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Ash has an english rose complexion with pale skin and rosy cheeks. She has long wavy red hair and blue eyes. Has a definite rock chick flavour to her clothes with skinny jeans, motorcycle jacket and multiple rings/necklaces. Also still has a strong English accent.
Name:
Ashlyn Olivia Blackwood (Prefers to be known as Ash)
Alias:
Wildheart
Age:
27
Gender:
Female
Powers:
Has the following powers:
Animal Shapeshifting - Can take the physical form of any animal she chooses. Any animal she changes into keeps the appearance, size and abilities it normally has
Enhanced Senses - She effectively has the enhanced senses of animals ie her eyes work like those of a cat, her hearing and sense of smell are on par with those of a dog
Enhanced physical traits - She has enhanced agility, speed and stamina which are all again similar to those in the animal kingdom. Ie her agilty and balance are like that of a cat, her stamina is akin to a wolf etc
Rapid Healing - She can heal from almost any wound in a very short space of time (think Wolverine from X-men)
Animal Communication - She can communicate with animals (animals think in images and sensations, her mind is able to translate these into words she understands
Animal Shapeshifting - Can take the physical form of any animal she chooses. Any animal she changes into keeps the appearance, size and abilities it normally has
Enhanced Senses - She effectively has the enhanced senses of animals ie her eyes work like those of a cat, her hearing and sense of smell are on par with those of a dog
Enhanced physical traits - She has enhanced agility, speed and stamina which are all again similar to those in the animal kingdom. Ie her agilty and balance are like that of a cat, her stamina is akin to a wolf etc
Rapid Healing - She can heal from almost any wound in a very short space of time (think Wolverine from X-men)
Animal Communication - She can communicate with animals (animals think in images and sensations, her mind is able to translate these into words she understands
Weaknesses:
Has the following weaknesses:
Hyper metabolism - Perhaps the biggest drawback of her abilities is how much energy they require. As a result she burns energy at an alarming rate and must replenish it on a very regular basis. Practically this means she is almost always constantly eating (has large meals and more than three a day plus eating energy bars throughout the day in between meals) If for some reason she is unable to eat for longer than an hour then even without using her abilities she will begin to feel dizzy and pass out shortly afterwards. If she uses her physical abilities (shapeshifting, physical traits) a lot in a short space of time then she will need to eat a large meal immediately afterwards otherwise she will again collapse
Sensitivity to light and sound - Due to her senses being enhanced a sudden bright light or loud sound can disorient her for a short period of time (Effectively stunning her)
Chronic headaches and Migraines - She is unable to "switch off" her mental ability and as such always hears background noise from the creatures around her this makes her prone to headaches. If she uses this ability more than usual in a short time then the strain can cause a Migraine
Hyper metabolism - Perhaps the biggest drawback of her abilities is how much energy they require. As a result she burns energy at an alarming rate and must replenish it on a very regular basis. Practically this means she is almost always constantly eating (has large meals and more than three a day plus eating energy bars throughout the day in between meals) If for some reason she is unable to eat for longer than an hour then even without using her abilities she will begin to feel dizzy and pass out shortly afterwards. If she uses her physical abilities (shapeshifting, physical traits) a lot in a short space of time then she will need to eat a large meal immediately afterwards otherwise she will again collapse
Sensitivity to light and sound - Due to her senses being enhanced a sudden bright light or loud sound can disorient her for a short period of time (Effectively stunning her)
Chronic headaches and Migraines - She is unable to "switch off" her mental ability and as such always hears background noise from the creatures around her this makes her prone to headaches. If she uses this ability more than usual in a short time then the strain can cause a Migraine
Skills/abilities:
She has the following skills:
In depth knowledge of animals both wild and domestic - Ash has degrees in Veterinary Medicine and Zoology and as such is very knowledgeable on most species health, behaviour, anatomy etc
Knowledge of history - Ash has soaked up whatever knowledge she could from her father and so knows a fair bit about ancient cultures particularly those of West Africa
Hand to Hand Combat - Ash began learning how to fight (mainly for defence) when she was a teenager and is now proficient at hand to hand combat. She refuses to use guns and prefers to fight without weapons
In depth knowledge of animals both wild and domestic - Ash has degrees in Veterinary Medicine and Zoology and as such is very knowledgeable on most species health, behaviour, anatomy etc
Knowledge of history - Ash has soaked up whatever knowledge she could from her father and so knows a fair bit about ancient cultures particularly those of West Africa
Hand to Hand Combat - Ash began learning how to fight (mainly for defence) when she was a teenager and is now proficient at hand to hand combat. She refuses to use guns and prefers to fight without weapons
Bio:
"I had the luck, or misfortune depending on how you look at it, to be born into the prestigious and wealthy Blackwood family. My father James, Earl of Blackwood, was from a long line of Blackwoods dating back several hundred years. The family was known as titled and of "old" money which meant you were welcome at all the best and most exclusive events held by the English nobility, which Adrian and my mother adored and my father and I loathed. I grew up with everything I could ever want, money, love and adventure, and I honestly can't think of a better childhood to have. My father was an Archaeologist and instead of sticking us in boarding schools he took us with him when he travelled. My mother happened to be a school teacher and so we were taught by her rather than in school. I thought this was great fun and I loved travelling the world and exploring old places and their history, Adrian not so much and I know he wished he were back home with his PC and gaming.
