Post by Marcel Chevalier on Jul 21, 2012 4:39:09 GMT 1
Playby: Hayley Williams
Name: Anastasiya "Stasi" Dotchev
Age: 20
Sex:Female
Sexual Orientation:Straight
Species: Fire Elemental
Physical Description:
Anastasiya has very choppy fiery red hair. It was once a luscious shade of ginger; similar to her sibling’s but she decided to dye it, making it vibrant shades of orange and red instead to compliment her fiery personality. She keeps it somewhat short, much shorter than her the rest of her family, keeping it long only takes more time to fix and she really doesn’t care to spend a lot of time on it. Her fair porcelain skin is unremarkable, considering that she has a few claw like scars on her arms and legs that were received prior to her changing; even so when one looks at her face, they cannot help but be mesmerized by her vibrant jade eyes. It has been said by those that have chance upon looking her in the eye it was as if she would see into their soul and judged them based upon what she saw. She has a nice pouty mouth that is always full of smiles; proud of the fact that she has a gap in her front two teeth for it makes her different. She is tall, measuring in at 5’10”, and has a body with long sinewy limbs. Her body and personality complement the other, vibrant features to complement a vibrant personality. She has no real preference in clothing other than it look good on her and for pants skinny leg is the way to go.
Attitude:
Stasi is as vibrant as her hair; always full of grins, laughter, and pranks. She believes that sometimes the only way to make it through the rough antagonizing parts of like is to grin and bear it. push the negative out and “embrace the suck” so it seems. Now don’t let her bright outlook on life fool you. She is just as temperamental as the element she controls; fire. Even as happy-go-lucky as she is, one little spark can set her ablaze, and it can vary from day to day just what that may be. It would be safe to say that if one sees a twitch in her eyebrow, smiles or not it’s in one’s best interest not bother her lest they chance crossing over to her bad side.
Abilities:
Stasi is a fire elemental. She possesses the ability to manipulate all forms of fire as long as it is already burning. She is still young so she does not yet possess the instantaneously create fire from nothing, like her parents; still having to manually create fires with more archaic means. She also cannot use her ability for longer than a couple of hours; needing sleep to recharge before she can use it again.
History:
Stasi was born the first naturally born fire elemental in her family after the destruction of the world in 2012. She was considered a blessing to her parents, who had been trying for years after everything happened to conceive. Her parents told her often of how they had met. It all happened when they were 25 and 27 years of age. The world as they knew it came to an end. Amongst natural disasters, and break out of death harboring viruses they fled; fled the hordes of humans that had turned into zombies after the all of the devastation had taken place. It was during that panic that they discovered that they possessed abilities never known to them before; both of her parents innately understood that they could manipulate and control fire. That very ability is what had saved them from the zombies that chased them throughout what was left of the free world. Using fire they found out that Zombies were highly flammable creatures. They escaped with their lives, searching for a way to survive. Chance brought them to the door steps of vampires; the very ones who were piecing civilization back, on scattered piece at a time. Using their abilities they joined forces with the vampires to construct some semblance to the life that they possessed before. Nothing would ever be like before this they knew, however they had to pick up and move on with what they had going for them now.
After giving birth to Stasi in what is now known as New Vegas they decided to train her in their new ways of life and to her role in the Elemental Stabilization and Preservation Group. They decided that she would learn everything that she could and they would find a way for her to be integrated into society to be of some use and not have just the bare necessities of life. What they never figured into the matter was just how much of a firecracker their daughter would become…
Stasi knew from a very young age that she was different. Fire called to her, it’s very essence burying its way into her soul. She knew that she could control it very easily as it was almost an extension of herself. For a long time she refused to speak to her parents of the fact that she could do so. She had no desire to continue on in her parent’s steps of purifying the land of waste, burning zombies to ash to prevent further infestation of their disease, and heating the vast amounts of water available to create the steam that powers most of the city’s energy. Sure it’s an important task and all but she would have much rather paved her own way into the society. So for now she bides her time working in the same field as her parent’s until her time can come to branch out and do her own thing; one way or another.
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Citizens Laws and Vampire Laws Code Words: (It's in the New Vegas Laws section under Citizens Laws and Vampire Laws)
Rp Sample:
It was one of those cold, cloudy and depressing type days. There was no sun in sight. Just the while fluffy clouds painted the sky above the city. Anastasiya Dotchev was the one you would always be able to pick out from the crowd. Her fiery red hair what made her stand out the most- Its what made her unique and different from her family and the others. It had once been a normal ginger color which was so much like her siblings. Bit she got bored of that. She had decided that had wanted to be more independent, making it vibrant shades of orange and red was what she had in mind. All her life she knew that she was different from everyone. She liked it that way. Even during the apocolypse she was able to help out which many weren’t able to do so.
She could feel that this weather was playing an effect on everyone- there were some people that seemed to be depressed, joyful and so many other emotions flooded her as she pasted the groups and individuals. She was heading home from a getting some lunch with a few friends. Her head lowered slightly as a brisk wind picked up causing a chill to run through the girls body. Anastasiya felt drained from picking up every single persons emotions. She clenched her fists. Sometimes her gifts drove her insane- but she didn’t want to show many people this. She sighed and looked up ahead of her. She ended up bumping into someone. She said ”I am so sorry! I was not watching where I was going.”
”Its ok young lady.” said the man. He was oddly pale and had a weird feeling about him. His eyes were kind of glassy. She nodded her head and kept walking- her pace getting faster the more she thought about the weird encounter. Anastasiya glanced over her shoulder to see if he was following. He wasn’t not thankfully. She shoved her hands into her read jacket and lowering her head again slowly. She had to be more aware of where she was going now a days.
She came closer to where they were supposed to call home. It was hard to feel safe when all these dangerous species were out there.
New Rp Sample: (200 words please. Must be in character for THIS character.)
