Post by Jenna Darkangel on Apr 4, 2012 18:55:40 GMT -5
Player Name:Jenna Darkangel
Name:Jenna Darkangel
Age: twenty nine
Gender: female
Species: mutant
Affiliation: X-Men/ loner
Apperance:
She has long blond well kept shoulder length hair, her eyes are blue,She will wear make up but only lipstick and a little blush but not much more as she feels any man who likes her should be for who she is and not who they want her to be. She wears black ankle boots and sometimes trainers, black tight trousers and top along with a black leather waist length jacket, depending what mood she is in that morning. She is meticulous in her hygiene and she will shower every night before she sleeps and when she leaves to go any where important.
She does like to dress up every now and again though mainly when she has to go out for important meetings which is rare. She has never been on a date, thought she wonders if she would ever find the right man. This is normally when she sits looking out a window and wearing her fathers snugly jumper. The main thing about her that stands out, is her black raven like wings, that sit just between her shoulders and span to the tips of her fingers. She can fold them in against her body and they are strong enough that they can hold her weight and that of one other. She also has a holster on one thigh and a knife strapped to the other along with two thin blades strapped to her back.
Personality:
Jenna is a head strong, strong willed fighter she will not let any person tell her she can not do her work nor live how she feels she should be. Her heart is surrounded by a shell of ice that only some one who is strong and as stubborn as she can brake through. So far she has not come across any one willing to get close to even try too. She will talk to others but rarely says much preferring to listen rather than say anything to make her look foolish. When she does speak her voice is soft and warm.
History:
She was born Jenna Eloise Darkangel, her father a farmer her mother a seamstress met her father while he was in town buying more feed for his farm. His eye was caught and so was his heart. A year later Jenna was born healthy. It wasn't till her fifth birthday that things went wrong there farm was attacked by mutants that lived not far from them and her father and mother were killed. She was hide by her mother just before they grabbed her she watched as both her parents were beaten and killed. She wanted to scream but her body froze and she made no sound.
When she was finally found by a kind man, seeing she had nobody he took her in. But for several years she did not talk and every one thought she was a mute. Until one day at the age of five a boy was picking on her because of the stumps that sat on her back witch would turn into wings. She sent him on his ass and broke his nose as she yelled insults at him that even an adult would have blushed at. Since that day she has never let any one touch her, having a deep fear that they would do to her what her parents went through. She has a fighting spirit towards any one she feels is doing wrong but mostly men. Hearing of the X-men she left to find out if she could join them.
Equipment:
Two think katana like blades across her back.
A single dagger attached to her thigh in a black holder
A semi-automatic M1911 pistol
Powers:
Her powers as simple she can fly as quiet as an owl and as fast as almost a plane, though she can fly high her limit is the only the height of the stratosphere which is about 51 km (32 mi; 170,000 ft) in height, after that the air is too thin for her. she is very agile in the air and moves with the speed and grace of a bird, if you have seen a hawk as it moves and dives in the air after its pray, you'll know. She can twist and turn with the grace of an ariel acrobat, even to the point she can fly on her back for short bursts, Folding her wings back she can pick up such speed in her dive anything that is thrown can have deadly consequences but she has a height limit before she has to pull up, that's about it for her powers.
Skills:
Hers are that's it she is intelligent and has fast reflexes due to the training she got as a bounty hunter. She can throw a knife accurately hitting her target almost every time, she is human kinda after all. Her aim is deadly with her gun and she lets nobody touch it. The swords she was trained by Martial Arts trainer Ogun, She also has some triage training. As she has had to treat wounds on her self and others around her.
Weakness:
* Her inner shell around her heart
* Her quick temper
* Her wings (they can be easily injured)
* Her painful memories.
Family:
FATHER: Joseph Albert Heart
MOTHER: Marie Emma Heart
SIBLING(S):
Brother : Albert John Heart
Sister : Julie Emma Heart
other:
Roleplay Sample
Jenna move with grace and stealth as she flew above the roof tops her eyes looking down below for her target witch she found a small man running away from her soon he stopped to catch her breath it was then she swooped down grabbing him she pushed him hard against the wall of a building her dagger pressed against his still breathing neck. Terror sat in the man's eyes as he looked at her. Her own burning into his as she slowly showed him a photo.
“ Where is he? “ She asked, her voice cold and like a dagger straight to the point. She placed the image right in front of the man and asked him once again her tone unchanging. He just shook his head and his body and said nothing. Taking his shaking to mean he knew nothing, she quickly let him drop, right into the puddle of his own urine. Spreading out her wings behind her, like a black foreboding messenger of death. She took a run and took off back into the night's moon lit sky to continue her search.
