Post by Jamie Manlow on Aug 2, 2009 22:51:57 GMT -6
Your Character:
Appearance: - -Hair: Jamie very rarely changes the color of her hair or the style, it's always black because she doesn't want to make it forty different colors. It's always at least shoulder-length but never much longer than that because Jamie wouldn't be able to show off her tattooed wings on her back. If it's not down, as it usually is, it's up in a ponytail so it's easy to flip underneath her helmet. She doesn't like to have it done up fancy or in fifty different hair tie spins because it just becomes tangled. Jamie isn't one to mess around with her hair unless she has to for a banquet or something, it's pointless.
- -eyes: Her eyes are the one thing that are odd about Jamie, other than her obnoxiously short height. Most people would say they are a sharp hazel but with a closer look they are a heightened shade of green that make her eyes quite shocking to look at. She is proud of her eyes, they help her stand out and make her not look so Irish.
- -height: Jamie is teeny tiny. She only stands at a small five feet high so she's less than average in that department. Don't worry, though, she has a presence that makes you know she's there even if she is short.
- -weight: She only weighs one hundred and thirty-one pounds so she's not heavy. She shouldn't be standing at the height she is.
- -Tattoos(ect.): At the current moment Jamie only has three tattoos and a multitude of piercings. Her first tattoo was her custom drawn angel wings that cover her shoulder blades. She received this tattoo when she turned eighteen after she spent months working on the design and saving her money. The next tattoos were twins shamrocks on her hips to recognizer her heritage because she is very Irish. Moving on to piercings, well this may take awhile. Her lobes are pierced four times, followed with one industrial in her right ear, her cartilage twice, daith, her lips three times, septum, double nostril, sternum, nape and her tongue. Quite a lot isn't it? She loves piercings, what can a girl do?
As far as how she acts, Jamie tends to act shy and somewhat girly. She isn't a girly girl but she isn't boyish either. She prefers to keep to stay quiet and keep to her training. Some would say she is boyish and rude since she is so muscular and so quiet. Really, she just prefers to keep to herself as not to make an ass of herself.
Picture:
Celeb: Amelia Dolore
Name: Jamie Elizabeth Manlow
Codename: Firehazard
Age: 25
Apparent Age: 25
Date of Birth: August 13, 1984
Gender: Female
Sexual Orientation: Straight
Powers: Create fire/manipulate fire, extremely fast healing power
Affiliation: X-Men
Personality: So, you would like to know about Jamie? Where to start is the first question, especially when it comes to her personality. Jamie is quiet, always has been due to her work with rehabing abused horses and retraining them to become some of the top horses in their equestrian sport. She's not one often associated with being loud, boisterous, crazy or outgoing, especially when it came to meeting people. She's smile, give a little wave or 'Hello' and fall quiet once more. She just can't seem to push past her wall that she puts up. Someone has to be pretty consistent in getting her to talk for her to put her wall down and open up.
Once that person gets her to relax and talk, she becomes one of the most loveable people in the world. She's cutesy in her own way, with her silly little sayings or her way of just acting cute. Jamie really is silly, and absolutely loves to snuggle with people. Doesn't have to be a boyfriend, she'll just sit down and snuggle with someone because it makes her feel safe. Her ex-boyfriend put her on a run around with his emotions, so she holds them in until she's about to explode or do something stupid. Her first instinct is to go to someone and talk to them about it, but if she can't find someone she'll take it out on herself.
It's not like she's been diagnosed with chronic depression or something like that, she's just an expressive person and loves to talk it out. If someone won't sit there with her, she'll find some way to write about it or most likely draw. If that doesn't work then she goes to herself, and she can't break that habit. It is something she has been doing since...she doesn't even know when she first started but she has been trying so hard not to do it, and has been succeeding. With great help from a friend back home she had been getting ahead of whatever problem she was having, and then he disappeared. So now she's here.
Sexual would be another word for Jamie, she just loves to be 'affectionate' you could say. Touching a guys skin is just something that sends her on a trip for some reason, she does every chance she can too. Being skin to skin with a guy, whether he's built like a Militia Man or lightly toned from general work, is a favorite thing of hers. Hence where she gets her cuddly side from, the warmth from a person keeping her tight to them and keeping her safe is something she'll never forget.
