Post by Max452 on Oct 18, 2009 19:01:52 GMT -8
Its time my namesake came in!!! lol
Your Username: Max452
Character's Name: Max Ferrara
Character's Age: 22
Character's Attitude: Lives for thrills and doesn't take crap from anyone. She's tough, street-smart, and has a witty mouth on her. She was raised in an orphanage, so she isn't close to a lot of people, but once you gain her trust, she'll protect you to the end, even if she denies it.
Character's Powers (If any, and no more than 2): Empathic mimicry
Character's Weakness (Must state at least 4; 2 concerning your powers!): Max can only duplicate one power at a time.
She can't use multiple abilities at the same time, i.e. can't use super strength and flying at the same time.
She's claustrophobic.
She's afraid of needles. (lol)
Character's Appearance (Clothes, hair, face, etc. If you can provide a picture, that would be awesome!):
Character's Allegiance (Hero, Villain, or Neutral): Herself/neutral
Weapons (If any): She refuses to use guns, but wouldn't mind using a knife or two. She skilled in martial arts and computer hacking.
Other Info (Is there anything we need to know about this person?): She's an orphan and she has photographic memory. She can speak 6 languages (English, Spanish, French, Japanese, Indian, and Chinese). She's a grifter (an art thief).
History (At least 15 sentences and as detailed as you can get. The better we know them, the better we can write with you): Max's parents are unknown as they left her at an orphanage in London. She never got close to anyone but with the matron who found her on her doorstep. Raised as if she was the Matron's own daughter, Max found herself not wanting to get adopted; she would purposely dirty herself or throw pranks at those who were interested in adopting her. Since she could remember, Max would steal anything just for the thrill and when she was in middle school, decided to become an art thief, finding any law abiding occupation to be stupid and boring. Since she grew up in the orphanage, Max learned at an early age to be tough and street smart, even though she was considered a superb student, despite her behavior. She has photographic memory, so she could easily pass her classes and when she was 18, she left the orphanage and threw herself into the real world and into the criminal world. Since then, she had developed numerous contacts and numerous skills, such as martial arts, computer hacking, rock climbing, etc (anything to give her a thrill and to help her with stealing her paintings).
Max discovered her ability when she was 15, after she tried to steal a man's wallet. She got caught, only because the man had the ability of heightened senses, and heard her as she stole his wallet. However, instead of reporting her, he let her go after realizing that she was like him. Because of that, Max favors using this man's ability.
She travels a lot and was in the United States, casing a high profile steal when she discovered a tactical team was waiting for her. She's now on the run after the Exodus Bill was in place. Max also has collected a nice amount of powers through her travels, especially when she goes to pubs that are filled with people with abilities looking for jobs.
Role Play Sample (At least 15 sentences):
The tip of Max's tongue was hanging out of her mouth as she concentrated on fingering the vault's combination. "23...14...47..." She muttered and used a white color pencil to write the numbers on the large safe. She couldn't wait to get inside the vault, to dance around and pick whatever art she fancied.
She smiled and gave a satisfy sigh as she heard the vault door click, accepting her combination. She opened it, humming to herself happily. Her happiness was stalled when she opened the vault door, only to find another one...more high teched.
"When did they add this?" She wondered to herself, recalling the blueprints she had stolen a week before. She sighed, staring at the electronic keypad. She didn't bring in her hacking equipment, thinking that this was a basic open and grab job. "Hmm..." She looked at the keypad. "I wonder..." She took out a little spray bottle. "Never leave home without it..." She smiled at the mini bottle of hairspray and gently sprayed it on the pad. Fingerprints illuminated the pad, in no specific order. "Let's see...let's see..." She placed a finger on her chin, tapping it as she thought. "Let's try this." She punched in a series of the numbers.
An alarm sounded the moment she finished punching. "Crap...." She rolled her eyes and packed up her things. "I'll be back, honey..." she petted the vault affectionately and bolted before the security guards and police arrived.
