[center][img]http://i362.photobucket.com/albums/oo63/NMShape/cooltext136250037968154_zps7irjncxu.png[/img][/center] [b]Character you have created: [/b]Racheli Lorna Desdemona [b]Alias:[/b] Nemesis/Rach, nick by her friends [b]Speech Color (Actually say what you're using, don't go "Like this", or what not):[/b] [color=indianred]indianred[/color] [b]Character Alignment:[/b] Walking the Line [b]Identity: [/b] Nemesis- Unknown [b]Character Personality (Give information on how your character acts, what he/she believes in, how they handle situations):[/b] Racheli is an independent and strong individual, mainly in personality. To those who have managed to get by her defenses and befriend her, she's a deeply loyal and protective friend who will risk life and limb for their safety. Though helping them achieve their goals is another matter altogether because if she doesn't like something, she won't hesitate to let you know in a blunt and often thickly sarcastic way. Rarely does she ever pull punches to spare someone's feelings when it comes to something completely stupid. Most believe she is a short tempered woman, who hates receiving charity. Often she'll reply to these with sour looks and scoffing off the attempts as they are given. Granted when it comes to solid logic she can't argue with, Racheli is known to yield some times but it doesn't mean she's happy about. So expect her sore loser to show. To strangers and acquaintances, she sometimes comes off as cold and closed to becoming friends at first. While she will act like a human being and interact when talked to, don't expect to gain any personal information about her situation or thoughts. Trust is difficult to earn though just words. Just like with many of her habits, she acts first and thinks about the consequences later. This traits worsens when her temper is flared. She never thinks about what comes out of her mouth save that it might end up hurting the one they are targeted at. Once it is all said and done, she some times realizes too late she had crossed a line. Despite her flaws, she does have some positive aspects to her personality besides her protective nature to her friends. Though she tries to hide it, Racheli does have strong sense of justice which is why she tries not to think too hard about others problems. The more she knows, the easier it is to get personally involved and that can cause problems for her. [u]Motivation/Fear[/u] She is driven to never to become like her father, fearing that once she finally takes a life then the desire would become addictive and impossible to stop. Like a drug addict hooked on the strongest drugs. She lacks trust she will never fall that far and is continually on alert, holding back her aggression until it can be released in a better way. Sometimes, if it's bottled up too long, she becomes irritable. It doesn't help she's plagued by nightmares and every time she manages to draw blood, her heart races and cries for more. The high it causes is rather difficult to ignore though she stubbornly refuses to yield to it... [b]Uniform/costume:[/b] [hider]Ends up with this at some point after her original Arc, haven't figured out quite how but I'm open for ideas and more. [center][img]https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/48/cd/29/48cd2924d82b810367d18faf3e98633c.jpg [/img][/center] The unseen part is black, tight fitting pants and combat boots with a steel toe end and bottom to give her kicks some punch. Rach's costume is based and chosen more for function rather than being flashy, attention seeking or intimidating to those who notice her. In fact she rather they forget she encountered them at all as too much news could result in trouble with the wrong people. Primary colors are black and silver gray, the latter from her ability to influence metals and change their properties. Her mask isn't completely solid as it's made from metal taken from the two bike chain bracelets on her wrist, which thanks to using her metal manipulation prevents its removal or destruction, always hiding her identity. [indent][indent][b]Equipment:[/b][/indent] [indent] Bust[/indent] [list] [*]Head/face: Metal from her necklace and formed into a mask; [*]Neck: Choke studded necklace, nothing but leather after applying mask, thicker than an inch; [*]Shoulders: Black, hooded small jacket with long sleeves; [*]Chest: Thin metal sheets, a centimeter in thickness that covers her chest and navel. [/list] [indent]Arms[/indent] [list] [*]Upper arms: None [*]Forearms: None [*]Wrists: R & L- two bike chain bracelets on each wrist. [/list] [indent]Lower Half[/indent] [list] [*]Waist/Hips: BR Pocket- bunch of change ranging from pennies to quarters, including a pocket knife. [*] Legs: Thin, black pants made from abrasion resistant material made to prevent slices from knives and other bladed weapons. [list][*] Slice, [/list] [*]Feet: R&L- metal plating on bottom and steel toe boots [/list][/indent] [/hider] [b]Origin Info/Details:[/b] Racheli's Medical and Back ground [center] Medical Profile Overview [img] http://i.imgur.com/4xYOav7.jpg[/img][/center] Race-Caucasian Sex- female Age- 28 years Eye color- Green Blood type- AB+ Built- Lean and muscular. Height- 5'9” Weight- 159 lbs. Status: Unknowingly she's infected by some alien microscopic organism which is slowly altering her DNA. Earlier in the arc, it's killing her like others but at some point her brain pattern shifts and reverses the process. Racheli is currently, unknown to those who first discovered it, is the only survivor who has properly adapted as a host. [center]Symptoms[/center] [hider=Stage 1] [list] [*]Stage one~ 5 hours after activation. [list] [*] Slight hue change in her blood coloring making it a darker red but other than that, nothing different. [*] Minor, brief and sporadic headaches followed by muscle soreness during too much movement. [*]Slight discomfort in overly warm temperatures above 60 degrees and the higher the difference, the greater the discomfort. At temperatures ranging above the 100s, she is at risk of passing out if she spends longer than half an hour within the area. [*]Mucus has built up in her chest, causing her to make rattling coughs and have trouble breathing clear as if she has a chest cold. Drugs are only mildly effective and quickly are pushed through her immune system within an hour to two, despite the label claimed relief time. [/list][/list][/hider] [hider=Stage 2] [list][*]Stage Two~ 8 hours after activation [list] [*]In addition to the more extreme color change, her body temperature has dropped and is now several degrees colder. [*]The headaches are now constant and longer, feeling like a hammer is striking her between the eyes. Pain shifted and seem to needle her joints, bones and tendons relentlessly even when she is completely still. This makes movements difficult but not impossible. [*]She can no longer tolerate any temperature above 40 degrees and anything above 50 will put her into a sweat then pass out, as if she had heat stroke. This usually occurs after less than half an hour within it. [*]Her coughs are rougher and currently been hacking up blood as well each time. A little bit at first but it becomes progressively worse, staining her lips and chin toward the ending stages. [/list][/list][/hider] [hider=Stage 3] [list][*]Stage Three (Final)~ 9 hours after activation- This stage is often fatal for the victim as no one has survived it. [list] [*]Almost half her normal temperature, her blood, once a crimson red, has quickly turned completely black. In addition to the discoloration, it's also thicker and cold to the touch, like touching ice. The longer it is in contact with flesh, the warmer it becomes yet it will not change its color. [*]The pain has spread, setting every nerve and part of her on fire. It feels like every molecular inside her body is breaking apart at the lowest, most basis level which in truth... it is. [*]Black blood starts to leak from her eyes, mouth, and ears. [*]Unable to hold any liquids or food within her body for long periods of time. [*]Skin has become pale and voided of any color, shaking and stiff. [*]Exposure to heat or warm temperatures above freezing will cause her body to burn, patches of flesh darkening and appearing to be burning away from the inside out. [/list][/list] [/hider] After surviving these symptoms, Racheli's vital signs will return to normal but some traits will remain. [indent]~ Black blood which is cold to the touch and slightly thicker than normal ~Lower body temperature of 75F/24C (estimated up) ~Sensitive to temperatures above 98F/37C (estimated up) [/indent] [center]Bio[/center] Birthplace- Spring Hill, IN Residence/Current Location- View Heights Apartment in Lost Haven, Maine Occupation- Bartender (currently looking for new employment)/part time artist Father- Micheal Garth (arrested and supposedly put to death) Mother- Jackie Desdemona (deceased, murdered) Aunt- Ruth Garth (deceased recently) Racheli is a fighter when it comes to misfortune, her past reflects her struggles and the trial she's had to overcome. Born in Spring Hill, IN, to a teenage mother by the name of Jackie Desdemona, her father was unknown even among the tightly knit community they lived in during her first few months of life. Shortly afterwards they moved to Mannis, New York, a suburban area ideal to raise children and provided more opportunities for both of them. Things seemed to have been going well up until Racheli turned two. A mysterious man had came knocking at their door, engaging into a heated argument which escalated, resulted in Ms. Desdemona's murder and Rach's abduction. Despite months spent in searching for her, no one could find hair or trace of the daughter. In a few months all attempts were ceased, turning the murder and kidnapping case into a cold file. Little did anyone know, Racheli's own abductor and