Post by RACHEL HARPER on May 16, 2013 14:41:33 GMT -5
{RACHEL ALCYONE HARPER}
Name: {Rachel Alcyone Harper}[/b][/color]Reading}
Nicknames: {Rae}
Age: {16}
Occupation: {Mutant}
Eye color: {Ice blue}
Hair color: {Dark brown}
Playby: {Anna Popplewell}
Canon/Original: {Original}
Powers: {Yes}
{1} {Spiritual Bow and Arrows:: She’s able to conjure up a bow made up of her own spiritual energy, creating arrows of the same energy as she draws back the string. The arrows, upon contact with its target, dissolves shortly thereafter, damaging its target like any other normal arrow (reinforced with steel) would. The bow, however if damaged, damages her as the bow is connected to her. If damaged or broken, she’ll either gain a similar injury, or feel immense pain. If anyone but her were to touch it even, she’d feel really uncomfortable at the least, and that’s if she gives them permission. Her arrows, while able to pierce steel and other similar metals, cannot go straight through them. The arrows and bow look as if they’re made up of a silverish light, being slightly see through yet being completely solid.}
{2} {Night Vision: Rachel has night vision, mostly. She can see in nearly complete darkness, yet cannot see when everything pitch black. This isn’t something she can turn on and off, it just happens. Because of her night vision, she can’t see as well during the day, and needs shaded glasses in order to be able to do so. So she’s up mostly at night, in the late evening hours, and at early morning.}
Parents: {Leo Harper//Father} {Natalia Harper//Mother}
Siblings: {Aden Harper//Younger brother}
Children: {N/A} {N/A}
Other: {Victoria Harper//Aunt}
Likes:
{Nature}
{Archery}
{Music}
{Most animals}
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Dislikes:
{Snakes}
{Coldness}
{Loud noises}
{Death}[/ul]
Personality: {Rachel Harper, first and foremost, is Christian. So whenever she gets nervous she’ll likely start quoting bits of scripture that she knows, or prayers. She’s also an archer, not a professional, but has been taking classes for a good few months now. She doesn’t like the daytime much, mainly because she can see too well. She wears shaded sunglasses to give the illusion that she just simply doesn’t like the sun in her eyes, and dark reading glasses because she loves to read. While she loves most animals, she hates snakes. Garden snakes are the only ones she’ll even remotely tolerate. She also doesn’t like loud, senseless noises even though she loves loud music. She doesn’t like it when the music she’s trying to listen to is turned to ear splitting levels, or down til she can’t hear it anymore.
Rachel in general, is a calm person, or at least has a calm facade or disposition. She can come off as uncaring though, if she's able to collect herself enough to not show much outward emotion to something that's sad or angry. Yet this could also be thought of as a defense mechanism, seeing as sometimes, even if she tries to be sad or tries to cry, her emotions will lock themselves up and she feels that. She'll feel that and even if she wants to and can bring them back up, she may not be able to show them how she wants to.
Rachel loves her family. She truly does. She never wants to make them upset or angry, never wants them to have to want for something and be unable to get it. She does what she can for them, even if it means putting them first. This of course, is a recent development, one that kind of evolved over a few years. And while not being very social or outgoing, she has gotten better as being so when she wants to because of her family.
Rachel also had trust issues. She's picky about her friends, and is quite protective of the ones she makes. If you become her friend, it's likely that you'll take up a familial position in her mind and way of thinking, rather than being just someone she talks to every now and then. She also is kind of paranoid about complete strangers knowing things about her that she never told them, heck, she's paranoid about everyone excluding her family when it comes to that. Being the naturally quite person, and being a soft spoken person on top of that, you'd think that she'd be the one to end up going crazy. You know the saying, its always the quite ones? She's the exception to that little statement.}
History: {Rachel was born at a mere one pound six ounces with her twin. Tiny, a little smaller than her twin, yet she had lived when her sister only did so for their first month of life. Both had been sick, and even though Rachel lived through the first month, she wasn’t out of the woods yet. She still had almost died a few times, and needed a good few surgeries. It was three months after she was born, weighing at around five pounds, was she allowed to leave the hospital.
As a child, she had a mild form of asthma, yet as time went on it faded. Rachel and her family tend to think it's gone completely, yet Rae still keeps the breathing machine she used as a child around, just in case something happens again. Even though she hopes she'll never need to use it. She was also bullied, granted, this was what? Kindergarten? Yet it happened every day by the same little kid. She wasn't exactly effected much by it, since even though it happened everyday, it wasn't much. I mean, Kindergartners can't do much in the way of bullying. Yet she still remembers it, and hopes it never happens to her again.
Later on, at around seven, her little brother Aden was born. He was the complete opposite of her. Born at eleven pounds and being the most hyperactive child she ever met. She sometimes thinks he's annoying, and he does get on her nerves a lot, but she wouldn't trade him, or let him be taken away from her for the world, or anything else for that matter.
If someone gave her the option of her entire family being granted immortality, alongside her brother, at the cost of her brother having to leave her. She'd refuse flat out. There was no way on God's green earth that she'd let anyone mess with her family if she had anything to say about it. She'd show them all what a quiet, calm teenage mutant could do.
Years later, at fifteen and with a younger brother by around seven years, she started to show signs of her two abilities. Often she’d complain about the light, even if it was artificial, and other times she’d feel a rush of some kind of energy than made her feel so energetic and light she felt she was walking on air. The energy would, later, concentrate itself in her hands, and she was finally about to conjure her bow and arrows on her sixteenth birthday, while paying the price of acquired nightvision by waking up that day with horrible eyesight during the daytime or whenever there’s a lot of light.}
RP Sample: {The night had always calmed her. The stars in the sky. The moon overhead. Rachel took a breath, standing in a clearing with nothing but grass, wildflowers and three dozen or more trees surrounding her. It was perfect. Perfect to practice her archery. Holding a hand out, her bow dissolved into being with silvery light, particle by particle of spiritual energy coming together, extending from her hand. Each little piece weaving its energy together with the next dozen or so that the bow hummed, solid and real, yet looking slightly see through, like crystal.
Holding the bow still, she shifted into a good shooting position, and one by one drew back an arrow forming in much the same way as the bow yet faster as her fingers touched the string. The arrow knocked, Rachel slowed her breathing, focusing with her dominant right eye at her target, the tree in front of her. Five seconds later, she let go, the arrow whizzing light lightning down the path she’d set of it, hitting the tree with a thud and a crack. She’d shot where she knew that the heart would be on a deer. After a few more shots, each arrow dissolving out of existence as they’d come in, she figured she’d go out into the woods again and try to catch something for tomorrow. Her dad had ordered deer, and he would get one. Besides, she was dying to try some since the gator tail she had a while ago was awesome. It, in all honestly, had tasted like chicken. he wondered what deer would taste like.}
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Your name: {Kokoro (the chat name I go by)}
Random Fact about you: {I like puppies. ;D}
Custom Title for Character: {the Spirit Archer}
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