Post by Rose McDonald on Jul 5, 2013 0:39:10 GMT -5
Elizabeth Rose McDonald
Fey // 20 // Neutral // Allison Scagliotti
"If you knew the kind of person you used to be...the work we did together..."[/color]
:: PERSONALITY ::
Breaking down Rose’s every manner of acting and responses would be enough to fill a book or make a psychologist reconsider job choices, and that’s just the way she loves to come off to people. She will come off as an extremely energetic person, and is likely seen caring around an energy drink, coffee, or anything else that would give her a quick shot of energy. Her love for these grew from how much her powers took a toll on her, and she has learned to always find ways of keeping awake. Often quick to make a joke or to reference any sci-fi, horror, or action comedy; Rose is also able to go off on long rants and conversations of video games or anime. The best advice is to not bring up “reality” shows to her, unless you really want a five hour rant over ploddingly written crap. While coming off extremely childish most of the time, she does have her serous side and if she catches you bothering someone she cares for it will come out with claws.
While on the subject of things that make her mad, it would be wise not ask about her parents, specifically her father and the cow that he married, trashy romance novels,current state of affairs with other countries, actually rephrase that as politics in general, any form of hatred toward another person for any B.S. reason, cows, or the summer of 2010. Other than that don’t be a bigot or a complete ass and she’ll get along fine with you. That being said Rose is the one person you do not want to p** off. Having a tendency to hold a grudge she is willing and capable to make someone learn a lesson, and well if that lesson involves angry ferrets or horseshoe crabs then so be it.
On a lighter side Rose is a huge tech fan, and a while not an expert at coding or programing; she is more than capable of fixing minor things. Running a slightly popular blog that has been an every growing cry out about her opinions, she has made a name for herself on the web as the Clarity Rose. Despite the recent events, Rose has been extremely vocal about mutant rights. She carries the belief that mutant powers are no different than other human potential and that if someone was going to rob a bank, blow something up, jaywalk, or go on a mass murdering spree, it would make no difference if they had powers or not, it would only give them a method to do it among the several other methods.
"You're not the only one with gifts."
:: MUTATION ::
- :: Spiritual Seperation ::
Rose is able to separate her spirit from her body, well in a sense. She is able to disconnect part of herself from her body, appearing as a ghostly figure of herself, her skin appears as pale as snow and her hair turns white. She seems to float by with grace, her feet never touching the ground. While in this form her voice turns to an eerie and elegant song. While in this form she isn’t capable of physically affecting others, and is unable to pass through full walls.
While she is able to pass through solid objects, it requires her to be able to see on the other side. While wondering her body seems to be in a coma like state, and but seems to function on basic needs easily. It will continue to breath and function, but seeing as it can’t eat or drink, and that this form takes a lot out of her, and is only maintainable for twenty minutes at most. On top of the other restrictions she can only be at most one mile away from body. Taking a lot of energy out of her, she other can appear to be extremely tired and/or cranky after using her powers for any more than five minutes.- :: Minor Possession::
While in her for spiritual form, Rose is able to possess small objects, ranging from everyday items such as vacuums, pens, and so on. While being unable to possess things with certain programming, such as computers, televisions, and cell phones, she is able to possess other forms of technology, such as radios. That being said often these items seem to move on their own, as if someone else was using them. Well minus things like radios which she is able to communicate through. Often the larger or more complex the object the more it takes out of her, and shortens her time away from her body. Rose is also unable to possess anything living, as much as she would want to be able to at times.- :: Colored Aura ::
While not exactly a whole power, if Rose goes into her spiritual form while under emotional stress, her form will actually emit an oddly colored light.
Sorrow=Blue
Anger=Red
Confusion=Yellow
Envy=Green
Remorse=Black
Happiness=Pink
Pride=Gold
"Living from day to day, moving from place to place, with no memory of who or what you are."
