Post by fiddlebird on Feb 29, 2012 20:05:36 GMT -5
Name: Isa
Age: 18
Sexuality: Bisexual
Gender: Female
Rank: Scientist, Doctor
Appearance: Dark black-brown haired that curls inwardly and stops just below her shoulders. Her eyes are dark brown, almond-shaped eyes that glints amber in the light. She is of unknown race with tanned-brownish skin. Gabrielle is short at 5’2 but long in the legs and has a b-cup chest -averagely sized in most other areas. She wears the Doctor’s normal attire with little personal details. On another note a lab experiment destroyed her left arm and has since been replaced by a robotic limb.
Picture: In-progress
Personality: Hot-tempered and aggressive, Isa is rough with everybody and cares little for the experiments under her. All around she manipulative, prone to fighting, she isn’t afraid to trick others into doing things they would have not usually chosen to done for themselves. To add on to her levels of trickery Isa allows most to get caught in her webs of lies and offers false comfort to those who seek it only to turn it on them.
History: Isa is originally deemed to be a experiment but was move to be a scientist early on for her cunning and unnatural ability of telekinesis, later (actually it was more like a week ago) she developed a form of Astral
Projection that she uses on others she’s perfecting it and has yet to reveal this skill to her superiors. All that aside she’s a well know seductress with very lengthy history. As a child she was taught this mannerism by the doctor who selected her from the other experiments.
Other: she’s like a snake hidden in the grass, always watch your step with her.
Roleplay sample: Isa listened to the other doctor at her side, his whispering instructions quickly growing annoying in their manner and sharp-voiced syllables, She held a face of calm anyways, nodding in agreement to him and proceeding as though she’d actually listened. The little defect trembled in the gray corner of the room, looking up at her with those sad, dull eyes they all seemed to have -pathetic really. Isa dipped her hand into her pocket, cold metals brushing her finger tips and plucked out her instrument. With her shimmering arm glinting in the florescent lighting she got her mechanical fingers to twitch and beckon, “Come here little Defect.”
Unrelated note: I’m from DA
Age: 18
Sexuality: Bisexual
Gender: Female
Rank: Scientist, Doctor
Appearance: Dark black-brown haired that curls inwardly and stops just below her shoulders. Her eyes are dark brown, almond-shaped eyes that glints amber in the light. She is of unknown race with tanned-brownish skin. Gabrielle is short at 5’2 but long in the legs and has a b-cup chest -averagely sized in most other areas. She wears the Doctor’s normal attire with little personal details. On another note a lab experiment destroyed her left arm and has since been replaced by a robotic limb.
Picture: In-progress
Personality: Hot-tempered and aggressive, Isa is rough with everybody and cares little for the experiments under her. All around she manipulative, prone to fighting, she isn’t afraid to trick others into doing things they would have not usually chosen to done for themselves. To add on to her levels of trickery Isa allows most to get caught in her webs of lies and offers false comfort to those who seek it only to turn it on them.
History: Isa is originally deemed to be a experiment but was move to be a scientist early on for her cunning and unnatural ability of telekinesis, later (actually it was more like a week ago) she developed a form of Astral
Projection that she uses on others she’s perfecting it and has yet to reveal this skill to her superiors. All that aside she’s a well know seductress with very lengthy history. As a child she was taught this mannerism by the doctor who selected her from the other experiments.
Other: she’s like a snake hidden in the grass, always watch your step with her.
Roleplay sample: Isa listened to the other doctor at her side, his whispering instructions quickly growing annoying in their manner and sharp-voiced syllables, She held a face of calm anyways, nodding in agreement to him and proceeding as though she’d actually listened. The little defect trembled in the gray corner of the room, looking up at her with those sad, dull eyes they all seemed to have -pathetic really. Isa dipped her hand into her pocket, cold metals brushing her finger tips and plucked out her instrument. With her shimmering arm glinting in the florescent lighting she got her mechanical fingers to twitch and beckon, “Come here little Defect.”
Unrelated note: I’m from DA
