General
Gender: Female
Age: 17
Date of Birth: July 8, 1994
Birthplace/Home: Moscow, Russia
Grade: doesn’t go to school
Appearance
Hair color and style: Blonde; falls slightly past shoulders, with shaggy bangs.
Eyes: Green
Height: 5’ 7”
Build: slim, but lean with muscle
Scars/Piercings/Tattoos: simple tribal tattoo on the inside of her left forearm.
Other Features: she always carries her silver blade with her, whether it’s in her hand or up her sleeve
Clothing Style/Usual Wear: dark skinny jeans, grey tank top, dark red high-collared trench coat, and black knee-high boots.
Character
Personality: Rayne is typically indifferent and somewhat hot-headed. She loves to fight, and will not back down if challenged. She is determined, and a loner; preferring solitude to large crowds. She tends to be loud, and rash. Never failing to deal someone exactly what she thinks of them. Although when using her powers, Rayne’s personality changes. When speaking to those already passed, she becomes gentler and calmer. Instead of being a quick tempered fighter, she thinks things through thoroughly and speaks kindly.
Hobbies/Interests: fighting, music, fortune-telling
Job Description: Amateur Fortune-Teller
Fears/Phobias: losing her powers (not losing control, but losing her powers all together)
Special Talents: fighting, fortune-telling
Morality: she does what she wants, when she wants.
Mutations
Outward: none
Powers:
Clairvoyance – she has the ability to “see” things that are going on in different places. With enough concentration, she can see about half-way around the world. If she tries going past that then her body collapses from the strain, and her vision hazes. Without straining herself, her vision can span a 360° around her at a max distance of five miles.
Mediumship – she also has the ability to see and communicate with those who have already passed. Specters, ghosts, and spirits are the common entities that she converses with. Though she cannot control them, she can ask the entities to perform tasks with her; which they usually agree to.
Fighting Styles
Explanation: Rayne is a street fighter, and she also uses her blade if needed. She’ll do whatever it takes to win, even if it means ending the fight permanently. Rayne tries to restrain from using her blade, because she doesn’t want to get blood on it.
Pros: she’s strong, and knows how to take down an opponent
Cons: She’s quick tempered, which causes her to make mistakes
Group (X-Men; Human; Rogue; Scarlet Hood): Scarlet Hood
History
Rayne was born in Moscow, Russia. Her parents lived simple lives in the city, until her father died in a fire. Rayne’s mother was so shaken up by the event that she packed up the family and moved to the U.S. Rayne had been living with her mother in Tennessee, while her mother worked as a Secretary. Not to long ago, Rayne and her mother got in a fight; and her mother blamed Rayne for her father’s death. This caused Rayne to run off from home. While she travelled, she discovered her powers. Now, Rayne is working a mediocre fortune-teller as she travels south.
Sample RP
Rayne looked across the small table at her latest client. He was a taller man, with features that were sunken in with sorrow and grief. Rayne would almost feel sorry for him, but honestly she didn’t care about his problems. The man glanced up at her, “please… my wife recently died in a car accident… is there… is there anyway you could tell me where she is now…” the man said slowly, looking upwards to the sky at the end of his ‘speech’.
Rayne sighed, looking down at the table. She had set up a fake crystal ball, with a flashlight underneath. She didn’t know what it was, but people seemed more fascinated when there was a crystal ball involved. Under the table, Rayne flipped the switch, turning on the flashlight.
Closing her eyes, she moved her hands above the ball. Rayne could hear the spirits speaking to her. In her mind, she called out for the one that had relations with the man. Rayne opened her eyes, she could see a frail woman standing next to the man. The spirit looked at Rayne, and then smiled down on her husband. “Please tell him… I’ve gone on to Heaven… That should ease his soul…”
Rayne nodded to the spirit, before looking back at the man. “well? What is it?” he asked frantically. Rayne put on her best fake smile, “She’s in Heaven now, smiling down on you. She doesn’t want you to worry about her. She said to live your life to the fullest.” The man’s expression quickly changed, “Thank you! Oh thank you!” he said, standing up. Smiling the man, handed Rayne a twenty dollar bill. Afterwards, he walked away from Rayne’s makeshift table.
Rayne ran a hand through her blonde hair, watching as the man happily walked away. “It’s amazing how thick people can be…” she said to herself.
