Post by Kira Thrace on Aug 15, 2014 22:16:28 GMT
Basic Information
Name: Kira Elisabeta Thrace
Nickname: The Angel Of Death, Death's Harlot, Soul Stealer
Age: 39
Marital Status: Single
Sexual Orientation: Bisexual
Love Interest: None, unless her guns count.
Gender: Female
Hometown: Austria
Occupation: Freedom Fighter and Farm Hand.
Family: (Optional)
Grand Parents: Elisabeta and Bert Thrace (deceased)
Parents: Alfred and Sharon Thrace (deceased)
Siblings: Rodrick Thrace (Brother Deceased)
Kids: None.
Grandkids: None.
Likes/Dislikes: Please provide a list of likes and dislikes, two to three of each please.
Likes:
1) Freedom
2) Explosives
3) Big Guns
4)Bigger cars (Jeeps and Hummers)
5) Big cats and wolves
Dislikes:
1) The Government
2) Slave labor
3) Injustice
4) Disloyalty
5) Dishonesty
History/Bio:
Kira was born to a loving family on a floating tropical city, though this is the paradise her family had chosen after the fall of their beloved Austria in an attempt to give Kira the normal life which they were deprived of for so many years. With Kira's mother as a politician and her father as a law enforcer, Kira found she wanted for nothing, then one fateful night she found out just how wrong she was, as loan sharks stormed their stately home looking for her father to repay the debt that he had owed in a gambling parlor. Kira's mother knew that as well as Cotton, silk, wheat and rice, the city also quietly traded in prostitutes and narcotics, firearms were also a large export to the highest bidder and yet, still with this knowledge Kira's mother stood by silently as her five year old boy was shot in between the eyes in order to gain the payment, when this failed, her mother and father were killed instantly and Kira, the loan sharks seeing her potential even at the tender age of eight, was plucked from her family's stately home and dumped on the door of a local orphanage.
Growing up in an orphanage was never easy and Kira had many things to learn, from the regimented meal times, play times and bed times, to dressing properly and acting as a young lady should, though the latter lesson she would still find hard later on in life. Though one fateful day was when the planes circled the city and the bombs began to drop, her idyllic paradise, the home of her people was set ablaze and as the city burned the orphanage would flee to a more underground affair, no help would come from the government and it was then that Kira soon learned that she only could depend on herself, all this still at the tender age of eight, barely a week into moving into the orphanage.
The next lesson came as she was nearing her ninth birthday, a boy, much older than she decided to play a game of doctors and nurses with her, during the game things began to become heated and the boy wanted to experiment with Kira's femininity, though as he laid broken and shattered, declared dead by medics by the hands of Kira, instead of giving the love and care she needed, she found herself slung into the hands of the government, the same hands that were choking people of her kind, restraining their powers by chemically laced food and hard manual labor, hoping that by restricting their powers it would make the nation a much safer place.
For many years Kira worked hard toiling on the land, using something akin to a combine machine, while eating a highly chemical dosed broth and stale bread to sustain some energy and life, though as she grew older she witnessed far too much for her fragile mind to come to terms with and the next turn around would occur for her on her twenty ninth birthday, as she saw a young child of seven or eight, a new recruit being molested by the supervisor's favorite, she intervened and sent the supervisor's favored worked flying through the blades of the combine machine, gaining her a beating that near cost her life, a higher dose of the chemical, but a father figure in an old retired fighter. The man who had rescued her would then become her teacher and self adoptive father, steering her through her powers and guiding her through right and wrong.
Though this didn't last long, it was only a month later that the assassins came looking for Kira in their planes, the one they dubbed as The Angel of Death, Death's Harlot or simply Soul Stealer to put her down before she became too much of a hazard to society, though as she was stowed away, her coworkers were gunned down in a torrent of firepower and the small farming land was obliterated. Taking up her adoptive father's firearms she swore to herself she would fight against the evil oppression her people suffered at the hands of a tyrannical government and would train to become her people's savior, leading them to a better, more stable future no matter the cost, nor the personal sacrifices along the way.
Personality:
Kira is a little rough around the edges, hard to get close to and even harder to handle, with a hot heat and a fast tongue, she is never one to withhold her opinions when they are asked for and is blunt and direct, whatever people may come to think of her. Though being brought up in an orphanage and then seeing those around her that she grew to care for die, taught her to be self reliant, though she isn't completely without heart and will often go beyond means to help an innocent, even at a great cost, or sacrifice to herself. Though she sees the world with a jaded view, once her trust and respect is earned, she will often prove to become a powerful and highly adaptable, loyal ally to those she deems worthy enough.
