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《 Ethyl Camile Angeles 》
Grim » Mysterious » Wistful
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xxxNicknames: Ether, is nice. Since Ethyl is an old crone name. Thyl has been thrown around once or twice as well.
xxxAge: Nineteen
xxxGender: Female, if you couldn't tell.
xxxHeight: Five foot Five inches.
xxxWeight: One-hundred and thirty pounds.
xxxSexuality: Heterosexual... But more so Asexual, I guess.
xxxBirthday: January Third
xxxAlliance: X-Men.
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xxxPersonality: Hi, I'm Ethyl. People describe me as... Very monotone, actually. A lot of the time I don't show a lot of emotion, but don't get me wrong. I do have them. I am wistful, and tend to look longing in a way. That's because I wish to be accepted, but what mutant doesn't? I've been called grim, and melancholy. Probably because of my emotionless face, but I am not. I am a happy person, I promise. I smile occasionally. Yes, there is reasoning behind this, but I will explain that at a later date.
xOn the inside, I am happy. But I've been trained to stay serious and calm. I rarely get angry, because people don't think straight when they are. I don't get depressed for the same reason. I stay calm, collected, and somewhat blank as much as possible. I tend to worry, and be quite motherly, in a way. I'll tend wounds and do things along those lines for my friends, or even people I don't know. I'm caring, especially for the humans. They are weak creatures, though they reign over us, they need our help more than anything.
xI am a major tomboy, which isn't too surprising I would think. I wouldn't wear a dress to save the life of me, pants and long sleeve shirts are my normal and preferred attire. I like to run, and work until I can't anymore. There's nothing much in between. I'm a work-a-holic, and it'll more than likely be the death of me someday. Oh, and by the way, I tend to be sarcastic, so watch out for that. But, basicly, that's me summed up to as much as possible.
xxxStrengths:
∞ Loyal
∞ Calm in rough situations.
∞ The "Mother".
∞ Gets all work done as fast as possible.
∞ Tends to make others smile easily.
∞ Sarcasm can be amusing at times.
xxxWeaknesses:
∞ Blank, sometimes seems sad.
∞ Rarely has time for fun and games.
∞ Hasn't ever felt a physical attraction to anyone.
∞ Can be a bit boring.
∞ Slightly competitive.
xxxLikes:
× Running.
× Sparring.
× Moving at almost all times.
× Sleeping, when she gets to it.
× Reading a good book on her calm days.
× Big, home-made dinners.
× Swimming.
× Working.
× Making others smile.
xxxDislikes:
× People judging others.
× Biased or Racist/Rude Remarks.
× Passing out.
× Not getting to work at all, all day.
× Rude people, period.
× Coffee.
× Being really cold or really hot.
× Thunderstorms.
× Being called "depressed" or "angry at life".
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xxxMain Power: Adoptive Muscle Memory and Mimicry;; Well, to get to the point, a contortionist times two. Whatever I see someone do, I can do. I can bend, stretch, fold, like any gymnast or circus freak. I can watch a show on painting, and do the same. Not because I'm good, but because my muscles remember what I see.
Strengths would be compactable, and able to fit into small places. I can run, slide under low obstacles, and become normal without any problem. This is also what has helped with my high-fight ratio. I can do any fighting style I see, which is my major weapon.
Weaknesses would have to be, it's not as useful as unphysical powers as the "-kenises" and so on. It is good for hand-to-hand combat, or getting to places quickly, but in an actual mutant-to-mutant battle, it is almost useless.
xxxSecondary Power:High Sustainable Endurance;; I rarely need too much of a rest, in fact, I rarely sleep. Insomniac? Not entirely. I am just brimming with energy that needs to be wasted. I can run for hours on end, and I usually tire from vigorous exercise or training after about 8 hours, at the least.
Strengths would be I wouldn't ever give up in a hand-to-hand fight. I could go for, as I've said, hours. I doesn't need that much sleep, which means I can do extra work around the school premises.
The biggest weakness would be my random blackouts if I haven't had sleep. I'm not a self-sustainable mutant, I still need sleep. After a few days of insomnia, I have been known to black out for minutes, hours, or even days.
xxxTertiary Power:Light Step;; Not even considered a power in my book. I don't make sound when she walks.
Strengths include sneakiness, of course.
Weaknesses, I tend to scare others by sneaking up on them.
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xxxBiography: I was born in the Bronx. Oh yes, you know exactly where I am talking about. My mother was a whore, technically. She worked for Armando Deli Anyo, who was current mob boss of that time. The times were there were thousands of little ones, and one big one. Whom was our dear Armando. She was his "girlfriend", along with the other twelve. I was born on a rainy day in lovely Bronx, January third. It was supposed to snow that day, but I guess they were wrong. I was named after my grandmother Ethyl Camile. She died giving birth to my mother. But that's a different story.
I was living with my Aunt Tillie, who lived in a better part of the Bronx. She was young, early thirties maybe, with a new baby of her own. Who was Raegan. My best friend. I was two, he was only three weeks. I never let him out of my sight. I began school, and was taught the very basics. Reading, Math, Writing, and Speech. That is all. She didn't have much money, for she had to send Raegan soon after me. I was nine, he was seven. We rarely fought, for we were all we had.
I was twelve when my mother came back for me. That was the year I hit puberty, and began my mutant genes. I found out about them one day when I was watching gymnastics on our staticy little black and white tv. She did a bend, and I did one. My mother was amazed. She told me to do something else. The woman on TV did a flip, and I did one. She became obsessed with training me on things. But I didn't need training. I saw, I did it. It was that simple. That was also the year I became silent, in both my speech and movement. I calmed down a lot, and became a lot more stern and unsociable. My endurance raised way up, and I began to sleep less and less.
I was just turning sixteen when my mother introduced me to Armando, who openly welcomed me into his family. Though, truthfully, I was already in it. I began to run errands for him, "Run this down to the store, you have 5 minutes." The store was usually a half a mile walk from the building, but when traveling on rooftops, it's a lot faster. That's when I became their main source of contact between the other systems. I didn't agree, but it kept food on the table for me and my mother. I was what people call an "Urban Ninja" or, as I call them, "A Roof Runner". I was the first of our kind, for the mobs at least.
I took messages, packages, everything you can think of back and forth across rooftops and windows. I was fast, agile, and never missed a deadline. My being a mutant made me this way. I was discovered by Logan, whom was up there for business from the school, I suppose. I was running, it was a normal day. I jumped and landed in front of him in an alley way. Which, of course would startle him. His claws emerged, which in return startled me. He told me what we both were, and after an hour of talking, he told me where the school was, if I was ever in need.
I arrived at the school during the summer of my nineteenth year. I was still new to the whole mutant outbreak. Which really wasn't that new to everyone else... I train daily with my fighting skills, just in case anyone would ever need me.
❝Often there is eloquence in a silent look❞
