Post by Illeana Riin on Jun 27, 2010 15:24:06 GMT -5
Character Information
Real Name: Illeana Riin Crestile
Mutant/Hero/Villain name: None Yet
Nick Name: Sparks, Riin, Ana
Canon or custom: Custom
Age: 7
Place of Birth: She does not know, she holds a baby picture that she assumes is her when she was born. It has Canada on the back.
Nationality: American
Affiliation: None
Rank/Occupation: Still just a child, waiting to be discovered.
Gender: Female
Height: 3‘7“
Weight: 45 lbs
Hair: Long and Thick, Dark Russet Brown
Eyes: Change Often between Brown, Hazel, Green, Blue. They are her personal mood ring.
Build: Scrawny, Thin, Fragile.
Markings: A few minor scars lace her arms and legs from burns of unknown sources. Along her left shoulder blade is a deep scar about four inches in length that seems to mimic a lightening bolt.
Known Relatives: None as of now. She is currently searching, when she can escape from the orphanages.
Powers: Manipulation of Electricity. (She does not realize this yet, she just believes she is a freak. That something is after her.)
Abilities: None that she is aware of
Weakness: Family, Books, Sweets. She is an undeveloped superhero, everything is her weakness right now.
Paraphernalia and Equipment: None
Weapons: Unable to control her powers, her hands are her weapons. Everything she touches seems to burn with an electric current. Everything she looks at explodes if it has the same current.
Uniform: Rags and Goodwill Cloths. She wears gloves often, thinking this to help keep what is boiling inside from escaping. (A child believes anything after all)
Personality:
At heart she is a very happy, vibrant child. It was just the past two years that have completely changed her entire demeanor. She has been traumatized by memories she can not seem to remember. In other words, her lack of past knowledge had put her in a state of constant scare. A smart child turned scared. She doesn’t like to be around people or the outside world. She is a hermit crab, keeping herself locked up in the orphanage homes with a book in hand. She knows how to read, nothing she has learned has seemed to perish. Only a small time frame of a few months seems vacant to her. She has good manors and treats elders with great respect. Until she over hears rumors or stories of her life, that’s when she escapes from one place in search of answers. She is a learner. She is also gullible, believing the horrible stories about her, since she cannot seem to make sense of them herself. She doesn’t get angry often, but when she does that’s when things happen and stories spread.
History: This will hopefully be discovered by Illeana within time
Illeana was born in Canada, her parents researching better means of electricity in hopes of bettering Earth. It had been years since they got a lead, that is why they left while Illeana’s mother was just a few weeks from giving birth to the child. They were hoping this was the lead they had been searching for. They would take it back to America and be able to do so much with it. Little did they know what was to come.
The place was not what they expected. It reeked of trouble, there were things they saw that they could not explain. Some sort of radio active chemical that with just one drop would light an entire city the size of New York. Before they could get over the boarder by to America, Illeana was born premature, still she was healthy for her due date wasn’t far off. Still the damage was done, her blood laced with whatever it was the place they were investigating had lingering around. Some sort of poison that would soon keep Illeana alive instead of dying with her family.
Her parents did not leave right then. They stayed and rented a small house outside the city lines. It was powered off the new electric element Canada had been working on, giving her parents a first hand view of how it all worked. The small kinks were yet to be figured out, they did not realize the danger they were in. Her parents did not know they were actually being used, they were lab rats stuck in a cage that would soon be their death. A small family visiting Canada and never returning, who would go looking for them if something happened?
The research they came up with, showed that this small amount of chemical could be used as a active line to electricity, it gave the currents more power and allowed them to stretch further, less of it would be used, but would give a bigger kick. Within the next four years of researching with the Canadians in charge of the project, they would discover that is unknown chemical was actually poisonous. People around them would start to get sick, who had been exposed longer than them, and die of poison in the blood. It was like smoking, slowly kills the body over time. Her parents new goal was to protect the child and get back to America to expose the ones that knew what was happening!
No one would allow that, the head of the operation did not care to lose the first test subject. They set the house ablaze hoping all inside would be killed by the flames, their bodies already weakening from exposure to the chemical. Little did they know, the smallest victim was not ill. Her body had no ill effects of such chemical. With the chaos, Illeana woke, the smell of smoke hitting her nostrils, flames licked the walls she was enclosed in. Finding her way to her parents room, she saw them burning together on the bed. Being as small as she was, she was able to make it out before the flames completely consumed her, electric lines and puddles of water from past rain storms licked the ground her bare feet ran on. When she stepped into a puddle it sent a current through her and she was brought down yards from the home.
When she woke up, she was in an unknown room. She had no recollections of where she was, what had happened or even her name. She only figured her own name out when she saw the picture by her bed. Some one had found her laying almost dead on the side of a river and brought her to the hospital. Within the next few months of recovery, her dreams would turn to nightmares and days into nights. Once her body stopped torturing her and she was officially clear of her semi-state coma she was sent home to America with a picture they found near her, they assumed was her family. The only name on it was hers, her date of birth and the place they were at.
Since then she has been sent from orphanage to orphanage, every time a foster family would take her in some freak accident would happen and they would send her back. She has gotten to the point to where she will run away and hide, rather being homeless than treated like a monster. She hopes to figure out who her family is, no one seems to want to help the mutant child. Stories will leak through the papers of a lost child, warning that just her looks alone with cause chaos. Something electrical seems to always blow up around her or burns to a crisp. On a cloudy day she can get the electricity up there to strike down a person if she wishes. She believes she is a monster, that something bad has happened to her, but what she can not figure out. Her mind has blocked all the bad, there is a black hole she can not seem to figure out what memories were once there. It is all a mystery right now. Hopefully, someone knows what is going on, or is willing to help her and will find her soon, before all control is lost and she destroys herself.
(Nothing in her history can be perfectly clear, no one has yet to discover exactly what is going on, on the other side to make sense of anything)
RP Sample: (Canon Characters or by request of staff only)
Code word: Flemsy (located within the rules)
Player Information
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Country/State: Oklahoma
Age: 22 (In July ^_^ )
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