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I Got IceCream on my Pant
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 Posted: Mon Jun 21, 2010 10:55 pm
Personal Information
Name: Ellie Fields
Full Name: Ellie Tristan Fields
Nickname(s):Elle, Mo, Tristan
Alias's: Velvet (old stripper name)/ Money
Personality: Ellie is a survivor, a fighter, and a victim. As such, she built up walls around her. Always one to speak her mind, Ellie has issues keeping her mouth shut. However, when pressed about her childhood, or deep, emotional issues, Ellie withdrawals and either isolates herself, or if she really trusts the person, she blows up at them. However, because of her trust issues, Ellie prefers to rely on herself, regardless of how much she trusts others in her life.
When she’s not….working, Ellie is frequently found at home, reading, (Libraries don’t charge rental fees, yes?)
But when it comes right down to it, Ellie is a girl, trapped in a woman’s body. And at that, she’s an immature, vain, little girl. She would never go out of her house without her makeup. Ever.
History: Ellie’s father, left when she was only three. The only thing she remembers about him is the song Moonlight Sonata. It was the only song he could play. Her and her mom were tight- essentially best friends. Until the accident. On their way back home, from taking her home from karate, they hit a patch of ice…. And careened into an a street pole. Ellie managed to get out, unscathed, but her mother wasn’t so lucky. Her head hit the steering wheel… in their ancient car, sans airbags.
Ellie’s closest relative was her mother’s sister and her husband. All seemed fine, until he started drinking. Most nights he would come and maybe slap her, occasionally push her out the way, but he always yelled at her. It eventually escalated to rape.. One night, when she was 16, she’d decided she’d had enough. The two ended up in a struggle, and she kicked him in the head, causing him to pass out. Not knowing that she had just raised the levels of tryptophan in his system, and knocked him out, she ran.
Over the next two years, she hitch hiked around, learning about her powers along the way. On her 18th birthday, a single Ellie found herself in New Orleans. Being the strong believer in fate that she was, she decided to call it home.
Her apartment was right across the street from a strip club, and one day, she struck up a conversation, with a few of the strippers. When she found out how much money they made, she marched in and got herself a job.
One night, walking home from the library, she noticed drug dealers on street corners and cops on every other. She realized that she could re-create the effects of said drugs, without the risk, of the person’s getting arrested and settled on her next business venture.
Over time, however, her customers began to realize that she was a mutant, and one night they attempted to kill her. She beat most of them off, and fled. Thinking New York was the closest city, with a major drug “problem”, she packed her stuff, and moved.
Physical Stats
Race: Human mutant
Ethnicity: Irish, English, German
Age:25
Gender: Female
Martial Status: single
Height:5ft10
Hair Color: Platinum
Hair Style: Long, and slightly layered, pushed back in the front, to give her bang a little extra “oomph”
Skin Color: Pale, with pink undertones
Eye Color:GREEN
Other Markings/Features: Nose stud. Tattoos of red and black stars on the back of her upper thighs (two inches under her butt)
Personal Description: Ellie usually keeps her hair down, and spread out, unless she’s reading. Her body is curvy, and she’s /ahem well endowed. Her fingers are slender, and well shaped, but slightly too long. She can’t turn her neck to the left, as far as she can, to the right.
She holds herself with dignity, and tends to give off the air of being stuck up, until she starts to talk. She’s friendly, but distant to strangers, and slightly off, and eccentric around those close to her.
Her voice is kind of low and a little scratchy, due to her 3 pack a day habit. She prefers her voice this way.
Personal Inventory
Fashion: Casual: sort-short denim cut offs that show her tattoos, low cut tank tops, or t-shirts, usually close fit. Slip on vans. Dress up((for fun)): Short dresses, usually off the shoulder, or gnarly low or backless, prefers them long sleve thigh high boots, or stilettos. Also fond of close toe, round toe patent leather pumps. Dress up ((classy)): Again, Ellie loves to show off her body- She’s fond of floor length dresses, usually silk or velvet. Low, backless or off the shoulder Sleepwear: If other people are nearby- underwear and a 4X t-shirt, otherwise, her birthday suit
Uniform: Form fitting black, leather catsuit. 6 inch stilettos (part of the catsuit) Long sleeve. Slit to her bellybutton
Jewelry Worn : A small pair of silver hoops, and a small nose stud.
