Post by Skein on Jun 27, 2010 22:02:21 GMT
++Application for Enrollment++
The Person
Name: Sybil Dvorak
Age: 28
Place of Birth: Balkan Mountains, Focsani, Romania
Applying to: Massachusetts Academy
In what capacity: Hellions
Family: Unnamed, deceased grandmother, unnamed deceased parents
Height: 5’5”
Weight: 120
Appearance: Click me for body
Playby is Tammy-Jay Davies of Electrovamp
Click me for costume
Skills: Sybil is a business woman. While maybe not the greatest at math, she still has a great mind for how she runs her clubs. She likes to think she knows a little bit about money, and what to do with it, and when to use it. Other than that, Sybil does not have many talents. She feels her looks and her powers have gotten her pretty far in life, and that is all she needs.
Personality: When Sybil was married to Jason, she was borderline schizophrenic, bipolar, and overly pessimistic. She was quick to beat the shit out of anyone who looked at her funny. But, after Jason’s death, she cooled down, and was able to feel at ease with the help of medication that she never forgets to take it. Additionally, grief was never present, and she in no way seemed hurt by his death, being that he was the reason that she lost her cool.
By living off her late husband’s funds, Sybil has developed a bit of a snob factor, and is quite the lazy bones. Though she does not consider herself vain, she does apply a lot of makeup and puts more thought to her superficial side. She is selfish, and does not much care for sharing. When it comes to people, Sybil is a bit initially tentative to make friends, and isn’t the kind of person who would talk to the stranger sitting next to them on an airplane. However, after observing someone for a bit, Sybil has little trouble with talking to him or her.
Sybil is playful. There is no getting around it. She will use her powers to hang you by your costume, to reveal a little more of what she wants to see, or to make someone that she doesn’t quite care for look that much more ridiculous. Of course, she is not afraid to bring her sexuality into battle, and has often used it as a distraction.
Likes:
- Showing off
- Being pretty
- Fighting losers
- Money
- Dressing fabulous
- Herself
Dislikes:
- Losers
- People that are stronger than her
- Animals
- Tattoos
- Having little time to get ready
The Mutant
Codename: Skein
Mutant Abilities: Sybil has the power of telekinesis. Because of the nature she had always used them for as a child, her telekinesis is used almost solely for the creation, extension, and displacement of fibers, organic and synthetic. This includes (but is not limited to), hair, clothing, and what she has come to call her ‘tendrils’. These tendrils are thin, long, yellow strands, which she can use to wrap herself as both a defensive and offensive force.
Her tendrils are mostly attached to her body, but, within a range of 50 yd, Sybil can direct them at others, and use them in the same manner for the other subject as she does for herself. Her powers can deliver a force that can move a 300 lb object for around a 20 yd before they tire or get out of her range. While she may have more than 25 tendrils in use at a time, she may only focus on three or four. Generally, while in an area where she is around people that are aware of her abilities, or is secluded, she has several tendrils surrounding her body.
While Sybil does have the ability to control human tissue, she does not use it -- She has a light stomach, and doesn’t usually enjoy watching people’s skin being torn away.
When Sybil gets creative enough, she has the ability to levitate, given her clothes are thick enough to lift her body to such a level.
Weaknesses: When caught in a situation where her normal telekinesis is necessary, Sybil has an abrasive feeling, and has nearly no strength at all. Her limit with picking up normal objects is only 25 pounds, and can merely hold it for a matter of seconds before the pressure sets in, and she is forced to drop the object.
When Sybil uses her wings (which she rarely does, anymore), it becomes a large strain on her powers, especially when she uses them to gain altitude. When using her wings, they are solely used for gliding, and being aerodynamic.
Though Sybil has not yet realized this, her powers slowly affect people that she is around for more than 2 years, but have no effect on people she is with for any time less than that. While it did take almost 5 years to take a prominent effect on Jason, Sybil did frequently change houses and employees for her cleaning staff. For this reason, Sybil cannot pursue any sort of serious relationship.
Because she was raised in poverty, and had no public school system, Sybil never went to school as a child, and has no degree of any sort. She isn't exactly a genius, nor is she a bumbling idiot. Her street smarts are high, but her book smarts are particularly low. Sybil is also a self-proclaimed lover rather than a fighter, and feels less comfortable in combat than being with someone that she loves. But, because of her husband’s death, Sybil isn't as open to romantic relationships, and limits herself to flirting and flings. Though she does prefer men, Sybil is bisexual, and hadn't been open about it until her husband’s death.
History: Sybil Dvorak was born in Focani, Romania, and was raised by a family of very poor gypsies, which, however, were not her blood relatives. Her real family either died or abandoned her at the age of 4, and was simply brought up as the family’s child. Sybil discovered her powers at the age of 11, and had originally used them constantly. They lived on selling produce on the street, while Sybil stole from tourists, by transferring the fibers of the paper money into her pockets.
With this money, Sybil created a secret stash of money that she would later use to make a new life in America, shortly after abandoning her Romani caretakers. At the age of 18, the woman flew to America, and made use of her powers in the same way that she had throughout her childhood, by stealing to benefit her lifestyle.
