Post by Axel Fox on Dec 16, 2008 16:00:31 GMT -4
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ISABELLECASSIDY, SULLIVAN
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Discomfort, endlessly has pulled itself upon me distracting/reacting against my will I stand beside my own reflection it's haunting how I can't seem To find myself again
My walls are closing in without a sense of confidence and I'm convinced that there's just too much pressure to take I've felt this way before so insecure
;;_back to BASICS
name;; Isabella Cassidy Sullivan
nickname;; izzy, bella, cassie
age;; 9
birthday;; October 13th
place of birth;; st. louis
gender;; female
sexuality;; straight
canon;; naw
year;; n/a
occupation;; prisoner (xD)
;;_craving for POWER
power clique;; telepath
sub-skill;; suggestion
ability stats;; the stat points will be given by the admins upon approval of application. The better the app, the more the stat points given, so make it impressive. For more help please go here.power;; signifies your characters power level
control;; signifies your characters control level
sub-skill;; signifies your characters mastery of his/her sub-skill
known limits;; she throws tantrums at times or passes out
power history;;Izzy had her powers from birth but she didn't truly discover them until she was five years old and she began suffering. She would go in to strange rages or tantrum like fits before she would collapse from the strain of it. She is a very strong telepath and can hear the mind voices all over campus. When she's not paying attention truly she just hears it like static surrounding her own individual thoughts which seem to be unaffected by the thoughts of the general populace of the school.
She has barely any control of her strong powers because she has not been taught how to block the voices out. Each day she struggles with an attack that leaves her breathless and most of the time in tears from the shock of it. Most of the time if she hears something truly disturbing she'll report it to her Father whenever she can, or leave a message for him with someone else. When shes not being bothered by her powers she spends time submerging herself in books to block out the noise or turning up her music loud to drown out the sounds.
;;_mirrors reveal real APPEARANCE
celeb claim;; Cassidy Rose (child model)
height;; 4’7”
weight;; 70lbs
eye color;; ice blue
hair color;; medium brown
assets;; eyes
flaw;; pale complexion
distinguishing mark;; her lids are a faint reddish colorIzzy is a small girl with wavey brown hair and crystal ice blue eyes. Though rare her smile is the spitting image of her beautiful mothers and equally as beautiful. She has her Father's hair but her Mother's eyes and her body is fairly underweight for her age and fragile. She has usually cold and always pale skin that sets her eyes out even more in her beautiful skin. Her lips are full and red and her hands are dainty and small which comes with her age.
Izzy usually wears white dresses and no shoes since she rarely leaves the house. Instead her nanny enjoys tying her brown hair up in a pretty blue ribbon or whatever color matches the clothes shes wearing. Also her nanny likes to tie ribbons around her ankles since she never really wears shoes and she rarely ever goes outside. Izzy has an ethereal presence to her, ominous and ghostly she is a beauty at her young age and its obvious when she's older she'll catch the eyes of many men.
;;_we have our own INDIVIDUALITY
likes;;
[/li][li][/color] music
[/li][li][/color] history
[/li][li][/color] playing with daddy
[/li][li][/color] visitors[/li][/ul]
dislikes;;
[/li][li][/color] being crowded
[/li][li][/color] babysitters
[/li][li][/color] powers
[/li][li][/color] pain[/li][/ul]
dreams;;
[/li][li][/color] to play outside
[/li][li][/color] to make friends my own age
[/li][li][/color] to not have powers anymore
[/li][li][/color] to control the powers if I cant get rid of them[/li][/ul]
fears;;
[/li][li][/color] being overwhelmed
[/li][li][/color] daddy dieing
[/li][li][/color] being trapped
[/li][li][/color] daddy’s friends[/li][/ul]
eccentricities;; she has mild ADD
From a young age Izzy has always been somewhat of a loner, though that seems to be a natural reaction since she never has anyone to keep her company her own age or other than her nanny. She rarely speaks unless spoken to directly or she has something she needs to say, preferring to be more the silent beautiful type though its obvious that if she had the chance she would be bubblign with excitment and laughing and smiling much like her mother once was.
Even without that she still has the power to draw attention with her ghostly presence coming and going in different parts of the room, whenever her father's friends are over they are always drawn to her. Her personality is very fragile, one minute she's quiet and calm the next shes screaming and in pain, her control of her powers is weak because no one has ever stopped to teach her. She does quiet things prefering not to watch TV unless shes run out of other options, she likes to read, listen to music and write. She has a very gentle demeanor and would take care of a wounded animal before herself.