mother's killer was none other than her own father, Micheal Garth. For the next six years, Racheli grew up in complete, blissful ignorance to what the man raising her had done. Her life was uneventful during the period her father used to wait out the heat caused by Jackie's death, interrupted only by continual moving, and to most he seemed like an ideal single father. In most ways he was. Images were deceiving and always will be in her mind when she discovered a dark truth about both her father and herself, deep within the Oregon wilderness. It was a yearly cabin trip, purely isolated save for a single road running straight through and stationed only a mile from their location. A few weeks in, she learned her father had been murdering women in the basement, specially designed for the grim task. Unable to escape fast enough, Rach was quickly pulled into the bloody event leaving her scarred and forever in conflict with herself. It was here she learned something twisted about herself: the enjoyment of inflicting pain and suffering. Driven by selfish desire not to become him, she made her way down into the basement the next night and freed the woman. It was little surprise the victim was terrified of Racheli which only angered the little girl more as on the way out, they encountered Rach's father's furious figure. Thinking quickly, the child tugged the weakened woman toward the front door then to the upstairs with the man in their wake. Locking them inside her room, the girl helped the victim climb out of the window and down to the ground. From there, they made their way to the highway. Only Racheli made it as the woman died due to infection and blood loss in the girl's arms. It was dawn the next morning when Racheli attracted a truck driver's attention when she nearly got herself ran over. Calling the police, the authorities found proof of her claims and a man hunt was issued for Micheal Garth. She learned he was arrested days later while using a faked credit card, placing him on trial and finally found guilt. He was placed up for the death penalty in a few weeks. Meanwhile Racheli was placed into a temporary foster home before a relative, her grandmother, retrieved her. Once again she was moved over state lines into Maine, where she would stay for several years. In her teenage years, Racheli grew up in the suburban area in a small town just on the outer limits where she had gotten a rough reputation. For most people, they associated her with trouble because she tended to come off as aggressive and often used physical action to solve her problems. At thirteen she and a couple of kids broke into the local gym, but she was the only one caught. The police asked if the gym owner wanted to press charges, her mouth shut while she refused to rat out those with her, and had to take a double take when the old guy shook his head. Instead she received an ultimatum, either work to pay off the damages or go to jail. It was a losing battle so she chose the prior since it was the least restricting of the choices. Being around the gym while the boxers trained sparked her interest in the sport so when the guy offered to train her, on strict conditions, well, it was too good to pass up. Racheli trained to become a contender for the city tournament in the following years, becoming eighteen and reaching for the top thanks to her competitive drive. Like most turns in her life, things got in the way. Her grandmother became ill and forced Racheli to give up on her dream, taking two full time jobs while working off and on at the gym. Between working at the local grill and bar, Eden's Garden, and factory work, Racheli managed to prevent them being tossed out on the streets. Over a three days ago, her grandmother mysteriously passed away in her sleep. Arranging the cremation and funeral, the last task left was to end the rental contract and dump her grandmother Ruth's ashes into the sea. It felt like it was best to make a new start and that was something Racheli intended to do. She's arrived in Lost Haven, Maine, just over an hour ago with her grandmother ashes. During the flight, it seemed she had caught something because she's been feeling weak and coughing sparingly. [hider=Alien Symbiote's history] Dr. Marcus Twaine, a bacterial and rock specialist, discovered the organism on asteroid rock samples taking by NASA's space probe Hermes after returning home. Microscopic and viral like, the government delivered the creature to a disclosed location. Though the place wasn't officially named, many folks knew it as Building 51. It was here where it was studied, experimented with and attempted to be better understood but known to the scientists, they had altered the Alien's original DNA in their ignorance. It became more of a living, intelligent virus which could now exist in humans. It was discovered when a scientist was exposed and infected, displaying unusual symptoms within minutes. Quarantining