[CENTER][h3][hr][B]| [I]NIGHTSTAR[/I] |[/B][/h3][hr][/CENTER] [B]| [I]NAME:[/I] |[/B] [INDENT]Mariand'r 'Mari' Grayson[/INDENT] [B]| [I]ALIAS:[/I] |[/B] [INDENT]Nightstar[/INDENT] [B]| [I]AGE:[/I] |[/B] [INDENT]17[/INDENT] [B]| [I]ABILITIES/SKILLS/EQUIPMENT:[/I] |[/B] [INDENT][B]Tamaranean/Human Physiology:[/B] Like her mother, Mari's alien physiology constantly absorbs ultraviolet radiation and converts it to energy. Mari has green eyes with no pupils, pale orange skin and dark iridescent purple hair. When she is using her abilities in full force, her hair seems to glow and react like fire. However, this is simply an illusion. Unlike her mother, Mari is only half Tamaranean, thus lacking most of her mother's tremendous strength, stamina and durability. Mari however has inherited her father's natural athleticism making her a very agile combatant. [B]Energy Absorption:[/B] Primarily, Mari absorbs ultraviolet radiation from the stars and other sources of radiation. She can also absorb the ultraviolet radiation from other life forms such as Kryptonians who thrive on it. However Mari can not contain as much radiation as her mother thus significantly lowering her power levels and exhausting her abilities much faster. [B]Energy Projection:[/B] Mari can project her 'starbolts' at her opponents in a variety of ways. The energy is burning hot and melts or destroys most metal objects and skin. Due to her mother's DNA being modified by experiments by the alien Psions, Mari has inheirated the power and ability to channel and project her stored energy into destructive blasts called 'starbolts'. Mari also has the power and ability to unleash all her stored energy into a pseudo nova blast. While her mother's nova blast was as hot as a burning sun, Mari's is lessened due to her stored energy being nearly halved in comparison to Koriand'r. [B]Superhuman Strength:[/B] Like Koriand'r, Mari is superhumanly strong. Unlike Kori however, Mari's strength is far less although still considerable. At maximum strength, Mari is able to lift twenty five tonnes above her head. [B]Flight:[/B] Mari can use her energy to push herself through the sky which leaves a distinctive energy contrail behind, looking as if it is coming directly from her hair. This only works when gravity is affecting her, and she cannot fly unaided in space. It should also be noted that Mari can not fly at supersonic speeds and as such still requires transport for long term distances due to both this and her lack of true Tamaranean stamina.[/INDENT] [B]| [I]LIMITATIONS AND WEAKNESSES:[/I] |[/B] [INDENT]Lacking her mother's superhuman stamina and durability, Mari takes considerable harm although not from her own abilities. To further explain, Mari does not take damage from holding a car above her head or punching through a solid wall, but high caliber firearms can still pierce her skin as can blades if made of a resilient enough material and used by a strong enough foe. Furthermore, as Mari lacks Kori's stamina, her abilities exhaust her much faster. While her stamina is above that of a human's, it's not anywhere notable. This is primarily due to Mari not taking her training seriously hampering her own abilities. It should also be noted that Mari can't exceed a speed of 250mph/400km/h while in flight. On foot, her abilities are those of a skilled athlete. Since Mari lacks true Tamaranean durability as noted above, she can't fly higher than the stratosphere. Unlike Kori, Mari lacks the ability to assimilate languages through contact and as such must learn them the old fashion way, much to her annoyance. Lastly, Mari lacks the experience of her parents and intense training her father received when he was her age. This makes Mari a relatively unskilled combatant especially when compared to other students her age. In this department, Mari is her own biggest draw back as she runs in the opposite direction from the legacy in her parents. As such she's something of a slacker and comes across as an apathetic 'rebel'.[/INDENT] [b]| [i]SAMPLE POST:[/i] |[/b] [INDENT]The overly cheerful chime of the alarm was possibly the most unwelcome noise that Mariand'r Grayson could imagine at this very moment as it disturbed her sleep, permeating every square inch of her skull. Dragging the covers over her as she buried her head beneath the over-sized pillow, Mari audibly groaned as she realized the darkness which she embraced to sleep had been violated by the constant flickering of daylight as it slithered between the mangled blinds on her window. After a struggle lasting a whole five minutes, Mari finally reluctantly surrendered to the alarm as she rolled over and hit the button, the looming display almost seemed like some hellish abomination as the red numbers angrily stared back at her. '9:45? Already? Seriously I feel like it was 3am half an hour ago. A groan escaped her lips as she flopped back over on the bed, spreading out to allow the bed to consume her as the young woman stared at the antique ceiling above her head. 