Hello everyone, definitely interested in this roleplay. Here's my character sheet, it ended up being a bit longer than I had intended, but let me know if there are any problems with it:
Character you have created: Madeline “Maddie” Cooper.
Alias: Epione.
Speech Color: Orange.
Character Alignment: Walking the line (I'm planning on her becoming a full villain later in the story).
Identity: Secret.
Character Personality: An idealist at heart but a pessimist by nature, Maddie has always been in conflict with herself. While she has moralistic beliefs she can’t help but to be selfish and to take her anger out on the people trying to help her. She has a tendency to act as if she can handle everything but in reality she’s a very sensitive person and is easily influenced emotionally. Maddie gets too far into things, becoming infatuated and blind to the full situation. She can’t leave helpless things alone, but despite trying to improve the situation half of the time she ends up making it worse and later obsesses over her failure.
Uniform/costume: Getting her inspiration from comic books, she wears an all black and high-necked leotard with a large “E” printed in orange over the chest. In addition, she wears a pair of orange ankle boots (heel-less, as to make running easier) and a orange mask, which covers her nose and her eyes. She is a bit embarrassed by her costume but she likes being able to move freely. She keeps her red hair pulled back tightly when in uniform.
Origin Info/Details: Madeline had never been a bad person – she got into magic with the same enthusiasm and hopes as any other wanna-be hero – but she lacked the strong will needed to avoid corruption. Growing up, Maddie had been an idealist full of dreams for the future. Wanting to help those who couldn’t help themselves, Maddie read stories about knights fighting dragons, getting her inspiration from fairy tales instead of from real life. As she grew up, it became a shock to her how different the real world was and began to lose her motivation until she realized that she could do something about it.
Up until this point in her life, Madeline had lived a normal life with her modest parents, Susan and Richard Cooper. When she turned eight, her younger brother, Samuel, was born. She led a completely ordinary life, scraping her knees up as an energetic kid, studying as a serious high school student, and experiencing her “first love” with a boy named Jack Milms. Jack was great, and Jack read about as many comic books as she read fairy tales. By her senior year in high school, Maddie had become fixated on saving the world, just as she had been when she was a kid.
She began to obsess over the idea of magic, looking for any books she could find on it, reading everything she could from folklore and mythology, until she finally found what she was looking for: the real-deal, a book that taught magic. For months, Madeline couldn’t figure out what she was doing wrong. She could do small stuff, like healing a paper cut, or letting out a puff of smoke from her fingertip, but she couldn’t manage to do anything past that. Finally, she realized that she needed to put her emotions into it. If she wanted to heal someone, she had to have true sympathy for them. She immersed herself too much in magic, rapidly becoming more powerful after figuring out how to properly use it, and by the time she became a freshman in college she had become so adjusted to it that it became difficult for her to stop.
Having become so fascinated by learning magic, she had almost forgotten what she had learned it for: to help people. She was reminded one night when she happened across a bad situation: a man trying to rob a young woman. She was reminded, firstly, of he desire to help people, and secondly, that even if she could heal someone she had no real defense. Despite trying to help the girl all she did was make matters worse, the man pulled out a dagger and stabbed the woman (luckily, it was nowhere serious) and ran away. She did manage to heal the girl's injury, but she was also fairly certain that if her initial attack had done anything at all, it had probably healed the robber!
Back on track, Maddie created her alias, Epione (based off of the Goddess of soothing pain from mythology) before she knew what she was getting into. She created her costume, too, but didn’t make a debut for a long time. She first had to learn how to use defensive magic. She practiced making shields, but it wasn’t enough, so she learned about electricity. As she began to get more powerful, she experimented with combustion as well, for emergency purposes. She was never planning to use it on anyone, but rather to use it on objects around them if it ever turned out to be helpful.
Just like before, the more she used magic and the more she connected magic to her emotions, the more difficult it became for her to avoid using it in public. The first incident was at school, when she accidentally lit a trashcan on fire after getting upset. Luckily she had been in the bathroom, perfectly alone when it happened, but she didn’t stop there. She felt like she couldn’t stop practicing magic, it was like giving up her emotions! But the second incident was much worse. She hadn’t meant to set the house on fire. It was an accident, an honest to God accident, but that accident resulted in the death of her boyfriend, Jack. The incident was reported as an accidental fire. After that, she cut off her ties with her family, fearing another accident, and began living in the dormitory at school. She still attends school but she’s trying hard to keep her goal of being a superhero, wanting to make amends for what she did. Occasionally, she wonders if she would make a better villain…
Hero Type: Mystic.