In general words, Jamie is seemingly insecure but she's the most confident person some people have ever met. Give her a loving guy and she becomes a snugglebug, just give her time to relax and open up.
Family:
Aislinn Manlow-53-Lawyer
James Manlow-56-Lawyer
Devin Manlow-24-British Armed Forces
History:
Jamie was born a few years after her older brother Devin was bron in Clonmel, Ireland. She was a normal baby, weight six pounds nine ounces at eighteen inches long and she would stay normal for awhile. When she turned two her parents noticed her development was a bit behind, she wasn't walking and she was barely talking actual words. They took her to the doctor to see if she had a mental disability but the doctors only found her body temperature was elevated to a dangerous degree. They tried everything, from ice baths to packing her in ice for hours at a time but nothing seemed to dent her temperature. It only dropped a degree or two at a time and always went back up after a few minute sof being removed from the cold. Soon, the side effects set in with Jamie having burn-like rashes on her skin from all of the ice and the doctors ran some normal tests.
Everything would come back positive and up until Jamie was five, she would be tested for everything every few months. Doctors never found anything wrong with her, other than her development being a bit behind. She wasn't growing normally,she was a very tiny toddler being the size of a one year old at the age of three and barely the size of a three year old at the age of five. She was given supplements to try and enhance her growth but nothing worked at all. She just would not grow any faster. Her intelligence wasn't hindered, though, when she began to speak she learned the harder words first. When she entered Primary School for the first time it was obvious she was behind in the growth area since most of the first years were twice as big as she, but her intelligence was slightly ahead of theirs. At age seven she would be pushed to skip a grade because she could already read the books the second graders were reading and could do the same maths they could. Jamie completely skipped first grade, going into second grade where the kids were even bigger than the others.
By eight she was on more supplements to try and make her grow but she wouldn't get any taller at a faster rate. She grew slowly, gaining a few inches by fourth year but not many. The average fourth year stood at five feet two inches, Jamie barely broke four feet. The doctors finally gave up with the supplements since there seemed to be no side effects to her growing issues and let her be a normal kid for awhile. Then the other issues started to set in. Whenever it rained, if the rain touched Jamie's skin she would cry in pain. The rain hurt her as if someone were taking a knife to her skin and if it poured, she would pass out from pain. This fascinated the doctors, which made them run a billion and fifteen more tests but nothing came up other than her abnormal body temperature. They decided that the abnormal body temperature may be what was causing the pain from the cold rain, and that that was what caused the burns when she was a baby.
For a few more years she would be left alone until she was eleven or twelve. Jamie's body temperature spiked to a new degree and she stopped growing at five feet. Doctors kept tabs on her height, even though it never changed, and when they saw her body temperature rising they started new tests. Constantly pricking at her, taking blood samples, culturing her blood, among other things just annoyed Jamie. She was trying to be a normal teenager but every time the doctors did another test she would be sick for a week or three. Whatever drugs they pumped into her would make her more and more sick until she couldn't take it anymore. When she turned fourteen she told her parents the tests were to stop before she would become too sick to live. That was the end of the tests, after all, Jamie knew of her power by then.
The downfall to knowing her power was she didn't know exactly how to control it very well. She practiced in a field miles and miles away from other humans so she wouldn't have to worry about anyone getting hurt. While no one would get hurt, Jamie could get severely hurt and no one know about it. That was the case when Jamie was out messing with her fire power, playing with a branch that she would set on fire and then stop the fire. She kept doing this over and over again, the warmth running through her veins making her giggle with excitement. At one point she pretty much threw the fire at the branch, causing a minor explosion that sent parts of the branch into her tiny body. Hours later she would be found unconscious and losing blood by the second. She was sent to the hospital where the doctors tried to determine exactly what happened but they couldn't figure it out. Jamie played Amnesia and said she didn't remember what happened, glad everyone believed her.
That was when she decided she needed to find somewhere to go, where she could deal with her power. The talk of 'Mutants' had come out and Jamie went right to her computer to see what she could find. Well, a fifteen year old can be pretty damn smart at finding these things but Jamie found nothing. All she found were links about the rumors of someone developing a cure for the mutant gene. Jamie decided she would never get the cure because she loved being a 'mutant', she didn't see why it mattered that she was. Keeping it all quiet, she searched for two years to try and find a place to go. When she turned seventeen, right before her senior year of high school, she found St. Xavier's School for Gifted Youngsters. Reading the entire website brought her to realize that was where she wanted to be.
