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"We're undercover. This is a very important undercover operation which you are endangering just by talking to us. Look, I have a gun. I am Detective Inspector Me. This is my partner, Detective Her."
"Her?"
"Me."
"Him?"
"Not me. Her"
"Me."
"You?"
"Yes."
"I'm sorry who are you?"
"I'm Her, he's Me. Got it? Good. You better get out of here before you blow our cover. They've got snipers."
"Her?"
"Me."
"Him?"
"Not me. Her"
"Me."
"You?"
"Yes."
"I'm sorry who are you?"
"I'm Her, he's Me. Got it? Good. You better get out of here before you blow our cover. They've got snipers."
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_**Astrid**_
Astrid flinched as the man next to her spoke. So lost in the bafflement of her mind, she had forgotten about him only moments after getting in the car. She wondered what was happening to her, her mind. Was... was she loosing it? Maybe she had finally hit the breaking point and her mind had just snapped. It would certainly explain what had happened at the explosion. How else could she reason with the fact that she was still alive?
"Astrid," she mumbled under her breath. "My names Astrid. I... I don't know what happened to me..." her voice came out slowly as she struggled to comprehend it herself. Letting out a sigh of frustration she raised her hands to either side of her temples and softly groaned. She had a throbbing headache from the day's activities. She exhaled in relief as he turned down the terrible music and nodded when he mentioned Alexander Hall. She wasn't sure what he had asked about it, but home sounded so good to her, she couldn't wait to be there.
Under her hands her head burned hotly, as if she had a 104 fever. Her hands were shaking from the pressure on her temple. Sweat congealed around her hair line on the right side of her face. Trembling Astrid outstretched a hand from her body and saw shimmering of the air heating up around her hand. Stifling a yell of surprise, she quickly rolled down the window and stuck her hand out. It helped momentarily, before the heat surged once more even worse than before. She croaked out to Mike, "Pull over the car. Now."
The spit in her mouth and throat had all dried up causing the words to have to tear themselves out of her throat. Before he had a chance to react she stuck her head out the window, and the wind beat across hair that was now slick to her head. She groaned watching the sweat drip down over her eyes and evaporate before it left her face. What the fuck was happening to her.
like the character, i think reflective mimicry is a little op however. Perhaps if she were only able to mimic appearances, instead of appearances and powers, but that is just my personal preference.
There can only be one pyrotechnic!
awesome!
22xander, just want to say, your in the wrong section man. You really should head back to free instead of casual, it seems like its way out of your range of expertise. I would suggest that you stay there at least until you can manage to use the english language properly and write about 2-3 paragraphs with ease. Until then, please stop wasting the casual's time and complaining in our section.
Name: Astrid Bones
Age:19
Godly Parent: Zeus
Years at Camp: 5
Ability: limited flight, summoning lightning, charging her body like a battery to release electricity when needed
Skills: fighting with a variety of weapons, pissing people off, taking control, being a leader
Weapon of Choice: [Thunder](http://www.swordhistory.info/wp-content/uploads/xiphos-greek-sword.jpg)
Appearance:
Astrid is pretty tall for being a girl, about 5'9". Her body is thin, though not lacking muscle. From afar it is easy to assume that she is weak, though she would kill you if you told that to her face. Half of Astrid's blonde-brunette colored hair is shaved. Often times she braids a strand of hair as a separator between the shaved and non-shaved part of her hair. Besides the normal piercings she has a small golden ring going through the top of her left ear. Her eyebrows are dark, lacing her blue eyes that vary depending on the weather and her mood.
Personality: Astrid seems like a very distant and cold person. Around people she seems to snap quickly, ready to jump on anything that they say. She is always expecting someone to be attacking her, causing her to constantly become stressed around people. Despite seeming to be permanently angry with people Astrid is a born leader. Maybe it came from her heritage, but when she steps up to take control people seem to follow. That is when she hasn't created discomfort between the two of them.
Brief History: Astrid grew up in a dump of a place with her step-father and step-sister Cleo. Sometime before she could remember, her mother had left their family and stuck them with her husband. Cleo was the light of her world, and the only reason she even returned home every day. As for her step-father, he was a drunk and very abusive while under the influence. More than once Astrid was force to go to school with a black eye or a bruise on her arm. The only reason the two girls weren't orphans yet was because of the child-welfare money their step-father could collect to get drunk on.
One night, late after the girls had finished their homework and were messing around the door burst open, revealing the intimidating figure of Cleo's father. He stood still only a moment before striding forward, a fire burning in his eyes. He shouted about something important that he had lost. Something Astrid never could remember about that night. After shoving Astrid back into a nearby wall, she lay there stunned, only able to watch the following events. Cleo's father grabbed her by the hair dragging her out of the room. Thumps and yelling proceeded their exit. Each resounding smack caused Astrid to flinch as if in physical pain herself. Finally able to stand in no longer she ran into the room after them to find Cleo on the ground bloody and bruising fast. Her step father was standing over her staring at the body of his daughter with a mixture of confusion and horror in his eyes. All Astrid saw was red around the edges of her eyes. Snatching up a lap from the shelf next to her, she brought it down on the hulking mans head, causing him to collapse. He didn't react by cry or pleading with her as she grabbed a fragment of the pottery and stabbed him with it, only lifted his head in preparation for the sharp edge.
With both her sister and step-father dead on the floor of their dirty shoddy apartment, Astrid could not stay there. She left immediately, without grabbing any of her stuff. Out the window and down the fire-escape and onto the streets. Astrid wandered around her days and weeks in a daze of that night's events, until eventually she found herself at Camp Half-Blood. Finally she was in a safe place, receiving support from kind figures, she only wished Cleo was there to see it all.
please I hope this doesnt die yet
yay new guild!
