Post by Deleted on Feb 15, 2014 13:13:11 GMT -5
Full Name: Mary Beth Winchester
Nickname/Alias: MB and whatever else nonsense her brothers like to call her, Airhead (just don't say it to her face unless you want to see exactly why they call her that and it isn't because she's stupid)
Age/Date Of Birth: 20, April 4th 2021
Race: Human
Occupation: Spy, Scout, Guard, whatever the team needs of her
Species Group: 3rd Generation Deva
Play-By: Kaley Cuoco
Abilities
Biological Assimilation Shield
MaryBeth has the ability to control the biological makeup (texture, color, density, sensitivity, etc) of her body through touch. For example, if she were to touch a brick wall, her body would begin to resemble a brick wall. For now, this ability only lasts an hour and she does not know how to control it fully, having to let the touch wear off on it's own. She has been working with Dean Jr on gaining control over this aspect of the ability.
Air Manipulation
MaryBeth can create, shape and manipulate air. Since air cannot be seen by conventional methods, neither can the attacks and derivatives formed by/from it, making it an invisible and versatile weapon that is very difficult to block and dodge. Some applications of this ability include:
Create/generate/increase, shape and manipulate air and all forms of wind from tornadoes, hurricanes, vertical drafts, micro-bursts and other devastating forms of wind. Naturally can also create any less extreme air/wind movement.
Air Solidification, Density Manipulation, and Pressure Manipulation via controlling air molecules.
Aerokinetic Constructs, including weapons, walls, armor or allies/servants.
Crushing by increasing air pressure.
Atmospheric Adaptation
Elemental Telekinesis by controlling the air around objects.
Repel projectiles by controlling air vectors.
Enhanced Strength/Tactile Telekinesis by using air pressure to lift heavy objects and land harder strikes.
Enhanced Touch by reading the airwaves and feel any disturbances.
Enhanced Hearing by amplifying air molecule vibrations.
Enhanced Speed by reducing air resistance and utilizing pressurized air for propulsion.
Deoxygenation by removing the oxygen in the atmosphere.
Purification of the air by removing hazardous molecules.
Rot/Rust Inducement by oxidizing the target's area.
Vacuum Creation by removing all air molecules out of the area.
Aerokinetic Flight
Air Walking
Gliding
Levitation
Cyclone creation
Likes (At Least 3):
❤ Banana Pizza - Bananas, carmel, chocolate, cream cheese, it's heaven on earth.
❤ Loud Music - Nothing beats stress better than jamming out to loud music, because how can you possibly think of what's been bothering you with music blaring in your ear?
❤ Dancing - Nothing beats losing yourself in the rhythm of a good song.
❤ Snuggling in a blanket on rainy days - what's not to like here?
Dislikes (At Least 3):
✗ Being caught in the rain - The drowned rat look is so last year.
✗ Being underestimated - Why is it that for some idiotic reason, when people look at me they seem some dim-witted Barbie who can't take care of herself?
✗ Rude people - Well come on, there's just no need for it people.
✗ Elevator music - Well in all fairness, elevators are bad enough, but why oh why did they have to put that crap to listen to?
✗ Egotistical men - well come on, who likes them?
Fears (At Least 2):
☬ Tight, enclosed spaces
☬ Hurting someone because she can't control her ability
Goals (At Least 1):
★ To rid the world of the psychotic Cyrus and have her mom wake up.
Personality: MaryBeth tends to put up masks when she's upset or worried, she knows that eventually the problems will catch up to her, but in the meantime she tries to get the most out of life. She is flirty, witty, and tends to care more for others than herself at times, especially when it comes to her family and friends. MaryBeth is very devoted to her friends and family and will put herself in harms way to keep them safe. Her temper can get the best of her, though she tries her hardest to keep a sense of control over her emotions as they are tied to her ability and if her emotions get out of control so does her power.
Air Manipulation
MaryBeth can create, shape and manipulate air. Since air cannot be seen by conventional methods, neither can the attacks and derivatives formed by/from it, making it an invisible and versatile weapon that is very difficult to block and dodge. Some applications of this ability include:
Create/generate/increase, shape and manipulate air and all forms of wind from tornadoes, hurricanes, vertical drafts, micro-bursts and other devastating forms of wind. Naturally can also create any less extreme air/wind movement.
Air Solidification, Density Manipulation, and Pressure Manipulation via controlling air molecules.