Things changed when I became a teenager though, my father began to act well...obsessed and everything became about his work and proving his theory. He had this crazy idea that the Orisha were real, Orisha being the Yoruba gods of west africa, and that he had somehow encountered one of them. Of course no one believed him and he became a laughingstock and his career ended up in tatters with everyone seeing him as a crackpot and a joke. Worse though was that his behaviour became so bad that my mother left him, she was American and decided to go home when things got too much. She took Adrian with her and wanted to take me too but I couldn't leave my father, he had no one else, so I insisted on staying. Fate you might say, if you believe in that sort of thing. I didn't believe in it or in his crazy theory but I loved him and thought if I helped him he might realise the truth and go back to how he was before. Silly really but I was a kid.
Our last trip to Africa was when it happened, when I lost my dad and my life changed forever. I was sixteen fresh out of school and I had decided to go on one last trip with my father before I went on to college and university. I thought taking a gap year would also help me figure out what I wanted to do as I was torn between following in my fathers footsteps and studying Archaeology or going into Veterinary Medicine. Our camp was attacked one night by local militia, turned out the area was rife with political upheaval and rival soldiers fighting one another, we happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time. I don't really remember much of that night except in my dreams. Mostly shouting, screaming and blood lots of blood. I know everyone in our camp was killed my father included and that they came after me. I was found in the jungle a few days later surrounded by the dead bodies of the soldiers who had been chasing me, they had been savaged as though an animal had killed them.
Everyone believed that I had somehow miraculously survived first the soldiers and then the animal attack that had killed the soldiers but that's just a story. One I let people believe as it's easier than explaining what really happened. The truth? The truth that I don't dare tell anyone is that my father was right the Orisha were real or at least one was. I stumbled half dead from blood loss, I'd been shot though where I can't remember and there isn't of course a scar, onto a shrine to Aja Orisha of nature and animals. It's a blur after that but somehow I know that she did something to me, blessed me or gave me some of her power or something, and I was suddenly different. I woke up days later starving and surrounded by dead soldiers. I still dream about how it felt to kill them though less so these days. Anyway, after that I became how I am now. I hid it for a long time and tried to live a relatively normal life, I graduated with degrees in veterinary Medicine and Zoology and went to work in Africa where I figured my talents and education would be the most useful. Eighteen months ago I learned my mother had died and I moved to America to be closer to Adrian who I remained in contact with throughout the years.
He lived in a city that was rife with violence and crime and it was him that encouraged me to follow in other peoples footsteps and become a hero. He was the only one who knew what really happened the night my father died and about my secret."
Things changed when I became a teenager though, my father began to act well...obsessed and everything became about his work and proving his theory. He had this crazy idea that the Orisha were real, Orisha being the Yoruba gods of west africa, and that he had somehow encountered one of them. Of course no one believed him and he became a laughingstock and his career ended up in tatters with everyone seeing him as a crackpot and a joke. Worse though was that his behaviour became so bad that my mother left him, she was American and decided to go home when things got too much. She took Adrian with her and wanted to take me too but I couldn't leave my father, he had no one else, so I insisted on staying. Fate you might say, if you believe in that sort of thing. I didn't believe in it or in his crazy theory but I loved him and thought if I helped him he might realise the truth and go back to how he was before. Silly really but I was a kid.
Our last trip to Africa was when it happened, when I lost my dad and my life changed forever. I was sixteen fresh out of school and I had decided to go on one last trip with my father before I went on to college and university. I thought taking a gap year would also help me figure out what I wanted to do as I was torn between following in my fathers footsteps and studying Archaeology or going into Veterinary Medicine. Our camp was attacked one night by local militia, turned out the area was rife with political upheaval and rival soldiers fighting one another, we happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time. I don't really remember much of that night except in my dreams. Mostly shouting, screaming and blood lots of blood. I know everyone in our camp was killed my father included and that they came after me. I was found in the jungle a few days later surrounded by the dead bodies of the soldiers who had been chasing me, they had been savaged as though an animal had killed them.
Everyone believed that I had somehow miraculously survived first the soldiers and then the animal attack that had killed the soldiers but that's just a story. One I let people believe as it's easier than explaining what really happened. The truth? The truth that I don't dare tell anyone is that my father was right the Orisha were real or at least one was. I stumbled half dead from blood loss, I'd been shot though where I can't remember and there isn't of course a scar, onto a shrine to Aja Orisha of nature and animals. It's a blur after that but somehow I know that she did something to me, blessed me or gave me some of her power or something, and I was suddenly different. I woke up days later starving and surrounded by dead soldiers. I still dream about how it felt to kill them though less so these days. Anyway, after that I became how I am now. I hid it for a long time and tried to live a relatively normal life, I graduated with degrees in veterinary Medicine and Zoology and went to work in Africa where I figured my talents and education would be the most useful. Eighteen months ago I learned my mother had died and I moved to America to be closer to Adrian who I remained in contact with throughout the years.
