Post by raven on Feb 15, 2009 7:16:54 GMT -4
Given Name: Unknown (She’s most commonly known as, Raven Darkholme by many though.)
Codename: Mystique
Age: Unknown
Detailed Description of Powers: Mystique has the ability to shift the atoms of her body, which results in her being able to transform into anyone she desires. It takes just seconds for this to transpire and it includes both sexes! She can duplicate anyone’s retina, finger or even vocal cord as an added bonus.
Originally from: Unknown
Known Family: (Do I need permission from Kurt and Rogue?)
Physical Description: Mystique has shoulder length red hair with eerie yellow eyes. Her scaly, blue skin sets her apart from everyone else. Lucky for her, she’s been granted the ability to alter her appearance.
Personality: Mystique’s not to be played with, she’s not a toy. Even though at times she’s been treated like one and still is to this date to a certain degree. Her past is unknown to many, and a lot of mystery surrounds this woman. She doesn’t speak very much, but from what she displays through actions, she always seems calm, cool and collected.
Other: (Feel free to include any extra information here, such as likes, dislikes, habits, hobbies... etc.)
Bio: What do I put here? Not much is known about this b!tch?
And in the Interview:
Why did you choose our site?: To better my writing skills.
What about this character do you like?: There’s a lot of different directions you can take her.
Have you ever RPed before? Where?: Nope.
Please write a sample post for the character you want below: It had just gone 11:00 in the night when the pizza boy arrived. The streets were deserted and only a faint sound of a dog barking could be heard in the background. “Ah, the sixth sense,“ the boy whispered to himself. Slamming the car door, he reached into the boot of the rusty car and pulled out a slightly damaged pizza box.
Surveying his surroundings, he continued towards his destination. The house stood out from all the rest; probably due to the fact it had two cars in the driveway and not one. The grass was neatly trimmed, the bay windows crystal clear. It seemed such a lovely place to live.
Arriving at the front door the boy pushed the doorbell… After a couple of minutes a shady voice whispered, “Who is it?” “Pizza delivery!” replied the boy. The tension could be felt between these two individuals even through a sturdy door. “Oh right, yeah, just leave it outside,” the man said with a slightly raised voice this time. “Sir, I can’t do that, you have to sign for this.” The door opened slightly and the man peered through before realising it was actually the pizza he’d ordered over two hours ago now.
“You’re late… and what the hell is this?” he demanded pointing at the damaged pizza box. The boy lifted the lid carefully and said, “This is exactly what you ordered,” he said with a smirk. “Oh, and what’s that?” shouted the man. A faint sound was then heard. “A hit man!”
The hefty man fell to the floor as the boy closed the lid of the pizza box, which now had a hole through. The boy knelt down beside the man, checking every now and then over his shoulder. He rummaged through the dead man’s pocket’s and finally found what he was looking for. It was card that had the letters, “FoH,” printed in the top right hand corner.
Arriving back at the car the boy glanced into the rear view mirror. Nothing could be seen, but the same dog could still be heard. “Looks like you knew trouble was coming all along!” The boy’s pupils then glistened with a hint of sunshine.
Codename: Mystique
Age: Unknown
Detailed Description of Powers: Mystique has the ability to shift the atoms of her body, which results in her being able to transform into anyone she desires. It takes just seconds for this to transpire and it includes both sexes! She can duplicate anyone’s retina, finger or even vocal cord as an added bonus.
Originally from: Unknown
Known Family: (Do I need permission from Kurt and Rogue?)
Physical Description: Mystique has shoulder length red hair with eerie yellow eyes. Her scaly, blue skin sets her apart from everyone else. Lucky for her, she’s been granted the ability to alter her appearance.
Personality: Mystique’s not to be played with, she’s not a toy. Even though at times she’s been treated like one and still is to this date to a certain degree. Her past is unknown to many, and a lot of mystery surrounds this woman. She doesn’t speak very much, but from what she displays through actions, she always seems calm, cool and collected.
Other: (Feel free to include any extra information here, such as likes, dislikes, habits, hobbies... etc.)
Bio: What do I put here? Not much is known about this b!tch?
And in the Interview:
Why did you choose our site?: To better my writing skills.
What about this character do you like?: There’s a lot of different directions you can take her.
Have you ever RPed before? Where?: Nope.
Please write a sample post for the character you want below: It had just gone 11:00 in the night when the pizza boy arrived. The streets were deserted and only a faint sound of a dog barking could be heard in the background. “Ah, the sixth sense,“ the boy whispered to himself. Slamming the car door, he reached into the boot of the rusty car and pulled out a slightly damaged pizza box.
Surveying his surroundings, he continued towards his destination. The house stood out from all the rest; probably due to the fact it had two cars in the driveway and not one. The grass was neatly trimmed, the bay windows crystal clear. It seemed such a lovely place to live.
Arriving at the front door the boy pushed the doorbell… After a couple of minutes a shady voice whispered, “Who is it?” “Pizza delivery!” replied the boy. The tension could be felt between these two individuals even through a sturdy door. “Oh right, yeah, just leave it outside,” the man said with a slightly raised voice this time. “Sir, I can’t do that, you have to sign for this.” The door opened slightly and the man peered through before realising it was actually the pizza he’d ordered over two hours ago now.
“You’re late… and what the hell is this?” he demanded pointing at the damaged pizza box. The boy lifted the lid carefully and said, “This is exactly what you ordered,” he said with a smirk. “Oh, and what’s that?” shouted the man. A faint sound was then heard. “A hit man!”
The hefty man fell to the floor as the boy closed the lid of the pizza box, which now had a hole through. The boy knelt down beside the man, checking every now and then over his shoulder. He rummaged through the dead man’s pocket’s and finally found what he was looking for. It was card that had the letters, “FoH,” printed in the top right hand corner.
Arriving back at the car the boy glanced into the rear view mirror. Nothing could be seen, but the same dog could still be heard. “Looks like you knew trouble was coming all along!” The boy’s pupils then glistened with a hint of sunshine.