Character Traits:
Deeply protective of those she cares for, though perhaps not the most intelligent by school means, she is a fast learner and will adapt to most situations thrown at her, almost like a fish to water. She is deeply maternal and will risk anything to protect a child's safety, even at the cost of her own mortality.
Skills: Telekinesis:Also called: Mind-Over-Matter, Mind Power, Object Manipulation, PK, Psychokinesis or TK, capabilities are Users can manipulate objects with their mind. Telekinesis is one of the basis of many superpowers that are based on "controlling/manipulating", it may evolve to the point that a Telekinetic can control anything at a subatomic level. Though this may induce a nose bleed and if prolonged may induce either a coma or varying forms of psychosis that become apparent at a latter stage in life, if not controlled properly.
Equipment: twin Pistole Parabellum 1908 a family heirloom from her father figure: Weight: 871 grams (1.92 lbs) Length: 222 mm (8.74 in) Barrel length: 95–200 mm (3.74–7.87 in) Cartridge 7.65×21mm Parabellum 9×19mm Parabellum.45 ACP (rare) Action: Toggle-locked (short recoil) Rate of fire: Semi-automatic Muzzle velocity: 350–400 m/s (1148–1312 f/s; 9mm, 100 mm barrel) Effective firing range: 50 m (9mm, 100 mm barrel; short barrel) Feed system: 8-round detachable box magazine, 32-round detachable drum Sights: Iron sights. Two lenses over her eyes which allow further zoom ability and targeting with her gun, these also give her a run down of her target, height, weight and other stats, a chip inside her skull which acts like a phone, or similar communications device, which combined with the chip in her ear and voice recognition software allows her to call anybody, anywhere as if she was connecting with an old fashioned CB radio, though with a clarity of a much farther range, though if for any reason Kira was to receive an electric shock, this could scramble the device badly.
Appearance
Clothing: Skintight and fully breathable poly fibers, adapted to provide either heat, or cold depending on the situation, in ebony and crimson. Flat heeled combat boots and fingerless gloves, with a pair of retro shades over her sapphire hues.
Ancestry: Romanian.
Skin Tone: Lightly tanned through her years in service as a freedom fighter.
Height: 5ft 9ins
Weight: 135lbs
Body Build: Slender, with feminine curves, but powerful and toned also
Hair Color: Deep cherry red.
Eye Color: Deep Sapphire blue.
Markings or Birthmarks: Beauty spot upper lip.
Looks: With long flowing dark cherry red hair and large sapphire hues, a slightly tanned complexion and a slender figure, with slight curves, Kira can appear to be weak and fragile, though she is far from that, she has the smarts that only an orphanage can grant anybody and this shows behind her sapphire hues, the thing that appears to be her oldest feature, apart from the scars and the leathery feel to her flesh, that only years of fighting as a freedom fighter can give anybody.
Picture:
RP Sample:
Bombs would fall around the city walls, the noise and effects would ripple for miles around, though Kira would not leave the side of the fallen vet, she had been working on him for hours, patching him up and trying to save him from a certain death. With his blood on her hands and the smell of the acrid smoke again, the screams of the innocents as they fled from the streets she would be plunged to the recesses of her mind, where she had locked the past away. In her mind's eye she was still that small and fragile child who was at the mercy of her tormentor, the much older boy, though her mind's eye made him more ferocious, it was the slight boy with the lisp and limp, the one whom had desired to take her virginity at all costs and as she saw, in her mind's photographic recollection he grabbed at her hair, her cherry colored pig tails, the child form of herself screamed no and closed her eyes tight, as she did in waking form and as the boy flew in her memory, in the waking realm the windows shattered around her and the wounded soldier passed away in her arms.
It was then, with a righteous fury behind her eyes, the eyes that had seen too much, she laid down her surgical gloves and her sterile scalpel and left without a word, though not before grabbing for her adoptive father's guns. The girl she once was, the happy, playful, trusting and loving girl was now a woman who could no longer stand casually by and watch as innocent people got massacred in a fight for their freedom, their religious views, wealth, gender, age or sexuality anymore and it was then she was more determined her people would taste freedom, one day.
