Post by jillian on Oct 31, 2007 0:49:46 GMT -5
Gender:Female
Age:16
Nationality:Japenese/american
Special Notes About Character:
Not really anthing special about her other than the fact she knows three languages: Japenese, French and English.
Physical Description
Height:5’ 9’’
Weight: 120
Blood Type: O-
Hair (color and style):black with red highlights and cut in a-line
Eye Color:blue
Clothing Style: She usually wears practical jeans and a long-sleeved shirt, brown or black
Scars: Had stiches on her right foot.
Tattoos: Permanent eyeliner and a butterfly on her right shoulder
Piercings: 3 silver rings on each ear and a stud in her left nostril
Race: Japanese/american
Non-Physical Description
Personality: She doesn’t like to talk to others unless it is absolutely necessary and she may seem a bit bookish and reclusive at first glance. Jillian is very distrustful but if you take the time to get to know her and prove yourself a worthy friend she is very loyal.
Description of Abillities:just by holding something in her hands she can understand either their point of view or how they work depending whether it’s a person or a piece of machinery.
Cons or Weaknesses of Abilities: When she touches a person all their underlying motives and knowledge that they would rather not share are made clear, even if she doesn't want to know.
History of Character:
Jillian’s mother, Lei, abandoned her on the steps of the institute and that’s the last she has seen or heard from her. Her mother was running from an abusive husband in new york and when Jillian’s gifts appeared she decided it was safer for her to stay in Westchester with other mutants than to remain on the run with her.
I have the whole thing written out somewhere….its like 20 pgs long….ask if you want me to find it and show it to you.
Real Life Info
Your AIM Screen Name: Lalygal
Your Time Zone(Name and GMT +/- Ex. GMT-6 Central):Gm-8 pacific
Sample RP:
Something sharp was digging into her back and she winced as the pain ripped the heavy blanket of sleep that had been wrapped around her so tightly the night before. Her eyes slowly opened and the sunlight burned into her retinas as she took in the surrounding wilderness. Sitting up slowly she stretched out from her fetal posistion on the ground and rubbing the blearyness from her eyes she realized that she was alone. The patch of grass beside her was slightly flattened but cold, her mother had been gone for at least a couple hours. Biting her bottom lip she sat up, hugging to her knees to her chest and shivering in the chill morning air.
Taking a deep breath she steaded her tilting thoughts and with a slight nod she quickly stood up and walked over to where he backpack lay. Bending over she picked the black and red checkered bag up and threw one strap over her shoulder. She turned towards the front gate they had been heading towards last night. It looked about half a mile down the road, but her mother had said she would be safe there and as much resentment as she had for the woman she had been the one to get her this far.
'Well, come on feet!' She put the other strap on and headed down the road.
Age:16
Nationality:Japenese/american
Special Notes About Character:
Not really anthing special about her other than the fact she knows three languages: Japenese, French and English.
Physical Description
Height:5’ 9’’
Weight: 120
Blood Type: O-
Hair (color and style):black with red highlights and cut in a-line
Eye Color:blue
Clothing Style: She usually wears practical jeans and a long-sleeved shirt, brown or black
Scars: Had stiches on her right foot.
Tattoos: Permanent eyeliner and a butterfly on her right shoulder
Piercings: 3 silver rings on each ear and a stud in her left nostril
Race: Japanese/american
Non-Physical Description
Personality: She doesn’t like to talk to others unless it is absolutely necessary and she may seem a bit bookish and reclusive at first glance. Jillian is very distrustful but if you take the time to get to know her and prove yourself a worthy friend she is very loyal.
Description of Abillities:just by holding something in her hands she can understand either their point of view or how they work depending whether it’s a person or a piece of machinery.
Cons or Weaknesses of Abilities: When she touches a person all their underlying motives and knowledge that they would rather not share are made clear, even if she doesn't want to know.
History of Character:
Jillian’s mother, Lei, abandoned her on the steps of the institute and that’s the last she has seen or heard from her. Her mother was running from an abusive husband in new york and when Jillian’s gifts appeared she decided it was safer for her to stay in Westchester with other mutants than to remain on the run with her.
I have the whole thing written out somewhere….its like 20 pgs long….ask if you want me to find it and show it to you.
Real Life Info
Your AIM Screen Name: Lalygal
Your Time Zone(Name and GMT +/- Ex. GMT-6 Central):Gm-8 pacific
Sample RP:
Something sharp was digging into her back and she winced as the pain ripped the heavy blanket of sleep that had been wrapped around her so tightly the night before. Her eyes slowly opened and the sunlight burned into her retinas as she took in the surrounding wilderness. Sitting up slowly she stretched out from her fetal posistion on the ground and rubbing the blearyness from her eyes she realized that she was alone. The patch of grass beside her was slightly flattened but cold, her mother had been gone for at least a couple hours. Biting her bottom lip she sat up, hugging to her knees to her chest and shivering in the chill morning air.
Taking a deep breath she steaded her tilting thoughts and with a slight nod she quickly stood up and walked over to where he backpack lay. Bending over she picked the black and red checkered bag up and threw one strap over her shoulder. She turned towards the front gate they had been heading towards last night. It looked about half a mile down the road, but her mother had said she would be safe there and as much resentment as she had for the woman she had been the one to get her this far.
'Well, come on feet!' She put the other strap on and headed down the road.
