Post by Giovanni♠Alexis on Jul 17, 2009 14:00:38 GMT -6
Your Character:
Appearance: Long black course hair which she usually leaves tied in a pony tail. Her figure is slim, but toned, the type of body which cannot carry a lot of strength but a lot of speed. Her appearance does not change when she is using her power but the smell of blood and sometimes rot occurs whenever she does, unless she uses her ability for a long period of time or to a point where her eyes will turn pure black
Picture:
Celeb: Liliana Domínguez
Name: Alexis Cooper
Codename: Reaper
Age: 21
Apparent Age: 21
Date of Birth:22nd of February
Gender: Female
Sexual Orientation: Bi
Powers: Necromancy
Alexis can raise the dead, anything that's dead, be it bird, cat, dog or human and control them. the only people she can not raise or more can not control are those who could raise the dead themselves. If a body is too far gone it will be raised as a ghost almost, a cloud of dust which will consume anything it meets.
Clairvoyance.
When she touches an object of significance she can see it's history if she allows herself, or even a person's history, but this is willing and causes her a lot of pain. She also has an amount of mediumship, being able to talk to the dead during the night, or sometimes she has the dead speak through her, however she can not always control this and has been known to be possessed during the night for periods up to twenty minutes.
Affiliation: X-Men
Personality:
Alex isn't much of a extrovert, her abilities tend to be the type which weird out even fellow x-men. She tends to keep to herself and after sundown is often seen mumbling to herself. Alex used to keep a low profile when she was younger but lately she just stopped caring, everyone thought she was a little odd and she could live with that, if they wanted to talk to her so be it, if they didn't that was their problem. She acts hard and callus on the outside a lot of the time, not particularly good with relationships that go beyond professionalism, but secretly can become quite girly when it comes to animals or small children.
Family: Mother - Regan Velez (changed her name to Cooper after marrage) - 58 - Unemployed
Luis Cooper - 54 - Construction
Ethan Cooper - 25 - older brother - Journalist
History:
As the baby in the family Alexis was doted on as a child until she was roughly five. Her mother was so proud to have both a daughter and son and though the siblings often fought Ethan would always look after her and took pride in being an older brother. The family owned an Alsation named Trillion as the children grew up, whenever either Ethan or Alexis were being bullied in the neightbourhood Trillion would step forward and look after the two children seeing them as her puppies in a way. But Trillion met her maker at the bonnet of a car when Alexis was but five years old.
The family grieved for their lost pet and guard. All but Alexis, every night the young girl could see her beloved pet sitting next to her, the way she always did in life. One morning Alexis woke and next to her was the cold dead body of the creature that once cared for her, wagging it's tail happily. Trillion still had dirt trapped to her fur, her large brown eyes turned white from death, and yet there she was, sitting, looking expectantly. Alexis screamed to her family that Trillion had come back, just as she'd told them. But her mother and father were not as naive as to accept the corpse as their pet returned, they killed the dog themselves, burning it in the back garden. Alexis had never understood what had occurred as her family cried and burned their beloved animal, or at least not at that age, after time had passed not only did trillion come back but any road kill from over a mile off. Living in the country made it easier to hide as Alexis parents barricaded any opening in the house to stop Alexis bringing in any creature during the night.
By the time Alexis was ten, living in the middle of nowhere or not, she was spotted. Her parents were horrified and saw it as though their reputation had been ruined and her brother envied her for what made her special. The Californian institute came to their house and asked to talk to her. She was taken in after that as another student, and taught how not to raise just anything in her sleep. She gained control of what she was but the only way she could was through using what gifts she had and became known as Reaper for her ability. She learnt not only to stop them arising but how to control them. It was only as she grew older she was glad the academy had found her, anyone else would see her as a weapon in being able to bring about an unkillable army. Not even fire worked as when trillion died she was then just a mist in the air, no one but Alex noticed that mist, but when she wanted she could have torn up the house, but when Alex came home again she put the creature to rest. Alexis had been always smart with numbers and the likes and wished to remain behind in the school to teach mathematics to students who went in.
