@Orange Juice Looks great so far! And may I just say that he is a lovely man, wow.
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Damn, he's fine. Just saiyan.
Haha ikr it's a young Daniel Day Lewis but I can't find the film it's from
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Haha ikr it's a young Daniel Day Lewis but I can't find the film it's from
Unfinished! I'll hopefully have this done tonight.
Interested! I'd like to play the journalist if that's alright?
Hello?
Name: Annabelle Boltagon
Age: 18
Appearance:
Years in the Academy: 4
Ancestors: Ahura Boltagon[Father], Blackagar Boltagon[Grandfather], Medusalith Amaquelin-Boltagon[Grandmother]
Powers/Abilities: Annabelle possesses a few powers inherited from her father and grandfather at birth, but gained a few unique powers after going through the terrigenesis.
-Hypersonic scream. Anna's scream is nowhere near as powerful as her grandfathers or even her fathers. Her scream is a lot quieter and is only capable of leveling a modest sized block of flats at full potential.
-Energy beams. Again, a lot less powerful than her ancestors, the beams are capable of cutting through concrete but are rather thin and unwieldy.
-Inhuman physiology. After the terrigenesis, Anna's body was enhanced, giving her increased strength, speed, reflexes and endurance.
-Additionally she possesses the ability to store kinetic energy and in turn channel this energy into attacks. Currently she can only transfer the energy into small objects and throw them, causing them to explode or simply disperse it through her hands.
Bio: Annabelle was of course born as the daughter to Ahura Boltagon, just before he was elected as CEO of the Ennilux Corporation. Her early life isn't much to speak of. It was relatively sheltered, what with her being descended from royalty and her father being the head of one of the largest Inhuman corporations. She was hardly even allowed to have friends, and any that she did make were vetted and scoped out to the point where they practically didn't want to be her friend in the end. As a result, Annabelle developed a superiority complex, believing that the reason people didn't like her was because she was inferior and the only way to get people to like her was to act like the royalty she was.
However, making friends wasn't exactly on her mind while the complex came about, her Terrigenesis was coming up and she was overtly nervous about it. While the genetic deformities had mostly been stomped out through the screening process done before hand, Annabelle was still terrified that she'd come out the other side looking like some sort of monster.
Suffice to say, she was right to be nervous. She spent the next month in her room, crying about her green skin, strange eyes and pointed ears. It took another month before her father convinced her to be proud of her deformities and show them off like a prize. She began taking more trips into the human world after that, seeing herself as an ambassador for the Inhumans. Her father let her go on believing it, after all she was only a girl of 13 years, what harm could a little embellishment do?
A year later and she received a letter from Tony Stark. Her grandfather urged her to join the avengers academy, having worked with Stark in the Illuminati. She accepted and has attended the school for 4 years now, providing a valued asset and representing the small number of inhumans at the academy.
Family/Relationships?:
James Victor Rodgers
James and Anna don't know each other hugely well, but they've met from time to time. Anna would consider James to be a friend of hers, but dislikes his boy scout attitude to things and doesn't really know enough about him to be good friends. In their first year, James helped Anna fend off some bullies who were mocking her for her skin colour and inhuman status.
Mark Westbrook
Anna doesn't know Mark all that much, she's been in a few classes with him but other than that she has little idea of who he is.
Vix
Anna has been in a few classes with Vix, but again she hasn't spoken to her very much and doesn't really know who she is.
Will Fleeter
Anna has never met Will.
Charlotte Rhodes
Anna knows Charlotte well enough to call her a friend. They were often study partners around exam time and occasionally spar with each other. Charlotte often teases Anna due to her royal heritage.
Weapons: None as of yet.
Personality: Annabelle has a tendency to expect the worst of just about everything. Be it people or situations, she mostly always has a negative outlook on how it will turn out. She has a little bit of a superiority complex, especially when it comes to music. For the most part, the complex plays itself out to hide how inferior she really feels on the inside, but when it actually comes to music she does, in fact, feel superior to most people. Speaking of, she is most definitely an 'indie chick'. She browses vintage shops, listens to old music(primarily the Smiths and the like) and has a penchant for disliking mainstream things.
However, it's not all doom and gloom when it comes to Annabelle. While she can come off as rather cold initially, after becoming her friend she is as loyal as loyal can be. She is also plainly honest, never wanting to lie to someone unless it would hurt them. She often hugs people when drunk and won't hesitate to claim someone who is only marginally her friend is her best friend.