:: History ::
While not expected from her, she was actually born in a small Kentucky town, and has grown to try and keep that away from who she currently is. Being an only child Elizabeth did everything she could to avoid boredom, from reading books, to watching television, talking to herself, and those where just the things she did, when she wasn’t running around with her friends. Never known for being a wallflower Elizabeth grew up to be the average rambunctious child that most parents were afraid would be a test to their patience.
That was until she was twelve and she watched her mother start to wither away from cancer. Staying by her mother’s side as much as she could, it didn’t take long to notice her father starting to be more and more absent. It wasn’t until her mother had passed away that she had fully seen why. Elizabeth watched as he brought in another women into their house, one that he always called Lizzie. It irritated her, he brought in a complete stranger to her not even a year after her mother died, called her by the same name he used for her when she was a child, and even shared her mother’s bed with her. Needless to say she was not enthused about the new mother figure.
It was clear though that she wanted nothing to do with Elizabeth either, after a few years of constant arguments and trying to cause her dad to look down at his only daughter with her lies and bile, she finally got her wish. Between the ways she dressed, and the friends she kept, the woman, saw her as nothing a proper lady should be. This was only increased further when she found out Elizabeth was Bi, and was currently seeing someone. Despite how much they argued Elizabeth’s father wasn’t going to do anything rash, while he understood both sides of the argument he only wanted them to get along. That was until her powers awoke, and everything took a turn for the worst.
Waking up to find yourself looking at your own body, can kind of seem unsettling. Okay it’s about as unsettling as walking into a house and seeing Hannibal Lecter. It took Elizabeth only five minutes to figure out how to return to her body, but sadly that was ten seconds too late, as her new mother came in to wake her up and caught her returning to her body. Needless to say that made things worse. Her “mother “ came to her father telling her that she saw her powers in use and claimed she tried to use it to harm her, cutting her hand in good measure as “evidence” . Her father furiously yelled at her, trying to figure out why she would attack his new wife, and in that moment her mind was made up.
“Alright fine, if you love her enough to give up on mom and me then fine, she can have you.” Walking out the door, she never felt the urge to walk to those doors, or to peer at the glass windows. After taking up her middle name Rose as her first name, she did what she could to survive. She got as many jobs as she needed to keep herself in school till she graduated. With some luck she kept everything a secret from those around her until she had finished high school, and decided to cut one more memory. Making her way north, she eventually found herself in New York, and despite some trouble at first, she found a way to stand on her feet and started attending a nearby college, unaware that her world was changing more than any writer could imagine.
"Scream for me."
[/color][/center]:: RP sample ::
She sighed as she overlooked the classes she would be taking while sitting back in the small chair of her apartment. It was decorated the best she could, a few posters here and there, an average sized t.v. stood in the middle of the main room, with a worn out couch, she had purchased from a second hand store, sitting in front of it. It wouldn’t be too much longer till she would be among people her own age again. And while she didn’t mind the old people she would talk to at the book store as she rang them out, or the so called artist at the coffee shop, it would be nice to try and meet someone like her.
Looking over at the grey hamster that was peered at her from the glass wall of is home, she easily put aside every other thought. “What it is Rick? You better not be hungry, cause I fed an hour ago and you are not getting any chubbier on me.” The small rodent tilted his head almost as if he could understand her before, running a few circles before turning to her again. “Fine, I know what you want.” Taking a blue plastic orb up from the floor she held it in both her hand and felt the grooves on it, and the bite marks from when she had first gotten the small thing. “Alright fine, come here.” Picking up the small hamster, it didn’t take long for her to put him in the orb, and watch as he raced off across the floor.
“And he’s off.” Leaning against the wall Rose, watched as the blue ball shot back and forth from the room, it didn’t take long until the small thing was bumping into everything, Rose included. “Hey you little. Okay that’s it, you’re on.” Giving chase after the ball missing it on purpose, she didn’t put much thought into if Rick was having fun to, or if she was generally going crazy. To her it was just another day off, and another way of killing boredom.
"Welcome to Mutant High."
[/color][/center]Martamis // GENT // Don’t make me haunt you. // n.a!
"Class dismissed."
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