Post by Sara Elizabeth Doe on Apr 25, 2011 21:40:40 GMT -5
••SARA ELIZABETH DOE
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••THE BASICS
NAME.Sara Elizabeth Doe[/size]
GENDER.Female.[/size]
AGE.17[/size]
NATIONALITY.American[/size]
PLAY BY.Mary Elizabeth Winstead [/size]
SEXUAL ORIENTATION.
Heterosexual[/size]
GRADEJunior[/size]
••LET'S GET TO KNOW YOU BETTER
APEARANCE.
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If you were to go to a party, Sara would not be the girl you would automatically see. You would pass her all night, her face not sticking or making any kind of impression. You could go to the same twenty parties as Sara, and you still would not think, “She looks familiar.”
Sara is about five foot six, one hundred and twenty pounds. She isn’t fat, and she isn’t thin. She has a healthy build to her. Her arms are a bit more muscular than a normal seventeen year old girl’s, due to her powers. She is constantly working out every day, but eats a lot to make sure she does not look too skinny or too built.
Her hair is short, hanging just by her chin. Depending on the lighting, her hair may look black, but it is in fact a dark brown. Her eyes are a vivid blue, but she wears contacts shade of brown, resembling a dark honey hue. She changes her hair color whenever she moves, to make sure nobody recognizes her.
PERSONALITY.
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For a seventeen year old girl, Sara is very much a recluse. She stays to herself, and hates talking to strangers. If you left her in a room with one other person for 48 hours, she would probably say two words to the person: “Shut up.” Or she could just roll her eyes, or glare at said person. It isn’t that she’s a mean-hearted person; she simply doesn’t trust people. (But more of that in the History section).
Because she is such a loner, she hates crowds. If she has to go shopping, she will make a long list and, by the time she’s there, will have crossed off almost everything except the essential things she needs now.
She does have a soft spot for children, and tends to have a motherly streak. A kid on the street who dropped their ice cream? Sara will buy them another ice cream, including sprinkles. A puppy caught in the cold? Sara will wrap him up in her jacket and bring him back home. Just because Sara isn’t a person who will go out of her way to say, “Hi,” doesn’t mean she’s a cold-hearted Ice queen (mostly).
HISTORY.
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Sara was a test-tube baby. Her parents, Miriam and Scott Hopkins, were having a hard time conceiving, and asked a good friend of theirs, Mikael Johl (a scientist first, a doctor second) if he could help. He agreed, he said, as long as he could monitor the baby’s progress. The Hopkins agreed; they trusted him. What they did not know was that he had injected the eggs with a new serum he had invented to make the ideal human. It was supposed to increase their senses, their agility, and their strength, everything a human being lacks as a predatory animal. He assumed the creation would be a tall male. Instead, a smaller-than-average baby girl was born with a head full of white-blonde hair. They named the girl Evelyn, after her grandmother.
As she grew, the Johl’s interest in her grew as well. She was walking before she was six months old, and speaking full sentences by her first birthday. Her parents were amazed. They kept asking their friend why their baby girl was growing so fast. All he said was it was a side effect from being conceived in a lab, and that it was only temporary. Once she grew out of her elementary years, her growing would become that of an average child.
By the time she was four, she was acting like an eight year old. She was able to run faster than her father, and could lift her child’s size bed. By now, her parents knew that she was not a normal child. They did not understand their daughter, or why she could do things other children (or humans, for that matter) could. She was able to lift a couch without a second though at the time of sixth birthday, and was capable of running a mile in two minutes flat. Johl was completely intrigued, and asked the Hopkins if they would consider allowing him to take their daughter in and study her for a few years. They refused. Because of him, their daughter would never lead a normal life. With that last fight, they cut all ties with him.
Two years passed. Evelyn was eight, and was able to move faster than both her parents were capable of. Her parents never allowed her to show her powers to anyone else, for fear of their friend’s continuing interest in their young daughter.
On a regular day, the Hopkins took their daughter to a movie. They found a seat, and told their girl to stay put as they went to get popcorn. They never came back. Evelyn searched the theatre for them, but only found the scientist she remembered from her childhood.
He took the girl in, and for the next six years she lived with him. She endured countless spinal taps for her stem cells, watching as they went into creating her siblings. Many died before they could really develop. Johl would take a small amount of her cells and fuse them with his own, causing his aging process to slow. She fought with him constantly, who continuously tried to persuade her to have his children; if she had survived the experiment, so would her children. Being only a child still, she refused, destroying anything that was near her when he asked.