Name:Jenna Darkangel
Age: twenty nine
Gender: female
Species: mutant
Affiliation: X-Men/ loner
Apperance:
She has long blond well kept shoulder length hair, her eyes are blue,She will wear make up but only lipstick and a little blush but not much more as she feels any man who likes her should be for who she is and not who they want her to be. She wears black ankle boots and sometimes trainers, black tight trousers and top along with a black leather waist length jacket, depending what mood she is in that morning. She is meticulous in her hygiene and she will shower every night before she sleeps and when she leaves to go any where important.
She does like to dress up every now and again though mainly when she has to go out for important meetings which is rare. She has never been on a date, thought she wonders if she would ever find the right man. This is normally when she sits looking out a window and wearing her fathers snugly jumper. The main thing about her that stands out, is her black raven like wings, that sit just between her shoulders and span to the tips of her fingers. She can fold them in against her body and they are strong enough that they can hold her weight and that of one other. She also has a holster on one thigh and a knife strapped to the other along with two thin blades strapped to her back.
Personality:
Jenna is a head strong, strong willed fighter she will not let any person tell her she can not do her work nor live how she feels she should be. Her heart is surrounded by a shell of ice that only some one who is strong and as stubborn as she can brake through. So far she has not come across any one willing to get close to even try too. She will talk to others but rarely says much preferring to listen rather than say anything to make her look foolish. When she does speak her voice is soft and warm.
History:
She was born Jenna Eloise Darkangel, her father a farmer her mother a seamstress met her father while he was in town buying more feed for his farm. His eye was caught and so was his heart. A year later Jenna was born healthy. It wasn't till her fifth birthday that things went wrong there farm was attacked by mutants that lived not far from them and her father and mother were killed. She was hide by her mother just before they grabbed her she watched as both her parents were beaten and killed. She wanted to scream but her body froze and she made no sound.
When she was finally found by a kind man, seeing she had nobody he took her in. But for several years she did not talk and every one thought she was a mute. Until one day at the age of five a boy was picking on her because of the stumps that sat on her back witch would turn into wings. She sent him on his ass and broke his nose as she yelled insults at him that even an adult would have blushed at. Since that day she has never let any one touch her, having a deep fear that they would do to her what her parents went through. She has a fighting spirit towards any one she feels is doing wrong but mostly men. Hearing of the X-men she left to find out if she could join them.
Equipment:
Two think katana like blades across her back.
A single dagger attached to her thigh in a black holder
A semi-automatic M1911 pistol
Powers:
Her powers as simple she can fly as quiet as an owl and as fast as almost a plane, though she can fly high her limit is the only the height of the stratosphere which is about 51 km (32 mi; 170,000 ft) in height, after that the air is too thin for her. she is very agile in the air and moves with the speed and grace of a bird, if you have seen a hawk as it moves and dives in the air after its pray, you'll know. She can twist and turn with the grace of an ariel acrobat, even to the point she can fly on her back for short bursts, Folding her wings back she can pick up such speed in her dive anything that is thrown can have deadly consequences but she has a height limit before she has to pull up, that's about it for her powers.
Skills:
Hers are that's it she is intelligent and has fast reflexes due to the training she got as a bounty hunter. She can throw a knife accurately hitting her target almost every time, she is human kinda after all. Her aim is deadly with her gun and she lets nobody touch it. The swords she was trained by Martial Arts trainer Ogun, She also has some triage training. As she has had to treat wounds on her self and others around her.
Weakness:
* Her inner shell around her heart
* Her quick temper
* Her wings (they can be easily injured)
* Her painful memories.
Family:
FATHER: Joseph Albert Heart
MOTHER: Marie Emma Heart
SIBLING(S):
Brother : Albert John Heart
Sister : Julie Emma Heart
other:
Roleplay Sample
Jenna move with grace and stealth as she flew above the roof tops her eyes looking down below for her target witch she found a small man running away from her soon he stopped to catch her breath it was then she swooped down grabbing him she pushed him hard against the wall of a building her dagger pressed against his still breathing neck. Terror sat in the man's eyes as he looked at her. Her own burning into his as she slowly showed him a photo.
“ Where is he? “ She asked, her voice cold and like a dagger straight to the point. She placed the image right in front of the man and asked him once again her tone unchanging. He just shook his head and his body and said nothing. Taking his shaking to mean he knew nothing, she quickly let him drop, right into the puddle of his own urine. Spreading out her wings behind her, like a black foreboding messenger of death. She took a run and took off back into the night's moon lit sky to continue her search.