So, she did what every kid would do and went ot her mother to see what she would think. Her mother listened to what Jamie said, watched in horror what Jamie could do and then went to get James Manlow, Jamie's father. He watched in horror as well, asking questions like how long had Jamie known about the power and did the power cause her accident. She admitted to everything but the fight that broke out was horrible. Her parents tried to make it seem like she was not their child, that she was adopted or switched at the hospital. It was impossible to deny her, though, since she did look almost identical to her mother despite her tiny size. Her brother would come home during the fight and start yelling at Jamie about it. Her parents took all of her things out of her room and locked Jamie in it.
For near two weeks she would take the abuse of not being allowed out of her house. Of her brother calling her names and her parents only feeding her her meals. No human contact was driving her insane and she had to get out of the house soon. She had overheard the talk of a Brotherhood against the cure but also talk of the X-Men. It wasn't long after that that her parents decided she would go to this St. Xavier's and she would not come home. Jamie gladly agreed, packing up everything she owned before leaving home. It broke her heart that her parents disowned her like that, that her brother, her closest friend, had decided she was nothing but filth. St. Xavier's held promise, though, and she went to the school with hope of finding a new life. It wasn't long before the government wanted to tear down the school and she would wander for a year or two. Then she heard about the new X-Manor being built. She needed a home where she could learn to control her power and where she would be safe. So off to X-Manor she went in hopes of a safe place to live and learn.
Strengths:
Determined
Level-headed
Kind hearted
Calm
Aware of what's going on
Easy to get along with
Clear and to the point
Weaknesses:
Attention is hard to hold
Too kind hearted sometimes
Too aware of what's going on
Sometimes demanding
Her past haunts her
Pain
RP Sample:
No one realizes how hard it is to be a vampire, leaving your entire family against your own will and then living for possibly thousands of years later. In Jamie's case, she was living near six hundred years after her family had died and her years after her own mate was killed. She had to live everyday knowing she wouldn't see any of them ever again, although she didn't mind not seeing her father nor her brother. Both had been chauvinistic pigs with no respect for women, only looking for some way to 'score'. Her mother, now that had been the only women she ever loved as much as she did in life. Whenever Jamie's husband would beat her, her mother Isabeal would be there for Jamie to help her through those hard times. When Jamie was alive, women were considered baby machines, that's about it.
It was kind of cliche for a vampire to be walking through some form of graveyard since humans thought vampires slept in coffins and such. Oh those stupid humans, thinking they knew everything about the vampire race and how they operated. Silly legends like sleeping in a coffin and loving graveyards. Jamie actually hated graveyards and only came when she was visiting her family. Graveyards were for those who were dead, not those who were the walking dead. Now the walking dead belonged wherever they should roam, in Jamie's mind anyway. Humans just needed to learn that vampires were just like they were, only vampires drank blood and could only come out at night. Oh and they had powers too. Being nocturnal wasn't a bad thing, it just meant a vampire couldn't shop in the stores they wished too like a human could. Whatever the case, Jamie just thought humans needed to advance in the thinking department.
Sighing gently as she came to a slow stop, she looked around at the washed away stones. Each plot held someone that had once been a living, breathing human that had had a life of their own. Some were children, others adults and others stuck somewhere in the middle. Each little space had a body in it that didn't have to be reminded it was dead, that it was walking without a heartbeat. Lucky them. Jamie got that reminder every single day and she hated it but she had to live with it somehow. Every time she came to the graveyard she was reminded that she was dead and should be in one of those plots, not walking around as if nothing had happened to her. It didn't make sense why Jamie had come to the graveyard with her not liking them, she just felt a pull to come here. Slowly, she leaned against the wall of graves and sat down with her back against them. Her eyes stared straight at the wall adjacent to her as she thought about how many people were in the Mausoleum. At least they were dead dead, not walking around without a heart beat.