He lived in a city that was rife with violence and crime and it was him that encouraged me to follow in other peoples footsteps and become a hero. He was the only one who knew what really happened the night my father died and about my secret."
Other:
Ash has two German Shepherd's called Artemis and Apollo and three cats called Bast, Aja and Smudge (her brother named the last one)
Their house, though small, regularly has visitors of the animal variety
Ash displays numerous animal quirks, perhaps due to her shapeshifting, which she has to consciously hide when around people except her brother
Their house, though small, regularly has visitors of the animal variety
Ash displays numerous animal quirks, perhaps due to her shapeshifting, which she has to consciously hide when around people except her brother
Nate has short dirty blonde hair and blue eyes and a generally young looking face. He has lightly tanned skin from the amount of time he spends outdoors. He is average height and on the thinner side having never bothered to work out and try and build muscle. He spends most of his time in jeans and hoodies and doesn't really bother that much with his appearance. When "Photon" he wears all black with a long black leather coat and a pair of goggles.
Name:
Nathaniel Cooper (Called Nate by most people) Alias:
Photon Age:
19 Gender:
Male Powers:
Has the following powers:Absolute Light Can create an explosion of light that fills the area around him, this light is blinding but otherwise does no damage. Used mainly to stun opponents
Light Absorption Absorbs the light around him from light sources such as electric lighting or from sunlight and using it in various ways. He can also store the light he absorbs to use at a later date.
Light Manipulation Manipulates the light he absorbs in various ways either for attacking (Balls, Blasts, Spikes etc) or for defence (Shield, Constructs that protect him etc)
Weaknesses:
Has the following weaknesses:Darkness or absence of light Nate cannot generate his own light and must rely on light from external sources to power his abilities. If no light source is available and none is already stored in his body then he is rendered powerless
Over absorption He has to be constantly aware of how much light he has absorbed to ensure he does not accidentally absorb more than his body can safely manage. If he were to absorb too much at one time his body would burst apart
Skills/abilities:
Has the following skills:Underground/Black market knowledge Nate has been a criminal for most of his life and as such has intimate knowledge of the underground criminal elements in La Vida, including gang leaders, fences etc
Dirty Fighting Nate has no actual combat training instead he has learned through experience how to fight. His style of fighting is basically do whatever you have to in order to win. It's not graceful, elegant or controlled but is ugly and unpredictable. He fights as a last resort and prefers to rely on his powers to hurt others from a distance. If he is caught in a fight he will fight only to escape
Quick Thinking Nate has survived on his own most of his life and has learned to think quickly, he is adept at thinking on his feet and adjusting his behaviour at a moments notice depending on what's happening
Bio:
"You wanna know about me? My life and shit? Why so you can use it against me? Heck go ahead and try it. Fine fine I'll tell ya I ain't ashamed of it anyways. My mom was some whore that got knocked up from one of her customers and had me in some public toilet in Detroit. To be honest with 'ya I don't know why she didn't just dump me there and then, I probably would have if I were her, but I guess she maybe felt somethin' for me. Not more than the drugs but somethin'. Anyways, I grew up in one shitty apartment after another mostly fending for myself as my mom was either out looking for customers or high on her latest fix. I reckon I was about ten when the child services got involved, I'm surprised they hadn't sooner since I never went to school and spent most of my time stealing stuff to live on, and into foster care I went. I bounced around different homes and some were ok and some not ok. Maybe if I'd been able to stay in one of the ok ones things might have turned out a whole lot different but then again maybe not. I ended up in a pretty nasty home in LA when I was around fifteen and I knew early on that I needed to get the hell outta there.
I'd done some school by then and I ain't stupid, no matter what anyone says, and I began savin' money as soon as I could. I also stole cash whenever I got the chance and within a year I had enough to make a run for it. I ended up on the streets and the less said about that the better, it was bad as bad can get. Maybe that's why I said yes to that stupid offer even when I knew it sounded too good to be true. Some guy in a fancy suit said I would get regular meals and cash at the end of it and all I had to do was let them stick some needles into me. Some drug company testing their new drug I figured but of course it was something else, I was the only one to survive those tests with the rest just dying or going completely batshit.
I ended up with my powers and everyone else ended up dead so not a bad deal all in all. Of course I used my new powers to get the hell outta there as they wanted to keep me locked up. Figure out how I got powers and the others didn't. I killed a few and hurt a load more escapin' but that's life for ya. You gotta be tough to survive this shit. I ended up in La Vida after that and I'm still here, with these powers I pretty much do what I want and anyone that don't like it well...they get a bit more light than they planned on.