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Identity : (Name) Charity Rosencrans
Is your true identity a secret? : I'm not giving it out to just anyone, but those in the know are privy to it.
Alias : (if applicable) Nox
Age : 20
Sexuality : Bisexual
Clothing : (What you normally wear) Whether I want to or not, I subscribe to the 'grunge' look. My clothing never stays looking new for long, and while this has to do with my power ... I don't take precautionary measures, either. I like things that are a) tight and b) skimpy. It pisses off my brother and makes him pay attention to me.
Appearance : (height, eye color, tattoos, physical mutations, etc.) I'm edging toward 'tall' for a girl, scrawny and with minimal curves. My hair colour changes from blue to purple to red to blonde, although the natural colour is probably something closer to black as far as I can remember. I've got lip piercings, several ear piercings, chest, back and arm tattoos...the more scandalous, the better. I sometimes wear fashion glasses, but my vision is just fine.
Do you have a theme song? If so, do you sing it yourself? : Wine Red - The Hush Sound ... definitely not. My singing is like a 'busted tweeter'.
Do you have a catchphrase? Canis canem edit (Dog eats dog - Nobody is safe from anybody, each man for himself.)
Describe your costume : (or your ideal costume, if you do not have one yet) Thigh highs, short-shorts and a tank. Not functional, but damn hot.
Do you have a sidekick? Are you a sidekick yourself? : I don't do well with people, so no sidekick to speak of.
Is there a superhero/villain that you look up to? : There are fleeting times when I wish I was a touchy-feely sort. These times are usually after a particularly nasty row with my brother that leaves him in tears ... but I gets over the urge quickly and go out to have a drink instead of giving in.
What is your Celebrity Status? : (Please elaborate as far as you like on this question, such as if your status is 'regional', in what region are you famous?) Subcultural - I'm big in the underground with punk-rockers and people looking to rebel, mostly in the New York / Boomtown zone.
What are you famous for? (Examples: supersuit model, celebutante, stunt person, kitten saver, rockstar, pro-wrestler, movie star, politician, reality television star, celebrated quantum physics professor, fashion designer, author, gold digger, etc.) (NOTE: You can be as specific as you like on this part! If your character is well known for that one time they managed to save orphans and nuns from a burning building and that's it, then please feel free to say so! Sort of like a superhero one-hit wonder.) I guess I'm an infamous bitch, but I still manage to have a handful of hardcore followers who would probably buy my used stockings on Ebay if I sold them (but that is *so* Dita Von Teese). I've had a number of messy break-ups with a few underground high-rollers that the press have been all over, and I've been happy to feed them vicious gossip while plugging for my latest makeup line. So -- gossip and makeup. What's not to love about me, am I right?
Personality : (Please include strength and weaknesses of character, in list or paragraph form) I am out to serve #1 -- myself. Even though I lean heavily on Harry for monetary support (because I spend most of my money on alcohol and promoting myself), I don't give the guy a stitch of appreciation. Not even a little smile. In fact, I constantly push the boundaries of how far my brother will go to cover up the fun that I get up to in the middle of the night and rarely feel badly about it -- whatever, right? The way that I see it, the world managed to take away both of my parents when I was young and damned if I'm not going to take back from it as much as I can manage. I'm vain -- I love my eyeliner and never goe anywhere without a travel-tube of concealer -- and self-centered. Despite that, though, I'm extremely dependent on Harry and have a deep-seated fear of having him leave me - but don't tell anyone or I'll cut you. It's about the only threat he throws at me that I ever think on for more than a few seconds and is probably the reason that I torment him constantly. While I don't show appreciation to my brother for providing for me, I throw advances toward him on a regular basis. I'm gonna go ahead and maintain that this is only to freak him out, but the onlooker should be able to tell that my obsession goes a little deeper. He's both the father-figure the world took from me and the sort of man that I can be attracted to in all sorts of inappropriate ways.
Abilities : (Feel free to have up to two listed here.) Rapid Organic Decomposition - Put ever so eloquently, "whatever I touch turns to shit". No, really. I touch something organic and it gets old, rusts and busts or ... whatever. I can't really turn it off, but I can concentrate it. It makes it hard for me to keep clothes looking nice, which is fucking annoying, but what's worse is that it makes it uncomfortable for people to touch me for too long. Oh well, fuck them.
Home(s) : (Where were you born? In what cities do you spend most of your time?) Born in Mount Vernon, Illinois ... but I spend most of my time in Boomtown, NY or New York, NY
History : (Tell me about your mother!) Fuck you, you want to know about my mother? She launched her ass off the roof after my dad kicked it, all right? Left me with fucking Harry, who can't do much more than stammer and mutter while I do whatever the hell I want to. Sure, I'm a small fry when it comes to villiany, but that doesn't mean I couldn't kick some ass if I wanted to. Even after all the schooling that we both went through I couldn't really find much for myself to do except makeup. I've got a pretty small line, but it's badass. Harry's the one who came up with some of the scents for the eyeshadow and whatever, but like I'll give him credit for that. He probably doesn't want it, anyway. I have a sort of weird stalkery kind of affection for Harry that I've had since mom and dad died and I guess I kind of fantasize about him sometimes? I don't know, maybe I just think he'd be a good fuck. I moved out to NY about a year after my parents died and Harry, little puppy that he was, followed my ass. Figures I can't get away from him, right?
What is the most heroic/villainous thing you've ever done? : We had a neighbour back in Illinois who had this yappy fucking dog and it wouldn't shut the hell up, so one night I snuck over and killed the thing in front of their kid. Maybe it screwed him up, but that's not really my problem. He was a little pervert waiting to happen, anyway. Lucky I didn't rot off his arm.