Strengths:
smart, good with numbers
Her abilities allow her to raise an army
Is able to speak with the dead
is quite beautiful
Knows how not to be hurt by things such as morality for what she has to do
Weaknesses:
Alexis can lose control of her zombies at time
The smell of when she raises them tends to frighten most people, the smell can follow her around for up to 24 hours after raising causing her to smell like blood
She doesn't understand people very well and unless they say what they want she will not understand
With her abilities she finds it hard to relate to others who are still alive
She can suffer a lot from her Clairvoyant ability, putting her into pain for days at times
RP Sample: It was eight in the morning. Charles was always here early to set up the place for the staff in the various other shops that would come here for breakfast. He switched on the coffee machine, intending to sneak a cup and a cigarette before his shift started, or the boss caught him. Charles was one of those people who couldn't even think straight without a whores breakfast of coffee and cigarettes. By sneaking it at work he saved money for rent, which in truth was the main reason why he came in so early. Charles turned on all the lights and the radio, heated up the ovens and hobs for the cooking staff before grabbing a cup of coffee and sneaking out the back door.
Standing outside in the cold morning with a cigarette in one hand and a cup of hot fresh coffee was Charles ideal morning. He hated when he rained in the morning more then any other time of day because it meant he had to stand out in it or skip his cigarette until lunch, which was not an option for him. Taking a deep drag of the cigarette he felt his senses almost physically relax before he looked up at the clear summer sky, the colour of powder blue.
Charles smiled a little before taking the last gulp of coffee and stubbing the cigarette out under foot. He wondered inside at half past eight, just the time for everyone to start arriving. Charles left the cup in one of the sinks for the bus-boys to deal with, they never asked about the mysterious cups in the morning and Charles never brought them up. The chef had just arrived and was starting to pre-cook for the expected customers, sure not all of them would show up every day but if they didn't someone else was bound to order the pre-cooked food.
Charles wore a black t-shirt and jeans, with an apron around his waist where he carried his note book and pen for taking orders. There was no set uniform other then any black t-shirt and jeans as some of the people, Charles included, just couldn't afford to buy uniforms for under the table jobs like this. A new waiter of waitress was scheduled to join this morning ritual after the last one left to go to a grind school. Charles hated the new staff, they always screwed up the orders, or dropped things, and the rest of the staff would then be blamed for not warning them about the one patch of the floor where a child dropped their drink or something. Yeah chances were this was going to be a nightmare. Charles took a seat in one of the booths waiting for all the staff to arrive so that they could open.
Your Self:
Name: Darky
Age: 18
Gender: female
RP Experience: Over 3 years
Where did you find us? Vertigo Academy
Do you have any other Characters on this site? not yet
Codes: Accepted
Appearance: Long black course hair which she usually leaves tied in a pony tail. Her figure is slim, but toned, the type of body which cannot carry a lot of strength but a lot of speed. Her appearance does not change when she is using her power but the smell of blood and sometimes rot occurs whenever she does, unless she uses her ability for a long period of time or to a point where her eyes will turn pure black
Picture:
Celeb: Liliana Domínguez
Name: Alexis Cooper
Codename: Reaper
Age: 21
Apparent Age: 21
Date of Birth:22nd of February
Gender: Female
Sexual Orientation: Bi
Powers: Necromancy
Alexis can raise the dead, anything that's dead, be it bird, cat, dog or human and control them. the only people she can not raise or more can not control are those who could raise the dead themselves. If a body is too far gone it will be raised as a ghost almost, a cloud of dust which will consume anything it meets.
Clairvoyance.
When she touches an object of significance she can see it's history if she allows herself, or even a person's history, but this is willing and causes her a lot of pain. She also has an amount of mediumship, being able to talk to the dead during the night, or sometimes she has the dead speak through her, however she can not always control this and has been known to be possessed during the night for periods up to twenty minutes.
Affiliation: X-Men
Personality:
Alex isn't much of a extrovert, her abilities tend to be the type which weird out even fellow x-men. She tends to keep to herself and after sundown is often seen mumbling to herself. Alex used to keep a low profile when she was younger but lately she just stopped caring, everyone thought she was a little odd and she could live with that, if they wanted to talk to her so be it, if they didn't that was their problem. She acts hard and callus on the outside a lot of the time, not particularly good with relationships that go beyond professionalism, but secretly can become quite girly when it comes to animals or small children.
Family: Mother - Regan Velez (changed her name to Cooper after marrage) - 58 - Unemployed
Luis Cooper - 54 - Construction
Ethan Cooper - 25 - older brother - Journalist
History:
As the baby in the family Alexis was doted on as a child until she was roughly five. Her mother was so proud to have both a daughter and son and though the siblings often fought Ethan would always look after her and took pride in being an older brother. The family owned an Alsation named Trillion as the children grew up, whenever either Ethan or Alexis were being bullied in the neightbourhood Trillion would step forward and look after the two children seeing them as her puppies in a way. But Trillion met her maker at the bonnet of a car when Alexis was but five years old.