'What day is it even? Do I have class? Please say it's Friday, oh I pray to whatever higher power there may be that it's Friday.' Her inner monologue went on, as she sat up and reached for her cellphone only to let out a cry of anguish upon reading the screen realizing that not only was it not Friday, but it was also Hallowe'en. That mean the Brew was going to be a gong show later. "At least I'm not working." She grumbled to herself as she swung her legs over the edge of the bed, feeling around with her feet for her slippers before standing up. Tugging at her tanktop, she looked down remembering she had been too tired for pajamas and had slept in her underwear, silently cursing as she remembered her blinds didn't really protect her privacy. Scrambling to her closet as the wooden floor beneath her creaked and moaned with wear, Mari pulled out a robe and quickly threw it over her. Making her way to the bathroom she nearly did a double take as her reflection looked like it was already dressed for this evening. Mari had forgotten to remove her makeup from the day before and now it, combined with the mess of hair atop her head gave her a look that could probably turn a gorgon to stone. 'Ugh.' Reaching into the glass enclosure, Mari turned the tap and began to run the hot water, ensuring her shower would be more than warm enough before she undressed. Pulling a fresh towel out of the nearby closet, Mariand'r peeled off what few clothes she had on before stepping into the baptism of hot water as it rained down on her seemingly washing away all her stress of tiredness. Mari was a firm believing that a hot shower was better than any cup of coffee in the morning. [hr] After the hot water tank had been drained and about an hour after that, Mariand'r finally emerged from the bathroom, only her robe between her and any would be peepers in the dorm across from hers as she moved back into her bedroom. After quickly throwing on her usual attire of jeans and a tank top, Mari decided she had best check in on her emails ensuring that she hadn't missed anything from the class that took place while she had taken her shower. Her stomach growled as she sat down at the small desk and opened the laptop, the first reminder that she hadn't eaten yet this morning. '12:30, fuck!' Or rather this afternoon as the case was currently. She shook her head at the time as she opened her inbox, noticing a rather large amount of emails from 'Facbook'. "Don Macintosh has added you as a friend, Charles Glover... Fredrick Hattin... Who are these people? Fuckin' creepers." Mari muttered as she leaned back in her chair, selecting all the emails and hitting delete. Clicking open a new tab, she logged into her Facebook and quickly 'ignored' the same friend requests. "Preferred when it said rejected. Bunch of stupid boys." She noted that most of them had been at the Brew last night, which meant they too attended Corrigan and figured she was cute so they could add her. 'The least they could have done was talk to me first.' Her stomach suddenly growled again prompting Mari to close the laptop and grab her leather jacket off the back of the door before locking up her apartment and heading downstairs. Coming out into the hallway, Mari nearly collided with a wall of orange and black balloons. Her eyes starting to glow as her hands began to heat up but the sound of another person caused Mari to step back, cooling down as she looked around the floating wall. "Good afternoon Mari!" Came a male voice from behind the balloons as one of her dorm mates poked his head out. "Hey Scott," Mari responded with a small wave. She really wasn't in the mood for letting small talk stop her from grabbing a bite to eat. But she knew Scott, and he'd want to talk. "Serena got you setting up for tonight already?" She asked, moving around the balloons and slowly moving towards the dorm's exit. "Yeah buddy, Ravencroft's favourite holiday tonight. I thought you'd know that. You've been here over a year haven't you?" "I'm in my third year actually," Mari responded turning towards the door only to let out a silent sigh of exasperation as Scott continued the conversation. "Oh well, I can't believe we've known each other that long. I feel like it was just yesterday we bumped into each other and I had to buy you a new coffee." He smiled wide as he looked at Mari who hid her annoyance quickly. Please tell me he is not flirting with me. "Hey Scott I was ju..." "So are you working tonight?" His voice quickly spoke over Mari he nearly caused her lip to bleed as she bit down on it in frustration. Her angry stomach growling loudly under her jacket. "No I'm not." She answered flatly turning to leave as Scott continued to talk. "Well you should come out to the dorm party then! I mean, you won't get to sleep with the party happening below your bed." "I think I'll stay at a friend's!" Mari called back trying to ignore the cynic in her head. Friends, what's that, someone else to let get close so they can stab you in the back. "Uh well, maybe you and I could get a bite to eat sometime." Scott added as Mari exited the building. And there's the date invitation. She shook her head as she began to walk across the campus towards the mess hall. Maybe one of these days someone could look at her and not treat her like her flirtatious mother.