Is your true identity a secret? : I'm not giving it out to just anyone, but those in the know are privy to it.
Alias : (if applicable) Nox
Age : 20
Sexuality : Bisexual
Clothing : (What you normally wear) Whether I want to or not, I subscribe to the 'grunge' look. My clothing never stays looking new for long, and while this has to do with my power ... I don't take precautionary measures, either. I like things that are a) tight and b) skimpy. It pisses off my brother and makes him pay attention to me.
Appearance : (height, eye color, tattoos, physical mutations, etc.) I'm edging toward 'tall' for a girl, scrawny and with minimal curves. My hair colour changes from blue to purple to red to blonde, although the natural colour is probably something closer to black as far as I can remember. I've got lip piercings, several ear piercings, chest, back and arm tattoos...the more scandalous, the better. I sometimes wear fashion glasses, but my vision is just fine.
Do you have a theme song? If so, do you sing it yourself? : Wine Red - The Hush Sound ... definitely not. My singing is like a 'busted tweeter'.
Do you have a catchphrase? Canis canem edit (Dog eats dog - Nobody is safe from anybody, each man for himself.)
Describe your costume : (or your ideal costume, if you do not have one yet) Thigh highs, short-shorts and a tank. Not functional, but damn hot.
Do you have a sidekick? Are you a sidekick yourself? : I don't do well with people, so no sidekick to speak of.
Is there a superhero/villain that you look up to? : There are fleeting times when I wish I was a touchy-feely sort. These times are usually after a particularly nasty row with my brother that leaves him in tears ... but I gets over the urge quickly and go out to have a drink instead of giving in.
What is your Celebrity Status? : (Please elaborate as far as you like on this question, such as if your status is 'regional', in what region are you famous?) Subcultural - I'm big in the underground with punk-rockers and people looking to rebel, mostly in the New York / Boomtown zone.
What are you famous for? (Examples: supersuit model, celebutante, stunt person, kitten saver, rockstar, pro-wrestler, movie star, politician, reality television star, celebrated quantum physics professor, fashion designer, author, gold digger, etc.) (NOTE: You can be as specific as you like on this part! If your character is well known for that one time they managed to save orphans and nuns from a burning building and that's it, then please feel free to say so! Sort of like a superhero one-hit wonder.) I guess I'm an infamous bitch, but I still manage to have a handful of hardcore followers who would probably buy my used stockings on Ebay if I sold them (but that is *so* Dita Von Teese). I've had a number of messy break-ups with a few underground high-rollers that the press have been all over, and I've been happy to feed them vicious gossip while plugging for my latest makeup line. So -- gossip and makeup. What's not to love about me, am I right?
Personality : (Please include strength and weaknesses of character, in list or paragraph form) I am out to serve #1 -- myself. Even though I lean heavily on Harry for monetary support (because I spend most of my money on alcohol and promoting myself), I don't give the guy a stitch of appreciation. Not even a little smile. In fact, I constantly push the boundaries of how far my brother will go to cover up the fun that I get up to in the middle of the night and rarely feel badly about it -- whatever, right? The way that I see it, the world managed to take away both of my parents when I was young and damned if I'm not going to take back from it as much as I can manage. I'm vain -- I love my eyeliner and never goe anywhere without a travel-tube of concealer -- and self-centered. Despite that, though, I'm extremely dependent on Harry and have a deep-seated fear of having him leave me - but don't tell anyone or I'll cut you. It's about the only threat he throws at me that I ever think on for more than a few seconds and is probably the reason that I torment him constantly. While I don't show appreciation to my brother for providing for me, I throw advances toward him on a regular basis. I'm gonna go ahead and maintain that this is only to freak him out, but the onlooker should be able to tell that my obsession goes a little deeper. He's both the father-figure the world took from me and the sort of man that I can be attracted to in all sorts of inappropriate ways.
Abilities : (Feel free to have up to two listed here.) Rapid Organic Decomposition - Put ever so eloquently, "whatever I touch turns to shit". No, really. I touch something organic and it gets old, rusts and busts or ... whatever. I can't really turn it off, but I can concentrate it. It makes it hard for me to keep clothes looking nice, which is fucking annoying, but what's worse is that it makes it uncomfortable for people to touch me for too long. Oh well, fuck them.
Home(s) : (Where were you born? In what cities do you spend most of your time?) Born in Mount Vernon, Illinois ... but I spend most of my time in Boomtown, NY or New York, NY
History : (Tell me about your mother!) Fuck you, you want to know about my mother? She launched her ass off the roof after my dad kicked it, all right? Left me with fucking Harry, who can't do much more than stammer and mutter while I do whatever the hell I want to. Sure, I'm a small fry when it comes to villiany, but that doesn't mean I couldn't kick some ass if I wanted to. Even after all the schooling that we both went through I couldn't really find much for myself to do except makeup. I've got a pretty small line, but it's badass. Harry's the one who came up with some of the scents for the eyeshadow and whatever, but like I'll give him credit for that. He probably doesn't want it, anyway. I have a sort of weird stalkery kind of affection for Harry that I've had since mom and dad died and I guess I kind of fantasize about him sometimes? I don't know, maybe I just think he'd be a good fuck. I moved out to NY about a year after my parents died and Harry, little puppy that he was, followed my ass. Figures I can't get away from him, right?
What is the most heroic/villainous thing you've ever done? : We had a neighbour back in Illinois who had this yappy fucking dog and it wouldn't shut the hell up, so one night I snuck over and killed the thing in front of their kid. Maybe it screwed him up, but that's not really my problem. He was a little pervert waiting to happen, anyway. Lucky I didn't rot off his arm.