the host, they were able to extract the Alien for further study. Hoping to weaponize it, several humans, from criminals to volunteers, were exposed to the Alien. Most the civilians were dead within minutes as they died in stage three. Surprisingly it was the criminals who lasted the longest during the trials, ranging in hours before their bodies finally wore down and died. It was one of these death sentenced killers who allowed the Alien to escape when it synced with the man's brain pattern causing a chain reaction and slaughtered the staff, leaving corpses ripped apart in its wake. Using a car, it drove out of the smoldering building's ruins. For months, it passed through several hosts and infected often by direct touch, staying in dormant state until it was activated. All it took was a stressful event to trigger it which was easy as it was impossible to avoid it. Its last victim was a elderly woman named Ruth Desdemona, Racheli's own grandmother who died within stage one. Currently its within the woman's granddaughter, inactivated, but it won't stay that way forever. [/hider] [b]Hero Type (Select one):[/b] Other-Host to an Alien Parasite/Virus (didn't quite fit Alien sadly...) [b]Power Level (Select one below):[/b] [u]Mentality:[/u] Street level (Her selfishness and fears force her to remain on the smaller scale of things) [u]Physical: [/u]Between Street and City Level (She has the potential to grow to the Cosmic level, but events, connections, and even character development in the IC can influence when/how/in what manner her mind will be in when that happens) [u]Emotionally: [/u]Street Level (Anymore, she’ll have a mental break down and kick someone’s ass...or the wall) [b]Powers (Be Specific):[/b] [center][u]~Note~ [/u][/center] As the Alien grows and developments, key milestones will alter Racheli's DNA. This means her current abilities will develop into more advance forms and even developing new ones as she grows in the IC. I'll be running any new ability, which I'm still debating on what to give her for future arcs, by current Gms before implying it IC and adding it to the CS when it has made an appearance. For now, she only has a few to start off after with in her origin arc. These abilities below will gradually show up after her near death experience. [center][u]Racheli[/u][/center] The description given is at her max and full control, but during the IC she will be building up to it. [u]Physical[/u] ~Metal manipulation: Racheli has the ability to control and sense all types of metal she had come into contact with, currently limited to those on the Earth’s Periodic Table. When she fully acquires a the essence of a metal, earth based or otherwise, she can manipulate its structure between solid to liquid, alter its base atom components into another type (example: copper into steel), increase or decrease the metal’s original strength and gain usable data through touch alone that could take computer’s decades. The only thing Rach can’t alter with a metal is the total volume. Without additional metal to alter and add, the existing metal volume is unable change its total despite what she does to manipulate it. For alien, magical, or more complicated metals beyond the basics, Racheli must touch for several seconds uninterrupted and absorb the data before she can manipulate it easily. Any attempts to do before she’s done this step will result in a feeble, sometimes barely noted effect and leave slightly vulnerable to attack since she is unable to use her magnetism during this time. Any magical properties will remain the same as Rach can only affect the physical metal. [indent] Range- Any metal within eyesight, as long as she can see than it can be altered. Other Notes- Physically: Her eyes turn black while using this ability and the metal’s shine dull when she’s influencing it. [/indent] ~Magnetism: This ability focuses on magnetism and magnetic fields, allowing Rach to create, manipulate, and focus magnetism of various forms. Examples are magnetosphere, magnetic materials, planetary, etc. This allows her to attract or repulse metal objects to either directed at herself or a fixed location within her range, her mind also able to create and sense magnetic field. She can gain information such as their flow and disrupting their natural path into something different by changing their ion charge. Centering this on items or her palms, she can create an electrical current which gives her attacks a little shock to them. Rach is unable to influence the bio electrical workings of an individual without risking internal damage to herself, strictly since the energy is tied to something that similiar to her own. [indent]Range- 6 meters from her being the epicenter Other- Her aura gives off a slight buzz when someone within close quarters of her person, usually due to the static she gives off when activated. The more she uses it and in greater power, the stronger this