Arizona 'Nyx' Knight
Feb 14, 2013 14:02:44 GMT -5
Post by Arizona 'Nyx' Knight on Feb 14, 2013 14:02:44 GMT -5
Arizona Courtney Knight
[/font][/size][/color]Rolling cigarettes, holding back and choking back the shakes with every breath…
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Full Name: Arizona Courtney Knight
Code Name: Nyx
Age: 25
Date of Birth: 3rd May
Sexual Orientation: Bisexual
Species: Modified human
Alliance: Villain
Citizenship: Marvel
Canon or Original?: Original
"Victory is MINE Baldy!
And if you had any hair I'd take that too!"
And if you had any hair I'd take that too!"
Hair: Arizona’s hair can vary in length, mainly because she either cuts it herself every so often, or scrounges together enough money to actually get it cut professionally, though that’s very rare. She likes to keep it cut in short around her ears and at the back with a sweeping fringe; it’s just more practical and comfortable. The fringe has got shorter and less dramatic as she’s got older and the shorter parts are almost shaved into her head. The hair itself is thick and so dark brown that it might as well be black, and in cases she has been known to run a cheap black hair dye through it to even the whole lot out.
Eyes: To be entirely honest, Arizona has pretty creepy eyes. They are a beautiful almond shape with long lashes that almost touch her cheeks when she blinks, but they are marred by the swollen out iris’s that cover most of the eye and their vibrant blue, shot through with silver. The pupils swell out like a cats to cover almost all of the iris in low light and shrink to almost nothing in the glaring sunshine.
Height: 5’5
Weight: 162 pounds
Distinguishing Marks: There are lines of carefully hidden scars from her modification, but they have been well cared for and are fading quickly. However since her escape she has gained a few others which are littered across her body, including a thick one down the left side of her jaw. She has three piercings on her left ear and two on her right which normally only hold silver or black ball studs. She also has two tattoos, those these were not her choice and are the number 277 printed on her lower back and wrist in plain black ink.
Appearance: Arizona…Arizona just looks a bit weird. Which sounds rude, but it’s very true. There is just something ‘off’ about her, she makes people uncomfortable, like when you see pictures of people without eyelashes or whatever. Those glowing, animal eyes and sharpened pointed teeth, all set into what would otherwise be an attractive face. It’s unnatural, it’s, well it’s modified just like her. Her nails are too sharp to be human and almost hooked away from her fingers, as though she is suddenly going to claw your face off. Her movements as well, they are sleek and elegant, twisting and curving this way and that then…suddenly she’s as still as a cat that’s seen a bird.
Otherwise, well she’s relatively normal, slimish body that’s lines with muscles, no spare flesh and all that.
Oh and the clothes, can’t forget them… Arizona wears what she can, dark colours are preferred, lightweight, moveable are all practical but she does like shorts and tights and black skinny jeans. She’s rarely to be seen without a leather jacket, I mean, it is pretty practical. All of these clothes, bear in mind, are old and worn and getting patchy, they’ll smell of smoke and cheap perfume and charcoal and it’s a miracle if they’re not covered in dust or dirt, just like Arizona really.
Face Claim: Nope
"I’m not interested in making new friends,
I don’t even like the ones I have”
I don’t even like the ones I have”
Likes: Cats, fire, cigarettes, alcohol, reading, silence, freedom, dark chocolate, coffee, sex, London, Night.
Dislikes: Dogs, America, Heat waves, ‘Good guys’, vanilla, broccoli, confined spaces.
Personality: Arizona is an observer for the most part. She is quiet and almost withdrawn as she watches the world with a silent amusement. You have to be fairly secretive to blend into the background in the way she does, darting in and out of people’s lives for split seconds before she disappears forever. She is reserved in her speech even when she does speak, keeping her cards close to her chest as it were and listening to the whole argument. It’s her life at stake, she’s not going to make a rash decision and jump on board with the crazies. Power is interesting to her, she certainly values it, but she understands that people go crazy from that kinda stuff, and she’s happier with her grasp on sanity.
She tends to side with the Villains more, not because of her deep evil ways, but because she’s a criminal, petty and otherwise by lifestyle and because she simply can’t stand to associate with those who preach their ‘good’ and ‘noble’ ways, but would torture and maim at the drop of a hat. Which brings up nicely her bitter side, it’s a pretty strong part of her personality. She’s bitter about her move to America all those years ago, bitter about the life she could have had, about her father’s failures that lead to her capture…Bitter is a pretty good way to describe her attitude to life.
