Post by Brize Johnson on Aug 21, 2011 18:25:14 GMT -5
>>Brize Mary Johnson
BASICS
Name:
-First: Brize (Breeze)
-Middle: Mary (Mare-e)
-Last: Johnson (Jon-sun)
Nickname(s): Bree
Name Background: Why did her parents call her Brize? Because they liked the sound of it. It was a spontaneous name.
Age: Fifteen
Grade: Sophomore
Gender: Female
Play-By: Lena Katina
Appearance
Height: 5’’3
Weight: 103 lbs
Build: Lean
Hair Color: Brize here has rather… unpredictable hair. In the summer, it tends to be a strawberry-blonde—while in the winter it tends to be a red-ish brown. In the fall and spring: a bright red. Something to do with the sunlight, (and her powers of course) she supposes.
-Hair Style: Wavy. Curly. Somewhat straight. It depends on the day—but usually falls on the first.
Skin: A light tan.
General Appearance: In human form, Brize has red-brown hair, that tends to be rather wavy. The hair reaches about to her upper back. She large dark brown eyes, which whether human or not—possess no pupil. The girl’s not very tall, but not incredibly short either: about five-foot-three, and weighs about a hundred and five pounds.
When shifted, she turns into a Margay—which is a form of big cat a few inches longer and taller than your average full-grown house-cat. Margays are born to live their entire lives in the trees, which has some nice effects on our own sky-born human—and as a result has joints that allow the species to climb down a tree (or building) head-first. Like all Margay’s, Brize’s shifted form looks quite similar to a ocelot, though the head is shorter, eyes larger, and tail and leg longer. Black spots and markings cover her entire feline body, and the fur background remains a light gold except on her underside, which is an off white. While Brize’s Margay form may look small, it’s actually quipped with a powerful jaw and large claws that being designed to rip into tree bark—can also rip quite easily into flesh.
Personality
Likes
Dislikes
General Personality: Brize’s fairly quiet with strangers—and she’s not the first person you’d notice when stepping into a room. She’s not overly loud, obnoxious, or arrogant—but makes little side comments or suggestions that make you think once over once you process them.
When you get to know her, Brize can be quite playful and ready to voice her opinion. While not particularly brave on her own, she has an inner call for daring acts and thrill that she fuels by blocking out her own fear of being hurt. She’s typically quite kind and gentle, but easy to irritate, but she has a strong sense of vengeance and justice that fuels most of all her actions and comments—as well as a pretty short-fused temper. She’s pretty oblivious to all things romance, and can be slightly naïve at times.
Quirks/Mannerisms: She doesn’t mean to do it—it’s just something she does: Brize when irritated or frightened will hiss. Like a cat. Seriously. That, and she has this unnatural ability to flick her ears.
Fear(s): Large snakes, and being underground. (both incited by her double sided personality)
Goal(s) in Life: Er, not disappear is the current goal at the moment.
History
Family
-Mother: Adele Johnson
-Father: Roe Johnson
-Sibling(s):
General History: Ah, California: the golden state. Well, the Johnson Family has lived in the third house in 2nd street for as long as Adele and Roe Johnson have been married. They lived fine for a while, always on the brink of not having enough money to scrape by—but hey? Isn’t that the main problem with everyone in this economy?
You’d think that having more kids would bring down the family income—and at first it did. But as each child grew up and learned how make money for the family—it grew. Brize was born last, in this family of eight. Only girl too—as far as she knows. She’s heard rumors that she had a female cousin—but other than that her family has remained untouched by female children for three generations.
At eight, Brize figured out that something was different about her family. Something… strange. Something being that her oldest brother would burst into flames occasionally, the twins would multiply until they were more than twins—and that other families didn’t do this. Hm. Well, soon after this realization—Brize woke up to find herself with paws and large teeth and freaking out. Her mother was the first to spot the freaking out cat (who was later on a library computer was identified as a margay, but details, details,) and was also the first to figure out that yet another one of her children was given an unparallel ability.
After figuring out how to morph OUT, the rest of Brize’s life was unextraordinary. She excelled in PE and Literature, while she miserably failed at fractions and science. Math was generally a mess, except when it came to those problems few problems that ya’ just have to know. She made friends, a very good one too by the name of Sadia—and had adventures with bears and trees and all sorts of teenage madness. She learned to keep a cool head with her older brothers constantly picking on her, and how to weigh her strengths and weaknesses.