The family grieved for their lost pet and guard. All but Alexis, every night the young girl could see her beloved pet sitting next to her, the way she always did in life. One morning Alexis woke and next to her was the cold dead body of the creature that once cared for her, wagging it's tail happily. Trillion still had dirt trapped to her fur, her large brown eyes turned white from death, and yet there she was, sitting, looking expectantly. Alexis screamed to her family that Trillion had come back, just as she'd told them. But her mother and father were not as naive as to accept the corpse as their pet returned, they killed the dog themselves, burning it in the back garden. Alexis had never understood what had occurred as her family cried and burned their beloved animal, or at least not at that age, after time had passed not only did trillion come back but any road kill from over a mile off. Living in the country made it easier to hide as Alexis parents barricaded any opening in the house to stop Alexis bringing in any creature during the night.
By the time Alexis was ten, living in the middle of nowhere or not, she was spotted. Her parents were horrified and saw it as though their reputation had been ruined and her brother envied her for what made her special. The Californian institute came to their house and asked to talk to her. She was taken in after that as another student, and taught how not to raise just anything in her sleep. She gained control of what she was but the only way she could was through using what gifts she had and became known as Reaper for her ability. She learnt not only to stop them arising but how to control them. It was only as she grew older she was glad the academy had found her, anyone else would see her as a weapon in being able to bring about an unkillable army. Not even fire worked as when trillion died she was then just a mist in the air, no one but Alex noticed that mist, but when she wanted she could have torn up the house, but when Alex came home again she put the creature to rest. Alexis had been always smart with numbers and the likes and wished to remain behind in the school to teach mathematics to students who went in.
Strengths:
smart, good with numbers
Her abilities allow her to raise an army
Is able to speak with the dead
is quite beautiful
Knows how not to be hurt by things such as morality for what she has to do
Weaknesses:
Alexis can lose control of her zombies at time
The smell of when she raises them tends to frighten most people, the smell can follow her around for up to 24 hours after raising causing her to smell like blood
She doesn't understand people very well and unless they say what they want she will not understand
With her abilities she finds it hard to relate to others who are still alive
She can suffer a lot from her Clairvoyant ability, putting her into pain for days at times
RP Sample: It was eight in the morning. Charles was always here early to set up the place for the staff in the various other shops that would come here for breakfast. He switched on the coffee machine, intending to sneak a cup and a cigarette before his shift started, or the boss caught him. Charles was one of those people who couldn't even think straight without a whores breakfast of coffee and cigarettes. By sneaking it at work he saved money for rent, which in truth was the main reason why he came in so early. Charles turned on all the lights and the radio, heated up the ovens and hobs for the cooking staff before grabbing a cup of coffee and sneaking out the back door.
Standing outside in the cold morning with a cigarette in one hand and a cup of hot fresh coffee was Charles ideal morning. He hated when he rained in the morning more then any other time of day because it meant he had to stand out in it or skip his cigarette until lunch, which was not an option for him. Taking a deep drag of the cigarette he felt his senses almost physically relax before he looked up at the clear summer sky, the colour of powder blue.
Charles smiled a little before taking the last gulp of coffee and stubbing the cigarette out under foot. He wondered inside at half past eight, just the time for everyone to start arriving. Charles left the cup in one of the sinks for the bus-boys to deal with, they never asked about the mysterious cups in the morning and Charles never brought them up. The chef had just arrived and was starting to pre-cook for the expected customers, sure not all of them would show up every day but if they didn't someone else was bound to order the pre-cooked food.
Charles wore a black t-shirt and jeans, with an apron around his waist where he carried his note book and pen for taking orders. There was no set uniform other then any black t-shirt and jeans as some of the people, Charles included, just couldn't afford to buy uniforms for under the table jobs like this. A new waiter of waitress was scheduled to join this morning ritual after the last one left to go to a grind school. Charles hated the new staff, they always screwed up the orders, or dropped things, and the rest of the staff would then be blamed for not warning them about the one patch of the floor where a child dropped their drink or something. Yeah chances were this was going to be a nightmare. Charles took a seat in one of the booths waiting for all the staff to arrive so that they could open.
Your Self:
Name: Darky
Age: 18
Gender: female
RP Experience: Over 3 years
Where did you find us? Vertigo Academy
Do you have any other Characters on this site? not yet
Codes: Accepted
