Post by Estelle Williams on Jun 19, 2006 15:56:59 GMT -5
Name: Estelle Williams
Age: 24
Appearance - (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v482/Larza0715/Source%20pics/bluehairedgal.jpg)
Eyes: Blue (glow solid blue when using powers)
Hair: Cerulean-blue, somewhat long, mostly straight.
Skinone: Pale/fair
Physical Mutations: Hair, Eyes
Build: Thin, "well built"
Style: Somewhat professional-gothic; artistic and unique.
Personality: Sarcastic, witty, flirtatious. Sassy. Has a idealistic way of always trying to help even those that have hurt/shunned her.
Powers: Manipulation of light. (Must be a present lightsource.)
This includes the ability to: Create holograms, lasers, greaten/diminish the lightign in a room or area, and become light herself. This last one allows her to move at lightspeed, therefore seeming like she is teleporting.
Codename: Radiance
Affiliation: X-Men
Opinion on the Cure: Undecided
Bio: Estelle had a rogh childhood, but she prevailed, and became a lawyer, one of the youngest of her class to graduate with honors from law school. She joined a prominent NYC firm, and was doing wonderfully - until her hair began to grow in blue. Then, people refused her services, because of her now-obvious mutation. The hair resisted dyes, and she lost her job. She turned to Charles Xavier for help, and became an art instructor at the institute (art being her second love), and his personal lawyer, should he need one.
Sample Post:
The light scratching of about 15 pencils were the only sound in the room. With a smile Estelle watched the children draw. This was her younger class, and they were all so eager to learn...
She absently paced up and down the asile of desks, looking occasionally at the students' work. They were coming along nicely. She was proud to be the one who had taught them.
Moving back to the large wooden desk that was at the front of the room, her desk, she sat down, and took a glance at the clock. Another 45 minutes until the class would be dismissed.
Opeing a drawer in her desk, she took out a drawing she'd been working on herself, and started to work on it in the slight free time she now had.
Age: 24
Appearance - (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v482/Larza0715/Source%20pics/bluehairedgal.jpg)
Eyes: Blue (glow solid blue when using powers)
Hair: Cerulean-blue, somewhat long, mostly straight.
Skinone: Pale/fair
Physical Mutations: Hair, Eyes
Build: Thin, "well built"
Style: Somewhat professional-gothic; artistic and unique.
Personality: Sarcastic, witty, flirtatious. Sassy. Has a idealistic way of always trying to help even those that have hurt/shunned her.
Powers: Manipulation of light. (Must be a present lightsource.)
This includes the ability to: Create holograms, lasers, greaten/diminish the lightign in a room or area, and become light herself. This last one allows her to move at lightspeed, therefore seeming like she is teleporting.
Codename: Radiance
Affiliation: X-Men
Opinion on the Cure: Undecided
Bio: Estelle had a rogh childhood, but she prevailed, and became a lawyer, one of the youngest of her class to graduate with honors from law school. She joined a prominent NYC firm, and was doing wonderfully - until her hair began to grow in blue. Then, people refused her services, because of her now-obvious mutation. The hair resisted dyes, and she lost her job. She turned to Charles Xavier for help, and became an art instructor at the institute (art being her second love), and his personal lawyer, should he need one.
Sample Post:
The light scratching of about 15 pencils were the only sound in the room. With a smile Estelle watched the children draw. This was her younger class, and they were all so eager to learn...
She absently paced up and down the asile of desks, looking occasionally at the students' work. They were coming along nicely. She was proud to be the one who had taught them.
Moving back to the large wooden desk that was at the front of the room, her desk, she sat down, and took a glance at the clock. Another 45 minutes until the class would be dismissed.
Opeing a drawer in her desk, she took out a drawing she'd been working on herself, and started to work on it in the slight free time she now had.