She trained in his lab every day, working out, fighting, and constantly pushing herself. He would watch her, and began noting her weaknesses. She was slower on her left side. After an hour of fighting, her legs became weaker. She could reach up to 500 mph, but after that quick burst of speed, she needed to stop and sleep for about an hour.
When Evelyn turned fourteen, she escaped. She dyed her hair, bought colored contacts and even wrapped her chest (so she looked smaller than she was).Evelyn changed her name to Sara, as it was the most common name she could think of. She overheard a group talking about Alexandra Academy, and realized this would be the perfect place for her to hide.
LIKES.
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• Poetry
• Music
• Peanut butter
• Swimming
• Flowers
DISLIKES.[/size]
• Doctors
• Needles
• Loud things (bangs, booms, fireworks, guns, etc)
• People who don’t know what a personal bubble is
• Cocky people
STRENGTHS.[/size]
•Physical tasks (running, lifting, sports, etc)
• Since she learns quickly, she has lots of hobbies
• Blending in when she doesn’t want to be found
• She's awesome at video games
• Sara is a skilled fighter
WEAKNESSES.[/size]
• She can only run quickly in spurts, and must then sleep for an hour or two
• She is slower on her left side when fighting
• Sara loses control when she is in her second form
• When somebody challenges her powers, she has to prove them wrong
• Sara is not good at math. At all.
FEARS.[/size]
• Doctors/ people in white coats
• Medical needles
• Chains, handcuffs, anything that could tie her down
• Not having control of something (so she hates flying)
• Commitment – She knows Dr. Johl will always be after her, so she never wants to get close to anyone
GOALS.[/size]
• To destroy Dr. Johl and everyone who works for him
• To find out what happened to her parents
• To live a semi-normal life
POWER.[/size]
Superhuman Agility
Sara is able to run and fight for hours at a time. She has faster-than-normal bursts of speed, but they make her extremely tired. Because of this agility, she is not somebody you want to fight. Since she trained at Dr. Johl's laboratory, Sara is used to defending herself. She doesn't fight like a girl at all; she fights like a pissed off man. She will never pull your hair or claw out your eyes. This girl will put you in a choke hold or try to break one of your bones.
••BEHIND THE MASK
ALIAS.Torie[/size]
AGE.19[/size]
GENDER.Lady[/size]
TIME ZONE.Uhm Eastern?[/size]
HOW YOU FOUND US.Google ;_;[/size]
OTHER CHARACTERS.[/size]
•• ROLEPLAY SAMPLE
The sun was hanging just above the inhabitants of Foresta Academy. June had just begun; the sun wasn't too hot, nor was it chilly. The breeze in the air made the weather just perfect. One could lay outside for hours and go in with a lovely cinnamon tan. There was the faint smell of the lake in the air, accompanied with the scent of flowers and roses. The Academy had such a variety of smells that all came together so wonderfully.
Ahh, summer. No other season made Amorina has happy as this season. Everything always seemed to work out during the summer, even during the summer storms. The smell of the summer rain, the cut grass, steaks on a grill, everything would come back and find that little space in her heart and fill it til she thought she would burst. It didn't do her well to stay inside for days on end. Sometimes she would feel like a bird in a cage, crying to be let out, yearning to spread her wings and fly. When the sun hit her skin, she felt as if she were wrapped in a warm, comforting blanket of summer.
Yet, during this particular day, something didn’t feel right. It was as if something was missing, and she didn’t have a clue to what it was. She was finally happy, finally over what had happened over the winter; and she still felt alone. Her cousin, Blair, had left to visit home for the summer, but Clara had stayed behind with her. It wasn’t that Amy was ungrateful for her cousin. Clara was just such an inside person, always figuring out something new she could do or lift with her mind. Amy wanted to be outside, in the sunshine, feeling the wind on her skin.
In fact, she was doing that right now. Amorina stared up at the sky from a bench, looking at the clouds, figuring out which clouds looked like what shapes. She should have been inside, fixing up her office, but she had been stuck up there since winter. The summer was a time when many kids went home to visit their parents; some didn’t. It was those who didn’t she had to worry about, which weren’t many. They would be okay without her for a little while.
With her white, summery dress around her, Amy almost felt like a teenager again. Sure, she was younger than some of the other staff members, but she was the oldest child in the family. Life was beginning for her, and she was alone with it. She had lost a lot of people during those winter months. One in particular that stood out from the rest. She had gained back some of her pre-depression weight, so she no longer looked like a victim of the Holocaust. Still, though she should have been happy, she was not. With a sigh, Amy pushed those thoughts from her head.
I need to be happy. I have everything I could ever ask for… Right?