Name: Kira Elisabeta Thrace
Nickname: The Angel Of Death, Death's Harlot, Soul Stealer
Age: 39
Marital Status: Single
Sexual Orientation: Bisexual
Love Interest: None, unless her guns count.
Gender: Female
Hometown: Austria
Occupation: Freedom Fighter and Farm Hand.
Family: (Optional)
Grand Parents: Elisabeta and Bert Thrace (deceased)
Parents: Alfred and Sharon Thrace (deceased)
Siblings: Rodrick Thrace (Brother Deceased)
Kids: None.
Grandkids: None.
Likes/Dislikes: Please provide a list of likes and dislikes, two to three of each please.
Likes:
1) Freedom
2) Explosives
3) Big Guns
4)Bigger cars (Jeeps and Hummers)
5) Big cats and wolves
Dislikes:
1) The Government
2) Slave labor
3) Injustice
4) Disloyalty
5) Dishonesty
History/Bio:
Kira was born to a loving family on a floating tropical city, though this is the paradise her family had chosen after the fall of their beloved Austria in an attempt to give Kira the normal life which they were deprived of for so many years. With Kira's mother as a politician and her father as a law enforcer, Kira found she wanted for nothing, then one fateful night she found out just how wrong she was, as loan sharks stormed their stately home looking for her father to repay the debt that he had owed in a gambling parlor. Kira's mother knew that as well as Cotton, silk, wheat and rice, the city also quietly traded in prostitutes and narcotics, firearms were also a large export to the highest bidder and yet, still with this knowledge Kira's mother stood by silently as her five year old boy was shot in between the eyes in order to gain the payment, when this failed, her mother and father were killed instantly and Kira, the loan sharks seeing her potential even at the tender age of eight, was plucked from her family's stately home and dumped on the door of a local orphanage.
Growing up in an orphanage was never easy and Kira had many things to learn, from the regimented meal times, play times and bed times, to dressing properly and acting as a young lady should, though the latter lesson she would still find hard later on in life. Though one fateful day was when the planes circled the city and the bombs began to drop, her idyllic paradise, the home of her people was set ablaze and as the city burned the orphanage would flee to a more underground affair, no help would come from the government and it was then that Kira soon learned that she only could depend on herself, all this still at the tender age of eight, barely a week into moving into the orphanage.
The next lesson came as she was nearing her ninth birthday, a boy, much older than she decided to play a game of doctors and nurses with her, during the game things began to become heated and the boy wanted to experiment with Kira's femininity, though as he laid broken and shattered, declared dead by medics by the hands of Kira, instead of giving the love and care she needed, she found herself slung into the hands of the government, the same hands that were choking people of her kind, restraining their powers by chemically laced food and hard manual labor, hoping that by restricting their powers it would make the nation a much safer place.
For many years Kira worked hard toiling on the land, using something akin to a combine machine, while eating a highly chemical dosed broth and stale bread to sustain some energy and life, though as she grew older she witnessed far too much for her fragile mind to come to terms with and the next turn around would occur for her on her twenty ninth birthday, as she saw a young child of seven or eight, a new recruit being molested by the supervisor's favorite, she intervened and sent the supervisor's favored worked flying through the blades of the combine machine, gaining her a beating that near cost her life, a higher dose of the chemical, but a father figure in an old retired fighter. The man who had rescued her would then become her teacher and self adoptive father, steering her through her powers and guiding her through right and wrong.
Though this didn't last long, it was only a month later that the assassins came looking for Kira in their planes, the one they dubbed as The Angel of Death, Death's Harlot or simply Soul Stealer to put her down before she became too much of a hazard to society, though as she was stowed away, her coworkers were gunned down in a torrent of firepower and the small farming land was obliterated. Taking up her adoptive father's firearms she swore to herself she would fight against the evil oppression her people suffered at the hands of a tyrannical government and would train to become her people's savior, leading them to a better, more stable future no matter the cost, nor the personal sacrifices along the way.
Personality:
Kira is a little rough around the edges, hard to get close to and even harder to handle, with a hot heat and a fast tongue, she is never one to withhold her opinions when they are asked for and is blunt and direct, whatever people may come to think of her. Though being brought up in an orphanage and then seeing those around her that she grew to care for die, taught her to be self reliant, though she isn't completely without heart and will often go beyond means to help an innocent, even at a great cost, or sacrifice to herself. Though she sees the world with a jaded view, once her trust and respect is earned, she will often prove to become a powerful and highly adaptable, loyal ally to those she deems worthy enough.
