Post by Megan Anne Morse on Feb 9, 2013 21:54:35 GMT -5
{M’Ganan M’orzz / Megan Anne Morse}
Name: { M’Ganan M’orzz aka Megan Anne Morse }[/color]1} {Superhuman strength, endurance, durability, and speed and reaction times. On par with Superman.}
Nicknames: {Miss Martian, The Green Guardian }
Age: {47 years old (chronologically) 14 years old (human biological equivalent) }
Occupation: {something here}
Eye color: {Varies. Can be red, blue, yellow, green, purple, or solid black on black when in her white Martian form. No matter what her eye-color is, her eyes are usually unnaturally vibrant and bold-colored when in human form.}
Hair color: {red hair when in her default human form}
Playby: {Jane Levy}
Canon/Original: {canon }
Powers: {Yes }
{2} {Telepathic powers; illusions, induce sleep, induce memory loss, possession, mind scan, mind wipe, astral projection, mental shielding, upload/download information, thought sensing, mind reading, telepathic relay, telepathic assault, Mind-blast }
{3} { Martian lifespan. Martians are especially long lived, compared to typical earth-humans 40 to 60 years of life. }
{4} { Martian vision. M’Ganan’s unique double-irises and 8 different eye-cell types allow her wide spectra of vision to see in; infrared, UV, X-ray, magnetic/electromagnetic, color vision, low-light/no-light vision, telescopic vision, microscopic vision. }
{5} {Flight. M’Ganan can achieve the same speeds as superman by affecting the gravitons around her. This allows M’Ganan to achieve unbelievable speeds of flight while avoiding a sonic boom, unless going beyond Mach 10, in which atmospheric and environmental damage can occur. Normally, she relegates herself to Mach 9 or less when in atmosphere because of this, unless it is a dire emergency. }
{6} { Regeneration. M’Ganan can fully regenerate from being reduced to a pulp-ified state within two hours or less. Serious forms of injury, such as amputations, vivisection, or decapitations, and many broken bones, can be healed in about 5 to 10 minutes once re-set. Lesser forms of injury can be healed practically instantaneously. }
{7} { shape-shifting, invisibility, phasing, and intangibility. M’Ganan can affect her own bio-polymers to appear as any person or object within 10 times her own mass. She can also make herself absolutely transparent with no distinguishable outline, and can make herself intangible for a short time by separating her bio-polymers to have a similar consistency as air or fog.}
{8} { enhanced hearing and smell. M’Ganan can hear above and below the hearing range of most animals, and can smell things on par with dogs (much to her annoyance) }
{9} {Laser eye beams. Normally M'Ganan doesn't use her laser eyes power, but she will if shes either very very angry, or another of her powers wont do the job. } [/ul]
Weaknesses:
{Fire. M’Ganan is terrified by and violently horrified of fire. This is a psychological weakness, but it is very effective in atleast keeping her at bay, if not harming her out-rightly. }
{ Alcohol. Alcohol, weather it be drinking alcohol, medical alcohol, or similar substances like ethanol, gasoline or kerosene, acts as a corrosive acid to Martian physiology.
Topical application of alcohol or processed similar substances, will cause chemical burns and/or scarring, and ingestion of moderate amounts ( 2 to 3 ounces/ 1/4th of a cup) will result in internal hemorrhaging of significant amounts. Significant amounts of alcohol (2 pints, or 4 cups, or more) will agonizingly kill her (and likely all Martians) within 3 to 6 hours, with all the signs of acidic dilution and/or food poisoning, both of which can apply.
Wound sterilization is better left to substances high in fluoride.
(on a rather plus side to note; soft drinks, tea's, and most energy drinks will cause relatively non-harmful inebriation..... Ya wanna get her drunk ? Give her a 12 pack of soda.) }
{Magic. M’Ganan is not especially vulnerable to magic, but neither is she particularly resistant to magical attacks such as mago-kinetic impacts, hexes, curses, and other spells of effect. Megan is vulnerable to magic simply because it is too different a source of powers generation, at the same levels as most everyone else who is vulnerable to magic and does not commonly operate with it. }
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Parents: { Father,Pharax-taun } { Mother, Myr’it’Lah } (both are deceased)
Siblings: { } {name&whatever}
Children: {} {name&whatever}
Spouse: {name&whatever }
Likes:
{Cats. M’Ganan finds cats to be very pleasant; largely uninterested in other people’s food, generally quiet, not obnoxiously rambunctious, and often fluffier than dogs. }
{ Food in general. M’Ganan likes most earth foods, especially flavorful and/or spicy foods….Even though some earth foods probably won't sit well with her. }
{Music. M’Ganan likes a wide veriety of music, from techno music, to industrial / cyberpunk music, to some J-pop songs, to video-game and tv show/movie songs, to even alot of foreign-sounding songs. She doesn't like most forms of country, rap/hiphop, or metal/ skreemo. }
{ Thought-provoking TV shows. M'Ganan likes older TV shows which address life issues and also give food for thought, such as Star Trek, Mork and Mindy, Warehouse 13, and other such sitcoms and dramas. }
{Books. When she gets to reading, M’Ganan enjoys most higher-brow sci-fi and fantasy writers, such as Robert A Heinlein, Madeleine L’Engle, Isaac Asimov, Frank Herbert, J.R.R. Tolkien, and Ursula K Le Guin.}
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Dislikes:
{ Being called, and treated like, and/or thought of as a monster. M'Ganan is very insecure about her scary white martian form. }
{ Bananas. Bananas and banana-flavored things, taste like medicine to M’Ganan, similar to how cherry drink-mix tastes like cherry cough syrup to humans.}
{Dogs. M’Ganan finds dogs to be excessively obnoxious in alot of ways. Dogs, on the other hand, seem to like her just fine.}
{ Friends Arguing. M'Ganan doesn't like it when her friends fight with eachother and un-friend themselves (no, not facebook stuff) from eachother.}
{ Villains in general. M'Ganan doesn't like bad people who do bad things, such as villains, super-villains, punks, bullies, and not-nice people.}
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Personality:
{When she first came to Earth, Miss Martian was a quiet, polite, and caring, although sometimes naive, "young" Martian girl, who longed to fit in on Earth. However, her naivete should not be mistaken for stupidity. M'Ganan is a very fast learner, able to readily learn at rapid pace by watching and then doing it herself.