Life was simple—until life called in its dues for their good fortune.
At fourteen, Brize was sitting at the dinning room table eating dinner—when her family received a call that Tyler had never reported for work, and that the company was wondering if he was running late. Guess what? He wasn’t. Tyler had disappeared off the face of the planet. Next came Brize’s Father and the twins. Simply vanished while driving to the grocery store. Then came Orion, while he was doing an aerial search for the family—while Todd and Brize searched below.
Brize ended up staying with her friend Sadia for a night, while Todd went to contact some extended family on the other side of the city. When he never came to pick her up in the morning (she waited all day before assuming the worst)—Brize was on the verge of hysteria and fled.
The girl was bigger than a cat, but smaller than a leopard. She blended in easy with the city—her tan pelt with the trash, and the black spots with the night. She did fine for a while, never ‘disappearing’ like her family—seemingly alluding whatever had happened to her family. The tall buildings of the city similar to trees, and she learned to catch pigeons to eat raw (which tasted almost cooked in morphed form). She did this for about a half-a-year—never sought help, never returning to contact her friends (though checking in on Sadia a few times to make sure she hadn’t disappeared either).
Though the inevitable happened. One long night, Brize was forced to morph rapidly several times while avoiding a less than nice mutant street-gang, and a gaggle of zookeepers with tranqs from a nearby zoo. Several hours later, returned to her Margay form after throwing up several times with a high fever. Brize curled up half-conscious in a nearby suburban area in a person’s hedge. The next time she woke up—she was in human form and someone was standing above her with a suspiciously large object.
Naturally, Brize flipped out and lashed out with claws and teeth—knocking the rather harmless platter of food to the ground. She was halfway out the door as a streaking cat before she ran into the problem of fever-pitched legs and tunnel vision. Instead of a doctor with gloves and needles, a woman with ungloved hands picked the cat back up into NOT a metal surgical table, but a bed. Whoa. Didn’t see that coming.
Apparently, when Brize heard the story later—she continuously changed from human to margay several times during unconsciousness, which didn’t help the case. Which leads up to how Brize ended up at Markswell’s academy.
Lucky for Brize—the woman who found the girl happened to be a mutant. A mutant who also knew several other mutants who lived nearby. This particular mutant’s name was Emily Barksin, who found a rather strange cat out in her hedge one morning—and being an empath told her that the emotions coming out of this thing were not animalistic at all. Emily was smart enough to realize that she had a mutant in her backyard, and after several failing times of trying to wake the mute up—moved her inside at the thought of sickness.
Why is this important? Because Emily had attended Markswell’s academy for her growing up years—and her best friend grew up to be one of the nurses with healing abilities at the school.
Brize was healed under Emily’s friend. And eventually, Brize herself realized that these people weren’t going to hurt her—and stopped attacking anyone who came near with fangs and claws.
Brize ended up living with Emily for several months while she healed completely. Afterward, when the girl again intended to set out in fear of disappearing—Emily gave Brize another option of protection. Instead of hiding in the streets, she could attend Markswell’s Academy and learn how to protect herself so she wouldn’t have to live in fear.
And so she did.
Power: Shapeshifting (single)
-General Description: Brize can shapeshift into a margay—there is no time limit to how long she can stay like this.
-Strengths of Power(s)
-Weaknesses of Power(s)
Alias
What do you want us to call you? Daze. :3
Gender? Female
Age? Fourteen
How did you find us? I’m admin!
BASICS
Name:
-First: Brize (Breeze)
-Middle: Mary (Mare-e)
-Last: Johnson (Jon-sun)
Nickname(s): Bree
Name Background: Why did her parents call her Brize? Because they liked the sound of it. It was a spontaneous name.
Age: Fifteen
Grade: Sophomore
Gender: Female
Play-By: Lena Katina
Appearance
Height: 5’’3
Weight: 103 lbs
Build: Lean
Hair Color: Brize here has rather… unpredictable hair. In the summer, it tends to be a strawberry-blonde—while in the winter it tends to be a red-ish brown. In the fall and spring: a bright red. Something to do with the sunlight, (and her powers of course) she supposes.