Quote: _If We Die, We Die, But First We'll Live_
Name: Astrid Bones Hallows
Nickname: just Astrid
Age: 19
Gender: Female
Height: 5'6"
Weight: 115 lbs
Ethnicity: Caucasian, about 50% russian mixed in with a variety of other european ethnicities
Sexuality: straight as an arrow
Relationship Status: single
Political Affiliation: yep, just screw them. All of them.
Religion: same as Political Affiliation, screw them all
Drugs of Choice: Hates the taste of Coffee, doesnt like drugs because she feels she is above something like that
Alcoholic Preference: falls under the categories of Drugs of Choice
Favorite Food: just about every consumable with meat. Steak, chicken, tacos, burgers, sausages, you name it she'll eat it. Not raw food though, thats gross
Major: Engineering
Clubs: N/A
Year: Sophmore
Roommates: Nicole Bishop
Occupation: student
Talents/Skills: a fairly good cook, seems to piss people off a lot,
Likes: herself, retaining the upper hand, being superior, stuff she's good at, math, solving problems(mostly her own though, screw other people's)
Dislikes: loosing control, ignorance, idiots, druggies, bullies, punks
Personality: very much a self-fish bastard. In her mind everything is about her and should be that way. She is smarter than everyone else and believes she is surrounded by incapable idiots. Most of these people will quickly wane away her short temper leaving her to explode in an anger unmatched by much.
History: Astrid grew up on the streets. Ever since she can remember the concrete had been her bed, the trash her fridge, the rats her pets. It was a hard life for a child so young. Some how though she managed to survive long enough to get into school. Once in school she found out her thirst for knowledge, and also her complete hate for those without it. Excelling in school, though alone Astrid quickly became the smartest kid in her class. She finished everything early allowing her to continue on her hunt for knowledge and began taking college classes by the time she was a sophomore.
She still had problems with the idiots at the school, but with her new classes she was spending less time being dragged down by them and more time actually learning. Of course there was no avoiding them. More than once she ended up in detention for punching a kid in the nose over something stupid they had said. Not that she regretted it.
Finally after graduating top of her class Astrid joined University of San Francisco for its cheap cost. She really hoped she could go to some place more intellectual like MIT or Stanford, but with her limited budget she was going to have trouble paying for University of San Francisco. As it was she was probably going to have to work through her entire time at college.
Power: Fire. Lots and lots of fire. She can't be burnt, she can light things on fire through friction, usually snapping her fingers. The only other way she can create fire is if her emotions get out of control(which is often)
she can create streams of fire from their hands
Fire can be utilized to manipulate flames into whatever she pleases (Ex. wall of fire) within her energy limit
she can envelop her body with fire, and then throw streams of it like a flamethrower without receiving burns. Extreme energy burner
she can throw fireballs
Focusing fireballs into smaller more intense flames for cutting and carving
Astrid
The sound of each footstep seemed to resound around her as she walked towards her apartment.The events of the morning were still troubling her and she couldn't seem to stop thinking about them. Not paying any attention, Astrid was very surprised when a young man in a large black car pulled up next to her. He asked if she wanted a ride, and had a concerned look about his face. She turned to him with a blank look on her face, confused by this random guy's generosity. Quickly her brain caught up with the situation and she thought to herself, What the hell do I look like, a prostitute?
She looked down at herself and immediately realized that she looked exactly like that. She wasn't wearing a shirt any more and her jeans were so in tatters that she were barely providing any cover. Her nose wrinkled in disgust, both at the boy's attempt to pick her up and at her obviously uncomfortable situation. Shaking her head in answer to the young man's questions, Astrid turned to continue walking on her way. As she turned she caught sight of the sun reflecting off the hood of the car. Instantly she froze, images flashing through her mind. Bright flames, flashes, explosions, screaming, smoke, the feeling of choking to death. All these memories flashed through her mind in a series of fast terrifying images. "On.. on s-second thought, I'll take you up on that ride." She yanked open the door a little more forcefully than needed and quickly moved into the seat, so as to prevent the man from seeing any part of her exposed. As she seated herself she wrapped the blanket tightly around her shoulders and stared out the window, ready to just be home.
The sound of each footstep seemed to resound around her as she walked towards her apartment.The events of the morning were still troubling her and she couldn't seem to stop thinking about them. Not paying any attention, Astrid was very surprised when a young man in a large black car pulled up next to her. He asked if she wanted a ride, and had a concerned look about his face. She turned to him with a blank look on her face, confused by this random guy's generosity. Quickly her brain caught up with the situation and she thought to herself, What the hell do I look like, a prostitute?
She looked down at herself and immediately realized that she looked exactly like that. She wasn't wearing a shirt any more and her jeans were so in tatters that she were barely providing any cover. Her nose wrinkled in disgust, both at the boy's attempt to pick her up and at her obviously uncomfortable situation. Shaking her head in answer to the young man's questions, Astrid turned to continue walking on her way. As she turned she caught sight of the sun reflecting off the hood of the car. Instantly she froze, images flashing through her mind. Bright flames, flashes, explosions, screaming, smoke, the feeling of choking to death. All these memories flashed through her mind in a series of fast terrifying images. "On.. on s-second thought, I'll take you up on that ride." She yanked open the door a little more forcefully than needed and quickly moved into the seat, so as to prevent the man from seeing any part of her exposed. As she seated herself she wrapped the blanket tightly around her shoulders and stared out the window, ready to just be home.
great, ill do the same when i get home
May I say, welcome to the Guild. It's a pleasure to have someone new around here and I hope that this is a good first rp for you here. I've got to say I really love your character. Regarding your Roommate status, I think what I have put down for Astrid is not working out. Perhaps you would be interested in sharing an apartment? Could provide some interesting content between our characters.
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