Those that have actually heard her speak know that she is beyond beauty she is also intellectual and funny much like her mother. She has been known to be wise and quite old for her age because of the amount of things she's seen and not seen in her short life. Tragedy wisens the soul or so they say. There are ghost stories about her in Sententia because those that see her merely catch a flash of white, or a glance from her ice blue eyes and a fluttering of her hair before her maid pulls her in from the balcony and out of site. Those in the school that know about her call her the ice princess and rarely speak of her for fear of her father.
;;_we owe it all to HISTORY
father's name;; reid sullivan
mother's name;; Isabella Sullivan
siblings name;; none
significant other;; nope
children's name;; hah no
others;; none
Isabelle has known tragedy from an incredibly young age and it never got better even as she grew older. At birth as many Breed children know it is incredibly rare for a breed mother to survive the birthing process. Already weakened by the effects of the unnatural disease that the mutation starts out as its nearly impossible for a mother to escape the first explosion of power from their child, or for there child not to exhibit its power after birth. Like any normal breed child Isabelle was born after the normal gestation period and her explosion of mental power took down the room, crushing her mother and killing a nurse or two in the facility.
Her Father who had been there witnessed the entire event through the viewing glass. When the smoke cleared Isabella's spine had been crushed and she was curled around a crying baby girl. The Doctor had staggered from the room, the only one to survive along with the child and had handed the little girl over to Reid where she'd immediately stopped crying and her tiny hand had curled in to his shirt before she fell asleep content. It wasn't until she was five that she understood the gravity of what she'd done.
Her powers had been dormant until she was five where they resurfaced and blew her world inside out. By then her father had already opened Sententia and the force of all the thoughts screaming from the breeds in the nearby school, along with passers by in the house and the victims of her father's lab soon overwhelmed her and she collapsed. After Reid discovered that her powers had resurfaced she was suddenly under twenty four hour surveillance with a qualified breed nanny that babysat her.
Reid barely spends time with Isabelle anymore now that she has the nanny other than a casual hello or good bye since he's mostly locked up in his lab. Isabelle grew up in the care of someone that was neither of her parents and suffered violent fits when her power would run out of check and she'd hear every arrant thought of those around her.
;;_totally out of CHARACTER
real name;; Taylor
age;; 17
rp skill;; depends
rping length;; four years
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rp sample;;
Surrounded by old things Lethario could not help but feel content. In this world trapped in time he quietly sat; his fingers trailing over the keys of the piano. Though Lethario never really never did look the part of a classical pianist or of someone befitting to touch such a grand piano, he was in fact extraordinarily versed in every stroke and key of the grand instrument. A tune played out in his mind that he had learned from Elisabeta on their many travels around the world before he'd come here.
His fingers, long and slender pressed to the keys and moving at a pace that soon filled the room with the chaotic melody of Bela Bartok's Piano Sonata, The First Movement and soon Lethario was swept up in the bliss of the song that struck every cord in his body. Naturally it was a song composed by a Romanian musician and for that too he felt just a tad bit at home with the chords he struck.
Lethario had recently been plagued with a sickening bout of the far away blues, also known as Home sickness, and his constant swipes at Lady Efine had not been able to sate his suddenly lust for the air of Buchacrest. But he would not leave, nor would he venture back to that lie of a land that had once been his home. It was no longer the quiet little Buchacrest doused in blood and poverty as he had remembered it, it was now a teeming city, the capital of Romania.
With a sigh Lethario's fingers continued stroking the white and black keys, his wrists crossing now and then and his foot pressing daintily at the petal beneath the piano as he changed key's. Lifting his subtle choclate brown eyes, his messy hair in curling strands around his face, he watched the items in the room as if they were his audiance and he were trying to impress them. He smiled, shifting in his seat slightly, he wore his favorite black shirt with the barb wired wings at the back and baggy black jeans, he had no immediate plans to go anywhere today so this was fine for now. He closed his eyes and continued to lose himself to the music, becoming oblivious to the world around.
character adoption;; nuuuuu
;;_chapter one: SURVIVAL OF THE FITTEST
here are some questions we will be asking for this first chapter of the plot.
willing to get your character murdered;; maybe
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