Post by Twain Saber on May 3, 2009 20:40:49 GMT 1
The Basics;;
Name: Twain Saber(Translates into Twin Saber or Twin Sword)
Nicknames:Saber, Twin
Age:18
Birth of Date:1991 March 1st
Sex:Female
Sexuality:Lesbian
Species Mutant
Power
Swords: She has massive talent with swords. On an unrealistic level, thus this is assumed to be a mutant power rather than a talent. She uses twin swords most of the time but has equal talent with any number.
Incineration: She can reduce objects and on occasion people to piles of ash simply by touching or focusing on them. She does not quite have a handle on this power and rarely uses it. It has been found out that it has a negative side affect.
It works like this, she puts some of her life force into an object or person and it can not sustain her life force and it will break up their molecules into a pile of ash or dust. It is because her life force is not like most peoples and therefore not compatible with them. Her life force works quicker and more unpredictably, most likely because of the way her sword power needs her to move quickly.
Her life force comes back to her after it has been used to destroy something, but every time a little is left behind, thus shortening her life span and often causing her internal bleeding or extreme illness.
(Sorry it’s so long but I wanted to give her a weakness XD)
Alignment: Neutral
The Looks;;
Image:
Celeb Claim: Ellen Page
Code word(can be found in the rules)CODE ACCEPTED
Hair:
Twain used to dye and cut her hair often in the most ridiculous and ludicrous styles. Now her hair remains pin straight and brown. She is too lazy to do anything with it anymore. Her hair just hangs roughly to her shoulders in a layered fashion with side swept bangs that often get in her eyes and impair her vision.Eyes:
Twains eyes are a murky grey. They often appear blue or green, but in reality they are grey with a strip of brown around the inner edge. When she is thinking or ignoring something her eyes will go glassy and unfocused.
Build:
She is lean and slender, but jokes about this to for she is almost constantly eating. The fact that she never seems to gain any weight is simply because of her fast metabolism. She is small chested and in her own words has the “boobs of a 13 year old girl”. She lacks curves of any sort.
Her arm and legs don’t look particularly strong but it would not be wise to challenge her to an arm wrestle. She is strong physically because of her extensive training in martial arts, combat, and swordsmanship. She often acts very butch and tough.
She is naturally pale but in the summer gets tan because of all the time she spends outside. Her body is littered with little scars and several big ones. The largest ones are two sword stabs. They are on both her stomach and back for both times the sword went al the way through. They are each roughly two inches thick. One is older while the other is fresher.
Tattoos or piercing:
She has three ear pierces in a row on her left ear. On her right ear there is one in the lobe and another in the cartilage. She also has a nose piercing that is usually a silver stud.
Dig deeper;
Likes:
RAMEN!
Unpredictable weather
Cussing
RAMEN!
Pasta of any kind
Making people laugh
Summer
Swimming
RAMEN!
Animals
Animals with paw pads
And…
RAMEN!
Dislikes:
Bitter cold
Heights
Quiet
Homophobes
Racists
Rules
Sharks
People who don’t deal with their problems
Fears:
Sharks
Heights
Being attacked in sleep
Scissor cuts(Those things are painful1)
Being thought bad of
Strengths:
Persistence
Sense of (her)justice
Generally likable
Easy to get along with
Empathic
Powers
Martial arts & combat
Weaknesses:
Stubborn
Hot headed
Acts before thinking
Will not live a full life
Coughs up blood
Illness
Personality:
“Strange is only an understatement”
Twain is funny and carefree for the most part. She likes to crack jokes at the most inappropriate times. She will do anything to get someone to laugh and hates somber people. She thinks that life is too short to waste, especially for her. She will do unsafe or even illegal things to get people to laugh. The more people don’t laugh the harder she tries to make them. She finds depressing people irritating.
One of the only things that piss her off truly is depressing or ‘oh feel sorry for me’ people. She cannot stand them. She thinks that they need to get over themselves and stop whining. She also hates people who are out for revenge. Its over and done with, more killing wont bring whoever back. So get over it and live your life. Worst of all she hates people who ‘hate their life’. She cannot stand them, often she with beat them to a bloody pulp then and there. If they hate their life so much they should fix it, no one else with fix it for them.
She is a good person and will do whatever she thinks is right. Most of the time it is the thing that everyone else thinks it right, but on occasion it is what everyone else thinks is wrong. When it comes to justice she does whatever she thinks is right regardless of what anyone else thinks.
Story of my life;;
Family:
Carrie West (Mother{49})
Hart West (Father{52})
Kiyoko Fuji (Foreign Exchange{14})
Rachel West(Sister{Dead})
History:
“We all have a sob story. Mine just belongs to someone else.”
Twain was born under the name Heather West. Her family was literally the middle class American family. Her sister Rachel was two years older than herself. When Twain was eight it became clear to everyone within the confines of their family that something was up with her mother.
