Post by Rosenna on Sept 7, 2009 20:06:51 GMT -5
Rosenna Jo Fox
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Mutant Name:Grave
Age: 25
Height: 4ft 11in
Eye Color:grey
Physical Appearance: Rosenna is short but chesty which is something she doesn't like due to all of the staring involved. She has short dark hair that is usually pulled into a ponytail to keep it out of her eyes. She normally wears black to keep others away from her: her wardrobe is comprised mostly of turtlenecks and skirts. She doens't wear much makeup and rarely smiles. She has lucious lips and big bright eyes that usually are lined in a dark black pencil.
Her skin is a strange olive tone. She has a few scratches on her left cheeck from a fight with her sister when she was young.
Celebrity Face Claim: Adriana Lima
Strengths:
- perfect pitch
- math wiz
- speaks farsi
- loud voice
- took a boxing class once and was really good at it
Weaknesses:
- puts people off with looks
- gets very angry for no apparent reason
- misses opportunities to speak to or meet new people due to intense introspectivity
- has weak ankles
- very bad aim
Random Abilities:
- cooking
- musician
- boxing
- can drink a gallon of milk and hold it down for 2 minutes
- tap dance
- excellent at hair and make up
History: Rosenna was born in a small farming town in south texas. Her father immigrated from Iran and her mother was from a farming community in SouthWest Virginia. They met in a resturaunt, fell in love and got married. They bought a farm dirt cheap and started their family. They had 2 other children before Rosenna. The kids fought a lot but it wa the kind of fighting that was never really serious. Life was pretty decent untill the car accident that killed her parents. Her older sisters had already moved out andso Rosenna was forced to move out of the house and start her own life.
Rosenna was living in an appartment by herself in San Diego when she noticed that all her plants were dying. She was 21 years old when she commited her first murder by staring at her annoying waiter who didn't get her order right. She was never convicted but after that, she stayed away from people in general. By the time she was 23, she had killed 3 more people, 7 cats and several plants. By that time she was used to all the death and so she stayed in her appartment as much as she could. She was comfortable and that was all that mattered. She didn't have many friends and she liked it that way. She had just broken up with her boyfriend of 6 years because it was getting to be the time when he was talking about marraige. She had a job fixing guitars at a music store that paid pretty decently. Despite her distain for people, she spent her Saturday nights at a local bar where she listened all the local bands. She was thinking about starting a band herself but she couldn't be that close to people. She had a band when she was younger but it ended when the drummer got killed in a cer wrek. Rosenna was waiting for something to happen. But she didn' really know what. She was kind of bored. She was thinking about getting out there and making something happen.
Mutation: she can kill people just by being near them. Whenever she is within a three foot distance of someone the persons skin begins to decay and their lungs begin to deflate ( thats only if they have lungs ex: plants, bacteria) an average human will die within five minutes of being near Rosenna but the times vary depending on the persons strength
Mutation Key: --admin edit--
Report of Mutant Capture: It was late at night on sunday. Rosenna was sitting on her couch aimlessly picking through some popcorn and watching a documentary about moder rock guitarists. She wasn't really watching. She was too busy thinking about her last killing. Normally, she had a good reason for using he powers, like the time she killed that mugger when he was robbing an old lady. Or the time when she killed that rabid dog as it was attacking a small child. She always killed poison ivy when she saw it.
But this time there was no excuse. It was Saturday night, and like always, she was at the bar. She was watching the band play and was very impressed. The guitar player was short and stocky with brown hair that just hit his shoulders. He could really tear the thing up. She smiled. She had seen a lot of good bands play here but these guys were superior. The drummer was tall. Rosenna could tell that even though he was sitting behind the drums. He had scraggly blonde hair and a scruffy beard. The beat he carried was pounding in her chest. She wondered why they weren't famous. Then she layed eyes on the bass player. His technique was flawless, but he didn't have the soul that the rest of the band had. He was good but not in the way that Rosenna thought was appropriate for a thrash metal band.
Then he smiled at her. She turned around but found only the bar tender. She smiled back. He winked. She wondered where all this could go. He was cute enough. Maybe she could losen up his playng a bit.
Once the set was over, Rosenna got another beer and was just about to go over to the bass player when she saw a tall, pretty blonde walk up and kiss him lovingly on the lips. She got angry. She had already had too much to drink and maybe thats why she let this happen. But still. Her night was ruined. She narrowed her eyes. Her mind went blank for a moment. When she opened her eyes, the blonde and two other girls were lying on the floor, dead. She cursed herself for her bad aim. She wanted to leave but the police came and she didn't want to be a suspect. After the cops left , she went home and slept off her wicked hangover.
When she woke up that afternoon, she was disgusted with herself. She always was but this was way worse. She spent the rest of the day watching reruns of Friends. When she couldn't take it anymore she popped in the documentary and tried to relax. Just as she was about to fall asleep, there was a knock at the door. She grumbled and got up to answer it but before she could answer it was kicked open by a bunch of men on black suits. Rosenna screamed but there was nothing she could do. She was cornered. Two men grabed each of her arms and dragged her down the stairs and out into the night.