Other:
Age: 18
Appearance:
Years in the Academy: 4
Ancestors: Ahura Boltagon[Father], Blackagar Boltagon[Grandfather], Medusalith Amaquelin-Boltagon[Grandmother]
Powers/Abilities: Annabelle possesses a few powers inherited from her father and grandfather at birth, but gained a few unique powers after going through the terrigenesis.
-Hypersonic scream. Anna's scream is nowhere near as powerful as her grandfathers or even her fathers. Her scream is a lot quieter and is only capable of leveling a modest sized block of flats at full potential.
-Energy beams. Again, a lot less powerful than her ancestors, the beams are capable of cutting through concrete but are rather thin and unwieldy.
-Inhuman physiology. After the terrigenesis, Anna's body was enhanced, giving her increased strength, speed, reflexes and endurance.
-Additionally she possesses the ability to store kinetic energy and in turn channel this energy into attacks. Currently she can only transfer the energy into small objects and throw them, causing them to explode or simply disperse it through her hands.
Bio: Annabelle was of course born as the daughter to Ahura Boltagon, just before he was elected as CEO of the Ennilux Corporation. Her early life isn't much to speak of. It was relatively sheltered, what with her being descended from royalty and her father being the head of one of the largest Inhuman corporations. She was hardly even allowed to have friends, and any that she did make were vetted and scoped out to the point where they practically didn't want to be her friend in the end. As a result, Annabelle developed a superiority complex, believing that the reason people didn't like her was because she was inferior and the only way to get people to like her was to act like the royalty she was.
However, making friends wasn't exactly on her mind while the complex came about, her Terrigenesis was coming up and she was overtly nervous about it. While the genetic deformities had mostly been stomped out through the screening process done before hand, Annabelle was still terrified that she'd come out the other side looking like some sort of monster.
Suffice to say, she was right to be nervous. She spent the next month in her room, crying about her green skin, strange eyes and pointed ears. It took another month before her father convinced her to be proud of her deformities and show them off like a prize. She began taking more trips into the human world after that, seeing herself as an ambassador for the Inhumans. Her father let her go on believing it, after all she was only a girl of 13 years, what harm could a little embellishment do?
A year later and she received a letter from Tony Stark. Her grandfather urged her to join the avengers academy, having worked with Stark in the Illuminati. She accepted and has attended the school for 4 years now, providing a valued asset and representing the small number of inhumans at the academy.
Family/Relationships?:
James Victor Rodgers
James and Anna don't know each other hugely well, but they've met from time to time. Anna would consider James to be a friend of hers, but dislikes his boy scout attitude to things and doesn't really know enough about him to be good friends. In their first year, James helped Anna fend off some bullies who were mocking her for her skin colour and inhuman status.
Mark Westbrook
Anna doesn't know Mark all that much, she's been in a few classes with him but other than that she has little idea of who he is.
Vix
Anna has been in a few classes with Vix, but again she hasn't spoken to her very much and doesn't really know who she is.
Will Fleeter
Anna has never met Will.
Charlotte Rhodes
Anna knows Charlotte well enough to call her a friend. They were often study partners around exam time and occasionally spar with each other. Charlotte often teases Anna due to her royal heritage.
Weapons: None as of yet.
Personality: Annabelle has a tendency to expect the worst of just about everything. Be it people or situations, she mostly always has a negative outlook on how it will turn out. She has a little bit of a superiority complex, especially when it comes to music. For the most part, the complex plays itself out to hide how inferior she really feels on the inside, but when it actually comes to music she does, in fact, feel superior to most people. Speaking of, she is most definitely an 'indie chick'. She browses vintage shops, listens to old music(primarily the Smiths and the like) and has a penchant for disliking mainstream things.
However, it's not all doom and gloom when it comes to Annabelle. While she can come off as rather cold initially, after becoming her friend she is as loyal as loyal can be. She is also plainly honest, never wanting to lie to someone unless it would hurt them. She often hugs people when drunk and won't hesitate to claim someone who is only marginally her friend is her best friend.