Her mother yelled all the time for the stupidest things. She screamed and on occasion would lash out at her children physically. It didn’t hurt Twain because she was a tough kid and her mother was not all that strong. Though it did make her sad. Twain was aright because her mother would always apologies after having an episode. Twains older sister Rachel was much more emotional and always made a huge big deal about it. Their father was always gone on work and when he was home the girls mother was always having a fight with him. The young girls tolerated their mother. Or so Twain thought.
When Twain was fourteen a Japanese exchange student came to live with them. Twain and Kiyoko got along great and Kiyoko taught Twain many things. Twain found out that Kiyoko was a mutant, and Kiyoko despite her young age was able to tell Twain that she too was a mutant. Kiyoko’s power was the ability to identify mutants and their powers. Kiyoko and she became closer because of this. Twain began practicing with her swords during this time.
Then Twain discovered something of her other sister. Rachel had been cutting herself for several years. Twain found out and Rachel promised she would stop. She lied. Twain again found out. Rachel again promised she would stop. She lied again. This pattern went on for a whole year, until Twain finally confronted her sister with Kiyoko at her aid. There was screaming, shouting, crying, hitting and anger.
Finally Twain let her anger get the better of her. “You want to die? Then die!” Twain then focused all her life force on her sister, reducing her to ash. Twain could have lied and said it was an accident to her mother. She could have run away. She didn’t, instead she told her mother the truth. About her being a mutant, about Kiyoko, about everything. Twain took every hit her mother delivered without flinching.
Kiyoko and Twain decided it would be best if they were to leave before her mother called the police. Kiyoko and Twain went off into the world, Twain changing her name. They wandered the streets of NY for some time. Using their powers to find other mutants. They had created a group of mutants who went around doing whatever they pleased, sometimes saving sometimes killing. Kiyoko and Twain had a romantic relationship for a short while, but it ended when they both realized they were not made for each other in that way. They were more like sisters, and Kiyoko was much younger than Twain.
Twain and the group of mutants got in a fight with a group of demons. They were losing and Twain told everyone to run. Twain herself was about to run when one demon took one of her swords. Twain was trying to get it back when he ran her through with it. She escaped by using her power to collapse the building they were in. Twain was saved by the group of mutants.
When Twain was seventeen the group of mutants disbanded. They all went there separate ways. Including Kiyoko. Twain was alone, though not for long. Within a month she had befriended the owner of a restaurant and he had been kind enough the let her live with him. He was fascinated when he found out she was a mutant. They were good friends and she even got her a job at his restaurant.
One day she woke up in a white room. The man had been forced to give her to the army. She tried to escape but couldn’t. They had her captive. She could see other mutants and demons in rooms across from her. She assumed she was part of some kind of experiment. She refused to eat the food they provided her with and grew weak. She made several escape attempts, all failing. Finally she thought of a foolproof plan. During one of her escape attempts she managed to get her swords. Then in her cell, she stabbed herself through the stomach. The army had to take her out to operate. Once the sword was out, Twain fled. She finally managed to escape.
Now Twain has stumbled upon Misery Valley.
“To tell you the truth? I’m nothing special.”
Sample Role Play;;
From here when I was OZ
Oz scratched some of the black paint off his thumbnail. No matter how old he gat he always seemed to have his trademark black nails. The truth was when he was twelve he had an awful habit of biting his nails. He started wearing the pain to keep him from biting them, and even after he had the trend had stuck. He ran his fingers through his reddish hair and put his attention back to the book he was looking at. “Lycanthropy: Moon Rise” It was in a series of books, true stories, in theory, about mysterious werewolf like occurrences. Just then the woman minding the Asian stall zabberd something in another language angrily. Oz put the book down and exited the stall. He was in Asia. It was hot so he was wearing beige shorts and a blue ‘dingoes ate my baby’ t-shirt.
He missed his band, he guessed they had probably disbanded by now. It had been quite a while since he had been back in sunnydale. He wondered if any of his old friends had moved. Then he remembered. There was no sunnydale. Giles had given him a call a few days after it blew up. Oz still had trouble accepting that fact despite the fact it had happened three years ago. That was the last Oz had heard of any of the old Scooby gang. Oz missed those days sitting in the library, listening to Giles talk about the latest apocalypse, Cordilia and Xander acting like they hated each other, Buffy daydreaming and Willow…he missed that Willow, he had no idea what she was like now, or if she was even alive.
Then it hit him. Why should he keep wondering about them, he could find them and see for himself. Oz walked casually over to his car with the ‘dingoes ate my baby’ logo chipping off. He started the car and began creeping down the people infested roads. He started going faster as he cleared into more open space. He didn’t have anything to pack for all he had was in the back of his car. He reached for his cell phone and scrolled to the bottom of his numbers list, were the least used numbers were. There was a few numbers, he paused over ‘Willow’ but instead clicked on Xanders name.
Ring
Ring
Ri-
“Hello? Xand?”