Post by Jazzibell Blain on Apr 13, 2009 10:39:39 GMT -5
LADIES AND GENTLEMEN,
MAY I INTRODUCE
MAY I INTRODUCE
Jazzibell[/color][/size] Blain
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I'm a bitch, I'm a lover
I'm a child, I'm a mother
I'm a sinner, I'm a saint
I do not feel ashamed
I'm your health, I'm your dream
I'm nothing in between
You know you wouldn't want it any other way
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Me in a Nutshell
I'm a child, I'm a mother
I'm a sinner, I'm a saint
I do not feel ashamed
I'm your health, I'm your dream
I'm nothing in between
You know you wouldn't want it any other way
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Me in a Nutshell
Characters full name: Jazzibell Blain
Nicknames: Jazz
Age & birthdate: 21, 5th of July
Gender: Female
Affiliation: Brotherhood
Sexuality: Bisexual
How I look Now
Face Claim: Kat von D
Hair: Long brownish dark hair
Eyes: smaller sized brown eyes
Look Description
Height: 5"4
Weight: 123 lbs.
Jazz is a what some would call semi latino girl. Even if she is not really. She has a bit tanned skin tone. Which is because she grew up in Miami. Her features aren't very slender but then she has a bit of muscle to show when she really gets in a jam.
She can be found wearing clothes which don't cover up all of her tattoos, such as sleeveless shirts and 3 quarter pants. Sometimes long jeans. But this depends on how cold it is that day or on her outfit. It is generally one of a rock chick and she has the look nailed just fine.
Done it Myself:
Jazz has over 50 tattoos covering her entire body.
It just Happened: She has one scar over her lower back which now is covered up by a tattoo.
More in Depth?
Personality:
Jazz is a very fun going girl who can be found near a party at any time. She doesn't care much for physical pains, which is how she managed to keep up with being tattooed all the time.She can handle authority, as long as she sees the use of it and she isn't treated unfair. She makes friends easy and is pretty open about her life.
When coming in contact with someone she doesn't like she can become quite vicious and bears pretty hard grudges. She won't forgive people who did her wrong very easy. She often tends to wait with her revenge. Then blow it in someone's face when they least expect it. In that she is pretty much a bad person.
When in love she is pretty much forwards. She doesn't get shy very fast. Only when she is being insulted in a way she doesn't know yet or when she is really flattered. To win the heart of Jazz would be a challenge for any boy or girl.
Mom’s name: Amanda Blain
Dad’s name: Cain Blain
Siblings names: Tom Blain
Other important relatives: Not that she knows of
What I can Do and Can't
Powers:
Jazz has the ability to control the movement of air, which included the ability to generate wind with intense force, lift and carry objects, fly and, more subtly, amplify small vibrations in the air - allowing her to hear faraway conversations.
She has also used her powers to create a "cutting" effect by refining the force of the wind.
She can also compress air into a person's ear to disrupt their middle ear's equilibrium thereby disturbing their balance.
Abilities:
It is difficult to get Jazz to lose sight of her goal.
She can stand physical pain very well.
She tends to gain trust in people very fast.
Weaknesses:
Jazz is weaker with her mind, so mind games will do well with her.
She has a hatred for her parents which can cloud her judgement.
When being unfocussed her powers tend to backfire on her.
Water powers win over her own powers
What Happened to Me
Jazz was born in a pretty much normal family. She had one older brother, Tom who since the begin seemed to be very attached to Jazz. Since her borther was that much older he saw Jazz more like his own daughter than as his little sister. As she grew up he taught her most things she needed to know between his classes. Even if his parents didn't know what this was. When they found out he wanted to be a tattoo artist a huge fight erupted. Jazz mixed herself into it and both ended up being kicked out on the street.
Ever since Tom has been working around the clock to try and get money for school and food. He did just fine and became a pretty big hit in their home town. Growing up with an older brother like Jazz did she got tattooed pretty early in her life. First small ones which soon became bigger and bigger. In school they became worried about her, and for a while there was speculations of placing her out of her brothers care.
It was when this happened her powers first started to manifest themselves. Jazz was being labelled a freak, and even with the protection of her older brother she had no other choice than to move out. She was then asked to come to the Brotherhood, and with no other option at hand... she did.
The very Real you
your name: Jazz
your age: 21
experience: Just starting...
contact: msn yim and aim
how you found us: On Proboards support site
writing sample:
Jazz could be found around central park as most of the time around this time of the day. When the weather would be good enough she would find herself a bench to sit on like she did now. Her jacket hang to the side leaving her in a sleeveless top. Her eyes trailed to follow the people who passed. She herself didn't mind being stared at. She was used to it by now. Her eyes trailed back for a moment down to her feet. She wore sandals below her dark jeans. It was an old habit she had picked up while living in Miami.
Letting out a slight sigh she moved her hands down and to her pockets where she dug out two earphones. She plugged one into her ear and put on some music she had managed to download on an internet cafe. Not to make the Brotherhood seem less. She had to admit they did have very low standards of what they found worthy of living. She had a bed, a desk and a closet and that was it. And because she had no money, she had no chance of expanding a bit.
Unless she would go on the same path as most of the Brotherhood of course and claim it. Because according to them they could. They where homo superior. Better than the people she now watched walking by. Even if she could find in the looks no difference. Perhaps that was what sometimes set her apart from the Brotherhood. Who knew. For now she would just watch the people pass.