Other:
The situation played itself out rather well. The students aptly handled it all and kept everyone safe. Annabelle only hoped things would go as smoothly out in the field, lord knows they would be handling things a lot more dangerous than just bottle rockets. She bit the corner of her thumbs fingernail, a bad habit she had adopted during her first few nervous weeks at the academy. She turned slightly towards Vix as the projection faded.
"Problem is, what you prefer doesn't always lead to the one as you put it." She spoke, rather pessimistically. "Anyway, enough of that soppy stuff." She continued, intending to continue speaking but stopped herself as the group from the cafeteria made their way into the hall of heroes. "Looks like stuff is starting, we'd better join the group." She stated rather formally before making her way up to the group and following suit.
"Problem is, what you prefer doesn't always lead to the one as you put it." She spoke, rather pessimistically. "Anyway, enough of that soppy stuff." She continued, intending to continue speaking but stopped herself as the group from the cafeteria made their way into the hall of heroes. "Looks like stuff is starting, we'd better join the group." She stated rather formally before making her way up to the group and following suit.
I've slowly been updated my relationships as they've come about but if anyone wants to PM me that'd be great!
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Annabelle scratched her forearm, looking up at the marvelous architecture of the hall of heroes as Vix responded. Even if you didn't like the decor, you'd have to admit it was soundly built. It had to be what with the academy being such a hotspot for villain attacks. Annabelle always wondered how the academy would fare against an infiltration, after all with the dozens of applicants each year how would the academy be able to spot every villain masquerading as a hero just to get in to the academy?
"Excited is an overstatement. I can't wait to get in on the real action, stuff gets boring around here quick." To the new student or outsider the academy would seem to be a dream school, with excitement every day and some of the best teachers on the face of the earth. But after 4 years of seeing events like the current rocket one she began to get bored with them. What she wanted most of all was to make a name for herself as a hero, and actually start helping people. Before she could get lost in her thoughts Vix began projecting the situation at the cafeteria in front of them.
"Hm? Oh, Roger is such a boyscout" She sighed "As unhero-like as it is I prefer bad boys. Or girls for that matter." She said, staring into the hologram as if it was as normal as going to the cinema. "I dunno, this all seems kind of high octane for the first day. I just want to get classes over and done with for the day, settle in a little bit you know?"
Annabelle scratched her forearm, looking up at the marvelous architecture of the hall of heroes as Vix responded. Even if you didn't like the decor, you'd have to admit it was soundly built. It had to be what with the academy being such a hotspot for villain attacks. Annabelle always wondered how the academy would fare against an infiltration, after all with the dozens of applicants each year how would the academy be able to spot every villain masquerading as a hero just to get in to the academy?
"Excited is an overstatement. I can't wait to get in on the real action, stuff gets boring around here quick." To the new student or outsider the academy would seem to be a dream school, with excitement every day and some of the best teachers on the face of the earth. But after 4 years of seeing events like the current rocket one she began to get bored with them. What she wanted most of all was to make a name for herself as a hero, and actually start helping people. Before she could get lost in her thoughts Vix began projecting the situation at the cafeteria in front of them.
"Hm? Oh, Roger is such a boyscout" She sighed "As unhero-like as it is I prefer bad boys. Or girls for that matter." She said, staring into the hologram as if it was as normal as going to the cinema. "I dunno, this all seems kind of high octane for the first day. I just want to get classes over and done with for the day, settle in a little bit you know?"
4 Years Ago
Attilan dock
A young green girl sat on the edge of a concrete dock, legs dangling over the abyss of blue as she skimmed stones across the vastness of the sea. In a few hours she'd be on a boat to New York, and from there a plane to Los Angeles. She had never been to either of the places, and both seemed about as strange as mars to her echo chamber of a world view. Whenever she was able to visit the human world it was usually always with a set of royal guards or family members, and if not she was sure to be surrounded by representatives of humanity or dark suited bodyguards taking her around to see all of the boring historical sights. She jumped a bit in her seat as she felt the firm grip of her father clutch her shoulder. It was time to go.
Present Day
Avengers Academy
Brianstorm
Annabelle sat in her room reading an old tatty book she had picked up for less than a dollar at a local bookstore. An almost equally old record player sat on her disc, spinning away as it did almost every day. Currently she was feeling rather punk, and as a result The Sex Pistols blared throughout her room, and subsequently the room of the poor sod who lived next to her. She'd been at the academy a day early due to a mix up at the airport. You'd have thought that the greatest minds in Attilan could have booked a flight properly but it seems all their talents lay in science and philosophy rather than common sense. Her room was rather different from most students, dark and a bit untidy, her father would have gone crazy if he had seen it. Suffice to say she had shed her princess image in her first year, purposely neglecting to mention it now for the sake of hating the stereotypical image of a princess that most people would go on to associate her with if she told them.