-Hair Style: Wavy. Curly. Somewhat straight. It depends on the day—but usually falls on the first.
Skin: A light tan.
General Appearance: In human form, Brize has red-brown hair, that tends to be rather wavy. The hair reaches about to her upper back. She large dark brown eyes, which whether human or not—possess no pupil. The girl’s not very tall, but not incredibly short either: about five-foot-three, and weighs about a hundred and five pounds.
When shifted, she turns into a Margay—which is a form of big cat a few inches longer and taller than your average full-grown house-cat. Margays are born to live their entire lives in the trees, which has some nice effects on our own sky-born human—and as a result has joints that allow the species to climb down a tree (or building) head-first. Like all Margay’s, Brize’s shifted form looks quite similar to a ocelot, though the head is shorter, eyes larger, and tail and leg longer. Black spots and markings cover her entire feline body, and the fur background remains a light gold except on her underside, which is an off white. While Brize’s Margay form may look small, it’s actually quipped with a powerful jaw and large claws that being designed to rip into tree bark—can also rip quite easily into flesh.
Personality
Likes
- Margays (the animal Brize can shift into) are known for their vicious climbing skills, and likewise—the gift has shifted over to the girl’s human form. She enjoys climbing over any other sport, or activity.
- Running. What’s not to like?
- Books
- Cards
Dislikes
- Chocolate
- Mexican Food
- Metaphors
General Personality: Brize’s fairly quiet with strangers—and she’s not the first person you’d notice when stepping into a room. She’s not overly loud, obnoxious, or arrogant—but makes little side comments or suggestions that make you think once over once you process them.
When you get to know her, Brize can be quite playful and ready to voice her opinion. While not particularly brave on her own, she has an inner call for daring acts and thrill that she fuels by blocking out her own fear of being hurt. She’s typically quite kind and gentle, but easy to irritate, but she has a strong sense of vengeance and justice that fuels most of all her actions and comments—as well as a pretty short-fused temper. She’s pretty oblivious to all things romance, and can be slightly naïve at times.
Quirks/Mannerisms: She doesn’t mean to do it—it’s just something she does: Brize when irritated or frightened will hiss. Like a cat. Seriously. That, and she has this unnatural ability to flick her ears.
Fear(s): Large snakes, and being underground. (both incited by her double sided personality)
Goal(s) in Life: Er, not disappear is the current goal at the moment.
History
Family
-Mother: Adele Johnson
-Father: Roe Johnson
-Sibling(s):
- Tyler Johnson, twenty-two
- Roe Jr. Johnson, twenty
- Orion Johnson, seventeen
- Rigel Johnson, seventeen
- Todd Johnson, sixteen
-Other Important Family Members: N/A
-Pet(s): A large Siberian Husky that (surprisingly) Brize got along with fairly well.
General History: Ah, California: the golden state. Well, the Johnson Family has lived in the third house in 2nd street for as long as Adele and Roe Johnson have been married. They lived fine for a while, always on the brink of not having enough money to scrape by—but hey? Isn’t that the main problem with everyone in this economy?
You’d think that having more kids would bring down the family income—and at first it did. But as each child grew up and learned how make money for the family—it grew. Brize was born last, in this family of eight. Only girl too—as far as she knows. She’s heard rumors that she had a female cousin—but other than that her family has remained untouched by female children for three generations.
At eight, Brize figured out that something was different about her family. Something… strange. Something being that her oldest brother would burst into flames occasionally, the twins would multiply until they were more than twins—and that other families didn’t do this. Hm. Well, soon after this realization—Brize woke up to find herself with paws and large teeth and freaking out. Her mother was the first to spot the freaking out cat (who was later on a library computer was identified as a margay, but details, details,) and was also the first to figure out that yet another one of her children was given an unparallel ability.
After figuring out how to morph OUT, the rest of Brize’s life was unextraordinary. She excelled in PE and Literature, while she miserably failed at fractions and science. Math was generally a mess, except when it came to those problems few problems that ya’ just have to know. She made friends, a very good one too by the name of Sadia—and had adventures with bears and trees and all sorts of teenage madness. She learned to keep a cool head with her older brothers constantly picking on her, and how to weigh her strengths and weaknesses.
