Post by Deleted on Nov 1, 2015 17:07:41 GMT -6
Yazov, Nikita
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AGE: 18
GENDER: Female
TEAM: Teen Titans
SIDE: Hero
OCCUPATION: Student (part-time), barista (part-time), superhero (part-time)
NATIONALITY: Her parents are Russian, but she was born in America.
HISTORY: Nikita's story is that of a girl who tried her best to be normal, and failed. She was born of two extremely promising scientists, both graduates from the Moscow State University, who fled Russia after the fall of the Soviet Union. Together, they settled in a small town in Vermont, the kind that only gets a handful of visitors each year, performing experiments and engineering devices first for the government, then various superheroes during the 2000's. Her mother once told her they even supplied Batman once, although Nikita suspects she told this only in an attempt to impress her daughter and interest her in what her and her father where doing.
Her parents may not have been the best. They where eccentrics, intellectuals. They worked long hours. But they where also loving, and despite being aware of their limitations, tried to always do their best. They made sure Nikita was never needy. They made sure she went to the best school. (There where only 3 within driving range, but the intention was there...) Despite this, or maybe it was just normal teenager rebellion creeping in, as Nikita got older she never fully felt like she fit in. Her parents tried include her in their projects, to teach her, and she even tried to understand and focus some of the time, but she never had the drive her genius parents had.
In school, she was one of those disruptive students who where just not disruptive enough to be a huge problem, while being a headache to teachers. Talking in class. A sort-of cheating but nothing that could be proved here and there. (Not that she needed to, she could have easily been first in all her classes, if she tried. Which she did not) She was caught smoking in the toilet with a friend in 11th grade. The little acts of rebellion. At home she was rather absent, often staying out late with friends, and spending more time locked in her room then with her parents. Trying to ignore the fact of her parent's oddity.
It all came to a halt one fateful night. For years her parents had been working on what was supposed to be their crowning achievement. Even after the events, Nikita still wasn't sure what -exactly- it was supposed to do. Something altering the timestream, vibrating temporal waves... it was a time machine of some kind. But something went wrong, and in the middle of the night it exploded as it was on stand-by. The veritable bunker in which it was hosted stopped any physical damage from happening, but the brief window of temporal instability in the area somehow affected the teenager upstairs. For seven minutes she just vanished. And when she finally returned, her distraught parents found her changed. Some of the temporal instability had lingered in her.
Her parents where overwhelmed with the new situation and, despite her best efforts to hide it, so was she. She tried to get back to a normal life, but her flickering out of time, even brief and rare, quickly showed that it was impossible. So her parents, with heavy hearts, did what they had to. They called one of their old superhero contacts, and told him about what had happened. Nikita never knew exactly what was said, but there was screaming and tears but eventually her parents announced to her that she would be moving to Jump City. There she could be with other people like her, people to help her control her powers, to make the most of it. Plus, they added, a small town wasn't a place for a young woman to grow up. She cold finally see the world like she always wanted. She put up arguments at first, protesting more for the sake of protesting then for any real disagreement. She always did want to go live in the big city. She could have a real goal. She would live with people she ever only dreamed of seeing, let alone anything more. And maybe, just maybe, she could find herself.
FAMILY: Boris Yazov, her father. Kira Yazov, her mother. Sprinkles, her cat. She has more family back in Moscow, but she's never shared more then a few words over the phone with them.
PERSONALITY: Nikita is a young woman who, despite not being so sure about herself, attempts to project the persona of someone who never thinks twice. She's forward and often very direct, showing some contempt for social norms. Once engaged on a path or idea, it becomes very hard for her to change course, as she forces herself to push away the doubts that creep up, not wishing to appear like she regrets what she did. (Although she does much more often then she'll admit, even to herself.)
She's quick to judge character, classifying people into those she likes and those she dislikes very rapidly, although in people she is much faster to change her mind then in other things. She makes a big point in claiming to "not give a rat's ass" about what people think about her, but in reality she very much is influenced by others, especially those she considers her friends.
In social settings, she's usually very talkative, taking up a lot room and babbling some often more then is entirely reasonable (A trait she took from her mother), especially when nervous. She's also rather impatient, and while she may sometimes be a little snappy for it, it's very rarely meant to harm anyone.
DISLIKES: Awkward silences. Disappointing her friends. Commercials, Shopping. Her dayjob (When the boss is around). Being paternalized.
DREAMS: To be able to call herself a "real" superhero.
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So I'm supposed to be a hero?
Is there like, a manual for this?
Is there like, a manual for this?
BODY STRUCTURE: Nikita is on the short side, coming around at just under five foot four, and weighting 117 pounds (When the scale is at it's lowest). While not nearly a body-builder, a few years on her high school's gymnastics team have left her with a trim, fit shape, graceful in her motions and light on her feet.