Items of Interest: In her wallet, she keeps a photo of her mom and aunt when they were young.
Personal Gear: Her car, a red scion xB, her purse, wallet, over sized sunglasses, debit cards, cell phone, makeup, a medical guide to chemical reaction in the brain, and a letter from an old boyfriend
Weapons Used or On Hand: None
Other:
Personal Interests and Skills
Likes: Being provocative, and a tease. Books. Learning new things. Making Money. Stability. Comic books. Noise
Dislikes: unfair fights (2 on 1, bug guy vs little guy) car crashes, farm land, farm animals, rural areas, quiet
Favorite Foods: Because of the fact that her being skinny was part of her job, Ellie doesn’t eat much of it but her favourite food is steamed white rice. Also LOVES fish, gumbo. (She DID live in New Orleans) Cherry and grape tomatoes, Diet Coke, Arnold Palmers Un-sweetened ice tea, Cold tea, coffee American-Chinese food
Least Favorite Foods: REALLY hot food, really sweet foods, caramel, white chocolate, bustle sprouts, big tomatoes, Mexican food
Favorite Colors: Red, black, hot pink, light blue, purple, teal, cerulean basically vibrant colours and pastels
Least Favorite Colors: Muted colors and earth tones
Skills: Orange belt in karate((when she was 10, but she remembers a little of it) Decent street fighter, When she sees someone getting ganged up on, she stops what she’s doing and helps out. Also has an extensive knowledge of the human brain, and (I guess) toxicology.- Self taught
Inabilities: Breaks down and cries whenever she sees a car wreck, Can’t keep her mouth shut, when she’d pissed, if she see’s someone getting ganged up on, she stops what she’s doing and helps out
Fears: Car crashes, spiders, decapitation, head injury, silence
Hobbies: Reading, reading comic books, working out
Other: Gets uncomfortable, and feels out of her skin, in clothing that covers her up. Can’t stand fabric touching her neck, unless it’s light and breathable (silk, chiffon, thin cotton)
Powers and Personal Weaknesses
Powers: Can alter the naturally occurring chemicals and hormones in other’s bodies
Weaknesses: Can’t control the chemicals in her body, intentionally,
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Posted: Mon Jun 21, 2010 10:58 pm
Second Home
Name: Ellie’s apartment.
Location: New York, New York
Public Knowledge: yes’m
Detailed Description: Ellie lives on the 14th floor of a relatively beat up apartment building. However, the apartments get nicer, the higher up you go. It has an elevator, but it never works.
The apartment, it’s self isn’t very big, but it’s large, picture windows, and the architect’s use of light hardwood flooring and doors gives it a roomy, airy look.
Ellie has little furnishing. In her bedroom (the smallest room) she has a queen sized bed, and a framed Pac-Man poster. In the living room, there’s a leather recliner (red, of course), a black leather 3 seater couch, and a 20 inch television (from back in the day, when they were MASSIVE, and had the big backs), a vcr and a dvd player combo. In the built in bookcases, she keeps multiple issues of Popular Science and do-it-yourself homeowners magazines, in from which she clipped photos she liked, and added them to a scrapbook, of what her dream house looks like. She also keeps How It’s Made and The Office DVDs in the one closest the TV. In the other bookshelf, she keeps issues of Batman, Superman, and old detective comics in shoe boxes, as well as the few books she read and actually liked. In front of the couch, she has a table, low to the ground, which she both uses as a computer desk, and as a dining room table.
In her kitchen, she has a well-loved microwave and a non-functioning oven. Her stove sometimes works. Her 50’s style refrigerator freezes things and her freezer keeps things… kind of chilled.
Her bathroom has no windows, and no bathtub. Only a shower. Her sink is one of those rose coloured pedestal sinks, with huge chunks missing from the edges. Her mirror is also her medicine cabinet, which is missing a shelf. The room has a dingy, poorly lit, moldy feeling to it.
Ellie spends half her time at the mansion, helping out. Half of her time at her apartment, making money.
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I Got IceCream on my Pant
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