Post by Roxy on Oct 11, 2010 11:57:48 GMT -4
Given Name: Roxanne "Roxy" Spaulding
Codename: Freefall
Age: 18
Detailed Description of Powers: Gravity Field Manipulation/shield. Freefall has the super ability to control gravity in a limited area around her. She can cause objects to weigh up to ten times normal, or she can reverse gravity and apply ten times the objects weight to cause it to fall up. She has also been known to cause a gravity force field to protect herself and others from danger. Using her power to lift herself and others, she can fly at 140 mph.
Originally from: Brooklyn
Known Family: Caitlin Fairchild
Physical Description: 5'6", 120lbs, short black hair with pink bangs.
Personality: Out-going party animal, socialite, sometimes a hot head
Other: (Feel free to include any extra information here, such as likes, dislikes, habits, hobbies... etc.) she has a large love for motorcycles and anything that zooms at dangerous speeds. she loves shopping...and shoplifting even more. and is addicted to cigarettes, even though she claims to be "cutting down" her addiction. She loved video games and boys.
Bio: Roxanne "Roxy" Spaulding was one of many mutants who cultivated a "bad girl" reputation due to her opposition to the law, but Roxy's really a compassionate and loving girl who loves to party and hopes to find her true beau. Always looking for kicks, she was a merry prankster even before she went fugitive. This trouble making spirit, however, hides a serious side. While some have been able to discover something about their family, Roxy has failed to find even her stepmother. Freefall is known for her bad habits (including smoking, whining, not wanting to do dishes, jaw-breaking diction, and an often intolerable attitude), but these traits are what make her a special part of the team.
And in the Interview:
Why did you choose our site?: because I've been here before. met lovely role-players, and wish to continue to build this character up.
What about this character do you like?: I believe she's the cartoon version of me, except with the shoplifting and smoking lol. I'd say she's a shadow of my former self.
Have you ever RPed before? Where?: (If you wish, you can include a link to other RPGs here) yep. years ago. here and a few other sites.
Please write a sample post for the character you want below: (*Ideas: Do something with someone (but don't control their character). Make it more than a one liner. Just post like you would in any other place.)
She didn't know how long she was unconscious, buried under the rubble of the old world. Last thing she remembered was... Nothing. She remembered nothing. There were remnants of vague images coursing through her mind. Something about leather, lasers, scaffolds, destruction, mansions... it was all too much to gather. She exhaled grunt tones in disagreement with her condition, an arm covering her abdomen as she brought her dust covered body to sit up; bits of dust and debris falling from her torn leather jacket. A jacket that once bore a patch on her right sleeve. One that she noticed had been torn away. The significance of it, she just couldn't remember.
Roxy took a few deep breaths before slowly opening her eyes. purple hues resting on the large gash that stained her right arm as she clamped down on her side. She was sure there were shards of glass cutting into her palm from her insides, gaping pools of blood between her fingertips to fall in blotches on the pavement.
She couldn't sit there - She had to get up.
Roxanne drew a sharp breath as she staggered to her feet, catching onto a wall with her free hand to keep from toppling forward, then rested her back against the wall, grumbling through a string of curses.
This is some BULLSH*T! she mentally screamed as she tightly shut her eyes, breathing heavily through her nose. Swallowing hard, she reopened them and glanced around, seeing nothing but vacant streets and shut down buildings. dust littered the streets, the only visible signs of life were what few birds were seen flying high over the buildings as if they were fleeing from the destruction.
Knowing she was too weak to fly with them, she scoffed. Roxy started forward, clutching her side in resentment.
Codename: Freefall
Age: 18
Detailed Description of Powers: Gravity Field Manipulation/shield. Freefall has the super ability to control gravity in a limited area around her. She can cause objects to weigh up to ten times normal, or she can reverse gravity and apply ten times the objects weight to cause it to fall up. She has also been known to cause a gravity force field to protect herself and others from danger. Using her power to lift herself and others, she can fly at 140 mph.
Originally from: Brooklyn
Known Family: Caitlin Fairchild
Physical Description: 5'6", 120lbs, short black hair with pink bangs.
Personality: Out-going party animal, socialite, sometimes a hot head
Other: (Feel free to include any extra information here, such as likes, dislikes, habits, hobbies... etc.) she has a large love for motorcycles and anything that zooms at dangerous speeds. she loves shopping...and shoplifting even more. and is addicted to cigarettes, even though she claims to be "cutting down" her addiction. She loved video games and boys.
Bio: Roxanne "Roxy" Spaulding was one of many mutants who cultivated a "bad girl" reputation due to her opposition to the law, but Roxy's really a compassionate and loving girl who loves to party and hopes to find her true beau. Always looking for kicks, she was a merry prankster even before she went fugitive. This trouble making spirit, however, hides a serious side. While some have been able to discover something about their family, Roxy has failed to find even her stepmother. Freefall is known for her bad habits (including smoking, whining, not wanting to do dishes, jaw-breaking diction, and an often intolerable attitude), but these traits are what make her a special part of the team.
And in the Interview:
Why did you choose our site?: because I've been here before. met lovely role-players, and wish to continue to build this character up.
What about this character do you like?: I believe she's the cartoon version of me, except with the shoplifting and smoking lol. I'd say she's a shadow of my former self.
Have you ever RPed before? Where?: (If you wish, you can include a link to other RPGs here) yep. years ago. here and a few other sites.
Please write a sample post for the character you want below: (*Ideas: Do something with someone (but don't control their character). Make it more than a one liner. Just post like you would in any other place.)
She didn't know how long she was unconscious, buried under the rubble of the old world. Last thing she remembered was... Nothing. She remembered nothing. There were remnants of vague images coursing through her mind. Something about leather, lasers, scaffolds, destruction, mansions... it was all too much to gather. She exhaled grunt tones in disagreement with her condition, an arm covering her abdomen as she brought her dust covered body to sit up; bits of dust and debris falling from her torn leather jacket. A jacket that once bore a patch on her right sleeve. One that she noticed had been torn away. The significance of it, she just couldn't remember.
Roxy took a few deep breaths before slowly opening her eyes. purple hues resting on the large gash that stained her right arm as she clamped down on her side. She was sure there were shards of glass cutting into her palm from her insides, gaping pools of blood between her fingertips to fall in blotches on the pavement.
She couldn't sit there - She had to get up.
Roxanne drew a sharp breath as she staggered to her feet, catching onto a wall with her free hand to keep from toppling forward, then rested her back against the wall, grumbling through a string of curses.
This is some BULLSH*T! she mentally screamed as she tightly shut her eyes, breathing heavily through her nose. Swallowing hard, she reopened them and glanced around, seeing nothing but vacant streets and shut down buildings. dust littered the streets, the only visible signs of life were what few birds were seen flying high over the buildings as if they were fleeing from the destruction.
Knowing she was too weak to fly with them, she scoffed. Roxy started forward, clutching her side in resentment.
i really like her attitude. It'll also give me more time to build Vapor's background while the toon is off the boards. ^_^
