Character Name: Nastasya Volcov
Basic Traits
Quote:
"Держи карман шире." (Meaning, don't bite off more than you can chew.)
Height: 5'6"
Age: 25
Appearance: Nastasya has jet black hair that comes down to her waist. Her face is feminine but very stern as she rarely smiles. She has piercing green eyes and is slim but has some muscle tone. She wears a scarf that can be brought up to wrap around her mouth and nose or over her head as a hood. She often wears a slim-fit tank top sometimes underneath a jacket, when needed. Her jeans are ripped and worn in many places but still offer enough coverage. She wears combat boots that come up just below mid-calf.
Overall she is very pale and feminine, yet tough. Her style is that of comfort and necessity.
Ethnicity: Full-blooded Russian
Background
History: Nastasya was born and raised in Russia to a normal, lower-middle class family. She was brought up to hide strong emotions, as her family did. She had a fairly normal childhood, although a bit of a loner. She made few friends here and there, but her tendency to come off as bland or boring kept them from sticking around for too long.
She has a younger sister, Nadya, whom she felt fiercely protective over when she was young. As she grew older, Nadya made it clear that she could hold her own, but Nastaya couldn't help but feel like she needed protecting.
She got a job early on in her life, as hard work was of utmost importance to her family. As a teenager, she worked doing menial labor picking up odd jobs here and there. Most of the work she chose did not involve much human interaction as she had little charm to offer.
Rift History: Nastaya was working in the city when the rift first opened. She didn't think much of it at first, as many strange things have been known to happen in Russia. However, after a few months of little interest, Nastaya found herself in strange situations she couldn't explain. She was lying in bed one night when she suddenly felt herself sinking into the bed itself, as if it was barely there. As she began to realize what was happening, she started to panic, not know what was happening. As her heart raced, the bed seemed to completely disintegrate from under her, though she could still clearly see it. She ended up on the floor looking up at her once again solid bed. A little shaken up, but unable to explain what had happened, she simply crawled out from under it and laid back down.
Chocking her previous experience to some vivid nightmare, she went on about her daily life. These strange experiences starting becoming more frequent, however, and she could no longer ignore them. She would sometimes sink into the back of chairs or other furniture, sometimes find that things that were supposed to be malleable, weren't and later, she began phasing through objects as if they were merely air.
War History: Hearing about other people with abilities made Nastaya begin to realize she was part of something. Her family lived far enough away from the rift that none of them were affected. As violence began to break out and news of The Order spread, all of Nastasya's pent up emotion began to surface. Upon hearing of a particularly gory death of a peaceful Rifter she had known, Nastaya lost it. She burst through her small home, causing a shockwave of power to run through the infrastructure. The house collapsed behind her as the density of each wall wavered, causing the roof to cave in. In shock and regret, Nastaya decided to run away, as far away as she could.
She was eventually found by The Order. She fought as hard as she could against them but she was no match against their sheer force. She hated them with all her being but there was nothing she could do. She was contained in a prison-like chamber as the war raged on. She was constantly monitored and had to undergo strange tests by scientists in lab coats.
After the truce, however, she was offered a deal. As much as she hated The Order, she accepted to once again have some form of freedom.
Alliance: Nastaya has a fragile alliance with her people in the Temporalzone, as that was were she was naturally drawn. However, she has considered venturing to the Wastelands, having heard it is a place of rebellion.
Abilities
Rift: The Russian Rift
Abilities: Control of Density of herself and inanimate objects
Side effects: As with any physical activity, using her powers is draining. She has developed enough stamina to hold out in a fight or to casually use her powers throughout the day, but trying to do too much takes it's toll.
There is also the possibility of injuring herself or others if she isn't careful. If she isn't able to maintain her density while phasing through an object and suddenly become solid again, she could potentially cut herself in half.
Personality:
Mission: For the most part, Nastaya is just trying to get by in this strange country. Underneath the surface, however, she has a deep hatred for The Order. She would love to one day take them out, but she knows that her powers are not strong enough to do it on her own. That coupled with her poor social abilities has caused a great deal of strife as she doesn't like to work with others.
Weaknesses: While able to hold her own in a fight, Nastasya is not all that physically strong. If she has worn herself out, it is very easy to get the upper hand in a fight.
Her social skill are also something she struggles with. Deep down, she wants to find someone who will accept her but she finds it almost impossible to express that to anyone. Her knee-jerk reaction is to almost always push people away.
She also has a great deal of guilt from collapsing her family's home. She assumed she killed them all in her fit of anger, but she has never bothered to find out for sure.
Strengths and Talents: She relies heavily on her powers in fights, both to dodge attacks (through making herself less dense, causing attacks to phase right through her) as well as to trap opponents (sometimes causing the ground that they stand on to swallow them whole).
She has incredible resilience to physical pain.
Fears: Her biggest fear is of losing control. She is also afraid of being alone forever but she would never admit it.
