people away and has virtually no close human connections other than her boss.
Character's Appearance: Her eyes are an rich amber-like color.
Character's Allegiance: Neutral
Weapons (If any): Her power.
Other Info: Like this, but more jaguar-like in her beast form:
History: Sahira's parents met in Africa, were they were working as missionaries to help the poor and sick of the continent. Eventually they married, and had Sahira. They raised her in Africa for two years, and then traveled back to the states. They took up residence in New York city. When Sahira was 16, her parents were shot and killed, having been unfortunately in the middle of a shoot out between two gangs. Sahira was then raised in an orphanage, where she gained her tough nature. At the age seventeen, she began her pre-career life of boxing, and then, at nineteen, moved called it her career. She moved out then as well and lives in a small apartment in New York.
Role Play Sample: Sahira strode down the crowded lanes of New York, a back pack slung over her shoulder. She was seventeen, and she found homework incredibly dull. Sighing, wanting to escape the crowded sidewalks, she ducked into a nearby alley. After a moment of only hearing her breathing, loud footsteps came from behind her. Narrowing her eyes, Sahira looked over her shoulder. Two burly men walked behind her, but she thought the word "stalked" would be more appropriate. Her face turned into a scowl, and she looked away from them, quickening her pace. They quickened theirs as well, until they were running. Rather than trying to flee, Sahira turned and faced her opponents, holding her fists in front of her face. The two men came to a stop mere feet away, cornering her. They jeered and whistled, making faces at her. "She thinks she can fight us off!" One of them said, laughing racously. His companion laughed as well, and then attacked. Sahira was overpowered, and while one of the men tried to undo the button on her jeans, something in Sahira's body seemed to explode. She screamed, and a moment later, she no longer resembled a human. In her place lay a jaguar like being, the same shape as a human, except for the head, the spotted fur, the tail, and the claws. The two men looked at her in shock, and then ran screaming down the alley. A moment later, Sahira's jaguar alter-ego shimmered, and was repalced again with her human form. Tears streamed down Sahira's cheeks. For the first time in years, she was afraid.
...ACCEPTED!...