[/INDENT] [b]| [i]NOTES:[/i] |[/b] [indent]In case it wasn't clear, Mariand'r is the daughter of Richard Grayson and Koriand'r. Cherry Coke all day, every day. [hider=Image References:] [img]http://static.comicvine.com/uploads/original/11121/111217258/4794143-tumblr_nkgcysfsjz1rzwyggo1_1280.png[/img] [img]http://static.comicvine.com/uploads/original/11121/111217258/4794166-tumblr_noirqvvvz31uoschko1_r1_1280.png[/img] [img]http://static.comicvine.com/uploads/original/11121/111217258/4794148-tumblr_ml4vm1hcba1qlja38o1_1280.jpg[/img][/hider] [HIDER=Relationship Sheet][CENTER][hr][h3]NIGHTSTAR'S RELATIONSHIP SHEET[/H3][hr][SUB][B][I]// [color=0072bc]Friend[/color] // [color=00a99d]Acquaintance[/color] // [color=f26522]Frenemy[/color] // [color=fff200]Rival[/color] // [color=ed1c24]Enemy[/color] // [color=ed145b]Crush[/color] //[/I][/B][/SUB][/CENTER] [INDENT][LIST] [*][B][color=ed145b]Allen, Rick[/color]:[/B] [INDENT][I]Probably the fastest kid on campus (Sorry Tanya! Luv ya gurl!), Rick has that certain adorkable quality to him that normally I wouldn't find attractive. There's something fun in making him sweat with a bat of my eyes, it's interesting to note that he can move his mouth almost as fast as his legs. Could be something to keep in mind down the road.[/I][/INDENT] [*][B][color=0072bc]Blackwell, Frederick[/color]:[/B] [INDENT][I]I met Freddie on the first day of school this year, being the kind senior that I am, naturally our 'Meet Cute' involved a 'Watch where the fuck you're going!'. We became fast friends after that. It's nice I guess because Freddie doesn't just stare at my chest although he has commented on how big they are. I almost sent him into the stratosphere for that one. What is it with guys and boobs?[/I][/INDENT] [*][B]Bordeaux, Amethyst:[/B] [INDENT][I]Short explanation of reasons behind the classification.[/I][/INDENT] [*][B][color=00a99d]Dowie, Richard[/color]:[/B] [INDENT][I]Nice wand dude, maybe buy me dinner next time before you whip out your wood. I jest of course but it's fun to make him nervous. I mean it's cool he can wave it around whenever he wants, but the way I hear it he has trouble keeping it up.[/I][/INDENT] [*][B][color=0072bc]Kama, Jason[/color]:[/B] [INDENT][I]This is a chill dude and I can actually respect that (Don't quote me on that Dad!). That said, Jason is kind of a goof but hey, it's amusing and he's always good for a couple of free laughs. Plus I have a suspicion that Jason doesn't eat meat due to his connection with sea life. I can't see him violating the beasts of the land and sky either.[/I][/INDENT] [*][B]Kelly, Mailsi:[/B] [INDENT][I]Short explanation of reasons behind the classification.[/I][/INDENT] [*][B][color=0072bc]Kent, Kieran[/color]:[/B] [INDENT][I]A [b]fuckin' Kryptonian[/b], like where do these guys come from? I was sure both Dad and Grandpa described ol'Big Blue as the 'Last Son of Krypton'. As Julian's best friend, Kieran is pretty alright even if he's a bit of dork wearing the 'S' around campus. Either way, he's cute, maybe if things don't work out with Julian.[/I][/INDENT] [*][B][color=f26522]Kyle, Jack[/color]:[/B] [INDENT][I]Ugh, this boy. If he makes another pass at me I'll make sure to melt his gimp suit into his skin. I'm also pretty sure he has at least five pens of mine and possibly some of my makeup. I definitely haven't been able to find my favourite lip gloss since the last time we had a class together.[/I][/INDENT] [*][B][color=0072bc]Lamont, Tanya[/color]:[/B] [INDENT][I]At first Tanya rubbed me the wrong way, I assumed she and her bird would cover the dorm in feathers but somewhere along the way she managed to pierce my Bat-forged armor. I guess living with someone can eventually endear them to you as is the case with Tanya. We have a lot in common, primarily our blurred heritages. She seems to think because I'm into music I might want to play in a band with her, I mean I might if I'm not too busy with anything else.[/I][/INDENT] [*][B][color=00a99d]Lancaster, Kyle[/color]:[/B] [INDENT][I]Nervous kid. Doesn't like to be touched, and keeps his hands to himself. My kind of guy, but I'm sure he'd only disappoint if I got to know him.[/I][/INDENT] [*][B][color=ed145b]Luthor, Julian[/color]:[/B] [INDENT][I]A Luthor, a true to life [i]fuckin'[/i] Luthor. I couldn't even believe it the day I learned his name. Hell, I couldn't care less as to what he looks like, the guy is [b]A)[/b] Loaded, [b]B)[/b] Brilliant and [b]C)[/b] My father would hate him. All good points for Mr. Luthor and all good points for me.[/I][/INDENT] [*][B][color=ed145b]Murray, Fenris[/color]:[/B] [INDENT][I]Something about this guy, I want to punch him in his smug face but another part of me wants to jump his bones. The worse part is, it's like he knows it. He just leers at me and it's like gah! I'd be more descriptive here but my Dad's likely going to read it so... That all said, I have a hunch I'm not really his type, pretty sure he's more into hot dogs than tacos. But hey tequila![/I][/INDENT] [*][B][color=00a99d]Noelani, Valtina[/color]:[/B] [INDENT][I]She's polite, cute, pretty and absolutely [b]deplorable.[/b] Like who the fuck does she think is buying that act? No one can be that nice. In all honesty, I don't know the girl at all but man all that sugar is sure to give way to rot sooner or later.[/I][/INDENT] [*][B][color=f26522]S'tonn, S'tann[/color]:[/B] [INDENT][I]Prick, prick, prick, prick, [b]motherfuckin'[/b] prick!. Although there's something somewhat attractive about his rampant disregard for others. Too bad he's green, I mean green eyes are totes adorbs but green skin is too much.[/I][/INDENT] [*][B]:[/B] [INDENT][I]Short explanation of reasons behind the classification.[/I][/INDENT][/LIST][/INDENT][/HIDER][/indent]