Your Self:
Name: Mouse
Age: 19
Gender: Female
RP Experience: 7 years
Where did you find us? Ad on The Butterfly Effect
Do you have any other Characters on this site? No
Codes: Ace and Forge
Appearance: - -Hair: Jamie very rarely changes the color of her hair or the style, it's always black because she doesn't want to make it forty different colors. It's always at least shoulder-length but never much longer than that because Jamie wouldn't be able to show off her tattooed wings on her back. If it's not down, as it usually is, it's up in a ponytail so it's easy to flip underneath her helmet. She doesn't like to have it done up fancy or in fifty different hair tie spins because it just becomes tangled. Jamie isn't one to mess around with her hair unless she has to for a banquet or something, it's pointless.
- -eyes: Her eyes are the one thing that are odd about Jamie, other than her obnoxiously short height. Most people would say they are a sharp hazel but with a closer look they are a heightened shade of green that make her eyes quite shocking to look at. She is proud of her eyes, they help her stand out and make her not look so Irish.
- -height: Jamie is teeny tiny. She only stands at a small five feet high so she's less than average in that department. Don't worry, though, she has a presence that makes you know she's there even if she is short.
- -weight: She only weighs one hundred and thirty-one pounds so she's not heavy. She shouldn't be standing at the height she is.
- -Tattoos(ect.): At the current moment Jamie only has three tattoos and a multitude of piercings. Her first tattoo was her custom drawn angel wings that cover her shoulder blades. She received this tattoo when she turned eighteen after she spent months working on the design and saving her money. The next tattoos were twins shamrocks on her hips to recognizer her heritage because she is very Irish. Moving on to piercings, well this may take awhile. Her lobes are pierced four times, followed with one industrial in her right ear, her cartilage twice, daith, her lips three times, septum, double nostril, sternum, nape and her tongue. Quite a lot isn't it? She loves piercings, what can a girl do?
As far as how she acts, Jamie tends to act shy and somewhat girly. She isn't a girly girl but she isn't boyish either. She prefers to keep to stay quiet and keep to her training. Some would say she is boyish and rude since she is so muscular and so quiet. Really, she just prefers to keep to herself as not to make an ass of herself.
Picture:
Celeb: Amelia Dolore
Name: Jamie Elizabeth Manlow
Codename: Firehazard
Age: 25
Apparent Age: 25
Date of Birth: August 13, 1984
Gender: Female
Sexual Orientation: Straight
Powers: Create fire/manipulate fire, extremely fast healing power
Affiliation: X-Men
Personality: So, you would like to know about Jamie? Where to start is the first question, especially when it comes to her personality. Jamie is quiet, always has been due to her work with rehabing abused horses and retraining them to become some of the top horses in their equestrian sport. She's not one often associated with being loud, boisterous, crazy or outgoing, especially when it came to meeting people. She's smile, give a little wave or 'Hello' and fall quiet once more. She just can't seem to push past her wall that she puts up. Someone has to be pretty consistent in getting her to talk for her to put her wall down and open up.
Once that person gets her to relax and talk, she becomes one of the most loveable people in the world. She's cutesy in her own way, with her silly little sayings or her way of just acting cute. Jamie really is silly, and absolutely loves to snuggle with people. Doesn't have to be a boyfriend, she'll just sit down and snuggle with someone because it makes her feel safe. Her ex-boyfriend put her on a run around with his emotions, so she holds them in until she's about to explode or do something stupid. Her first instinct is to go to someone and talk to them about it, but if she can't find someone she'll take it out on herself.
It's not like she's been diagnosed with chronic depression or something like that, she's just an expressive person and loves to talk it out. If someone won't sit there with her, she'll find some way to write about it or most likely draw. If that doesn't work then she goes to herself, and she can't break that habit. It is something she has been doing since...she doesn't even know when she first started but she has been trying so hard not to do it, and has been succeeding. With great help from a friend back home she had been getting ahead of whatever problem she was having, and then he disappeared. So now she's here.
Sexual would be another word for Jamie, she just loves to be 'affectionate' you could say. Touching a guys skin is just something that sends her on a trip for some reason, she does every chance she can too. Being skin to skin with a guy, whether he's built like a Militia Man or lightly toned from general work, is a favorite thing of hers. Hence where she gets her cuddly side from, the warmth from a person keeping her tight to them and keeping her safe is something she'll never forget.
