Post by `Pharaoh on Aug 14, 2011 14:49:50 GMT -5
(( EMILY ANDREA CASTLE ))
(( Introductions ))
``NAME ::
Emily Andrea Castle
``ALIAS ::
Faceless
``AGE ::
15 years
``GENDER ::
Female
``ORIENTATION ::
Straight
``ALLEGIANCE ::
At Risk and Neutral
``JOB ::
Con Artist
(( First Impressions ))
``HAIR ::
Red, thick and beautiful, falling past my shoulders.
``EYES ::
Stunning aqua, neither blue nor green but a fusion of both.
``HEIGHT ::
5' 6"
``WEIGHT ::
128 lbs
``BODY TYPE ::
Natural and average
``ABILITIES ::
My face and body is unusually perfect, symmetrical in every way. I suppose you want to know why? Of course you do. Remember that lovely girl, Mystique? She and I have a bit in common, you see. She could transform herself into any person she desires. Well, I'm very much the same way. My freakish ability is to change into anybody, any time.
The restrictions are nonexistent. I can look like anyone I've seen, or even make up a new face and appearance. Once I have a new person to be, I can revert back to them with considerable ease. Countless days and nights spent in front of a mirror testing my strength has only heightened my skills in such a respect, and my natural-born high IQ lets me improve tenfold.
I've known about being a mutant for five months now, and still managed to reach a level of skill nobody else has mastered. I can transform any clothes or anything else that I touch, or is touching me, along with my own appearance. I've tried other people, but it's a lot harder--one day, I hope to master this and be able to change other people's appearances too.
The only really special thing about this is that if I make myself into another Mutant, I actually have control of their power as well. Not very strong, as I'm not practiced in the art of whatever they do. I don't like to exploit this gift, and usually I won't, but it makes it easier to tell who in today's modern society is actually a secret Mutant as well.
(( Mind Your Manners ))
``LIKES ::
1) Food
2) Friends
3) Smiles
4) Rain
5) Love
``DISLIKES ::
1) Sunshine
2) Pain
3) Making Others Unhappy
4) Being Mutant
5) Hate
``FEARS ::
1) Death
2) Suffering
``PROS ::
1) Genius
2) Lovable
3) Easy To Talk To
4) Widely Accepting Of All
5) Mutant
``CONS ::
1) Low Self Esteem
2) Poor Opinion Of Mutants
3) Acts Without Thinking
4) Very Stubborn
5) Mutant
``SKILLS ::
1) Lying
2) Stealing
3) Writing
``OVERALL ::
Well, I'm pretty straightforward. I'm more aggressive than passive, love to write, sing, dance, and act. I always found theater was my calling, because when you act as a character you "put on their face" as I used to say. Now I just hate the irony.
I was once very laid-back, sweet, caring, compassionate, loving, easy to talk to, etc. Now I'm cold and hard and very down-to-earth. Why? Because that's what the world made me. It's hard to be yourself when around every corner someone waits to catch you and turn you in for being yourself.
(( In the Past ))
``PARENTS ::
As far as I know, still happily married
``SIBLINGS ::
One brother
``OTHERS ::
I've got nobody
``PARTNER ::
Who would ever love me anyway?
``HISTORY ::
Ever since I was born, I've had incredibly unstable cells in my body. As a child they would flicker between what they were supposed to be and what else they could be. I ended up with patches of multicolored skin, hair, eyes, etc. The doctors merely said it was a new form of genetic something-or-other, and they declared I must be given up to study. My parents refused, and kept me.
When I reached two years old, my cells seemed to find what they wanted to be and stopped shifting form. Whatever "disease" I'd had was miraculously cured, and I was left to live a normal life. Any marks on my name as a baby that could've read Mutant were gone now, and I was merely decided as a freak child instead.
So big surprise when I turn fifteen, right? Right. I met this absolutely adorable boy one night, who was perfect in every way, and when I woke up the next morning after having thought all night about him, I happened to look identical to him. Yeah. Clothes, hair, everything down to the glasses. I had a major breakdown, but hid up in my room away from my parents. Eventually I was looking like myself again.
This continued, until I began to master the art of it all. Unstable cells had returned--actually, never really left--and I was deemed a real Mutant again. Self-proclaimed, since I never told my parents. One day I wrote them a letter and left. I said goodbye to the boy of my dreams, too, in a letter left on his doorstep.
I've basically been wandering ever since. When the cops are around, I change myself to whoever I want to be. I can get into any place, any time. I made my face perfect, but other than that, have been a pale-skinned redhead all my days. If ever Mutants can be accepted, I'll go home, but until that day I plan on doing whatever it takes to survive.
(( Behind the Mask ))
``YOUR NAME ::
Pharaoh
``YOUR AGE ::
Undisclosed
``YOUR GENDER ::
Female
``NOTES ::
Short personality. One, I got lazy, two, I can't wait to RP her out a bit more. :3
``PUPPETS ::
N/A
``RULE CHECK ::
Hidden Society
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