ACCEPTED!!! mwaahahahahahaa!!!
Your Username: Max452
Character's Name: Max Ferrara
Character's Age: 22
Character's Attitude: Lives for thrills and doesn't take crap from anyone. She's tough, street-smart, and has a witty mouth on her. She was raised in an orphanage, so she isn't close to a lot of people, but once you gain her trust, she'll protect you to the end, even if she denies it.
Character's Powers (If any, and no more than 2): Empathic mimicry
Character's Weakness (Must state at least 4; 2 concerning your powers!): Max can only duplicate one power at a time.
She can't use multiple abilities at the same time, i.e. can't use super strength and flying at the same time.
She's claustrophobic.
She's afraid of needles. (lol)
Character's Appearance (Clothes, hair, face, etc. If you can provide a picture, that would be awesome!):
Character's Allegiance (Hero, Villain, or Neutral): Herself/neutral
Weapons (If any): She refuses to use guns, but wouldn't mind using a knife or two. She skilled in martial arts and computer hacking.
Other Info (Is there anything we need to know about this person?): She's an orphan and she has photographic memory. She can speak 6 languages (English, Spanish, French, Japanese, Indian, and Chinese). She's a grifter (an art thief).
History (At least 15 sentences and as detailed as you can get. The better we know them, the better we can write with you): Max's parents are unknown as they left her at an orphanage in London. She never got close to anyone but with the matron who found her on her doorstep. Raised as if she was the Matron's own daughter, Max found herself not wanting to get adopted; she would purposely dirty herself or throw pranks at those who were interested in adopting her. Since she could remember, Max would steal anything just for the thrill and when she was in middle school, decided to become an art thief, finding any law abiding occupation to be stupid and boring. Since she grew up in the orphanage, Max learned at an early age to be tough and street smart, even though she was considered a superb student, despite her behavior. She has photographic memory, so she could easily pass her classes and when she was 18, she left the orphanage and threw herself into the real world and into the criminal world. Since then, she had developed numerous contacts and numerous skills, such as martial arts, computer hacking, rock climbing, etc (anything to give her a thrill and to help her with stealing her paintings).
Max discovered her ability when she was 15, after she tried to steal a man's wallet. She got caught, only because the man had the ability of heightened senses, and heard her as she stole his wallet. However, instead of reporting her, he let her go after realizing that she was like him. Because of that, Max favors using this man's ability.
She travels a lot and was in the United States, casing a high profile steal when she discovered a tactical team was waiting for her. She's now on the run after the Exodus Bill was in place. Max also has collected a nice amount of powers through her travels, especially when she goes to pubs that are filled with people with abilities looking for jobs.
Role Play Sample (At least 15 sentences):
The tip of Max's tongue was hanging out of her mouth as she concentrated on fingering the vault's combination. "23...14...47..." She muttered and used a white color pencil to write the numbers on the large safe. She couldn't wait to get inside the vault, to dance around and pick whatever art she fancied.
She smiled and gave a satisfy sigh as she heard the vault door click, accepting her combination. She opened it, humming to herself happily. Her happiness was stalled when she opened the vault door, only to find another one...more high teched.
"When did they add this?" She wondered to herself, recalling the blueprints she had stolen a week before. She sighed, staring at the electronic keypad. She didn't bring in her hacking equipment, thinking that this was a basic open and grab job. "Hmm..." She looked at the keypad. "I wonder..." She took out a little spray bottle. "Never leave home without it..." She smiled at the mini bottle of hairspray and gently sprayed it on the pad. Fingerprints illuminated the pad, in no specific order. "Let's see...let's see..." She placed a finger on her chin, tapping it as she thought. "Let's try this." She punched in a series of the numbers.
An alarm sounded the moment she finished punching. "Crap...." She rolled her eyes and packed up her things. "I'll be back, honey..." she petted the vault affectionately and bolted before the security guards and police arrived.
ACCEPTED!!! mwaahahahahahaa!!!