sensation is through it will never be powerful to harm living beings. [/indent] [u]Mental[/u] ~Accelerated Perception and Procession: Being hardwired and upgraded into a biological computer, Racheli’s brain now processes and collects information at a hyper accelerated rate. Activated at all time, her mind slows down the scene mentally and can even pause it when needed (the outside events still are moving at their normal speed, her mind is just moving faster to absorb, register and anaylze). Her memory is increased and is photographic, enabling her to recall things much clearer and quickly compared to before she bonded with the virus. This also means she will never forget anything since her mind can store vast amounts of [i]exact[/i] data. Through understanding what is told to her is another matter completely. Her reflexes also aren’t necessarily speed up as this ability only affects her chances of reacting before the danger can reach her which if her speed is naturally slower, the too great to get clear or other additional factors than she will get hit. At best she can likely limit the damage done, especially when caught off guard. [indent]Range- Undefined Other- N/A [/indent] ~Enhanced Hearing: Racheli’s hearing has become extremely sensitive that she can easily determine the acoustic pressure changes within a single decibel in the ideal conditions. Thanks to this change she can easily pick infrasound, ultrasound, sonar and even radio signals traveling within her area with little effort when she focuses on filtering the background noise. Not even sound proof walls can prevent her keen ears from picking up noises through them which can allow her to tell an individual’s position and eavesdrop on their conversation with ease. On an individual, she can gain a surprising depth when it comes to listening to their heartbeat, blood circulation, breathing, and physical movements such as lying, injury, etc. Each individual’s heartbeat has a distinct volume, rate, and pattern to it that she can use to id a target even when in disguise. [indent] Range- Within a mile when in ideal conditions, and a fourth in worst. Other- Multiple sounds or background noise that’s within a meter of her can interfere with her ability, making it hard for Rach to focus on her target and separate the sounds collecting in her hearing. In addition, extreme sounds ranging in either higher or lower frequencies than a human’s ability to hear will hurt and possibly stun Rach when she’s not been forewarned to filter it out. Through she can tell when an individual without complete control over their body is lying, people with pacemakers and complete control are another matter. They are able to fool her hearing since they can maintain an unbroken rhythm with their heart beat as well as breath. [/indent] ~Enhanced Sight: Racheli’s vision has increased to about 20/5, about four times of a normal human and able to pick out a mouse from about two miles away. On zooming into the image, she can pick out incredible detail and clarity as if she was standing right on top of it. When she alters her vision spectrum she can identify infrared, ultraviolet, x-ray, microwaves, radio waves, and more when she’s seen them at least once. [indent] Range- 2 miles in ideal conditions, one fourth in worst. Other- Magical/abilities that allow invisibility can easily overcome this perception, preventing her from being able to see the target or details relating to it. With enhancement comes sensitivity as well, Racheli’s eyes are more susceptible to bright flashes, extreme colors, and other visual ‘explosions’ that her eyes can briefly shut down to reboot. This blindness can last up to minutes or days depending on the optical damage and how fast it is mended. [/indent] ~Enhanced Taste: This ability allows Rach to have gained accurate sense of taste and gain greater detail about a food, drink or material she’s sampling. She can tell the ingredients from a 20 mg sample, separating each independent element from the whole mixture. This can easily alert her to poisons and unnatural content that are rather harmful to her system, possibly sparing her consuming or enabling to determine what is edible and even nutrient. [indent] Range- Close Range Other- Magic and tasteless substances will elude this ability, preventing her from placing it and cause her to struggle. [/indent] ~Enhanced Smell: Racheli’s sense of scent is heightened beyond human and rivaling those animals with the keening olfactory abilities known on earth. This allows her to distinguish individual musks and other odors aiding in locating specific persons, objects, substances and even places with nothing but her nose. She can tell where an individual has been based on what scents have been collected on their person and even retract their steps, enabling her to tell how long ago they were there and even how long they lingered there. With most individuals, based on their pheromone