Aerokinetic Constructs, including weapons, walls, armor or allies/servants.
Crushing by increasing air pressure.
Atmospheric Adaptation
Elemental Telekinesis by controlling the air around objects.
Repel projectiles by controlling air vectors.
Enhanced Strength/Tactile Telekinesis by using air pressure to lift heavy objects and land harder strikes.
Enhanced Touch by reading the airwaves and feel any disturbances.
Enhanced Hearing by amplifying air molecule vibrations.
Enhanced Speed by reducing air resistance and utilizing pressurized air for propulsion.
Deoxygenation by removing the oxygen in the atmosphere.
Purification of the air by removing hazardous molecules.
Rot/Rust Inducement by oxidizing the target's area.
Vacuum Creation by removing all air molecules out of the area.
Aerokinetic Flight
Air Walking
Gliding
Levitation
Cyclone creation
Likes (At Least 3):
❤ Banana Pizza - Bananas, carmel, chocolate, cream cheese, it's heaven on earth.
❤ Loud Music - Nothing beats stress better than jamming out to loud music, because how can you possibly think of what's been bothering you with music blaring in your ear?
❤ Dancing - Nothing beats losing yourself in the rhythm of a good song.
❤ Snuggling in a blanket on rainy days - what's not to like here?
Dislikes (At Least 3):
✗ Being caught in the rain - The drowned rat look is so last year.
✗ Being underestimated - Why is it that for some idiotic reason, when people look at me they seem some dim-witted Barbie who can't take care of herself?
✗ Rude people - Well come on, there's just no need for it people.
✗ Elevator music - Well in all fairness, elevators are bad enough, but why oh why did they have to put that crap to listen to?
✗ Egotistical men - well come on, who likes them?
Fears (At Least 2):
☬ Tight, enclosed spaces
☬ Hurting someone because she can't control her ability
Goals (At Least 1):
★ To rid the world of the psychotic Cyrus and have her mom wake up.
Personality: MaryBeth tends to put up masks when she's upset or worried, she knows that eventually the problems will catch up to her, but in the meantime she tries to get the most out of life. She is flirty, witty, and tends to care more for others than herself at times, especially when it comes to her family and friends. MaryBeth is very devoted to her friends and family and will put herself in harms way to keep them safe. Her temper can get the best of her, though she tries her hardest to keep a sense of control over her emotions as they are tied to her ability and if her emotions get out of control so does her power.
Traits
✧ Caring
✧ Brave
✧ Loyal
Negatives (At Least 3):
✦ Impulsive
✦ Reckless
✦ Quick Tempered
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Parents: Dean and Beth Winchester
Siblings: Dean Jr and Steven
Other Family: Scott Jacobs (grandfather), Austin Jacobs (uncle), Jason Clark (uncle), the Sullivans (cousins)
Important Others: all of the members of their team
History:
Being born a Winchester, even as a girl, MaryBeth was taught the ways of hunters. At a young age, MaryBeth knew that the things that went bump in the night were indeed something to fear and not simply nightmares. Even knowing these things truly existed, she grew up to be carefree and loved life, of course it helped that she had not only two of the best hunters alive watching over her in the form of her father and uncle, but also two protective brothers.
While she was always close to her brothers, MaryBeth was closest to the middle sibling, Steven. He had become her confidant and a shoulder to lean on when Dean Jr.'s protectiveness became stifling. Case in point, there was a school dance several years ago that MaryBeth had begged her father to allow her to attend. Once he gave his approval she thought she was good to go, except DJ had the bright idea that Steven should be MaryBeth's “date”, but thankfully, the voice of reason, her mother, stepped in and put a stop to that idea. While it frustrates her when her brother interferes, she truly does love him and knows that he does these things because he worries about her; that doesn't stop her from venting these frustrations to Steven though.
That night, after the dance, MaryBeth was spending the night with her friend, Sully Brennan, when her life changed dramatically after what should have been a simple hug. Her friend's abilities decided to manifest as they hugged and MaryBeth was knocked out cold. She woke up several days later in the infirmary, Sully at her bedside, looking worried and apologetic. When MaryBeth reached over to grab on of the roses to smell at her bedside, her skin turned green and tiny thorns came out all over her body as she looked at her arms in shock. Though they tried to keep it from her, somehow MaryBeth was able to hear the nurse talking and realized that no one knew what to do until the thorniness simply wore off. MaryBeth was careful not to touch things until she was able to work with DJ and learn to somewhat control when and what she absorbed.