STYLE: She likes to dress in ways that make her unique, taking great pains to wear something original. While she'll often pick something approaching a punk-ish look, she'll rarely go all the way, putting her own spin on it. The outfits are often on the complicated side as well : Good luck finding her in a pair of jeans and a T-Shirt. The biggest recurring theme is the color black, which she favours a lot in what she wears.
PIERCINGS OR TATTOOS: The only piercings she has are in her ears, but she makes the most of them, often wearing very large earrings. She's thought about tattoos, but never had the opportunity to get one.
COSTUME: The opposite of her civilian clothes, her costume is a plain white tunic with a same-coloured knee-length skirt, just low enough to cover the top of her long, dark leather boots. A pair of black nylon gloves cover her hands, with a rubber coating inside for gripping firmly. Finally, she covers her face with a pair of big, ski goggle-like sunglasses, and a light white cloth mask under them, covering her mouth and nose.
ODDITIES: She dyes her hair very often, switching up colours every month, if not more frequently, though usually staying in natural colours. She's naturally ambidextrous and will switch her directing hand possibly multiple times during a task, which can seem very strange to onlookers.
ABILITIES: Untapped potential - While not anywhere near superhuman levels, Nikita's greatest natural talent is her mind. However, she never really exploited it, leading her to undervalue and even repress it.
Future Sense - A part of her lives in the immediate future, and she has a limited sense of what will happen to her in the next second or so as she receives feedback from her future self. In practice, this means that she has a split-second warning before anything happening to her, giving her time to react to most immediate threats. (Think Spider-Man's spider sense)
Time Jump - Nikita can slip out of the time stream for a few seconds (According to others. No time passes for her). She stops existing, re-appearing after the delay in any location she could have reached had she not Jumped.
CONTROL: 6 - While she never has trouble jumping when she wants to, her control isn't good enough, and she will often jump involuntarily, especially when startled, ashamed, or for some other reason her subconscious would prefer not being there at the moment.
SIDE-AFFECTS: When she jumps for a particularly long time, sometimes an "echo" of her will then follow her movements with a tiny delay for a few seconds.
WEAKNESSES: While she's only had her powers for a very short time, the sense of safety and invulnerability that they have given her have made Nikita very reckless. When you can see most danger coming, you start to trivialise it.
Jumping in time disorients her on arrival as she takes in her new position. Multiple rapid-fire jumps or a long jump can leave her totally lost for a moment.
Having been raised in a small town, living a relatively sheltered life, Nikita is very trusting, perhaps a little too much for a big city like Jump.
This part's the worst
Can we just skip to the end?
Can we just skip to the end?
INTRODUCTION: Flipping open her cellphone, Nikita let her finger glide over the screen, flipping through apps as she reclined lazily in the comfortble leather backstreet of the car. She tried to appear calm and undisturbed as the vehicle zipped past one building and the next, some old, some new, all of them larger and more imposing then anything in her home town. How it felt far already... Stopping on her picture collection, a selfie of her and a high school friend catching her eye. She lingered only briefly, closing the device and stuffing it into the pocket of her black leather pants. It wouldn't be good to think of home now, not when her new home was so close.
She looked to the driver. Suite. Shades. And not a smile to be seen for the whole ride. He looked just like those government agents from those old action movies her dad liked so much, she thought. Of course, she knew he didn't work for the government. Her parent's "friend", as they had put it, had sent him to pick her up and bring her to Jump. A glorified taxi? Maybe, but she didn't have much to complain about. Except maybe the lack of conversation. Despite her best attempts, the man had remained impervious to chatter, never replying with much more then "yes" and "no", when he even bothered sparing a word in her direction. She decided to try again anyways. It was likely her last chance, after all.
"So do you l-"
"To your right."
The interruption surprised her, in a way. And yet she realised she was already turning her head right, glancing out the car's tinted window, before he had spoken a word. As if she knew he would say that. In a way, she did. But even knowing didn't reduce her awe at the sight of the huge 'T' that came into view, the home of the Teen Titans dominating the cityscape. She had seen images on the web. Who hadn't? But pictures, as high-definition as they might be couldn't compare with the real thing. She stared speechless, her mouth hanging slightly agape in awe as she realised that soon... all too soon, she would be one of the few to see the famed tower from inside. Her mind reeled in excitement and dread in equal parts. So fixated was she that she never noticed the driver turn to glance at her, a smirk rising to the corners of his lips.
YOUR NAME OR ALIAS: Electrohydra
CONTACT INFO: Skype, PMs, any other contact information you manage to obtain.
FAVORITE COLOR: I never really had one. [/sup]