changes and chemical clues, she can tell if a target is lying, sick, diseased or poisoned thanks to hormones/smells that are excreted within a set area. If she’s smelled a scent before than she can easily recollect that same smell when it crosses her path and where at exactly. [indent] Range- In ideal conditions, her range is about 1.75 miles before the scent fades. About a fourth of that in the worse one. Other- Range determines the amount of information Rach can gleam from an individual. At her limit range and in ideal conditions, she can only locate and track the target's’ movements enough to keep up. However in closer range and without any preventing magics/abilities, she can gain a more insightful data. This includes the individual’s condition, specific odor markers, what they’ve touched, what they’ve eaten, their race, where they’ve been recently, etc. Strong odors and several at once can cause extreme pain, ruining her focus and even kill her ability to gain information. [/indent] ~Enhanced Touch: Her sense of touch is sensitive enough to note indentations of ink on paper, radiation off items, seismic activities and even micro voltage. She can even feel the faintest crack that’s invisible to the naked eye. Her body can sense minute changes in temperature and pressure, enabling her to predict changes in weather or atmosphere surprisingly accurately. She can even tell the intensity the closer the storm comes into her general area. She can sense a human’s body’s change in heat and their air disturbance from at least five feet away, including if an individual is alive, for how long if they’ve died, emotions (such as blushing or other emotions that increases heat), and residual heat off objects or machines. [indent] Range- In best of the conditions, up to a mile diameter. In worse, about a fourth of that. Other-Rach can senses these vibrations through solid substances, liquid, and even air pressure changes. However, the closer to her limited range the less details she can obtain like many of her other enhanced perception abilities. [/indent] [i]Combative Skills[/i] ~Boxing: At a young age, Racheli learned the basics about the art of boxing. To say she mastered it is impossible as that would imply she can't improve, a fact which isn't true, so her levels haven't peaked fully. Before she was forced to give it all up, her experience level lie within what her gym [url=http://www.boxingscene.com/forums/showthread.php?t=354449]classed[/url] as a Prospect and a Journeymen in the sport. She had the talent, footwork and drive, but her experience lacked heavily and that was a factor which hurt her more then the rest. Even a poor athlete could be a decent boxer if they had the experience of a champ. Her skill level now resides in Tomato Cans level though it wouldn't take her long to raise to the level of Prospect or beyond with a reason and hard training, her body fully able to recall the rhythms, strikes, and more instinctively. [indent] Range- CQC Other- She's extremely rusty so it will take time for her to get back into shape. [/indent] [center][u]Alien[/u][/center] Telepathy: The virus that inhabits Rachelis’ body is able to share and communicate with her and others using Telepathy. It can project an image of its current chosen form, her father, into the outside world as long as she is conscious and aware. Beyond that, the organism hasn't shown any ability to affect the outside other than choose who will share its image and conversation with. So if it wanted to make her seem crazy, it is well within the being's ability to do so. Should any Telepathic being, magic, meta or others, attempt to read or influence Racheli’s mind (not senses) then they will be met by resistance due to the Alien’s paranoid nature. It would be like hitting a solid wall. [indent]Range- Namely the farther away from Racheli, the weaker the power is. Other- This ability might adapt in the future or the virus’ image will likely evolve into something outside her father's image. Only time will tell. [/indent] [b]Attributes (Select one at each category):[/b] [u]Strength Level:[/u] Normal Human-10 tons [u]Speed/Reaction Timing Level:[/u] Normal Human- 20 MPH. [u]Endurance at MAXIMUM Effort:[/u] 3 hours. [u]Agility:[/u] Normal Human- 5x human rate. [u]Intelligence:[/u] Average [u]Fighting Skill: [/u]Untrained (Rusty if you count boxing) [u]Resources:[/u] Minimal Nothing since the Riots. [b]Weaknesses:[/b] [u]Still Humanly Flawed[/u] Despite her abilities and physical changes, she's just as kill able as normal human. She hasn’t any defense against poisons (unless they are metal based), neuro-toxins, being stabbed or shot, should they manage to get past her abilities’ defense. Any massive damage will take normal time to mend and heal unless sped along by an outside source or magic since she hasn’t any super-accelerated healing factor like some metas have. Hitting or massively damaging any major organ will have the same result as it does a human, through depending on the organ the survival rate will vary. [u]Slow/ Fast Progression[/u] At the rp's start, Rach starts off as a normal, average human in the arc and will progress over IC. Depending on how often her abilities are used will affect how rapidly they grow which can vary from hours to months, even years. Unlike most heroes, she will not be fully able to use her abilities until she’s trained and gained experience in controlling which can make her a danger to herself and others when they manifest abruptly before she’s ready to handle them. Some powers will immediately come to fruition faster than she counted on causing them to cripple her rather than aid her within the moment. [u]Blood Wrath/Lust[/u] Through it’s hard to fully note, Rach is always fighting an inner demon she gained from her childhood. Through the event was minor and locked away, she had developed quite a temper when riled up as well as an enjoyment for violence and blood shedding. When fully enrage Rach loses control over herself and all she can think about is beating the living shit out of the source, be it an object or a living creature. In this state she engages only in offensive and aggressive attacks rather than teamwork and control making her a danger not only to herself, but others as well. Unless she’s restrained and calmed, it’s highly possible she could kill someone one day. A thought that might very well destroy her mentally. [u]Ashes to Ashes[/u] The Alien’s DNA and structure has a weakness to light and heat when outside its host, the black blood showing this by instantly combusting and evaporating when exposed to both or either of these two elements. When it bonded with Racheli, the symbiote gained a resistance to light and certain amount of heat tolerance that enable it to survive, but won’t prevent it from going back in hibernation at some levels. Depending on the Alien’s progression and how mentally Synced it is with Rach’s mental state, the temperature to put it back to stage one varies. With no sync at all, the lowest possible temperatures need to be around 200 degrees or higher. This would make Rach as powerful as a normal human, though the physical changes like black blood and colder temperatures are unable to be erased. Her abilities will be temporarily locked until the virus awakens again and infest the body, bring her powers gradually back into exist and to the power level they originally were within a few hours. However, extreme tempers reaching thermite level will destroy the Alien as well as its host completely. [b]Supporting Characters (Does your character have a significant other? A mother? Friend? Who are they, what do they have to do with your character?):[/b] Will add as the RP goes on, though here's a few. ~Garret Shepherd: A friend from the other side of Maine and he was the one that set up Racheli's living arrangements, suggested this crazy idea as he contacted his cousin. Though Racheli was bitter about the help yet seeing no other option, she was forced to agree and keep an eye on her future roommate for him. She's currently on a plane to Lost Haven where said cousin is located and supposed to meet her at a local cafe called 'The Cozy Spot'. ~Icarus: A superhero that wears a machine suit with some serious heat, which sadly wrecked their apartment leaving Justine and herself homeless for a time. Despite the aftermath, he was critical in getting Racheli to the CDC and finally saving her life by aiding in her mind to sync up with the virus. ~Justine Shepherd: Garret’s cousin and her current roomie before the apartment incident, thankfully she got out safely. Currently both of them are trying to determine how to proceed from here. ~Mysterious woman with the sword: There’s something… familiar about her. Racheli can’t quite place it but it’s like she knows her, despite never have met her before. [b]Do you know how to post pictures on RPG boards?:[/b] [img]https://media1.giphy.com/media/zUdFehNEYEMFi/200_s.gif [/img] Yes, do I get a treat now?!? :P [b]Sample Post (Minimum Four paragraphs containing dialogue. As this is an Advanced Level game, Sample must also meet the RPG forum's minimum requirement of 12 lines):[/b] [color=indianred]“Hello? Anyone there?”