Post by Shadoe on Jun 3, 2005 14:10:09 GMT -5
Name: Experiment Angel 542803
Codename: Shadoe
Age: Was created to look 16
Height: 5’0
Weight: 90 lbs
Hair: Pink
Eyes: Sapphire
Personality: Shadoe is, well, adorable. She is a very small girl and quite energetic at times. And some of her looks can melt people right then and there. But she is afraid, very afraid. She has trouble trusting people and telling them the truth about her haunting past. She wears her heart on her sleeve, and her eyes show her every emotion brilliantly. In some ways, she is disgusted by her features. But she is often sad because of her thoughts of why she was created or who she was. And even though she knows of many, many things, she cannot understand them.
Appearance: Shadoe is a very small girl, in some aspects. She still has the body parts support her age but she only stands 5 feet. Her eyes are so bright and reflect light, therefore she has to hide them in public. Her bubblegum pink hair is short and jaggedly cut, curling under her chin. Her skin is all in even tone, beside the large scars along her shoulder blades that look as if she once had wings that were brutally torn from her body. Also, she had very large pointed ears that poke out from her hair, looking like that of some sort of elf. But call her one and she’ll get very mad.
Powers: She can manipulate light energy. She can use this light to, in a sense, fly. Also, she can send blasts of it towards enemies or create solid weapons. She has incredible agility and fighting skills from much training. And from her ears, her hearing is exemplary.
Weaknesses: She cannot control all this power, and sometimes it takes hold of her strongly. Other times, when she really needs it, she cannot use her power. She was never truly complete in experiment, and it very unstable. The processing chip implanted in her mind often malfunctions and her emotions run haywire. This means occasional mood swings and a bad temper.
Bio: Created in a laboratory, Shadoe never knew much of a home. She was not like some of the others who were captured and experimented on, she was purely created there. At first, the experiment was to achieve human perfection through scientific process, but then it became corrupt. The laboratories began to turn their precious experiment into a weapon of mass destruction.
It took 25 years to completely develop her body, perfect her, but finally she was ready. The funding for her was an incredible amount of money, more than any normal person could ever dream of, or any country alone could pay. Her success was marked when she first opened her eyes to see the laboratory around her. And her first word was a scream of fear.
Shadoe never grew, her body fully developed for her to look 16. She didn’t look completely human, though. Her ears were large and pointed, even more so than an elf. Her eyes were such a brilliant sapphire that they looked like stained glass and reflected every bit of light. Her body was quite small, yet very flexible and showing the curves of a human female. On her back were large scars that looked like she once had wings that had been brutally torn off, and they never told her the reason for the painful marks. Her hair was short and brilliantly pink, her skin soft and blemish free. And on the back of her neck, if you shined a black light on it, would be a bar code with her true designation.
For three years they trained her in the laboratories. They taught her how to fight and helped her use her powers, though they began to torture her when she lost control. It was becoming too powerful for them to handle. In her design were many flaws. They had implanted a microchip in her brain to make her learn at a much faster rate then humans, and she soon learned that the scientists were obsolete. Also, she had too many emotions and feelings. In some ways, she was too human, and in others she wasn’t human enough. Slowly, skillfully, she was betraying her creators.
Then, the day finally came. She couldn’t take it anymore. She was a top secret weapon and certain organizations were beginning to want her for their own, or to be destroyed. No, she didn’t escape in the middle of the night secretively like she very well could have. She took the entire place down. The screams of pain were heard even through the walls that were supposed to be sound proof. That day she killed every last scientist. It was either up close and personal, or in the final blast that disintegrated the entire laboratory.
So then she went into hiding, her body or face never growing older. She wore hats to cover her ears and oddly colored hair, always running from town to town. Shadoe could never let them find her again. But that was very difficult. She had been wandering the streets for nearly 5 years now, running, trying to find a place to belong, a person to trust.
Skills: Her agility and hearing are things she can always control. Sometimes she can be quite clumsy, but never when fighting. And she can pick up whispers through walls made of solid concrete. Also, from the chip in her brain, she is very skilled with computers. Though she has a tendency to beat up or yell at the computer if it doesn’t work right.