After to moving to Los Angeles, Sybil Dvorak abandoned her past as a poor villager, and began to try to live the ‘American dream’ that she had fantasized of as a little girl. Shortly after moving, the woman turned in a portfolio to a modeling agency, owned by an actor named Jason Reed, whom she had had a fling with at the age of 17 when he shot a Dracula remake in her hometown. The two reunited, and eventually married.
But, with Reed’s very busy life, he was often busy with parties and social events nearly every night. Concerned about his fidelity, the woman went into a catatonic state, and wove herself a costume and a set of wings. Because she was generally unaware of what party he would go to (as he left her alone at each of the parties), she made her way into as many parties a night that she could get into, and, in search of her husband, would wreak havoc, and often left the parties with few left without injuries.
While her tenure as the Gypsy Moth was short-lived, Sybil did find something that she enjoyed – beating the living hell out of people. When Sybil was 24, her husband died of what was a result of her powers working on Jason, unintentionally. Her control over fibers gradually shifted the arteries and veins around his heart, and constricted it to the point where it could no longer function. Sybil was unaware of what she had done, but it is speculated that had she known she had the ability to do so, she would have done it sooner.
Following her husband’s death, Sybil was given his entire fortune, being that he was an only child and had no children. With that money, which was in the millions, she created a hedonistic cult, which involved drugs, sex, and worshiping of her. After realizing how much money she was losing as a result of the cult, Sybil abandoned it, and went on to modeling and having small roles to at least have a paycheck adding to her fortunes. Around this time, the Gypsy Moth guise was abandoned, and Sybil began to call herself ‘Skein’, although she had severely cut back on her fighting, be it for good or for bad.
While Sybil lived in Los Angeles, she was a member of its branch of the Hellfire Club, and served as a rook in the White Court after two years of being a member. However, this bored the mutant woman, and decided that the East Coast would be more fun. Sybil bought out several nightclubs in New York City, and owns eight, spread out among Manhattan, Brooklyn, the Bronx, and one even in Mutant Town. She has converted them to sex clubs.
During her business ventures, the woman encountered the Massachusetts Academy and now works as a Hellion, but has only been affiliated with them for four months. Because of her distance from the Big Apple, the Romanian woman does most of her business over the phone or every few weekends. She dreams of finding others within the school with pleasure-seeking views like her own to establish a firm Hellfire Club in New York, for she and many others are unhappy with the current situation of the branch.
RP Sample:
With an impatient visage, Sybil stood, staring at the hundreds of humans, most of which were wasted. The fashionista had a small feeling that she should in some way toy with them. Nobody could tell, by looking at her, who she was; the lights were dim, the music was loud, and the establishment was so jam- packed that nobody was even paying attention to their surroundings. It was rare that she was even at her clubs at this time, and was only required to visit each one at least once a month. Slowly thinking over the possibilities of what could happen if she held a little show, the woman decided that she would allow herself to have a little fun. It was, after all, her club.
A few feet away from Sybil, a quite plastered man wandered about the nightclub, near the bar, and watched as he spilled a drink on a very dolled up woman, all over her shirt. As she gazed into the crowd, she saw a young girl, who obviously was not 21 (or even 18), who was wearing a relatively similar shirt. “Skank doesn’t deserve it…” With a smile, the Romanian woman lifted her right hand in the direction of the underage girl, and, fiber by fiber, removed the shirt from the girl, leaving her with just a bra on. The mutant sighed with relief, happy that she was decent enough to wear one.
Moments later, she repeated the process with the poor girl whose shirt was ruined, and quickly flip-flopped the two women’s attire. Though they may not have much noticed, other than the moment that they noticed that they were momentarily without a shirt, the two assumed that nothing had happened, being that they were both somewhat drunk. To the young man who had spilt the drink? A switcheroo with a girl wearing an ugly dress. Satisfied, the woman sighed, and exited her club, grabbing a garbage bag on the way out. “Damn cleaning staff,” she said, as she walked into the alley, only to be approached by a man in black sweatpants and a sweatshirt, clenching a knife. Sybil stared at him with a disgusted look. “You’re sort of a cliché.” She said, crossing her arms.
The man gestured his knife towards her, and nodded his head to the handbag she had hanging from her shoulder. “Just shut the hell up and hand it over,” he said snarling at her, and, after looking her over for a moment or two, smiled, and started talking again. “Seriously. Hand it over. Wouldn’t want a pretty face getting cut up, now do we, eh?” With a scowl, she shook her head, and began to manifest several tendrils around her body. In utter shock, the man dropped his knife, and turned his body away from her. “You… you’re a freak!” Sybil couldn’t help but smile.
But news couldn’t get out of her being a softie. No, no, that wouldn’t do.
As a tendril that had been extending itself down her arm quickly jerked forward, it grabbed around the man’s neck, and pulled his body back, making him fall lifelessly to the floor. “Oops,” she said, approaching his body. As she neared, she noticed that his neck was in an awkward position. Apparently, it snapped. “Unlucky, pal. Guess I’m a little rusty.” With that, she turned back, and walked out of the alley, to return to her home in Massachusetts.
One less douche bag walking the streets, the way she saw it.
++OOC Info++
Player: Hayden
Other characters played: Cannonball
Any plans in mind for the character? Skein will more than likely work on creating a Hellfire Club once she integrates herself in the Academy.
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