Post by Hannah Wolfblood on Jun 28, 2009 22:48:22 GMT -6
Name:
Hannah Spidaruh Wolfblood
Code Name/Alias:
Splash
Nickname(s):
N/A
Age:
21
Gender:
Female
Species:
Gifted Human
Affiliation:
BPRD
Personality:
Although quiet, artistic, and kind, underneath her exterior lies a mild sadism. She rarely speaks, unless spoken to, and doesn't really like to open up to anyone. She's very proud of her art and sketches, but is always seeking to improve upon them. Despite her sadistic nature (which she tries to hide, and does so quite successfully), she can't help but feel the need to help anyone she even remotely knows. Her sense of humor is broad; she laughs a lot.
Skills:
Hannah is skilled with computers and art. She knows a lot of useless trivia, due to her love of reading. Also because of her love of reading, she's very knowledgeable in folklore and science fiction.
Powers:
Kind of the opposite of Liz's power, Hannah can control water. She can't create it, but she can pull moisture out of the air. The only time this doesn't work is in extremely dry climates like a desert, or if something is on fire nearby. Because of this, she and Liz aren't often on the same missions.
Weaknesses:
She is mostly normal, in this aspect. She can be hurt by all the same things humans can be hurt by. Is weakened, however, in dry climates.
Family:
She's an orphan
Character Likes:
Dogs (specifically, Boston Terriers), art, acting, computers, rock music, watching movies, her "bro" Ty, Doctor Who, sci-fi shows in general (except Star Wars and Star Trek; she never really got into them), fruit, stories about vampires, reading
Character Dislikes:
Cats (specifically, Hellboy's cats; they get fur all over her clothes), vegetables, the feeling she gets after watching "Lost", people who don't understand her, rap music, the word "wacky"
Appearance or Pictures:
Background:
Hannah was an orphan. Ever since she could remember, she was at the orphanage. She wasn't exactly happy, but she got by alright. The other kids didn't really bother her; they honestly didn't know what to think of her odd personality.
Her powers started coming in when she was seven.
At first, she only used it to entertain herself. No one else knew about it. A true artist, she just made the water make pretty little designs as it splashed; make it into the shape of birds, flowers, dogs, you name it. But, as she grew, so did her emotions. And the water mimicked her emotions. Whenever she got angry, the nearby lake would become very choppy, even in the best of weather. After a few boats being destroyed, the BPRD decided to investigate. They took her away from the orphanage and she became a ward of the Bureau at the age of 12. She grew up there, and never could (and still can't) think of ever leaving it. She shares a close bond with Ty,who also grew up there, and treats him like an older brother.
Roleplay Sample:
(from an Animorphs roleplay I'm on)
Hannah Spidaruh Wolfblood
Code Name/Alias:
Splash
Nickname(s):
N/A
Age:
21
Gender:
Female
Species:
Gifted Human
Affiliation:
BPRD
Personality:
Although quiet, artistic, and kind, underneath her exterior lies a mild sadism. She rarely speaks, unless spoken to, and doesn't really like to open up to anyone. She's very proud of her art and sketches, but is always seeking to improve upon them. Despite her sadistic nature (which she tries to hide, and does so quite successfully), she can't help but feel the need to help anyone she even remotely knows. Her sense of humor is broad; she laughs a lot.
Skills:
Hannah is skilled with computers and art. She knows a lot of useless trivia, due to her love of reading. Also because of her love of reading, she's very knowledgeable in folklore and science fiction.
Powers:
Kind of the opposite of Liz's power, Hannah can control water. She can't create it, but she can pull moisture out of the air. The only time this doesn't work is in extremely dry climates like a desert, or if something is on fire nearby. Because of this, she and Liz aren't often on the same missions.
Weaknesses:
She is mostly normal, in this aspect. She can be hurt by all the same things humans can be hurt by. Is weakened, however, in dry climates.
Family:
She's an orphan
Character Likes:
Dogs (specifically, Boston Terriers), art, acting, computers, rock music, watching movies, her "bro" Ty, Doctor Who, sci-fi shows in general (except Star Wars and Star Trek; she never really got into them), fruit, stories about vampires, reading
Character Dislikes:
Cats (specifically, Hellboy's cats; they get fur all over her clothes), vegetables, the feeling she gets after watching "Lost", people who don't understand her, rap music, the word "wacky"
Appearance or Pictures:
Background:
Hannah was an orphan. Ever since she could remember, she was at the orphanage. She wasn't exactly happy, but she got by alright. The other kids didn't really bother her; they honestly didn't know what to think of her odd personality.
Her powers started coming in when she was seven.
At first, she only used it to entertain herself. No one else knew about it. A true artist, she just made the water make pretty little designs as it splashed; make it into the shape of birds, flowers, dogs, you name it. But, as she grew, so did her emotions. And the water mimicked her emotions. Whenever she got angry, the nearby lake would become very choppy, even in the best of weather. After a few boats being destroyed, the BPRD decided to investigate. They took her away from the orphanage and she became a ward of the Bureau at the age of 12. She grew up there, and never could (and still can't) think of ever leaving it. She shares a close bond with Ty,who also grew up there, and treats him like an older brother.
Roleplay Sample:
(from an Animorphs roleplay I'm on)
Ringmaster crawled in through the window, his claw-like fingernails making scraping noises as he entered. As soon as he was through, he slunk to a remote corner of the room and looked around, eyesight examining everything it could pick up.
It was an apartment. Small, with a couch and an... extremely primitive television. At least, primitive by his standards. There was a feline. Surprisingly, a quadrupedal feline. Ringmaster cocked a brow, as he was used to the bipedal Sisterhood felines that ran the hospital on New Earth. Shrugging it off, he glanced around some more. A couch, and sleeping on it, a...
Human.
The circus master sat in shock for a moment, then in an anger induced just by the presence of her. He tried to shake it off, but... couldn't. A deep, automatic, almost instinctual loathing formed in the pit of his stomach. Ah, well. He would just hide it. He could use her as a pawn, too. Then he would kill her, when his plan was over and done with. He put a blank, polite expression on his face. He had acted before; for TV and movies on his home planet. He could pull it off now. He'd create a character for himself; a gentleman who only wanted shelter, clothing, food, and for the Doctor to give him what he owed him. Simple enough. Clever got him this far, then tricky got him in.
I take just what I came for, and I'm out the door again.