Arty Fox
Sigil
Ivar
Marlowe
Valchyrie
rabidbacon
AlternateMan
Damycles
FalloutJackClaire Winters
Character Quote: Don't worry I don't bite... actually scratch that, I do.
Character Summary
Name: Claire Ames Winters
Aliases:Clay, Winter, Psycho, S,
Age: 31
Birthday: 31 of October 1987
Ethnicity: Caucasian
Birth Place: Paris
Place of Residency: New York
Gender: Female
Education: Psychology/Literature
Occupation: Policewoman
Languages: English, French
Appearance
Height: 5.8ft
Weight: 153 lbs
Body Type: Hourglass
Eye Color: Green
Hair Color: Blonde
Skin Tone: Fair
Tattoos/Scars/Piercings: Pierced ears, big angel wing tattoo on the left side of her back and a big demon wing tattoo on the right side of her back, 3 cut scars on her left hand.
Personal Style: She wears many types of clothing. Her favorite seem to be tight jeans, shortsleeved white shirt with a denim underbust. Additionally she usually wears knee high leather boots with low to no heel. Finally she completes the set with a black leather jacket.
Psychology
Brave * Vengeful * Friendly * Sadistic * Adaptable * Flirtatious
Sexuality: Bisexual
Relationship Status: Divorced
Personality: Claire's a very good person. She cherishes her friends, always acting well by them. She's helpful when she's got to. That said she's a really vengeful when wronged and holds a grudge for years without forgetting. She repays every ill in equal or greater measure. Her sadistic side usually showing in the process.
She's always flirtatious, even to her friends so people who meet her for first time can get the wrong idea when she's not really flirting with them, not that she'd mind if they act upon it. It's a nice experience for all involved, but she's got a little bit of domineering streak going on in relationships. Still she knows when and how to act according to the situation.
Habits: Bite lower lip, tap index finger, roll eyes.
Hobbies: Cleaning gun, shooting, training, dancing, listening to music, stripping, Writing.
Fears:
- Horses
- Tight spaces
- Spiders
Likes:
- Strip clubs
- Weapons
- Tarot cards
- Whips
- Leather clothing
- Books
- Cars
- Cultist Robes
- Wine
Dislikes:
- Fire
- Drugs
- Hippies
- Cold
- Dogs
- Lightningstorms
- Winter
Skills
General Skills:
- Driving(car)
- Poledancing
- Writing
- Law Codex
- Psychology
- Climbing
Combat Skills:
- Pistols
- Taekwondo
- Running
What Do They Carry On Them:
- Clothing – Black jeans, White shortsleeves shirt, Denim underbust, Leather boots, Leather Jacket.
- Purse/Wallet – Credit card, Debit Card, 55$, photo of her family.
- Keyring + Keys(car, building outer door, her apartment door)
- Holstered Smith and Wesson model 642
- Spare ammo: 10
- Lipstick – dark red.
- Small compact mirror.
- iPhone 6(silver)
Possessions at Home:
- Laptop
- Big wooden desk
- Flatscreen TV
- Wall bookshelves stacked with classical books
- Sacrificial looking dagger
- Antique carved oak bookstand on a pedestal
- Black cultist looking robe with hood
- Dancing Pole
- Stripper 'clothing'
- Safebox in the bedroom's wardrobe
- Box of .38 ammo
- Whip
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History
Biography: Claire was born in France. Her mother met her father who was on a holiday there, they fell in love briefly, married and moved to the States. In the end that proved to be a bad choice as they broke up and divorced soon after. She lived with her mother in France for a few years before her mother remarried. Her stepfather already had 2 children so it was decided she'd move in with her own father instead.
Over at the States, she had a fine life growing up. She went and finished school, highschool and eventually college. It didn't go without a few hitches here and there though. Her father was fired from his work around the time she entered college and her mother mostly refused to help, only sending very little cash if at all. With few options left, Claire took to working at a Strip Club. She'd work as a waitress, but seeing how her father was unable to find work, her bills for college and etc piling up, she decided to begin working on the poles instead as it paid better.
It wasn't the best living, but she managed to finish her education, her father eventually found work and could take care of his own bills. She moved away from him and with her boyfriend whom she married. Turned out as a bad decision since he once came home drugged to high hell, punched her and then confessed he cheated on her. Needless to say she didn't leave it at that. Before the night was even over, she filed for divorce, but not before alerting the police to the punch he gave her that made her left eye swollen. From there things went easy. She received their home as compensation, place which she later sold and bought a new one at a better location as she decided to go to the police academy and become a cop. She continued with her work as stripper at night and attended the academy during the day. It was during that time she started to get into writing and in that year she wrote her first book. It wasn't a bestseller, but it did okey enough, so soon after she stopped working at the club. Eventually she finished the academy and became a policewoman.
Not the greatest career path according to some, but she liked it well enough. She got to subdue people now and then. Heck to her best amazement and joy she even got to arrest her ex who got caught with a kilo of weed. That said she may or may not have had something to do with it as she kept tabs on him with the help of some friends who informed her of a good chance and then she informed the antidrug force.
Content with her life she continued on for years, enjoying it. Until six months ago when she fell ill suddenly while she was behind the wheel of all things. Luckily no one was injured and no one could find a 'proper' cause for it, no matter how much internal affairs tried to swing it at it being her responsibility.
Discovery Of Your Power: Claire discovered her power one night at a nightclub where she had gone to have a good time. It all started great, the music, the flashing lights a nice gentleman to flirt with her with obvious plans for later. Then it was an insane spiral downwards. First while dancing with him, she could swear that she was hearing some kinds of whispers. Then everything turned into damned buzzing of voices, flashes of thoughts and flood of emotions on the dancefloor. It was frankly overwhelming her senses since hte dance floor was packed full. The man noticed it and helped her get outside to get a breath of freshe air. Outside the overwhemling flood of sensations, voices and emotions stopped only to be replaced with only one. As the man held her by the shoulder to act as her support, she looked at him. He misunderstood or rather understood what she wanted so he kissed her and then recieved a full strength knee in the groin. His mind was flooded with joy about the fact how easy hooking up with her was to the point he didn't have to slip anything into her drink. She reached into his pocket and pulled a lil bag with 3 pills." NYPD, I wonder what's this for. Come on, let's go." Needless to say that little experience rendered her with killer headaches for days while she struggled to get used to separate said and unsaid things.
Ability & Powers:Telepathy
Ability & Powers Weaknesses:May get overwhelmed when in large crowds, and has a limited range to work or have hand contact with a person to read their mind.
Additional Information
Theme Song: youtube.com/watch?v=1mjlM_RnsVE
Extra Information: Lightning once more, It's my char after all ;3
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