Post by ivanna on Jan 30, 2010 1:46:23 GMT -5
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Name: Audrey
Age: 29
RP Experience: Almost ten years
Activity Level: Depends. Sometimes Daily, but often only every few days. No less than weekly.- The Character -
Name:Elizaveta Downe
Alias: Ivanna
Species: Fallen Angel
Age: Appears 19
Gender: Female
Team Affiliation: None/Lone
Member Group: Neutral
Canon: No
Appearance: At least a paragraph consisting of 6-8 sentences.
Ivanna has a soft and delicate looking face. Most people judging by her appearance would assume she was a pushover, but one look into her sorrow filled gray eyes would see the steel within them, unmasked by the sadness and pain.
Her hair is left in a long disarray that reaches her waist. She rarely does much of anything with it. The wavy tendrils catch the light, giving it a change appearance, from a silvery blond to a golden color. Even though she neglects her hair, it remains soft and smooth.
She has a willowy frame that suits her five foot nine inch height well. The only flaw upon her would be the metal that protrudes from the strange and intricate tattoo upon her back. Another thing that many people might find as a flaw are her large white wings. Although, those are only there for two weeks of every month.
Personality: At least a paragraph consisting of 6-8 sentences.
Ivanna began as a simple innocent angel. She didn't understand any of the strange emotions that mortals experience. She of course had felt happiness, and joy. Never any thing negative. That changed when she fell in love, and with that came fear, hurt and sadness.
Instead of becoming cynical and bitter because of the things that happened after her biggest mistake, she tries to understand people. She wants to help anyone and everyone she can. She may not trust easily, always judging auras, thoughts and emotions first. She gives everyone the benefit of the doubt.
Overall, she is friendly, easygoing and forthcoming. She enjoys being with people, and has a childlike sense of humor.
Likes or Dislikes:
[li]Cooking
[/li][li]Honesty
[/li][li]Halter Tops & Tank tops
[/li][li]Flying
[/li][li]Helping others
[/li][li]Children
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[li]Cruelty
[/li][li]Anger
[/li][li]Selfish People
[/li][li]Being taken advantage of
[/li][li]Scientists
[/li][li]Losing her wings
[/li][li]Inability to control her empathy
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Strengths and Weaknesses:
[li]Heals extremely quickly{Also can heal others}
[/li][li]Controls Wind
[/li][li]Ability to see auras
[/li][li]Empathetic {Feels others emotions}
[/li][li]Telepathic {Including seeing images as well as hearing thoughts}
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[li]Loses her wings every month
[/li][li]Afraid of the Dark
[/li][li]Perhaps too trusting
[/li][li]Can't block out thoughts, emotions, or auras.
[/li][li]When she heals others, she can feel their pain. She feels it for the same amount of time it they would have felt it. Her own injuries leave the same lingering pain.
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History: At least two paragraphs, each consisting of 6-8 sentences.
As an angel, Elizaveta lived in the Kingdom of Heaven and was one of the Watchers, and possibly as Investigators. She was assigned to certain mortals on the different worlds and spent her time observing them and reporting what she learned. Much of what she saw and reported lead to the Judgment upon those mortals. She had never seen anything wrong with her life, even though she knew that many deaths were a direct result of her findings. She never questioned. Not why those people were chosen, or what lead the the decision.
Until, Jack Syler.
He was her last assignment. She observed him for a couple years, keeping meticulous records of his activities. Finally, the Council decided that an Investigation was needed. She accepted the request. Her task was to interact with him. Test his emotions, beliefs and thoughts against his actions and words. In the few months that she was on his world, she gathered that he was compassionate, caring, and honest. She reported everything to the council, only leaving out the fact that she has begun to feel forbidden emotions for this mortal.
Soon she was removed from job. The Council has reached a verdict. Death, a painful lesson. She tried to let it go, to go back to her normal routine. She simply could not get him out of her mind.
On the scheduled night, she traded duties with another and sneaked away. It was not unusual for angels to have trysts with one another, so she didn't arise suspicions. She watched as the Punisher dealt with him, waiting. Once Jack was alone, she used her powers to heal him. It drained her, he was so close to death. She lost consciousness. His reaction to seeing her jerked her back to consciousness. He loathed the sight of her. Even though she had saved his life, he saw only that she wasn't who he had thought, and that she was no different from the one who had tried to kill him. He rejected her. The Council banished her when they learned what happened, and why.
She was cast from heaven and sentenced to live among the mortals until she learned why it was forbidden to interact with them, or could prove that there were exceptions.
Once she reached the earth, she was discovered within hours by a group of scientist, whom thought she would make a great test subject. They named her Ivanna. They used her ability to heal to preform tests on her skeleton. Also, the removed her wings, and attempted to create metal variants. All of those tests fails, as after two weeks her wings would simply grow back. Finally, after so many times of being removed, she began to lose them, and the scientists found they had no more use for her. In the attempt to kill her, they set her free. She now bears the marks of the unsuccessful operations as scars and metal protruding from her arms and back. As well as the many tattoos where they had sketched out the placement of the metal.
Roleplay Example: At least two paragraphs, each consisting of 6-8 sentences.
The first thing she felt was the chill that had sunk into her very bones. She had never been cold before and it was a painful experience. It felt as if she were burning up from the inside, but she could no longer feel her fingers or toes. She wasn't even sure if the dull feeling in her arms was really there.
She forced her arms to push her up from the freezing substance surrounding her body. She blinked several times, unable to believe or even process what she was seeing. All she could see what whiteness. Surrounding her. The snow was so deep that it had almost buried her. Her hands wouldn't work properly, but she tried to shove the heavy wet snow from her face. The only color she could see was the dark red splotches that surrounded her. She had no idea what the warm sticky stuff could be.
She struggled to her feet, only to have her legs give out from underneath her. She fell with a heavy thud into the deepening snow. She gasped as the pain shot through her. She had never felt anything like it before. If this was the way mortals lived, it was no surprise that they acted the way they did. It almost made her want to just give up. To let her soul go. Leave this body and all the pain. She knew she couldn't though. The Council had already decided. They would not send an angel to end her suffering. She would only be able to die if someone was to murder her. Even then her soul would never move on. She would be stuck with the rest of the lost souls.
Even as she was wishing that the pain would end, her vision was swimming on the edge of consciousness. Vaguely she saw the dark shadow of movement. She could barely make out the colors of auras, but they swam in her vision, confusing her. It made her want to retch. One of the figures was suddenly in her face and she wanted to recoil from the dark red of his aura. She could feel her own fear being overwhelmed by his curiosity, and by the evil she felt from him. The tears began to flow from her eyes as he touched her. She didn't want to see his thoughts, they were too gruesome. He wouldn't release her either, he was only going to make her life so much worse.
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