Power Level: City Level.
Powers: Varies due to her being a mystic. Originally she focused on healing and protective magic but got into electricity and later, as her abilities became more destructive, turning to combustion.
Attributes:
Strength Level: Normal Human, varies when using magic.
Speed/Reaction Timing Level: Normal Human, varies when using magic.
Endurance at MAXIMUM Effort: 2HR, while using magic.
Agility: Normal Human, varies when using magic.
Intelligence: Average.
Fighting Skill: Untrained (physically), trained (magically).
Resources: Average.
Weaknesses: Her mental health is unstable, being a hero (or villain) is too stressful for her. On top of this her emotions play a large part in her magic using, sometimes she can lose control of them or, if her motivation is lost, she can hardly use them at all.
Supporting Characters:
Susan Cooper, mother.
Robert Cooper, father.
Samuel Cooper, brother.
Jack Milms, ex-boyfriend. deceased.
Violet Church, her roommate.
Do you know how to post pictures on RPG boards?: Yup.
Sample Post:
“I’m not a bad person, I’m not a bad person, I’m not a bad person.” The muttering had become a necessary ritual to get her to fall asleep, the repetition and the sound of her slow voice had started to sound something like a lullaby, though her whispers were hardly audible. Her roommate, Violet, had never once stirred (Madeline had always made certain she was asleep before she started) and Maddie couldn’t stand the silence at night. It gave her too much time to think and tonight was especially bad, she was starting to give up on the idea of getting any sleep at all. It was six o’ five in the morning, judging by the digital clock in the corner, whose bright green numbers made her tiered eyes sting. There was nothing she could do there, glued to her bed, except wait and hope for sleep. Her head was filled with too much anticipation, thoughts of magic popped up whenever she closed her eyes, like a bad itch waiting to be scratched. Part of her feared falling asleep one night and waking up to find the whole room burned down by morning.
The anxiousness was getting to her. Slinking out of the room along with a handful of notebooks, she made her way down the hall, fled the school gates and headed to Hidden Park, as she called it. It was nothing more than an empty cement lot outside of the old gym building that the school used for storage, but it was quiet and there was nothing flammable, so she often came late at night when people weren’t likely to pass by. Sitting on an overturned bucket she let out a heavy sigh – a sigh filled with all of her nervousness and all of her worries – and took out the stack of spiral-bound notebooks that she used specifically for practicing. Lately, she’d been trying to master her powers, things like controlling fire, stopping it from spreading from one page to the next, and containing her abilities. It was difficult to worry about them getting out of hand when her emotions made it hard for her to think logically. So far, she had been unsuccessful. She wasn’t even entirely sure that it was possible with something like paper. Candles, maybe, but she didn’t have those with her now.
The fire spat up, bright orange against the dark night, and spread quickly through the papers. She got it to a low flame by the time she reached the back cover and soon after it turned into nothing but smoke. Into the old trashcan it went (or what was left of it), along with all the other notebook remains that she’d buried under its round lid. Another book was laid out, and she tried to keep her cool this time.
“Remember, you have to want it to burn, but you don’t have to be angry. Be excited, excited about… about something, Maddie. Be excited about class!” She said, trying to teach her pessimistic self to have a little optimism, but the same thing happened. By the third book she was angry and lit it and all of her remaining notebooks on fire in her frustration.
“Crap!” Madeline yelled quietly, as quietly as any yell could be, kicking the trashcan over. She felt no less angry after kicking it and scowled at her foot, her toe throbbing, though she didn’t care right then. What was wrong with her? Why couldn’t she do this? If she couldn’t control her powers, then she never should have learned them in the first place! At this rate she’d end up nothing more than a villain!
Giving up for the night (not that it was very optional, she was out of things to burn) Maddie walked back to her room much slower than she had on her way out of it, slumping onto the bed as if she’d just returned from a long day of work.
“I’ve accomplished nothing, again.” She muttered to herself as she looked at the glowing green numbers on the clock. Six fifty-two, it read, and she felt as if it was mocking her. For a long minute, she considered lighting it on fire, too, but she gave up as she rolled onto her side. “Maybe I’d make a better villain than a hero, anyway. A more successful one at least.” Madeline mumbled, as she started up her ritual and tried for a second time that night to get some sleep.
Also, I hope the way I had her get her powers is alright. If I need to change it, please let me know.
