Post by Deleted on Oct 6, 2017 3:56:33 GMT -5
Full Name: Marcia Eden Blackthorne
Nickname/Alias: Marcie, Edie (family nickname)
Age/Date Of Birth: 30; May 13th, 1987
Race: Human
Occupation: Co-owner of Blackthorne's
Species Group: Witch/Psychic
Play-By: Dorothy Martin
Abilities
Marcia, unlike her younger sister Merrick, actively practices witchcraft. She has spent a large portion of her life reading and studying whatever she could get her hands on, and even sought outside help with more offensive magic, since her family is mostly made up of users of defensive magic. Marcia is able to cast spells, brew potions, and create hex bags for a variety of different reasons.
Telekinesis: The act of moving and manipulating objects and persons through mental influence. This is Marcia’s psychic ability that manifested when she was a child and it is one of her strongest abilities, since it is also influenced by her witchcraft. She can use this ability to exert more extreme and precise amounts of force on targets that can’t be seen, such as internal organs.
Healing: She can heal certain wounds with an incantation, but nothing too serious. She can’t heal broken bones or anything like that, but she can help stop the bleeding until the person can get help.
Mental Barriers: She has very strong mental defenses. They are not impenetrable by any means, but they are more difficult to get through than normal humans. She can attempt to block out standard psychics, but more powerful ones would probably be able to overpower her defenses.
Mediumship- Marcia can act as an intermediary between the world of the living and the spirit world. She can hold seances and hear the targeted spirit speak to her then relay messages, or the spirit can take over her body and physically speak through her. A lot of seances were held at her family’s shop and she’s helped out with most of them, and while she is pretty good at it, she doesn’t do it much elsewhere. Something would have to be in it for her.
Special Inventory
Special items that are bought from the store will go here.
Likes (At Least 3):
❤ Cats
❤ Nutella
❤ Smoking (weed and cigarettes)
❤ Gaining more power
❤ Reading
Dislikes (At Least 3):
✗ Dumb people
✗ The color orange
✗ Authority figures
✗ Unnecessary romance in a story
✗ Kiwis
Fears (At Least 2):
☬ Losing her freedom
☬ Being powerless
Goals (At Least 1):
★ Be free and indulge in whatever she chooses
Personality: Put an over all description of your character's personality here.
Traits
✧ Intelligent
✧ Socially Independent
✧ Resourceful
Negatives (At Least 3):
✦ Dishonest
✦ Rebellious
✦ Selfish
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Parents: Jeremy and Sylvia Blackthorne (Weaver)
Siblings: @merrick (younger sister), Christian Blackthorne (younger brother)
Other Family: Cynthia Blackthorne (paternal grandmother/deceased); James Blackthorne (paternal grandfather/deceased); Allison Weaver (Aunt); Maxwell Blackthorne (Uncle); Ryan Blackthorne (nephew)
Important Others: She's met a lot of different people that visit and shop at her family's store or people she has helped if they made it worth her while (Or have helped her), including: Lyle York , Marcus Blackwood , and Aimee Aswang .
History: Put an over all description of your character's history here.
Alias: @cupidsbow / Alessa
How did you find us?: Old board, then returned to this board.
Experience: Like a decade-ish, off and on.
Other Characters: @alessa , @merrick , Olivia Blake , @nathan , @zachjr
RP Sample: Zach was not a man that enjoyed being idle for an extended period of time…more often than not, he preferred to be working or at least on the road heading to the next monster problem. He had finished a job hunting a rugaru a few states over about three days ago now, but it felt like much longer to the veteran hunter. As he sat outside the small café and scanned through the days newspaper, his left leg bounced up and down restlessly while he looked for anything that would catch his eye.
The only thing that interrupted his concentration was the young petite waitress appearing at his right side and asking in a soft voice, “Did you need a refill on your diet soda, hun?” It took a couple extra beats for Zach to realize he was being spoken to, and he blinks a few times before gazing up at her with a brief smile. He responds in his light Scottish accent: “Aye…that would be nice, thank ya.” She returns the smile and looks away, then hurries off get his refill, leaving Zach to look back at his paper while letting out a heavy sigh.
He wasn’t usually this restless between jobs but he needed to take his mind off of things more than anything. An argument he recently had with Alessandra was one of those ‘things’…it had been over a couple vampires that she let go because they didn’t pose a threat, in her opinion. She insisted that they only fed on animal blood and she would keep an eye on the situation. Zach couldn’t help but shake his head as he thought about it. Sure, he may be a bit biased when it came to the bloodsuckers due to his past with them, but he still couldn’t let shit like that just slide.
Of course he could always track them down and conduct his own investigation, but Alessa would find out somehow and it would just make things worse because then she would think he didn’t trust her judgment and…Zach groans lightly and rubs the stubble on his chin, knowing this train of thought will lead to nothing but a headache and returns to his paper.
I (Marcia Blackthorne) have read the site rules and understand them. The code word for the rules is: (BATMAN)
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