Codename: Shadoe
Age: Was created to look 16
Height: 5’0
Weight: 90 lbs
Hair: Pink
Eyes: Sapphire
Personality: Shadoe is, well, adorable. She is a very small girl and quite energetic at times. And some of her looks can melt people right then and there. But she is afraid, very afraid. She has trouble trusting people and telling them the truth about her haunting past. She wears her heart on her sleeve, and her eyes show her every emotion brilliantly. In some ways, she is disgusted by her features. But she is often sad because of her thoughts of why she was created or who she was. And even though she knows of many, many things, she cannot understand them.
Appearance: Shadoe is a very small girl, in some aspects. She still has the body parts support her age but she only stands 5 feet. Her eyes are so bright and reflect light, therefore she has to hide them in public. Her bubblegum pink hair is short and jaggedly cut, curling under her chin. Her skin is all in even tone, beside the large scars along her shoulder blades that look as if she once had wings that were brutally torn from her body. Also, she had very large pointed ears that poke out from her hair, looking like that of some sort of elf. But call her one and she’ll get very mad.
Powers: She can manipulate light energy. She can use this light to, in a sense, fly. Also, she can send blasts of it towards enemies or create solid weapons. She has incredible agility and fighting skills from much training. And from her ears, her hearing is exemplary.
Weaknesses: She cannot control all this power, and sometimes it takes hold of her strongly. Other times, when she really needs it, she cannot use her power. She was never truly complete in experiment, and it very unstable. The processing chip implanted in her mind often malfunctions and her emotions run haywire. This means occasional mood swings and a bad temper.
Bio: Created in a laboratory, Shadoe never knew much of a home. She was not like some of the others who were captured and experimented on, she was purely created there. At first, the experiment was to achieve human perfection through scientific process, but then it became corrupt. The laboratories began to turn their precious experiment into a weapon of mass destruction.
It took 25 years to completely develop her body, perfect her, but finally she was ready. The funding for her was an incredible amount of money, more than any normal person could ever dream of, or any country alone could pay. Her success was marked when she first opened her eyes to see the laboratory around her. And her first word was a scream of fear.
Shadoe never grew, her body fully developed for her to look 16. She didn’t look completely human, though. Her ears were large and pointed, even more so than an elf. Her eyes were such a brilliant sapphire that they looked like stained glass and reflected every bit of light. Her body was quite small, yet very flexible and showing the curves of a human female. On her back were large scars that looked like she once had wings that had been brutally torn off, and they never told her the reason for the painful marks. Her hair was short and brilliantly pink, her skin soft and blemish free. And on the back of her neck, if you shined a black light on it, would be a bar code with her true designation.
For three years they trained her in the laboratories. They taught her how to fight and helped her use her powers, though they began to torture her when she lost control. It was becoming too powerful for them to handle. In her design were many flaws. They had implanted a microchip in her brain to make her learn at a much faster rate then humans, and she soon learned that the scientists were obsolete. Also, she had too many emotions and feelings. In some ways, she was too human, and in others she wasn’t human enough. Slowly, skillfully, she was betraying her creators.
Then, the day finally came. She couldn’t take it anymore. She was a top secret weapon and certain organizations were beginning to want her for their own, or to be destroyed. No, she didn’t escape in the middle of the night secretively like she very well could have. She took the entire place down. The screams of pain were heard even through the walls that were supposed to be sound proof. That day she killed every last scientist. It was either up close and personal, or in the final blast that disintegrated the entire laboratory.
So then she went into hiding, her body or face never growing older. She wore hats to cover her ears and oddly colored hair, always running from town to town. Shadoe could never let them find her again. But that was very difficult. She had been wandering the streets for nearly 5 years now, running, trying to find a place to belong, a person to trust.
Skills: Her agility and hearing are things she can always control. Sometimes she can be quite clumsy, but never when fighting. And she can pick up whispers through walls made of solid concrete. Also, from the chip in her brain, she is very skilled with computers. Though she has a tendency to beat up or yell at the computer if it doesn’t work right.
