Post by Deleted on May 15, 2012 10:26:36 GMT -4
The person behind the character:
Name/Nickname: Gemini
Age: 25
Experience: I never was good at keeping track since I start and stop. Over four
Contact information: PM please
Character basics:
Real name: Tessa Marie Anderson
Code name: The Devil's Angel, Flying Fox, Night Fox
Date of Birth: October 30th, 1989
Place of Birth: Dublin, Ohio, Earth
Age: 23
Known family:
Green Eyes
Gold Eyes
Hair: Jet Black
Eyes: Green (Except when wings are invoked, then Hawk Gold)
Height: 5'2"
Weight: 170 lb (due to moderate durability enhancement)
Legal Status: Adult
Occupation: None. Just arrived via a random portal
Affiliation: Her own group GEMINI (If you let me)
Abilities: Wing Summoning and Eagle Eye vision
POWERS
WING SUMMONING
Tessa, aka Angel, has the summoning power of flight. She has four different levels for her wing types. Basic functional; decorative; high functional; and super functional/elemental/decorative. Her wings do not exists in this plane until she images them and she non-verbally invokes them by thinking strongly about the wing she wants.
The basic functional and decorative non-functional are the easiest for her to summon. The basic category only consists of one style of wing, angel wings. They can be any color she can imagine. She has never needed to try for invoking this wing style in any other material other than feathers. Her decorative wings are usually the size of pixie or fairy wings. She really likes her gold filigree pixie wings. She is always successful when summoning these wings. The angel wings are also the ones she use to fly with. This level has no time restrictions or any other restrictions
The high functional wings are the next stage. She really only has one wing in this category. They are what she calls her carrying wings. They are huge massive black things. Like demon or gargoyle wings. They are large enough for her to carry someone else. This set of wings have time restrictions on them. She can only have them out for a certain amount of time and then they have a cool down period.
The last category are the super functional, elemental non-functional, and large decorative wings. She cannot fly, as of yet, with any of these wings. They are the hardest for her to summon and often times come in ill-formed, not completely solidified in their final shape, or only part of them appear. Most of the functional class of this category are highly defensive. For example Kevlar wings and diamond wings. Yes the diamond are heave but they are huge and bat like, so while they are forming she usually folds them around herself and possibly one other person to protect them.
She can regulate how fast or slow the wings form on the wings she is good at like the first category and a few of the second category wings. She likes to control the time for effect. There is one other thing about her wings you should know. If one or both of them get injured, but not completely destroyed, she can't dismiss them and re-summon new ones. The damaged wing/s must either be completely destroyed or cut off. A wing that is cut or ripped off does not disappear and it is very painful for her. She can however dismiss bloody or burnt stumps, and only the damaged wing must be removed.
EAGAL EYE
Her eyes change to a golden color when her wings are summoned. This denotes that she now has advanced vision as well. She can see like a hawk as she soars through the air. As in, she can see a rabbit from almost half a mile up.
SKILLS
EXPERT MARKSMAN
Her father taught her some things. She learned the rest in the years training with her group of rebels. Jack O'Connell was a sniper. Her enhanced sight helps with this. No need for a scope to snipe people.
HAND TO HAND COMBAT
Her father, Jack, and Kurt DeWitt all taught her different styles of hand to hand combat. Kurt also taught her some acrobatic things since he was a student in a few different styles of martial arts.
LEADERSHIP
She tends to be level headed in a crisis and can see what needs to be done. She's good at finding people strengths and using them to their best advantage in a group setting as well as by themselves. She's also not afraid to discipline those under her.
What's hidden behind the mask:
Personality:
History:[/color] The voice was a smooth, rich, tenor voice. If this were almost any other situation, she might have found it attractive. However, she could tell by the authoritative tone in his voice that he was the one in charge, the one holding her here.
"She is slowly coming around. It's almost like she doesn't want to wake up Sir,"[/color] the shuffler replied with slightly oiled tones. Tessa could tell the shuffler commanded some respect of his own, but the tenor was still ranked far above him. It seemed the time had come to 'wake up'. Tessa opened her eyes and picked up her head. "I am awake,"[/color] she said, somewhat coldly. The one with the shuffling feet was standing to her left. His face was marred by a long, wide scar going from the middle of his forehead to the bottom of his jaw on the right side of his face. Tessa assumed his shuffling was caused by an injury to his legs since he wasn't hunched over like she had assumed. Tessa turned her head left and right, but couldn't see the man with the tenor voice.
