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Post by Fate on Jun 20, 2007 13:43:54 GMT -4
Tiffany Huntly has landed a pretty awesome deal. She's working for the most important media man in the country, and she gets to not only meet the world's most famous, glamorous and influential people, but she gets to interview them too. Life couldn't be better...scratch that. It could. You see, Tiffany's perfect job has a distinct and un-ignorable blemish. That blemish goes by the name of Robert Drake, her partner. Work partner, nothing else. Definitely nothing else. No matter what the blemish has to say about it. He was awkward, childish, and irritating, and he got under Tiffany's skin every second she spent with him - but it wasn't like she could complain, she needed this job, she loved this job. If only she didn't have to do it with him.
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Post by infernowisp on Jul 1, 2007 2:58:03 GMT -4
Name: Tiffany Huntly
Codename: Infern-O-Wisp
Age: 17
Originally from: Los Angeles, California.
Known Family: Mother- Melanie Huntly and Father- Christopher Huntly.
Physical Description- Height: 5’ 8” Weight:120 lbs Eyes: Green Hair: Strawberry Blond Build: Slim and Slender
Personality: Strict, Stern, and Harsh. She was a cold fire, Tiffany. One who was all work and no play. She had little to say to those that couldn't get their work done and nothing infuriated her more than wasted time. Time on shoes, clothes, or gossip. Having always despised many of the girls in her age range who would whittle their time away on frivolous things. Pathetic, she thought, simply pathetic.
Average Look: Tiffany could care less about her appearance for its "Statement". All she worries about is creating a professional and clean look. This limits her choices to pressed shirts under boring and dull colored business suits. Skirts at times, if she is feeling particularly wild. They might even come up to the knee--but that's pushing it. Heels for going out, flats for everything else. Her beautiful hair is rarely seen in anything other than a tight bun at the top of her head. Less of a distraction that way. And cheap, dime-store glasses are always covering her eyes, merely so she could see.
Hobbies: Tiffany is a work-a-holic. Her career is her life. There's the reason why she's one of the youngest professional reporter and interviewer in the world, because she doesn't have time for "Fun".
Powers: Pyrokinesis-Control over fire.
Manifestation: A small, flaming orb, a wisp, whom she has named “Flicker”. It is about the size of a softball, perfectly round, and with fire trailing up to a point about 5 inches above the crackling center. There is no residue flame and will never jump to any spot unless “Flicker” has actively touched it. It all reforms into the wisp when the desired effect has been achieved. “Flicker” can also increase or decrease in intensity, often used as a way to express “emotion”.
Uses: “Flicker” can instantly ignite anything it touches, as well as change its shape in order to engulf a certain mass within its flame. Tiffany can also, by taking hold of the orb, cause the flame to expand over her like a second skin.
Limitations: Tiffany doesn’t believe she is in control of her powers, devoting all of it to “Flicker”. She believes it has a mind of its own and that she cannot actually force it to do anything. Therefor, all of the goodwill between them comes from Tiffany’s belief that “Flicker” wishes to protect her.
Bio: Tiffany was born into an impoverished family. Her mother and father had never amounted to anything in their life. They were common people who would work from nine to five and then spend all that money on wasteful things like clothes or television. Keeping the Huntly estate always just above the poverty line. Tiffany had always aspired despite this. Wanting to work against and away from her parents mistakes. She was an honor student all through her academic career. Every paper or project she did she did with the utmost skill.
She had always had a special love of journalism though. Becoming the editor in chief of her ratty public school's newspaper by the end of her sophomore year. By the middle of her junior year she had done a massive expose of the corruption of her school's board of education. Having found money from the school fund being embezzled in the name's of the board's members. Through her work several officials were both fired and fined for fraud. It was just chump change for Tiffany though. She knew that no school newspaper, no matter how good the seedy high school story, would put her at the top. Then he came along
Guido Carosella. He had picked up on Tiffany's work as the ripple of her ruthless tactics for journalism. Tiffany was, for the first time in her life, shocked when a job came to her. She dropped everything, immediately. She all but pushed her parents down to the ground in order to get out to her dream job as quickly as possible. It was her big break. Her great chance to finally show her talent off in a real job. Doing real work.
Then she met him.
Bobby--Bobby--BOBBY! Never before had a name been so synonymous with Satan--Pest--Or Torture than that of Bobby Drake. He was the thorn in her side. The eternal annoyance. He was always there to muck up her great plans. Always there to make her headache worse. Always there to make her wish she had never taken the job.
But nothing would take this opportunity away from her. Not even Bobby. She knew these things were just sent to try her. So, she merely bites her tongue stoically as she has with all trials in her life--and gets back to work.
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Post by Hank McCoy on Jul 11, 2007 1:53:17 GMT -4
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