Post by Ember on Dec 10, 2006 2:46:46 GMT -5
Full Name: Cassandra Lynette
Nick Names: Embers/Ember, Pyro, Bomber and Fire Starter.
Age: 18
Gender: Female
Personality: Nice, often even tempered and calm, aside from the fact that she blows people and things up to get by. She is also very quiet and reserved, but when she gets talking, she lets things slip by accident. She blames it on underlying and suppressed anger instead of the fact that she just might be a pyromaniac and like blowing things up. Besides what she does for money, she's pretty much normal.
Appearance/Picture: Small, about 5'2 with long, really long red hair, often held back in an almost knee length braid. She has blue eyes and and weres silver framed glasses due to her being near-sighted. She wears simple clothes, a long sleeved black shirt with worn and torn dark blue jeans, an old pair of black boots and a ratty black coat. She is scrawny and not much for hand to hand combat, seeing as how she can easily be outweighted. She keeps a knife in either boot as backup incase something goes wrong with the bombs.
Strengths/Flaws: She is more intelligant than most, but is bad at actually fighting people without bombs or fire.
Other: She often carries a backpack with her, containing some bombs along with a book of matches and a few lighters. Despite the fact that blows up people and things, she is not a hit woman, because she doesn't do it for other people, she does as a ransom type deal. Basically a 'give me your money or I set you on fire' kind of deal.
Speed/Strength/Smartness: 7 to smartness, 4 to speed and 1 to strength
Speed- 4
Smartness- 7
Strength- 1
In Character Role Play: (5+ sentences) She sighed, holding her backpack tighter. This was a good target she kept telling herself, though she knew one way or another she was going to feel bad about doing it, like she always did. 'Damn' She thought, trying to tell herself it was okay. The guy was rich ... four hundred dollars wouldn't be too much from his wallet. She fingered one of five small devices in her pocket. They were detonaters, one for each of the bombs she'd planted earlier that day. She knew it wouldn't go unnoticed, but no one would do anything about it, like normal. "Sin City" She said to herself, smiling at the nickname of the hellhole god knows how many of hundreds of people called home. "What a wonderful place to call home."
Job (Put a 1 beside you think is for that character, and a two beside the next one, and so on):
Whore 5
Old City Whore 4
Pimp 6
Drug Dealer 8
Dancer/Stripper 9
Honest Cop 11
Crooked Cop 3
Killer/Murderer/Brute 7
Pedophile 10
Hit Man/Woman 2
Normal Citizen 1
Nick Names: Embers/Ember, Pyro, Bomber and Fire Starter.
Age: 18
Gender: Female
Personality: Nice, often even tempered and calm, aside from the fact that she blows people and things up to get by. She is also very quiet and reserved, but when she gets talking, she lets things slip by accident. She blames it on underlying and suppressed anger instead of the fact that she just might be a pyromaniac and like blowing things up. Besides what she does for money, she's pretty much normal.
Appearance/Picture: Small, about 5'2 with long, really long red hair, often held back in an almost knee length braid. She has blue eyes and and weres silver framed glasses due to her being near-sighted. She wears simple clothes, a long sleeved black shirt with worn and torn dark blue jeans, an old pair of black boots and a ratty black coat. She is scrawny and not much for hand to hand combat, seeing as how she can easily be outweighted. She keeps a knife in either boot as backup incase something goes wrong with the bombs.
Strengths/Flaws: She is more intelligant than most, but is bad at actually fighting people without bombs or fire.
Other: She often carries a backpack with her, containing some bombs along with a book of matches and a few lighters. Despite the fact that blows up people and things, she is not a hit woman, because she doesn't do it for other people, she does as a ransom type deal. Basically a 'give me your money or I set you on fire' kind of deal.
Speed/Strength/Smartness: 7 to smartness, 4 to speed and 1 to strength
Speed- 4
Smartness- 7
Strength- 1
In Character Role Play: (5+ sentences) She sighed, holding her backpack tighter. This was a good target she kept telling herself, though she knew one way or another she was going to feel bad about doing it, like she always did. 'Damn' She thought, trying to tell herself it was okay. The guy was rich ... four hundred dollars wouldn't be too much from his wallet. She fingered one of five small devices in her pocket. They were detonaters, one for each of the bombs she'd planted earlier that day. She knew it wouldn't go unnoticed, but no one would do anything about it, like normal. "Sin City" She said to herself, smiling at the nickname of the hellhole god knows how many of hundreds of people called home. "What a wonderful place to call home."
Job (Put a 1 beside you think is for that character, and a two beside the next one, and so on):
Whore 5
Old City Whore 4
Pimp 6
Drug Dealer 8
Dancer/Stripper 9
Honest Cop 11
Crooked Cop 3
Killer/Murderer/Brute 7
Pedophile 10
Hit Man/Woman 2
Normal Citizen 1