"I can see that Angel,"[/color] he said, his voice coming from behind her. "How are you feeling Ms. Anderson. Or do I just call you Tessa."[/color] Tessa didn't answer him. If he was hoping to throw her off by knowing her real name, he hadn't. "I hear your father is putting up quite the fight in Africa. Quite the cunning man. It would seem some of it rubbed off on you."[/color] The man with the tenor voice moved around her left side, behind the one who seemed to be a doctor of sorts. Tessa just looked at him and didn't say anything. Her father, he was still alive. She hadn't seen him in five years, and hadn't heard from him in three years. The man looked right at Tessa. Her eyes widened a bit, she had seen a similar face before. On the day of the accident, he looked similar to the pilot in the strange plane.
"You are one of them, the aliens. I thought you were just some of us working for them,"[/color] she said, looking down towards her feet. The taller alien dismissed the doctor. After the door had clicked closed behind the doctor, the other one walked closer to Tessa. "Yes I am Basarian. And since I already know who you are, it's only fair that you know who I am. My name is Chief Commander Deferious. And it is a pleasure meeting you finally."[/color] He gave her a mock bow. Tessa refused to acknowledge the he was there. Even if he hadn't personally killed her mom, step-dad, and half-sister, he had been the one to order the attacks that had killed them. His people were attacking her father at this moment in Africa, if he was to be believed. "You know, you and I? We are not so different,"[/color] he said, walking around behind her again. He leaned in to whisper in her ear, "Do you know why you didn't die like the rest of your family, why you didn't die like most of your miserable race?"[/color] Tessa ground her teeth together, but didn't answer. She turned her head away from his voice. Deferious continued anyway. "You have Basarian blood in your veins, blood of my people."[/color] Tessa turned her head quickly towards him, her black hair swirling in her face for a moment.
"No! I am nothing like you,"[/color] Tessa yelled at him angrily. "And you know nothing about me. My friends will come for me."[/color] Deferious chuckled lightly. "Better to assume you are alone than to put false hope in false friends,"[/color] Deferious said. 'I'm not alone you bastard,'[/color][/i] Tessa though and the Chief Commander left the room. She let out a sigh and let her head sag back onto her chest.[/quote]
Code word: [/size]Armageddon
Name/Nickname: Gemini
Age: 25
Experience: I never was good at keeping track since I start and stop. Over four
Contact information: PM please
Character basics:
Real name: Tessa Marie Anderson
Code name: The Devil's Angel, Flying Fox, Night Fox
Date of Birth: October 30th, 1989
Place of Birth: Dublin, Ohio, Earth
Age: 23
Known family:
Green Eyes
Gold Eyes
Hair: Jet Black
Eyes: Green (Except when wings are invoked, then Hawk Gold)
Height: 5'2"
Weight: 170 lb (due to moderate durability enhancement)
Legal Status: Adult
Occupation: None. Just arrived via a random portal
Affiliation: Her own group GEMINI (If you let me)
Abilities: Wing Summoning and Eagle Eye vision
POWERS
WING SUMMONING
Tessa, aka Angel, has the summoning power of flight. She has four different levels for her wing types. Basic functional; decorative; high functional; and super functional/elemental/decorative. Her wings do not exists in this plane until she images them and she non-verbally invokes them by thinking strongly about the wing she wants.
The basic functional and decorative non-functional are the easiest for her to summon. The basic category only consists of one style of wing, angel wings. They can be any color she can imagine. She has never needed to try for invoking this wing style in any other material other than feathers. Her decorative wings are usually the size of pixie or fairy wings. She really likes her gold filigree pixie wings. She is always successful when summoning these wings. The angel wings are also the ones she use to fly with. This level has no time restrictions or any other restrictions
The high functional wings are the next stage. She really only has one wing in this category. They are what she calls her carrying wings. They are huge massive black things. Like demon or gargoyle wings. They are large enough for her to carry someone else. This set of wings have time restrictions on them. She can only have them out for a certain amount of time and then they have a cool down period.
The last category are the super functional, elemental non-functional, and large decorative wings. She cannot fly, as of yet, with any of these wings. They are the hardest for her to summon and often times come in ill-formed, not completely solidified in their final shape, or only part of them appear. Most of the functional class of this category are highly defensive. For example Kevlar wings and diamond wings. Yes the diamond are heave but they are huge and bat like, so while they are forming she usually folds them around herself and possibly one other person to protect them.
She can regulate how fast or slow the wings form on the wings she is good at like the first category and a few of the second category wings. She likes to control the time for effect. There is one other thing about her wings you should know. If one or both of them get injured, but not completely destroyed, she can't dismiss them and re-summon new ones. The damaged wing/s must either be completely destroyed or cut off. A wing that is cut or ripped off does not disappear and it is very painful for her. She can however dismiss bloody or burnt stumps, and only the damaged wing must be removed.