"With great power comes great responsibility"
Powers: Arizona's body has been changed and modified to make her more animal, to try and give her some of the strengths of creatures, in her case feline. She has very enhanced senses, particularly eyesight which is fantastic in the dark. She has much stronger skin which resists a lot of cuts and much sharper teeth and 'claws' or nails. Her body is far more flexible than normal humans she can move faster, jump higher and climb pretty much anything with far less effort. She is stronger than average and is excellent in hand to hand combat. Her reaction speed is very quick and she is very good at dodging. However she is less skilled in distant combat and relies heavily on her hand to hand skills.
As well as this her body rejects poisons and venoms without them harming her, they can cause her to vomit or be in pain for several hours, but she doesn't die, so it has it's benefits. Finally she can heal quicker than humans.
Weapons A medium length knife which she keeps attached to her belt which she is very good with.
Another smaller blade which is concealed in her boot normally and is used in emergencies.
Anything she can find.
Strengths/Abilities: Intelligence, Strength, Agility
Weaknesses: Anger, isolation, dogs, cigarettes
"All it takes is one bad day to reduce
the sanest man alive to lunacy,"
the sanest man alive to lunacy,"
History: Parents – Sebastian and Courtney Knight
Her father was an American Businessman who met Courtney while on a trip to the UK. He fell in love and agreed to move to London, whilst still controlling his incredibly successful company based in America. They lived there happily for many years and had a single daughter who they called Arizona. She lived in London very happily until she was 16 when a threat of her father's business collapsing caused them to move to America, much to her annoyance.
Ever since they arrived she resented America for taking away her friends and the place she loved. Due to this absurd stubborness she hasn't lost her British accent at all. When she was 19 her father was fast loosing money as his business slowly crumbled before they're very eyes and they went from millionaires to being deep in debt, and not just with legitimate business money. Her father owed bad people money, criminals who he had borrowed money with and traded with at the peak of his riches were coming around knocking for their money back. The worst moment came when, on her way home from school, Arizona was taken by a powerful gang looking for something back from her father. They knew he couldn't pay so they took his beloved daughter. She was then sold on by them to a government funded military base who were investigating ways of enhancing soldiers potential.
She was reported dead to the world, a tragic tale of a stolen and killed girl. Meanwhile she was being experimented on and changed. This happened for a few years, the anger and resentment building up among her and the other prisoners being tortured for the government's experimental purposes. Eventually a flaw in the security came up and she saw her chance and her and a few others escaped into the world. This was quickly covered up to save any embarrassment and several of the others were shot dead to hide the fact. But she was finally free.
"Next time guys, we should just
rebuild this place outta Lego."
rebuild this place outta Lego."
Writing Sample:
Arizona Courtney Knight
Rolling cigarettes and holding back, choking back, the shakes with every breath.
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Full Name: Arizona Courtney Knight
Code Name: Nyx
Age: 25
Date of Birth: 3rd May
Sexual Orientation: Bi
Species: Modified Human
Alliance: Villian
Citizenship: Marvel
Canon or Original?: Original
"Victory is MINE Baldy!
And if you had any hair I'd take that too!"
Hair: Short. Cropped around her ears and at the back with side swept fringe around the front. It's notmally very messy and untamed and is black in colour.
Eyes: Large and almond shaped, the iris covers a lot of the eye and glows a bright blue, flecked with almost white grey.
Height: 5'2
Weight: 113 pounds
Distinguishing Marks: Lines of scars along her back and stomach with some smaller ones littering the rest of her skin including a small one along her jaw. She has 3 piercings on her left ear and two on the other and has a tattoo (not her choice) of the number 277 on her lower back.
Appearance: Her build is luckily rather slim naturally, though she has managed to build a fair amount of muscle onto her body which makes her very proud. Most of her features seem to look normal enough, but there is something....Off....About her appearance. Her eyes that a bit too bright, her teeth are too pointy to be normal, something which becomes very clear when she speaks and her nails are just a bit too sharp to be human. There are other abnormalities, ones that you can't see so clearly, her movements are very sleek and agile and very feline in appearance.
This makes it very difficult to describe her as attractive, because she just looks a little bit wrong. She is mostly found in old, ripped jeans or battered shorts with any old top and a leather jacket, she doesn't really have time for shopping. The only thing she always wears is a small fly pendant having from a piece of worn black ribbon.
