Post by Asylum on Feb 12, 2011 5:43:45 GMT -5
Name: Sophia Charlotte Hart
Celebrity Used: Taylor Swift
Age: 25
Species: Human
Level: Intermediate TK/Intermediate Aerokinetic
Height: 5'8"
Weight: 115lbs
Eyes: Blue
Hair: Blonde
Weapon(s): Expirience with Blades
Special Abilities: Manipulative/Excellent (almost pathological) Liar
History:
Sophie was born to a family in New York City, her mother was a crack addicted prostitute and her father... the woman's pimp. She was lucky to be allowed to live, seeing as most pimps will force an abortion.. Well.. Depending on how you define LUCKY..
For most people lucky isnt being brought up in a home with men coming in and out at all hours, loud parties til after dawn, drug sales, drive bys, abuse... But it was home. Yeah, mommy and daddy beat up on their precious little princess. Til she learned to hit back.
Maybe thats why her powers appeared. Who knows? Sofie doesnt know or care, but nonetheless by age two things began to tremble around the house when she was angry or scared or upset. No one could quite pinpoint it, but things got a little... hectic in the house, a little uneasy. And thus, they calmed for awhile and little Sophie got a few years break from the beatings.
But eventually they started again. Luckily by this time she had managed to acknowledge her abilities, reading and studying any literature about it she could get her hands on. And practice, practice, practice.. In the relative safety of her bedroom. Unless mommy got high or daddy was angry... And then little Sophie was black and blue, but biding her time and stregthening her abilities while trying to do well in school to get the hell out of there. Wouldnt you?
Cue puberty, about the time something snapped in Sophie's pretty little brain. Years of abuse can do that to you. She managed to hide it until she was legal and daddy decided she needed to "earn her keep" on the streets like Mommy. Well... Daddy ended up going... missing. No big waste in her opinion. He was never found and Sophie left mother dearest in her hellhole to rot while she moved out of the city, ending up in New Orleans awhile.
Did I mention she'd gone off the deep end? Well, by now she had developed similar tastes to daddy but more extreme. She had to use her abilities every so often for practice as well as physical well being. The city had its share of strange deaths and disappearances during her time there. More than normal. Death and torture were her hobby. She enjoyed it and it gave her practice. Win-win. Except for the men and women she picked up various places and treated them to a trip north or south.
Enter Gabriel. A man quite possibly as disturbed as she was. A pyrokinetic who shouldve been one of her victims when she picked him up in that bar. Little did she know... She was meant to be his. They ended up in some seedy motel someplace and, in turn, each attempted to end the other's life. Well, it didnt work. And a strange friendship of sorts was struck up. The pair are regularly in each other's company these days.
Random decision to move out led them to Chicago and the purchase of an apartment after she landed a job waitressing at a bar. All was fine until Gabriel disappeared and Sophie grew bored of the city, setting out on the road again. Somewhere in these travels she met Collin, vampire whose air of chaos appealed to her. Long story short, she took up with the undead hellion, moving around with him.
Eventually they tired of each other and Sophie set out on her own again.
Celebrity Used: Taylor Swift
Age: 25
Species: Human
Level: Intermediate TK/Intermediate Aerokinetic
Height: 5'8"
Weight: 115lbs
Eyes: Blue
Hair: Blonde
Weapon(s): Expirience with Blades
Special Abilities: Manipulative/Excellent (almost pathological) Liar
History:
Sophie was born to a family in New York City, her mother was a crack addicted prostitute and her father... the woman's pimp. She was lucky to be allowed to live, seeing as most pimps will force an abortion.. Well.. Depending on how you define LUCKY..
For most people lucky isnt being brought up in a home with men coming in and out at all hours, loud parties til after dawn, drug sales, drive bys, abuse... But it was home. Yeah, mommy and daddy beat up on their precious little princess. Til she learned to hit back.
Maybe thats why her powers appeared. Who knows? Sofie doesnt know or care, but nonetheless by age two things began to tremble around the house when she was angry or scared or upset. No one could quite pinpoint it, but things got a little... hectic in the house, a little uneasy. And thus, they calmed for awhile and little Sophie got a few years break from the beatings.
But eventually they started again. Luckily by this time she had managed to acknowledge her abilities, reading and studying any literature about it she could get her hands on. And practice, practice, practice.. In the relative safety of her bedroom. Unless mommy got high or daddy was angry... And then little Sophie was black and blue, but biding her time and stregthening her abilities while trying to do well in school to get the hell out of there. Wouldnt you?
Cue puberty, about the time something snapped in Sophie's pretty little brain. Years of abuse can do that to you. She managed to hide it until she was legal and daddy decided she needed to "earn her keep" on the streets like Mommy. Well... Daddy ended up going... missing. No big waste in her opinion. He was never found and Sophie left mother dearest in her hellhole to rot while she moved out of the city, ending up in New Orleans awhile.
Did I mention she'd gone off the deep end? Well, by now she had developed similar tastes to daddy but more extreme. She had to use her abilities every so often for practice as well as physical well being. The city had its share of strange deaths and disappearances during her time there. More than normal. Death and torture were her hobby. She enjoyed it and it gave her practice. Win-win. Except for the men and women she picked up various places and treated them to a trip north or south.
Enter Gabriel. A man quite possibly as disturbed as she was. A pyrokinetic who shouldve been one of her victims when she picked him up in that bar. Little did she know... She was meant to be his. They ended up in some seedy motel someplace and, in turn, each attempted to end the other's life. Well, it didnt work. And a strange friendship of sorts was struck up. The pair are regularly in each other's company these days.
Random decision to move out led them to Chicago and the purchase of an apartment after she landed a job waitressing at a bar. All was fine until Gabriel disappeared and Sophie grew bored of the city, setting out on the road again. Somewhere in these travels she met Collin, vampire whose air of chaos appealed to her. Long story short, she took up with the undead hellion, moving around with him.
Eventually they tired of each other and Sophie set out on her own again.