[/color] Racheli felt her voice echo back, the words filled with caution and uncertainty, before she opened the door farther. It made a loud, protesting creak at her push and heightened her awareness to full blown paranoia. Something wasn't right. She could easily tell that much when she edged farther in, instinctively keeping her hand still on the door while she moved deeper into the room. It took seconds to sense something or someone watching her enter while her eyes jerked upright. The green irises scanned the shadows, struggling to locate them and causing her to glare back, peeved who ever stood silently in the darkness didn't bother to make its presence known. Turning from corner to the next, nothing moved to her human eyes. Seconds turned into minutes, and shortly the stillness of the place was making the fine hairs along her neck back rise in alarm. Like a frighten, her breath becoming shallower as died down in volume, a faint hope it would be enough to hide her presence. It was a ridiculous thought she realize when noting the only light source came from the door right behind her. The light spotlighted her and drowned her in its pure, cold light. In her mind's assumption, it seemed to scream for her to stay within the colorless patch. It kept her calm and safe. However it also felt...wrong, almost pure cold. No warmth or heat, nothing to make it anything else but ice. Deep in her core, it was a fact that disturbed her. The reason why though escaped Racheli, her eyes fixed by the instinct to darkness, desperate to identify what frightened her. What was there? Her mind screamed at her, blaming her for her shortcomings as well as cursed the thing's existence. [color=indianred]“Show yourself, damn it.”[/color] She mumbled under her breath. Already her hands tightened into fists and body hunched into a defensive posture, her eyes glared about at where the lurker might've been. The light's chill sent frozen razors into her flesh and seemed to pierce her insides, almost completely freezing inside her. This wasn't right. Her mind seemed to scream again and demanding, in an impossible way, for her to make it right somehow. A child like giggle shattered the silence. Immediately Racheli's body twisted, facing one side toward the direction and braced with her opposite. Her feet balanced on her balls, immediately giving her more mobility while she tried to balance. It was like clockwork because the moment her body lifted, her fists had came up in a familiar boxing stance ready to jab the living daylights out the thing fucking with her. Ba-bump..ba-bump...her heart leaped into her throat, settling there, as her eyes flickered back and forth. The darkness still again. She knew it was out there, sitting and waiting, unable to convince herself there was nothing there. Something, her instinct or whatever, told her something was there and no force in heaven or hell could convince her otherwise. Seconds seemed to turn into minutes, drifting into what felt like hours while her body stayed rigid in her stance. It didn't take long for her muscle to start aching and her figure to loosen a bit, unable to take it much longer. [color=indianred]“This is getting ridiculous...”[/color]Racheli muttered under her breath, cursing her twitchy nerves when slowly released her ready stance. [b]“You shouldn't be so quick to relax.” [/b] Racheli's head whipped around late when the color silver flashed, darting at her middle. Her body tensed when a sharp pain erupted, her lips trickled blood causing her to look down. A knife, sharp and deadly, had nailed her between the ribs. The handle lightened by the light still pouring through the open door and seemed to dull all her senses, killing her off with its numbness. Racheli's fear clawed within her when she realized her couldn't feel anything. Her eyes pulled up and peered at her attacker, her right hand clasped over the embedded weapon while the other rested on the assailant's shoulder. All color drained from her face on seeing herself looking back. The eyes dark and crazed, tainted with a greed she knew well. The woman's words shifted in a male voice, the very one that haunted her since she was a child. [b]“You're daddy's little girl after, aren't you?”[/b] Racheli's eyes snapped open. Her skin was drenched in sweat and head throbbing, her flesh the color of curled milk, from the nightmare. A shaky hand reached up to touch her temple while trying to cease the trembling. Hazily, her mind tried to recall her surroundings rapidly before she did something uncalled for. The first thing that came to mind was jumping out of her seat and bolting for the nearest exit, forgetting in an instant why she was here originally. Her heart jabbed her rib cage with each rapid beat and for a moment, she thought it was going to tear right out her chest and never calm down. The dream had been so vivid and real, her mind rattled just thinking about it. It had been a few years since she had that dream, explaining why it had scared the shit out of her. Her heart seemed ready to make a break for after the shock to her system and made her chest throb. Between her chest and head, something was bound to give as her fingers rubbing her temple for a bit. It took several minutes before the ache started to fade from her focus though, after finally realizing she was on a plane to Lost Haven, it didn't help the passenger in the side seemed to chainsawing down trees with deafening snores. She hoped this trip was going to be a freaking short one. [h1]NPCS[/h1] [url=http://www.roleplayerguild.com/posts/3010940]Jacqueline Freeman[/url]