She has a streak of cruelty that, because of witnessing the death of her parents, lends her abit of intolerance towards those who choose evil, or those who seek to simply dominate and/or control, but ironically, also prevents her from actually killing.
M'Ganan desires to be friends with everyone she meets, and for everyone to get along, but recognizes that this is not always possible. She has no qualms about overkill in order to end a fight quickly, or to solve the situation at hand through sometimes creative and unorthodox means, even if it means enacting serious pain upon a foe. However, actual killing is always out of the question.
M'Ganan thusfar tends to speak without contractions, and misuses idioms and turns of phrase, however, this will likely fade as she becomes ac-cultured to earth culture and customs. She is also apt to think or sometimes over-think about something before acting, especially in non-combat situations. }
History:
{ When the White Martians began massacring their Green cousins, along with a plague affecting mostly green martians, M'gann's parents sent her on a ship to Tamaran, in the Vega system, to escape the civil war. However, tragedy would strike; M'ganan’s parents were butchered before her eyes by a gang of Green Martian retaliators, just as the ship’s door sealed and locked.
After afew years passed, M’Ganan came to realize that White Martians were the instigators of the Green Martian slaughter, and indirectly, were the cause of her parent’s deaths. The day after that, she concluded that she would abandon her people, the savage and war-lusting white Martians.
Once the civil war was declared to be over via the holo-net, and all of the Green Martians were rendered either extinct or otherwise driven from Mars, M’Ganan took a one-way jump-pod, and journeyed back to the Sol system.
However, an ion storm surrounded the craft at the Hispid Nebula, wiping the navigation computer. The pod would crash-land on earth.
Arriving on earth, M'Ganan eventually adopted two new names during her time on this world: "Megan Anne Morse", the English transliteration of her Martian name, and "Miss Martian", her chosen superhero identity. }
Martian Form: {Unlike Jonn Jonzz, M'Ganan Morzz is a white martian, which is similar to Green martians. However, white martians have bred themselves to have some notable visual features, different from the rather more humanoid green martians. (White Martians often pride themselves as warriors second only to Alpha Draconans; weather or not this is actually true, has yet to be proven.) ;;
Aside from these differences, and obvious humanoid female traits, Megan is still fairly visually similar enough to Martian Manhunter's true form, and stands about 8 feet tall in her true form, with a proportion of 9 heads tall.
(Jonn jonzz is likely to stand at 9 feet tall in his true form ?) }
RP Sample: {Show us what you can do}
Mother !
She woke up screaming, and falling out of bed. Hitting the floor face first, she picked herself up off the interestingly-matted carpet, as Tor'vand'r turned on the light and cautiously peeked in at the sound "Another nightmare ?" the tall, lion-like Tamaranian said. He wasn't surprised, although he worried for her. What sort of things did seeing her parents butchered alive do to a martian child ? Nothing good was his guess. If only he had any real clue of how bad it could get.
M'Ganan was left deeply scarred. Not only had she seen them die, but she had psychically Felt them die as well. It was a far more intimate education of death than any child should learn about. She stuffed it all back in, and sealed it away as best she could. The memories would probably eat her alive, sooner or later, but for now, she went on living by stowing them away.
M'Ganan had fallen into such a deep, yawning depressive grief, that even the largely non-telepatic Tamaranians were bothered by the martian girls catatonic state. For a time, doctors estimated that such an event actually broke her brain. After about a year of this zombie-like existence, she apparently woke up a re-set person, with no memory of the event.
That would eventually change, as the dreams began. Violent dreams, so realistic that M'Ganan sometimes questioned weather or not her awake time was really reality, or if she was dead and in some form of afterlife.
"I Must Go Back !" M'Ganan said pleadingly, nearly shouting at him. "You can't. The war still rages, and there is rumors of rampant plagues now. You were placed in my care, little green one. I am unwilling to let you come to harm, even if going back would give you some peace of mind." He said, somewhat mercifully, along with an unspoken I owe it to your parents.. He atleast had some idea what she was going through, and sympathized, but as bad as she could get, here on Tamaran, Mars was far, far worse off.
M'Ganan did all that she could do for now; she got back into bed as Tor'Vand'r shut off the lights again. She then rolled over and dozed off into, at the very least, a restless sleep.
Many light-years away, the red planet was all but ripping itself to shredded asteroids. The few reports coming out of Mars was vague, but its vagueness seemed to underscore its horror. There were smatterings of tales of Green Martians spontaneously combustion for hours on end, and whoever didn't burn to death in their own seats, were butchered alive by roving gangs of white martians on some hallowed crusade to purify their race of the green menace, or green taint, whichever seemed to evoke more violence.
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Your name: {Catchace}
Random Fact about you: {doesn’t like dogs, but has to deal with a dog. - . - ….}
Custom Title for Character: {custom title here}
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