She folded the corner of the page and tossed the book onto her desk before rising from her bed and heading into the shower. Half an hour later and she was ready to face the day as it were. She wore an open flannel shirt revealing a T-shirt bearing the logo of 'Theatre of Hate', just to prove to the new students that she was a real hipster. A pair of skinny jeans and converse would do for the lower parts of her clothing and of course as accessories go she was wearing a choker and her hair in it's usual tied-but-long style.
She made her way to the cafeteria, dodging returning students and new ones alike. She didn't like many people at the academy, but she especially disliked those who felt the need to be in such a hurry that they would shove a stranger out of the way. In her four years at the academy she had learned to dodge most students on the first day.
She entered the cafeteria with tired eyes. She stretched quickly before grabbing a tray and joining the queue that was getting ever longer. As per usual the food was sub par. When it was quiet the lunch staff were actually quite good, but having to serve a school of this size was a nightmare, and you could tell that the staff were overworked even at breakfast. She simply grabbed a bowl of cereal, before sitting down at an empty table, browsing her phone and occasionally eating a bit of cereal.
Soon after she dumped her tray and made her way to the hall of heroes, seeing Vix whom she had previously met in a few classes there. She sort of raised her hand in a lazy greeting before standing next to her.
"Hey, Vix, ready for another semester?"
Attilan dock
A young green girl sat on the edge of a concrete dock, legs dangling over the abyss of blue as she skimmed stones across the vastness of the sea. In a few hours she'd be on a boat to New York, and from there a plane to Los Angeles. She had never been to either of the places, and both seemed about as strange as mars to her echo chamber of a world view. Whenever she was able to visit the human world it was usually always with a set of royal guards or family members, and if not she was sure to be surrounded by representatives of humanity or dark suited bodyguards taking her around to see all of the boring historical sights. She jumped a bit in her seat as she felt the firm grip of her father clutch her shoulder. It was time to go.
Present Day
Avengers Academy
Brianstorm
Annabelle sat in her room reading an old tatty book she had picked up for less than a dollar at a local bookstore. An almost equally old record player sat on her disc, spinning away as it did almost every day. Currently she was feeling rather punk, and as a result The Sex Pistols blared throughout her room, and subsequently the room of the poor sod who lived next to her. She'd been at the academy a day early due to a mix up at the airport. You'd have thought that the greatest minds in Attilan could have booked a flight properly but it seems all their talents lay in science and philosophy rather than common sense. Her room was rather different from most students, dark and a bit untidy, her father would have gone crazy if he had seen it. Suffice to say she had shed her princess image in her first year, purposely neglecting to mention it now for the sake of hating the stereotypical image of a princess that most people would go on to associate her with if she told them.
She folded the corner of the page and tossed the book onto her desk before rising from her bed and heading into the shower. Half an hour later and she was ready to face the day as it were. She wore an open flannel shirt revealing a T-shirt bearing the logo of 'Theatre of Hate', just to prove to the new students that she was a real hipster. A pair of skinny jeans and converse would do for the lower parts of her clothing and of course as accessories go she was wearing a choker and her hair in it's usual tied-but-long style.
She made her way to the cafeteria, dodging returning students and new ones alike. She didn't like many people at the academy, but she especially disliked those who felt the need to be in such a hurry that they would shove a stranger out of the way. In her four years at the academy she had learned to dodge most students on the first day.
She entered the cafeteria with tired eyes. She stretched quickly before grabbing a tray and joining the queue that was getting ever longer. As per usual the food was sub par. When it was quiet the lunch staff were actually quite good, but having to serve a school of this size was a nightmare, and you could tell that the staff were overworked even at breakfast. She simply grabbed a bowl of cereal, before sitting down at an empty table, browsing her phone and occasionally eating a bit of cereal.
Soon after she dumped her tray and made her way to the hall of heroes, seeing Vix whom she had previously met in a few classes there. She sort of raised her hand in a lazy greeting before standing next to her.
"Hey, Vix, ready for another semester?"
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