Face Claim: N/A
"I’m not interested in making new friends,
I don’t even like the ones I have”
Likes: Fire, Rubble, Silence, Coffee, Freedom, Literature, Britain
Dislikes: Dogs, America, Crowds, Heat waves, Vanilla
Personality: Arizona is a fairly quite person, simply because she'd prefer not to be too open with the world. She'd rather observe than be in the spotlight, she finds that it is far more safe. She can be very rude and abrupt with people who she does not respect, no mater what their position is. Power is irrelevant to her, she naturally sides with evil because she refuses to stand with a group of people who could claim to be morally superior when she knows they can not possibly be as faultless as the pretend. At least evil is honest about what it does.
Should you befriend her she is caring and protective, though sarcastic and easily annoyed. You have to be pretty tough to get close to her because she doesn't need anyone and that's the way it'll stay. She's happiest when isolated from the world, it's the most peaceful for her.
"With great power comes great responsibility"
Powers: Arizona's body has been changed and modified to make her more animal, to try and give her some of the strengths of creatures, in her case feline. She has very enhanced senses, particularly eyesight which is fantastic in the dark. She has stronger skin which resists minor injuries and much sharper teeth and 'claws' or nails. Her body is far more flexible than normal humans she can move faster, react quicker, jump higher and climb pretty much anything with far less effort. She is stronger than average and is excellent in hand to hand combat
As well as this her body rejects poisons and venoms without them harming her, they can cause her to vomit or be in pain for several hours, but she doesn't die, so it has it's benefits. Finally she can heal quicker than humans.
Weapons – A medium length knife which she keeps attached to her belt which she is very good with.
another smaller blade which is concealed in her boot normally and is used in emergencies.
Strengths/Abilities: Intelligence, Strength, cunning
Weaknesses: Anger, isolation, dogs, cigarettes
"All it takes is one bad day to reduce
the sanest man alive to lunacy,"
History: Parents – Sebastian and Courtney Knight
Her father was an American Businessman who met Courtney while on a trip to the UK. He fell in love and agreed to move to London, whilst still controlling his incredibly successful company based in America. They lived there happily for many years and had a single daughter who they called Arizona. She lived in London very happily until she was 16 when a threat of her father's business collapsing caused them to move to America, much to her annoyance.
Ever since they arrived she resented America for taking away her friends and the place she loved. Due to this absurd stubborness she hasn't lost her British accent at all. When she was 19 her father was fast loosing money as his business slowly crumbled before they're very eyes and they went from millionaires to being deep in debt, and not just with legitimate business money. Her father owed bad people money, criminals who he had borrowed money with and traded with at the peak of his riches were coming around knocking for their money back. The worst moment came when, on her way home from school, Arizona was taken by a powerful gang looking for something back from her father. They knew he couldn't pay so they took his beloved daughter. She was then sold on by them to a government funded military base who were investigating ways of enhancing soldiers potential.
She was reported dead to the world, a tragic tale of a stolen and killed girl. Meanwhile she was being experimented on and changed. This happened for a few years, the anger and resentment building up among her and the other prisoners being tortured for the government's experimental purposes. Eventually a flaw in the security came up and she saw her chance and her and a few others escaped into the world. This was quickly covered up to save any embarrassment and several of the others were shot dead to hide the fact. But she was finally free.
"Next time guys, we should just
rebuild this place outta Lego."
Writing Sample:
The night was cold as fuck, to put it brutally. She pulled her coat closer and kept walking through the quiet streets. It was late enough that not many people were out and that those who were avoided eye contact with any others who happened to be out. Voices were pouring out of a bar across the road, a few people lounging outside having a fag and talking quietly. The smell of smoke has drifted across the road and she felt herself reaching into her pocket for her fags but only finding an empty packet. She cursed lightly, she was gonna need her nicotine hit before the night was out or there would be hell to pay. She sighed and kept walking, turning down a small side alley and melting into the shadows, already forgotten by the people in the bar. Her pale hands stood out against the black of the bins as she pulled her body up and then jumped, catching the window ledge. Her body twisted and she kicked off, landing perfectly on the roof, as always. So now what?
She found herself at the very edge of the city over an hour later, smoke lazily drifting from between her lips as she surveyed the chaotic world below. Something bad was happening, she could see fire engines and hear screaming. She briefly wondered whether she was meant to call it bad if it was her side who were doing the deed...But they were the bad guys, she wasn't for a second going to pretend they weren't. More importantly, was she meant to be there? Within the madness of the moment, probably, but then again she probably wouldn't be missed.
Something creaked behind her and she heard a strange whooshing sound, like something landing nearby. She was on her feet in a second, twisting as she leapt up. Her body was tense, ready to pounce and in one hand she held the still lit cigarette and in the other, a deadly sharp blade.
"I'm through talking, get out of my cave,"
Your name/alias: Scarlett
Timezone: England…
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