In general words, Jamie is seemingly insecure but she's the most confident person some people have ever met. Give her a loving guy and she becomes a snugglebug, just give her time to relax and open up.
Family:
Aislinn Manlow-53-Lawyer
James Manlow-56-Lawyer
Devin Manlow-24-British Armed Forces
History:
Jamie was born a few years after her older brother Devin was bron in Clonmel, Ireland. She was a normal baby, weight six pounds nine ounces at eighteen inches long and she would stay normal for awhile. When she turned two her parents noticed her development was a bit behind, she wasn't walking and she was barely talking actual words. They took her to the doctor to see if she had a mental disability but the doctors only found her body temperature was elevated to a dangerous degree. They tried everything, from ice baths to packing her in ice for hours at a time but nothing seemed to dent her temperature. It only dropped a degree or two at a time and always went back up after a few minute sof being removed from the cold. Soon, the side effects set in with Jamie having burn-like rashes on her skin from all of the ice and the doctors ran some normal tests.
Everything would come back positive and up until Jamie was five, she would be tested for everything every few months. Doctors never found anything wrong with her, other than her development being a bit behind. She wasn't growing normally,she was a very tiny toddler being the size of a one year old at the age of three and barely the size of a three year old at the age of five. She was given supplements to try and enhance her growth but nothing worked at all. She just would not grow any faster. Her intelligence wasn't hindered, though, when she began to speak she learned the harder words first. When she entered Primary School for the first time it was obvious she was behind in the growth area since most of the first years were twice as big as she, but her intelligence was slightly ahead of theirs. At age seven she would be pushed to skip a grade because she could already read the books the second graders were reading and could do the same maths they could. Jamie completely skipped first grade, going into second grade where the kids were even bigger than the others.
By eight she was on more supplements to try and make her grow but she wouldn't get any taller at a faster rate. She grew slowly, gaining a few inches by fourth year but not many. The average fourth year stood at five feet two inches, Jamie barely broke four feet. The doctors finally gave up with the supplements since there seemed to be no side effects to her growing issues and let her be a normal kid for awhile. Then the other issues started to set in. Whenever it rained, if the rain touched Jamie's skin she would cry in pain. The rain hurt her as if someone were taking a knife to her skin and if it poured, she would pass out from pain. This fascinated the doctors, which made them run a billion and fifteen more tests but nothing came up other than her abnormal body temperature. They decided that the abnormal body temperature may be what was causing the pain from the cold rain, and that that was what caused the burns when she was a baby.
For a few more years she would be left alone until she was eleven or twelve. Jamie's body temperature spiked to a new degree and she stopped growing at five feet. Doctors kept tabs on her height, even though it never changed, and when they saw her body temperature rising they started new tests. Constantly pricking at her, taking blood samples, culturing her blood, among other things just annoyed Jamie. She was trying to be a normal teenager but every time the doctors did another test she would be sick for a week or three. Whatever drugs they pumped into her would make her more and more sick until she couldn't take it anymore. When she turned fourteen she told her parents the tests were to stop before she would become too sick to live. That was the end of the tests, after all, Jamie knew of her power by then.
The downfall to knowing her power was she didn't know exactly how to control it very well. She practiced in a field miles and miles away from other humans so she wouldn't have to worry about anyone getting hurt. While no one would get hurt, Jamie could get severely hurt and no one know about it. That was the case when Jamie was out messing with her fire power, playing with a branch that she would set on fire and then stop the fire. She kept doing this over and over again, the warmth running through her veins making her giggle with excitement. At one point she pretty much threw the fire at the branch, causing a minor explosion that sent parts of the branch into her tiny body. Hours later she would be found unconscious and losing blood by the second. She was sent to the hospital where the doctors tried to determine exactly what happened but they couldn't figure it out. Jamie played Amnesia and said she didn't remember what happened, glad everyone believed her.
That was when she decided she needed to find somewhere to go, where she could deal with her power. The talk of 'Mutants' had come out and Jamie went right to her computer to see what she could find. Well, a fifteen year old can be pretty damn smart at finding these things but Jamie found nothing. All she found were links about the rumors of someone developing a cure for the mutant gene. Jamie decided she would never get the cure because she loved being a 'mutant', she didn't see why it mattered that she was. Keeping it all quiet, she searched for two years to try and find a place to go. When she turned seventeen, right before her senior year of high school, she found St. Xavier's School for Gifted Youngsters. Reading the entire website brought her to realize that was where she wanted to be.