EAGAL EYE
Her eyes change to a golden color when her wings are summoned. This denotes that she now has advanced vision as well. She can see like a hawk as she soars through the air. As in, she can see a rabbit from almost half a mile up.
SKILLS
EXPERT MARKSMAN
Her father taught her some things. She learned the rest in the years training with her group of rebels. Jack O'Connell was a sniper. Her enhanced sight helps with this. No need for a scope to snipe people.
HAND TO HAND COMBAT
Her father, Jack, and Kurt DeWitt all taught her different styles of hand to hand combat. Kurt also taught her some acrobatic things since he was a student in a few different styles of martial arts.
LEADERSHIP
She tends to be level headed in a crisis and can see what needs to be done. She's good at finding people strengths and using them to their best advantage in a group setting as well as by themselves. She's also not afraid to discipline those under her.
What's hidden behind the mask:
Personality:
History:
As her conscious swam in and out, Tessa noticed that she was not in the torn up streets of New York City, but in some oddly lit room. She could feel that her hands where threaded through the space between the back and seat of a grey metal folding chair. She tried to pull her arms around in front of her; her shoulders were beginning to ache from the stress of them being behind her. She couldn't pull them around. It felt as though they were tied, possibly even to the chair as well as to themselves. Her chin was resting on her chest, her eyes still closed. The door opened and someone walked in. They shuffled over to her, reaching out to touch her. The hand brushed her hair back and two fingers pressed lightly against her neck, on her jugular vein. She wanted to lash out at him; hit him; bite him. But she doesn't, she can't. The door opens again and someone with a stronger step enters.
"How is she? Is she coming around?"
"How is she? Is she coming around?"
"She is slowly coming around. It's almost like she doesn't want to wake up Sir,"[/color] the shuffler replied with slightly oiled tones. Tessa could tell the shuffler commanded some respect of his own, but the tenor was still ranked far above him. It seemed the time had come to 'wake up'. Tessa opened her eyes and picked up her head. "I am awake,"[/color] she said, somewhat coldly. The one with the shuffling feet was standing to her left. His face was marred by a long, wide scar going from the middle of his forehead to the bottom of his jaw on the right side of his face. Tessa assumed his shuffling was caused by an injury to his legs since he wasn't hunched over like she had assumed. Tessa turned her head left and right, but couldn't see the man with the tenor voice.
"I can see that Angel,"[/color] he said, his voice coming from behind her. "How are you feeling Ms. Anderson. Or do I just call you Tessa."[/color] Tessa didn't answer him. If he was hoping to throw her off by knowing her real name, he hadn't. "I hear your father is putting up quite the fight in Africa. Quite the cunning man. It would seem some of it rubbed off on you."[/color] The man with the tenor voice moved around her left side, behind the one who seemed to be a doctor of sorts. Tessa just looked at him and didn't say anything. Her father, he was still alive. She hadn't seen him in five years, and hadn't heard from him in three years. The man looked right at Tessa. Her eyes widened a bit, she had seen a similar face before. On the day of the accident, he looked similar to the pilot in the strange plane.
"You are one of them, the aliens. I thought you were just some of us working for them,"[/color] she said, looking down towards her feet. The taller alien dismissed the doctor. After the door had clicked closed behind the doctor, the other one walked closer to Tessa. "Yes I am Basarian. And since I already know who you are, it's only fair that you know who I am. My name is Chief Commander Deferious. And it is a pleasure meeting you finally."[/color] He gave her a mock bow. Tessa refused to acknowledge the he was there. Even if he hadn't personally killed her mom, step-dad, and half-sister, he had been the one to order the attacks that had killed them. His people were attacking her father at this moment in Africa, if he was to be believed. "You know, you and I? We are not so different,"[/color] he said, walking around behind her again. He leaned in to whisper in her ear, "Do you know why you didn't die like the rest of your family, why you didn't die like most of your miserable race?"[/color] Tessa ground her teeth together, but didn't answer. She turned her head away from his voice. Deferious continued anyway. "You have Basarian blood in your veins, blood of my people."[/color] Tessa turned her head quickly towards him, her black hair swirling in her face for a moment.
"No! I am nothing like you,"[/color] Tessa yelled at him angrily. "And you know nothing about me. My friends will come for me."[/color] Deferious chuckled lightly. "Better to assume you are alone than to put false hope in false friends,"[/color] Deferious said. 'I'm not alone you bastard,'[/color][/i] Tessa though and the Chief Commander left the room. She let out a sigh and let her head sag back onto her chest.[/quote]
Code word: [/size]Armageddon