Post by Isolde Nemes on May 14, 2015 20:53:37 GMT -5
Basics
Name: Isolde Nemes
Nicknames: Issy
Age: 17
Birthday: August 30th
Grade: 11th
Power:
Cold Absorption -- Her body runs cold, and for good reason. Anything regarding coldness, whether it would be of cold water, cold air, or the more extreme of being encased in ice, will simply regenerate Isolde's energy and act as a storage for her power when there is no water to freeze or immediate ice in the vicinity. As such, the colder it is, the more she'll take from it. However, likewise, if it is only a slight bit chilly, she will not be able to draw much from it, and if it gets warm, there will be an adverse effect to where she will be drained much faster than the average person. The way she normally keeps from being drained so quickly is getting by with as little clothing as possible while still staying decent. But as long as one turns up the heat, even she will admit she's in trouble.
Ice Manipulation -- Issy has the ability to control any form of solidified water, be it as small and fragile as snow, or controlling a hunk of ice as large as a car like it was an extension of herself. Anything beyond that, however, causes her to strain herself in mind and body, and it will show with sever shaking. Anything beyond the size of an apartment is something she can't handle and will have to chip off smaller pieces in order to use. When nothing is around, she'll use the energy she stored inside from the coolness around her to create her own mist and ice, making frost form upon contact or even creating a small blizzard with her own breath. Doing this too much, however, will drain her and if not in a good place to let her previous power take effect, will eventually lead to her incapacitation.
Peak Human Strength -- Isolde is rather muscular for someone of her frame, but even then her strength is far greater than one would expect. It was her body's natural reaction to the experimentation she had undergone, unlocking her innate ability that no one had honestly expected. Her muscular structure had developed quickly, allowing her to reach the peak of her strength, allowing her to lift up to 750 pounds, and bench press close to around 1,000. With this strength, she is capable of punching things through thin brick walls, breaking through steel cuffs and thin chains without too much difficulty, kick down moderately reinforced doors, and so on. This extra strength also allows her to run faster than the average human due to the strength in her legs.
However, she can be overpowered by the right placement of heavy weight, and also this extra strength is not able to give her much extra durability. As such, she is forced to play hit and run when things get dicey, being all offense with little defense. But like the saying goes, 'The best defense has a good offense.'
Member Group: Prefect
Canon or not: Not
Appearance:
One quick glance at her and people would think Isolde was a girl or some sort. She stands at five feet, one inch, which such a topic can really get her riled, but that's not what's important here. What is important is that she is pretty muscular underneath her uniform, holding a lean build with tight curves. Her hair is dark and kept cut short while staying a little messy at the ends, though never hides her pale blue eyes. But that's not the most interesting thing about her.
Her skin is a cold blue tone, the only darkened parts of it being where there are tattoos covering her body. It is simply a mutation of the experiments she had undergone during her days in the laboratory. However, she is not ashamed of it, and even without her power is more than willing to show off her unique appearance. As such, when not in uniform, she often keeps on a cropped tank top, shorts that more often than not stay above her mid thigh, and a pair of white sneakers suited to let her feet breath. It may be a bit revealing, but she doesn't really care. All she has to do is freeze someone in the right place if they try anything funny.
Personality
Overall Personality:
Isolde is a very... complicated person, as she would likely describe herself. She can come off as cold, distant, and somewhat apathetic toward people and their problems. On top of that, she is very liable to jump to conclusions when she feels the situation is escalating quickly or has to potential to do so. As such, she can be rash, impulsive, and quick to get into trouble that, at times, may not even be caused if she hadn't been there to begin with. So she is not likely to give a very good first impression when first met.
To top it, she holds a fiery temper when provoked enough, or if someone simply mentions her height. She knows the rules, and she does her best to enforce them, but when she loses her cool (pun not intended), her reputation as a prefect is put on the border of a straight up bully. Normally, she is able to control it to a degree, doing nothing more than idle threats or, if ticked off enough, icing someone's lips shut. Very rarely does she resort to actual violence, saved for when she goes into a blind rage for specific reasons. Along with this, she is a very proud young woman, holding herself in such a manner that can make her look like she is making herself out to be better than everyone around her. She sees this reaction a lot, but does everything to let them think otherwise outside of saying one thing: Sorry. She never says it, not matter the reason, and will use anything she can to keep herself from saying it... even if the proof is right in front of her.
But underneath all this cold exterior, the truth is that she really does care deep down. She may be quick to jump to conclusions, but if something seems off to her, she will stop and listen. She may not always think ahead of time, but it's normally because she doesn't want to wait and see something horrible happen. On top of it all, she doesn't dare say sorry because she feels like it's a sign of weakness, and for the sake of everyone around her, she believes the moment she's weak, something is going to happen and she won't be able to do a thing about it. As such, she wanted to be a prefect so that she can always be in the know, and therefore be able to help anyone and everyone she can.
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History:
It was something that was never expected, as most people would have said. Isolde used to be like another other girl as a child. She was one of those kids one couldn't help but smile at, fully of energy and spirit. Her parents seemed like the perfect couple, and she had sisters which where one older and one younger, teaching her, loving her, playing with her... Thinking back on it, This girl would tell you that she would have been content with that sort of life. However, fate never deals a perfect hand.
Everything started with a simple debt pile-up when Isolde was twelve, her parents having difficulty in keeping their finances in check. Notices turned to phone-calls, which then phone-calls turned to visits from the government. They warned that if their debt was too much, they would start to take things either to act as collateral, or alleviate them of 'financial burdens'. Isolde didn't understand what they meant before, but a year later, it all became clear.
A few men from the government came in one afternoon, stating that their debt was not being addressed to their standards, which then led them to start taking her little sister. Isolde got scared, but the moment they laid their hands on her little sis, something in her broke and she lunged after the man. She was able to knock him down, beginning to beat him in the chest before the others dragged her off.
"Forget the smaller one. She's more worth our time."
Despite her family's protests and attempt to fight back, Isolde was taken out of her home, tied up, gagged, and blindfolded before being tossed in a car. She wasn't sure how long she struggled, or even how long the ride was. But after some point, she stopped fighting and waited until she was pulled out of the car, taken to what she believed was some sort of building where, once allowed to see, was nothing but a pattern of gray and white.
It was here that her life had been changed forever. She started to be subjected to experimentation, often being poked and prodded by needles, injected with several different drugs that either put her in immense pain or made her lose all sense of self. Regardless, within a years time, she noticed something odd. Her skin was changing color, gaining a blue tint. As more time went by and the experimentation continuing, it only furthered until she was like this icy blue color. It scared her at first, but then one day she was subjected to something that made her realize that maybe it wasn't so bad.
Isolde was told that her 'genetic DNA' had been 'altered' during their experiments, and after the passing year, they wanted to see what she could do. Confused, the girl asked what exactly they meant, though her response was a bunch of targets coming out of the floor of a big, round, white room. Target practice, from what she could guess.
Not sure what they wanted, she just ran up and started punching them. It took about three minutes before she thought she was done, but then one suddenly appeared behind her, scaring her enough to when she punched it, it was suddenly coated in ice. Amazed, she touched it, finding it to be very cold to the touch, like any person would expect from ice, and a couple of smiling guys in lab coats who she remembered during some of her experiments came out to 'congratulate' her.
"We'll be doing a few more tests. But during time, you've earned your right to mingle with the other subjects."
Mingle? There were others? Those questions stayed with her until she found herself in a courtyard. There were actually several other people, a few younger and a few older than her, sitting around the area. For once, it was outside, which caused Isolde to cover her eyes until they adjusted. They all wore the same white clothing, but surprisingly enough, she was the only one with the strange skin color.