Life was simple—until life called in its dues for their good fortune.
At fourteen, Brize was sitting at the dinning room table eating dinner—when her family received a call that Tyler had never reported for work, and that the company was wondering if he was running late. Guess what? He wasn’t. Tyler had disappeared off the face of the planet. Next came Brize’s Father and the twins. Simply vanished while driving to the grocery store. Then came Orion, while he was doing an aerial search for the family—while Todd and Brize searched below.
Brize ended up staying with her friend Sadia for a night, while Todd went to contact some extended family on the other side of the city. When he never came to pick her up in the morning (she waited all day before assuming the worst)—Brize was on the verge of hysteria and fled.
The girl was bigger than a cat, but smaller than a leopard. She blended in easy with the city—her tan pelt with the trash, and the black spots with the night. She did fine for a while, never ‘disappearing’ like her family—seemingly alluding whatever had happened to her family. The tall buildings of the city similar to trees, and she learned to catch pigeons to eat raw (which tasted almost cooked in morphed form). She did this for about a half-a-year—never sought help, never returning to contact her friends (though checking in on Sadia a few times to make sure she hadn’t disappeared either).
Though the inevitable happened. One long night, Brize was forced to morph rapidly several times while avoiding a less than nice mutant street-gang, and a gaggle of zookeepers with tranqs from a nearby zoo. Several hours later, returned to her Margay form after throwing up several times with a high fever. Brize curled up half-conscious in a nearby suburban area in a person’s hedge. The next time she woke up—she was in human form and someone was standing above her with a suspiciously large object.
Naturally, Brize flipped out and lashed out with claws and teeth—knocking the rather harmless platter of food to the ground. She was halfway out the door as a streaking cat before she ran into the problem of fever-pitched legs and tunnel vision. Instead of a doctor with gloves and needles, a woman with ungloved hands picked the cat back up into NOT a metal surgical table, but a bed. Whoa. Didn’t see that coming.
Apparently, when Brize heard the story later—she continuously changed from human to margay several times during unconsciousness, which didn’t help the case. Which leads up to how Brize ended up at Markswell’s academy.
Lucky for Brize—the woman who found the girl happened to be a mutant. A mutant who also knew several other mutants who lived nearby. This particular mutant’s name was Emily Barksin, who found a rather strange cat out in her hedge one morning—and being an empath told her that the emotions coming out of this thing were not animalistic at all. Emily was smart enough to realize that she had a mutant in her backyard, and after several failing times of trying to wake the mute up—moved her inside at the thought of sickness.
Why is this important? Because Emily had attended Markswell’s academy for her growing up years—and her best friend grew up to be one of the nurses with healing abilities at the school.
Brize was healed under Emily’s friend. And eventually, Brize herself realized that these people weren’t going to hurt her—and stopped attacking anyone who came near with fangs and claws.
Brize ended up living with Emily for several months while she healed completely. Afterward, when the girl again intended to set out in fear of disappearing—Emily gave Brize another option of protection. Instead of hiding in the streets, she could attend Markswell’s Academy and learn how to protect herself so she wouldn’t have to live in fear.
And so she did.
Power: Shapeshifting (single)
-General Description: Brize can shapeshift into a margay—there is no time limit to how long she can stay like this.
-Strengths of Power(s)
- Being able to turn into a feline with a high climbing ability has given Brize some obvious benefits. She can jump from tree to tree with ease (or roof-top to roof-top) and can climb a 50-foot tree in thirty seconds flat—in human form.
- Heheheh. Just because Brize isn’t shifted at the moment doesn’t mean she isn’t dangerous. One time, some, er, less than sober guy was bugging Brize at a party to, er, engage in intercourse. Finally, it went to the point where he grabbed her on the shoulder—and Brize whirled around and sunk three-inch fangs into his hand. Aka, Brize can morph certain parts of her body without the rest.
-Weaknesses of Power(s)
- The morphing process does not deal with DNA. If Brize is injured as a margay—the wound carries over into her human form.
- While the shifting process is short, it’s fairly strenuous. Doing it once a day is fine—but performing many morphs in a short period of time leaves her exhausted and very ill.
Alias
What do you want us to call you? Daze. :3
Gender? Female
Age? Fourteen
How did you find us? I’m admin!