Character Traits:
Deeply protective of those she cares for, though perhaps not the most intelligent by school means, she is a fast learner and will adapt to most situations thrown at her, almost like a fish to water. She is deeply maternal and will risk anything to protect a child's safety, even at the cost of her own mortality.
Skills: Telekinesis:Also called: Mind-Over-Matter, Mind Power, Object Manipulation, PK, Psychokinesis or TK, capabilities are Users can manipulate objects with their mind. Telekinesis is one of the basis of many superpowers that are based on "controlling/manipulating", it may evolve to the point that a Telekinetic can control anything at a subatomic level. Though this may induce a nose bleed and if prolonged may induce either a coma or varying forms of psychosis that become apparent at a latter stage in life, if not controlled properly.
Equipment: twin Pistole Parabellum 1908 a family heirloom from her father figure: Weight: 871 grams (1.92 lbs) Length: 222 mm (8.74 in) Barrel length: 95–200 mm (3.74–7.87 in) Cartridge 7.65×21mm Parabellum 9×19mm Parabellum.45 ACP (rare) Action: Toggle-locked (short recoil) Rate of fire: Semi-automatic Muzzle velocity: 350–400 m/s (1148–1312 f/s; 9mm, 100 mm barrel) Effective firing range: 50 m (9mm, 100 mm barrel; short barrel) Feed system: 8-round detachable box magazine, 32-round detachable drum Sights: Iron sights. Two lenses over her eyes which allow further zoom ability and targeting with her gun, these also give her a run down of her target, height, weight and other stats, a chip inside her skull which acts like a phone, or similar communications device, which combined with the chip in her ear and voice recognition software allows her to call anybody, anywhere as if she was connecting with an old fashioned CB radio, though with a clarity of a much farther range, though if for any reason Kira was to receive an electric shock, this could scramble the device badly.
Appearance
Clothing: Skintight and fully breathable poly fibers, adapted to provide either heat, or cold depending on the situation, in ebony and crimson. Flat heeled combat boots and fingerless gloves, with a pair of retro shades over her sapphire hues.
Ancestry: Romanian.
Skin Tone: Lightly tanned through her years in service as a freedom fighter.
Height: 5ft 9ins
Weight: 135lbs
Body Build: Slender, with feminine curves, but powerful and toned also
Hair Color: Deep cherry red.
Eye Color: Deep Sapphire blue.
Markings or Birthmarks: Beauty spot upper lip.
Looks: With long flowing dark cherry red hair and large sapphire hues, a slightly tanned complexion and a slender figure, with slight curves, Kira can appear to be weak and fragile, though she is far from that, she has the smarts that only an orphanage can grant anybody and this shows behind her sapphire hues, the thing that appears to be her oldest feature, apart from the scars and the leathery feel to her flesh, that only years of fighting as a freedom fighter can give anybody.
Picture:
RP Sample:
Bombs would fall around the city walls, the noise and effects would ripple for miles around, though Kira would not leave the side of the fallen vet, she had been working on him for hours, patching him up and trying to save him from a certain death. With his blood on her hands and the smell of the acrid smoke again, the screams of the innocents as they fled from the streets she would be plunged to the recesses of her mind, where she had locked the past away. In her mind's eye she was still that small and fragile child who was at the mercy of her tormentor, the much older boy, though her mind's eye made him more ferocious, it was the slight boy with the lisp and limp, the one whom had desired to take her virginity at all costs and as she saw, in her mind's photographic recollection he grabbed at her hair, her cherry colored pig tails, the child form of herself screamed no and closed her eyes tight, as she did in waking form and as the boy flew in her memory, in the waking realm the windows shattered around her and the wounded soldier passed away in her arms.
It was then, with a righteous fury behind her eyes, the eyes that had seen too much, she laid down her surgical gloves and her sterile scalpel and left without a word, though not before grabbing for her adoptive father's guns. The girl she once was, the happy, playful, trusting and loving girl was now a woman who could no longer stand casually by and watch as innocent people got massacred in a fight for their freedom, their religious views, wealth, gender, age or sexuality anymore and it was then she was more determined her people would taste freedom, one day.
