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Auki

08-19-2012, 12:50 PM

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Name: Karen Ancheta

Age: 29

Height: 5’ 6”

Weight: 130 lbs

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Ability: Anti-Gravity - The ability to remove the effect of gravity on objects. Whilst holding a levitated object, she is able to move it slowly, but this requires a deal of concentration. When she releases the object, she experiences an increase of gravity on herself relative to the total mass of the objects she was levitating.

Skills: Explosives expert and trained in the use of handguns.

Armour: Light and fitted for maximum manoeuvrability.

Weapons: She carries two Desert Eagles, both designed to be as light as possible, although she cannot handle both at the same time - One is loaded with normal bullets, the other is only ever loaded with silver bullets. She also carries explosives – Grenades, Plastique and the needed detonators. She has two types of modified grenades. One type are fragmentation grenades but edited to be packed with silver, the others are grenades that release an electromagnetic pulse upon detonation.

Miscellaneous Items: A small flashlight, SCAR issued mobile phone, Her own mobile phone.

Personality: Karen is a sweet woman at heart but whilst conversing with her, you might notice something. Although she will glance at you on occasion, she will not meet your gaze for more than a few moments. Instead, her eyes will be darting around the room, analysing the space you are in. Anything new, anything that might move – Everything will be catalogued in her mind. Once she has finished observing every detail, she might finally come to focus upon your words. All of this will happen because she has a phobia of surprises. There are some who see this as ironic, considering her profession, but she claims “If I’m the one causing the explosion, I know it’s going to happen…And I can’t fear something, I already know is coming.”
Although while using her ability, she can maintain a deal of concentration – assuming nothing startles her, of course – she struggles to keep her attention focused in other situations. Due to this, she can often be unintentionally honest or harsh, speaking her mind without thought. She is prone to babbling and going off-topic without noticing.

Bio: Karen’s ability manifested itself early on in life and she discovered it herself at a very young age. Her first encounter occurred as she watched the neighbour’s cat, a black-haired tom, stalking through their garden towards a fledgling, who had seemingly not noticed the feline. Scared for the bird’s safety, she removed gravity’s effect on it and tried to float it beyond the cat’s reached. Karen was still inexperienced however. A dog barked. Karen lost concentration and the bird fell to the ground to be pinned down by its hunter. She also experienced an unseen force crushing down on her that – due to her lack of balance and being unused to standing – forced her to the ground. At the time, she was unable to link these events together. That night, she refused to sleep; terrified of the invisible force that had pushed her down before. It had triggered a fear that haunts her even at the age of 29 – A phobia of being hurt or surprised by something she didn’t see coming.

Although her first experience with her powers was somewhat traumatising, it did not completely put her off. At the age of ten, she grew curious and began experimenting so as to gain a better understanding of herself. Having grown and being more stable on her feet, the after-effects of picking up small objects did not seem painful, just uncomfortable. The more she was able to manipulate objects without interruption or pain, the more confident she grew. Peer pressure was enough for her to keep her powers a secret – She did not want people thinking her ‘weird’ for her abilities.

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Her family moved from Australia to England when she was twelve. She did not take well to the change and had trouble integrating into her new school. Struggling to be socially accepted and still trying to combat her fears, she was pushed into leaving school at the age of sixteen. She took on part-time employment in local stores whilst she improved both her abilities and her physical fitness. By the age of eighteen, she was determined to be a part of the Army.

Due to her gender, her options seemed far duller than what she had hoped but eventually, she applied to be an Ammunition Technician. She made it past the basic training course and began to start her training specialising in her career choice. She was almost surprised to find how fascinating the subject was, her enthusiasm growing stronger by the day. She applied herself to each job and each course with as much energy as she could manage.
Four years later, she had reached the rank of Sergeant and was considered knowledgeable in her role.

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The winter after the promotion, on the day of her twenty-third birthday, she was being driven to the nearby town by a fellow technician. Conditions were poor and the road was icy; Karen remembers asking several times if they could turn back. Each of her pleas was light-heartedly refused however - They were sure nothing could go wrong. What they didn’t know was that black ice coated the road before them. Within seconds, the tyres had no grip. They skidded down the road, unable to gain control of the vehicle, unable to stop themselves slamming into the barrier that lined the turn. The car rolled over in the air and Karen gasped as the world revolved around her. The ground came closer. She squeezed her eyes shut. Her hands formed clenched fists.

They never hit the ground, of course - Instinct kicked in before they could. Both car and passengers remained levitated in the air, seconds from impact. Karen’s whole body was trembling violently in shock as she removed her seatbelt, opened the door and pushed herself into the air outside. When the others had followed suit, she released them all – Gravity’s effect on her increasing twofold as she did. Hurdling towards the snow, she blacked out before she reached the ground, not feeling the pain of being crushed against the icy cold.

Her friends saved her, rushing to get her medically treated. She was desperate to forget the accident, the event reinforcing the fears she battled every day, but SCAR had already taken notice. They offered training – A chance to discover more about herself, to learn more about her passions and to grow stronger in her powers. She accepted almost instantly.

Having been working for SCAR since that day, she is currently in Prairie Village, Kansas, investigating reports of a necromancer in the area.

Auki

08-19-2012, 05:32 PM

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Name: Victoria Rolfe
Gender: Female
Age: 26

Description: Link. (http://www.medievalclothier.com/wp-content/uploads/big_img_2008022954607.jpg)

Personality:

She is not a violent person, nor is she necessarily cruel. Lying is only done on occasion and cheating is a rarity never seen. In many ways, you might say Victoria is ‘good’ or ‘kind’, the insatiable maternal nature of a woman not yet a mother. Like every member of the human race, however, her personality runs deeper than this.

She loves to learn about people - their dreams, their history, and most of all, their secrets. This information is not often kept to herself but she tries to be clever in who she divulges it to; should people learn of her gossiping ways, there is a reduced chance she will gain the gossip to share.

She has a habit of talking too much to people who do not care to listen but ignoring her does nothing to subdue her enthusiasm. Criticism is not taken well but neither are compliments. Trust and true intimacy are not things that come easily to her.

The most twisted part of her person is well hidden within a small jar in her possessions. Trapped inside are a variety of insects, completely harmless and, at the same time, helpless. Whenever she gets stressed or anxious, she finds her feelings can only be quelled by torturing these poor creatures, transferring her own pain onto them. Tearing off their wings and legs provides her with a release unlike any other, to the point where the habit has become obsessive.

History:

Victoria has kept to herself for the most part, struck by neither fame nor infamy. This has suited her perfectly because, chances are, she will know more about you than you will of her. With ears always open, she has been content to live a peaceful life by living off the drama of others, gaining all the excitement yet none of the danger.

She has resided in Hometown for over a decade now, without husband or child. The only two men she has ever loved left for another woman and she has accepted her fate of solitude. She cooks for a living and sustains herself thus, keeping her talents in magic a secret from all but herself.