A couple of days went by, Isolde not really able to properly approach some people, until one day this boy and girl came up to her and started to talk. 'You're different,' they said, but added in 'but in a good way'. Asking what the heck they meant, the girl just said the first thing that came to her mind.
"I've never seen someone change like you have. Actually, I think your blue skin is pretty."
Little did any of them know that statement would stick with Isolde. However, after being out in the courtyard for so long, Isolde started to sweat immensely, making her wonder why it was only her doing so when everyone else thought the temperature was fine. As the scientists studied her, they came to the conclusion that her ability to use ice caused a side effect. She was highly susceptible to heat, which meant she needed to stay as cool as possible, eventually causing her to lose time outside with her 'friends'.
However, during her testing, she gained certain privileges, allowing her things like a proper bed, a choice of clothing, and even one request of anything she would like, outside of her freedom. It was actually during a time she was outside that they got to talking about what looks good on her with her blue skin, which the guy actually suggested a full body tattoo. So, that was her request, and the next day as she looked at herself in a mirror, she couldn't help but smile. They were right. She did look good with it.
But it was some time after she turned sixteen that things went south. The girl she befriended got into some sort of trouble, and guards came to the courtyard to take her. No explanation, no real warning, they simply came up and grabbed her. Isolde made it to the area right when they started doing this, her memory of her sister coming up and causing her to leap in and fight them as she did before.
Her power made things difficult for them at first, but once she was restrained to a point, they started to give her a drug to sedate her. But something in her snapped. Her body tensed and her heart suddenly jumped, soon making her pull against the other men with so much force that they flipped over. Everyone was in shock, including Isolde. But then a thought came to her mind. If she was that strong...
"Guys! Come on! If I can do this, so can you!"
She started to lead a rebellion, leading the group of people out, her two friends closest behind her, busting down the doors and plowing through the guards like a juggernaut. Things were looking up, eventually finding the main doors. But then something big happened. There was this blast. It came from out of nowhere, and she could see herself and everyone else suddenly being blown back until she hit a wall, causing her to black out.
The moment she woke up, Isolde found herself restrained. Bound by every single limb. She was in solitary confinement, and no matter how much she pulled, or how much of her powers she used, it was all too much as she tired herself out. The only good thing was that the room was cold. Cold enough to the point where she couldn't make herself sweat. She was being kept alive.
But after what felt like a day, the door opened to show a couple of guys in suits. The claimed to be there to help her, which she took that with a grain of salt.
"Why the hell do you want to help me?" She didn't hide her irritation, figuring they were simply going to do something to her to make her more 'submissive' to the constant experiments and testing. But then they said something she didn't expect.
"We've been keeping an eye on you, Miss Nemes. That rebellion you pulled was quite the stunt."
"So what? I'm sick and tired of all this crap! They were gonna hurt Alisha!"
"And that's why we want you." It shut her up immediately. "There's this school we have for kids like you. It's called Ashford Academy, and we'd like for you to attend, learn how to perfect your abilities, and eventually come to work for us. To protect everyone you care about, and possibly even an entire country."
This sounded like a delusion of grandeur, and Isolde didn't hide the look on her face. Although the men didn't flinch, and they continued to talk. Words that actually hit Isolde hard, more than she cared to admit.
"You'd actually be able to drive off anyone if you perfected your abilities. No more watching friends be dragged off before your eyes. No more men trying to claim your family as their own. One look at you, and everyone would know that what you claim as yours is not to be touched."
Her heart strings were pulled, so much that a tear rolled down her face. She did want that. Both times she tried to save someone she cared about, but something went wrong one way or another. After a moment of silence, the girl looked up at them, letting out a large sigh that was accompanied by a large cloud of mist.
"... If that's true... I'll do it."
Behind the Character
Name: Chao
Chatango Name: Chaotix010
RP Experience: ... How long again? It's been a while.
How did you find us?: Very carefully
RP Sample: Please see Eteri, my first app.
