Post by Jaxon Carley on Apr 28, 2011 1:28:57 GMT
Jaxon Carley
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Human Kind cannot get something without giving something of equal value back to the universe. This is the first law of exchange.[/b][/size][/font]
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Codename: Chemist
Age: 22
Faction: Neutral for now
Occupation: Weapons manufacture to the highest bidder
Playby: If you mean who is the face I am using. Angelina Jolie
i'm wanting to be free of this hate...
Father:Unknown
Mother:Unknown
Siblings:Unknown
Other:N/A
but you're not letting it go....
Likes: Children, Poetry, Metal Music, , Meditation, Oriental Styles of fighting. A job done right
Dislikes: Bigoted people, Being imprisoned, Racism, People who have lost hold on reality, Controling people
Strengths:[/size] Jaxon has a strength of will that surpasses most people. She is resilient as well and tenacious. These three strengths are enough and have gotten her through the worst of her life and carried her onto her better one.
Weaknesses:[/size] Her weaknesses are basically found in her likes as well as dislikes. She has been trapped using a child and can be goaded using her dislikes. In this way she is trappable.
Mutant Power (if applicable):[/size] Jaxon from a young child has learned that she has the ability to manipulate matter, molicules and make them do what she wants them to do. In a sense her powers are linked to her name .. pure chemistry. She has advanced sight that she can tune to the level of the highest microscope.
Thus she can manipulate matter at its base levels. She can create weapons, explode chemicals. or break them down and distroy matter.
Power Limits:[/size]Her power is limited to basic physical range. She has to be close as a scientist to his microscope to break down base matter. She can break down matter at a farther range but not as accurately.
Personality:[/size][/font] Jaxon is a fiercely determined woman with a very kind heart. Most of her kindness comes from her history of being alone.
Her tenacity lends her to be a person who once she has taken on a task she will not give it up ever. This can sometimes get her caught if she is not careful.
A child alone or the helpless will soften her heart and lead her to help where she can and sometimes where she cant.
She can be vindictive to someone who gets on her bad side and getting on her bad side is easy all you need to do is be an ass and hurt those whom she cares for or who she feels did not deserve what you did. Then you have earned an enemy for life.
Other than that she is out for herself as she feels this is all that life is worth anymore. She has met no one to give her purpose or a direction to channel her power into so she lives life as she sees fit.
can't you see we are the same?
Eyes:[/size]Hazel
Hair:[/size] Dark brown and long down to her hips
Physique:[/size]Healthy. She keeps her body in tip top condition using oriental exercises. Her body is covered in tattoos these all have a meaning. If one can hold her still long enough to decipher them one could have a way of controlling her.
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this war we're fighting is undecided...
History: [/font]Not much is known about her past. Much of it she keeps secret. What is disclosed here is to be kept as PLAYER knowledge only and not Character knowledge unless I myself as a player tell you that your character has discovered it.
Jaxon was born to very strictly religious parents who joined a cult that was actually trying to produce the perfect mutant child. When they got thier baby girl parental instincts kicked in and when they found out what the cult wanted to use the children they created for they balked and ended up getting themselves killed as they were perfectly normal and unable to defend themselves against the mutants who were running the place.
Being a child in this environment enabled Jaxon to train her skills to the utmost. It also made her hate her makers. Once she found out that her parents were killed when they tried to leave the place with her she made escape plans.
Untrusting of anyone she didnt know well, Jaxon kept her plans to herself and eventually made it out of the place with enough money to secure her future anywhere she wanted and effectively hide herself until she could get on her feet.
This is where we begin........
Jaxon owns a small plantation of sorts that is kept secret from everyone. Most do not know that this hundred acre plot of land hides a military like place that hides her refugees, children who have the mutant abilities and are without a place to be and people who also have mutant abilities and those who are just human.. who are out to make money on those who stupid enough to be at war with others.
Jaxon does not choose sides normally. No one has given her a reason to choose. This makes it easy for either faction to buy what they need from her.
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[/center]it's time to make a choice
Role-play Example:
Mikialea lay within the gunner's arms barely breathing when Alex arrived and took her from him. Her connection being ripped from her was like an arm or a leg being amputated without anesthesia. Pain ripped through her system like wildfire. Her mind splintered within the waves of pain as her system began to panic. It was like drowning and having no air supply.
Barely registering the fact that she was now within Alaric's domain she lay on the bed and just focused on first breathing. Her breaths came in shallow gasps yet she did not whimper at the flashes of pain that ripped through her body.
Flashes of her earliest teachings, her mother and then her grandmother teaching her way too young to connect to the earth's lifeforce and then later when she should have been learning to connect to the earth she was being taught to connect to Grandmother Universe--the mother that gave birth to them all her grams would tell her.
"Miki...miki...hang on...drain me if you have too..., you hear me? Draw from me if you can't draw from the universe...share with me...let me help you focus...make me your base...like the tree was..." Alex broke through her misery and flashbacks. Take from him? Never. She would never put him through what she was going through. "No.. " she whispered managing to get her hand up to brush her fingers along his jaw a small tear forming and falling across her face. "My love..." she whispered again. "Hold me? Im cold." Her body was indeed trembling with cold and racked with chills.
As soon as he picked her up(assuming your character picks her up and holds her), Mikialea's mind slipped back into itself searching for a connection to any energy so that it could survive. In her mind she shared with him all she was going through but also the chants her grandmother had taught her for connection.
--A soft dulcet mind voice sings--
Mother, Mother I am lost without you I am dust. Mother now Grandmother I call to thee Grandmother Grandmother I am lost. Take me now make me your own. My heart your heart. My voice, your voice. My soul, your soul. I am yours. Take me Grandmother make me yours.
*The sun is sleeping quietly Once upon a century Wistful oceans calm and red Ardent caresses laid to rest For my dreams I hold my life For wishes I behold my night The truth at the end of time Losing faith makes a crime I wish for this night-time to last for a lifetime The darkness around me Shores of a solar sea Oh how I wish to go down with the sun Sleeping Weeping With you Sorrow has a human heart From my god it will depart*
The chant ended and her hair seemed whiten before their eyes as the last of the earth's energy drained from her body and was replaced by the universal energies. Her tanned skin became a soft ivory. Long white hair flowed now where there once was dark locks. Her breathing deepened and took her into a healing sleep.
It was hours of sleep that finally brought her around. Miki opened deep blue eyes, a blue that now bordered on black or a deep violet, the color of the midnight sky to look up at Alex (assuming he never left her). Her hand came up to reach for him. Alex? Love.. is the ship safe? The ship and her people are the first thing she thought of. Her spirit still pure and giving would not accept anything but the heath and safety of everyone around her.
Her gaze took him in, dark blue to green shining love for him. Miki looked up at him and tried to smile to chase his fears away. She could feel his worry and hurt. See my love I am okay... she trailed off wanting him close and his fears banished.
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to decide who you really are...
Name: Mysti
Location: Dexter Maine
RP Experience: 5 yrs
How You Found Us: Stormie showed me
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