So, she did what every kid would do and went ot her mother to see what she would think. Her mother listened to what Jamie said, watched in horror what Jamie could do and then went to get James Manlow, Jamie's father. He watched in horror as well, asking questions like how long had Jamie known about the power and did the power cause her accident. She admitted to everything but the fight that broke out was horrible. Her parents tried to make it seem like she was not their child, that she was adopted or switched at the hospital. It was impossible to deny her, though, since she did look almost identical to her mother despite her tiny size. Her brother would come home during the fight and start yelling at Jamie about it. Her parents took all of her things out of her room and locked Jamie in it.
For near two weeks she would take the abuse of not being allowed out of her house. Of her brother calling her names and her parents only feeding her her meals. No human contact was driving her insane and she had to get out of the house soon. She had overheard the talk of a Brotherhood against the cure but also talk of the X-Men. It wasn't long after that that her parents decided she would go to this St. Xavier's and she would not come home. Jamie gladly agreed, packing up everything she owned before leaving home. It broke her heart that her parents disowned her like that, that her brother, her closest friend, had decided she was nothing but filth. St. Xavier's held promise, though, and she went to the school with hope of finding a new life. It wasn't long before the government wanted to tear down the school and she would wander for a year or two. Then she heard about the new X-Manor being built. She needed a home where she could learn to control her power and where she would be safe. So off to X-Manor she went in hopes of a safe place to live and learn.
Strengths:
Determined
Level-headed
Kind hearted
Calm
Aware of what's going on
Easy to get along with
Clear and to the point
Weaknesses:
Attention is hard to hold
Too kind hearted sometimes
Too aware of what's going on
Sometimes demanding
Her past haunts her
Pain
RP Sample:
No one realizes how hard it is to be a vampire, leaving your entire family against your own will and then living for possibly thousands of years later. In Jamie's case, she was living near six hundred years after her family had died and her years after her own mate was killed. She had to live everyday knowing she wouldn't see any of them ever again, although she didn't mind not seeing her father nor her brother. Both had been chauvinistic pigs with no respect for women, only looking for some way to 'score'. Her mother, now that had been the only women she ever loved as much as she did in life. Whenever Jamie's husband would beat her, her mother Isabeal would be there for Jamie to help her through those hard times. When Jamie was alive, women were considered baby machines, that's about it.
It was kind of cliche for a vampire to be walking through some form of graveyard since humans thought vampires slept in coffins and such. Oh those stupid humans, thinking they knew everything about the vampire race and how they operated. Silly legends like sleeping in a coffin and loving graveyards. Jamie actually hated graveyards and only came when she was visiting her family. Graveyards were for those who were dead, not those who were the walking dead. Now the walking dead belonged wherever they should roam, in Jamie's mind anyway. Humans just needed to learn that vampires were just like they were, only vampires drank blood and could only come out at night. Oh and they had powers too. Being nocturnal wasn't a bad thing, it just meant a vampire couldn't shop in the stores they wished too like a human could. Whatever the case, Jamie just thought humans needed to advance in the thinking department.
Sighing gently as she came to a slow stop, she looked around at the washed away stones. Each plot held someone that had once been a living, breathing human that had had a life of their own. Some were children, others adults and others stuck somewhere in the middle. Each little space had a body in it that didn't have to be reminded it was dead, that it was walking without a heartbeat. Lucky them. Jamie got that reminder every single day and she hated it but she had to live with it somehow. Every time she came to the graveyard she was reminded that she was dead and should be in one of those plots, not walking around as if nothing had happened to her. It didn't make sense why Jamie had come to the graveyard with her not liking them, she just felt a pull to come here. Slowly, she leaned against the wall of graves and sat down with her back against them. Her eyes stared straight at the wall adjacent to her as she thought about how many people were in the Mausoleum. At least they were dead dead, not walking around without a heart beat.
Your Self:
Name: Mouse
Age: 19
Gender: Female
RP Experience: 7 years
Where did you find us? Ad on The Butterfly Effect
Do you have any other Characters on this site? No
Codes: Ace and Forge