A few weeks later, during her first workout session since the accident, MaryBeth went to dodge a blow, jumping in the air only to find that she did not come down. At first, she thought that Ethan was messing with her, but he was no where near. Aside from the enhanced hearing in the infirmary, this was the first indication of her ability to control the air around her.
Life went on with training and such for awhile after this, MaryBeth and the others getting prepared to help their parents in the fight against the supernatural. That all changed when Cyrus decided to use her father and uncle to make a statement; a message she received loud and clear. On that day she lost not only her father, but her mother as well as Beth went into a coma. It wasn't long before their school leaders were taken and the team found themselves targets of Cyrus and his militia. Just when all hope seemed lost, they all found themselves not in the school, but in the woods somewhere strange...
Alias: Krysla
How did you find us?: on old site
Experience: lots
Other Characters: Aria Mathis, Angelia Marten, Dillon Kincaid
RP Sample:
If this were a different night, different situation and a different person, Alyssa might have found the way the moon shone down to be quite beautiful, but the only good thing that came out of it tonight was it effectively eliminated the need for flashlights. Her shaky right hand held a gun loaded with silver bullets as she walked swiftly down the street, Jake in her peripheral vision, the pair would have appeared as mirror images if not for obvious reasons. Her boots barely made a sound as they approached the entrance to an alley, Alyssa looking over at Jake as if to say “This one?”
A slight nod was all the answer she got as she slowed down, watching as Jake crossed the street towards her, both of their eyes darting around alert and cautious. Alyssa followed behind her partner, making sure to shoot glances behind them, not knowing if their prey would attack from behind or not. This wasn’t an easy job for her, in her mind this was an innocent boy who didn’t ask for this disease nor was even aware that he had it and yet she knew that he wouldn’t see another sunrise.
A shiver ran down her spine as the breeze picked up slightly, leaves rustling past them along with the faintest hint of wet dog. Her blonde ponytail whipped against her cheek as she turned around, the sight greeting her had her locked with fear, “Jake….behind us.” Now they had nowhere to go, the alley ended in a dead end behind them and in front of them was their intended prey. This definitely was not going as she had expected.
It was hard to find that sympathy she had felt earlier when she was face to face with the beast and found herself being thrown to the ground, her body instinctively rolling away quickly as her gun flew out of her hands. As Alyssa looked up, she saw Jake aim his gun at the beast and squeeze the trigger, only to hear him say something about, “Piece of shit gun.” The only thought she had at that moment was that if she didn’t do something, one of two things was going to happen, Jake was going to get hurt or worse he would die, neither of which she was willing to allow.
Alyssa got to her knees quickly, she knew this would be weaker than she was able to do but it would buy them a little bit of time. She could feel energy pulsing through her as she focused on the werewolf, watching as he flew back away from Jake and into the middle of the street. That was not going to hold him off for long, she thought as she ran to grab her gun and yelled at Jake, “Come on, let’s finish this.” Tossing her gun his way, he was the better shot after all.
Her head felt slightly dizzy from using her powers and from the slight aching she suspected she’d hit it on the ground as well, but she’d worry about that later, right now Alyssa had all her energy focused on two things, the werewolf that was coming back and Jake who was walking towards the beast leaving more distance between the pair than she liked.
As if sensing an opening, the werewolf crouched down low before springing into the air, landing in the space between the two hunters, with all of his focus on the blonde. Oh dear lord, Jake, don’t miss this, Alyssa pleaded silently as she braced herself, her green eyes trying not to look into the beast’s, afraid she’d find the boy inside. Her arms came up to shield her face as she heard the unmistakeable sound of a gunshot ring through the empty silence. The only sound to be heard was a plopping sound as the werewolf hit the pavement, a hole through it’s brain.
She lowered her arms to see Jake smiling as he walked back towards her, looking down periodically at his kill. “See, I told you there was nothing to worry about.” Alyssa smirked back, “Who was worried?” She reached up to smooth back an errant piece of hair only to find something gooey sticking to her fingers, “Oh come on…Seriously…Why am I always the one who ends up with the nasty evil things brains in my hair?” Alyssa could have sworn that she heard laughter as she bent down to pick up the jammed gun and then stalked off towards the car.
I (MaryBeth Winchester) have read the site rules and understand them. The code word for the rules is: (batman)
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