Post by Mystique on Jul 16, 2006 2:53:00 GMT
Slave-name: Raven Darkholme
Codename: Mystique
Age: 86, well it is debatable but she is nearly a century old.
Mutation: Metamorphic shape shifter able to adapt any humanoid form or genetic trait (except superhuman abilities), heal surface tissue damage, withstand all pathogens and poisons, and suppress her natural aging
Physical Description: Mystique has blue skin, orange-red hair, and yellow eyes while in her 'natural' form. She wears no clothes but she can take on almost any appearance that she wants, and if choosing to do so can only alter one part of her body instead of the whole. She stands 5'10" and weights 120 lbs.
Personality:Highly intelligent, able to pose as others, easily manipulating any situation. Her aging process is slowed down due to her ability. She has been out casted and treated badly by humans since a young child so she has developed a hate for homo sapiens.
Mystique thinks highly of herself, she is very confident of her abilities. She is rather independent, arrogant, sly, manipulative, and determined - enough to go to any length to get what she wants.
Background:Years ago Raven was a spy for Germany. She met Sabertooth in Berlin at this time and had a short relationship with him, bearing a son, Graydon Creed, who she abandoned shortly after having him because he was human.
She later on married a Baron Wagner, but was seduced by the demonic Azazel, leading to a son (Nightcrawler *Kurt Wagner*), whom she threw off a cliff into a river when he was born with pointed ears, blue skin and a tail, revealing that she was not normal, either. She traveled to America, and worked in a carnival with Destiny for a while.
She ended up with the brotherhood, sticking by Magneto's side until she was injected with the 'cure'. At that moment Magneto left her naked on the floor, stripped of her mutant abilities. After this incident Mystique felt she had no where to go.. After all she had fought the X-Men right along side Magneto and now even he too abandoned her.
Feeling she had no where to turn and not having any indication as to what she should do Mystique again took on the alias she was given at birth.. her name. She blended in with the homo sapiens and took a job, trying to make it as one of them. Of course this cure was only temporary.. and she found that out. But at this point she had not heard nor seen any more news of the Brotherhood. Part of her feels rage for what was done but she can't help but feel as if they were more her family than anyone else in her life.. if Mystique would admit to having a 'family'. Not to mention this 'life style' she picked up was against everything she believed, converting to make them happy and covering up the 'gifts' they were born with.
Current Affiliation N/A (Brotherhood)
Sample:Mystique walked into the bar, smiling brightly at the eyes she caught. She wore a short black dress and her hair fell past her shoulders in long blonde curls. She was looking for someone, or perhaps rather something.
The way she weaved the crowd showed how agile the girl was, easily turning her body as others brushed past her. Her ice blue eyes scanned the area again and she saw him in a far corner. A smile slipped up on her red lips, her eyes narrowing slightly in content. At least all of her efforts weren't for nothing.. After all just because Mystique could look normal, like one of 'them' didn't mean she preferred it. She wasn't ashamed of what she was - not anymore.
She held her breath for a moment, wondering which was the best way to approach him. Well, if he didn't see eye to eye with her, she was well able to defend herself.. More than likely this game would turn to her liking if he chose to be.. well, violent with her.
She removed all doubt and question from her mind as her heels clicked softly, passing through the crowd and making her way next to his table. Her eyes set on his and she leaned down, placing her hands on the table, "I thought I could find you here." Now was her time to toy with him, see how long it took for him to catch on and realize just 'who' she was.
WESTCHESTER
[[Sorry it took me so long to modify this.. er .. repost it. I just had alot going on. ^^;]]
Codename: Mystique
Age: 86, well it is debatable but she is nearly a century old.
Mutation: Metamorphic shape shifter able to adapt any humanoid form or genetic trait (except superhuman abilities), heal surface tissue damage, withstand all pathogens and poisons, and suppress her natural aging
Physical Description: Mystique has blue skin, orange-red hair, and yellow eyes while in her 'natural' form. She wears no clothes but she can take on almost any appearance that she wants, and if choosing to do so can only alter one part of her body instead of the whole. She stands 5'10" and weights 120 lbs.
Personality:Highly intelligent, able to pose as others, easily manipulating any situation. Her aging process is slowed down due to her ability. She has been out casted and treated badly by humans since a young child so she has developed a hate for homo sapiens.
Mystique thinks highly of herself, she is very confident of her abilities. She is rather independent, arrogant, sly, manipulative, and determined - enough to go to any length to get what she wants.
Background:Years ago Raven was a spy for Germany. She met Sabertooth in Berlin at this time and had a short relationship with him, bearing a son, Graydon Creed, who she abandoned shortly after having him because he was human.
She later on married a Baron Wagner, but was seduced by the demonic Azazel, leading to a son (Nightcrawler *Kurt Wagner*), whom she threw off a cliff into a river when he was born with pointed ears, blue skin and a tail, revealing that she was not normal, either. She traveled to America, and worked in a carnival with Destiny for a while.
She ended up with the brotherhood, sticking by Magneto's side until she was injected with the 'cure'. At that moment Magneto left her naked on the floor, stripped of her mutant abilities. After this incident Mystique felt she had no where to go.. After all she had fought the X-Men right along side Magneto and now even he too abandoned her.
Feeling she had no where to turn and not having any indication as to what she should do Mystique again took on the alias she was given at birth.. her name. She blended in with the homo sapiens and took a job, trying to make it as one of them. Of course this cure was only temporary.. and she found that out. But at this point she had not heard nor seen any more news of the Brotherhood. Part of her feels rage for what was done but she can't help but feel as if they were more her family than anyone else in her life.. if Mystique would admit to having a 'family'. Not to mention this 'life style' she picked up was against everything she believed, converting to make them happy and covering up the 'gifts' they were born with.
Current Affiliation N/A (Brotherhood)
Sample:Mystique walked into the bar, smiling brightly at the eyes she caught. She wore a short black dress and her hair fell past her shoulders in long blonde curls. She was looking for someone, or perhaps rather something.
The way she weaved the crowd showed how agile the girl was, easily turning her body as others brushed past her. Her ice blue eyes scanned the area again and she saw him in a far corner. A smile slipped up on her red lips, her eyes narrowing slightly in content. At least all of her efforts weren't for nothing.. After all just because Mystique could look normal, like one of 'them' didn't mean she preferred it. She wasn't ashamed of what she was - not anymore.
She held her breath for a moment, wondering which was the best way to approach him. Well, if he didn't see eye to eye with her, she was well able to defend herself.. More than likely this game would turn to her liking if he chose to be.. well, violent with her.
She removed all doubt and question from her mind as her heels clicked softly, passing through the crowd and making her way next to his table. Her eyes set on his and she leaned down, placing her hands on the table, "I thought I could find you here." Now was her time to toy with him, see how long it took for him to catch on and realize just 'who' she was.
WESTCHESTER
[[Sorry it took me so long to modify this.. er .. repost it. I just had alot going on. ^^;]]
